Rusalka

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you guys left me right the hell behind...

@chukklehed

We're sorry T^T ~"You flatter me my darling."~ <33333333 *kisses Rosalyn's cheek* XD I still say Rebecca needs to feel up one of the traps. It would be perfect.

The Blood Compact

More and more by the score the undead hellions descended upon the two, yet just as their wrathful and wretched companions before them they fell to the women's blades, their flesh seething and sizzling with every cut, every slash and cleave of the blessed silver carving through their brittle bones and burning them to cinders as they wailed in such horrific pain. The cute, timid young girl to her side, despite before protesting subtly her displeasure in slaying the vampires of which she shared common blood with, she was now entranced in the righteous slaughter of the damned creatures, her eyes, her voice, her entire demeanor a far cry from the cheery, adorable persona that charmed her beautiful, beloved mistress, but even this bloodthirsty shift in attitude, it wooed the woman even more as together, mistress and her thrall, they fought vicious and valiant against the hordes of false Nosferatu charging at them headlong to their imminent demise. As Rebecca whirled around and decapitated one beast in one fell swoop of her blade, she noticed a peculiar glint of steel in her midst, that of a freshly sharpened arrowhead...pointed directly at her face. Without warning she rose her sabre towards the neck of the opposing archer(Mithias) clad in his all black ardor like he was enveloped in form fitting shadows, the very same that seemed to engulf Rebecca's curvaceous figure and swarmed ravenously through her ice blue eyes glaring into his shimmering gold. Varmomere was his name, as the elder vampire woman could assume from the gilded tag emblazoning his left pectoral, how ironic given what he was. "Relinquish your dart from me, SOLDIER, or I shall remove it along with your head." The stand-down, it was tense, but brief as before either made a move upon the other combatant locked in their painful stare.... "Mistress!! Look out!!" The bastard nearly caught her off guard had it not been for the frantic warning of her thrall Camille. Quickly she sidestepped the ferocious newblood, only missing him by a hair fraction. No wounds, but a shrill sound of tearing fabric, unfortunately that of her blouse torn to shreds by the creature's passing claw. In seconds it was Varomere who skewered the vamp with his arrow, the deadly shard making quick but agonizing work of it. Rebecca merely cut her dark eyes over to the man, giving a slight nod as gratitude. Thankfully the creature only tore apart her top and not her bra, exposing her...assets to this male vampire, speaking of such, more males joined armed to the teeth, most of which had a few choice words to spout at Rebecca and her thrall from their licentious vocabulary, only making the woman turn her nose at them and scowl bitterly. In fact, just to slight them, she had an idea...a rather devilish one. "Mistress! Mistress are you okay?! Oh I'm so sorry, I should've stopped him and-?!" Without warning she grabbed flustered little Camille and pulled her close, dangerously close. Her lips fell upon the girl's quick and ever passionately did she kiss her beloved before the men, breaking her lips away and stroking her servant's blushing cheek warmly with a deeply satisfied smile, "I am alright, my dear. Thankfully the strapping men of SOLDIER have come to our...much needed aid." Camille....she...she didn't know what to think of this! The poor girl's legs were buckling as her lips were locked with her lady's and her whole body nearly went limped as she gasped for breath and slouched next to the woman who had her arms around her. Not to mention her face felt hot, blazing hot, and she was sure it wasn't the flames nearby. "You there, Varomere I presume." She called the male vampire's attention towards her. "I ask that you keep your men in line if you wish to continue aiding us. I will accept no more libidinous commentary about me or my dear Camille." And with that, she and her dear Camille turned from the men and faced forward brandishing their weapons towards the second onslaught thundering towards them. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "The only easy day...was yesterday..." Once the two had gone, that is when the shadow, a rather well built male figure, emerged from the dark, yet his form, neither eye nor hair of him could be seen to the naked human eye, unless he wished to reveal himself to his targets. As for his eyes, all it took was one simple blink and the mysteries of which the night of no moon obscured in sheets of thick obsidian shadows became clear as day in his vision, albeit most of it casted in a verdant shade of green. He crouched low, working his way out of the forest thicket, creeping silently across the road towards his next designated cover position, as the creature he had become stalking his armored prey. His eyes flashed momentarily towards the tank, making certain he hadn't been compromised already by his fading camouflage. Enshrouded he was once more by sweet, sweet darkness of the forest shade, but this time...he was so close to his targets, he could reach out and touch them. Tangos in sight... He whispered to himself, slowly and ever carefully drawing one of the twin blades he sheathed behind his back. Soon, just soon that perfect moment would come along. He anticipated it, the very instant the guard passed him, he would drag them in...and they would be never be seen or heard from again...just as he terrorized the Viet Cong in the jungles. The ghost, the shade, the hunter... But as Clint observed them further, he realized a grievous error in his meticulous planning. Plate armor. It won't stop a bullet, but it'll stop a blade dead in its tracks. Knowing this, he decided to sheathe his blade for now and just ever silently make his way past the checkpoint. So far so good he was stalking his way through the woods, just as his COs trained him years back....many..years back... At the telltale scream of a bird over his head along with the beating of chopper blades...it all came back in that one instant. ~ Ronnie!! Ronnie get the fuck out of there!! They're gonna nape the whole goddamn jungle!! Run!!!! ~ He shook it from his head, his breath becoming deep and ragged, hard as kerosene. "Dammit..." Quietly he cursed to himself in a mutter. Just from the flames and the smell of smoke alone, he could tell all hell was breaking loose in Kilo Point, looking a whole lot like Hue City did when they rolled in thunder and guns blazing, all those women and kids too...not a single one survived the onslaught, and the same could be said for these fundamental Jesus-Nazis systematically slaying every fucking thing in their path. There's two things I learned in 'Nam. One, good people are hard to find these days, and two...what God? Sure wasn't there when Ronnie got smoked...or when Julia died either.

Orean Cause (Moved to a new thread)

"Ehm....you...uh...thanks Lis..eheh.." ^///^ Oh nards! I didn't get her anything! I'm fucked! DX ~"Gratitude my sweet, but it is you who have captured my eye, and perhaps more. Ah yes, your adorable pink locks, your lovely tiny frame, and such adorable eyes."~ *nuzzles Rosalyn softly* *cracking up now* "Wait till she finds out, huh Lis." XD

I got a discount for expanding dong

@NarayanK

OMFG NO NK NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! DDDDDDDDX

Orean Cause (Moved to a new thread)

Good morning everybody! Ugh, I hate Valentines Day, and not just because I'm single. Seriously guys, if you need a day to be able to tell your significant other you love them, there's something wrong with your relationship. Rosalyn: You could snuggle me! *Laughing maniacally inside*

@FantasyDreams

That's about the way I feel about it Fantasy. If you really love someone, you need to show it 24/7 365, not one fucking day out of the year. I need to date again anyways. >.> *Snuggles Rosalyn* ~"Awww! You're so adorable my darling Rose! And you smell just as sweet as the very flower of your namesake."~ <333333333333 *dying with laughter on the inside* XD.........

Orean Cause (Moved to a new thread)

Evelyn - Number Zero Her eyebrow twitched slightly once this other creepy ass started gawking at her and just busted out laughing plain out of nowhere, or honestly just at the sight of Evelyn's choice of attire for the evening. "Problem?" She hissed under her breath cutting her eyes, blood red, sharply at the gas masked freak, thinking that any moment dark, shadowy tendrils were gonna come snaking out of her body and rip the asshole apart Elfen Lied style, concluding with her probably feasting on his still-beating heart and tossing the rest of his worthless, mutilated corpse down the hill. But such murderous thoughts were put to pasture when the guy(Dex) joyfully expressed his adoration for the same music as Evelyn, finally someone with decent taste Ev thought with a bit of a smirk. "Nice." She said throwing up the horns with her smirk becoming a wicked grin. "I was thinking more Children of the Corn or Puppet Masters, but not bad on the Omen." And what would you know, he was also keen on his flicks. Still, Ev couldn't help but laugh hysterical on the inside at the guy's mask, just for the fact he was wearing it around so casually. Still some badass head gear. Reminded Ev sorta of the Bogeyman from Downpour, or better yet..... "So what's with the mask, dude? You Jeff or Jack or Toby? Or maybe you're going to a Slipknot gig, Sid? If you are, I'm so there." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Matthias - Teaching Bad He merely glowered at the smart ass remark that was typical of a snot nose like Hana, even like his brother, and jerked the kid by the ear with enough force to damn near rip it off his head, and possibly shove it where Hana could hear clearly how much of an ass he truly was. "Probably because it's you two shits who are always getting in trouble and the headmistress barely does a thing about it. Secondly, go ahead and say to the police I'm a belligerent, improfessional drunk. The worst that will happen to me is I take a breathalyzer test, then I get fired. You on the other hand, oh, you'll be so deep in shit you could barely smell the flowers anymore, not that you aren't already, punk." Of course if such a thing were to happen as this drunken idiot blabbing off about another drunk, not an idiot, then Matthias would definitely be having words with the son of a bitch, words as in dangling him out a five story window by his ankles before dropping him to his much needed death, because despite the crotchety asshole's severe hatred for his students, he...very much liked his job and wished to keep it for the next few years. "So smartass, any more genuine quips you got for Professor Gray? No? That's a shame, I was looking forward to seeing how much more shit you could bury yourself in. Well then I guess we're done here, aren't we?" With a bitter scowl he dragged Hana, still clenching him by the ear, over to where Quincy and Angela, the lazy ass nurse and the derpy woman, were sitting along with Iyo. "Now sit!" He growled forcing Hana into a chair before turning to Quincy, "He's your problem now. I'm gonna go alert the headmistress of this incident and demand further reprimanding for the two." I could be painting instead of having to deal with this bullshit.

Orean Cause (Moved to a new thread)

XD Oh I almost forgot what day it is!

Happy Valentines Day Everyone!!!!!!!

To show how much I love you guys, Rebecca is going to snuggle each and every one of you....wearing her skimpiest Valentines lingerie ever!!

^o^ <33333333333333333

O.O!!!!!! *slams door and locks it* "Wake me up when it's Halloween again!" <.<

Orean Cause (Moved to a new thread)

Back and ready to rumble~ :D My sister is a new blood, but she doesn't go on much :I

@TheHangedMan

~"A new blood you say? Do continue good sir."~ <333333 "Please, for the love of gawd. Do not let this bitch get a hold of her." <.<

Skyrim RP

"It has been ten years since the fate of Tamriel was changed forever, for the better or worse. The World Eater Alduin has been slain by the Dragonborn, the civil war that had ravaged the nation of Skyrim has come to a end with the rebel Stormcloaks as its victors, The Emperor of Cyrodiil has been assassinated, and dragons have been returned to the face of Tamriel after hundreds of years of absence. But after a decade of peace a new set of threats to Tamriel is on the rise. Ulfric Stormcloak, the new High King of Skyrim, has set out on expanding the borders of his nation by pushing into Cyrodiil, which has been thrown into a power struggle ever since the death of the Emperor. To add to the conflict the Aldmeri Dominion is seeking to retake Skyrim by force, they have started this by invading through Cyrodiil. The two forces have locked into battle in the fields of Cyrodiil, spurring a new war between the Thalmor and the newly founded Stormcloak army. If this was not bad enough the dark powers of Boethiah are at play, spurring even more bloodshed on both sides of this war. What will come of all this? Will the Stormcloaks succeed in another war, will the Thalmor regain their tight grip on both nations, or will it all end in a ocean of blood for the Daedric Prince of Betrayal to bask in? Only time can tell."

@Saarebas

Now that is truly awesome! ^_^ *seal of approval*

Orean Cause (Moved to a new thread)

Rebecca - Clamjammed Spurned What was this madness? This...this mockery of the gods? Was Rebecca not meant to enjoy her lovely evening the only way she could, surrounded by beautiful darlings while she charmed and wooed them straight into her arms...and her fangs? Was it fate's pre-determining that this night she would go thirsty, salivating for one single drop of glistening crimson bliss upon her tongue? No...more or less someone had a particular issue with her lulling these adorable sweeties to her, the sickly lad mostly, seeing as ever weakly he tried to pull apart the vampire from her adorable little sister she resumed to snuggle and comfort almost nearly possessive of the cute girl wrapped in her arms. But then, here came the shocker, the proverbial thorn...no less like a thorn and more like the entire rose bush chiding the woman's irritable side. The blue haired one, try as much as she could to resist, it would be for naught. She couldn't, no mere mortal could resist the decadent and sensual charms of a woman such as Rebecca, and oh so close came the vampire-maiden to ensnaring yet another lovely thrall for her pleasure. How cheeky the girl was outright, offering, practically setting it on a plate for Rebecca to partake of, an invitation to her bed-chambers, what a perfect arrangement it would be. Soon, she would have the both of them alone, Kitty Kat and cute little Vicy. Ah, then the real fun could begin, but sadly....that was not the case. "Actually, on second thought, nevermind. I think it's time for me to leave. And from now on? Stay away from me. I don't know what you're doing to my mind, but I don't like it." ~"B-but I....you....Wh-what?"~ Rebecca, she was entirely flabbergasted, absolutely godsmacked at the mouthful from a pretty pair of lips that uttered such spurning words, such scorching comments. Just moments ago Kat was melting all over her. For gods' sake! She was even asking Rebecca and Victorica to her room, a smarmy invitation no less, at least how the vampire took it. But..but this? What happened? Now her cheeks, akin to a blushing bride, they were cold as the scowl that crossed those lovely lips, bitter chilling as the eyes that cut sharply at the woman, a frost Rebecca could feel encompassing her own two eyes. No, there was no way at all the girl was strong enough in vigor to shatter the vampire's vice-grip upon her will. There had to be something else, yes...there was indeed some foul play at hand. The voice of the girl, still sweet but a bitter bite like a finely aged wine, that peculiar inflection merely a dead giveaway. She's possessed. Rebecca, though her own blushing cheeks had faded back to a most scornful dark pallor, instead of wearing her own displeasing scowl, her succulent lips curled upwards into a most mischievous of smirks, and her voice...as always...smooth and pleasant, ~"Ah but of course, darling. You're nervous, I can tell, but I assure you I have no intentions to force myself like a wild animal upon you. I simply wished to know you a little better, but if this is how you feel of me, then...I suppose there is nothing I can change of that. It was quite the pleasure making your acquaintance, my cerulean beauty...my adorable Kitty Kat. Farewell."~ "You.... I know that is you, little ghost girl. A cute trick you pulled, you naughty thing, but it shall do you no good. Your friends, try as you may to save them, I love a good challenge anyways, and soon...I'll have sweet, lovely Kitty Kat crawling back to me again. Along with you, my dear. Yes, I can't really do anything too drastic with you, unfortunately, but....you'd still be quite the adorable pet to have around. A word of warning sweetie, never challenge Rebecca, because in the end...I always get the girl. Ahahahahaha. <3333333333333 As one of her beloveds left, indeed perturbed was Rebecca, but...indeed unrelenting she would be, her dark smirk...never fading once as she watched the girl leave through the door. Oooh yes...soon, you will all be mine. <3333333 Nevertheless, at least she had one to keep her entertained for the evening. Turning to Victorica she smiled warmly again, the endearing blush returning to her cheeks, and brushed her hand tenderly across the girl's cheek, once more losing herself at the touch of her skin, ~"Maybe we should retire to your chambers, my sweet. This noise is rather unbearable and so is the heat. I would much prefer somewhere a bit more...quiet."~ -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Evelyn - Not so Touchy Feely As cute as it was Lisa practically smothering the poor kid to death, Ev figured it had gone on a bit too long, and poor Saya looked like she was about to suffocate. With a small laugh, Ev flicked away her cigarette and got up dusting herself off and shambling over to the two. "Jeez Lis, don't strangle the kid." She giggled before...wait what the hell was she doing? She slipped her arms around Lisa's and gently pulled them away from Saya, of course not able to read any of the girl's thoughts for some odd reason or another, but still...she made physical contact...with another girl. Plus there was another reason Ev never liked to do much, her hands...or practically every bit of her skin. It always felt cold to the touch, even on days where it was warm outside, her hands felt like she had them stuck in buckets of ice for a week, or in her bizarre case, years. A soft pink finding its way to her face, Ev pulled her hand back and yanked her trilby hat further down to cover her embarrassed expression. Guh! What the fuck am I doing?! "Umm....y-yeah I'm...I'm like...really sorry about that." But why this sudden urge just to grab Lisa? She didn't even like to be touchy-feely with others, let alone even make the frailest amount of skin contact, mostly because of her curse. Damn, Ev could sure use a distraction now, and what better than some dude in a gas mask. Oh balls...another creepypasta wannabe Ev thought. "Psh...surprised you can smell anything in that headgear." She muttered rolling her eyes at the dude(Dex). She didn't even notice him fall out the window, but there was a bit of dirt and grass stains evident upon his shirt. "AC/DC huh? Classic." At least he had good taste in music. "I'm more of a Black Sabbath kinda girl though, and Dio, Priest, and Maiden. Got any of those?" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Matthias - Hell to Pay "Mnnnggghhr...what...what the hell happened to me?" Groggily the drunk awoke rubbing his head and skimming about the room bleary eyed with evidently blood-shot emeralds. How long was he out, and just...what the hell did Quincy do, the bastard? Last Gray remembered, the dimwitted nurse got snarky with him over issuing pain meds and his alcoholism before sticking those two pointy ass fingers of his to his head. He was about to raise a stink, Matthias, over first being called an alcoholic AGAIN and not getting his pain pills, not to mention, he didn't like to be touched, especially by the school nurse and the MOTHERFUCKING SEX ED TEACHER....who was obviously gayer than Ru-Paul. Then after that, like a lightbulb he blacked out and hit the floor, moments later coming to with that idiot Angela gawking over him, obviously perturbed greatly by something. Now...what was that again? Oh, something about a stripping student and a spiked bowl of punch. That makes sense. Straggling to his feet, the embittered teacher dusted himself off and refixed his jacket before taking note of the scene. Looks like Quincy worked his magic again on the supposed stripper, the dickwad's pants half around his waist, but oh who be this? Iyo, Matthias recognizing him from the last time he caught the son of a bitch up to no good, him and his brother Hana, and boy did he make life a living hell for them. Seems he would have to do it...again. And if one criminal was caught already, then the accomplice was certainly not far. A tad inebriated still was the Professor, but his eyes were like that of a hawk now, scanning vigilantly the room for that other little shithead. And soon...target sighted. As though a gust of wind, Matthias was already storming towards Hana with flames scorching his puffy red eyes. Firmly his hand fell upon the delinquent's ear and squeezed it tight in a death grip as the teacher hissed, glaring at the back of the kid's head, "Going somewhere, boy? I thought I smelled booze, and it wasn't me, because I don't drink that cheap shit." A tad forceful he whirled the punk around to face him, to stare headlong into the eyes...of judgment. It was just those eyes were also evident of drunkenness, but unfortunately for Hana, Matthias wasn't all happy-go-lucky when he was sauced. He was worse...way worse. "Well if it ain't Hana! What you sneak this outta daddy's liquor cabinet, you punk? Thought you could have a hell of a time and get a bunch of kids hung over on their first day of school, or alcohol poisoned? That's the kind of shit I would expect from some low-down fuckwit like you Hana, some poor delinquent who doesn't have a thing to look forward to in life. Surprised I haven't called the cops and sent your ass of to county yet, but you mark my words boy. You're gonna pay dearly for this little prank of yours. Starting first thing tomorrow, you're gonna apologize to Nurse Quincy and Miss Angela for all the sick students they're gonna be dealing with, and then you're gonna nurse their hangovers and be cleaning their throw-up off the goddamn floor. Also, I'll be notifying Coach Shezmu to run you ragged for the next eight weeks. Then we'll see if you wanna pull some stupid shit like that again. Oh, because next time I won't just kick your sorry ass into Oblivion, I'll have the boys in blue escort you out of the school in cuffs. Do I make myself clear you drunk bastard?"

Orean Cause (Moved to a new thread)

i noticed something. i only see old veteran rpers and new rpers, where are all the middle ones like that joined the guild half a year ago and also you can see people watching the page so you can see wherever there are new people watching that most likely want to join the rp soon Xd. Editing post grammar!

@liferusher

I did noticed that user viewe thing and I am like odd about it XD It just like why are you here? You watching us or something? XD I get paranoid a bit XD

@Destinyfailhorror17

EDIT: WOOOOO!!! HANG's BACK!!! And there's gonna be raep!! XDDDDD Creepers And hey! What's wrong with us old dogs? XD I've been here since the Old Guild, course under a different username.