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 Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 10:56 am
Behind the Murder De Circus there is a trail made of crimson stone that leads to a dark red tent. Blood seems to be drawn in this direction. This tent is run by De'r-Mont Cruxious. It is a shop. Of course it's customers are not that of the norm. It's customers are those who fuel off of blood.
In the center of the tent there is a large wide cylinder glass container that's filled to the brim with dark red blood. It is used as the tent's main support beam. Around it are many smaller cylinder glass containers that are small enough to fit in ones hands. In front of it all is a counter where business is dealt.
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 11:16 am
De'r-Mont had was laying on the counter with his arms behind his head falling half asleep in boredom. "Man~," he yawned "To be in an area with so man Vampires one would think business would be booming." He complained.
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TearDrops-Of-The-Furries Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 2:29 pm
Teardrop stumbles in " hello howare you awwwwwwwww what you saleing?" 
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 3:25 pm
Cruxious' eyes opened and they drifted lazily to his possible customer "If your nose did not bring you here than you do not belong. After all you did follow the trail of hardened blood to get her. Look around and you should be able to smell and see what it is that I sell. In ways i'm selling a part of me."
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 1:31 pm
deasvin appears licking the floor with constant glee
"TASTY!!!!!"
"truly scrumptious,*slurping fingers* i say who put this here?
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 3:36 pm
"Ah! A customer" Cruxious sat up than pushed himself off of the counter. "Welcome to my shop." He looked at the male sliding his tongue on the floor lapping up the taste of blood. "Would you rather have something that's not been tainted by foot and dirt?" He questioned. Cruxious would go as far to call the person strange, but most everyone in this circus was quite queer.
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TearDrops-Of-The-Furries Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 7:56 pm
i want to get a present for Mr. hatter..
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 8:06 pm
"I see, well tell me: What type, rather you want it thick or thin, virgin or not. Any specific race, male or female? and anything else you think he may be interested in." When the girl spoke to him speaking of making a purchase Cruxious' non beating heart began to beat slowly. "However if you want it made now you'll have to wait at least a day before letting him drink it. That of course, if you don't want him to become a servant of mine"
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TearDrops-Of-The-Furries Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 8:10 pm
virgin,thick ,elf, female, and what is sweeeeeeeeet please and thank you...
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 8:16 pm
The blood in the viles began to stir about as if they were alive. Cruxious' heart was beating at a normal rhythm now. -thumpthump... thumpthump- "Now, how much of it would you like?"
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TearDrops-Of-The-Furries Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 8:23 pm
i want a dark purple wine bottle felled pleaseeeeee...
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 8:29 pm
"That's not telling me how much." Cruxious said with his unwavering kind smile. "Now, that I know what kind of container you would like, what size should it be?"
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TearDrops-Of-The-Furries Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 8:39 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 8:48 pm
"That will be three hundred dollars." He grabbed a wine bottle that was four feet tall and one foot wide. He put his finger in the hole of the bottle and the sound of pouring liquid could be heard. "You do want it now right?"
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TearDrops-Of-The-Furries Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 8:51 pm
yes i giggle and jump up close to you and look in the bottle....
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