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Post by Domino on Jul 20, 2010 19:27:50 GMT -5
Through all the rage and torment they put against him, Domino wanted to kill them all, the Demons, and angels. He even wanted to kill his father, but...why would he do such a thing to his creator, is this what God wants to see Lucifer’s perfect creation to kill him? Yes that’s what he wants after all he had plans for everyone, he snarled, and growls. He punched the ground, making his beautiful fist bleed, yes beautiful, Lucifer always called him that, my beautiful creation, his father wished to be like that, but he was, why would he ever think like that, Domino cried, his face was full of hate, and sadness his tears would stop, he just kept crying and crying, until his screamed his blood curing roar, everyone must of heard, he wanted them too, he wanted them to hear his suffering.
He spat at the ground in hate, he stood up, and licked his bloody knuckles, the blood was soothing he was being the monster he was trained to be, but what was he going to do, rob a bank? Kill innocent bystanders? He just shrugged his shoulders and began walking down the park, and heard the crickets, and laughter he actually loved the human world, why did his father hate it so much, what did it do to him. That wasn’t the point now he hand a mission, and he had to find it, and make his wish.
He smirked, and laughed that a star had fell, and it was a wishing star, and they were very special, and important, he figured those impure, and imperfect demons wanted there dirty little paws on it, but what if he brought it to his father, he could wish for his rising, and the destruction of the human race, but he loved humans, they were pretty funny to him but he hated the hunters. They were inferior, and stupid. Who would hunt down a monster, or a demon, that’s just plain stupid? He would like to actually encounter one, and kill one.
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Post by andarial on Jul 20, 2010 20:02:40 GMT -5
She wandered through the streets, her body huddled in her jacket against the cold. The black leather was smooth against her fingers that brushed the cuff. She walked quietly, silent like the predator she was. The shape shifter moved gracefully like her cat form would. She paused as someone screamed, her sensitive hearing pinpointed where it came from and she set off. Her body moved fluidly from walking to running as she turned the corner of an alley and found what she was looking for. The first thing she did was inhale, to try to figure out why he was screaming if he was hurt or being attacked. He wasn't, but she did smell something different. His scent was that deceptive smell that was evil.
Evils scent was deceptive because it was often disguised. It smelled of humanity and death. The darkness was the smell of death. Like a freshly dead body that smelled soulless. Her lip curled and she growled. This wasn't exactly a demon. But still, though it may smell evil this creature could be one of the many misunderstood evils that lived out in the darkness. Stalking forward confidently her eyes landed upon the deceptively beautiful boy.
"Why are you screaming?" Her emerald eyes glinted dangerously, standing out against her pale skin. She was ready to transform at any moment, her body on alert. But she couldn't help run her eyes appreciatively over the boy's body. She had so much sin in her body. Lust, greed and pride they were well known to her. They were supposedly deadly but she had lived with them for a long time. Now these sins were making her appreciate someone who was supposedly evil. She wasn't afraid of evil beings though. She would take them on anytime. So which was he, misunderstood or truly evil.
Words:310
Muse: Ok
Song: N/A
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Post by Domino on Jul 20, 2010 20:22:11 GMT -5
It was just a shape shifter, who was a woman; he glared at her, why would she care if I was okay? He wondered, he just growled, and snarled. He then smiled and saw as a opportunity to have some fun in his new body, maybe to see his physically strength, but hell he was strong enough to take down a building maybe a couple of men, hell thousands of them. Hell...He was reminded of the chaos below, his father...He groaned a bit, and walked over to a bench, and sat down, he stared at the woman with his cold and crazed eyes. She should be running right now, why stay? “ I don’t need your sympathy, leave now vermin” He said, in a harsh deep tone, to be so young he had a deep voice, but it sometimes would become light when he was crazy, and psychotic.
He just smirked, and stared at her wondering if she would just leave, but she seemed to be full of Lust, greed, and pride. Sins made him powerful, and he could sense what she wanted, and she wanted him. He watched her stare at his face, and body, he canted his head, and began to laugh and chuckle. “What is it do you want...” He paused, and sniffed the air, and read her “ Andarial ? Do you want me?” He said, hypnotizing her with his voice. |
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Post by andarial on Jul 20, 2010 20:43:00 GMT -5
She leaned forward slightly, as if moving with the ebb and flow of his voice. The first comment went practically unheard when she heard the second. Shivering with a sudden desire she purred and said, "Yes. Yes I do." She usually got what she wanted and so taking the initiative she wandered closer to him, inhaling his scent deeply. She wasn't even put off by the fact that he knew her name. What was wrong with her? All she could think about was touching him, smelling him, and pleasing him. But as soon as he stopped talking she was back to normal.
Her mind flew to the possibilities. What could he be that had this power over her? she paused in her steps. Was it smart to do this? Be so lured by this creature whom she had no idea what he was. She shrugged and decided to go with it. Do what she wanted. It was what she wanted to do after all. She continued to move forward, a little saunter in her hips. She came up to him, standing a foot away and she watched him with half-lidded eyes. Some said she could kill with her looks, Andee liked to think she could cause desire with them too. The sultry look she gave him was one of those. Heated with want, with need.
She inhaled again, eyes rolling back in her head as her eye lids fluttered closed. His scent was intoxicating. Enough to drive her up the wall of insanity because she was trying to dissect it. Trying to figure out what part was human and what part evil. She could just stand there for hours trying to figure it out. But she had to curb this lust and that was all that was on her mind. Curb it before it burned her alive with it's fire.
Wanting to walk closer she restrained herself. She was smart enough to know when someone was dangerous. She would wait for him to invite her.
Words: 340
Muse: Better
Song: n/a
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Post by Domino on Jul 20, 2010 20:54:05 GMT -5
He smiled at her; he was making her fall for his trap. Was he really that interesting he leaned back, and put his leg over one of his other leg, and looked up at the sky. He hummed a bit, and then looked at his shape shifting friend, he smirked, and Laughed. “Why do you want me?” He asked, his voice was very calm, and soft. He wanted a reason, and if he didn’t have one, he would go nuts. His eyes looked at her very dully, and he tapped his finger on the bench, he sniffed the cold air, and sighed heavily. He whistled, and eyed her up and down, he tried to look for her desires and right now, she wanted to touch, smell, and please him, he smiled big from ear to ear.
“Would you like me to touch you?” He asked, grinning, and talking in his light, excited voice, that was quite childish, he patted the bench, and smiled. Waiting for her to sit, he wanted her to sit, he wanted to know what she wanted beside him, and was her mission. He smirked, and waited patiently, having his hand on the side of his face, and he leaned on it, he waited for her, and was just so curious, so curious that his right eyes blue colour turned black not full.
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Post by andarial on Jul 23, 2010 16:47:52 GMT -5
She groaned and felt her lust grow as he demanded the answer. Andee acted like dominant person in regular life, so she probably was. But in the bedroom she was submissive and a masochist. She loved living on that edge of danger where she could be hurt so much she could be seriously damaged. The pain though and the amazing feeling the pain brought her, was totally worth it. She purred and paced closer until her shins were brushing his. She wanted so much to just reach over and touch his cheek, and before she could stop herself she was doing just that, dragging the backs of her knuckles across his smooth, soft cheek slowly.
Why did she want him to touch her? She didn't know. Perhaps it was the fact that he radiated evil. She always had, had a thing for bad boys. But she couldn't stop herself from wanting them. The thought of them throwing her up against the wall and... She swallowed hard. "Maybe it's because you're evil," she whispered, her voice hoarse and her pupils blown wide. Her emerald eyes, usually bright and glittering, were now clouded in a haze of sexual desire.
As he asked if she wanted him to touch her she felt as if all the air left her lungs. Swallowing hard once again she leaned over him and brushed her lips against the shell of his ear to whisper in it, "Touch me where?" The way her voice sounded, it just made her feel completely and utterly filthy saying the phrase and she loved it. While she was hovering there, she took those few moments to inhale his scent once again only smelling it much stronger here. She straightened and grinned at him. The grin said "you won't win" but who knew if he really would or not.
Words:312
Muse:Ok
Song:Relentless-Jason Aldean
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Post by Domino on Jul 24, 2010 3:51:10 GMT -5
He felt her press against his knees, and her knuckle stroke his cheek, it was like being at the club with the so called strippers, but there was no stripping involved but there sure was going to be if he kept this up, he was quite annoyed he only had one eye for someone, but that wasn’t Andee, the girl he was looking for or stalking they so call it these days was human, and he just loved toying with her, but she is way in mystic falls, and he just had to finish this Star mission, he didn’t have time for seduction but if he did it wasn’t with her.
He heard her make the dirty comment, it made his eye twitch, and made him sick, she w=only wanted him because he was evil, and bad, also handsome he hated it, and not only that she was a hunter, his eyes widen, and then they slit he went crazy, and grabbed her by her throat, and pulled her from the ground. “ I hate hunters, and shape shifters like you, your just low scum like demons!” He growled and yelled, and let his black eye turn full but not his other eye, he wanted to kill this disgusting thing that wanted him but it would just a waste and he didn’t want blood on his face and clothes, because if he kills her, he would over do it a bit.
He threw her down, and began to turn on his heel, and walk away.
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Post by andarial on Jul 29, 2010 20:15:30 GMT -5
She allowed him to do as he wished. She was in no mood to fight. So instead she landed gracefully on all fours and stood quickly. Shrugging, she walked away from him. He was interesting but not enough to throw herself in danger. Though she did love living on the edge of danger, dying for someone so petty was not worth it. She would be fine and she wasn't one to kill over being rejected by a demon. Especially one who was obviously out of his mind. Crazy people were unpredictable, she knew that from experience. She was often called crazy herself.
Andee did not think of herself as crazy, just colorful. She didn't care about what other people thought. Though she could be full of anxiety at times she didn't think what they thought mattered much unless they mattered to her. Though she didn't like people talking about her it was more of just a preference of them saying stuff to her face so she'd know whether they were a danger to her or not. One couldn't watch their back enough in this world, especially if you were not human and you were in the human world.
"Your loss," she mumbled.
Words: 209
Muse: Weird
Song: Voice of Truth- Casting Crowns
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Post by Domino on Jul 29, 2010 21:42:30 GMT -5
He glared at her, as she walked away, he smiled a bit, then laughed at how pathetic she was, and what she would do to get him, but after his little scare he would be alone always....Alone...he lost his smile, and looked at the sky. “Is this what you want you monster?” He asked, he was angry with God, he wanted him to die, just like he was born to kill all of his children, even his beloved creation he called humans, he just chuckled a bit.
He shrugged his shoulders, and placed his hands in his pockets, he sighed, and began walking away, whistling his favourite tune, and fading into the endless darkness, he called Friend. |
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