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Death Club Diary – Session Ten “Trick or Treat?” (Part Two.)

28 Thursday Feb 2013

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October 27, 2012 03:03AM
Roleplay Live : Group : The Death Club.Trick or Treat? Part Two

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iShatteredSanity
LuciL
Tikool
LadyBelz
CharlotteCarrendar

LadyBelz: “A kiss, yeah, but not on my ass. I was thinking about a kiss somewhere else.” was his reply back. She felt the wetness against her ear and turned to look at Alex in a whole new way. “Hmm…you’re cute.” she grinned, leaning closer to him and running her fingers up and down his arm. She moved in for the kill, teasing his lips with her own. “My services aren’t cheap. Think you can afford me?” she teased before walking away. The Phantom watched the interaction with a clenched fist and a low growl that made the woman who was trying to talk to him back away slowly. Mia headed out to the dance floor, swaying her body in a sensual manner that caused more than a few men to turn away from Maggie to watch Mia instead. A man dressed as a Man In Black wormed his way in behind her, placing his hands on her hips and grinding the lower half of his body against her ass. With a wicked grin, she turned in his arms, draping her own across his neck as his hands traveled down her backside, dropping her into a low dip that looked nearly obscene. He leaned closer to her to murmur in her ear. “Hello, gorgeous. What’s a pretty thing like you doing in a place like this?” The words and the accent were *very* familiar and Mia froze mid-move to stared at the man in shocked surprise. “Marine Boy?” It wasn’t very often Mia was surprised and she never forgot a face. The man took off his sunglasses and she was confronted with a very familiar pair of ocean blue eyes. “Oh my god! It is you! When did you get back?” she laughed, pulling the man into a hug. “Got in to port earlier this afternoon. Brought some of the guys with me who wanted to meet you.” He turned and pointed to a group of Marines dressed up as the Village People dancing with some of the girls near the DJ booth. She waved to them when they saw she was looking and they gave their friend a thumbs up sign, a few even whistling in appreciation. She laughed and turned to look back at him. “I never did get your name the last time you were here.” He chuckled at that. “As I recall, we were kind of…busy…with other things. And the name’s David.” he replied, kissing her hand like a gentleman would. “Well David, I think this deserves one of my “special” welcomes.” Mia smirked, taking his hand and leading him upstairs to an empty room. The minute she locked the door behind her, he was on her like white on rice, pinning her to the door and kissing the breath from her lungs. She moaned low in her throat as she ripped his jacket from his body, itching to get her hands on his skin. Not relinquishing her lips, he reached up to pull his shirt off, buttons flying everywhere and groaned as her nails dug into his shoulders. Neither were aware that someone was standing outside the door, trying to listen to what they were doing, but because of the soundproofing on this particular room, was unable to hear a thing, much to their frustration.

LuciL: Maggie finished her song reaching its crescendo leaving the crowd whooping with delight and cheering her on for an excellent show even Sabina still kneeling on the platform was clapping her hands together and whistling at Maggie. That Irish woman was something else, an unknown talent that should be revealed to the whole world and what better way than showing her off in the infamous night club of Prague. A very good move. The show was over and the dj started spinning up the cyberpunk tunes that had an edge of techno to them and it got Sabina moving on the spot. Josef was by her platform sitting at her stage waiting for her by already fishing out his wallet and waving the euros teasing her with them. Sabina giggled as she winked down at the Spaniard “For me Jo? You are too kind” Josef chuckled as he slipped one into her garter “Show the crowds how much candy you can give” Sabina smoothed her fingers down the sides of her body and arched her back against the pole already gripping the cold metal with both hands and lifting her body up taking a quick spin around the pole testing its strength. It was stable and soon Sabina was swinging around and grinding her body against the pole, using the pole between her breasts like the time she was giving a certain rockstar, a teasing job with his own ‘pole’ she flashed a smile to the gathering crowd around her platform and wiggled down allowing them to slide their euros into her garters, one bold man copping a feel of her exposed breast and wanting to peel off the sticker but she quickly pulled away and Josef shot him a dangerous glare. It seemed for tonight Josef had either adopted himself as Sabina’s bodyguard while she danced or was keeping all other males off her so he could keep it all to himself. Wrapping both legs around the pole in the air, Sabina let herself fall back with a soft running her hands down the front of her body, using her thigh muscles to keep her up and pulled Josef forward by his cravat, her tongue sliding out and running across his lips. He immediately felt his lower body burn and wake up from its slumber, Sabina pulled herself back up and swung around the pole, her dark eyes winking at Josef teasing him more. The Spanish made a vow he would not go home with blue balls this time.

Tikool: Melissa walks toward Inga and Maggie and tries to say hi, “ Yo, remember the other day? “ She pulls out her phone and shows a clip of the video now posted on youtube with over 20,000 hits already. “ This things gonna be famous, and I NEVER introduced myself.” Sitting down at the bar as the people relax after the awesome singing, she gets another drink and continues drinking. “ Name’s Melissa, and how does one get hired here? “ Before she could put her phone away she spots Nikolas in her gear and waves again. “ I GOT YOU ON YOUTUBE. You’re gonna be famous dude.” Drinking her drink her phone rings with an unknown number. “ Wonder who this is….. “ Letting it go to voice mail she sits hoping to meet the people she laughed with at the store the other day.

iShatteredSanity: -Demetrios was still looking at Dixie who was back with Inga, her bar sister who she had greatly missed. He was happy that Inga was back, not because he was her employer, but because Dixie was happy. Nothing mattered more to him than seeing his babygirl Dix smile. As they came back at the bar, Demetrios pondered on taking her away for a few minutes. But that thought was interrupted by Alexandros who nudged him with his elbow.- [Alexandros.] “Man, Mia is into me. I am so fucking adorable.” –He said and was about to strike a bodybuilder post when Demetrios bopped his head while laughing.- [Demetrios.] “I honestly wonder why the hell I keep you as my pet.” –He said and Alexandros flipped him off.- [Alexandros.] “That was uncalled for, and pet? Well, I can live with that.” –He said and shrugged his shoulders as both men laughed for some time before Demetrios rose from his seat and went around the bar, entering it and leaning close to Dix, whispering to her ear.- [Demetrios.] “Could this witch offer some time to the poor Grim Reaper?” –He asked her and let a soft and warm breath part his mouth and fall on her skin, waiting for her answer. Alexandros on the other hand gulped down his shots and finished his beer in one go, looking around at the crowd and spotting a shady figure of a man dressed like a ghost or something. There was some weird sensation about that fellow, but Alexandros shrugged it off. Well, if that fellow was to cause any problems, then of course the security, or him and Demetrios would mobilize and all hell would break loose. || On the chill lounge. Things had began to heat up a bit with some of the ladies losing their clothes already and more ladies joining them. Men were not allowed to enter, but they could watch. And they watched. And they drooled, A LOT! Helena could not help herself but chuckle while staring at the men with some raging boners, almost hearing their thoughts about getting some pussy. But the two bouncers on the columns of the lounge were not allowing anyone enter unless Helena herself said so. || Upstairs, outside the private rooms, the security was higher than usual. Just moments ago someone was caught selling drugs to someone else and he was kicked out of the club, so nobody was to make another mistake. As one of the bouncers who was dressed like Eric Draven, aka The Crow, saw someone dressed like a ghost from some musical, who was creeping outside the door of one of the private rooms. The bouncer walked past by the man but as he passed by he spoke to the ghost.- [Bouncer.] “Cause any problem and you will become a real ghost.” –The bouncer said and walked away, informing the security about that and making sure that the specific spot would be under surveillance. || Outside. Ivan and Nikolai smoked a few cigarettes and teased each other, mimicking the creature of Frankenstein and fooling around even with the customers that were getting inside. Everything was fine. But still that shadow in that corner was staring at them, yet not making a single move.-

CharlotteCarrendar: It was more like a Solid Gold Dancer’s convention, even with marines all dressed as the Village people. The sea of dancers, the patrons, their bodies, grinding againest each other, the pulsing strobe lights, all worked in time with the powerful thud and beat of the music. The Death Club….was alive! Every where you looked, people were either laughing, rejoicing to the music, sexing in dark corners, or catching up with friends, all dancing in packs. ~Flash Flash Flash~ the lights streamed down a rainbow of colour across the bar, where we are back now with the four likely bar tenders. Never a dull moment, even with Inga working once more, her bunny ears flopping around, her tits jiggle under her tight black corset of leather. Nikolas was seriously hot under all that silk, lace and was panting like a dog, wiping his brow, his blonde curls getting in his eyes. “So hot..” -he muttered, until a young lass came up and introduced herself to Maggie and Inga. “ Yo, remember the other day? “ Both girls looked at the phone, then Maggie lent closer and burst out laughing. “Oh feekin’ hell. NIK…Come see this!”- Nikolas was pulling on his gloves, when Melissa sung out to him directly. “ I GOT YOU ON YOUTUBE. You’re gonna be famous dude.” Nikolas looked like he was set to faint. “Oh…fuck no…No NO NO NO NO NO~”- he snarled and then shouted. “That does it. I am a fucking HE MAN…RAWWWRRR!”- he started to tear off the hat and tossed it across the bar, when it landed on a drunk. “Ugh…oh..free hat.”- Nikolas then tore off the dress, letting it slide to the floor, where he kicked it offf and out from under his feet. And you would have guessed. The Rocky horror gold undies…with a HUGE bulge. “I’m not a Poof!”- he said, sweeping Maggie up in his arms, as she blinked at him in surprise. “Nik!?”- He then proceeded to crush his lips againest hers, grabbing at her right thigh and pulling it aound his waist, as he slammed her to the fridge, and basically tried to hump her right thena and there. Maggie..put up little resistance. Dixie, who was trying to keep up with Alex and Demetrios’s antics, started coughing and then she couldn’t help laughing. “GO CHEDDAR! * rolling her fist over and pawing the air. WOOF WOOF WOOF!”- Falling back she tried to catch her breath, as Maggie and Nikolas were putting on a live sex show for the drinkers at the bar. Inga gasped and then took up a handful of nuts and started to pop them in her mouth, nodding. “Yes…nice..push a bit more, Nikolas…THAT’S IT…Yes…Nice hip vork.” Dixie came around the bar, as the other tenders took over, so she could have her break, making a bee line for Dem. She straddled his lap and then lent forward to bite his bottom lip. “Trick or treat…this witch is on heat.” <3>

LadyBelz: Having been caught by one of the security loitering outside the door the room Mia had gone into, The Phantom of the Opera decided a retreat was the better part of valor and headed back downstairs. He’d bide his time, he had all night. Inside the private room, Mia was now bent over the arm of a chair as David plowed her hard from behind, pinning her arms behind her back as he drove his cock deep into her body. She moaned at the sensation, moving one of her legs up and over the arm she was bent over and letting out a passionate scream as that move drove him deeper than ever. “Oh…yes…right there!” she groaned, dropping her head forward. “Mia…mmm…Mia…oh….Mia!” David cried out, pinning her to the chair with his body as he came, his whole body spasming with the force of his orgams. He collapsed over her back, releasing her arms so as not to squish her too much. She chuckled beneath him as they both panted and struggled to get their breath back. “What’s…(*pant*)…so funny?” he wondered, kissing the back of her neck. She shivered at the sensation, clenching her pussy walls around him and causing him to groan. “I think…(*pant*)…this is how…(*moan*)…we ended up last time.” He made a “hmmm” sound as he thrust into her again. Talking became a moot point as they resumed their activities, unaware of what was going on out on the main floor.

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LuciL: Sabina was sweating and enjoying herself while portraying the deadly succubus for this Halloween themed night. The only thing that was keeping her cool was not the large fans or air-conditioning coming through the vents it was the silver pole that she purposely grinded and rode, letting out a soft sigh as she rubbed her crotch against it and twirled around again landing on her feet and arching her back as she finished her single dance. Sabina had caught quite the crowd around her platform and she laughed softly as she slid down onto her behind and sat down on the pedestal just as Josef appeared again holding a second glass of Black Russian, her dark eyes fixated on her favourite alcohol as she happily took the glass and started drinking from it, Josef pulled her close and gently kissed the nape of her neck. Even in his swashbuckling loose pants Sabina could feel his rising erection as it attempted to push against her barely covered folds and penetrate. Sabina knew she had been teasing the Spanish for roughly three Saturdays now and he had been her loyal bodyguard and bartender giving her the taste of the Black Russian. But seeing how many people were having sex in the Deathclub right now and turning it into one huge orgy or so Sabina was feeling it made her laugh shortly. Maybe it was her mood, maybe it was the fact that Marrok had not shown up for the night, Sabina find the whole thing rather off putting. Seeing the blue hair tart on the other side of the club attempt to pull Evzen upstairs but he seemed withdrawn and was trying to decline. Sabina growled softly and Josef paused in his lip action on her neck releasing her flesh he gave her a concerned look. Kissing him quickly Sabina murmured “I’ll be back Jo, wait for me…” her flirtatious smiles promised delights, delights that she might not give if she was determined on what she was going to do now. Her black roped stiletto heels clicked hard into the floor, even pushing some copulating couples apart “Excuse me darlings, pardon for the intrusion” She sang to them both, the man staring at her and smiled “I’ll find your post next Miss Sabina!” Sabina chuckled and shook her head but her dark eyes were on fire as she walked straight up to the blue hair woman and smacked her face…hard “He said no you blue hair cunt!” Evzen (who was dressed up as Robin Hood) stared at Sabina in shock “Sabina?! What…” Sabina shot him a heated glare “Not now Ed!” There it was again the nickname and it quickly silenced the Lambourgini and now winery CEO. The blue hair woman or ‘Fiona’ from the other Saturday cried out in shock and spun around on Sabina “Why you candy slut, you left him!” Now it was getting personal and it seemed Fiona knew what had happened between Sabina and Evzen, that only angered the Romanian more but not just at the British woman but at her former boy toy as well. Sabina hissed and grabbed the white midriff blouse of the woman and shook her as one of the patrons mid fucking pointed “Bitch fight!” Just as two of the bouncers came running down from their posts and attempting to seperate the two pissed off escorts.

Tikool: Watching him tear of his outfit almost in a rage from seeing the video, Melissa stares at the action as he goes into I’m gonna rape mode and leans back. Looking around she notices people all over the place getting their groove on, feeling odd now because she wasn’t she set her sights on a different goal. She plans to somehow talk to the hiring persona tonight, or get herself eaten out. One of the two was going to happen, walking around her phone rings again with the unnamed number. “ AGAIN… who IS this? “ Answering it she holds it close so she can hear from the loud music playing and the random loud scream “ BITCH FIGHT “ She stops and takes a glance as Rina goes for the attack. “ Who the what now? “ Before she can react a voice on the phone screams as she shocked back to attention. “ MELISSA! CHILD! This is Tiffany! I’m coming up there.. making sure you don’t fuck up this time. We don’t have money for you to waste away drinking and not pulling your goddamn weight.” Melissa does a face and jerks back at the voice. “ Seriously? I’m trying to find the person I need to talk too. You can’t come here, what’re you going to do? Jump on the dance floor and try to rape someone else’s titty? You can’t do that shit here…” Tiffany laughs as Melissa does a double take and sees everyone BUT Rina pretty much fucking under the lights and corners of the darkness. “ Melissa… You’re young so you’re forgiven.. but just wait. I’ll be there shortly. And show you how it’s fucking done.” Melissa hangs up and slaps herself. “ Fuck me running into a spin dash. WHY? WHY must the gaming gods of sega taunt me tonight? Didn’t I buy your last fucking sonic game! I don’t even LIKE sonic colors!!!”

iShatteredSanity: -“Trick or treat…this witch is on heat.”, was what Dixie said and Demetrios chuckled.- [Demetrios.] “How about trick with the treat?” –He asked and winked as he planted a soft kiss on her lips, grabbing her hand and pulling her with him. His destination was none other than the office where he knew that they would have privacy and nobody would disturb them. || Alexandros who had finished his drink already looked at Nick, the barman and could not help himself but laugh at what he had seen.- [Alexandros.] “I have a question. Is that big? Not Zohan big, but Lex Steel big. You know, Zohan has the bush and such that adds more to the size, but I really wonder.” –Alexandros asked Nick the Dick but then turned his head to look at the succubus dressed woman with the pink hair that he had seen some time ago. He looked at her shaking her body and causing a few men to rub their crotches, obviously having difficulty hiding a boner. Truth to be told, he was horny too and he did want to get some pussy for the night. Waiting for Nick to respond he was staring at the woman, and nodded his head a few times.- “Hold on sugar, daddy will be with your shortly.” –He said and cracked his neck and knuckles. But when Sabina left, he looked back at Nick and mumbled to himself.- “Well, maybe some other time.” || Inside the chill lounge. The ladies had began to lose their clothes and Helena nodded to the bouncers, letting them know that they could close the curtains. But before the curtains had closed Helena allowed a few men to walk inside but also both bouncers to make sure that the men would only watch and not touch. Two more bouncers took the post of the previous ones when the curtain closed. The 7 men looked at the ladies and Helena who smirked at them.- [Helena.] “The rules to stay in here are simple. Lose all of your clothes. Don’t touch any girl otherwise you will be kicked out. If you violate one of these rules, the two gentlemen…” –Helena motioned the bouncers.- “…they will make sure that you will be kicked out after suffering from humiliation by everyone in here. Do we have a deal? Oh, and you can jerk off as much as you want, I don’t give a shit about that.” –Helena said and looked at the men who all nodded their heads.- “Good. Now gentlemen, enjoy yourselves. As for you two…” –Helena looked at the two bouncers.- “…later on you can go and get any girl you like from the club. My treat.” –She said and looked at the bouncers knuckle fisting each other and smirking. And so the ladies began to do their own thing as the men removed their clothes and began jerking off, obviously not being able to handle the heat anymore. || Outside. Ivan and Nikolai finally noticed the man in the shadowy corner. That alerted them and Ivan took out his gun, aiming at the man who ran away.- [Ivan.] “Fucking cockroaches. I better report.” –He said and Nikolai nodded. Ivan then reported the incident using the radio communicator, letting the security know that maybe something was going to happen.-

CharlotteCarrendar: – Dixie squealed at Demetrios’s suggestion that he get both the trick and treat at the same time, leading her off to his office, the little witch tipped her hat to the other staff, as Maggie came up for air against the bruising lip of Nikolas. “I….I…No one has ever kissed me…like that, Laddy. Oh…I think I need some air.”- she fanned herself, as he stepped back and then kissed both his biceps. “I’m the Man…YEAH!’- Definately, he wanted to prove he was not gay, but gave Maggie a taste of his lips, cause, he kinda had a crush on her. Alexandros urged Nick to check out the girl that was dressed like the Succubus, with the Pink hair, that was shaking her thing and having a few men rubbing their crotches. He shrugged his shoulders, and wiped the bar saying. “I’m not into girls that sex everything on two legs. Paid or not…you know? I want my woman, to be for one…to be for me, Nickolas. And…when I get courage, I ask out Maggie. She sure tastes as good as she sings.” -he remarked, checking her out again as she was serving people with more beer from the tap. Nik was just in his gold lame pants now and sneakers, a far cry from the canary yellow Hello Dolly gown he had on earlier. Yep, he was all man alright. :: Out on the floor it seemed the Succubus was getting herself into a pickle, with another blue haired girl named Fiona. “Why you candy slut, you left him!” There was now a scuffle breaking out, as Sabina grabbed onto the white midriff blouse of the antagonist and shook her violent, as the crowd all shouted “BITCH FIGHT!!”- Two bouncers came running down to seperate the two, but not before a dark hand reached in and pulled back on the hair of the woman with the blue hair, a lustful voice through gritted teeth spoke directly in her ear, as she boldly held out a badge to the bouncers. “Now…ve are not going to have dis here…no?” The woman with blue hair would feel something in her back, a rounded end barrel, as the detective smirked at the bouncers would be holding their place. “I …count do dhree…You letz go…or I shootz you in back…You die where you stand.” <3>

LadyBelz: It was a few hours later before Mia and David emerged from the private room. They had taken advantage of the shower added into the room to refresh themselves and looked as if they’d only been having tea instead of fucking each other’s brains out. He gave her one last passionate kiss, pressing a wad of money into her hand before he returned to his shipmates. They waved to her as the departed the club and she blew them all a kiss. Stuffing the money into one of the pouches on her belt, she headed back to the bar. She needed another drink. Across the way, The Phantom was now thinking of ways to approach the bar, clearly he had some kind of fixation on Mia and wanted to meet the woman. He got to his feet and started toward her, only to be stopped by a drunk woman dressed as Aphrodite, who draped herself all over him like a leech. “Mur…*hic*…Murray, I wanna go home now…drank too much l-l-licker…can I lick you?” she grinned, her alcohol-fuelled breath nearly causing him to gag. By the time he pried the woman away from him and headed toward the bar again, Mia had disappeared. He glanced around and couldn’t spot her anywhere. “Fuck!” he snapped, turning to go back to the table he had claimed as his own. Mia, meanwhile, had gone out to the back alley for some air and a cigarette break. She sat on one of the chairs that had been placed outside the backdoor. Ivan joined her a few moments later, someone having relieved him with Nico at the door so he could have his own break. He snatched the cigarette from between her lips and took a drag before handing it back to her. “You having good night?” he asked her. She inhaled on her cig before taking a second one out and passing it to him. He lit it from hers and inhaled deeply before exhaling a cloud of smoke. “I am. And how’s your night going?” she asked him. “Same sheet, different day. You know how eet ees.” he grinned. “People behave, we no bust heads. Ees good.” Mia chuckled and patted Ivan on the arm. “But it’s no fun unless you can bust a head or two.” she stated. Ivan chuckled. “Ees true dat. But Ivan have rep. Nobody fuck around. Ees good thing. Nico, too soft, sometime. Das why ees Ivan job. Balance, ya?” Mia nodded at his explanation. Balance indeed. Dem had Dix, Helena had Anna and in some strange way, Ivan had Nikolai to balance him out. Mia wondered if she’d ever find someone to balance her out. She wasn’t too concerned about it, but every once in a while the thought crept into her mind. She shook her head to dispel the thought just as one of the bouncers poked his head out the door. “Ivan, you’re needed on the floor. Two babes are getting into it.” Ivan shook his head and looked at his watch. “Cut my break short.” He looked at Mia as he stamped out his cigarette. “You okay?” Mia nodded at him and shooed him back inside so he could do his job. He kissed her cheek and headed in. She watched him go until he was out of her sight before continuing her own break. One of the waitresses poked her head out. “Need a drink, Ms Mia?” she asked. “Glass of ice water, thanks Lonnie.” Mia nodded. Lonnie nodded and ducked back inside. The Phantom man was slowly become frustrated. It had been nearly 10 minutes and he had yet to see his object of want. He eyed the girl fight in the middle of the floor with mild disdain. Why a woman would demean herself in such a way by fighting over a man with another woman was beyond his realm of understanding. He was glad Mia wasn’t like that, or so he thought. To him, she was perfect. And he really was becoming desperate to see her, talk to her, touch her, breathe her in…and soon. He’d wait another few minutes before he would go searching for her. A third woman, this one with a gun, stepped in, grabbing the blue-haired gal and pressing the barrel against her neck, making everyone around them pause. The Phantom chuckled, in his mind pronouncing the girl fight over and done with as he went back on the prowl for Mia.

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LuciL: Sabina and Fiona caught up in each other’s arms trying to slap or claw the other while the crowd around them grew, some cheered them on especially the men who heard a tear of the clothing (coming from Fiona’s half) otherwise were gobsmacked at what was unfolding before them but was quickly silenced when out of no where a woman stepped into the circle and she had a black pistol to match with the darkness of her skin. It seemed like she had power because as soon as she flashed a badge in her free hand, the bouncers seemed to back away. Sabina caught sight of the badge and her dark brown eyes widened in shock as the fire in them died down and she paused in her rage. Her manicured hands immediately releasing Fiona but Fiona still held onto her arms, though the nail grip into her flesh had lessened somewhat. Where on Earth did this woman come from? Fiona remained frozen in time, the coldness of a gun pressing against her back “Now…ve are not going to have dis here…no? I …count do dhree…You letz go…or I shootz you in back…You die where you stand.” Fiona’s pale blue eyes connected with Sabina’s who kept her hands rigid to the side, her body trembled, she knew about shootings, it happened all the time with her infamous father and the selling of the illicit drugs but to see one right in front of her. It was very close to her own body and Sabina had to admit she was scared. Evzen to her right took a brave step forward, one hand pressing to Fiona’s arm “Let Sab go, I declined you just for tonight” Fiona’s face was an inner turmoil of emotions, she wanted to continue fighting the Romanian woman for all her fiesty attitude she saw seemed to go frozen at the sight of a gun. Fiona let go of Sabina’s arm and turned around on the dark skin woman folding her arms, brushing off Evzen’s warning grip “Who are you? To tell me what to do even with your pistol” The British woman was dancing with fire, that was for certain.

Tikool: Melissa makes a call to JL as she walks around the club holding her phone to her face, not really watching where she’s going. – Ring ring RINNNG yo sup, this is me, and this is the beep. Next time call within normal working hours and I MAY answer the phone.- BEEEEEEEEEEEP Melissa does a very annoyed face and simply hangs up. She stops and looks as notes the stairs She and Rina went up last week to go get Rina’s check. “ Wonder if she’s there again…” looking back she sees the fight at a stand still. “ Fuck, it’s like everyone’s in slow motion or GOD pressed the PAUSE button to go take a shit. The hell is going on?” Looking back and forth her head seriously looks to the stairs and to the paused fight in three motions until a hand presses on her shoulder. “ Who the hey now.. I didn’t do anything I SWEAR. “ The man simply stares and pokes the back of her head. “ Didn’t know they let kiddos in here. Thought you looked better up close… sorry.” Melissa shakes it off and walks back to the bar, confused and orders another drink. I just want something strong. I wanna be put on pause.” She turns awaiting her drink and pulls out a single Newport. “ Kiddo… how rude. I’m fucking 19.”

iShatteredSanity: -Dixie and Demetrios found themselves inside his office where they began losing their clothes. Kissing each other with burning passion that even lovers from history would be jealous off, Demetrios could not contain his lust for his babygirl. Kissing her and removing her clothes, careful not to destroy them, he wrapped his arms around her and lift her from the floor, walking towards the couch where he shoved his face between her small, yet firm and perky breasts, smothering her chest in kisses as his hands traveled up and down on her back before they rested on her asscheeks with a spank that could make her body shake a bit.- [Demetrios.] “God damnit I want you so bad right now.” –He mumbled and once again kissed her with passion as his member was throbbing and pulsating, poking her inner thigh and waiting to be embraced by Dixie’s inner body. || Downstairs, Alexandros was having another beer along with a few shots when he noticed a commotion upstairs. Leaving his seat he walked away from the bar and looked upwards only to see a dark skinned woman holding a gun on another woman with blue hair.- [Alexandros.] “Oh shit.” –He mumbled and walked upstairs, hoping that he would not be needed, but in case he was needed he would just do what he needed to do. Moving upstairs he found that it was the pink haired woman who had gotten into a dispute with the blue haired woman after a man spoke about a date or something. Sighing deeply but still in a comical way, Alexandros got in the middle of this and looked at each and everyone.- “Alright folks, this ends here before someone gets hurt, alright?” –He said and cracked his neck and knuckles a few times.- “We are having a party here, lets not spoil it. I would hate to see the boss mad and jumping from throat to throat and silence every motherfucking one of you. So, this ends here, nice and easy.” –Alexandros said and shook his head again while mumbling.- “Damn kids.” || Outside. Ivan and Nikolai were together again after Ivan came back from seeing Mia.- [Nikolai.] “Trouble Ivan?” [Ivan] “Same shit different day.” [Nikolai.] “I see.” –Both men exchanged a few words and then turned silent, lighting a cigarette and leaning on the walls behind them. || Now, inside the chill lounge. All the men were building muscles, jerking off while watching the ladies eat each other and fucking each other with strapon dildos, dildos, vibrators, bottles and even their hands. One of the men disregarded Helena’s rules and tried to get some pussy, only to be stopped by the bouncers who cuffed his hands, his left one in front of his crotch and the other one on his ass, taking him outside and tossing him on the ground, butt naked and returned back inside. Helena saw that and smirked, nodding to the bouncers and shaking her ass to them as she mouthed “Thank you boys”. But of course the bouncers knew about her and merely nodded at her, but still hoping that they could get a piece of her one day. As for the poor man, he was grabbed by a bouncer who was contacted on the radio and he was brought outside on the back door, tossed inside a garbage bin and remained cuffed.-

CharlotteCarrendar: – Fiona it seemed, didn’t want the fight to end, even after being warned that it could well be a costly mistake. The armed woman, her dark burnette hair tied up into a ponytail, and wearing a men’s suit, as well as sporting a moustache, flashed her dark brown eyes towards Evzen, who was just that crazy enough to try and intervene. This only brought an even more evil look from the gun woman, who had the gun pressed into Fiona’s back the entire time. “Let Sab go, I declined you just for tonight” Fiona would be unable to see the assailant’s face but sure as hell smell her cologne, and her breath on the back of her neck. Fiona finally let go of Sabina, and then made the fatal mistake of turning around to face the dark skinned woman. “Who are you? To tell me what to do even with your pistol” The woman name Fiona had just left herself opened wide, and this is when Ayalah made her move. First, left hand flat, thrust forward in an upward action, aimed for the end of her nose, so that if the hit connected, it would send a piece of cartlidge up into her brain. If she did not avert from her place of stance, then the simple act would then be followed with a round house leg kick, right leg, knee bent slightly, to side swipe Fiona, so she would be struck from the left side, thus the direction of her body flight from the kick should send her flying to her right. If these two attacks followed through, then this woman would be in need of more than just an ambulance. : Up in the office, Dixie would be shedding her witches costume, giggling in between the hot passionate kisses, as Demetrios motorboated her breasts teasing her skin. “God damnit I want you so bad right now.” he mumbled, as she fel the pulsating of his member on the inside of her thigh. “Baby….take me.” -she pleaded- <3>

LadyBelz: Stamping out her cigarette, Mia headed back inside, completely missing the aftermath of the girl fight. She headed back out to the dance floor as a Madonna song

began blasting through the speakers. Losing herself in the music, eyes closed, she let herself go, not caring who was around her. It was during this that The Phantom made his move, finally spotting her out on the floor. He moved his way toward her, stepping up behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist. His body moved fluidly with hers as they both became caught up in the sound of the music. Mia kept her eyes closed as they moved together, the man’s hands running up and down her body. He turned her in his arms and began kissing her. She responded in kind, wrapping her arms around his neck and giving him all that she had. He drew back, pressing his nose into her neck and nibbling with his lips. “Mia.” he whispered reverently against her neck. Her eyes snapped open and she pushed the man away. They stared at one another for a moment. “Who are you?” she demanded. He reached up to remove his mask, the familiar face smiling at her in a way that made her somewhat uncomfortable. “Andrei. You scared the shit out of me. What are you doing here?” she asked as he pulled her back into his arms. “I vanted to see you, Mia.” he stated. “Andrei, I’m working. You can’t keep doing this, popping in whenever you feel like.” she berated him. He bowed his head. “I missed you.” he murmured, putting on his best puppy dog face. She stared at him a moment before she sighed. “It’s nice to see you too, but you can’t keep doing this. All right?” she warned him. He simply nodded, content to be with her…for the moment. “Vill you come home with me tonight?” he asked, nibbling on her ear the way she liked. Her eyes closed on a moan as he teased her. She nodded and he took her by the hand to lead her to his car outside. She stopped him. “I’m not leaving my bike here. I will follow you.” He reluctantly nodded and followed her to the back alley where she had parked. She pushed her bike out to the street and put on her helmet as he got into his car. Checking the rear view to make sure she was behind him, he lead the way to his house.

LuciL: Sabina bit her bottom lip and felt herself shrinking behind one of the bouncers watching Fiona spin around and face the fire of the mysterious woman. Sabina had only bumped into her once before and saw her clutching onto Evzen when Sabina was dancing with Miho the other Saturday and now they had faced off and someone had to intervene between the two escorts. Sabina didn’t know who she was or could make-out why she was sent and to come in right between the girls fighting. Turning her head, she saw the cartoon dressed Greek man quickly step in cracking his knuckles “Alright folks, this ends here before someone gets hurt, alright? We are having a party here, lets not spoil it. I would hate to see the boss mad and jumping from throat to throat and silence every motherfucking one of you. So, this ends here, nice and easy.” But it seemed the dark skin woman did not listen to what he had said. Fiona snorted at what he said and kept her arms folded only to see the woman aim for her nose using her palm, Fiona cried out “What the!” and quickly ducked but that did not stop the woman from sending a kick towards her, first it was the roundhouse that hit Fiona’s side she coughed and stumbled in her heels followed by the right bent knee and she was sent sprawling to the floor, slumped against the stairs.

iShatteredSanity: -“Baby….take me.”, Dix’s words sounded like a lullaby in his ears. With a slow nod, Demetrios squeezed Dixie’s asscheeks and pressed her down while his hard and throbbing member penetrated her and entered her. Demetrios closed his eyes and let out a soft moan, feeling Dixie’s walls clenching around his shaft. And then he began moving his hips up and down along with Dixie, a rhythm created by them and for them. Slowly at first but then increasing both the pace and the force behind each thrust, Demetrios began making love to Dixie, while sucking her nipples one at a time. || Helena and her girls, they were having the X rated fun of theirs, having filled the seats and the table with their sex liquid. Helena was using a strapon dildo and was fucking Anna from her pussy while the vampire chick from earlier had her own pussy on Helena’s face as the blue haired alien chick was fucking her ass with a buttplug. Moans, groans and loud noises had filled the lounge room and the men could no longer contain their urges, but they still behaved and obeyed the rules that Helena had stated. Using some plastic glasses they shot their loads in there, but still kept going, after all it was not an everyday thing to look so many hoties fucking each other before their very eyes. || As for upstairs on Alexandros? Well, things did not go as he hoped and both the blue haired woman and the dark skinned one started their fight.- [Alexandros.] “Damn kids.” –He mumbled and sighed deeply as he grabbed the massive sword from his back and swung it a few times in the air as he twisted his wrists.- “This may not be sharp, but it is damn heavy. Who wants a taste from this baby?” –He asked and swung the blade down, the tip hitting the ground and sending a few cigarettes on every direction.- “As I said, the boss will be mad, and you don’t want him mad.” –He added to his words and looked at the dark skinned woman who was more of a threat than the blue haired one that was lying on the floor.- “Now, what will it be? The ball is in your field ladies.” –He said and looked at the dark skinned one, but prepared for the worst, meaning that he was prepared for one of them to attack him.-

CharlotteCarrendar: – “Alright folks, this ends here before someone gets hurt, alright? We are having a party here, lets not spoil it. I would hate to see the boss mad and jumping from throat to throat and silence every motherfucking one of you. So, this ends here, nice and easy.” And, it did. Fiona, who obviously misjudged the intentions of the merc for hire, may have ducked in time to save her nose and her life, but was not so fast she could avoid the round house body kick, that had her sprawling for the stairs. The woman went down like a sack of potaoes, clattering, with all her jewerllery tinkling merrily. A flash of panties, the woman lay on the ground as Alayah reholstered her firearm, and then pulled on the lapel of her jacket. ~tug tug~ Dressed as a man, but clearly not, she looked over at Alexandros was standing not far from her. By now, he was getting sorely worked up about the ordeal and said “This may not be sharp, but it is damn heavy. Who wants a taste from this baby?” Alayah chuckled as he unholstered his blade, quite the sword to, and swung it a few times through the air, just to prove its worth. Alayah shrugged and then regarded the british woman on the floor. “I think…she err…fell over.” A steely glance at Sabina, the woman pulled out her cellphone and took the call. “Yah…target is safe, just a few sluts in a stoush. Yah…dealt with.”- she pressed on her screen, and sniffed loudly. Alexandros, wasn’t finished. “As I said, the boss will be mad, and you don’t want him mad.” He seemed intent, that there would be no more violence in the club, and the thing was, it was the very purpose of her being there. “Now, what will it be? ” Alayah waltzed over to him, and smiled, “You show mez…where I find the men whores, and I go enjoy myself. Yah? I leave you to deal with.. *she waved at the other two*…all that.”-she said distastefully. The israeli operative, then took out a cigar from her tin in her pocket and started to light it, waiting for him to answer her. :: Up in the office, Dixie was in the throes of passion, as she rode his thick shaft, her bare breasts being suckled, one at a time. The pleasure he was inducing, mind blowing. She threw her head back and screamed his name, as her vaginal muscles pulled taut around his throbbing meat. Reaching for his hair, he pulled it sharply, gritting her teeth, as she came in the thick burst of sweet sexual juice, staining his thighs. <3>

LuciL: Though she had trifled with the blue hair woman every time they bumped into each other while working at the Deathclub, seeing her slumped against the floor and unconcious made Sabina want to help her out just as the Greek man unsheathed the rather large sword that was on his back “This may not be sharp, but it is damn heavy. Who wants a taste from this baby?”. And Sabina thought it was just a dress-up sword nothing too dangerous to be wielded around by him “As I said, the boss will be mad, and you don’t want him mad.” Sabina’s mind drifted to who the boss would be, was he here right now in the Deathclub, watching over everyone? Her thoughts were interrupted as the dark skin woman muttered that the blue hair woman might have fallen over, Sabina arched an eyebrow at her but kept quite as she felt her being glared at and pulled out her cellphone “Yah…target is safe, just a few sluts in a stoush. Yah…dealt with.” Sabina remained still though she bit down the urge to chuckle at the woman saying ‘Sluts in a stosh’ it was true, she was one but it also just her job. Sabina then looked at Evzen who gave her an uncertain look back, mouthing to him quietly “Help her.” She clearly meant the unconcious escort on the floor. Evzen merely shrugged and walked towards Fiona and hoisting her up “I warned you to be still” He remarked softly and discreetly left the club, nodding to the bouncers at the door. The intensity from the face-off between the blue hair woman and the lethal lady had left Sabina very still so much that she didn’t even feel Josef tug on her hand, his touch was like electricty and it made Sabina blink and turn her head towards him “Jo…I” quickly handing her the unfinished glass of Black Russian, Josef nodded “Its ok, you’re not harmed. You are perfectly fine…now drink” Accepting the glass with eagerness, Sabina sculled it down quickly and slumped against Josef who hugged her waist and pulled her back towards her platform “The boys from last Saturday are here, I bumped into them on the way back from the bar” Sabina raised her head seeing about four of them wave flashing euros in their air. Sabina chuckled as the ice of the fight and arrival of a newcomer with a gun oozed off her as she was pulled back into the folds of her dear ‘fanclub’ “I need a good distraction…” She was back to suggestive and flirtatious though she was already making a note to see Miho the following day.

iShatteredSanity: -The office was filled with the screams and moans of pleasure that came from Dixie’s mouth as she released a stream of hot nectar that fell on his thighs. That alone was enough for Demetrios to tighten his grip around her and groan loud. With her walls clenching around his shaft and the moisture of her female ejaculation, Demetrios allowed himself to get lost in the passion and lust between them, finally releasing his own shot inside her, filling her up and holding her down, pinned on his member as it kept squirting his warm and sticky seed inside her. His breathing had become irregular and he was slowly catching up before he kissed her once again, mumbling a few words between the kiss.- [Demetrios.] “I love you Dixie…” –He kept mumbling as he tilted his head from side to side, deepening the kiss. || Downstairs on the chill lounge, most of the ladies had passed out and collapsed on the floor, on the couches, on the table and on the chairs. The only one standing was Helena and Anna who could barely keep herself up. As for the men, they had unleashed so many loads that the plastic glasses were filled with it.- [Helena.] “You, go and collect those glasses from the gentlemen.” –She said as she looked at the blue haired chick who nodded. And as Helena said, the blue haired chick collected the glasses and brought them to Helena who grabbed one of them and pointed her lap.- “Get your head in here and open your mouth.” –The girl obeyed and placed her head on Helena’s lap with her mouth open.- “Good girl. Now, swallow it.” –She said and emptied the semen inside the woman’s mouth. The woman took it all inside her mouth and swallowed it with no second thought, licking the glass clean afterwards.- “You are a hungry little bitch, aren’t you?” –She said and chuckled.- “Now, those who are awake, drink them. The gentlemen did not fill these up for no reason.” –She said and all those girls who were still up grabbed the glasses and emptied them inside their mouths, sharing the load with others and finally swallowing them. The two bouncers rubbed their crotches, horny as fuck while the men looked at the ladies sharing the load and wanting some action for themselves too.- “Now gentlemen, thank you for your kind offer. You may leave.” –She said and looked at the bouncers who looked at the men. One of the bouncers clapped his hands.- [Bouncer 1.] “You heard the lady, come on, don’t make here repeat herself.” –He said and the men nodded, dressing up again and leaving the area.- “Thank you gentlemen.” –Helena said and the bouncers nodded, exiting the lounge and leaving the ladies inside. || Now, as for Alexandros. Things had settled down, something that made Alexandros quite relieved since he knew that Demetrios would tear new assholes on some people’s throats. But he did not like the dark skinned woman, he did not get a good vibe from her. Listening her talking on the phone he realized that she was not just any woman, but maybe someone with a contract to do someone else’s biding.- [Alexandros.] “Merc… Fool…” –He mumbled, not caring if she was to pick his words. As for her words that were directed at him, Alexandros shrugged his shoulders and took out his cellphone, taking a picture of the dark skinned woman.- “Don’t worry, we will see each other again sometime soon.” –He said and sent the picture with an e-mail to his computer at his apartment, putting the sword back on his back and strapping it.- “Damn you cosplay swords. You are fucking heavy.” –He said to himself and took a few steps away from all the trouble, heading downstairs.-

CharlotteCarrendar: – Standing in his den, the shadow of a man, is holding onto a picture, as he calls his operative, in the Death Club. “Alayah….is …is Inga okay? Did she make it through her first shift?” – the woman on the other end, answered him. ” “Yah…target is safe, just a few sluts in a stoush.”- Kraus held the phone with a shaking hand, as he gazed down at the picture of Inga, his thumb moving slowly against her cheek, as he continued. “You keep her under surveilance. She is not to know, do you understand. Make sure that no harm comes to her….DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME? DEAL WITH IT!” -he roared, his eyes bloodshot, his face etched in anger and fear, as he hung up the phone, then fell into his leather recliner, holding the picture of Inga to his chest. “I can’t ever…lose you again…I can’t. Next to go near you….Dies.”-

~Alexandros was no fool, dealing with the Israeli, and took out his cell to capture her picture, and muttered incoherently, “Merc… Fool…” -She shrugged, and took a drag of her cigar, tapping the ash on the floor, as he commented. “Don’t worry, we will see each other again sometime soon.” Ayalah took that as a come on, and smirked, wrinkling up her nose, and saying in a thick israeli accent before heading to the sex rooms. “Oh…I know we will…..Alex.”- she already knew his name, having been briefed by Kraus, of who would normally be around Inga at the club. She gave one last look as the pink haired Sabina, left for her throng of admirers and horny men. “I think, I am going to like it here.”- she mused, blending into the crowd of patrons. :: “DEME! I FUCKING LOVE YOU!!” – Dixie screamed, then kissed him so roughly, he would be falling back into the chair, the hot jets of his cum searing her insides, her body now melting onto his, as the room fades to black….Only the security monitors flicker in the background, as the Israeli blows the camera a kiss. <3>

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Death Club Diary – Session Ten “Trick or Treat?” (Part One.)

28 Thursday Feb 2013

Posted by charlottecarrendar in Death Club Diary

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October 27, 2012 02:57AM
Roleplay Live : Group : The Death Club.Trick or Treat?

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iShatteredSanity
LuciL
Tikool
LadyBelz
CharlotteCarrendar

iShatteredSanity: -Whispers about an event at the Deathclub began to echo in every corner of Prague, rumors about a Halloween party. The theme was not fixed, so pretty much everyone could dress in any way they saw fit; that was all that was heard. As for the owner of the club, he merely allowed those rumors to spread since they only served as a mean of advertising after all. And so that week had passed while the whispers turned into low voices, all of that before the final showdown in Saturday night. Nothing had changed inside the club, except for the decoration. A few flamethrowers were added on a few columns and on the old generators. Machines that created fire sparks on the laser beams above the DJ booth. The red neon sign outside that read ‘Deathclub’ had changed slightly for the occasion with a red neon witch hat on top of the letter ‘D’. And that was pretty much it. The rest of the decoration and machinery was there, the massive coils on the two sides of the main floor and filled it with harmless electricity that was attached on every organic and metallic object nearby, the plasma tube that was surrounded by the 4 cages for the dancers, the frozen water snow alike effect that fell from the ceiling of the bar, the matrix walls on the stairs that led on the upper level and on the toilets, the smoke machines and last the led lights on the dancefloor; they were as usual. Everything was ready. The music loud enough to make the very ground shake and perhaps make some people think that the speakers could blow them away with a blast of bass as they walked before them. Yeah, pretty much the same as usual. The two bouncers outside, Ivan and Nikolai, were outside earlier than usual and this time they were dressed up. Oh yeah, they were both dressed up as the creature that was created by Dr. Frankenstein in Boris Karloff’s novel. Grunting every now and then but finally making peace with their outfits, they actually began to like them and even joked with each other, teasing each other as well. Inside. Some of the staff was already in place, everyone dressed up in their own liking. And Helena could not miss the chance to dress up like something that many people had called her in the past. Well, not exactly as one could call her, but another version of it. She was known as a She Devil, but this night she was dressed like the Devil himself. She decided that for once she could act as a man and dress like one, but that could not be said for poor Anna who was dressed up like an angel with stripped wings and a collar around her neck that was tugged by the leash every time the suit wearing Devil was tugging it. It was actually funny to watch them like that, especially Helena in that suit since she was used to wearing less clothes on her and reveal more of her skin with no shame in the slightest, yet Anna enjoyed it. While the other nights the Mistress and her sub were behind the doors of the office, this night they were actually relaxing on the chill lounge on the main floor while having a few drinks. || Outside the club the familiar screeching sound of the brakes could be heard as Demetrios arrived at the club with his Ducati monster. Ivan and Nikolai turned their heads and looked at him, finally being able to have a short conversation with him since there was nobody nearby.- [Ivan.] “Good afternoon boss.” –The Russian said and Demetrios looked at him in the corner of his eye as he removed his helmet and placed it on the steering wheel.- [Demetrios.] “Come on Ivan, you know that you two of all people can call me by my name.” –Demetrios said and slowly unzipped his leather jacket and removed it, revealing his own attire for the party; that of the Grim Reaper.- [Nikolai.] “The Grim Reaper, Death. So fitting b—” –Nikolai coughed.- “I mean, Demetrios.” –Demetrios looked at Nikolai with a devious smirk on his face and patted his shoulder.- [Demetrios.] “You should see my scythe. Alexandros will bring it in any moment.” –He said and tossed his jacket on his motorcycle, patting Ivan’s shoulder as well as they both nodded.- [Ivan.] “So, Demetrios. Why do you still keep it secret?” –Ivan asked and Demetrios looked at him.- [Demetrios.] “There are a few who know who I really am, but nobody except for you two, Helena and maybe Mia know everything. I would like that to stay as it is, but the time that I will come forward is nigh.” –Demetrios said and patted their shoulders again before taking a few steps forward and turned around to see them, taking out a cigarette from his robes and proceeding to light it but Ivan was faster.- “Thank you, old friend.” –He said and inhaled the smoke, releasing it afterwards.- [Ivan.] “You are welcome. And we understand.” –Ivan said.- [Nikolai.] “We understand.” –Nikolai said as well before they all turned their heads to look at a taxi coming closer in high speed. The taxi stopped right in front of the entrance where Demetrios, Ivan and Nikolai looked at the driver who nodded at them. They all nodded back and looked at the one who walked outside the taxi and slammed the door close.- [Alexandros.] “Thanks Niko, see you soon.” –Alexandros said and the taxi took off. Then he looked at them all and nodded.- “Hey, are you catching up or is there any good gossip?” –He said and walked closer to them. Demetrios looked at Alexandros who was dressed like Noctis Regis from the video game Final Fantasy Versus XIII and held the buster like sword that Noctis used and also one massive crimson scythe that he gave to Demetrios.- “And by the way, this is yours.” –He said and handed the scythe to Demetrios who took it with a devilish smirk on his face. Alexandros walked closer to the bouncers while Demetrios was swinging the massive scythe around.- “Mind you that this is from Trinity Blood. You break it, you pay it. I love that one.” –Alexandros said and Ivan and Nikolai looked at each other, wondering what he had just said.- “But yeah, you are the Grim Reaper, I am the badass Noctis. Bitches will be tripping tonight, I am telling you man.” –He said and looked at Demetrios who had stopped swinging the scythe and shrugged his shoulders.- [Demetrios.] “Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever man. Thanks. Now, lets get inside. We need to do something on the office first.” –He said and looked at Ivan and Nikolai.- “I will see you again soon.” –He said and the two bouncers nodded their heads as Demetrios grabbed his jacket and along with Alexandros walked inside the club and headed towards the office where they had a discussion about the imminent actions of the Russians with Nikolai, Viktor’s father, for the leader. || And so the time was finally there, 11:50 pm. Ivan and Nikolai looked at the crowd that had began to gather shortly after Demetrios and Alexandros had walked inside.- [Nikolai.] “You know how it goes, IDs, licenses, passports, or get the fuck away.” –He said as he clapped his hands a few times and along with Ivan began checking the IDs of the costume wearing customers. Jason, Freddy, The Crow, Samara, even the Dracula himself and a few other characters from horror movies began walking inside. And so the night began, very promising right from the start.-

CharlotteCarrendar: Saturday night. Halloween. The night when dark creatures rise from their graves, their tombs. The witches cauldron bubbles and boils, while naked witches, cackle curse and scream, naked, their chants raise to the night sky. The streets of Prague, packed with folk, streaming out of houses, the pumpkins lit, as All Hallow’s eve spreads it magic across the very lands of the ancient. Superstitious, the fearful, celebrate with the believers in all things dark. No better time to be alive, when Satan’s children are out to have the time of their lives. The Death Club night, was sure to be one that would be remembered, as the staff had already organised, how they would dress, to impress the drinkers, Helena and the other guests. But behind the bar, not just our usual crew, for there are two more. Its going to be a crush, but hella fun. The door from the back storage area opens, and laughter is heard, as Nikolas swans out, wearing his bright canary yellow Hello Dolly dress, complete with over the top hat, long flowing blonde locks, his parasol, held over his right shoulder. Matching pumps, and a full ribbon bow, lace trim around the neckline, his tanned skin in contrast. It was like a fruit meriange had exploded. He certainly had trouble, walking on heels, the train of his dress caught up with a loop around his wrist. “I’m a lady.”- He gushed, his blush on a bit too harsh, lipstick well out the lines, and he got a bit on his teeth. You then hear a cackle, as out from the crowd, a tall witch’s hat is seen, its point going up up, and and a wicked grin, beneath the fine lace veil. Carrying her broom, she swoops behind the bar, and up to the Merry Ms Nikolas, chortling, “You’re a freakin’ fruit salad.”- Dixie raises her right hand that has a large spider hanging from her wrist on a fine web line. She jiggles her arm, so the spider jumps up and down. “Don’t look now Miss Muffet, this spider is about to curdle your whey…Boogie Ooogie Ooogie!”- she threw her head back laughing, and snatched up the soda gun, pointing it menacingly at Nikolas. “Wet Dress competition anyone?’- Nikolas flailed, as he raised his skirts and tried to get to the other side of the bar, when Maggie stepped out, decked out as Columbia from the Rocky Horror Picture show. “Aye, Skippy, Don’t be wetting the quare yoke, last thing I need is ‘im all smellin’ manke the whole night? Now, tell me, do I look half rotten, in this get up..Hi!”- Dixie set back down the soda gun in its holder, and tilted her head back and forth, the witches hat tipping this way and that, a fine veil of spider webs trailing through her hair. “Still look like your stuffing your jugs in too tight a package…but…yeah, it works.”- Maggie went after Nikolas, who was getting his parasol caught in the overhead glass holder unit, and she was trying to get him to polish the lipstick off his front teeth. “Stall the Ball!” -she exclaimed, trying to get Nikolas to hold still.- ” Ya gobshite, hold still or do I have to schkelp ya, into this. You acting a right gombeen, ya know that?” Nikolas didn’t understand a word that Maggie said, but with her in that sexy getup, of a black corset, matching panties, suspenders, fishnets, tall stillettos, and the feather boa, she was a right treat. “Yes Ma’am”- Just outside, in the back pick up facility, a car is driven in, allowed by the security team, and its a pink car, covered in hello Kitty. The door opens and a very plastique looking bunny girl with pink and white streaked hair, done in a long plait, that is draped over her left shoulder emerges. “Hullo vellas…I danke you vor letting me putz dhe car ‘ere” -she gives a large secruity door man a kiss on the cheek, her fake fur ears actually move, and flip forward, while her bunny tail is also animated, wiggling like she was ready to be chased through the farmer’s field. “Welcome back, Miss Inga…and d’awwwwe shucks.”- he blushed, patting the spot, marked with her gloss pink lipstick. She trots off as you hear the sound of the garage doors closing, her car safely in the bay, near one of the delivery trucks. Dixie, who had gone out back to check the beer stock, suddenly sees the vision in black and hot pink and squeals loudly. “ROCKY!”-she skitters over and evelopes her in a big hug, her spiders flying about as the witch bounces her small buxom swedish buddy around. “You made it! Oh my god…I LOVE THE OUTFIT!”- she releases Inga, who does a small skip and twirl, bending over to slap her own ass, her tail wiggling away. “I am a Playboy bunny, yah?” – Dixie smacks her ass hard and says. “WABBIT SEASON! Mwahahaha!”- The two joke around, before both walking arm in arm behind the bar, where they get ready for the flood of halloween dressed patrons. Maggie is shocked to see the buxom starlet, arrive through the back door of the bar, and goes fan girl when she catches sight of Inga wearing the playboy bunny plastique fit. “Seriously, lass, you’re looking deadly in that there fit. So much class, its sizzlin’, hi!”- Inga doesn’t really know Maggie and looks up at Dixie for reassurance. Dixie grins from beneath her webbing veil and says out of the corner of her mouth. “Just..smile and nod…and say “Aye” a few times.” Inga blinks, then shrugs her shoulders, getting with the programme. “Aye?” – Dixie sets down her broom, so its not in the way, and smacks her hands together. “Let’s get to work! And Nik…put that canary yellow parasol away, please? We don’t need to have all the glasses come smashing down on us while we serve.” <3>

LadyBelz: Darkness falls across the land, the midnight hour is close at hand, creatures crawl in search of blood, to terrorize the neighbourhood…but in this case, they would settled for getting into the door of Deathclub. It had been all over town that tonight was a Halloween-themed event and people had been raiding costume shops all over the city for costumes. Luckily for Mia, she had found her own costume earlier in the week, still in a good mood after hanging about with Dix, Mags, Jess and Nick at the costume shop. Covered up in her favourite trench, she rode her bike through the alley to the back of the club before heading inside. No one was about as she took the back stairs, walking passed Helena’s office as she headed for her dressing room. Hanging her coat away, she turned to check herself in the mirror, making sure her props were secure to her hip and quickly running her fingers through her hair. It had been some time since she had taken on a client, usually leaving it to the other girls to handle while she did her routines on the main floor, but she was in the mood tonight to make someone’s fantasy come true. Nodding to herself, she headed back out to the landing overlooking the main floor and waited for the evening to start.

LuciL: After buying her Halloween costume on Thursday, Sabina was left to find the rest of her accessories to go with the outfit and to be ready by Saturday night. It was to be normal business hours at the Deathclub but with Halloween following in the next week, the club had arranged for a theme party for the staff and patrons to participate in its activities. Sabina had bought the horns (that were sitting underneath a white halo) and the swinging tail that would be situated between her bum cheeks the thought had made the Romanian woman laugh as she carried her shopping bags home. Randall was already waiting for her at the top of the stairs and gestured her for him to follow him back to his apartment. He had later explained that he had been enlisted into the U.S army and was returning to the states the next day. It had shocked Sabina to put it mildly but she kept herself calm and composed and wished him well. She was given his dog tags and his clear attentions of wanting to sleep with her one last time but she could not give it. She was still sensitive and thinking over the past Sunday and Monday with Marrok. Fortunately Miho had randomly arrived at the apartment and rescued her friend who had given Randall a bittersweet goodbye. ~~~ Saturday had arrived and Sabina had spent her afternoon getting herself ready for the night. She had no routine made for tonight but she was certain that she would probably choose one of the poles this time to give her more swing especially after downing a couple of those delicious Black Russians. Miho had made no mention of visiting the Deathclub tonight something along the lines of ‘Skype chat with the family back home’ had been her reason why it made Sabina smile and a little sad that she did not have the luxury of such comfortable family roots. 11pm and Sabina was sitting down at the vanity table in her bedroom and brushing out the newly curled pink hair down her back, she already had her quick shower as a final attempt to ease down her muscles, fortunately since last Sunday the tenderness of her lower body had calmed down to a normal level and she wasn’t walking like she had just rode a horse. Laid out on her bed was her costume, though it looked more like black strips of latex including the rope inspired boots that would be wrapping around her legs. Sabina would not be wearing any underwear tonight, she could not afford to not with the succubus costume that had eagerly bought. Changing into the attire, the latex squeaked as it was eased onto her curvy frame, Sabina giggled shortly to herself as she grabbed the black latex sticker and covered her right nipple with it, fluffing out her hair, Sabina slipped the black horns headband onto her head and attached the demonic black tail to the handcuff inspired belt that adorned her hips. Swinging around in front of the full length mirror, Sabina curled her lips approving of herself and finished her accessories with the newly bought black and gold choker, chain bracelet, bdsm printed armband and her usual ‘money’ garters to her thighs. Her lips were painted blood red and eyelids charcoal, blowing a kiss to herself Sabina sashayed out of her apartment, bumping into an elderly lady who gasped indignant at her attire “Happy Halloween dear!” Sabina cooed at her before laughing and exitting out into the street. The ride to the Deathclub was quiet as Raduz was too busy fawning over the succubus in his passenger seat, Sabina caught sight of his stare and swatted him before stepping out “I saw that hungry look! Have you forgotten succubus are killers” She laughed again as she headed towards the door where the two Frankenstein’s creations awaited her “Oh don’t you look absolutely hot” Sabina purred, picking up her tail and playfully hitting the legs of both Ivan and Nikolai “See you boys” She waved at them both and stepped inside. The music was heavy and blaring through the speakers, Sabina caught sight of the blue hair bitch that had Evzen as her new sugar daddy dressed up as a school skirt looking as scanty as Sabina did. Ignoring her glare, Sabina headed towards the bar, her mind already screaming for her favourite drink. She bit down a laugh seeing the male bartender who had served her wearing a bright yellow gown complete with the hat and parasol, while the redheaded woman who called her lass the last Saturday was looking extremely oozing in a red and black corset attire. Dixie and Inga had taken the side both looking gorgeous and inviting in both witch and bunny costumes. Smiling at the redhead, Sabina leaned against the bar “I never got your name from last Saturday honey and a black Russian for me please”

Tikool: Melissa readies herself as it’s that time again, she barely got to meet the boss but it was closing time and she was way past drunk, not way past cool. Melissa hits play on her iPhone 4 as the song –Ready to go- plays. Dancing to the beat she grabs her black like jacket and puts it on over her white tee, grabbing her faded jeans to the movement of the music she jumps into the with ease smiling the whole way as the music jumps into overdrive. “ Cause I’m ready to goo, is that a yes or no? Cause I’m ready to GOOOOO “ Yes, shes’ singing, and singing loud as hey light voice is heard out the room and a stranger walks by nodding his head to the beat. Wrapping her small bookbag with a costume of her picking, a fox get up she smiles. “ I’ll pop this on when I get there.” Jumping into her white k-swiss she stops infront of her mirror and smirks as she feels much more comfy tonight. After having a good laugh after taking a random video of a rather guy dancing in a bra and other things he should NOT have been wearing she shakes her butt to the beat as she walks out dialing the cab. Still singing walking into the lobby people stare as Melissa simply walks to the front of the hotel and finishes her song waiting for the cab to pull up. “ Standing on the roof tops shouting OUT. Baby I’m ready to go From the roof tops shouting OUT” The cab pulls up, Melissa jumps in, he pulls off as she sings not caring if she’s looking awkward. The camera fades as the last thing heard is “ I’m BACK and ready to go, SHOUT IT OUT.” Minutes later Melissa stands at the door, showing her ID to the guards and being let in, her mind is still singing as she walks in to a beat of her own, ready to meet the boss, unsure of what to expect. But she’s happy, she’s ready, and … she was singing in her head… Ready to go is her theme song for tonight. And she’s going to make it her best night ever. A flash of thought hits her and she runs into the bathroom to change, she thought about it and remembered to bring her outfit, but in the mist of everything she was jamming to her song too much to go to the restroom first.

CharlotteCarrendar: Melissa readies herself as it’s that time again, she barely got to meet the boss but it was closing time and she was way past drunk, not way past cool. Melissa hits play on her iPhone 4 as the song –Ready to go- plays. Dancing to the beat she grabs her black like jacket and puts it on over her white tee, grabbing her faded jeans to the movement of the music she jumps into the with ease smiling the whole way as the music jumps into overdrive. “ Cause I’m ready to goo, is that a yes or no? Cause I’m ready to GOOOOO “ Yes, shes’ singing, and singing loud as hey light voice is heard out the room and a stranger walks by nodding his head to the beat. Wrapping her small bookbag with a costume of her picking, a fox get up she smiles. “ I’ll pop this on when I get there.” Jumping into her white k-swiss she stops infront of her mirror and smirks as she feels much more comfy tonight. After having a good laugh after taking a random video of a rather guy dancing in a bra and other things he should NOT have been wearing she shakes her butt to the beat as she walks out dialing the cab. Still singing walking into the lobby people stare as Melissa simply walks to the front of the hotel and finishes her song waiting for the cab to pull up. “ Standing on the roof tops shouting OUT. Baby I’m ready to go From the roof tops shouting OUT” The cab pulls up, Melissa jumps in, he pulls off as she sings not caring if she’s looking awkward. The camera fades as the last thing heard is “ I’m BACK and ready to go, SHOUT IT OUT.” Minutes later Melissa stands at the door, showing her ID to the guards and being let in, her mind is still singing as she walks in to a beat of her own, ready to meet the boss, unsure of what to expect. But she’s happy, she’s ready, and … she was singing in her head… Ready to go is her theme song for tonight. And she’s going to make it her best night ever. A flash of thought hits her and she runs into the bathroom to change, she thought about it and remembered to bring her outfit, but in the mist of everything she was jamming to her song too much to go to the restroom first. (repost, rp in session, Valk to post next)

iShatteredSanity: -Helena who was sitting comfortably on a chair down at the chill lounge, she was checking out the whole club, this time from a closer look and her own eyes instead of those monitors. Anna was sitting on the floor, having her head patted and petted by her mistress.- [Helena.] “Last time we were down here we had some fun. Lets see if anything is going to happen tonight.” –Helena said and leaned closer to Anna, planting a kiss on her lips as Anna nodded.- [Anna.] “I am ready Mistress.” –She replied and Helena planted another kiss while patting her head.- [Helena.] “Good girl. You make me very happy.” –Helena said and leaned back on her seat as Anna rest her head on Helena’s lap. And who could forget what had happened on that lounge some time ago? With the poor fellow who had tried to get a blowjob from Helena and she pretty much turned his dick into salami. Ahhhh, good times, very good times. || Upstairs in the owner’s office. Demetrios and Alexandros had finished talking about the threat that the Russians posed and had come up with a good plan that would require Alexandros’ skills with the computers once more. Of course Alexandros was glad to do something like that, so he did not say no. Since people had began to walk in, Demetrios decided that it was time to get going.- [Demetrios.] “Come, it’s time to go down there.” –He said and Alexandros nodded his head.- [Alexandros.] “Yeah, I could use a drink. Lets go.” –Alexandros said and placed the massive buster like sword with the engine on his back.

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[Demetrios.] “I am so loving this.” –He said and Alexandros pushed the door open while shaking his head.- [Alexandros.] “Give a new toy to a baby, it sure is fun.” –He said and looked at Demetrios who was about to tackle him, but Alexandros dashed and flipped Demetrios off. Demetrios flipped Alexandros back and laughed for a few moments.- [Demetrios.] “You are such an asshole.” –He said and laughed again, approaching Alexandros who waited for him.- [Alexandros.] “Yeah, I am an asshole. An adorable one. Don’t forget the adorable part.” –Alexandros said with a pouty face.- [Demetrios.] “Fine, fine, fine. You are adorkable. And you are welcome.” –He said and Alexandros shrugged his shoulders.- [Alexandros.] “I can live with that. Now, a drink.” –He said and they both headed towards the bar from the upper level. Looking at the staff, Alexandros arched an eyebrow.- “I thought that there was one man there. Unless… Oh, there he is. Oh, I am so going to love this.” –Alexandros said and had a devilish smirk on his face, but Demetrios merely shrugged his shoulders.- [Demetrios.] “Have fun.” –He said as they finally approached the bar and Alexandros sat on a stool, looking around before looking at Nick.- [Alexandros.] “Hey doll, can I get a beer please?” –He asked and licked his lips while winking at him. Demetrios facepalmed and shook his head as he looked at Dixie, licking his lips and admiring her looks in that outfit.- [Demetrios.] “Could your bewitching grace honor me with a drink? And a kiss as well?” –Demetrios asked and leaned closer to Dix. || Meanwhile outside. Ivan and Nikolai who were indeed intimidating, were checking the IDs, licenses and passports of those who wished to enter, but they were alerted since with the clothing one could bring a weapon inside, so they made a preliminary check before the bouncers inside would pay more attention.- [Ivan.] “Come on people, there are more of you who want to get in. Move your asses.” –He shouted while clapping his hands since some customers were slower than a welded turtle.-

CharlotteCarrendar: Looking a right canary coloured drag queen with a five o clock shadow, and the most ridiculous sparkly blue eyeshadow, he battered his fake lashes at Sabina as she approached the bar. In a voice that was a few notes higher than usual, and with gloved hands, in the cleanest white, he wipes the bar top where Sabina takes her seat. Looking fabulous with nipple tape and the oh so tight latex ensemble, he even finds himself oddly attracted to the Succubus like tease. “Ooooo Suffering succotashe…its a Succubus, come to suck the souls out of us…..thank god, I’m a lady, wicked temptress.”- He pulled out a fan from his little hanging bag purse, and snapped it open, fanning his face madly. Maggie, adjusted her corset, trying to poke her breasts back down a bit more, cause she is showing a bit of nip. Sabina tries to get her attention, through the sound of the pumping sound speakers, all around the bar. “I never got your name from last Saturday honey and a black Russian for me please” Maggie, smiled, seeing as someone was actually being nice to her. Dixie and Inga, well they were already back in sync, working the bar, like the pros they were, twirling bottles, pouring shots, and ever so often, Dixie woud cackle and threaten to put a spell on a customer. Maggie started to make up the black russian, and with a wink, slid the glass over to Sabina, chuckling with her wicked Irish slang. “I be Maggie Malone, or simply Mags to my horses…Eh, you lookin’ like a deadly feek in that…eh, do those tape things hurt ya nips when you rip em off?”- she enquired, her facial expression showing sincerity. Nikolas was now doing cat paws at another male punter, who was stuffing a fifty note into Nikolas’s dress top. “Oh…you naughty boy. I don’t just show off my bloomers to the first man to wave a euro….hehehehe.”- ~wave fanning madly. ~ His attention suddenly taken up by Alexandros, “Hey doll, can I get a beer please?” Nikolas showed a saucy smile from behind the fan, then set it down as he handled the beer tap like he was stroking a cock, all the while licking the air. “Anything…for you…Big Boy.” Dixie saw this and hissed at Nikolas like a mad cat. “Fairyyyy.”- Course, Dixie’s temper would be reigned in by the arrial of Dem. “Could your bewitching grace honor me with a drink? And a kiss as well?” –Dixie giggled and then cackled, as she held up a shrunken head. “Boogie oogie oogie…I will make you a wicked brew, then cast my spell on you…*cackles wildly*…but first, dare to kiss the Witch?”- she leant forward and planted a kiss on his lips softly, then went back to make his grey goose, and a few vodka shots, all the while winking at him slyly. <3>

LadyBelz: The club began to fill and Mia decided it was time to get a drink. She headed to the bar, via the main staircase, nodding to a few recognizable faces. She sincerely hoped there wasn’t an incident like the last time. She would hate to have to kick someone else’s ass, although she enjoyed kicking the shit out of that guy. Someone dressed as Hercules from the Disney cartoon stepped into her path and halted her progres. Her first thought was “Oh, here we go again.” She cocked a hip, placing one hand as she stared at the man. “Oh my God! It is you! I thought I was seeing things!” the man gushed. Frowning, Mia stared at him, wondering who in the hell he thought she looked like. “I beg your pardon?” she stated. “Could I have your autograph? I loved you when you played Xena and I thought you were fucking awesome when you were on Battlestar Galactica although they could have fleshed out your character a little more. Any chance of a Xena movie in the future? Are you still friends with Kevin Sorbo? Did you guys date at all?” The man’s questions kept coming faster and faster and realizing what he was going on about, Mia started laughing out loud. She slapped a hand over the man’s runaway mouth to stop him. “First of all, I’m flattered that you *think* I look like her. But I’m not her. This is my Halloween costume for the evening. I’m Mia.” she explained. At the mention of her name, his eyes widened even more and he practically yanked her hand away from his mouth. “OH MY GOD!! YOU ARE MY FAVORITE STRIPPER IN THIS PLACE!! Can I have your autograph anyway?” he grinned, bouncing up and down in place like an eager puppy. Laughing and shaking her head, she agreed. He handed her a Sharpie pen and turned away from her, bending over and flipping up the back of his costume, exposing his thong covered ass for the whole club to see. Chuckling in amusement, she signed her first name and then bent over and kissed his ass, leaving a lipstick-covered imprint of her lips on the rounded cheek just over her name. She patted his other cheek to indicate she was finished and the man nearly spun on the spot, shouting for everyone to hear; “MIA KISSED MY ASS!! MIA KISSED MY ASS!! I AM NEVER WASHING THIS OFF AND I’M GOING TO HAVE IT MADE INTO A TATTOO!!” And he went running out of the club, much to everyone’s amusement. Chuckling, Mia continued to the bar, squeezing in next to Alex and grinning at Nick when she spotted his costume. “Well Good Golly, Ms Dolly, how about a Margarita?” she ordered, dropping a ten-spot into his “cleavage”.

LuciL: The different costumes flooding through the front doors excited Sabina, it seemed the entire club including its loyal patrons were getting into the swing of things when it came to All Hallows eve and she could feel it press against her body. Sabina overheard the male bartender coo out towards her, she tilted her head towards him and burst out laughing as he was fanning himself over “Ooooo Suffering succotashe…its a Succubus, come to suck the souls out of us…..thank god, I’m a lady, wicked temptress.” Squeezing her breasts together, Sabina mocked a curtsy as she took a seat, playing along with his game “Even mademoiselles get seduced and their souls sucked dry” She remarked in a teasing tone and turned her attention back to the redhead who was making up the Black Russian for her. Her breasts suddenly more popping than usual in the corset and it tempted Sabina to take her own corset-designed nails and rake them over the smooth leather. The Irish woman winked towards Sabina and slid the glass to her which the Romanian all happily took into her left hand and took her first sip sighing out contently as she tasted the vodka within the drink. “I be Maggie Malone, or simply Mags to my horses…Eh, you lookin’ like a deadly feek in that…eh, do those tape things hurt ya nips when you rip em off?”- Her name was Maggie, Sabina noted down to remember this and giggled hearing her question “I have no idea my dear Maggie, believe it or not this is my first time I’m wearing a nipple sticker” Sabina shook her pink hair out of her face still chuckling as she took another sip from the drink. She almost spat it out when she saw the male bartender tease one of the Greek boys who was dressed up like an anime character, Sabina having no clue what anime or manga was like wished Miho was here. Miho would love to see his costume and tell Sabina who the hell he was dressed up as. Taking another drink, Sabina giggled into her glass hearing Dixie call out “Fairyyy” to the male bartender just as Mia made her way to the bar all decked out as the famous warrior princess herself. Elsewhere some loud overexcited loud bloke was screaming “MIA KISSED MY ASS!! MIA KISSED MY ASS!! I AM NEVER WASHING THIS OFF AND I’M GOING TO HAVE IT MADE INTO A TATTOO!!” Sabina arched a pierced eyebrow towards the Deathclub queen and grinned at her cheekily “You did what now Mia?” Her dark eyes approving of Mia’s costume.

Tikool: Melissa steps into the rest room and throws her back pack off, grabbing small red pieces of clothes she takes off her jacket and jeans and shoes, slipping on her tiny red top and matching bottoms she plants fox ears on her her. Looking In the mirror and fixes the ears making sure they are even, then pulling out huge red and black emo boots and smirking. “ Damn… hope I fit in.” Slipping in the boots she poses looking into the mirror pulls out the final piece of her get up, a white feather looking cloth. Placing it on her right hip she’s finally ready to enjoy the night and hopefully talk to the boss about DJing. Melissa finally steps out into the club again, scanning the bar she does a look as she hears “ MIA KISSED MY ASS “ shaking her head as it confused the red off her face she walks to the bar. Feeling good and still dancing to the beat in her head, she sings to herself sitting at the bar “ Sitting at the bar, shouting out, I’m ready for RUM” Playing around with the song in her head as those are NOT the correct lyrics she nods her head to her own beat waiting to have a drink completely gone almost in a daze.

iShatteredSanity: -A soft purr like sound parted Demetrios’ lips as Dix’s lips made contact with his. That was his addiction, his drug, and he wanted that, he craved for that, he needed that. Once the kiss was over, the game with their eyes started. Winking back at Dix, Demetrios patiently waited for her to come back with his drink and shots. Of course he had noticed that Mia had arrived, dressed up like Xena from the TV series and he was surprised by the similarity to the actor. That was something that even Alexandros had noticed.- [Alexandros.] “Ahhhh… The wet dreams of our teenage years. How many times I jerked off to some lesbian fantasies of Xena and her sidekick, only my hand knows.” –He said to Demetrios, not caring if Mia heard him as she sat next to him. Demetrios could not help himself but laugh and nod his head.- [Demetrios.] “Man, she was, no, she still is some fine piece. But you can keep her, I have someone else now and you don’t want to mess with a witch.” –Demetrios said. Alexandros looked at Dixie and then back at Demetrios.- [Alexandros.] “But you are the Grim Reaper. I thought that witches can’t do a thing to the Grim Reaper. Only his son, Death the Kid went to ask for their help to fight the Kishin at the moon. And…” –He looked at Demetrios who was looking back at him with an eyebrow arched.- [Demetrios.] “Thank you asshole for the spoiler. I was saving the last 20 chapters for later.” –He said and cracked his neck a few times.- [Alexandros.] “Oh, okay. Uhm, my bad then.” –He said and shrugged his shoulders before looking at Mia and poking her side.- “Miss Xena, I am such a fan of yours. You reigned over my perverted fantasies when I was a kid. Thank you.” –He said. Suddenly Demetrios turned his head towards the direction of a voice that shouted “MIA KISSED MY ASS!! MIA KISSED MY ASS!! I AM NEVER WASHING THIS OFF AND I’M GOING TO HAVE IT MADE INTO A TATTOO!!” Demetrios shuddered a bit and shook his head.- [Demetrios.] “I am not going to touch that ass, let alone tattoo that thing on him. No fucking way.” –He said and looked back at Dixie who was pouring the drink and the shots, winking again. || Meanwhile at the chill lounge. Helena and Anna were having a good time, not fucking or licking each other, but rather kissing, caressing and fondling each other. It was still too soon for them, but Helena hoped that she could get some more people to join them later on. And she had already spotted a few chicks on the floor. One blond woman who was dressed like a vampire with some D cup breasts, something that made Helena wonder how well she could suck. A woman with blue hair who was dressed like an alien creature with E cup breasts, something that made Helena wonder if she could survive in the harsh environment of her breasts. And a few more women that made Helena horny as fuck and literally drooling. Anna knew about that and she could not help but snicker.- [Anna.] “Mistress can do anything She wants to me, i will certainly not mind.” –Anna said and kissed Helena’s stomach above her clothes. Helena smiled softly and ran her hand through Anna’s hair.- [Helena.] “I know my dear, I know. And I am grateful to have you.” –Helena said and Anna purred like a small kitten. || Outside. Ivan and Nikolai were checking the ones who wanted to walk in and they did not even stop to fart, so to say. Many people with costumes and only a very few of them without, were getting checked and walked inside when they flashed an ID. But of course there were those who had nothing and they were sent back home and were not allowed to walk inside.- [Nikolai.] “Stupid kids. You know, ID or not go in.” –He mumbled to himself and shook his head while doing his job.-

CharlotteCarrendar: – Dixie smiled at Dem, and said to him through the wall of sound, coming from the DJ stand. “Babe…I gotta do this.”- She went out the back and quickly picked up the phone to the DJ, who answered it right away. “Yo Dix baby…you got this all organised?” – Dixie was like the cat with cream, looking decidely evil as she twirled a black lock of hair. “Oh yeah…when I give the signal…you go!”- The DJ laughed and then you could hear a huge boom, as the music was turned off, and there were flood lights on the centre staging stand. Dixie turned to Inga, and Nikolas and shouted. “Get Maggie up on the stage…she is going to show em what she can do!”- Maggie looked bewildered, pouring a drink and said “Huh?” – Not missing a beat, she dragged Maggie, whose heels clattered on the hard floor, and led her up to the dance area, Nikolas and Inga following close behind, and they took up their places behind the microphone stands, as Maggie got dragged out the front, Dixie being handed a mic from one of the sound specialists. “DEATH CLUB PATRONS…TO CELEBRATE HALLOWEEN, THE CLUB IS PROUD TO PRESENT.. *she looked at her through her web netting and smirked*…MAGGIE MALONE!”- she handed the mic to Maggie and then went to take her place with the others, Nikolas, trying to pull a Euro note out of his cleavage. Maggie gulped, and then held her hand up, since the light was so bright, cast down on her. The DJ, started the music, and Maggie curled her fingers around the mic, raising it to her lips, about to sing.

“I’ll….put a spell on you….and now your mine….You better stop the things that you’re doin’, I said, “Watch out, I ain’t lyin'”, yeah!”- All three behind her were swaying in time, as Maggie moved her arms as though casting a spell on the audience. ” I ain’t gonna take none of your, foolin’ around, I ain’t gonna take none of your, puttin’ me down. *she went waltzing out to the front, and then started to take off her gloves, and toss them at the audience, one at a time, as she purred. “I put a spell on you because you’re mine, all right!”- Dixie cackled and whooped from up the back, and Nikolas lifted his skirts as though it was the can can and flashed a pair of gold lame undies. “Wohoooo!”- Inga near fainted as she danced along side him “Vhat a cock!” <3>

LadyBelz: While waiting for her drink, Mia chuckled as she overheard the conversation between Alex and Dem about their perverted teenage fantasies. Who didn’t dream of Xena and Gabby getting it on? Mia had on more than one occassion, which lead to being bisexual. “Miss Xena, I am such a fan of yours. You reigned over my perverted fantasies when I was a kid. Thank you.” she heard Alex say as he poked her in the side. She ducked away from the probing finger with a small laugh. She hated being poked, she was ticklish, an unknown fact to everyone who knew her. She leaned close to his ear to be heard over the music. “Want me to kiss your ass too?” She grinned and winked at him. Meanwhile, across the club, a man in a Phantom of the Opera costume was watching the bar from the corner he had hidden himself in. Whom he was looking at was unknown, but he wasn’t bothering anyone so he was pretty much left to his own devices. “So Dem, what would you do if that guy came to your shop wanting my lips tattooed to his ass? Would you…service…him?” She teased, emphasizing the word “service” with a wink and a lick of her lips. She loved getting the man riled up when she could. Dixie seemed to bring out his playful side and she was glad to see it. The man clearly didn’t smile enough before she entered his life. And now Mia was proud of the way he seemed to be handling himself these days, not so closed off and unapproachable. She turned in her seat to get a glimpse of Maggie singing and she swayed along with the music, laughing at Nick when he flashed his gold undies at anyone who was looking. “I swear if he wasn’t so hung up on Maggie, I’d wonder if that man was gay. He is entirely too comfortable dressed like that.” she chuckled.

LuciL: Sabina had finished her first glass of the Black Russian overhearing the cartoon dressed Greek young man fawn over Mia’s costume “Miss Xena, I am such a fan of yours. You reigned over my perverted fantasies when I was a kid. Thank you.” Chewing on the cherries that had been spiked on the silver toothpick in her mouth, Sabina chuckled softly under her breath watching as Dixie strode past Maggie shouting to the rest of the bartenders “Get Maggie up on the stage…she is going to show em what she can do!” Sabina arched her eyebrow up again not knowing that Maggie had a hidden talent then again she had just gotten herself acquainted with the Irish woman and watched the four go the main catwalk in the centre of the Deathclub. Turning around in her stool, though keeping an eye on her time knowing she would have to start grabbing her tips. Sabina saw an orange fox-girl sit down at the bar singing loudly “Sitting at the bar, shouting out, I’m ready for RUM” Only one girl Sabina knew that loved her rum. Giggling at how cute Melissa looked, Sabina finished the cherries on her stick and stood up as Mia taunted the ‘Grim reaper’ about servicing the man whose ass she had kissed. Grinning and shaking her head, Sabina walked around the bar and huggled Melissa from behind, kissing her red hair “Good evening my sweet Mel” and left the girl quickly as Dixie’s voice announced through the speakers “DEATH CLUB PATRONS…TO CELEBRATE HALLOWEEN, THE CLUB IS PROUD TO PRESENT…MAGGIE MALONE!” Taking up one of the poles that was elevated near the tesla coils bouncing with a mix of green lighting and electricity. Sabina hopped onto the platform, she wasn’t going to dance just yet. Her eyes transfixed as Maggie enchanted the crowd with her vocals, so that was her talent! A voice to draw in and keep you fixated for even Sabina was staring as she felt herself swaying on the platform, her ‘tail’ swishing between her legs and around her ankles. She would have stared more at the redheaded vixen if she didn’t catch sight of the male bartender whooping around like a cancan dancer in his yellow gown, Sabina laughed as she heard someone close to her pole mumble “Thats one way of expressing he isn’t afraid of what he does” Looking down Sabina saw Josef dressed up as Captain Hook waving his cutlass at her along with a charming smile on his Spanish face “Senorita Sabina…” Grinning, Sabina kneeled down and pecked his cheek “Welcome back Josef dragul meu” Lifting herself back up, Sabina continued watching Maggie work the crowd by using just her vocals, though the long gloves had been pulled off by now, teasing the crowd ‘She could be one hell of an escort’ Sabina thought to herself smiling wickedly.

Tikool: Getting her drink Melissa perks up as she’s hugged from behind “ Good evening my sweet Mel” Turing around Rina was already gone before Melissa could react, “ That’s getting paid Rina. “ Smiling she drinks her rum as another redhead sings and people stare in amazement. She turns the others as a male bartender in his yellow gown doing his thing, staring she walks up to the crowd around the bar and yells “ HEY have we met? Like in a store a day or two ago? “ Pulling out her phone she goes to snap another picture, “ If so you should so serve me a drink. Think of it as part two if you’re who I think you are.” Downing her rum and a few fast gulps she simply waits for a reply while shaking her bum to the music plays with her cup at the bar. “ I HOPE this is the guy I met before.. otherwise round two of making of fool of myself. And I NEED to talk to the owner or caretaker or whatever she is called. I wanna work here.”

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iShatteredSanity: -Demetrios looked at Dixie as she passed him his drink and the shots, telling him that she had to do that. What did she had to do? Demetrios looked at Dix with curiosity when he heard the DJ talk. Had they planned something and he was not aware? Oh, that was surely a surprise and caught Dem off guard, so to say, but it was more than welcome. Demetrios took the drink and his share of shots in front of him, gulping the shots and looking at the DJ and Maggie on the scene. When Maggie began singing and after he had killed his shots, he took out a cigarette and lit it, smoking it slowly while enjoying those moments. Her voice angelic and a lullaby to everyone’s ears. Everyone from the club was focused on her alone and they swayed their heads and bodies in the same rhythm, creating a wave of some sort. That was truly magnificent. But Demetrios was not focused on Maggie, his eyes were locked on Dixie, his Dixie, admiring how she looked and feeling blessed to have her with him. Alexandros on the other hand was somehow busy with Mia who was giggling and laughing like a high school girl after she was poked. Alexandros smirked slightly at her reaction and thought that it was his words that compared her with the actor of Xena. “Want me to kiss your ass too?”, Mia had whispered that question to his ear before winking at him. Alexandros chuckled and leaned to whisper to her ear.- [Alexandros.] “A kiss, yeah, but not on my ass. I was thinking about a kiss somewhere else.” –He said and chuckled once more while licking her earlobe before pulling back and getting ready to either avoid or defend on an imminent slap on his face. But it was Demetrios who grabbed Alexandros’ jacket and pulled him a bit back to look at Mia better.- [Demetrios.] “There is no fucking way in hell that I am going to tattoo his ass. Nah, no fucking way.” –He said and shook his head before shrugging his shoulders and pushing Alexandros back on his seat. Alexandros turned his head to look at Demetrios.- [Alexandros.] “I guess I am glad that I was not holding my drink, otherwise I would kick your ass.” –Alexandros said and Demetrios smirked devilishly as he flipped Alexandros off.- [Demetrios.] “You would need some serious skills, but you are always welcome to spar me. Just like the old days.” –He said and patted Alexandros’ back while laughing along with his old friend.- [Alexandros.] “Good idea. I need to stretch a bit after all.” –Alexandros said and Demetrios nodded.- [Demetrios.] “Alright, lets have some fun later in the week.” –He said and Alexandros nodded his head. || Meanwhile at the chill lounge. Helena had already called a few women from the dancefloor, especially the blonde vampire, the blue haired alien, another woman who was dressed like Jason Voorhees, and another one dressed like a cat. They all were relaxing themselves, drinking a few drinks and kissing each other, warming up for the big even later on. || Outside now. Ivan and Nikolai kept checking for IDs, driving licenses and/or passports and most of the customers had already walked inside, leaving only a few of them outside. Once everyone was in, they finally took some time to relax and began talking about random stuff, like football games, women and drinks. None of them could see the shadow that lurked in a shadowy and dark corner about 100 meters away from them, lurking like a wild animal before it attacks its prey.-

CharlotteCarrendar: Maggie came to the end of the song on a high note. “I ain’t gonna take none of your, foolin’ around, I ain’t gonna take none of your, puttin’ me down..*she raised her arms out and smiled as she saw Sabina dancing on the platform, her tail whipping around her. Maggie brought the house down with.* I put a spell on you because you’re mine, all right and I took it down!” As the crowd applauded and whistled, Maggie turned around and ran opened armed to Dixie, who she nearly knocked off the stage, squealing and such, the microphone would get feedback and hiss violently. “I DID IT…I SANG!”- she screamed in Dixie’s ear, only making Dixie look startled and nodding away till her hat nearly fell off. Inga led everyone down off the platform, knowing that they would have to go to back to work, Nikolas all hot and sweaty, fanning himself madly. “I don’t know how you ladies dress like this.” Inga and Dixie looked at each other and then at Nikolas and said in unison “We don’t.” Before erupting in laughter and taking their places back behind the bar. Maggie who was so chuff from singing, nudged Nikolas and said. “Now you see why I told you to dress as Rocky….You going to cook in that, ya Feek.”- <3>

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The Procession of Masks.

27 Wednesday Feb 2013

Posted by charlottecarrendar in Dead Nation Series - Carrendar Writers

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CharlotteCarrendar, children, DarksiedTheLegend, Dead Nation, fantasy, fiction, horror, Raven, Sci fi, Taru, writing

Roleplay Live : Group : The Carrendar Dynasty

Dead Nation

The Procession of Masks

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DarksiedtheLegend
CharlotteCarrendar


DarksiedtheLegend: -Larry would be more than happy to show them the internal compartments of the super heavy weight tank Tarantula as he then proceed up the second flight of stairs and walk on to the bridge until they are literally on the Tarantula’s back to which Larry would have some difficulty to get to the hatch as he turned the hatch to reveal a tight passage with a ladder going downwards as he entered this porthole until all three were safely inside the Tarantula did Larry start to explain about the internal compartments.-(Larry)”First off the side platform was supposed to reach all the way to the entrance but I had programmed it to reach nearly there to show that even if the men from the stars could land on the Tarantula they would have some difficulty walking on it and the fact that this was built with normal human specifications so even if they opened the hatch they wouldn’t be able to get in but the armour you are currently wearing would work for this situation…now follow me”

–As he took them through a long metal corridor with lighting installed on the ceiling as he first brought them to a metal door-(Larry)”First off door number one” –To which when Larry opened the doors by turning the doors hatch and then pushing it gently to reveal another long corridor as he explained-(Larry)”Door number one are blast doors just in case if anyone manages to get into the Tarantula the blast door would still protect the crews from some danger now follow me”-As Larry took a few steps before reaching a door on the right side of the corridor as he opened it up to reveal a medical facility room with one bed, a surgery table, two medical cabinets, IV machines set to the side of the cabinets and even a room with the words bathroom written on the door-(Larry)”As you can clearly see this is the medical bay though several funds went into making more important facilities such as turrets placements, blast doors and the spare generator instead of a fully stocked medical bay but in a way it has received enough funds to cover the essentials…moving along.”

–Larry moved out of the medical bay and continued moving forward before opening another metal blast door to reveal a small room with a monitor screen in the wall, a chair with a control panel on the arms of the chair but this control panel can be lifted and used like a joystick pad from the arcade and behind the chair was several ammunition boxes to which Larry pointed out-(Larry)”The scientists had crunched the numbers and decided that there be extra cannons positioned in the space between the Tarantula’s legs…It seems like they say that there are some weak points that if the enemy were to keep on hitting at that spots they might do some serious damage but with the placements of two turrets one aimed for the skies and one aimed for the ground as the legs move the turrets could be active but only in certain motions kind of like the guns on a single propeller plane…but since the top turret are twin link it allows the controller to fire a lot of ammo into a plane while the bottom turret is focus on attacking faster tanks that manages to avoid the front laser cannons…there are many more weapon consoles like this and the scientist in the labs hooked up this nifty device…now if the generator is on this room would be active and all one has to do is look at the monitor to find their target, activate the appropriate turret, aim with the joystick and press fire like a mad man.

The monitor has a direct link to an optic sensor so as to eliminate the need for the gunner to look outside and since the person doesn’t even need to reveal themselves and is safe from any unnecessary harm…while the guns are mechanical the loading has to be done in here thus the ammunition boxes well at least for the anti-aircraft turrets but for the tank turret its self-loading well we are working on it…Moving along” – Larry would lead them through the very long corridor passing a few more iron blast doors before reaching a single blast door to which Larry would turn the hatch before the blast door opened and revealed a room with two laser cannons connected to various wires and pipes and at the very front of this room as a see through panel to which Larry then explained

-(Larry)”This is the head of the Tarantula and these are the laser cannons…which are powered by solar panels hidden in key spots as the laser cannons need gunners to aim them just right they would need a observer to be able to pick the targets right and then the gunners get ready with the coordinates then they fire laser cannons as the laser cannons fires it discharges plasma which is then transported through the pipes back to the plasma generator which helps to power it…The scientists think that if we use the green way we would somewhat entertain the environmentalists but any plasma that is discharged from the generator it will activate the plasma cannon and the fun begins…so how do you like the some of the second floor?”

-Back at Shangri-La Raven and Darksied were starting to eat when Raven first pointed out-“To me, it sounds like a real community, but here they all teach those in need. I wonder if we will meet more water clan people after lunch. Mmmm it smells good, whatever it is.” –As Darksied simply nodded to that comment before continuing to eat before Darksied heard her say something about Lorewall to which he was going to point out but then he noticed that she was having trouble eating to which Darksied responded-(Darksied)”You should try loosening the strings or straps of your mask so that you could pull it forward and allow an opening to let you put your food into your mouth or you could try getting smaller portions instead it could help…hmm maybe we should head to the headmaster…since he was the one who helped make this adjustment to my mask or did you already meet him and he forgot to do it?…Odd I don’t think he is that old but then again he is a bit out of it lately…maybe we should see him before going back since he could do it a few minutes and poof it is done…Hmm Lorewall so you came from Nemaeus just like me…hmm maybe I saw you when I wasn’t wearing this mask but anyway we should get your mask fixed after you have finished eating…I believe the journey to the headmaster is a bit further than here to the classroom…”

–To which Darksied would continue to eat some of the fish and rice as he noticed another kid in the black robes approached him and poked him at the side before running away as Darksied just smiled beneath his mask as he then continued to eat while in the Dead nation at Riders place would she be trying to rest as she heard them talking-(Baldrick)“Topsy turvey. I like it.”(Paige) “How can he carry a weapon with his toes? I don’t get it.”(Baldrick)“Your Grandmother could be like that, except the part about walking on her hands. But she had people nervous, and scared. Especially, me at times. Ooo…she was a right treasure that woman. Right, so what time do you think Marluck will get here? ‘I’m keen now.”-Rider had answered that question about Marluck arriving on the next day but was so tired that she didn’t bother asking Paige to go to sleep when she look out towards the direction of the dumpster as she then heard Baldrick say it for her.-(Baldrick)“Better get some sleep. Rider is right, staying up all night just make you tired for when he does train you.”

–And when Paige had drifted off to sleep did the procession of the masks began anew with various new skeletons in the procession, some carried what looked bells, trumpets, and drums as the procession of mismatched skeletons began to beat the drums, ring the bells and even try to blow on the trumpets to make an unorganized combination of sounds no union at all just mindless banging and ringing while carrying that black wooden coffin as the skeletons marched forward ever so slowly so as to not trip on each other or fall down but when the coffin and its procession reached the centre of town and placed the coffin upright did this procession of the death then turned to bizarre fight of strange and mysterious beings but as the fighting occurred throughout the town did a dumpster began to rumble and shake before something jumped out of the dumpster and onto the roof of the house closest to the dumpster before this being looked around a bit staring at the scene of battle before dashing through the roofs of various houses only so often to stop and admire the sheer strength of these battling creatures as the being from the dumpster looked on before running again through the roofs but this time instead of running on two legs he was instead running on his hands as he reached the edge of one house did he make the leap to another before reaching the end of the line of the roofs as he looked around before spotting Rider’s house in the distance as he then used his hands and feet to climb down the pipes back to the ground floor before running towards the house of Rider ever so silently and always evading the window sights but when this being from dumpster got close to the house instead of knocking on its doors did he instead climbed the house to reach the roof to where he then waited for the sun to come up and probably for the occupants to wake up so that he may began the training or was it retraining of some people…who knows other than Rider because Marluck himself has forgotten who was he supposed to train.-

CharlotteCarrendar: – It truly was a magnificent sight, the sheer magnitude of the Super heavy weight Spider Tarantula, had the Spider siblings, in awe. Larry was being incredibly hospitable in explaining and showing the inner workings of the Tarantula. Explaining about how the entrance was made to human specifications, it meant the openings would not easily allow the bulky armour of the men from the stars to enter easily. Sora, wearing the powersuit, that was fitted snuggly to his form, proved its worth, by entering after Larry, going in the hatch and up onto the first door, door one. The opening of the hatch, actually reminded Sora of submarine hatches, and the way you turn the wheel to open it and then lock it again air tight. The reasons that they were made this way were simple. Blast doors.

Able to withstand the rounds, fired by the bolt guns. The next door on the tour revealed the medical bay, and interestingly enough, it was rather sparsely fitted out, with only one bed, a surgery table, and cabinets, and an ensuite. Taru poked her head in, taking a quick look, before wanting to ask if there were mass casualities, how would they be treated, from one small bed.)”As you can clearly see this is the medical bay though several funds went into making more important facilities such as turrets placements, blast doors and the spare generator instead of a fully stocked medical bay but in a way it has received enough funds to cover the essentials…moving along.” Taru followed along, while Sora took a quick gander in the med bay. “One bed is okay….so long as its for me.”- he bobbed his head, and then went to catch up his Sister Taru and Larry, who had opened another blast door, and moved on through, very much the tour guide in a sense. Next stop would be a smaller room, that contained a monitor screen on the wall, and a joystick controller, along with a leather lined chair. Like some sort of home entertainment fun gaming station, it was deceptive by design, and its purpose truly remarkable.

Sora was almost game to take a seat in the chair and try it out. Like a boy in a video arcade, he could see the potential for some fun. Taru picked up on it immediately, and glanced over her shoulder at him and said simply, “No.” Sora made a few but buts. And she placed a finger up to his mouth and he shrugged, so the pair could return their attention to Larry’s explanation of why the extra turrrets were placed between the leg joins. To ensure that any vantage point considered a weakness to the structure, would not be able to be exploited. Taru thought this was understandable, and explained why there was a lack of medical supplies and rooms. “The monitor has a direct link to an optic sensor so as to eliminate the need for the gunner to look outside and since the person doesn’t even need to reveal themselves and is safe from any unnecessary harm…while the guns are mechanical the loading has to be done in here thus the ammunition boxes well at least for the anti-aircraft turrets but for the tank turret its self-loading well we are working on it…Moving along” Again off and away through another blast door, to reveal the room where the fangs, or large lase cannons were situated.

On further advice, Larry instructed that they had in fact reached the head of the Tarantula, and that the lasers were powered by large solar panels, that were fitted in key positions around the body of the Super Spider tank. The mention of the Tarantulas’s plasma lasers being enviromentally friendly at this point in the war, did have Taru smirk somewhat, mainly since the armies and the men from the Stars have been doing the exact opposite, and the enviroment had been taking a hammering,. Why even the ozone layer had been punched through so many times by ships, it was a wonder it wasn’t swiss cheese. Coming to the end of the the tour of the second floor, Larry begged the question’ “So how do you like the some of the second floor?”-Taru would be the first to speak up. “The additional turrets were a good idea, in the more aggressive fighting situations, and having seen the Men of the Stars in the north, I know they have a lot up there sleeves, as far as technology and defence. I am impressed with the ingenuity.” Sora poked his head up from behind his sister’s shoulder and added. “I really want to try out operating a turret. Do you have crash test dummies, or something like a moving practise target?”<c>

Raven was still struggling with her mask and managing to eat her fish and rice meal. Obviously the straps were too tight, and pulled on the mask as she tried to slip it up to allow her to eat her meal. Darksied noticed this right off the bat, and suggested that they see the Headmaster, who could help with Raven’s mask. Raven grew hot, her cheeks flushing as she set down her fork on her dinner plate. Mention of returning to meet with the headmaster was in order, and Raven piped up. “I remember him, he was a tree. Okay, I have eaten as much as I can, lets head back to the Headmaster, after I clean away my plate. Raven was actually keen to meet with the Headmaster again, since she still had many unanswered questions. Raven fixed her mask back on and rose from her chair to take her plate and utensils to be washed, and then returned, setting down the clean implements, and plate. “I am not sure if we met in Lorewall, I spent a lot of my time underground. Whether it was the hall or the Spire. Its actually rare for me to be on the surface. Maybe Mum was trying to have us protected from the men from the Stars. I don’t know. My Mother and my Aunt weren’t around very much. I saw more of the Ettercaps and my own siblings. *she smiled at Darksied thoughtfully*.. I don’t remember you at all. And its hard to tell since you wear a mask like I do.” The young boy in the black robes that had come up and poked Darksied before running away, had Raven intrigued. “Special friend?” she asked, ready to start on the walk back to the Headmaster. Sometimes, going back was the only way forward. <c>

Rider by now, was fast asleep, as was Baldrick, who for once was not sleeping sitting upright propped against the wall of the house. Little did either of them guess, that the procession of masks, the nightly ritual was on again, and the coffin carried from the river of black, to have it opened, and all manner of skeletal remains of beasts and creatures not of this world, took up the fight, and what a fight it was. Having Marluck, going from rooftop to rooftop, on his hands instead of his feet. Its a wonder the skeletons couldn’t see him, bounding along, Finally he came to land on top of Rider’s humble abode, ready perhaps to train the young Cookie and Baldrick, if at all possible. The sun did start to rise, which would end the procession, but also waken Cookie, since she was eager to see what Marluck had in store for her. But one question was what she wanted to ask, when she could pull her aside. “Why did he walk on his hands, instead of his feet? Was he a rebel with a cause, or was he simply sick of trampling in other people’s messes. <3>

 

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24 Sunday Feb 2013

Posted by charlottecarrendar in Agent Ayalah Romach - Israeli Assassin for hire.

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Re: Roleplay Live : The Death Club. GM : iShatteredSanity new
January 20, 2013 05:12AM
Roleplay Live : Group : The Death ClubAlexandros and Ayalah 

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CharlotteCarrendar:- Smirking that Alex accused her of popping her cherry on his bed, she didn’t let on she was in pain at all, and watched him exit the bedroom, muttering something about his monitors, or needing new ones. Taking a few deep breaths, she rose up and started to peel back her leather jacket top of her cat suit, the cuts in her arms quite deep, and painful. Ayalah tipped her head forward, catching her breath, while she tried to gauge the situation. She truly needed to get out of the apartment, but going back down out the window at this height with her injuries, was simply out of the question. She needed the key code to get out via the lift. Tossing up the thoughts in her mind, she realised, he truly had nothing on her, as far as the suspicious death of Josh; the gym owner. He suspected her of many things, but still didn’t have the truth of her plan. Her mission, was not part of the Russian operation, it was merely to prove to her, that she had the balls, to face him on his turf, and for moments, she stared him down, knowing that she was figuratively on top. Ayala decided that if she was stuck, she was going to enjoy it. Swinging her legs off the bed, she made a yeouch sound, from the foot strike from the kunai. Damn things. She slowly started to tear off her cat suit, revealing her under wear, and a body cut and bleeding. Gathering her senses, she hobbled into the ensuite, and started the shower, taking off the last of her undergarments. Stepping into the shower, under the blasting hot water jets, the bottom of the shower, was coated in her blood. <3>

iShatteredSanity: -Well, the living room was a huge mess, but Alexandros could not leave it like that; especially his desk with his computers. After cleaning up all the mess, the broken glass, cleaning the blood from the floor, the kunai from the floor, the needles from the ceiling, Alexandros had sat on his chair, checking all of his machines to see if they were still operating. Glad that only a monitor was trashed, he decided that he would order a new one in the morning. After fixing his desk and rearranging his monitors, he turned on his computers. Phew, they were safe despite the beating that they had taken. Only a few fans were making a lot of noise, but that could be fixed with new cases. Stroking the keys on his keyboard and finishing the repairs, Alexandros leaned back on his couch, now feeling the breeze that seeped in his apartment from the broken windows. Sighing softly he headed towards the broken windows and closed the shutters; at least this way less air would seep inside his apartment. Turning on the heat to warm up the place, he then headed towards the kitchen. There he saw the broken microwave oven and shrugged his shoulders.- “I will get a new one then. Damn…” –He muttered and removed the broken one from the counter, unplugging it from the wall socket and putting it on the side, right next to the elevator door. Then he headed to the main electric panel for his apartment, turning on the switches for the power to be restored in every line. Nodding to himself he was about to head back to his desk when he heard the sound of running water. Walking towards the bathroom, he noticed the steam that came from his cubicle and also some of the blood on the glass walls of the cubicle. For a moment he pitied Ayalah, but he knew that she was too dangerous. He did think of killing her on the spot, but that was not his style. He was trained as a samurai back in Japan, not as a ninja or an assassin. He believed in a good fight and not some assassination attempt. Shrugging his shoulders once more he looked around the place, trying to forget about Ayalah when he noticed that he first aid kit that he had given her earlier was in the trash bin.- “Ungrateful bitch…” –He muttered once more and headed towards the bedroom. Once there he took the leftovers of Ayalah’s suit as well as the blood painted sheets. Tossing the leftovers in the trash can, he headed towards the bathroom where the laundry machine was located at. Shoving the sheets and Ayalah’s underwear in there, Alexandros activated the machine. And then he just sat down on the floor, listening to the sound of the water as Ayalah was taking a shower. He had a chance to do something with her and no longer fap to her pictures, but why wasn’t he entering the cubicle?-

CharlotteCarrendar:- Inside the shower cubicle, Ayalah stood with her right foot raised slightly, the wound quite large, and the blood flowing from the top of her foot, with the water splashing down upon it. She held her left hand up and planted against the tiles, to support herself, as she let the shower jets blast the top of her head, her crimson locks totally wet and clinging to her head. As the water ran down her face, and across her lips, she blew out, spraying the tiles in front of her. Images of the fight between Alex and her, kept rotating in her mind. She should have just killed him. She had the chance, but instead, she had speak instead. Those seconds cost the moment. Was she slipping? Was she truly off her game? Looking like something that had just had a fight with a butching machine, multiple lacerations, she was a right mess. Having tossed away the first aid kit, may have been careless, but she thought she was above all that…above turning to someone she was trying to one up, that she was weak. A sound caught her attention; the clothes washing machine. He must have been really cleaning up, and Ayalah wondered, why isn’t he in here, finishing me off? None of this made sense. Lowering her arm, she turned off the taps, and opened the cubicle door, allowing the steam to escape. Reaching for a towel, she stepped out onto the mat, and started to pat herself down, taking extra care, to the places where she was slashed. Stepping out with just a towel, she saw Alex sitting on the floor. Narrowing her gaze, she said. “Aren’t you going to call..the police?” <3>

iShatteredSanity: -Sitting down on the floor, Alexandros was wondering why he did not finish her off. Under different circumstances, Ayalah would deliver the final blow. Could it be that he was actually feeling sympathy for the Israeli assassin? Pity? Perhaps a crush? He was not sure, but the fact still remained that Alexandros was sitting on the floor, staring at the clothes inside the washing machine. Rotating and rotating and rotating and rotating… He was not aware that Ayalah had finished her shower until she walked out and spoke. “Aren’t you going to call..the police?”, Ayalah asked.- “I have some cuffs and a policeman outfit somewhere in my closet. Wanna play cop and burglar?” –Alexandros replied right away. It was a joke, but Alexandros’ tone was not so joking. He was a bit tired. Cleaning up the whole mess was indeed tiring, especially after a fight with Ayalah and after being drugged. But while Alexandros spoke, he did not turn around to look at her, he was just staring at the machine for a few more moments. Then he suddenly got up and looked at her, watching her naked body and scanning her from tip to toe.- “You look much sexier than your pictures.” –He said and turned around so that he could walk outside the bathroom.-

CharlotteCarrendar: – Ever the joker, Alexandros’s response brought something of a ha ha, from Ayalah, who winced, cause, after the blade slash to her chest, the movement of her body cause the wound to reopen. “Wanna play cop and burglar?” Very funny. It didn’t surprise her in the slightest that he would have a kink for dressing up. Ayalah stared down at the machine, seeing her clothes going round and round. Great, all she had was a towel. One that was wet and bloody. The idea of streaking to her car in the snow, was not something she had in mind. But then, he got up off the floor, and she could see how his eyes travelled over her naked form, taking every inch of her in, blood and all. “You look much sexier than your pictures.” A compliment? From someone she tried to kill? This scenario was whacked. Even for her. A slight tilt of the head, and she noticed he was leaving, and she said. “You think…THIS..*and she pointed to her open wounds, the blood still trickling down her legs*…is sexy? I …err..look better with clothes on.” This was going against her own code….talking to someone whom was on the other side…like a familiar. <3>

iShatteredSanity: -It seemed that even the devil sometimes could laugh at the humans’ remarks. But the she-devil was in no shape to even do that. But oh well, she had that coming right from the start when she attacked him. But still, Alexandros was surprised that he could get such an expression and reaction from her. And then came his comment on her body, and her reply. Turning his head to look at her, Alexandros gave a slight shrug of his shoulders.- “It seems that you are still a woman. And yes, I am talking that body of yours. Now, come outside. I will tend to your wounds.” –Alexandros said and walked outside the bathroom, heading straight for the first aid kit in the trash can. After taking it out from the can, he headed for the couch where he sat down and leaned his back backwards, patting the seat next to him.- “Come. If I wanted to kill you or harm you in any way, I would have done that by now.” –Alexandros said and waited for Ayalah to be reasonable this time and listen to him.-

CharlotteCarrendar: – Ayalah’s eyes darted around the room, before settling back on Alexandros. For the first time, she felt truly alien about the situation. Always having a failsafe plan, to get in, do the job and get out again, before anyone expected or realised what she had done. Ayalah had used her arsenal, and here she was, back to being vunerable and she didn’t like it. Like a cornered animal, wounded, and unsure, as well as naked, with the exception of the towel, she didn’t know what to make of all this. “It seems that you are still a woman. And yes, I am talking that body of yours. Now, come outside. I will tend to your wounds.” It had been years, since a man regarded her as a woman, and not an object or a hired gun. Business before pleasure, but it seemed, to always be business. Ayalah had built a serious wall around herself, as she shut off her emotions, and forgot who she once was. Slowly, she crept after him, the towel barely covering her. The room where she had done most of the damage, was cleaned up pretty well, but the blood splatter remained. Ayalah sat down beside him, though you could see she was pretty much on the edge of the seat. Her eyes showed that she had dropped the barrier slightly, but still was cautious. Seeing the first aid kit, she commented. Her voice different, for it had a definite accent, of an Israeli. “I don’t think you have enough bandages.” <3>

iShatteredSanity: -There is a glow in a wild animal’s eyes. This glow that is proof that the beast is untamed and wild. That glow was there on Ayalah’s eyes. Alexandros had seen that ever since they first met, but right now it was more obvious. Perhaps she had become like a beast in order to protect herself from something. Perhaps something had happened in her past that forced her to become like that. Perhaps this, perhaps that, perhaps so many more things, yet the fact remained; she was wild. Alexandros was waiting on the couch for Ayalah to come, and she did, but she was either not so willing to do that or she was just afraid. Afraid? Hmmm… There was this possibility. Regardless. Alexandros looked at Ayalah as she sat down and chuckled at her comment.- “Who spoke about bandages? Those wounds won’t close with bandages, plus I don’t think that whoever hired you wants to see you in that shape. I am thinking of something more radical.” –Alexandros made a small pause and opened the first aid kit and then a small box that had a small iron plate with the dimensions of 1 x 2 cm.- “I am thinking of something like this. And this.” –He said as he took out the metallic plate that was attached on a small metallic stick with a rubber handle, and a lighter.- “And this is going to hurt, but think about it, the bleeding will stop and you will only need some aloe vera or some shit like that for some time. Then you can take sexy pictures again with no worries.” –Alexandros said and looked at Ayalah, waiting for her reaction and response.-

CharlotteCarrendar; – Alex spoke of Ayalah’s boss, like the man would even care what she looked like. This actually brought out something of a smirk and a roll of the eyes. From what she knew of the Employer, was actually very little. Most of the time, she had dealt with the business side of things through Vlad, and only twice had she been in Yuri’s office in Prague. The man, paid her no mind, only that she did what she was told to do, instructed to do, in order to complete her mission. Ayalah was just a contractor, like anyone else you hire. Now back to the bandaging, or lack of it. Alex had come up with a much more painful way, of healing her. Maybe he was a sadist, and would get off her pain, from his use of the barbaric looking tools. Ayalah sat rigidly on the edge of the couch, not knowing if she should fold her arms, or just rest them on the seat. But then Alex brought up the sexy photos again, and she had to comment. “Just…get it over with. And quit it with the pictures. I am not model…okay..I do not pose”- but then a light came on and she suddenly smirked. “You saw…didn’t you, Alex? The video…did you like that?”- Her curiosity was now awakened. <3>

iShatteredSanity: -Alexandros a sadist? Not far from the truth actually. But the method of tending to Ayalah’s wounds was one that he was performing on himself as well. In the past he had suffered from stabs and slashes all over his body, being a little punk and causing huge commotions in the streets of Tokyo as a youngster. That was the fastest way for a wound to heal, even though it was painful. Well, at least less painful than the wound reopening with the bandages and all that jazz.- “Alright then. Don’t worry, I won’t be gentle.” –Alexandros said and chuckled while having a devious smirk on his face.- “I am so going to enjoy this.” –He muttered while snickering. Then he held the stick with his right hand while lighting the lighter and placing the square end on the fire so that the metal could get hot.- “I know that you are not a model, but have you ever thought of becoming one? I bet that you would be a huge success. Think about it…” –Alexandros said and shrugged slightly as the tip was hot enough to close the wound. As he got closer to her chest wound, he heard her last words. Those about the video. Alexandros momentarily stopped moving and then he pressed down the hot metal on her wound, cauterizing it from inside out and smelling the burned tissue.- “Yes, I saw that.” –Alexandros replied sharply and pressed the square end on her wound for some more time before removing it and wiping it with a bandage to clean the blood from it.- “Why do you ask?” –Alexandros asked Ayalah while looking at her and heating up the tip once more for the next wound.-

CharlotteCarrendar: – Okay, so maybe she decided to push a button, the tigress showing she still had that vicious streak. Her softer side dissolving, as the merc returned to the fore. She aimed to see, in part if he had indeed seen the footage of Josh dominating her, but in secret, she wanted to know was he truly seeing her as a sex object, a vision of lust. “Alright then. Don’t worry, I won’t be gentle.” Alex said, with a sinister chuckle. Ayalah caught her breath, readying herself for the pain to follow. Her eyes followed his hands, getting the lighter to make the metal of the instrument red hot. But as he did this, he decided to be casual Alex once again. Small talk. About her becoming a model. Had she ever considered it? No, for her work was her life. Alex got closer, when she mentioned the video, pausing before applying the hot searing strip of the metal plate. Yes, I saw that.” Ayalah’s hands gripped the couch, her fingernails driving into the fabric, as she tried to stifle a cry of pain. Her eyes closed tight. The pain was excruciating, but she did not want to appear the coward. Alex’s voice matched that of the metal. Hot and sharp. His hand came up to wipe the blood away, and he stared at her, about to go for the next wound. “Why do you ask?” Finding her voice again, after swallowing hard, she grimaced, seeing the metal was about to touch her skin again. “Would it…be in bad taste to say…I am to die for.” Her brown eyes flickered, and the hidden message in her question was veiled, but would he understand? <3>

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Try to sing this after a few beers…..Hahaha.

24 Sunday Feb 2013

Posted by charlottecarrendar in Guilty Pleasures.

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Barenaked ladies, fun, Humor, lyrics, music, One Week

 

It’s been one week since you looked at me
Cocked your head to the side and said I’m angry
Five days since you laughed at me saying
Get that together, come back and see me
Three days since the living room
I realized it’s all my fault, but couldn’t tell you
Yesterday you’d forgiven me
But it’ll still be two days till I say I’m sorry

Hold it now and watch the hoodwink
As I make you stop, think
You’ll think you’re looking at aquaman
I summon fish to the dish, although I like the chalet swiss
I like the sushi ’cause it’s never touched a frying pan
Hot like Wasabi when I bust rhymes
Big like LeAnn Rimes
Becasue I’m all about value
Bert Kaempfort’s got the mad hits
You try to match wits, you try to hold me
But I bust through.
Gonna make a break and take a fake,
I’d like a stinkin’ achin’ shake
I like vanilla, cuz it’s the finest of the flavours
Gotta see the show, ’cause then you’ll know
The vertigo is gonna grow
Cause it’s so dangerous,
You’ll have to sign a waiver

How can I help if I think you’re funny when you’re mad
Tryin’ hard not to smile though I feel bad
I’m the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
Can’t understand what I mean? Well, you soon will
I have the tendancy to wear my mind on my sleeve
I have a history of taking off my shirt

It’s been one week since you looked at me
Threw your arms in the air and said you’re crazy
Five days since you tackled me,
I’ve still got the rug burns on both my knees
It’s been three days since the afternoon
You realized it’s not my fault, not a moment too soon
Yesterday you’d forgiven me,
And now I sit back and wait till you say you’re sorry

Chickity China the Chinese chicken
Have a drumstick and your brain stops tickin’
Watchin X-Files with no lights on
We’re dans la maison
I hope the Smoking Man’s in this one
Like Harrison Ford I’m gettin frantic
Like Sting, I’m tantric
Like Snickers, guaranteed to satisfy
Like Kurosawa, I make mad films
Okay I don’t make films,
But if I did, they’d have a Samurai
Gonna get a set a’ better clubs
Gonna find the kind with the tiny nubs,
Just so my irons aren’t always flying off the back-swing
Gotta get in tune with Sailor Moon
Cause that cartoon has got the boom anime babes
That make me think the wrong thing

How can I help if I think you’re funny when you’re mad
Tryin’ hard not to smile though I feel bad
I’m the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral
Can’t understand what I mean?
Though, you soon will
I have the tendancy to wear my mind on my sleeve
I have a history of losing my shirt

It’s been one week since you looked at me
Dropped your arms to the sides and said I’m sorry
Five days since I laughed at you and said
You just did just what I thought you were gonna do!
Three days since the living room,
We realized we were both to blame, but what could we do?
Yesterday you just smiled at me
Cause we still got two days till we say we’re sorry
It’ll still be two days till we say we’re sorry,
It’ll still be two days till we say we’re sorry,
Birchmount Stadium, home of the Robbie.

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CC’s Worst pick up lines….The Top 30.

23 Saturday Feb 2013

Posted by charlottecarrendar in Best and Worst Pick up Lines.

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1. I don’t know about pies, but you make my banana cream!
2. Wanna do me for lunch?
3. I wish I was your math paper. I would be hard and you would be doing me on the desk.
4. Are you a chicken farmer? Cause you sure can raise cock!
5. You don’t sweat much for a fat chick.
6. Can I read your shirt in braille?
7. I am a man, wanna fuck?
8. Remember my name… because you’ll be screaming it later.
9. Did you fart, cause you blew me away.
10. Hi. Do u take cash or credit card?
11. If I throw a stick, will you go away?
12. Why does your breath smell like your ass?
13. Hey how you doing?… Damn I didn’t realize how ugly you was from across the room. My bad!
14. Screw you… pay me!
15. Why would a beautiful blonde like you go and dye her roots brown.
16. Do I have to come over to you, or can I stick myself inside to do it?
17. Is that a keg in your pants, cause I’d love to tap that ass.
18. Are you easy?
19. Do you have any STDs?
20. Are you a bank? Cause I want to make a deposit in you.
21. Theres some things money cant buy, I hope sex with you isnt one of them.
22. Did you know you have 206 bones in your body? You want another one?
23. Why dont you sit on my lap and we’ll talk about what ever pops up first?
24. I’d do things to you that would make porno stars blush!
25. I know you wanna taste it.
26. Stick it in me! (pick up line to use on guys)
27. Smile if you’re horny.
28. Me so horny, me love you long time.
29. Me want some sucky, sucky.
30. Was your father a skunk? Cause you sure do smell bad…

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Funny signs #02.

23 Saturday Feb 2013

Posted by charlottecarrendar in Funny Signs.

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I heard about driving with the top down……

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Tarantula.

23 Saturday Feb 2013

Posted by charlottecarrendar in Dead Nation Series - Carrendar Writers

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Roleplay Live : Group : The Carrendar Dynasty

Dead Nation

Tarantula

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DarksiedtheLegend: -The thing known as Torment would begin answering the questions of the supposed repair man as he continued to fix on the armour –(Torment)“Where? When the creatures attacked me……Huge…creatures..mantis like…spitting poison…wanting to eat. Their arms were big and strong and they wanted to rip me apart. They all hatched from eggs. Underground, in an abandoned bar.. They seemed to be of no common creature. The data I gathered from them are minimal, so I had to consume them to appear as this. My model can morph into more convenient things. Such as growing wings. Or even growing extra limbs….I would like to know your name…And what is that?..Is it protection?” –The being named Torment got closer to the man repairing the armour before asking another question.-(Torment)“Scary looking. Does it come in red?”

–To which at this the man would answer Torment-(?)”A name would mean I would need to get familiar with you and at this time that is unnecessary and as for this piece of armour it is actually just a piece of armour… It has be to enhanced with various magic’s and runes so that the magic air crystal can work as a breathing device of sorts…Hmm it seems like you can’t analyse the air surrounding hmm interesting but any way when anyone who breathes air try to go out of this protective barrier or dome they realize that the air outside is toxic and not completely breathable well at least for certain beings not sure if you are counted on the list…Though it can be red if you got the paint for it but since that is an unnecessary personnel use and produce red paint isn’t in this area we have stuck with the usual plain rusty colour and or the traditional mass-produce black armour…are you saying that there are bugs outside?…you got to be kidding so one of those small bugs attack you and you made a forced adaptation that’s a bit much to swallow…I don’t recall receiving any reports of a bar anywhere near here but then again we had been placing our forces to do other tasks that were more significant maybe it’s about time I ask for more scouts rather than exterminators……”

–Now back to Lorewall in the War castle as Sora was in a clear show of emotions saying things like mother of god and how the baneblade tank was capable of punching those men from the stars and even whispering to Larry-(Sora)”I think she likes it, first time I seen her be quiet like that in a while” –As Larry though for awhile really now that is interesting and as he continued his speech about the governments’ plans before stopping to and hearing Taru speak up about her intentions -(Taru)”If the government has decided to mass produce the Baneblade Tank, then by all means, I feel they are right, if it is for the eradication of the Astartes and force their surrender.”-After which she got close enough to speak in a softer voice-(Taru) If the Tarantula is a prototype, that is not meant to be made to multiple units, then this is the one that my brother and I shall need……..We are the spider people, the Carrendar, however, we are not government. We simply seek only to protect Lorewall, those below and those above.”

-Larry would raise his right eyebrow before speaking to her-(Larry)”Very well then. Now can I start telling you what you got yourself into? And please must I remind you that it isn’t necessary to tell me what you are going to use it for, the boss approves of you taking what you want so quite clearly I can’t stop you but wait for me in a moment I have to teach you about the Tarantula.” –After finishing his talk with Taru would he go off to the side of the Tarantula before crouching down to the floor to press a few buttons on a hidden panel on the floor before stepping back a few step as a metal platform would begin to grow from the ground to the top of the Tarantula’s back an almost massive structure before the metal platform transformed into a side platform with stairs allowing anyone on the ground to climb up and walk on a metal bridge with railings to get on top of the Tarantula’s body before Larry returned back to Taru and Sora.

-(Larry)”Now then before you could just take the Tarantula and probably we here at the War castle might put a big bow on it, there is some things you need to know first. First off congratulations on picking the Tarantula from the War castle to be your super heavy tank of choice but now here comes the need to basis…While the Tarantula is a product of the War castle, we cannot in any way answer any questions about the vehicle if it does break down in active use there is no help hotline or customer service for this vehicle. The War castle has the right to say that no such vehicle ever existed and don’t bother calling the parent company to complain as they too have no knowledge of this vehicles’ existence. Now while it is in rest mode note it could tower over the Baneblade tank was its legs has fully extended and is in stand mode. Right now the Tarantula is inactive due to the main internal generator being offline, The tarantula has three floors within it these floor extended from the abdomen to the thorax , the top floor is the boarding floor there two latches that allow entrance. Entrance one is located on the top part of the thorax just in front of the abdomen and behind the make shift with the laser cannons and ones must turn the hatch in order to enter and the other one which is located in the underbelly come on follow me…”

–Larry would walk to the Tarantula before going in between the legs to show the underbelly which has a hatch before Larry pointed out to them-(Larry)”Notice the second entrance…well that is fake, its more to throw off enemies into trying to get to get the latch while getting into a killing zone if you don’t notice there are some hidden panels that allows the soldiers inside to use their guns to blow the enemies to smithereens but it it’s a tank underneath the full body slam down wards is the one option to destroy tanks underneath the Tarantula otherwise the legs themselves could crush the tanks without mercy. …Do you want me to show you the internal compartments of the Tarantula?.Cause I got the platform ready just in case.”

–Meanwhile in Shangri-La would the cook in red armor just nod at Raven without even responding to her as the fisherman continued his fishing while the one in red armor went back to the tent to look for food before Darksied started to speak-(Darksied)”The one fishing is the teacher for the water clan and the one in red armour is the teacher for the fire clan. Apparently there are other clans around here who does teach their students but as for where that’s hard to tell…well normally we would get visits by the other clans but mostly the water clan…I believe mute taught us that there are many clans, sub-clans, family branches, unaffiliated groups and so on and so forth. Some groups within the clans would eventually branch out to create their own clan and be recognized by the heads of the main clans…in fact currently the clan of darkness had been split to three groups one is the more commonly known Union headed by their current foreman…I can’t remember his name, another is the citizens of the sewers supposedly ruled by unknown person and then there is the third group relatively new group that was established during the underground wars of Nixagris…no one knows who is the leader but I believe mute said politics are a messy thing in the world of masks and said we shouldn’t worry about it though I believe it would be safe to say his tape recorder said that not mute himself…Ahh food is here.” –The being in red armour simply placed two plates of fried fish and rice before placing a fork and spoon for each of them. Once that was done the being in red armour just returned back to the tent without even speaking to either of them to which Darksied responded-(Darksied)”Some of the people around here don’t like speaking too much while others just don’t like being near other people so umm bon appetites..”

–After Darksied would move the bottom part of his mask upwards so as to begin eating as he used his fork and spoon to try and remove the fish meat from the bones while trying to remove the bones away from his plate as he took up a bit of fish and placed it on the spoon before getting a scoop of rice with his spoon and placing the bit of fish and rice into his mouth at which he would begin to bite down on the both as he continued to eat while trying to make sure he doesn’t put a piece of bone into his mouth. While back Rider’s house in the dead nation as Paige started to ask some questions about Rider’s friend-“How..Exactly does he train them? And..why would people be nervous? Doesn’t smell does he?”-But before Rider could explain did Baldrick speak up first-(Baldrick) “Paige, down here, things aren’t what they seem. Those who are kind are far and few between, and we been lucky to meet the kind ones. So, have an open mind about the dumpster man. Who knows, he might be your new best friend, beside that bag of sweets.”

–To which Rider then let out a yawn as she explained about her friend-(Rider)*YAWN* Well his name is Marluck and well some people are nervous around him due to him being unpredictable no one knows what he will do…like for example everyone walks on their feet right? Well he walks on his hands at times sometimes he literally scares people not by appearance but by his actions…how to put it? Hmm I remember they had a word for it well unpredictable is one way to put it but it’s just that he doesn’t react to situations like how normal people would…As for how he teaches well that depends on entirely who he teaches at times. Even though he knows how to train flusher people he doesn’t join the flusher people and rather be a scavenger of many things in fact when he comes in the morning I think you would understand and besides he hates to move around in the daylight unless he needs to as for you Baldrick I think you might get a kick out of learning from him too beside you would need it just in case of course so rest up *yawn* for tomorrow Marluck comes for you two. *yawn* -And to that Rider would try and get some sleep as she lay her head upon her bed.-

CharlotteCarrendar: – It didn’t slip past Taru, the expression on Larry’s face in regards to her statement about not being part of the government per say, but that they were still the Spider people of Lorewall. Now, having remembered how Sand said to be in her approach to Larry, she had to keep it in a manner that was not authoritarian. And for Taru, that was proving to be rather difficult. Almost like she had to forcefully suppress the black that ran in her veins, and this would prove later, be disastrous. But for now at least, Larry was willing to divulge everything he knew about the Prototype, Tarantula. Sora and Taru were to be treated to a personal guided tour of the Super spider tank, which had Sora amazed, overwhelmed by its size and capabilities. Still wearing the power suit from earlier, his boots clunked along the floor of the laboratory, and together with his sister, Taru, followed Larry to the metal platform that grew from the ground to the back of the Tarantula back structure. “Stairs? I was half expecting to be sucked in from beneath by some sonic space like suction thing.” Taru shrugged her shoulders, and followed Larry up the stairs, into the underbelly of the Tarantula. This was able to be accessed via a hatch, like you would see on a submarine.

There was of course a second entrance, not far from the hatch, which was pointed out, and both Siblings looked up to get a better idea of it. For those that try and reach the insides from underneath, if the enemy attempted to gain access, the Spider was of course a massive tank and could draw its legs in and simply crush whatever is beneath it. Sora was getting more and more impressed by the second, eagerly inspecting the underside, where there were hidden compartments, especially for storing extra weapons, should you have to leave the tank for whatever reason. Larry then made the offer, that if both were willing; he was more than happy to give them a tour of its internal structure, to which both replied. “Yes please.” This was probably one of the few times, you would ever find this duo being quite so polite. And why wouldn’t they be, this was by far the mother of all tanks,and being a Spider, made it all the more special. ::

At Shangr-La, Raven’s stomach was actually growling, and she even held her arms around her middle, in an effort to make it stop. The man in the red armour, wasn’t much of a conversationalist, but then again, Raven had only said a one word greeting. Staying sitting down, she turned to watch the fisherman by the bank, who was the teacher for the Water Clan. So, if he was of water, the red armored being was of course the Teacher for the Fire clan. The fact that they were all working together like this and not showing any signs of animosity had Raven intrigued. Especially after the rough response she had from the Trio of brothers back in the tunnels, when she was told to be Clan of Darkness. Raven’s stomach rumbled again, and she smiled from beneath her mask awkwardly at Darksied, in case he heard her. He was of course, explaining just who was who, and all about how there were many more clans, families, and then extended family clans, for those that branched out and far from home. “To me, it sounds like a real community, but here they all teach those in need. I wonder if we will meet more water clan people after lunch. Mmmm it smells good, whatever it is.” –

As they sat together, waiting for luncheon to be served, Darksied explained that there were three types of Clan of Darkness clans in existence, and when he mentioned Nixagris, Raven stopped fidgeting. “I haven’t been to the North. I spent most of my childhood at the hall in Lorewall, and then we moved to the Spire after Mazmezz’s troops attacked. My mum….”- Raven’s voice faded away, as she remembered her mother, trying to defend the Hall against the hordes of Orcs and the demon Lords. Thankfully, their meals were brought over, and placed down in front of them, and Raven said a quiet thank you, to the Red armored being, as she picked up her fork and twirled it. She then remembered, she was wearing her mask, and it was going to be impossible to shove a fork full of food into her mouth through the tiny mask hole. Slowly, she lifted her mask up, and this allowed her mouth to be seen, however, her eyeholes were raised to her forehead, and she could only see the inside of her mask. “Eh..” Raven made a slight discouraged noise, trying in vain to keep her identity a secret behind the mask, but still wanted to eat her meal of fish and rice. Darksied seemed to be handling it well, being careful to prize the tasty flesh from the bone, and add some rice to his fork, before swallowing it all, with a light munching. Raven picked at the fish with her fork, but her mask kept sliding back down into position, and this only brought more small funny noises from Raven. So each time she got the mask up slightly, and she did a balancing act with the food stuffs on her fork, she would attempt to get it in her mouth, without it getting it everywhere. Needless to say, this was going to be a long supper. ::

Rider was quite tired from her day up at the Down the Drains office, and was yawning and stretching, while Baldrick explained to young Cookie, that it was not a good idea to judge others before getting to know them better. Course, Cookie had only heard the dumpster man’s voice and had not seen hide nor hair of him. Rider would explain that his name was Marluck, and that the locals of the tunnels were somewhat nervous of him, since, he walks about on his hands. “Topsy turvey. I like it.” Baldrick said with a smile, while Cookie appeared perplexed. “How can he carry a weapon with his toes? I don’t get it.” Well, its not every day you see someone getting about on their hands, this was true. So, reclusive, shy and intimidating. Baldrick then laughed and nudged Cookie’s side. “Your Grandmother could be like that, except the part about walking on her hands.

But she had people nervous, and scared. Especially me at times. Ooo…she was a right treasure that woman. Right, so what time do you think Marluck will get here?” Baldrick asked, picking up his shovel and giving it a twirl. “‘I’m keen now.” Baldrick had some renewed energy, since the day had already been rewarding in his opinion. But Rider had other plans, still yawning her head off, and advising the two get some rest before hand, since Marluck was expected the following day. When Rider lay down on her cot, Cookie wandered over to the window of the hut, and stared over at the large dumpster, that housed her trainer. She rested her arms on the window sill, and lowered her chin down, eyes watching closely for movement. Baldrick knew that sleep was a good idea, and found himself a nice corner on the floor, with a pile of clothing from the Down the Drains shop as makeshift bedding. He fluffed the pile up, before taking a look at Cookie. “Better get some sleep. Rider is right, staying up all night just make you tired for when he does train you.” Paige let out a sigh and fell back, before going over to Raven’s sleeping pile, and got down on the floor, curling up and finally going off the sleep. <3>

 

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The fire that burns within.

21 Thursday Feb 2013

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Re: (RP) “The Dead Nation – Forum and Live Roleplay.
January 26, 2013 08:34AM
Role play Live : Group : The Carrendar DynastyDead Nation

The fire that burns within.

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CharlotteCarrendar: – Taru strode around her brother, Sora and Larry, as Sora was being fitted into the pants of the power suits. Sora did as he was instructed, sitting down upon the floor and wiggling into the legs. He did find it a bit awkward, especially being fitted under the watchful gaze of Taru. Having her pace around like she did made him somewhat uneasy. “Hmmm.” She said just under her breath, eyes flickering, and the black definitely showing itself in her gaze. The dripping had seemed to stop for now, and her demeanour had softened. Maybe it was because Sand had warned her it would be a bad idea to come off at snobbish or authoritarian. As Larry explained the power suit’s features, he brought up a very good question in relation to added features, or special requirements. “So interested in some tanks or special attachments for these amours?” The thought of using them under water, was intriguing, since the idea of the bulky Astartes being able to swim, was not exactly an ability she figured they would be capable of. Also, Bebilith can’t swim. And to think that this would give them that ability was a definite plus. “I think tanks would be a wise choice, don’t you, Sora?” Taru said with a slight rise in her shaped right eyebrow. By now, Sora had on his boots, and was fastening the pants up, by pressing the belt buckle, so it adjusted to his form. When the pants had locked into the right shape, Sora gave a firm nod, and then asked of Larry. “Certainly snug now. Not used to the whole…’wriggle pull on’, but I think I can get used to it.”- Sora showed a grin, as he wiggled his tush. “Check it.”- Taru rolled her eyes, and said plainly- “Tanks are a good idea, let’s go with those.” The fitting continued, with Larry assisting, and Sora made a few more choice comments, finding the experience of being the test subject rather enjoyable after a time. <c>Raven was actually feeling pangs of hunger in her stomach. It had actually been a while since she had anything to eat, and appeared gaunt, however with her mask on, no one could tell. “I’m not bored, just a a bit hungry. “ Raven pushed herself up off the grass, and wiped herself down with the flick of her hands, when Darksied made a suggestion about a game. A game that they could play with the other children in their class. “A game of darkness? – Raven rubbed the edge of the cheek line of her mask softly- “Okay, sounds like fun. How do you play?” – She asked. <c>

At the Down the Drains shop, Cookie was learning that the Otyughs were mostly all taken, and there probably wouldn’t be any available to buy for weeks. You could hear the audible sigh, as Cookie lowered her machete at the news. “Oh…I forgot about that, sorry.” Perhaps Cookie hadn’t been paying attention, but then she learnt that she would be riding with Rider, just the way that Raven had. This did brighten things for Cookie. “But now I need to find you a willing teacher or training dummy for that matter…I might know someone that fits that category” A training dummy? That was a new one. Did they get someone to pretend to be a Meat to attack? Did they use strung up bits of real meat, like boar carcasses? Either way, Cookie was curious to find out who would be a willing teacher. Meanwhile, Baldrick had been studying an igloo of clothes, and trying out the local dialect. “Cluck…er…gobble gobble, bark…yiff?” Would have looked decidedly daft, but least he was having a go. Course, he didn’t hear Rider come up to him and then say, in a rather cheeky fashion )”Here’s your shovel turnip now let’s go meet my friend.” Turnip took the shovel and then held it aloft, as if it were Excalibur. “I plan to go where no ..man and shovel has gone before. Onward, my dear Cookie!”- Baldrick marched out the door, with Cookie following along behind, shaking her head. “Why me….?” <3>

TormentedPerfection: As the sergeant turned round, to god knows where. The android followed. His loud metallic body hitting the ground as it clanked. His sights were still scanning the deserted place, up until he was lifted to where the Sergeant sat and asked the man. The android laid back on the other seat as he just sat, perfect posture and unmoving…And then the sergeant asked him such a difficult question. What was he? Did he even know? He knew he was Android. And that he was a synthetically manufactured creature. But was it wise to tell him? His hands shot up to the table. And before eh could retort. His speech was gone, and the data on his mind was screwed up. Revealing a new A.I Which then spoke, informing the man. “What you have here is T.O.R.M.E.N.T. Android of the kind with A.I unmoving, more so, excellent. It was manufactured by the NanoTech Industries so that they could create the perfect weapon. It’s defense mechanism also included a different feature. One that it’s maker brilliant called “Forced Adaptation.” in which the Android takes the body of a specimen and consumes it, whether biological or synthetic, before adapting it’s weapons to it’s body as a mechanism tool.” To make a point, the android sliced at the table and stood. But hopefully they won’t try to kill him. Since he wasn’t in control. “T.O.R.M.E.N.T Also includes Sexual Mode in whi—” And before it could speak further, it shut down, the normal A.I Taking over. And the A.I blinked and spoke “My name is…Torment.” And it offered it’s scythed hand, as if for both the people to shake. It felt eerie, actually. To be kicked out of consciousness ever so easily, for other A.I’s to control you. That was weird. And that one was programmed into him. He knew his Anti-Hacking capabilities would kick anything that tried to hack him out. But he didn’t want to experience other A.I’s hijacking his memories. And little did the Android know that he just sliced a whole table in half and offered hs scythe. Whatever the sergeant will do is then justified. Whether he’d be kicked out or attacked on sight Hopefully he’d understand. Although that was quite far from happening.

DarksiedtheLegend: -Somewhere on the surface of the dead nation would Torment begin his expaling inside the workshop of the repairman-(Torment)”What you have here is T.O.R.M.E.N.T. Android of the kind with A.I unmoving, more so, excellent. It was manufactured by the NanoTech Industries so that they could create the perfect weapon. Its defense mechanism also included a different feature. One that it’s maker brilliant called “Forced Adaptation.” in which the Android takes the body of a specimen and consumes it, whether biological or synthetic, before adapting it’s weapons to its body as a mechanism tool.”-As the Sergeant looked on to see the Android actually speaking to them and almost managed to sidestep that slash motion made by Torment that cut a table in two-(Torment) “T.O.R.M.E.N.T Also includes Sexual Mode in whi—….. The Sergeant would then look at the person he was talking to before about to speak as the man repairing the armor would just say to the Sergeant-(??)”I believe it is more or less friendly I really don’t have the time to analyze that thing so for the mean time it means us no harm.”(Sergeant)”No harm did you see what it did?!” (Sergeant)”A mere accident…he is no more deadly than you or I…” (Sergeant)”Should we send him to the Butcher?” (??)”Lord Butcher is very busy dealing with the politics of both surface world and sewer world…and even I’m busy like him due to your men nearly destroying these armors…do you how difficult it is just to fully armor everyone here and even to conjure up a crystal that purifies the air in just this dome or even crystals that can act as miniature air reservoirs in these armors? …we are literally on borrowed time until your men successfully eliminate the wretched toxic spewing plants in at least a considerable distance then maybe just maybe I’ll have some time in my schedule to analyze this thing…” (Sergeant)”Very well then, I shall leave Torment in your care until we can eliminate more of these plants…” –The sergeant would leave Torment in the care of this busy busy worker. Back to the War castle at Lorewall As Taru and Sora were talking with each other about the suit with Larry looking on and pay attention to each word they said before Larry would assist Sora with the placing of the armor chest piece as if it was some sort of big sweater with metal parts in certain areas once the chest piece was snug on Sora did Larry finish the demonstration with the final piece placing the helmet which should cover all of Sora’s head before Larry pressed a button on the side of the helmet as he continued with his explanation-(Larry)”Due to certain improvements made on the armor certain things needed to be removed as well like for example the full sensory upload of enhanced vision, hearing and smell has been removed due to the sensory overload onto a human…instead what was placed was radio communications and also the nifty system which allows you to see through the head helmet and not through the eye holes…Like you aren’t even wearing the helmet” –The instant Larry said those words would Sora get a sight to behold no longer seeing through the helmet’s eye holes but instead seeing a full view of the surrounding in front of him as Larry continued-(Larry)”But due to certain part removed this function would not last for long if it is damaged and will in an attempt to save power revert back to the eye view from the helmet…So you interested in the tanks…What kind of tanks are you looking for light tanks, medium tanks, heavy tanks, or super heavy tanks?” –Larry looked at her for a moment before recalling the conversation that Sand had with him about these two being Carrendars as Larry blurted out-(Larry)”Wait a minute you are spider people right?….Does this mean you are here for that tank? The tank of all tanks? If you are then what are you waiting for come with me…” –Larry would press a button on the wall which caused the heavy doors to open up as he took a left turn to head towards the corridor as he hoped they were following him head to the elevator before he stopped and returned back to them in the fitting room of the armors as he said to them-(Larry)”So since you are Carrendars you must be here for that tank right? That would explain the kind of specifications of this tank….oh yeah keep the armor on…you need to get a better feel so that you can get a better understanding of the armor…” –He would wait for them to move out of the fitting room with armor so as to bring them in front of an elevator before he would say to them.-(Larry)”I can’t believe why the government hasn’t pick this thing up or even called back after all it was the governments specifications” –As the elevator doors opened up before Larry went into the elevator and hopefully they were with him as the doors shut as they begun the long descent down. Now back to the forest of Shangri-La would the Raven tell to Darksied –(Raven)“I’m not bored, just a bit hungry. “-As Darksied would then suggest a game of darkness did she ask about before asking how to play the game of darkness as Darksied would think a bit before saying to Raven-(Darksied)”Hmm in a way it’s a mix of tag and hide and seek but if you are hungry I could take you to the mess hall or cafeteria if you like then we can play later…” –As Darksied would leap up to his feet and brush off his jeans a bit before offering Raven a hand-(Darksied)”So shall we eat?” –Meanwhile in the down the drains shop as Baldrick attempted to speak to the igloo of clothes or tried to speak the sewer speak would he get out seemed to be a giggle of laughs emitting from the igloo of clothes but as soon as the three were out of the shops and onto the streets would Rider point out something to the both of them-(Rider) “Meow…bark…quack. in that sequence is somewhat a start of a joke as for Cluck……gobble gobble, bark…yiff? in that sequence is what most call a pick up line though you really shouldn’t use that in front of certain people….some of them are desperate enough to try something…hmm as for my friend don’t be alarmed by his stature or appearance either” –As Rider would be leading them to the back alleys of the city before stopping in front of a dumpster as Rider would gently tap the dumpster before a voice would sound out-(?)”Groooooaaaan” (Rider)”Big guy I need your help.” (??)”Groooooaaaan yuck Ride?” (Rider)”Well yeah I need some training but more I need you to teach a young flusher person..Probably an old guy too” (?) “Groooooooooaaaaan yuck yuck yikes.” (Rider)”So I’ll see you by my house right?” (?)”Yeah.” –As Rider would then begin the trek back home.-

CharlotteCarrendar:- As the helmet went over the top of Sora’s head, you could hear the ooo’s then an echo to his voice. “Woooah!” – Woah was right, for as Larry explained, the helmet was designed specifically so that you would get a total view of what was in front of you, not just looking through the eyeholes. Sora reached out in front of him and raised up his hands, before then wiggling his fingers at his Sister, Taru. “You gotta try this.”- Sora seemed to be enjoying this far more than he should. It was almost like he was twenty years younger. His zest for life returning. Taru stood with her arms folded, keeping her thoughts to herself, but listening to Larry, and taking on board, everything about the suits. On the next question, Larry asked. “So you interested in the tanks…What kind of tanks are you looking for light tanks, medium tanks, heavy tanks, or super heavy tanks?” Taru was about to answer him with medium, when all of a sudden, Larry seemed to realize just who they were. ”Wait a minute you are spider people right?….Does this mean you are here for that tank? The tank of all tanks? If you are then what are you waiting for come with me…” Sora and Taru looked at each other, not at all sure what Larry was on about. “the Tank of all Tanks?’ What the hell? Scuba divers wore moderately sized tanks, not strapped a big road tank on their backs. Larry pressed a button on the wall, and the Carrendar siblings stepped back as the large doors opened up to reveal another corridor. Larry seemed so eager he took off down and turned left to another passage out of sight. “How am I going to swim with a massive tank strapped to my back?” Sora asked, as Taru smacked the front of his helm with the open palm of her hand. “Must be a different type of tank. No, wait, here he comes.”- Sora reeled a bit from the head strike, and then righted himself, when Larry returned. He assumed that they must have been sent for the special tank, and went on to explain how the specification would have been made just for these suits. ”I can’t believe why the government hasn’t pick this thing up or even called back after all it was the governments specifications” – Taru and Sora followed Larry out of the fitting room, with Sora in the suit, and Taru still dressed in her black hooded robe. Making small talk on the way down, Taru could not help herself but say. “The government seems to be rather busy at the moment. They haven’t returned my calls either. Such a pity.” Whether Larry would pick up on that last quip, would remain to be seen. But both Sora and Taru, were keen to see this Tank. The tank of all Tanks. <c>

At Shangri-La, Raven was getting something of an idea about the game he mentioned; the game of darkness. Kind of like tag and hide and go seek. Raven actually smiled from behind her mask, as that was a favourite game she liked to play with her siblings in the chambers below the meeting hall. “Sounds fun, but I would like to see the mess hall first. Harder to play with an empty stomach.” Darksied was being really friendly and helpful, considering he had only just met her. Though she recalled him from the lake, and how he appeared in the mist above the water. Raven wanted to ask him if he remembered her, and that test, but pushed it aside, happier to just…be a kid for a while, and not have to worry about the responsibilities of being a Carrendar, just now. “Let’s go.” <c>

“I think that igloo likes me.” – Baldrick said with a wiggle of the head, walking away from the Down the Drains shop, and catching up with Rider. He held his shovel so the metallic end was just beyond his shoulder, the staff resting on his upper chest. Trying to speak the common of the tunnels appeared fun, till Rider revealed exactly what Baldrick had said. It was actually a pick up line, and Baldrick stopped in his tracks. “Bugger me, I don’t want to date a pile of clothes.” Cookie couldn’t help but laugh as she passed him. “Then knock off the gobble gobble yiff, or you will have every igloo in that place up at Rider’s front door Saturday night. Hahahaha.” But then it was time for little Cookie to get a shock, when Rider tapped on a dumpster and the Dumpster answered. It groaned and moaned when asked to do some training, for a certain little flusher person. Wait, that was Cookie. Cookie blinked and when the date was made, it was Baldrick’s turn to laugh. “And you just got a date with a pile of rubbish. Do..ho ho ho ho.” The three then ambled back to Rider’s home. <3>

DarksiedtheLegend: -With the android sitting on a chair and by the sound he broke the chair as the man would continue his work without looking around to check on the android before the android spoke-(Torment) “The Android wants to see the sight. Do you want to see the Android’s capabilities?” –As the sergeant was leaving the room would the android spoke again-(Torment) “What plant? May I be of service?”-The sergeant just looked at the android before speaking-(Sergeant)”No you may not be of service. It’s our problem to handle you just sit right there and wait for him to finish his job.” –The sergeant would then leave as the man repairing the armors would just say to the android without even bothering to look at the android-(?)”Your design is strange…so by your words you must have seen or heard something that must have made you do that forced adaptation..Tell me what are your objectives? And what caused your forced adaptation?” –The man would be continuing his adjustments on the armor not even bothering to look at the android. Now back to the War castle in Lorewall as the elevator came down and open its doors would Larry rush out and flipped the light switch which caused the dark room to light up as each light before revealing two large objects, one of the two was thirteen point five meters in length, eight point four meters in width, six point three meters in height and weights about three hundred and nineteen tons. This tank had about eleven turrets sticking out of this tank on it and massive caterpillars’ threads. While the other tank or what appears to be a large mechanical spider which had eight massive legs that were about three point eighty one meters each leg, twelve point twenty meters in width, seven point sixty two meters in length, weights five hundred tons and on the supposed head of the spider were two cannons in place of where the fangs would normally be as Larry would then point at both of the tanks.-(Larry)”May I present the two super heavy tanks in the War castle of this day…The prototype Baneblade and Tarantula both made by the order of government…or that’s what the heads tell me at least…the Baneblade tank is outfitted with eleven turrets one major turret for fighting against other super heavy tanks, three turrets for anti-personnel, three turrets for light tanks, two anti-air craft turrets and for those daring enough to get really close two flamethrower turrets and if you don’t notice this tank wasn’t exactly easy to make and now the Tarantula the very first in the line and probably the only in existence note the twin cannons in the front of its head is actually laser cannons that operate separately and can burn the grounds once fired, there are other turrets like the hidden plasma cannon that literally melts tanks inside and out and is granted to ensure no survivors in the tank are can escape, each of its legs is capable to crushing anything underneath its legs though it also has the function to literally jump up and flatten the ground underneath its body through the use of thrusters underneath the Tarantula’s main body…and many many other hidden features in this tank…I’m guessing that since you Carrendars are spider people it would make sense the whole specifications of the Tarantula…well what you think of them? Currently the Baneblade tank is under consideration of mass production we await the approval of the Lord of War, Captain and the Prime minister as for the Tarantula no one is sure who designed it but it’s in the governments black project funding and the War castle managed to get it….so far from these two tanks present only one would be mass produced the other unfortunately no one has any idea what will happen to it…so what you think of them?”-While at Shangri-La Darksied would begin to lead the little Raven across the jungles before stopping in front of a camp of what appears to be a fisherman as one could clearly see a man dressed in brown robes actually fishing along the river bed as the two would get closer would a being dressed completely in red armor looked at them before Darksied said to the two present-(Darksied)”Umm Lunch would be good if you got some.” –The fisherman would just nod as the red armored being would enter the camp to look for the food before coming back out with a wooden table as the red armored being placed the table on the middle of the camp before it started to light the fire place as small sparks would appear on the campsite before it lit up as the red armored being would place a pot on the fire before looking back at the two children as Darksied led Raven to the table before the red armored being brought out foldable metal chairs as Darksied helped the red armored being set them up as Darksied looked at Raven-(Darksied)”So what are you hungry for?” –Meanwhile Rider had returned back to the house with the two Baldrick and Paige had followed her to the house before Rider would point out the reason for the dumpster talking-(Rider)”Hmm to explain this my friend lives in the dumpster and on occasion he trains flusher people to be fighters and well I think he might be coming soon…that depends since he hates working in the light most definitely he would come over when it gets darker….His preference of course…people get nervous when he is around…something about him makes some people want to hide…but either way rest up for tomorrow you meet your trainer and that goes for you to Baldrick…Yawn..I’m going to rest for awhile make yourself at home. ”

TormentedPerfection: Of course he can’t. Fucking people. Who does he need to fuck in order to fuck some shit up? The android just laid on his ass, looking at the man looking at the armor and all that. He seemed like an odd one. The android thought. And as he was repairing the armor did he respond to him. One question that made the android think about what to answer and not just spit it out. <?>“Your design is strange…so by your words you must have seen or heard something that must have made you do that forced adaptation..Tell me what are your objectives? And what caused your forced adaptation? “ What did cause it? He remembered. The Mantis. Those damn bitches. His eyes shot up in glaring red as he answered, in full detail “Where? When the creatures attacked me…” he raised his scythe and spoke again, in a darker quite metallic tone. “Huge…creatures..mantis like…spitting poison…wanting to eat. Their arms were big and strong and they wanted to rip me apart. They all hatched from eggs. Underground, in an abandoned bar.. They seemed to be of no common creature. The data I gathered from them are minimal, so I had to consume them to appear as this.” It raised its scythe like arms before speaking again. “My model can morph into more convenient things. Such as growing wings. Or even growing extra limbs.” The Model of the android nodded as it started off to the man, tilting it’s head. The man was mysterious. He knew so much about him…Yet he knew none about him. This was quite the odd picture. To be questioned and eb taken care of an unknown man, in an unknown settlement I na deserted barren inhospitable wasteland. Scary I might add. But the android had no choice but to comply to the demands. The Bug bot tapped the ground with his scythe, and after those moments of silents, he spoke finally. “I would like to know your name.” It spoke, and then pointed at the armor “And what is that? The Model does not have sufficient data to scan or process what that is. Is it protection?” As if a curious kid, it stood and tries to peek on the armor, to no avail. And it crossed it’s arm with a look on the armor. “Scary looking. Does it come in red?”

CharlotteCarrendar: – The illumination of the massive storage facility for the massive tanks, blinked and then came on, row after row, till finally the entire room was bathed in the unnatural light. But what lay before them, was not the tanks of their imagination, but Super tanks, military hardware, the kind that won wars. It was such a sight, that Sora took off his heim, and carried it in his hand, walking towards the Tarantula, his jaw agape. “MOTHER OF GOD!!, I haven’t seen anything like this since…since..”- Sora’s voice trailed off, and he had to wipe his eyes. Taru on the other hand, had seen one such tank, but was nothing like this. “Impressive…most impressive.” Taru went to wander underneath the massive machines, casting her eyes up, while Larry made the introduction, with all the pomp and flair of a showman. ”May I present the two super heavy tanks in the War castle of this day…The prototype Baneblade and Tarantula both made by the order of government” So, the government set to task to have these made. And yet where are the governmental heads? Who was watching over Nixagris, when the Astartes came to land and take virtual control? Sora was more interested in the BaneBlade, as he walked along with Larry, and nodded when the turrets were pointed out. “Anti aircraft turrets? Flame throwers? This is incredible, and can really pack a punch against the men from the stars, Right Taru?” Sora looked over to Taru, who had placed a hand on one of the large tarantula apendages. Something about the way she just stood there, staring up at it. Sora sidled over to Larry and whispered- “I think she likes it, first time I seen her be quiet like that in a while.” This much was true, but unless he pryed into her mind, he would know what she was thinking. Sora grinned at the mention of the twin cannons being lasers, and the hidden plasma cannon, that could incinerate an entire vehicle with passengers in a matter of seconds. Taru finally lowered her hand, and then turned to face Larry, having paid attention to his speach about the intentions of productions on masse. “If the government has decided to mass produce the Baneblade Tank, then by all means, I feel they are right, if it is for the irriadication of the Astartes and force their surrender.”- Taru then sauntered over to Larry and spoke to him with a softer voice. “If the Tarantula is a prototype, that is not meant to be made to multiple units, then this is the one that my brother and I shall need.” Taru inhaled sharply, and then said. “We are the spider people, the Carrendar, however, we are not government. We simply seek only to protect Lorewall, those below and those above.” <c>

Raven walked alongside Darksied towards the area that was considered the mess hall, but it was actually a camp within the jungle itself. A fisherman wearing brown robes, would be the first person they saw, and Raven stood in behind Darksied, so that he may ask about lunch. A quick nod was the response, and Raven shrugged her shoulders, not feeling comfortable asking what would be on the menu. It was at this point a red armoured being entered the camp and started setting up table and chairs for lunch. Starting a fire with, but all without matches or flint. Raven nervously fidgeted with her mask, and rightly so, since fire was a weakness of the Bebilith race. When he pulled out a pot and set it upon the flames, did Raven realise that the red armoured man, must be the chef. Seeing Darksied helping set out the chairs, and asking what she fancied to eat, she piped up, thinking the only logical thing would be fish soup, or stew. “Seafood chowder? If..There is any.”- Raven quickly sat on a fold out chair, and waited to be asked to get places ready before the meal was ready. Raven then bobbed her head towards the red armoured being and said. “Hello..” She still wore her mask, and was not yet able to say her second name, since it was to be chosen for her by the Masters. <c>

The sound of the man of the dumpster, was the likes of a monster, or legend. He didn’t sound that bad, according to Baldrick, but to Cookie, she couldn’t help but be intimidated. “How..Exactly does he train them? And..why would people be nervous? Doesn’t smell does he?” Baldrick tried not to laugh, as he lent his shovel against the wall of the inside of Rider’s home. “Paige, down here, things aren’t what they seem. Those who are kind are far and few between, and we been lucky to meet the kind ones. So, have an open mind about the dumpster man. Who knows, he might be your new best friend, beside that bag of sweets.” <3>

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