Vampire Karma Dementia
Clan:
Character description
"The swelling, the thickening
My blood rushing to concentrated areas.
My only home, my only constant
Nothing left in life to rely on,
Nothing sweeter then earing
The metallic savior call my name
From beyond it's casting
I must complete the puzzle
Engraved into my skin each night,
Forming a picture of perfection
Shades of red and pink
Dance around my veins
And drip to my fingertips
Resting at last under my nails.
Every tear that falls in unison
With each slash of the skin
Is one of needed release.
Comforting me, yet ripping me to shreds,
Crying out for the end
Bleeding from the beginning
Waiting hopelessly to drop the blade,
Needing with desire to press harder
And spread my personal Morphine
To the edge of conscience darkness
I wake, roll down my sleeve
And wait 'till tomorrow.."
†BLOOD ARENA†
RP SETTING
The fog was thick, the dense layer of cloud enveloping the area, hindering visibility quite a bit. The moon was full and bright, however the thick mist seemed to filter it's light quite a bit. The whole concept of seeing past your nose farther than 4-5 meters was preposterous. However, some prowlers amongst the fog enjoyed it. Found comfort in it. Amongst the dense forested area was a clearing, within' the center of the clearing was a large, imposing edifice. The round structure was quite coliseum looking in design. For those with heightened senses, would note the slight scent of death in the air. In front of the building's main entrance sat a shadow. The being's visual details were obscured by distance, and fog. Only two glowing red eyes could be noted upon the being's face. Crimson orbs illuminated amongst darkness, piercing through the thick fog. The head of the figure turned, the eyes cutting through the fog. Seeming to look directly at you, the figure would rise up slowly to it's feet and turn around. Without haste or any motivation to move quickly the shadow walked into the large 10x8 entrance of the coliseum. The entrance simply a dark rectangular tunnel leading into the building. The figure's darkness would mesh neatly with that of the tunnel as it vanished into the building on silent steps amongst the wet grass.
Inside the building you'd note that the inside was that of a fighting arena. There was a large cement square in the center of the coliseum about 20x20 meters and about a meter off the ground. There was nothing under your feet around the arena, aside from the grass that the coliseum was built upon. About 5 meters away from each corner of the arena was a 10 meter wall that circled the circumscribed the cement square. There were two staircases beside the entrance of the coliseum leading up to empty rows of seats that encircled the arena. It was apparent that this building, before it's abandonment, was used as a public fighting arena.
The arena's decorum consisted of rust and death. Brownish/red stains littered the arena, the fighting stage itself possessing most of the blood. However, stains could even be found in the stands. Although there were no bodies, the blood was most likely from that of unfortunate warriors who had entered on their own two feet and left on their backs.
My blood rushing to concentrated areas.
My only home, my only constant
Nothing left in life to rely on,
Nothing sweeter then earing
The metallic savior call my name
From beyond it's casting
I must complete the puzzle
Engraved into my skin each night,
Forming a picture of perfection
Shades of red and pink
Dance around my veins
And drip to my fingertips
Resting at last under my nails.
Every tear that falls in unison
With each slash of the skin
Is one of needed release.
Comforting me, yet ripping me to shreds,
Crying out for the end
Bleeding from the beginning
Waiting hopelessly to drop the blade,
Needing with desire to press harder
And spread my personal Morphine
To the edge of conscience darkness
I wake, roll down my sleeve
And wait 'till tomorrow.."
†BLOOD ARENA†
RP SETTING
The fog was thick, the dense layer of cloud enveloping the area, hindering visibility quite a bit. The moon was full and bright, however the thick mist seemed to filter it's light quite a bit. The whole concept of seeing past your nose farther than 4-5 meters was preposterous. However, some prowlers amongst the fog enjoyed it. Found comfort in it. Amongst the dense forested area was a clearing, within' the center of the clearing was a large, imposing edifice. The round structure was quite coliseum looking in design. For those with heightened senses, would note the slight scent of death in the air. In front of the building's main entrance sat a shadow. The being's visual details were obscured by distance, and fog. Only two glowing red eyes could be noted upon the being's face. Crimson orbs illuminated amongst darkness, piercing through the thick fog. The head of the figure turned, the eyes cutting through the fog. Seeming to look directly at you, the figure would rise up slowly to it's feet and turn around. Without haste or any motivation to move quickly the shadow walked into the large 10x8 entrance of the coliseum. The entrance simply a dark rectangular tunnel leading into the building. The figure's darkness would mesh neatly with that of the tunnel as it vanished into the building on silent steps amongst the wet grass.
Inside the building you'd note that the inside was that of a fighting arena. There was a large cement square in the center of the coliseum about 20x20 meters and about a meter off the ground. There was nothing under your feet around the arena, aside from the grass that the coliseum was built upon. About 5 meters away from each corner of the arena was a 10 meter wall that circled the circumscribed the cement square. There were two staircases beside the entrance of the coliseum leading up to empty rows of seats that encircled the arena. It was apparent that this building, before it's abandonment, was used as a public fighting arena.
The arena's decorum consisted of rust and death. Brownish/red stains littered the arena, the fighting stage itself possessing most of the blood. However, stains could even be found in the stands. Although there were no bodies, the blood was most likely from that of unfortunate warriors who had entered on their own two feet and left on their backs.
Statistics
| Total loot: | 110,173.81 litres of blood |
| Victims bitten (via link): | 248 |
| Fights: | 713 |
| Victories: | 391 |
| Defeats: | 322 |
| Draws: | 0 |
| Gold gained: | ~ 13,000.00  |
| Gold lost: | ~ 20,000.00 |
| Damage to enemies: | 38826.75 |
| Damage from enemies: | 142704.47 |
The attributes of Karma Dementia:
| Character level: | Level 26 |
| Strength: |    (47) |
| Defence: | (47) |
| Agility: | (47) |
| Stamina: | (48) |
| Dexterity: | (47) |
| Experience: |   (3417|3380) |
The ancestral site statistics of Karma Dementia
| Attempted challenges: | 7 |
| Successful challenges: | 5 |
| Failed challenges: | 2 |
The sentinel of Karma Dementia
| Sentinel breed: | Bionic wolfhound |
| Sentinel name: | Bionic wolfhound |
| Attack: | (29) |
| Defence: | (29) |
| Stamina: | (28) |
Profile
| Gender: | unknown |
| Age: | unknown Years |
| Hometown: | --- |
| ICQ-number: | --- |
| MSN Messenger: | --- |
| Yahoo Messenger: | --- |
| AIM-Name: | shouyuwang |
| Jabber ID | --- |
| Skype ID | --- |
Arena
Karma Dementia has not yet achieved a special arena rank.
Karma Dementia has created 6 Vampires so far:
| Sakon Dementia | Level 8 | Loot 8335.95 litres of blood |
| Dante Drake | Level 2 | Loot 10.23 litres of blood |
| Darion Li | Level 1 | Loot 0 litres of blood |
| Maura | Level 1 | Loot 0 litres of blood |
| Elena. | Level 1 | Loot 0 litres of blood |
| Ukon Dementia | Level 1 | Loot 0 litres of blood |