ATLAS x NEILOS [ BLOOD MOON ]

Tonight was supposed to be just an ordinary lunar eclipse.

But something’s different this time around. The full moon is already high in the sky.
Clouds shroud it from sight one minute, and the next they’re gone, revealing the moon to
no longer be its usual white light, but rather something much more sinister. As though
bathed in blood, its reddish hue gives off a frightening appearance.

It’s a blood moon.
It's a late night in the Inner Citadel.

The clink of handcuffs and scuffle of boots fill the quiet night. A Military transport van idles just at the gates that separate the Inner Citadel from the rest of the stronghold. Two Military officials flank a cuffed individual - Ace Atlas, to be detained and questioned for his involvement in a drug operation. Nearby, Neilos Quiller stalks as intel suggests Major North Sigurd would be present in the exchange.

He doesn't find the Major. Instead, the world around them turns black, then red, as everything adopts a soft, crimson glow, once previously moonlit in silver. It is with this transformation that Atlas appears to change. His eyes shift from blue to pitch black, elongated fangs sprout from his mouth, and the bonds of his handcuffs begin to strain and weaken. It's clear that Atlas has become something other than human- Infected?

What chaos could a Level V Infected unleash in the Inner Citadel, bound and in danger as they are? Who can stop them- or perhaps even join them?

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Posted 10-10-2021, 09:28 PM This post was last modified: 10-10-2021, 09:29 PM by Silhouette

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Someone had set him up- he was sure of it. The military raid, catching Atlas as he was most vulnerable, hungry and seeking blood, it had all the markings of a cleverly crafted ruse. Was it the former Club's Ace, that infuriating bitch that had since fallen from grace and was writhing around in some Slums ditch? Lyle the Liar, a name as infamous and poignant as his reputation as one of the largest procurer's of Infected venom? It was all Atlas could speculate on the ride to hell knows where.

He was a lone figure, naked pale skin glowing almost as brilliantly as the full moon above. A curtain of long, straight hair covered his bowed head, as he slumped against a corner of the prison van. The road began slowly transitioning from bumpy to smooth to an almost undisturbed glide, and after the groan of a large gate opening, Atlas knew they had made it somewhere in the Inner Citadel.

The back doors of the van were slammed open, and Atlas did not lift his head as he was escorted out of the vehicle, flanked by two Military officers. From the outset, he looked defeated. Rather, a transformation were occurring, one that had momentarily terrified to usually confident Ace. For through the dark bars of prisoner vehicle, moonlight that cut through the darkness in silver-blue rays had quieted, then flared to an eerie red. With that, Atlas felt a shift, the hunger in his stomach reawaken and the heart beats of his attending officers grow louder and louder. His upper lip curled instinctively, revealing acute fangs through the waterfall of his pale hair.

He felt a surge of power, one that both excited and scared him. Atlas enjoyed control, yet it was not him who had brought his feral side out. It was a different kind of shifting, one that was boundless in its strength and restrained in that Atlas limbs were being tugged by invisible puppet strings. It was strength enough that Atlas could pull his hands apart in one, sharp motion and stretch the handcuff chain to where it shattered between his wrists. The officers could barely get out their gasps of alarm, as Atlas grabbed one of the officer's by the back of their head and sunk his teeth into their bared neck.

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Posted 10-17-2021, 04:12 PM

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It was not uncommon for Neilos to be out in the wee hours of the night. Or any hours of the night honestly. Being that he owned and operated The Red Door whose hours were strictly in the night. Thus his being out and about without the bright light of the day was normal. And he was kind of a striking sight to see! So it was not unusual for those who worked similar hours to at least know him by sight. Not so many men had the long silvery blonde hair and gray-blue eyes that he had. But it was not entirely his nearly Fae looks that tended to get him attention. No it was normally the fact that he wore both make-up and clothing that made him stand out. He was not the kind to want to blend in and lurk in the background. No, not that would not do for him! He was a main character and he would stand out as such thank you very much!

Tonight was really no different. He’d tinted his hair pink to match with the make-up he was sporting, the soft pinks striking around his eyes with the black that he worked through them. The look overall primarily focused on making his eyes all the more dramatic. The rest of his make-up was far more subtle and mostly just about smoothing out his skin and making it all pale as the moon normally was. He’d even tied part of his hair back to keep it out of his face, though the rest still spilled down around his shoulders. And perhaps he was wearing a bit more jewelry than necessary from earrings to multiple necklaces and rings. But it was the black fabric that draped down his torso as a dress and belted around his waist with a large silver belt that had had a few stares before. Not that he cared! He’d even paired it with a lovely sheer army green cardigan like jacket with black leather fingerless gloves.

The look was a bit more toned down than some of his others but it was still utterly a signature Neilos look! And the best part? It was damned easy to move in! Which was always a nice bonus when one was doing a lot of walking, which he apparently was tonight. Not entirely his normal but it seemed he had been needed at a few meetings here and there and thus he’d found himself on his feet going from one location to another.

And now? Well now he was headed home, ready to get off his feet and relax! But the world didn’t seem to agree with him on that front. No, it was very much throwing a wrench in his plans in the form of a seemingly very disgruntled man showing that he was fully strong enough to break some measly handcuffs and display his displeasure at having been put in them in the first place! Should he attempt to step in and help the guard? No, no he should not. But that silver blonde hair… it felt familiar somehow. He narrowed his eyes as he stepped closer, feeling like he should perhaps do something at least.

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Posted 11-06-2022, 04:09 PM

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Bliss leaked into his mouth, as his teeth dug into flesh, blood, bone. The officer in his clutches was screaming, and a gunshot rang out from somewhere. But Atlas hardly budged - no, there was a ringing in his mind, a parasite, screaming at him to satiate this newfound, insatiable hunger.

He lurched his head back and, with it, a chunk of the officer's neck viced between his jaw. The rest of the officer slumped to the ground, unmoving, as crimson poured from Atlas' lips, coating his hands, the front of his milky torso - white and red, blood on snow.

The Spade snapped his attention to the opposing officer, who wielded their gun with surprising calm. Still, Atlas could smell, could taste the fear, that spilled out of the officer in waves. The Infected grin, a horrible, twisted thing, teeth stained a manic red, made even more wicked by the angry light of the moon.

"I taste your fear," he growled, in a voice that sounded like his own, but deeper, guttural, as if echoed by some otherworldly creature. Another gun shot that Atlas easily avoided, stepping to the side as if the bullet were not sailing at him with impossible speed. He took a step toward the officer, the curtain of long alabaster hair falling across the side of his face, a white shadow wreathed in crimson light.

"Now, I wish to feast on your flesh." He could sense the officer's finger pulling the trigger, but Atlas was quicker. In a blur of white and red, he closed the distance between them and dug his claws into the officer's chest. He watched, his face intimately close to the human's, as the officer's eyes blew wide and the gun fell from his hands. He watched, as the officer's body convulsed and the light snapped shut from his eyes. With a horrible crunch, Atlas wrenched his arm back, the officer's still-beating heart wrapped in his hand.

The officer fell and Atlas, with desperate famine, sunk his teeth into the heart. Never had he tasted something so sweet.

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Posted 11-17-2022, 06:34 PM This post was last modified: 11-17-2022, 06:35 PM by Eros Quiller

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Okay… well that was a little bit concerning! It was like the man before him had just gone utterly feral and it was… okay it was kind of hot but he knew he was also kind of fucked here. And not in the fun way that meant getting boned. Oh no, in the very much I may get my heart ripped out of my chest and my neck gnawed on until it turned into ground meat. These were not things that he wanted to go through or experience. He had no desire to die tonight and certainly no desire to die in such a… horrific way.

He shifted slowly back a bit and put his hands up, watching the silver haired male now covered in blood and seeming to delight in the fear he was inspiring in the other guard. And now that guard was not going to have a fun night. Then again perhaps that point was a little moot since the man was now very, very, very dead. He wasn’t sure anyone could walk away from a first through the chest, actually scratch that he was sure no one could walk away from that. That was entirely and utterly lethal. Though the wrenching out of the heart was certainly a very impressive feat! And a sight he was wishing he could unsee.

”Oookay.” He muttered, shifting slowly to try and edge around the man currently eating the guard's heart because he really had no desire to be the next one who got eaten thanks. ”Listen… you seem… busy and I’m not here to get in your way. I’ll just pretend that I saw nothing and leave you to your own devices.”

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Posted 11-22-2022, 07:46 AM This post was last modified: 12-11-2022, 10:29 PM by Neilos Quiller

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