I can't run this group no more sadly :c
so who wants to run the show? any takers?
oki so either or seem the most interested in being founder.
which one of you two REAAAAAALLY wants to be leader c:
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Project S - Chapter 8Emily and Dante turned around towards the man behind them. The first thing they met with was his devious smile, stretched wide from cheek to cheek.Project S - Chapter 8 by WhiteNoiseGhost
It didn't nearly inhabit the proportions of an ordinary smile, and not those of a villainous grin or a psychopath's smile, either. The only description that fit it properly was a bitter smile. One that wasn't happy nor crazy, but sinister; a remnant of a tormented soul. Yet, the man didn't show any signs of being anything close to broken. Instead, his attitude showed great pride and superiority. A pure image of might.
Emily was the first of the two to become stricken by the man's intimidating figure. She noticed she had subconsciously backed off a little to hide behind Dante, her flightless wings held high, alerted by the hostile presence. It bugged her that she couldn't see the man's eyes. They were shy, unlike his attitude, because they hid themselves behind a pair of sunglasses and a few strands of dark, wavy hair. They kept his so
Project S - Chapter 7Cindy's terrified eyes shifted to Rancor. "S-Sir Crimson, what are you doing? Why did you activate the parasite?"Project S - Chapter 7 by WhiteNoiseGhost
"Well, miss Gothenburg, I'm seeing what Project S is capable of, combat-wise. Since that happens to be his initial purpose that, due to earlier problems, still hasn't been tested properly... What else would I be doing?" Rancor replied in a voice so calm, that it sent chills down Cindy's spine. He acted so feelingless, near what seemed to be psychopathic, even.
She glanced at the young vampire, who lay on the floor convulsed and caught in his inner battle against a parasitic fluid that attempted to warp his mind. It was a battle that he was going to lose in only a few seconds. A ticking time bomb. Seconds that could mean the difference between life and death for Cindy. Her fate would either be sealed or not, depening on her actions here and now. ('Now's your chance, Cindy. Jab that self-defense syringe into him before it's too late!') her thoughts yelled at her. But she coul
Project S - Chapter 2Marthus' notebook containing notes on Project S:Project S - Chapter 2 by WhiteNoiseGhost
"Subject indeed seems to be, just as we suspected and hoped for, perfectly compatible with the Zeta-5C06 parasite fluid. It almost immediately managed to achieve a perfect symbiosis with the host, which led to absolutely astounding results when commands were given. Test results reveal that the parasite not only taps into the conscious side, but also influences the subconscious. As such, it could even manage to surpress the vampire's natural bloodlust or make it attack and kill other captured vampires. However, due to Zeta-5C06's parasitic nature, the host passed out of what seemed to be fatigue or lack of energy, about an hour after injection of the fluid. Something yet needs to be done about that. Host is currently kept isolated in a seperate chamber and under constant supervision. It has been drugged for the time being to assure safety for both the parasite and the host and to avoid trouble."
"He's dead..." A little girl wept while sit
Project S - PrologueBlack Rose HQProject S - Prologue by WhiteNoiseGhost
Testing Chamber #3
The unsaturated, industrial gray of the walls and the ceiling were the first thing Allen saw when he opened his eyes. His vision was too blurry, so he could barely make out anything else aside from these boundaries of the cold, metallic room he was in.
('What is this place...?') he thought, trying to surpress a headache while at the same time attempting to focus his vision. After an uncomforting silence, he noticed that a shadowy figure was standing in front of him, smiling down at him intimidatingly. It's sudden appearance startled the vampire, which made him want to back off quickly. Alas, in the very same second he realized he was strapped to a table. The figure couldn't help but laugh quietly at the young vampire's hopeless efforts.
"Finally awake, kid?" he said in a slightly mocking voice, "We really should take note of the amount of narcotics we use on you, because damn, you took your time being out cold, ya know?"
"Matt, who the hell are
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