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 Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2020 11:07 pm
Wynter Wynter didn't know whether to feel relieved or uneasy about the short bit of silence she got from Jun. When he let go of her arm, she released the breath she had been holding in after she complied to his stupid order. She knew there was going to be a mark, and it pissed her off even more knowing that there was now going to be physical signs of his bullshit on HER body.
When she was stood up, her head pounded and protested against the jerky movements being forced on her. She had a headache before, but now it was a full blown MIGRAINE from all of Jun's manhandling. Not only was he throwing her around, insulting her, and being downright enraging... He wanted her to say it again. The corner of her mouth twitched, and she looked him dead in the eyes with all her fury.
There was NO way in HELL she was going to be a slave to this guy! Was it dumb of her to think he'd just ******** her and move on? What part of about her read "good slave material"?! She didn't see a ******** label like that anywhere on her. No, no, and no. Just NO.
"Oh, must not have heard me. I'll say it again for your deaf a**. I said you're an ugly ********." She mumbled silently, her eyes shifting to the floor. What did she have to do to get this guy to let her go? Just be a straight up a*****e until he gave up? Or just play dead until he got bored? Which one was it?
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2020 2:13 pm
Jun
"Oh, is that so?"
Good. She still had some rebelliousness to beat out of her. Maybe this wouldn't be so boring after all.
He didn't give much time for Wynter to even think after she said that. His animal instinct just kicked in, he cocked his fist back and swung forward, aiming for her face. Then he swung again, at her pretty face. Then he threw in a third one for good measure, aiming for her stomach this time, which most likely would send her to the floor again.
"Who is the ugly one now? It's like they say, pets often reflect their owners. Now we match."
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Posted: Sat Mar 28, 2020 8:51 pm
Wynter Wynter didn't even have time to react to having not just one, but three blows struck onto her. The first sent a jolt of pain from her nose to the rest of her face, immediately making her tear up. She couldn't even put her hands up to block the next hit that landed on the right side of her face. If that wasn't enough to send her to the ground, the last hit to her abdomen sure did. She fell to the ground, immediately curling up in pain.
The metallic taste of blood was heavy in her mouth as she coughed and hacked a few times, curling up tighter which each cough. She could feel blood trickling down her nose too, which was just making her panic more. If this kept going, she was going to pass the ******** out. Her head felt like someone was clawing their way out of her skull, and the throbbing becoming more intense with each pound.
All she had the ability to do for a few moments was just sit there and focus on how bad her face hurt, and how bad the situation she was in was. In all honesty, she would rather be erased from existence than ever submit herself to this kind of treatment ever again.
"I-I'd rather die...." She inhaled deeply, holding her stomach with more pain. "Then be a toy f-for you to ******** up."
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Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2020 8:39 pm
Jun
Jun let out a cold, calloused laughter. It started off quiet, and slowly grew louder. He leaned over the top of her, gazing down at her with a blaze of superiority in his fiery eyes. He smirked with a hint of malice.
"That could be arranged... however, I have a much better idea."
Jun lifted his hand up, turning just the tip of one of his fingers into a dragon-shaped claw made of sharp rock. He then slid the pointed edge across his hand, forming a sigil on his palm by cutting open the flesh. Fresh blood bloomed out, and the symbol on his palm started to glow. Pinning Wynter back down, which was easy with how stunned in pain she was, Jun then took his claw and cut into her now. He drew the same shaped symbol, which also began to glow faintly. As soon as that was done, he forcably pressed his symbolized palm against her symbolized wound. The two sigils grew brighter, a bit of red blood magic swirled around in the air around the two wounds, holding for a moment, before it all disappeared as quickly as it had come. Now only the two sigils remained, cauterized, scabbed up as if they were half done healing already.
The dragon demon then took his weight off of her, allowing her to try and get up if she wanted.
"Now you're mine forever. Whether you like it... or not." He smirked down at his prey, not even feeling a tinge of remorse. "And you cannot die, besides maybe the Grim Reaper himself coming and personally claiming your soul.... Heheh... If you die down here in Hell, you'll just respawn.... You're a minion to do my bidding. You should be honored a powerful Archdemon blessed you with his mark. A toy for me to ******** up--for eternity."
(( I almost thought to put it over her scars on her arm, but I'm not sure. You decide where the sigil is! ))
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Posted: Sun Apr 05, 2020 8:56 pm
Wynter Wynter cringed at his laughter, her silver eyes flashing with both pure hatred and murderous intent as she looked up at him again. If someone asked her to describe what kind of person made her blood boil and made her see red, she could just point at this b*****d. Beings like him... Are better off dead and under dirt. To her, him and others like him were worth less than dirt. It made her so angry, ones that felt no remorse, or pity towards the ******** up actions they did daily.
Please just kill me. I would rather be erased from existence, than be anything of yours. I'm useless, worthless, throw me out already. Or break me to the point of no repair. I can't do this again...
The wintery demon let out a muffled grunt as he pinned her down again, trying her hardest to struggle, but she found it wasn't worth the exploding pain in her face and abdomen. Whatever he was doing, she just prayed to whatever god was out there that he would just make it quick. A small cry rose up her throat as she felt him cutting into the skin of her arm, where the skin was dented and torn by the scars put there a long time ago. She squirmed and kicked weakly as more pain overwhelmed her senses. All she could do was shut her eyes and grit her teeth, praying it would be over with soon.
When she felt his weight shift off of her, she let out a shaky breath. What did he just do to her?! Slowly, dread and panic spread over her face as he started talking again. Her eyes went very wide, the archdemon's words echoing in her mind. For a moment the world just stopped in her eyes, taking in that information. Now... She couldn't escape. For once in her life, there were no other ways to worm herself out. There was no way for her to get away and act like it never happened. Now... She was stuck. She was stuck with this monstrosity... for eternity.
Wynter shakily rise up from the floor, holding her head as she sat back on the ground. This could't be happening, right? It was just some really weird, really ******** up dream. There was no way, no way she had just been made into this monster's personal plaything, all because she mouthed off to the wrong person at the wrong time. Why... Why did things like this happen to her? Was this when the actual punishment began for her? This was when the real hell started for her, wasn't it?
The female demon shook her head softly at first, before shaking her head a bit harder a few times.
"N-No, no, no, no. That's bullshit... I won't... I CAN'T!" Her voice escalated as her head jerked up to look at Jun. There was no other way to describe the look on her face other than SHEER ABSOLUTE PANIC. "Take it back you ******** MONSTER! I am NOT yours, nothing will EVER make me your plaything!" She screamed at him, standing up and backing away from him.
Please, please wake up. Wake up, wake up, wake up, WAKE UP!!!
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Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2020 6:46 pm
Jun
The calloused dragon demon just watched her as sheer panic washed over her entire being. Well, at least it was settling in. Some of the people who were forcibly bonded with an arch-demon, like Zuni, denied it entirely and tried to prove it wrong by trying to die over and over again. So at least Wynter was accepting it quickly. Wasting power was really cumbersome, and annoying.
He stayed where he was as she backed away, finding the look on her face and her demeanor entertaining.
I thought her and Zuni were very similar.... but I guess I was wrong. Zuni always tried to be soooo.... stoic, and strong on the outside. Wynter tries to act tough, but she folds like a deck of cards when she's overwhelmed. Will she be more fun to ******** with...? Or less...? Jun wondered.
"That's no way to talk to your god, now, Wynter. Even if I wanted to take it back, I can't. Not very easily anyway." He finally walked over to her, but towered over her instead of grabbing her this time. "Maybe if you get with the damn program, I'll go easier on you. Piss me off, and I'll break your bones. I'll be nice, and let you have the rest of the day to go collect your s**t and bring it back here. And accept your fate. You're living with me now." He grinned. "Be here by morning. Or you'll regret it. Do I make myself clear?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2020 11:35 pm
Wynter Wynter's body went rigid, her eyes darting between the floor and Jun's face. Her God? Like HELL he was anything close to that in her eyes! She wanted to put up her tough face again, and start telling him all then venomous and ugly words swimming around her head.... but her mouth was glued shut, and all those harsh words were caught in her throat. It had been a long time since fear had gripped her mind and body so tightly...
I should be talking back. I should be fighting, I-I promised myself I wouldn't let anyone do this to me again. I'm not some little kid anymore... Why am I so terrified?! Come on, speak UP!
The wintery demon looked up at Jun, her jaw clenched. In all her panic, in all her burning desire to let her body go into fight mode, she didn't say anything. Even shrinking down a little bit when he towered over her. This was not the time to fight, or resist, if she did, it would make it harder for her to fight back later. It was hard to sort her thoughts out with her mental panic, and the physical pain of her face and abdomen adding more pressure, but she had to shut all that down before it made her situation worse. Rationality wasn't always on her mind, but for once, she listened to it.
"Yes. I understand." Came out choked and quiet from her lips, her gaze kept to the floor. She had one night, and one night only, to pack her s**t and get the hell out of this hotel. This could be the only chance she got before she was holed up in this room with him and being kept an eye on. What could he do to her if she ran off? Would he put in the effort to find her? Or would he just say "******** it" and find some other poor soul to play with? Surely, he wouldn't give too much of a s**t... there wasn't anything too valuable about her. She turned her body, and started walking towards the door as quickly as her stiff legs would allow.
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2020 8:24 pm
Jun
The dragon watched her exit the room, amused by how shattered she was but trying so hard to hold it together.
You know she will just run. Like all the others. I love a good chase.
Jun ignored the demonic voice in his head, feeling a small pang of annoyance as it spoke. He then walked into the kitchen and opened a beer, and just started drinking.
Of course Wynter would run. Any sane person would try. But that was the fun of it.
Nifty ran away from the scary bratty prince, trying to hunt for Wynter.... but she couldn't seem to find her.
"Oneeeeeeeeeee-chaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan where are yooooooooooou?!" She called out repeatedly, walking back and forth down hallway by hallway. After quite a while, she finally caught a glimpse of a girl in the hallway with black and white ombre hair.
"YAY I FOUND YOU ONEE-CHAN~!" Nifty cried out, jumping on the poor demon with glee. "Where were yooooooooou I missed you!?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2020 3:20 pm
Wynter Wynter was walking pretty quickly, hugging her chest with her eyes to the floor. Her face throbbed and ached, her abdomen felt unsettled by both the straight up panic attack she was having and by the blow that landed there, and her arm stung where the sigil was forced on her skin. This day couldn't get any worse, no, her entire existence couldn't get any worse. She was reduced to the scared little girl she had always been, hiding behind cuss words and booze. All because she was thrown around and threatened. It disgusted her that she cowered so easily, and ran with her tail tucked between her legs. Turns out she never did change.
The silver eyed demon wasn't expected Nifty to be anywhere near her, and let out a startled and slightly pained yell when the tiefling threw herself onto her. She whirled around and clawed her arms off of her, pretty much shoving the poor kid off her. Her eyes were lit with anger and fear, her bruised face staring at her with all the annoyance that she had been holding back.
"That's none of your damn business Nifty! Get off me, and stay off me!" She yelled angrily, her voice echoing across the walls. She didn't even bother to stay and watch her reaction, she didn't have time to please a little kid. She needed to get out of here, she was leaving right now. They could keep whatever was in her room, there was nothing valuable anyways.
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2020 9:48 pm
Nifty
Nifty looked horribly wounded after Wynter shoved her off, practically clawing at her skin in desperation to remove her like some kind of leech. She landed backwards on her rump, looking up at the other girl. The hurt showed all over the tiefling's face. She shrunk back when the ombre-haired demoness started yelling at her suddenly, completely alarmed she was being so intense.
She instantly started to cry. Loudly. Nifty held nothing back and just started sobbing like a child. She had been trying to find Wynter sooooo hard, and then when she finally found her, she was met with rejection. It was the worst to Nifty. She couldn't stand rejection. So all she could do was sob like a five year old.
"Why are you so MEAN, Onee-chan!?" Nifty wailed, bringing her hands up to her face and still crying loudly as she finally got up from the floor. "I HATE YOU!" Then she suddenly just took off, sobbing with anger. How could her big sister reject her?! If that's how it was going to be, she didn't want to be near her. The tiefling ran away until she found a couch to sit on, and then she just sat down on it. She crossed her arms and started to pout really hard, sticking out her bottom lip. She was the BEST little sister ever, why would her big sister shove her away and yell at her?!
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2020 2:21 am
Wynter Wynter flinched back a little when Nifty started wailing, a flicker of regret crossing her features. She didn't like making kids cry, and Nifty didn't really even do anything wrong. Still, she couldn't bring herself to even think of apologizing. Nifty didn't matter right now, and it wasn't like she was anything special to her. She was almost glad the tiefling ran off, because she couldn't stand that look on her face. She grit her teeth, and kept marching down the hall.
Nifty should have realized by now I didn't like her. It was going to happen eventually. I would have told her off when I got absolutely sick of it. It's for the best, I could never be the "sister" she wants me to be. So why.... why do I feel so bad? The demoness thought, her emotions swirling uncontrollable and making her feel even more sick to her stomach. It didn't matter how she acted, what she learned, what she pushed away, she would always be an emotional wreck on the inside.
Wynter continued down the hall until she came into the foyer, staring at the entrance doors with a scowl. Jun warned her not to bolt, and his words still echoed in the back of her mind. Was he bluffing? Would he really come after her? She could easily slip into the chaos out there and not come back out again. What could he do, tear the place apart? For what, a low level demon like herself? It seemed logical in her head that he wouldn't bother, if he was such a high and mighty demon lord. Still, the terror he just inflicted on her made it hard for her to swallow that fear and keep going. Staying here would just make her some obedient dog, rolling over for him. As much as she didn't look forward to anything of the sort, she'd rather find out for herself how far her leash could be pulled before he'd yank her back, if he would at ******** him. It was his mistake to let me out of there. I don't care what the hell he put on me, I'm leaving.
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2020 3:11 pm
Odstarva
Odstarva happened to be near the foyer when Wynter came down the stairs. He was lost in thought, pretending to be reading a book but he in fact wasn't.
Jun seemed to be talking to himself... not like how normal people do. It felt... off. It was more like he was literally having a conversation with another person, but inside of his head. That doesn't make any sense... Could he have a split personality? I wouldn't put it past him, he's a ******** nut job... but he seems even more unstable than the last time I crossed paths with him years ago... Something isn't right here...
He had already had a bad feeling the last time he had overheard Jun thinking to himself earlier... and now hearing Wynter's thoughts only made him feel that much worse. Was she thinking about Jun?
Let her out? What he put on her?
Odstarva stood up as he closed his book, accosting over to Wynter as she was eyeing the exit door.
"Miss Wynter." He said her name, looking right at her. His demeanor was less serious than usual, as he wasn't trying to force anything out of her... but he had a bad feeling. "Are you alright? You look as if you're about to leave. Are you not interested in the program anymore?" He knew that wasn't exactly it, but he could sense a lot of fear in her.
What was she trying to run from? He had a sneaking hunch that it was Jun.
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Posted: Sun May 17, 2020 12:26 am
Wynter Wynter froze when she heard Odstarva's voice, her gaze snapping to his figure with slight panic for a moment. Her body seemed to relax only slightly when she saw it was him. Odstarva wouldn't hurt her without reason, that much she was sure of. For a moment she didn't even know what to say. Her face was black and blue from Jun manhandling her, and she felt and looked pathetic. Like she would cry at any given second. She turned her face away and stared at the door instead.
"I... I can't do it. I'm not putting myself through withdrawal just to disappoint myself when I don't give up the booze. It's not like I'd made it to heaven anyways. I'm better off down here. So... yeah. I'm quitting." She crossed her arms, staring holes into the door. In all honesty, it did suck here, having to actually put effort into being better. But... the rooms were nice, and even if it felt like bullshit, Kisa believed in all of them. Which was a different experience completely. None of that mattered though, as long as Jun was here, she was staying the ******** away.
I won't do that again. I won't be someone's little plaything. To hell with that brand or whatever this bullshit is that he put on me. It's my hell, my second life, I'll die or not die if I want to.
"Thanks for the ride though. Can't say it was all fun, but it was worth a shot."
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