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Post by Mellysassa Hertzog on Jan 26, 2010 12:25:17 GMT -5
OOC:
Just wanna tell... Ya mispelled Akihabara into AkiHIbara... >w<
It's changed, lol XD
And sorry for not being fancy lol X3
IC:
Akihabara. One of the busiest place besides Tokyo. Mostly because of the developments of electronics were greatly improved lately. But that's not the only reason of the crowds coming in and out of Akihabara...
It's because this place was the heaven of Otakus.
There were all kinds of people in this place, wearing all kinds of weird clothings - mage robes, warriors attires, beasts costumes, etc. This was a famous activity participated by all kinds of people from every part of the world. This grand activity is called as "Cosplay", and the people who cosplay are called as "Cosplayers". They were once considered as freaks by the other much normal people that were realistic and materialistic, who see no profit in cosplaying. But many did not know, that cosplaying wasn't about money and fames...
It was about love.
Yes. Love. And of course passion towards the animes, mangas, and games that they loved and cared about. Though they were not the realities, nor that it sounded important to the society, but they were one kind of thing that we can put our hearts into, and enjoy it fully. Just like the otakus and cosplayers. And this activity do benefits a lot of people...
Even the supernaturals.
Their odd behaviors and style of clothing could be considered as one type of cosplaying, and no mortals would be suspicious of them when they're here. Of course, in Japan, not much people mind or care about these people, as they were otakus all around in Japan. So thanks to this activity, the supernaturals were able to walk freely and act as they wished - although no hurting other mortals.
And so, a lot of supernaturals loved to come to Akihabara and lived like a mortal, but not restricting too much of their own behaviours.
Including the curseds...
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It was afternoon, 3 more hours to dawn, and Akihabara was busy as usual. Amidst the crowds of many cosplayers and otakus, there's one teen girl walking across the streets. She had a slim body, and long black hairs tied in high twin pony. She was wearing a Japanese school uniform, with an electric guitar strapped to her back. She was just like every teenage girls, but she had a great secret that none knew about it...
She was a cursed.
"Mrr..." The teen groaned to herself, but using a tone that leaned towards "purring" instead of "groaning". She walked along the crowds, like everyone else, and none seemed to be aware of her secret. Well, in usual times, she's just like every other humans, and will only transform when some certain requirements were triggered. Yet, she looked around in this busy road. Although she had been here for a lot of time, but she's still afraid of the people beside her. She sighed, and continue to walk.
She was a cursed since she was born, and had been living a chaotic live since then. She spend her early life in Germany, and her parents had been finding a way to let her escape from this curse, though they did not succeed at the end. Then, upon hearing that there's more chances to find these kind of people in Japan, they sent this young girl to Japan since she was 14. Although this cursed girl liked Japan, she loved Germany more than this place.
Sighing, she continue to search. She had been searching for 2 years in this Japan, moving from states to states, places to places, but she couldn't find one to help her, or was a supernatural like her. She wanted to become a normal human soon, and go back to Germany, not staying in this country. She looked up to the sky, and nodded. I still have a lot of time... She thought, and she walked quicker. But where to? She had no idea. But she will find...
For that special someone.
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Post by Angela Seraphim on Jan 26, 2010 15:48:36 GMT -5
Japan, a land known as the rising sun, to where people flock for peace, tranquility, and all things Anime and Manga related, as well as Video games, oh how far Mortals have fallen. They were lax, and too boring now, not at all interested in anything beyond their own mannerisms. Obsessed with believing themselves to be better than they were. Oh how weak the Human race was. If they knew what was really going on, their men would spend their days in fear from the agony, however, there were things that kept them from knowing about things like her. Things that threatened the existence of humanity.
She was a girl with a pure heart, at least that was her thoughts on it, as she found herself here, and to destroy humans, would be a game that she would enjoy the most. She didn't care that her dark existence was shadowed by being part human. She was to be their demise, but she would have fun, making them suffer for their sins, for being born human, and for being ignorant of their true masters. Nope, they would pay for their ignorance and stupidity, one Human at a time. She would enjoy their blood for sustenance, when blood pouches were not available, and she would enjoy their cries of agony and fear, as she would remove the life from them.
She was a Vampiress, if only a half blood, her name, was Angela Elizabeth Seraphim, a noble, by her own right, even if that wasn't truly the way of things. Her blond hair bouncing as she walked. She was alone, using a pair of Sunglasses and an umbrella to hold off the sunlight from her. She didn't really know why she chose to be out in the day, was it just to be able to watch the humans, in their pathetic daily routines? She didn't really know why she was even in Japan at the moment, it was probably just some trip caused by boredom. She did know that she could get blood any time here, and hide the bodies with out much trouble, the luck of being in such a place.
She watched, as they were being amusing, in their costumes, some even thought she was in a costume, oh how wrong they were. This elegant black dress, and the black ribbons, no, she wasn't dressing as a Gothic Lolita Vampiress, she was one, but by doing so, they did manage to entertain her, and so, she wouldn't kill them, yet, no, not until a later date.
She then found herself with a problem, a boy stepped on her toe. Oh why did he do that, it didn't matter to her. She would kill him for it. She smirked as she put the charm into her voice. "Oh little boy, oh little boy, please come to me, so I may see" she spoke, as the boy turned, easily charmed by her, and she took him to a nearby alleyway. She then grabbed the boy by the throat, and held him to the wall, as she slowly, drew her nail across his tender flesh. She watched as his eyes went from wonder, to fear, to blank, as she strangled him, forcing the blood to come out more, as she drank from him, she was going to drain him dry, in daylight, though not close to anyone. She didn't let a single drop go to waste, as she then dropped his body into a nearby trash can. She then left him there, as she went back about her day, holding the umbrella still.
Oh, what pleasure she gained, from knowing that human would never grow up, and from knowing that he was punished for stepping on her foot. She felt that by being cruel, she was being just, and by slaughtering the poor child, she had proven her point. She was just following her station in life, to be above the Mortal humans. The boy hadn't even been allowed a scream or a sound, as she had silenced him quickly. She was filled, and she knew that the mother would cry, the entire family would cry, when they realized, that the boy was dead, and that made her laugh. She continued to watch the Humans running about, and wondered, if she hadn't came here, just to kill some humans?
She stood near a building, in the shade though, as she watched, wondering just what else there was to entertain her? Was there to be more fun to be had? More torture and pain to inflict on those unworthy of living? Was there more things to keep her busy with her days? She just knew that this was the beginning of the fun time she had wanted. She wondered if the Vampire who's progeny she was, would be proud of her? |
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Post by Roxanne Rhyannon on Jan 26, 2010 20:45:14 GMT -5
Japan, a land known as the rising sun, to where people flock for peace, tranquility, and all things Anime and Manga related, as well as Video games, oh how far Mortals have came. They still possessed the natural ability to look forward and inward to make their short lives as stimulating as possible. They sought the truth and were more curious as they learn how little they still know, and yet in spite of their own short time, they still seek to improve the world. Oh, how strong the human race was. Innocent of magic, they were chosen to live a more carefree life, the existence of humanity will always remain constant. The humans are simply to strong willed to be go away.
She was a girl with a pure heart, at least that was her thoughts on it, as she found herself here, and to help humans, would be a game that she would enjoy the most. She didn't care that some humans had a darker existence. She would be their guiding light in the darkness, and she would have fun, making them lucky for their lives. And when she found those who were hungry, she'd leave them food in their sleep.
She was a pixie, small and sprightly she dances, her fae name, Roxanne Raisa Rhyannon. She belonged to a modest family of fae whom were always well known, but never near royalty. Her sunny blond hair swayed as she skipped around. She'd found a lovely hill to play before she started to look for a human's day to make brighter. She knew exactly why she'd chosen Japan, she loved the sky from this island. The young lady was no bigger than a flower, and she was sitting on a lily pad in a small pond. Sitting next to two frogs whom were happily singing with her...
kero...kero, The frogs sing ~
kero... kero, The frogs ping !
kero...kero, They laugh and play ~
kero...kero, Oh how do they say ...
kero, kero, kero!
Roxanne sung as they frogs provided the backup. The three inch and a half fae was spinning on the lily pad and once she finished with the song she assumed a frog position and started making kero sounds, to any passing human she seemed like a normal frog, this was due to her power over glamor. She giggled and enjoyed her play time so much that she forgot to pay attention to her environment...
Suddenly a huge swish sound was made, the young pixie felt herself getting pulled swiftly. By the time she realized it, she'd been been caught in a net by a human thinking she was a frog. The human was large bloated and had a funny nose, those were the few details that the fairy could notice as she sighed, how was her life, that she brought luck, but lacked any of it in her life.
The man flung the net over his back and started walking, the young girl fidgeted in the net, but couldn't get out as her foot was stuck in the net. The man was carrying her to be cooked and eaten, how did the young pixie know this, simply becasue the man was singing...
kero... kero, How tasty !
kero... kero, How yummy !
kero... kero, Deep fried and battered !
kero... kero, To those I cook must be flattered !
kero, kero, kero!
The song was catchy and the young girl found herself providing the back up in her frog voice, but suddenly realized that she would be the one to be cooked, which made her whine out in fear.
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Post by Mellysassa Hertzog on Jan 27, 2010 1:14:50 GMT -5
The teen was still walking, underneath the great sunlight. It's just like any other normal days in her routine, where she went and search for a special person - although she was still unknown whether was there such person in this world. Yes, she do heard about all sorts of tales about vampires and fairies, but she never met one before. She would hope to meet one, though, and to make friends with them. Well, she didn't wanted to feel left out, and that's why she wanted to find a friend just like her own.
The girl walked passed a small pond, and her sensitive ears caught on a melodious song. She turned around, but found no people singing. Then she began to wonder, and blinked at the mysterious voice that she heard. It was a faint hum, to her, but it's still hearable for the cursed girl. Although she looked normal on the outside, she still had a slight similarity with her cursed form as a beast...
A tiger.
Hmm... Where this sound came from...? She wondered, and was still looking around, before she saw a man, went passed her with a net. She looked at the man full of curiosity... Why would someone carry a net around here? Was there any fishes to catch? Speaking of fishes... Her stomach growled, and she frowned. She's hungry, and need to be feed.
"Nyaaan..." She purred sadly, and looked unenergized. She looked around for any foods, but find none. She sighed, then continue to walk off from the pond. Man with net? Well, Akihabara was fulled of weird things and surprises, so there's no big deal for a man carrying a net in the middle of the afternoon. That's until the girl saw something otherwise though...
The man was carrying a frog in his net.
She blinked. The man's going to eat the frog? Well, she did eat one before, but that's only during her cursed form, and it's only once... Okay, maybe twice... I don't know! I can't remember what I did! She yelled in her mind, before she caught on the song that the man sang. She frowned. The man was singing such a bad song, which made her mood went bad. She did noticed how the frog struggled with one of its leg got stuck on the net, and that's what made her feel like doing something good once a while.
"Sumimasen, Ojii-san," She started polite, and tapped on the man's shoulder. She wanted to try persuade this man out to let go of the frog that he captured. Well, she was trying to avoid a fight in the middle of the crowds. "Can you release this poor frog over here?" Of course, if all else failed, she would use force on him...
As she looked at the frog, and sniffed, she felt different. This frog was very different, from other frogs that she had eat- I mean, played with before. But the young girl wasn't sure what's so different about this frog, and she will find out as soon as she saved this frog...
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Post by Angela Seraphim on Jan 27, 2010 13:36:04 GMT -5
She was surprised, when she heard singing, and it wasn't far away either. She thought about it, and wondered what could be making such an entertaining song. She smiled and skipped joyfully, what? A Tyrant can't skip? Well too bad, the little vampiress found herself wanting to find it, and to hide as a human, she needed to act as if she was younger than she looked. She really did want to find out what was going on, and noticed a man, not too far from her. She also noticed something interesting, it looked like a frog, sounded like a frog, but it didn't smell like a frog.
She also watched a girl try to get his attention, and try to talk him out of eating it. She probably didn't even know that that thing wasn't a frog, but then, she herself didn't know what it was either. She didn't know what she was doing, but she decided she would watch for a few moments, before acting. She wanted to see what was happening, and to see it full threw the end, as this situation was interesting. She knew her words could reach them, as long as she stayed near., so stayed quiet for the moment.
She didn't know why the Frog didn't smell like a frog, and would have to ask it later, if it survived this. Though she found it funny how many people had gathered around. Some were watching the girl, some where watching the guy, neither watched the frog. She suddenly smirked, as she realized just how to take care of the problem, and mess with the ugly human. She looked at her nails, realizing they were sharp enough. She spoke silently, using her charm, and knowledge of the wind, as she moved swiftly "Oh sir, Oh sir, please wait a moment, there is something that needs your looking over, just a moment, please." She spoke, her words echoing to the man, as he was put into a daze, he was a weak willed mortal, probably some drunk.
She then danced up, and showed him her necklace, making as if she was asking about it, as she danced around behind him, and cut the net, grabbing the 'Frog' and moving swiftly away, before anyone could think her less than an illusion, but the net was still gone, and empty. Just what had happened? All she knew was she was giggling, as she kept the Camisole over her, and went into the nearby ally way, before leaping up to the top of the small building, and holding the umbrella in a way to keep her from the sunlight.
"Oh little frog, oh little frog, what is that smell, please tell me, oh froggy, before I resort to other means to find out." she spoke, looking at the "Frog" Wanting to know why it didn't smell like a frog. She didn't look back, so didn't know if the other girl had noticed, or followed her, it didn't matter to her, she didn't seem anything but human, compared to the smell of this frog. She was ready to interrogate the little creature, until it revealed it's true nature. She didn't even really care that she saved it from getting eaten. It didn't really matter to her, as she was curious as to the entertainment value of a frog that smelled not like a frog. She then had a thought, and looked at it. "You are not a Toad, are you?" she asked. She did realize though, that she couldn't charm anyone else until Nightfall, being that her powers were that limited.
She was just lucky that it was closer to late afternoon, than early day, otherwise that might worry the young tyrant. She just kept looking at the frog, waiting for it's reply, her twin ponytails, blond in color, just seem to sway in the wind, as she looked, her black dress keeping close to her young nubile figure. She did have a bit of a dark cute look to her, whether she knew it or not. She did know though, that there were those who did think they saw her, and wondered if they would even believe or continue to think about her, when they thought she got up to the roof, though she was hiding under the ledge on the roof, so not even her Parasole was showing. |
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Post by Roxanne Rhyannon on Jan 27, 2010 16:55:13 GMT -5
The heavy-set man stopped in his tracks as the young girl walked up to her, as she asked to please let the little frog be at peace and free, the man simply snorted, "No, Never, Not in a million years."
The man turned around and started to walk away, but it was at this time that the second player to the stage appeared, at this point the tiny pixie didn't really know what was going on, she was working more on getting her foot untangled. As the young girl dressed like a Gothic Lolita spoke, the man found himself dazed by her entrancing beauty. Before Roxanne managed to realize what was going on she felt herself freed from the bothersome net of thy fat man.
Like a fun ride, suddenly the pixie felt the wind blow by as the girl whom had rescued her whisked her away to a rooftop, her eyes still closed, only when did she hear the girl's playful tune did she open her eyes. Roxanne listened to the girl query of her existence, she simply smiled as the illusion faded, revealing her pixie form, she was wearing casual clothes that she'd saw humans wear, only it was much smaller. She wore a blue jacket, white undershirt, and bluejeans, her feet were uncovered and her nails painted blue. Her bright green eyes sparkled as she opened her mouth.
Toad call me not ~
Thanks to you I'm no longer caught ~
I am a Pixie from the shire ~
And you my friend must be half vampire ~
Roxanne Rhyannon you may call me ~
I'd be dead if you'd have let me be ~
The Pixie was standing in the woman's hands and curtsied with the most respect she could muster, she smiled and sat down in her hand, she'd feel only as heavy as a small bowl, and looked very much like a doll of some kind. Her clover shaped wings sprouted from her back and fluttered a bit, she remained seated, looking up at the young half vampire.
May I know your name? ~
To repay you ~
Please tell me ~
Young lass ~
please ~
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Post by Mellysassa Hertzog on Jan 28, 2010 2:37:07 GMT -5
(OOC: Why do we love ponytails so much lol XD)
The girl frowned and growled under her breath. Oooh...! How much does she wanted to turn into her cursed form now and rip this man off from her face, tearing him up and throw towards the black crows, then smash his bone into pieces, grind them into powders and throw them to the sea- no wait. If any of the animals ate his flesh, they would be disgusted at how bad the meat was. If the powders were spread into the sea, the sea would be poisoned and a lot of seafoods- I mean, sea creatures would die in just a minute. She wouldn't let this happen, for she needed to eat- save the animals from this calamity.
She glared at the man with hatred - hatred for being such rude to her, and hatred for not being kind. She gripped in fists hardly, and was going to raise her arm, punching towards the man... Until a young girl came across her - or rather, danced across her, and went forward towards the man. She blinked at that sight, and she could smell something is weird with this young girl too...
She didn't smell like humans.
The twin pony blinked in confusion, as she saw how swift the young girl danced and moved, cutting the net, and saved the frog away. She blinked again, and wonder how did that happened in just merely a second or two. She frowned, and began to wonder. Could it be...? She's one of herself? Her eyes widen upon those thoughts, and quickly followed her into the alleyway, and saw her leaping up to the top of the building. She blinked. There's no human that was as good as she was- no. This was already extraordinary, and even she herself could do it only while in her cursed form...
"Oh little frog, oh little frog, what is that smell, please tell me, oh froggy, before I resort to other means to find out."
The cursed girl blinked as she heard what the young girl said, and wondered how she could smell it too. Thanks to her curiosity, she began to look a way up there, and saw an iron ladders leading towards the rooftop. She immediately climbed on it without any hesitation, and used her skillful climbing skill to move up in a quick pace. It was then then heard the blond haired girl asking the frog, that it was actually NOT a toad. The cursed tigress blinked, and wondered. If it's not a frog, then what it is? Feeling very interested in this kind of topics, she hasten her pace in climbing, and was in time just to see the frog transformed into another thing...
A little pixie.
The cat- tiger girl blinked as she saw that scene, and grinned in joy. Finally, she had found another supernatural being, like her! To top of this, there were TWO supernatural beings! Her heart screamed in joy as she saw that scene - a pixie and a half-vampire - and with excitement, she jumped up from the ladders and landed on the ground beside those two in a loud thump, before looking at them with starry eyes.
"Really?! You're a pixie and you're a half-vampire?!" The girl beamed in full joy, and looked at the two with eyes full of excitement. She wanted to ask them questions - about being a supernatural - and of course ask about how can a cursed return back to normal as a human. Her feline tail started to sprout out as she was excited, and her cat- tiger ears popped up from her hairs. Her tail waved from left to right in a high speed, expressing her joy and enthuse.
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Post by Angela Seraphim on Jan 29, 2010 11:17:59 GMT -5
She watched in amusement as the Frog revealed itself to be a Pixie, and even knew she was a Vampiress. She smiled darkly at this. "I am known as Angela Elizabeth Seraphim, but most call me Bloody Angel, or just Angel, and for saving you, I think I deserve a Reward besides your thanks, hmm, but what would be a fitting reward for such an achievement, oh, I know-" she was cut off by some cat girl, who was exclaiming happy things about them being what they were.
She just looked at the pixie, before speaking quietly. "Oh Pixie from the Shire, yes I am but a Vampire, I have saved your life, so I request this to suffice, before you go and throw a blame, all I want is your true name." She spoke, mimicking the pixie's mannerisms, she had heard in old tales, that by using their true name, you could make them your servant, pet, or slave, or summon them for any cause. This would prove useful to her, as she knew that this being might have powers that might help herself out. What? Tyrants aren't supposed to rhyme? Now you've got to be kidding me!
She then turned to face that cat girl creature. "Not so loud, there are humans about, they don't react to nicely to Vampires being in their midst, and Pixies tend to draw a crowd, so if you will but Shut up for the moment.....wait, are you a shifter? Hmmmm" she smiled darkly, as she had a thought. She realized, such creatures also could be coerced to serve her, but first, she would have to have the Pixie's name, if only so that she could use it's service. They were both rather cute, even if they were not Vampire. She could use them for such wonderful Entertainment, or torture them to hear their screams.
Speaking of, she looked back at the Pixie, with a dark look, as she grabbed her and held her up to her face. "If you are wise, you know that I can be quite vicious, and I am not above draining your mystical blood from you on a whim of hunger, little one, oh pretty one." she whispered, to give her a sense of willingness to give her the name, she had already been holding the little one, so now holding her close like this, made it easier to not show the shifter the threat that she was giving.
She would have to wait a moment, to see if she could get them to be part of her court, but it would take a few moments, as they both would have to react to her, and show either favor, or fear. Fear, such delicious fear, it made her lick her lips at the thought of it. She wanted to have some blood soon. |
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Post by Roxanne Rhyannon on Jan 29, 2010 16:16:33 GMT -5
The tiny little pixie was stunned by the woman's demands, it seemed like the little vampirc human wished to make a pawn of the tiny pixie. In response, the fae started to struggled to get out of her grip, to her dismay she failed. This woman named Angela Elizabeth Seraphim was a sly one indeed. Roxanne started to wish she'd never been saved at all, she could have proabaly gotten away from the large man, but getting out of this bold woman's grasp was a much harder task.
The pixie sighed, looking at the woman, Angela was quite beautiful, Roxanne always thought that half creatures were very exotic looking, often getting the best features of both worlds, she found herself blushing as she looked at Miss Seraphim. She was charmed, not by magic, but by beauty. Roxanne looked away, she wondered if she could get out if this pickle and not die.
Can I perhaps reward you with good luck?
My blood please don't suck!
My name you want in exchange for your good deed?
If you must know, it is Fieldreed.
Roxanne whined, her face painted in a slight mixture of fear and charmed by the woman's abrasiveness, the young pixie found it hard to stop looking at her. She knew her new lot in life was now to serve this woman along with her typical duties of bringing luck to humans. Maybe this woman would be good to her? How naive her thoughts were.
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Post by Mellysassa Hertzog on Feb 1, 2010 0:12:30 GMT -5
(OOC: Extreme short post xwx Gomen...)
The cat girl blinked, and tilted her head. I thought people love supernatural things? I mean those in Akihabara? She did not spoke it out, but only thought to herself. "Shifter? What's that?" She continue to blink, and wonders. Could it be her kind? But she's a tiger, not just any animals. She frowned, and began to wonder about this seriously.
"I haven't seen any others like you people or me myself, so I don't really understand what's that... shifter, is..." She spoke softly, and her ears dropped a little. She didn't want to offend anyone around here, and she really wanted to know what she is, and how to get rid of this curse. She stood there and watched, with her tail still wriggle and swinging around.
Fieldreed? She blinked at the pixie's name, and wondered. Didn't the pixie just said that she was "Roxanne Rhyannon"? This was weird, absolutely weird. But she didn't know any of the rules of faes and stuffs, since she's been alone all these times, hanging around with humans. And she only knew about her own stuffs, as a cursed, that she would turn into her half-beast mode when meeting her specific requirements. She didn't know about the others, but she assumed that they would be the same as her too. How simple her mind was...
Soon, the time ticked slowly, and soon it's going to strike 1700, the time of the dawn... When that happened, this cursed tigress would transform fully into her half-tiger mode, and lost all senses as a human. But the cat girl didn't realize about that fact, and still sat there and watched the vampiress and the fairy conversed. Her tail still swing and wriggle in excitement, and hoped that someone would teach her a thing or two for being a supernatural...
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Post by Angela Seraphim on Feb 1, 2010 16:21:43 GMT -5
The little tyrant vampire looked at the Pixie with a smirk, as she easily gave up her true name, that was much easier than Angela could have wished. She now knew she had the power she wanted, the ability to call this girl her toy, and servant and slave. "So, your name is Fieldreed?" She spoke, with an interesting twinkle in her eye, as she went about looking at the Pixie, before holding her in her hand, in a softer way. "Well Fieldreed, you are mine now, to serve and to keep me entertained." she finished as she looked at the poor little thing, now her's if she had done it correctly.
She then looked at the cat girl like person. "You do not know what a Shifter is, and yet you obviously are not human, sadly Humans are more intelligent, you are a being that has a form, that isn't stable, it changes, though looking at you, I wonder if your not just stuck in that form, or some genetic reject, created by the humans, oh well, I will do what I can, I can either make you my servant, or end your misery, oh feline one." she spoke, her tone completely calm, yet her words were something dark and devious. She seemed to be toying with the idea of keeping the creature as her pet.
She stood up, and carefully placed the pixie on her shoulder, as she looked at the girl, her Parasol still held to block out the sun. "So, do you think you would be wise and choose to join me, as my Servant and pet? Or would you rather I drain the blood from you, and leave you to rot here?" she asked, her eyes showing interest, yet her face was showing a dawning boredom. She was a tyrant, she didn't care that the girl was possibly going to fight, she would just have to kill her, if she did. If she chose to join though, then she would have herself a Shifter to work with, and who knew, maybe a personal body guard, if she proved to be a good one.
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Post by Roxanne Rhyannon on Feb 2, 2010 11:36:44 GMT -5
The little pixie sighed with disappointment, she'd given her name up without a fight, she always lacked any strong will to conflict with others, and this seemed to always cause her even more problems than she required. Her new master's hands were soft though, and she wondered if observing this woman would give her a new sight into the minds of those whom values were more tainted than her own.
She listened to the young woman whom had appeared, A human whom has powers, but doesn't know of any other whom do, this meant she was either a halfling like Angela or she'd simply been cursed. She gasp though as the half vampire threaten to suck the young girl's blood. Was this the kind of monster she'd been cursed to be around? 'No no no, I need to go...' but she didn't know how or when she should try and escape from this woman's hold.
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Post by Mellysassa Hertzog on Feb 2, 2010 12:35:10 GMT -5
The young girl widen her eyes as she heard the young tyrant's words. Her head went down and her hairs covered her eyes, hiding all her expressions. "B-B-Become your slave or die...?" The cat girl trembled, but it wasn't about fears. It's about something else than fear... And it's going to burst in any second...
"YES! I DON'T MIND WORKING FOR YOU!!!" And there she went, latching towards the half-vampire and snuggle her, though she avoided the little pixie on her hand. She nuzzled and snuggled her new mistress, and she really didn't mind the idea of working for a vampire. Why? First, she loved vampires - like those in the Twilight movies. Second, she was looking for someone to take care of her. Third, she want to be in a group of supernaturals so that she didn't need to be alone anymore.
Although... The objective of the vampiress was very different from her reasons. First, she's a tyrant - she will NOT be like any romantic vampires like the tigress had seen. Second, she would not take care of her. Third, she only want this young girl to be her pet, not as a hang-out partner or whatsoever. So there, the reasons and objective of the tiger cursed was miserably rejected and crushed by this half-vampire tyrant.
Tick... Tock... Tick... Tock... DONG~ DONG~ DONG~
The clock stroke 1700. And that's the time when it's dawn time. The sun half-set and hang on the side of the world, painting the whole sky in orange and red-ish theme. This was the worst time for the young tigress, for she would transform fully into her beast form...
A half-tiger.
"Grrrrrllll..." The young tigress growled deeply as she was still holding on the vampiress. Slowly, her claws were formed, and her nails became sharp. So was her face, as it became much beastly than her usual cutenes. Her legs started to grew some muscles, and tiger stripes appeared on her body. "ROAR!!!" And there she was, transformed into a half-tiger. Her eyes turned yellowish and sharp, unlike her usual crimson eyes. She let go of Angela as she roared, and stood up tall, with her roars echoed through the alleyway. She looked at Angela and Roxanne with her pair of dangerous eyes, and her beastly raged expression. She latched towards the vampiress in the next split second, and...
...purred in her laps.
"Mrrrr~" The tigress remained her usual cat voice, and purred against Angela. She had lost all her human senses, but her memories still stayed. She knew who's her friends, and who's her mistress now...
But will the vampiress see the same thing about the tigress?
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Post by Angela Seraphim on Feb 2, 2010 13:15:55 GMT -5
"I hope you are not thinking of escaping me, Roxanne, for we have tons of fun things to attend to, you may think me cruel, but I am really just another being trying to get along in this world, if you will give me the chance, I am certain you will come to love and respect me." she spoke, her tone calm, almost as if she was sitting down to tea. She had kept her eyes on the Shifter, not certain of her reactions at first, thinking that the shifter would indeed strike, until she leaped at her, and then declared that she would love to work for her. She just laughed darkly. That was easier than she imagined. She now indeed, had two new minions to play with. They should be entertaining.
She was then accosted by a strange sight, one that she had never seen before. She watched as her new and willing servant transformed into a beast, one that looked magnificent, for one of the purposes that Angela had in store for her. She was prepared when it roared, to fight back, but instead, it went to loving up on her. She gently stroked it, with a dark smile. "I think you will fit nicely as my guard, you may even become one who I will not kill on a whim, if you serve me proudly." she spoke, not even worrying about what the Pixie thought, as she looked at the dusk that was starting. She then looked at the pixie again, and smiled gently, though her eyes held the same bored look.
"Roxanne, would you care to join me for tea and watch the sun set for now? We have much to discuss, including your outfit, I think you could do with something cuter, and classier." she spoke, her eyes twinkling a little in the lowering light, as she continued to gently pet her willing servant, and hold her unwilling slave. She really did wonder, if her slave would become a Toy of her's, to play with, one that was cherished enough to never leave her side.
She looked at the ground, noticing there were less people out now. "If we are to get Tea, we should go find a Cafe, before it closes, Humans, why do they have to avoid the nocturne, it is so beautiful then." she asked, as she prepared, she could charm anyone out of worrying about her Shifter, she was certain, that or drain them of their blood, oh how delicious that would be. She moved to jump. |
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Post by Roxanne Rhyannon on Feb 2, 2010 17:03:27 GMT -5
Roxanne could only submissively nod her head when it seemed like her new master saw her very thoughts, she wondered if this vampire had some kind of ability to sense thoughts, but that may be simply too much for even a half vampire. Love and respect? She loved all things, but she also feared some things, right now, one of those things was this woman. She wondered what this fun was that Angela spoke of, and if the little pixie would find it
She watched the young woman, suddenly she realized she knew the young girl whom had changed.
Oh sweet Mellysassa, how long has it been ?
I think more than ten ~
You may not remember me ~
For your eyes could not see ~
We've met once before ~
And it seems we will many more ~
She smiled, she had a fairly okay memory when it came to people whom she had helped in the past, but it took the sight of her changing to fully jog the little Fae's memory of the young cursed girl.
Once at your birth, I bestowed luck ~
Luck to handle with that very sad curse ~
She looked at the vampire girl once again as she spoke about her dress, the little Fae nodded her head, giving into one of her many future demands. She had one cute and classy dress, she found herself hopeful that her master would approve of the outfit... she shrugged off the odd thought.
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