Shina
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Shiny Shina
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Post by Shina on Aug 18, 2008 14:40:23 GMT -8
Well, just as the title says: How were you turned?
I was a bit inebriated, coming home from a tavern. I took a shortcut through an alley, and caught up with a relatively large man who I at the time thought had a liking for rare steak. I didn't realize the blood around his mouth was human blood. But that's pretty much how it happened.
Anybody care to share?
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Josephine
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~Eternally..~
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Post by Josephine on Aug 18, 2008 15:09:06 GMT -8
Umm, ran into the wrong part of town who seemed to know my best friend was a vampire (which I did not know at the time) and the jerk nearly killed me. Abby turned me out of pure mercy since she didn't want to let me die. Lesson one learned there, doesn't matter if sharp impliment is silver or steel while mortal...both hurt equally bad.
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Post by Katastrophe St. John-Talon on Aug 18, 2008 15:51:04 GMT -8
After having heard the screams of my son, I found both him and my husband drained of their blood. When the asshole attacked me, I bit him back. I'm sure he didn't expect it, and I don't recall the pain of being turned because the pain of losing my husband and child was all that was at the forefront of my thoughts.
He left me for dead, not realizing I had been turned at all.
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Blade
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Post by Blade on Aug 18, 2008 17:06:19 GMT -8
Met a guy named Sebastien. He was such a sweetie that I kinda.. fell in love. Whoops! Stupid me agreed when he said he wanted to turn me, and we traveled for... about 75 or so years. *nod* ..until I came to RB. He left then. Have to say I still love the guy. One'a my best and (obviously) oldest friends.
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Lyric
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Post by Lyric on Aug 18, 2008 17:58:19 GMT -8
I was bitten.
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Kyo Frisk Vaughan
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Post by Kyo Frisk Vaughan on Aug 18, 2008 18:02:41 GMT -8
Pretty dramatic. My whole village was attacked by stupid ones that were on a blood frenzy. Escaped for two years with my siblings, one by one we died, I was the only one left after a couple of years. Then when they caught up, they ended up turning me. Weird, everyone else died and I lived, in a sense.
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Tifereth
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Because some people have short memory.
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Post by Tifereth on Aug 18, 2008 18:22:25 GMT -8
I was turned by Thylantis a few years ago. I wasn't human before that, mind you.
Anyway, that's what happened. I came to RavenBlack, about to die and Thylantis bit me. I'm still here.
Ugh, I can't believe I just admitted to that in public.
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Jaenelle
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Post by Jaenelle on Aug 18, 2008 18:28:28 GMT -8
I loved her, and wanted to be with her forever. I was turned for that exact reason, to be a lifelong companion. In the end she chose to sleep forever, than spend eternity with me.
Harsh blow to my ego.
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Boomerangele
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Post by Boomerangele on Aug 18, 2008 19:55:48 GMT -8
I was killed by a vampire looking to find a cure for holy water. He came to our cottage door while my father was out hunting. I laughed at him because he thought we were witches.
He grabbed me by my throat and started throttling me. My hands went instinctively to my neck to try to dislodge his death grip on my windpipe. I could hear my siblings crying and screaming in the background. I tried to scream as well, scream for them to go get Father to help me, but only vague gurgles came out of my throat. I could not breathe and try as I might, no air came into my lungs. I tried vainly to kick him, to stomp on his feet, to push him away from me with my body and my legs. When I realized I could not stop him by prying away his fingers even digging my nails into his white flesh, I reached out with my right hand and managed to grab one of the butchering knives. I began to plunge it into him, his shoulder, his back, anywhere I could reach. It slowed him down, especially when the knife-edge tore at his forearm and fingers. It made him take one hand off my neck to grab the knife away from me. He backhanded me across the face and I tasted blood. I don’t know if it was his from his wounds or my own. That is all I remember.
I awoke in a cave, my two brothers and two sisters laid out next to me. The ground was too hard to dig a grave. I must have accidentally taken in his blood in the struggle of my death. I wandered many years alone before my sponsorshiop to RavenBlack City.
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Frozen Nova
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Post by Frozen Nova on Aug 18, 2008 20:18:01 GMT -8
I was buying tobacco for my father, I was attacked, I was almost crucified until my brother killed my father and the other man. We ran, he disappeared, blah blah blah. Came to the City and ran aimlessly.
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Irk
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Post by Irk on Aug 18, 2008 23:43:37 GMT -8
I was a highwayman, just picked the wrong person to rob one night. Obviously I failed. He even made off with my horse, the cad.
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Blade
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Post by Blade on Aug 19, 2008 2:47:30 GMT -8
I loved her, and wanted to be with her forever. I was turned for that exact reason, to be a lifelong companion. In the end she chose to sleep forever, than spend eternity with me. Harsh blow to my ego. Yay, we're both saps! >.>
and lulz, Pepper. YOU THIEF.
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Post by black_dragonet on Aug 19, 2008 3:19:39 GMT -8
I was born in Versailles (in France) in 1661. My mother gave birth to me when my father was attending the new king’s coronation. I was the fourth son to a country noble, living in a small town in the southwest of France. We had a small estate, and bred ducks. The area of France where I spent all my human existence is called Périgord. I’d say it is the land of the good food… My childhood is not interesting, except that I had no hope of getting the title, but was nonetheless raised to live by the values of my kind, and taught the rules of courtesy. These and swordsmanship are the only things that remain from my existence as a human.
One year a host of thugs decided to raid our lands. We were not able to protect our people, who were beaten, stolen and butchered. Father decided to send someone to the court to get help. Being that I was not the heir, and I was the best swords and wordsman among his sons, it was I who undertook the journey to Versailles.
Versailles was full of leeches… I had to spar my way to get an audience with somebody who could get me an audience with the king. Some day, the son to a higher noble shot a deprecating comment about the place I live and my parents, slighting my honour. I answered on the spot that maybe my parents where breeding ducks and children alike, but that his were raising pigs and children alike. Litters are scarcer, but by no means prettier, and that his smell was matching his appearance. Flametempered I already was… This beautiful wordsplay got me the audience and death with as much surety as swordplay would have.
I don’t know whether it was the son or the father who paid for my assassination, but that night when I went back, I met my death. The fellow who was to take me on the other side of life had humour and honour. We fought with sword and words until I was exhausted. By that time I had earned his respect, so he told me that by contract he had to remove me from the world of the living. However, I could choose between eternal death or eternal unlife… I answered him that I didn’t understand. He smiled then made a mistake I afterwards knew for deliberate. He left me an opening and I pulled my sword through his heart, only to find one of his hands on my sword arm, the other on my throat. I looked at his face and saw his fangs. He told me then “Eternal death or eternal unife. I am bound by contract to make you leave the world of the living. Such choice I have never given before, but in the short time we have met, I have come to like you. You can die by my sword, yours, if you prefer, or live a vampire like me. Only daylight and silver through the heart can kill you then.” I knew what my fate and my choice would be then.
That night, I became a vampire…
The next thing I did was going to the house of my morning’s foe, killing him as well as his father, but sparing his sisters and mother. They had no part in this all. I left a bloody hand imprint on the pillow next to their heads though, to imprint in their minds that they had been spared, and that only because I had wished so.
*bows* Sorry, mine is a long story. I hope I didn't bore you dead...
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Irk
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Post by Irk on Aug 19, 2008 4:35:42 GMT -8
and lulz, Pepper. YOU THIEF. Everyone's a thief nowadays. I wonder if more were turned through choice or against their will? ~Ponders.~
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Post by Katastrophe St. John-Talon on Aug 19, 2008 8:23:27 GMT -8
*bows* Sorry, mine is a long story. I hope I didn't bore you dead... Hee hee, I gave the shortened version of mine. I'm actually finding most of these to be quite interesting. It's very interesting how each of us seem to have a different story.
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