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BerichtOnderwerp: Fools set the rules in this world   zo 2 jun 2013 - 10:36

"Infinite in mystery is the gift of the Goddess
We seek it thus, and take to the sky
Ripples form on the water's surface
The wandering soul knows no rest."

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BerichtOnderwerp: Re: Fools set the rules in this world   zo 2 jun 2013 - 10:38








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BerichtOnderwerp: Re: Fools set the rules in this world   zo 2 jun 2013 - 22:15

TROLOL

Spring was saying goodbye to winter, and she was beginning to dance in the air, tainting it was slightest scent of blossoms. Reducto don't really care about flowers, but it covered scents of death from the winter, and for that he was grateful. Reducto enjoyed the cool air that hung low around him. In the distance, diamonds crashed against the charcoal rocks; it was music to my ears. He did not need to follow the small breeze, but the way it touched his nostrils sent a thrill throughout him.

Life had finally started, since he became a vampire he felt more alive than ever. He could smell better, his eyes were a lot better .. but only at night. That's why he was still hiding himself in de shadows of the trees because the sunlight could still hurt him. It would hurt his eyes, his emerald green eyes.

Reducto was walking slowly trough the edge of the forest. Still in the shadows because he felt a bit unsure about his new life. But he loved the view from here, the endless fields were beautiful and he could see the fireflies dancing above the field from here.

He wasn’t sure where he was going, He was just a giant friesian stallion walking trough the edge of the forest. His green eyes were searching trough the field, maybe he could find some nice snack or he could meet another horse. Maybe he would see 'her' He felt happiness and sadness at the same time when he thought of image, Happiness because of his new life, and sadness because he betrayed his best friend by what he became, a monster in everyone's eyes. A beautiful but terrifying creature. Altough he didn't see Imagnetrix in a few years he still cared about her, he would always do that. He would literally sacrifice himself for her. She was the only one who did really cared about him, about his life. But he was afraid she would never forgive him for what he became.

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TROLOL

Spring was saying goodbye to winter, and she was beginning to dance in the air, tainting it was slightest scent of blossoms. Reducto don't really care about flowers, but it covered scents of death from the winter, and for that he was grateful. Reducto enjoyed the cool air that hung low around him. In the distance, diamonds crashed against the charcoal rocks; it was music to my ears. He did not need to follow the small breeze, but the way it touched his nostrils sent a thrill throughout him.

Life had finally started, since he became a vampire he felt more alive than ever. He could smell better, his eyes were a lot better .. but only at night. That's why he was still hiding himself in de shadows of the trees because the sunlight could still hurt him. It would hurt his eyes, his emerald green eyes.

Reducto was walking slowly trough the edge of the forest. Still in the shadows because he felt a bit unsure about his new life. But he loved the view from here, the endless fields were beautiful and he could see the fireflies dancing above the field from here.

He wasn’t sure where he was going, He was just a giant friesian stallion walking trough the edge of the forest. His green eyes were searching trough the field, maybe he could find some nice snack or he could meet another horse. Maybe he would see 'her' He felt happiness and sadness at the same time when he thought of image, Happiness because of his new life, and sadness because he betrayed his best friend by what he became, a monster in everyone's eyes. A beautiful but terrifying creature. Altough he didn't see Imagnetrix in a few years he still cared about her, he would always do that. He would literally sacrifice himself for her. She was the only one who did really cared about him, about his life. But he was afraid she would never forgive him for what he became.

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BerichtOnderwerp: Re: Fools set the rules in this world   zo 2 jun 2013 - 22:19

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BerichtOnderwerp: Re: Fools set the rules in this world   zo 2 jun 2013 - 22:31

Spring was saying goodbye to winter, and she was beginning to dance in the air, tainting it was slightest scent of blossoms. Reducto don't really care about flowers, but it covered scents of death from the winter, and for that he was grateful. Reducto enjoyed the cool air that hung low around him. In the distance, diamonds crashed against the charcoal rocks; it was music to my ears. He did not need to follow the small breeze, but the way it touched his nostrils sent a thrill throughout him.

Life had finally started, since he became a vampire he felt more alive than ever. He could smell better, his eyes were a lot better .. but only at night. That's why he was still hiding himself in de shadows of the trees because the sunlight could still hurt him. It would hurt his eyes, his emerald green eyes.

Reducto was walking slowly trough the edge of the forest. Still in the shadows because he felt a bit unsure about his new life. But he loved the view from here, the endless fields were beautiful and he could see the fireflies dancing above the field from here.

He wasn’t sure where he was going, He was just a giant friesian stallion walking trough the edge of the forest. His green eyes were searching trough the field, maybe he could find some nice snack or he could meet another horse. Maybe he would see 'her' He felt happiness and sadness at the same time when he thought of image, Happiness because of his new life, and sadness because he betrayed his best friend by what he became, a monster in everyone's eyes. A beautiful but terrifying creature. Altough he didn't see Imagnetrix in a few years he still cared about her, he would always do that. He would literally sacrifice himself for her. She was the only one who did really cared about him, about his life. But he was afraid she would never forgive him for what he became.

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BerichtOnderwerp: Re: Fools set the rules in this world   zo 2 jun 2013 - 22:59

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BerichtOnderwerp: Re: Fools set the rules in this world   ma 3 jun 2013 - 1:18

TROLOL

Spring was saying goodbye to winter, and she was beginning to dance in the air, tainting it was slightest scent of blossoms. Reducto don't really care about flowers, but it covered scents of death from the winter, and for that he was grateful. Reducto enjoyed the cool air that hung low around him. In the distance, diamonds crashed against the charcoal rocks; it was music to my ears. He did not need to follow the small breeze, but the way it touched his nostrils sent a thrill throughout him.

Life had finally started, since he became a vampire he felt more alive than ever. He could smell better, his eyes were a lot better .. but only at night. That's why he was still hiding himself in de shadows of the trees because the sunlight could still hurt him. It would hurt his eyes, his emerald green eyes.

Reducto was walking slowly trough the edge of the forest. Still in the shadows because he felt a bit unsure about his new life. But he loved the view from here, the endless fields were beautiful and he could see the fireflies dancing above the field from here.

He wasn’t sure where he was going, He was just a giant friesian stallion walking trough the edge of the forest. His green eyes were searching trough the field, maybe he could find some nice snack or he could meet another horse. Maybe he would see 'her' He felt happiness and sadness at the same time when he thought of image, Happiness because of his new life, and sadness because he betrayed his best friend by what he became, a monster in everyone's eyes. A beautiful but terrifying creature. Altough he didn't see Imagnetrix in a few years he still cared about her, he would always do that. He would literally sacrifice himself for her. She was the only one who did really cared about him, about his life. But he was afraid she would never forgive him for what he became.

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BerichtOnderwerp: Re: Fools set the rules in this world   do 6 jun 2013 - 9:52



Spring was saying goodbye to winter, and she was beginning to dance in the air, tainting it was slightest scent of blossoms. Reducto don't really care about flowers, but it covered scents of death from the winter, and for that he was grateful. Reducto enjoyed the cool air that hung low around him. In the distance, diamonds crashed against the charcoal rocks; it was music to my ears. He did not need to follow the small breeze, but the way it touched his nostrils sent a thrill throughout him.

Life had finally started, since he became a vampire he felt more alive than ever. He could smell better, his eyes were a lot better .. but only at night. That's why he was still hiding himself in de shadows of the trees because the sunlight could still hurt him. It would hurt his eyes, his emerald green eyes.

Reducto was walking slowly trough the edge of the forest. Still in the shadows because he felt a bit unsure about his new life. But he loved the view from here, the endless fields were beautiful and he could see the fireflies dancing above the field from here.

He wasn’t sure where he was going, He was just a giant friesian stallion walking trough the edge of the forest. His green eyes were searching trough the field, maybe he could find some nice snack or he could meet another horse. Maybe he would see 'her' He felt happiness and sadness at the same time when he thought of image, Happiness because of his new life, and sadness because he betrayed his best friend by what he became, a monster in everyone's eyes. A beautiful but terrifying creature. Altough he didn't see Imagnetrix in a few years he still cared about her, he would always do that. He would literally sacrifice himself for her. She was the only one who did really cared about him, about his life. But he was afraid she would never forgive him for what he became.

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Spring was saying goodbye to winter, and she was beginning to dance in the air, tainting it was slightest scent of blossoms. Reducto don't really care about flowers, but it covered scents of death from the winter, and for that he was grateful. Reducto enjoyed the cool air that hung low around him. In the distance, diamonds crashed against the charcoal rocks; it was music to my ears. He did not need to follow the small breeze, but the way it touched his nostrils sent a thrill throughout him.

Life had finally started, since he became a vampire he felt more alive than ever. He could smell better, his eyes were a lot better .. but only at night. That's why he was still hiding himself in de shadows of the trees because the sunlight could still hurt him. It would hurt his eyes, his emerald green eyes.

Reducto was walking slowly trough the edge of the forest. Still in the shadows because he felt a bit unsure about his new life. But he loved the view from here, the endless fields were beautiful and he could see the fireflies dancing above the field from here.

He wasn’t sure where he was going, He was just a giant friesian stallion walking trough the edge of the forest. His green eyes were searching trough the field, maybe he could find some nice snack or he could meet another horse. Maybe he would see 'her' He felt happiness and sadness at the same time when he thought of image, Happiness because of his new life, and sadness because he betrayed his best friend by what he became, a monster in everyone's eyes. A beautiful but terrifying creature. Altough he didn't see Imagnetrix in a few years he still cared about her, he would always do that. He would literally sacrifice himself for her. She was the only one who did really cared about him, about his life. But he was afraid she would never forgive him for what he became.
 
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BerichtOnderwerp: Re: Fools set the rules in this world   zo 9 jun 2013 - 21:19



De jongeman haalde zijn hand door zijn donkerbruine haar. Verveeld gingen zijn ogen van de linkerkant naar de rechterkant van de zaal waar hij zat.. de bibliotheek. De bibliotheek hield hem al geruime tijd bezig met het zoeken van een bepaald boek. Zelfs die aardige vrouw kon het niet vinden, terwijl ze hem nog zo behulpzaam had geholpen. Zuchtend zoekt hij verder langs de rekken, zijn bruine ogen glijden over elk boek wat maar langs kwam. Bruine ogen met een heldere rode gloed. Ogen die overliepen van emoties en gedachten, maar daarmee geen helderheid creëerden. Integendeel:. Wat valt er immers te halen uit een blik waar woede leeft naast liefde en haat naast verdriet en geluk? Wat valt er te halen uit de ogen van het meest gevreesde roofdier hier op aarde, In plaats van deze wezens te begrijpen werden ze verafschuwt en werden er verhalen over ze verteld die in de verste verten leken op de waarheid.. Mens en vampier kunnen wel degelijk samenleven. Kaname was en is het bewijs hiervan, hij had geen mensen nodig om zichzelf in leven te moeten houden. Maar ieder masker dat hij droeg, was doorgaans compleet verschillend van het voorgaande. Niet het type dat je ook maar enigszins houvast gaf. Al moest hem nagegeven worden dat hij wel eerlijk was: als hij je als zijn vriend beschouwde, kon je er van op aan dat hij je met zijn leven zou beschermen.

Met een lange diepe zucht beeindigd hij deze gedachte en sluit zijn ogen voor enkele secondes. Ook al leek dit langer dan het werkelijk duurde. Wanneer Kaname zijn gedachten weer allemaal op een rijtje had opende hij zijn ogen weer.

Anderen zullen waarschijnlijk nooit weten wat er echt in zijn hoofd om gaat. Kaname is charmant, maar tegelijkertijd is hij een vreemdeling, niet van deze tijd. Degene die hem ontmoet hebben, weten dat hij even onaantastbaar is als hij er uit ziet, even charmant als zijn innemende voorkomen al doet vermoeden. Kaname is iemand die komt, kijkt, doorgrondt en weer verder loopt. Iemand die er altijd is, maar nooit echt deel uitmaakt van.

Zijn blik ging langs enkele langslopende studenten, die klaar waren met de les, en een plek zochten in de zaal waar ze hoogst waarschijnlijk hun samenvattingen nog eens door wilden kijken. Hij had in zijn leven al zoveel gezichten gezien, zoveel mensen 'gekend'. Elke naam had hij onthouden, elk gesprek uit zijn geheugen kon hij zich nog als de dag van gisteren voor zich halen.

Zodra de leerlingen zich gezeteld hadden aan een tafel draaide hij zijn blik weer richting de boekenkasten en zocht verder.


“It was as if when I looked into his eyes I was standing alone on the edge of the world...on a windswept ocean beach. There was nothing but the soft roar of the waves.”

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De jongeman haalde zijn hand door zijn donkerbruine haar. Verveeld gingen zijn ogen van de linkerkant naar de rechterkant van de zaal waar hij zat.. de bibliotheek. De bibliotheek hield hem al geruime tijd bezig met het zoeken van een bepaald boek. Zelfs die aardige vrouw kon het niet vinden, terwijl ze hem nog zo behulpzaam had geholpen. Zuchtend zoekt hij verder langs de rekken, zijn bruine ogen glijden over elk boek wat maar langs kwam. Bruine ogen met een heldere rode gloed. Ogen die overliepen van emoties en gedachten, maar daarmee geen helderheid creëerden. Integendeel:. Wat valt er immers te halen uit een blik waar woede leeft naast liefde en haat naast verdriet en geluk? Wat valt er te halen uit de ogen van het meest gevreesde roofdier hier op aarde, In plaats van deze wezens te begrijpen werden ze verafschuwt en werden er verhalen over ze verteld die in de verste verten leken op de waarheid.. Mens en vampier kunnen wel degelijk samenleven. Kaname was en is het bewijs hiervan, hij had geen mensen nodig om zichzelf in leven te moeten houden. Maar ieder masker dat hij droeg, was doorgaans compleet verschillend van het voorgaande. Niet het type dat je ook maar enigszins houvast gaf. Al moest hem nagegeven worden dat hij wel eerlijk was: als hij je als zijn vriend beschouwde, kon je er van op aan dat hij je met zijn leven zou beschermen.

Met een lange diepe zucht beeindigd hij deze gedachte en sluit zijn ogen voor enkele secondes. Ook al leek dit langer dan het werkelijk duurde. Wanneer Kaname zijn gedachten weer allemaal op een rijtje had opende hij zijn ogen weer.

Anderen zullen waarschijnlijk nooit weten wat er echt in zijn hoofd om gaat. Kaname is charmant, maar tegelijkertijd is hij een vreemdeling, niet van deze tijd. Degene die hem ontmoet hebben, weten dat hij even onaantastbaar is als hij er uit ziet, even charmant als zijn innemende voorkomen al doet vermoeden. Kaname is iemand die komt, kijkt, doorgrondt en weer verder loopt. Iemand die er altijd is, maar nooit echt deel uitmaakt van.

Zijn blik ging langs enkele langslopende studenten, die klaar waren met de les, en een plek zochten in de zaal waar ze hoogst waarschijnlijk hun samenvattingen nog eens door wilden kijken.  Hij had in zijn leven al zoveel gezichten gezien, zoveel mensen 'gekend'. Elke naam had hij onthouden, elk gesprek uit zijn geheugen kon hij zich nog als de dag van gisteren voor zich halen.

Zodra de leerlingen zich gezeteld hadden aan een tafel draaide hij zijn blik weer richting de boekenkasten en zocht verder.


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BerichtOnderwerp: Re: Fools set the rules in this world   ma 10 jun 2013 - 6:35

De jongeman haalde zijn hand door zijn donkerbruine haar. Verveeld gingen zijn ogen van de linkerkant naar de rechterkant van de zaal waar hij zat.. de bibliotheek. De bibliotheek hield hem al geruime tijd bezig met het zoeken van een bepaald boek. Zelfs die aardige vrouw kon het niet vinden, terwijl ze hem nog zo behulpzaam had geholpen. Zuchtend zoekt hij verder langs de rekken, zijn bruine ogen glijden over elk boek wat maar langs kwam. Bruine ogen met een heldere rode gloed. Ogen die overliepen van emoties en gedachten, maar daarmee geen helderheid creëerden. Integendeel:. Wat valt er immers te halen uit een blik waar woede leeft naast liefde en haat naast verdriet en geluk? Wat valt er te halen uit de ogen van het meest gevreesde roofdier hier op aarde, In plaats van deze wezens te begrijpen werden ze verafschuwt en werden er verhalen over ze verteld die in de verste verten leken op de waarheid.. Mens en vampier kunnen wel degelijk samenleven. Kaname was en is het bewijs hiervan, hij had geen mensen nodig om zichzelf in leven te moeten houden. Maar ieder masker dat hij droeg, was doorgaans compleet verschillend van het voorgaande. Niet het type dat je ook maar enigszins houvast gaf. Al moest hem nagegeven worden dat hij wel eerlijk was: als hij je als zijn vriend beschouwde, kon je er van op aan dat hij je met zijn leven zou beschermen.

Met een lange diepe zucht beeindigd hij deze gedachte en sluit zijn ogen voor enkele secondes. Ook al leek dit langer dan het werkelijk duurde. Wanneer Kaname zijn gedachten weer allemaal op een rijtje had opende hij zijn ogen weer.

Anderen zullen waarschijnlijk nooit weten wat er echt in zijn hoofd om gaat. Kaname is charmant, maar tegelijkertijd is hij een vreemdeling, niet van deze tijd. Degene die hem ontmoet hebben, weten dat hij even onaantastbaar is als hij er uit ziet, even charmant als zijn innemende voorkomen al doet vermoeden. Kaname is iemand die komt, kijkt, doorgrondt en weer verder loopt. Iemand die er altijd is, maar nooit echt deel uitmaakt van.

Zijn blik ging langs enkele langslopende studenten, die klaar waren met de les, en een plek zochten in de zaal waar ze hoogst waarschijnlijk hun samenvattingen nog eens door wilden kijken. Hij had in zijn leven al zoveel gezichten gezien, zoveel mensen 'gekend'. Elke naam had hij onthouden, elk gesprek uit zijn geheugen kon hij zich nog als de dag van gisteren voor zich halen.

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Met een lange diepe zucht beeindigd hij deze gedachte en sluit zijn ogen voor enkele secondes. Ook al leek dit langer dan het werkelijk duurde. Wanneer Kaname zijn gedachten weer allemaal op een rijtje had opende hij zijn ogen weer.

Anderen zullen waarschijnlijk nooit weten wat er echt in zijn hoofd om gaat. Kaname is charmant, maar tegelijkertijd is hij een vreemdeling, niet van deze tijd. Degene die hem ontmoet hebben, weten dat hij even onaantastbaar is als hij er uit ziet, even charmant als zijn innemende voorkomen al doet vermoeden. Kaname is iemand die komt, kijkt, doorgrondt en weer verder loopt. Iemand die er altijd is, maar nooit echt deel uitmaakt van.

Zijn blik ging langs enkele langslopende studenten, die klaar waren met de les, en een plek zochten in de zaal waar ze hoogst waarschijnlijk hun samenvattingen nog eens door wilden kijken. Hij had in zijn leven al zoveel gezichten gezien, zoveel mensen 'gekend'. Elke naam had hij onthouden, elk gesprek uit zijn geheugen kon hij zich nog als de dag van gisteren voor zich halen.
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BerichtOnderwerp: Re: Fools set the rules in this world   ma 10 jun 2013 - 7:14

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Voornaam: Christopher William
Achternaam: Heatherfield
Bijnaam: Storm
Leeftijd: 27 jaar
ouders: Sparda(demon) x Eva(human)

UITERLIJK
Lengte: 1.91 m
Gewicht: 85 kg
Ogen: Licht blauw/grijs
Huidskleur: blank
Haarkleur: Zilver
Kapsel: Tot iets boven zijn schouders, 't springt alle kanten op en valt veelal over zijn ogen, warrig en in laagjes
Attributen: Hij draagt zijn .45 kaliber pistolen (Ebony en Ivory) altijd bij zich. Net als zijn zwaard (Rebellion) Deze neemt hij meestal mee in een oude gitaar tas.

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Karakter: Storm is een lange, jonge, (half-demon) vreemdeling met een lichte huid, halflang zilverkleurig haar. En ogen zo licht en gloeiend als hete kolen. Een jongeman met een ietwat onvriendelijke uitstraling en een warme en zware stem. Een jongeman die zich moeiteloos aanpast in elk straatbeeld en vaak zonder opzet vele personen charmeert, zowel jongens als meisjes, ouderen als kinderen. Een jongen die altijd de vreemdeling blijft, ongeacht hoe lang hij ergens ook woont en hoeveel mensen hij er ook kent. Storm kan heel rustig op mensen overkomen. Heel beheerst, hij is een goede leider tot op zekere hoogte. Ondanks zijn verraderlijke karakter weet hij veel en heeft hij al veel meegemaakt. Degene die hem ontmoet hebben, weten dat hij even onaantastbaar is als hij er uit ziet, even charmant als zijn innemende voorkomen al doet vermoeden, en toch kan zijn gedrag zomaar opeens omslaan, Wie zich met hem inlaat, loopt altijd het risico dat hij op een dag genoeg van je heeft en zich van je ontdoet..

Verleden: Vraag hem waar hij vandaan komt of wat hij is/was en hij zal niet antwoorden; De grijsblauwe ogen van deze jongeman, zijn koud genoeg om je van zijn antwoord te overtuigen. De waarheid is dat het meer dan onzeker is waar hij werkelijk vandaan komt en wat hij ooit in een ver verleden is geweest: op een dag stond hij voor de deur, zonder ouders, zonder herkomst. Niemand weet dat hij feitelijk een demon hunter was, die zich voornamelijk bezig hield met het vernietigen van deze wezens. Over zijn verleden praat hij niet, niemand weet wat er schuilgaat en zo hult deze jongeman zich al sinds zijn vroegste jeugd in mysterieën en woont hij nu weer hier, dan weer daar en lijkt hij te geloven dat heel de wereld van hem is.


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BerichtOnderwerp: Re: Fools set the rules in this world   di 11 jun 2013 - 8:39

CHRISTOPHER WILLIAM HEATHERFIELD


nieuwe kaderrrrrr trolololol ..

De jongeman haalde zijn hand door zijn donkerbruine haar. Verveeld gingen zijn ogen van de linkerkant naar de rechterkant van de zaal waar hij zat.. de bibliotheek. De bibliotheek hield hem al geruime tijd bezig met het zoeken van een bepaald boek. Zelfs die aardige vrouw kon het niet vinden, terwijl ze hem nog zo behulpzaam had geholpen. Zuchtend zoekt hij verder langs de rekken, zijn bruine ogen glijden over elk boek wat maar langs kwam. Bruine ogen met een heldere rode gloed. Ogen die overliepen van emoties en gedachten, maar daarmee geen helderheid creëerden. Integendeel:. Wat valt er immers te halen uit een blik waar woede leeft naast liefde en haat naast verdriet en geluk? Wat valt er te halen uit de ogen van het meest gevreesde roofdier hier op aarde, In plaats van deze wezens te begrijpen werden ze verafschuwt en werden er verhalen over ze verteld die in de verste verten leken op de waarheid.. Mens en vampier kunnen wel degelijk samenleven. Kaname was en is het bewijs hiervan, hij had geen mensen nodig om zichzelf in leven te moeten houden. Maar ieder masker dat hij droeg, was doorgaans compleet verschillend van het voorgaande. Niet het type dat je ook maar enigszins houvast gaf. Al moest hem nagegeven worden dat hij wel eerlijk was: als hij je als zijn vriend beschouwde, kon je er van op aan dat hij je met zijn leven zou beschermen.

Met een lange diepe zucht beeindigd hij deze gedachte en sluit zijn ogen voor enkele secondes. Ook al leek dit langer dan het werkelijk duurde. Wanneer Kaname zijn gedachten weer allemaal op een rijtje had opende hij zijn ogen weer.

Anderen zullen waarschijnlijk nooit weten wat er echt in zijn hoofd om gaat. Kaname is charmant, maar tegelijkertijd is hij een vreemdeling, niet van deze tijd. Degene die hem ontmoet hebben, weten dat hij even onaantastbaar is als hij er uit ziet, even charmant als zijn innemende voorkomen al doet vermoeden. Kaname is iemand die komt, kijkt, doorgrondt en weer verder loopt. Iemand die er altijd is, maar nooit echt deel uitmaakt van.

Zijn blik ging langs enkele langslopende studenten, die klaar waren met de les, en een plek zochten in de zaal waar ze hoogst waarschijnlijk hun samenvattingen nog eens door wilden kijken. Hij had in zijn leven al zoveel gezichten gezien, zoveel mensen 'gekend'. Elke naam had hij onthouden, elk gesprek uit zijn geheugen kon hij zich nog als de dag van gisteren voor zich halen.

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BerichtOnderwerp: Re: Fools set the rules in this world   di 18 jun 2013 - 9:26


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BerichtOnderwerp: Re: Fools set the rules in this world   za 22 jun 2013 - 6:26

Haast lichtgevende ogen waren verscholen in de toegeworpen schaduw, die de stralen van de maan teweegbrachten. Het dak van de zwarte Oldtimer Mercedes die de lichtstralen afbrak, het niet verder deed laten reiken dan het dashbord door de brekingshoek van de voorruit. De verlichtte metertjes op de display gaven als snelheid ruim 140 km/u aan, de radio speelde zich al uren af, de cijfertjes hadden de minuten, úren zelfs, weg doen laten tikken alsof het secondes waren. Het feit dat de jongeman ruim 3 uur achter het stuur zat, zonder enige pauze zijn oude huis had verlaten, had hem er niet van weerhouden om de te overbruggen afstand in zijn geheel te pakken. Dat door die beslissing nog eens 4 uur extra reistijd op zijn schouders rustte, had hem niet gedeerd. Slaap was een illusie. Zolang hij veilig bleef rijden -zo veilig als hij kon opbrengen tenminste- was er geen vuiltje aan de heldere lucht.

Waarom was hij weggegaan? De jongeman had éen simpele reden. Zijn verleden. Door te vertrekken had hij voorgoed een punt achter zijn verleden gezet.  Wie weet hoelang hij nu weer hier zou blijven, het kon een dag zijn, een maand misschien een jaar. Maar het feit dat hij nu een baan had als leraar op t St.Montgomery gaf hem weer houvast. Hij had nu iets waar hij zijn tijd in kon steken.

De oogleden half dichtgezakt volgden de wielen de rondingen van de weg, ter aandoen van zijn handen die het stuur onder controle hielden. Hij reed te luchtig om veilig over de wegen te scheuren, eersdaags blies hij de motor op of kwam hij tot stilstand tegen een boom in een scherpe bocht. Hij keek nuchter tegen die voorspellingen op. Als het zo was, kon hij er niks meer aan doen. Hoe groot was de kans? Voor hetzelfde geld, glijd je uit en val je van de trap. Beetje ongeluk en verkeerde valbreking, en ook jij stond niet meer op. De dood kreeg hem niet bang. Niemand kreeg hem bang. Storm geloofde niet dat hij onschendbaar was, maar wel dat niemand hem aankon. Een klein beetje gezond persoon zou hem -met zijn achtergrondinformatie eerder met een grote boog ontwijken, dan hem uitdagen tot op de vuist gaan.

Naarmate de uren verstreken, verstreek de jongeman's energie. Storm had te lang gereden, te lang stilgezeten. Hij had gepeinsd, over zijn beslissing te vertrekken. De nieuwe plek bood hem nieuwe kansen, kansen die hij met beide handen kon aanpakken en een mooi bestaan opbouwen, of kansen die hij met een vuile blik kon afslaan en het zelf denken te weten. Het was het laatste geworden. Zijn nieuwe status als leraar van de middle class op st montgomery bood hem de nieuwe start waar hij zo lang op gewacht had. Een kans die hij zich niet zomaar meer liet ontnemen, door niemand niet. Een grote smoel bracht je nergens, maar het bleek dat brutale mensen de halve wereld in hun bezit hadden. Hij werd gestraft, maar de koppigheid zelve gaf niet op. Nooit.

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BerichtOnderwerp: Re: Fools set the rules in this world   di 25 jun 2013 - 8:34



Aangezien iedereen hier een voorsteltopic heeft moet ik er  ik ook maar aan geloven...

Mijn naam is Mariëlle maar iedereen noemt me marie, mari of verzin wat origineels.. ik ben 21 Jaar *Yesh very old*. ik ben 1.73 en weeg 55 kilo, heb blond haar *ugh* met blauwe ogen. Ik ben geboren op 20 maart 1992 in Schiedam en ik woon in Vlaardingen, dat ligt naast Rotterdam. Ik RPG nu bijna zo'n 10 jaar, en ik denk dat veel mij wel kennen van Blue moon horses. Op dit moment ben ik bezig met een studie grafisch vormgeven en ben ik bezig aan het 3e jaar op het Grafisch Lyceum Rotterdam. Verder zijn mijn hobby's tekenen, rpg, fotografie, paardrijden.   Verder Idunno .. Ben een redelijk rustig persoon denk ik ook al kan ik soms gestoord *in een goede zin* uit de hoek komen. Verder.

Enkele manga/anime die ik heb gekeken,  
Vampire hunter D, Kuroshitsuji, Death note, Bleach, Trinity blood, Sailor moon, Elfen Lied, Hellsing, Dragon ball z, Avatar, Uraboku(Uragiri wa Boku no Namae wo Shitteiru), Devil may cry, Ghost hunt, Yugioh, One piece, cardcaptor sakura, mermaid melody, Another, The wallflower, Higurashi no Naku Koro ni, Naruto, Full metal alchemist, Soul eater, High school of the dead, Gintama, princess resurrection, Digimon, D.N angel, Code Geass, Ao no exorcist, Sword art, Darker than black, Zetsuen no tempest ... Tsja je moet wat met je leven he =/

Muziek die ik graag luister, van alles maar mijn voorkeur gaat uit naar japanse rock, metal en nou ja je kent het wel, nirvana, guns n roses dat soort dingen.

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BerichtOnderwerp: Re: Fools set the rules in this world   di 2 jul 2013 - 8:41



TEKST.

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BerichtOnderwerp: Re: Fools set the rules in this world   di 2 jul 2013 - 9:30

De jongeman haalde zijn hand door zijn donkerbruine haar. Verveeld gingen zijn ogen van de linkerkant naar de rechterkant van de zaal waar hij zat.. de bibliotheek. De bibliotheek hield hem al geruime tijd bezig met het zoeken van een bepaald boek. Zelfs die aardige vrouw kon het niet vinden, terwijl ze hem nog zo behulpzaam had geholpen. Zuchtend zoekt hij verder langs de rekken, zijn bruine ogen glijden over elk boek wat maar langs kwam. Bruine ogen met een heldere rode gloed.

Ogen die overliepen van emoties en gedachten, maar daarmee geen helderheid creëerden. Integendeel:. Wat valt er immers te halen uit een blik waar woede leeft naast liefde en haat naast verdriet en geluk? Wat valt er te halen uit de ogen van het meest gevreesde roofdier hier op aarde, In plaats van deze wezens te begrijpen werden ze verafschuwt en werden er verhalen over ze verteld die in de verste verten leken op de waarheid.. Mens en vampier kunnen wel degelijk samenleven. Kaname was en is het bewijs hiervan, hij had geen mensen nodig om zichzelf in leven te moeten houden. Maar ieder masker dat hij droeg, was doorgaans compleet verschillend van het voorgaande. Niet het type dat je ook maar enigszins houvast gaf. Al moest hem nagegeven worden dat hij wel eerlijk was: als hij je als zijn vriend beschouwde, kon je er van op aan dat hij je met zijn leven zou beschermen.


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BerichtOnderwerp: Re: Fools set the rules in this world   za 10 aug 2013 - 2:16



Spring was saying goodbye to winter, and she was beginning to dance in the air, tainting it was slightest scent of blossoms. Reducto don't really care about flowers, but it covered scents of death from the winter, and for that he was grateful. Reducto enjoyed the cool air that hung low around him. In the distance, diamonds crashed against the charcoal rocks; it was music to my ears. He did not need to follow the small breeze, but the way it touched his nostrils sent a thrill throughout him.

Life had finally started, since he became a vampire he felt more alive than ever. He could smell better, his eyes were a lot better .. but only at night. That's why he was still hiding himself in de shadows of the trees because the sunlight could still hurt him. It would hurt his eyes, his emerald green eyes.

Reducto was walking slowly trough the edge of the forest. Still in the shadows because he felt a bit unsure about his new life. But he loved the view from here, the endless fields were beautiful and he could see the fireflies dancing above the field from here.

He wasn’t sure where he was going, He was just a giant friesian stallion walking trough the edge of the forest. His green eyes were searching trough the field, maybe he could find some nice snack or he could meet another horse. Maybe he would see 'her' He felt happiness and sadness at the same time when he thought of image, Happiness because of his new life, and sadness because he betrayed his best friend by what he became, a monster in everyone's eyes. A beautiful but terrifying creature. Altough he didn't see Imagnetrix in a few years he still cared about her, he would always do that. He would literally sacrifice himself for her. She was the only one who did really cared about him, about his life. But he was afraid she would never forgive him for what he became.


A whisper of wind brushes through the large trees. The wind's whisper becomes a violent scream. It weaves it's way through the forest, circling in one certain spot for a moment. After a few heart beats the wind dies down, and Reducto turned his view to the forest, he tought he saw something, or someone. he stood still, but after a few seconds he sigh and said to himself "Easy guy, there's nothing there only the wind and some other creatures maybe" while he told himself that he shivered. creatures .. what creatures would hide in the forest? Maybe there were dragons or giant spiders or maybe worse .. a sinister smile escaped from his mouth .. "Giant spiders" he laughed .. Giant spiders, why did he say that. Reducto was like 6 feet tall he could crush a spider without even using his weight. But a giant spider, was he able to kill that? His smile disappeared. Ashamed of his thoughts he turned his body around and started walking into the forest, he had seen enough fireflies, It's dinner time ..


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BerichtOnderwerp: Re: Fools set the rules in this world   ma 23 sep 2013 - 2:05



Spring was saying goodbye to winter, and she was beginning to dance in the air, tainting it was slightest scent of blossoms. Reducto don't really care about flowers, but it covered scents of death from the winter, and for that he was grateful. Reducto enjoyed the cool air that hung low around him. In the distance, diamonds crashed against the charcoal rocks; it was music to my ears. He did not need to follow the small breeze, but the way it touched his nostrils sent a thrill throughout him.

Life had finally started, since he became a vampire he felt more alive than ever. He could smell better, his eyes were a lot better .. but only at night. That's why he was still hiding himself in de shadows of the trees because the sunlight could still hurt him. It would hurt his eyes, his emerald green eyes.

Reducto was walking slowly trough the edge of the forest. Still in the shadows because he felt a bit unsure about his new life. But he loved the view from here, the endless fields were beautiful and he could see the fireflies dancing above the field from here.

He wasn’t sure where he was going, He was just a giant friesian stallion walking trough the edge of the forest. His green eyes were searching trough the field, maybe he could find some nice snack or he could meet another horse. Maybe he would see 'her' He felt happiness and sadness at the same time when he thought of image, Happiness because of his new life, and sadness because he betrayed his best friend by what he became, a monster in everyone's eyes. A beautiful but terrifying creature. Altough he didn't see Imagnetrix in a few years he still cared about her, he would always do that. He would literally sacrifice himself for her. She was the only one who did really cared about him, about his life. But he was afraid she would never forgive him for what he became.


A whisper of wind brushes through the large trees. The wind's whisper becomes a violent scream. It weaves it's way through the forest, circling in one certain spot for a moment. After a few heart beats the wind dies down, and Reducto turned his view to the forest, he tought he saw something, or someone. he stood still, but after a few seconds he sigh and said to himself "Easy guy, there's nothing there only the wind and some other creatures maybe" while he told himself that he shivered. creatures .. what creatures would hide in the forest? Maybe there were dragons or giant spiders or maybe worse .. a sinister smile escaped from his mouth .. "Giant spiders" he laughed .. Giant spiders, why did he say that. Reducto was like 6 feet tall he could crush a spider without even using his weight. But a giant spider, was he able to kill that? His smile disappeared. Ashamed of his thoughts he turned his body around and started walking into the forest, he had seen enough fireflies, It's dinner time ..

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Spring was saying goodbye to winter, and she was beginning to dance in the air, tainting it was slightest scent of blossoms. Reducto don't really care about flowers, but it covered scents of death from the winter, and for that he was grateful. Reducto enjoyed the cool air that hung low around him. In the distance, diamonds crashed against the charcoal rocks; it was music to my ears. He did not need to follow the small breeze, but the way it touched his nostrils sent a thrill throughout him.

Life had finally started, since he became a vampire he felt more alive than ever. He could smell better, his eyes were a lot better .. but only at night. That's why he was still hiding himself in de shadows of the trees because the sunlight could still hurt him. It would hurt his eyes, his emerald green eyes.

Reducto was walking slowly trough the edge of the forest. Still in the shadows because he felt a bit unsure about his new life. But he loved the view from here, the endless fields were beautiful and he could see the fireflies dancing above the field from here.

He wasn’t sure where he was going, He was just a giant friesian stallion walking trough the edge of the forest. His green eyes were searching trough the field, maybe he could find some nice snack or he could meet another horse. Maybe he would see 'her' He felt happiness and sadness at the same time when he thought of image, Happiness because of his new life, and sadness because he betrayed his best friend by what he became, a monster in everyone's eyes. A beautiful but terrifying creature. Altough he didn't see Imagnetrix in a few years he still cared about her, he would always do that. He would literally sacrifice himself for her. She was the only one who did really cared about him, about his life. But he was afraid she would never forgive him for what he became.


A whisper of wind brushes through the large trees. The wind's whisper becomes a violent scream. It weaves it's way through the forest, circling in one certain spot for a moment. After a few heart beats the wind dies down, and Reducto turned his view to the forest, he tought he saw something, or someone. he stood still, but after a few seconds he sigh and said to himself "Easy guy, there's nothing there only the wind and some other creatures maybe" while he told himself that he shivered. creatures .. what creatures would hide in the forest? Maybe there were dragons or giant spiders or maybe worse .. a sinister smile escaped from his mouth .. "Giant spiders" he laughed .. Giant spiders, why did he say that. Reducto was like 6 feet tall he could crush a spider without even using his weight. But a giant spider, was he able to kill that? His smile disappeared. Ashamed of his thoughts he turned his body around and started walking into the forest, he had seen enough fireflies, It's dinner time ..
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BerichtOnderwerp: Re: Fools set the rules in this world   ma 18 aug 2014 - 3:59

Spring was saying goodbye to winter, and she was beginning to dance in the air, tainting it was slightest scent of blossoms. Reducto don't really care about flowers, but it covered scents of death from the winter, and for that he was grateful. Reducto enjoyed the cool air that hung low around him. In the distance, diamonds crashed against the charcoal rocks; it was music to my ears. He did not need to follow the small breeze, but the way it touched his nostrils sent a thrill throughout him.

Life had finally started, since he became a vampire he felt more alive than ever. He could smell better, his eyes were a lot better .. but only at night. That's why he was still hiding himself in de shadows of the trees because the sunlight could still hurt him. It would hurt his eyes, his emerald green eyes.

Reducto was walking slowly trough the edge of the forest. Still in the shadows because he felt a bit unsure about his new life. But he loved the view from here, the endless fields were beautiful and he could see the fireflies dancing above the field from here.

A whisper of wind brushes through the large trees. The wind's whisper becomes a violent scream. It weaves it's way through the forest, circling in one certain spot for a moment. After a few heart beats the wind dies down, and Reducto turned his view to the forest, he tought he saw something, or someone. he stood still, but after a few seconds he sigh and said to himself "Easy guy, there's nothing there only the wind and some other creatures maybe" while he told himself that he shivered. creatures .. what creatures would hide in the forest? Maybe there were dragons or giant spiders or maybe worse .. a sinister smile escaped from his mouth .. "Giant spiders" he laughed .. Giant spiders, why did he say that. Reducto was like 6 feet tall he could crush a spider without even using his weight. But a giant spider, was he able to kill that? His smile disappeared. Ashamed of his thoughts he turned his body around and started walking into the forest, he had seen enough fireflies, It's dinner time ..


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