I had quietly left the group of cybernectics yesterday, installing Kishi as their new leader and folding up my coat. Putting it on a table placing my comm unit on top of the coat, I knew I wouldn't be needing them anymore where I was going. I made a last sweep of the factory, taking it all in with a fondness that was there just not so strong. I had done all I could while longing to be elsewhere, I had worked hard to pull them together but Kishi she would do a better job. I gripped the railing of the railing that was around the hole, I threw myself over it to land with a thud and walk off.
I looked back once heaving out a sigh, I may not have belonged there or felt a complete part of them. Still leaving out of the blue was a wrench for me, I made a vow a heartfelt vow that will stay etched on my heart for all time. I will never harm a Continuum member. I turned my back on them I was going to be happy for once, and be damned if its something I want and had wanted.
The steps of the Pit looked like a large tongue that lolled out of the maw of a giant beast, my heart beat so fast I was scared it would burst inside my chest. Slowly I walked up the steps taking each one with each stride, til I was inside the Pit and stood before Pieter.
"Yes Bluebie"?
"It is time, I want to come home".
He went to his throne motioning me to follow, I was half behind him half at his side as is usual for me. He ordered me to kneel before him, I pointed out we established a year ago I don't kneel. I got my insignia of the Shadows back, I was part of my old family again. I couldn't hear the voices as I did the first time round, I wasn't part of the telepathy that we all shared. Either way I felt more at ease than I had in a long time, I was finally home and the Shadows they all welcomed me back in to the fold. They had missed me too. I guess though I have to work my way back up to my old place, no worries I didn't mind having to earn my rank back. Gives me something to do.
After I was back in we went out in force to FishCo, we picked up Kaira who had been corrupted by Pieter to see the darker side of life. Kaira I know how my Lord favours her, as ever I will wait I will be there when its done and over. I like Kaira despite me breaking her, she was a monster a thing twisted to be what we all are. Free. Kaira joined us too became a Shadow, the day was an overall win for us.
Soon the darkness will spread over the city, we will create fear like no other. I will regain everything and become the terror that stalked the streets, it will be always behind my Lord's wake. Pieter.... The man that done more than anyone for me, saved me, raised me, led me, drew me in when no one else would. Moulded me to be the epitome of what a Shadow is, almost perfect he called me this time I will be perfect.
Soon its the begining of the old, only with a brand new twist.
Lulz of the day:
[15:11] Martko Swords: ok ok
[15:11] Martko Swords: hows about
[15:11] Martko Swords: Sainsburys Mastercard
[15:11] Martko Swords: there
[15:11] Martko Swords: :D
[15:11] Blueray Darkes: :P
[15:11] Martko Swords trys to find bluerays Card slot
[15:11] Blueray Darkes: LOL I shop at Tesco
[15:12] Martko Swords pulls out his tesco mastercard
[15:12] Martko Swords: wheres the slot?
[15:12] Esso Brezoianu: im pretty sure you would have the same chance with a library card
[15:13] Blueray Darkes: Rofl
Showing posts with label Cybers. Show all posts
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Thursday, 24 September 2009
Wednesday, 23 September 2009
The Continuum
I had my time in The Continuum over the months I was there, I made sure to do what was best for the group as a whole and for its individuals. It often made me upset despite the fondness for the group, it wasn't my group and I did my damnedest to make it mine. In the end where does it lead you?
My RP has been conflicting I miss what I no longer had, while trying to make something of what I had gotten. I do honestly like the members of The Continuum, I got to know them better than I would have done had I not been there at all. I had some really good times with them, times that I have had the honour and privilage of having. Yet GMs that are unhappy overall are not good GMs, they become slackers [like myself] and fall in to some rutt. [I became a serious slacker, but still tried hard]
I can go home now.
I hadn't really planned on it being so soon, maybe I figured it would stretch to a few more months at least. After all I was only a temperary solution, specially since I got no idea about what being a cyber is about. The way I took over was odd and estranged, I beat down the grumbles in the ranks and halted those who undermined me. Maybe if I stayed longer I would have gotten more used to the role, or maybe no length of time would have ever helped that sense of not being.
Family is everything no matter the family, I had wanted that imprinted on them. I made sure I stayed loyal and devoted to the family I led, no matter my ties to who or what my first priority was to TCs. Never doubt that.
Goodbye Continuum, we had fun together. I enjoyed the time though I tainted it with my sorrow, I wish you good fortune and luck in the future <3
Quote:
Pontifex: You can take the girl out of the Shadows, but you can't take the Shadows out of the girl.
My RP has been conflicting I miss what I no longer had, while trying to make something of what I had gotten. I do honestly like the members of The Continuum, I got to know them better than I would have done had I not been there at all. I had some really good times with them, times that I have had the honour and privilage of having. Yet GMs that are unhappy overall are not good GMs, they become slackers [like myself] and fall in to some rutt. [I became a serious slacker, but still tried hard]
I can go home now.
I hadn't really planned on it being so soon, maybe I figured it would stretch to a few more months at least. After all I was only a temperary solution, specially since I got no idea about what being a cyber is about. The way I took over was odd and estranged, I beat down the grumbles in the ranks and halted those who undermined me. Maybe if I stayed longer I would have gotten more used to the role, or maybe no length of time would have ever helped that sense of not being.
Family is everything no matter the family, I had wanted that imprinted on them. I made sure I stayed loyal and devoted to the family I led, no matter my ties to who or what my first priority was to TCs. Never doubt that.
Goodbye Continuum, we had fun together. I enjoyed the time though I tainted it with my sorrow, I wish you good fortune and luck in the future <3
Quote:
Pontifex: You can take the girl out of the Shadows, but you can't take the Shadows out of the girl.
Thursday, 3 September 2009
I hate magnets
I went to the church today I was due for the cross, only I was gonna go just with my family. I hadn't expected all of the Shadows to show up to, it wasn't their problem I didn't know they were gonna be there. Show up they did to support me to back me up and my family, Martko taunted me he seems oh so impressed he cracked my heart plate. Oh nice you almost killed me lets feel proud about it, fuck you; you fucking asshole.
Shit went down Shadows wondered off, Righteous used some magnets to slam me on to the cross. You think this will stop me? You think this will make me scream for forgiveness? I know that the people of the church see us cybers as freaks of nature, I was there when they told Terrox that to his face. I did have him under my control at the time to attack the church, silly that his mind was so easy to grab a hold of. Ah the days of a demon.
They let me down my family is pissed off and so we plan, plan to make their lives Hell because we got the tech and the know how. Honestly I'm still pretty clueless about it all, but I make out that I got some grasps on the subject.
Thank you Pieter for being there, thank you Shadows. My old family my new family I thank them all, and I will always love Pieter my Lord. And there is Skyler he would be pissed off about the cross when he hears about it, we are closer than we were before because I'm teaching him. His appearence now resembles something of my old self albiet male, but there are differences but I feel a great swell of pride I can use a technique to give him all he needs to know. Next up is his powers, I wonder what he has.
Before I decided to pass out for the reminder of the night I encountered Patches, my adopted son who is a cat along with his brother D and his sister Freyja. Yeah yeah I'm a mother sort of. I spoke to him a little before then turning my attention to Delrith and the retreating Cid, I noticed his clenched fists his tightened jaw. With that I decided to harress him as my newest toy of amusment. I figured I'd follow them to the seawall but their talk was boring and I needed to reaquint with my lover Delrith, but before I had chance to say goodnight the red skin Pontifex shows up.
He asked me to arrange a business deal and I agreed to meet with him on Sunday, so we would have plenty of time to discuss the things that he wanted. I am rather surprised to see him back also in the city, and without his angel woman Merma attached to his arm. I wondered what had happened to her, perhaps he killed her since after all he is a demon and its in their nature to do away with mates that displease them. Pontifex also used to own the Nareth, but whatever happened to her is also unsure.
I don't bother to think on the mysteries of people's affairs.... I will go to doing my favourite hobby, watching the city corrupt the innocent people.
Lulz of the day:
[11:12] Skyler Hennesy: Blue likes to play, sometimes her toys get broken. You should see her bill for that sex shop she buys her toys from."
[11:12] Skyler Hennesy whistles loudly and shakes his head 'She's rough, what can I say?"
Shit went down Shadows wondered off, Righteous used some magnets to slam me on to the cross. You think this will stop me? You think this will make me scream for forgiveness? I know that the people of the church see us cybers as freaks of nature, I was there when they told Terrox that to his face. I did have him under my control at the time to attack the church, silly that his mind was so easy to grab a hold of. Ah the days of a demon.
They let me down my family is pissed off and so we plan, plan to make their lives Hell because we got the tech and the know how. Honestly I'm still pretty clueless about it all, but I make out that I got some grasps on the subject.
Thank you Pieter for being there, thank you Shadows. My old family my new family I thank them all, and I will always love Pieter my Lord. And there is Skyler he would be pissed off about the cross when he hears about it, we are closer than we were before because I'm teaching him. His appearence now resembles something of my old self albiet male, but there are differences but I feel a great swell of pride I can use a technique to give him all he needs to know. Next up is his powers, I wonder what he has.
Before I decided to pass out for the reminder of the night I encountered Patches, my adopted son who is a cat along with his brother D and his sister Freyja. Yeah yeah I'm a mother sort of. I spoke to him a little before then turning my attention to Delrith and the retreating Cid, I noticed his clenched fists his tightened jaw. With that I decided to harress him as my newest toy of amusment. I figured I'd follow them to the seawall but their talk was boring and I needed to reaquint with my lover Delrith, but before I had chance to say goodnight the red skin Pontifex shows up.
He asked me to arrange a business deal and I agreed to meet with him on Sunday, so we would have plenty of time to discuss the things that he wanted. I am rather surprised to see him back also in the city, and without his angel woman Merma attached to his arm. I wondered what had happened to her, perhaps he killed her since after all he is a demon and its in their nature to do away with mates that displease them. Pontifex also used to own the Nareth, but whatever happened to her is also unsure.
I don't bother to think on the mysteries of people's affairs.... I will go to doing my favourite hobby, watching the city corrupt the innocent people.
Lulz of the day:
[11:12] Skyler Hennesy: Blue likes to play, sometimes her toys get broken. You should see her bill for that sex shop she buys her toys from."
[11:12] Skyler Hennesy whistles loudly and shakes his head 'She's rough, what can I say?"
Wednesday, 26 August 2009
Monster revealed
A day ago we had some human supernatural in our base, chained down to the table and in the name of medical research I brutilised them. Odd that she suddenly became a he but then this is Toxia, and for once around my family I could shed the mask. I revelled in dishing out the breakages, the cuttings and they were around me watching with predatory grins. Flesh is a design the unified voice whispered, flesh is weak and so are the ones we experiment on.
Its been far too long since I talked about technique, Fareabel and myself had one of those talks to see if we could out do eachother. I enjoyed it and I was finally able to show my true nature to my family, though I think that underneath some of them perhaps hate me or fear me for it.
Yesterday though.............. Yesterday my sisterwife on her own request was turned vampire by Pieter, and all of Kaira's damn white fur pissed me off so I shoved her in to Picket's spilled blood. Ooh and that got the little kitty chained to the alter by Picket, and subsequently tortured by her and by myself. Nothing as satisfying as hearing someone scream in agony when you caused it, I think her mind broke before her spirit and will did. This is good for then she will be another monster, something akin to myself and yet I know she will come for me. I'm not afraid let her come, let her enjoy doing to me what I did to her. Pieter healed her though gifted her again, one more chance to walk with Shadows.
You can throw yourself in to the place where you are, but is it truely where you want to be?
I am the monster revealed no longer in hiding, time turns and I bide my time. I have helped create a monster, I will nurture her hate as I have nurtured mine.
Lulz of the day:
[9:49] Picket McDonnell's Tentacle Pet: Oh my FUCKING GOD! You didn't just poke me in the EYE?!?!?! DAMNIT! Does that LOOK like a cock to you, Skyler! Jeeeeeze that HURT!
Its been far too long since I talked about technique, Fareabel and myself had one of those talks to see if we could out do eachother. I enjoyed it and I was finally able to show my true nature to my family, though I think that underneath some of them perhaps hate me or fear me for it.
Yesterday though.............. Yesterday my sisterwife on her own request was turned vampire by Pieter, and all of Kaira's damn white fur pissed me off so I shoved her in to Picket's spilled blood. Ooh and that got the little kitty chained to the alter by Picket, and subsequently tortured by her and by myself. Nothing as satisfying as hearing someone scream in agony when you caused it, I think her mind broke before her spirit and will did. This is good for then she will be another monster, something akin to myself and yet I know she will come for me. I'm not afraid let her come, let her enjoy doing to me what I did to her. Pieter healed her though gifted her again, one more chance to walk with Shadows.
You can throw yourself in to the place where you are, but is it truely where you want to be?
I am the monster revealed no longer in hiding, time turns and I bide my time. I have helped create a monster, I will nurture her hate as I have nurtured mine.
Lulz of the day:
[9:49] Picket McDonnell's Tentacle Pet: Oh my FUCKING GOD! You didn't just poke me in the EYE?!?!?! DAMNIT! Does that LOOK like a cock to you, Skyler! Jeeeeeze that HURT!
Saturday, 8 August 2009
Things that happened
Stupid little upstarts...
They will all be crushed eventually either by her or others, she was hoping they would get bored with their rantings. Carry on ranting it only brings more cybers to her door, more cybers for her to recruit and more for the rogues to say she has enslaved.
I had begun to wander the streets once more, to get away from being cooped up in that empty place. I have also sheparded more cybers in some of them new, some of them returning faces in a sea of familar people who returned. Fareabel and Terrox came home at last, but the leadership is still mine. I do not lead with a heavy heart or with a misconcieved perception, I protect my family as I have protected my old one when I was in their ranks.
More often than not I walk alone as always, stricken with my own awkardness and heavy mortality. Sickening this knowledge knowing that I will die again, yet striving to make myself immortal with techonology.
At least recently I been feeling more like my old self, I have weedled out deals either by sheer lieing or being devious. I like that being sneaky saying one thing to then do another, I still had my old skills and no one would know any better. Simply because people trust me more...... Odd city this.
On a side note I suppose I have watched the start of Pilgrim's fall and corruption, just as I said it would happen even when she denied such an event would occur. More the fool of the angel then, more righteous they are the harder they fall anyway. I like watching, when I'm not parcipating. I'm an observer, like my Walker days.
Speaking of notes.....
I remember back when I was a wolf prowling the streets, doing Janvier's bidding though he was really Belial possessing Janvier. Confusing no? Not to me not now, maybe then a bit but I learned since then. I was sent to bring back a human and not just any human, a Righteous one called Vishous. Like myself she became a great Shadow, like myself she became a demon. Yesterday she had it all torn from her she was made human, ripped from everything she had come to know and love. Everything... Sounds familar something I can relate to. Hopefully though Vishous will find herself, maybe stay on the old path maybe go on a new one.
Full circle
Pity mines an oblong.
Lulz of the day:
[17:16] Picket McDonnell giggles and says "I think you like your waffles as much as I like my twinkies" she puts a hand up and says "until they are creamfilled goodness... I'll pass"
[17:16] Blueray Darkes: Try looking in his pants then
[17:16] Picket McDonnell: ha!
[17:16] Keaton nearly chokes
They will all be crushed eventually either by her or others, she was hoping they would get bored with their rantings. Carry on ranting it only brings more cybers to her door, more cybers for her to recruit and more for the rogues to say she has enslaved.
I had begun to wander the streets once more, to get away from being cooped up in that empty place. I have also sheparded more cybers in some of them new, some of them returning faces in a sea of familar people who returned. Fareabel and Terrox came home at last, but the leadership is still mine. I do not lead with a heavy heart or with a misconcieved perception, I protect my family as I have protected my old one when I was in their ranks.
More often than not I walk alone as always, stricken with my own awkardness and heavy mortality. Sickening this knowledge knowing that I will die again, yet striving to make myself immortal with techonology.
At least recently I been feeling more like my old self, I have weedled out deals either by sheer lieing or being devious. I like that being sneaky saying one thing to then do another, I still had my old skills and no one would know any better. Simply because people trust me more...... Odd city this.
On a side note I suppose I have watched the start of Pilgrim's fall and corruption, just as I said it would happen even when she denied such an event would occur. More the fool of the angel then, more righteous they are the harder they fall anyway. I like watching, when I'm not parcipating. I'm an observer, like my Walker days.
Speaking of notes.....
I remember back when I was a wolf prowling the streets, doing Janvier's bidding though he was really Belial possessing Janvier. Confusing no? Not to me not now, maybe then a bit but I learned since then. I was sent to bring back a human and not just any human, a Righteous one called Vishous. Like myself she became a great Shadow, like myself she became a demon. Yesterday she had it all torn from her she was made human, ripped from everything she had come to know and love. Everything... Sounds familar something I can relate to. Hopefully though Vishous will find herself, maybe stay on the old path maybe go on a new one.
Full circle
Pity mines an oblong.
Lulz of the day:
[17:16] Picket McDonnell giggles and says "I think you like your waffles as much as I like my twinkies" she puts a hand up and says "until they are creamfilled goodness... I'll pass"
[17:16] Blueray Darkes: Try looking in his pants then
[17:16] Picket McDonnell: ha!
[17:16] Keaton nearly chokes
Monday, 13 July 2009
Killing in the name of Terrox
Why should I allow a known trouble maker join my ranks? Why should I simply because she used to serve Terrox?
I don't have to and thus I shall not, I need no other reason than the one I give. Yet this cyber woman is intent on killing me in the name of Terrox, who I might add is a friend of mine even when I was a Shadow.
Sunrayne is an irritant.
Lucky for me that a lot of people wish to hunt her, saves me the hassle of beating her up again. Listen to her and know she can't keep anything straight, I'm a traitor to Shadows and TCs yet I'm a slave of the Shadows. Right that makes a lot of sense, no really it does.
Idiot...
Lulz of the day:
[17:08] Wotan Aeon: "Yeah..you gonna offer me your cookie?"
I don't have to and thus I shall not, I need no other reason than the one I give. Yet this cyber woman is intent on killing me in the name of Terrox, who I might add is a friend of mine even when I was a Shadow.
Sunrayne is an irritant.
Lucky for me that a lot of people wish to hunt her, saves me the hassle of beating her up again. Listen to her and know she can't keep anything straight, I'm a traitor to Shadows and TCs yet I'm a slave of the Shadows. Right that makes a lot of sense, no really it does.
Idiot...
Lulz of the day:
[17:08] Wotan Aeon: "Yeah..you gonna offer me your cookie?"
Wednesday, 10 June 2009
Flawed
Blueray....
They say she was almost perfect, not quite there but so close to prefection to have it obtained easily in the end. However the ex-demoness had been flawed, the only thing she knew of that made her flawed was emotion.
A human thing a human trait to feel too much and too deep, though it was always her anger that ruled her heart and actions. The need for vengence that drove her, though she showed care to but a few her family she kept great fondness for. Love was a flaw in her own demonic nature, that she would endanger her position and herself to save them. Yes she loved but then all beings have the potential to love, unfortunantly for her she was a bit too open about it.
Flawed...
If she perhaps had less emotion and let her anger, hate and sheer contempt for the scum take her completely, then perhaps she would have been the perfect demon the perfect Shadow. Still flawed as she was she did dedicate her life to them, done exploits that won her renown and hate through out the city; such things she had done and achieved were still spoken about. This was perhaps some good news to her own ears to hear, and the Lord of Shadows still held her in high regard.
Abomination. She knew that she had simply gone from one form of abomination to another, and her desire that was mere greed to return to her old way of life grew to torment her. How she suffered with this on her own finding her own feet, to make the best of the situation using her like of The Continuuim to be their leader. Duty and love do not work together one always has to give, like of something over time can become love to deepen the duty and dedication she now gave to her new family. Blueray is a troubled woman besieged on all sides by past, desire, greed, sorrow, all the guilt she couldn't feel was filled with never-ending loss that made her seriousness seem like a cloud over her head.
Isn't it about time she stopped dwelling on the past? To look forward and forge a future with who and what she had? All the while her body dies from the inside out while the nanites continue to halt, the destruction of her own body cells caused by the infestion of toxins. For all her sins she will never repent or say she was a pure innocent, for all her crimes she would do again over and over.
Reformed... Like fuck.
Completely flawed, but loving it.
Lost.
Troubled.
Yet fully determined.
Lulz of the day:
Brandon: Didn't you block morons sooner than 2007?
Blueray: No... Those were retarded morons
They say she was almost perfect, not quite there but so close to prefection to have it obtained easily in the end. However the ex-demoness had been flawed, the only thing she knew of that made her flawed was emotion.
A human thing a human trait to feel too much and too deep, though it was always her anger that ruled her heart and actions. The need for vengence that drove her, though she showed care to but a few her family she kept great fondness for. Love was a flaw in her own demonic nature, that she would endanger her position and herself to save them. Yes she loved but then all beings have the potential to love, unfortunantly for her she was a bit too open about it.
Flawed...
If she perhaps had less emotion and let her anger, hate and sheer contempt for the scum take her completely, then perhaps she would have been the perfect demon the perfect Shadow. Still flawed as she was she did dedicate her life to them, done exploits that won her renown and hate through out the city; such things she had done and achieved were still spoken about. This was perhaps some good news to her own ears to hear, and the Lord of Shadows still held her in high regard.
Abomination. She knew that she had simply gone from one form of abomination to another, and her desire that was mere greed to return to her old way of life grew to torment her. How she suffered with this on her own finding her own feet, to make the best of the situation using her like of The Continuuim to be their leader. Duty and love do not work together one always has to give, like of something over time can become love to deepen the duty and dedication she now gave to her new family. Blueray is a troubled woman besieged on all sides by past, desire, greed, sorrow, all the guilt she couldn't feel was filled with never-ending loss that made her seriousness seem like a cloud over her head.
Isn't it about time she stopped dwelling on the past? To look forward and forge a future with who and what she had? All the while her body dies from the inside out while the nanites continue to halt, the destruction of her own body cells caused by the infestion of toxins. For all her sins she will never repent or say she was a pure innocent, for all her crimes she would do again over and over.
Reformed... Like fuck.
Completely flawed, but loving it.
Lost.
Troubled.
Yet fully determined.
Lulz of the day:
Brandon: Didn't you block morons sooner than 2007?
Blueray: No... Those were retarded morons
Sunday, 24 May 2009
Zaphod - Part Two
Sunup the next day I pull out a small, tiny cube that unfolded and formed my new favourite weapon. The chainsaw sword that I snatched up and placed on my right hip, I made sure it was secure before heading out to join the small group of cybers. They are all that remains of a pocket of resistance, a few tanks and a few overhead heavy duty guns. Not much of a resistance but these fuckers must have put up a hell of a fight, they were still here despite their numbers dwindling.
"Right then the tortoises are the tanks of their army, take them out first then the rest is easy. Lizards are kamikaze idiots while the snake like ones are the swords people. You deal with what you can, our tanks and guns will take out the big shits". Zaphod told me calmly while all around us gear up, cyber parts of various things clicking and locking in to place. I was impressed by their fighting spirit. "What does that blade of yours do"?
I grin, "It makes giblets".
So we waited for the monsters to arrive a dust cloud on the horizon, in its midst they were there stampeding to us in a blood frenzy. Those things wanted to end our existance for good, but we cybers don't die so easily we live through technology. Flicking out another small cube my moterbike was formed out of it, unsheating my sword I lept on to my bike revved the engine and drove in to battle. I suppose if you know about final Fantasy Seven then you can imagine, that I felt a lot like Cloud Strife right now. Standing on my bike I readied my blade leaping in to the air at the first tanking reptile, however I hadn't expected it to be so damn fast. It knocked me out of the air and using my claws in the ground, I skidded up dirt behind me as I tried to stop my backwards motion. Next time I tried that I used its arm to springboard off, landing on its shoulder and slashing my sword across its throat. It bled to death it fell with a loud, earthshattering crash, I jumped off landing on my own feet.
Splattered with blood I went on the offensive leaping on the dieing carcass, my blade cut and it sang the song of war and blood I killed five of their tanks. By that time I was in my own sort of frenzy I saw nothing but red, I ran in to the midst of those monsters me and my sword we sang together. They retreated away I was breathing heavy, exerted covered in blood....
Zaphod told me well done its time to rest.
My systems shut down.
Lulz of the day:
Picket McDonnell: JESUS CHRIST BANANAS!!
"Right then the tortoises are the tanks of their army, take them out first then the rest is easy. Lizards are kamikaze idiots while the snake like ones are the swords people. You deal with what you can, our tanks and guns will take out the big shits". Zaphod told me calmly while all around us gear up, cyber parts of various things clicking and locking in to place. I was impressed by their fighting spirit. "What does that blade of yours do"?
I grin, "It makes giblets".
So we waited for the monsters to arrive a dust cloud on the horizon, in its midst they were there stampeding to us in a blood frenzy. Those things wanted to end our existance for good, but we cybers don't die so easily we live through technology. Flicking out another small cube my moterbike was formed out of it, unsheating my sword I lept on to my bike revved the engine and drove in to battle. I suppose if you know about final Fantasy Seven then you can imagine, that I felt a lot like Cloud Strife right now. Standing on my bike I readied my blade leaping in to the air at the first tanking reptile, however I hadn't expected it to be so damn fast. It knocked me out of the air and using my claws in the ground, I skidded up dirt behind me as I tried to stop my backwards motion. Next time I tried that I used its arm to springboard off, landing on its shoulder and slashing my sword across its throat. It bled to death it fell with a loud, earthshattering crash, I jumped off landing on my own feet.
Splattered with blood I went on the offensive leaping on the dieing carcass, my blade cut and it sang the song of war and blood I killed five of their tanks. By that time I was in my own sort of frenzy I saw nothing but red, I ran in to the midst of those monsters me and my sword we sang together. They retreated away I was breathing heavy, exerted covered in blood....
Zaphod told me well done its time to rest.
My systems shut down.
Lulz of the day:
Picket McDonnell: JESUS CHRIST BANANAS!!
Saturday, 23 May 2009
Zaphod - Part One
My trips to the mainland had been twice now in the space of a week, the first time was mere exploration. The second time I ended up in some desolate city more run down than Toxia, the buildings were in ruins the stone artichecture crumbling. Place was deserted so I thought anyway, turns out it wasn't the case at all. I was dumpster diving for something to eat, unaware that someone had snuck up behind me. When the first voltage hit me it made my spinal injecters unload the nanites in to me, a second charge then a third til I was on my knees while my circurity overloaded. Whole thing fried to a cinder all the fucking wires, the world goes black the last thing I see is a masked face. Before I pass out completely I feel myself being carried, then I forgot everything else as I succumbed to the forced sleep.
I awoke to find myself chained to some table my legs, left wrist and hand had been removed, the chains attaching around the stumps that were left and around my right wrist. I actually have a metal cap with clasps on each leg stump, it makes it easier to attach the legs and keeps them in place. Briefly I struggled while lamenting the once again familar situation, a hand was pushed on to my chest right over the heart cavity.
"Steady now", gruff male voice hinted with a weary note. "Don't want ya hurting yourself". He left so I turned my head to see where he had gone, the male was board covered in scars a wound that was recent still healing slashed over his back. He had fually cybernectic legs and arms, an eye visor I recognised as something my own wife wore. Whoever he was he seemed old grey of hair, even his shorts or what was left of pants torn and tattered. Yet he moved with the fluidity of youth possibly spurred on by his own nanites, I saw my hand limp in his own then he began to work on it.
"What are you doing"? I asked.
"Fixing this ere circuitry, idiot melted it all together. We'll get it running again, don't ya worry now lass".
I sighed as he was more than likely going to put something fucked up in the subroutines of it, but at least the Hive protected us from that back at Toxia. Without here though..... "Hive won't let you mess up my head".
He grunted refusing to answer.
"Who are you though stranger"? This one was female I recognise her voice, I remember her its her fault I ended up like this freak of nature. I lifted my head and that confirmed it, Zaphod that red headed woman was leaning against a doorframe. Her mask as usual on her face possibly with that cocky grin of hers, I glared at her before letting my head back down. "Blueray, I'm the leader of the continuum. You left me in charge".
A sharp gasp, "Lads let her go she's safe, she aint working for them I know her". After I was sitting on the table edge rubbing at my left arm stump and my leg stumps dangling, she came up to me to look me over see if I wasn't damaged. "You changed a lot since I saw you last, they'll fix your shit up without messing it. How is everything, hows the Hive"?
"Fine and the Hive is fine too", I said back to her. Course she would be worried about the Hive she made it, its like her baby and it acts like one treating her like its mother. Now that I could see around the room it was less a room and more like a caved out dirt hole, a few work benches with parts on them the table I sat on and one barely working med tank. Wow what a fucking dump. It felt croweded with three people in here, I bet it was cramped if there was more in here. Sardines in a tin.... "Where am I"?
Zaphod moved to the guy who was working on my limbs, he started re-attaching them soon as he was done with them. I was grateful for them to be back, I flexed my left hand and kicked my legs. All in working order and better than before.
"You're in my birthplace well not this hovel but the ruins above, my people are here they needed me back". She seemed to twitch, "I lied when I said I lost my arm on the boat, it was actually chewed off by one of the monsters here".
I quirked an eyebrow at her, "That would explain why the Toxia monsters never scared you".
"Heh yeah. Milertary here were playing God, mixing human DNA with that of snakes, lizards and tortoises. They succedded but the creations mutated beyond their control, they escaped the lab they were born in decimating the army and the city's people. They tore down most of the city defence, whatever people they didn't manage to kill they left to die on the streets". She looks at me as if asking me to call her a liar, I refused to say anything so she continued, "Those of us who were already experimenting with technologly in humans became as you see us now, we used the same knowledge to help the dieing to live and they joined with us. We figured the monsters would just escape to the wild and not come back, we were wrong the snakes had far more intelligence than their fellow comrades. They began to breed to gain in numbers, then they attacked us and we been fighting them ever since".
Silence fell then I took a deep breath about to say something after all, when some kid dashes in and blurts that the monsters were on their way.
"Distance"? Zap asked barking her question.
"Be here by sun up tomorrow Ma'am", he was out of breath so it stuttered a bit.
"Well then Blueray, looks like you can help us out while you're here".
Great I thoguht just what I needed, a bloody god damn battle that isn't my own to fight in.
Lulz of the day:
Blueray Darkes: I think the cat just farted.
I awoke to find myself chained to some table my legs, left wrist and hand had been removed, the chains attaching around the stumps that were left and around my right wrist. I actually have a metal cap with clasps on each leg stump, it makes it easier to attach the legs and keeps them in place. Briefly I struggled while lamenting the once again familar situation, a hand was pushed on to my chest right over the heart cavity.
"Steady now", gruff male voice hinted with a weary note. "Don't want ya hurting yourself". He left so I turned my head to see where he had gone, the male was board covered in scars a wound that was recent still healing slashed over his back. He had fually cybernectic legs and arms, an eye visor I recognised as something my own wife wore. Whoever he was he seemed old grey of hair, even his shorts or what was left of pants torn and tattered. Yet he moved with the fluidity of youth possibly spurred on by his own nanites, I saw my hand limp in his own then he began to work on it.
"What are you doing"? I asked.
"Fixing this ere circuitry, idiot melted it all together. We'll get it running again, don't ya worry now lass".
I sighed as he was more than likely going to put something fucked up in the subroutines of it, but at least the Hive protected us from that back at Toxia. Without here though..... "Hive won't let you mess up my head".
He grunted refusing to answer.
"Who are you though stranger"? This one was female I recognise her voice, I remember her its her fault I ended up like this freak of nature. I lifted my head and that confirmed it, Zaphod that red headed woman was leaning against a doorframe. Her mask as usual on her face possibly with that cocky grin of hers, I glared at her before letting my head back down. "Blueray, I'm the leader of the continuum. You left me in charge".
A sharp gasp, "Lads let her go she's safe, she aint working for them I know her". After I was sitting on the table edge rubbing at my left arm stump and my leg stumps dangling, she came up to me to look me over see if I wasn't damaged. "You changed a lot since I saw you last, they'll fix your shit up without messing it. How is everything, hows the Hive"?
"Fine and the Hive is fine too", I said back to her. Course she would be worried about the Hive she made it, its like her baby and it acts like one treating her like its mother. Now that I could see around the room it was less a room and more like a caved out dirt hole, a few work benches with parts on them the table I sat on and one barely working med tank. Wow what a fucking dump. It felt croweded with three people in here, I bet it was cramped if there was more in here. Sardines in a tin.... "Where am I"?
Zaphod moved to the guy who was working on my limbs, he started re-attaching them soon as he was done with them. I was grateful for them to be back, I flexed my left hand and kicked my legs. All in working order and better than before.
"You're in my birthplace well not this hovel but the ruins above, my people are here they needed me back". She seemed to twitch, "I lied when I said I lost my arm on the boat, it was actually chewed off by one of the monsters here".
I quirked an eyebrow at her, "That would explain why the Toxia monsters never scared you".
"Heh yeah. Milertary here were playing God, mixing human DNA with that of snakes, lizards and tortoises. They succedded but the creations mutated beyond their control, they escaped the lab they were born in decimating the army and the city's people. They tore down most of the city defence, whatever people they didn't manage to kill they left to die on the streets". She looks at me as if asking me to call her a liar, I refused to say anything so she continued, "Those of us who were already experimenting with technologly in humans became as you see us now, we used the same knowledge to help the dieing to live and they joined with us. We figured the monsters would just escape to the wild and not come back, we were wrong the snakes had far more intelligence than their fellow comrades. They began to breed to gain in numbers, then they attacked us and we been fighting them ever since".
Silence fell then I took a deep breath about to say something after all, when some kid dashes in and blurts that the monsters were on their way.
"Distance"? Zap asked barking her question.
"Be here by sun up tomorrow Ma'am", he was out of breath so it stuttered a bit.
"Well then Blueray, looks like you can help us out while you're here".
Great I thoguht just what I needed, a bloody god damn battle that isn't my own to fight in.
Lulz of the day:
Blueray Darkes: I think the cat just farted.
Saturday, 4 April 2009
Fire on South beach
Unseen I stood upon the apartments watching the helicopter go past heading for the beach, since the creature had been caught its legs cut off it was immobile. Yesterday there was sloth serum delivered to every faction, good ole Meg so hard working and deligent. It was the serum that got the creature down, used for the benefit of the city. So I thought.
One of the Agents was beaten and dragged to the beach, the other one that was still flying the helicopter tried to get awawy. The thing was shot down and before it exploded the agent lept for his life, only for him to be swarmed by the residents of Toxia. Both agents were dragged to the beach, I moved to the small archway to watch the scene. They were questioned and it was Pieter's voice I heard who whipped the people up in to a frenzy to kill, it was his voice that incited the mainlanders should be burned. All in the name of showing this government they shouldn't have abandoned us, show them what the city is they will die for the mainland's sins.
Agent Hexicola: "Weren't you all mainlanders once"?
His question hung on the murderous air unanswered, my own silent answer was yes we were. Yet here we are calling this hole our home, and here I am unable to stop the deaths about to occur. He didn't beg for his life he asked to go home, slumped over the creature and lamenting about TV. That's when the fire was started the agents and the creature burned, the two human men screamed while their flesh seared and charred. They were burned alive at the stake, though I thrilled at the murder I knew there had to have been a better way. Once the fires died taking the fleeing souls with the flames, I lept from my perch and landed on the sand below. I addressed the mob, asking all those wasn't there a better way than killing them. Pieter piped up telling me not to be retarded, I said when those two don't return to the mainland they will send more. Again it was Pieter who spoke saying then they will deal with them, in the Toxian way and the Toxian fashion. I turned away from them still feigning I was reformed in some way, and I took to the rooftops again.
Turning to where the beach lay a second helicopter flew over, it launched missles at our supply ship blowing it up in a rather large mushroom cloud. Bogac was beside me he saw it too, I whirled on him as I pointed. "See this is it what the actions cost us, we could have had the Coven make up some potions to wipe their minds or the magick peoples to do mind spells". I guess I was seeing the bigger picture I was a thinker after all, the year of being a Shadow taught me to see the waves of consequences of your own actions. Bogac agreed with me but no one thought of it they just wanted the men dead, and now everyone will suffer for the shit they caused to fall on us. The lycan then began to think of ways to defend our city since there will be more to investigate the disappearences, he suggested my cybers could make the weapons needed and he had a large amount of faith in us.
I went to the streets then and just wandered through them, my mind churning with the crisis that was going to happen. Stopping at the garage I saw some Ryders hanging around Duckie, I was invited in I began to talk to them. Duckie had been captive in the hospital so I told him about the ship he uses to get in supplies, I knew about from a few rumours in the city and what Duckie once told me himself. He was distraught if I can put a name to his re-action, I discussed with the Ryder vampires its not just the food you need to worry about. Its the other things everyone uses too such as moter parts, oil, gasoline, ammo, as I listed it off they began to realise what this meant. I gave a few suggestions on how they can help, they got to work on it.
Before I left South Pieter found me sneaking up behind me, his shadow talons gripping my right shoulder and piercing my skin. He threatened me for using sloth serum for the capture, if I didn't stop using it there would be Hell to pay. Remember the Omegan Institute. I should be angry at him for making the mob murder, for bringing this on our heads. Pieter's words run like lava over me, he lulls me saying he misses me.
"I have my memory of us in K-tox, just us and no one else", I said.
Does he want an encore?
I'm not sure but that time those few hours, will never be tainted by the anger, the disappointment, the neglect, the fact he slams his foot down on me when he thinks I got out of line. I'm a different person battling with my darkness, I feel no guilt or remorse for anything I do. Somewhere inside me my desires to do what I used to do to the people, somehow they feel wrong and this makes confliction. I was once feared and hated, I was even desired by the men. Pieter hugs me we talk more after a while he lets me go saying we should move, I tell him I know its because the ex Shadow who was hated shouldn't be seen snuggling with the hated Lord. So he caught me out this time in the game, bad move on my part to let factions use the sloth serum. Like hell I would stop using it if I can get it, just have to be more careful next time. I wasn't a Walker for nothing, I wasn't council for nothing. For all his threats and smooth talking, he has no real hold on me I can do as I please.
I always do as I please, but I will make sure to guard and defend what is mine. Everything can be manupilated to benefit a whole, another lesson I learned well. Hey its not like I'm going to ever become some twisted defender of the city... Fuck that!.
Lulz of the day:
[18:19] Colleen Marjeta realizes she doesn't want to hear about marriages gone bad and crosses the street to chat with very evil shadows instead
[7:53] DCS2 2.34: Van Reinard Armors SELF
[7:54] DCS2 2.34: Van Reinard hurtsThemself
One of the Agents was beaten and dragged to the beach, the other one that was still flying the helicopter tried to get awawy. The thing was shot down and before it exploded the agent lept for his life, only for him to be swarmed by the residents of Toxia. Both agents were dragged to the beach, I moved to the small archway to watch the scene. They were questioned and it was Pieter's voice I heard who whipped the people up in to a frenzy to kill, it was his voice that incited the mainlanders should be burned. All in the name of showing this government they shouldn't have abandoned us, show them what the city is they will die for the mainland's sins.
Agent Hexicola: "Weren't you all mainlanders once"?
His question hung on the murderous air unanswered, my own silent answer was yes we were. Yet here we are calling this hole our home, and here I am unable to stop the deaths about to occur. He didn't beg for his life he asked to go home, slumped over the creature and lamenting about TV. That's when the fire was started the agents and the creature burned, the two human men screamed while their flesh seared and charred. They were burned alive at the stake, though I thrilled at the murder I knew there had to have been a better way. Once the fires died taking the fleeing souls with the flames, I lept from my perch and landed on the sand below. I addressed the mob, asking all those wasn't there a better way than killing them. Pieter piped up telling me not to be retarded, I said when those two don't return to the mainland they will send more. Again it was Pieter who spoke saying then they will deal with them, in the Toxian way and the Toxian fashion. I turned away from them still feigning I was reformed in some way, and I took to the rooftops again.
Turning to where the beach lay a second helicopter flew over, it launched missles at our supply ship blowing it up in a rather large mushroom cloud. Bogac was beside me he saw it too, I whirled on him as I pointed. "See this is it what the actions cost us, we could have had the Coven make up some potions to wipe their minds or the magick peoples to do mind spells". I guess I was seeing the bigger picture I was a thinker after all, the year of being a Shadow taught me to see the waves of consequences of your own actions. Bogac agreed with me but no one thought of it they just wanted the men dead, and now everyone will suffer for the shit they caused to fall on us. The lycan then began to think of ways to defend our city since there will be more to investigate the disappearences, he suggested my cybers could make the weapons needed and he had a large amount of faith in us.
I went to the streets then and just wandered through them, my mind churning with the crisis that was going to happen. Stopping at the garage I saw some Ryders hanging around Duckie, I was invited in I began to talk to them. Duckie had been captive in the hospital so I told him about the ship he uses to get in supplies, I knew about from a few rumours in the city and what Duckie once told me himself. He was distraught if I can put a name to his re-action, I discussed with the Ryder vampires its not just the food you need to worry about. Its the other things everyone uses too such as moter parts, oil, gasoline, ammo, as I listed it off they began to realise what this meant. I gave a few suggestions on how they can help, they got to work on it.
Before I left South Pieter found me sneaking up behind me, his shadow talons gripping my right shoulder and piercing my skin. He threatened me for using sloth serum for the capture, if I didn't stop using it there would be Hell to pay. Remember the Omegan Institute. I should be angry at him for making the mob murder, for bringing this on our heads. Pieter's words run like lava over me, he lulls me saying he misses me.
"I have my memory of us in K-tox, just us and no one else", I said.
Does he want an encore?
I'm not sure but that time those few hours, will never be tainted by the anger, the disappointment, the neglect, the fact he slams his foot down on me when he thinks I got out of line. I'm a different person battling with my darkness, I feel no guilt or remorse for anything I do. Somewhere inside me my desires to do what I used to do to the people, somehow they feel wrong and this makes confliction. I was once feared and hated, I was even desired by the men. Pieter hugs me we talk more after a while he lets me go saying we should move, I tell him I know its because the ex Shadow who was hated shouldn't be seen snuggling with the hated Lord. So he caught me out this time in the game, bad move on my part to let factions use the sloth serum. Like hell I would stop using it if I can get it, just have to be more careful next time. I wasn't a Walker for nothing, I wasn't council for nothing. For all his threats and smooth talking, he has no real hold on me I can do as I please.
I always do as I please, but I will make sure to guard and defend what is mine. Everything can be manupilated to benefit a whole, another lesson I learned well. Hey its not like I'm going to ever become some twisted defender of the city... Fuck that!.
Lulz of the day:
[18:19] Colleen Marjeta realizes she doesn't want to hear about marriages gone bad and crosses the street to chat with very evil shadows instead
[7:53] DCS2 2.34: Van Reinard Armors SELF
[7:54] DCS2 2.34: Van Reinard hurtsThemself
Tuesday, 31 March 2009
What the hell? A plane crash
Not to many days ago some outsider plane crashed on to the South beach, surprising really because I never seen one before. Whoever piloted it was dead and gone, only blood smears left on an empty crate. A kitty recovered the black box handed it to me, I in turn gave it to Meili who ran it to the factory to be cracked open. Once we got the recording it was run to K-Tox, played on air it sounded like something got lose and ate the humans. Unlike the others I didn't shiver or show a sign of horror, I felt a small thrill down my spine relishing what had happened.
I'm still dark no point denying that but my reputation of being feared, that has been lost along with a lot of things I was used to. The city was spending a lot of time seeing if they can find out what was on the plane, it was seen a few time and then the outsiders came to our home. In erm what did they call it? A heli.. copter... Agents of some sort come to collect the thing in the crate, I saw one of them they didn't seem to be comfortable in this place. Who would be unless they were like us who live here?
Pieter visited the factory again this time to use the computers, he was looking up things on distilling and purifying fluids. I questioned him on that but he didn't give me a direct answer, I didn't expect him to since its Shadow business. We hugged before he left me, whispering he wants me in my ear. I went to the window to watch him as he walked on the street, I turned away; for all that he said it wasn't me he needed.
The outside creature had killed Delphina, a Shadow I had known briefly. Or she used to be a Shadow, she left about the same time as Picket did. I didn't want to get samples from her it pained me to do so, I allowed others to get what they needed. In the meantime I got some information from an old friend, that my family was being accused of making the creature. Apprently forty five years ago the TCs had done genetic experiments, this would explain the tanks and cloning facilaties. We had nothing to do with it, he covered my arse and I in turn covered his. Always were a good team, I can see why she loves him so.
~
Despite the upheavel of the agents and the thing they made, the day was rather peaceful. Surprising I would have thought the residents would be out hunting it, unless they can find its nesting place I guess the hunt for the thing can wait til its den is found. Joy. On this peaceful day I stomped my way in to Haven, gave Cosmo a brief greeting and took over at the dj booth. This is familar something I did even when I was a Shadow, to spin whatever music I feel like on K-Tox. Haven was packed full of people, I gave them songs to party to. A small, brief feeling of joy to hide under, while I view Kitteh and Pieter speaking to one another on the second floor. Right after my shift I headed for the rooftops my metal hooves clomping on the concrete under them, going South I remained oppersite of the Fishco to watch a small scuffle. A male demon mentioned something about discord, I sighed because the chaos was all I needed not too long ago.
Still I adjust for this new human body this mortality, I want to live and keep on living. To make sure that I will always carve my presence in to every century, and the only way to do it so far is to go the full cyberised route.
Lulz of the day:
I will occasionally listen to and follow my advisor's advice. - Evil overlord list
I'm still dark no point denying that but my reputation of being feared, that has been lost along with a lot of things I was used to. The city was spending a lot of time seeing if they can find out what was on the plane, it was seen a few time and then the outsiders came to our home. In erm what did they call it? A heli.. copter... Agents of some sort come to collect the thing in the crate, I saw one of them they didn't seem to be comfortable in this place. Who would be unless they were like us who live here?
Pieter visited the factory again this time to use the computers, he was looking up things on distilling and purifying fluids. I questioned him on that but he didn't give me a direct answer, I didn't expect him to since its Shadow business. We hugged before he left me, whispering he wants me in my ear. I went to the window to watch him as he walked on the street, I turned away; for all that he said it wasn't me he needed.
The outside creature had killed Delphina, a Shadow I had known briefly. Or she used to be a Shadow, she left about the same time as Picket did. I didn't want to get samples from her it pained me to do so, I allowed others to get what they needed. In the meantime I got some information from an old friend, that my family was being accused of making the creature. Apprently forty five years ago the TCs had done genetic experiments, this would explain the tanks and cloning facilaties. We had nothing to do with it, he covered my arse and I in turn covered his. Always were a good team, I can see why she loves him so.
~
Despite the upheavel of the agents and the thing they made, the day was rather peaceful. Surprising I would have thought the residents would be out hunting it, unless they can find its nesting place I guess the hunt for the thing can wait til its den is found. Joy. On this peaceful day I stomped my way in to Haven, gave Cosmo a brief greeting and took over at the dj booth. This is familar something I did even when I was a Shadow, to spin whatever music I feel like on K-Tox. Haven was packed full of people, I gave them songs to party to. A small, brief feeling of joy to hide under, while I view Kitteh and Pieter speaking to one another on the second floor. Right after my shift I headed for the rooftops my metal hooves clomping on the concrete under them, going South I remained oppersite of the Fishco to watch a small scuffle. A male demon mentioned something about discord, I sighed because the chaos was all I needed not too long ago.
Still I adjust for this new human body this mortality, I want to live and keep on living. To make sure that I will always carve my presence in to every century, and the only way to do it so far is to go the full cyberised route.
Lulz of the day:
I will occasionally listen to and follow my advisor's advice. - Evil overlord list
Friday, 27 March 2009
Explore
In an effort to understand my new family and my new self a bit better, I took myself and Picket over to the mainland. From there we met up with a demon who supplied us both with teleportation spells embedded in stones, the first of which took us to what was known as The Wastelands.
And it is exactly what the name implies, it is a wasteland with sand as far the eye can see. Scattered about are a few dwellings, and mostly piles of scrap metal here, there and everywhere. Seems that the whole thing about cybers is that they scavange, and this was after all the place where the first cyber that stumbled in to Toxian City came from. Picket and I got bored she decided to go home, I however got a call patched in to me from Terrox.
Using the stones we were given I went to Ayin, Picket went back to the factory. In the cyber base of Ayin I was greeted by Terrox, he seems to be doing well for himself in this place and is well established. I told him of the few things that were going on with the TC's and in Toxia, until there was some disturbance downstairs of the place. Interesting that they have tanks where they grow fetuses in, of course I was more interested in gutting in them than letting the things live. A couple of demons had ripped one of the babies out and the female was eating it, Terrox says there is some sort of deal with them. Demons eat what they don't experiment on, and they have to do some things for the cyber group in order to get fed. Unfortunantly they had damaged the tank and Terrox was fuming at them, he got called out though to some further dispute outside. I took that time to leave and head home.
Lulz of the day:
[17:47] DCS2 2.45.2: Carlos Bosatsu is full of fail and ends up accidentally stabbing himself
And it is exactly what the name implies, it is a wasteland with sand as far the eye can see. Scattered about are a few dwellings, and mostly piles of scrap metal here, there and everywhere. Seems that the whole thing about cybers is that they scavange, and this was after all the place where the first cyber that stumbled in to Toxian City came from. Picket and I got bored she decided to go home, I however got a call patched in to me from Terrox.
Using the stones we were given I went to Ayin, Picket went back to the factory. In the cyber base of Ayin I was greeted by Terrox, he seems to be doing well for himself in this place and is well established. I told him of the few things that were going on with the TC's and in Toxia, until there was some disturbance downstairs of the place. Interesting that they have tanks where they grow fetuses in, of course I was more interested in gutting in them than letting the things live. A couple of demons had ripped one of the babies out and the female was eating it, Terrox says there is some sort of deal with them. Demons eat what they don't experiment on, and they have to do some things for the cyber group in order to get fed. Unfortunantly they had damaged the tank and Terrox was fuming at them, he got called out though to some further dispute outside. I took that time to leave and head home.
Lulz of the day:
[17:47] DCS2 2.45.2: Carlos Bosatsu is full of fail and ends up accidentally stabbing himself
Sunday, 15 March 2009
Where does that leave us now?
She stands in the factory looking out over the city through the dirty window, before turning from it to do a small routine patrol. Only she was called back because of a demon a sniper rifle pointed to Dolce's head, typical of the scene for it to be Jason. Momentary flinching the gun at her own head now, she tries to calm the situation. Jason tells her straight she should have come to the Pit, not spread rumours about him around the city.
Blueray pointed out that anything she said about him using Meili as bait and threatening her, was documented on a tape and was thus fact. They made a deal she stops the rumours he doesn't kill her new people, he said he had beaten up a Convenite. Terms are set and of course the hot headed detective didn't like it, they lacked everything from fighters to members. He wanted to fight he wanted her to use all she knew against them, she couldn't do that she just couldn't and she needed to protect the cybers. Detective stormed out enraged at her because of her decision, she knew deep down she had made the right one and after talking to Dolce on several matters she left for the streets. Good thing she came across Calleigh then, and it was Calleigh who confirmed Jason said the same thing about her faction. Seems someone is pulling strings and for once it wasn't her, his lie was laid bare he hadn't touched a Covenite at all. Typical.
From the alleyway to the beach she walked side by side with a human male, a male she dropped fast when the old call came from home. She didn't think on it she didn't need to, and there he sat in her factory the Lord of Shadows. Her lord. Blueray's heart beat faster in her chest, out of fear for what he might do to her. He cut her off she changed tactics their conversation had bumps in it, she had been edgy for days from the attacks all she wanted was it to stop. Pieter said he wouldn't stop them he wouldn't help them either, it was between her and those three so she was trying to keep the factions out of it. Just wished that detective saw that, that she knew best for the safety of all.
Once more she was standing by the window looking out down South, it was hard enough to keep the cybers trust without being seen with Pieter. The choice is yours he said, go against us or stay a friend. Business is business they both know that, the old rule family before friends. Guess both sides needed to adjust, her to being how she is and the Shadows for losing her. No matter how she tried to shut it out she still loved Pieter, they were okay again not in the same place as before but somewhere different. And when he left he called her Bluebie his pet name he chose for her, and to his leaving figure she whispers "Walk in the Shadows".
Where does that leave us now?
I wish I knew...
Lulz of the day:
[0:14] DCS2 2.42: GrrBrool Lykin OOC: my lady wife laughed . . ..
[0:15] DCS2 2.42: Lorne Harlequin OOC: and what about your male wife? Did he laugh too?
[0:15] DCS2 2.42: GrrBrool Lykin OOC: he logged . .. .
Blueray pointed out that anything she said about him using Meili as bait and threatening her, was documented on a tape and was thus fact. They made a deal she stops the rumours he doesn't kill her new people, he said he had beaten up a Convenite. Terms are set and of course the hot headed detective didn't like it, they lacked everything from fighters to members. He wanted to fight he wanted her to use all she knew against them, she couldn't do that she just couldn't and she needed to protect the cybers. Detective stormed out enraged at her because of her decision, she knew deep down she had made the right one and after talking to Dolce on several matters she left for the streets. Good thing she came across Calleigh then, and it was Calleigh who confirmed Jason said the same thing about her faction. Seems someone is pulling strings and for once it wasn't her, his lie was laid bare he hadn't touched a Covenite at all. Typical.
From the alleyway to the beach she walked side by side with a human male, a male she dropped fast when the old call came from home. She didn't think on it she didn't need to, and there he sat in her factory the Lord of Shadows. Her lord. Blueray's heart beat faster in her chest, out of fear for what he might do to her. He cut her off she changed tactics their conversation had bumps in it, she had been edgy for days from the attacks all she wanted was it to stop. Pieter said he wouldn't stop them he wouldn't help them either, it was between her and those three so she was trying to keep the factions out of it. Just wished that detective saw that, that she knew best for the safety of all.
Once more she was standing by the window looking out down South, it was hard enough to keep the cybers trust without being seen with Pieter. The choice is yours he said, go against us or stay a friend. Business is business they both know that, the old rule family before friends. Guess both sides needed to adjust, her to being how she is and the Shadows for losing her. No matter how she tried to shut it out she still loved Pieter, they were okay again not in the same place as before but somewhere different. And when he left he called her Bluebie his pet name he chose for her, and to his leaving figure she whispers "Walk in the Shadows".
Where does that leave us now?
I wish I knew...
Lulz of the day:
[0:14] DCS2 2.42: GrrBrool Lykin OOC: my lady wife laughed . . ..
[0:15] DCS2 2.42: Lorne Harlequin OOC: and what about your male wife? Did he laugh too?
[0:15] DCS2 2.42: GrrBrool Lykin OOC: he logged . .. .
Thursday, 12 March 2009
Blue Toaster
Pit is no longer home, they are no longer family. As a matter of fact they have turned on me, and I feel like a traitor though I never betrayed them. I was their Council, their leader when the Lord was absent, doesn't matter now its just grains of sand in the wind. I could have told them all what happened, with their anger and their insults. I had no reason to say anything.
While I stood on the library roof with Runo and some white angel, I got a phonecall from Aaryanna saying Picket was torn up in the graveyard. I had enough bad news with the fact Delrith was gone, and now my own wife had returned to be butchered. I left then to go get her, I took her to the factory to save her. Aaryanna and Brianna followed, while the tank repaired Picket's body Kishi came to visit and I called up Denenthorn.
The tank did its job I set her on the medbed fixing a respirater to her face, new bodies they just can't handle the toxic air not like a person who's been here a while. I went to find more parts to get Picket dressed, those two Shadows were hovering around the bed suggesting they should kill her. No one threatens my wife.. not even old family.
Abomination... I heard that before I used to call myself one, Hell would have called me one because of the two heritages. Now its Kishi who whispers the word to taunt me for what I have become, and I am reminded I have lost my immortality. I prefer Blue Toaster!
Brianna asks for glue and she finds it only to glue Picket's horns to her head, sick very sick but its what she would do. Is this what it is like to be on the other side? I wonder how Quiet coped having her Prowlers targerted by them, seems I'm on the same page as her now with very few to back me up. The Shadows would not leave but at least they wouldn't harm Picket, I got her dressed and fixed and Denenthorn got her soul back for her. In the meantime some Omegans came and Aaryanna called for the Pack, still the Shadows did not leave even when asked or threatened instead Jason showed up. He threw his two cents in too, the one who said he would always be there when I needed him. His back was turned on me too.
I fought Kishi running out on to the street, our fight was longer than before when we had sparred once. I still went down all the same I just can't fight all that well, in my defeat Kishi took my tail melted it right down. Hot metal scroched me in a miniature torture, I never thought I would be treated this way at their hands. My TC's came to me Native took me in to the factory, placed in to the tank to heal my flesh wounds. Fine said she could find scrap metal to make a new tail in a week, Mark II is almost fixed after the damage done to it by an ex member. TC's want revenge, I deny them it because I know better. I know the Shadows I know the members, and I bloody well know what they are capable of. All the information I gathered and all the secrets learned, I will keep with me never telling a soul. I will take it all to the grave, even the knowledge of who the beast is.
For your treachery Jason, there is a bullet with your name on it. I won't tell you who has it, nor will I stop them from shooting you. I don't have to save you, and I don't have to kill you.
Also it may seem I have to push old grudges aside and make alliances where I can, the Pack is right next door though I keep them at a distance. The old Pack who raped and tortured me a year ago is no more, my hate for the lycans will have to die in order for me to move forward.
I'm the Blue Toaster, with a breaking heart.
Lulz of the day:
125. Lingerie can only snap coincidentally so many times per day. - From 925 things Mr. Welch can no longer do during an RPG
While I stood on the library roof with Runo and some white angel, I got a phonecall from Aaryanna saying Picket was torn up in the graveyard. I had enough bad news with the fact Delrith was gone, and now my own wife had returned to be butchered. I left then to go get her, I took her to the factory to save her. Aaryanna and Brianna followed, while the tank repaired Picket's body Kishi came to visit and I called up Denenthorn.
The tank did its job I set her on the medbed fixing a respirater to her face, new bodies they just can't handle the toxic air not like a person who's been here a while. I went to find more parts to get Picket dressed, those two Shadows were hovering around the bed suggesting they should kill her. No one threatens my wife.. not even old family.
Abomination... I heard that before I used to call myself one, Hell would have called me one because of the two heritages. Now its Kishi who whispers the word to taunt me for what I have become, and I am reminded I have lost my immortality. I prefer Blue Toaster!
Brianna asks for glue and she finds it only to glue Picket's horns to her head, sick very sick but its what she would do. Is this what it is like to be on the other side? I wonder how Quiet coped having her Prowlers targerted by them, seems I'm on the same page as her now with very few to back me up. The Shadows would not leave but at least they wouldn't harm Picket, I got her dressed and fixed and Denenthorn got her soul back for her. In the meantime some Omegans came and Aaryanna called for the Pack, still the Shadows did not leave even when asked or threatened instead Jason showed up. He threw his two cents in too, the one who said he would always be there when I needed him. His back was turned on me too.
I fought Kishi running out on to the street, our fight was longer than before when we had sparred once. I still went down all the same I just can't fight all that well, in my defeat Kishi took my tail melted it right down. Hot metal scroched me in a miniature torture, I never thought I would be treated this way at their hands. My TC's came to me Native took me in to the factory, placed in to the tank to heal my flesh wounds. Fine said she could find scrap metal to make a new tail in a week, Mark II is almost fixed after the damage done to it by an ex member. TC's want revenge, I deny them it because I know better. I know the Shadows I know the members, and I bloody well know what they are capable of. All the information I gathered and all the secrets learned, I will keep with me never telling a soul. I will take it all to the grave, even the knowledge of who the beast is.
For your treachery Jason, there is a bullet with your name on it. I won't tell you who has it, nor will I stop them from shooting you. I don't have to save you, and I don't have to kill you.
Also it may seem I have to push old grudges aside and make alliances where I can, the Pack is right next door though I keep them at a distance. The old Pack who raped and tortured me a year ago is no more, my hate for the lycans will have to die in order for me to move forward.
I'm the Blue Toaster, with a breaking heart.
Lulz of the day:
125. Lingerie can only snap coincidentally so many times per day. - From 925 things Mr. Welch can no longer do during an RPG
Tuesday, 10 March 2009
Severed, so be it
Zaphod had asked Blueray over to the factory for some routine IQ tests, hook her up to a computer to monitor brain waves. The demoness in her curiousity of things she didn't know about, poked at the screen with a claw causing her to let off a small volt. That is how she blew up the T.A.R.D near the beach, accidental zappage. After all this is Toxia and the computer wasn't wrecked just boosted, when bought to full power to begin....
Power surges running from Blueray's brain to the machine she was connected to occured, the mini light show was amazing but led to a deadly outcome. Blueray's whole entire essence got downloaded, the body was empty and devoid of all that was the demoness. Trust the angel Denenthorn to pick this time to show up at the cyber base. Zaphod was distracted what with the detective blabbering on about things he found out, and Jewell connecting herself to the medbed and blowing her parts. The only thing she could say was, "Blueray is dead, I think I killed her". You can't really kill a demon, they have no vitals to start with. Denenthorn whirls on the Overseer, demanding that she has to be joking. When he checked the body he knew the aweful truth, she was gone from her shell that she loved so much. Zaphod turned her attention to helping her members, the unthinkable happens and the angel is left to his own devices.
What was Blueray had arisen from the med bed flipping elequantly on to the floor, it landed those lightening eyes staring blankly at the people around it. The voices rose several of them in unison, they wanted to be free of the abominiation they had been forced to make. Detective questions it asking if it Legion both it and Denenthorn denounce that name, while they watch it the Overseer woman sending Jewell on her way.
"We will be free".
Clawed hands reached for its chest no one moved to dumbstruck in confusion and horror, as it cut open its own even while its Belial blood would heal it; it kept going tearing the skin so the healing took time. Blood spewed on the floor splattering around its clawed feet, it was covered in its own blood the fluid pouring down its black skin. The horror felt and seen reverbrated around the medbay, Denenthorn pleads with the thing to stop destroying the shell. However it simply broke the bone caging that protects its heart cackling at the angel, with its own hand in its chest those clawed figners gripped the dead organ.
Denenthorn cried out, "NO"!
It tore the heart from its body causing another spout of blood to burst forth, the voices laughed as they fled back to Hell a lingering of flame while they mocked him.
The connection to the Shadows was severed and lost. Her shadow bought up all those vodka bottles she stored within it, the jar of Janvier's blood and the tome of Hitaroki. Her shadow spoke no more the gift that had been upon it gone, Denenthorn in his sorrow picked up the tome.
Zaphod lept in after that she ordered him to shove a piece of her in to the tank, she said the essence was still in the computer and they had one shot at getting her back. While those two set up the tank for cloning and wired the computer to it...
Blueray was nothing more than energy roaming through the database, exploring all the data and absorbing it like a sponge. All the things she didn't know because of how she grew up, she knew now from the wonders of the internet. She even spoke with the Hive, but it didn't like her being so close to it.
"Okay when I tell you hit download", Zaphod said. "NOW". The button hit Blueray's essence cleansed of all its demonic traits was dragged back to the new body, a human clone replica of how she used to be before the wolf bite before her deaths. There was a soul in that body, soon as she was living the two pulled her from the tank. Zaphod ran off to find spare parts of cybers, she came back carrying the box quick as she could. "Hurry hold her down, we don't have much time before the atmosphere kills her".
A new body one un-used to the poison and toxious air that premeats the city, it got in to her lungs her blood stream. She thrashed upon the metal floor in agony, screaming while she choked unable to breathe or even remember how. Such was her throes of agonising death she mangled up her legs beyond saving, the pain kept striking her she was used to pain this body however was not. Zaphod reached for a needle on her arm, drawing it forth she drew nanites from herself and injected them in to Blueray. This was to stabilise and to start repairing the damage to her internal organs, rummaging around in the box she found a respirater mask she put on her.
Denenthorn the angel who really shouldn't care held Blueray down, spoke in soothing tones telling her to calm down. Her mind was a mess and a jumble with the pain refused to orginise itself, there was no time for the usual meds before operating. Zaphod hacked at the mangled legs with a small saw, removing what was damaged and attaching new metal ones. Nanites did the rest re-building her eyes and organs, while everything settled the Overseer dressed the woman to hide her naked body. Both of them moved her to a bed to rest to recover, the medbay was a mess of blood and body pieces. Sighing Zaphod pottered around cleaning up the corpse and parts, without touching that Belial blood she incerated the flesh with a flame thrower. With nothing but ash of the old one, she was about to start mopping when a call came over.
On the mainland her old group was being attacked, they needed her back with no other option she was gone.
Blueray had the situation explained to her she broke down crying, Pickt was going to be mad but at least she was still alive in more ways than one. Over the next day she took charge of the cybers, the leaders were gone vanished and she believed she couldn't return to the Shadows.
Truth be told she was terrified of going back as she was now, and more than once that day she holed herself up in the factory. After cleaning the medbay of all the blood and bottles, she delivered the Janvier jar to Fishco then visited the church. As usual when things bad happened the Shadows gathered, she was silent and scared to see them. Fear was not new she was afraid of the dungeon and nothing else, now she just feared a lot of things. Turning from the place she began her work with the cybers, gathering information on the beast that attacked felines. Blueray knew who and what it was, but she would not betray that she knew such things. It was the last loyal thing she could do for the Shadows, before she would have to do what she must to defend her new position and group.
Blueray visited the Pit to be confronted by Dante, he was angry at her she knew that. He said the link could have been mended, she knew that it couldn't. What did she expect? To be welcomed back to her family as if nothing happened? She had no choice but to lead, and she couldn't go home. Kishi called her an abomination wanted to see her bleed, that was Kishi for you and Blueray admitted that perhaps the statment was true. There was no going back at all not with a soul, not with what she was and what she had to do. Shadows did not want her nor did they want to acknowledge her, in effect in that one night she had lost more than they ever knew.
So be it.
No longer did she serve the one she loved, and now the choice of going after the love she married was available. With a heavy heart yet determined one she would throw her loyality and duty in to her new "family".
Gone is her demon heritage of two fathers, gone is her magicks and gone are her bonds. A new life, a new chapter.
Once a Shadow...... always a Shadow.
Lulz of the day:
[18:41] DCS2 2.45.2: Stryker Galaxy OOC: sneaks a peek at the size of bri's pole and feels ashamed
[18:41] DCS2 2.45.2: Brianna Willenov OOC: hopefull boggy i wanna kill something
[18:42] DCS2 2.45.2: Daniel Roddenham OOC: *chuckles*
[18:42] DCS2 2.45.2: Arthores Faulkes OOC: haha she has a bigger pole then you
[18:42] Brianna Willenov stood at the empty sim border and pulled out her fishing pole xD
Power surges running from Blueray's brain to the machine she was connected to occured, the mini light show was amazing but led to a deadly outcome. Blueray's whole entire essence got downloaded, the body was empty and devoid of all that was the demoness. Trust the angel Denenthorn to pick this time to show up at the cyber base. Zaphod was distracted what with the detective blabbering on about things he found out, and Jewell connecting herself to the medbed and blowing her parts. The only thing she could say was, "Blueray is dead, I think I killed her". You can't really kill a demon, they have no vitals to start with. Denenthorn whirls on the Overseer, demanding that she has to be joking. When he checked the body he knew the aweful truth, she was gone from her shell that she loved so much. Zaphod turned her attention to helping her members, the unthinkable happens and the angel is left to his own devices.
What was Blueray had arisen from the med bed flipping elequantly on to the floor, it landed those lightening eyes staring blankly at the people around it. The voices rose several of them in unison, they wanted to be free of the abominiation they had been forced to make. Detective questions it asking if it Legion both it and Denenthorn denounce that name, while they watch it the Overseer woman sending Jewell on her way.
"We will be free".
Clawed hands reached for its chest no one moved to dumbstruck in confusion and horror, as it cut open its own even while its Belial blood would heal it; it kept going tearing the skin so the healing took time. Blood spewed on the floor splattering around its clawed feet, it was covered in its own blood the fluid pouring down its black skin. The horror felt and seen reverbrated around the medbay, Denenthorn pleads with the thing to stop destroying the shell. However it simply broke the bone caging that protects its heart cackling at the angel, with its own hand in its chest those clawed figners gripped the dead organ.
Denenthorn cried out, "NO"!
It tore the heart from its body causing another spout of blood to burst forth, the voices laughed as they fled back to Hell a lingering of flame while they mocked him.
The connection to the Shadows was severed and lost. Her shadow bought up all those vodka bottles she stored within it, the jar of Janvier's blood and the tome of Hitaroki. Her shadow spoke no more the gift that had been upon it gone, Denenthorn in his sorrow picked up the tome.
Zaphod lept in after that she ordered him to shove a piece of her in to the tank, she said the essence was still in the computer and they had one shot at getting her back. While those two set up the tank for cloning and wired the computer to it...
Blueray was nothing more than energy roaming through the database, exploring all the data and absorbing it like a sponge. All the things she didn't know because of how she grew up, she knew now from the wonders of the internet. She even spoke with the Hive, but it didn't like her being so close to it.
"Okay when I tell you hit download", Zaphod said. "NOW". The button hit Blueray's essence cleansed of all its demonic traits was dragged back to the new body, a human clone replica of how she used to be before the wolf bite before her deaths. There was a soul in that body, soon as she was living the two pulled her from the tank. Zaphod ran off to find spare parts of cybers, she came back carrying the box quick as she could. "Hurry hold her down, we don't have much time before the atmosphere kills her".
A new body one un-used to the poison and toxious air that premeats the city, it got in to her lungs her blood stream. She thrashed upon the metal floor in agony, screaming while she choked unable to breathe or even remember how. Such was her throes of agonising death she mangled up her legs beyond saving, the pain kept striking her she was used to pain this body however was not. Zaphod reached for a needle on her arm, drawing it forth she drew nanites from herself and injected them in to Blueray. This was to stabilise and to start repairing the damage to her internal organs, rummaging around in the box she found a respirater mask she put on her.
Denenthorn the angel who really shouldn't care held Blueray down, spoke in soothing tones telling her to calm down. Her mind was a mess and a jumble with the pain refused to orginise itself, there was no time for the usual meds before operating. Zaphod hacked at the mangled legs with a small saw, removing what was damaged and attaching new metal ones. Nanites did the rest re-building her eyes and organs, while everything settled the Overseer dressed the woman to hide her naked body. Both of them moved her to a bed to rest to recover, the medbay was a mess of blood and body pieces. Sighing Zaphod pottered around cleaning up the corpse and parts, without touching that Belial blood she incerated the flesh with a flame thrower. With nothing but ash of the old one, she was about to start mopping when a call came over.
On the mainland her old group was being attacked, they needed her back with no other option she was gone.
Blueray had the situation explained to her she broke down crying, Pickt was going to be mad but at least she was still alive in more ways than one. Over the next day she took charge of the cybers, the leaders were gone vanished and she believed she couldn't return to the Shadows.
Truth be told she was terrified of going back as she was now, and more than once that day she holed herself up in the factory. After cleaning the medbay of all the blood and bottles, she delivered the Janvier jar to Fishco then visited the church. As usual when things bad happened the Shadows gathered, she was silent and scared to see them. Fear was not new she was afraid of the dungeon and nothing else, now she just feared a lot of things. Turning from the place she began her work with the cybers, gathering information on the beast that attacked felines. Blueray knew who and what it was, but she would not betray that she knew such things. It was the last loyal thing she could do for the Shadows, before she would have to do what she must to defend her new position and group.
Blueray visited the Pit to be confronted by Dante, he was angry at her she knew that. He said the link could have been mended, she knew that it couldn't. What did she expect? To be welcomed back to her family as if nothing happened? She had no choice but to lead, and she couldn't go home. Kishi called her an abomination wanted to see her bleed, that was Kishi for you and Blueray admitted that perhaps the statment was true. There was no going back at all not with a soul, not with what she was and what she had to do. Shadows did not want her nor did they want to acknowledge her, in effect in that one night she had lost more than they ever knew.
So be it.
No longer did she serve the one she loved, and now the choice of going after the love she married was available. With a heavy heart yet determined one she would throw her loyality and duty in to her new "family".
Gone is her demon heritage of two fathers, gone is her magicks and gone are her bonds. A new life, a new chapter.
Once a Shadow...... always a Shadow.
Lulz of the day:
[18:41] DCS2 2.45.2: Stryker Galaxy OOC: sneaks a peek at the size of bri's pole and feels ashamed
[18:41] DCS2 2.45.2: Brianna Willenov OOC: hopefull boggy i wanna kill something
[18:42] DCS2 2.45.2: Daniel Roddenham OOC: *chuckles*
[18:42] DCS2 2.45.2: Arthores Faulkes OOC: haha she has a bigger pole then you
[18:42] Brianna Willenov stood at the empty sim border and pulled out her fishing pole xD
Monday, 4 August 2008
Swift update
I spent a good chunk of the night resting from my sexual ordeal, though I had been well fed over those twenty four hours my appetite was still insatiable. I spent a day or two causing my usual mayhem, or just chatting with those contacts I have in other groups. I had taken it upon myself to make Rago my pet, but I think he disliked being called Bitchboy by my sister Picket so he left me. Not that I'm fussed, I still own him.
My most recent endevour is mind control, I had learnt it rather rapidly so my control was shakey at best. Yet I had managed to gain mastery over Terrox and Rayden, I set them out to do tasks for me against their will. Rayden was defeated by the one I sent him against, a rather annoying vampire who was abusing me for my lack of decent fighting skills. Okay fine so I'm not the best, but I didn't become a Shadow or an Illimunati by mere fighting. In response the one attacked sent my own brother Drake to attack me, and I merely whipped him in to utter defeat and Mash told me about a Voodoo skull staff. Interesting.
So far I had Terrox destroy his own Cyberbase computer, attack the Righteous and refrain from defending his family against Thor. Unfortunantly while I was in the Pit the control I had over Terrox had been broken, it came at a bad time as I was unstable telling some family members about a certain journal page Aaryanna had found. Busy day that day we had three potentials come to be tested, hence why Thor was attacking Cybers and I found it funny.
I finished yesterday off by taking to spend some time with Hitaroki.
Kaine is a Lich now, like we needed another one..... Bah!
Lulz of the day:
[19:16] Blueray Darkes: Hmm my blood is more potent than Jan's
[19:16] Blueray Darkes: :P
[19:16] Janvier Redgrave: pssh...NEVA!
[19:16] Janvier Redgrave: :P
[19:16] Blueray Darkes: Accept it!
[19:16] Blueray Darkes: XD
[19:16] Janvier Redgrave: NEVA!!!
[19:16] Blueray Darkes ties him to a bed
[19:17] Janvier Redgrave: THIS IS HOW YOU TREAT YOUR DADDY?!
[19:17] Janvier Redgrave: ///hmm...ya know...I don't mind it too much XD
Extra Lulz:
[14:48] DCS2 2.32 Grom Prevost OOC: Okay peeps, I gotta bounce for a bit. I'll see ya round like a donut, cause I'm out like a fat kid in dodgeball
My most recent endevour is mind control, I had learnt it rather rapidly so my control was shakey at best. Yet I had managed to gain mastery over Terrox and Rayden, I set them out to do tasks for me against their will. Rayden was defeated by the one I sent him against, a rather annoying vampire who was abusing me for my lack of decent fighting skills. Okay fine so I'm not the best, but I didn't become a Shadow or an Illimunati by mere fighting. In response the one attacked sent my own brother Drake to attack me, and I merely whipped him in to utter defeat and Mash told me about a Voodoo skull staff. Interesting.
So far I had Terrox destroy his own Cyberbase computer, attack the Righteous and refrain from defending his family against Thor. Unfortunantly while I was in the Pit the control I had over Terrox had been broken, it came at a bad time as I was unstable telling some family members about a certain journal page Aaryanna had found. Busy day that day we had three potentials come to be tested, hence why Thor was attacking Cybers and I found it funny.
I finished yesterday off by taking to spend some time with Hitaroki.
Kaine is a Lich now, like we needed another one..... Bah!
Lulz of the day:
[19:16] Blueray Darkes: Hmm my blood is more potent than Jan's
[19:16] Blueray Darkes: :P
[19:16] Janvier Redgrave: pssh...NEVA!
[19:16] Janvier Redgrave: :P
[19:16] Blueray Darkes: Accept it!
[19:16] Blueray Darkes: XD
[19:16] Janvier Redgrave: NEVA!!!
[19:16] Blueray Darkes ties him to a bed
[19:17] Janvier Redgrave: THIS IS HOW YOU TREAT YOUR DADDY?!
[19:17] Janvier Redgrave: ///hmm...ya know...I don't mind it too much XD
Extra Lulz:
[14:48] DCS2 2.32 Grom Prevost OOC: Okay peeps, I gotta bounce for a bit. I'll see ya round like a donut, cause I'm out like a fat kid in dodgeball
Friday, 13 June 2008
Black day
What a way to start the day......
I woke unusually late like I have been doing all week, something must be draining me of energy and I have to sleep more to recover it. I stumbled my way to Haven to wake up better and stopped dead in my tracks, I'm not saying that I've never seen a Shadow naked on a dance pole before that would be a lie. The fact is I never seen Pieter naked on a dance pole before, sure he's been on it dancing but he was clothed the last time I saw him do it. Picket, Vish and Kishi were there on the stage dancing with him, I took several pictures of Pieter in his birthday or is that deathday suit.
Talk about over loading the nervous system, if I wasn't a demoness I would say I died and went to Heaven. I highly doubt I will ever see Pieter naked again complete with erection, yes I doubt no matter how many times he teases me and makes his outragous claims.
Friday 13th suppossedly the worst day of any month, if you believe in all that superstious bullshit then fine {I have the same view in real life} I think it must have been a bad day for Quiet, she got captured and that doesn't normally happen to her for she's a good fighter unlike me. The Cybers were doing something to her head in the hospital, we got her back but not before they did whatever it was they were doing. We took Seto to the Pit for his "payback", and Aurora is having a mental break down. ~Oh glorious blood that I possess~ Me however I didn't get to injure Seto, I got told to have playtime with my footstool Priest by father. Footstool made the bad choice of pissing father off, and asking if we could release to Seto to him. Ooh bad cos priesty faggot is not even worthy enough to look at father's shoes let alone talk to him.
I had myself a small BBQ with priest as the starter, main course and dessert, I think I will dub him mugworm I liked that insult father called him. In a bid to humilate footstool I made him dress in woman's underwear, then I paraded him around the city asking people to spank him. We ended up in the church where he decided to get uppity with me, I hate the way he calls me Dear heart or Dear one it makes me wanna puke. He keeps trying to appeal to my better nature that isn't even fucking well there, footstool called me an Angel of Mercy and I told him my heritage to refute his claim.
Why do all these future seers seem to think I'm either gonna change for the good of mankind, or just simply have some huge part in some big event? I'm not that important to anyone outside family, simple fact people are overlooking and pissing me off with. He also seems to think I need someone who isn't a Shadow for me to talk to says it will do me good, but if I need to talk then I turn to Skyler. My life, my path, my family!
Stupid fucking priest
Lulz of the day:
15:49] Blueray Darkes: My tail is sensetive
[15:49] Flash Gottesmann wishes he had a recording of blue saying that
[15:50] Blueray Darkes says it louder, "My tail is sensetive!! For some reason everyone wants to grab it or play with it"
[15:50] Flash Gottesmann volunteers
[15:51] Colleen Marjeta: Be glad you aren't bald, Blue. Everybody comes up and rubs Van's head making wishes.
I woke unusually late like I have been doing all week, something must be draining me of energy and I have to sleep more to recover it. I stumbled my way to Haven to wake up better and stopped dead in my tracks, I'm not saying that I've never seen a Shadow naked on a dance pole before that would be a lie. The fact is I never seen Pieter naked on a dance pole before, sure he's been on it dancing but he was clothed the last time I saw him do it. Picket, Vish and Kishi were there on the stage dancing with him, I took several pictures of Pieter in his birthday or is that deathday suit.
Talk about over loading the nervous system, if I wasn't a demoness I would say I died and went to Heaven. I highly doubt I will ever see Pieter naked again complete with erection, yes I doubt no matter how many times he teases me and makes his outragous claims.
Friday 13th suppossedly the worst day of any month, if you believe in all that superstious bullshit then fine {I have the same view in real life} I think it must have been a bad day for Quiet, she got captured and that doesn't normally happen to her for she's a good fighter unlike me. The Cybers were doing something to her head in the hospital, we got her back but not before they did whatever it was they were doing. We took Seto to the Pit for his "payback", and Aurora is having a mental break down. ~Oh glorious blood that I possess~ Me however I didn't get to injure Seto, I got told to have playtime with my footstool Priest by father. Footstool made the bad choice of pissing father off, and asking if we could release to Seto to him. Ooh bad cos priesty faggot is not even worthy enough to look at father's shoes let alone talk to him.
I had myself a small BBQ with priest as the starter, main course and dessert, I think I will dub him mugworm I liked that insult father called him. In a bid to humilate footstool I made him dress in woman's underwear, then I paraded him around the city asking people to spank him. We ended up in the church where he decided to get uppity with me, I hate the way he calls me Dear heart or Dear one it makes me wanna puke. He keeps trying to appeal to my better nature that isn't even fucking well there, footstool called me an Angel of Mercy and I told him my heritage to refute his claim.
Why do all these future seers seem to think I'm either gonna change for the good of mankind, or just simply have some huge part in some big event? I'm not that important to anyone outside family, simple fact people are overlooking and pissing me off with. He also seems to think I need someone who isn't a Shadow for me to talk to says it will do me good, but if I need to talk then I turn to Skyler. My life, my path, my family!
Stupid fucking priest
Lulz of the day:
15:49] Blueray Darkes: My tail is sensetive
[15:49] Flash Gottesmann wishes he had a recording of blue saying that
[15:50] Blueray Darkes says it louder, "My tail is sensetive!! For some reason everyone wants to grab it or play with it"
[15:50] Flash Gottesmann volunteers
[15:51] Colleen Marjeta: Be glad you aren't bald, Blue. Everybody comes up and rubs Van's head making wishes.
Wednesday, 28 May 2008
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Fucking hell today went smooth, erm no not at all fuck that. Myself and my brother Grom captured a cyber, Shallkon who we took home and hung up on a meathook. I barely even begun to torture him, when more cybers decided to bust in and get put down. Right after that skirmish the KA showed up on our front doorstep, they wanted fireworks so Pieter blew up his bike...
Pieter drank from me... I know he said it won't affect him but my blood is like father's, Pieter said my blood is more potent too quoting Picket from last week. I wonder if he will see things.
Once again I met with Picket to tell her what I was told by father, we agreed to work together to get what she needed. Yet at Haven that fucking cyber was at my throat acting like a moron, Dev didn't help by calling me a pussy either. Interesting twist in his attitude, I sorta find it attractive.
Lessons with Lorne at the Pit, boring like watching paint dry. I thought it would be more fun considering Lorne makes me giggle, least I'm learning something useful anyhow.
Lulz of the day:
[20:15] Blueray Darkes bitchslaps Lorne with her bible
[20:16] Lorne Harlequin plies Blue with his enormous spatula
[20:16] Blueray Darkes will not become a blueberry pancake
[20:24] Lorne Harlequin swings the spatula at Blue "You've made me crave blue berries now, you foul pancake temptress!"
[20:26] Blueray Darkes ducks under the spatula while chucking a blueberry muffin at him, "I'm far from foul, I'm rather sweet actually"
[20:27] Lorne Harlequin nom-noms the muffin "Sweet pancake and muffin temptress!"
[20:27] Blueray Darkes giggles
[20:27] Lorne Harlequin looks to Kytara "I'll bet you have some sort of pastry you like to push too."
Pieter drank from me... I know he said it won't affect him but my blood is like father's, Pieter said my blood is more potent too quoting Picket from last week. I wonder if he will see things.
Once again I met with Picket to tell her what I was told by father, we agreed to work together to get what she needed. Yet at Haven that fucking cyber was at my throat acting like a moron, Dev didn't help by calling me a pussy either. Interesting twist in his attitude, I sorta find it attractive.
Lessons with Lorne at the Pit, boring like watching paint dry. I thought it would be more fun considering Lorne makes me giggle, least I'm learning something useful anyhow.
Lulz of the day:
[20:15] Blueray Darkes bitchslaps Lorne with her bible
[20:16] Lorne Harlequin plies Blue with his enormous spatula
[20:16] Blueray Darkes will not become a blueberry pancake
[20:24] Lorne Harlequin swings the spatula at Blue "You've made me crave blue berries now, you foul pancake temptress!"
[20:26] Blueray Darkes ducks under the spatula while chucking a blueberry muffin at him, "I'm far from foul, I'm rather sweet actually"
[20:27] Lorne Harlequin nom-noms the muffin "Sweet pancake and muffin temptress!"
[20:27] Blueray Darkes giggles
[20:27] Lorne Harlequin looks to Kytara "I'll bet you have some sort of pastry you like to push too."
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