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| Favorite pairing? | | Adelric x Kody | | 40% | [ 2 ] | | Chris x Elijah | | 20% | [ 1 ] | | Harley x Elijah | | 20% | [ 1 ] | | Jay x Harley | | 0% | [ 0 ] | | Jay x Karou | | 20% | [ 1 ] | | A NEW PAIRING | | 0% | [ 0 ] |
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Funeral Fox
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|  Subject: нυмαɴιтy : тнe rιѕιɴɢ αвoмιɴαтιoɴ  Sat Nov 09, 2013 7:44 pm | |
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| | Subject: Re: нυмαɴιтy : тнe rιѕιɴɢ αвoмιɴαтιoɴ Sat Nov 09, 2013 7:55 pm | |
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Introduction
☛ year 2019
☛ season: ❅
ℕational governments on the west side of the world are now contaminated with vampires as their dictators/leaders. However, news stations are not broadcasting this. None of the west's population are even aware. Slowly, they rose in the ranks, spreading the abomination known as vampirism. The people are clueless to the monsters around them. On the east side of the world, however, nothing can get better. Only a scattered few lay around, milling on unsuspecting prey. The Queen is still worshipped in England, and there are still wars between the US and Afghanistan. As for our characters, well, their lives have been dramatized within the last six years. Every single one of them is different. Some are worshipped. Some are considered scum. Only they have slowly stopped the lives they had as teenagers. They have integrated into the 'real world,' hiding from the rest of the population. You may call them just as bad as the vampires. Some even are vampires. Whatever your opinion, this is true: They have matured, and the friends they used to have are just memories. Death, decay, and running from home to home? Nightmares. The scientists have continued their research, and even created a few new humaniods. They are hidden on FBI bases, the Pentagon, and other areas of the world. Bases are littered with new 'weapons.' This is a new beginning for our characters. Whether they survive the beginning or not? That's up to every decision they make.
Welcome to тнe rιѕιɴɢ αвoмιɴαтιoɴ. | |
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| | Subject: Re: нυмαɴιтy : тнe rιѕιɴɢ αвoмιɴαтιoɴ Sat Nov 09, 2013 8:48 pm | |
| An abandoned store lay alone and brittle, near the abandoned part of Stratford. Stratford is the city with the highest crime-rate in England. Snow plastered the broken doors and windows. A light flickered in the center of the dirty building, bringing light into it. Melted snow scattered inside, as well as large cardboard boxes serving as walls. Rotten couches and mattresses lay within the makeshift walls. Tables and candles, pillows and stuffed animals in one corner. The white landscape of the rotten town was blinded by the bright white figure stepping into view of the city. The figure stood with a heavy coat, it seemed to droop from the small figure. Red splattered against her high cheekbones, her brightly lit blue eyes, and her dirty lips. Slightly trembling, she walked farther out from the building, glancing around. Her eyes were like a deers: cautious about every flicker of movement. Seeing not a lot of people, she continued out tentatively. Her breath coming out as a small cloud, she huddled ever-closer to her coat. Her long, slender legs and mature hips curved against her delicate face. Her face was still innocent, like a childs, but her body was a woman's. Slowly unbuttoning her coat, she curled it around her arms and let the snow fall into her hair. Small, white glints flowed from her back, allowing beautiful wings to sparkle in the sunshine of the day. Snow slowly started to cover her and her hat, ragged and dirtied from her life as a homeless woman. Peering around, she saw a man sauntering over to her. She looked over at him seductively, sashaying against a pole. He eagerly smiled, his dark coat blown back by the wind. "Nice costume, little lady. How much are ya?" His gruff voice cracked, but she didn't mind. Harley shrugged, twirling her hair. "Enough to get me some food for a few weeks," She commented. | |
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| | Subject: Re: нυмαɴιтy : тнe rιѕιɴɢ αвoмιɴαтιoɴ Sat Nov 09, 2013 9:35 pm | |
| OMG Elijah and Harley should meet because she doesn't recognize him and tries to get him to pay for a night like wow oh gosh )) poor Harley though :C ))
He hadn't changed a bit.
Elijah, with his fingers tipping against the stiff, cold keys of a piano, had found an odd sort of solace within the frazzled state that was his mind. He played in the Aprilside Cafe, a side job he had become quickly possible for when trying to earn money outside his schooling. Believe it or not, he had managed to become a professor-in-teaching, visiting colleges and teaching alongside professors there, for students occasionally even older than him. His parents had offered to pay with their enormous fortune, but Elijah had quickly declined. Even with working half time jobs, he made it well enough in life- promising himself to work hard to live on his own.
He had once done much worse before in life.
The keys against his fingers ceased their playing, and he rested them against the piano. Life was good, weren't it?
Someone came up from next to Elijah, and smiled at him warmly, holding out a coin in one hand. "Here, one more, and you can have it, Mr. Avery."
He shook his head, frowning beneath his caddy hat as he gathered his black and brown peacoat. "Actually I'm done for today, sorry." He whisked his way past the two and out of the cafe, shivering in the cold air as he continued down the street. | |
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| | Subject: Re: нυмαɴιтy : тнe rιѕιɴɢ αвoмιɴαтιoɴ Sat Nov 09, 2013 9:40 pm | |
| Sitting in his office, the scruffy man leaned back in his expensive chair and sighed out. Looking up at the ceiling, he studied the paintings of winged men and dancing warriors. A small smile escaped his face; a warm, inviting smile that was just the tiniest bit awkward. His expensive suit was spotless, and was being cleaned by his servant tomorrow. A pair of sophisticated glasses sat on his mahogany desk, but he didn't need glasses. They were only for show, for business purposes. The faint sound of a waterfall plummeted ever into his ears, and he turned his head to the left: a small waterfall came out of the wall, cascading through gourds and angels, before falling back into a pretty pond. Koi fish scattered the water. Glittering lights sparkled in the water, illuminating the atmosphere. His phone rang, and he picked up immediately. "Hello, Mr. Prise. There are a few men requesting to see you. They claim to be scientists, asking for your help with experimentation. It seems to be on donkeys." His assistant's pleasent voice rung through his ear, but the words were boring. Waving a hand in the air, Mr. Prise sighed, "No, Darla. They seem like a bunch of asses."He laughed, and Darla was quiet for a few moments. "Christopher, how can you always be so childish and yet so powerful in the scientific world?"
Chris shrugged, "Because I will never grow up." He hung up the phone. | |
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| | Subject: Re: нυмαɴιтy : тнe rιѕιɴɢ αвoмιɴαтιoɴ Sat Nov 09, 2013 10:00 pm | |
| Sweet plan! :DDD ]
The man grabbed her, "How about no?" He narrowed his eyes, and Harley retreated, eyes cold. She had been through much worse, and killed many-a-men. Retracting her fangs, she lunged for him. Feeling his pulse rickoshea, she pulled him back into the depths of her home. Feeling a hard blow to her neck,she pulled back and let out a sharp scream, fluttering her wings. He yelled out a stream of curse words, but she won't give up that easily. Slapping him, she left him dazed. His pulse was uncontrollable, racing.She could see his heart pounding roughly. Smirking, she sunk her teeth into his neck...
Stepping out, Harley notices that the snow is not falling harsher then before. The sun is now hastily falling, and the temperature decreasing. A larger cloud of her breath exhales from her mouth, as she slowly walks down the walkway. Being only partly vampire, she can have other food sources besides blood. But, in situations like that, scum are better to feed off of then trashed pizza. Noticing another figure, she tries to catch his eye as she slowly walks his way. Smiling at the man, she flutters her eyelashes and pretends that the coat accidentally slips from her arm, exposing her shoulders. Might as well stock up for winter. | |
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| | Subject: Re: нυмαɴιтy : тнe rιѕιɴɢ αвoмιɴαтιoɴ Sat Nov 09, 2013 10:31 pm | |
| Elijah took a hard glare at the girl that had began to approach him, gritting his teeth as he took of his caddy hat to reveal neat, but slightly ruffled pale brown hair. If at all, he was vastly uninterested. "Sodding idiot." He muttered, and walked nearer to her, as if excusing boundaries only because of her profession. It didn't matter to him- she didn't matter, at least. When people sunk that low, to the young man, they were insects, parasites. Fed off of lust for their own desires and their own wealth. Lonely men would fall victim often, and although Elijah was lonely, he wasn't foolish. "Look- I have five dollars." He hissed, although surprisingly, there was a bit of sympathy in his eyes. A dull, snappish, spiteful sympathy- but sympathy nevertheless. "It's cold out here. Go inside and get a bloody coffee or something." After fishing in his pocket, he handed her some of his money, letting the irritant look die down to apathy.
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| | Subject: Re: нυмαɴιтy : тнe rιѕιɴɢ αвoмιɴαтιoɴ Sat Nov 09, 2013 10:31 pm | |
| Pathetic reply sorry D: )) | |
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| | Subject: Re: нυмαɴιтy : тнe rιѕιɴɢ αвoмιɴαтιoɴ Sat Nov 09, 2013 10:35 pm | |
| ALSO CAN I JUST SAY RHAT CHRIS IS RHE SEXIEST MOFO LIKE WOW ALSO IS HE IN TOUCH WOTH ELIJAH OR NOT?? )) | |
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| | Subject: Re: нυмαɴιтy : тнe rιѕιɴɢ αвoмιɴαтιoɴ Sat Nov 09, 2013 10:39 pm | |
| The look of seduction on her face turned to innocence and surprise. Grasping the money, she sighed out and looked up at him, smiling. Quickly covering back up her shoulders, she smiled. "Thank you." She said, before turning to leave. Then, she stopped, feeling a sudden familiarity with his voice. Turning back, slowly, she actually looked at him. Not trying to seduce him. Her eyes widened, and she dropped her hat, as well as letting the money blow away. In shock, all she could do was stand frozen. Tears sprung to her eyes and she took a step back- Oh GOD, no! I couldn't be! AND HE SAW HER LIKE THIS! Choking, she fell and tripped back in the snow, spreading her long red hair around her. She curled up into a ball, her wings pushing uncomfortably against her coat, showing indents. The cold froze her face and hands, causing her shaking to be worse. "Oh god... no.. not like that.. anything but that.." She turned, scrambled, and started to run. He would think she's a crazy girl, then she can find him later. But not like this. Not with her being so low. The way he looked at her- Her throat tightened and she held back a cry.
Haha, yeah he is. How about he pays for his apartment/house? :DD ] | |
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| | Subject: Re: нυмαɴιтy : тнe rιѕιɴɢ αвoмιɴαтιoɴ Sat Nov 09, 2013 10:50 pm | |
|  PLEASE TELL ME ELIJAH LOOKS LIKE THIS | |
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| | Subject: Re: нυмαɴιтy : тнe rιѕιɴɢ αвoмιɴαтιoɴ Sat Nov 09, 2013 11:03 pm | |
| maybe like in secret or something, like he put in a good money with the owners for Elijah, since he hates accepting money x) ))
AWW Harley ;~; ))
Elijah flinched noticeably, his light, piercing sort of brown eyes winds we as she took a run away . He frowned, flinching. "H-hey!" He called , hurrying to pick up the money she had dropped, and hurried to hand it back to her. "You're going to freeze out here with wet clothes!" He stopped after only a little while, breathing hard as he reached out a hand to stop her, pulling back on her arm in a gentle way, as if calmly notifying her she had forgotten something. To say the least, Elijah had hardly changed at all. Even when he was younger, he seemed to be more mature than all of the rest of them, and that stuck with him, even at age 23. Harley was different- she had changed. His image of her from the innocence beauty before and the seductive, sexy mistress now had made her a completely different person in his mind. He could not recognize her- she was not Harley. She was the winged prostitute, and he was the lonely victim.
He held out the money to her, which had iced over and grown cold, too, in the snow. "Look there's a coffee shop just that way- calm down." Elijah's gaze searched her's, his tired eyes trying to explain things only memory could answer. Why she was afraid. "Just, listen to me. You're all full of snow, I'm trying to help you- not get a discount or some shit." His eyes grew slightly angry at the last part, but still held the sympathy and care from before. | |
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| | Subject: Re: нυмαɴιтy : тнe rιѕιɴɢ αвoмιɴαтιoɴ Sat Nov 09, 2013 11:03 pm | |
| LOL OMG NO SORRY ELIJAH LOOKS THE OPPOSITE OF THAT XD )) | |
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| | Subject: Re: нυмαɴιтy : тнe rιѕιɴɢ αвoмιɴαтιoɴ Sat Nov 09, 2013 11:10 pm | |
| Harley was held back by Elijah's hand, and she slowly turned towards him. Tears streamed down her face, but she made no effort to wipe them. She didn't look at him in the eye; shame covered her face. Silent for a bit, she allowed him to answer. It was a few moments before she replied, "Elijah..." Her voice was a low whisper. "You haven't changed a bit, have you?" She whispered, before wrenching her hand away. Shivering, she whispered, "Don't worry about me. It's too late." She turned and continued to run, turning the corner towards her house. Running in, she leaped and hid behind a mattress. Grasping her mouth with one hand, and the other against her legs painfully, she held back her tears. Memories flooded her thoughts, and she choked on every single one of them. Shame. Humiliation. Whore. Worthless. She had turned into her mother. | |
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| | Subject: Re: нυмαɴιтy : тнe rιѕιɴɢ αвoмιɴαтιoɴ Sat Nov 09, 2013 11:38 pm | |
| Elijah stared at where she had continued to go off, and he frowned, attempting to hurry after her. "H-hey!" He called. This was all before the words set still in his mind. They burned, they carved within them like knives on stone. His eyes widened, his expression dropped. He whispered an impossible name. The enigma, the beautiful. "Harley." He stated it as if he were a child, and he felt himself run after her again. It was impossible, he knew it too, but he had to go after her for different reasons now. "H-hey! Please!" He had grown desperate, and you could hear that in his voice. She had stopped becoming just 'the prostitute', she had began to become hope.
He stopped at her door, eyes wide with his cheeks dripping red in the terribly cold weather. "Please- madam- please open up! This-this is important!" | |
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| | Subject: Re: нυмαɴιтy : тнe rιѕιɴɢ αвoмιɴαтιoɴ Sat Nov 09, 2013 11:48 pm | |
| Harley shook her head, as if he could see her. Digging her fingers in farther, she gripped her leg and didn't care about the pain. Why was she suddenly so broken? She had gotten over all of this. She had gotten over everything. Yet, seeing him, hearing him pounding on the door- she curled forward, screaming into her mattress. "GO AWAY!" She screamed. A part of her couldn't believe she was screaming at him to go away, when all she wanted was to be held. But that was the child he knew. Now, she was scum and harsh and dangerous. Her ears listened to his pulse beat, faster, wanting to have her head against his chest. But the rest of her was filled with humiliation. "GET THE FUCK AWAY YOU BASTARD-" She screamed against the mattress again. | |
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| | Subject: Re: нυмαɴιтy : тнe rιѕιɴɢ αвoмιɴαтιoɴ Sun Nov 10, 2013 12:41 am | |
| Elijah fell against the side of the door, leaning against it in the snow. He stared ahead at the area before him, feeling numb with shock and disbelief. "Please, please just crack the door-" he choked back in the words, and closed his eyes. "You look bloody familiar don't-" his voice crunched in distaste. "Don't yell at me, idiot! I- I've waited for six fucking years to see someone who looked like you!" The anger failed him, and he began saying her name, even though his realistic side told him she had probably run away from him because he has scared her. Elijah- what was he doing? He was a brilliant student professor at age only 23, he owned an apartment and played the piano at Aprilside Cafe. He owned many plants and had two lovebirds and undeniably, he was normal.
So why was he sitting at a prostitute's doorstep? Why was he murmuring a name he swore he would never use again?
"...Harley, please." | |
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| | Subject: Re: нυмαɴιтy : тнe rιѕιɴɢ αвoмιɴαтιoɴ Sun Nov 10, 2013 12:56 am | |
| Harley, trembling with self-hatred and misery, slowly started to calm down. Her face was a mess, like she cared, as she slowly got up. Legs trembling, she tried to calm herself down. This took a few minutes, but eventually she stopped shaking. Slowly, she opened the door, just a crack. She couldn't look at him, couldn't let him see just how hard her life has turned. She wondered what he thought of her now. All of his good memories of her must be crushed. He must see her as such filthy scum- she bit her lip to stop the painful thoughts, and focus on just trying to breath. "Elijah.." She murmured, her voice breathy from the crying. She had acted like a child. Like he had known her as before. A dramatic, erratic girl. She must still have that bit of her left. Oh, she wishes she could be a sixteen-year-old again. | |
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| | Subject: Re: нυмαɴιтy : тнe rιѕιɴɢ αвoмιɴαтιoɴ Sun Nov 10, 2013 1:11 am | |
| Elijah stared at her, looking into her eyes with his own widened in disbelief. He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. He opened the door wider to look at her, the disgust gone from his expression, and only shock, and disbelief. He tried to speak again, and his voice cracked miserably. "Harley-" he swallowed a lump in his throat, and laughed a sad noise without a smile. You could see it in the young man's eyes, he only felt love and disbelief- the child like Harley was back, and he wasn't looking into a mature lady's face. He was looking into's Harley's eyes. Without thinking he suddenly leaned forward and gripped her tightly between his coated, chilled arms. He sounded like he was crying, although the tears most likely stuck to his skin like frost instead of falling. "I- I know this has to be a dream, or maybe you think I'm crazy- but-" his voice trailed, and he held her tighter. Somehow he knew it was impossible, but somehow he knew it could only be her. "-but I'm so sorry. I-I tried to go back, and, I- you-" he as rambling on about events he forced himself to swallow down long ago. | |
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| | Subject: Re: нυмαɴιтy : тнe rιѕιɴɢ αвoмιɴαтιoɴ Sun Nov 10, 2013 1:24 am | |
| Harley gritted her teeth, letting her hair fall past her shoulders and hide her face. "I.." She couldn't get a word in while he was talking. His grip, though, made something stir inside of her. She had come back to find him. The others, too, of course. But he.. he was the real reason. She suddenly gripped his arms, leaning forward and allowing her head to fall onto his chest. She was still a lot shorter then he was, being only 5'4". His chest was just as she remembered- warm, inviting. She smiled, clutching his shirt then. "Fuck-" She said, almost sadly. "I love you." It just came out. A slip of the tongue. Her chest rose and shuddered suddenly, and she could feel his heartbeat. It felt so warm and delicious and full of intense love. She had been so lonely and broken all these years. Leaning up, she felt her coat slip off of her shoulders and hanging onto where he clutched her arms - exposing her small, glittery wings. They were whiter then the perfect snow that blew in from the cold. Leaning up, a small fang protruded from her mouth, and she licked her upper lip. Saliva was visible from her tongue, and her grip on her shirt intensified as she leaned up, on her tippytoes. "I love you," It came out in a hot breath, her air forming a cloud around his face. | |
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| | Subject: Re: нυмαɴιтy : тнe rιѕιɴɢ αвoмιɴαтιoɴ Sun Nov 10, 2013 1:34 am | |
| Elijah stared at her for many moments after pulling her away. Any of that irritation and superior actions had long gone now- he was like a child after a good lecturing. He couldn't bring himself to smile as his thin arms felt shaky, and his eyes felt too tired for such things. Even despite, he felt it. He wished he could have said the words back to her, but he couldn't bring himself to do anything. He just looked at her, and suddenly, he got a lot sadder. "Why didn't you tell me sooner? I-I could have helped, I-" six long lost years dwindled on his tongue, and only then, were they broken by a fierce gust of icy wind. He huddled closer to his jacket, and nodded to the girl. "Can I come in?" The words were very faint compared to the intensity of everything else. Even now he was staring at her fangs, and more words were lost on him. | |
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| | Subject: Re: нυмαɴιтy : тнe rιѕιɴɢ αвoмιɴαтιoɴ Sun Nov 10, 2013 1:41 am | |
| Harley's intense posture slowly dwindled, and she then looked down. "Yeah, sure.." She said, feeling the intense moment pass. Taking a step back, she then looked back. What a house. "Elijah.. I don't want you to see what I've become." She said, talking about a bunch of things. Her wings folded against her tank top. "But I guess you've already seen me at my worst.." She walked over to her bed, and sat down with a sigh. Why had she just been so intense? It had been six years. Of course he wouldn't feel the same. "Sorry.. I've become a bit of a monster since you last saw me. So, how's the girlfriend? Wife? Any kids?" She asked, trying to forget his pulse. She had just eaten, but his lingered in the frozen air. | |
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| | Subject: Re: нυмαɴιтy : тнe rιѕιɴɢ αвoмιɴαтιoɴ Sun Nov 10, 2013 2:06 am | |
| Elijah followed her dutifully, and sat on a chair near to the bed, scooting it forward so that he could look at her more directly. His eyes continued to linger from her fangs to her wings, tracing them steadily. His expression was dark when doing so, tensed between the line of wanting to know if they were real or not, and if so, wanting to know if the vampires from before did such a thing. His attention snapped back to her at the question, and he shook his head in wonder. "I had a fiancé." Was all he said, and a sad sort of laugh escaped his lips. Not sad for the comment, but sad for Harley. "- I'm an uncle now, my brother Albeart had a kid and-" he silenced himself, and buried his head in his hands quickly to hide the tears that threatened to pool down and fall. "Harley, we're going to fix all of this." Elijah was staring at her again, lots of hope and promise in his eyes at the words. "You can even move in with me if you want- you know, things can be normal, and now that you're bloody alive, we can all actually be safe, again." Somewhere in his words he had leaned closer to her, where his face was very near to hers, almost inches away, but not romantically or sexually. He was close because he thought she was beautiful, and he was close because he loved her like a human and not like an object. A thought sparked him, and he wet his lips hurriedly. "Chris is even there- he's wealthy now. Owns some company, I think- he can help too, and we don't have to tell him anything." Elijah leaned in just near enough to kiss her forehead, like comforting a child. She was still young and innocent t him, now that she was Harley. "We can all be happy together." | |
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| | Subject: Re: нυмαɴιтy : тнe rιѕιɴɢ αвoмιɴαтιoɴ Sun Nov 10, 2013 2:06 am | |
| CLLOOVVEEE- my little babushka child 8,D | |
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