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- Demi D'Angelo - 12-02-2010 [html]
[html] rawr!
We where about an hour outside of Halifax when the drugs started to take hold. I remember saying something like: “Hurry up the Colors are beautiful”, But of course he had no idea what I meant. Because when you’re a Demi Goddess, half Doctor, half evil genius, your intellect is often over looked. I had taken a drip of Angel Dust, along with a hit of the JuJu move your feet 3,000’s. Of course I had silly names for common drugs discovered and cooked by humans but none of these idiots knew what they were. So I made up my own. It’s a quirk, take it on faith that I know the differences between a Juju move your feet 3,000 and a Demi JuJu #4. But the real question do you? So I was doped up on Hallucinogens and a hit of meth. But it damn sure made the trip much more interesting with ole boring behind me. It’d soon wear off by the time we made it to Halifax, and by then I’d need a clear mind. Because when you’re a Mad Scientist, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. *End Narration, Credit given to Hunter S. Tompson and his book “Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas” For which this segment was based upon* Demi was quite messed up at the moment, normally she kept a clear mind on her but the trip and all the new people really were just irritating her. Now she had a shadow, the irritant male who was escorting her. Well at least she had put him to use, given him a pack so that he could carry back items as well. Already excited about visiting a big city, she wondered if she would be able to find all the items on her shopping list, which was nestled in the cute little pair of shorts she wore just for spite against the weather. Quite sure that her escort was enjoying the view from behind, her eyes though saw nothing but swirls of brilliant shades of pastel against a back drop of gray. The upper she had taken had given her a lot of energy along with this magical trip, probably was a good thing she had company since she wouldn’t know how to make her way back. A soft step and she stopped to look behind her at the tall monster following her. The only thing she found interesting where his white gloves and tail, it made her laugh in silly outbursts. Like a skunk, except he didn’t smell like one yet. Normally such things in her previous pack meant she would do everything she could to make this males life a living hell, but since he reminded her of her brother, he received some leverage. She’d let him hang around for now, if he proved to be interesting enough she might keep him around longer. Demi cocked her head to the side with a grin as she waited for him to move up to her. “So enjoying your decision yet? Or where their other reasons much less than the Nobel pursuit of escorting a Female such as I?” she was playing with him. Knowing enough to know that he most likely wouldn’t have given much though to escorting her if he didn’t like her enough. To bad he’d know enough about her before long, maybe if he stuck around after those revelations he may be worth something yet. “I have a shopping list full of hard to find items and this is the biggest city I’ve visited. So I’m hopeful to expand my lab… um hum a Doctor’s hut” she winked and then started forward again. Wondering what was going on in Mr. Tall Dark and Handsome head. We can’t stop here, it’s Souls Country” .demi_rottap .ooc {font-weight:normal; text-align:left; font-size:14px; padding:11px; color:#000000} .demi_rottap .ic {font-weight:normal; text-align:left; font-size:14px; padding:11px; color:#dcc34e} .demi_rottap b {font-weight:bold; color:#ec5145; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #000000;} .demi_rottap {margin:0 auto; width:455px; background-color:#d87837; background-image:url(http://img11.imageshack.us/img11/9306/demirotap.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #461907; padding: 0px 0px 300px 0px; font-family: times new roman, sans-serif; font-size:14px; color:#916e5e; line-height:15px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> - Theodore Stone - 12-04-2010 [html]
- Demi D'Angelo - 12-04-2010 [html] *smirks*
If the women was true to herself she liked Theo, the handsome male had from the very first meeting been a gentlemen without being too nice to not let his intentions be known. Now she had caught him taking in the view from her behind and she found it oddly exciting. A smirk crossed her lips as she looked over her noticing his obvious plight around his groin region. (if he’s not wearing any clothes if so I’ll retract) Demi shook her head before patting his chest tenderly in understanding, if she allowed herself to be taken in by his willingness and that damn tantalizing scent of his this trip could be a bust. After all he wasn’t the only one it seemed to have evidence of one’s arousal centering around their groin either. For a moment she sighed, shook her head to clear her thoughts, then her body, an exercise in blood flow and shaking the cobwebs from her mind, along with other thoughts for the time being. “Since you have come with me Theo, then you are welcome to ask any questions you want about my work. I will not hide the nature of it from you. I make drugs, poisons, healing drugs, yah know the ones that actually heal. Along with anything else that peaks my interest. Today I want to find a pharmacy, a lab of some sort maybe from a college or hospital, and I’m always up for any other place of interest.” She coed out to him as she reached for his gloved paw. Truth be told she was really glad he was with her now, in the event that an attacker or someone much more pushy then he was about her looks where present she didn’t have much other than her vision dust to deter them. Now though she had the warrior with her so it made her especially brave. Her eyes had returned to normal, the Vision Dust had wore off but the uppers she took where still running strong. As she strolled along the city, she would edge closer to him, feeling much more at ease around him then she normally did with other males. Well except for one, her brother. Her dear brother who she hadn’t seen in awhile. If Ouija where here she doubted that she would have invited this male along with her. Or even said anything to him for that matter. Demi was very much one track minded, once a person was in her sights she obsessed over them. Now with the handsome Theo she wondered if she was doing the same thing she had done with her brother. Would she become possessive over him? It was too early to tell but she felt it building in her. Then there was the hospital in front of them, the earth had done its best to reclaim as much of it as it had already. She wished that what she was looking for may still be here intact enough that she could use it. “If we find a good enough lab I may just have you help me disguise and lock it up so I can return to make things here if I need too. Some of the compounds I make, use dangerous chemicals, not sure I want to bring those back to the pack lands or caves with air circulation being so terrible.” Her mind was turning its wheels for now, trying to figure out how Theo fit, and the fact that she would make it terribly hard for him. She would tease him mostly, play hard to get, since she hated sleeping around without a purpose. Whether it be to truly fuck someone’s mind over while on drugs, or for the simple passion of it, she didn’t spread her legs easily. Which was a stark contrast from the females around the old pack who seemed to have a dick in every hole most of the day. Maybe her sadistic view came from the beatings she took because she wouldn’t let every *Hi look at my dick it’s hard, lets fuck* actually have sex with her. But it all worked up into a picture into why she loved being the aggressor sometimes, why she loved playing with males, drugging them, then dressing up in costumes and masks, along with other certain *strap* on items to truly send their minds into madness. The little freak walked into the hospital with a smile, as pleasant and genuine as it could be. “Where do you come from Theo” she asked absently as she started her search. Maybe some more insight could be learned about him if he opened up. .demi_rottap .ooc {font-weight:normal; text-align:left; font-size:14px; padding:11px; color:#000000} .demi_rottap .ic {font-weight:normal; text-align:left; font-size:14px; padding:11px; color:#dcc34e} .demi_rottap b {font-weight:bold; color:#ec5145; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #000000;} .demi_rottap {margin:0 auto; width:455px; background-color:#d87837; background-image:url(http://img11.imageshack.us/img11/9306/demirotap.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #461907; padding: 0px 0px 300px 0px; font-family: times new roman, sans-serif; font-size:14px; color:#916e5e; line-height:15px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> - Theodore Stone - 12-06-2010 [html]
- Demi D'Angelo - 12-06-2010 [html] Carefull, little demi's are highly toxic
While listening to her handsome escorts replies a light bulb fired brilliantly into her consciousness. Why was she being so nice to him, even flirtatious and suggestive? Why had his simple little attentions sent silent chills through her? Then the Light bulb burst into a thousand pieces as her mind dropped the f-bomb. With all the drama from the past pack, the upheaval and then her travels she had lost track of what month, and what time of year it was for her at least. Had the drugs clouded her judgment this time? No she had simply forgot, not that it mattered but it made sense, mentally she counted the months still unsure if it could have been that time. She certainly didn’t notice any other tale tale signs of heat, was it more due to she fancied this fellow? Had it been that long since she had spent some time with a male? “I came with Naniko and my mother from our old Pack; I didn’t care much for it.” She said softly, “Lets say I was beaten and taken advantage of because of my size” it was a comment that left a lot unsaid but it also spoke to the ease she held around him, that she wasn’t scared of him. It was as much damning evidence against their old pack as it was a compliment to him that she felt comfortable around him. A soft smile escaped her lips before she reached out for his paw to be near him again while she walked the halls. Her slender paw reached down into the pocket on her shorts to procure the written parchment she had devised earlier. Firstly she needed medical supplies; her little hobbies would have to take a seat behind more prudent needs. “We are looking for things like Peroxide, Rubbing Alcohol or Isopropyl Alcohol. They should be in plastic bottles either brown or labeled as such. They are antiseptics, clean wounds, the stuff that stings really badly when applied”. On some level Demi knew she would most likely end up having to do most of the searching but she didn’t want him fussing with trouser problem or left to dwell on his past and sour the mood. Hopefully today would be a good day, they could maybe find all the things she needed and then take a more light hearted stroll through town. Her own eyes tried to behave as she looked through the shelves and stock piles, finding a bottle of this or that, some on her list others weren’t. While they looked she would inform him of other items as well, so far they were doing well with their supply hunt. Though it was damn distracting with him so near to her.
.demi_rottap .ooc {font-weight:normal; text-align:left; font-size:14px; padding:11px; color:#000000} .demi_rottap .ic {font-weight:normal; text-align:left; font-size:14px; padding:11px; color:#dcc34e} .demi_rottap b {font-weight:bold; color:#ec5145; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #000000;} .demi_rottap {margin:0 auto; width:455px; background-color:#d87837; background-image:url(http://img11.imageshack.us/img11/9306/demirotap.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #461907; padding: 0px 0px 300px 0px; font-family: times new roman, sans-serif; font-size:14px; color:#916e5e; line-height:15px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> - Theodore Stone - 12-08-2010 [html]
- Demi D'Angelo - 12-08-2010 [html] up to you really. I'm game if you are
It was sometime during a find and another look toward the male that she decided he had suffered enough. Teddy had given himself an out, he could walk off on his own but she doubted it would help his present situation. The male was a delicious sight for one as inclined as she was to give in to more primal needs but again she tried to stop herself from reasoning herself into it so easily. Finally she stood up straight and turned back toward him, his question still hanging on her mind. His innocent little flirtations had got the best of him and now he was certainly going to be going into territory he hadn’t traversed before. “I will not be talked to in such a way Theodore” she used his name, no nickname or shortening of it to drive home a point as her tone took on a commanding tone. The hints of any innocence she carried with her suddenly gone as the look she gave up at him was the one of a women. A smirk played across her mouth as she inched closer to him. Both arms swung around to play across each side of his impressive physique. The little goddess took in a deep inhale next to his fur before letting her hot breathe radiate outward. “If you want me, then you will treat me as a goddess understood?” she said with a soft mew. Those delicate feet of her pushed her up onto her toes as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She had one more thing to add if he could wait to listen, and hopefully he would. “One condition… No strings attached tonight. Tomorrow if you wish you can act as if it never happened or you can court me. Today though since you’ve been so good you get a free pass”. That little mouth of hers that he had been starring intently at strained to reach his jaw line before giving him a simple little Demi kiss, which meant she licked across his maw, or at least as much of it as she could reach. Demi the mad scientist was as much using him as he thought he was using her, why else would she drag him away from the pack to be all alone with the dangerous little Demi. .demi_rottap .ooc {font-weight:normal; text-align:left; font-size:14px; padding:11px; color:#000000} .demi_rottap .ic {font-weight:normal; text-align:left; font-size:14px; padding:11px; color:#dcc34e} .demi_rottap b {font-weight:bold; color:#ec5145; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #000000;} .demi_rottap {margin:0 auto; width:455px; background-color:#d87837; background-image:url(http://img11.imageshack.us/img11/9306/demirotap.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #461907; padding: 0px 0px 300px 0px; font-family: times new roman, sans-serif; font-size:14px; color:#916e5e; line-height:15px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> - Theodore Stone - 12-09-2010 [html]
- Demi D'Angelo - 12-09-2010 [html] *noms on theo*
A wry little smile escaped her lips knowing he couldn’t say no. He had been giving off that musky scent of his ever since she had asked him to come along and finally she couldn’t do her work without thoughts of him having his way with her clouded her mind. They were both far enough away from anyone that they could take as long as they needed to work out their more primal needs. A soft growl escaped her lips as his arms fought to pick her up and she willingly accepted it as she wrapped her legs around his waist. It seemed all he had needed was her offer, and it made her shudder when addressed her as a goddess. The wall kept her compliance with his needs, and she sat there enjoying her little self as the show before her unfolded. Those blues took in his physique, wanting nothing more than to have that strong male devote himself to her for a few hours. An amused grin showed up across her maw as her eyes looked at his groin with satisfaction toward his well endowed nature. His affections started then, just as the visual show started, his pants gone but her eyes weren’t allowed to stay open long enough to see the full picture as his nips and attentions caused them to close. A low growl emanated from her throat thoroughly enjoying the playful nature he still held with her. Demi’s own mouth found any exposed portion of his neck to nip at in return, each nip was followed by a soft lick before continuing toward an ear to tug playfully at. Her eyes opened momentarily as the attentions he was providing to the goddess stopped. Why would he stop before her eyes met his? A smile and a playful nod was all that was ushered toward the male, he could remove the last remaining piece of clothing between them in any fashion he cared for. Wasn’t like she particularly cared much for clothes in the first place. While leaving his male mind to work on that she returned to doing what she did best, being playful, her hands where free to roam wherever they wanted and now they had worked their way along his backside to his tail. A soft scratch before pulling it in a playful tone before continuing to offer tantalizing attentions at the base of his tail. Her own mouth returned to his neck and ear growing wantonly into his ear. “Take me and show me just how much of a man you are” she whispered ushering a challenge at his manhood. .demi_rottap .ooc {font-weight:normal; text-align:left; font-size:14px; padding:11px; color:#000000} .demi_rottap .ic {font-weight:normal; text-align:left; font-size:14px; padding:11px; color:#dcc34e} .demi_rottap b {font-weight:bold; color:#ec5145; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #000000;} .demi_rottap {margin:0 auto; width:455px; background-color:#d87837; background-image:url(http://img11.imageshack.us/img11/9306/demirotap.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #461907; padding: 0px 0px 300px 0px; font-family: times new roman, sans-serif; font-size:14px; color:#916e5e; line-height:15px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> - Theodore Stone - 12-11-2010 [html]
- Demi D'Angelo - 12-11-2010 [html] Demi’s growled seductively at his urging over her shorts. She wanted them off and he was quick to oblige her. Wanting herself to be free of garments. For someone who didn’t like clothes that often she found herself wearing them all the time. Mostly to sleep in but today the occasion called for being fully in the nude, or well as nude as one could get with a good coating of fur over them. His weight shifted quickly so her torn shorts could fall to the floor. A smirk escaped her lips at the feeling of his strong arms still holding onto her even as most of him was below her. Demi looked down at him with an odd smile on her face, and toward his comment. Yep it was there alright, last she checked at least. Her folds quite open and ready for him to do as he wished. It wasn’t exactly what she had had in mind as his tongue ran over that region sending shudders through her body. Ouija had never done that she caught herself thinking before overcome with more feelings of euphoria as he continued to lap at her. Her body cooed as her arms reached over her head, legs sprawling out under his strong grip. She loved each little attention he gave her and if she wasn’t ready to accept all of him earlier she surely was now. Eyes closed she squirmed under the attention, the slowly building blossom bringing itself closer and closer to the surface before her eyes opened in a loud moan. Oh she was done, the clock on the oven had dinged pre-heated and her eyes looked down upon the male as if to ask if he was done playing yet. .demi_rottap .ooc {font-weight:normal; text-align:left; font-size:14px; padding:11px; color:#000000} .demi_rottap .ic {font-weight:normal; text-align:left; font-size:14px; padding:11px; color:#dcc34e} .demi_rottap b {font-weight:bold; color:#ec5145; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #000000;} .demi_rottap {margin:0 auto; width:455px; background-color:#d87837; background-image:url(http://img11.imageshack.us/img11/9306/demirotap.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #461907; padding: 0px 0px 300px 0px; font-family: times new roman, sans-serif; font-size:14px; color:#916e5e; line-height:15px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> - Theodore Stone - 12-12-2010 [html]
- Demi D'Angelo - 12-27-2010 [html] The highlighted brown silvery goddess only marveled at her partner’s strength, she was just a rag doll in his arms, completely at his mercy and she reveled in it. Wanting nothing more than to let him do as he wished with her, throwing caution to the wind. Soon she found her pretty little body on a bed swallowed by his frame, unable to escape the scent of male all around her as she closed her eyes waiting for him to continue what he had started. The fire burned in her needing him to get her to release. And all at once she opened her eyes again as the male showed restraint once again. Demi couldn’t stand it, why would he just wait, why did he need some queue to continue. A low growl escaped the goddess’s lips, a simple urging on, she didn’t want to have to coax him again. Finally all patience lost her own hips moved as her legs wrapped around his pulling him into her, wanting that pleasant sensation to crawl up her spine and hoping this was the freaking signal he wanted in the first place. Blue eyes opened briefly to look over him with a smirk, as if to ask what the hell he was waiting for. .demi_rottap .ooc {font-weight:normal; text-align:left; font-size:14px; padding:11px; color:#000000} .demi_rottap .ic {font-weight:normal; text-align:left; font-size:14px; padding:11px; color:#dcc34e} .demi_rottap b {font-weight:bold; color:#ec5145; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #000000;} .demi_rottap {margin:0 auto; width:455px; background-color:#d87837; background-image:url(http://img11.imageshack.us/img11/9306/demirotap.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #461907; padding: 0px 0px 300px 0px; font-family: times new roman, sans-serif; font-size:14px; color:#916e5e; line-height:15px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> - Theodore Stone - 01-03-2011 [html]
- Demi D'Angelo - 01-23-2011 [html] Her body swirled in a sea of pleasure, happily enjoying having her new toy take what he wanted all along. For now he would do, but next time he’d just have to stop being so damn childish. Her thoughts swirled around though and quickly anything she was thinking about was replaced for the sensations that rocketed through her causing soft moans and whimpers of enjoyment to escape her lips. The feeling of her legs being pulled even further up only brought a muffled yelp of enjoyment before she felt herself being filled once again. Her body movements where hindered wanting nothing more than to match his enthusiasm with her own but yet again she was just the inactive participant in the act, letting the male claim what he thought was his. Of course she wanted more, she wanted him to stop the games and just fuck her like a wolf would. “For fucks sake, you’re a wolf act like it” was her reply to the man’s question, she would attempt to move to urge him onward wanting him to plunge in rapidly and roughly, wanting to reach a carnal state of bliss, to drive home this little role play of being dominated by such a larger male. She didn’t want romance, or to be tenderly fucked. Her emotions where rolling over her at his inadequacies to recognize just want she was wanting, or just how feral she could be. .demi-t49 .ooc {font-style:italic; } .demi-t49 p {padding:2px 0px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .demi-t49 b {color:#3F1612; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .demi-t49 {background-color:#41070C; background-image:url(http://sleepyglow.net/souls/gifts/2010dec/demitable.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #FFFFFF; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:475px; text-align:justify; } .demi-t49-border {width:479px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto;} .demi-t49 .inner {margin:186px 10px 10px 10px; padding:10px; background-image:url(http://sleepyglow.net/souls/25pct_white.png); border:1px solid #000000; border-radius:20px;-moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px;} </style>[/html] |