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Seisuke

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PostPosted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 12:34 am


Crims words made him remember when he found ame at a slave market hurted and with hunger she gave him the warmest smile in years "what? i wont speak that to you thats personal" he spoke strongly as he felt happiness in his heart
PostPosted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 12:40 am


Just what Crimson needed. She spoke of the memory and brought it to life, there, in Crimson's inner-void like world she was able to possess it; take it as her own and leave Seisuke with nothing of that memory like it had never happened.
'Tell me...What happened when you fist meet Ame..?" This was a mock when Crimson asked from her dark figure infront of Seisuke, knowing to well, he wouldn't remember. He would find himself struggling to find a memory that doesn't exist.

Lady Crimson of Tudor


Bigreddragon

PostPosted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 4:19 am


*Dragon stud up and slid his sword off the table and as he did the table turned and fliped making a large bang sound as it hit the ground but his reaction to it was nothing and he kicked the table and it went back the way it was*
PostPosted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 6:24 am


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Just what Crimson needed. She spoke of the memory and brought it to life, there, in Crimson's inner-void like world she was able to possess it; take it as her own and leave Seisuke with nothing of that memory like it had never happened.
'Tell me...What happened when you fist meet Ame..?" This was a mock when Crimson asked from her dark figure infront of Seisuke, knowing to well, he wouldn't remember. He would find himself struggling to find a memory that doesn't exist.
Uhh i know it was somewhere i cant seem to remember it why you ask that why the sudden interest on my wife *he struggled to find the place and memory but all that return was blank this shocked him since he wasnt hurt in the head or he didnt felt any probing inside his mind, he started to have a headache his body was warning him but he still wasnt able to sense crim's soul inside him

Seisuke

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PostPosted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 10:08 pm


"Because..." Crimson's body threw back her head and was followed with a loud, almost blood curling chuckle. "The memory no longer exists." With a suddenly thurst, Seisuke would feel something quick and cold leaving his body. Crimson was still standing before Seisuke but her body was no longer withering, just the pale beauty, pleased with herself.
A grin, such a twisted and tormented grin played over her blood stained lips as her black and endless eyes never slipped from Seisuke's.
"Take this as a warning, My dear Seisuke. Piss me off again, I will leave you with nothing but memories of despire." And in a whisp of darkness, Crimson was gone.
PostPosted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 1:44 am


A thick maddening laughter filled the room followed by the twisted cackles of the shadows. Dozens of hate filled eyes popped up into the darkness. Each taking the shape of a demonic head laughing along with the being walking up the stairwell. Yawgmoth slowly came up from the stairwell a frightening sight. His arms were stained red as was his exposed chest. Smears on his cheek of blood along with some dripping from his slightly elongated upper set of fangs which displayed for all as he laughed. The heads continued their twisted maddness of hideous laughter even after he stopped. He walked over to the sink looking down at his hands. "So much of it...it's like we're back at war. The violence of it. Crow gave us a great gift indeed.." he said backing away from the sink. He'd rather reek of blood then clean it free. The shadowy heads faded into the nothingness from which they'd come as he sat down on a nearby sofa and streched out without a care. The problem of recent boredom seemed to have been solved.

Lord Yawgmoth

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Lady Crimson of Tudor

PostPosted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 2:00 am


Through the man doors push two large men, built for war with their muscles flexed and their faces stained of wrinkles of hatred and anger. They marched, their crimson armor clanking, symbolished with the moonlight badge. The stopped to the corpse of the faceless woman near the wall side. The body, no longer bleeding and stiff of the time passing by.
Following the gaurds was Crismon, dressed insome of her best gowns from the earlier 'mass' as some liked to call it. A luxious crimson and black gown, laced with gold jewels and bindings. It bore a corset, one of which inhanced Crimson's upper bust, revealing the best of her figure and the beauty of her pale and bare upper chest.
"Take it to the dungeon." She commanded in a powerful voice that sounded of a wise woman in power. She continued to walk as the guards picked the body up with ease, and yet were able to bow to their Mistress who's amazing dress lace scuffed the along the ground, hidding all of her lower half.
"You have both served well. A week of time will be binded to you both. Freedom to love your wives and embrace your children. But I must beg of your return?" Crimson stopped infront of the two men. Though they were taller, she still seemed more feior. The hard yet caring look in her eyes and her prefect posture seduced the men an allie. The men shook their heads and soon the were out the door, returning to the manor.
PostPosted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 2:04 am


Yawgmoth arose from the couch and gazed at the two men his left hand gleaming with a purple light. He was going to flat out kill them just because they looked...human. Ugh, filthy disgusting flesh bags. But then he saw crimson and saw her bark orders to them. He quelled down and snarled. "If those pigs come anywhere near us again. You'll be minus two servents. It makes us feel..polluted to even be around flesh bags like that" he spat harshly. The blood covering almost his entire body attested to his hatred for humankind.

Lord Yawgmoth

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Lady Crimson of Tudor

PostPosted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 2:10 am


Crimson turned her head, her body staying still and in her perfect posture. Yawgmoth. It seemed lately Crimson had no choice bar getting to know him.
"Pigs?" A small grin grows to her painted red lips. "Is that not alittle rich comming from the man, topless on a couch and spitting blood?" She said with small mockery before turning her back to him and making her way to the bar.
"And do you truly think I would have humans as guards? Such an insult." She spoke, her voice still holding the small playfull tone over sophistication.
PostPosted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 2:15 am


Yawgmoth didn't like those words and she pushed a button. The wrong button. Relating Yawgmoth to anything human agitated him more then anything. With a swing of his arm a black orb flew right over her head the heat from its energy could easily be felt atop her head. It crashed into the doors behind her eating them away with a weird corrosive energy. He held his arm outstreched another one charging pointed right at her. "Watch your tongue girl. We don't miss twice. Learn this and never make the mistake again. Don't ever relate us to humans by comparison looks or otherwise got it? Because if you can't grasp that concept right now we're right and fine with letting this tiny thing eat your face off..." he snapped out in a deadly serious tone. Attributing him to a pig like those humans. What nerve, he thought with a sneer. He honestly didn't want to let this orb go at her so he hoped she'd back down. But in the...mood he was in, not that it was bad, just in the mood for violence to occur, he wouldn't hesistate to let it fly if she insulted him like that again.

Lord Yawgmoth

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Lady Crimson of Tudor

PostPosted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 2:26 am


Crimson hadn't flinched, just the small blinks as she watched the orb infront eat at the doors like that. His words, wow did she have to bite her tongue. She could have returned at his words with mockery and point with ease nor was she afiard of the second orb she could sense. She was thinking more of Crow. She didn't want tension between herself and Yawg for that would be too much stress on Crow.
Men and their tempers.
Crimson turned to him, surprising with a smile and holding two drinks within her grips. Blood wine. One for her the other Yawg, if he didn't want it, she'd have it.
"My guards are not men, therefore if I was relating you to them twas not an insult that was intended. And mockery with a lord is just for play, not for battle." Crimson walked closer to him, handing teh glass of blood wine to the hand in which held the orb. She motioned him to rid of it and take the glass that a woman was offering.
"Been in a little rumble?" Crimson asked with a tone of interest. She spoke as if the threat hadn't even happened and in her mind it didn't. She'd rather try her best to get on with this man, for Crow.
PostPosted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 4:36 pm


Meep.

Nobody talks to Razz anymore. It's really quite sad.

Razz feel's rejected. So rejected he's begun talking in the third person.

Razz Matazz


Curelara

PostPosted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 5:49 pm


Alanna walks in, a small puppy bounding in behind her with a tennis ball held in his mouth. She stops by the couches and bends down taking the tennis ball, and gently throws it. The puppy chases after it and trotts back happily wagging his tail. She smiles patting his head and scratching his chin. She takes him into her arms holding him close while he nuzzled his head down.
PostPosted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 5:54 pm


Crimson watched. From her seat upon the countertop, legs folded over eachother and back straight from the intense corset, Crimson watched the small dog pounce around after a small ball. No emotion masked her face as she watched, clearly her mind was somewhere else, this showed by the empty glare in her dark eyes.
Slowly, she raised the glass of wine to her lips and in her usual sophisticated ways that was imposed upon her since birth.

Lady Crimson of Tudor


Curelara

PostPosted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 6:02 pm


Alanna looked over at the sleek woman, dressed in skin tight cloths. This must be Crow's wife. What was her name...Crimson? "Goodevening, Crimson."
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