Its the things I don't know...

Yeah its the things I don't know that get to me, like when Domino says demons make the most sinfully delicious human type food. Or when Omen says a Lord will help siphon off my madness and keep it under control, to be told that there is a way to be under one of the Seven without following.

Omen and I we're both related to Belial not as followers but as spawn, though Omen is older than I and perhaps a son of Belial one that both my uncle and father don't know about. Though it doesn't surprise me that the bastard would have spawned more than two sons, as Belial like his son Janvier are hornballs specially if they get whiskey down their necks. I'm no exception either its why I try not to drink...

A few days ago one of our new Risen had shown up again, Sky Foehammer. I offered him a chance to see some things no one else gets to see, he accepted it since he was curious and I bid him to drink my blood. We spoke for a while on the street about what has been going on, who joined who left afterwards he suggested we go for a drink unless I wasn't interested in hanging out. I accepted the offer we went to the bar, getting our drinks to then sit at a table to talk of other things.

I got no idea why I opened up to Sky perhaps because I knew he wouldn't tell anyone, or that he is rarely around so would be unable to tell no one of my current concerns. I suppose in some small way he reminded me of Skyler, who had dropped in once for two weeks now to pester me while I dj for KCLA. I needed to talk... I needed Skyler to re-inforce to me that my decisions were just, that I shouldn't doubt myself. Skyler wasn't there and neither is Pieter, the two men in my life I had often turned to for advice were no longer a constant. One who tells me to return to the Pit, the other long since vanished. Its a hard thing to swallow when I'm so used to relying on them, over the last year I have had to rely on myself to tell myself I'm doing fine. In truth I am except when things shift and change, to throw me curveballs that cause me to stumble and then second guess myself.

So here I am in the Zodiac with an atmosphere similar to the Haven, strange that this place is actually two years behind the island I left. I poured out every word I could of everything that I been told by Omen to me, he saw the scarring on my right arm demanding to know who hurt me. I told him it was Omen he done it months ago after we fought, he healed my injuries when I wouldn't back down and submit to his collar but he left me that scar. I have only dealt with Hell ice once that was when I had to get Tom back, he was an ice demon who had lost his shell he ruled over the ice level in Hell itself. I never fought Hell Ice I never seen ice that doesn't melt when thrown against Hell fire, it was a vicious fight caused by Omen not understanding that my true form was a sign of hunger not of war. However I relished that fight the violence, I had wanted to be fucked by him so bad back then for I was miserable with my marionette. Alone, unwanted, miserable. That blasted thing only showed up when I was at the end of my tether with dire need, I had nothing else to releive myself with other than my scaled tail.

How things change... I'm happy now!

Sky didn't care that it was months ago he was furious I got hurt at all, I had Shadows who were like that with me back in the day. Now I got AR who are like that now, it still amazes me how I can install such respect and fury when I'm defeated or injured. I don't like a lot of people though I despise them, my family however I will protect and adore perhaps this is why. I heal though I always heal, that is the one thing they forget. Part of the heritage blood that heals, blood that causes others to see the other plain, blood that makes the mind weak that can cause easy possession or some form of insanity. What strange and wonderous blood. Eventually Sky ran out the bar with full moon so close ad his Risen temper, I think it was best he did that. I won't have him starting a war with Brood for something that was already sorted, some people are just hot heads at the end of the day.

The question that now hangs between him and me is "Do I want to learn"? The thing I can't figure out is what is it that I want to learn of my own kind, that I haven't already learned from Pieter and Kishi or by observing the other demons? A lot of the antics they get up to are common, base and crude. Rarely have I seen a Brood demon tear another apart though I have witnessed once, I was happy to see it for finally I thought they were being demons. It was shortlived. Far too many demons deal in Lust while other sins are overlooked, it has gotten to the point where people assume I am a Succubus therefore I must deal in Lust first and primary that means I fuck.

These people are so very wrong, that their assumptions make me sick.

I'm a royal blood, high demon, my main sin is Pride the second is Wrath. The last and final one is Lust, I save that for my mate and my sisterwife. Even if I wasn't mated I would be saving such things for those I deemed worthy of it, to be fucking honest not a lot of people in LA are worthy of my last sin.

Lulz of the day:

[14:22] Mac Gaelyth: i see 'Blueray Darkes' and i think 'craaaaaaaaaaaaaaazy bluedemon lady.'

I do not know

Working class demon... A demon demands all working class demons are given more imps, riches and freedom, I sort of laugh at that kind of thing as I am neither working class or restricted by such servitude. Unlike my brethen I retained freedom a royal blood descended, perhaps my decision not to abide by the Seven has left me more alienated than I thought.

I'm also extremely unique I know that, there is no demon that is just like me. I am being told so many things, its started tugging at me yet still I refuse to listen. Stubborn I dig in my heels in once more unease settles in, I begin to feel out of place. It will pass...

Lulz of the day:

[15:09] Mac Gaelyth: oh dear god
[15:09] Mac Gaelyth: my typo made a new word that's perfect for cola
[15:10] Mac Gaelyth: Extrapeolating.
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[17:39] Xombie Khaos: If Blue committed a crim and left behind a ton of evidence would we have to label them as Blue's Clues?
[17:39] Xombie Khaos: crime*
[17:39] Cat Helse: ...yes
[17:39] Maiel Edenflower: well then...just let me get my Handy Dandy Note-book!
[17:40] Cat Helse: And we'd have to sit down on our thinking chair and think.
[17:42] Blueray Darkes stabs youall
[17:43] Xombie Khaos is stabbed. It's hawwt.
[17:43] Rhaeon Thor loves it
[17:43] Cat Helse: Do it againnn
[17:43] Blueray Darkes stabs you all again, "Now Picket is singing the think song"
[17:44] Maiel Edenflower is stabbed and keeps talking. "so what would Blue wanna do with a knife, blood and a list of all our names. *pauses* That's it! Murder!"
[17:45] Xombie Khaos: Let's all sing about murder, kids!

Its that holiday cheer

With the ritual of trying to get rid of my shadow's sentience going wrong and backfiring, I spent a week flat against walls and grounds watching my shadow in my place. Course the damn thing didn't care about the goings on inside the family, it complained about being expected to be an officer.

It had gotten in to conversation with an ice demon who is called Omen and a follower of grandfather Belial, I was annoyed because Omen believes I should be nestled in the arms of the Brood. Saying there is call inside me that I refuse to listen to, but with a Lord's guidence my madness and violence can be siphoned off can be controlled. The talk rolled on to the fact I didn't need to serve a Lord in order to respect them, my temper got the better of me for there is nothing that Belial has done for me other than drop us like a hot potato. When I say us I mean myfather that also includes myself, I did take heed of some of the words for my lessons on demons had been few. Few and yet they had stuck with me even with my moving from the toxic dump to Lost Angels, never submit to never have a master for no demon has one. I do wander if there is a call deep inside me, if there is I will find a way to silence it. I do not mingle well with my own kind, yes I can speak with them when I'm calm but even then I can only stand so much time with them.

Far too different, but perhaps far too much the same?

To give me a break from being dis-placed we went to visit Toxian City, my visit as always short and to remind those I still call friend that I do still exist that I have not perished yet. Seeing those who are Shadows bow before the current Lord of the House and even use his title, sickens me to my very core that my tongue would start verbally lashing at them. Shadows do not bow or at least are not meant to, for respect can be shown without such submissive actions. It also reminds me of the Brood how every demon will submit to those who are ranked higher than them in their ranks, using titles and always asking for permission to leave their presence in much the same as the vampire Coven do. Disgusting. Once more I was asked to return to stop being the Shadows critic and instead be their sister, several of them murmered agreement to this but I refused as I always do. For those of us who left under Pieter's banner, most had returned to the Pit and I remain in LA with my family. Happy and mostly content. I can't visit the place that often for one I can't stomach it often and two I'm extremely busy, either dealing in body parts for the market or various other things connected to Archiac Redemption.

I never stay at the bottom.

I have retaken my place from my shadow I have been starving for a week, my form became its hunger form and I was unleashed upon the streets. Streets are empty I took to the outskirts of the city to hunt in greener areas, I found several animals to devour eating their bodies and their fear. This was after our own Tony (not Bouchard) fed me some meat from the freezer. I wanted to talk to Avian and Jessica ask them what they think demons do, ask about the demons they follow for I find myself now confused. Contracts are another thing that bother me completely, Brood demons are always making contracts rather than doing things on their own accord. I asked an imp once why he needed a contract in order to guard a door, why couldn't he just do it by himself without being told? The imp had no answer.

Chaos requires no contracts and neither does loyality... I won't let Omen convince me to leave my family and join his, I refuse to be among the common Succubus and Incubus with their puffed up and self proclaimed titles. As a royal blood even though I was made in to a demon, by heritage and right alone I'm higher than them. Strange how I was meant to be lower but a turn in events proved to be in my favour, father didn't want competation but I have a better grasp on most of my powers than he does now. Simply because I learn, I like to learn.

Well the human holiday of Christmas is upon us again, ugh the good will to all men is a horrible and disgusting concept. I hate I mean I really hate Christmas I hate the way everyone is so happy, or they want to be nice and helpful it's sick it's gross. People need to stop spreading their cheer and their goodwill around, go take it and shove it up their ass its a humanity ridden and terrible thing. Give me Halloween any day of the year but Christmas... Christmas needs to fucking burn and cease to exist, I swear I will fucking kill anyone who wishes me a merry christmas. FUCK OFF! Stupid fucking humans and their stupid holidays, hey that doesn't stop us making horror scenes with snowmen and decorating a tree with intestines.

I would like to spend some of the holiday with Picket...

Lulz of the day:

[16:29] Blueray Darkes: [My first came on that 64 was Hangman and astronaut]
[16:30] Blueray Darkes: [game*]

When Wormwood passed over

[I never had time or the inspiration to write this for the CoLA contest when it was up, so now I'm just writing it here]

You want to know what I was doing when Wormwood passed over? I don't even remember what year it was, actually to be honest I never kept track of years... I had no need for such things as years, weeks, days or even hours, every day was the same a hardship to keep on living. Humans make me laugh sometimes they are so terrified of dieing, always scared of the unknown and petrified of me. I was one of the few lycans that showed themselves on a regular basis long before Wormwood, I was no longer human I didn't want to stay looking human. I was no longer weak as they are, I was better than they were.

London at least I think that was what people called the city, a pretty prosperious place if you got a job, money and a car. If you were like me a homeless streetrat iking out a living, it was nothing more than one giant trashcan. Its a filthy city from its very bowels to the surface those humans walked on, disgusting filled to the brim with humans who took everything for granted. Wasted their lives, their food and killed themselves slowly or quickly. I never cared for them I took what I could from them in anyway possible, hey I had to survive somehow ya know.

Night is a time I can be found hunting either for those rodents that scurry through the alleyways, or searching for scraps in the trash cans and skips. I hadn't gotten the taste for human meat yet I wasn't that bad back then, I had murdered a gang but it was self defence you can't blame me for that. After getting food I then pad along walls and fences with tail wagging behind me, mostly searching for my missing twin who had abandoned me since the werewolf attack on us that changed me and I guess him too. My ears pricked forwards before swivling as I got that sense something was terribly wrong, that was when this huge orange and blue tailed comet thing streaked through the night sky. It lit up everything on its way blazing like that, something still wasn't right something was horribly wrong. I remember tensing up listening to the sudden hush that had fallen over the entire city, it wasn't long before I heard rushing water.

The river Thames had swelled in to what appeared to be a raging ocean, bursting its banks flooding every street and alley. People drowned in their beds they didn't stand a chance, those that didn't drown were crushed when buildings fell on top of them. Yeah I remember seeing a lot of London falling apart the ground cracking, all those things you never thought could exist turned out to be real. Well I suppose considering I was a lycan I shouldn't have been so disbeliving, but you never really stop to think what if vampires are real. I knew demons and anthro felines were one of them was my pet I saved from the train wrack, I ran hard that night back to where we slept together when I wasn't hunting. Luckily he took to the rooftops as I had, I found him safe and sound I was fucking relieved. Disater after disater struck the cesspool, humans running scared all over the place being hunted by demon and vampire alike. Hellfire scroching bodies souls being stolen, blood drained from people. I gulped I didn't really like demons not since one killed my parents, I couldn't help but watch the chaos unfolding.

On that night I decided I wanted to be stronger than a lycan, I wanted to become a demon I wanted that power. With the streets heaving with the dead and dieing, Ashura and myself made our way to anywhere that was still relativily untouched. Course it was another few years after that before I got the ferry to Toxia... Yeah I saw Hell open up to spew forth its denizons that night...

Wormwood...

I want it!

Lulz of the day:

[17:44] Blueray Darkes is now getting a blowjob on her tail...
[17:44] Jessica Susser: just don't spooge from it. I seriously had someone do that.))
[17:44] Blueray Darkes: [wtf]
[17:45] Jessica Susser: leonora had an orgasm from Jess sucking on her tail one day))
[17:45] Blueray Darkes: [right...]
[17:45] Jessica Susser: yeah :/ it was odd)
[17:46] BG Quicksand raises an eyebrow, 'Demon essence orgasms? what are those for?'
[17:46] BG Quicksand: err, *stones
[17:46] Blueray Darkes: [Now look what you done]
[17:46] Jessica Susser: freudulan slip))
[17:46] BG Quicksand: ((too many details, yeah))
[17:46] Blueray Darkes: [I loled]

Xan Portal

I met him as part of the family I had joined, that strange mask covered his face. One of many zombies, one of the Archaic Redemption. I suppose I never noticed him much, he was sort of always there in the background. Til the day he got burned his mask welded to his face, I used my blood on him and as predicted he went mad. After three days he returned to me asking me for more, he had met a demon on the other plain and spoke to him. Xan wanted to see him again but the only way was my blood.

Then the lunacy came...

The disease of hunger and insanity hit hard, not only did I fight Stein but I devoured Xan. I left his skeleton to let it wander the city, til a cure had been found, made and given. At that point he was just a skull, so began my task of re-making Xan. He took my blood and ate my flesh to re-build his body, I had made something unique a being who is a part of me.

Demonic qualities in an undead showed unexpected results, a legion of demons used Xan as a gateway and possessed him. I removed them then sealed him so he could not be used again. So time moves on Xan provided me with a meal of lust, since then desires for Stein and my Lord have been pushed aside. For now I want for no other, he is mine and I am his. I wonder if this is how Picket felt when she was with Magpie...

Lets dance together in the darkness my love, we'll make chaos among the masses!

Lulz of the day:

[11:36] Beauty Batriani pictures Mac dressed like William Wallace from Braveheart, with the makeup, sitting at his computer.
[11:36] Mac Gaelyth: ((you can take my life, but you can never take my broadband.))

Quiet days

As the days get shorter and the nights longer, it appears to be quieter around the city. Halloween has passed and gone, I did enjoy a few parties including a wedding. Pack weddings I think are stamped as being dysfuntional, the first one I had atteneded certainly was. I think wolves should not do things the traditional human way, they should perhaps stick to their own ways might go better.

A lot of ghosts came to the city before Halloween, some of the Brood opened up a portal to let in the Wild hunt. They rounded up the ghosts but have stayed themselves, now some of us are feeling the allure to join the upcoming hunt. I look forward to the chaos to be honest.

A few weeks ago I unbound my puppet since I have found someone, who makes me wish for no other that he even pushes my feelings for my human and my lord away from me. All I want is him, no one else will do and all temptation for now has fled.

Lulz of the day:

[16:38] Makalia Firethorn: Most people do it discretly but this Vendor just HAD to shout it
[16:39] Aeon Zero: lol
[16:39] Aeon Zero: yeah
[16:39] Blueray Darkes: Public humilation
[16:39] Makalia Firethorn: Wonderful thing.
[16:39] Blueray Darkes: YOU BOUGHT A PENIS LETS TELL EVERYONE!!!
[16:39] Aeon Zero: yay!
[16:39] Aeon Zero shouts: i Also bought 3 cans of epic soup today
[16:39] Makalia Firethorn: Woot
[16:39] Blueray Darkes: It should yell, "CONGRATULATIONS NOW YOU CAN HAVE PIXEL SEX WITHOUT BEING A KENDOLL"!
[16:40] Aeon Zero: XD!!!

The law

When I joined the House of Shadows there was two laws we learned, the first was family before all others. Second law was bleed for the House, die for the House. I was a lycan back then and three of my sisters wanted a little fun, they captured Delrith who at the time was my lover. That was the day I got in to breaking bones, we chained him to the Pit floor. I broke every bone in his body while my sisters did vile things to him, Ava actually fed him a half rotted fetus. Should I have whined and told them no? Should I have sat back and cried? No! I followed the law the family came first, and I will be redeemed if I didn't join in. I enjoyed hurting him.

My uncle Magpie or Denenthorn an angel with one wing of black and one wing of white, he had crossed a Shadow so I went and exacted revenge. Beat him threw him down the stairs, while he asked me to kill him I refused. Grr a were coyote yes I might have trusted him, that never held me back when I got ordered to hurt Omegans. I betrayed my spirit sister Joah, refusing her access to the Pit when she requested it. I was simply backing up my superior.

Bato also known as Cinn a friend of mine I have clashed with, fought him and tortured him on at least two seperate occasions. Hahahaha no no one was safe from the double edged blade of knowing me.

Now I'm Archaic Redemption the law is simple and the same as one I followed before, family before all others. I follow it as I have done before to the letter, everyone be they friend, blood relative, adopted relative, my own spawn, they have no protection as I once threw said people to the Shadows I now throw them to the Archaics. My sisterwife Picket was skinned in front of my eyes by Ishiko, Picket was not in our family and I stood watching it happen. Sure one of them won't believe me but there is no evidence that I guard non AR, if the family wants these beings then the family shall have them.

Go ahead little one find one of them, bring them to the warehouse. I will show you my calliousness, I will show you who I am and what I am. I will tear them apart myself, I will let you do what you want with them. I am not ruled by my heart there is no clouded judgement or trying to protect, there is only the family they come first in all things. Everyone else regardless of their ties regardless of what they are, are expendable, inferior and food. Have fun won't you?

Lulz of the day:

[13:27] Elamyrath Bracken stands....and stands well
[13:28] Blueray Darkes goes to shove him, and make sure she aims his face for the DIRT!
[13:29] Elamyrath Bracken dies....game....over
[13:29] Blueray Darkes shakes her head at the lameness of her brother, he used to be awesome so awesome that it froze your panties to your cooch.
[13:30] Elamyrath Bracken lost his awesome when he ate that twinkie that one time