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Me.	25.0%	[ 8 ]
Me too!	28.1%	[ 9 ]
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[Chambered_Melody]

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| ßane Йoa Ţerichio |

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That's Ţerichio To YouxxxxxxxA.K.A ßanexxxxxxxxŤhe Ϻaster

Bane had her eyes closed now, in her way, tasting the emotions of her dear and sweet family. Her family that follows her though out the hard times. Especially when her power was in jeperty. Even at her weakest hour, they held her upright and kept her mind straight. "oh my family. If only you could really understand how much I care for you, how much I would weep if anything happened to you dearlings. I just don't know what I'd do." She kept her eyes closed as she though of so many things at once. Of her past family, and compareing them to this family. She was also planning everything in her mine, at least, what she expected to happen on Holloween night. She knew nothing was ever done perfectly. But she could still wish for it. Like she had told her family, she was tiered of having to hunt all the time. Her and her clan wen't allowed to to hunt as often as she would like becuase the population continues to dwindel from their...hehe....late night snacks.

She snapped out of it when she heard the spoft sweet voice of her daughter, Angel. She opened her eyes, they were soft and forgiving looking. "Of cose my sweet. I would love for you to befriend them...." She turned to the rest of her family as she continued to speak. "But of corse, one must remember. If you get to close to your pets, they may think you weak hearted. As well as make them believe you wont harm them if they don't behave. If you are to befriend the humans my sons and daughters, please, just remember not to get too attached. One musen't forget how febel and fragile humans are to us. And please, be careful not to break them. There arn't enough holidays where children come out wonderng in the night, like we do." She continued to smile and speak to her family in a loving way. Turning her back to her family and walked closer to the window, unfortunatly for her, it was also close to the fire place. She ignored that part. Placing her hand on the window she smiled, a gleam of hunger for the hunt in her eyes. "Only a few more hours. Another sunrise, and then it wil be our time to walk with the living. Only to make them more like us....dead." To her kind, at least the ones who chose to be this way, her words were not sad in any way. It was amusing and ironic. Only, the humans that they may feast on tomorrow night would not waking up after they are bitten.

"I think it is time for a walk. Please, join me if you wish." She walked away from the window and fire place and to the door. Walking outside the cool air felt warm to her skin. The moon was hidden behind dark clouds. It was going to rain tonight. That was easy enough to see. Maybe she would walk until it rained, and dance with the dropplits. Walking closer to the woods she was thinking about the new comers that would be here within the next few days. She would make sure they were warned about the pain to come, and what duties they would have. If they still wanted to join her clan, then they would. If she felt there were anything that suggested hesitation, then she would have them killed instantly. She would do the same if they chose not to join. She can't just have people knowing about them, running about still alive and all now could she? She walked slightly deeper into the woods and let the shaodws cover her completley. Smelling the scents of the woods. She loved the scents in the woods, it made her happy, and making her happy, made others happy.

[Candi_Demon]

Kalypso sat silently next to her master; listening to everything she had to say. When Liza entered the room; a thin veil seemed to be lifted from her mind. When ever Angel was in the room with her; Kal was not so worried about her little sister. Almost like the connection between them as creator and changeling. Her eyes went over Liza before looking back to Bane. She stood as Bane did; her feet silent and cold against the warm ground. Toes curling as Bane spoke about the humans.Kal knew exactly how she wanted to treat the treat that would be arriving in their home soon. A shiver ran down her spine as her mind started to play a small haunting video. A evil little twitch pulled up the left side of her lips. It sat there as Bane spoke about going for a walk. Kal's feet were moving before Bane could even finish her sentence. Trailing after her like a a fantastic body guard she was. Not leaving her Master alone for more then a millisecond. Always at her side, and will be there for eternity. Her toes digging into the dirt as they moved. Kal loved the forest; the way it felt at night when one could not see more then a few feet in front of them. The way it felt when you break free from the thick trees and into a clearing so the moon can smack against your skin. absorbing the rays of the mother moon. The dew in the wind tickled her nose; it was going to rain and soon. It was a taste on the back of her tongue, that proved her nose to be right. Smiling; Kal loved the rain. Loved it when the first speckles of it started to hit the ground and then her skin. She loved it when the ice cold water hit her skin and wiggled its way across her chalky skin. Another shiver ran through her as she moved along side her master.

((( gah.. short again.. sorry.. ))

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]

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Ǹȅω Άᶇṏḉḿḙṋṫ

Ƥŀěåŝē ɾəǻɗ
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.: Hello my dear ones both human and vampire alike.
I believe that this thread has unfortunatly started to slow in its progress.
So. I have decided to have a little time skip.
We are now starting from one half an hour befor sundown on Holloween.
So, Humans, please, start to get ready for the nights event of walking though the woods after midnight.
Vampires, reast up. For tonight will be a night of slederous fun and games.

Thank you all for listening. :.
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[Chambered_Melody]

| Siri ••• Otsanda ••• Alcomett |

••• I'll ••• Live ••• My ••• Life ••• Thank ••• You •••
That's Siri To YouxxxxxxxA.K.A Oatsxxxxxxxx

A little to Happy on the Outside

"I just have to run and get my things!" Siri had told Evvy when school was over for the weekend. And she did. She ran back home. Well, part of the way. With Siri being herself, she was bound to fall and scrape her knee. When she got home, the air smelt smokey, something Siri was too used to. Limping her way to the kitchen she searched though the cabinets until she found the pain killers for her brooses up knee. Becasue of all the excitment, Siri hardly felt the pain, but knew she would later. She still had her backpack on, and it was starting to bug her. She went to her room. Possibly the only clean place there was. She went to her hammic and put her bag there before snatching up her costume. The one that she made herself. Placing the Blood red Costume in her favorite Black velvet bag

She left her bag in her room and went back to the kitchen to make her mother something to eat. She listnend quietly and could hear that her mother had gone out somewhere. However, Siri never knew if she was going to eat out or not. She didn't mind taking care of her mother, but it got old some times. Her mother was more then capable of makign something for herself. But Siri knew she could hurt herself on the stove or something, and she didnt want that. She ended up making some chicken salad for her mother. Trying to keep her healthy as possble. When the food was done she put it in the refrigerator so it would be ready for her mtoher. Next thing she did was leave a note for her.


"Mom.
I'm going to stay the night at a friends house tonight.
I'll be back later okay.
There is food in the refrigerator for you if you get hungry.
Love you
-Siri"

Siri raced to her room and made sure she had batteries in her two flashlights. Made sure she had clothes for the next day and for the night. She packed in her Rose printed pagamas. She liked the way they felt on her skin, all smooth and such. She packed some Ripped jeans that were a little baggy, but she liked them that way, made them comfertable. And lastely, she packed in A few shits, and a pair of shorts, just in case. Packing in her toliteirs last, she was ready to go. Only, this time she would take her Blue bike. Just so she wouldn't fall...hopefully. With her bag on her back and her bike beneth her, she started to make her way to Evvy's house. SHe had gotten directions, not that it would be too hard to find in the small town that they lived in. She would rid until she got there, see the enormous house, well, anything is enormise compaired to her house. Anyways. Lifting one leg over the bike she got off and pulled it up to the door with her, leaving it there so it would be safe. She looked at herself though the window and made sue she looked alright, fixing her hair and such while trying to ignor her poundign heart that was so full od excitment. Her slender finger went up and she rang the door bell. Now, she waited.

[Chambered_Melody]

XXXXXXXXXXĨdigo ••• Ԑgon •••ƬerichoXXXXXXXXXX

Embrace The Darkness That Lives Deep Within

Enter in a small apartment home. The air moist and the rooms lit with candle light. Indigo was late on her electricity bill. She didn't mind the dark though. As long as the hot water still worked. And it did. A slender body lay inside a tub that was filled with straming hot water. When she first entered the liquid, it burned her skin, but now she was used to it. The water was cleaning her from the days excitment. No longer did she feel sticky with sweat from her day job as a sue chef at the resterant down the street. It was nice to be able to walk to work. She had been soking for about half an hour and the water was still warm. But, her skin was starting to get a little...wrinkely, and that wasn't attractive for her. She used her toes and the plug for the water and listened as the water emptied from the large tub. Reaching for her black towel Indigo started to dry herself before she put in her new Belly Button Ring She had had her bell priced for a few mounths now. It cost quite a lot, but it was so shiney! She had to have it, it was one of those, sper of the moment percheses.

She looked at herself in the mirror, making mental notes about what she wished she could change about herself. After blow drying her hair she slipped into her 'Pajamas' and went to her Bedroom and reached for the book. A red silk bookmark marked the page where she left off. The book was written in english, but it didnt matter to Indigo. She could read it just fine. She lives in Germany, beautiful mysterious Germany, and hates being ther half the time. She longes for something more exciting then what could be offered here. She would gladly move away, but somethings holding her back. Turning on her heater she sat in the center of her bed after reaching her Tabaccoo Pipe and filled it with, well, tabaccoo. Soem times, when she feels like she needs a little pick me up, she'll fill it with something other then tabaccoo. Just when she's feeling low and can't eat. Before she started reading, she looked besides her bed to make sure that her Fighting Bo was where it was suposted to be over her Fireplace. She smiled at it. It had been a while from the last time shed really used it. She made a mental note to go out to the feilds one night and practice like she was suposed to.

She started to read for a while, letting her imagination wonder about the room until she figured it was getting to dark inside....so, she moved closer to the fire place. Taking her pellow and blanket with her. It was about midnight, and hse had asked for the day off tomorrow. Indigo had been working non stop for nearly a month. She needed a break. Continueing to read soon enough Idigo finds that she can no longer keep her eyes open. Only, she feels to lazy to move. So putting the book a safe distance away from flames she then curled up into a small ball like a cat and feel asleep with her back to the warmth of the fire. She was like that for about an hour when she heard something. Lifting her head she started to look around. She didn't see anything, but she was more then sure she heard something. "We-wer ist da?" She called out in a shaky voice. She stood uo, the fire had burned down to embers by now and only casted a slight shadow upon her inside her bedroom. Even the street light seemed to be out. She kept her back near the fire place where no one would try to come from without being burned. Another noise. "Wer ist da!" She called out with a little more force. Indio looked behind her for a moment before reaching up and snathing up her bo. Preparing to defend herself. "Sprechen und zeigen sich" She called out again after she didn't hear anything for a moment.

She started to think it was just her house moving. Taking a few breaths Indigo started to relax a little. Only to gasp quietly when a figure in the shadow's shown itself. And then another, and another, and another. Her voice was slighlty wobbibly when she spoke again. "Ich warne dich. Ich weiß, wie ich mich selbst zu verteidigen" Alright, it was stronger then she though it was. Anyways, she held her bo in a way that screamed 'stay back'. Only, they didn't. They said something, only, it was to scilent for Indigo for her to really hear it. That, and it was in a language Indigo didnt know. The three men looked at one another for a moment after she had spoken, and then started to walk slowly forard. "Sagte ich zurück!" She called to them and readied herself. "Cosa vuoi?!" She spoke accidentally in Italian, her original languge. They acted as if they didnt hear her and continued to walk forward. "Alright. You asked for it." She spoke now in english under her breath. One continued to walk forward and moved closer to her. She swung her bo in a low motion and cuased the man to fall over, making an unnormilly loud thud. She didn't pause as she continued to swing at the men who came to close to her. Hitting them was like..hitting rocks. "What are you guys? Made of....stone..." She paused after causeing the other man to fall, only he fell on her bed. She looked to the book that had been pushed over to the wall.

"Vampires..." She gasped and went to turn to the three men, only, something really hard hit her in the back of the head, causing her to lose consiouness. When she woke up, she couldn't move. "What.....why can't I move?!" Indigo though to herself as sdhe struggeled against the restraints that held her to a chair. Only, she didn't know what type of chair it was, only that it was...well, very comfertable and padded. She tried to scream. Lifting her head she continued to scream, though the cloth that covered her mouth. She shook her head, trying to shak off the blind fold that was around her eyes and keeping her from seeing anything. She continued to pull against her bindings until they started to hurt her wrists and chest. She wasn't giving up, but now she wasn't moving. But listening. Suddenly, a soft yet creepy sounding Music came on in...well, where ever she was. She started to struggel again, but it was useless. She couldnt break free. She was stuck. "What did I do....what do I do.." She was sure that who took her, were the undead, vampires. She knew, almost like everyone did, what they feed on...Blood. But, if that was what they wanted her for, then why didn't they just do it at her house? Indigo was frightened, but shown it only though anger. The music continued to repeat itself. All she could do now, was wait to die. Her head fell slightly, it had to have been only three oclock in the morning. It was natural to feel sleepy, for humans.

[[occ:: Translations - German
Wh-who's there?
Who's there!
Speak and show yourself!
I'm warning you. I know how to defend myself!
I said get back!
Italian
What do you want]]

[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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Angelique rested in her bed with her eyes staring directly up at the ceiling. Her mind was racing forward to the nights events, her hands were rested smoothly beside her, her long painted fingernails were no longer blue, they were black and orange alternated, and she now had rings on all fingers. Angelique had gotten up from the bed hours before trying to do something, but the heat from the sun on the outside of her thick red velvet curtains overwhelmed her, and so she laid back down. Angel began to think of the outfit that she would wear, there would be no 'sleeping' for her today.

Rolling over on her side, Angel's now solid black hair hung over her face she'd decided the blue and red streaks would have to go--so she removed them. Sliding the hair out of her face, her hazel eyes shimmered a golden color as her thoughts raced through her head, trying to think of what events would go through the walls of this house tonight. But she knew what would go on, humans would lose their lives, as expected. Angelique smirked a quiet sadist look as she thought of how much she actually loved the thrill of it. Finally, standing up again, she could feel the sun had lowered in the sky, and she stepped quickly over to her dresser and looked for an outfit.

Angelique wanted to look welcoming and beautiful for the guests, usually being showed up by all of her sisters, Angelique made up with being able to get her piercings, and her hair color, and her wonderful clothes and make them look alright. Angel began to chew on her lip rings as she gazed at the outfits that she had. Once she had finished, she gazed upon her outfit, placed on top of her bed, she liked out dark the outfit really was, it was sort of cliche, and she loved how dramatic(but less dramatic than the ones in the picture) the boots were, it made her incredibly tall--but she didn't care, she loved how she looked in the outfit. Angel then pushed herself towards the window, wishing she could open it up, she turned away and then went to her vanity.

Pulling out some make-up, she began to do her eyes. Angel smiled at herself and then nodded as she slipped a long necklace around her neck, and then she slipped the outfit she had laid out for her on, and then she put in a new eyebrow ring, cleaned her nose ring, and twisted her lip ring completely around, getting the new hole used to the skin.

Angel remembered that her and Jaegar were supposed to set the fires before everyone arrived in the house, so it would be less cold, Angel detested the feeling of hot sparks hitting her hands as she lit the fire. The crackling of the fire shot sparks through her eyes and she had a flashback.


"witch! burn her! burn her!" was all she could hear through the council halls.
Everyone was all for burning her, and she just knew that her mother would be as well, and that thought had terrified Angel more than the fire.
Having wanted to continue the punishment through two days, the judge had bound her to a stake and caught fire to the hay below her worn out boots.
The fire reached her skirt and the heat began to burn her legs, she ached and twisted beneath the fire.
The night before Kal had come to her promising her a new life, and Angel knew that she had to endure this moment of fire and that very night she would no longer feel the heated pain at her skin.
But Angel was wrong.
She was thrown in the cell again, her skin pussing and bleeding, her eyes were shaking with fear, they had burned her legs dreadfully--but did not immobilizing her though.
Escaping from the cell, she ran out into the field.
After Finding Kal, or rather, Kal finding her, Angel begged for a release from the pain in her legs,
Kal granted her wish.
The fire heat still sparked a fear in her.

Angel grimaced as she broke out of her mesmerized look and glanced around the room, combing her hair down she watched the clock, slowly tick for no reason, so dreadfully and painstakingly slow. Angel began to tap her long nails on the desk, her eyes flashing with irritable emotion..

I'll try, to get myself higher,
lets go, we're gonna light it up
tonight, we start the fire.
tonight, we break away.

[Chambered_Melody]

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| ßane Йoa Ţerichio |

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That's Ţerichio To YouxxxxxxxA.K.A ßanexxxxxxxxŤhe Ϻaster

Halloween was always Bane’s favorite holiday. One that she could really celebrate. It reminded her of the time she was in the theater. She was a vampire then, a vampire pretending to be human, pretending to be a vampire. Something that was always comical for her. Each year, Bane would be a vampire. Though her costume would never be the same twice. It was like an inside joke with herself. Her children’s costumes changed every once in a while, but Bane was always a vampire. Though, back when she was human, she would never have worn the outfit she was planning on warring this night. Oh heavens no. She would have been burned on the stake and called a witch for even thinking of going such a thing. Live was much harder back then, everything was done by hand. Now, everything was done for you by machine.

The lid of the old fashion crypt that was inside the lugubrious room started to shift slightly before being pushed from the inside so there was an opening large enough for a body to fit though. A pale hand could be seen for a moment before it was recalled back into the crypt and lay on top of a flat stomach that didn’t seem to move at all. Bane just lay there for a moment and look up to the wood work that was in her ceiling. There was still half an hour before her children should be ‘up’ and still half an hour of sunlight left that would be shining up on her home and though the windows. Bane was always the first one up in her house anyways. She just lay there for a moment, knowing that the sun would never be inside her room unless she willed it to be. She always had Kal close her heavy black velvet curtains before she settled down for her rest. If not Kal, then one of her daughters would do it, most of the time it was little Rose, sometime it was one for the others, whoever felt like doing it for the night. After a moment Bane lifted her body upwards and gracefully walked out of her crypt. She walked on the carpet that led to her wall sized mirror, as she walked, she stripped herself of her clothes, knowing that her sister dear would be cleaning up her room for her later tonight. Walking up to the mirror Bane started to focus on the marks on her body. Marks that all held meaning to her, or just simply looked nice to her.

Closing her eyes and rolling her neck Bane took in a deep breath. A moment later, all the marks started to shake and almost look like liquid again as they started to move up and around her body. Black ink looking liquid moving to her finger tips, and to her eyes. When her body was cleaned from the markings, Bane opened her eyes, they were completely blacked out and filled in with the ink that she made herself. The ink was made from her own flesh and blood…oh yes and the emotions of the vampire themselves. Something, for a new born, can be very hard to control. Because she could, it gave her just that much more control over them.

Whenever she chooses a new member of her family, when they are reborn, she will take them by the arm, and cut then with one of her daggers. Her sister would hold them still if they struggled. While the wound was fresh and open, Bane would take a quill pen, and drip five drops into the open wound before it closed. Once the wound was healed, there would still be a black marking, like ink, inside the vampire’s skin and body. Before everyone’s eyes, the ink would start to move and change into a mark with meaning. You see, her marks are her simple ways of keeping control. It was possibly one of the most powerful and silent gift there could be! It wasn’t for a long time did she figure out she had the gift. She was an artist at the time, and back then, you only had ink in a bottle. Well, she had always made the ink herself and in this batch she had spilt some of her own blood when she accidently cut herself. Well, she had spilled the new ink into the river she was sitting next to. She went out to reach for it, but it was too late, the ink had spilt….but, it wasn’t going anywhere. It collected, in the water, under her hand where she reached for it. That was when she found out that the ability to control her own type of ‘ink’ with her very will. She just didn’t know the extent of it. When she placed her ink into another, she could control it. But not only making it move, but making it hurt. Let’s say, she was angry at someone, and her blood boiled. Well, the ink, the mark that was on the other, would also ‘boil’ and burn the person. Or, she could simply suffocate them, making the mark change and move around the body, turn into a mark that looked like a hand around the neck, and it would feel like one too. It was how she kept control over her family. How she kept her power over every single one of them…only, it didn’t always work…but it did for the most of the time. It is a very..touchy gift, not fully mastered and still so much about it that Bane has yet to learn.

Now, let’s get back to the story. Turning so her back was to the mirror, she released that same breath, and the ink hardened to her finger nails, and slowly, a black, like an ink drop, started to spread at the base of her neck until it formed into a rather strange egyption looking eye. It was another little inside joke with herself. It meant that she was always watching, even if every other since was cut off from her, she would see be able to see in her little way. Though every living things emotions. Now, with her markings on, Bane didn’t look much dead at all. Really, but with them off. She was as pail as a ghost. No pun intended. She had a ghost like charm about her, and her skin was as delicate looking as china, or porcelain. She looked herself over once more before walking to her vanity to ‘put her face on’ as her daughters explained it to her. She took out a purplish red colour eye shadow that her daughters insisted she ware with her outfit for tonight. She didn’t like this make-up stuff. It felt like dust on her eyelids, and that, was a rather depressing thought.

With everything about her face in place, she shook out her hair so it was fluffy and had volume to it. She never had to do much with it, it always looked spectacular. With her hair done, her long, spider like fingers reached over to a very old looking wooden box, the box alone was practically priceless. The thing that was within the box though, was equally, if not more magnificent. A large Silver neck brace that she placed around her neck; it went rather well with her skin tone. It was also something she hadn’t worn in a very, very long time. She got it from a lord a long while back. He wanted to marry her, but he also wanted to take over her very gifted and wonderful clan. She couldn’t have that. Anyways, after looking at herself for a moment she figured it was time for her to get dressed. Walking to her room large closet, Bane went to the golden section of the place –it was all colour coded at the time- and took out this little number that hardly covered half of her body. Looking at herself once more with the costume on, she realized just how much she loved her own body. But that was another story.

[Candi_Demon]

The walk with her master the night before had made her feel like she was truly home. Just walking in and saying hello did not truly make her feel welcome home. The smells and the cup full of blood helped; but not like the walk with Bane. The Sister had closed her eyes and followed Banes scent. Using all her senses but sight; because sometimes.. you eyes will lie to you.

The next day; Kalypso was snuggled deeply under a few pounds of blankets. She really did not need the blankets; she was not cold. No; she had that many for a reason. For even when she was not in the bed; it looked like she was laying there. It was a rare thing for her to sleep in an actual bed. She usual sleep in a large over elaborate coffin beside her master. But tonight; she wanted the comfort of her thick blankets and canopy bed. It was like a small heaven a house where more of the members do not like you. Kal grumbled in her 'sleep'. Rolling over a couple of times before through the covers back and staring at the roof. Tonight was the night they got to crawl around the city and be who they really are with out the humans thinking any different. A giddy evil laughter bubbled in her stomach as she rolled out of the bed and towards one of the many doors in her room. Pulling out a long stick that held all her hair up in a high bun as she moved up the three steps to her very large bathing tub. Her hair falling like rippling waves along her pale skin; ending just before her finger tips handing at her sides. The water was already filled with steaming water; and once she entered it heated her skin to near blistering. But she did not feel the pain actually it was rather cozy. Letting her self sink lower and lower into the tub until she was completely submerged. Sitting there for a long time before she started to move and wash her chalky skin and luxurious hair with a cinnamon and jasmine mixture she made a very long time ago. Taking in the scent of her olden days; she smiled then scrubbed the mixture off her skin.

A few minutes later; she was sitting on the edge of her huge bed pulling on thin black stalkings and tying the long string that ran from the top of the stalkings to a thin rope that ran around her thin waist. Long pale fingers fastened one of the only buttons on her entire wardrobe. Then they went to her neck where a thick black studded choker was being belted on. Her finger trailed along the metal studs until they found the front and the large pentagon hung on her chest. It was made from the purest of silver and shinned in the light like it was a flashlight. It matched the silver snake like arm band that wrapped around her right arm and around her head. The silver band on her forehead had a large circle in the middle; where it encircled her crescent moon tattoo that Bane marked her with. Her long hair was in a maze of tossels and waves. leaving it looking messy and perfect at the same time. Three sword were strapped to her back and a empty sheath was attached to her right hip. The long blade was sitting on the bed; sparkling in the single candle that was sitting beside her bed. She did not need to have the light to see; but it gave her skin a glow and the silver all over her body to shine. Smiling as she lifted the blade from the bed and slide it into the empty sheath and then she was gone. Moving through the halls; towards the large living room; awaiting the arrival of the rest of her family.


((( finished )))

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!

[Sinnful Shady]

Markus Faith

The day had finally come Halloween was here and Markus was on his way to Tally's house. He grabbed his black messenger bacg that was thrown lazily into a chair. He dumped it onto his bed not bothering to put any of it away. He grabbed his costume and stuffed it into the bag. He had decided on dressing as Jack the skeleton one of his favorite cartoon characters. He walked down stairs grabbing himself a snack for the walk before his mother called him into the living room asking what he was planning and when he would be home. He gave her a simple shrug before starting to walk out the door and into the cool breeze. He glanced around before pulling out his cell phone.

“I'm on the way”

He typed quickly sending the message to Tally's phone. He pulled his bag over his shoulder and picked up his pace starting to jog lightly. He had an odd excitement in his eyes that was rarely shown. Normally his eyes looked hollow and disconnect but today there was a roaring flame of excitement. As the thoughts swirled around his head his pace increased. Tally's home wasn't far from his just a few blocks so it didn't take him long to cover the distance. As he arrived at the door he shook his head moving the hair back into his face. He didn't want for anyone to see that he was excited for such a childish holiday. He knocked on the door smiling as Tally's sister who let him in without a word. She walked up stairs while Markus stood awkwardly for a few minutes.

“Tally the quiet boy is here”

Markus moved into the living room and sat down looking around their house.

[Sinnful Shady]

• The Destroyer •
"Some times I can't tell the difference between myself and the voices in my head."
|| Koli |o|r| Lazz ||

[******** I'm bleeding”

The soft feminine voice of the waitress echoed slowly in the ears of the red hair male. The world seemed slow to a near halt. It was as if god had completely abandoned the planet leaving it in a silent stasis. The only sound was the quickening thud of his heart. He groaned as he stood up setting money on the small table before exiting. He stepped out into the cool night air his black scarf covering all but his eyes. He glanced back at the bar before a loud booming laugh escaped his lips. His eyes narrowed focusing on something that wasn't there. A man walking by glanced at him awkwardly but he only smiled from behind the black scarf.

A shiver shook Koli's body as sudden breeze caressed the pale skin of the tall male. He started to walk feeling his manic tendencies kicking in. They gave him a drowning sensation. The feeling one gets when they're within the last few seconds of air. The panicked rush just before acceptance that there is no escape. It was in a odd way exciting. It was his bodies way of tell him the change was here and bad things were coming.

He grunted as he walked in an alley slowly fading deeper into the darkness between the buildings. There was a slow sickening thud which was followed by a second. A soft melodic chuckle escaped his thin lips as he looked at his hands which were bruised and starting to bleed. His eyes lulled in ecstasy before striking the wall again and again. Several minutes passed before Koli was mindless roaming the streets. His hands and face dripping the crimson liquid that warmed his flesh.

Koli stumbled falling on one knee. His head throbbed from the large gash on his forehead which was a result of headbutting a male who questioned why he was dripping blood from his hands. Anyways, as Koli stood he saw a man dressed in a suit a woman and another man standing behind him. Koli looked into their eyes seeing only cold hollow eyes. Then he grinned at the small trio moving the hair from his face.

“They finally came for me? Are you here to fix me or do you just want my blood? I love how it slowly trickles down my flesh warming and sensual.”

He laughed hard before grabbing the lead man by the hair tightly.

“let me share with you!”

He slammed his head into the bulky male who seemed unaffected. Koli stumbled backwards his eyes crossed as feeling extremely dizzy. The male grabbed his long red hair and headbutted Koli in return knocking the tall male unconscious.

Koli would awake hours later to the soft rumbling of a private jet. He shifted around in the soft seat and reached up to rub his head before realizing his hands were chained together. His eyes flickered open and he looked around. He grumbled looking at his hands that were now bandaged then touching his head which was wrapped as well.

“where the hell am I?”

He grumbled not fully sure what was happening.

[Candi_Demon]

xxxxxx••• ταlly αηηe sustαη •••
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The morning was like any other day; waking up to early and playing a few instruments. Which she did all day long; today was a day off from school; so she could spend all her time devoted to her music. But Half way through the day; her sister locked her out away from her instruments and made her spend the rest of the day with her. It was a like they were children again; it also made her sister smile after not smiling in a very very long time.

A few hours later; Tally Anne was in the shower. Rinsing red dye from her hair; she had bleached out the black and blue and dyed it red. IT was a shinning red that actually made her already white skin a milky color. She was applying crimson lip stick when she heard her sister yelling that her quite friend was there. So Markus had come over; nice; he was going to be the first to see what her costume was. Smirking; she turned from the bathroom mirror and out the bathroom. Slowly making it through her large halls; her feet bare, tie and finger nails painted as red and her hair. A large garnet stone hung from her belly button through a silver bar. Along her legs, arms, torso, shoulders, chest, back; up her neck and her checks. Vines crawled along her skin; little leafs were planted here and there; and a thin crimson sweater was in her left hand as she moved through the halls. Once she hit the bottom stair on the large marble stair case; she turned to Makus with a smirk on her face.

"What do you think?"

The green bottoms had a matching top, the red sweater was to keep her warm encase she got a cold on this hollow night. But right now; she was warm; even hot. She had turned off the a/c whens she got into the shower. So the she would not be cold when she got out of the shower. Her eyes were focused on his face; taking in every look he made; wondering what would be his reaction would be. Knowing his reaction would probably be different from everyone.

[Sinnful Shady]

Markus Faith

Markus sat around for a few minutes before getting up. He walked around and found the bathroom pulling his bag in with him. It made no sense for him to sit around without getting dressed. He set the bag down and pulled out the suit setting it on the counter as he pulled out a bag of rings and a soft velvet like material. He pulled his shirt form his pale toned body and grabbed his needle getting ready for work. He began stabbing holes into his cheeks on the top and bottom. He grunts softly until his finishes and the hoops are securely in his face.

He then begins weaving the black velvet through the hoops. Instead of zig-zagging all the bottom hops were tied together connecting to one closest to his ear then weaving through the top hoops making a smile like shape. Markus then put in contacts that that completely blacked out his eyes. He smiled at himself in the mirror watching the weave bend with his smile.

Feeling happy with his outfit he put the suit on and walked back in the living room in time to hear footsteps coming down the stairs. He turned to see Tally and blinked in awe. He kept his hair from falling into his face as he looked her up and down. He had an oddly normal reaction to seeing her beautiful and sexy outfit.

“You look...amazing...You should let me draw you sometime”

He said still staring at her before shaking his head. He bowed a bit dramaticly while tucking a cane under his arm. He offered his arm to her with his demented looking smile

“Shall we milady?”

[Candi_Demon]

• Der Tänzer des Todes •

Small dainty feet danced across the large stage; Adel Slyker Wycliffe was in the center of the group. Her legs in a split; leaning forward so her large puffy white dress was beautiful and flowing as she slowly stood in the circling girls. Tonight performance was one that all the profits will be donated to the school of the small children that were dancing around her. She was there as the main appearance; most in the large audience where there just to see her; even if it was just a second. Her performance was in the middle of the show and will be the longest of all of them. Adel Wycliffe and her parents are the best dancers on this side of the world. They were all small, dainty and strong; and it showed in every movement of theirs. Slowly; Adel lifted from the floor in a flourish of kicks; spins and hand movements. The audience was completely silent awaiting her next movement. Soon she was jetting across the stage in large jumps and awing lunges. A few minutes went buy of this; the large dress spinning around her as she moved around all the little children.

It was finished; Adel was breathing deeply and smiling at the audience as they all stood and clapped, some were whistling and throwing red carnations onto the stage. Carnations were her favorite flower; but they picked red because they thought it meant something else; but they really meant something like 'flashy'. She stood there for a moment; letting them cheer for her and then small hands intertwined with hers. Then they all bowed and then slowly moved off the staged. Two teenage girls took the stage and started to collect the flowers. Adel knew they all would be taken to her dressing room; but that is not where she wanted to be right now; but she moved towards towards it.

Soon she was sitting in her large dressing room; brushing her long dark chocolate hair. Waiting for someone to come tell her she was going on in five. When they did; she stood and checked her self over. Her last set for the night was a up beat jazz dance; it was to leave the crowd in a good happy mood as they leaf tonight. The people who arranged the show had hopped ending it in a up beat dance; would make people want to donate more. The school needed every cent that anyone could give; and Adel was doing this for free. Unlike her mother and father who wanted to be paid for everything they did. Adel was not a stingy person and wanted everyone to have a chance at life after she helped them. It was worth it to her; helping everyone she could. Sighing; she turned away from the mirror and started out of the room; grabbing a black hat and placing it on her head. As she moved towards the stage; she was poked and prodded by make-up people and clothing people. Someone shoved a black cane into her hand and then she was standing in a room behind the stage. She was alone and had two minutes until the curtain opened for her act. The door opened behind her; and she sighed but did not turn.

"Two minutes till curtain; I know.. You can leave now.."

But they did not leave; because they door never opened. Instead whom every it was moved closer and then something went over her eyes; it was soft and felt like silk. Then arms encased around her; but she did not scream. There was no need to; no one would hear her over the music and the dancing feet on stage. Adel was thrown over a hard shoulder, and carried out. She was surprised no one saw her being carried out; or tried to stop them. So she just layed there and waited for them so set her down. When they did; her hands were tied together at the wrist; and then her ankles were tied together. Sitting silently in what seemed like the most comfortable chair she ever sat in in her entire life. The dancer just waited and waited until finally she was moved again. Being carried bridal style instead of over the shoulder like she was a few hours before hand. She was still tied up and her eyes were still covered. Soon all she could hear was haunting music and people asking where they are. She smirked and started to laugh a light tune one laughter.

"You all already know where you all are. Irgendeine Weise (any way) I have a question for you all... Did you happen to speak with a. woman.. um.. in der letzten Woche? ( in the last week) "

Adel often forgot how to speak in different languages when she was scared and right now.. she was scared. But this was nothing compared to having to face you mother and father after falling on stage. Sighing; she shook her head and tried to get the silk cloth from her face. But to no avail! She growled and leaned back on the very comfortable chair she was sitting in. Waiting for what ever was to come tonight.

Can you hear it?
The sound of feet sliding along the ground.
The Dancer of Death will bring The Devils into your home.
Are you ready for it?

[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 slid towards her door, and out of a soft velvet pouch on her vanity desk, she pulled out a large gold key and slipped it around her neck, twisting the door knob and walking out of the room, slowly, and unsure--it seemed. Stopping as she turned around to close the door; Angel realized that she could hear Kal below the steps. Angel smiled lightly as she slipped the key into her door knob and twisted it quickly. Her eyes were shaking as she thought of the past still. The song 'Hallelujah' swirling inside her ears; she sighed deeply as she stepped away from the door, her tall heels clicking on the floor.

Stepping into the staircase, Angel walked down slowly, letting her hand rest on the railing as she did every day since she arrived here and cascaded down the stairs. Angel was fond of the house she lived in with her family, she was happy about everything, happy about the holiday she was to light the fire for, happy about the new life that she had been given, and the death that she had most graciously avoided, although the thought of her actually avoiding death while she was forever dead--was ridiculous to think; but it fit her, and Angel smiled lightly once again.

Stepping onto the flat marble floor of her lobby in her home, Angel swirled around as her boots clicked the floors again, and again, and she let her hands hang by her side as she walked, she gazed around the home, the moonlight shining through the window, and she looked at all of the things in the house, all of the things that needed dusting, and all of the things with cobwebs around it, and then she sighed a bit. Unnecessary... of course. Angel walked to the door and she gazed out the side window. The pathway, the fence, and the moon over the hill. Angel wondered if her hunch for trouble was true, or not.

Angel then headed towards the living room, where she would take her place before the nights events, as she would have to heat up the living area, Angel paused. Turned and gazed into the music room, this particular room had not been touched in years, it seemed, it was dark and the shadows int he room would be frightening to someone human. Angel turned elegantly and headed to the music room, where she saw all of the musical instruments there. Angels eyes rested finally on a large white grand piano.

"beautiful" Angel whispered as she stepped forward, resting her self down on the bench before the piano.

Angel ran her cold hands across the piano as she wiped the dust from the keys, and then slowly began to play the instrumentals for the song that had recently been stuck in her head, Angel worked her body with it and nodded slowly in personal approval. Angel knew that the night would be busy, and hectic at most, some of the girls in the house did not like the playing of the piano, but Angel did not care, she needed the music, Bane knew it ever since she'd arrived.

I'll try, to get myself higher,
lets go, we're gonna light it up
tonight, we start the fire.
tonight, we break away.