Lord Zee
Vec@Dark Light Dorian's place
Ace of flames01
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STATUS: "What a day to meet the master, I've been waiting for so long, final day to meet the master, it's my time to go home" 3 yrs ago
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"What a day to meet the master, I've been waiting for so long, final day to meet the master, it's my time to go home"
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3 yrs ago
Current mood is the scream at the start of Safari Song - Greta Van Fleet
3 yrs ago
It's been a long time but I'm back and I want to get back to writing again
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9 yrs ago
GUESS WHO'S BACK (BACK)! BACK AGAIN (GAIN)! SHADY'S BACK!(BACK) TELL A FRIEND!(FRIEND)
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10 yrs ago
I have returned from the depths of hell and work! How long my reign of terror shall last is yet unknown!
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Yo yo yo! Was good? Ace is my name, rping is my game! I prefer fantasy, super natural, modern, sci Fi, romance (especially romance), non anime themes! I usually play hetero female roles and the occassional male role. I have a lot of time on my hands so I am usually free and online. If you have a thread you think I might be interested in then PM me dat shiet!
Overall, I try to be a very open minded, accepting, and non judgy person. I try to see people as people. I could care less about what gender, sexual preference, race, religious background, political views, etc. Are because it's really none of my goddamn business. I care about who you are as a person and how you choose to treat others. I will always try to polite and kind to everyone until given a reason not to be. You want my respect? Then earn it just like everyone else does. Don't force your views and morals on me and I will not force mine on you. It's that simple.
Overall, I try to be a very open minded, accepting, and non judgy person. I try to see people as people. I could care less about what gender, sexual preference, race, religious background, political views, etc. Are because it's really none of my goddamn business. I care about who you are as a person and how you choose to treat others. I will always try to polite and kind to everyone until given a reason not to be. You want my respect? Then earn it just like everyone else does. Don't force your views and morals on me and I will not force mine on you. It's that simple.
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FEEL THE FEELS!!!
@Dark Light
Saoirse was in a daze, her eyes were glazed over and were constantly wandering, unable to focus on one thing. However, she could hear him and smell his scent, along with the scent of another wolf. She eventually felt his touch against her cheek. She leaned her head against Dorian's hands. Finally, Saoirse managed to focus him; she smiled weakly. Suddenly, a wave of pain tore through her chest, a broken scream of pain followed. After the pain subsided, Saoirse was left gasping for air. A sudden memory of what Dorian said when they first arrived at the manor, followed by a memory of the security guard, flashed in her mind. She finally understood why Dorian had the scent of jealousy.
"I-I'm sorry.... I-I'm sorry... I didn't mean to make you mad... Nngh! I should have noticed it sooner... Back... At the airport... The reason I was stopped... There was a metal wire in my bra..." Saoirse murmered, her voice was quiet and hoarse, desperately fighting to stay awake; her laugh sounded dry and weak. "The guard... Noticed the hicky on my neck.... He asked me... If my husband gave it to me... I was so embarrassed... He told me about how his wife hates it when she gets those.... I laughed and told him 'No he isn't my husband... Probably never will be... But... That's OK...' Nngh! 'I... I am happy with how things are already... He's so kind... And gentle... And warm.... To me... He makes me feel like the happiest and luckiest.... person in the whole world. And nothing could ever change that.' He smiled and asked if you were the man I was referring to.... I smiled proudly and said yes. He told me to make sure that he knows just how much you care... and love him.... Because men like that are only once in a lifetime..." Saoirse closed her eyes and smiled happily as she held Dorian's hand over her heart, pressing it firmly against her chest. "I will always... Be loyal... To you... Dorian... I promise... I promise... So... Don't cry... Don't cry... I was born to last... OK...? So no more crying...." Her voice slowly faded away, becoming softer... And softer... Until it stopped altogether and her body fell limp. He breath and her heartbeat was slow, practically nonexistent, as her mind reeled and slipped into unconsciousness.
When Saoirse finally reawoke, she was back in her bedroom. She slowly sat up, wincing, her entire body was sore and felt like hell. She blinked slowly and combed her fingers through her hair, then scratched the back of her head as she looked around her room, trying to figure out where she was. "I'm back home... I wonder how long I was out..." She thought silently.
Saoirse was in a daze, her eyes were glazed over and were constantly wandering, unable to focus on one thing. However, she could hear him and smell his scent, along with the scent of another wolf. She eventually felt his touch against her cheek. She leaned her head against Dorian's hands. Finally, Saoirse managed to focus him; she smiled weakly. Suddenly, a wave of pain tore through her chest, a broken scream of pain followed. After the pain subsided, Saoirse was left gasping for air. A sudden memory of what Dorian said when they first arrived at the manor, followed by a memory of the security guard, flashed in her mind. She finally understood why Dorian had the scent of jealousy.
"I-I'm sorry.... I-I'm sorry... I didn't mean to make you mad... Nngh! I should have noticed it sooner... Back... At the airport... The reason I was stopped... There was a metal wire in my bra..." Saoirse murmered, her voice was quiet and hoarse, desperately fighting to stay awake; her laugh sounded dry and weak. "The guard... Noticed the hicky on my neck.... He asked me... If my husband gave it to me... I was so embarrassed... He told me about how his wife hates it when she gets those.... I laughed and told him 'No he isn't my husband... Probably never will be... But... That's OK...' Nngh! 'I... I am happy with how things are already... He's so kind... And gentle... And warm.... To me... He makes me feel like the happiest and luckiest.... person in the whole world. And nothing could ever change that.' He smiled and asked if you were the man I was referring to.... I smiled proudly and said yes. He told me to make sure that he knows just how much you care... and love him.... Because men like that are only once in a lifetime..." Saoirse closed her eyes and smiled happily as she held Dorian's hand over her heart, pressing it firmly against her chest. "I will always... Be loyal... To you... Dorian... I promise... I promise... So... Don't cry... Don't cry... I was born to last... OK...? So no more crying...." Her voice slowly faded away, becoming softer... And softer... Until it stopped altogether and her body fell limp. He breath and her heartbeat was slow, practically nonexistent, as her mind reeled and slipped into unconsciousness.
When Saoirse finally reawoke, she was back in her bedroom. She slowly sat up, wincing, her entire body was sore and felt like hell. She blinked slowly and combed her fingers through her hair, then scratched the back of her head as she looked around her room, trying to figure out where she was. "I'm back home... I wonder how long I was out..." She thought silently.
@Dark Light huh? I thought I said it was a wearhouse... *rereads my post*
@Dark Light heh heh heh heh heh sorry XD and yeah unlike Darian, she isn't soft and doesn't play around XD Go go radshaw brothers!
Edit: wait... Since Clayton bit Darian wouldn't that make him a werewolf? Then again Clayton was bitten not born so it would make sense for him to not be able to change humans...
Edit 2: oh I should probably mention that I forgot to mention that the blade impaling Saoirse is made of silver so yeah.... Just thought I would mention that XD
Edit: wait... Since Clayton bit Darian wouldn't that make him a werewolf? Then again Clayton was bitten not born so it would make sense for him to not be able to change humans...
Edit 2: oh I should probably mention that I forgot to mention that the blade impaling Saoirse is made of silver so yeah.... Just thought I would mention that XD
@Dark Light
A few hours had passed since her kidnapper had disappeared and Saoirse's vision had already started to blur, she had slowly bled out and it was now starting to catch up with her. She was going to loose consciousness eventually and when that happened, she would choke to death; her noose had to be removed and quickly.
Using every ounce of will power in her body, Saoirse leaned forward as far as she could towards the ground, pushing some of the silver blade out of her back; more blood gushed out from her back and chest. The blade made a quiet hissing noise as burns started to rapidly appear and grow on Saoirse's chest and back. They pain was indescribable, she desprately wanted to scream but she couldn't stop. She raised her arms up, pressing her rope restraints against the blade. Slowly but surely, she managed to cut away at her restraints.
She could barely make out shapes by the time her hands were finally free, as she felt her neck for the noose. Once she found it, Saoirse pulled it off of her neck. She tried to stand up, her mind reeled, then she collapsed on her side; the blade, still protruding from her chest, pressed against firmly against her heart and lung. Saoirse had to keep trying. She stood up again and again, each time moving a few steps closer to the exit, and each time falling into a puddle of her own blood as she continued to bleed out and worsen her injuries by repeatedly standing and falling. The only thing keeping her awake, the only thing keeping her alive, was the pain and the thought of Darian as she inched closer to him.
A few hours had passed since her kidnapper had disappeared and Saoirse's vision had already started to blur, she had slowly bled out and it was now starting to catch up with her. She was going to loose consciousness eventually and when that happened, she would choke to death; her noose had to be removed and quickly.
Using every ounce of will power in her body, Saoirse leaned forward as far as she could towards the ground, pushing some of the silver blade out of her back; more blood gushed out from her back and chest. The blade made a quiet hissing noise as burns started to rapidly appear and grow on Saoirse's chest and back. They pain was indescribable, she desprately wanted to scream but she couldn't stop. She raised her arms up, pressing her rope restraints against the blade. Slowly but surely, she managed to cut away at her restraints.
She could barely make out shapes by the time her hands were finally free, as she felt her neck for the noose. Once she found it, Saoirse pulled it off of her neck. She tried to stand up, her mind reeled, then she collapsed on her side; the blade, still protruding from her chest, pressed against firmly against her heart and lung. Saoirse had to keep trying. She stood up again and again, each time moving a few steps closer to the exit, and each time falling into a puddle of her own blood as she continued to bleed out and worsen her injuries by repeatedly standing and falling. The only thing keeping her awake, the only thing keeping her alive, was the pain and the thought of Darian as she inched closer to him.
@BlackPanther yay~! It's so good~! XD *continues to pet you*
@BlackPanther *pets you while on the ground* how are ya?
I found this on Facebook and I was like... Holy shit.
What's worse is it's on the person's wrist!
What's worse is it's on the person's wrist!
@BlackPanther *suplexes you* hi XD
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