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"It does make the idea of being a hero more comfortable than being cattle for the wolves."

"Though, I prefer vampires over my older enemies. Vampires are much easier to kill… Well, considering the vampire…"

"I'm afraid I don't agree with you there. It is not about being 'more comfortable' with being a hero. It's about helping your fellow man. Your other point interests me though; I have faced things from undead warriors to giant minotaurs, but the one vampire I've met was the worst monster I have ever fought - he did not belong in this, or any world..."

#convict-of-sin

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"Even so… You must be vigilant. Wherever they are, we must be there to stop them. Vampires, demons… We must protect those who need it."

mankindillneeds

"You are correct of course, friend. it is not just my duty, but the duty of all those who can to stand up and protect those that cannot fight for themselves. Still, it does not make the blow of the sheer number of this vampires any easier to swallow."

#convict-of-sin

"To think that even this city is infested with creatures of the night! We can only pray that they continue to be so lax, lest they start to endanger innocents."

#ca mini #IS SCIENCE THE DEVIL!?

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"There are a number of vampire hunters in this city, it seems. I’ll take care of them."

mankindillneeds

#Watch me Belmont strut all over your master

alleyvamp

"I’m apparently not the only vampire in this city! Maybe things aren’t so bad after all!"

mankindillneeds

"-!"

"Can you repeat that one more time. Much more slowly than before."

#alleyvamp #Did somebody say VAMPIRE HUNTER?!

Sure are a lot of punk ass vampires in this city. Someone needs to sort that out.

Like Devo. [Intro/Open]

The world was strange and unreal to him - a far cry from the Wallachia of the 18th Century. It was bad enough that half the concepts in the city were unfamiliar to him, but the lack of his belongings was a more pressing concern. Still, he had been given money to use in this city, and therefore knew what to do.

He had heard this part of the sector was like some sort of giant market, perhaps here he'd be able to find what he needed. He moved from store to store, hoping that somewhere he'd find what he needed...

Three hours later, he stood in a clearing of people; reduced to asking random strangers for a little help. Most ignored him as soon as he talked to them; the rest, on the other hand looked at him funny and cut him off when he actually revealed what he was looking for. It was strange to the hunter.

Still, not one to give up so easily, he simply turned to the next person and tapped them on the shoulder as they walked by, quickly reaching the pace of their walk. He nodded is a way that was more formal than friendly, and then started speaking;

"Excuse me. I'm... new to the area and am looking to purchase a whip. Do you know of any suitable places where I can find one?"

#ca intro #ca open

Making reserves even though I've only just picked up a new character like

The man hacked out a chesty cough, rubbing his throat in obvious discomfort. Compared to the countryside of his own dimension, untouched by things such as industrialization, a disgusting smog clung to the streets.