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 Posted: Fri Apr 16, 2010 4:09 pm
((lol The whole point was to get graphic, mainly because I was feeling rather morbid and off when I made this.
And this is for violence, so I'll probably be a little vague when they stumble into the bedroom. If they make it that far razz ))
Chris stepped out of the taxi and slipped a twenty dollar bill out of Reine's back pocket, handing it to the man with a wry grin. "Keep the change."
Sean stumbled out of the car after Reine, not even noticing she had broken the skin on his left shoulder, let alone that the initials on the gates weren't hers. He followed the demon like a puppy with a bad ear infection, or like a man with a bad case of drunkeness. "This your place?" he asked, looking up at the multi-story palace. Curtains were drawn at most of the windows that decorated the front, and the rich green lawn seemed to be immaculately tended by a garden crew and invisible sprinklers.
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Posted: Fri Apr 16, 2010 4:21 pm
I haven't lost anything ęxćėpŧ mŷ MİŊĐ.I try to take off mŷ ĦĚĄĐ śőmęŧımēś.(You could be empty.)  You felt the ĊŐŁĐŊĖŞŚ in my eyes, and something I'm not ŘĘVĖĄŁİŊĢ.
Though you got used to my ĐĮŜĠŲİŞĚ, you can't shed this awful FĘĒŁİŊĢ.
[There's blood on my hands like the blood in you.] Sharpen UP your ŦĘĒŦĤ. Your dreams are MORE than worth ĐĘFĖŊĐĮŊĢ.
{You need to let go...}((If? We're questioning them having fun before killing each other? Haha. xD
So the graphic-status is still on, right? Though it seems weird to mutilate an NPC that has no real purpose, lulz))
"Indeed," Reine replied smoothly as the doors opened, smirking. The twenty-dollar bill was trick - you honestly think demons have any use for real money? The twenty would vanish into thin air within a week, and by the time it did it would've passed through so many hands that it would be impossible to pin her as the source.
That and she was planning on changing houses within the the month. She'd be fine.
As if she wouldn't be anyway. Humans held no candle to her burning flame.
With a clack-clack, she began to walk up the cobblestone path to the house, silently deciding whether to kill Sean inside or outside as the two boys followed at their own pace.
Below ground, or underneath?
She wondered if Chris was going to watch. Or, even better, if he would join in on the fun? She'd be able to see those knives of his in action.
Hmm... what form should I take? Striker? No, too fancy. Lesser dragon? Nah, not my style. Giant spider? Hmm, fancy... but not the killing style I want right now. Besides, I don't particularly want the human to know what my powers are quite yet. Maybe just something basic. Like a tiger. Oh, I love tigers... that beautiful fur... a cougar maybe? No, not regal enough... A hell hound? Hmm, not elegant enough for me... decisions decisions... so many ways to kill him, so many ways to feed..."
In a FIGHT that's ŊĘVĒŔ-ĖŊĐĮŊĢ, go on. Go ahead and PŖŎVĘ MĖ WŘŎŊĢ.
{...of letting go...}It's the me that İ ŁĘŦ ŶŐŲ KŊŌŴ, 'cause I never show - İ ĦĄVĒ MŶ ŖĒĂŞŐŊŚ.
Feel the pain that İ ŊĒVĘŘ ŚĦŌŴ, and I hope you know İŤ'Ş ŊĖVĘŔ ĦĔĄŁİŊĠ.
[Some things can't be treated, so don't make me be myself around you.]If you need a confession, Į'm ĢŪİŁŦŸ.Let's twist the knife 'til they čąŋ'ŧ šŧőp βŁĘĚĐİŊĢ..(And I could be right here empty with you.)
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Posted: Sun Apr 18, 2010 6:29 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 18, 2010 6:56 pm
((Sorry Mayhem, I'll post tomorrow, but I simply don't have time today XD...))
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Posted: Sun Apr 18, 2010 7:02 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2010 8:37 pm
((The NPC mutilating is for description purposes... And also that I'm too fond of my characters to have them killed :3
But hey, that's life lol))
"So, where'd the beautiful cottage come from Goldilocks?" Chris asked, hands in his pockets. As they usually were. "Three bears gift it to you for free? Or after you ate them out of their home?"
For all his idle chatter, Reine could probably sense somehow that his heart was not playing along with his external coolness. Unfortunately for Chris, he hadn't mastered complete control over his organs just yet.
Had he known Lucifa better, he would have suggested she turn into something more her personality. Like a cute, fluffy koala with a snake's tongue and an owl's talons. Or a barracuda with a sweet temperament.
Or perhaps something ridiculous, like a sea monkey/cat/flower mix.
Entering the foyer, Sean stumbled on the doorstop that he hadn't taken into consideration and fell into Chris, who had had enough of the man's shenanigans. He flung his arm back, throwing Sean against the wall in the foyer, and something red dripped off the end of a silvery blade protruding from the ends of Chris's sleeves.
Sean leaned against the wall, a hand holding his stomach where the blade had left a relatively harmless but deep slash. He looked up at Reine, then his eyes went to the man who'd taken apart his stomach. "What the hell...?" Even in his slight haze, he hadn't yet taken into effect that, yes, he was bleeding and might need some kind of first aid staunch the flow. Not that it was in direct danger to his health, but indirectly... Demons had a certain reaction to the scent of open blood.
((Oh, and I had meant if they hadn't been able to make it to the "appropriate room", not necessarily if they hadn't made it to "having fun" yet rofl ))
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Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2010 10:52 pm
I haven't lost anything ęxćėpŧ mŷ MİŊĐ.I try to take off mŷ ĦĚĄĐ śőmęŧımēś.(You could be empty.)You felt the ĊŐŁĐŊĖŞŚ in my eyes, and something I'm not ŘĘVĖĄŁİŊĢ.
Though you got used to my ĐĮŜĠŲİŞĚ, you can't shed this awful FĘĒŁİŊĢ.
[There's blood on my hands like the blood in you.]Sharpen UP your ŦĘĒŦĤ. Your dreams are MORE than worth ĐĘFĖŊĐĮŊĢ.
{You need to let go...}((I'll gladly take that opening. ;D))
Reine's eyes lit up as soon as she felt the knife move from beneath the sleeve, making any reply to Chris' idle chatter officially unimportant.
Sean backed up against a wall, hit it hard, and swallowed.
Her eyes glowing, Reine licked her lips ever so slightly.
But she managed to restrain herself. Barely.
"Oh, poor little boy," she cooed, her lips in a cute pout as she reached down and unbuttoned the rest of her shirt, tugging it off and tossing it to the side where it draped itself over a fern. "Looks like you've got quite the cut there." The pants were tossed aside next, leaving Reine in the undergarments in the picture, and she tossed her head as she stood, running her fingers through her hair as she smirked at the dying man, her eyes flickering to Chris suggestively. "Good thing I have a remedy that'll make it all better."
As she stalked over to Sean, her high heels clack-clacking on the wooden paneled floor, dark blue smoke began to issue off her form, and before their eyes she changed into one of her signature creatures from the demon realm: the Blue Tiger.
The massive creature was at least fourteen feet from nose to rear, and easily weighed more than three hundred pounds.
Yet it moved easily, with a fluid, regal grace, the muscles rippling and curling beneath the fur dangerously.
Despite how much it weighed, there was absolutely no fat on that creature. It was all muscle. The demon realm didn't believe in wasteful weight.
Snarling deeply from within its throat, the tiger bared its massive fangs, and its tail curled.
"Go ahead and scream..." the tiger growled deeply as its claws extended, the sound having a strangely metallic echo. "Not like anyone's gonna hear you."
((I'm cutting it off in case you want Sean to have a certain reaction. And here are the two shots of the Blue Tiger.))In a FIGHT that's ŊĘVĒŔ-ĖŊĐĮŊĢ, go on. Go ahead and PŖŎVĘ MĖ WŘŎŊĢ.
{...of letting go...}It's the me that İ ŁĘŦ ŶŐŲ KŊŌŴ, 'cause I never show - İ ĦĄVĒ MŶ ŖĒĂŞŐŊŚ.
Feel the pain that İ ŊĒVĘŘ ŚĦŌŴ, and I hope you know İŤ'Ş ŊĖVĘŔ ĦĔĄŁİŊĠ.
[Some things can't be treated, so don't make me be myself around you.]If you need a confession, Į'm ĢŪİŁŦŸ.Let's twist the knife 'til they čąŋ'ŧ šŧőp βŁĘĚĐİŊĢ..(And I could be right here empty with you.)
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 6:22 pm
((Ohhh... Pretty O.o))
Sean gaped open mouthed at the huge blue tiger, silent but for the beating of his heart. His hand left his side and before his mind could comprehend anything certain, the soles of his shoes were slapping down the tile of the foyer and deeper into the rest of the house, prepared to duck under any falling furniture that could be tossed up if that blue tiger decided to follow.
Chris smiled wryly and concealed his blade out of habit, moving into view of Sean. The poor drunk and confused man was leaving a trail of blood for any blind walrus to follow, no doubt wondering if someone had slipped some mysterious powder into his drink while his attention was preoccupied.
The inconsequential NPC tore through a huge kitchen that would have made a dozen of the finest bakers in New York cry, ran past a walk in pantry, and circled back into the living room through the dining room.
Chris's fingers brushed against the cool metal of his Kimber, giving him time to consider what was going on. A smart man, he would normally have shot Lucifa when her back was to him, when she was vulnerable and her attention preoccupied like now, chasing Sean. However, Chris was relying on his ability to remain clear-headed and in-control. If Reine started anything, depending on his man-ish brain to lose focus, he'd be ready with knife in hand and a loaded Kimber at the ready.
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Posted: Wed Apr 21, 2010 11:04 pm
I haven't lost anything ęxćėpŧ mŷ MİŊĐ.I try to take off mŷ ĦĚĄĐ śőmęŧımēś.(You could be empty.)You felt the ĊŐŁĐŊĖŞŚ in my eyes, and something I'm not ŘĘVĖĄŁİŊĢ.
Though you got used to my ĐĮŜĠŲİŞĚ, you can't shed this awful FĘĒŁİŊĢ.
[There's blood on my hands like the blood in you.]Sharpen UP your ŦĘĒŦĤ. Your dreams are MORE than worth ĐĘFĖŊĐĮŊĢ.
{You need to let go...}((^-^))
A massive, guttural snarl announced Reine's leap into the room, and Sean was struck down in the chest by massive claws, the points sinking deep into his chest and nearly causing the male to crash into Chris.
The two hit the ground on their sides, and Reine immediately released Sean and bucked, righting herself with a clean, easy grace.
Reine snarled, saliva that glistened gold dripping off her massive fangs as she preyed after the struggling, dying man. She hadn't struck him in the heart - she had attacked him right below the heart and to the side, piercing both lungs. He was bleeding, but wasn't dead yet.
She liked her prey alive.
With one single calculated leap, she bound forward as Sean struggled backwards and turned his back to her, her claws sinking down into his spine, severing any connection he had with his lower body.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Opening her gaping jaws, she sank her teeth down deep into his shoulder and yanked as she simultaneously twisted her head, ripping out a massive chunk of his shoulder and back - close to severing his head as one great paw kept his back arched in a backwards 'c'.
Amazingly, he was still alive.
Juggling the piece of flesh for a moment, Reine finally opened up her throat and swallowed the entire piece down like a snake, her teeth snapping shut like a trap before she licked her lips, her muzzle shining red.
Purring now, Reine reached down and roughly licked the wound, coaxing out more blood even still before she decided to gnaw on a part of his revealed breastplate, the bone snapping easily beneath her jaws; that part went down too.
She nuzzled his head almost affectionately, and shifted the grip she had on him with her front claws, allowing blood to well up out of the wounds already made and creating more on his lower back, threading his flesh as any cat would do to a blanket or couch.
"Still alive...?" she cooed in malicious amusement before she flipped him over like she would a chew toy, and used those massive claws of hers to tear open his chest cavity in a fluid, swift movement, lowering her head to sink her fangs into his still weakly-beating heart.
She took her time with this; savoring it this time as she chewed, her tail curling.
Reine swallowed, and her eyes flashed a bright electric blue.
Sean's eyes rolled back into his head, and Reine calmly raised a monstrous paw and coolly smashed it into his unmarred face, the skull crunching audibly, sickeningly, beneath her strength and the brain defenseless to the onslaught. Mush of purplish-pink color oozed out of his deaf ears, and the tiger somehow seemed to smirk as she lifted her paw out of the gaping crater it had created in the poor man's head.
Slowly, meticulously, she went to devouring the rest of him, even going so far as to calmly lick the blood stains off the floor at the space of the death, blood splatters flecking her fur as her tail swished methodically back and forth - all the while with a cruel, ruthless grace. However, she didn't bother to touch the blood trails the idiot NPC had created when he tried to flee in circles - those would be cleaned later.
"Mmmmmm..." she purred, stretching out her forelegs in the classic cat-stretch in satisfaction. "Marinated for a bit too long for my tastes, but still very satisfying." She straightened up and sat on her haunches, her glistening tiger-eyes almost looking amused as she turned her attention back to Chris. She was literally his height when sitting straight up. Still gazing at him, she licked her lips again. "Did you enjoy the show, my little sinner?"
((Hope that was okay for a start?))In a FIGHT that's ŊĘVĒŔ-ĖŊĐĮŊĢ, go on. Go ahead and PŖŎVĘ MĖ WŘŎŊĢ.
{...of letting go...}It's the me that İ ŁĘŦ ŶŐŲ KŊŌŴ, 'cause I never show - İ ĦĄVĒ MŶ ŖĒĂŞŐŊŚ.
Feel the pain that İ ŊĒVĘŘ ŚĦŌŴ, and I hope you know İŤ'Ş ŊĖVĘŔ ĦĔĄŁİŊĠ.
[Some things can't be treated, so don't make me be myself around you.]If you need a confession, Į'm ĢŪİŁŦŸ.Let's twist the knife 'til they čąŋ'ŧ šŧőp βŁĘĚĐİŊĢ..(And I could be right here empty with you.)
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Posted: Sat Apr 24, 2010 6:25 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 6:00 pm
((Perfect biggrin ))
Chris stepped back, noticing indifferently as Sean's running around splashed warm blood on the bottom of his dark coat after Reine caught him in her claws. When she spoke, it seemed as if two voices were talking; the deep rumbling grace of the tiger, the velvety boldness of Reine, and the smooth seduction of Lucifa the demon all mixed together.
Reine liked to play with her food, a fact that might come in handy later on. So long as he could survive potential chunks of flesh being ripped from his body.
"Did you enjoy the meal?" was his only response. He released the cold metal of the Kimber and let his hand fall out of his jeans pocket. "Feel bad for your carpet, really. Blood stains are annoying to deal with," he said, repressing a knowing chuckle.
((Really didn't know where to go from here lol
Seeing as she's a giant cat XD))
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 10:20 pm
I haven't lost anything ęxćėpŧ mŷ MİŊĐ.I try to take off mŷ ĦĚĄĐ śőmęŧımēś.(You could be empty.)You felt the ĊŐŁĐŊĖŞŚ in my eyes, and something I'm not ŘĘVĖĄŁİŊĢ.
Though you got used to my ĐĮŜĠŲİŞĚ, you can't shed this awful FĘĒŁİŊĢ.
[There's blood on my hands like the blood in you.]Sharpen UP your ŦĘĒŦĤ. Your dreams are MORE than worth ĐĘFĖŊĐĮŊĢ.
{You need to let go...}((She won't be soon. ;D))
Reine purred in response, lumbering up into a stand and padding into a different room - a large circular area in the center of the back of the house, where a huge pool full of what seemed like water bubbled and boiled, surrounded by sparkling blue and black tiles and covered by a large, domed roof. Windows lined the back wall, revealing a massive, lush back yard with a large stoned patio and several waterfalls and another chain of pools, almost making the back of the yard seem like a lagoon.
"Good thing most of it was on the wooden paneling then, hmmm?" she purred in satisfaction as she neared the water, stepping into the pool using the steps off to one side and allowing her beautiful blue fur to soak.
At her entrance, the water hissed, and red steam rose into the air.
The liquid - whatever it was - was rinsing the blood right off.
A great, rumbling sound coming from the center of the great cat's chest in enjoyment as she breathed the mist in, and smoothly, she ducked her head under, completely vanishing from view.
When she arose again, it was a human head that emerged from the watery liquid, her dark hair cascading down a lovely form.
"I hope you don't mind..." she cooed, her back to Chris. Then she turned, sent him a seductive smile over one shoulder, and revealed that her clothes had changed - her top into a dark blue, dazzling bikini top. The water obscured vision from the hips down, so one couldn't tell if it was the same underneath. "...if I did most of the work for you. So tell me..." Then she smirked, and raised a hand to him in invitation as the liquid changed consistency, and the pool turned into a normal hot tub. "Do you want to try to kill each other before or after we have fun?"In a FIGHT that's ŊĘVĒŔ-ĖŊĐĮŊĢ, go on. Go ahead and PŖŎVĘ MĖ WŘŎŊĢ.
{...of letting go...}It's the me that İ ŁĘŦ ŶŐŲ KŊŌŴ, 'cause I never show - İ ĦĄVĒ MŶ ŖĒĂŞŐŊŚ.
Feel the pain that İ ŊĒVĘŘ ŚĦŌŴ, and I hope you know İŤ'Ş ŊĖVĘŔ ĦĔĄŁİŊĠ.
[Some things can't be treated, so don't make me be myself around you.]If you need a confession, Į'm ĢŪİŁŦŸ.Let's twist the knife 'til they čąŋ'ŧ šŧőp βŁĘĚĐİŊĢ..(And I could be right here empty with you.)
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Posted: Thu Apr 29, 2010 10:13 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 2:20 pm
((Sorry--I'm getting less time to rolplay than I would like.))
Chris tried to keep his head. He didn't want to shuck his clothing and his weapons with them. And he certainly didn't want to make a pact with the demon not to attack him for now; a sacrifice bound them together in a way he'd rather not think about.
But the water looked incredibly enticing. The Succubus, tempting. Tempting him, as was no doubt her intention.
"I'm allergic to transforming water," Chris said lamely. It was a weak excuse, one that wouldn't hold up if he had actually expected it to work.
He was wearing a long, worn black leather jacket with a dark blue T-shirt underneath and a thin white undershirt underneath that, also a T-shirt. Used to a warmer climate, he chilled easily. Boxers hidden by dark pants were held up by a belt that did little to make up for his muscled but wiry build. His shoes made up the rest of his mismatched appearance.
"Careful. I always fall asleep when I'm warm and I just ate. Plus, you might get cramps." Trying to make up for that last comment.
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 5:08 pm
((It's okay. :] Just good to know you're okay.))
Reine gave him a knowing smile.
"I think I know how my body operates," she replied smoothly, motioning to him leisurely. "Come now. I won't bite." Then she smirked. "Unless, of course, you're into that sort of thing."
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