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07-05-2010, 08:36 PM
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07-06-2010, 03:29 AM
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The chocolate furred crow wandered soundlessly through the crumbling city of Halifax. Evening bloomed slowly with its dark horizon and the beast’s day began. He stalked the abandoned streets lined with the dead bars and nightclubs. There were fire liquid in most of these locations still, but the man had no thirst for pointless substances. There existed only one thing, and that was what drove this demonic creature on and on, and that was for the blood. The crimson life sang sweetly to him, and he was unable to resist its siren song. Another creature had passed through her very recently, and he reeled towards it, slowly walking in the Aniwayan’s cooling footsteps.
He was led into the darkening room of what probably once had been a night club. Now it was nothing more than a room that would never again see the life it had been designed to witness. Tonight, it would witness death. The Soul man’s hulking form hesitated just beyond the open doorway, sniffing at the quiet presence of a living. A sound—faint as anything, yet still sound—was heard from the depths of the structure, and the madman lifted his gaze just in time to see a darker form moving in the shadows, towards him. It was a woman. Though he once had known her, he did not any longer.
She was a victim and nothing more. Her luperci form held those delicious curves, and for now and a few moments more, he merely watched her, curious to see her reaction to his presence. .haku-blackhole b {font-weight:bold; color:#054493; letter-spacing:.5px; } .haku-blackhole-ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:11px; text-align:center; } .haku-blackhole p {text-indent:0px; padding:3px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .haku-blackhole {margin:0 auto; width:400px; background-color:#FFFFFF; background-image:url(http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a329/ ... wlibri.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 240px 0px 3px 0px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; line-height:14px; letter-spacing:.3px; text-align:justify;} .haku-blackhole-separator{width:350px; border-bottom:1px dotted #000000; margin:0 auto 5px auto;} </style> [/html]
07-15-2010, 07:10 PM
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07-22-2010, 09:56 AM
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Feel free to powerplay a bit in your next post
He rarely went for an instant kill. He was curious, especially when her voice rose and asked the peculiar question if he lived here. Blue eyes observed the black woman in silence for a few moments. Could it be that Ember failed to recognize her old sub-leader? His name was well known by now, and so this was an unexpected surprise. He slipped into the dark building, moving towards her. Nostrils flared, but he believed that there existed a memory that earlier had stated that she was one of the leaders of Aniwaya now. When Haku Soul had seen her last, she had been a young, frail woman. She had been weak.
His hulking form hesitated as he drew near her. He gave a nod to acknowledge and answer the question she had served him. A low snarl was released from his form as electric blue eyes investigated the heavy sword in her possession. He wondered how well the woman could use it. .haku-blackhole b {font-weight:bold; color:#054493; letter-spacing:.5px; } .haku-blackhole-ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:11px; text-align:center; } .haku-blackhole p {text-indent:0px; padding:3px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .haku-blackhole {margin:0 auto; width:400px; background-color:#FFFFFF; background-image:url(http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a329/ ... wlibri.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 240px 0px 3px 0px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; line-height:14px; letter-spacing:.3px; text-align:justify;} .haku-blackhole-separator{width:350px; border-bottom:1px dotted #000000; margin:0 auto 5px auto;} </style> [/html]
07-27-2010, 01:14 PM
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08-02-2010, 08:32 AM
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Feel free to powerplay more!
For once his move had not been one to destroy and kill, but the dark hued female did as most canines should have done when a murderer approached. She pulled the heavy weapon from its sheath and struck. Despite the situation, this was a move that came unexpected on him. Her movement was fast, and the blade connected with his mortal tissue. The weight behind the strike caused bright light to pass before the madman's eyes. She had struck him with the flat end, but his reflexes had allowed a part of the sword’s sharp edge to kiss the skin. Crimson tinted moisture slowly tickled down from the cut on the right side of his head. He found that balance had been taken from him, and so he stumbled and his body met the dirty floor. .haku-blackhole b {font-weight:bold; color:#054493; letter-spacing:.5px; } .haku-blackhole-ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:11px; text-align:center; } .haku-blackhole p {text-indent:0px; padding:3px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .haku-blackhole {margin:0 auto; width:400px; background-color:#FFFFFF; background-image:url(http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a329/ ... wlibri.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 240px 0px 3px 0px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; line-height:14px; letter-spacing:.3px; text-align:justify;} .haku-blackhole-separator{width:350px; border-bottom:1px dotted #000000; margin:0 auto 5px auto;} </style> [/html]
08-11-2010, 06:04 AM
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08-23-2010, 02:02 PM
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this thread is weird.
His senses were not shut down by the heavy blow to his head, but his body succumbed to a temporary loss of control. Silence remained, and though burning blue flares remained hidden behind heavy lids, the darkness beyond did not slumber. Her move had seemed almost forced; apologetic. There was no more weight drumming down against his flesh, and he was intrigued. The demon knew that he was infamous both in name and appearance. He had openly slaughtered souls in these lands for so long now, and was therefore well known wherever he went. It was strange to know that Ember seemed unable to recognize the truth about the fallen monster before her feet.
When the body started to function for the dark mind again, the floor was found to be softer. Blue eyes opened and became a pair of narrow slits as he quickly let that terrible gaze wash over the changed scene. Cruel claws flexed and he realized that the woman had found the courage to attempt to tie him up. What the hell was this supposed to mean. His eyes closed again and his breath remained calm and unchanging. Could it really be that she did not know? He was intrigued, but found that he had little patience for games that he could not understand. What she should have done was to separate his head from the body and leave his cooling corpse behind. He would have done that to her without blinking, but this foolish move of hers made him plot differently.
He waited until he heard her shuffle and move again before he allowed her to detect that he was no longer unconscious. Eyes opened fully in pursuit of her green. ”I did not mean to frighten you,” he lied smoothly with a silky voice he believed he had lost long time ago. .haku-blackhole b {font-weight:bold; color:#054493; letter-spacing:.5px; } .haku-blackhole-ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:11px; text-align:center; } .haku-blackhole p {text-indent:0px; padding:3px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .haku-blackhole {margin:0 auto; width:400px; background-color:#FFFFFF; background-image:url(http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a329/ ... wlibri.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 240px 0px 3px 0px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; line-height:14px; letter-spacing:.3px; text-align:justify;} .haku-blackhole-separator{width:350px; border-bottom:1px dotted #000000; margin:0 auto 5px auto;} </style> [/html]
08-23-2010, 05:45 PM
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08-23-2010, 05:56 PM
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The scent of alcohol was foul as it rose to his sensitive nostrils. How long had it been since the burning liquid had burned its way down his throat? One year? Two? Years grinded silently beyond sealed lips, eager to rush after a much more appealing liquid with the beautiful colour of scarlet. Yet, he did not. Limbs flexed as he tested the knots that limited the possibility of tearing her to sheds with his claws. Force would eventually rip through everything, but he did not adore the idea of giving her any time to run away while he tore loose from the bonds. Ears perked as she spoke and his focus followed to the woman. She had put down the drink and she said that she recognized him. He wanted to bare those jagged knives lined up along his jaws then, but he resisted that urge with a silent promise that she would pay for what she had done soon enough.
It was strange to see her so calm if she knew who he was. The devil that glared out from those brilliantly blue painted orbs was not the same man that she had known. The madman had never known Ember Phoenix, but he was armed with memories and remembered that face, though it was different now. Perhaps the little, frail girl had finally grown up. Perhaps, but it would not aid her now. It would ultimately be up to her whether or not she would find death by his fangs. Destroying beauty was an art, and taking a life was not always needed in order to destroy a life. Destruction was all the monster knew now, and he wanted to show her hell. ”Why haven’t you killed me then?” He wondered, taking a soundless breath of air before allowing her name to roll over his tongue. ”Ember.” .haku-blackhole b {font-weight:bold; color:#054493; letter-spacing:.5px; } .haku-blackhole-ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:11px; text-align:center; } .haku-blackhole p {text-indent:0px; padding:3px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .haku-blackhole {margin:0 auto; width:400px; background-color:#FFFFFF; background-image:url(http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a329/ ... wlibri.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 240px 0px 3px 0px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; line-height:14px; letter-spacing:.3px; text-align:justify;} .haku-blackhole-separator{width:350px; border-bottom:1px dotted #000000; margin:0 auto 5px auto;} </style> [/html]
08-23-2010, 06:06 PM
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08-23-2010, 06:14 PM
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Her reply surprised him, though his features remained impassive and hid this simple little thing. He peered at her, the corners of his lips slowly stretching into a halfhearted smile, though not a warm one by any means. No reason to? He was the famous monster murdering children and raping women. Ignorance could often be bliss, but this was dangerous. For her. He could easily play along with this, intrigued and interested in seeing where this would lead before he was to destroy her. Yes, the cruel man decided. Time was wearing thin, but there was still immerse amounts of it. He would know when the final corns in the time glass were about to fall and drag him down into the fiery pits of his maker.
”No reason then, I suppose.” the scarred male stated calmly. Rumors made him a fearsome creature and they did not lie. However, if she was blank about the wars and the extent of his known sins then he could play some with her first. Yes, Haku liked to play with his prey. The man’s secui paws flexed slightly as if to redirect her eyes to his limbs. ”Do you think it is necessary to keep me tied up like this?” he smoothly asked, tilting his head innocently and smiling at her, his scarred face lacking the masculine beauty it had possessed two years ago when she had been a mere girl; a young worthless member of Dahlia and his minion. .haku-blackhole b {font-weight:bold; color:#054493; letter-spacing:.5px; } .haku-blackhole-ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:11px; text-align:center; } .haku-blackhole p {text-indent:0px; padding:3px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .haku-blackhole {margin:0 auto; width:400px; background-color:#FFFFFF; background-image:url(http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a329/ ... wlibri.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 240px 0px 3px 0px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; line-height:14px; letter-spacing:.3px; text-align:justify;} .haku-blackhole-separator{width:350px; border-bottom:1px dotted #000000; margin:0 auto 5px auto;} </style> [/html]
08-23-2010, 06:24 PM
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08-23-2010, 06:34 PM
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The alcohol’s treacherous infection was detected by an observant blue gaze as the woman stood up to obediently start to untie the knots. He remained calm as she untied first one paw, then the other. He allowed her form to retreat a little bit away before he started to move, slowly rising up on all four paws and turning to the black woman; his head still tilted in an almost innocent, curious manner. There was nothing innocent about him, but obviously he still knew how to pretend to possess even a shred of peace within him. War raged mercilessly on within the devilish creature, but the surface remained calm, though black and dangerous like the monster lurking beneath.
That was it, then. Muscles contracted and he lunged for her, claws and teeth ready to dig into her flesh, though he did not intend to mortally wound. No, he would not destroy the body. It was her mind and soul that he wanted to tear apart. His grin no longer disguised his decaying set of jaws, and there was madness within his burning blue eyes. There would be no absolution for this woman. Not for any of them. Hell was all that awaited them in the end. He would show her a taste of it right here, right now. .haku-blackhole b {font-weight:bold; color:#054493; letter-spacing:.5px; } .haku-blackhole-ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:11px; text-align:center; } .haku-blackhole p {text-indent:0px; padding:3px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .haku-blackhole {margin:0 auto; width:400px; background-color:#FFFFFF; background-image:url(http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a329/ ... wlibri.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 240px 0px 3px 0px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; line-height:14px; letter-spacing:.3px; text-align:justify;} .haku-blackhole-separator{width:350px; border-bottom:1px dotted #000000; margin:0 auto 5px auto;} </style> [/html]
08-23-2010, 06:44 PM
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