Ikari Akuma ๑۩۞۩๑ ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ♛Why. do peoplerebuild things they know are going to be destroyed?.... xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxthe Why do peoplecling to life xxxxxxxxx When they know they xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx can't liveforever?...
It's been a long time coming. Ikari stepped off the bus, just like how she use to do, way back when she first lived in the area. With her black duffle bag in her right hand, holding it up behind her, and her left hand in her jackets pocket, Ikari started to make her way inside. She had asked for early leave from work, as "vacation" time, but truth is, she still worked for the mafia. Her boss treats her like his own, and because of that, the body guards are always breathing down her neck, wanting to gain favor with the boss. It's annoying! Pushing the doors open Ikari looked around to see it was almost empty. "Hey! I'm home!" She teased. If anything, coming here was the best part of her day. She sneaks out of the old man's house, avert the attention of her body guards, and is working here under a false name! No one knows her background! And they aren't afraid of her, at least not in the sense of knowing who she works for, but in the sense that she can be a bit intimidating....with her obvious features. Ikari walked over to the bar, and went behind the counter, dropping her bag on the ground, and looked around the room one more. She probably should get into uniform, but her normal outfit feels just about right too. She's not a dancer, and never understood why SHE would need to wear such revealing outfits. Ikari took off her baseball cap, and tossed it on her duffle bag, and started to wash left over empty glasses.
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2021 9:08 pm
Maura Kshama "All there is to live is war and love." Location:.Neon light Appearance: Black ombre gown with rose blossom In her hair
It was dreary day in the city, so Maura stopped in for drinking. She soaked in the moment as she sat at the bar and munch on to snacks, she seems sad that she missed the annual ball. She get up on the dance floor.amd .made everyone dance's. She started to hum as she .over with grace and daze.. cheese_whine
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2021 6:55 pm
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Mood: stressed, With: no one atm Wearing: a blue top with a matching skirt for parties Items: wallet ($200 cash, bank card, ID. Card drivers ID) Smart phone
After another day of job hunting, Veronica Decides to relax for the rest of the night. After thinking about it she decided to go back to the neon lights club again. After some time driving she found a better parking spot and after parking she enters the club, after paying the fee and getting her bracelet to enter. Veronica immediately spots the bar and the dancing crowd, with the rythem and the beat, she dances with the crowd making her way to the bar, everything goes well all untill she bumps into someone an she turns around and say "entschuldigung, es tut mir leid, I bumped into you without meaning, I wanted to get to the bar" while dancing showing as much sincerity as she can
Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2021 9:23 pm
Maura Kshama "All there is to live is war and love." Location:.Neon light Appearance: Black ombre gown with rose blossom In her hair
maura turned around after the bump and politely say " Zhè bùshì wèntí de péngyǒu -its no prob friend " she dance along and observe the crowd. She likes the way blonde dancing. She dance aside her." Jīnyè dúzì rúcǐ měilì de huāduǒ xūyào yīgè péngyǒu"(in english " such pretty flowers alone need a friend )
Short take in such beauty and glorious day.as she twirl and accept dance with man. She even drink wine with him . He was halfway drunk and she flush away her birthday. Since her village is under the attack,it best she save then save million.
Mood: stressed, With: no one atm Wearing: a blue top with a matching skirt for parties Items: wallet ($200 cash, bank card, ID. Card drivers ID) Smart phone
It took abit for Veronica to understand what the woman she bumped into was saying but after some time to think she understood and nods her head dancing along with her. She then just follows and dances along with her just being lost in the rythem.
Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2021 10:37 pm
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→ sυиםαч, םєcємвєя ②иם ←
םαч ⑦ σғ ⑦ υитιℓ тιмє sкιρ
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☾☼ιи-яρ םαчs sιиcє ℓ.σ. σρєиєם:☼☽ ◦ םαч④②0 ◦ ( ① чєαя, ① мσитн, ②④ םαчs )
Ikari Akuma ๑۩۞۩๑ ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ♛Why. do peoplerebuild things they know are going to be destroyed?.... xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxthe Why do peoplecling to life xxxxxxxxx When they know they xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx can't liveforever?...
Ikari had been on an off duty, she was lucky if she even got the full time position, which would be a dream come true. Anything to keep her away from her old boss. Then again, it's about that time of the year where she would need to report in. Looking around from behind the counter, no one seemed to be looking, she pulled out her cellphone and started texting one of her body guards the situation. It wasn't fair to keep the guys worrying about her, let alone her favorite guard. Just, hopefully they wont trace the call back. After texting her side of the story, she got an instant reply, and as if already expecting it, she was reprimanded by her boss, who was fretting over every detail. "Of course he would. " She sighed. Rolling her eyes. "Hey! I'm going on break!" She called out to the other co-workers. "Not that anyone cares...." She muttered under her breath with a pouting expression. Pulling out a cigarette from her crumbled carton in her back pocket, she headed over to the break room to make a quick call.
Lighting up the cancer stick, she rested the right side of her head on her phone, using her shoulder to elevate the cellular device. Once it was light, she placed the lighter in her back pocket, and took the phone in her right hand, and the stick in her left, removing it from her lips to blow out the smoke. "Hey pops!" She tried to answer cheerfully. Her boss raged on at her for quite some time, but she listened all the same. Once he calmed down, was when he started admitting how really worried he was, and the rest of the clan. "Look, I just wanted to step away from that scene ya know?......I'm a woman too...." She lightly blushed, hating to admit her needs to her old man. The two talked it out for sometime, and they came up with a minor solution that, she can keep her job, unbothered, as long as she continues staying at the manor. After saying their goodbyes, she hung up the phone, and finished her cancer stick, and headed back inside, where she went back to the bar, behind the counter, to finish washing the glasses.
LifeDreamsHope xxxxxxxWhere do they come from? xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx And where do they go?..... xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Posted: Mon Oct 04, 2021 12:05 pm
x x x x
→ тυєsםαч, םєcємвєя ⑱тн ←
םαч ② σғ ④ υитιℓ тιмє sкιρ
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☾☼ιи-яρ םαчs sιиcє ℓ.σ. σρєиєם:☼☽ ◦ םαч④③⑥ ◦ ( ① чєαя, ② мσитнs, ⑫ םαчs )
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Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2021 9:07 pm
۩ Solomon Romero/Adramelech ۩
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♞ The Neon lights a place he did not visit very often even though he was a great dancer himself. This time he was here on a mission sort of the man known as Solomon was scouting the area out. For potential victims in his blood-draining methods blood on the black market fetched a great deal of money. It was something he did on the side he didn’t kill his victims most of the time. His methods were efficient enough that he hadn't been caught yet such is the life of someone who dabbled in dark matters. The tall dark man moved with the swagger of a calm and collected individual as he took his spot away from most of the commotion. He ordered himself a Jack and Coke something to sip on as he watched the strippers do their thing. So many people of all kinds of races, he knew that elf, divine, Demon,and Sacred blood paid a high price.
A voice rang out in his mind the voice of his ancestor, and then the actual spirit appeared across the table. No one else could see this ancient spirit named Adramelech unless he wanted to be seen and heard.“ All this music broke my meditation,” the spirit said as he looked around the club. “Ah scouting for your next hunt I see I do hope they’re clean” the kitsune mused.“Sorry, my lord”[/b] Solomon said sarcastically with a sly smirk” As for the blood never mind that ancestor I always check.”He had a professional air about him; they both did; they were both hunters after all.“As they say, like Ancestors like decadent,” Adramelech said with a mixture of humor and pride.” I’ll watch I want to see how this goes,” the kitsune said before fading away back into Solomon's body.“Sit back and enjoy the show gramps,” Solomon said, drinking his Jack/Coke with a slight smile on his face.
What a wonderful day! Cold as could be and yet still surrounded by such hot bodies the old witch was thrilled, bobbing her head with the thrum of the music. Her golden eyes looked around the people she had surrounded herself with...faceless nobodies as far as she was concerned at least in terms of memory. She didn't even know their name. She didn't care. They were young. Good looking. Ripe to prime with pure regret in the morning and that was all she wanted from them.
A round of drinks she willingly paid for with an excessive of cash, a pure waste of resource on souls she wanted to do nothing but drain her enjoyment out of and then leave on the side of the road. That was a good day. It was easy to charm people with a few sweets words, a sway of her hips, and and good light show thanks to her magic. The stars shined indeed for a good time.
Surely she'd be able to make even more fun for herself as she tapped the Bartender for more but rather than ask for service she made her demands very clear....just pop more down and piss off. She began to scan the club again to see how many more victims she could gather....anyone more interesting to mess with.
Her lightly glossed lips
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"...you see the stars。"
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2021 6:35 pm
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םαч ④ σғ ④ υитιℓ тιмє sкιρ
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☾☼ιи-яρ םαчs sιиcє ℓ.σ. σρєиєם:☼☽ ◦ םαч④③⑧ ◦ ( ① чєαя, ② мσитнs, ⑭ םαчs )
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۩ Solomon Romero/Adramelech ۩
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♞ Another day had passed not much had happened other than some poor b*****d being drained of blood. All done by his hands of course managing to make a decent profit that day. He was musing over that fact as Solomon lay in bed looking up at the ceiling with his usual cold expression. Slowly it melted into another familiar expression a calm collected smirk. He rose out of bed to be greeted by his ancestor spirit looking like a mad man talking to himself. Going about his daily routine until it was time to head out once more to scout for buyers and victims of his assault. The time came when he left home that morning doing personal errands before finally stopping at Neon Lights. As he made it to the front door and he made his way to his usual spot.
♞Away from most people but right next to his favorite red-headed stripper, sure it was the classic we bond over terrible experiences but it worked. What else worked were her skills on the pole which were a bit distracting. That is why she is his favorite stripper in this joint. Along with a drink Ice Bomb for a drink, Solomon is in a good mood. As time marched on the two would have a bit of a conversation as she did her thing. Other times he would be scouting out the weak and feeble their blood is his money. Of course, he knew how to look without making it obvious it was clear he had been doing this for years.
"Bah bah bah! Surely you don't think I need your dirty hands all over my drinks do you?" a finger drifting up to her glossed lips as she directed her golden gaze at the bartender. The poor boy, a youngster by all means and unprepared for the stormy woman who took an authoritative seat upon the counter itself. His stammering! His moaning! His attempts to puff his chest at her only delighting her a bit more. She shook her head "No dear I only need you to accept this." placing a stack of money on the counter for him to take "And stay out of my business for the rest of the night dear. You can help the others but I've no need for you."
She leaned forward and watched him take the wad of cash, enough to pay for the drink Bami wanted and then shuffle away awkwardly. She smiled and with a wave of her hand a masked figure in a rather revealing clothes would suddenly pup up from under the the counter top and then another. One man and one woman, dressed in gold and silver, their skin did not look of flesh but of cloth "You two! You'll serve my drinks." a command rather than request.
She looked over the menu "Ah...lets start out with Porn Star Martinis." looking around the place as they did just that and did it with expert precision. Good memories she attached to the attire. She cared little for the people, but they were good servants. Golemns but they did not exactly exist or rather...did for this cost of time. Now...to look for a victim a perfect little soul with which to inflict herself upon. She hummed at she sipped the drink her two servant made for her. Who look perfect to mess with.
Ah! A rather interesting man near some red-headed stripper. Tall. Dark. Handsome. He would surely make the perfect victim. She wouldn't use an illusion for this not yet and instead reached out to grab another club goer. Cute. Small. Perfect. She whispered to her sweet nothing. Her lips laced with ancient power as she spoke vague words of accidents, but how the young man in her sights would like a little visit. Another porn star mix and a little slip of cash into her waste and she'd send her off.
She kept focused watching as the mousy girl made her way unsteadily over to the man who sat there scanning the room like a predator of his own but with her word and unconscious reaction. She would trip over her heels, down towards the floor, but towards him? A wayward drink to mess up that nice outfit. That was sure to be a riot.
♞It was hard not to notice how could he not even with his favorite stripper before him. A woman of considerable height had entered the club from head to toe he could tell she was a bad one. In more ways than one he would keep an eye on her, well he didn’t really need to. A certain ancient spirit within him had stirred from within. No one could see Adramelech unless they were a spirit themselves or perhaps some sort of soul-seeing ability. “Would you like me to watch this one?” They were both having a bad feeling about this woman both knew from experience these types their "playtime." In most situations he kept his cool this would be no different and perhaps he might find a worthy foe? “No need she will pull something, the only thing is what?
I just have to be ready for it. She doesn't know what I can do.” As Solomon telepathically communicated with Adram he carried on his movements as normal, he did this so many times it was almost automatic. So when the time came for the mousy little thing to head his way he was aware something wicked this way comes. The girl tripped under her own feet and came tumbling his way drink tipping to land on his crotch. With inhuman speed he caught the glass, his hand snapping out like a snapping turtle neck. One hand caught the girl the other the drink now the alcohol did spill just a bit. Not too much on him but enough to annoy just a bit and amuse him ...game on.
He held the small woman close making her blush he set her straight asking if she was alright and who sent the drink. After she told him what he needed to hear he decided to make her day even better. Giving her a fat tip and promising to see her after her shift not for business but for pleasure. Now he set his sights on the woman who had done this he walked as if nothing was a miss, but kept himself aware. Magic-user was the list of people he hated to mingle with the others are psychics, but far from the top of the list. Two souls are better than one Adram had his back if the woman decided to take her game to the next level. Solomon had no problem hitting a woman if it came to it his fists are unisex. He doubted it would get that far was more intrigued now then ever and thus he finally took a seat across from her.
Not sure if this was going to be some damn trick or not but he had to say it “Cute trick” there is a faint smirk on his face. “Care to share a drink with your intended victim?” Adram rolled his eyes at his descendants' boldness/foolishness Solomon ignored him instead of focusing on the lovely tall woman in front of him. Up close she was even more attractive, he could have fun with this one. Yet he didn't show this he just remained calm and composed looking her in the eyes. The Kitsune could tell this woman before them is no ordinary witch the ancient spirit summarized. Despite all this duo kept themselves focused on what this woman may do in her attempts to amuse herself. Hell, he didn't even know if he was talking to the real one, but so be it.
