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 Posted: Wed Jan 16, 2008 7:03 pm
Story:  A young boy, minding his own, walked down the street once stormy afternoon. He tried to get away from the storm, tried to keep himself dry, but alas, could find no open shelter. This was no ordinary storm, it was one that came all of a sudden out of no where, but that's beside the point. The boy, being of sixteen, had gotten too cold and wet and tired so he ended up collaped upon the street corner, left to die, but there was a ray of hope. The boy wakes up to find himself in what seems to be a manner with a very handsome man looking down over him, but it is weird since this man has no mirror in his house and when the boy is well, he will not let him leave. And the weirdest part of all is when the man demands the boy stay for a while and donate some of his pure blood once a month. What will the boy do now that he is stuck living with a vampire and how does he handle being followed everywhere he goes? Oh, and did I mention the vampire is a masochist?
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2008 2:58 pm
Rules And Skeleton:
PM ME ALL PROFILES
MUST BE SEMI-LIT
MORE THEN THREE LINES OF TEXT
NO CHAT SPEAK
Name:
Age:
Likes:
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Apperence:
Other:
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2008 3:01 pm
Profiles:Name: Wednesday Linea
Age: Appears 18, Actually 200
Likes: Blood, Making Friends, Bondage, Being a Masocrist
Dislikes: Being Alone, Going Hungry, No Pain
Apperence: 
Other: Name: Shinji Ahinjiru Age: 16 Likes: Sweets, bright colors, the color black, music, art, ice, sunny days, stormy days, wind, muffins, fuzzy things. Dislikes: Needles, sour foods, annoying people, loud people, being wrong. Appearance:  Other: His eyes change from silver to gold depending on his mood
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2008 4:39 pm
Raindrop after raindrop or cold, hard water poured down onto the top of Shinji's hair, and he wiped the sky's tears from his forehead, looking up to the sky. He wouldn't lie if asked; he was dizzy, cold, and sick to his stomach. Normally he would be smiling against the droplets, but this was no storm that he would like to be outside in. He almost immediately regretted coming out here.
He coughed violently, looking from side to side. Nothing. Nothing to duck under, no houses to break windows or doors and hide away in... nothing to keep him out of the storm. And before he knew it, the floor had rushed up to greet him, and everything went black.
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Before his eyes opened, he took in a deep breath through his nose, and exhaled through his mouth. No water slipped between his lips, so it wasn't raining anymore. And he wasn't cold, so there was no more storm... but he could still hear soft patters... even if they were muffled. Wait... that only sounded that way when he was inside.
His eyes opened slowly, and he yawned, looking around him, only moving his head. His arms and torso hurt a little, so he decided to rest for another minute or so. "Where am I?" he asked sleepily.
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2008 5:19 pm
((Sorry it took me FOREVER!)) Wednesday smiled as the boy lay upon the couch, walking inside, he sat upon the arm of the couch closest to the boy's head. "Well well, it's good to see you're awake." he said with a happy smile upon his face, holding a bowl of green, swampy looking liquid, which also did not smell so good. He sighed as he looked down at the other's small frame and nodded. "I brought you here to my humble little manor. I took the libery of taking off your clothing and letting you borrow a pair of my pajamas." he said before passing the bowl to the boy. "There you are, I hope you enjoy. Is there anything else you desire?" he questioned as he ran his fingers through his school.
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2008 5:31 pm
[[ No worries. <3 ]]
At the voice that had seemingly come from absolutely nowhere, Shinji nearly jumped out of his skin. He sat up slowly, being sure to stretch his arms and back as he did so. He looked up to the man -that didn't look much older than he did- and his eyes widened slightly, turning from a cold silver to a light opal tint. It was then that he noticed the green muck-in-a-bowl, and his eyes turned steely once more. "Thanks..." he muttered softly, pinching at the pajamas and examining them. No wonder he was so much warmer.
He leaned over the bowl, wrinkling his nose. I don't want to... but maybe I should, since he went to all this trouble to save me and all... and even though he still had his suspicions, he took the spoon into his hand, scooping up some of the -maybe- soup and eating it. It wasn't as bad as he thought it would be, so he took another spoonful.
"Your name." he mumbled, looking up to the mysterious person.
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2008 6:00 pm
He smikered softly and nodded. "It's Wednesday. Wednesday Linea!" he giggled as he watched the boy eating the soup and sighing gently. "And what is yours?" he quiestioned, standing and slowly making his way where he could be visible to the other. This morning, his hair was down, so the bottom orange color was ver visible and was tucked behind his pointy ears. He gently smilred at the boy, crossing his legs and continued to watch the handsome boy whom was laying upon his couch, a soft smirk coming onto his face.
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2008 6:29 pm
What a unique name... he thought, smiling softly and placing the spoon back into the bowl and then sitting up straight, stretching his arms up above his head. The pajamas were a bit big on him, so when his arms were lifted and the shirt rode up just a bit, it showed how low the pants went on his hips. He didn't seem to notice, and just went to lay back down on his side on the couch, bringing his arms up to his chest and leaning up against them, running his tongue up against the roof of his mouth to see if he could get the alright-but-not-so-good taste out of his mouth. "Shinji. Shinji Ahinjiru." he said, playing with a strand of his own hair. "Nice to meet you." and once more his eyes were pure liquid gold.
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 8:28 am
He smirked happily, watching the boy with dancing eyes. "It is very nice to meet you, Mister...Shinji. Now, the ran has stopped and I've dried all your clothing, so if you don't mind, and then I'll make you some food you'll actually enjoy. But we also need to talk with one another, so please, get up." he said with a smile upon his paled cheeks before walking away into the kitchen, working away at things like bacon, cheese eggs, and fresh fruit.
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Posted: Sun Jan 20, 2008 5:43 pm
He nodded at Wednesday's request, and stood up slowly, bringing each arm across his chest and stretching it the best that he could. He was sure that the soreness would subside quickly, as it was probably no more than a pair of small bruises on his shoulders, and he had been through worse before. He yawned yet again, rubbing the 'sleepies' from his eyes, and bringing his arms over his head, just starting to wake up once his body was straightened out. The pants were slung low on his hips, and the shirt draped off of his shoulders when his arms were relaxed back at his sides. He wasn't kidding when he said they were gonna be big on me... he thought, smiling pleasantly. It didn't bother him much; he liked his clothes baggy anyways. I wonder what he wants to talk about... he thought, following the other into the kitchen, leaning against the wall and watching him with a curious expression. He wanted to know more about him.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 2:27 pm
He smiled happily as his eye closed, he continued to cook around, putting out the fresh fruits and letting everything else just simmer. “Hmm…please sit.” he chuckled as he stood before the stove, his eyes open once again as he continued on what he was doing. “I wanted to talk to you, Mister Shinji, about your…payment.” he giggled as he took off his tight collar, showing the imprint if left upon his tender neck.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 4:18 pm
Shinji leaned forward, taking a bright red apple from the middle of the table and bringing it to his lips, seeming to hesitate before he took a bite. Oh, please, Shinji! he scolded himself. It's not 'Snow White', just eat it. he laughed silently to himself for thinking such a thing, and took a bite out of the fruit, tilting his head to the side. "My... payment?" he repeated, one brow quirking. He would be more than happy to repay the stranger for what he had done to help him, but it really all depended on what the payment was. He smiled warmly, apologetically. "I'll be truthful, Wednesday. I don't have that much to give you in terms of valuables. What did you have in mind?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 7:35 pm
He smiled as he took one of the elegant napkins and placing it into his lap. “Dig in!” he chuckled as he began to take some grapes and other small fruits from off the table. A soft smile coming upon his face. “For your payment. For the next year…I would like a pint of your pure blood. I know this is very…sudden, but I like to go right to the point…and you are not allowed to deny me.” he finished quickly before taking a small grape in his fingers and popping it into his awaiting mouth. "For it you deny me..." he began, raising an eyebrow with a smile. "I will have to kill you." he chuckle coming from him as he continued to eat the grapes, going back and placing everything else from the stove upon the table.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 8:26 pm
Shinji's eyes widened at the actual form of payment that he would have to give. He coughed violently, having inhaled a bit of unchewed apple and gotten it stuck in his windpipe. He hit his chest a few times, finally dislodging the chunk of fruit. He took a seat down at the table, rubbing his throat with his index finger and thumb. What?! That's insane! he placed a hand on the top of his head, taking a breath and then looking to Wednesday, clearing his throat and asking as if he hadn't just heaved his lungs up through his nose. "Let me just make sure that I heard you one-hundred percent correctly, Wednesday." the name rolled off of his tongue on a natural spurr, leaving a slightly tingling feeling as it passed his lips. "My blood? My pure blood?" he seemed a little confused. "What do you mean by pure?" he didn't seem like he was able to ask anymore, for his mouth was closed immediately after that. He had so many more questions to ask, but didn't know exactly how to phrase them. Kill me? That wouldn't be too pleasant... but what if I ran? He would be able to catch me, most likely, but I can still try... he thought, nibbling on his bottom lip until he could feel a bruise forming on the softened skin.
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Posted: Tue Jan 22, 2008 4:09 am
"Hmm...I mean that your blood has been royal from as far as I know. That is hard to find." he smirked. as he took a bite of the eggs he had prepared. "When your uncled passed, I was there, all though I went unnoticed. I've been to tall family marriages and all family deaths for a long time now." a pause so he could take another bite of his treats. "Now, you may not leave, I will find you and I will have to do something to keep you in. I am not a rude man, good sir. I'm just passinate about what I want." (Sorry, gotta finish getting ready.)
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