For the Devil’s pleasure.
Cast
CharlotteCarrendar
Unseire
VladeTepes
Myskyie
CharlotteCarrendar: To some hell is that of flames, brimstone and ash, tortured souls that scream and wail in their tormented state. Reaching up through the cracks, fingers long and without flesh, for that had wasted away many years before. Eyes of red peering lustfully at the demon maid. Though arachnid by design and now a creature that even Hades would seek to caress, she alights from the pillar, and steps down to the bridge. Comfort in her own skin with textured fine satin adorned to her svelte form. Cradled within her womb, the seeds of sons, two that will become the rise of future bebilth demons. Raising up a hand, claws do point, a swirling mass of black liquid shimmers, and so to she walks forth, melting her form within the portal, removing her from Hell’s grasp for now. Seeking answers to unasked questions, with a wink and smile, so devious not to be trusted, the Spider maiden is the devil’s huntress. ~Weave Weave me a web, Mistress of Malice~ Doom and gloom abound, darkness. YES! She was right, and found her place upon which to frolic. Like that of a Prima Ballerina, she danced on such on tiny feet. (Charlotte)”Now this…*she chortles and pouts with luscious toxic lips*….looks like fun.” Charlotte had arrived. <3>
Guest_Unseire: Aelia’s smile seemed to begin to fade slowly into an expression of confusion, and some shock. What was he doing? Offering Blood bayne to her sent a wave of thought and even more shocks through her very existence as she stared somewhat idiotically down at Vlade who now kneeled ever so humbly before her armored figure. For a moment, her eyes flickered to the girl who had found herself in her Empire. Yes, she was curious of this woman, and she would find out her reasoning as to being in her Realm, though for the moment, the man that now knelt before her offering his trusted blade to her was much more of a sensational, honourable priority. Her charcoaled lips parted just barely, as if to speak, though there were no words that could be formed in her throat. Swirls of blues and greens much like Earthly tones meshed throughout her eyes as if in a whirl pool of thought, trying to decipher if he was really making this decision to her at this moment in time. Time seemed to come to a halt. Yes, this was the Dark Realm within the Underworld, and it was naturally inhumane in nature, seeing as no wind nor sun, no moon nor life, but the very fabric of the dimension seemed to come too a pause in her eyes. Her voice was low, hushed, and slow as she stared through Vlade’s eyes with her own. They were so much alike. So connected in the minds and nature that is was somewhat NOT natural. “Eu nu inteleg..” The language they both had been familiar of, Romanian, she was now using in such a soft tone as she gazed at him, almost with shame. They claimed to say or express that she did not understand what he was doing, that she was confused..
VladeTepes: “Sunt oferindu-; tot ceea ce este ; eu sunt. Corpul meu, mintea mea, sufletul meu, totul meu.” Vlade answers in his mother’s tongue stating exactly what it was he was doing what he was giving her. Vlade sighs and yet still remains bent over. For many moments he remains so, or until it was Aelia did what ever it was she planed to do. another Blade was upon…or rather within Vlade’s person. It was obvious where it was it lay. For it was the Very Black hilt that protrudes from his shoulder. the blade ran through the flesh of his back running flush next to his spine. It was a cursed Blade and a Damned Blade, It was this Blade that causes him to give off two seperate auras. Vlade’s mind wonders slowly around the cvonfineds of exactly what he was doing. He had never humbled himself to anyone to this extent. “You are Zeita mea” He says again referring to her as My Goddess. The Cursed blade within his back causes a shade to begin forming behind Vlade. With his right hand he Rips the Blade from his back and throws it at the shade, it pierces it through the head, the Shade than begins to fade into nothingness, the Bladde flys back into Vlade hand. He the=en rams it down into his back in the other shoulder so the Blade remains Flush to his Spine.
CharlotteCarrendar: A haunting voice escapes from supple lips, so rich and lush to the hearts of mere mortals, though here there would be none. But eyes do see more than those affected by emotions of the heart. Captured now in her line of sight, Charlotte watches on with delight, for up ahead, the Empress does look down on a man that has shown himself. Confusion in her eyes, but clear this man was one who sought to worship (Charlotte)”My..my..my. Tsk tsk tsk *clicks of tongue and straight into her verse*..What thoughts of wanton passion burn deeper and more fearsome, than the stirrings of the heart. That untamed tempest of desire playing out wild fantasy to the mind.”- Charlotte danced on forward, then twirled as she extends her arms, enjoying the tension that did so hold its reign on those gathered. “Embracing the wild mystery…*she then laughs*…which exists in the unknown.” A sideways glance to the humanoid that did study her for but a moment and she wrinkled up her nose and pouted saying. “Touching, isn’t it?” <3>
Guest_Unseire: Aelia’s eyes automatically softened upon hearing his words, they seeming to be smiling so brightly within her pupils, though her mouth still hung open just slightly. What the hell was she doing? She was supposed to be a lone, ruthless, sadistic, dishonourable being for a Warlord. The devil itself, some would care to say. Though she had fallen for Vlade ever sense he had stood his ground to her and showed no fear nor anger to her unlawful ways and her defiant demeanour Now, she did not care if she now portrayed herself as a traitor to her own conscious and way of life. It did not matter any more She was new, reborn, redefined, and more powerful than ever with this new style of thought. Finally, her hand had lifted from her side slowly, her fingers twiddling in the air as to signal to her Love that he may rise before her to his feet, seeing as he could already guess that she had accepted his proclaim. Hell, she had accepted everything he was from the very beginning. Though now, it was finalized. Her voice was almost a coo as a small smile arose onto her plump blackened lips, her gaze never leaving his. “i eu la tine, iubirea mea.. ” Her mind seemed to be locked within his, as well as his being locked for eternity with hers, she never for a moment second guessing his actions nor hers. She did not even care that this very precious, rather serious moment was happening between them in the presence of others, she was so dazed and uncaring. It was, after all, her Realm, and it would be so very easy as to flick one of the individuals out of the universe, demolishing their very existence if any were to speak out against them at this very moment.
VladeTepes: Vlade stands and smiles.He sheeths his Bloodbayne and stands. His aura did defy his actual emotion, it portrayed him a moment from ripping out something throat, though this was not very far from the truth. Vlade stands and gazes around. he smells the air around him and growl. Something Sparkly was around him and he had to kill it. Vlade Charges down the dark decades of Central pain within his own mind tracking where it was this sparkly menace was coming from. A loud Growl emits from his throat as he locks on to his target. “Pardon me a moment.” He turns around and begins sprinting at impossible speeds. Pushing all in his way to the side so he could get to where he was going, in the process he pushes Sir to the side. His legs a blur at the speed he was going. Vlade Charges down the expanse of insanity before him stalking his prey. Just then he spots them, His victims walk at a sluggish pace do north of his current position. Then turn as a sound from behind them causes them to turn their heads in curiosity. Instantly Vlade drops to the ground in the thick tall grasses out of view of all whom surround him. The couple turns back around and continues upon to their destination. Vlade wills his clothing to change into a suit of pure leather, Blacker then the eternal abyss. A radiance of Mystery surrounds the suit confusing all whom gaze upon it causing the feeling as if they never see it in the first place. Vlade continues after the couple hiding in the shadows cast by shadow. . In the cover of the shadows Vlade stalks his victims, eventually in perimeter to slay them he goes for the kill. Completely disregarding his weapons Vlade tackles the man first he Grabs the man’s head, which Cries in surprise. Vlade grasps the man’s throat in his right hand. with his left he keeps his hand flat and drives it into the back of the man’s skull Blood trickles down his hand as the other ripps off the man’s throat. Vlade that proceeds to with his left hand Grabs the man by the back of the head and rip it clean off with his spine. Vlade rips the spine from the head and throws it at the female he was hunting as well, the tail bone of the spine goes through her left eye and sticks into the ground thus binding her in place. Vlade smiles as he Pulls out a a wad of rope. He hollows out two trees and binds her within them with her arms. legs, and head sticking out. He force feeds her bread and honey and thus coats her body in the mixture. He lifts up her imprisioned torture devise and throws it on top of a stagnant pond as to allow the insects to devour and breed upon her unprotected Flesh. Vlade smiles as he walks back and sits down beside Aelia. “I hate Twilight.” He mutters in explanation before he remains silent.
CharlotteCarrendar: : What a mix. Bridled lust and another’s disgust. Oh what have we walked in on? Bended knee was he…so sure he would seize the moment and kiss the Empress fair. But no? What is this? Rather to chase after others, sword drawn high. Killy killy killy killy. SILLY! When woman does want, man should not run off to play. Has he no sense? Her heart he wished to sway. Amused beyond words, the spider maiden continued her dance, not to allure, merely a trance. Heart beats do play the song, the tune to which toes tap. Shiny swords, the metal does whistle, but lo the Empress her heart will become fickle. (Charlotte)”Lose not concentration upon the prize. Hurry up, before she wishes you goodbye.” – Grinning like that of a Cheshire cat, she comes to rest, and sits on the bridge. If only popcorn she did have, then this would be something to enjoy. Was the man to become the Empress’s new toy? <3>
Guest_Unseire: Aelia huffed at Vlade, a frown creasing over her lips as she rolled her eyes, not even bothering to watch and see what he was going off to do, seeing as this was not out of the normal. After a couple moments, she turned around, her arms crossing as her sheered crystallized armour clanked together at the wrists from her new positioning. After a moment, she let out a small chuckle, her head shaking to the left just barely, her silver stranded hair falling over and around her Gray toned skin complexion in wisps. Her deep emerald eyes darted over to the one called Charlotte, her thickened black lashes batting for a moment before rolling her eyes again with a kind, understanding smile as she tapped her foot against one of the stones, watching her love approach her once more.
VladeTepes: Vlade taps Aelia upon the shoulder and whispers into her ear something inaudible to all else but her. it was something along the lines of. “I know about the Fallen within this realm.” it was nothing else. while he waits for her reation he Looks up finally acknowledge those around him that wasn’t his love. “To whomever around give but a care i’d like to introduce myself before you all being to star. I am the one who taught Marque De sade. Quite frequently I am just known as The Vlade.” Vlade says slightly mimicking a poem he greatly enjoyed. “May I inquire as to the name of yours?” He asks his voice calm less bite than it had prior. as he waits he leans back over to Aelia and upon her lips places a kiss.
CharlotteCarrendar: – FINALLY! Lips did meet, and to his love his words may well have been sweet. Oh but the smile remained fixed upon the demon’s cruel lips, and she shook her shoulders, jigging those tits. Now, she applauds, hands smacking together, a repeated action to show that she had been duly entertained by this occasion and the knowing look from the Empress made it all the more fascinating. And so the man, whom was an unknown cared to address the assembled throng, and the man who held disgust in his eyes, refused to comment. No truth..no lies. But by now it was clear, the cat had not caught Charlotte’s tongue and up she sprang, into a swan like pose. (Vlade) “To whomever around give but a care i’d like to introduce myself before you all being to stare. I am the one who taught Marque De sade. Quite frequently I am just known as The Vlade.” Fluttering eyelashes, and the clink of jewels, that hung from her wrist, hips and ankles. Did he say, Marque De sade? Oh ho ho ho. That set off a remarkable display, a long flowing sweep of the hand, her body tipping forward, but upon her back did appear long black prongs, six legs of fear. (Charlotte)«Ah Monsieur vous parlez de la célèbre Marque de Sade. Oui, oui. Je me souviens bien, ces leçons qu’il a enseignées, et n’arrêtait pas de me enlevés sur son sort. Alors je vous le dis ce jour, Salutations, car je suis Charlotte, et de dire sa Majesté, je ne suis pas prostituée. pour le voir, le plaisir tis-je obtenir, et ensuite tellement humide, quand les autres font l’amour devant moi. alors … ne vous retenez pas, jetez l’impératrice sur son dos. Montrez-nous ce goût pour la luxure . je vous l’osez. ” (translation : “Ah Sir you speak of the famous Marque De sade. Yes yes. I remember him well, such lessons he taught, and kept me in rapture of his spell. Then I say to you this day, Salutations, for I am Charlotte, and tell her Majesty, I am no harlot. For see, tis pleasure I get, and then so wet, when others make love before me. So…do not hold back, throw the Empress on her back. Show us this taste for lust. I dare you.”) -Remember well, there is nothing more delicious that a demon’s taunt. <3>
Guest_Unseire: Such a beautiful voice Vlade had, even if it had been whispered in hot breath’s upon her ear, it had rang through her brain as if a beautiful melody. No matter the stance, no matter the cause or nature of the news he had brought upon her hearing did it matter, for his voice was of the only she wished to hear. Listen, she did. So focused on not the words he had spoke, though his tone, his attitude, his body language, the breath of his that hit against her fallen grayed skin, the simple tap tap upon her shoulder. All things that made even such a serious, unemotional being as her self have a shiver sent down her seemingly fragile spine. What? What had he just said? He knows, is that right? A thinned, black brow of hers rises so high, it could pop off her precious angelic facial features if it were to go any higher in stature. With a snap of the neck, and the tilt of the head, she peered over to Vlade with slanted eyes as he was speaking from behind her frame. Hushed tone, melodic voice, foreign words she spoke as to him that she knew he only would understand. “i cum nu stii asta…? ” Her words rolled off the tip of her tongue like the water that fell off the two twin peaks of the Dark Realms Valley, she making sure only he could decipher the words she spoke as her mooned blue hue crescent eyes darted from individual to individual in almost a dance. And his lips. Oh his lips upon hers sent damned butterfly’s scattering in flight through her stomach. Of course, she kissed her love back ever so gently, never resisting or passing up a precious kiss of his.
VladeTepes: Vlade couldn’t help but succumb to the pull of Aelia’s Presence. He watches her amazed at her movement and the way that her body seems to be telling a story that her Aura seams to narrate. This pull greatly makes Vlade wish to Embrace. Unfortunately he does not for fear of what might happen. The last Time he had sung it was in a great forest. His voice had awakened the trees and the dormant guardians of the forest. This wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, But it was the first time since he was borne that he had sung. This intimidated Vlade as he learns even his voice had power. Even though Vlade refuses to sing he cannot help but start humming a strange cryptic tune not necessarily creepy only parts of it. This tune seems to be causing Vlade’s violent death filled Aura to go docile and calm down. Vlade opens his eyes and BOTH of them are gold. This would not seem strange to someone who knows Vlade’s eyes are always different colours this would be the first in his life they are the same. Vlade’s Aura shifts from Black and red to pure silver. It appears this tune and the song he was humming has a strange effect upon Vlade. It is at this moment he recalls the song. It was the very same his mother used upon him for a lullaby it had been so long since Vlade had heard it. The threat of anyone discovering his true abilities wavers and fades from Vlade. He releases his true Aura. His aura seams to vanish and is untraceable. That was good for Vlade for only the most skilled in perception would have any chance of sensing it, even Vlade could barely see it only feel it. Vlade’s skin suddenly flashes black lines of gold trace their way up his body forming intricate designs. As They reach his back what appear to be angel wings sprout from his back the second the Golden lines touch them they become red, the gold outlining the veins spanning across the now leathery wings. Blood Bayne shoots out of his shadow and forms itself into bracers upon his forearm. Despite this strange appearance Vlade’s body does not appear grotesque in any way shape or form. If anything his appearance would be strangely attractive this giving off a strong sense of desire to all whom see his beauty; as if Vlade were touched by the hand of desire. Vlade smiles his teeth rubies, well all but his fangs which appear emeralds. Vlade’s hair turns silver as large horns sprout from his head. His skin appears marbled at this point his lips Green. His nails just like his teeth turn ruby red. Vlade only holds this form momentarily before he notices he stops humming instantly and throws his guard back up his body in a flash reverts to its normal look. Vlade opens his mouth now as to answer her question “I can sense it.” He than Grabs Aelia by the waist and seats her upon his lap. as he does so he begins removing the top part of her armor as he finished he begins to run his hands up and down her back, the feeling of her skin under him almost enough to throw him into a euforic state. he proceeds to massages her with his hands, occationally dipping forward and nibbling upon the innerside of her neck.
Myskyie: -Her boots protested against the cobblestone, echoing off the steep walls of the craggy alcove. She fussed to tuck wisps of her forsaken hair behind long ears, allowing her senses to explore the surrounding stone features. An ever present hum of cascading water dulled out much else. Her hand found it’s way to her belt, reaffirming the presence of her dagger. It had been days at the harbour without even a hint of the fan-like sails of the mariner’s ships. She needed to uncover new prospects, which more often than not, happened to be in the most severe and isolated locals. Large dark eyes fluttered about, until she could make out the first humanoid figure. A beat her heart did miss, and she swung her lithe frame around the protective edge of a stone wall. She dared not peak her head around the corner, lest give herself away too soon. Now, being within hearing range, she waited, perhaps stalked the voices, fishing for useful information. She was met by the clinking of metal and a peculiar name.. ‘Marque De Sade? She knew not much of the French, aside from Lucien, who seemed unlikely to leave his plush castle for a lesion in the side of a mountain. She mouthed, ‘Mon cheri, oui..’ reciting what little of the tongue she understood. The melody of a lullaby carries past her, and with each count, an electricity fills the gaps in between space that had previously been unoccupied. It was enough to set her skin into fits of goose pimples. She quickly ducked her head into her hands, protecting her ears. Just as quickly as it had began to surge, the energy subsided. She snapped her head up with a jolt, and peered around the edge of the wall, unable to keep her curiosity at bay any longer.-
CharlotteCarrendar: – Dare accepted, gauntlet thrown down in the dirt, the Vlade has taken to task to have his way and secure the woman for which he intended to lay. (Charlotte)”YES!…DO HER NOW!…Legs up on your shoulders, feast on the pureness of her ripening flower, taste, lick…FEED! Ahahahahahaa!” Charlotte was now in the throes of what would be a mesmerizing dance. Like Eve to take the apple from the snake, and enjoy the taste of forbidden fruit, so to the Man named Vlade, committed the sin, that would see the Empress fall to his whims. (Charlotte)”Devil be proud. Devil does applaud your eagerness to display to all of us…such depravity and fornication. Implant thy seed into her. GO ON!…Make her cry your name and your’s only!” Teasing, taunting…the demoness did so enjoy the spectacle, and then the man who held nothing but disgust for this ridiculous show of unbridled lust. Approached the throne, and took his seat. (Charlotte)”A threesome…how unique?….No no…Magnifique!” <3>
CharlotteCarrendar: -Black and foreboding, the laugh grew louder now, calling from within the black portal that had been her way to arrive. The Devil laughed, his beautiful creature had succeeded in said task. (Devil)”Come hither my sweetest spider…haha…words spun did make for gold. The Vlade bought it and now his seeds be sown.” Dancing now, from the bridge into the waiting arms of her love, silken thighs coated in dew drops of honey, that drenched for she found oh so funny. For to see an Empress take it like a pro, meant her virtue was all a big show. Morale to the story, my darling ones. Never trust a woman…you will come undone. And then she was gone, as if never there, those left behind probably didn’t care.- <3>
IstoDarkBlade: [ Pain narrating ]= Another night of the nights of LOREWALL city, To Me it with just a bitch ass city who deserves nothing, What did it give Me? I am a 20 years old who is poor and have no work, I get My living by picking pockets heh a man must use His own gift, When My parents were alive I was trained on marshal arts and stealth skills, But it was from the past, but it was all about to change without Me knowing it, It was all that day when I decided to enter that fancy restaurant. [ Flashback to the past ] = the bus moving around the city with people inside it as
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