And now I drink blood.

Alright, so, for those of you who are wondering, I was bored, so I decided to come and do this...
This is an rp about a band of heroes with quite the unlikely origin. They're fighting to bring down the Occult, more commonly known as 'the cult,' a cultist organization structuring society in order to hurt people as much as they can.
Just in case you're wondering, my character is a vampire.

((Awesome. I was kind of concern for you for a second, but this is much better.))

((Are you talking about Destiny the Taken King?))

((Character:
Tyler Schmidt
Description (physical):
Tyler is six feet tall, he has silvery-white hair and a sharp jaw. His eyes are a deep gold color, as a result of experimentation and such. His skin is as white as a bone, and he has wide shoulders and a strong build. His teeth are razor sharp, and when he smiles people tend to get aq bit woozy. His blood is a rich gold, so he has no red flesh...))

((I'm getting woozy reading about him. To clarify, I'm glad this isn't Stephine Meyer's crappy version of vamps.))

I sat in the dark room, staring at the grey floor as water dripped continuously. ((He's a bit grumpy at first...)) Dark, damp and warm. Just how mould likes it. Just how I frekkin hated it. I belonged in the sun. I belonged with the grass, and trees. With other people. Once upone a time. Before those frekking ***** got their hands on me... I let out a low, guttural growl. Anger began to fester in my chest, but I let out a breath, suppressing it. Just thinking about the hooded **** made me want to scream. I watched my claws extend and retract as I flexed little muscles in my fingertips. I slashed my arm with a "Ha!!!," hoping to feel pain for more than a second, but, as always, the pasty skin sealed over the golden tendons and blood vessels in miliseconds. "Freck!!!" I yelled as I punched a wall. Thanks to those cultists, I couldn't go near a human for five seconds without them being hauled to a hospital. A tray slid through a slot under the cold steel door, with a hurried "I love you!" Shouted by my mom as she was dragged away. I walked over, and smiled as I glanced over her signature meatloaf and fruit salad. Then the smile passed. I picked up a square latex bag and pulled the seal off the IV hook-in. I let a small drop fall onto my tongue, and spit it out. It was like drinking liquid pennies mixed with rich tomato sauce. It was duisgusting, and having to consume it made me so... so angry. You see, I use to drink water to live. And now I drink blood.

((If anyone wants to join they can, and you can just ask if you need info on the plot line.))

((I'm thinking of a character. Whether to make her a kickbutt vamp, or a human that still kicks butt. Give me a second.))

((Oh, Tyler's the only vampire. I can explain if you want.))

((*backs away slowly after reading the first paragraph*))

((Fine by me. Makes my decision easier.))

((Lol Staci, agreed))

((Sorry, Staci... This is a really intense rp.))
((And Jaydinn, all you need to know for now is that the Occult did experiments on a group of unwilling teens, changing their biology and turning them into superhumans with super strength, superhuman speed, intelligence, and the ability to manipulate certain quanta or energies. The basic groups are Dark Elf, who are super fast and strong, and have the ability to drain energy from anything, and must drain a life form's energy to live. There are the wood elves, who are super smart, fast and strong, and have the ability to heal and manipulate heat energy. High Elves have the ability to manipulate light quanta, and are extremely smart, as well as being practically invincible. All races have combined infrared vision, electro and echo location, as well as timpanum similar to a frog's and touch-at-a-distance hairs, or in other words, spidey-sense. High elves can also do telepathy.

*)) (( Sorry, Staci, this one is fairly intense...))

((I'm fine with intense things, I watch Sherlock and Criminal Minds with my sister for goodness sake. I just hadn't expected the first paragraph to have been completely confusing, and to be sitting there like "What on Earth does any of this even mean?". Plus, the whole vampire thing where he said "I belonged in the sun". If he's a vampire at that point in time he doesn't belong in the sun. Sunlight hurts vampires, unless they're the stupid ones that sparkle when they go into direct sunlight))

((He's still grumpy over being albino now. I was going to write exposition later on, but I suppose I should write it now...))

((Caroline Tepes.
Appearance: Raven black hair with streaks of red in it. Olive skin, full lips, soft face. 5'3" but very nicely toned. She's a runner.
Personality: Sassy, sarcastic, blunt, tempermental. However, she's very kind hearted, and compassionate.))

((What is her race?)) ((All of the Occult's victims have been recovered and have been placed in secretive military holding cells. They were all together in a vacant rehab facility at first, but then Tyler's modifications manifested and he was put in isolation.))

((Also, High Elves don't come in tiill later, sorry.))

((A well tanned Caucasian. Where can my character come in?))

((Well I'm at Lagoon so... Bye bye))

((Have fun, Water Girl!))

((*debates whether or not to join* Meh, I dunno how I'd enter, so I'll just wait...))

((In her cell. Hers is basically like a hospital room, only without any monitors or anything, and everything's all clean. She has her own desk and bookshelf, just like everyone else.))
((I meant what elven race is she?))
((Bye!))

((You can join if you want, Staci. Your character can just be in their room/cell.))