Vampire 13gaara13
Clan:
Character description
Sand brushed up her legs, clawing for a way into her mind.
Her ghost white hair, tips stained red, fluttered like a butterfly of death in the warm midnight wind.
Her deep blood coloured eyes searched for a way into the squat cosy cottage in front of her.
You suddenly notice her teeth have a crimson sparkle, and feel very uneasy.
You turn away to steady yourself, and drop guard for a minute.
But in that vital minute, you hear a scattered shriek, chilling you ice cold to the bone.
You shoot towards the house, drawing your long katana, to hell with keeping quiet! Someone needs you, ASAP!!
You burst into the house, but there is no sign of the tall girl you were watching before.
You suddenly cannot breath. You try to suck in a strangled gasp of air, drawing your hand subconsciously towards your eyes to shield the sight before you.
Five bodies lie mangled and bloodied on the ground. Three of them small children, the youngest only two from quick guess. A choked sob escapes from your parched lips, your knees giving way causing you to collapes roughly next to corpes'.
You hear a faint sound of footsteps approach you. From your dull, puffy eyes, you see two black boots, adorned with chains and belts. You slowly lift your heavy, tear streaked face to look up at the tall, thin woman standing over you. She smiles down at you, her small ruby lips parting slightly into a smug grin. Her short deep red dress is streaked with an off creamy yellow coulor down the front, with red lace criss-crossed down her body. You notice that while her right arm is covered by fish-net, her left is bandaged thoroughly, wether to do with some accident or just for fashion you do not know. She flicks her hair out of her face, revealing her crazed red eyes, hungering for the blood of innocent humans. Her hand raises slowly to rest on her hip, her smile broadening, until at last, she lets out a stiffled laugh, apparantly unable to stop herself from cackling at some unknown joke. You notices as her evil laughter rings throughout the almost empty house, that her teeth are reddened, long, and sharp. You shiver, although the wind is warm. Your very soul seems to be encrusted in a silver case of ice. The woman leans over you, leering, teasing, as if challenging you to say something. You throw on what you hope is a disgusted expression and glare in hatred at the beautiful face hovering over you. Her long bright red tongue potrudes from her mouth, and licks her red lips, making them shine, glow, sparkle in the innocent moonlight showering in through the open window.
"I am Yuko. And what a PLEASURE to meet you." She giggles drawing out the juicy words as if they were some kind of delicate fruit to be handled carefully while eaten, or else deadly.
You spit at her face. She ducks her head sharply, so that the spit hit the body behind her.
"I will not allow you to disrespect me..." She smiles to you.
"For that, you will recieve my worst punishment!" She burst out laughing, unable to contain the inside joke any longer.
For a moment you think you see an almost human expression on her lovely face, her eyes closed with pleasure and her mouth wide and smiling as she laughed.
But you shake the feeling away, although your unspoken thoughts linger in the warmish air.
She turns to face you once more, her smiling face looking deep into your eyes, as though searching the deepest parts of your mind for a secret so well kept even you did not know about it.
Her smile began to fade, when you did not return the gesture.
"You're no fun..." She pouted.
"I'm going to find someone else to play with" She huffed, her expression childish and unhappy.
"WAIT!" You shout, her eyes widening with shock and suprise at your first word since you entered.
"What is it? Have you changed your mind?" She asks hopefully.
You ignore her question.
"Why did you... you... KILL... these people? Why?" You ask disgustedly.
"Werewolfs MUST be killed... would you rather they went around destroying humans, ripping the fless off their bones, licking the remains dry..." She tells you as if the reason was so obvious the whole time.
Werewolfs? You had thought they were humans... it all began to make sense now.
You stand up suddenly, looking towards the empty doorway.
Yuko, still crouching on the floor looks up at you with her large, questioning eyes.
"What are doing?" She says.
"I'm leaving. Goodbye, Yuko."
She smiles, while looking down.
"Goodbye, stranger." She says to you, after a long pause where the deafening silence seemed to echo around the deathly house.
You walk out, leaving the vampire alone.
From the corner of your eye, you see her spring to action, darting from the house almost so fast she became invisible.
You smile. Legendary Yuko, most wanted Vampire, and you let her slip from your cold fingered grasp.
You snicker to yourself.
She had fallen for your "stupid" act. You knew you would catch her next time, now you knew she could be soft. You knew her weakness, you could win the 200,000,000 gold stake on her head next time you met.
Leaves were falling from the golden trees above you, snow was sprinkling down like icing sugar from the warm milky sky... you felt more alive then you had in the last 300 years. Licking your dry lips, you, the stranger, dissapeared into the snowy horizon, any watching human turning there heads slightly with a pale suspicion there had been someone there.
Her ghost white hair, tips stained red, fluttered like a butterfly of death in the warm midnight wind.
Her deep blood coloured eyes searched for a way into the squat cosy cottage in front of her.
You suddenly notice her teeth have a crimson sparkle, and feel very uneasy.
You turn away to steady yourself, and drop guard for a minute.
But in that vital minute, you hear a scattered shriek, chilling you ice cold to the bone.
You shoot towards the house, drawing your long katana, to hell with keeping quiet! Someone needs you, ASAP!!
You burst into the house, but there is no sign of the tall girl you were watching before.
You suddenly cannot breath. You try to suck in a strangled gasp of air, drawing your hand subconsciously towards your eyes to shield the sight before you.
Five bodies lie mangled and bloodied on the ground. Three of them small children, the youngest only two from quick guess. A choked sob escapes from your parched lips, your knees giving way causing you to collapes roughly next to corpes'.
You hear a faint sound of footsteps approach you. From your dull, puffy eyes, you see two black boots, adorned with chains and belts. You slowly lift your heavy, tear streaked face to look up at the tall, thin woman standing over you. She smiles down at you, her small ruby lips parting slightly into a smug grin. Her short deep red dress is streaked with an off creamy yellow coulor down the front, with red lace criss-crossed down her body. You notice that while her right arm is covered by fish-net, her left is bandaged thoroughly, wether to do with some accident or just for fashion you do not know. She flicks her hair out of her face, revealing her crazed red eyes, hungering for the blood of innocent humans. Her hand raises slowly to rest on her hip, her smile broadening, until at last, she lets out a stiffled laugh, apparantly unable to stop herself from cackling at some unknown joke. You notices as her evil laughter rings throughout the almost empty house, that her teeth are reddened, long, and sharp. You shiver, although the wind is warm. Your very soul seems to be encrusted in a silver case of ice. The woman leans over you, leering, teasing, as if challenging you to say something. You throw on what you hope is a disgusted expression and glare in hatred at the beautiful face hovering over you. Her long bright red tongue potrudes from her mouth, and licks her red lips, making them shine, glow, sparkle in the innocent moonlight showering in through the open window.
"I am Yuko. And what a PLEASURE to meet you." She giggles drawing out the juicy words as if they were some kind of delicate fruit to be handled carefully while eaten, or else deadly.
You spit at her face. She ducks her head sharply, so that the spit hit the body behind her.
"I will not allow you to disrespect me..." She smiles to you.
"For that, you will recieve my worst punishment!" She burst out laughing, unable to contain the inside joke any longer.
For a moment you think you see an almost human expression on her lovely face, her eyes closed with pleasure and her mouth wide and smiling as she laughed.
But you shake the feeling away, although your unspoken thoughts linger in the warmish air.
She turns to face you once more, her smiling face looking deep into your eyes, as though searching the deepest parts of your mind for a secret so well kept even you did not know about it.
Her smile began to fade, when you did not return the gesture.
"You're no fun..." She pouted.
"I'm going to find someone else to play with" She huffed, her expression childish and unhappy.
"WAIT!" You shout, her eyes widening with shock and suprise at your first word since you entered.
"What is it? Have you changed your mind?" She asks hopefully.
You ignore her question.
"Why did you... you... KILL... these people? Why?" You ask disgustedly.
"Werewolfs MUST be killed... would you rather they went around destroying humans, ripping the fless off their bones, licking the remains dry..." She tells you as if the reason was so obvious the whole time.
Werewolfs? You had thought they were humans... it all began to make sense now.
You stand up suddenly, looking towards the empty doorway.
Yuko, still crouching on the floor looks up at you with her large, questioning eyes.
"What are doing?" She says.
"I'm leaving. Goodbye, Yuko."
She smiles, while looking down.
"Goodbye, stranger." She says to you, after a long pause where the deafening silence seemed to echo around the deathly house.
You walk out, leaving the vampire alone.
From the corner of your eye, you see her spring to action, darting from the house almost so fast she became invisible.
You smile. Legendary Yuko, most wanted Vampire, and you let her slip from your cold fingered grasp.
You snicker to yourself.
She had fallen for your "stupid" act. You knew you would catch her next time, now you knew she could be soft. You knew her weakness, you could win the 200,000,000 gold stake on her head next time you met.
Leaves were falling from the golden trees above you, snow was sprinkling down like icing sugar from the warm milky sky... you felt more alive then you had in the last 300 years. Licking your dry lips, you, the stranger, dissapeared into the snowy horizon, any watching human turning there heads slightly with a pale suspicion there had been someone there.
Statistics
| Total loot: | 77,134.20 litres of blood |
| Victims bitten (via link): | 3 |
| Fights: | 200 |
| Victories: | 77 |
| Defeats: | 123 |
| Draws: | 0 |
| Gold gained: | ~ 2,000.00  |
| Gold lost: | ~ 10,000.00 |
| Damage to enemies: | 8976.46 |
| Damage from enemies: | 29289.38 |
The attributes of 13gaara13:
| Character level: | Level 22 |
| Strength: |    (36) |
| Defence: | (37) |
| Agility: | (36) |
| Stamina: | (36) |
| Dexterity: | (27) |
| Experience: |   (2242|2420) |
The ancestral site statistics of 13gaara13
| Attempted challenges: | 1 |
| Successful challenges: | 0 |
| Failed challenges: | 1 |
The sentinel of 13gaara13
| Sentinel breed: | Fire hound |
| Sentinel name: | Fire hound |
| Attack: | (21) |
| Defence: | (21) |
| Stamina: | (21) |
Profile
| Gender: | female |
| Age: | unknown Years |
| Hometown: | The Village Hidden in the Sand |
| ICQ-number: | --- |
| MSN Messenger: | --- |
| Yahoo Messenger: | --- |
| AIM-Name: | --- |
| Jabber ID | --- |
| Skype ID | --- |
Arena
13gaara13 has not yet achieved a special arena rank.
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| heart of darkness | Level 1 | Loot 0 litres of blood |
| Demonk13 | Level 1 | Loot 0 litres of blood |
| UNVME | Level 1 | Loot 0 litres of blood |
| Dolores Dolore | Level 1 | Loot 0 litres of blood |