"Yep. Just go with whatever kink the little ******** has in mind. If I'm right, I can almost guarantee that he's gonna want you to play the dude, so be prepared for a little strap-on action...but I'm sure you've got plenty of experience with that." V³'s comment was said in a more offhand manner, unlike her previous remarks, which were said only to anger to provoke a response from the purple woman. Instead, the previous insult simply appeared to be little more than meaningless commentary. "Hmm...I wonder if it's possible to get a recording of you and the higher-up doing the deed. That could be useful later on, if I ever feel like I'm in a blackmailing kinda mood." V³ made no effort to hide her disdain or thoughts of treachery from her supposed allies. Doma was an unceremoniously evil organization, and each of it's members knew so. Most were likely harboring thoughts of betraying and killing one another if an opportunity arose, V³ was simply more open about it. She was an evil woman, a murderer, a deviant, a sadist...but she, like her father, was honest about her intentions. Or, at the very least, attempted to be. After having grown up in a world where lying kept her alive, it would take her longer than a year to change her ways.
"Slave quarters? Hell do I look like to you, a slave? ******** if I know where they sleep. In a cage somewhere, I figure, but yeah with that last part. If you're ********' the higher-up, you'll probably be staying close to him. There's probably a place for harems or something in here somewhere." Eventually, V³'s tour concluded, but she could admit that it hadn't been very informative, and mostly consisted of occasionally pointing out different rooms without going into much detail about those who lived behind those doors, or what activities went on beyond them. "Yeah...Ditchin' sounds like a fun idea. From what I remember, the higher-up is gone right now anyway. Went out someplace to cry with that other b***h. Taking over right now would be too much of a hassle, and I'm not in the mood to deal with any of that s**t. As for trainin', I don't know what these people do, but I've got my own special training place. It's ******** awesome, since you can fight anything in there, and it's all fine. ******** up and die? You'll be fine. It's an...what did she call it? An 'pseudo-realistic training zone' or some s**t. If you're interested, I can show you. Always wondered how it would work with someone outside of the family, and all the stupid civvies I dragged in there died before I could try it on 'em." As V³ waited for an answer in regards to training in her own particular zone, she took notice of an unfamiliar man roaming the halls. "The ********? If I cared, I'd probably ask who the hell what was...but I don't. If I'm lucky, it's a suicide bomber. They're always fun." --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2014 10:19 pm
♛☽☾ βella Δonna Ƞocturne ☽☾♛ —¤÷(`[¤* *¤]´)÷¤— ♜♜♜ The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion... ♜♜♜
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Bella listened more intently on what the grey skinned woman told her. She herself shrugged. "For me, there isn't really that much you can blackmail me with. I mean hell, according to where I used to live, I'm hella dead. But I guess that doesn't matter for me. For him? I guess it would matter a lot? Are sex tapes for blackmail still a thing?" she asked her as they had stopped now.
"Bed sounds much nicer than a cage. I'm not a pet. At least, not a pet to anybody but this master of yours." she noted to her. But the look of indifference came over her features when she realized that the woman had a point. The master was gone, so it wasn't like there was anything they could do. Except well, that new device she mentioned. Bella flashed a wicked grin. "Sounds ******** fantastic. Lead the way honestly. I could use the mental stimulation for once. So where are the others though? Or did they just lose them too?" she told her. Now testing where she could actually train would be a good thing. However, that still didn't mean she suddenly trusted her. Oh no. That would have been the dumbest of mistakes. However, she could at least make her time here useful in the meanwhile.
Bella Donna felt like there had to be something up. Why had they only run into a couple of people. Was this place really that large that it seemed sparsely populated? She needed to at least keep tabs on the few workers that were here, assuming that they were workers for here to begin with.
"Hell if I know if it'll work, but it's a ******** better than doing nothing. I figure if the boss-man pusses out this much over a girl, a freaky sex tape with a slave should put a little red on his cheeks. If it doesn't, it'll at least be something funny to watch." V³ stated bluntly as she led her purple skinned companion towards the strange carving that she had previously pointed out. Dragging the nail on her left thumb along her right arm, V³ watched as a thin trail of blood slowly rose to the surface. Her blood was a sickly color, a mixture of red and silver that could be compared to liquid rust. V³ then used her finger to wipe away the blood and swiped the finger across the carving. As soon as she did so, a large, dark hole ripped it's way into existence, and was several feet long and wide. "Hard to find a better key than that." She laughed, leading Isabella inside.
At first, the room was nothing but darkness. No warmth, no cold, no light, no environment at all. If not for the fact that one could feel the floor as they walked, it would have seemed as if anyone inside was floating through a sea of nothingness. However, as V³ walked further inside, the area began to take shape. Around her, a carpeted floor appeared. Then a bed, walls, posters, lights, and various other commodities began to take shape. Several minutes later, the darkness had fully taken the shape of a rebellious teenager's room. "Welcome to my room. Or...how did she explain it? Uh, the memory of my room. Explaining this s**t isn't my thing, but gimme a second." As the room was forming, V³ had plopped down upon her bed, but quickly got up and approached a bookshelf that had formed. She removed a random book, opened it, and displayed the pages to Isabella, which was nothing more than blank. "I never read the book." V³ said. "So the inside's empty. Only stuff you know can show up here...probably. Like I said, there's no tellin' how all this s**t works for someone outside the family. Think about the kind of training you can do in here. Bring back anything strong you fought before and use if for practice, but it's all fake. Any food you make won't fill you up, it's all in your head. Getting stabbed or blown up is all in your head. Decided to imagine up a guy to ******** in here? All the pleasure you'll get from that'll be in your head." While most of V³'s words were stated in a matter-of-fact manner, her final sentence gave a slight hint of disappointment. "Forget about all that s**t." V³ said quickly, realizing what she had said. "Hurry up and think up something badass. I wanna see how this place'll react to you, since the whole...Blood...Memory...whatchamacallit thing won't affect you. I'm thinkin' it means anything you come up with might be real. Or maybe you can think up stuff that's not from memory? I can think of all sorts of ways for that s**t to be useful." --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2014 9:33 am
♛☽☾ βella Δonna Ƞocturne ☽☾♛ —¤÷(`[¤* *¤]´)÷¤— ♜♜♜ The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion... ♜♜♜
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"I'll tell you, haven't seen some voodoo, parlor trick magic like that since I left my home. Nice touch though. For once, it's something not pathetically cliche like the rest of this organization, if I do say so myself. " she noted to V³ as she walked in along with her. Seeing the nothingness, the complete blackness for normal people would have been something quite daunting, but for Bella Donna, it was more of a welcome place. Soon, when the room took form around V³ Bella was impressed to say the least.
"The memory of your room huh...?" she parroted back. She listened to V³'s explanation and her golden eyes seemed to twinkle. The best part was that she didn't have to worry about any sort of physical damage, however, again maybe she did, as the grey skinned woman mentioned that she wasn't exactly sure how it would work outside the family. Could she conjure up something real? She wasn't exactly sure, but she could at least imagine it. To think that using her imagination would be something she would do again. I thought I left this s**t in Kindergarden... she mused as she thought for a moment.
"Alright, tell me when I start doing this s**t wrong, because this sounds like either the greatest thing ever, or nothing but a bad acid trip." she told her. She thought deeply of another experiment that the Shadow had while she was kept under he drugged captivity. She knew that the poor creature was dead, but it had been a sight to behold when it was alive. The head of a snake, the body was of some mangled mess of human flesh and beast. It had been an impressive size, standing about eleven feet at the top of its serpentine head. It had served as a guard for the hovel of the sorcerer, tearing down any unfortunate soul that came near, but ultimately, it had succumbed when it turned on The Shadow. This was the creature she decided to bring forth to the forefront of her mind, the feral, wild, and dangerous freak of nature she pictured clearly. Now she wasn't sure what exactly would happen, but she figured that the experience would at least be entertaining to say the least.
"Of course you haven't seen anything as cool as this s**t right here. It's one of the billions of awesome things the department has come up with over the years." V³ said proudly, as if she were the one that had come up with the method of entering her room, or the strange way that it took shape when she wanted it to. As implied, she knew very little about how it worked, and even less about it's creation. One of the scientists affiliated with her organization gave an in-depth explanation of the room and it's inner workings, but V³ chalked it all up to two words. 'Nerd Magic', as she so eloquently called it. "Just because everything else Doma's got is ******** retarded doesn't mean my stuff is too." With a slight smile upon her lips, the gray woman watched as her purple companion began to focus her memories, drawing out an image from the past. As she recorded each and every detail, her eyes began to glow with a soft blue hue.
"Is that right? Huh...So that's how it works when it's not one of us." Just before V³ started speaking, her eyes changed colors once more, and were now bright purple. She listened closely to the unheard voice, her eyes flicking back and forth between Isabella and her living, reptilian blast from the past. "Listen up, because I'm only going to explain this once." V³ began, walking in between the two soon-to-be-combatants. "First things first, as far as big 'n ugly here knows, I don't exist. Pretty much ghosting it. One of the benefits of being in the family." As if to prove her point, V³ waved her arm through the large beast, showing the way that her body phased through it without making contact. "Second, you...probably won't die. The thing is, you can imagine up some stuff, and they can't leave this place, but you've kinda gotta destroy 'em. Normally, we can just make 'em disappear when we're done with 'em, but you can't do that. And since you imagined it up, I can't imagine it away. So let's say it beats you and decides to eat you up for dinner. Sure, it's all fake, but your mind might go into a mildly severe state of shock. And you'll die. So don't lose." The increased danger did nothing but give V³ more to enjoy, knowing that she would be perfectly safe from anything conjured by Isabella within the room, and could sit back and watch as the woman fought, or was devoured. Though if Isabella did happen to lose, V³ would save her...possibly, depending on her mood at that time. "Now that I think about it, I'm not liking this venue." With a snap of her fingers, the environment changed. Instead of her room, the surrounding area had been replaced with a cold, menacing dungeon. Chains and straps hung from the blood soaked walls and wails of despair echoed from all directions. "Mom's 'Special Place' is way better for fighting." --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2014 7:06 pm
♛☽☾ βella Δonna Ƞocturne ☽☾♛ —¤÷(`[¤* *¤]´)÷¤— ♜♜♜ The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion... ♜♜♜
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Bella looked all around her as she looked at the beast in front of her. She had been well acquainted with this beast before, but knowing that it had been dead before, that made all of the difference. It was hard to believe that the thing right in front of her was not so real at all, but just literally, a figment and a memory from her mind. Then, she listened as the horned woman explained how to the monster, she didn't exist. Well that was good to know at least. Too bad she couldn't help her out however, but then again, at least she had the knowledge of how he had died.
"Well, I'd prefer not to die, and if I died from my own thought, then I really don't deserve to live like damn." Bella told her as she kept her eyes on the beast. "So I'll just go and have some fun with it, and then beat the ever living ******** out of it. Sounds great to me." she told her. At least what she had imagined wasn't overly powerful. Bella had felt that it would be best to NOT summon the Shadow back from the dead. Even though he would be nothing but a memory, who knew what could actually
She noticed how the setting around them suddenly changing to a bloody dungeon scene. Bella looked disappointed for once. "Awww I was hoping for more blood. Oh well, this should be fine enough." she thought to herself. She detached a part of her armored dress, the weapon of choice she had chosen this time was the metal whip. She strutted forward before cracking the whip. "You know, if one thing Shadow did was give me these bitchin powers and armor at least. Too bad he was a super douche." she told her.
Finally, she decided it was time to actually crack some skulls. The beast roared at her, and she began her mad dash, glowing purple as the shadows and darkness started to swell in her body.
...The void, that was my heart is filled with hate....The hate that you put there after you left..Hate that no medicine can remedy..But without this hate, I would be the crow that I am today clinging to the darkness!
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Appearing back in the Doma Tatsu decided to lick his wounds and to get some food and relax. "Mansion, sweet mansion." he said cynically. That little run-in on the Rooftops had tired him out, he hadn't expected to use his curse while in battle. He put Carrot down started toward his private quarters to find some painkillers, leaving Carrot free to move about the now empty Doma mansion. He knew that as soon as Lucian came and killed Gyo that all types of chaos had happened. The criminals that they had worked so hard to whip into shape had went crazy and left Doma back to their lives of felonies. He shook his head in disbelief until he felt a sharp pain in his arm and fell to his knees gasping at the cursed arm. Wincing he trudged toward his room to find his medicine.
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2014 3:43 pm
~"CARROT" LEE~
Status: Good Current Mood: Guilty Thoughts: Never again... OOC:
Carrot's body remained still after she blinked in how fact they teleported back to another place. She wondered where they are till hearing Tatsu before looking. She was placed down by him, and she brushed her leg before pulling up her stockings a bit along her thigh. "Uh..." She turned only to see him walking away from her. She hung her head, and managed to keep her hat and her pet rat with her as he climbed into her tank top. Giggling, she pulled him out and kissed his nose. "Come on buddy." She said, placing him under her hat, but he could be seen since it was placed on his back a little. It squeaked a little as she walked but froze after feeling something in her head. "EW!! NO! NOT THERE!" She swat her pet a little off her head and whatever was on her hair as they were small like raisins. She frowned angrily, and it darted ahead of her. She ignored him for the meantime but saw Tatsu fell onto his knees but struggled to his room for something. Was he okay? She would walk around the mansion to see what it had to offer. It was pretty nice, but creepily empty.
...The void, that was my heart is filled with hate....The hate that you put there after you left..Hate that no medicine can remedy..But without this hate, I would be the crow that I am today clinging to the darkness!
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As Tatsu emerged from his room with a bandaged arm he quickly grabbed his jacket and looked over to Carrot. "We won't be staying long." he stated nonchalantly. He then shot out two grey crows, whom were different from all the others, from his hands. As they flew around in the upper ceilings they began to form into double-gangers, that looked exactly like Tatsu. They dropped from the guy and stared over to Tatsu with empty eyes. "Clean." he said simply to the first one. He turned to the second and pointed to the decimated Throne Room of the once powerful queen. "Repair." he commanded and the clone did as it was told without any hesitation. "Carrot," he said turning back to his guest. "I want you to be apart of this. This once dominating organization would bring its enemies to their knees without any trouble. But now it seems s**t has hit the fan." paused to slowly put on his jacket cautious not to mess up the bandage. "Tsukiko, the cyborg you and I encountered was apart of the Zaibatsu. A rival of our since we first were brought together by Lord Eight." he stopped when he'd seen the clone had came back and stared at him with empty eyes and awaited for his next orders. Tatsu pointed once again to the Doma leader's room. "Repair." he commanded once more and the clone did as it was told. He then motioned with his head for Carrot to follow him through the now cleaned HQ. "This is good, but if we want to restore this place to it's once proud glory we must gather more members." he said started towards the halls.
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2014 5:45 pm
~"CARROT" LEE~
Status: Good Current Mood: Confused Thoughts: Hm? So rumors are true... OOC:
As Carrot was looking around, she turned her head behind her to see Tatsu down the hall and speaking. So, where will they be heading then? She's traveled long enough, she wonder what's there to go to next. She would watch him do whatever he needed to do, and smiled for the most part. Her body has cooled down entirely, but her stomach was completely empty for the meantime. Clean and Repair, he ordered them to do the place and she observed with curiosity. At the same time, she turned her head back at Tatsu when he said her name and was explaining to her about being apart of this. She glanced to the interior of the building itself while he spoke, and thought about it. Being a part of something? Wasn't she told that nobody would want something such as her? Memories of those experiments done to her made her tremble and sometimes want to pee her shorts just thinking of those thoughts...but...who and why were they doing this to her? Was she meant for the Zaibatsu or some organization? She didn't even know herself.
"Zai.....bat....su..." She repeated it in a low mumble. She would soon walk up to Tatsu when he motioned over to her and she did. Walking down the hall with him, she was still puzzled in thought. "We? But....how are we to exactly? I'm just..........irrelevant." She glanced to the side a little with a light frown on her face.
...The void, that was my heart is filled with hate....The hate that you put there after you left..Hate that no medicine can remedy..But without this hate, I would be the crow that I am today clinging to the darkness!
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"Nonsense." Tatsu said. "There are beings in this world who are abominations. Even if they are human or if they have gifts such me." he explained then started to walk down hallway after hallway admiring how much of a good job his clone had done cleaning in such a short amount of time. "Though, it is true I do not believe in a higher power I do believe that we all receive whatever power or things done to us for a reason." he said as flashes of his dead brothers and sister's flashed through his mind. Then what he dreaded the most. A flash image of his father appeared, filmed and blank eyes staring at his blood soaked hands. He did it. He was the monster of the family. He never wanted to, he didn't want to be this way. He wanted to be normal so bad but knew this curse, this 'gift' he had been handed down to. He knew he had for a reason, it had to be! His father was human, oh how cruel humans are. They create something and soon fear they can't control it and try to destroy and start from scratch. They don't care about the feelings of the things they create. "You are a bomb. You didn't ask for that. I am 'this'." he said moving a hand from his chest down to his thigh. "We both didn't want to be like this, but it happened. There is no way to reverse these 'powers'. But that's no reason to give up on finding cure nor a goal that we once thought about before our transformations." he stated looking over to young Carrot. "You are not irrelevant. You helped me back there." he said stopping and putting a hand on her head. "Now...what you say we let my clones handle things here and go get something to eat?" he said smiling thinly at her.
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2014 7:46 pm
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~"CARROT" LEE~
Status: Good Current Mood: Confused Thoughts: T-thank you Tatsu! OOC:
Carrot raised an eyebrow in surprise from Tatsu's very...enthusiastic speech as he was getting started with it. So is she an abominations then? What was she to begin with?! She doesn't even feel 'human' much besides with how she acts like. Humans shouldn't even have a living hot core in their chest that erupts with more punishment they take...that's no where near human! That's....beyond human actually. He was a bit right, there must be a reason for this...there must be. "I.......I see..." She looked down at her hands for a bit before she looked up at Tatsu only to flinch when a hand was placed on her head. She felt REALLY small then. Sure she's a bit on the short side, but that was a bit mean of Tatsu which made her pout while she gazed at him. His signs of caring for her made her heart beat heavy as she suddenly turned pink in her cheeks. "W-well since you say that..." She said holding her stomach as it growled a bit now. "Shut up, you owe me that meal anyway!" She whined, pointing at him now and tipped her hat up to him before turning the other way.
...The void, that was my heart is filled with hate....The hate that you put there after you left..Hate that no medicine can remedy..But without this hate, I would be the crow that I am today clinging to the darkness!
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Tatsu smirked at her blushing and her comments. "Whatever, kid." he responded still smirking. He started toward the exit still looking around at how the clones had fixed the place up. He wasn't sure if they would get the Doma to it's glory but he would damn well try. He kicked open the door and started down the steps of the entrance and stretched. "Hopefully we don't see any criminals in the street. I don't want to kill a human but I will." he said to himself. He stopped and waited on Carrot, when he travel long distance it was always hard to keep up with him. He used shadows and his crow form when he didn't feel like walking.
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Posted: Mon Nov 17, 2014 5:44 pm
~"CARROT" LEE~
Status: Good Current Mood: Casual Thoughts: Don't call me a kid, meanie. OOC:
Carrot snarled at Tatsu responding to her like she's a kid. She punched his arm lightly and followed him as well to the exit. Carrot thought of herself as a young lady rather than a child, and just HATES it when people just claim her as a child or kid just because of her personality at times. "Meanie..." She pouted cutely at him as she stepped down the stairs slowly, taking her sweet time on purpose. A step per second before finally reaching the cement ground. "Kill, kill, kill......blah blah." She said walking beside him now with her hands in her pockets. "Ha, you keep calling me kid. I have a pretty decent looking body to be honest. Hmph!" She turned her back to him and began moving quick right in front of him. "Meanie!" She teased and stuck her tongue out at him. She didn't really meant her word 'meanie' seriously, but she's feels happy when around him like this. Not when he's cold and merciless at times during a fight. But...at the same time, she did find him rather...protective about her. She wondered why though. Oh well, she'll know in the future.
