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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2007 2:43 pm
The blackness that followed him in was like a wind. Rushing through the room with the chill of death. The chains rattle, and the darkness welcomed him home. Kire rested his back against the cold wall with a calm glance in the blood red eyes.
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2007 11:29 pm
Feeling this wind as he was sitting like he always did on the right arm of the large stone thrown. His tail flicked as he saw this person just walk in to this place. Did this person really think that he could just walk in to this room with out a nock and with his name being on the list that hung on the outside of this room’s door. “What are you doing in here?” He said as he opened his eyes and then there was a soft glow with the same red eyes that Yawgmoth had.
Fox was not one to let people walk all over the respect and prizesy of his mother’s room. This would be a minion of Yawgmoth, or so it was said by this things mouth. So if he would this would be a good little fight if it came to that. “If your name is not on the list outside then you are not welcome in this place with out the word to come in , and hell knows I would not give you that privilege. For it is not my place to tell you that you can. “He posed for a moment and then hoped form the chair and started to talk to this man. “ So leave and nock like everyone els , or I will have to place you out side that door.“
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 2:53 pm
"Huh? I don't need my name on there. But if it makes you feel better." Kire simply vanishes.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 8:18 pm
"Everything needs to be on this list." He siad as he walked back to teh chair and sat back down.
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2007 9:22 pm
Raven walked from the shadows, her eyes looking around the room. She let out a deep sigh. "Still dead.." Raven walked around, and started to dust and clean up the place. She didn't want her Mistress Crow to be mad if she does come back anytime soon and was going to be mad when Mistress' dungeon wasn't still in check.
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 9:38 am
Fox watched the little Nako walk around from the confinds of his little cot that e had for a long time now behind his mother's chair. There went his quiet time. knowing this litle nako he woul dhave to argue with her, he lurned that this was somethignt hat ould never sink in to her head, and and well hitig her was out of the question right now.
He set down his book that he was reading. The sound of the covers slaming to geather could be hurd like a loud and deep boom. Followe by the sounds of the pages that he was takeing notes on falling to the ground like a watter fall hiting on the rooks of the floor. Standing he waked out from the shadows of his resting place and smiled at the little nako shortly followed by his depuartre of this place, hopefuly to find eather people he wanted to be around of a nother quiet place of his own.
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Posted: Mon Jun 25, 2007 1:44 pm
Raven's body jumped as she yelped. Looking to the source of the noise. She watched Fox leave.. Sighing deeply she held her chest to catch her breath and then continued back to cleaning.
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Posted: Mon Jul 09, 2007 8:39 pm
Fox walked in slowly after his fight that did not really end it was more of a boredom that swapped over him with teh little ice demon. He slowly made his way over to the thrown that sat together and he flopped down behind them. Like always he was getting ready for bed behind the thrown. It is not that he did not have a place of his own and he could get a room in this place if he tried hardenouf it was just he liked it here it was dark and no one really new that he was here other then the pets and the normal people like Crow and Yawgmoth.
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2007 10:14 pm
Crow, dragging a screaming girl behind her, graces the dungeon with her presense once more. She heads straight to the torture chamber, leaving the door open for any eyes to venture in. The naked girl is slammed down into a wooden chair as Crow walks away to prepare herself for a little fun. Darklings crawl across the girl strapping her in, scratching her and hissing promises of evil acts. The dark one returns carrying a hand axe with a smooth side on the back of the blade perfect for hammering in spikes...which she does...right into the palms of the writhing captive and into the wooden arms of the chair. "Ah, it's good to be home."
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Posted: Thu Jul 12, 2007 9:12 am
At the sent of blood fox's nose twitched and a small smile comes over his face. Ears twitching as he herd the sounds of his mother. He could head that sounds of her fun, he did want to say hello to her but he did not want to bother her time home. So fox would just watch. Getting up he walked over to the open door, he stud in the door way watching the acts that where going on in front of him. His wrapped arms folded over his chest as the cloke he had on hung over his body.
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Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2007 3:41 pm
The screams of the girl tied and nailed to the wooden chair in the center of the room echoed off the drab walls of her prison. Black mold spread across dark grey stone in webs of putrid smelling tendrals that looked as if they were breathing as she stared and continued to scream. Looking up at the door Crow smirked at her son then turned away from him while she rummaged through contents on the old table beside her. Returning to the girl, Crow held up a curved, rusty needle laced through the eye with long strungy strands of tendons she had harvested from another victim she had played with once. "Ah child, no more screaming for you..." She almost floated over to the girl whose eyes grew wide. Her fate was known to her and she knew there was nothing she could do to stop it.
As Crow began sewing the young woman's mouth shut, the girl learned not to cry out because to cry caused more pain as her lips stretched and her mouth opened. She closed her eyes tight praying that it would all be over soon. Whimpering now, she was forced to swollow the blood seeping into her mouth. The taste and bits of flesh that followed made her stomach jump and she convulsed, throwing up in her mouth. Catching the scent, Crow jerked her head back forcing that to be swollowed as well.
"Open your eyes or you will have them opened for you."
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Posted: Fri Jul 13, 2007 4:11 pm
Fox giggled for a moment he had missed his mother for some time now. He liked watching her have her fun. He tuck half a step in to the room and stopped him self then he asked . " Mother, may I come in? " He asked calmly and with a smile on his face. Fox did not really want to touch the girl but just a closer look on the handy work of his mother. Lurning was always a thing that he liked to do no mater what it may be that eh is lurning, He did like doing this type of thing so this was just a purk to that past time of his.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2007 1:52 am
Raven shivered as her ears moved back and her tail wrapped around her waist. Shivers moved along her body, her fingers made it difficult for her to be scrubbing down the corner for the dog. Raven loved having Misress back, but the screams were over powering her to watch. Raven's eyes were a more whiter than they used to be. The screams made her think of the ones she had made before knowing to keep her mouth shut. Her fingers were found tracing the small indents around her lips. Snapping back she started to scrub clean the living space of where Mistress Crow had kept her dog.
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2007 4:25 pm
Crow shrugged off her son, she was fixed on the torture of this thing before her that dared to offer her wares to Crow. This one had been selling things on the street from a cardboard table, begging her trinkents to be bought. Crow needed something...her art needed a canvas. "Hmmm, what would make you beautiful?
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Posted: Thu Jul 19, 2007 4:42 pm
Try some acid on her face, that'll burn the skin and make her face disfigured.* Ali spoke just before he came walking up into view outside her torture chamber, standing in a casual and lazy manner by the door opening, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed.* Then tear her lower walls into shreds with your claws while you bite off the peaks of her two mountains?
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