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darkiscool2

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Registered: 06/28/2009

Gender: Male

Location: every where and yet no where

Birthday: 09/10

Occupation: Half demon half vampire

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Sonia Songblade Report | 09/21/2014 7:57 am
Sonia Songblade
It's actually pretty interesting, to be honest... and I don't like bailing on people. It's just not right. //_.
Sonia Songblade Report | 09/21/2014 12:03 am
Sonia Songblade
I know... I have people waiting on me, but I might be able to multitask and post where I need to post. //_<
Agent Rissa Report | 09/12/2014 1:28 pm
Agent Rissa
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Sorry for the late response. Been having a migraine all day. It finally eased off a little... >___<

Glad you had a good birthday though. ^^




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Agent Rissa Report | 09/12/2014 10:20 am
Agent Rissa
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Heya. Sorry I haven't been active on Skype. Been going through a lot of stress and been sick.

How was your birthday? (:

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Baron Barker Report | 09/10/2014 1:43 pm
Baron Barker
Happy Birthday
Vampiress Vittoria Report | 09/05/2014 10:18 am
Vampiress Vittoria
For a moment she kept a close eye on him, finally throwing caution to the wind when she felt secure enough in knowing it wasn't simply some rouse to catch her unawares and take her head clean off. It hadn't been anything he had done really, but after a life spent in her sire Gareth's company... his obsessions had sent him reeling over the edge, and had resulted in the death of her baby sister, mother, and father. When he replied to her question rather sadly, she could see why... "I thought you were something else....yes me...family...everyone..." and for a moment the visions of her own tragic past came into light, "--My family was murdered as well," she confessed, trying to help console him to some capacity, to show that maybe despite the way they looked they weren't much different from one another. In order to better explain he began to draw along the floor, spinning visions she could see it all so well like a play before her: Noble creatures like himself, lively and festive, other worldly and content, beautiful things, with such a perfect life, and then man came... The creatures, his people had welcomed the new beings, the humans into their lives, but with it came Ash and fire as homes were burned to the ground, some captured, some killed, terrified and jealous over how good his people had it. It was clear the creature... Dragonborn if she recalled her mythologies correctly (but perhaps she was wrong) he was a guardian of sort, protector of the village, locked away inside his home, forgotten, she suddenly felt her heart leap up into her throat over how incredibly sad his tale was, over how much shame he felt, as he continued speaking, "Cold...so cold...froze me to the core...then I slept...and awoke 14 nights ago...but the time since I was frozen...was uncountable" drawing once more on how when he was finally freed, that he was alone, death surrounded him, time long since passed, and in it all he blamed himself for what happened, that much she grasped. Instantly she shook her head, Black curls like shaved dark chocolate spilling out onto her shoulders and face, "--No, it wasn't your fault... the humans are to blame for being so calous with their mistakes, for being so fearful and close minded. How were you or your people to know that man wasn't like you? Peaceful... the fault lies with the mortals for they did not understand... they were foolish..." she added sadly, brows knitting together, "--I am sorry this happened to you and your people..."
Vampiress Vittoria Report | 08/22/2014 8:39 am
Vampiress Vittoria
The Lady had almost all but given up... assured she was about to die, and then something miraculous happened, the creature... the man... seemed to back down... or she assumed... his hand suddenly grasping her face... inspecting her jaw... her mouth... she was unsure what to make of all of it... but in a moment when he spied her elongated teeth he let her go... dropping a step back she'd study him sternly, brows knit together softly as thoughts passed through her mind, "....not mine...sorry" he would say... moving across the room further from her, and despite the dangers that had just occured, the lady was only more curious. And after a moment of silence, he would have introduced himself, "im...zazoe...cant speak very well" she'd shake her head, "--Zazoe..." she uttered, as if saying the name to herself to remember, "--A pleasure to meet you... I'm Vittoria... but you can just call me Vi if you like. No need to apologize... for anything, I'm sorry I don't speak your language...a-and I'm sorry if I startled you... I thought you were someone else..." pausing after a moment... assured she probably already lost him with words, she'd draw in an intake of breath even though she didn't need it. Moving from her corner she took a seat, planting herself atop an old sarcophagus, ankles crossed legs dangling, "--Did humans harm you in the past?" she curiously asked... voice sympathetic...
Vampiress Vittoria Report | 08/20/2014 10:32 am
Vampiress Vittoria
But what she saw then hadn't been what she was expecting at all 'Great thinking Vi, always wanting to make friends with everything... even the deadly scorpion' with no hint at sarcasm to the being, just a nod to the story she once recalled as a child in Florence, of the fox and scorpion... foolishly Fox let scorpion ride on his back across the river so scorpion wouldn't drown, even with Scorpions promise not to sting him, when they reached the opposite shore the creature stung the fox and while fox lay dying he asked 'why sting me? I did as you asked' and scorpion replied, 'because it is in my nature' 'Yeah, in your nature like a hole in the head Vittoria... this thing is pissed' watching as he slashed outwards, she ducked back graceful even wearing layers of silk and lace, narrowly avoiding his grasp... 'Too narrow for my tastes' she thought, assured he was of a more powerful lineage then her own... she took no chances, and raced around the corner, soon enough though he had quickly advanced upon her, stuck like a rat in a trap she hugged the corner, holding the severed skeletal limb before her to create some barrier... "--I'm not human!" she shrieked, leaving out the 'anymore' part, "--I'm vampire... s-stay back... I have teeth! And Claws!" she added, put on her most frightful gaze, looking more like a wide eyed doll... and then she relaxed... a soft sigh, understanding dawning on her face, he was going to kill her if he wanted... and no limb bone or otherwise would protect her. Lowering her 'weapon' to the floor she held her hands upright to show she was not hiding anything, holding her place to give him some space, "--I'm sorry... I didn't mean to upset you... ugh... I hope you can understand me... I won't hurt you, I merely came here to escape my problems... I'm in trouble you see... I meant no trouble... if this place is yours... I-I will find shelter elsewhere... but please let me pass... I must hurry if I cannot stay, or for certain the sun will rise and destroy me..." she uttered, brows knitting together ruby eyes darkening to match the shade of her supple lips... standing in rigid contrast to skin the shade of the snow that fell above the catacombs...
Vampiress Vittoria Report | 08/20/2014 7:44 am
Vampiress Vittoria
Vittoria was suddenly disturbed by a loud crack, as if something had blown a wall in... frightful it might be Gareth pitching a fit looking for her before the sun rose above the sleepy town, she stilled her breaths... deathly silent like the walking corpse she really was... 'Nothing but the dead down here' she feigned, until it struck her. What if it really was him, what if he did come down here and she was trapped by four corners... mustering up her bravery, Vittoria straightened, puffed up her chest and decided to confront the perpetrator directly. Valiantly snatching a severed femur from one of the skeletal remains, she charged forward through the catacomb tunnels like a Bat out of Hell... clad in swathes of lush lace and silk like a Princess with a vengeance. Her battle cry was cut short when she ducked out into the next room seeing nothing...and then rounding the next corner she saw a figure the one belonging to Zazoe... indefinitely not human... and indefinitely... thankfully not her sire. Despite her wave of relief, out of caution until she knew whether the being was friend or foe... she stood at the ready in her Batters position, ready to swing if need be... "--Friend or Foe?" it was a simple enough question, one that she knew could be easily falsified, but she was no fool... and could read body language better then any expert, after all... she herself was inhuman. "--I'm sorry for my manners... for this..." she added, glancing up at her weapon of choice, "--But given the circumstances, I'm sure you understand..." another pause and she'd add, "--It's clear to me you aren't human, and if you aren't you'll surely know that I am neither... escaping the elements like myself?"


Vampiress Vittoria Report | 08/19/2014 6:08 am
Vampiress Vittoria
Stern and headstrong, she'd curiously glance up and over at every snapped twig, every barking dog as if worried that every noise would belong to that fiend. Worried that every time she turned back to look at the path ahead, she would run right into him, barring her way forward. Casually brushing a loose inky black curl back hurriedly from her lovely pearlescent face, the chill from the icy wind was biting red color across her cheeks. The length of older family crypts were just up ahead lining the back of the old resting place along the black rod iron fence, instantly she hurried towards them, visions of the past darting through her mind, like a phantom vision appearing before her eyes Gareth stood before the crypt in the middle, dressed in only the finest imports that only a Gypsy King would wear, arms outward proudly chirping his knowledge with his progeny, young Vittoria... "--If ever you catch yourself out with returning day before you can flee home, hide in these crypts... they'e been abandoned for centuries, no one will look..." and then with a sudden whisp of unfurling snow, they were gone... leaving the bare crypt inviting her towards it, beckoning her closer and closer. Stirring up powdery snow as she ducked through the silent Cemetery, lengthy silk skirts flowing like fresh spilled blood over the white laden earth, she was caught completely unaware that she wasn't the only one in the Graveyard seeking shelter. Naturally when she came of age in her immortality, powers, like the kind she read in her storybooks as a mortal child living in Italy would appear: Mind Control, Flight, Teleportation, Shape Shifting, and the important one, heightened senses, the options were limitless, for now... she'd have to suffice with super strength. Pausing before the crypt, she rocked forward, pulling back, appearing little more than a plush guilded Doll...a Geisha easily, almost miraculously sliding the door to the left so she could enter, such a strange and curious sight for one dressed so, but at least she knew in her heart of hearts, this would be the last place he'd choose to look, mistakenly believing she only wanted the best of everything, and by the time he'd exhaust his search, he'd have to hide away from the day, leaving her one step ahead of him always... oh she could almost sing with joy...

[[Okay, either way :} it will be nice to write with Zazoe again, and sorry I got a little carried away, I can tone it down lol]]
 

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