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Post by Raiza on Jun 5, 2015 19:37:52 GMT
Vampire Ivy's Dark Forest
 Season 1The moonlight is shrouding in the dark forest which has fog covering it like a blanket. It covers the ground on unexpected terrain for which no cybertronian sees to step upon. The wind blows through the trees in a ghastly whistle until the air goes completely still. Dead silent. The trees standing tall in the forest, so thick, that no one knows where to go in order to leave. Once you are in, you stay. This is your home now. The residents within the forest do not take visitors lightly and they will strike until you are gone. Claw marks appear on the trees with scratches left in their wake. A flapping noise of wings are heard, not the sound of an angel nor bird, but a huge bat. Pink optics watching your every move until you catch their glare and you freeze with fear. Screeches loud enough to make your ears crack and shatter. An entity dashing in the shadows around you, marking you as its prey. She is watching...she is waiting...she is wanting...YOU. This is the dark forest, home of the Vampire Mistress Ivy. A creature lurking in the shadows as she waits for her prey. Ivy is the protector as well as a powerful guardian in the shadows who guards the forest border. Her power increases as long as the forest stands. This roleplay takes place in the Transformers Prime universe of the Dark Forest. Keep in mind that this forest is home to the vampyric cybertronian species known as the Vampyricons. Ivy is the queen of vampires and any player who could win her trust can join her faction. She will not take Autobots lightly but she will accept Decepticons.
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Post by Detective Ulti on Jun 5, 2015 23:48:27 GMT
At the outskirts of the forest, a tall femme stumbled into the treeline, holding a gaping wound on her right hip. Energon flowed from the wound as both of her servos couldn't cover it all. As her lifeblood trailed behind her, the femme found a tree and slumped against it, watching as the energon pooled on the floor under her. Warnings flashed all over her HUD, how her energy reserves and energon levels were running dangerously low, heck there was even an estimated time to offlining countdown, which not only did just that, but told her what systems were shutting down and in which order.
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Post by Raiza on Jun 6, 2015 0:58:34 GMT
The sound of wings flapping was heard above the Autobot femme as a figure flew passed the moonlight, showing its outline of its body. The figure looked feminine as it landed on a tree branch above the Autobot. A humming sound was heard from her as if she was singing a lullaby. Her cold hypnotizing pink optics glowed in the dark of the shadows as her body was crouched down and she glided down gracefully with her giant black and dark purple bat wings on her back. Her body outline was so mesmerizing, she looked as if she was wearing no armor and instead had skin like a human. She had long black hair to the length of her lower back and her face had a similar resemblence to the spider huntress, Airachnid. On her skinlike body, she had grey spiral-like tatoos on her body including one that resembled a scorpion on her chest.
She looked at Dashside as if she was smelling her prey with curiosity. She then looked down at the wound on her hip. "You are trespassing on my domain. You leave now, or suffer my wrath", she warned her in a hissy but a soft way.
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Post by RedOptics on Jun 6, 2015 3:38:23 GMT
The fog under her wings would curl and fly off in gusts of thick waves. A beast landed on the ground, well in the dark forest and venting heavily. Slyfox had flown a long way, one of the longest, and was in desperate need of rest. Her Energon reserves had done her good by holding extra fuel to power her exhausted systems. Since the large talon on the fold of her wings were her trods, and they've been pumping for hours, they ached as they touched the cold hard ground. Her tail swished the mist around her as she turned her long neck from side to side, looking for a place to regain her stamina.
Letting off a small gurgle, she laid down right where she was and curled up tightly, placing her frontal wings over her helm to block the sounds that made her uneasy. Though she didn't fall asleep, she couldn't, not when feeling that there was something wrong, and smelling a distant but fresh scent of energon. And after a few more huffs, she got up and sniffed again, snorting out the strong smell of death itself. Slyfox took a few wary steps before full on walking towards the scent, her chest releasing high pitched inward screeches and her talons making the ground shake in the local area. Her caution was at its fullest as she paused every three trees to sniff, opening her jaws to process it better and warbling softly. Her helm turned to its side countless times to look to her sides and front, huffing air out of her nostrils every few seconds. Her long audios perked and flattened, spiking to the side and curling together even to pin point the noises she heard.
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Post by Detective Ulti on Jun 6, 2015 10:28:42 GMT
The femme slowly raised her head up to look at the one that stood ahead of her. She spat at Ivy.
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Post by Raiza on Jun 6, 2015 12:54:25 GMT
The femme slowly raised her head up to look at the one that stood ahead of her. She spat at Ivy. The spit hot Ivy in the face but she gripped Dash's chin tightly with her sharp digits. Forcing her to face her eye level, her fangs extended as a threat. She made a small screech before placing her hand on her wound. Making a pulse radiate from her hand, the wound manage to seal itself up. |
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Post by RedOptics on Jun 6, 2015 12:59:14 GMT
The fog under her wings would curl and fly off in gusts of thick waves. A beast landed on the ground, well in the dark forest and venting heavily. Slyfox had flown a long way, one of the longest, and was in desperate need of rest. Her Energon reserves had done her good by holding extra fuel to power her exhausted systems. Since the large talon on the fold of her wings were her trods, and they've been pumping for hours, they ached as they touched the cold hard ground. Her tail swished the mist around her as she turned her long neck from side to side, looking for a place to regain her stamina. Letting off a small gurgle, she laid down right where she was and curled up tightly, placing her frontal wings over her helm to block the sounds that made her uneasy. Though she didn't fall asleep, she couldn't, not when feeling that there was something wrong, and smelling a distant but fresh scent of energon. And after a few more huffs, she got up and sniffed again, snorting out the strong smell of death itself. Slyfox took a few wary steps before full on walking towards the scent, her chest releasing high pitched inward screeches and her talons making the ground shake in the local area. Her caution was at its fullest as she paused every three trees to sniff, opening her jaws to process it better and warbling softly. Her helm turned to its side countless times to look to her sides and front, huffing air out of her nostrils every few seconds. Her long audios perked and flattened, spiking to the side and curling together even to pin point the noises she heard. (( You need to make an application before you can join )) (I did, don't you remember?) |
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Post by Supernova Mavrix on Jun 6, 2015 22:43:19 GMT
*Footsteps could be heard from within the forest, a young femme was lost and she didn't look like she sided with any faction, her yellow optics shone brightly in the dark as she peered around.*
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Post by Detective Ulti on Jun 6, 2015 23:19:51 GMT
Dashside tensed slightly as the wound sealed and her chin was gripped, all of it hurting at the same time. She narrowed her optics at Ivy.
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Post by Raiza on Jun 6, 2015 23:32:41 GMT
Letting her go, the vampire then sniffed a scent of another cybertronian in the forest. Using her super speed, she scooped up Trickshot and zoomed back to the spot where the other Autobot was. Placing her next to Dash. She narrowed her pink optics at them both before looking at Trickshot. Reaching a clawed servo, she trailed it against her cheek and down slowly to her neck.
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Post by RedOptics on Jun 6, 2015 23:33:58 GMT
(So, am I cleared for roleplay?)
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Post by Detective Ulti on Jun 6, 2015 23:34:14 GMT
Well it seemed like Ivy was pre-occpied with Trickshot now, so Dashside would make her escape. Picking herself up, she started to walk off deeper into the forest.
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Post by Raiza on Jun 6, 2015 23:42:05 GMT
(So, am I cleared for roleplay?) You're in. |
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Post by Raiza on Jun 6, 2015 23:44:00 GMT
Well it seemed like Ivy was pre-occpied with Trickshot now, so Dashside would make her escape. Picking herself up, she started to walk off deeper into the forest. The tree branches began to move and one of them swiped down at Dashside, wrapping themselves around her body and lightly squeezing her. "You think you can leave that easily?", the femme asked Dashside without facing her. |
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Post by Detective Ulti on Jun 6, 2015 23:45:47 GMT
"Kind of." She smirked, using her hand which was loose to fire an energy blast from her palm and each individual digit at Ivy.
((Gtg now, night.))
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Post by Plexo on Jun 6, 2015 23:51:35 GMT
The fog under her wings would curl and fly off in gusts of thick waves. A beast landed on the ground, well in the dark forest and venting heavily. Slyfox had flown a long way, one of the longest, and was in desperate need of rest. Her Energon reserves had done her good by holding extra fuel to power her exhausted systems. Since the large talon on the fold of her wings were her trods, and they've been pumping for hours, they ached as they touched the cold hard ground. Her tail swished the mist around her as she turned her long neck from side to side, looking for a place to regain her stamina. Letting off a small gurgle, she laid down right where she was and curled up tightly, placing her frontal wings over her helm to block the sounds that made her uneasy. Though she didn't fall asleep, she couldn't, not when feeling that there was something wrong, and smelling a distant but fresh scent of energon. And after a few more huffs, she got up and sniffed again, snorting out the strong smell of death itself. Slyfox took a few wary steps before full on walking towards the scent, her chest releasing high pitched inward screeches and her talons making the ground shake in the local area. Her caution was at its fullest as she paused every three trees to sniff, opening her jaws to process it better and warbling softly. Her helm turned to its side countless times to look to her sides and front, huffing air out of her nostrils every few seconds. Her long audios perked and flattened, spiking to the side and curling together even to pin point the noises she heard.
Channeling air through the instrument to produce a clear and subtle tune was what occurred next, the song which began tuning itself with the calm whether, the relaxing sound of his flute humming then whispering its way across the trees, sliding along with their rustle in the breeze. Plexo sat cross legged, his sword sheathed on his back, and his gear entirely concealed, save his visor which covered his optics. Loneliness was what he enjoyed, and though Plexo was fully aware that the forest was alive tonight--fate had granted him a moment of tranquility, and he would bask in it as long as he could, before energon would have to stain his bade again. Or if he was forced to move.
The forest around the mech seemed to calm down some, and as the temperature dropped and a small breeze blew, the cool air gently puffing from Plexo's form dispersed across the land, evaporating once enough warmth hit it, but still, a temperature exchange commenced from the ice elemental as he played his flute, not far from the Cybertronians who also were in the forest. |
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Post by RedOptics on Jun 6, 2015 23:52:50 GMT
Slyfox stopped, seeing a glint of differently colored light in the distance. Though cautious, she silently slithered through the trees and halted in a crouch, though her yellow biolights would pulse erratically upon seeing the two. And being well hidden in the mists, she kept her vents low so even through the flashes light she would be undetected. But her mind told her to leave the area to look for a resting spot elsewhere. She stayed, silently observing the scene before her unfold. Her chest let off a quiet rumble ending in a wheeze. The ruffles on her wings flattened against the ground and so did her body, so the low fog covered her.
But then the beast picked up another sound. It was rather high pitched, but pleasant at the same time. And being a creature of calm things, her instincts told her to go to it. So, with a few double takes and moments of using her senses, she followed the sound. |
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Post by Plexo on Jun 7, 2015 0:17:44 GMT
Plexo continued to play his instrument, his optics merely slits behind his visor, the music calmed him as well. Music was one of his last joys, and it never left him, so he would use it. Even if it wasn't one of the more deadly types of hobbies he specialized in, he felt like the music was something that could clear his mind, and remind of some of the better thoughts he had used to experience. It was one of the few things that could actually touch him, and change him for a few minutes, before he knew it was time to quit, and return to his more serious duties.
Plexo kept on with his delicate tune, never stopping to look up or away, even if he sensed something crawling towards him in the mist, the positive energy editing from the being something he could feel in contrast to his own negatively powered body. Plexo played on however, if any aggressive moves were to be made, he would react. Until then, the creature could enjoy his or her own peace, or whatever. Even though he enjoyed being alone, Plexo was used to being interrupted, but he was also accustomed to keep at whatever project he invested his energies in, to ignore whatever life was moving around him so that he would be able to enjoy his small break from the mess he kept walking back to.
Plexo tilted his helm as he played the more lower notes to his song, which were even softer in vibration, and quieter, but still audible and very attractive for the audios. Plexo himself did not look threatening--a traveler in white and golden armor with the moon glistening on him. White and gold were usually associated with the colors of 'the good guys'. There was no insignia on him either, and on his back was a pack, full of some energon tanks for drinking. Plexo was a rare specimen, but he did not live off of nothing.
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Post by Raiza on Jun 7, 2015 0:29:14 GMT
A very loud screech echoed throughout the forest as if someone screamed. The screeching continued as it reached Plexo's audio receptors.
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Post by RedOptics on Jun 7, 2015 0:38:13 GMT
The creature, now crouched at the edge of sight in the dark forest, listened intently, tilting her helm and trying to see through the thick cloud. Slyfox waited a few seconds, then finally built up the courage to take a few low sounding steps forward, hearing her thoracic armor scrape along the ground, picking up dust and rubble. Her optics were big, bearing the innocence of a sparkling as she slinked into view and watched the mech play his instrument. Though she kept a good distance, her electro-muscle tensed, ready to counter attack if he leapt at her. Her strong ex-vents caused some dust to kick up, and she tilted her helm that almost touched the ground while letting out a small warble of curiousness. Slyfox held her ground, tail and other appendages still except for her optics and antennae-like audios, waiting for something to happen.
But the scream caused her to jump to the side with a roar, flaring her wings out as if something was right there and bounded a bit away, slowing to shake out her neck armor and huff. Her sensitive audios couldn't bare the loud sound and she screeched in pain, flaring wildly and even hitting her helm against a few trees. |
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