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Zin · Fri May 05, 2006 @ 05:16am · 0 Comments |
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~My Clique Is~
Played by: Zin
Name: Jodi "Jo" Vartan
Age: 16
Personality: A floater, Jo bounces from clique to clique with ease, although she eyes the jocks and preps with distaste, and prefers eyeing the losers, punks, and goths-especially the last two, though mostly for clothing choices.
She's extremely peppy, and grins a lot, and spreads joy wherever she goes-or, at the least, attempts to. She loves being in the middle of the action, and, if someone is nice to her, she latches on, like a loyal little burr.
She also sneaks off to play D&D, when she can find the time-and a group.
Clique: Normal
Apperacne: The One That Jumps From Group To Group
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Zin · Fri May 05, 2006 @ 04:59am · 0 Comments |
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Savage Garden-Profiles in Progress |
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Zin · Tue Mar 21, 2006 @ 03:34am · 0 Comments |
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Name: Zilthai
Weapon/power: Breath weapons/claws/teeth/assorted minor magics(track, heal minor wounds, fireball, minor shadowand fire manipulation, etc. Nothing too major for magic. No huge explosions or anything.)
Appearance: Draconic form is fairly small. Not a huge monstrous thing...
Bio: A Black Dragon(acid and fire breath weapons, along with black scales) by birth, she began at a fairly early age to learn magics-first finding an ability to take human form, of course.
After finding this, she began to travel in a humanoid form. Though it varies from time to time, she managess to keep it stable, though she may, occasionally, break out in scales.
anything else: A good swimmer. Spent much of her time underwater before she began traveling. (Black dragons tend to have underwater entrances to their dens or live in swamps/marshes, as well as dungeons... xd )
((If you want any changes made, I can do so...))
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Username: Zin
Character name: Zilthai 'Zin' Karyuu
Age: 17
Race: Half-Elf, Half-Human, Complete Dragon. (read bio for this...odd statement)
Gender Preference: Unknown(seems oblivious)
Appearance: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v102/Zin_V/GAIA%20RP/moved001.jpg
Personality: Withdrawn, Careful, Suspicious. Extremely loyal, and, despite her insecurity and seeming 'jaded' condition, she is extremely trusting, and incredibly nieve. If someone gains her trust, it tends to be nearly complete, and she does all she can to assist them in their endeavors, and believes nearly all that they tell her.
History: Country Girl/Good Swimmer
Seventeen years ago, a child was born to a human mother, one that held elven blood within it's veins. The child grew, and, though many eyed it with distrust, seemed to enjoy it's life. In it's thirteenth year, however, a great and strange incident occurred, one which ended in her mother's death and the binding of her soul to that of a dragon.
After this, the child-now living with very distant relatives that refused even to pay for her mother's funeral-became withdrawn, obsessing over her studies and closing herself to outside influence.
Eventually she found information for the school, and left home, taking her few posessions-many had to be sold for the funeral-and packing her hopes in a small, battered book she had inherited from her mother-a spellbook.
Student or Teacher: Student
Weapon(s): A pitchfork she found on her way. Rather battered, but she began to clean it and is slowly making it a formidible weapon.
Special Ability(s): Dragon Shift-very small creature, about 2-3 times as large as a horse; it has acid/fire breath that can be used only when in stressful situations(she hasn't mastered this form, and can get 'stuck' after shifting-or accidentially shift, as the case may be.) Can be used twice a day. (twice for human, trice for dragon. D>H>D>H)
Minor Elemental Control
Building: 1
Dorm: 3
Classes:
Physics
Chemistry
History
Design and Art
Elementalism
Morphing
Magic Battle
Major: Elementalism
Zin · Mon Dec 26, 2005 @ 05:16am · 0 Comments |
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Player Profile
Name: Zilthai Draconis
Race: Drolin
Gender Female
Age: 17
Nationality:Principality of Tereni
Occupation: Ranger
Eye Color: Left Violet, Right Red
Hair Color: Black with long gold bangs
Height: 5'9"
Weight: undisclosed
Skin Tone: Black as a Nightmare.
Distinguishing Marks: A thin scar that stretches across her face, horiziontally, under the eyes and across the nose. Sharpens her teeth.
Clothing: Loose black shirt, belted at waist, baggy pants with many buckles and pockets full or odd things, and a long black jacket.
Bio: Leaving home at an early age, and taking Terra-a bionoid she regarded as a sibling more than an assistant-she studied the ways of the tumblers and acrobats, already knowing how to pilot a bionoid.
Bionoid Profile
Name: Terra
Gender Female
Age: 23
Nationality: Principality of Tereni
Eye Color: Silver.
Hair Color: Silver, pulled back into a high ponytail. Coloured threads and beads are woven into her hair.
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 100
Skin Tone: Black as Pitch
Distinguishing Marks: Multitudes of colourful necklaces and silver hoop earrings.
Clothing: Long, colourful skirt, with a plain blue long-sleeve t-shirt
Bio: Has lived with Zil's family since her creation, and watched over Zil when she was a youngster. Went with her when she left home.
Ayon Profile
Ayon Name: Dark Flame
Nation: Principality of Tereni
Height: 13 meters
Primary Weapons: 'Flaming Scythe'(think giant firey lookin' lightsaber typething, 'cept a scytheblade and and a long handle), SonicHalberd
Secondary Weapons: Long-range blasters, Homing missles
Can't remember where the picture went...
Zin · Tue Aug 30, 2005 @ 06:13am · 0 Comments |
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The Savage Garden
Greetings Wrote:
Welcome recievers of the Dark Gift, those who have come out. Childer and Elder alike now stand among your covens. During the day we sleep in our tombs and wait for the night to come. For long has our war against each other rage, against the others of the night, the witch, the Lycan and the demons. What you may say my brothers and sisters, I am the Vampire Cats, as in the way Lestat of that Fictional novel said once "We are not unlike god" We kill to feed and we kill for pleasure...
Concerning Mortals Wrote:
Mortals are what you call very ignorant. Evn though all of us immortals feed around them and the other races do the same. The witch walks with spirits and other races well I am do digified to talk about it...
Laws of the Court Wrote:
It seems that even when I give some simple directions on how to join, someone idiotic has to not follow them so from now on...
~You may not Roleplya here withouth having a registered profile...
~No God modding
~No spamming
~No using this thread as a way to insult others
~Respect the thread master and the sponsoring guild aka "Schwur Est Abadon"
How to join Wrote:
This game will be that of a novel form, no profiles only names of what you are. Rankings and members in a simple list...
To join contact me via PM and send me a variable example of your role play ability. Or IM me via MSN with the same...
You though should have this in your application:
Vampire Application
Name:
Rank: ((I will give you a rank and generation)
Generation:
Family: (I will give you this also)
Type: (Talk this over with me)
Description:
Druid Application
Name:
Rank: ((Will be assinged to you))
Class:
Coven:
Description:
The Kindred Wrote:
Name: Catsohori Nicoli Kronos
Rank: Ancient One
Generation: 3th Brood
Family: Kronos
Type: Pure
Description: Moving with the times Cats stands at 6'2" and wears a black bowler hat. His eyes are cover by black romani glasses which he rarely lowers. His dress includes a necklace with an irish knot on it and black dungerees and a intricately made black reverend style long coat. Cats were steel toed boots and his hands are covered in silver rings.
Name: Draeken
Rank: Ancient One
Generation: 3rd Brood
Family: Aakarshan
Type: Pure
Description: Standing about six and a half feet tall, Draeken was a fairly tall vampire. His pure white hair and deep emerald green eyes gave off the impression of an age that many humans could fathom, though his true age was largely unknown. He was clothed in all black, somewhat loose fitting clothing that would allow for freedom of movement while at the same time giving him an unmistakably unique style. On his left hip rested a katana and a wakizashi. Over one eye was an eyepatch, but despite that he had a very handsome face and if anything, the eyepatch would add to that handsomeness, somehow.
Name: Auburn
Rank: Elder
Generation: 6th Brood
Family: Acrucard
Type: Blood
Description: Auburn has snow white hair that drops all the way down to his waist. He has blazing red eyes with pale skin. He wears a big red trenchcoat and small black shades, not to mention a red suit. He is 6'7 and seems almost weightless.
Name: Tristesse
Rank: Elder
Generation: 5th Brood
Family: D'espoire
Type: Blood
Description: Ivory skinned and golden-haired, Tristesse looks nothing like the emotion for which she was named upon her Making. Her face is dominated by a pair of bright green eyes, a little too large for her face, and startling in the middle of her pallor. Her hair, tied back into a severe french braid, is a bright gold shot here and there with thin threads of red, too infrequent to make her hair strawberry blonde.
Name: Saffire Yoruko Krim
Rank: Ancient One
Generation: 3rd Brood
Family: Krim
Type: Pure
Description: Fair skinned with asian features, Saffire, at a height of only 5', has but a small frame, and yet, is lithe and toned. Her midnight black hair only accentuates her glowing blue eyes and falls over her back, covering a scar, a remnant of her mysterious past. After years of evolution, her current style has come include wearing knee-high black leather boots, black fishnet stalkings, a dark crimson skirt with theigh-high slits, a matching dark crimson tube top with loose, black, fishnet sleeves, and a black leather choker.
Name: Serenity
Rank: Childer
Generation: 7th
Family: Kronos
Type: (Talk this over with me)
Description: Serenity has long brown hair that goes down to her waist and brown eyes. She normally wears a white sweater over a brown, plaid skirt and a red ribbon in her hair. She is very innocent and kind hearted. She is quiet most of the time and only talks when she's spoken to. She usually keeps to herself. Although very shy at first, once she gets to know you, she'll be more open.
Name: Sairys
Rank: Childer
Generation: 7th Brood
Family: none
Type: Pure
Description: Assertive most of the time, even tho her mood is like a pair of Dice you'll never know what you'll get. Usually Wears a short Skirt and a skin tight shirt. Knee high boots. a tatoo on her right thigh of two crested dragons intwined along a celtic cross. Her hair is of dark Brown to Contrast her emerald colored eyes. She is one to look at , but dangerous to catch.
Humans Wrote:
Name: Zin
Occupation: Hunter
Book of the Damned Wrote:
Vampire Types
The Pure
The pure are the born vampires, they have no human blood in them. Their parents are full matured turned vampires or born of pure parents. The pure have the power of a 300 year old vampire at birth. Turned who drink the blood of the pure or who are sired by a pure gain half the power of a 300 year old vampire. The pure take part in the Coven and usually have much power of the mind over their turned servants.
The Blood
They blood are those who are sired by the pure they gain the power of a 150 year old vampire at creation. They tend to be found as companions to the pure. They tend to take part as rulers of the cabal or personal servants in the Coven.
The Ash
Those vampires who are turned by the blood gain a 75 year power over those who are created by other turned. The ash is a more recently discovered type of vampire and was added to the vampire classifications by the Druids in the last 200 years.
The Turned
Thease are those created by other turned. Turned are weak at birth and only posse three times the speed and strength of there former selves. Turned must be fed upon their awake from the 5 day embrace, either that or they will become a Reverant. Turned fully mature as a vampire at the age of 300 becoming as powerful as a young pure. But small insects compared to a Old One.
The Reverant
In the Cabal a fanatical group known as the Servants of Cain have arisen. Being made of the fanatical blood that have gone mad from lack of sociality with the pure. They force majority of their turned to starve and claw their way out of their coffins. If you starve a childer turned they will become a mad beast only set on feeding they attack other vampires and humans alike.
Vampire Rankings
Old One
These are members of the Kindred that were created first by the mother. They hold vast amounts of power and are demi gods in their own right. Only 3 of the first brood are known in legend and 12 in the second brood. If you come accross an old one run like hell.
Ancient One
These are members of the vampire race of the 3rd and 4th broods. They are the leaders of the blood lines and houses of vampire covens. They can easily kill a elder in seconds a childer in milliseconds.
Elder
This is any vampire of the broods below the 4th that have lived to the age of 500 years. They are good fighers and fledglins bewarey of them.
Fledgling
A young vampire that is at the age of 300 and has fully matured, they ma have children if they are blood or turned.
Childer
A newly made vampire younger than 300 years old. They require help and teaching for now.
Vampire Creation
The Dark Gift
It is given to all of us when we are made if you are turned. At birth a pure child is fully in the shadow of the Dark Gift. When someone is given the Embrace the Dark Gift begins to change them. Giving them a beautiful and strong body. The Gift also rewards new abilities to each vampire each year, but no one is certain how it works entirely.
The Embrace
Much like a sexual experience the Embrace is when one vampire decides to sire another. Being of either the Pure, Blood or Turned vampire type the siring vampire must do the following. Draining the blood of the would be childer to the hearts end. Then on then on the verge of death give them your blood, and let the Gift work its magic.
Vampire Doctrines
We as ourselves are known are the kindred, the immortals. We live on blood of the mortals and then play in the night. For this we have formed what mortals call a relgion or doctorins to usher our lives with order.
There are three forms of vampire Doctrine:
The Cabal
We must never show ourselves to humans, only to those who are to be made. Or to those to become our pets our blood supplies. You never show respect for humanity and never kill another of the Kindred.
The Coven
Humans are nothing but food and only the pure of blood are true vampires. The turned are nothing and shall never be anything, they are our slaves and pets.
The Clan
After years of interracial war the vampire bloodlines have evolved into a unique set. Some vampires show similar traits in powers and in general look after the embrace. Only the most powerful vampire can create clan from the Coven and the Cabal.
Vampire Clans
Major Clans
The Maria
One of the three oldest clans of the great court, the Maria are the children of the child lover of Salaina. They are a manaical group which primarily female dominated, they love to play with their humans. Many a time the Maria with create great mazes for their prey. Only to torture them before feeding. The Pure of the Maria are held in great respect as are their Blood. Maria despise the Telakian for their treatment of females and love to kill all their rival clansmen on sight. The turned are considered childish and their Ash mere Foot Servants. Maria can be distinguished by their reddish eyes and love of provocative clothing.
The Kronos
The second oldest clan of the great court, the Kronos are the descendents of the great Old One Kronos. Following a strict code of ethics the Kronos have taken control of the criminal underworld. Most forms of Organized crime including Terrorism, the Mafia, the Yakuza are under their sway. No one will ever attack a Kronos and live to tell the tale. The clan's vampires are treated equally and it is well known that the clan usually Blond Bonds its Pure with its Blood. The Kronos have a deep hatred for the Telakian and Verdina Clans. The Telakian having killed Kronos' son Viktor in the year 300 AD after the fall of the Roman Empire. The Kronos can be noticed for their dark longcoat based uniforms and love for silver jewelry. Their eyes tend to be a unearthly green thanks to their Gaulish Ancestry form their human years.
The Telakian
After Salaina created the Old Ones, she found her other Childer turning on her. Kronos and Telakian the great warriors of Salaina defended their queen, but soon Telakian betrayed Kronos. Taking a majority of his 2nd brood Childer Telakian attacked and ransacked the holdings of the Maria and Kronos. Many of their women were taken and became the first of the Telakian Pleasure Girls. Now they are hated among all the Kindred, a Telakian female is usually met with open arms and their males are killed on sight.
History of the Blood Drinker
The Great Mother
Long ago before the first egyptian set foot on the river nile or the first man of Sumer created a word. The people of the northern Europe steppe plane were a people of shamanism. One young adept named Salaina was quite potent in the art of alchemy or potion making. After mixing the blood of the village witch and a powerful and then dead demon. The girl decided to drink the concoction after adding some random herbs.
Her body began to ache as her eyes turned an unearthly green and her skin seemed to become smoth and pale. She then found soon that the sun would burn her skin. She needed the blood of others to survive and that she had the ability of the witch and of the demon. Salaina had become the first of the Kindred. Soon after she turned her Teenage lover, a girl named Mari. Later her friend Kronos joined her new race and so did one lost to history. For awhile the first brood was good until the coming of the second brood...
Zin · Tue Aug 09, 2005 @ 08:03am · 0 Comments |
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A post for The Savage Garden, previously known as Unholy War |
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The childer was near to shaken at the anger in the old one's voice, hoping terribly that she'd left in the middle of the strange scuffle between these vampires and the strange others.
But now...Now with this sudden disturbance, she smirked. She'd realized now about the fact they could scan her mind with ease, and idly constructed a quick barrier, although one that couldn't stand very much stress, and sidestepped out of the crowd, and back onto the street, moving quickly away from the group.
"And that is how I leave that sorry situation...." She grinned, laughing lightly under her breath. She was headed towards the Druids again.
The vampires had been stupid, had underestimated her. Perhaps not her abilities, but her connections, at least, were unknown to them. Good.
It was fairly well-known that the head druid was female, and young for her position, and had a head for the business. Zilthai had a rather strong connection with her-Xerxes, the leader of the Druids, and one of the best, was, in fact linked to Zilthai by blood.
She was her younger sister, and rather proud of this connection, as it had allowed her opportunities others would have had to wait years for-it was because of this that she had become one of the most experienced demon hunters, in fact.
Hell, her situation was embarrasing, but Xerxes...Well, they had allowed other races to join the Druid ranks before, and, as she was, technically, still one of them, and her sanity wasn't really compromised...she just tended to get maniacal when put into a bad situation...
The Childer was getting closer to the main area when her amulet began to gutter and hiss, and her sister's voice rang out.
"All Druids in the area of the Seventh Portal, be on the lookout, a high-demon has just escaped, I repeat, a high demon has just escaped...Capture and Contain. I repeat, Capture and Contain. Zilthai, if you're in the area, get a move on, we don't need casualties."
Zilthai smirked, and straightened her jacket. This was one way to find the extent of her new powers, and one she would enjoy.
She sped up, then darted sideways as the creature burst through a storefront, scattering glass and merchandise, and let out a bloodcurdling screech from both it's gaping maws.
It turned, and raced away, roaring again, and she laughed as she realized that the store it had ravaged was one that specialized in hardware a chef commonly required, and paused, picking up several no-leak bags and a few stainless-steel containers with lids that sealed tight. She caught up several blades, and darted after it, laughing as she did so.
Now that she was frunning, reveling in the chase, she felt stronger, faster, like she could take the creature down with more ease than normal...It was...It was incredible. She pushed herself, and moved faster, she felt like she wasn't even close to her limit, and she was keeping pace with the beast. No, she wasn't keeping pace...She was gaining on it!
She shoved the thought aside, and sped up more, coming up alongside the creature, dodging the slobber that trailed behind it, and, ducking under a clawed paw, slammed a blade home at the base of it's throat.
Time seemed to slow as she yanked it out, and vaulted over it's back to stab at the other side, grinning hugely, her new fangs gleaming bright as the wound gushed blood. She crouched at it's side, and smirked, filling the containers to the brim and tightening the lids, then filled the bags.
She watched idly as it twitched, subdued, and then, as she tucked the containers away into her jacket, and carefully placed the bags in a waterproof pocket-except for one, which she hefted carefully in one hand, she heard the sounds of booted feet racing towards her, heard her sister's voice.
"What the hell was tha-" Xerxes stopped, and the small group of Druids behind her did as well. Xerxes gave a snarl, and stalked forwards, catching her younger sibling's arm and dragging her to her feet. "I thought i told you to be careful!"
She caught the other's chin, turning her head from side to side, then pulled back her lips to examine the growing fangs. "Zilthai, you,...you idiot..." Zil stood the examination, and stepped back, rubbing her jaw.
"You didn't have to try and break it, y'know...besides, you knew the possibilities when you sent me in there..."
"Right. Well....Damnit, I suppose it's not the first time we've had someone who made a stupid mistake, although you do remember that the last one was that lycan." The two stared at each other for a moment, a contest to see who would look away first.
Zilthai turned her head away, and scratched the back of her neck, wincing. "I remember. Murderer."
"You, at least, have your sanity like this...At least until you start to starve..."
Zilthai held up the pouch of blood. "I thought of that already, Xerx."
"Report. And..." The elder looked uneasy for a moment, then spoke, carefully, uneasily. "And...Drink, I suppose..."
Zilthai made a face, and spoke. "I think whichever turned me was old, powerful. She held a great deal of respect, but I must give you a warning: If you interfere with them they'll kill us all. Every Druid they can find."
Xerxes motioned, and the lower-ranking Druids vanished into the shadows, hefting the felled demon, and headed back to the stronghold.
The two began to talk, quietly, walking slowly towards the dreaded cafe in which Zilthai had had her original vampiric run-in.
"There seem to be two or three main sects, with another...the...The Telakain. They seem to be a group of miscreants, attacking their own kind. They seemed to think I was something that could be used against the other vampires. Used by vampires, to kill their own." She restated the last bit again, stressing the idea with a snarl.
Her sister laughed. "Zil, calm down. You are still a representative of our kind, those that hunt the hunters." She laughed again. "Think of yourself as a diplomat, keep the standards of those you represent in mind, and present them at all times."
The childer, scolded, bowed her head and nodded. "Right, sister, I suppose I have to go back, then?"
"Soon enough." The two sat, Zilthai hiding her new fangs, and in doing so looking almost human, and Xerxes with her arms resting on the table, intrigued. "They have a social structure, I suppose?"
"Age seems to be extremely important, as well as, obviously, bloodline. Aside from this Old One-I think saying her name might endanger me a little too much for comfort-I have met three of their kind-Two male, one female-and I have spoken with two-the first male, and the female. They, obviously, don't really understand the fact that I'm not pleased with this whole blood-drinking-to-live idea..." She sighed, and rubbed her eyes. "Of course...I was feeling a bit..stressed and kind of..."
"...You started taunting them, didn't you?" The human shook her head,and sat back in her chair. "I keep telling you you'll get yourself killed if you keep on with that, and now look at you!" Xerxes made a vague motion, then began to count on her fingers.
"Beaten about by a Vampire. Captured. Drained of blood. Turned. Dragged around like a pet. Chastized by vampires for the gods' sakes!" She sighed, shook her head, and continued. "Attacked by a horde of these...'Telakain'. Dragged off again. And then wander off to come and see a group of upeople who really should just kill you to get rid of your stupidity!"
She glared at her sibling, furious again, and was pleased when the younger had the sense to look ashamed of herself. "Ugh. No matter. You were saying?"
"Then we were attacked, fight ended, I was dragged back to a royally pissed 'Mother'." She rolled her eyes. "And then I buggered off to find you."
"Well. sister, you're going to be our eyes and ears. We'll stay out of the way of the bloodsuckers for now, but you'd better keep yourself out of trouble, at least for me." Xerxes stood, and started towards the Driuid stronghold, tossing a few coins onto the table as Zilthai fell into step with barely a sound.
"You are our representative, smarten up and act like it Zilthai!" The friendliness she had been giving her sister vanished and she snarled, barking orders. "Understand? You will keep out of their 'stupid little brat, we've got to kill her off' books, and stay alive. Undead. Whatever you are right now."
"Breathing?"
"Right. Well...Good luck, alright...Sister?" Xerxes rarely spoke that word, almost never admitted to having any remaining family. She looked incredibly uneasy as she did, and Zilthai laughed.
"I'll be careful! I'll be the best-behaved Druid-vampire any of those leeches've ever seen!" The two paused, then laughed, together this time, enjoying the thought of a druid running loose among the vampires protected by their own laws, despite whatever restrictions were placed upon them due to these laws.
Zilthai saluted as her sister started towards the building, then stopped as she snapped her fingers. "W-" She stopped catching a silver gun in her hands. "...A new one?"
"Only the best. I have more inside, but you're headed off on your mission. Now, before it gets light out, go." Xerxes spared her another faint smile-and a small pouch of bullets-before she entered the building, leaving the childer alone.
"Mrgh. Vampires." The girl spat out the words, and turned back towards the area she'd come from in the first place, the vampire gathering. "Love and blood and spite..." She paused, then stuck the gun into her belt, and put the ammo into the pockets of her jeans.
"Joy..." She pulled out the bag of blood she'd been eyeing earlier, and cautiously opened part of the seal, and took a gulp of the now-cooled demon blood. She gagged, and clutched at her throat. "Urk. Disgusting!"
She eyed it with distaste, then shuddered. "It's this or human, it's this or human..." She mumbled the words under her breath, then gulped down the contents of the bag, and then, whimpering, walked into a wall, gagging. "How the hell can anything do that every night..."
Zin · Fri Jul 08, 2005 @ 01:47am · 0 Comments |
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