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Post by Solange Deseos on Mar 13, 2007 21:55:44 GMT -5
OoC: I can't create good titles for the life of me...
This is for anyone interested. She's a bitch...you have been warned. Solange walked back from the mortal village with a bloodied grin on her evil lips as she relived the night’s events in her sick and twisted head. Solange sat at the pub drinking a martini, eyeing what seemed to be a sweet and attractive young man a few feet away from her. He had seen her when she entered and had the sour apple martini sent over to her. She smiled when she got it and downed half of it in one sip. Once the alcoholic beverage was finished and sending alight buzz through her system, she got up and approached him. She was still a bit thirsty.
“Hey,” she said with her signature smile. It had a mesmerizing charm to it, something that ran in the family. She wore a dark denim mini skirt and a black and white fitted polka dotted top. As she stood in front of him she shifted her weight so that the pressure was taken off the front of her feet. The polka dotted heels were killing her feet. “Thanks for the drink.”
“No problem, it was my pleasure.” The guy smiled back. ‘How naïve,’ she thought to herself. He had no idea what he was getting himself into. “I’m very forward, so I’m going to get straight to it, okay? I like you, you like me. I know what you want. You know what I want, so let’s stop beating around the bush.” She grabbed his hand, leading him outside of the bar into the dark night. Needless to say, the guy was taken by surprise at her bluntness; they didn’t even know each other’s names. She was feisty and he liked it, but who didn’t like Solange? She took him into a dark alley and noticed a look of uncertainty on his face. “No worries, Love,” she said as she pushed him against a stone wall. “I don’t bite.” She grinned as she crossed her fingers behind her back.
Twenty minutes later…
Solange leaned against the wall breathing heavily. The man had his backed turned to her as he zipped up the front of his pants. “I’m not done with you yet,” she said lowly as she approached him from behind. “Oh, no?” He turned to face her. She shook her head. Before he knew what was happening, her pretty manicured nails were digging into his neck as she grabbed him. He tried to loosen her grip but, despite his size and strength, he couldn’t break her. He would have screamed but her grasp cut off his air supply. “Foolish boy, didn’t your mother ever tell you not to sleep with strangers?”
Solange shoved his half naked body onto the ground and straddled his waist. She wasted no time. Looking him in the eyes, she gave him that signature smile again, this time bearing her sharp fangs. “I’m going to kill you and I dare you to try and stop me.” She liked it when they tried to fight her. Pinning his arms over his head as he struggled beneath her, she lowered her lips to her favorite part of the neck. She licked the spot lightly before kissing it. Finally, she sank her fangs in, slowly, so that he could feel every inch of them penetrate his skin.
At this point she didn’t care if he screamed. She liked it when her victims screamed and begged for mercy and she usually obliged...by ending all of their suffering. The pain was excruciating. She sucked the blood out hard and slow as he cried and begged her to stop. “Please! Oh Go…” Tears ran down his face as he eventually stopped struggling. His breathing was very shallow as she licked a last drop of blood. She sat up and pushed his hair out of his face. He was sweaty cold and pale. Before standing, she leaned down and kissed him, leaving his own blood on his lips. She stood and straightened her skirt, smiling down at him. She didn’t even bother wait to watch him die. Her high heels echoed through the alley as she walked away from what was now a lifeless body.‘Worthless human,’ she thought as she made her way to the shores. She was heartless, but she didn’t mind it really. Sometimes she wished she could feel love and emotions like others did, but she didn’t have it in her. Or so she thought. She took off her top, skirt, and shoes, leaving her in a black bikini. She stepped into the cold water and waded out until it was up to her shoulders. Dipping in she swam around a few times before coming back to the shore and letting the waves wash over her legs and feet. Her thirst was quenched, but now she was bored… OoC: laaaaaame ending. |
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Post by Marielle Pearce on Mar 14, 2007 20:37:43 GMT -5
Marielle had made it back to the hideout. She had snuck into her room through her window effortlessly and crawled into bed. She was sure Razier knew she had snuck in, Manny probably knew as well. But she didn't care. She had simply crawled under her huge comforter, that reminded her too much of the one back home, and drifted to sleep.
Too bad her dreams weren't peaceful.
Mari tossed and turned as she slept. Her dreams taking her to places she didn't want to be. In them, Manny and herself were running. He was ahead of her, of course, but had her hand so that she didn't fall to far behind. Mari looked behind them as they ran, trusting Manny to guide her. She saw nothing but as soon as she turned back around, she stopped. The demons from the lake had Manny by the throat. They were laughing as they cut off his air supply and let him fall, lifeless, to the ground. They then looked at her and took a step forward, their eyes saying 'your next'.
That's when she woke up. In a cold sweat and on the verge of screaming and crying. She couldn't take this island anymore. She was leaving. Mari was going home.
She found her way back to the shore. She had ran there at full speed, crying the whole time. She had left a note on the small table in the hideout saying she was leaving. That she was finding a way home, and never coming back. She wrote that they must have confused her for someone else, that she wasn't the right girl, and she was sorry.
Once Marielle reached the shore, she kept running, she ran straight into the water before stopping. She didn't even bother to look around to see if anyone else was around. She figured there wouldn't be because it was late. She looked out into the distance of the water and saw a large ship. She reached down into the water and picked up things and started throwing them. They didn't go far, but she continued to throw them and scream anyway.
"Stop! Come back....Come here! Come take me home!" Her arm got tired and she took a step back onto the sand, sobbing. It was no use. They couldn't hear her. They couldn't even see her. They probably didn't even care. No one did.
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Post by Marielle Pearce on Mar 27, 2007 9:23:56 GMT -5
((( <.< >.> solangeeee . where did you gooo ?  haha)) |
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Post by Solange Deseos on Apr 5, 2007 22:58:04 GMT -5
“You have got to be kidding me!” Solange said to herself. Just as she was beginning to relax in the water she heard a shrilling voice not too far way from her. Solange had dealt with enough humans for one night. But this human was a pitiful human girl. When she realized what the girl was going Solange couldn’t help but laugh. “I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to have a little fun at her expense.” She waded out into the water a little bit deeper so that she could secretly swim over to the girl. She was completely submerged in the dark water so the girl wouldn’t be able to see her.
Solange swam over to her, using her scent to guide her through the dark ocean. Using her vampiric stealth, she protruded from the water silently behind the girl. Solange leaned toward her and whispered. “It isn’t safe out here at night. You never know who might be watching you.” She laughed lowly, grinning that signature grin. Crossing her arms, she wondered if this girl’s life was worth sparing. Normally she wouldn’t even give that a thought. She’d just kill on instinct, but she was in a good mood tonight and just might let this girl prove herself worthy of living.
OoC: sorry that it took so long and sorry that it’s short and crappy!
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Post by Marielle Pearce on Apr 10, 2007 14:25:23 GMT -5
Marielle was still crying. She couldn't take this place. Not when she had nightmares of her brother dieing. She needed to get out but she had no idea how. And sitting here crying about it wasn't going to help.
Just then someone said something from behind her and Mari jumped. She turned around quickly and took a step back. She mentally slapped herself. How could she be so dumb to always think that just because of what time it was that there wouldn't be anyone out. This wasn't like the normal world where everyone slept every night.
"Isn't safe at night?! Try all the time!" She snapped. She was scared, of course, so she wasn't sure why she came back like that. And, she was pretty sure that this girl was either a vampire or a demon. Mari highly doubted that they would take kindly to her snapping back at them, but it was too late now.
"I mean," Marielle started, trying to get herself out of a mess, "you are so right. You know what? I'm just going to go home now...uh thanks!" She started taking some more steps backward. Would she get out of this confrontation that easily? And if she did, where would she go? Back to the hideout? Somewhere else on the island? She had no idea.
((pfft whatever. mines crappp))
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Post by Marielle Pearce on Jun 2, 2007 11:51:17 GMT -5
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Post by Solange Deseos on Jun 2, 2007 14:16:07 GMT -5
Solange started laughing; she couldn't help it. Was this girl seriously having an attitude? Did she not have any idea who she was? If she didn't she was about to find out. “I’m going to give you the opportunity to apologize to me before I crush your pretty little face.” Solange had no intentions of killing her right away; that wouldn’t be any fun. “Did you honestly think I was going to let you leave?” she asked, grabbing the girl. “We haven’t had our girls’ night out yet.”
Solange walked around the girl slowly, eyeing her up and down. “I’ve never seen you around these parts before. I am royalty, dear, and I know the island quite well. I can feel it. You are quite new around here and that means something. When humans come to the island they never leave.” Solange grinned as she grabbe her by the jaw and looked her directly in the eyes. “Tell me, why are you here?” She squeezed a bit harder to get a reaction out of her. It was sick the things she did for fun.
“Ooh,” she said with a light laugh. “I’ve got an idea. Let’s make this a little more exciting. Every time you lie to me I’ll make you regret it, okay? So make sure you think through your answers before you speak.”
OoC: Crap. Sorry it took so long…
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Post by Marielle Pearce on Jun 3, 2007 14:10:44 GMT -5
Mari didn't know what to think when the girl started laughing. She went to take another step back but before she could, the girl had a hold of her. She winced, half out of pain and half out of fear. She wished she would have just stayed home, in her bed, under the comforter.
"Sorry," She replied quietly. She didn't want to apologize, but then again, she did want to live. And, she didn't like the sound of the whole 'girl's night out' thing.
Marielle's eyes fell to the ground when the girl said that when humans came, they never left. Had Razier lied? No. She promised they would get to go back. She wouldn't lie to them. Would she? No, Mari shouldn't doubt Razier. It could only get her into more trouble.
Her eyes came back to the girl when she was grabbed by the jaw. She put her hands on the girls wrists and tried to pull away. She wasn't strong enough however, and she didn't like the way the girl was looking at her, so she looked back down at the ground. She winced again when the girl squeezed harder and tears threatened to come out of the corners of her eyes. She wouldn't let this girl see her cry again, though. Not yet.
What to tell her? How could she tell this girl the truth without telling her why she was here for real? "I don't know..I was kidnapped." It was the truth. She was brought here against her will and she still had no idea how she could possibly help a whole island! She hoped the answer was good enough and that she wouldn't 'regret' it. Whatever she had meant by that anyway.
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Post by Solange Deseos on Jun 7, 2007 23:25:11 GMT -5
Solange laughed again. “Am I hurting you, dear?” She could see that pain in her face and that made it all the more fun. She brought her face really close to Marielle’s before violently letting her go. The girl’s hair was flowing in the light breeze and Solange held on to a couple strands. She was being gentle, toying with her a little. “You’ve got gorgeous hair and beautiful skin. We wouldn’t want anything bad to happen to you.” She let go of her hair and smiled.
“Kidnapped, eh?” Solange stepped even closer to Marielle and smelled her neck. “From where? I know you’re not from around here…” It was almost as if Solange’s senses were playing tricks on her. This girl looked and smelled like a foreign human yet there was something about her that made it seem that she wasn’t completely human, as if she had powers. She just couldn’t put her finger on so she’d keep asking her questions until she was satisfied with the answers.
“Who kidnapped you?” The only other creatures on the island cruel enough to kidnap anyone were the demons, but had they kidnapped her she’d probably already be dead. Those demos were a barbaric bunch. “Oh, and you might want to give me complete answers this time. I could see through that half ass bullshit answer you just gave me…even if it was half true. Don’t toy with me little girl. I’m more powerful than you think.”
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Post by Marielle Pearce on Jun 11, 2007 15:26:48 GMT -5
Marielle swallowed hard as the girl brought her face close to hers. But thankfully, she let go and Mari took a small step back. She thought about running, but figured it would get her no where. She looked around briefly, but saw no plants that were close enough for her to contact Razier threw.
Mari nodded, "...my house?" She said at first, but then thought that might be a smart ass answer and decided to add on, "..in the states. The USA." She hoped that the girl knew what she was talking about. She wasn't sure if the creatures here knew about her world, because she had never heard of their's until now.
Marielle thought for a moment. Who had kidnapped her? She still wasn't sure. But, would that be a good enough answer for this creature of royalty who was basically threatening her life? She hoped so. "I..I don't know. Someone came up from behind before I got into my house and I woke up here."
She didn't think the girl knew who she was yet, because the last time a creature of royalty found out she was a prophecy child, Manny and herself had almost been killed. She prayed inside her mind that this girl wouldn't figure it out. It could end disastrous.
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Post by Solange Deseos on Jun 29, 2007 15:47:03 GMT -5
Solange started thinking hard as Marielle spoke to her. There was something very special about her. She could feel it in her presence. The longer she was around her thew stronger the feeling became. Solange was thinking that she may be one of the prophecy children, but she didn’t want to call it too soon. The vibe seemed to be a bit weak for someone that was supposed to be that powerful. There was no way to be exactly sure. She had to take her back to the castle and keep her there. If the other islanders found about her they’d all try to get her for themselves.
Yes, things were starting to add up. The quicker Solange got her out of here the quicker she’d be able to get to the bottom of things. Her mother would be thrilled to find out that she had kidnapped one of the prophecy children… if that was who she was after all.
Solange grabbed her arm and started dragging her out of that water. “Come. I’m starting to look like a prune.” Once they were on the shore she let her go so that she could put her clothes back on. “If you run, I’ll kill you…” She really wouldn’t, Marielle was too valuable, but she didn’t have to know that. “Remember, dear. I’m a vampire.” She grinned as she zipped up her skirt. Once she was ready, she grabber Marielle by the arm again and started to pull her in the direction of the vampire domain. “You know what?” she said as she stopped walking for a moment. “I don’t trust you, so…” Solange drew her arm back and punched her as hard as she could in her temple, hopefully knocking her out. “I don’t want you trying to get away from me.”
OoC: I’m sorry that this is so late. I’ve been developing a plot idea… It involves Roslynn so I’ll send you the details on that account. Oh, and I hope you don't mind the whole knocking unconcious thing... It was kind of necessary.
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haha))