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Lennon.

01/25/2022 12:11 PM 

i belong to you.

your hand runs down smooth legs,lips making a home against thewarmth of my neck as a low humof approval exhales my parted lips -                                             we’ve done this dance a thousand                                             times, and yet each brush of your                                             fingers, each lazy kiss pressed                                             against tanned skin sends a bolt                                             of electricity through my senses;i’ve never felt more alive than i dowhen your weight is pressed againstmy own - your fingers in my hair orwrapped around my neck  as thee u p h o r i a sets in, swallowing mewhole as you bury yourselfbetween my legs.                                                     you ask me who i belong to,                                                     and the answer is always                                                     the same -                                                                         Y  O  U .

Lita.

01/25/2022 12:02 PM 

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Release Date : September 3rd , 2013TRACKLIST :1. Honeymoon Avenue2. Baby I3. Right There ( ft. Big Sean )4. Tattooed Heart5. Lovin' It6. Piano7. Daydreamin'8. The Way ( ft. Mac Miller )9. You'll Never Know10. Almost Is Never Enough11. Popular Song12. Better Left Unsaid13. The Way ( Spanglish Edition ) Release Date : August 24th , 2021GRAMMY NOMINATIONS :* Best Pop Vocal Album * Best Pop Duo / Group Performance - Bang Bang ( ft. Jessie J & Nicki Minaj )TRACKLIST :1. Intro2. Problem ( ft. Iggy Azalea )3. One Last Time4. Why Try5. Break Free ( ft. ZEDD ) 6. Best Mistake ( ft. Big Sean ) 7. Be My Baby ( ft. Cashmere Cat ) 8. Break Your Heart Right Back ( ft. Childish Gambino ) 9. Love Me Harder ( ft. The Weeknd )10. Just A Little Bit Of Your Heart11. Hands On Me ( ft. A$AP Ferg )12. My Everything13. Bang Bang ( ft. Jessie J. & Nicki Minaj )14. Only 115. You Don't Know Me16. Cadillac Song17. Too Close18. Baby I ( ft. Taro Hakase )Release Date : May 20th , 2016GRAMMY NOMINATIONS :* Best Pop Vocal Album* Best Solo Pop Performance - Dangerous WomanTRACKLIST :1. Moonlight2. Dangerous Woman3. Be Alright4. Into You5. Side to Side ( ft. Nicki Minaj )6. Let Me Love You ( ft. Lil Wayne )7. Greedy8. Leave Me Lonely ( ft. Macy Gray )9. Everyday ( ft. Future ) 10. Sometimes11. I Don't Care12. Bad Decisions13. Touch It14. Knew Better / Forever Boy15. Thinking About You Release Date : August 17th, 2018GRAMMY NOMINATIONS :* Best Vocal Pop Album ( Winner )* Best Solo Pop Performance - God Is A WomanTRACKLIST :1. raindrops ( an angel cried ) 2. blazed ( ft. Pharell Williams ) 3. the light is coming ( ft. Nicki Minaj )4. R.E,M5. God is a woman6. sweetener7. successful8. everytime9. breathin10. no tears left to cry11. borderline ( ft. Missy Elliot )12. better off13. goodnight n go14. pete davidson15. get well soonRelease Date : February 9th, 2019GRAMMY NOMINATIONS : * Album of The Year* Best Pop Vocal Album* Record of The Year - 7 rings* Best Pop Solo Performance - 7 ringsTRACKLIST :1. imagine2. needy3. NASA4. bloodline5. fake smile 6. bad idea7. make up8. ghostin9. in my head10. 7 rings11. thank u, next12. break up with your girlfriend , i'm bored13. thank u, next remix ( ft. 2 Chainz )14. Monopoly ( ft. Victoria Monet )Release Date :  October 30th, 2020TRACKLIST :1. shut up2. 34 + 353. motive ( ft. Doja Cat )4. just like magic5. off the table ( ft. The Weeknd )6. six thirty7. safety net ( ft. Ty Dolla $ign ) 8. my hair9. nasty 10. west side11. love language12. positions13. obvious14. pov15. someone like u - interlude16. test drive17. 34 + 35 remix ( ft. Doja Cat & Megan Thee Stallion ) 18. worst behavior19. main thing

Julia

01/25/2022 11:57 PM 

Julia Lahey

Name: Julia LaheyAge: 16-19(Depends on rp)Born: 1993Occupation: Student Species: Human (Currently),  Nogitsune (Possessed)Gender: FemaleAffiliation: NoneHair Color: Dark BrownEye Color: Dark BrownFamily Members: Mr. Lahey † (father), Mrs. Lahey † (mother), Camden Lahey † (brother), Isaac Lahey (brother)|Different Nogitsune than Beacon Hills Nogitsune|

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01/25/2022 11:23 PM 

Falling.

serpent juliet falling She's still slumped on the ground, hooked up to her own emergency IV, in a dress he thinks she'd look stunning in under different circumstances, like one she might have worn to prom if they hadn't hijacked the theme. He thinks she'd look stunning in a dress like the one she might have worn to prom if they hadn't hijacked the theme. Even when drenched in mud and caked in muck, she is inexhaustibly gorgeous. Betty is left looking at her own shaking hands as if she isn't actually seeing them as the harsh reality falls over her like dust over the wreckage. They've been slathered with blood that isn't her own. Realizing this is both a comfort and a nightmare."Jug, I don't—I don't have a home. Everything has vanished, even my family. I'm not sure what I'm meant to do." On the final lines, her voice breaks, turning into a high-pitched squeak that ebbs into tears.Betty's entire world has come crashing down around her.The sobs wrack her entire body, and she huddles into his arms, the trembling growing so intense that even Jughead can feel his teeth snapping. He cradles her in his arms because it's all he can think of, one hand tenderly going up and down her spine and the other threading through one of hers. He murmurs, "You're okay," into the crown of her head. "Don't worry; we've got you."One of the EMTs eventually wraps a warm blanket around both of them—for shock, the girl says over Betty's trembling form—and Veronica walks over to grip Betty's other hand. He and Veronica share an odd connection, bound purely by their shared love for the girl between them, the one who has gone through hell and back for the sake of her own loved ones. Both of them have been through hell and back.Betty Cooper fights for them, and tonight has just strengthened their belief that Betty Cooper is worth dying for.Some of the turmoil eventually settles down. The ambulances and sheriff's cars go, the onlookers fade away, and it's just the two of them in a tangle of mud, blood, and silk. Betty still trembles a little, but she's so near to falling asleep that her body is settling into a strange peace. FP lowers his chin to Jughead from above. "Are you ready to take her home?" home comment message gallery stream blog Lyrics Ever since you left me I've been dancing on my own Maybe down the line I'll feel better all alone But I don't wanna talk to strangers Don't wanna play with players I only wanna get back to you I'm stuck on this emotion If we could get a moment I know you'd feel it tooNow I'm calling you up to see where you are Why is it so easy to break the rules after dark? And we're falling back together, we're all over each other Tomorrow we're falling apart Then I'm calling you up to see where you are

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01/24/2022 06:12 PM 

taken roles

Canon roles:Davina ClaireDean WinchesterHadesCaroline ForbesLizzie SaltzmanRebekah MikalesonHope MikaelsonOriginal characters:Evren DemirDilan WinchesterLinah MazurVincent AlexanderBellamy Mazur 

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01/24/2022 03:34 PM 

Back in the Saddle

He closely examined his features in the mirror in his bathroom. The visual inspection of each whisker on his chin was the least he could do to exercise his anxiety. One little hair out of place, one little booger where there shouldn't be would ruin it all for him. Ike Bradford had not been on a date in years. Ava was a golden goddess that made him absolutely weak in the knees. He didn't want to do anything stupid to blow it. After the visual inspection of his whiskers, he let out a huge sigh of relief.Ike had spent the afternoon working on his truck to make sure it wouldn't break down. He was 35 years old. It wasn't like he was 16 again and Captain of the Football team. He was a grown man. He'd been through literal hell in his life in the military and out of it. How many people in their lifetimes fight the devil overseas and the handsome devil that shows up at your front door? Ike had done both.He turned his attention to the little porcelain angel that was sitting on a shelf in his bedroom right across from the bathroom. It looked like Cassie. He sometimes imagined Cassie's voice coming to him from it. It was nothing he'd tell the guys about at the VA or Dr. Janice, but it helped him without reaching for a bottle of pills or booze. "You'd like her." Ike told the angel. "I just hope she likes me too."He wore a crisp white shirt, a pair of dark blue jeans, and his favorite dress boots. It was informal between him and Ava, but he still wanted to make a good impression. Satisfied he didn't look too much like a clown, he left the bathroom heading for his front door. His keys were in his hand as he walked out the front door. It didn't take long for him to arrive at Darling Buds. He couldn't decide at first what to bring her for their first date, but he went with the old stand by of a single red long stemmed rose. It was simply yet romantic. Ladies still liked that right? He started to sweat a little, but left it at that for now.He double checked with the Kraken and Grill to make sure he had those special reservations still in place. Ike smiled at the confirmation text. This was really going to happen. He was going to escort the most beautiful woman in the world here for an actual date. His expression dropped. He had an actual date. He kept telling himself he was 35 and shouldn't be acting like a child. Yeah… it didn't help. Ike started the truck and started in the direction of Ava's house. It wouldn't be long now.••••Ike sat outside of Ava's place for what felt like forever but was really only five minutes. He took the rose in hand and finally pushed his way out the truck door. He felt his stomach doing flip flops as he took each step toward her front door. Hopefully she wouldn't turn him away too fast. He stood there for a moment swallowing the knot in his throat that was as big as his head. He lifted his hand to knock. Fortunately he remembered not to knock too loud. First impressions meant everything.  created by creativian

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01/24/2022 11:13 PM 

Seventeen.

serpent juliet Seventeen Betty knows exactly what she's getting herself into when she sees Jughead and the Jones trailer in the junkyard. She slams the door open and takes a glance around. There's lab equipment all over the place. The chemical odor is overwhelming when she initially breaths in and sits painfully harsh in her nostrils. Jughead is sunk deep into the couch to her right; his head dropped in his hands.The deafening quiet, the tragic reality of all this entails, is deafening. Betty is shell-shocked and unsure about what to do next. She wants to run up to him, hug him, and reassure him that everything will be OK; they've been through worse before. But she's not so sure this time.The content of his comment doesn't surprise her; none of this is indeed fair, and none of it is anything they should be dealing with. The fact that Jughead says anything at all surprised her. No one admits it, no one dares to say it, but Jughead was dealt the worst hand of all. They may both be on shaky ground right now, but he's always been dangerous.Not when his mother abandoned him, and he was homeless and without regular meals; not when his father was charged with murder, then put away for murder; not when Betty spent all of second through fourth grade lying about the cost of lunch so she could buy too many snacks with her sandwich and claim she wasn't hungry when she offered them to Jughead. not when he was initiated into When he comes dangerously close to dying for the sake of their town's peace.She moves closer to him, grabbing his trembling hands in her own and pulling them to her waist. Before settling, his fingers flex against the ribbed hem of her sweater and the exposed strip of skin beneath it. His heartbeat resonates through his fingertips, traveling into her flesh till they beat in lockstep. Betty hears his sigh of relief in the same fraction of a second that she feels them fall in rhythm, one of those insignificant details that seem impossible to detect in the grand scheme of things.It's everything to her. It's a reminder that Jughead is her partner in all of this, to the point that their bodies are even aware of it. She knows he feels it too, albeit to a lesser extent in their day-to-day interactions, but more so now, in the heavier, more perplexing moments when he needs anchoring. She can see the tears in his eyes and knows they're the same as hers. Nowadays, it seems like someone is constantly sobbing. Or they want to weep if they aren't already."Juggie?" His gaze is locked on a location behind her head. When she follows his gaze, she notices the area where his "Rebel Without a Cause" poster used to hang. "How did it get here in the first place? When did our lives shift from being concerned about who would sit next to us on the bus to being concerned about drug lord mothers?" Betty winces, "And serial killer fathers.As well as uncontrollable cults,"She holds his face in her hands and gently guides it to meet hers, wiping away some of the tears with her thumb. Before dipping down to kiss her, Jughead relaxes, even more, pressing his cheek into her hand and shutting his eyes. It's only a few seconds, but she can sense his nervous trembling as his lips slide over hers. More tears flow as he breaks away and reopens his eyes, but his voice remains firm when he speaks. "I'm happy you're the one I chose to be with, Betty Cooper since I'm stuck in this chaotic hellscape."Betty's heart swells at the words, recalling the gentle look in his eyes when they stood on this similar site so many months ago and put words to the love they'd already felt for so long. She understands his agony over lost memories is for recollections like those, not the ones from his childhood, which he's only ever expressed bitterly. The crick in her neck she woke up with after falling asleep investigating and the sleepy softness of his voice is the first thing she heard in the new day; the moonlight shining through the curtains as she gripped his palms instead of her own and told him about the haunting phone calls; his broken voice asking her to stay, and the crick in her neck Betty woke up with after falling asleep investigating and the sleepy softness of his voice being the first thing she heard in the new day.A radio plays something sweet and melodious in the depths of the junkyard, unfitting for the realities of their environment. Jughead then takes her hand in his and gently brings her closer to him, sliding his palm down her arm and twisting her in a slow swirl till he's hugging her to him.Betty moves up close, her lips hovering over his. "Come on, Juggie, Make me feel seventeen." home comment message gallery stream blog Let's be normal, see bad movies Sneak a beer and watch TV We'll bake brownies or go bowling Don't you want a life with me? Can't we be seventeen? That's all I want to do If you could let me in I could be good with youCan't we be seventeen Is that so hard to do? If you could let me in I could be good with you Let us be seventeen If we still got the right So what's it gonna be? I wanna be with you I wanna be with you Wanna be with you tonight

Alissa "Susie" Freeman

01/24/2022 04:12 PM 

Realms

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I have no memory of how I came here.~ Benedict Baker     Every place feels mysterious, yet is somehow the same. Every time I wake up I shiver with fear for what new nightmare awaits. Each departure from the campfire is into confusion. Slowly I learn the different places, recognising features and buildings but I never really understand the pattern. As if some powerful force is shuffling the world as if we were a deck of cards. Maybe we are just pawns on a scrabble board?~ Benedict Baker's Journal   The Realms are semi-procedural locations within the World of The Entity IconHelp entity.png. Each Realm was the site of a violent tragedy in the past and they now serve as the Arenas for The Entity's trials. Overview The location of the trial is chosen by The Entity. Players can influence The Entity's choice by burning certain Offerings Trial locations have certain fixed landmarks, but elements such as player starting locations, Generators, Chests, Lockers, Totems and Exit Gates are placed to The Entity's whims. Even the terrain itself shifts from trial to trial. Lore The Realms are pockets within The Entity, who constructs everything from itself except for the Killers and the Survivors. The Realms do not co-exist at all times, but are rather created whenever needed. The location of The Campfire is also located within such a pocket. The Woods and Fog beyond the Trial grounds represent the boundaries of the pocket and are just a façade. Realms & Maps The MacMillan Estate Autohaven Wreckers Coldwind Farm Crotus Prenn Asylum Haddonfield Backwater Swamp Léry's Memorial Institute Red Forest Springwood Gideon Meat Plant Yamaoka Estate Ormond Hawkins National Laboratory Grave of Glenvale Silent Hill   Recurring Locations Basement Killer Shack Sub-Realms Sub-Realms are usually different planes of existence within the Realm of The Entity. There are currently 6 known Sub-Realms: Campfire Dream World Ethereal Plane Spirit World Void Upside Down   Return to Source

Alissa "Susie" Freeman

01/24/2022 03:55 PM 

Alissa's FAQ's

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Last Updated: January 19th, 2022   The following is of course a collection of questions that I get more than just a few times so I wanted to put them forth with my direct answer in an effort that I can be as clear as possible and hopefully avoid answering the same question over and over and... Clicking on any of the questions will take you directly to the answer. Don't worry, there's a link at the end of each answer that will take you right back here to continue your browsing. Enjoy!   1. What's up with all the pictures of a real person. Who is that? 2. What's Dead by Daylight? 3. Hey babe, wanna XXX rp? 4. Does that About Susie have everything I need to know about her? 5. How long have you been writing? 6. Explain what this Novella stuff is... Nao! 7. You say you're not really a roleplayer but rather an Author. What's the difference? 8. What is this Collaborative Writing stuff you talk about? 9. Will you be my girlfriend? 10. Is it okay if I add you on Discord? 11. Send me nooods! 12. Can I add you to my Facebook? 13. Please, I'd love to connect with you on Facebook! 14. Are you flirting with me? 15. Can we arrange a time to meet in real life? 16. YOU'RE FAKE! 17. Okay fine... can I have your number so we can text? 18. Holy crap you're an amazing designer! Please make my profile for me! 19. Do you ever plan to release any of your code? 20. How about making me a pic or other some graphic? 21. No really, can you build me a profile? 22. Hey, what's your problem? It's been XX days and you still haven't replied!   1. What's up with all the pictures of a real person. Who is that? The girl in the "Susie" outfit is a cosplayer, I honestly forget her name and sadly, I didn't save a link back to her IG. The girl in the "Behind The Mask" album is a girl named Alissa Freeman. I know her personally and she surprisingly doesn't believe in social media, so she's not out there as it were.Top   2. What's Dead by Daylight? Dead by Daylight is an asymmetric multiplayer survival horror video game developed by Behaviour Interactive and available on Steam as well as several consoles.Top   3. Hey babe, wanna XXX rp? To be perfectly honest, I'm really not interested in such things. That said, there's a place for romance and the like and given the right chemistry, storyline and here's the most important part: VALID REASON, I do engage in such things. You have to remember though, Alissa is a very f***ed up girl, like very, very f***ed up. You might not want to engage with her romantically, just saying.Top   4. Does that About Susie have everything I need to know about her? Well... not really but it has enough for us to get started. I could go into much greater detail and I just may but for now, I'd prefer to keep other things to myself so that you'll get the just surprise you deserve for writing with me.Top   5. How long have you been writing? I've cared about what I write for awhile now. I'm not going to state years or anything like that but I consider myself to be competant at the craft. It is my hope and dream to someday become a published author.Top   6. Explain what this Novella stuff is... Nao! Novella is a style of writing that mimics a novel and is typically vastly different from other common role play styles. Most will think Novella is about length when it's really not, not at all. Basically if it reads like a book, it's Novella but if it doesn't, then it's not Novella. So, Novella can be a single line or it can be many, many paragraphs or anything in between.Top   7. You say you're not really a roleplayer but rather an Author. What's the difference? A huge one actually. From my perspective, roleplayers are concerned with their character and the outcome of interactions with other roleplayers. Roleplayers will often rely on statistical data to help get their attack or point accross and can sometimes be found arguing the finer details of "prepping." Visa vie, an author is telling a story and rarely, if ever uses numbers or statistics to do so. Have you ever seen Stephen King use numbers to express what happens to his characters outside of the story? No, and neither do I.   Okay, I don't do any of that stuff. I believe that kind of outlook greatly detracts from the writing of the story and isn't that why we're here in the first place? To write stories. I'm an author who focuses on the story and not so much the numbers game.Top   8. What is this Collaborative Writing stuff you talk about? Collaborative Writing is when two or more authors will gather to write a single story. Essentially the very thing we're doing here. Many call it "Roleplay" but in the literary world, it's called Collaborative Writing.Top   9. Will you be my girlfriend? No.Top   10. Is it okay if I add you on Discord? You absolutely may though I don't use it that much. I'm trying to train myself to open it more often so please be patient with me. You can guarantee that I'll get a message sent here long before I will via Discord. That said, my Discord is: susie#5941Top   11. Send me nooods! Do you want to get blocked? Because that's how you get blocked!Top   12. Can I add you to my Facebook? No.Top   13. Please, I'd love to connect with you on Facebook! No. What's really funny is that I actually do not have social media outside this page right here. True story kid, sorry/not sorry.Top   14. Are you flirting with me? No. Alissa might be, I'm not.Top   15. Can we arrange a time to meet in real life? No.Top   16. YOU'RE FAKE! Believe what you want, I really don't give a sh*t.Top   17. Okay fine... can I have your number so we can text? No.Top   18. Holy crap you're an amazing designer! Please make my profile for me! Why thank you very much! Unfortunately I'll have to pass. This is only a hobby of mine.Top   19. Do you ever plan to release any of your code? Maybe? Probably not. Just being honest.Top   20. How about making me a pic or other some such graphic? I might be interested if inspiration strikes but that's a HUGE if.Top   21. No really, can you build me a profile? I'm sorry, no. I do this for fun and don't want to end up hating it. Please try to understand. Top   22. Hey, what's your problem? It's been XX days and you still haven't replied! This sadly happens more often than it should. I'm an adult and have work, responsibilities and other pursuits that fill up my day. I do hope to reply in a timely manner but that can't always be the case. I can only hope you try to understand that it's not that I'm growing bored or anything like that (cuz I'll tell you if that's the case), it's most likely due to life happening. Top     Thank you so much for taking the time to read my FAQ, I really do appreciate it! Now, if I haven't scared you off yet, please feel free to hit me up via messages, I'm looking forward to hearing from you and I hope you have an amazing day!

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01/24/2022 01:28 PM 

AC 19

  August 23, 2019   “She’s not breathing! Somebody call 911!” Grayson pleaded, body of the lifeless toddler in her arms as she came stumbling from their second story apartment. Sobs echoed out as she begged, “Evie, wake up, baby. Please, wake up!” Nothing. Crowd gathered around them, cell phones pulled out, voices slurring together as people frantically called for an ambulance. The paramedics shoving through the crowd within minutes, however it felt like hours as she cradled the little girl in her arms. She didn’t want to let go, but she had to, the team of medics trying everything they humanly could, ultimately resulting in time being called out.   Grayson dropped to her knees, sobs turned silent, the air sucked from her lungs. Pulled from her grieving when the words she never expected to hear were dropped, “Ma’am, we’re going to need you to come with us.” Her entire world came crashing down, quick thinking having to be used to get her out of what she had caused. Her guilt eating her alive. Overdose. How could she have been so careless, she was always so meticulous, keeping her things up and hidden away, but it had gotten away from her, she had gotten too relaxed and the ultimate price was paid. How was she supposed to tell her boyfriend what had happened? She was going to prison, she knew it. Unless, she did the unthinkable – pin it on him.   Present day-   The moonlight shone through little opening, casting shadows on the wall. Hours passed by, clock ticking, low hum from the kitchen appliances sounded in the distance. The whole world fast asleep, yet Gray sat there, blanket hugged tightly around her tiny frame, chocolate orbs staring holes into the wall. Heart racing, afraid to close her eyes. Each time she did, resulting in the same fate. The image of the little girl still engraved into her mind. Lifeless eyes staring back at her, her own blood curdling scream heard from miles away.    Slender arms wrapped around her knees, sweat beads dripping down her pale skin, the profuse feeling of nausea overwhelming as fought the urge to vomit. Her heart racing, the anxiety had won. She hadn’t meant for it to happen, she didn’t mean to kill her ex boyfriend's daughter, one she loved as her own, she was high after all. Pushing herself from the bed, she found herself in the bathroom, faucet turned on as she leaned down, cold water now splashing over her features. Gaze lifted, peering at her own reflection, body hurdling over the toilet, the contents of her stomach emptying. Hands gripped the vanity’s edge, mouth wiped clean. “You’re going to tear yourself apart.” She whispered to her own reflection. But maybe – that's what she deserved.  

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01/23/2022 11:40 PM 

❝002. Motivation.❞

Eyes closed, fingertips pinching the bridge of her nose, before letting her hand run through her tangled hair. How did you end up like this? The voice she tried to forget, tried to erase from her memory, though he was always in the back of her mind, whenever she did something wrong - whenever she thought she was out of line, Lucian’s voice would always ring in the back of her mind. “Maybe I’m losing it.” The person who sat in front of her appeared weak, as the young blonde smiled meekly. “Sorry, I still haven’t figured out how Franny gets you to follow so eagerly,” a hint of jealousy in her tone, she knew, how could she not? “But unfortunately for you, he’s not around right now.” He’s abandoned you, but you’re used to that.A growl caught in her throat, trying to not give her running imagination her undivided attention, it’s just my mind playing tricks on me, I need to focus.“Though, you’ve been my first successful capture, the others, lucky for them, got sent to the hospital, apparently I’m not good at measuring the right amount of poison to a simple drink.” You’re monologging, how boring can you be.“Shut up.” She spoke through gritted teeth, the person who Eloise was smart enough to blindfold flinched. “I didn’t mean you, but I’m pretty sure the wound on your head is probably begging for attention.” There was a slight giddiness in her tone.She was alone, nervous, Eloise usually was just the one to clean up. Usually the one who watched and never participated, hearing the pleas and begging from the woman but to be in front of one now not knowing what her next move should be.The petite blond bent down eyeing her, the other female sensing her warmth looming over her. Blue eyes observing her every chest movement, almost getting hypnotized. Before the sudden movement of the woman thrusting her head forward meeting Eloise's face.A yelp escaped her lips as she tumbled back, gripping tightly onto her nose the throbbing pain coursing through her face. Realizing what happened as she tasted copper in her mouth, a smile graced her lips, “Maybe this is the excitement he means?” She muttered to herself, biting onto her lower lip letting a trickle of blood part her pale lips."I promise you, I won't be kind, but I doubt you won't be awake for much longer."The sweet demeanor in her tone evaporating, the metal pipe that she used to get the woman here in the first place once more in her grasp as it met with the unknowing woman's left side of her face. The scream from the girl beginning to echo alongside the walls before it went quiet within minutes."And it's a shame really, I liked your eyes."  template credit.

Jasmine

01/23/2022 11:12 PM 

SW task 2

Hope Inadu

01/23/2022 09:59 PM 

Part one Hope Inadu's Story

Hope never gave much of any thought on how she would die. Hell who would of thought a Tribrid could ever die. Hope was unique one of her kind or so the story goes. She was thought to have been created for one purpose to destroy Malivore she had done that, but she also recalled what it once felt like to be in the abyss of darkness and void. -oh you know having people slowly Remember me is ok. It’s when you’re forgotten that hurts the most. It’s like this void that just can’t be filled, and it consumes you. You try to scream,but nothing comes out just total darkness and emptiness that consumes you from the inside leaving you empty. That’s how Malivore feels like. It’s like hell, but worse. - Hope recalled this conversation many times with Josie and Lizzie the ones she once thought to be her own family. Yet here she was back into darkness and emptiness once more maybe to be forgotten who knows certainty was oh to unclear. “Esther and Dahlia,” the words fell from Hope’s crimson stained lips as tears streamed down porcelain like smooth skin. Certainly she could not for-tell the events that would lead up to her ultimate demise. I mean who could really tell things anyways. None the less Hope was trapped in what could only be deemed as the pits of hell,watching herself die over and over and all the ones she loved die. -Where the hell am I? I mean I died all because of my cunt of a grandmother Esther and great aunt, but where the f*** am I? -Hope knew why she had to die she would of done over and over to protect all those at the school at any cost even if it meant never seeing them again. -But why did it have to hurt like hell? -Hope went through corridors running through the gravel and sludge underneath her feet. Is this what Landon felt like just an empty sorrow? Her thoughts were slowly broken back by the realization of her cage like prison. Lightning eternally forked and flashed, no more than five seconds passing in the black void before a patch of its endless expanse lit up, the taut chains glinting though electricity never touched them. Nor did the lightning touched the giant box that the infinite chains held suspended in the blackness, medieval-looking pikes protruding along its roof and bottom's rims. Through the stone walls' grids of X-shaped openings, the lightning cast odd shapes, banishing the darkness to the box's furthest corners only for it to immediately reestablish itself. Inside, the box was about the size of a modern bedroom, though nothing whatsoever furnished it. There was only a figure in one corner, knees bent in a crouch, dark black and a pleated dress,back turned to the rest of the dark space. Hope would've looked almost peaceful to an observing human, eyes closed above Hope porcelain smooth face's nose and cheekbones, the forehead-lines of worry below her brunette hair almost smoothed out. O was just the likeness of the last-but-one vessel she’d possessed, what limited creatures who couldn't perceive a Hollow’s true form would view. With a proverbial intake of breath, Brown eyes snapped open, irises shining bright-red before reverting to the brown eyed color, sighing audibly. Raising an index finger, skin unblemished unlike the real vessel had been, Inadu carefully touched the vertical bar that marked the Cage's corner – then she began drawing her finger vertically down, leaving a pencil-line of sparkling-blue. Inadu’s weakness from siphoning her power this way was next-to-nonexistent, though she knew it would be mild once she’d finished the spell. This spell she’d seen her parents use back in the day, before the family disagreements over powering tribes and through out time. The elders would draw a sigil, pouring a bit of their power into it, and open a rift to Inadu -didn't-know-where. Inadu mainly used it to do away with some of her more tumultuous lab experiments, and she pulled it off first try every time – but Inadu had now been repeating the spell for nearly a year, without result. When she’d returned to the Cage, torturing the little human who'd trapped her had been an oh-so-satisfying time killer – but then her pretty earthly bitch had left, so Inadu had started replicating her family’s cosmic-porthole spell. But the spell kept failing, no matter how many times Inadu drew and powered it, waited a while for her batteries to recharge, then tried again. She could only guess something else was needed – maybe some second power source for the doorway on the other side, or some receptacle it needed to latch onto. Inadu once had tried getting Hope to to help, to see if two powerful beings would hit the bell, but Hope had turned away remembering the past. So Inadu had left her stewing in her own corner of the Cage, currently invisible to the first five senses, while she tried on her own. The hollow wouldn't stop trying for long – she only had infinity ahead of her to find an escape from her least favourite pit. In the meantime, briefly thinking of whats she'd do if she ever got back to Earth, a thin smile spread on Inadu’s human face. Hunting down the ones who'd trapped her would be somewhere on her to-do list – she’d certainly love to see the horror on their faces. She’d probably kill them quickly, she'd maybe try breaking their pet tribrid out of this crazy-spell just to break all hell loose over again and quite literally, and Help Hope do so, so much more to her foes.

Hope Inadu

01/23/2022 09:55 PM 

Hope As Inadu's Temperament

Inadu is a copy of Hope only difference is  her hair is black her eyes are various shades of blue depending on her mood. Inadu wears darker colored and gothic to leather clothing. Personality : Inadu is more blunt and sarcastic. Kills first and asks questions later she will use your worst fears against you if you piss her off. Has a crush on Asher but won’t admit it because after all she likes the thrill of the chase. Inadu has dark Goddess abilities and such. Which I’m slowly piecing together on here. Yes her story still needs to be finished .

Hope Inadu

01/23/2022 09:46 PM 

Hope/Inadu's Abilities

Superhuman Senses - Inadu's vision, hearing, taste, touch and smell advanced greater than the average human.Super Speed - Hope/Inadu has the supernatural ability to jump, move and run at superhuman velocity.Telepathy - The supernatural ability can communicate mentally with other vampires without physical contact and long distances. It also allows one to probe the minds of others.Influence - Inadu has the supernatural ability to control and manipulate the body, mind, and soul of any animal or person.Weather Control - Inadu possesses the supernatural ability allows influence meteorological energy patterns, creating rain, wind, hail, lightning, snow, sleet, fog and temperature changes.Elemental Manipulation: Inadu has the supernatural ability to control and manipulate the elements of air, earth, fire, water, lightning, etc.Animal Control - inadu has the supernatural ability that could handle all kinds of wild animals or domestic. Normally, she can only control a species at a time.Healing - Inadu possesses the supernatural ability to heal all infections, wounds, and injuries at an accelerated speed.Immortality - Inadu/Hope possesses the supernatural ability of eternal life and youth, meaning that she will never grow old or age and she is incapable of death due to human circumstances.Shapeshifting - inadu has the supernatural ability to alter and change the physical form of ones self.Super-Strength - inadu has the supernatural ability of abnormal strength beyond that of a normal human being.Illusion - inadu is capable of disrupting the reality of one or more things at once. The power of Illusion is limited, since it uses a short time but because the neutralization of the enemy and does not usually give orders to the victims.Superhuman Senses - inadu has learned to control her senses of hearing, vision, and smell at her own will.Telepathy - Inadu can communicate with others, using her mental senses. She can sense and feel others emotions as if they were her own.Telekinesis  allows the user to certain kinetic Powers, including:Pyrokinesis - is the ability to control and create fire with the mind,Geokinesis - is the ability to control the earth, such as cause flowers to bloom, or chasms that could be used to swallow the user's foe.Time Manipulation: - Inadu and, like other goddesses can go back in time, causing the resurrection of the dead, memory loss, and physical restoration of the damage.Sacred Blood: - Their blood is the ultimate weapon to destroy all the evil creatures of the universe. It's the only thing that can destroy the Old Ones, and prevent their resurrection. She is the only one that possesses it.Cosmic Awareness - While not a power per se, many deities have greater knowledge about mankind and the universe than other supernatural beings.Omnilingualism - The ability to understand any language without training in it.Invulnerability - They are unharmed by conventional weaponry, and are immune to pain, common physical ailments, and disease. They can, however, be harmed and killed by stronger beings, including other stronger deities. Divine weaponry, i.e. weapons belonging to a god/goddess.Superhuman Stamina - Deities never tire regardless of what they go through.Conjuration - The power to create or to unmake something or someone from nothing. Tricksters are known to have this ability.Clairvoyance - The ability to see and hear things and beings that are invisible.Truth Compulsion - The ability to compel humans to speak the truth. can also curse people so that they are told only the truth by other humans.Electrokinesis - The ability to manipulate and generate electrical energy.Apportation - Inadu possesses the power to teleport others with a gesture.Resurrection - she is able to bring back a departed one but it can leave her a bit drained in which Hope takes over Tribrid status allowing Inadu to recharge.Descensum is the power to project one's soul into the nether worlds of the afterlife.Lunakinesis: Ability to control and manipulate moonlight.Possession:the state of having, owning, or controlling something. Inadu had the ability to inhabit other people's bodies at any time to serve her own agenda or when she deems that being powerful enough for her task.SHADOW MANIPULATION- this gives Inadu the ability to cast shape and bend shadows at her will can be used as cloaking so she can move undected only her voice can be heard. Also means the ability to mentally generate and manipulate darkness, deactivated photons mostly in the absence of light.DREAM WALKING-this gives her the ability to walk into a persons dream and manifest herself and change the dream as she wills it.BIOKINESIS- is the direct ability to manipulate/control organs, blood, and thus the entire human body, however it's not Mind Control. Basically, it is a more defined use of Telekinesis. However, it can go into the use of having the power to control the biology of organisms bodily structure.With Biokinesis, Inadu can cause excruciating discomfort and pain for humans. She can even cause organisms to combust/explode, literally ripping the body apart.Telekinesis an ability used by Inadu and Hope.the supposed ability to move objects at a distance by mental power or other nonphysical means.And various spells.Duplication : This allows Hope to create another vessel when Inadu is in control she can create a perfect copy of Hope. Inadu will then look like Hope but with black hair and azuriline blue eyes. The copy will look like original Hope.




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