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Opening Night
by Ulpio Sanguinem Sat Jun 22, 2013 11:48 pm
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(Some people get bored... ya know...)
His mind was blocked, the amount of mortals flooding through the doors was unbearable. his arms, folded against its muscular chest were coated in the black sleeves worn by the bouncers of the surrounding area, each one tending to the amount of legal age's let in. but in his case, he had to supervise all the conflicts, each one causing different steers in the crowd, the rave's taking place blocked out by the waves of drifting bass that caused his ears to thump. he only had one drink and it was flat, a glass of water and he was done for the night. well at least if he could hold it down in his system that was. he was unaccustomed to what mortals had unless it included rum, gin, tonic, vodka etc. anything alcoholic would be downed in the seconds of picking up his glass.
that very night though someone was warming the air with violent electrical currents. he had to swim through the swarm of crowds, pushing through before reaching the efforted zoning. there was a fight. two drunks against each other breaking a sweat over nothing but the tiniest of things such as a spilled drink. Ulpio Smirked, his amusement much like the crowds. it was a shame they had to be kicked from the place and finish it outside or continue on their ways using the ban to their own devices. His toning called out over the music, its ridged vocal chiming in with a threat hanging loosely, its deathly motion silencing the war between the pair ganging up. "alright then lovers, Time to get you out of my territory" with that he would smile, his mock sadness striking him before he grasped them both by the collars and dragged them away towards the exit. their struggled protests struck him in the gut, ribs and balls but he just let out soft groans before throwing them against the concrete, their thudded colliding knocking them from the drunken daze as they got up staring at their hauler, Ulpio, who waved them bye in mock joy before taking back his position and folding his arms again standing his ground.
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Re: Opening Night
by Leanne Dimuska Sun Jun 23, 2013 12:04 am
spotting the night club was amusing seeing all the mortals ruthlessly under alcohol poisoning was amusing definitely. walking down the street my change of clothes was what the club was requested in order too be a bar maid, the plain black dress shoulder height tight fitted revealing every last curve of her perfect body it was quite short with the wedges, rolling her eyes was in a mocking hating too were this but money was money at the end.
Arriving too the doors spotting ulpio the women would lower her head and stare at him devilishly and say ' can i get too work or are you going too kick me out?' it was riddled with sarcasm in a flirtatious manner. the shadows of the light deflecting at the side of her nose making the tone of the optical illusion of her red eyes glimmer, she walks up to the man and presses her lips on his cheek and runs hands down his waists too his hands; the tender fingers locking into place and stroking passionately and comfortably.
after the motion was done she lifts her perfectly calved eye brow and smirks the cheek bones blemishing the facile structure ass the hips lean to the side it was showing off her irresistible figure more- the curves was a illusion one glimpse you was under a drug as strong as cocaine causing suicide and sensation of pleasure- immortals was the most feared of all the known legacy. as the frosty winds clash in the isolated are it rushes the wavy hair along too the back in a relaxed beautiful way it was stunning the smell of her shampoo and perfume wafting around the atmosphere. the women was stood so simple and casual, yet her beauty as so complicated and a master plan of a design.
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Re: Opening Night
by Ulpio Sanguinem Sun Jun 23, 2013 12:27 am
he would take in the scent, his eyes filling with the absorbed looks of the girl before him, her beauty defined with the tightness of the dress, its shay ebony toning blazing in his opticals, reflecting of the dark slated abyss that had dominated his eyes with desire, want, and lust. the girl was stunning and he wanted to be closer, in general he knew her, he loved her but all the more he wanted her. she was his everything and all he could do was nod at the bouncer next to him who moved into position whilst he wondered towards the shadows, guiding the fragile structure after him.
gently he would place his hands behind the lady's back and did a mocked straight face, the expression toying with his Lying mind as he leaned forward placing a gently kiss upon the tender flesh of the neck. lifting his head slightly, his lips grazed against the lobe as his whispered breath chimed in lightly, the gently pitching of it tangy, rolled and supplied. "ah i'm sorry miss Dimuska... we have to check you thoroughly for weaponry..." his mocking smirk was appealed as he withdraw and glanced at the girl, laden in youthful features gorgeous to the eye and intoxicating to the eyes of mortals.
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Re: Opening Night
by Estelle Sun Jun 30, 2013 9:15 pm
Estelle would have the doors opening for her, to make an entrance to this opening night. Already drunk theres was nothing to loose, something was troubling her and alcohol put her to ease, of course she's immortal, meaning The witch will become sober in an hour or two. Whistles and men eyeing her up wouldn't bother the Original, as she didn't even realise it. Wearing a tight fitted red dress it would either look of putting, or to devour Estelle whole. It was a sight to look at, The curve's of the hips traced by red silk, Her breasts, tightly fitted against to show the appearance well. " Oh look! It's the love birds!"" Walking over in a not so straight line Estelle would put her arms around the two. Before looking to Leanne then at Ulpio, the twin pools turning a crinsom gold. " You both work here?" Before given the chance to receive a reply Estelle was of to the bar having a shot. All of her family had died, except from the odd ones she never got the news about, they where the only people left.
It was about time that a young man would be Estelle's acquaintance, sitting by her side and wrapping his arm around the hips. He'd whisper something in the ear before giving a faint laugh. Placing down the drink clasped in her hand the woman would give out a smirk, Witches grow stronger when drinking the blood of a young man. It was obvious what he wanted, yet would Estelle give it? She hasn't had blood seeping down her throat in years, It was hard to control the lust. But why not give it a shot now? She wouldn't kill the poor mortal, or not initially. Standing to her feet she'd let him lead her to somewhere 'alone'. What Estelle doesn't realise is being drunk actually makes her weaker, barely able to control her powers. The young mans friends would give him a look before carrying on to what they where doing. Estelle was about to black out, " The names James, let me take you somewhere more quiet." With that he'd put his arm just below the waist, giving Estelle some support. Before leaving a door she'd look to Leanne and Ulpio, rolling her eyes at the two 'lovers'.
It was about time that a young man would be Estelle's acquaintance, sitting by her side and wrapping his arm around the hips. He'd whisper something in the ear before giving a faint laugh. Placing down the drink clasped in her hand the woman would give out a smirk, Witches grow stronger when drinking the blood of a young man. It was obvious what he wanted, yet would Estelle give it? She hasn't had blood seeping down her throat in years, It was hard to control the lust. But why not give it a shot now? She wouldn't kill the poor mortal, or not initially. Standing to her feet she'd let him lead her to somewhere 'alone'. What Estelle doesn't realise is being drunk actually makes her weaker, barely able to control her powers. The young mans friends would give him a look before carrying on to what they where doing. Estelle was about to black out, " The names James, let me take you somewhere more quiet." With that he'd put his arm just below the waist, giving Estelle some support. Before leaving a door she'd look to Leanne and Ulpio, rolling her eyes at the two 'lovers'.
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Re: Opening Night
by Ulpio Sanguinem Sun Jun 30, 2013 9:58 pm
Ulpio gave the woman a side-glance, his piercing eyes like the slabs of purest slating against the deep pools of ebony. his lowly quirk of the corners of his lips gave him an uneasy feel about the man beholding the witch's body, a silent hiss escaping through his parted plump lips, his jaw's either grating or baring his teeth together, the two canines lined both sides of the upper jaw equally glinting with the oversize of the unnatural fang like customs, their pearl like colouring giving off a small vampire twinge of guilt and mystery. the tips of the two pairs, a small set behind the front lining of naturally two inchers, hung over grazing the tips of his lower lip, causing the slighted of imprinted marks to appear, tiny traces of a crimson liquid surfacing. his uneasy toning began with a ridged peak of hatred but mainly the protection of another "Leanne... we need to pursue them." it was all the seriousness, Ulpio wasn't used to it either, he was more of the suductive type. the one's who lead people into hells dorms before the slaughter happened. he was built to be hyperactive around familiar faced and here he was being serious? it was natural.
not only that he needed Estelle to cure the immortal curse of illness and that man might ruin it. his grasp around the younger lady before him, his lea, loosened and he leant forwards giving her one of his subtle kisses upon the forehead, in the center between both temples as if there were a bindie beneath his lips, the soothing touch of them enough for hypnotic waves to make their way around the body of his lure. gently he would pull away and smile sheepishly sliding his hand's into his back pocket, shadows looming against his purest features, each dip becoming hidden in the black mist as his feet automatically followed after the couple, his footsteps quiet, slinky and feline like as if stalking his prey. his scent banished into the whisps of the air flow as he continued.
continued down the street, nightlife livening up his reality with the predatory instincts.
not only that he needed Estelle to cure the immortal curse of illness and that man might ruin it. his grasp around the younger lady before him, his lea, loosened and he leant forwards giving her one of his subtle kisses upon the forehead, in the center between both temples as if there were a bindie beneath his lips, the soothing touch of them enough for hypnotic waves to make their way around the body of his lure. gently he would pull away and smile sheepishly sliding his hand's into his back pocket, shadows looming against his purest features, each dip becoming hidden in the black mist as his feet automatically followed after the couple, his footsteps quiet, slinky and feline like as if stalking his prey. his scent banished into the whisps of the air flow as he continued.
continued down the street, nightlife livening up his reality with the predatory instincts.
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Re: Opening Night
by Estelle Mon Jul 01, 2013 12:26 am
James began to walk Estelle down the street, down into an alley with a crooked door with a lock, gently he'd lift her up and shut the door behind, before immediately kissing the witch along the cheek and to the lips. A single blade would reflect of the moonlights curse as it was placed into his pocket. Carefully placing Estelle down he began to take of his leather jacket and press against her body. With a sudden reaction The Original would pin him against the brick wall, a gasp being released from his throat. As soon as the blade from the pocket tried to reach his hand was as quickly as Estelle broke it. The Irisis began to turn red and he screamed for help whilst trying to unlock the door.
Just like that he fainted, fainted straight to the ground by her heals. The Vision began to get blury, setting Estelle of course and laying against the wall, blacked out. Being an immortal had some advantages, one being she'll soon wake up. Another that she'll easily survive. The light foot steps of another was heard in the acute senses, yet she couldn't move or make a noise.
ooc: Sorry for the crappy post, my muse is really low.
Just like that he fainted, fainted straight to the ground by her heals. The Vision began to get blury, setting Estelle of course and laying against the wall, blacked out. Being an immortal had some advantages, one being she'll soon wake up. Another that she'll easily survive. The light foot steps of another was heard in the acute senses, yet she couldn't move or make a noise.
ooc: Sorry for the crappy post, my muse is really low.
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Re: Opening Night
by Ulpio Sanguinem Mon Jul 01, 2013 2:47 am
His stance was tense, his folded arms against his chested muscles causing a more death like position, his opticals acting like the starry milky way against the universes splash of lighting he glanced down at his watch, cocking up a brow, soon would be the time. his heart thudded faintly against his chest, two loud thuds each one as evenly saced out as the other, the second sounding a lot lighter with the light brush of a shoulder against the paintwork within. his pupils dilated as he glared up at the clock tower, it would be 11 o'clock soon and he was ready. his fists were clenched into the tense ball's his knuckles becoming white at the pressure. his head began to count down the seconds. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0. The clocks chime rang out into his acute hearing, his opticals flashing a deep crimson, the pools of his eyes looking like a drop of blood against his gothic skin shading. with that he would ram his shoulder into the door.
with a grate of metal and the accuracy of his blow the doors hinges gave way dropping down against the carpeted flooring, the ridged edge falling against the man's nose, plaster from the framing causing a cloud to appear within the seconds of its falling, the final chime sounded out as ulpio's hands dropped to the fallen man, lifting his into a flung 'i don't give a f**k' position over his shoulder before he was thrown down against a table, the blade sliding from his pocket with the jerked motion, suddenly the young immortal's eyes widened and he shook his head in a random moment of admiration yet there he was chaining the poor unconscious male too a chair in the corner, a bright light shining on him as Ulpio's slinking body scuttled towards a shadowed corner the blade at hand as he studied it.
Glancing up with a suddenness he realized there was an out-of-control witch in the room and he let a small sigh, his opticals dimming to a less likely noticeable glow of crimson. making his way towards the creature he would run a hand over her cheek and breath in the deep cursed scent of Alcohol, the whole thought of the tasteless drink made the factors in his mind become dizzy, his brain slowly shutting down. before it had time too, he returned to reality and dragged the fragile body towards a brick wall, lifting the small womans body against it as he bagan to charm different chains into holding her there, against the cold surface before he wiped away any scent trail left of him as his body lerked into the shadows once again, his fingers roaming over the blade with a tiny smirk that coiled itself against his lips.
with a grate of metal and the accuracy of his blow the doors hinges gave way dropping down against the carpeted flooring, the ridged edge falling against the man's nose, plaster from the framing causing a cloud to appear within the seconds of its falling, the final chime sounded out as ulpio's hands dropped to the fallen man, lifting his into a flung 'i don't give a f**k' position over his shoulder before he was thrown down against a table, the blade sliding from his pocket with the jerked motion, suddenly the young immortal's eyes widened and he shook his head in a random moment of admiration yet there he was chaining the poor unconscious male too a chair in the corner, a bright light shining on him as Ulpio's slinking body scuttled towards a shadowed corner the blade at hand as he studied it.
Glancing up with a suddenness he realized there was an out-of-control witch in the room and he let a small sigh, his opticals dimming to a less likely noticeable glow of crimson. making his way towards the creature he would run a hand over her cheek and breath in the deep cursed scent of Alcohol, the whole thought of the tasteless drink made the factors in his mind become dizzy, his brain slowly shutting down. before it had time too, he returned to reality and dragged the fragile body towards a brick wall, lifting the small womans body against it as he bagan to charm different chains into holding her there, against the cold surface before he wiped away any scent trail left of him as his body lerked into the shadows once again, his fingers roaming over the blade with a tiny smirk that coiled itself against his lips.
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Re: Opening Night
by Estelle Mon Jul 01, 2013 5:38 am
Brushing the side of the cheek would she awaken, waken into reality, pitiful. A smile would curse the rosy lips before the cackling of chains where heard, looking up she'd realise the problem. " What are you doing!" With a hiss would she let out the frustration. The alcohol was slowly draining out of the system, almost sober. " Can you atleast let me out of these chains?" An innocence would hint the European accent before fluttering the thick lashes across the heavenly voids. An angry witch is never good, after all who knows what'd happen with the magic. The gaze would shift over to the man on the floor. " Whats... whats he doing here" There was no memory from jut a few moment ago, or was it just a moment ago? Rattling the chains would Estelle soon give up, taking a deep breath before slowly exhaling. The headache as really bad and Ulpio has some explaining to do. The bare legs would poke the man to see if he was still live, but was he?
[and again bad post, I would go on but ive got to go out.]
[and again bad post, I would go on but ive got to go out.]
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Re: Opening Night
by Ulpio Sanguinem Mon Jul 01, 2013 6:17 am
His stance had a purpose but was he abotu to tell the world why? within his grasp was the blade, its sheath missing from a bad repair , yet it was still evenly balance, he leaned against the ridged edge of a table and cocked a brow towards the lady in chains. his frustration with his own doing apparent upon his corrupt features that were no longer playful but oh so serious, a look many didn't like the look of. his farrowed brows meant business and he was going to get answers, yet his Foreign accent told them otherwise, his ridged toning more deathly and hollow than its usual charm, the hypnotic note's lacking for its own good. "if you want me too explain then i will make it quick mi'dear. When you passed me and Leanne with this man--" he signaled towards the mortal. "something felt off, his aurora was glowing a more... repellent that any of the others in the club so i followed you. which is why i am here." flicking the blade blade back and forth within the moment once more his irritation to study its crafting whats at its high and his eyes became trained against the steel carving.
his nose scrunched up, the scent of blood filling his nostrils with the oh so sweet scenting from the man's nose, he was having a nose bleed? after being out for so long? Ulpio's eyes flashed down to him and he let a tiny mocking smirk twist his lips into a cunning yet uninviting position, almost like satin's himself, his toning ringing out with a silvery that caused great upset in the minds of any being, immortal or human. either would feel his lust, the break down of will and the thirst for the liquid, his opticals flashed a brighter burgundy, the crimson hints glowing like specks of stars as he knelt beside the mortal's body, he listened to the unsteady thud of his heart as the tension rose, this guy was acting like a strangled elk... with that his vocals called out in a low muimble, "i don't usually prey on the weak male's... normally the other gender but may i just say, im thirsty and your bleeding, i'm the wolf... your the hare... you understand me?" a feeble nod was assigned from the mans limp skull before ulpon Dragged him into the shadows giving the witch a side-glance of purest respect. his two pairs of canine's glinting with its pearly effects before he and the man disappeared into the cover of the shadows. everything but the man's feet gone.
The man screamed, his Legs tensing shifting about in a struggle to abolish the demon holding him before everything went limp and a loud thud hit the ground, Ulpio#s form shifting into the light, the back's of his hands wiping against his blood curdled lips. before his eyes shot up and locked with the witches once again, his free hand sending the knife flying into the wooden table's plank with such ease that the tip sank through for 2 inches. he began his speech. "this mi'dear, is 1 of 2 from a Black Jet 2-piece set of throwing knives, his blade is built for stabbing and slicing at any opponent." unhitching it from the table he used his pinkie finger to run down the blade. "the material used to create this point which happens to be a 'spear-point' is stainless-steal. the blade itself is at least 4.5 inches long and should have made 8.5 apparent form that the sheath is missing. unlike any other knife I've seen its well balanced in each point. here. and here." point pointed at the tip and end. "but. is has been so recent that these knives have been enchanted by many an devil, or shall i say immortal, for the likes of the humans which summon them. each enchanted blade can slaughter ANYTHING in its path, such as you."
sliding a hand into his pocket. he brought out a swiss army knife and ran the tip across the blades allowing a purple fume to escape it. "as you can see, it has been enchanted."
his nose scrunched up, the scent of blood filling his nostrils with the oh so sweet scenting from the man's nose, he was having a nose bleed? after being out for so long? Ulpio's eyes flashed down to him and he let a tiny mocking smirk twist his lips into a cunning yet uninviting position, almost like satin's himself, his toning ringing out with a silvery that caused great upset in the minds of any being, immortal or human. either would feel his lust, the break down of will and the thirst for the liquid, his opticals flashed a brighter burgundy, the crimson hints glowing like specks of stars as he knelt beside the mortal's body, he listened to the unsteady thud of his heart as the tension rose, this guy was acting like a strangled elk... with that his vocals called out in a low muimble, "i don't usually prey on the weak male's... normally the other gender but may i just say, im thirsty and your bleeding, i'm the wolf... your the hare... you understand me?" a feeble nod was assigned from the mans limp skull before ulpon Dragged him into the shadows giving the witch a side-glance of purest respect. his two pairs of canine's glinting with its pearly effects before he and the man disappeared into the cover of the shadows. everything but the man's feet gone.
The man screamed, his Legs tensing shifting about in a struggle to abolish the demon holding him before everything went limp and a loud thud hit the ground, Ulpio#s form shifting into the light, the back's of his hands wiping against his blood curdled lips. before his eyes shot up and locked with the witches once again, his free hand sending the knife flying into the wooden table's plank with such ease that the tip sank through for 2 inches. he began his speech. "this mi'dear, is 1 of 2 from a Black Jet 2-piece set of throwing knives, his blade is built for stabbing and slicing at any opponent." unhitching it from the table he used his pinkie finger to run down the blade. "the material used to create this point which happens to be a 'spear-point' is stainless-steal. the blade itself is at least 4.5 inches long and should have made 8.5 apparent form that the sheath is missing. unlike any other knife I've seen its well balanced in each point. here. and here." point pointed at the tip and end. "but. is has been so recent that these knives have been enchanted by many an devil, or shall i say immortal, for the likes of the humans which summon them. each enchanted blade can slaughter ANYTHING in its path, such as you."
sliding a hand into his pocket. he brought out a swiss army knife and ran the tip across the blades allowing a purple fume to escape it. "as you can see, it has been enchanted."
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Re: Opening Night
by Leanne Dimuska Thu Jul 04, 2013 1:41 am
]unsure of the events what was happening her mind was just swirling with emotions and little case of anxiety, too much too cope with the demonic symptoms the cold heart frozen from birth was ramming against the plump; round; perfected breasts. just standing and watching her heart keeper and friend with piercing shadows casting over the button nose . yet the strobe lights was forcing the women mutational changes too be desirable and clearly noticeable.
keeping the plump soft-cherry topped lips shut the air inside her lungs was hammering along the vocal chords causing a slight burst of a croaky cough. ignoring that the legs start too wobble from the well tonnes tanned look to the veins clearly sprouting from her legs making them a ebony canvas color so deep not even the light dare too contrast its tone it remains matte color.
as this happens the base coat of her skin turns a milk bottle color she was turning her first demon form- a virgin too the transformation it was painful like sex pleasurable after many times but torture the first time. knowing what was happening kind of she whips her head towards the light as the healthy optics blemish the veins too blood shot tonnes. as they deepen reaching the pupil all of the naked eye is a pure black as demonic fangs outburst from the pink gums, bleeding at their now teething situation that is temporary blood drips down. the perfectly womanly calved features of her seductive face, finally. she collapses. everyone too busy too even notice 'steaming' or ' of their box. common expressions used. she lays on the surface of the shiny flour coated in a tint of glitter- spills booze stanching her nose too hate the stench a fierce hiss would bellow from her lungs the jaw locking down lower than a snakes more like a roar- the crowd surrounding stay still in disgust and fear. she runs her legs moving more powerful than ever.
demon blood kicking in she ends up in the ally way the shadows casting making her look rather sexy-attractive exotic the local homeless stare whilst smoking their dirty used cigarettes found on the night clubs ground- faster than a bold of thunderous lightning before anytime too be recorded her ringers are clenched round a mans neck- clenching tighter and tighter- his face peaks a tone of cherry red scratching at the back hands too release. no use her power was unbreakable.
the grime event was too be predicted the perfect killer nature- top of the food chain- new design of natural selection of the mortals beings. arching her jaw the long-piercing canines soaked in the freshly dripped blood from her gums would drip down her chin and drip on the concrete- as the cold eyes blaze-burning into his, sizzling his mind in confusion and fear, before latching her unusually unhooked jaw onto his face gashing it clean open blood splashes along the walls casting the shadows of a murder scene- dropping the carcass his face was slashed- beatings of her fingers along his neck was looking like claws and unusually long fingers not her own. the next possible transformation advancing, the being eyes stop rapidly transforming into herself. collapsing her body lays angelically lifeless on the ground- beautiful crafted like it was a perfect position unconscious.
keeping the plump soft-cherry topped lips shut the air inside her lungs was hammering along the vocal chords causing a slight burst of a croaky cough. ignoring that the legs start too wobble from the well tonnes tanned look to the veins clearly sprouting from her legs making them a ebony canvas color so deep not even the light dare too contrast its tone it remains matte color.
as this happens the base coat of her skin turns a milk bottle color she was turning her first demon form- a virgin too the transformation it was painful like sex pleasurable after many times but torture the first time. knowing what was happening kind of she whips her head towards the light as the healthy optics blemish the veins too blood shot tonnes. as they deepen reaching the pupil all of the naked eye is a pure black as demonic fangs outburst from the pink gums, bleeding at their now teething situation that is temporary blood drips down. the perfectly womanly calved features of her seductive face, finally. she collapses. everyone too busy too even notice 'steaming' or ' of their box. common expressions used. she lays on the surface of the shiny flour coated in a tint of glitter- spills booze stanching her nose too hate the stench a fierce hiss would bellow from her lungs the jaw locking down lower than a snakes more like a roar- the crowd surrounding stay still in disgust and fear. she runs her legs moving more powerful than ever.
demon blood kicking in she ends up in the ally way the shadows casting making her look rather sexy-attractive exotic the local homeless stare whilst smoking their dirty used cigarettes found on the night clubs ground- faster than a bold of thunderous lightning before anytime too be recorded her ringers are clenched round a mans neck- clenching tighter and tighter- his face peaks a tone of cherry red scratching at the back hands too release. no use her power was unbreakable.
the grime event was too be predicted the perfect killer nature- top of the food chain- new design of natural selection of the mortals beings. arching her jaw the long-piercing canines soaked in the freshly dripped blood from her gums would drip down her chin and drip on the concrete- as the cold eyes blaze-burning into his, sizzling his mind in confusion and fear, before latching her unusually unhooked jaw onto his face gashing it clean open blood splashes along the walls casting the shadows of a murder scene- dropping the carcass his face was slashed- beatings of her fingers along his neck was looking like claws and unusually long fingers not her own. the next possible transformation advancing, the being eyes stop rapidly transforming into herself. collapsing her body lays angelically lifeless on the ground- beautiful crafted like it was a perfect position unconscious.
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Re: Opening Night
by Zinnia Leigh Fri Jul 05, 2013 12:21 am
The Benevolent Angelic Figures sorrel visionaries blurred as she encountered the chaotic area. avoiding drunk ass guys admiring her rather sexy slender appearance. before halting immediatly.... a screech ringing sound pounded her light lobes.... indicating a message from her enemy, the worthless bastard, Rimmon, the demon. He had been "Stalking" her ways and plans and now has been harassing an dispondelent human. while dragging them to hell.
Zinnia Nearly Collapsed among the crowds. Rimmons Screams Ravaging her angelic mind as she struggled to rise. once she had, her blurred intense garnets as she investigated the rambunctious crowds for her target. she had lost this time....
Meanwhile, Zinnia had silently weaved among chaotic crowds. Sweat spouting down her slender figure. knowing her "Sequential" is in the area, Stalking as she encountered the stair way.
She had stopped in an instantaneous encased halt. as an articulate, prominent voice Escaped from her circulating enemy. her radiant, tranquil name harshly filtering from his devilish ginger lips... "WELL Zinnia! So unsuspecting to see you here in this... confining, resonant, room." Zinnia had cautiously and briefly swerved toward her opponent. as the demon gently grasped her luscious knuckles. placing a tender kiss upon. Zinnia could do no more but to disguise an disgusted look. as she gazed harshly upon her enemy. he was rather sexy, attractive, in an mischievous manner, onyx tinged, thick crest combed back within irresistible alluring, teal pigmented visionaries. elastic set lips within an additional "buzzed" beard circulating the set.
Zinnia however, couldnt resist it very well. thanking god as Rimmon withdrawn from her space, casually sauntering toward an fine dining table with two offered glasses of red wine. "Oh, yes." the demon had said as he approached toward zinnia, "did you enjoy my message of torture?"
he had chuckled devilishly as he offered the second glass of wine. zinnia changed the rather pathetic discourteous, question and rejected the red wine.
Zinnia Nearly Collapsed among the crowds. Rimmons Screams Ravaging her angelic mind as she struggled to rise. once she had, her blurred intense garnets as she investigated the rambunctious crowds for her target. she had lost this time....
Meanwhile, Zinnia had silently weaved among chaotic crowds. Sweat spouting down her slender figure. knowing her "Sequential" is in the area, Stalking as she encountered the stair way.
She had stopped in an instantaneous encased halt. as an articulate, prominent voice Escaped from her circulating enemy. her radiant, tranquil name harshly filtering from his devilish ginger lips... "WELL Zinnia! So unsuspecting to see you here in this... confining, resonant, room." Zinnia had cautiously and briefly swerved toward her opponent. as the demon gently grasped her luscious knuckles. placing a tender kiss upon. Zinnia could do no more but to disguise an disgusted look. as she gazed harshly upon her enemy. he was rather sexy, attractive, in an mischievous manner, onyx tinged, thick crest combed back within irresistible alluring, teal pigmented visionaries. elastic set lips within an additional "buzzed" beard circulating the set.
Zinnia however, couldnt resist it very well. thanking god as Rimmon withdrawn from her space, casually sauntering toward an fine dining table with two offered glasses of red wine. "Oh, yes." the demon had said as he approached toward zinnia, "did you enjoy my message of torture?"
he had chuckled devilishly as he offered the second glass of wine. zinnia changed the rather pathetic discourteous, question and rejected the red wine.
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Re: Opening Night
by Ulpio Sanguinem Sat Jul 06, 2013 5:37 am
His hand, Sliding vibrantly upon the hilt from top to bottom, began to grasp the blade within an inch of his strength, its slim. feeble edging slicing into his palm with such hast and sleek running that the skin barely penetrated the thick skin for a few minute's before striking gold, a long awaited blood rush singeing the striking knife with its crimson toning, the streaks of slate or even the various neon coloring of a slime like green bloating itself to the surface every so often after the tendon was struck, ripped in two and spat back out into hell; the pain unbearable to its unworthy holder. the sparks flew in a purple mist looming above the wound as the blade slid free. dropping to the floor as Ulpio's hand bled. the clink of it rattled blade decaying to the rustic shading of the old, the glint of it fading into a deep abyss caused by his blood. the solid stainless steel vanishing like the bleached poison upon its slanted body. His jaw's finally gave way. a loose groan seeping from his throat in agonizing astonishment, the poise of its venom spacing out in the system causing low level tremble's. both side's of his soul becoming more soulless within the hour, he proved a point.
The knife was indeed enchanted by the highest of all crossbred magicians. his reaction though was very different to the norm. a splicer, neglected of true potential. smirking slyly his breath would cause the slightest of steam clouds. the vagrant particles morphed into a spacious surrounding causing the moist air to react to the heating of his breath. each exhale causing nothing but a similar reproduction of the method as if he were to be taking a pale puff of a cigar like the elders of a village in the suburban veracious territory's. his hunger would grow deeply.
Gritting his teeth he glanced at the woman. his eyes slicing through her body with the slated repulsion and disgust. was she going to get free? only time would tell. [speaking of which. he didn't have much left] straggling towards the distant door framing of three oak beam's he placed a hesitant palm against them giving one glance back towards the girl his mouth forming a single word "death." his mind would reply it like a lost record. the toning. deepening haunting. becoming a frenzy of vocals distracting his train of thought. he let out a small groan. more vigorous. more needed. a cough replacing the gurgle as a leak of crimson oozed from the corner of his mouth.
finally. He would submerge into the shadows of the night. vanishing
The knife was indeed enchanted by the highest of all crossbred magicians. his reaction though was very different to the norm. a splicer, neglected of true potential. smirking slyly his breath would cause the slightest of steam clouds. the vagrant particles morphed into a spacious surrounding causing the moist air to react to the heating of his breath. each exhale causing nothing but a similar reproduction of the method as if he were to be taking a pale puff of a cigar like the elders of a village in the suburban veracious territory's. his hunger would grow deeply.
Gritting his teeth he glanced at the woman. his eyes slicing through her body with the slated repulsion and disgust. was she going to get free? only time would tell. [speaking of which. he didn't have much left] straggling towards the distant door framing of three oak beam's he placed a hesitant palm against them giving one glance back towards the girl his mouth forming a single word "death." his mind would reply it like a lost record. the toning. deepening haunting. becoming a frenzy of vocals distracting his train of thought. he let out a small groan. more vigorous. more needed. a cough replacing the gurgle as a leak of crimson oozed from the corner of his mouth.
finally. He would submerge into the shadows of the night. vanishing
[Ulpio exits]
Wounding: internal bleeding, slit to the palm.
Reactions: Simulations of the mind. Thumping of a heart. unwanted hunger. Tick tock of a clock. Need to babble about a lost cause.
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Re: Opening Night
by Zinnia Leigh Sat Jul 06, 2013 9:15 am
Zinnia joined the demon in caution. as she leaned her angelic embodiment lightly among the metallic railing. Rimmon casually swerved his cheiseled demon skull among zinnia. observing her frisky anatomy. as he began to speak.... "why the fright, zinnia? i have not done anything to harm you.... yet." a brutish chuckle filtered from hi is stout abdomen. as he lunged hi is arm slightly. stroking zinnias cheek in an diabolic manner. "dont. touch. me." the phrases stumbled upon the angels blossom lips lightly. as she glanced in an tilted position at her opponent. sending an warning before pausing among an abandon scream.... Zinnia observed the voice.... glancing at an young women in petrify. Before she could rush over. the demon had warned her. "no no no. not yet precious. shes already on her way to hell, with me." he had spoke in an elastic warning as Zinnia filtered an hopeless sigh. "why do you do this?" she had muttered in concern. realizing it was some pathetic question. however the demon heard her and replied within an foolish chuckle. as he again stroked her elastic flesh. "oh zinnia, i only happen to torture specific people. people who happen to get on my nerves." Zinnia peeled a enthusiastic bad ass smirk, replying within an intelligent comment. "hmm. why cant i seem to understand that.?" as she casually sauntered off. vanishing back into the chaotic crowds...
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Re: Opening Night
by Dionne Moustaid Thu Jul 11, 2013 4:35 am
the lifeless demi god inflicted the wounds of the inside- opening the cage of the alien predatory desire, with in a flash transformation is set- departing the locks of the jaw casting a crystalline shadow across the facade along a lime emerald tone magnificent as the hips ship around influencing the longs legs too creep- the long tongue slurping along the long deadly ivories like a snake producing hisses's. as i come across the angelic women she is our flat cold- tilting the pointed head of the alien form i whips my tongue into her chest and pierce it as the blades on the tip hook on she screams- black blood poring out- as she weakens. i unfold my ta cupped fingers womanly and sharp daggers and slash across her- as i leave the carcass i pointlessly hunt it. the eat prey was seen as pointless in the animals view point she was weak walking away.
arriving too the end of the ally shifts back too the human form- the sensation hips swing alongside the bottom of her spine as shoulders show their- olive tone tan flexibility- healthy looking hair would dance with the winds casting shadow of her shape- men would stare- people would stare- the funny thing was she could snap them in too- plump peachy lips would press tightly in a seductive nip flattering the eye lashes along her voids as she remembers her purpose. tilting her head the human form was new predatory instinct was dominating she needed too active the human side fast. talking inside she copies the raving cloud. dancing like a elegant swan- yet blasting the beats with seductive postures swirling her body slowly yet with speed the perfect movements she was a fast learner.
arriving too the end of the ally shifts back too the human form- the sensation hips swing alongside the bottom of her spine as shoulders show their- olive tone tan flexibility- healthy looking hair would dance with the winds casting shadow of her shape- men would stare- people would stare- the funny thing was she could snap them in too- plump peachy lips would press tightly in a seductive nip flattering the eye lashes along her voids as she remembers her purpose. tilting her head the human form was new predatory instinct was dominating she needed too active the human side fast. talking inside she copies the raving cloud. dancing like a elegant swan- yet blasting the beats with seductive postures swirling her body slowly yet with speed the perfect movements she was a fast learner.
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