2005-04-02 [Bloody Tears]: Whatever you wish

2005-04-03 [FireGypsy]: lol this wiki isnt a clan, its just a page with information on vampires. You can still make a character, this is just a fun rpg i made.

2005-04-03 [~Lord Sameth~]: .< but I no want to... Do I have to?

2005-04-04 [FireGypsy]: yus. that way, we will know your character a little before you start playing.

2005-04-18 [pajero]: hi ravendark, l am really glad to have a beautiful and nice friend like you

2005-04-20 [FireGypsy]: lol *blushes* thank you very much =D

2005-05-13 [Ħαρρy €αггøŧ Mαηҳҳ_♂]: ohhhhh my head!what's going on?

2005-05-13 [Ħαρρy €αггøŧ Mαηҳҳ_♂]: hello,is anyone there?

2005-05-14 [Roosey]: I'm here

2005-05-14 [Ħαρρy €αггøŧ Mαηҳҳ_♂]: thank goodness,it's good to see some one elses face

2005-05-19 [notcher]: Greetings vampires...

2005-05-19 [Ħαρρy €αггøŧ Mαηҳҳ_♂]: *looks around*

2005-05-19 [notcher]: So where are we I wonder? Anyone willing to ask *looks around*

2005-05-20 [FireGypsy]: *a voice comes out of nowhere, "you are in my rpg room, start rping lol since everyone just chose to chat. Just start with a storyline and everyone will follow."*

2005-05-20 [notcher]: We need a building or setting...

2005-05-20 [FireGypsy]: just use your imagination and just make up a scenario and start rping

2005-05-20 [Katherine]: *thinks* well, we could do something like, after a huge attack on the vampyres by humans all around the world, vampyres have been nearly wiped out. The date can be, the 1800's or something. a nice era ^^ anyway, yes, we are the survivors. could that work? where are we hiding?

2005-05-21 [notcher]: I'm not a Vamp though, I'm a Night Elf... (please don't slay me) I've Come to befriend the Lonely vampire Race! *looks around*

2005-05-21 [Ħαρρy €αггøŧ Mαηҳҳ_♂]: I'm not a vampire ether,well...not completly any way

2005-05-21 [FireGypsy]: well if your on the vampire's side, Humans will stilla attempt to slay you lol. Okay how about i try to start, bear with me i just woke up.

2005-05-21 [FireGypsy]: It was a long cold night. The air was brisk. Is was mid February and there was still snow on the grownd. A slight snow had started to fall. A woman named Morgan, seemingly in her 20's, walked down the street of a small city. She didnt looked like she was dressed for winter, but she didnt look cold either. She had on tight black pants with Black leather boots that rose hlafway up her calf. She wore a tight, black bustier trimmed with red. She wore her winter trenchcoat which flowed behind her as she walked. Her hair, just swaying in the wind like it had no place. She was in deep though. I was very quiet out. Even her footsteps seem to have no sound. She liked the quiet though, she thought