The Crypto-Chronicles Working Thread

I will post later today, school and all that jazz, so far excellent contributions as usual..lol.. I guess excellence bleeds excellene all the time right. Anyway, be back in a few.

Jakes51
NAME Dieter Weiss
AGE 100
BLOODLINE The Blood Line of Lilith

The cold arctic wind blew across "the city of the dead" as my unit and I referred to it as.

So much carnage and death. So this is what the Fuhrer has in store for Germany and the rest of world? The human is surely the most savage of beasts in the jungle. Thank goodness the frigid arctic chill subdued the stench of decomposition. Now you may be thinking that I am an innocent caught up in the fray of WWII? You are right to a certain degree, however, I have gallons and gallons of blood on my hands. I killed with the the best of them in Himmler's SS. We laid waste to Poland and now Russia. I never agreed with the killings personally, but I went along with them, because I thought it was my duty as a soldier.

We rounded up men, women, children, the elderly, the in firmed . . . . Some of my comrades got a sadistic glee in their eyes when performing the acts to unarmed civilians. I, however, had deep remorse, but I was a soldier in Hitler's 3rd Reich and it was my duty to my country. I being the head of officer of my unit I just followed and handed down orders to my subordinates. We ransacked residences, plundered, raped, murdered, destroyed property, and other atrocities. I thought we were clearing the city for the upcoming Wermacht units behind us. War is truly hell! Now we await the onslaught of the Red Army and our demise is only a matter of time. We have been able to fortify ourselves in a run-down building but how long our defenses will hold up; only God knows? Day in and day out artillery has been pummeling near and around our position. I hear the shrieks of death in the night. However, these ones sound different from what I have heard thus far in the war. They are blood curdling and make the little hairs on your back stand up. These screams are only heard in the night hours and then during the day the usual sounds of death and destruction commence. I sent my men out of the fortification to investigate when I deemed the coast was clear during the early morning twilight and what they have told me is quite horrific in description. Decease soldiers from both sides Soviet and German have been found dismembered and drained of bodily fluids. One corporal commented that the men looked petrified.

So needless to say, my men and I, are quite frightened when night falls. Not so much the imminent Soviet advance and retaking of the city, but those ungodly screams and the cause of them. I understand that my men are the most vile creatures imaginable but whatever is killing German and Soviet soldiers is far worse and an evil as old as time itself. Maybe this phantom in the night is our reckoning? Communications have been cut for some time now with command. We have been virtually cut off and ammo is running low. We stand guard in torn and tattered clothes and with meager rations. Its so cold.

Night has come, and with night, fear consumes my men.

Stay vigilant and on guard. Lay waste to any Bolshevik savage that tries to overtake our position!

I scanned the horizon which was dark and silent; a dead silent. As I was removing the binoculars from my eyes I heard a loud thunderous noise and immediately I was thrown from my feet and another soldier alongside me was twisted and mutilated and screaming in agony. I looked over at my soldier and knew he was going to be dead soon. Immediately, I thought the Reds would be storming the perimeter any time after the artillery strike. The hum in my ears from the explosion subsided and now I heard the sound of gunfire and that blood curdling scream. I thought maybe it was the war cry of the Reds upon us, but in an instant, the shrieks and gunfire stopped, and as I lay, back against the wall in the throes of death with shrapnel in my side; a severed headed was thrown in my lap from the darkness before me. The head was that of my soldier Private Gruber. Immediately, I tossed the head off my lap and shrieked, then in an instant, a figure appeared and was kneeling before me. The figure was very pale and had pointed ears with demonic looking eyes. It was a man at least from what I observed.

I said to it in German, So you have been the phantom in the night devouring soldiers? It remained silent and continued to stare upon me. Are you the Devil and come to claim my soul? Still silence . . . I slowly un-holstered my Walther P38 and aimed. Then it spoke in Russian, Silly man, that toy won't work on me, but if inclined; by all means shoot. I knew Russian thanks to my studies at the University of Munich before the war.

So I commenced firing but to no avail. Clearly, this man was not human? I responded in Russian, Well I am all out of options do with me what you did to my men, and have at it. Then it said, Oh no, I am not going to kill you but give you a gift; a gift unlike any a mortal man can attain. I responded with anger, What gift is that you speak of but death and the end of my suffering and wretchedness!? It said, Immortality. I responded, Do with my what you will. However, before you begin what ever it is you have in store, why me, and only gruesome deaths for my brave soldiers? It said, Like you and Germany, my kind has been in bitter warfare as well, but for thousands of years with a brutal an unforgiving enemy and what I value in you is your perseverance, ruthlessness when needed, and your will to do what others can not. It continued . . . You have led your men quite well amidst insurmountable odds and under a heavy assault by the Russian army on the horizon. I asked the creature what it's name is and it responded, You will learn in due time who I am and what I am. So will you join me and my kind? I will only ask once. So what will it be? I immediately gazed down at the mangle soldier beside me and thought about spending the rest of the war or longer in a Soviet Gulag if I am still alive when the Red Army descends upon my position. Then I thought what will become of my wife and children back in Germany when the Red Army descends on Berlin; will they receive brutal reprisal for my acts against the Russian people? Then I thought, I am more useful to them alive in any state than dead. Yes, give me immortality as you have offered. Then it said, Before I begin, a few rules; you may only travel under the cover of darkness, you must rest during the day because sunlight will kill you, and you must feed on the blood of the living to sustain life. As soon as I complete my task, you will awaken tomorrow night and have a new outlook on the world. Let the gift grow on you and over time you will learn our ways. In an instant the creature opened its mouth and fangs appeared and it lurched upon me like a ravenous beast along my neck and moments later I blacked out.

The following evening I awoke from my unconsciousness to darkness. Apparently, the creature buried me beneath the ground because dirt got in my eyes and mouth. I panicked for a moment and then claws protruded from my hands and ravenously dug myself from my mortal grave. As I gazed into the darkness, I could see in the darkness as though it was day. Plus, I could hear the sounds of Russian music from the the encampment miles away which would be virtually impossible for a human. In addition, I could also smell the stench of vodka from their breath. This to was impossible because there was no one around for miles. So my new life as an immortal began and all I knew was that I had to make it back to Berlin to protect my family. I was able to make it to Germany while traveling alongside the marauding Soviet hordes feeding upon them as I needed and finding safe haven during the day. My family survived the war under my watchful eye but they never knew of my fate during the war. I was never in contact with them personally, but I watched my wife remarry and my children grow to start lives of their own. I carried on by feeding on the living and hopefully meeting more like me and once again meeting my maker. However, my ruthlessness only grew as I became an immortal and life meant even less to me than when I was human.

Appearance and Characteristics: Cold steely blue eyes, tall in stature, close cropped black hair, muscular build, a death's head tattoo on forearm, impeccable taste in suits, well spoken in English, German, and Russian, speaks English with distinct German accent, cold and calculating, somewhat ruthless when carrying out orders and enforcing vampiric policy, supreme distrust of both vampires and lycans and their agendas, and slow to take sides or stances on anything, but when sides are taken, unfettered loyalty is the result.

Well, here's the bio for my character let me know what you guys think and how I can tie him into the story thus far. Sorry I'm a little late but I just saw the thread the other day. I have already ran everything by Myth up to this point.



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Excellent bio man. Glad you decided to join us. Welcome!

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Awesome Jakes51! Glad to see you come along. I'm sure there are a million ways to tie you into the story. The bio is fantastic and your writing is no joke. Thanks again for deciding to join.

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I'm glad you enjoyed reading it and I enjoyed writing it. Now I just have to wait and see what the others think and go from there. Any suggestions how you think I should tie this character into the current plot? I have some ideas but I would like to get a general consensus among all involved.

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Well, my clan is about to cut monetary ties with the lilith clan. You could pipe in when you notice a deposit was denied into the Marcus account. I will not be writing my next post until tonight though. Or you could make a post about the reprocussions in your clan, with the recent peace treaty degradations. Maybe a hunt scene.

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Where did the riff occur? That is interesting, does your clan think the Lilith are weak from their actions at the summit concerning the treaty? I might chime in with hunt while en-route to London from Germany. I'm still shuffling ideas at the moment. If you have any more suggestions feel free to share them. Keep up the good work.

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Thanks for the kind words and I am looking forward to contributing to what is looking to be an outstanding supernatural tale.

reply to post by Jakes51


The treaty was already on the rocks cause of Rogue vampire and Werewolf attacks on each side. It was widened with my "words of encouragement" at the meeting that took place at the main vampire compound in london.

We are cutting ties with the Lilith clan to prove to magnus that we are not just a bunch of new-born children who need his protection.

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Great first post. I'm glad we have more active writers it will add to the story.
Great work so far guys. I'll finish what I have been working on and post today. sorry about the delay. Real life crept in yesterday.

Good to have you aboard my friend. Great bio, I love the German SS bio, that's fantastic.

As far as getting into the story, I don't think you'll need our help in getting involved. We do have over 5000 known vampires that live in either the USA or London/Europe.

You can simply show up at the compound if you wish, you would be welcome, or if any of the writters want you can interject yourself into their story.

Either way I look forward to my character meeting yours .

~Keeper

I just put a post up for today. Toodles, I hope I am protected from your relentless foot soldiers for a little while. Let's hope so. I am not sure where to take the next step but it is intriguing to say the least. I wished our new recruit had taken the side of the werewolves, but hey, we will deal with him when the time comes. Just kidding, I'm glad your on board.

Edit to add, Slay, any idea on how to resize that image. I see how to move it to the left and right but I do not know how to resize. Or do I need to find an image that is the proper size in the first place?

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HAHA! Nice post Jackflap! I will have some fun trying to figure that one out! Guess it pays to know drug lords after all lol.

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Welcome to the party.. loved the bio, very good.

Too bad you joined the vamps though, looks like we will be enemies

If there are any other writers out there looking to get involved then nows the time to step forward... especially if you want to be a werewolf, we need more wolves in our pack, plus im still looking for a writer to be my wife... only in the story not the real world...

Im off to read the new posts...

My next post will be up tomorrow now,

Laters,

JQ.

Alright my new post is up. I decided to split my post up so that way the journey is continued in my next post!

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Toodles, I did forget one thing to add in my last post. Check it out. It is the last two sentences.

Alright then, happy day folks.

My post should be up shortly and very nice post my Myth and Jack.

Time to make Mr Toodles a little afraid .

~Keeper

Well my post for the day is up and running.

Mr Toodles, you are in for a surprise .

~Keeper

Man, this is getting crazy! Myth, tothetenth excellent posts. I noticed a few mistakes in both posts though. Myth, some spelling nothing major, tothetenth the tell tale color=orange is present again. All in all nothing to sweat as your story telling makes up for any mistakes. I just wanted to point them out and make you guys aware. This is coming along really cool. I cannot wait to see what happens!

SLAYER69 I love this guy you have created! He is intense. Very good descriptions of everything going on with him. I found only one line you might want to address.

Brain asked as he poured himself another cup of hot coffee.

A product of fast typing I'm sure. I can't wait to see what this guy is up to!

He was greeted by Brain a few minutes later.

Oops, make that two. I was re reading it because I wanted to take it all in.

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