[center][hr] [img]https://i.imgur.com/9H68YZf.png[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/YoPRYxJ.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/dIfRnRE.png[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/Iqo5dyL.png[/img] [hr][/center] Good grief. Some of these sluts were entertaining the idea of going to a dirty strip club. Well, like attracts like, and whores attract whores. Emily rolled her eyes, but still, she couldn't afford the effort of really getting up and arms about it. There was a simple solution to this. One they were too stupid to even entertain. Emily craned her head around towards Quinn and shook her head at the chick. "... How about you lot go to the strip club," Emily just shrugged as she said. "And we go to dinner? Or what you want to do. I don't care." "Sounds good, sugar..." Taylor had no freaking clue what this girl's name was. She was more than certain she was going to find out later, but she wasn't going to be boring and go to dinner. They'd all stick out like a sore thumb and Taylor was the french fries and tenders girl. Not the steak min... something. Taylor shrugged. "I'm in." Emily sighed, "How about we go to Ocean Prime? It's nice." [i]And you people could use some class.[/i] Emily thought to herself. "Sugar, if we go to Ocean Prime we're gonna dine and dash," Taylor blew a strand of hair out of the way of her face. To be honesty they couldn't afford a better place than this. Like a library. "Just go to Red Lobster." She shrugged. "Either way," Emily said as she got up with the briefcase. "... I'm going to go home and get changed. Meet you all where ever." She sighed as she walked off. Taylor shrugged, "Give me a name and place and I'll be there." [center][hr] [img]https://i.imgur.com/Jvqo9Ck.png[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/AnYEPgL.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/H9epPjR.png[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/nn5VWsV.png[/img] [hr][/center] There was a slight problem with Claudette's plan. Just a small one. She drove Madison's truck all the way home but when she got home, well... Madison was still passed out. And Claudette [i]knew[/i] that she wasn't strong enough to carry her all the way there. Given that she was probably twice her body weight! Claudette got out of the car and went to the backseat of Madison's explorer. Good grief, today was rough. The only idea that Claudette had was waking up Madison, but she wondered what was the lesser evil here... Sure she was unconscious but that meant she wasn't talking, and waking her up meant that she had to deal with drunken antics. Then again its Florida and Madison will instantly die if she leaves her in the car. Claudette opened the door and placed her hand on Madison's shoulder and gave her a good hard shake. "Madam..." Claudette trailed off as she shook her a little harder. She was honestly hoping that Madison didn't die or go into some kind of coma, she was still breathing, however. After giving her a hard shake she started moving and Claudette sighed in relief as Madison got up... ... And immediately vomited off the side of the vehicle. Wiping her mouth with her arm Madison shook her head, "Blehhh...." She groaned as she felt like she just ate rotten chicken. Or ass. She wasn't sure which was worse. Her head was spinning as somebody jammed her in the face with a brick. "The fuck? Like seriously, the fuck?" Madison slurred and confirmed that she hadn't slept off the alcohol. Claudette merely walked around and offered Madison a hand with an affirming smile, "Come, let's get you something to eat." [hr] Madison was eating some chicken and rice, sitting on the sofa with Claudette at her side. The social worker was explaining the whole deal with Blake... and how it fell through almost immediately. Shocker. What was really... embarrassing was Claudette reading back everything that she did. And it was not pretty. It was shitty actually. And Madison had to make sure that she apologized to everyone there. "... Shit," Madison sighed as she rested a hand on the side of her head out of embarrassment. "... I need to find her and apologize." She slurred, she was still a little woozy. The food was helping. Claudette doubted that Vashti would take her apology but who knows? Claudette just met the woman not too long ago. "We can save that for tomorrow, you need to get some rest." "What I need to do is get ready for work," Madison was quick to answer. "My shift starts in a little bit..." "You should call out-" "... And miss out on big money?" Madison said as she narrowed her eyes at Claudette. "Sorry, but I got bills to pay, sis." It sucked being dismissive of Claudette, but it sucked more being put out of their house. It's not like the Coven will come to their aid... because she was more than certain a good chunk of them didn't even have jobs and still were dependant on their parent's money. After finishing up her meal Madison went into her room and... actually, after taking a sniff she realized that she smelled terrible. She wasn't sure if it was the vomit, alcohol, or something else, but Madison took off all of her clothes as she just skipped to the shower. Well, it was only her and Claudette and they were both girls so... ... After her shower, Madison put on jeans, a t-shirt, and had on sandals... and then she walked to her room and grabbed the backpack that had her "outfit" in it. It was a pretty large black military-style backpack that was large enough for her to stuff all of her stuff into and more. As she walked into the living room she noticed that Claudette was asleep... which she thought was weird but Madison didn't have time to dissect the scene. Madison shrugged... she reached into her backpack and pulled out a protein bar or two and ate it. When she got drunk at the club she ate a protein bar or two and got all better... As she got in her car she sped off towards Veni Vedi Veni. [hr][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/g12KT9S.png[/img] [hr] [/center] Those whores, those sluts, those [i]bitches![/i] They ruined a perfect deal and Blake was absolutely [i]seething[/i] as he stormed his way back into his office... because Phillis kicked him out of the house and now he's stuck here. And he would rather be here than their fabulous beach house because at least this is where his brain juices start flowing. Blake sighed as she sat down in his chair with his elbows on his desk and his fingers together. He closed his eyes as he thought hard. The door open but he didn't even react until he was addressed with a simple: "... Are you okay, sir?" He opened his eyes as he saw Jenna Lyons, the pretty little thing in front of him didn't even instantly induce arousal. Not like she usually does. "You seem a little tense, how did the meeting go?" "They had sex with my wife." "... What?" "[i]They had sex with my wife, Jenna![/i]" Blake shouted as he pushed himself up with his hands in a dramatic display. "Even after I gave them a deal they couldn't refuse!" "Well..." Jenna looked off to the side as she held a clipboard to her chest with both hands. "That's... rough." "How do you think [i]I[/i] feel getting cucked by women half my age?" Blake asked as he sat back down. "They've got a rude awakening coming!" "Well, sir, how about..." Jenna awkwardly trailed off as she listened to her boss ramble... and she was certain he went off the deep end. "Yes...?" "... You let it go because I [i]strongly believe[/i] this will go nowhere good." "Nonsense!" Blake said, "I've already made plans with a certain vampire Coven..." The door was thrown open again and Makoto Koda walked in... along with three members of the Greenwood Coven that Blake had tracked down. While he was having a meeting with the... regular Coven(?) he had his secretaries find the Vampire Coven and after the deal went south, Blake did the backup plan. The first person to walk in was a [img=https://66.media.tumblr.com/6b54c96215581d854f833ba75839f207/tumblr_prkr534WzS1vetpc2o1_540.jpg]shirtless man with a red beard and camouflage hat on[/img], the one after that was [url=https://i.pinimg.com/originals/0d/14/76/0d147631d55918226d49cbb39f7fb7b5.jpg]yet another shirtless man with shaggy hair, jorts, boots, and a cigarette in his mouth[/url], and the last person to walk in was [url=https://cdn1.thr.com/sites/default/files/imagecache/landscape_928x523/2013/04/shain_gandee.jpg]this abomination against God.[/url] "How are you all doing?" Blake asked as he barely even made eye contact with them. "I see you have eschewed shirts. How...." [i]Trashy.[/i] "Good, good..." The first one to walk in said, as he pointed to himself, "I'm Frederick, he's James, and he's Jordan. We heard you were looking for some magic powers." He grabbed onto his belt with both hands as he nodded at Makoto. "Sorry about ruining your theatrics, boss," Makoto chuckled. "But my shift ends in like ten minutes." Blake shrugged as he too was tired of playing games and wanted to get to the point. "... To the point, I like that," He started, "So, what are you offering..." "I'm offering this!" Frederick said as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a [url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/695142567095959592/711414064634396712/JRB-MCB004_CW_CO_WT_A.jpg]music box[/url] and showed it to Blake. "It has an apparition or something in it called the Outsider! Or something!" And that name clicked in Blake's head... it was an Apparition that the little lady Alyssa (Or Apissa) mentioned. One that was powerful. Dangerous... and probably the key that Blake needed to get revenge against the Coven for fucking his wife. He grinned. "... And how did you find this? I thought they locked it up in a vault or something." "Oh, that's easy!" Frederick said with a smile on his face. "I was robbing this old lady's house while naked-" "Okay, [i]why[/i] were you [i]naked?[/i]" Jenna asked. "Because I got high, like [i]super[/i] high," Frederick proudly said as Jenna's eyes started twitching. "But I was going through her house and all that looking for stuff to steal, then I touched this and it started talking to me and shit and I realized: Aw damn! It's the Outsider!" "Mind if I touch it?" Blake said as Frederick brought it over and offered it to Blake with both hands. Without a second thought, Blake reached over and put his hand on it. He was half-expecting it to be nothing. "̵̦̑W̵̰͉̉͛̈́͜ḧ̷̹̹̦́̋̾̎y̴̛̥̻̯͔̐ ̶̱̯͆h̸̎͜͠e̴̘̔͒̀ĺ̵̡̾l̵͎͇̲̂o̵͈̎ ̵̨͔̈́̐̕t̶̳̞̿́̎h̴̨̗̝̽̓̍e̵̳̅̉͂͋r̷̺̯̮͗̽e̸̫̞͊̀̀͝ͅ,̶̡̜̺͍͠ ̷͔̀͝á̷̧̐̀́͜n̸̛̝̹̑͂̆͜d̶̻̯͚̆̈ ̶̭̞̥̆̋̔͠ẁ̴͖̝̏̽̐h̵͍̣̀̈́͝ơ̷̭͍̎̄͗ ̶͎̋̆̀̆m̴̰̭̲̮͑̐̀i̴̩̦̐͌̕ģ̷͎̼͗̄h̷̻͉̦͌̓͊͜t̸̯̥̙̆ ̶̢̏y̵̘̪̣͆̆͆̚o̶̜͚̤̎ư̷̘̩̌͋̕ ̵͖̀̓̇b̷́͜e̷̢̨̲̤͛?̵͎̯̿̾͝"̸̻̟͓̝̏͌̂͝ He heard the voice, but no mouth or anything. Its strange strange voice, it was ethereal... and Blake looked at Frederick to figure out if he should respond out loud or not. "... Blake Schmidt?" He awkwardly responded. "̶͈̜͙́͊̕͜͝W̵̝̤̭͒̀̽i̸̧̻̠̇l̶̰̫̻̼͆͛͑͒ḽ̵͈͂̽ ̷͓̄̚y̶̤̻̼̽̈́́̌ȏ̴̹̪̇̏̾ū̷̜̘ ̸̩̲̟̿̀̋̑b̷͚̎̊͑̇e̷̢̱̾ ̸̌͜͜ẗ̴̨̬̜̻́̽͋h̶͙̪̜͔͌ę̵̛̰͉́̾͘ ̷̱̟̞̙̈́̃̎ȍ̵̹̺̤̩͝n̴͍̍è̴̛͚̮̓̃ ̶̨̢̱̫͛t̴̢͎͊o̷̰̬̗͍̿̃̎ ̴̣̹̓̆̾l̵͓̿͝ê̴̯̯ṱ̵̣̾̍̌̀ ̵̢͍́̑͐͜m̴͍͖̺̦͊̓̐ȇ̶͇̳̰͔̑̔̍ ̷̞͈̅ò̴͌͑͘͜u̴͉̘͛͛t̷̫̞̑̿ͅ ̷̰̝̑͑o̶̢͚̗͆͛f̸̢̰̹̭̄͑͒ ̷̟̎̑̈́͝t̷̹̰̭̬͂̈̒͝ḩ̶̼̅̀i̸̜͒̉ś̵͇̞̄͛ ̵͔͎̺̥͋̌͊p̵̪̺̝̑̂r̸̢̘̒̆ĭ̷͈̋͠s̵̼̎ơ̵͓̥̏ņ̴̫̼͙̾́͛.̸͚̤͍̒.̴̤̳̠̹̈́̓͝͝.̶̦̩̭̤͆̄?̴̢͙̹̔̅ͅ ̵̤̉̑I̴̧̫͊͘'̴̤̃͗̓v̸̧̞͇̾͜e̵̦̥͗̈́ ̷̝̟̊́̀͘b̵̙͍̀̌e̷̤̙͉̝̾́̚͠e̵̤̜̩̳̐̀n̷̻̹̺̄̉ ̷̢̜̍͆̾̏ͅţ̸̯̍̎r̸͍͙͑̓̽̎a̶̜̽p̸͕̀̑̓́p̶̢̫̿ͅë̷͈̻̜̩̆̅́d̶̛̘͎̜͛̈́͌ ̴̢̈́͐̚̚h̸̯̙̖̯̿͝ē̶̗͕r̷͑͜ĕ̸͓̣̎̾ ̸̖̬̣̍͝f̸̯̠̰̏̓o̵̜̅̄̈́r̶̻̲̽ ̵̟̌ͅf̴̛̭͙̌̉a̴̻͌́̿̿r̸̰̩̄͊,̵͙̽ ̶̜̆͂̂f̴̧͉̦̄͋a̵̧̺͇̿̏̚̕r̸͔͖̂͛͘̚,̶̳͒̎ ̶̖̼̠͐̒̂ẗ̶̗̜͓́ö̶̢̺̥̉̓o̸̦̓͠ ̸̱́l̴̯̃̕͜o̵͋̊̑ͅṉ̵̰̑g̷̢̘̜̖͋.̸͉̎̃̓̌.̴̲͌̈̄͠.̷̡͎͇̰͂̒̋͗ "I won't do it for free," Blake answered. "̸̹̀͊Ọ̷̘̳̘̅f̸̛͚͖̽ͅ ̵̠̦̺̔c̷̞͛̌̉ơ̴̟̎u̴͓͋̀̓̚r̴̛̯̊̄͛s̴̠̮̔̉e̵̡̞̗̤̒ ̵̲͆ṅ̸̼̜ó̸̤͎̋̒̓t̵̪̊̉.̸̱̞̯̗̐̇͌́.̵̬͊.̴̡̭̇̏́͠ ̵̛̠̤̐͘ẅ̴͇͇̪́͠h̵̟̲͚̗̅̽̄͂à̵̗̹͈̩t̵̠̅͠ ̶͇͚͗i̴͉͐͒š̸̞̙̾͆ ̸̺͚̐i̵̪̬̐͐̚͜t̴̘͋̃̍̚ ̴̢͎͂̒̈́͠t̷̯͉͓̳̓̉͝h̵̹͙͖͗̌̌̃ǎ̴̭͉̟̘t̸̞̟̳͌̚ ̸͚̓ỹ̵̟̈́̚͘ǫ̷͚̖͆͗ͅu̸͙͓͇̫̎͋ ̷̛̦̜̓̍͝d̴̝́͌͝e̷̹̙̫͛s̸̛͎̈̓̕i̵̗̟͛̊̍͛r̴̦̎̌̑̑e̵̖͓͍̫͆͘̕?̸̢̱͚͚̾̏ ̶̩̬̈́I̸̯̍̀ ̶͙̪̿͗̏w̷̨̲̹̪̔̍̃i̸̗͐͂̏͝l̶͎̙̾ͅl̴̳̞͘ ̶͔̘͉͚̓͝g̴͕͗͑̓͝r̴͖̼͛̓ả̸͎̹̂̓̄ņ̴́͑̆ṱ̶̠̖͉͌ ̴̭̳̳̅̀̈́i̶̟̓ͅť̷͙̳.̷͕̮̻̾ͅ"̵͈̽̈́͒ "Power." "̶͈͉̓A̷̰͈͂͆n̸͚̜̈́̽̌͐d̸̢̟̆̄ ̸̧̦̗͆̄͛͘w̶̝̮͌̿̽̈́h̵͓̝̯͊̚a̸̻̥͂͂̀͑ẗ̴̳̳̫͊̉ ̸̖̮̪̇͘k̶̛̮͕͜i̴̤̫͑n̷̡̲̮̳̅͐d̴͙̥̱͓͋ ̶͍̦̝̏̓̈́ǫ̴͖̬̯̋̚̚f̷͈̕ ̷͓̼͌̀͑͝p̷̝̽̽o̴̥̦̿̋͗͋w̵̛̫͝è̷̡̲̣͂̎͝r̴̘̓̾́͝ ̷̭̞̀d̷͎̣̱͙̍͗o̵̡̪͖͙̓̇̕ ̸͖̺̜̃̎̔͝ͅy̵̭̖͇͓̾̌̾o̸͙͑u̸̡̫͒̋̑̈͜ ̵̨͇̠́͑́̚ͅs̷͕͐͠e̵̡̙̪̳͝ę̷̺̖̃͘ḱ̵̞̭͉͘?̷͇̠̔̌̔͊"̵̦͙̘̎ "The power that lets me get revenge on people that wronged me." "̴̮͉̰̐V̵̖̔e̴̢̪̯̒̈͒͂r̷͍̮̆͗̆̔y̷̳̟͎͝ ̴̬͂w̷̻̦̪͑̀e̵̻͍̰͋͛l̴̯͚̏l̴͙̂.̴͕̔̌̆.̸͔̹͚̾̾.̸͔̲̰̲̏ ̴͚̰͒̄́͝t̴̤̰͊̉͠h̶̞͙̘́̎e̶̞̪͉͋̇̕n̷̯͉̙̾̈́ ̵̖̾̈́̃͘r̵̼̦̓ê̷̜̹̔̕l̷̲̤̭͊͐̎e̸̼̰̱̒̍̃̚a̶͇̮̔͆̈s̵̳̙͔̲̽̌͆͠è̵̪͎̼͆ ̸̢͉͎̤͋͗̅m̸̩̻͈̪̂̏e̶̮͙͖͔͗ ̶͈̯̅͝ä̸̛̳͈͕͓́̏͝n̸͈̟̟̏̑̒̋d̶͎̝́̉̾͘ ̶̠̙̳̆̊̅ý̷̱̖̽ó̵͖͐̐ủ̶̺͚̃́̈'̶͓̫̯̭́̾ļ̴̹̉̇̓̀l̵̝̤͈̋̃̔ ̸̬̙̬͗̀h̵̠͖̆̍́ą̸̪͚̭̂̀͆̕v̶̜͖͎͇̉̀e̸͉̼̓͋͘͠ͅ ̴̳̎e̷̯̩̖̮̾̿̑̽v̸̳͈̟͐́̑e̶̡̜̠̻͗r̵̙̩̥̄ỵ̷͛t̵̡̻̎͆h̶̫̤̼̓͆̍͝ǐ̸̯̞̳̫̊͛n̵͚̓̌g̸̥͍̘̑͛ ̴̢͛̏͌͘y̷̡̨̫̒̔͗͠o̷̹̊̀u̶̠͎͚͊ ̷̗̅͊̉͑w̶̠͓̼͗͜a̸̙̍̽̀̚n̴̨̠̗͔͋̈́t̴͎̠̗͛͘ ̷̛͖̽̀a̴̻͖̋͒n̵̨̖̙̓͐́̚d̵͇̓͐̎͘ ̶̛͈͖̚m̷̢̿̔̃ō̶̧̺̩͝r̵̹͈͆̃̄e̵̼͐̆̀.̷̛̣̮̟͍̆̇͆"̶̐ͅ Blake grinned. "... How much do you want for it?" "Give me a million dollars," Frederick said. "No." "Give me [i]two[/i] million dollars." "I'll give you a hundred thousand dollars, and you'll have the opportunity to do some work for me," Blake said as he snapped his fingers and Makoto handed the briefcase to them... and it was not a hundred thousand dollars (it was hundreds on top and monopoly money on the bottom) but he was certain they couldn't count. They exchanged goods and Blake looked at it with a grin. "Boss," Jenna looked at him as he stared at the weird thing. "I think this is a [i]terrible[/i] idea. We should just give that back to where ever they got it and-" And Blake ignored her as he tossed the music box on the ground hard as he could and it broke into a thousand pieces. And out came a greyish-blue smoke that eventually formed a [url=https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/ecde2c7e-7f31-4d73-9a52-9b2b5c5cca7d/d8pswmp-fe415931-822c-40f2-8a28-6426963705a5.jpg/v1/fill/w_846,h_944,q_70,strp/pretty_by_mezamero_d8pswmp-pre.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOiIsImlzcyI6InVybjphcHA6Iiwib2JqIjpbW3siaGVpZ2h0IjoiPD0xMDA0IiwicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvZWNkZTJjN2UtN2YzMS00ZDczLTlhNTItOWIyYjVjNWNjYTdkXC9kOHBzd21wLWZlNDE1OTMxLTgyMmMtNDBmMi04YTI4LTY0MjY5NjM3MDVhNS5qcGciLCJ3aWR0aCI6Ijw9OTAwIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmltYWdlLm9wZXJhdGlvbnMiXX0.9QZ61n0AqqOcy16_p7PegUg5ih0_xe7RSn0u5I_fdpQ]a blue-skinned woman with black hair wearing a kimono[/url]. The Outsider smiled widely as she said, "̴͈̘̂̿̃Ṯ̴̰̮͛̔̏h̶̩͗͋̾a̸̞̋͂n̸̩̲̬̅͗k̷̨̼̟̄͑ ̴̼̤̈́͛ỳ̴͍́͒o̸̞̐͐u̵͎͌̊ͅ ̶̗͝f̴̻̜̞͌ơ̶̘̄͜r̶̛͕ ̶̧̈̿͋r̵͙͉̈e̵̖͠l̸̞̖̥̄̒̄é̷̯̺͍͠ă̸͜s̴̻̞̞̑į̵̑ń̴͉̖̱g̸̙͚̥̈̅͒ ̴̛̩͑̐ḿ̶͕͇̍è̸͇̆͘.̷͖͂.̶̞̊̌͐.̸̯͔̙̔"̴̧͍̜̔ "Now we can destroy the Coven!" "̸̛͚̹F̸͙̪̟̆̔͐ŏ̶̲́͋ŕ̷̯̲̻́̋g̵͙̱̰̃̅̋i̴̛̺ṽ̵̧͎̞̑̅e̸̛̩̭͗ ̸̧̻̲̈́m̸̥̏̌́e̸̳̳̺̒.̴͎͛.̴̨̙̾.̶̢̠̳̀͌ ̴̡͕͍͒Í̶̤̥̣̊͠ ̴̩͉̻͂͗̂l̵̪͉̋̓e̶̘͓̒̄͝f̸̬̦̾͋̚t̵͓̜̲̀̃͘ ̸̮̝͍̈́̕ö̷̡́͠͝u̶͎̥͚̾̎t̵̛̥̮̗͐ ̷̻̂͆͛͜ạ̵̮̀͗̚ ̴̞̆̚͝s̸̤̹̆̓ţ̸̠͉̃̕͝i̶̡͌p̴̡̞̎͐ǘ̸̻͋̔l̴̨̯̫̈́a̵̠͎͚̔̊t̶͔̑͐í̸̲͕o̸̻͛́n̵̛͍͖̑͜.̵̫̞̍̃͠.̵͇͎͇̃̌̐.̸̠̱̾͛ ̸͔̟͖̈́̈ă̶͉̳̭͐͛n̷͓̯̝̑͋d̶͖͋ ̶͓̈͝ͅḁ̷̛͌̚l̷̛̲̩̳ś̸͈ǫ̸̖͋̿̅ ̴̨͕̖̌I̸̯͋͑ ̵͎̫̘̓̔̓h̵̗̾̈́a̷̓͊͛͜v̷͖̬̌͘ẻ̴̗̼̘͝ ̶̞̰̳̑ṅ̷̛͎̺̘ö̷̡̖́͆̇ ̶̠͆̓̔c̶̲̈́͗ľ̵̯͔̖͆̕ǘ̴̪̭͇e̵͚̦͝ ̷̛̫̤̒w̵̡͓̹̓̇̑h̶͖͒̀o̸̟̟͗̈́ ̴̢͉͉́̕͝t̵̡͈͂͘ͅh̴̜͎͌̚é̵̥̰͐ ̸̦̗̝̃͊̍C̸̰͋ő̴̤͝v̸̮̖͍̆̔e̵̖̾͋̑n̷͙̤̬̚͝ ̵̝̟͐a̵͓͚̔ͅr̶͔͐e̸̫̎.̵̼͓̉̽"̵̍͒ͅ "And what in the world is [i]that?[/i]" "̷̺̪̤̓̒͘F̴̜̳̫͛o̷̧͍͉̎ṟ̶͎͉̔ ̸̻̇̄m̷͉̬̍̓ĕ̵̱̙̘̓ ̴͚̍̂͜ẗ̸̨̛̊ͅo̷̖̽͆ ̵̺̣̽̅g̷̤͇̎̂̎e̴̳͊̏̓t̸̞̐̾ ̵̡̯̀t̸͓̹̱͛̆͋o̸̦͙̿̓ ̷̤̎̏̎͜f̷͔̹̎ų̶̲̩̌̄l̶̢͔͑̕l̶͓̓͂̕ ̶̹̙̳̂s̵͚̪̆t̷̡͒ṛ̷̪̍̆̚ę̸̺̊n̴͚͇͘̕͝ͅğ̷̛̘̗͈̀t̴͈͇́̑̕h̵̨̧̭͂,̶̝͔͗̾̈ ̶̨̀Î̷̥̩ ̶̲̗̜̓͊́ń̶̜̿ȩ̸̳̦͋̒e̴̩͇̊d̶̼́͛ ̷̧̪͋s̷̥̲͛͑̈́o̸͕̣̾̕m̶̦̆͝e̵̼͂̍.̵̼̥̆̃̕.̸̰̟͒̃̀.̷̻̱͌͝ ̶͍͎̺̍̓̚ś̸͔̥a̴̧̜̣̾̀̃c̸̱̲̗̀r̴̬̎̂̾i̵̺͑f̷̟̆͂ĩ̶͎̽͜͝c̶̮͓͇̓ë̵͇̺̠́̈́s̶͔̗̼̒̏.̷̰̝̈́̎͘͜ ̶̭̽̊I̴̹̭̐ ̸̖̃d̶̠͕̟͆́͝o̸̝̰̔̎n̷͔͕͊̂'̴͉̥͍͆ẗ̷͕́͛̔ ̴͈̼̉͝k̶̥̲̭̈̆̽n̷̖̝̞͑̄o̶͉͠w̵̭̆̾ ̴̰̾̇w̵̢͇̹̉h̶̢͉͔͊a̵͈̦͍̒͌t̷͖̅̊͐ ̶̪̞̀̎̊I̷̦̓'̸̫̀̆m̵̨̮̐͂̄ ̶̱̙́ḯ̶̱̰͔̌n̷͚͎͕͆̿̕ ̸͓͑̎͊t̸͖̞̖͆h̶̡͙̼̀̈́̚ę̶̾ ̷͎̄̔̓m̶̠͓͒ö̸̫̭́͆̇ỏ̴͖̠͎̊ḋ̸͕͊̔ ̸͕̄f̶̭̈́ò̶̜̻͆r̵͕͗ ̷̧̩̕͠ē̷̦̯̋̕ḁ̶̪̀̍́t̶͉̥͚́͑ǐ̴̠͍̫n̸̖͚̜̾̑g̷̛̘̥̪̽̎.̵̡̠̐ ̴̪̥̬̈́M̵̮͌͒͒a̷̢̙̕y̸̞̳̆b̵̟̟̔́e̶̩̒ ̵̳͔̔s̶͕͔͖̏ò̵͙̓m̵̰̂̚ͅe̸̢̯̿͗͋ ̵̪̗̯̽w̴̖̺̽ͅò̶̥͍̾m̴̦̓ẻ̷͖͍͠n̵͚̩̆.̵̙͐͜ ̴͕̣̝̐̈́Y̶̹͈̤̔̆e̵̛͚̗̽̐s̴̛̞̯̯̈́̽.̴̰̽.̷̳͆.̴̞͍̪̂̌̈́ ̵͎͉̯̃̈́̾ḡ̷̢̼͎̃ḯ̴͚̈́͋v̵͕̤̎e̸̺̦̩̓̿͠ ̸̮͙̌̀̍m̵̱̝̀ẻ̷̳̈́ ̸̫̖̅̍̄t̴̜̙͋w̶̘̼͑̔̒͜e̸̖͑͂͒n̶̲͉̑ṯ̶̘̾̚y̵͔̱͑ ̵͔̞̟̏̒̄w̴̱̗̌ȏ̴͍̰̃m̶̠͔̓ẻ̸̛͈ǹ̶̗͚̤͑ ̸͓̤̂a̸͎̤̫͛n̷̼͎̈́̅͋d̴͎͕͝ ̵̗̬̍I̸̩̤̯͘ ̵͙͕̈́w̵̡̺̪̎͝ḭ̵̺̂̋͌ḻ̵̛̘̩̀͝l̷̞͎̞͑ ̵͔̽d̸̫̭̑o̶͈͘ ̴̬͚̻̈́̅̀e̷͖̠͝v̵̳̤̑ē̸͎͌ͅr̷̬̔̎y̴̟̬̮͋t̴̻̓h̶̢́͋ỉ̷̧͔́͘ͅn̸̛͚̼͌g̷̞͖̑͝ ̶̼̪͔͛y̴̖͐o̸̗͒͑ü̶̧͗̅͜ ̵͕̜̦͋̑w̴͓̃̑̓ȁ̶̺n̶̲̤͚̐̌t̴̺̄̅ ̵͔̘̿͋̉a̶̢̹̦̔̏n̷̯̬͂͛d̷̛͉͉͆ ̵̲͚̆m̵͚̬̱̏͊ȯ̴͚͙͊r̴̨̻̊̌̊ë̴̛̞́.̵̧͚̀"̶̩̳͖̕ Blake grinned as he looked at the vampires. "... I'm certain we can arrange something." [center][hr][img]https://i.imgur.com/nZKOe3C.png[/img][hr] [img]https://i.imgur.com/YoPRYxJ.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/Iqo5dyL.png[/img] [hr][hider=ZHU - Superfriends (Just A Gent Remix)][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ha_WQ6mI6iA[/youtube][/hider][hr][/center] The bass was bouncing and so were the asses. The club reeked of cheap perfume and fish, but Taylor barely even cared because this was the only place that would let them in without paying a fee. If they came before nine there was no entry fee, which was nice. Taylor was sitting in one of the seats... watching some [url=https://i.imgur.com/XtaVcj4.jpg]Hispanic chick with a fat ass[/url] work the pole... Taylor almost found herself mesmerized by it, still, she was missing something. Some fucking booze. The thing was they wouldn't let her drink because technically she was still nineteen. Taylor shook her head. If only she told them that she was two people combined and they should combine their ages. Good grief. The woes of being some kinda freakshow... Taylor shook her head yet again as she went out to look for her fellow strip club mates. And Taylor had to say; it was pretty lit here. They were probably kicking themselves in the ass eating shitty food that some disgruntled wage slave pissed on. Eventually, Taylor found Maya and she smiled as she put a hand on her shoulder. "... Hey wassup, sugar!" Taylor had to shout over the sounds of asscheeks clapping. "I bet the rest of the girls are just kickin' themselves right now! But, know what would make this night much better? Getting me some booze!" She chuckled. "Do any of ya' got the power to turn invisible or anything?!" [center][hr] [img]https://i.imgur.com/9H68YZf.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/dIfRnRE.png[/img] [hr][/center] Fucking [i]Red Lobster.[/i] They told her that they were going somewhere [i]even better[/i] than Ocean Prime. Emily knew that she should have examined the address they gave her! She got off the moped looking like a fucking [i]idiot[/i] wearing a fancy white dress that showed lots of cleavage and high heels. Having her hair up into a bun and everything. Still... she wasn't going to chicken out yet. Emily's rage subsided from earlier... and it was replaced with a new type of disgust and revulsion towards the Coven. Mainly Izzy and Maya - because it was [i]their[/i] fault everything fell through. If Izzy didn't imitate fellatio on Blake's finger, Phillis wouldn't have gotten pissed off. And if Maya didn't do whatever gross lesbian shit with her wife, well... they would be eating at Ocean Prime. Either way, there were some things that Emily needed to discuss with the Coven. That was urgent. However, Emily was hoping that Izzy and Maya were off shaking their ass in a strip club and the [i]adult[/i] members of the Coven were here. Heh. To be fair, they wouldn't be that out of place in a strip club. Emily chuckled as she walked inside and was promptly referred to the table where the Coven was. "Oh why hellooooo there, [i]friends[/i]?" Emily snidely said with a smile on her face. "So this is your idea of fine dining? Interesting." To be fair, they probably thought Dairy Queen was the epitome of cuisine. "Well, I think we have some things we need to discuss... is everyone here?"