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
Thursday, 12 March 2009
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
Friday, 6 March 2009
Tested, broken ties
She walks from the inside of the Pit the smell of the lava strong around her, that blue tail of hers in this semi form she takes whipping behind her. For once her feet are normal and booted, walking to the door she stood regal, tall and proud between Kishi and Brianna. Upon the steps were Omegans among their number is Joah, Joah who kissed Blue back in the days when they shared such things. Her heart beat faster she pulled her spirit sister to her, in front of the two Shadows she kissed Joah back before shoving her away.
They wanted in to the Pit in to her home, normally she would allow it but the answer had already been set by Kishi. Blueray informed the small group that Kishi as a long standing member her word was better than the blue one, and as such she would not make the Shadows doubt her loyality or her duty by over ruling another.
Stalking in to the Shelter she finds Joah feeding another blood, her temper flared how dare she put her on the spot. It just made her blood boil, even with the curiousity of Nareth's razor around she didn't care. And it happened.
Blueray's refusal to let her in to the Pit, got her rejected by Joah. The demoness howled on the inside, in true demonic fashion declared her dead. For so long she had guarded her now it was done with, she wouldn't look out for her anymore.
I'll rip your fucking heart out
Her words lingered on the air as she stormed out, blinded by rage by sorrow any other day she would have let them in. Leaping to a rooftop the places she sought her solice away from Shadows away from the scum that roam the streets, she drops to her knees putting her face in to her hands and cries. As steadily as she was becoming disconnected from her family, all the ties that kept her here were breaking too.
Tick tock tick tock...
Blueray cried.... and the never ending sorrow consumed her
Lulz of the day:
[19:38] Picket McDonnell checks her e-mail and sees something that says "Dear Autumn we have an offer you can't refuse" hmmm she thinks... could be interesting. She opens it "Is your penis too small" well yes sir it is! Its invisable! I don't think it can get smaller then invisable "pay us $100 and we will send you a miracle pill" wait wait sir that's where you've lost me... I am not paying $100 for pills "But wait! Theres more... we will also send you a fancy elastic thong" WOW! elastic thong? Count me in.
[19:39] Marv Whittaker: ...whast this miracle pill supposed to do?
[19:39] Picket McDonnell: make my penis bigger
[19:39] Marv Whittaker: but.. its invisible
[19:39] Marv Whittaker: isnt that like saying you dont have one?
[19:39] Picket McDonnell: well hopefully it will make it bigger... then it will be super invisable
They wanted in to the Pit in to her home, normally she would allow it but the answer had already been set by Kishi. Blueray informed the small group that Kishi as a long standing member her word was better than the blue one, and as such she would not make the Shadows doubt her loyality or her duty by over ruling another.
Stalking in to the Shelter she finds Joah feeding another blood, her temper flared how dare she put her on the spot. It just made her blood boil, even with the curiousity of Nareth's razor around she didn't care. And it happened.
Blueray's refusal to let her in to the Pit, got her rejected by Joah. The demoness howled on the inside, in true demonic fashion declared her dead. For so long she had guarded her now it was done with, she wouldn't look out for her anymore.
I'll rip your fucking heart out
Her words lingered on the air as she stormed out, blinded by rage by sorrow any other day she would have let them in. Leaping to a rooftop the places she sought her solice away from Shadows away from the scum that roam the streets, she drops to her knees putting her face in to her hands and cries. As steadily as she was becoming disconnected from her family, all the ties that kept her here were breaking too.
Tick tock tick tock...
Blueray cried.... and the never ending sorrow consumed her
Lulz of the day:
[19:38] Picket McDonnell checks her e-mail and sees something that says "Dear Autumn we have an offer you can't refuse" hmmm she thinks... could be interesting. She opens it "Is your penis too small" well yes sir it is! Its invisable! I don't think it can get smaller then invisable "pay us $100 and we will send you a miracle pill" wait wait sir that's where you've lost me... I am not paying $100 for pills "But wait! Theres more... we will also send you a fancy elastic thong" WOW! elastic thong? Count me in.
[19:39] Marv Whittaker: ...whast this miracle pill supposed to do?
[19:39] Picket McDonnell: make my penis bigger
[19:39] Marv Whittaker: but.. its invisible
[19:39] Marv Whittaker: isnt that like saying you dont have one?
[19:39] Picket McDonnell: well hopefully it will make it bigger... then it will be super invisable
Tuesday, 3 March 2009
Restless one
The streets are almost emtpy from the aftermath of the Dagon climax, it was far too quiet again and I ached for some chaos. Something, anything it had to happen, alas far too caught up in my own self to think on making such things. The rooftops are home now more than the Pit, where once I had made my presence known in the city I was now harder to find.
I was glad to see Skyler upon one of his visits to Toxia, I caught him up to date on things. We spent little time together but I cherish it all the same, he noticed I was not as content I used to be. Skyler said if I was ever to leave I should put Hitaroki's book in the safe keeping of another, it took everything I had to not rage at that suggestion. Its my tome and I will keep it, thank you very much.
Even so I spend a great deal of my time alone now, Picket's gone she left the city though I feel it eating at me I can't go. Looking over at the Pit with a deep sigh I would turn from it, in there is my current Lord he who used to be Guardian. It seems the seat is cursed for twice now he has been possessed, and both times I felt like breaking on the inside. I am weak for being in love so I have been told, so let me be weak and let me love let it hurt me for all its worth.
Nothing matters anymore.
Claws of my feet scrape the surface of the ground I walked in, digging and scoring as I dared to walk upon the buildings. This is the city I called home for a year, loved and lost and missing those who left and pining for my sisterwife. Things aren't the same anymore they won't be the same again, where ever I roam is places she used to be and where he still lingers. My family is here, my duty is here and I hoped beyond hope she understood.
I'm torn in two to follow the love I married or to stay for the love I serve.
Lulz of the day:
I will make it quite clear that I do know the meaning of the word "mercy"... I just choose not to show any. - Evil Overlord list!
I was glad to see Skyler upon one of his visits to Toxia, I caught him up to date on things. We spent little time together but I cherish it all the same, he noticed I was not as content I used to be. Skyler said if I was ever to leave I should put Hitaroki's book in the safe keeping of another, it took everything I had to not rage at that suggestion. Its my tome and I will keep it, thank you very much.
Even so I spend a great deal of my time alone now, Picket's gone she left the city though I feel it eating at me I can't go. Looking over at the Pit with a deep sigh I would turn from it, in there is my current Lord he who used to be Guardian. It seems the seat is cursed for twice now he has been possessed, and both times I felt like breaking on the inside. I am weak for being in love so I have been told, so let me be weak and let me love let it hurt me for all its worth.
Nothing matters anymore.
Claws of my feet scrape the surface of the ground I walked in, digging and scoring as I dared to walk upon the buildings. This is the city I called home for a year, loved and lost and missing those who left and pining for my sisterwife. Things aren't the same anymore they won't be the same again, where ever I roam is places she used to be and where he still lingers. My family is here, my duty is here and I hoped beyond hope she understood.
I'm torn in two to follow the love I married or to stay for the love I serve.
Lulz of the day:
I will make it quite clear that I do know the meaning of the word "mercy"... I just choose not to show any. - Evil Overlord list!
Friday, 20 February 2009
Weakness
Emotions, feelings and anything that did not conform to blackness, is a weakness inside a demon strong as she is. She did not laugh unless she caused pain, she did not smile unless another cried, she did not enjoy unless they had sorrow. For all the discord she carried with her, she was still somewhat flawed in others eyes.
For one she cared...
Whether it be for the individuals of her family or her family as a whole, or those she had connections to outside of it. The fact she cared so deeply was weakness, and she was told this to her face. Emotions will cloud her judgement, besides it was a human trait.
Think of the family as a whole do not endanger their lives for one person, the losses of a few outweight the losses of many. Always, always she must guard the House and think of its safety first, it is not the first time nor it will be the last she is Lordless. It was plainly seen to many that she perhaps, had far too much placed in him. Weak and it is weak to care oh evil one.
Speaking of those she would guard or even trust, she waited in the library eating cookies waiting for Joah. Her spirit sister under threat from one of her own, who she warned that if she sees him harming her there will be Hell to pay. Arthores said he got the go ahead from Lorne, she pointed out she didn't care what Lorne said. Joah is her sister only she could hurt her, he better hurt her when she can not see. Of course she informed Joah of such things, for as all know Shadows come first and foremost. She will not punish what she has not see, once more Joah was reminded of the knife edge she walks on.
Even if she did trust few of the Omegans she would still stab them, Grr had once before asked Blueray to trust him as he trusted her to be what she is. Magpie however was a different matter, and the relationship between them was a stange one. They would tease and taunt one another as was the manner of angel and demon, but often or not they turned to serious conversation. Before she left the library saying she is used to losing everything, he whispers to her that she will always have him. Conversation was long mostly going over how fucked up they both were, then the Pack was bought up and what happened to her through them.
He wants to destroy them all, to wreck the den and bring them down. Him and few others like him would do the same, how such terrible deeds spawned her in to what she is. Alas what is done is done....
Her heart grows weary as she feels her uselessness greaten, they do not need her like they used to. They can make do without her, the last two weeks have proven that. Thus her days here are numbered, all it will take is time. Yet she loves the Shadows dearly, she gave them all that she had....
Lulz of the day:
[2009/02/18 18:16] DCS2 2.45.2: Raven Ebi OOC: blue your feet make me think of a blue chicken
For one she cared...
Whether it be for the individuals of her family or her family as a whole, or those she had connections to outside of it. The fact she cared so deeply was weakness, and she was told this to her face. Emotions will cloud her judgement, besides it was a human trait.
Think of the family as a whole do not endanger their lives for one person, the losses of a few outweight the losses of many. Always, always she must guard the House and think of its safety first, it is not the first time nor it will be the last she is Lordless. It was plainly seen to many that she perhaps, had far too much placed in him. Weak and it is weak to care oh evil one.
Speaking of those she would guard or even trust, she waited in the library eating cookies waiting for Joah. Her spirit sister under threat from one of her own, who she warned that if she sees him harming her there will be Hell to pay. Arthores said he got the go ahead from Lorne, she pointed out she didn't care what Lorne said. Joah is her sister only she could hurt her, he better hurt her when she can not see. Of course she informed Joah of such things, for as all know Shadows come first and foremost. She will not punish what she has not see, once more Joah was reminded of the knife edge she walks on.
Even if she did trust few of the Omegans she would still stab them, Grr had once before asked Blueray to trust him as he trusted her to be what she is. Magpie however was a different matter, and the relationship between them was a stange one. They would tease and taunt one another as was the manner of angel and demon, but often or not they turned to serious conversation. Before she left the library saying she is used to losing everything, he whispers to her that she will always have him. Conversation was long mostly going over how fucked up they both were, then the Pack was bought up and what happened to her through them.
He wants to destroy them all, to wreck the den and bring them down. Him and few others like him would do the same, how such terrible deeds spawned her in to what she is. Alas what is done is done....
Her heart grows weary as she feels her uselessness greaten, they do not need her like they used to. They can make do without her, the last two weeks have proven that. Thus her days here are numbered, all it will take is time. Yet she loves the Shadows dearly, she gave them all that she had....
Lulz of the day:
[2009/02/18 18:16] DCS2 2.45.2: Raven Ebi OOC: blue your feet make me think of a blue chicken
Wednesday, 11 February 2009
Confused...
[Warning: Contains scenes of a sexual nature :P]
Okay there are two Priests roaming the streets, one that is for Dagon and one that is against Dagon. The one against desires to have recruits who it will pick of its own choosing, unfortunately that has led up to us losing our Lord and Nikita to the Priest. While Lorne and Kishi endeavour to gather information researching this, Dante has taken it upon himself to proclaim himself a temperary Lord. I decided to let him as it has been often or not the Guardian's place to do just that, and I have been in and out of the city a lot recently.
Pieter... How was I to know something was not right? I hugged him as I always do and he drained me, at the same time Quiet drained Aaryanna. Father also returned to the city I had heard rumours, he was looking for family for some reason and my first thought was perhaps do me harm. Luckily my true self was showing to prove that I am a daughter of Janvier, he was impressed of how I looked how I shaped the shell I inhabit. Even my father is no match for the possessed Pieter, we will get our Shadows back.
So it seems the city is a battle ground, the epicenter of some ancient war that is older than the hatred between wolf and vampire. Nothing surprises me anymore.
Dream sequence
Inside her shadow doth the blue demoness lay, curled tight with tail tucked between her legs. If seen one would deem that perhaps she lay as if inside an egg, her nature quelled in the depths of dreaming her features of angelic beauty possessive of a smile. Oh fiend, oh monster, creature of base desires of no morals, the perfect abomination fashioned by the corrupt city. Yet it is in this time hidden from the world, that anything of her human self utterly shattered as it was would show. Unstable in mind during her waking hours masking her intelligence, it was here in slumber when everything settled to allow her true freedom. Freedom from the burden of appearing strong, freedom to be a woman first and a demon second.
Briefly stirring she shifted in her sleep a murmer of the hunger that raked her, both the need of her stomach and of her demanding body. In answer to the silent call a figure loomed beside, tall of stature and seemingly muscular the form taut. Masculine in shape with no discernable features, he is the faceless stranger of her dreams. He moved silently no sound at all betrayed him, he knelt placing one knee between her legs to ease them apart his over beside her right leg. Gently his hands reach for her tail soothing the palms over the scales, in response it uncurled away from her body. Easing his knee against her crotch he rubbed it over the area, a sound of amusment rumbled in his throat when she went on to her back. Too easy.
Good thing Blueray slept naked and he was also unclothed, he looked down to see his knee that was now slightly damp. Using both his hands he widen her legs apart further, now laying on his stomach his head where his knee cap had been. He lightly spread her pussy lips in a fashion suggestive of parting flower petals, tender fingers held her open while his tongue slavered a path over her clit. Above him the demoness moaned her eyes fluttering open, she knew she was dreaming thus she had no sense of panic. Perfect he thought flicking circles to make her clit swell further, when he drove his tongue up inside his mouth clamped upon the sensetive flesh. A gasp broke from her rolling past her lips, unbidden sounds of pleasure and her hips bucked against him. Gripping his hands upon those hips he pinned her down, burying his tongue in deep to taste her liquid center. He did not relent in his taking of her, his teeth lightly nipped and teased his tongue a tool of desire licking her most teasured places. She burst like a bubble being poked, he drank her down every drop.
Turning on her side once he let her go she stared at him, he was on his knees fingers curled around his now hardened shaft. Slowly he stroked his length tempting the woman to come to him, when she knelt before him he stood to rub his cock tip over her trembling lips. Her own tongue long of reptillian nature lashed out to lick the underside of his length, he shuddered giving her joy of one small moan that prompted her. Sliding him in to her silken mouth her tongue coils about the width, her lips encircled him completly and drew him in further. He appeared helpless now lost in his own ectasy, he grips the top of her head with a hand and thrusts in to her warm mouth. Forced to take him she slashes her claws dowh his hips that drove madder, her coiled tongue squeezed as it soothed along his heated skin. Fangs came in contact with his tip, softly grazing enticing to spin him out of control til he bucked unable to stop. Drawing back her tongue she snaked its way in to his slit, tenderly sucking to give him pleasure as he had her. No longer could he be contained that with a cry, he unloaded down the back of her throat before pulling away. A few more strokes of his hand he spilled more upon her supple breasts, she purred in earnest her hunger not yet sated.
Growling feircly his erection non abaiting he forced Blueray to all fours, behind her he knelt grabbing her hips and brutally entering his cock in to her. She was willing she was ready the passage easy, the tight vice of flesh instinctivly tightening sucking him in. Laying over her back he snarls again begining a steady, hard yet slow pace seeking to go deep within her, he surged forwards sheathing himself inside her to pull back only to thrust in her. Rhythemtic it was and she picked the motion up easily, using her own body to move in time with his becoming a unision of lust. Both their cries were heard as they sought to please one another, her claws scoring the ground while his nails raked along her sides. His teeth found her neck he bit her, elicting a louder cry and he drove in to her faster, harder. Heat of their bodies becoming almost unbearable skin against skin, it all felt terrible good causing each sensation each spark of passion to build in them. With stiffening muscles, arching back she threw back her head to howl while her orgasm broke and gushed, crashing through her like an ocean wave breaking against a sandy beach. He joined her once her undulating inner walls massaged his cock, filling her with his hot seed as she milked him dry of all he had.
They fell together in a panting heap, legs entangled about one another. Still inside he moves against her, she groans full from the meal full of him. She let him take her let him slide in and out of her, she wraps herself around him moving to be on top to ride.....
Morning breaks I wake fullfilled by who or by what, a dream just a dream it had to be. I can go a few more days without feeding though, I used my last soul stone... Still just a dream but it felt so real, I haven't had a dream like that in years. I enjoyed it.
[My writing is lame XD]
Okay there are two Priests roaming the streets, one that is for Dagon and one that is against Dagon. The one against desires to have recruits who it will pick of its own choosing, unfortunately that has led up to us losing our Lord and Nikita to the Priest. While Lorne and Kishi endeavour to gather information researching this, Dante has taken it upon himself to proclaim himself a temperary Lord. I decided to let him as it has been often or not the Guardian's place to do just that, and I have been in and out of the city a lot recently.
Pieter... How was I to know something was not right? I hugged him as I always do and he drained me, at the same time Quiet drained Aaryanna. Father also returned to the city I had heard rumours, he was looking for family for some reason and my first thought was perhaps do me harm. Luckily my true self was showing to prove that I am a daughter of Janvier, he was impressed of how I looked how I shaped the shell I inhabit. Even my father is no match for the possessed Pieter, we will get our Shadows back.
So it seems the city is a battle ground, the epicenter of some ancient war that is older than the hatred between wolf and vampire. Nothing surprises me anymore.
Dream sequence
Inside her shadow doth the blue demoness lay, curled tight with tail tucked between her legs. If seen one would deem that perhaps she lay as if inside an egg, her nature quelled in the depths of dreaming her features of angelic beauty possessive of a smile. Oh fiend, oh monster, creature of base desires of no morals, the perfect abomination fashioned by the corrupt city. Yet it is in this time hidden from the world, that anything of her human self utterly shattered as it was would show. Unstable in mind during her waking hours masking her intelligence, it was here in slumber when everything settled to allow her true freedom. Freedom from the burden of appearing strong, freedom to be a woman first and a demon second.
Briefly stirring she shifted in her sleep a murmer of the hunger that raked her, both the need of her stomach and of her demanding body. In answer to the silent call a figure loomed beside, tall of stature and seemingly muscular the form taut. Masculine in shape with no discernable features, he is the faceless stranger of her dreams. He moved silently no sound at all betrayed him, he knelt placing one knee between her legs to ease them apart his over beside her right leg. Gently his hands reach for her tail soothing the palms over the scales, in response it uncurled away from her body. Easing his knee against her crotch he rubbed it over the area, a sound of amusment rumbled in his throat when she went on to her back. Too easy.
Good thing Blueray slept naked and he was also unclothed, he looked down to see his knee that was now slightly damp. Using both his hands he widen her legs apart further, now laying on his stomach his head where his knee cap had been. He lightly spread her pussy lips in a fashion suggestive of parting flower petals, tender fingers held her open while his tongue slavered a path over her clit. Above him the demoness moaned her eyes fluttering open, she knew she was dreaming thus she had no sense of panic. Perfect he thought flicking circles to make her clit swell further, when he drove his tongue up inside his mouth clamped upon the sensetive flesh. A gasp broke from her rolling past her lips, unbidden sounds of pleasure and her hips bucked against him. Gripping his hands upon those hips he pinned her down, burying his tongue in deep to taste her liquid center. He did not relent in his taking of her, his teeth lightly nipped and teased his tongue a tool of desire licking her most teasured places. She burst like a bubble being poked, he drank her down every drop.
Turning on her side once he let her go she stared at him, he was on his knees fingers curled around his now hardened shaft. Slowly he stroked his length tempting the woman to come to him, when she knelt before him he stood to rub his cock tip over her trembling lips. Her own tongue long of reptillian nature lashed out to lick the underside of his length, he shuddered giving her joy of one small moan that prompted her. Sliding him in to her silken mouth her tongue coils about the width, her lips encircled him completly and drew him in further. He appeared helpless now lost in his own ectasy, he grips the top of her head with a hand and thrusts in to her warm mouth. Forced to take him she slashes her claws dowh his hips that drove madder, her coiled tongue squeezed as it soothed along his heated skin. Fangs came in contact with his tip, softly grazing enticing to spin him out of control til he bucked unable to stop. Drawing back her tongue she snaked its way in to his slit, tenderly sucking to give him pleasure as he had her. No longer could he be contained that with a cry, he unloaded down the back of her throat before pulling away. A few more strokes of his hand he spilled more upon her supple breasts, she purred in earnest her hunger not yet sated.
Growling feircly his erection non abaiting he forced Blueray to all fours, behind her he knelt grabbing her hips and brutally entering his cock in to her. She was willing she was ready the passage easy, the tight vice of flesh instinctivly tightening sucking him in. Laying over her back he snarls again begining a steady, hard yet slow pace seeking to go deep within her, he surged forwards sheathing himself inside her to pull back only to thrust in her. Rhythemtic it was and she picked the motion up easily, using her own body to move in time with his becoming a unision of lust. Both their cries were heard as they sought to please one another, her claws scoring the ground while his nails raked along her sides. His teeth found her neck he bit her, elicting a louder cry and he drove in to her faster, harder. Heat of their bodies becoming almost unbearable skin against skin, it all felt terrible good causing each sensation each spark of passion to build in them. With stiffening muscles, arching back she threw back her head to howl while her orgasm broke and gushed, crashing through her like an ocean wave breaking against a sandy beach. He joined her once her undulating inner walls massaged his cock, filling her with his hot seed as she milked him dry of all he had.
They fell together in a panting heap, legs entangled about one another. Still inside he moves against her, she groans full from the meal full of him. She let him take her let him slide in and out of her, she wraps herself around him moving to be on top to ride.....
Morning breaks I wake fullfilled by who or by what, a dream just a dream it had to be. I can go a few more days without feeding though, I used my last soul stone... Still just a dream but it felt so real, I haven't had a dream like that in years. I enjoyed it.
[My writing is lame XD]
Sunday, 1 February 2009
Snow is melted
The journal page is written in two different handwritings, one is Blueray herself [Italic] and the other her shadow [Bold] (Also its a post of a few days events)
The snow is gone melted all over the city, I spent a few hours watching it vanish from sight not even slush behind. I remember the city I grew up in all the snow would melt and be slush, there was none of that here as if the toxins in the air prevent it. While I stood watching I conversed with Alynna, a demon of reputation that I have seen a few times and once back when I still had fur. I rather like her but some Shadows have an issue with her, apprently she glares at them. They don't understand she's a demoness she acts like one, and I act in kind around so have gained mutual respect to one another.
I guess I spent most of the day talking to her, she was interesting and we discussed mainly demon classes and powers. I told her of Delrith and of Janvier how I was turned, I don't normally talk about that stuff unless I feel like it.... Ah well, I moved on.
Library... Always this place but my mistress is right it has been a center for chaos, and she needed a meal she was starving. Staring at the fireplace Denenthorn greets her sneaks up behind, Dragonheart he calls her I don't know why. Bridgette was here too the human girl my mistress can't kill, watching my mistress and Denenthorn. Bridgette got very insistant that the two kiss and swap spit, mistress spoke of what she needed in order to feed. However with the urgings of the human girl, Denenthorn leant down bundled mistress in to his arms and he kissed her. The response was slow at first she had been taken off guard by it, mistress blushed though I could feel her get hot. My poor mistress has been neglected of late, it is no wonder her desire flared.
There is no greater feeling than temptation, so great that it tends to drown out the love one feels. Source of my temptation is the one my sisterwife loves, the tightrope I am walking on is a precarious one. He kissed me first he drove me in to being tempted by him, I was caught up in his own emotions not mine. Just once I want him just once, and I hear Picket snarling behind me.
Delrith found me I had left the city to find my own personal nesting ground on the mainland, he had come to where I had set my place should be. I was down to three soul stones now I had no proper meal except two days ago from chaos, Delrith fed me gave me a full meal even if the time was restrained. I forgot about Magpie forgot the encounter, all I had in this time and now was the intimacy and love I always held for Del. Love that I had for another and thus now was I in the boundries of polygamy, unsure and scared to invest everything that I am in to one person.
To be honest, why should I?
Lulz of the day:
[11:17] Quiet Thunders: hi blue so do you know where toxia is?
[11:17] Blueray Darkes: No sorry never heard of it
[11:17] Quiet Thunders: ok thanks
[11:18] Blueray Darkes: No worries
The snow is gone melted all over the city, I spent a few hours watching it vanish from sight not even slush behind. I remember the city I grew up in all the snow would melt and be slush, there was none of that here as if the toxins in the air prevent it. While I stood watching I conversed with Alynna, a demon of reputation that I have seen a few times and once back when I still had fur. I rather like her but some Shadows have an issue with her, apprently she glares at them. They don't understand she's a demoness she acts like one, and I act in kind around so have gained mutual respect to one another.
I guess I spent most of the day talking to her, she was interesting and we discussed mainly demon classes and powers. I told her of Delrith and of Janvier how I was turned, I don't normally talk about that stuff unless I feel like it.... Ah well, I moved on.
Library... Always this place but my mistress is right it has been a center for chaos, and she needed a meal she was starving. Staring at the fireplace Denenthorn greets her sneaks up behind, Dragonheart he calls her I don't know why. Bridgette was here too the human girl my mistress can't kill, watching my mistress and Denenthorn. Bridgette got very insistant that the two kiss and swap spit, mistress spoke of what she needed in order to feed. However with the urgings of the human girl, Denenthorn leant down bundled mistress in to his arms and he kissed her. The response was slow at first she had been taken off guard by it, mistress blushed though I could feel her get hot. My poor mistress has been neglected of late, it is no wonder her desire flared.
There is no greater feeling than temptation, so great that it tends to drown out the love one feels. Source of my temptation is the one my sisterwife loves, the tightrope I am walking on is a precarious one. He kissed me first he drove me in to being tempted by him, I was caught up in his own emotions not mine. Just once I want him just once, and I hear Picket snarling behind me.
Delrith found me I had left the city to find my own personal nesting ground on the mainland, he had come to where I had set my place should be. I was down to three soul stones now I had no proper meal except two days ago from chaos, Delrith fed me gave me a full meal even if the time was restrained. I forgot about Magpie forgot the encounter, all I had in this time and now was the intimacy and love I always held for Del. Love that I had for another and thus now was I in the boundries of polygamy, unsure and scared to invest everything that I am in to one person.
To be honest, why should I?
Lulz of the day:
[11:17] Quiet Thunders: hi blue so do you know where toxia is?
[11:17] Blueray Darkes: No sorry never heard of it
[11:17] Quiet Thunders: ok thanks
[11:18] Blueray Darkes: No worries
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