[M] A Taste Of Life

Ouija D'Angelo · 04-05-2011, 05:05 AM

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WARNING This thread contains: graphic sexual content, graphic violence, or extremely offensive material starting with the 1st post. Reader discretion is advised.

OOC here: Table & Coding © Fae; Pretty dead animal; 702 words

Anathema. It was a place that he would visit often but now he was living here. He wasn't exactly sure how he felt about it. He had to reset up his den, but with changes. He had lost his own private water source. Not to mention that he was sharing the space. Sure, he had been sharing before but only after it had been established as his own for quite some time. This was a space having to be recreated with another. And this other didn't share some of the same beliefs as himself. It had taken her a bit to even be open to touch. That was something Ouija had no idea how to deal with. He hadn't been used to not being allowed to freely touch.

He had left her to do her own thing while he did his. He had to remake himself here. Had to start all over and work himself into the ranks. He had to get used to a new set of habits. He didn't have an area set up to work in any longer. He would end up having to remedy that. He couldn't stand not having something to busy himself with. Though for now remaking the runes and setting up the candles just right had been keeping him busy inside of the den.

For now he was outside though. He had headed down to the coast in order to wash up in the water there. But then some forms dotted on rocky outcroppings had drawn his attention. So of course he had to find out what they were. To his surprise they were creatures like the one that he had found once before. The coats weren't the pristine white color of the ones that he had found before but the body shape was the same. Even so, the spotted pelt of this one was intriguing all on its own.

It was after a struggle that he managed to secure a harbor seal pup and return to shore with it. Once they had gotten into the water the animals proved to be quite quick and agile. It was only out of sheer luck, and many failed attempts, that he had managed to get one. Of course once he got it to shore there was the daunting task of finding a place where he could sit undisturbed and skin it. The pelt was simply too beautiful to lose.

Of course by the time he had finished with the careful removal it was past night fall. But that didn't make him feel inspired to return to the caves yet. No, instead he remained in the hills by the small fire that he had started. He laid back and stared up at the starlit sky. The night was quite lovely even if he was enjoying it alone. But he didn't feel the loneliness. Or maybe that was the earlier ingested mushrooms that made the seal talk so he didn't feel alone.

He giggled a bit as he sat up to do what the skinned seal had said, having to place the smaller pelt on his head to wear it and let it drape down the back of his neck as it if were his own. Or courses that wasn't the only thing there was to wear. There was still the rest of the carcass, as well as the organs to take from it. After all what better talisman was there to place about ones neck than the intestines? Or the lungs that had been removed to place on either hand so that he could pretend to have flippers. It was all a silly, childlike, drug induced game.

The male clapped his "flippers" together and barked. Of course the sharp sound has an unexpected surprise. He barked again and the flash of color color returned for a brief period of time, only as long as the sound lasted. He closed his eyes and howled, the colors dancing up and down in flowing spikes as the pitched changed. In this haze of his he had no idea what his calls may be perceived as to others. Instead he was just having fun in this new world of audio induced color.

Lucifer · 04-05-2011, 09:46 AM

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He was a monster, a cold hearted self pleasing monster. Lucifer Sawtooth would stop at nothing to make sure that he got what he wanted, and if that meant to rape someone to get what he wanted, the male surely would. Lucifer did not live by any rules, he had no cares of what other’s could or could not want. It was what Lucifer wanted or nothing.

Hearing the new voice in the wind, the black male rolled off his back standing up brushing off his body, giving his tender shoulder a tender rub, damn bitch would pay. He would make Jace pay more then what she already had. The male would kill the pups that she would have if they were not of a pure color. That was the plan; she would crumble and fall down in tears and would be at his will.

Walked over the pack lands, till he came to the place where Lucifer Sawtooth had heard the howl, there it stood. Like a tie-dyed angel. He was white, but it was clear that he made the choice to taint his pureness, the black male heart gave a hard thump in his chest, he was worth of Lucifer’s time, he was worthy of having a night with the black monster. Lucifer would do just about everything it took to get the male to have the one night with him, and there was not much that the Sawtooth monster would not do to make sure he had one night, just one night with the male, he would take more, but one night where it would lead into intercourse was all that he wanted. Smacking his moisten lips together as he moved to where the male was. ”Why hello there handsome, are you new to these lands?”

Ouija D'Angelo · 04-30-2011, 04:36 PM

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The male was having so much fun in his intoxicated state that he didn't realize another was with him until the color laced sound of another's voice met his ears. One of those pointed ears twitched at the sound and hand him giggling again. "Say that again. You speak in pink." His request probably didn't make any sort of sense at all. Anyone that hadn't experienced synesthesia before wouldn't even begin to understand. Of course Ouija had a few extra mushrooms should the other wish to partake as well.

He tilted his head back so that he could smile up at the other. "I've been here before." He finally seemed to have mind enough to answer the question. Or at least in part he had answered. He had visited multiple timed before but he had only just recently joined. He reached up with a hand to try to scratch at his head but found out that it didn't work so well. It was then that he remembered the lung that was on it. "Want one? I've got two." He offered the lung to the other male as he started to nibble on the other one while it remained on his hand still. For some reason the taste was richer than he could remember it ever being before.

He lost himself to the consumption of the lung, eating it hastily and greedily. Once it was gone he licked his fingers clean. He picked up another mushroom and was about to pop it into his mouth but then he remembered that he had company again. "Want?" He asked and held the mushroom out for the other to take if he wanted it. "It is really good." He spoke the words with a smile. For a moment his eyes roamed over the other male before settling on the other's face once again. Whatever the reason behind it, or what he was even thinking, was a mystery, to himself even.

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