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[Asoukyone]

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[Asoukyone]

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[Asoukyone]

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[Asoukyone]

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[Asoukyone]

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[Asoukyone]

And even if everything goes wrong
And we start to fall apart
I will understand where you are
I will understand this by myself
And I don't need to hear your answer
I just need you to feel
Like there are no boundaries at all

[Sweet Devil Prince]

I.HAPPEN.TO.BE.A.PIRATE
n o wxxxg i v exxxm exxxy o u rxxxr u mxxxa n dxxxs u r r e n d e r

Captain Ace Daniels leaned over the railing of his ship, Sea Scavenger, quite dangerously. The ocean waves were hypnotic, and Ace found himself unable to look away. He had been Captain of his ship since he was eighteen, which was about five years ago. Although many people thought that he was quite stark raving mad, Ace did have his calm, mellow, quiet moments. Now was one of those moments. He was very fond of the sea, loved it with a passion, but being the busy Captain he was, he didn't get to admire the waves very often.

Things were quite slow aboard the Sea Scavenger today. The crew wasn't at it's greatest. He needed more recruits. It wasn't that he was unhappy with the people aboard his ship, it was just that he didn't care enough to remember their names. "Oh a pirate's life for me," Ace sang under his breath, barely audible to anyone else. His crew knew that was his favorite tune, and no one dared to question him when he sang it to himself. He already felt that today was going to be uneventful.

[Sweet Devil Prince]

xxxWith the downpour of rain rattling the foundation above their heads, Jacob and Marcus Dowry waded through the sewers towards where they hoped life would be. The rain water was seeping through the manholes and cracks in the ground, causing the sewer waters to rise to about mid-thigh level. They had been down in the awful smelling sewers for awhile now, unable to tell which way they were heading, or even where other humans would be. The only hope they had of humans was that maybe an hour ago they had heard a car horn in the direction they were heading, and wondered if zombies could even honk car horns. Splashing and cussing under his breath as he went, Jake muttered to his brother, "How long have we been in here?" His voice sounded almost disgusted, like he would rather be fighting off mobs of zombies than be in the horrible smelling sewers. But his brother wasn't quite as fighting savy as him, so they had to take shelter, or he'd lose the only family he had left.

xxxFollowing behind his older brother, Marcus found his footing on the already slippery ground beneath him failing, and he fell into the dirty sewer water with a gasp. Pulling himself back out of the waters, he resurfaced and answered his brother, "Maybe three, fours hours at most." At this point, both brothers were starting to feel the exhaustion, and they were sopping wet from head to toe. Before any of this had happened, Marcus had been one of those geeks who praised comic books, had mint condition action figures, and had racked up a fortune selling them. None of that mattered now though. Money was worthless now. He had always used to joke with his friends about the zombie apocalypse. But now that it was here- now that it was happening, it wasn't nearly as funny as it had been when they were joking.

xxxAs the brothers walked on, Marcus saw a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye. He had turned his head rapidly, afraid it hadn't been a zombie. But no, it was a beautiful blonde haired woman, standing in the sewer water in a blue nightgown, holding her pregnant belly. He knew she wasn't real, but it stung his emotional wound none the less. Her vision kept haunting his mind, and she would not leave. Upon being distracted, Marcus slipped and fell again, soon regaining himself. His older brother only shook his head in shame. Jake had been smart enough to keep all weaponry on him, considering two factors; one was that their guns would need to be kept dry, otherwise they would be rather useless against a horde of zombies, and two being that he knew his younger brother was rather clumsy and would either fall and get their weapons wet, or accidentally shoot him in the back as they waded. He didn't want to take either chance, so he kept all of the guns strapped high on his shoulder, where the lapping, pouring rain and sewer water would be unable to reach.

[Sweet Devil Prince]

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[Sweet Devil Prince]

нοlԁ мԑ ԁοѡɴ-- ι ѡιll lιvԑ аgаιɴ
ƿυll мԑ ουт-- ι ѡιll вʀԑаκ ιт ιɴ
нοlԁ мԑ ԁοѡɴ-- вԑттԑʀ ιɴ тнԑ ԑɴd
нοlԁ мԑ ԁοѡɴ


xxxxxVetalia closed her eyes, breathing in deeply trying to calm herself. The hunters were bringing in more creatures, and she couldn't stand to watch. Living in that dark dungeon of a cellar, she could only account for time in 'seasons' of which they harvested creatures, since they were unable to see day or night. She could've been here for years, and she would be unable to tell. Opening her eyes again, she looked at the bars only inches from her face, then glanced up at the harmless looking little dream catcher that hung from the ceiling of her cage. It looked innocent enough, but the hunters sure had done their research. If it hadn't been for that stupid little charm, she could've been free by now. She could've left many seasons ago.

xxxxxSighing inwardly as she thought about the past, she tried to remember just how many 'beings', as they would call them, she had created. Vetalia had made many children, and being an immortal demon she never actually gave birth- they were just... well, conceived. That was why the hunters kept her around. She was valuable. That was the number one rule to this Hell- you either made babies, or they sold you for money. You had to stay useful, or you'd end up some place far worse. Of course, as many others had, she had been reluctant and stubborn, even rebelious towards the hunters. But they soon broke her in. Every time she disobeyed they would dash salt upon her, and it would burn away at her pride as well as her body. Eventually she just kind of gave up. Not completely of course. She still had hopes that one day that she could make a run for it. One day...

[Sweet Devil Prince]

ι cаɴ ғԑԑl тнԑ аɴιмаl ιɴsιdԑ-- мy ʀԑsοlvԑ ιs ѡԑаκԑɴιɴg
ƿουɴdιɴg οɴ тнԑ dοοʀs οғ мy мιɴd-- ιтs ɴԑаʀly οvԑʀƿοѡԑʀιɴg
ι cаɴɴοт вԑgιɴ тο dԑscʀιвԑ-- тнԑ нυɴgԑʀ тнат ι ғԑԑl аgаιɴ
ʀυɴ ιғ yου ιɴтԑɴd тο sυʀvιvԑ-- ғοʀ тнԑ вԑаsт ιs cοмιɴg тο lιғԑ


xxxxxCanavar snarled harshly as he was pushed into his cell, showing his teeth threateningly to the hunter that forced him in. The fenris was new here, but he still knew exactly where he was, and did not enjoy the thought. As his paws frantically tried to stand still, he realized how hard it would be to fit him in. He was a giant wolf after all. But they did eventually, after quite a fight, and he had to keep his legs tucked and his head bowed to fit. Feeling uncomfortable this way, he eventually took human form, feeling slightly less crammed. Feeling slightly defeated, Canavar paced in circles, finally getting situated and curled up on the ground. This looked odd, seeing as he was human, but that had been what he was used to. He didn't really know anything else but the life of a fenris. He knew he could take human shape, and had done so before in the past, but he never really used it. Now he had to.

xxxxxGrowling slightly at the thought, Canavar bitterly remembered his capture. He still remembered being up in Norway, hunting with his family. Without warning, he had been covered and bound in magical chains, him being the only captive because he was the largest of his pack. The others had been slaughtered, and the hunters used their masses of fur for selling. He was the only one, and now he was trapt in a cage, waiting for them to tell him what to do next, just like their little b***h.

[Sweet Devil Prince]

Seems that I have been held in some dreaming state,
A tourist in the waking world, never quite awake

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Lighting the first candle for morning Vigil, Father Sol smiled to himself. It was a beautiful sunny day outside, full of brilliance, good hopes, and light. He had been awake for hours, having risen with the sun as usual, and he knew that he was awake before anyone else, normally anyway. He had a good feeling about today, and it made him smile even more. Lighting more candles, the young priest reflected more on the day. Today was the day of the festival, the welcoming of Spring. Spring was personally his favorite time of the year, when everything was bright and lively, and everything was just coming to life. As all the candles were lit, Lior Sol smiled even more brightly, the area immediately around him seeming to brighten unnaturally. He was just in such a good mood this morning.

Even as he walked down the aisle to see that no one had arrived, his bright mood did not damper. He could hear the sound of children laughing outside and the sounds of life. It made him happy to know that people were always so lively when in the light and awake. It wasn't often that he wondered if his sister of darkness had any joy in having silence, and no one awake when her creation was present. That didn't matter though- not now it didn't. Instead, the young looking priest walked back down the aisle and threw open the large doors to the church, feeling the sun beat down on him. It felt good. Smiling again, he laughed softly at the sign outside that read 'COME TO THE LIGHT'. This was simply his form of irony, and he walked towards the alter and cleaned up the things that were already clean, finding nothing better to do with no will to ruin his mood.

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No kiss, no gentle word could wake me from this slumber,
Until I realize that it was you who held me under