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Post by lovelylunatic on Aug 14, 2011 14:55:50 GMT -5
Holy hell....Rocky, what the hell didja get yourself into!? She dropped the glass and leaped behind the bar, shaking her head and reloading her gun. Bullets don't work.....shit..... She swore heavily, reloading her gun and pulling a long, wickedly curved bowie knife from her other boot, putting it between her teeth. Shit, what was it that worked in movies? Nickel? Silver? Damn it, who the hell makes SILVER weapons.....shit. Maybe.....naw, too risky. I just need ta get outa here. Alive, damn it. There's only once exit, but the bathroom has gotta window.....but the bathrooms on the other side of the club!! Shit shit shit.....
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Post by pseudonymgirl on Aug 14, 2011 15:58:23 GMT -5
Oliver had slunk over to the corner of the bar now. He brought the rim of his glass to his lips and squeezed his eyes shut. It burned wonderfully and he couldn't help but fantasize if it was at all comparable to the thirst of a newborn... His head buzzed as he watched the slicing frenzy take place. Blood was splattered on the floor thank to the one with flying flaps of a trench coat and Oliver wondered what other injurious objects were hidden within it. He thumbed the black rubber balloon in his pocket and felt his lungs take in a big gust of air, the wild shrieks of the wolves struck him in such a way that he became disgusted. He glanced at the black-lipped girl who was struggling behind the bar with her boot and a striking but rather small knife for the situation at hand. He pulled the balloon out of his pocket and blew out. The bitter floury taste of it seemed to complete the moment. He knotted it between his thumb and forefinger and let go.
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Post by lovelylunatic on Aug 14, 2011 16:16:06 GMT -5
Ooc: A ballon?
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Post by summerdayzz on Aug 14, 2011 16:38:51 GMT -5
OOC: Can I ask for the posts to slow down some, since we have one member who hasn't posted yet. Don't want her to get too far behind thank you shoku!! i appreciate that sorry guys bit of a crazy day...(got trapped on the road cuz of a flood right infront of my street xD) Miri felt a wall press against her back, but she registered it only as something she could use as support before her attention was drawn elsewhere. It wasn't until later on she realized that her shirt was torn in the back, which she did because of the cool cinderblock touching her skin through the tears. The cool wall contrasted the warm sticky air, and the soft hot hands of Shoku. She held off as long as she could, but she had to break the connection of their lips for a moment. She was breathing heavily, and had a thing layer of persperation on her skin which glinted softly in the flashing lights. She felt totally buzzed, high off of the boy who was intoxicating her with his presence and the alcohol earlier. His hair was more coarse in her hands then it had been earlier, but she didn't notice. She looked around a moment, slightly disoriented from the pulsing lights and having lost all sense of everything because of being so enveloped in Shoku. Which was a good thing or she would have noticed the fight breaking out in the Rave, and the girl who was visible to the side of the writhing mass of people, holding a gun, and as well as a knife between her teeth. And if she hadn't been so distracted, she would have definately heard the gun shots and the snarling howl hidden by the intense beat. As it was, she thought something was off despite not being all that sharp. But she ignored it, enjoying herself too much. Miri's eyes met his at his eyes, which now appeared to be red, and almost giggled. Such weird lighting, she thought to herself. "I need..." She tried again as she stumbled over her own words, from her energy and the alcohol. "I need a bit of air." She slurred them ever so slightly. It was true- she felt suffocated in the thick air of the club, but she didn't want to be the one to pull away from Shoku.
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Post by Zaerox on Aug 14, 2011 17:27:09 GMT -5
OOC: lol this is intense. anyone mind if I write a quick entry with Eden, she could just hear the noise and wonder whats going on? maybe she could come take a quick peek at the mayhem =P she does like her mayhem.
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Post by summerdayzz on Aug 14, 2011 17:31:41 GMT -5
OOC: xD sure lmao but shoku nd miri are about to break up, so dont get spotted yet the collar is later on
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Post by lovelylunatic on Aug 14, 2011 17:32:47 GMT -5
Ooc: While I'm totally not incharge, I don't think anyone would mind if you kept low profile. I don't, and I sure as hell know that Rocky isn't doing much.....
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Post by fin on Aug 14, 2011 17:42:32 GMT -5
Finn ran off to the bathroom, bobbing and weaving through the crowd of people, trying hard as ever to gain control over her own mind. Come on Finn... keep it together... when she entered the bathroom a handful of girls screamed and hid in the stalls. Finn saw a reflection of a window in the mirror over the sink and skidded to a halt to avoid the now cloudy sky. She heard herself whimper. She took a deep breath and put all of her energy into morphing back into herself and out of this darkness - out of the cold, unfeeling, out of control monster that she was. Moments seemed like years, but without the influence of the full moon, she somehow managed to do it.
Finn scrambled to her feet and off of the dirty floor, and splashed her face with water several times before calming down enough to peek back outside. Before she did this, however, she gave herself one last, longing look at her perfectly normal human face, knowing that soon she wouldn't be able to control it any longer, and wouldn't see that face anymore.
When Finn glanced outside, she saw the black haired girl hiding behind the bar, knife in hand. Finn wished she were that brave. She motioned for the girl to follow her to the bathroom, but was unsure if she saw her or not.
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Post by summerdayzz on Aug 14, 2011 17:43:17 GMT -5
OOC: lol zae just totally stalk their ass. maybe snach a snack in the mayhem
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Post by lovelylunatic on Aug 14, 2011 17:50:08 GMT -5
Rocky cocked the gun, and dashed for the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind. Note to self, flirt with blonde drunks more often. She sun around to face her new comrade, taking the knife from between her teeth. Not, there was some explaning that had to be done. It was obvious that this girl knew a thing or two, she just had to find out. That much, was vital. SHe shook her head, and narrowed her eyes, spining the knife about her fingers. "Okay. What the hell is going on. Tell me everything." She said cooly, leaning against the sink.
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Post by fin on Aug 14, 2011 18:01:59 GMT -5
Finn's eyes went in and out of focus as she talked with her new friend, but there really wasn't that much to tell - drunk or not drunk. "Well..." she hiccuped and smiled. "There's a werewolf battle out there. I thought I smelled one, but I couldn't be sure... and then the vampires... hic attacked hic..."
"So anyway," Finn concluded, "I'm Finn and I'm a werewolf. Nice to meet you."
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Post by Zaerox on Aug 14, 2011 18:03:19 GMT -5
OOC: summer, he won't let me use the collar idea *sadness*, oh and balloons FTW!
Eden prowled the dark streets, searching for unwary victims. She needed to find Daemon sustenance, he was still regenerating from the holy water. Normally a vampire could regenerate within minutes from even a wound that would kill a human instantly. A hole through the chest, no problem. Body ripped apart, no sweat. Holy water however, those wounds took days to heal. She didn't want to leave Daemon alone at the vacant run-down house they were sheltering in, but he was so thirsty and weak. It would be another day before he was fully healed and he couldn't wait that long for fresh blood. I'll come back soon Daemon, just a little longer, she thought. Suddenly, very faintly in the distance, she heard the unmistakable howl of a wolf. Could it be Shoku? Eden grinned, she couldn't resist the lure. Don't worry Daemon, I'll make this quick. As she got closer to where the noise had come from, she could make out the sounds of battle. Her fangs slid out in anticipation and she rounded the corner. Hiding in the shadows, she stared into the werewolf club with unrestrained glee on her face. The smell of dog met her nostrils, and she wrinkled her nose, then gasped. She could identify one of her own kind in the bar as well! And look, she thought to herself, staring up at the sky as a cloud revealed the full moon, this was about to get interesting...
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Post by summerdayzz on Aug 14, 2011 18:09:28 GMT -5
OOC: awwww no fun
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Post by lovelylunatic on Aug 14, 2011 18:11:29 GMT -5
Rocky blinked. "Lemee get this straight. Your a werewolf. As were those bigass dogs in there. And vampire. And there was a they're havin a party. " She said slowly, convincing herself or attempting to. There's no such thing. Said one half of her mind, but she had a gut feeling that those things were not ordanary wolves. Ordanary wolfs tend to die when you shoot them. Therefore, not ordanary. She shook her head, and ground her teeth together. "Alright. Got that. How come they're goin all spaztastic and your still cool?" She inquired, making a show of spinning her knife up into the air and catching it. WHile if she was going to go all primeval on her the knife would do nothing, it make Rocky feel a bit more secure about her situation. She also had to know if she had lurked her in here to eat her or something... that would not fly well with Rocky.
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Post by fin on Aug 14, 2011 18:23:32 GMT -5
Finn frowned once again. "I... don't want to be...." she whispered. "That is not who I am."
A light glinted on the tile floor, and Finn knew that the clouds must have disappeared. She ran for a stall. "You okay there?" the girl called, but for a moment Finn said nothing. "Yeah...it's just...the moon.... I can't control myself when its light touches me..."
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