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From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: Another day Gone... Another day to Go... Then so on untill we Reach the end of our Road... Athough then I hope to feel complete... But till then I wont admit defeat
"Very good for you, then. However, you don't know what could be on that road. It can come a lot sooner than you expected."
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From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: How do I top thee? Let me name the ways.
I top thee with a paddle, crop and cane
Your soul to reach, when feeling pleasure's pain
And in thrashing, see your passion reach that place -
I top thee into ecstasy's sub-space.
I top the with hemp rope and iron chains,
I top thee with a thousand loving pains,
Of pinwheel sharp and feathers soft and blindfold black,
I top thee in every drip of scalding candle wax,
I top thee in humiliating infant dress,
I top thee in the straitjacket's caress.
And then, sometimes, my sweet submissive witch,
I top thee from the bottom when we switch!
-The Master
She had overheard him while searching around for her weapon of choice. Turning to face the bond man, she walked over. Placing her hand on his cheek, she caressed it while smiling as if innocent. "You may top me in all those but this is a different. The tides have turned and you can't do much. Not as long as my spell keeps you where you are. This is my game now." Lowering her hand, she turned away and spotted a stainless steel dagger hanging on the wall. "Oh yeah. A witch? Hmm... That doesn't sound that bad. Better than what she calls herself. A mage? HA!"
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From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: If my arms were to encircle you,
pulling you close,
my heart pounding aloud for you to hear;
Would you push me away?
Forsake my love for thee?
Or would you except my kiss,
And set me free?
"That would depend," she said, leaning against the railing of the balcony. "If I can have my way, I won't push you away. However, you better careful think your decision over." A smirk grew on her face.
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From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: As you dance among the ball, you find yourself in the arms of a tall man. He smiles down to you, carefully holding you as you dance. "You look lovely," the man whispers, and you swear you caught a glint in the ballroom light; fangs?
He carefully pulls you to one side, gently placing a small box in your hands. "I trust this will be in good hands; but it's beauty a pale comparison to yours." He raises one hand to gently brush against your cheek, and down under your chin. "Do take care of yourself." And he leaves you. Watching him walk away, you spy what you think is a long, reptilian tail poking from under his cloak; a shiver runs down your spine.
You look down to the box, and gently open the letter attached;
My Dear,
You look good enough to eat.
Rankomeru
A man with parts of a reptile. She looked at the box with curiosity and took the letter that was attached to it. Reading the message, a quiet chuckle slipped from her mouth. "Oh, he has no idea."
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From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: As you move gracefully about the ballroom, dancing, mingling, or eating refreshments, you spy a lone blue-haired girl off to herself, nearly hiding behind a tall potted plant.
A curious little thing she seems to be. While not participating herself, she seems thoroughly enthralled with the various dancing people. Her eyes seem to sparkle, and her foot taps lightly in time with the music.
Chuckling lightly, you approach her and tap her lightly on the shoulder. Startled, she lets out a soft 'eek' before whirling to face you.
"O-o-oh..." she stammers nervously, surprise written all over her face.
"Y-you s-startled me! I d-didn't think a-anyone would s-see me h-here..." She bites her lip nervously, then holds out a small gift to you.
"I b-b-brought these to g-give to p-people...I h-hope that you l-like it!" She smiles a small, nervous smile as you look down at the present. It seems to be a small bag filled with water, with a fish swimming around on the inside. You look up, but she's already gone, seemingly having taken her leave while you were distracted. All that's left of her identity is a small tag on the bag that reads :
-The Frightened Mermaid
Another one. Well, time for the charade again. She chuckled as the girl spoke. "There really isn't anywhere to hide here. The only way to do so is going to the different rooms of the building. Although, I believe they're off-limits to us." She gazed at the little pink streamer fish that swam in the bag. Accepting the gift, she continued to watch it move. "Thank-" Just when she wanted to look at her, she was gone. She sighed in relief.
Thank goodness. Wasn't as long as getting rid of Bitter.
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From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: You feel the gentle brush of feathers on your shoulder. You turn to figure out who is there only to see the last bit of a large raven colored wing. A wing that big could only belong to an angel, but what would an angel possibly want with you? As you turn back around you notice a package on the floor in front of you. Upon bending over to pick it up, you notice the name tag on it addresses it to you and simply reads:"A gift for the bell of the ball, RandomKate"
Lurking Temptress
An angel around here? She looked around trying to see if the one who gave her this package was still around. However, she had no luck finding them.
Not surprising... Gaia is full of different species. She shivered at the thought of one.
Way too pure. Hard to corrupt, too. Hopefully this angel will stay far away from me.
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Message: You're taking a stroll through the crowded ballroom, when you notice a waiter walk by with a plate of hors d'oeuvre, so you take one as he passes and continue on your way... Until you hear someone scream and see the same waiter running the other way, the plate of goodies completely wiped clean. You look in the direction he's running away from, and burst out laughing at the sight of a big furry monster with his face stuffed like a chipmunk with hors d'oeurves, complete with a couple toothpicks sticking out of his mouth. He notices you laughing and he runs off quickly, and when you try to follow him, you trip on something... A box the same color blue as the monster. You pick it up and read the little tag:
I can't help it! Those little wieners on a stick are too delicious...
~Mr. Monster Guy
Monster, huh? I remember that one. Right after the possession, he attacked Kate one night. Full moon, I believe. She grabbed the gift box and walked over to a clear corner of the ballroom. "All her little friends are just about here," she said to herself, dropping the box in the corner. Leaning gently against the wall, she had pondered what to do now.
At this point we're nearing the end of the ball. I could just start something up as the finale. I wouldn't mind revealing myself then. The girl then thought about all the later attempts.
That's right... I need to worry about the future as well. Secret attacks, maybe.
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From: An anonymous benefactor
Message: You walk along the road. It's near morning and the sun is barely rising. The streetlights are still on, and several ahead have seemed to have burnt out. You think that maybe the wind had gotten to them as a breeze blows your hair gently. You bring your hand to your mouth and nose as you begin to smell something foul. You notice someone laying on the ground in front of you. Near them is a shadowy figure that stands over the girl. The figure seems to turn towards you then vanishes. You near the girl, a pool of her blood around her neck. The cuts seem familiar in a way, but are somewhat sloppily done. You have a feeling this girl died long after her wounds which almost puts a knot in your stomach. You see words scrawled on the ground with her blood.
'You seem different this time around.
He would have been worried wouldn't he?'
You stare at the message for a few moments before glancing up and seeing a figure move out of view.
~Jack the Ripper
Placing her deceiving smile on her face, she walked over to the direction she saw the figure disappear to. "Now, now, Mr. Serial Killer. I won't cause you any harm. Wouldn't be fun getting rid of another murderer, anyway." As she reached where she lost sight of the figure, the girl looked around to find nothing else interesting. "Hm... Got away. Pity."
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