The War Of Fangs And Claws{Now Accepting}

[Deatux]

[[when can we start?]]  

[Idontcareaboutwhatuthink]

((hopefully soon.))  

[ClichePersona]

Name: Claude
Username: ClichePersona
Gender: Male
Side: The Order
Race: Vampire
Powers: Manipulation of water and wind, teleportation in over short distaces for quick escapes, mind seduction- once Claude's depthing gaze is apon you, looking strate into your mind, claude can control your very thought, action and emotions, for a distinct amount of time
Weapons: Sliver and blue stafe Claude uses for his powers
Fighting Styles: Fights with instinct alone
Appearance:

 

[Deatux]

[[come on people JOIN i wanna start XD]]  

[insanekyra21]

[[hmm.....if we started now we would only have maybe 4 or 5 people in the order and 6 or 7 in the rebellion. There wouldnt be enough people to rp with one another unless a few people would rp together.]]  

[Deatux]

[[i know]]  

[ClichePersona]

{lets just start already, new people can join in depending where the characters at at..... I just realy, really want to start RPing}  

[Deatux]

[[yesh i agree with cliche]]  

[insanekyra21]

[[I agree]]  

[Idontcareaboutwhatuthink]

((okay))  

[Deatux]

[[wait how do we start doesn't the thread maker gotta start at least???]]  

[ClichePersona]

yep the thread maker always goes first so we have to wait for his okay first  

[Deatux]

[[i wanan start DX]]  

[Idontcareaboutwhatuthink]

((I talked to the thread maker and he said we could start))
Rain walked through the alley, she didn't know where to go. She was human after all and she had just escaped from the vampires. Walking she realized that all of her family was still with the vampires. She knew no one that could let her stay somewhere. Rain was alone, cold and starving.  

[ClichePersona]

Claude was a slender man, or Vampire rather, his golden blonde hair fell gracefully around his face, highlighting his deep blue eyes, walking through the main hall at the Order his pace was quick as the Vampires were gathering for thier importante meeting, his long white and baby blue cloat hung galently draped over his shoulders, walking into the grand room with all of the others