tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2218632591044917166.post1368461468970140319..comments2015-02-19T19:19:14.951-08:00Comments on Blueray's ramblings: Its the things I don't know...BluerayDevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14972875874549016236noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2218632591044917166.post-84169845335802991562011-05-08T16:56:14.829-07:002011-05-08T16:56:14.829-07:00hahahaha xDhahahaha xDBluerayDevinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14972875874549016236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2218632591044917166.post-87541952137986575002011-04-24T21:33:20.506-07:002011-04-24T21:33:20.506-07:00Found you dad Janvier
[20:44] You: Excuse me but...Found you dad Janvier <br />[20:44] You: Excuse me but your not suppose to be here<br />[20:47] You: Christine comes running into the back room again having felt the presence of an intruder "DOn't know how you managed to get past the the wards but if your not out of here soon I'm going have to get all crazy angel on your butt!"<br />[20:51] You: Christine stares at the heavily muscular and tatooed man and wonders if he can hear her or not maybe underneath that hair he got his ipod on. She thinks she might just take her personal permanent marker and walk up behind him and see if she can write something stupid on his back. 'I'm deaf and dumb and realize I shouldn't mess with Angry Angels"<br />[20:55] You: Christine walks up and stand in front of him and stares into his orange brown eyes "Drugged or Drunk I should have guess" she says to herself<br />[20:57] You: She takes out her Permanent Marker "Well your not violent so I'm not going to smite you like I should she tells the zombie acting man, "But this is so you remember not to come back here uninvited" She starts to draw a mustache and gotee on his face<br />[20:59] You: She steps back and admire her work and has to laugh "Your luck y I don't have a wig and some glue you would really not like that<br />[21:03] You: Christine is both annoyed that this drugged out man is so oblivious to what is happening around him that she was able to draw on his face without waking him up. "God you are pissing me off' She says to him, then she unbluckles his belt and unbuttons his pants and ease them down his legs. "Nice boxers wonder what you got hidden under there" She says to him in a teasing sarcasticly way<br />[21:06] You: Pulling a small knife out of her back pocket she cuts the waistband of his shorts and continue to follow the cut all the way down the leg letting the boxer drop into a heap on the floor, with a big smile on her face she looks down at his junk then back up at him, "Not bad" "Bet it looks even better when you got it pumped up sorry that is not going to happen tonight" She takes her marker and starts to draw again, "I'm a big dick with no brains!" then drew a smilie face on the end of his penis<br />[21:09] You: Well I guess I'll leave you like this and wen you wake up Oh yea, She pulls out her marker again Christine Drachios was here she wrote with the marker on his forehead. "Nice meeting you jerkoff " "Have a good day" Laughing she puts her marker away and walk out of the room.Coven Mystichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02786611412636364079noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2218632591044917166.post-24236027479276826382011-04-19T13:56:22.452-07:002011-04-19T13:56:22.452-07:00Blueray is nothing more than a lingering nightmare...Blueray is nothing more than a lingering nightmare on the streets of Toxia, a monster in her own right spawned from Janvier. Her dark presence still stained the sidewalks and roads, that the oldest residents that remained still whispered her name in fear. She is fear and will find your fear, to weild it like the greatest of sharp weapons. <br /><br />Every now and then she can be seen walking once more those deserted streets, casting her blue gaze over the people that live there. Once did a man try to flirt with her, he was taught a valuable lesson...<br /><br />The demoness lingers, she always does...BluerayDevinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14972875874549016236noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2218632591044917166.post-29346506730927846482011-04-10T23:12:01.255-07:002011-04-10T23:12:01.255-07:00Christine falls asleep on the beach after a long h...Christine falls asleep on the beach after a long hard afternoon of weapon training where she got her ass kicked more than she kick ass. Which is not unusual for her because she is a awful fighter, still she is bruised and tired and sore and decides to console herself wrapped in a blanket near the fire on the beach. She yawns while looking around remembering that party on the beach here half a year ago now, that was the last time she recall seeing the demon Janvier. She remembers the tall muscular white haired demon with twisted horns on his head. She shivers thinking about him and glad he is no longer around but what happened to him she wonders, it was with this thought still lodged in her mind that she fell asleep with. Her mind floated on to many a strange plane frightening thoughts of a blue skinned female demon, of some barren sun soaked desert, of a dirty trailer the circling vulture overhead, some odd two story building with blood stained floors and a hidden underground and zombies. She also dreamed of a ancient battle between Angels and Demons images of the pit and of some high demon of the second or third circle who was saying something in a demonic tongue, It scared her so much it woke her up; Christine awakes in a cold sweat not knowing where she was at first she stares deep into the night wondering, fearing, doubting, having dreamt a dream that touched her deepest fears She grabs her sword and pulls the blanket closer around her, How the hell did you allow yourself to fall asleep on the beach! she curses her stupidity this is Tox you don't sleep on the beach come on Christine your not a newbie stop acting like one. With her heart pounding in her chest she gets up and makes a dash back to the voodoo shop. She hopes her Mistress is there she feels protected when she is near her, already pushing the memory of her recent dream into the deepest recesses of her mind.Coven Mystichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02786611412636364079noreply@blogger.com