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 Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2017 9:00 pm
((Picture coming soon))
Vito's estate is high on a hill overlooking the city... The windows are deeply tinted, covered in a special coating to protect him from the sun's deadly rays.
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Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2017 9:11 pm
 A smirk crossed Vito's face. He could hear Claire hyperventilating, and he could smell her wonderful fear... Suddenly, the delicious, coppery aroma of blood filled the air. Mouth watering, he looked over to see that she had struck her head on the door. "You should be more careful!" he said, laughing as a kid had to dive out of the way to avoid being struck by him. He floored the ignition once again, and he heard her praying... "You know how many people I've heard pleading to God right before something horrible happens to them?" he asked her coldly. "Either God doesn't exist, he doesn't care enough to help a pathetic wretch like you, or he's not strong enough to help you. Mortals misplace their faith in deities, if you ask me. Instead, they should place their faith in themselves. If you only devote as much time to training in battle and making yourself stronger that you do to prayer and meditation, you might have a fighting chance of surviving in this world..." He was speaking to nobody in particular, the rambling of a madman.
When Claire asked Vito to slow down, he merely laughed and shifted into a higher gear, driving even faster. Soon enough, he came to a halt outside of a large, dark mansion high on a hill above the city. "Here we are, Claire... Your new home!" he said, putting the car into park and getting out.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2017 1:44 pm
 Claire laid down, placing her hands over her head, sobbing like a child with a gun pointed at her face, she was too young to die, the car continued to race even faster, as if Vito was risking his life for a cheap laugh, part of her wanted to jump out of the car, and smash into a billion bloody pieces onto the road, in some stupid attempt to escape, that was the light at the end of her tunnel, a quick death. But she didn't want to die, she'd rather suffer through life than end it quickly, Claire was a lot of things, but one thing she wasn't was a quitter, Though she listened to what Vito said, though he was clearly deranged, up to the point where a psychiatrist would give up, He had a good point, one that she'd take to heart, suddenly the car slammed to a halt, causing her to rock forward and nearly fall off of her chair, she looked up at Vito, staring daggers at him, this fool nearly killed him and her for a cheap joke, Claire was done being submissive, she was not his toy, she was a human being. she would not stand for this horrific treatment, "Are. you. INSANE?!" she yelled, this time she didn't stutter at all, truly confidant in what she said, "You could've killed us BOTH!" she shouted, she refused to look at "her new home", this wasn't her home. She opened the door, unbuckling her seat belt, "I'm getting the hell out of here" she told him, not understanding what the word "Slave" meant, "I am not your toy, if you want to act like a creepy edge lord go ahead, but leave me out of it!" she got out and began to walk away, looking back, if he tried to follow her, she'd break into a sprint and run off, she wasn't his toy, though she didn't know that Vito was faster than her.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2017 3:12 pm
Vito glared angrily at Claire - he did not appreciate the tone she was taking with him. "For your information, I didn't come anywhere close to killing us!" he shouted sterly, raising his voice "My vampiric reflexes are much faster than those of you pathetic mortals. And I've been driving since the automobile was invented. I know what I'm doing, you stupid b***h. The next time you have the nerve to criticize my driving, I'll chain you to the bumper and drag you. They'll be picking up pieces of you from one end of the city to the other!" He was bluffing, of course - but she shouldn't know that. Her golden blood was too sweet, too precious to him to actually kill her.
"No, you're staying here with me!" hissed Vito angrily. How dare she call him a 'creepy edge lord!' He was a vampire aristocrat, and he'd make her pay for her insolence! As she began to walk away, he followed after her. "You get back here right now, Claire! You keep this up, I'll cut off both your arms and your legs. It's not like you need them to serve me anyways." He would never actually admit to it, but he got this idea, along with many others from reading guro manga... In a way, he really was nothing but a vampire version of an edge lord.
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2017 5:01 pm
Claire began to tune out Vito's insane ramblings, claiming he was some kind of vampire, his threats only made her run faster and faster, if he was willing to chop her legs and arms off, turning her into a bloody human meatball, god knows what he'd do if she turned herself in, it was at that moment, that she learned she needed to run, very, very fast. She sprinted down the sidewalks, running as fast as her legs could carry her. Adrenaline drummed into her head, she had met her fair share of creepy people, but this man took the cake, the night was dark and she could barely see two feet in front of her, She had no idea what she was doing, but she had to go somewhere, she had to go forwards. She used every ounce of strength she had, and some she didn't know existed, she began to breath heavily, sweat and golden blood streaming down her head, she was fast, she grinned like a madman, she'd spent god knows how long in a cage, being molested and used by strangers who see her as nothing more than a product, but here she was free, she ran through a tunnel, cars screaming past her on the right of her, only a tiny light could be seen, she laughed manically, The light at the end of the tunnel was right in front of her!, her spirits lifted, She was free!, though her muscles screeched for rest, she didn't care, she could go home, cuddle up on a nice warm bed, and snuggle with her pet dog Odie, she missed Odie, he was always a good boy, without anyone to take care of him, he'd surely die, but Claire was coming home, and she was going to take Odie on a nice long walk.
It was a strange thing, When a human strives to achieve a goal, nothing could stop them, nothing human, the absolute most strongest being in the world, is a human with carrot dangled in front of them, a carrot of freedom, hope and a good life. Claire would make it home, she was always a smart girl, she was fast, but she forgot one thing. Vito was faster.
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Posted: Tue Dec 26, 2017 8:58 pm
Claire had started to run from Vito... He could have instantly chased after her and tackled her - but what fun would that be? He ran after her slowly, shouting "Hey, get back here you b***h!" and "I'll cut you to pieces when I catch you!" He gradually let the distance between them increase, so that she'd think she was getting away from him. Finally, he dropped out of sight and began following her from a distance. If she looked over her shoulder she wouldn't see him... but he was there, following the sweet scent of her golden blood...
Claire was running through a concrete tunnel... but little did she know, Vito was already waiting there for her at the other end. Right as she was about to emerge from the tunnel, he leapt out in front of her, blocking her path. "You really thought you could get away from me, didn't you?" he sneered, blood-red eyes glittering in the pale glow of the sodium-vapor streetlights. "Pathetic, like a worm trying to outrun a robin!"
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2017 8:12 pm
Claire looked back as she ran down the tunnel, the light growing brighter and brighter, it filled her with warmth, watching Vito slowly disappear, only to be replaced with darkness, gave her a spring in her steps, she wasn't running, she was skipping, laughing gleefully as the light grew brighter and brighter, if heaven existed, she was running to it, everything had become brighter, she'd felt as if she'd reached Nirvana, when she got home, she'd change her life, she was both obsessed and scared of other people, and it tore her apart, it drove her to go to great lengths to please other's, and so far everyone took her for granted, she knew how to finally be happy, to be herself, to-
Claire ran right into Vito, she tumbled backwards, as if she ran into a wall, she yelped as she fell face-first into the concrete, her already golden face becoming even more golden, her delicious blood shined, to Vito, it would almost seem as if it was sparkling. Claire turned around, slowly looking up to see Vito, her grin faded into a frown, her eyes moistened with tears, shivering, shaking with sweat and fear. it was impossible to tell the difference between her tears and sweat. The light was deceptively bright, it forced her to squint as she made eye-contact with Vito for a brief moment, she already knew she was screwed, but she had been denying it, Vito's eye's were like steel, strong and unbending. But Claire's was a golden yellow, pretty. but useless. She had the look of defeat on her face, pale with despair, she nodded silently, "I'm s-sorry" she stuttered, she laughed awkwardly "y-you got me guh-good" as if she was trying to play it off as a joke, but she was a terrible comedian. she got on her knees, looking down at Vito's feet, she felt dead inside, the light at the end of the tunnel was fake, there was only darkness. "P-please don't hurt me you don't have to cut my l-limbs off" she stuttered, utterly defeated "I'll do whatever you want, I'm loyal, just ask and I'll do it, you win ok?" she didn't stutter this time, she only stuttered when she lied, she was defeated, torture would be pointless, as she was already bound by despair, the street lights all turned off, the light at the end of the tunnel was gone, and so was her future.
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2018 3:56 am
After running into Vito, Claire had ended up falling face-first into the concrete. A gale of hearty laughter escaped Vito's mouth as he witnessed this... slapstick was always much funnier in real life than it was on the stage or screen, especially if someone ended up getting hurt. As she looked up at him, he could see the golden, delicious blood covering her face, as well as the tears in her eyes. "Aww... poor baby got a boo-boo?" He sneered teasingly. "Serves you right for trying to run away!" Claire was no longer stuttering... Vito could hear the submission, the bitter defeat in her voice "Yes... I win" he said coldly, grinning at her. "You are my property from now until the day you die... You belong to me. As long as you remember that and obey my every word, we're going to get along quite well.." "Now get up!" Ordered Vito sternly... He grabbed her under the arms and hauled her roughly to her feet. He then proceeded to lick the golden blood off of her face. His tongue would be ice-cold against her skin. Pressing her against the wall of the concrete tunnel, he then brought his lips to hers, giving her a forceful, deep kiss... there was no passion or affection in the gesture. Itwasn't the kind of kiss that said "I love you ", but rather "I own you" Vito pulled his lips away from Claire. He grabbedher hand, beckoning her to follow him. "Come on now, let's get home before the sun starts to rise!" he ordered... after walking in silence for a while, he grinned at her. "That was your first kiss, wasn't it?" He asked, amused that he had stolen it from her. ((Sorry if it isn't good, I'm posting from a phone right now))
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2018 7:33 pm
Claire was speechless, she felt like the inside of her was rotten to the core, defeated and destroyed, She yelped frantically as Vito shoved her against the wall, she'd try to push him off, fight back, screech and shout, but she felt light-headed with exhaustion, she fought so hard to escape, only for it all to be null, she truly was worthless. But that wasn't the worst part of it, the worst part was that while she despised every "kiss", her body couldn't help but enjoy it, she felt like she was in a sauna, blushing with warmth, she desperately wanted to remove that feeling, to shove it away and forget about it, everyone hated her, even her own body.
Though she couldn't help but blush, her face told a different story, tear's flowed from her eyes, mixing with her blood-covered face. she silently prayed he'd never mock her for this, it was uncontrollable, the world around her grew cold and dim, it seemed that even the world itself hated her, after all, nature was a harsh mistress, Vito was a predator, Claire was prey, she was his toy for as long as it pleased him. After the ordeal, she simply stared at the ground, crying. "I hate you" she thought bitterly, she had done nothing to him, yet he didn't care for her feelings, she realized that he didn't love or hate her, she was merely his toy. She nodded when he asked her if this was her first kiss, it was. she felt it was taken from her, any hope of her finding romance was gone now. not that it mattered, everyone hated her anyways.
"m-master" she muttered, barely audible than a whisper. "i-if you t-treated me with respect I would've l-loved you" it was true, she was inexperienced, any guy that treated her with a ounce of love could've won her heart, now it was impossible. not that it mattered. wants a stupid girl like her.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2018 2:38 am
((Sorry if it's not very good, I coukdn't think of anything else. Any idea what we should have Vito do to Claire next?)) Vito had seen the blush on Claire's cheeks after he had kissed her... "You enjoyed that, didn't you?" he sneered at her "Don't deny it, Claire... your first kiss, stolen from you by a vampire." When she started to cry, he merely laughed.
Vito laughted out loud at Claire's next words. "Love me?" he sneered. "Honestly, what good is love? Love is like God, another delusion fancied by foolish mortals. Love doesn't actually exist... It's merely sexual attraction coupled with the fulfillment of Maslow's hierarchy of needs. Chemicals in the brain..."
Soon enough, they had arrived back at Vito's mansion. He led her through the front door, closing it behind them. The windows here were specially designed with technology, and could be used to block out sunlight completely. "Do you want to see where you'll be sleeping?" he asked. He intended on keeping her in his own room, so he could use her to fulfill his carnal desires.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2018 5:41 pm
((We could have Vito do a business meeting with Leon, it's less of a meeting and more of a confrontation though as Vito is trying to destroy Leon's business in a attempt to buy it from him,this will bring the two RP's together, it'll also give Leon a reason to try to free Claire, as he'll witness her abuse in his own eyes)) Also Seriously stop apologizing, your deluding yourself into believing your writing is bad, when it is great. just stop it and realize your work is good dude)) "I-I did n-not" Claire muttered bitterly, denying it despite his warnings. she glared at him with the unmistakable look of hatred, she couldn't control whenever or not she enjoyed it, but it felt like being uncomfortably close to a fire, hot but too hot, but it wasn't his kiss that hurt her, it was the sheer amount of control, she couldn't move, just cry and beg him to stop, but even that was futile. She had been defeated, in every way, but the one thing she'd sooner die than admit, was that she did not enjoy it. She hated her own body, it left her helpless and weak, it forced her to enjoy her assault, Vito had taken more than just her first kiss, he took her smile. but if a kiss could take her smile, she didn't want to know what other tortures he had for her.
She couldn't understand what Vito had said, it was incomprehensible, lunacy, but the more she thought about it, the more she understood, she didn't know what was scarier, that she lost any chance at love, or that love didn't exist to begin with. She looked at the windows, noticing it's darkness, the entire house looked pitch black to her, as if no one was home, he truly was a vampire, or a lunatic, but it was most likely both. She shook her head, she didn't want to see the bedroom, she knew only one thing was going to happen in their and it was not sleep
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2018 6:06 pm
Vito could see the hatred in Claire's eyes as she glared at him... He flashed her an amused grin of his own. She was little more than a toy to him. Her crying, her anguish, her attempts to resist amused him - like an animal thrashing about and squealing as it was slowly tortured to death.
"Come on... I'll show you to our room." said Vito. He took her hand forcefully, leading her down a hallway. The master bedroom wasn't upstairs, but rather down in the basement. A windowless room. It's central feature, of course, was a comfortable-looking four-poster bed. "This is where you and I will be sleeping... Get used to it, you have no other choice."
"You've heard of Leon Hawke, haven't you?" asked Vito with a smile. "His electronics company rivals my own... this man has been a thorn in my side for years now. For a mortal, he's quite a pain in the a**. I'd like to arrange a little business deal with him... maybe I can convince him to sell his company to me. I doubt he'll accept, but I think I can get a trojan onto his phone this time. I need to keep tabs on him!" He knew that Claire probably didn't know what he was talking about, but he didn't care - he ranted and raved like a lunatic.
Vito pulled out his cell phone and dialed Leon's number, hoping he'd be able to get a hold of him...
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Posted: Mon Jan 22, 2018 6:45 pm
Claire wanted to sock him straight in the face, she clenched her fists, grinded her teeth, and did nothing. At the same time, she felt utterly powerless, she felt like her hands were tied together, she could run, and he'd track her down, she could fight him, and he'd kill her if she's lucky. Vito's grip on her hands felt cold as ice, binding her hands together, she felt as if they were encased in a block of ice. She shook her head at the mention of Leon, she didn't know him, she didn't know anyone, and in return, no one knew Claire.
She began to think of what Vito would do to her when she tried to sleep, she didn't want to sleep anymore. If she could stay awake forever, she would. "hey-uh" she stuttered, the anger she had quickly left, she was nothing compared to him, Vito might as well be god. "please don't hurt me" she had nothing to bargain, nothing to offer, all she could do was ask nicely, "I-I'll help put a trojan on Leon or whatever if you d-don't" she begged, she pretended that she held something useful, that her words would make a difference, but trying to stop Vito from hurting her, is like trying to stop a bullet with a feather.
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