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 Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 8:43 am
Outside.
UV strip lighting prevents Vampires even getting close, causing the UV drawn onto the mortals skin to glow in magnificent colours. Lycan 'Heavies' outside can stop the mortal Hunters getting a sniff, while holy enchanments keep out the more Devilish creatures of the night.
Often, the party spills out onto the alley housing the clubs door, even in the rain.
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Original Desik generated a random number between
1 and 900 ...
83!
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2005 11:02 am
Dessik comes back out into the alley way on the side of building suffering from one of his attacks. His stomach is rolling and instantly he feels like throwing up his latest meal of raccoon road kill. He barely eats at all always concentrating on finding his Vistau mate and the Equation that will solve all of Demonic New York's problems. Just think, he says to himself, no more fighting. But the sad predicament is that the only way to stop fighting and war is win the fights and the battles.
Stupid
He figures he must set up a faction of his own. One to help him to his goals. The
Dae-Sik faction would not fight. They would work under ground to finish the Equation and find their own Vistau mates as well. The Equation would be the only important thing. The Equation will bring us deliverance, sanctuary, peace. The activity in his stomach subsides and he falls to sleep slowly.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2005 8:38 am
Miranda walked around the building outside and and glanced in through the front door. It was more crouded then she liked it so she settled herself at the base of a lone oak tree. She dug in her pocket and pulled out a small book. She skimmed through it until she found her place and began reading. She glanced over at the sleeping male that she had noticed when she rounded the corner. She wondered if he was alright. Her hightened senses told her that he was alive and also a lycanthrope like her.
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Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2005 8:33 pm
He looked up frim his musing seeing the female. Of course he wasn't going to sit here and not go over and talk to her. It wasn't in his nature. He moved his audacious butt and got up, swaggering over. Already, the lazy b*****d he was, he was tired already. He sat with legs crossed in front of her. "Hi, you can call me Dae or Dessik. So what's yours? Or you could pretend to not see me and go on reading but I'll warn you I love books and soon I'll be curious and I'll be on you for that book." He flashed a smile that should be work out by now.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2006 5:02 am
Miranda looked up at the male. "I'm Miranda." she said closing her book. She stuffed it back in her pocket and stood up in front of him.
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2006 5:05 pm
"I like it." Dessik said. "So, why does one sit under a tree by their lonesome?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2006 12:45 pm
She shrugged. "Nothing better to do, I guess." she said.
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 1:46 pm
"I feel bad. Want me to give you something to do?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2006 12:47 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2006 3:52 pm
"Oh, I don't know? I mean, we are outside and there is like a million acres of concrete out there. Who knows? What do you come to the city to?" He asked rhetorically. He tapped his head.
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2006 5:47 am
"I don't really know why I came here tonight. Normally I go to the movies or something." Miranda said.
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Posted: Mon Jan 23, 2006 12:53 pm
"Hey movies that the best idea yet."
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2006 4:12 pm
Val stayed in a corner and watched the humans dance and inside something whispered seductively how they smelled like fresh sweat, like the psychodelic array of narcotics, like sex, like energy, energy he wanted-- energy that he never seemed to have anymore for any one thing, for them or the war.
He hadn't played with a vampire in a while, his interest had slacked. They were toys, pretty little toys, like little girl dollies, pretty, but lacking the sweet juices of living flesh--he watched the skin of the humans glow awash in light. Pulsating like it was set afire in neon reflection. It made him recollect how smooth their skin was, white, how their blue veins humed with the sluggish pumping of stolen blood and stand out like arcing lightening in a stormy sky.
A blade gliding across such pure flesh as theirs sings a most glorious melody.
He takes out a slim little blade under folds of black and tickled it across the underside of his arm, as he would to their's. It was not sexual, his fantasy, more it was the pleasure that one takes out of something perceived as perfect like the work of Bernini or Michalangelo.
Like dollies they were art, art sold to children to play with, children like him, children of the moon, of the wolves who eat little children which left only their little dollies to play--
He left to go find himself a dollie.
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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2006 6:26 am
Cidias was leaned against the wall, shadows patially hiding his face, all that really stood out was the golden gaze that watched the man who was stairing into the club at the humans, a soft chuckle escaped his lips, it was deep and dark with a errie chill that seemed to carry into the hair. His golden locks spilled into his face as he watched his hands unseen as the were stuffed into the pockets of his baggy slacks. He watched as the small blade was produced he cound sense what the man was feeling anyone could. Every Lycan felt it every beast raged for the sweet taste that was the thick syrup of blood running through a humans very veins. Cidias spoke up with a clearing of his throat. "I think it's something we all wan't my friend." his tone dark and cold as he pushed off the wall and cam into full view as the shadows no longer masked his handsome face framed by his blonde hair. "Just to taste that sweet blood, but we all know you can't ravish that club, we all wish to but we can't." Cidias was a man of reason and he was on a mission, what that mission is no one knows as of yet.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2006 4:45 pm
Meredith's eyes glowed slightly as she exited out of one of the side doors. She took a deep breathe of the night air to try and rid her nose of that disgusting smell. She exhaled very slowly while she looked around the alley. Her ears pricked up when she heard some type of movement coming from the end of the alley. Her eyes narrowed as she she adjusted her sleeves so she could pull her knife out quickly if need be. She took a couple of steps towards the blackened alley before giving a sigh of annoyance as she watched two cats run by. She rolled her eyes while she continued towards the end of the alley, knowing that she would soon be back on the streets, and in the lights.
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