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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2015 6:03 pm
Zek yawns as he looks around his empty mansion. It had been so long since these halls where full of noises and sounds of joy. It had not really been a home and so long. But now it was time to change that. He went out the front door and yawned more."So who is going to join me?" He asked with bored and calm voice. He was ready to have a new family. Even if it would be a twisted one.
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Posted: Sat Mar 14, 2015 5:09 pm
I want to join this twisted home. Make me one of you so I have a place to call home. Username: Acidic Corruption
Pockettu: Hyun-ki
Why do you wish to join us? Hyun approached the large mansion nervously, smoothing out the wrinkles in his shirt while he walked. He had nowhere to call home, not since he had left Korea and a previous life of fame and fortune. In hopes that the god of the damned would accept him, Hyun-ki inched closer towards the property. But before he could reach the door, his eyes met with a rather large, and pierced man. Hyun stood there frozen for a few minutes, admiring the god in awe. Realizing how rude it must have been to just gawk at the man, the much smaller, blue haired boy quickly bowed. "I-I wish to serve you." He squeaked, face flushed with a faint tint of red.
Rank in house you wish to have? Blood Doll
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Posted: Sat Mar 14, 2015 5:17 pm
Zek stepped town him and licked his lips."What makes you worthy of this family?"He looked like a yummy snack to him but he was rather cute. Zek was wondering if he would look cuter in a dress.
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2015 3:28 pm
I want to join this twisted home. Make me one of you so i have a place to call home. Username: Yousei Akki
Pockettu: Stauzohnu
Why do you wish to join us? I need a place to belong and this place seems better suiting in compare to the rest.
Rank in house you wish to have?Blood Doll
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2015 4:04 pm
Zek walks around the other and looks him over."Hello there little one.Do you think this twisted family will be good for you?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2015 4:08 pm
trinkuh Zek walks around the other and looks him over."Hello there little one.Do you think this twisted family will be good for you?" "Probably not." Stauzohnu replies without hesitation. He reaches up to fuss with his tie while keeping one eye on the God circling him. "But if I wanted a good family I'd be at some other Gods temple. I want the right family, which this place seems like it could be."
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2015 7:55 pm
Zek smiled."Not a bad answer....Welcome to the mansion of the damned..If you need me just yell.The mansion is very empty right now so i'm sure to hear you."
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2015 8:13 pm
I want to join this twisted home. Make me one of you so i have a place to call home. Username: Sinbari
Pockettu: Echo
Why do you wish to join us? The mini bat flaps around excitedly, swooping back and forth. "Echo think Zek the most interesting Bigbig (his word for gods) around! No biggies ever seem to want Echo around, say Echo's up to no good! Echo say, who me? Echo behave in Zek's mansion! Think it make great home!"
Rank in house you wish to have? Resident
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2015 8:30 pm
Zek looked down at the mini."Now you are cute...I think i could make great use of one so small and easy to hide and spy."Zek licks his fangs."Welcome to the mansion of the damned!"
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Posted: Fri Apr 03, 2015 7:47 pm
A Pockettu made his way to the mansion that had been made home to the God of the Damned and his Followers. A deep blue cloak embroidered in golden colors held together at the left shoulder with a ruby clasp shadowed his face. The cloak bulged out against his back and at either side of his head, but a slender tail lit with a flame at the tip was the dead giveaway as to who was lurking their way through the dark.
Stefan stopped in front of the mansion, not yet moving towards the doors. He remained a safe distance away, pink eyes gazing out from beneath the cloak. He was not a Follower nor did he have any plans to become one, despite the God expressing his desire of the idea. He had only made his way here because he had offered Zek his friendship, and the God had accepted, making it a promise. Stefan was not one to break a promise, least of all to a deity.
A small sigh parted his lips, pink tongue gently gliding out to moisten them. There was no need to turn away and cancel his unplanned visit now; deities often already knew when someone lurked at the edge of their territory. Zek had not called upon him for company. Stefan's visit was purely to satisfy his own curiosity; it was not that he doubted the God's description of his Shrine, but hearing and seeing were two entirely different experiences.
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Posted: Fri Apr 03, 2015 8:00 pm
Zek was sipping some wine when he had a feeling someone was near.He sat his glass down on the table and grinned.He slowly got up and headed for the front door to greet his guest. He could guess who it was already and it made him a bit happy. The manson was huge and old. It held many stories. Some happy and some sad. The building loaned over the front. Soon the front double doors opened to show the freakishly tall Zek.Even for a god her was freaky tall.He smiled at seeing him outside.He was happy he was right about who he thought it was. "Hello Stefan...It's lovely of you to stop by please come in."He stepped to the side so the other could easily enter."So what brings you here today?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 03, 2015 8:17 pm
Stefan's stance showed no signs of change even when the doors suddenly opened to reveal the unnaturally tall God looming in the doorway. Most would have been surprised by the act, but the unnatural had ceased to surprise this particular male long ago. Despite the distance he heard the God's words loud and clear, a deep voice ringing in his ears.
The male began to move slowly towards the mansion, closing the gap between him and Zek in a matter of minutes. It was not until he moved up the steps and stopped in the doorway in front of the God that he finally removed the hood of his cloak, pale hands delicately moving it down the back of his head. His pink eyes gazed up towards the God and his features softened for a moment, a gentle smile offered, before he rapidly regained his neutral expression; if he was not mistaken, the deity had almost appeared happy at his unexpected presence tonight.
"Good evening, Zek.., he spoke softly, his voice not too high nor too low in pitch, a pleasant sound that eased from his throat while words rolled elegantly off his tongue. Stefan moved into the mansion once invited once he had tapped his boots against the ground to remove any loose dirt. Tracking dirt into the temple of a deity was an offensive action, and he had no intend to offend Zek any further than he possibly had before by gently declining to join the Damned. The male pursed his soft lips together and finally took his eyes of the God, looking around the entryway of the mansion. "Hm..? It was curiosity that brought me to your doorstep today. How do you feel this evening?" Always with the concern of someone else's feelings and health. A hard to shake habit from his prior life of servitude.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 9:17 am
Zek smiled brightly as the other entered. He grinned at his words. He lead him into the huge main living room. Covering the walls were painting of a very pretty young woman with long curly blonde hair. Paintings were of the same woman but in different times. He sat on the couch and motioned to the chair in front of it. "I'm doing alright....a bit lonely since my home is still so empty."He sighed a bit then grinned."What about you?What were you so curious about?"He was so intrigued by the other."Would you like a drink?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2015 12:54 pm
trinkuh I apologize if I type too much >w>; -super excited and happy to RP Stefan- Stefan stood in the center of the main living room and turned slowly until he had taken in the entire room. He looked towards the deity and smiled softly for a brief moment. The little male did not yet sit in the chair offered to him but instead walked towards the wall until he stood beneath one of the many paintings. All featured the same young woman as the sole focus of the picture‚ and it would be a lie if he ever claimed that it did not intrigue him. He deduced that this female portrayed in the skillfully painted portraits had to be some one of personal importance to the God that made this mansion his home. The reason why or the knowledge of how this female held importance was not for Stefan to ask and he kept his mind from even asking such questions. They were not for him to know.
Pink eyes stared up thoughtfully at the painting and parted his lips slightly as if he were about to speak. Those soft lips snapped shut instead of moving to form words and he turned away from the painting to make his way back to Zek‚ and finally took his seat in the offered chair. His pink eyes now searched over the deity and tilted his head to left. For a few long moments he simply stared at the God in silence; not in the adoring way that worshippers would do but more in silent contemplation. His brows furrowed just slightly to express his momentary lapse into confusion before all snapped back into that perfect place of neutrality on his soft skin. Zek was a curious creature‚ Stefan had decided this already‚ and he had many things he wanted to learn about the God before him‚ but he only wanted to learn in the appropriate way that came with time and patience. Friendship‚ he had called it‚ if such a thing could still exist to twisted souls. “Ah, I regret to hear you are feeling loneliness.. It does seem very quiet here‚” Stefan pursed his lips and paused to offer an apologetic smile, “I am as well as I can ever claim to be.”
Black feathered wings unfolded abruptly behind the male’s back and stretched wide behind him before they were tucked back into position; sitting often required adjustment from those unfortunate enough to be winged. Zek’s next words coaxed a soft laugh from Stefan that he cut off abruptly to regain his voice and composure, “I am a creature that has nothing to look forward to save for curiosity, and it would be a painfully obvious lie to say that a God accepting the hand of friendship from a mere peasant would not be of interest to anyone at all. You have piqued my curiosity, if I may be so bold to say. The words you spoke of the home you offered had also rang with interest upon my ears.” Stefan released a soft breath and pondered for a moment before answering, “Perhaps a glass of water, though I can fetch it myself if you would like.”
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