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 Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2006 8:14 am
"Have you seen any good ones lately?" Miranda asked. She hadn't been to the movies in a while and didn't think that there was likely to be any good ones playing anyway. She generally stuck to the horror movies. Especially the ones with werewolves. She had always been fascinated with werewolves even before she was turned.
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2006 2:12 pm
Leigh wander around outside away from the loud building. she saw a large field of grass and decied to play a game of hacky sack by herself jumping, fliping, and rolling around in the grass doing cartwheels and such.
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2006 8:11 am
Placing the last box in the back of the car, he smiled, clapping his hands together before closing the trunk. Having to put pressure on it to eventually close it, he looked triumphant.
His eyes drifting to the building beside him, he couldn't help but smile. So may memories, but it was time to move on. He'd had the council research a way so he'd be free of his Alpha male status.. they'd found it. He was a regular Lycan, just like the rest of them now. This was no longer his place.
Returning his gaze to the red car, he closed his eyes momentarily befor elooking up as her heard the doors open. The faces of his wife and son bringing a large smile across his face. Helping them into the car, he took one last look at the club before lowering himself into the driver's seat. Leon was in the back happily, playing with his Godzilla toy. Turning his head to Xandora, he smiled warmly as she took his hand and squeezed it affectionately.
"This is it.." He mumbled. "Onwards, to Texas. Never to return.." He smiled, his free hand starting the engeine as he received a soft kiss on the cheek. And with that, they drove off.. Never to return.
Farewell, DNY. It's been fun.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 1:55 pm
The new beginning
*Dusk dragged a black binbag of his only possesions out of the taxi trunk and closed it, giving a wave to the driver as he promptly drove off, then looking up at his new home. The club looked grungy, although he had to admit the UV lighting was an impressive touch, even shining through the rain as it fell from the dirty sky.*
So this is my new home... *he threw the black sack over his shoulder and made his way inside* ((enter into Club FM (inside) ))
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2006 7:10 pm
Last_Jester Cidias was leaned against the wall, shadows patially hiding his face, all that really stood out was the golden gaze that watched the man who was stairing into the club at the humans, a soft chuckle escaped his lips, it was deep and dark with a errie chill that seemed to carry into the hair. His golden locks spilled into his face as he watched his hands unseen as the were stuffed into the pockets of his baggy slacks. He watched as the small blade was produced he cound sense what the man was feeling anyone could. Every Lycan felt it every beast raged for the sweet taste that was the thick syrup of blood running through a humans very veins. Cidias spoke up with a clearing of his throat. "I think it's something we all wan't my friend." his tone dark and cold as he pushed off the wall and cam into full view as the shadows no longer masked his handsome face framed by his blonde hair. "Just to taste that sweet blood, but we all know you can't ravish that club, we all wish to but we can't." Cidias was a man of reason and he was on a mission, what that mission is no one knows as of yet. Val didn't look at him but said almost to himself, I don't want those. Food will be food. Food is to be eaten not played with. He looks up in an almost childlike manner, Dollies are the ones to play with. Pretty, empty dollies that live only through the lives of children. He turns toward the other wolf and reaches out to touch his face. It is cruel to play with prey, he looks at the dancing children, but dollies were made for it. His eyes glazed over and there was a subtle shift in his face and he blinks and pulls his hand away. Feeling a blade in his hand he slips it back into the depths of his coat in one quick gesture, "Sorry, I have funny moods sometimes." His posture changed in small increments as looked at his surroundings taking in the noisy, smelly club. Crinkling his nose he moves away from the tightly packed, closed in space and slowly edges toward the mouth of the alley. Why the hell did he come here.
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Posted: Tue May 23, 2006 3:30 pm
Arceli pulls up outside the club on her motorbike. It was a little dusty, had been in storeage for months. She'd been back to her hometown, and to visit a friend in another state. She gets off the bike and pulls up the seat, revealing a storeage compartment. She takes out a black leather holster and hikes up her skirt a little to attatch it tightly to her thigh, while no-one is watching. She straitens out the garment, and slips the holster round so that the gun was on the inside. Now, normally, the odd glance at her black knickers would be possible, but for now, better keep that little surprise away from prying eyes. Clubbing later, right now, it was time to meet the new management. Into her belt, she tucks a spare refill (but not a clip, as that was intergrated into her modified Mauser C/12) into her belt, and pulls her shirt down over it, brushing it down to get rid of creases and, at the same time, check it was't showing. She chains up the bike, and heads on in.
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Posted: Fri Jun 02, 2006 5:55 pm
Eventually coming to a halt, he turned grinning to an out-of-breath Kiki.
"Tada. And here we are! Club FM" he blushed, looking down. "I know it probably looks a little grim and ugly compared to the temple..." he started.
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Posted: Fri Jun 02, 2006 6:00 pm
"No,its.... its alright." She said bending over and panting. "As long as you have electriciy and running water." Kiki laughed and stood up straight. She looked up and down at her new "place". It just reminded her more of the city actually. "I feel so out of shape now.."
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Posted: Fri Jun 02, 2006 6:04 pm
He laughed gently.
"Ok, well, since I practically dragged you here, I'd better give you a rest." And with that he softly picked her up and cradled her in his arms, making his way inside.
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Posted: Wed Jun 07, 2006 5:47 am
Q looked around more. Seeing no vamps, no hunters.... nothing. He felt it would be safe to try and see if he could get in.
" To much light.... some one would see me. Maybe... " Q though to himself.
Q got on all fours and pulled back into his mind. Thinking about his true form his body slowly turned. His hand paws turned into paws. His legs changed into K9 legs. He turned fully wolf.
Jumping down the alley on a fire ladder, he landed hard. Letting out a yelp he got back up. Turning the corner he looked to see if any one was watching. Q ran for the door running inside.
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 2:45 am
Q walked out side. Looking around he saw a few people walking about. Walking down about a block, Q turned into an alley after a Dodge Ram truck. Tapping his control unit that he placed on his wrist, he jumped into the air and over the truck. Landing in front of the Ram the driver screamed and slammed on the brakes. The truck skidded and came close to hitting him. As Q walked closer, the man inside screamed more and tryed to run out the other side. The man tryed to slide out but fell to the ground. Getting up Q was right in front of him. Q lifted his right arm and swiftly cut it into the mans head. The head came clean off and Q took the body and the head and threw it into the near by dumpster. Pressing the control unit Q turned back. Getting into the truck, he headed to the city.
(( Thats in the main forum right? ))
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 5:26 am
Pulling to a stop, Q turns the truck off. Looking around he gets out and walks back into the club.
::TO THE UNDER GROUND... i always wanted to say that::
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 6:24 pm
After getting pushed out of Arceli's apartment Reon just looks at the door and walks away.
"Why do I feel like I must talk to her." then he just turns his back and walks back into Club FM.
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 6:28 pm
He blinked.
"Err, hey, I asked you something? Were you listening?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 6:32 pm
"Huh?" He looks at Dusk.
"Um.. If you did I can't remember what it was. Sorry. What was it again?"
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