forum Star-Crossed Murderers (One on One//Stalkers Enabled)

Started September 15, 2018 by @RedTheLoveless

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You know what this is.
Kain x Vos.
Just post Vos in his basic template. I have to search for Kain. I'll bring him here in a bit once I find him.
We can decide plot as we go I guess?

aight cool lol

Name: Vos Vremenu
Age: Appears in his late 20's-early 30's but is actually several thousand years old
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Demi-Omnisexual (does have a preference for men though)
Looks: Pale skin, light freckles, pale grey eyes with flecks of violet, inky black hair that's a bit curled and is almost buzz cut on the left and sweeps over on the right, quite a bit of stubble, looks tired a lot, very tall (about 6'3"), well muscled, several scars all across his body (including one across his cheek), tattoos of spindly branches with crows perched on them all across his body, a line of runes down his spine, tally marks on his inner wrists and forearms
Outfit: Depends. We'll say a black button down, black suit jacket, tie, black slacks, dress shoes, black trenchcoat, a couple rings, expensive-looking reading glasses he usually keeps in his pocket somewhere
Personality: Cold, closed off, can snap at any moment, formal, really trying to force himself to be kinder and more social, still has a tenancy to think of others as below him, master manipulator and dealmaker, generally grumpy
Other: Has a half-demon son, also known as Vohanu (means "Black King" in his language), formerly a main villain who manipulated and hurt people to achieve his own goals, under a curse that will kill him if he doesn't become a better person, has a very rich/deep voice that could stop an army in its tracks

Name: Kain Calarook
Gender: male
Age: 27-ish, no one really knows his true age
Sexuality: Probably bi/omni (idk which one), as he will do anything to get close to a victim
Looks: Medium-length fluffy blonde hair, kind blue eyes, light freckles, lightly tanned pale skin, friendly/disarming smile. Angular face/jaw and broad shoulders. He has a tall, slender frame which hides his athletic build (defined pecs, abs, etc). 5'11", 193 lbs.
Outfit: Almost always dressed like he's about to go to a business meeting with back slacks, black shoes, belt, and tie, with a white button-down dress shirt and a black overcoat/trench coat. Black trilby hat he wears on particular days. Always two pairs of black gloves in his inner pockets. Occasionally carries his cane/sword with him.
Personality: Confident to the point of cockiness, cunning/sly, creative, organized, curious, psychotic, dark humor.
Other: He has a British-German accent from his time growing up around that part of Europe, so he also knows most of the Western European languages. He's an engineer in nearly all aspects (biochemical, architecture, nuclear, future designs)

(I actually have an idea to start so I will lol)

Vos had a man by the throat in a dark alleyway, a snarl curling his lips as he bashed the man's head brutally against the wall. The man had already been bruised and bleeding, but the final hit had left him unconscious. "Filthy bastard," Vos spat, flinging the man to the ground before planting the heel of his expensive Oxfords in the barely conscious man's cheek

Kain kept up a brisk pace through the brooding alleyways, his cane leaving a dull thud along with his footsteps. He was on his way to a business meeting… with a gang, but he still considered it technically a business meeting since he was bringing his sword-cane. He really needed to upgrade to a rifle-cane but currently he couldn't find the time for such luxuries. He paused as he heard the soft, exciting crunch of crushing human bones. He smirked to himself, deciding to near the source of the noise.
Perhaps they had gotten started without me… he pondered as he rounded the corner, but instead came upon a rather tall, dark, and brooding man standing over a barely alive person.

Vos bent down, sneering dangerously right by the sniveling man's ear. He muttered something in a hissing, almost beautiful language before snapping the man's neck with the heel of his shoe. Slowly, he stood upright, licking his lips slowly. His face was spattered generously with blood, the dark droplets sliding from scarred lips. He looked up from his place in the alleyway, his normally grey eyes glinting a dangerous violet

Kain had turned around and hid behind the wall once he saw the man snap the other dude's neck and look down the alley in his direction. He felt a shiver of excitement run up his spine as the picture of the man's blood-spattered face kept flashing in his mind. He could feel those dangerous, violet eyes burning into him from behind the wall.

Vos looked around for a moment, adrenaline still running through his veins. He quickly saw Kain's electrical signature through the wall he was hiding behind, his eyes widening in excitement before narrowing dangerously. An almost giddy smirk crossed his face as he began to pad towards the stranger, his expensive heels clicking against the cement beneath his feet. He could almost taste the man's field, though there was something…off about it

dododado im stalking this now..//

(lol yesss. nice)

Kain was practically giddy from anticipation as he heard the footsteps of the killer walking towards him, his feet clicking with every step closer to his position. Once he determined the man would be close enough, Kain jumped out from behind the corner of the wall as he drew his sword from his cane. He smirked as his blade flashed through the air.
Nothing like hunting another killer… he thought, cocky he would hit the man without needing to see him.

Vos anticipated the move easily, still in the mindset of a killer. He sidestepped and grabbed the cane, wrenching it out of the man's hands with supernatural strength before tossing it aside. He grabbed the man by the throat before pinning him back against the wall, eyes glinting dangerously. It was almost stunning, how the still fresh blood dripped from his lips, illuminated only by a distant street lamp

Kain's eyes were wide with delight and arousal as he was pinned against the wall by his throat. An insane smile was plastered on his face at the sight of this handsome man covered in beautifully-splattered blood.
"Beautiful…" he breathed out as he flicked his back-up dagger out from his sleeve and tried to shank the guy in his chest with it.

Vos narrowly avoided the dagger aimed for his chest. He grabbed the man’s wrist with his free hand, twisting it until the dagger fell from the man’s hand. His grip on the man’s throat tightened, now borderline choking him

Kain let out a soft curse as he was disarmed of his only backup dagger before he felt his throat begun to be squeezed to the point of choking. He stared this man in the eyes, neither fearful nor angry, but actually proud. If he was gonna go out, he was glad he would be going out by the hands of a person like him. Through all this, he maintained a small smirk on his face.

Vos pinned him with his usually cold gaze, now alight with murderous intent. Though as he studied the man beneath his grip, he slowly began to loosen his grip. “Who are you?” he asked slowly

"I'm like you," Kain replied with calculated intent once the man loosened his grip enough for him to speak. He paused purposefully before starting again.
"Though I suppose you were asking for a name, you'll just have to wait and see if I like you enough to tell you." He smirked, running his tongue along the front of his teeth.