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Head count!

Me.	25.0%	[ 8 ]
Me too!	28.1%	[ 9 ]
Nope. I'm not here... Nope.	25.0%	[ 8 ]
Poll Whore.	21.9%	[ 7 ]
Total Votes:			[ 32 ]

[Candi_Demon]

xxxxxx••• ταlly αηηe sustαη •••
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Tally Anne shivered softly as they moved through the forest. Each time a twig would break under her friends feet, she would jump. Tally could already tall tonight was going to be a horrible night. Everything was making her jump; well everything after Siri touched her so unexpectedly. Sighing as she moved to brush a strain of hair that flew into her face behind her ear. Suddenly, Markus stopped and so did she. Looking up at him, as he pulled off his jacket. Trying to stop him from giving her his jacket was useless. He ignored her as he slipped it onto her shoulders and she was instantly thankful that he just chopped his costume in half. The jacket was warm and huge on her. It hit her just about her knees; Tally was barely five foot one, with shoes on; with out them, she was just hitting five feet. She slipped her arms through the sleeves and flipped her hair out up. Fingers fussing with her crimson hair to make it fluff up a bit more then her hands moved back to her sides. As they continued to walk, she slipped her arm around Markus' elbow and moved slightly closer to him; her free hand moving to mess with the edge of his glove. When she spoke, she looked up at him. At first she was stunned; it had been a very long time since anyone complimented her. Actually, no one has ever; well.. since everyone talked about her costume.. but that was about her costume and not her. Her face neck and shoulders slowly turned a nice shade of red and was happy her entire body was covered with coloring make-up or she would have been screwed. She stuttered over a soft thank you ,but quickly looked up to the sky when she heard birds taking off into the sky. It was like they were spooked into flying away. Her fingers tightened around Markus' arm as she started walking a little faster to catch up with siri and Evvy.

"I don't know where we are going, but I feel like I'm being watched or followed.. I really don't like this"


(.Custume.)

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[teh soosh]

[Hey all sorry I have been MIA I have finals next week and just got through writing two eight page papers and now have to set up a presentation for Psych. I'll try to get a post out as soon as I can.]

[Ruque Honzaro]

Bennoni | Rotauge | Kaevar

“life is like a house of cards. When they fall, build them back up, then set them a blaze and let them burn.”


The night seemed alot colder then normal to Bennoni as he wandered through the forest. Seemed like they had left with out him, but who could blame them he was a little late for he couldn't get his hair to sit quite right but that really didn't bother him it gave him some time to think as he walked. His eyes moved left to right as he weaved in and out through the tree, he knew there was a set path but that wouldn't be to much fun if he just walked up behind them. His over coat bellowed in the slight breeze as he stepped, surprisingly his boots didn't make that much noise for they muffled the snapping of branches as he broke them with his wieght. He began to move a little faster for he was begining to grow bored of being alone. Thankfully that wouldn't last long for he could hear voices up ahead of him and they sounded familliar.

He picked up his speed sprinting now through the forest which mad his journey even shorter as he passed the small group of his friends just a few feet off to their right. 'Seems tally is a little jumpy right now, that is good,' he thought playfully as let stood still, behind one of the many trees around him, and let them pass him before stepping out and following them, making little sound as he did," Well, Well, Well, what do I have here, A Greek Goddess, Poision Ivy, The Mad Hatter, and what this Jack Skellington, now there is a group I wouldn't picture seeing together," He smirked as he finally spoke out while they continued to walk, hopefully he could get at least one of them to jump," Every one of your costumes are just bloody brilliant," he laughed," Well at least the back of them look good," His eyes looked over each of the girls in front of him a small playful smile crossed his face.

Bennoni's costume

[occ: sorry for the short post. Once again I am Origin Dark]

[The Kondom Faiiry]

♫ ♬ ♪ Evangelina Minerva Alucard

✬Little Miss Cellophane The Dancer

Dancing is like sex on hard floor.

Eva sat back watching her friends talk. She smiled and laughed at the right moments. She looked as if she was watching everyone, but her eyes almost always stayed on Siri, watching her face move, as her emotions danced across her delicate features. Her teeth grazed her bottom lip as a smile played across her lips. A moment ago she was ridged, and nervous, but now the lavender calmed her nerves. Lavender? She replayed in her mind every scent she used and lavender wasn't in anything. The only thing that carried on her skin was her citrus body wash that smelled like oranges and tangerine, and then her perfume, Sensual Amber from Bath and body works, that was a sharp sweet smell. Her smile turned to a quick from as the tension slid back between her shoulder blades. She nodded her head in agreement, trying to fight the dread that twisted her stomach and chest.

When Siri's arm linked with hers she jumped slightly and then relaxed enjoying the red velvet against her chilled skin. She straightened her arm out, dropping her hand down by her hip, and played her fingers long her pale friend's arm, her fingers barely intertwined with her own. She turned on her flash light to illuminate the shadowed path in front of her, careful where she placed her foot so she wouldn't slip and fall. She was so concentrated on breathing and walking that she barely was aware of her surroundings. She heard a twig above their head crack and tumble a few branches down before it stooped. her head snapped up at the noise, and swore she could have seen something move, but she brushed it off, murmuring to herself in a bare whisper, " there is nothing there, nothing there, nothing there, " she repeated these reassurances

When she heard the voice behind them she shrieked, a short scream that could raise anyone's hair. Her breathing quickened and squeezed Siri's hand drawing her friend to s stop as she flashed the light in the face of the mon....Benni. Fury flashed through her hazel eyes, as she realized who it was. " Aye! Eres tan insoportable! Me has asustado!" ( Oh! You are so unbearable! You scared me! ) Her accent was thick as she spoke. She stopped when she realized she just spoke a language her friends barely understood. Her eyes searched Benni's grinning face, and then traveled down his body. Taking in his costume. He looked exactly like the GraveRobber from Repo!, it was one of her favorite movies, and she couldn't stay mad at her friend for long before she blushed and nodded a thanks.

[Anthem-of-Angels]

Gotta eat to live,
gotta steal to eat,
Tell you all about it when I got the time!

✖-Timothy | Aiden | Sciullo-✖

Behind the shadows of dancing flames atop candles, a darker figure stirred within the confinds of the rustic colored bedroom that Timothy called home. Beneath blanket after blanket, the dirty blonde haired boy finally emerged from his tomb like bed and groaned loudly as he pressed his palms to his eyes. Despite knowing all the rumors and speculations of their kind, a vampire that is, he was never going to give up the luxury a queen sized, cushioned bed provided for the dismal and claustrophobic wooden walls of a coffin. It was out of the question.

Thrusting his hands above his head, a wide yawn parted his lips, flashing off the elongated fangs held within. Not seeming to care, or even notice, since by now he should be used to it, he continued to bicker with his legs to get himself up. Finally, after leaning back and getting a bit of momentum to his movements, he escaped the claws of the fabric that seemed to never want him to leave. Stretching out his slender frame a little bit more, he gave a glance over his shoulder towards the mattress, frowning as he watched the indent from his body begin to fade. The one other luxury of a bed however... didn't provide for the dead. Never being warm, the blankets did nothing but preserve the cold... And ohh did he long for once in a while to return and find his bed warm instead of the frigid temperature that he was used to.

Nevertheless, he shuffled forward, the moonlight casting down through a window to show off his thin yet built figure. He wore a par of Xbox pajama bottoms that he had plundered from one of his escapades to the village... Not that The Master had to know, seeing as they weren't particularly welcomed by humans with open arms. But he needed something to cover his loins while he was sleeping... God knows he could never muster up enough courage to attempt to sleep in the nude. The mere thought of it made him shudder and he rubbed at his bare arms in a feeble attempt to make them go away. His upperbody however was unclothed, making him look like a normal, teenage, young fellow... If God only knew.

As he rounded a corner, expecting to see at least one of his fellow brethren in the home, he blinked, dumbfounded that the house was completely and utterly... Empty. Brushing some of the short and spiky golden locks away from his icy blue eyes, he let his gaze linger on the empty room before a memory came crashing down onto his brain like a ton of bricks. He cursed a little bit before doing what most humans call a face palm today, and then proceeded to whine about what ever it was that was bothering him.

"Grah! That was today?! How could I have forgotten!? And more importantly... Why didn't anyone wake me up!!" He screamed out into the emptiness of the castle before letting his arms fall limply at his sides, his head raised towards the ceiling. Sure... He didn't know how many in the household exactly liked his childish and troublemaking ways, but to leave him behind on All Hallow's Eve? That was just low... Jutting out his lower lip in a form of a pout he turned and began to trudge back towards his room. Though he wasn't going to give up THAT easily. Sure he had been left behind, but he still had a costume in store for this occasion, and he planned on wearing it still!

"Poco idiotî... Mi lascia dietro... Vi voglio mostrare loro..." he cursed in his native tongue. Finally reentering his dimly lit room, he made his way over towards one of the chest of drawers and locked his fingers around the tarnished metal knob. With a tug, it slid open with ease, exposing some of the clothes Timothy often wore during his attempts to be sneaky. Rummaging through them, tossing the occasional black article of clothing to the side, he finally retrieved what he was looking for, seeing as it was on the very bottom of the pile.

Pulling out a very fancy, and flowing cape, he set it on the side of his bed before zipping over to the closet where the other pieces of the costume where hanging. He silently slipped from his pajama bottoms and into a pair of sleek, fancier, black pants, followed by a victorian style white shirt. He made sure to keep the chest open a little, after all... he was trying to imitate one of the most popular musicals of all time. At that, he re turned to his dresser where he retrieved a small, white, half of a mask which he had already set up to rest comfortably on the side of his face. Fumbling with that however took a little bit of time before he found it to settle just right and a sigh escaped his lungs. He went over, retrieved the cape, and draped it over his shoulders, grinning the entire time. He was set!

He slipped into the shadows from his room and silently made his way down the halls, the cape flowing behind him with every step he took. His grin seemed to gleam in the darkness, showing the excitement that he knew he would be in store for once he reached the outside. When he finally reached the main entrance, and his eyes came to settle on those double doors he giggled before then letting his hands fall to the large handles to the door and pulling them open. It was a refreshing feeling to have the wind sweep over him, the smell of the fall seasons in the air... and knowing what adventures the night would have in store for him. With that, he kicked off from the first step, the doors closing behind him and disappearing into the surrounding forests.

It took him a little while, even for a vampire... making their way through the forests down to the village was rather challenging. He loved being able to finally let his abilities soar, to be able to run fast, feel the wind dance over his clothing and frame. It was such a rush... And when he finally came to the edge of the town he simply slipped in and began to mingle with the many people that he saw passing.

"This won't be that bad. So many people... What should I explore first?"He questioned aloud. That was the one problem... Timothy, unsupervised... Oh what trouble would he get himself into?

{Italian Translation}
[- Little jerks.... Leaving me behind... I'll show them.-]

[costume with] [cape]

Here goes, better throw my hand in
Wish me happy landin'
All I gotta do is jump!

[Candi_Demon]

As Kalypso moved closer and closer to the cemetery, she could feel the pull of that certain place in her mind. Calling out to her, screaming her true name out. 'Kalia.. Kalia... Kalia' Only one person that is still alive knew this name and she was technically dead. Though that did not matter to those of the metaphysical realm. They knew her; wanted her, and needed her; she knew them all, wanted to raise them all and needed to raise them all. The need was raw in her face; if you knew what you were looking for. Kaylpso was just no average person with a gift. No; she had to use her gift. If she did not; she would raise the dead subconsciously. As in, when she was not holding her powers in her mind like a closed fist; she will bring armies of undead creatures to their home. Tiny bunny rabbits, wolfs, bears, mice, all things that have dead in a radius around her that was nearly impossible to predict. It was her gift, her curse, her luxury and a problem. As she moved closer and closer to it; she could feel the hand in her mind slipping. Slowly the grasp on her powers slipped and escaped her body in a powerful wave. It pulsated and moved like it was alive; sloshing around her body for a instant before it found where it wanted to go. Kal often let her powers choose which body to animate. It often chose the oldest of the corpses. but tonight it wanted to bring the entire cemetery to life. She passed through a arch way that used to be part of a old church; that Kal happened to help destroy a very long time ago. Passing through the arch was like taking a deep breathing and holding it the entire time you are in the cemetery; At least that was it was like for Kal. She had to hold back her powers; her mind; as it wanted to do what it does best.

Moving through the old graveyard until she reached the very center of it. Her feet making no sound as they hit the ground, the birds not even bothering to move because she looked like no threat to them. Stopping here and there; rubbing her fingertips along each tomb and grave stone as she passed them. Her eyes were closed as she neared a very old but living tree. Placing her back against the hard bark; palms flat against the bark. Waiting for the perfect moment to unleash her powers. She wanted the bodies to look perfect whole and human again.

Instead; she heard a large flock of birds take off from the forest to her left. Her eyes snapped open and her head twisted to the left. She saw them flying in the sky towards her; and keeping away from what ever was in the forest. As the wind for the birds flew past her; she smelt Bane all over them. she also sniffed out a hint of human and a little of her Eliza and Bren. Turning her head back to the graveyard; she softly pulled back her powers. Closing the hand in her mind so tightly; if it was real, it would have been completely white. Then she was off; running in the direction of the forest. Then another scent hit her; Timothy was in the small town. She knew his scent and tell where he was every single time she even got a hint of him. her trajectory didn't change; he had just moved out of the forest. She continue the way she was but this time, slowly; actually, she was walking now. Walking towards The Rebel; why she wanted to see him so quickly.. she could not think of a reason why. So she just moved towards him; the forest and Bane, her finger tip lacing in her hair behind her lower back.

The world is a playground for our kind.
Now, Who will stand in my way of having a little fun?
You? Oh You can try.. but you will not succeed!

[Chambered_Melody]

xxxxxxxxxxxx| ßane Йoa Ţerichio |xxxxxxxxxxxx

Will You Follow Me? Or Be Killed By Me?
The Choice Is Completely Up To You

Leaping from tree to tree with skills of the wind, she kept up with the group of humans. Her soon to be, new pets. She was so excited, she could tase cinnomon in the air now. Her own emotional electricity -so to speak- started to spread like wild fire all around her. It was too much to contain by herself alone. A large, evil grin spread across her face when a new human arrived. "How delicious" She mouthed to herself as she watched the humans travil closer and closer to her home at the top of the hill. She went deeper into the trees when the exsotic smelling one tunred on a flash light. Now, the lights wouldn't hurt one of her family memebers, but it would make them seen, and right now, they needed to be invisable.

She was just about to 'fly' to the next tree branch when she felt something she had hopped wouldn't happen until the nights events were over. He was awake. Now, Bane was not responcible for getting her children up, though when she needed them, she would let them know. There was one exception to this however. Her little Timothy. Her little hell rasier. She had to admit, he was a great son full of power. And hse did love him as her son, he was just soo irritating. She looked to her other two who were closest to her and hissed so low that the human's ear's wouldn't be abel to pick up her words, but the vampires would. "Make sure they make it to the house in one peice. If there is one scratch on any of them, there will be punishment." Oh yes, when dealing with somethign so delicet like humans, dear Mother Mast Bane was going to be ratehr tough until everything in in order. Insted of bounding forward, she bounded backwards, back to teh town where she could feel her son's joyst emotions, joy and excitment mixed with a little envy and she knew why. Her and her family had left him behind, but she had reason to. She wasn't the type of vampire who could watch her son and make sure that dinner arrived on time!

She ran as fast as she could until she was a few yards away from the town's edge. From then on, she jogged until she passed the first hosue and started to mix in with the humans. She could smell her son in almost every direction in town as the wind started to pick up. She shook out her hair and the lavender and peppers scent ecaped from her ever fiber. The Lavender for calm feelings, and the peppers for excitment and adventure. She walked quicker then humas should, but no one seemed to noticed. She followed the scent of her son and ignored the humans who started to think about going into the woods. Her main though right now was making sure that Timothy wasn't doing anything the whole family would regret. She stopped dead in her tracks when Timothy's scent mixed with Kal's. She suddenly felt a wave of heart ach, she hadn't even noticed that her sister dear wasn't areound with her...Well, she noticed, but she didn't wonder to much about it, she was far to excited, and it wasn't like Kal couldn't take care of herself. She didn't let her emotions get to out of hand though, but continued to speed walk to the cemitary where she could feel the strong feeligns of her Sister and son.

She stoped walking for a moment and listened to the wind speak. It didn't do it often, but she knew she had to get her family together before the humans arrived. She walked slowly, for her, to where her two family members would be. She would apear leaning against one of the larger Tombstone. With ehr arms crossed in a peaceful way, she spoke. Her voice would be solom, soft, and with a hint of excitment. "Come now. We must welcome our new play toy's." Now, Bane wasnt all that crule, it was only the fct that she enjoyed calling the humans by little strange pet names. She wouldn't wait for them to speak next, but start to head to the short cut from the cemitary to the woods. "You may both come back here another night if you wish. But now, we must take our leave." She started to walk before she broke out in a complete run, loving the feel of the ground beneath her feet. A smile slowly across her face as she grew closer to her home. Hoping to arrive there before the humans so she could be there to close the door tight behind them.

Ohh she was so excited that her running got quicker and quicker! It only took her about forty seconds to reach the twent yard line of her manstion. As she ran she took out a long shiny silver chain from a slit in her pants. At the end of the very long chain, there was an Amulet. It was a very special one at that. She looked back as she ran and 'shouted' to her family "Timothy, please hide inside, the others will be bringing in the humans. Kalipso my dear Sister, please, be with me." She ashed in a soft welcoming voice, the kind that could never be trusted and yet you did anyways. When she got close enough to the mansion, she bent down as she ran, and then pushed herself upwards in an enormouse jump, holding out her one hand to catch hold of a peice of the wood work for her mansion. She did the same thing over and over again, juumping until she got to the top of her home. While there she stood for half a moment before she started to spin the necklave around and around and around over her head. As she did, the wind cought inbetween the holes in the pendance peice. Making a high pitched sound, like a dog's wistel but for vampires. [[look in time frame 4.17]] It was The Call, something Bane used when she wanted her children to her that very moment. It would mean that her children were to come home and get ready for the new guests. It was time to collect their toy's!

[[occ::Silver neck brace
Bane's costume]]

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[Chambered_Melody]

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| Siri ••• Otsanda ••• Alcomett |

If it wasn't fot the unexpected large grin on her face, people would think she was scared out of her wits! And she was. Everything was making her jump, even her how heart made her jump. She felt bad because she didn't think that her jumping would held eva at all, she was ever so grateful that she had brought the flashlights and put hers on too. As Eva had her down, Siri had her's up! Moving it this way and that all around him [so it would be like becons for the two vampires but she didn't know that!]. She shivered when Eva's fingers ran over her skin ever so softly. Goosebumps running all over her upper half, and it wasn't becuase she was cold! She could only guess that her fingers were trying to find hers, adn she instantly easilized, that Eva was looking for that hand to hold. Siri only too gladly wrapped her fingers with Evvy's. The warmth of her hand a tingely sensation of its own.

When she heard a small noise behind then Siri gasped slgihtly but froze in ehr spot before quickly releasing Eva and spinning around. By the time she got her light to Bennoni by the time he started to speak. "Bennoni!" She almost screamed out loud, her heart in her throat and her breathign quickened. "You scared the hell out of me!" She gasped as she try to lower her heart rate. Her arm quickly finding its place back around Eva's and her fingers relacing in her's. After a moment of deep breaths Siri started to laugh, it was one of those 'omg that so so scary' kind of laugh. "Damn....Ugh, damn." She laughted again before she turned and started to walk again. Hopefully gently dragging Eva with her. "We're going to the haunted manstion on the top of the hill!" She proclained as she started to walk a little faster.

She was getting to antious, if Bennoni could just show up out of no where, then what else could do the same. She continued to shine the lights everywhere and all around anbd her pace quickened and once agains she started her little jumping dance. Weaving this way and that her and her friends were now in the dead center of the woods, if any of them screamed, hardly anyone in the town would hear them, not unless they were a few feet into the woods. "...Do you smell Cinnomon?" She asked. "Mixed with....more lavender?" Siri asked mainly Eva because she had smelt teh lavender before along with her. They all continued to walk further and further away from the town. She started to think that it was about time to turn back, when she started to see some 'light' at the edge of the horizen. "Almost there...." She said in a smallish voice. Her smile retrned as the excitment in the air rose and fell for her. She almost started to bounce with a mixture of fear and excitment as the wind blew cold against her face. She could see more of the open feild with each passing step. She squeesed a little tighter to Eva's hand and moved just a few inches closer with excitement and the fact that she was there and making her feel braver, as if she had to act brave to protect her. She knew as long as Eva was alright, then she would continue to be brave.


i MiGHT B3 iN th3 CLOS3T
BUT AT L3AST i KNOW i'M SAF3 TH3R3

[Dustland Fairytale Whore]

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For several moer seconds, Bren watched the humans slip through the trees with fascination. Yes, he had been the first to retreat for a safer place in the forest, but that didn't mean he wanted to stop watching the humans. He hadn't gotten to just stand and observe in a while. The small group of humans was joined by one other male, who seemed to have scared the goddess half to death. She jumped and exclaimed in Spanish, a language Bren himself knew well. At least, he used to know it well... His mother's side of the family had been Spanish. She'd married rich British nobility. Lucky her.

Bren started when Angel's near silent voice reached his attention. He nodded obligingly to her when she turned and furiously whispered a plan to him. He fell still, deciding to place his trust in his family member. He didn't know exactly how adept Angel was at her magic, but he figured he was about to find out. He never knew exactly what she did in her free time, either, but she guessed this was it. And... he had to agree, the humans were just a few yards away. Suddenly, a flock of crows somewhere several trees away took flight, their black mass blotting out several stars at once. Bren had to resist the urge to turn toward them, which he found shameful. He was a vampire, he was supposed to have better control over himself than having to make a conscious effort not to look when some birds flew off. Besides, that was Bane he was smelling now. She was around somewhere.

Somewhere, he discovered was the tree above Angel. His eyes shifted to look to his Master, then fell back to Angel, waiting. She would have to do whatever she was planing fast, or the humans would reach them before they were ready.

{{Sorry for the short post... I tried to come up with something better. And I'm sorry I put this up before waiting for you, Stella, but I was holding up progress, taking so long with it. So sorry everybody!}}

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[Anthem-of-Angels]

Gotta eat to live,
gotta steal to eat,
Tell you all about it when I got the time!

✖-Timothy | Aiden | Sciullo-✖

Timothy had been almost 'dancing' about on the streets of the village, his blue eyes taking in all the different sorts of decorations that humans had placed as well as the different scents that loffed from certain buildings. He could smell all sorts of different perfumes that the women were wearing to try and make themselves more alluring to the men that surrounded them, and the food that people were baking... Oh it was like he was in a whole new world.

His blue eyes flickered around, as the occasional human female would pass by him, grinning at his costume, and how happy they seemed to recognize it from The Phantom of the Opera play. It almost made him giggle inside. In response to their looks, he'd fan out his cape and give a light bow, giving a wide and toothy grin. He hated hiding, and sulking around... He always wanted to make his appearance known and have as much fun as he could.

However, his attention diverted when an all to familiar scent caught him like a noose, nearly making him fall over. Turning and glaring over his shoulder, he continued to pout, wondering why one of his kin was drawing closer. Sighing slightly he went beneath a nearby tree and gave a light glance around, making sure there were no humans to terribly close. When he finally saw his chance, he leapt up and latched himself onto a branch, heaving himself up onto it, before perching as if a vulture. His blue eyes peered outward before he tilted his head a little to the side, smiling faintly.

"Are you going to be my chaperone for tonight Kail?" He questioned aloud, knowing that by now she was close enough to be able to hear his voice.


:EDIT:

However, as The Master's voice echoed from somewhere, Timothy squeaked and nearly fell backwards off the tree branch he had so graciously been perched upon. Latching on tighter, he did his best to keep his balance, but seeing as how he was nearly vertical sitting there, his grip finally faltered and he tumbled down to the ground below. However, having his little 'cat-like' reflexes, he twisted midair and landed on all fours, a firm and disappointed pout across his face. Why was he being beckoned back to the house? He had just gotten out there and had just started having fun! What a bother...

"Stupido Lady... non lasciare me hanno qualsiasi divertimento..." he said frowning before he began to trudge back to the castle. He could just ignore the order, but on a night like this... He thought it best not to. As much as he wanted to go out and play, like the others... he just had to suck it up and go along with it. Huffing he trudged through the underbrush of the woods, not even walking as fast as a vampire could... making sure to take his time in returning.

However, when he finally did arrive to the castle doors, he looked like a saddened child... one that had just been told that Santa Clause wasn't real... He didn't understand why he was the only one out of the batch not being allowed to mingle with the humans. Pushing the doors open he slipped inside and flopped lazily in the middle of the floor, putting his legs indian style, and crossing his arms over his chest. A pout was placed firmly across his face, and his messy hair seeming even more messy... Now what fun was he supposed to have here?



{Italian translation}
[ -Stupid lady... not letting me have any fun...-]

[costume with] [cape]

Here goes, better throw my hand in
Wish me happy landin'
All I gotta do is jump!

[Alas Zombies]

╟єℓιzαвєтн αиgєℓιqυє мαтяα тнєяι¢нσ╣

wιтcнy woмan

At night, i feel like a vampire
its not right, but i just cant give it up.

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Angel's lips pursed together as her mind went into lockdown, as she felt the bright lights search through the trees, Angel closed her eyes quickly, a quick intake of breath being the only sound heard as she lifted her hands out to the side and mumbled something incoherent. Angel's eyes remained closed as she stepped back, and stood behind Bren. A twist of vines, slid around them, not in the dramatic sense of a cocoon, but like a wall, or a giant bush. Or at least that is what the humans see, it had been a part of her studies, the humans would see nothing but leaves, no matter how experienced their eye, or how bright their flashlight; even if they had begun to walk in the direction of the bush, the effect would last long enough for them to build up another one behind it. Angel knew that the effect itself wouldn't last long enough for them to sit their forever, but she hoped with all of her empty chest that these humans would keep going.

When Angel got the look from Bane, she nodded in agreement not to touch the humans, like she was planning on it anyway, right. Angel pushed her thought's away, she knew that she and Bren would be in charge of 'herding', if you will, the humans towards the house. Angel's mind began to speed forward quickly analyzing their move, how they would go about it, pushing past the temptation to lunge forward and drag them home. Angel wanted her toy to be shiny and new, not broken and bruised. Angel's hands were still focused on the illusion before them. It didn't look like anything except maybe a fog to the couple, but to the humans, a bush. Angel kept her long, thin arms spread out as she stood behind Bren, watching. Hoping they woudl hurry.



Angel could smell the Cinnamon, and then that was followed by the translucent sound of 'The Call' from Bane. Angel knew that she and Bren would have to stay to bring the group home. Angel was overrun with the need to step forth and take them with her, but the pentacle that rested on the hump of her cleavage was beginning to burn her skin as it rested their idol, too much in use, and as Angel would have been sweating if she were human, at this moment. Angel took in an unnecessary breath, not loud enough for the humans to hear, but gave her some sort of false relief as she longed to enjoy her meal, if you want to say it like that.


Angel flashed her eyes open as she tried to concentrate on the humans as they began to walk closer to them. Angel pursed her lips and made sure that she wouldn't say it really loud, she knew that they had to be really quiet at this moment, the humans would be very close to the brush, and Angel begged that they wouldn't touch it. Angel's lips were close to Bren's ears, her cold breath shot out slowly into his ear, trying not to be extremely loud.

"Don't. Move." Angel paused and glared out towards the humans, her hunger riveting through her body. "Be very quiet." Angel nodded as she stepped back, trying not to be so close to Bren, feeling awkward.

This was her line of work, and she was the best for it, doing the unbelievable was her thing, and she quickly lifted her hands down and then forward, strengthening the darkness of the fog to the vampire couple, and thickening the branches to the humans. Angel smiled to herself, her esteem rising as she kept her hopes of doing this right grow. Angel did not want to disappoint Bane.

Angel suddenly got the harsh, cold scent of her other family member. Timothy, Angel's eyes closed brashly, Bane was on edge, that is why she was leaving the job to Bren and herself. Angel smiled to herself, Timothy had such a habit of being himself, and Angel adored that part of him, but had some sort of loathing towards that part of him, because he wasn't always so kind, and sometimes he was very resentful towards how she acted so shy. Angel grounded her feet and begged to the goddess that things would be alright, and that the family would not be failed. Angel knew that Bren was there with her and she kept that in thought, because Bren would need her help not to be revealed to the humans. Angel grit her teeth again and watched.

[Chambered_Melody]

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Will You Follow Me? Or Be Killed By Me?
The Choice Is Completely Up To You

The night had gone by all to quickly. Her Sister had returned from Germany with wonderful knews of her clan growing to new highths. Really, her clan was only the second largest in the world. It was mostly because of her lift of being able to make her caln so peacful. Really, most vampire clans were never more then three people, that's all they can handel. Most vampires are to taritorial and to suspicious to be able to live as anything else then as a wonderer. Heavens knows that they wouldn't be able to stay in one place and live in a civilized way. There was one Clan however. Only one, the one in Germany. They called themselves, The Macht, or The Power. They are about closest thing to a 'royal' family that Bane's world that there could be. With her's about ready to dethron it if it got any bigger! Well, that really would take a while. The Macht Caln was over a thousand members to the clan, and only the extrimly gifted are allowed in, otherwise your used only for fighting perposes. They live more expsnsivly then the Thericho clan does, but then again, Bane's clan is more of a family then theirs are. There were people there however, like her, that kept the Macht clan in order, the leader was very choose about who was around him, and only the most beautiful and most powerful could be near him. That was why he wanted Bane to be one of his brides, only, she would have it becuase she would have to follow him, and that was not where her heart was.

Anyways, lets get back to the story shall we. It's holloween night and it seemed more like christmas to Master Bane. She was getting new clan memebers, new family. And a few new play toys to make life a little less of a hassel! Her emotional scents of lavander and cinnomon seemed to be pouring fromt eh woman herself. Seemed so strong that nothing could change them....well, nothing other then her son! Her Son Timothy was just about the only one who ever agrovated her or caused her to lose her temper. She had just found her son and her Sister at a grave yard and beconed them back home to greet the new toy's arrivals while her Angel and her dear first in command Bren made sure they arrived on time and in one order. Now, its hard ever that Dear Mast Bane gets mad at anyone, but its suposed that because of all the excitement, Bane was already on egde from not hunting for a very long time. So Timthy's words, though in Italian, were not gone unheard.

She stopped in her trackes when she heard his voice. It had been quiet, but nothing really ever gets by Bane. She was much to 'old' and wise for that. 'Stupid Lady....not letting me ahve any fun.' As she turned, a loud, tri vocal growl escaped from her every being. The air seemed to cool and ice over instantly. The ground around her started to fogg up around her as her emotions changed so quickly. The air turned a ransid scent of tar and sulfur. "What. Did you call me?" She asked though she knew very well what he said. She was about twenty yards away from him in one moment, and one foot away from in in the next. Her eyes had filled in completely black as they darted directly down into Timothy's eyes. Her hand had barly touched his shoulder, and she knew he would be brougth down to his knees as she forced his 'tattoo' [look at the cover page for a picture of it] to change and move to a fist at his throat. It would block his air way, no, not the kind that human have, the one ones that can cutt off all senses completley. He wouldnt' be able to smell anything, or see anything. It wouldn't kill him, but be very, very, veyr uncomfertable for him. Almost painful. However, she did leave his hearing, so he would be able to hear the threat in her voice.

"Timothy Aiden Sciullo Thericho." She sounded like a mother indeed. "You, my Son will remember your place. You, my Son, will remember who he serves and who gracefully keeps your immortal life still living." As she spoke there would be a trembel from her hand and to Timothy as well as she stirred up every painful emotion that he's ever experianced. Any emotions and physical pain! She continued to hold onot him as she paused a moment. A warmth would re-enter into her hand and into Timothy. "You will also remeber that even though I punish you, that I do this only becuase I care. Though you will never see it my way, you will know soon enough just how much I love to have you in my clan, in my family. However..." She knelt down so she could wisper into his ear. The painfull emotions gone and all that's left were warm and happy emotions. "...If you ever feel the need to curse my name in any way you think you need to. I strongly suggest that you do it out of my hearing range. Or not in hearing at all." Meaning, keep it in your head where not many can hear you. She let out another small trio voice'd growl before she spoke again. "Or I promise you. Your punishment will not end when I'm finished speaking my dearest Timothy." She rose and stood up, waiting a small moment before releasing him and heading to the house after giving her Sister a quick loving smile. As if her little disoplin moment never happened.

When she arrived at the house she called to her family using her amulet. She did this for about a minute, enough time for her family to hear it. It would also draw attention to any other vampires, but thankfully, she knem there were none for many miles. There was a rule, if the spinning of the amulet encreses and the pitch does at well, thats a signal for help. If its just a calm pitch, then its a calling. Today was not that special to most, so they knew to keep away. Only her family would come to the call. After the one minute, she ended the call and waked to the edge of the house, only, not stopping at the edge. She let herself dropp and twist in the air until she landed at the bottom. Her knees bent down slighlty, but she started to walk right after she felt hte ground at her feet. Entering into the house making sure that eveything was in its propper place. "Let the fin begin now my dearest and sweetlings. Let them wander about inside for a while. Keep hidden but make it fun for yourselves. When they start to leave again, we wil make ourself known." She spoke in a soft and silent matter, so only her family would be able to hear her. Her eyes changed to red almost instantly with her excitment and the air once again turned to Cinomon but this time, not only Lavender occompanyied it. A suttle scent of spicy bell peppers, to occompany with her hunger.

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[Anthem-of-Angels]

Gotta eat to live,
gotta steal to eat,
Tell you all about it when I got the time!

✖-Timothy | Aiden | Sciullo-✖

In the least bit Timothy could say he wasn't expecting it... and as the shrill sound echoing throughout the halls resinated in his ears he winced in pain. He was unsure how such a noise could come from such a small woman... Ohh how it made him want to claw his own eardrums out... But what happened next took him by complete and total shock. Before he knew what had hit him, the world went dark, and he felt himself fall backwards. His hands reached out and groped at the air for something, anything, to help cease what ever it was that was happening to him. He gagged, and choked, his eyes rolling back into his skull as the all to familiar phantom mask fell from his face and shattered onto the floor below.

However, it was then that The Master's voice filled his ears. He felt his limbs go limp, as with the rest of his body and he shuddered uncontrollably, fear welding up inside him... an emotion he hadn't felt for a long time. He could do nothing... Nothing but listen. As she spoke, and that pain flowed into him, he jerked and writhed, his mouth uttering silent words... Tears welded up in the corners of his eyes and once full, fell down his pail features. It had been centuries since he had felt the sting of tears.... and it made him recall the times when he was a human. Though it might have been unintentional, his mind reminisced on the scene he saw when he opened his eyes to a raging inferno... And everything he had once treasured gone. In addition to that was the agony his body was in, it felt as if at every joint he was being torn, if he was being dragged behind a herd of wild horses, or being shredded limb from limb by feral beasts. He couldn't express it, other then the feeble and silent emotions that played out over his features. Gritting his teeth together, within the pits of his mind he prayed for it to end... for it to cease for it to all be over...

At that instant was when the tone changed, and happiness filled him, and despite the flow into him... the tears still came. He didn't move, and as she left him there, releasing it, his body violently responded. Gasping for air that was uneeded, he rolled onto his stomach, coughing uncontrollably. His body still felt wracked with pain, and his brain pounded inside of his skull. Pushing his palms to his temples he slipped into a more helpless position, bringing his knees up to his chest as his body still heaved out coughs. He wasn't able to speak, but only burry his face into the floor in an attempt to stop the tears... God what that woman had done to him.

His cape hung behind him, no wind to move it, nothing but a lifeless sheet over his shoulders. It gave him no comfort, no support... and it only weighed him down. Tearing it off and throwing it aside he began to regain some of his composure, though all dignity was gone... What ever she had done to him effected him more deeply then she probably could have imagined... Gathering himself up, he stood to shaky legs and began to attempt to make his way to his room. In some ways he didn't even want to move, and in others, his body didn't want to respond. Wiping his face clear of any remaining tears he coughed once more, keeping his gaze low and his head hung... as if he was a beaten dog. What a hell of a night turned out to be.

[costume with] [cape]

Here goes, better throw my hand in
Wish me happy landin'
All I gotta do is jump!