Harbinger of Blood

[Renegade]

Okkaaay. I had this random idea of "Bad guys" hereafter refereed to as the BWs (still working on the name for their "faction". The BWs worship blood and see anyone who is not in their clan as being unfit to carry blood, so the goal of the BWs is to eradicate everyone and "free" the blood from their bodies.

The MAIN storyline is going to be driven by me and Tifa. However the rest is up to everyone in it. If your not sure about something PM me, and I'll let you know if it is or is not a good idea. Also as you may know I haven't had the net for some time and the future doesn't look so good either, but I'm going to try my best to keep it running as best I can...I mean it's not as if the other Rps are zooming along. Make your own characters in the profile page, obviously, and wait for either me or Tifa to approve it, y'all know how it works.

For the "good guys" side, it is somewhat focused on a military type thing, but with elements of fantasy such as FF. It's kinda like a mix between FF8, FF7 and Halo, with psychotic blood mongers thrown into the batch. Enjoy!

By the way. This RP is a prologue type thing, we don't win...The Harbinger of Blood (Leader of the BWs) wins and takes over...Just so you don't go being a hero and trying to kill off the main bad guy. XD

EDIT

ALSO...The time line for this RP is Post Modern. Think, 2100s. To Be exact 10th of March, 2113.

[Renegade]

Adam paced along the damp floor of the dimly lit cave. He held in hand a small crystal that glowed brightly. The Crystal usually used as an energy source, even at it's size could power a car for about 5 hours of non-stop driving.

A voice from behind him echoed down the tunnel, " It's dark in here...I hope we find him soon.".
Adam rolled his eyes. "Just keep moving." Every now and again an echo of dripping water would pass their ears. The tunnel began to get steeper, and Adam's tag along, also unfortunately his current employer, was starting to fall behind.
"Wait for me, I'm getting kinda scared, in here." the man said, "I heard something back there."
Adam didn't slow down even slightly. "Well then I suggest you hurry up, because I heard something too." He smirked to himself. "I'm assuming you want to be alive and not partially digested when we find your brother."
A look of horror swept the man's face and he sped up considerably. "You probably think I'm pathetic..."
"Actually...Yes." he shrugged. "Just hurry up, I'd rather not take your money from a corpse rather than a willing hand...It's much easier."

[Tifa Lockhart]

She lurked in the shadows, watching with eyes filled with cold loathing. She could hear them speaking, casually meandering through the darkness in search of a brother they'd never find.
At least not alive anyway. She'd handled him before, if they found him at all he would be face down in a pool of his own beautiful crimson blood, the glorious liquid free from his unworthy veins.
These two deserved to bleed as well, they did not deserve their blood... it was far too special for them.
Oh how she loved to leap forward and slit their throats now, let the life-giving elixir flow away from their useless vessels. But now they knew of her presence, she would have to bide her time.

[Elario Luminus]

The man leaned against the wall with significant boredom, his gunblade's tip resting lightly on the ground. He sighed and pushed himself from the rock wall. He'd grown tired of waiting to meet someone quickly, but had decided to stay put until they came. Now, two hours after that decision was made, Leon was irritable. He growled, grabbed his gunblade and walked into the cave, his eyes adjusting quickly in the dark. He walked for a little while and heard something...odd. A hiss..? He shook himself.
Have to die of something...
He cocked back the hammer on his gunblade and proceeded deeper.

[Renegade]

((are you in the same cave?))

The tunnel opened up into a lit cavern. Crude torches stuck in the ground with their fire's reflecting off the water giving the cavern a eerie dim red glow. Adam held out his hand toward his employer.

"Stay here." Adam leveled his SV-99 and crept forward. Their were small hut/tent type structures grouped up in the closer corner of the cavern. He could see something emerging from one of the rocky "buildings". He looked down the scope. He was able to identified what it was. A hermit.

Although not named for definition, the Hermit are technically human, but as legend would tell there was a disease epidemic. The disease effected the brain and caused the carrier to descend into insanity. The disease was and still is hereditary with a 98% chance of infection to the fetus. The infected were very hostile and were run out of the cities they called home. They found shelter in nearby caves and reproduced giving them their own species title - Hermit.

Adam gazed at the hermit through his ACOG 1x30 Red Dot Scope scope, it was incredibly pale and skinny, with very little clothing.

[Tifa Lockhart]

There was another noise far behind her, down the tunnel, like footsteps. Taking note of its position she continued to stalk her present prey, noting with glee as one of the men, the armed one, stepped away from the one who stunk of fear. She grinned her malicious grin as she crept forward, eyes glittering madly as she focused on him, creeping closer and closer.
Poised for the kill she leaped, coat billowing lightly with the wind of her momentum. She whipped out her two small barbed knives, coated red with blood, and in a tiny glint of light amongst the darkness she swooped upon her prey.
"Beg for redemption." She whispered into her captives ear, her voice snake-like as she pressed the blade to his throat and dragged it across, the barbs biting into his jugular and spraying his blood everywhere.

She felt it like warm rain, glorious life-blood leaked around her toes as she lost all senses in the glory of the kill, licking his blood from her fingers with an insane cackle.

[Renegade]

Adam swung around to see his employer dead on the floor. He casually looked up at his killer. "Hm," he mused, "What did you do that for?"

He walked over to his body and took the 500rems from the man's coat. Technically 100 more than he was promised"I mean seriously..."He paused and looked back at the hermit. "I had a perfect shot."

[Tifa Lockhart]

Scarlet watched this man as he approached her, half crouched and all her muscles tensed as if she were about to pounce. Blood red eyes glowed with insanity as she frowned and twitched, tilting her head to the side in a fashion that WOULD have been cute, but she made it VERY creepy.
"I free his blood." She said, her voice low and dangerous, eyes flicking as she lifted a blood soaked hand to lick the red from her fingers. "You're a captor too..." Her eyes grew narrower and she brought up a knife, eyes suddenly aggressive.
"I FREE IT! I FREE IT ALL!" She screamed launching herself at him.

[Renegade]

Adam's eyes widened with surprise. He stepped left barely dodging. He strapped up his SV-99 and pulled out his combat shotgun. He loaded it previously, at least half loaded it. He rose the weapon, he reached the shotgun out with a single arm, obviously with no intention on firing it that way.

"You crazy bitch," he moved forward, the barrel almost touching her chest. What the hell are you doing?"

[Tifa Lockhart]

Scarlet's breaths were quick and rabid as she stared at him with wide livid eyes, tongue snaking out to lick her lips as she eyed up the weapon he aimed at her chest. She tilted her head almost curiously before raising her knife and touching the blade with her fingertips, her own blood dripping down the length of the knife.
"I like it..." She murmured, admiring her blood with eyes filled with awe, "But you... you don't like it!" She seemed almost distressed as she looked at him with burning eyes.

[Renegade]

Adam let out a short laugh. He had been brought up around blood soaked sacrifices and much, much worse. "I'm used to it," he shrugged. You may like it a bit too much though i think." he dropped his shotgun, but held on to it.
"What are you doing in here anyway?"

[Tifa Lockhart]

The rabid look in Scarlet's eyes changed to pure curiosity.
"You like it?" She asked, lowering her knife and tilting her head further as he dropped his own weapon, she seemed almost gleeful that he might actually LIKE it too.
"I'm hunting." She replied, giggling manically, "For ones who don't appreciate it." She snarled and glanced at the dead man at her feet.

[Renegade]

He too looked down. "Well yeah, he was a bit of a moron, but couldn't you have waited until i finished?" He shrugged looking back up at her. "Guess it doesn't really matter. Money is money after all, makes no difference to me, the idiot's brother is probably dead anyway."

[Tifa Lockhart]

She tilted her head again, completely baffled by his behaviour, he wasn't like one of her people, and he wasn't like the blood-thieves either.
"You want someone dead?" She asked, misunderstanding what he'd said.

[Renegade]

He shook his head with a grin. "No, I was payed to find someone." he pointed in the direction of the hermits. "Probably over there somewhere, which is proof to my previous statement...Probably dead."