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Post by EZAEL SILVIUS NORWOOD on Feb 28, 2011 19:24:00 GMT -6
did you make disease,
and the diamond blue? [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,440,true]
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Vulrik’s Tower, a mystery in its self. Ezael loved a good riddle, a puzzle to solve and he had all the time in the world to solve them thanks to the goddess that made them Nataz. He heard rumours that the goddess walked the earth making riddles like this. If Ezael was a worshiping kind of man he would pray to the goddess of the moon but he wasn’t. So here he stood out side in a world covered by night, daylight had not touched the now dieing grass since the Dark Queen came to powers. This worked well for him, he spent more time out of the house this way, and he could bring his cat out more who at the moment was sitting on one of the white stones with the symbol on it. “Eywen.” He called to the cat crouching making his tall form smaller holding out a long arm to the cat. The black cat rose stretching jumped down and walked over to its owner. Ezael picked him up and pet the long fur. “No mice for you to play with hum? Maybe find you a nice bird.”
Blue eyes looked around, for any sign of movement. Eywen the cat moved ears twitching a little looking around like his owner was. Eywen was much like Ezael then Dom would be happy with. Long time ago Ezael saw the power of death on a pet he had, he accidently killed it, he didn’t want that to happen to Eywen so he did what most vampires would frown upon, he made his cat into a vampire just like him. Now both owner and pet acted on instanced both hunters with keen eyes hearing and smell was better for the cat. Ezael was not fond of company, only a select few were in his social circle. So there was a part of him that was watching for when someone intruded them. Maybe they would think he was crazy out here with a cat, maybe he was crazy, he was old, quite old, long time ago stopped counting the years. He set the cat down “Go feed Eywen, catch a rat or a bird.” The cat gave a meow and went off to hunt for a meal.
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Post by bella on Mar 1, 2011 10:31:39 GMT -6
Bella cautiously walked, picking her way carefully through the dying grass. Her simple white dress was miraculously clean, weird with as much time as she spent sleeping on the ground where she fell. She shivered, cold, she was always cold, it could be the hottest day in the middle of the summer and she would still be freezing. There was so much different about Bella from other people. Stupid curse, she would never have a normal life if she couldn't find her love.
Bella's bare foot caught on something and she fell. She swore under her breath and picked herself back up, looking around her as she did. Dead grass all around, along with weird, white stones with symbols on them. She looked up at the tower and wondered what the story behind it was. It was so strange, empty and silent, like a ghost haunted its damp hallways. Probably did, too. No way she would set foot in there.
Bella jumped back with a squeak when she saw a pair of blue eyes looking at her through the darkness. Where did they come from? And what was their owner? Bella cautiously walked forward, making not a sound as she stepped across the dying ground. She saw a vampire, or at least she guessed it was a vampire, standing by the tower. He was alone, and everything was quiet. Should she go talk to him? Would he hurt her? Was it safe to go talk to him? Maybe he could help her find whoever it was that she had been searching for for the past few years of her life.
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Post by EZAEL SILVIUS NORWOOD on Mar 1, 2011 19:18:57 GMT -6
did you make disease,
and the diamond blue? [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,440,true]
[atrb=height,350,true][atrb=cellpadding,6px,true][cs=2][atrb=background,http://i27.tinypic.com/ossaht.jpg,true]did you make Mankind after we made you? |
Ezael knew there was some one there before he saw them. The sent came to him the smell of warm blood under skin. He then saw her, she wasn’t much to look at, dark hair pale skin, dressed in white, who wore white these days anyway, virgins being sacrificed to a greedy god, or a goddess who was fooling them self. Between the sent of life on her and the color that made her stand out like a sore thumb made her a target. The vampire was a little surprised that she was still alive, that some one didn’t make her into a meal, stain that dress with her own blood. A smirk tugged at his lips as he moved toward her, blue eyes taking on a red hue, fangs becoming longer. He had not fed and it seemed luck was on his side, sending him a little lamb.
“Little Lamb seems you are far way from home.” He said his voice in a taunting tone. He mocked his prey, he was mean to them, why should he be nice, they were going to die any way. “Surprised a lamb like you wandered all the way into a lions den, not to smart are you, coming to the home of the very creature who would hunt you.” He moved then, in a blink of an eye his was face to face with her he reached to grab her by the chin to make her look up at him. “Will you scream for me?” Ezael grinned, teeth showing, he had an evil look to him, this girl was at the wrong place at the wrong time and he was going to make sure she knew that before he squeezed the life out of her and left her corps here to rot.
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Post by bella on Mar 7, 2011 17:42:45 GMT -6
| [atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 450px; background: url(http://i55.tinypic.com/zswr3l.jpg); border-style: solid; border-width: 1px; border-color: #660066, bTable] AND A SONG SOMEONE SANG once upon a december "Maybe I'm not one of the smartest, but scream I will not. With as much as I have been through, being frightened is just not my style. But if I'm not smart, at the very least, I am not dumb. Yes, you are a vampire, and I'm sure you're hungry. But I am sure you would be a better end to my life then what Tamat has in store for me. So with my one last request to be for you to finish it quickly, I am satisfied. Death is not an end, but another beginning," Bella stated quietly. Her voice wavered not an inch. She looked the vampire straight in the eye, no shame or fear anywhere on her face. She was not scared of the vampire. Why should she be? He was just looking for food, same as any other person.
Yes, it could be said that Bella was insane. She wouldn't deny it either. Having been cursed by Tamat and having to sleep all day left Bella with barely any human contact. She was left alone, and anyone left with just their own thoughts for longer than a few days would undoubtedly be driven insane. So of course, Bella was not scared of the vampire before her. She was not scared of death. At least then she would not be left to the horrible end Tamat had in store for her. Oh the pain that the goddess had told her of, the uncomfortableness, the discomfort, the pain. No sleep would ever be that horrible, that painfilled. Anything else was welcome in Bella's eyes.  | [atrb=style, height: 80px; overflow: auto; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px; border-color: #660066; background-color: #ffffff; font-family: georgia; color: #000000; text-align: justify; padding: 5px;]TAG;; Ezael
LYRIC;; once upon a december, anastasia, liz callaway
NOTES;; Bella is a veryyy strange girl
CREDIT;; this table was made by britz of ote don't steal |
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Post by EZAEL SILVIUS NORWOOD on Mar 7, 2011 20:05:50 GMT -6
did you make disease, and the diamond blue? [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,440,true]
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Little did she know telling him she would not scream would turn this into a fun little game. The smirk turned a little twisted as his nails dug into her skin. “Tamat, not the smartest thing to do, piss off a god, see another man pissed off a god, Nazta, they were lovers but another goddess got in the way and our pretty moon one found out, cursed him to a life of darkness, the birth of vampires, but no, see I don’t make final wishes, I don’t do death quick an easy after the little lamb tells me they will not scream, this will last for as long as I want it to and I will enjoy it greatly.” Ezael let her face go, he took a step back and looked her over, he began to circle her sizing up his prey. “First, I am going to stain that white dress of you, spill blood all over it, get it all muddy, then I will feed till you pass out, but you won’t die not yet, because you will scream for me, and I won’t let you die till you do.”
Creatures that did not fear death made no sense to Ezael, but she was young she did not live long enough to enjoy life, and might be the goddess and what ever she did to the girl. But even then, a creature who did not value their life deserved not to have one so Ezael would end hers and he would enjoy it. A smirk grew on his face, the side the stitches were pained on. A mockery of a Chelsea smile, to grin from ear to ear. Maybe he would give her a grin from ear to ear, put a smile on her face. His hand moved to the Dragons’ Dagger he kept on him. A finger ran down the hilt as he watched her taking out the dagger running the tip over the mark on his own cheek cutting the skin slightly to cause blood. Th wound healed as quickly as he made it. “Well little lamb how do you like that plan? Maybe I will even put a smile on your face.” He laughed and took a step closer to her. “I hope you try and run.”
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Post by bella on Mar 17, 2011 21:01:37 GMT -6
| [atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 450px; background: url(http://i55.tinypic.com/zswr3l.jpg); border-style: solid; border-width: 1px; border-color: #660066, bTable] AND A SONG SOMEONE SANG once upon a december "Run I will not. I am not a coward, if I run into a problem, I stay and face it." Bella looked over at the vampire, watching him. Cruelty covered him like a fog, and Bella could tell that he was just playing with her. He could snap her neck in a flash if he wished. She really was a little lamb next to him. But even a lamb could keep itself alive, and that was just what Bella planned to do. No matter what she said, she wanted to live, she wanted to find her love. Bella wanted to be normal. It was her one desire, to finally be a normal girl again. So she thought of a plan, right then and there.
"If you're looking for a game of sorts, then I have a propsition for you. You want to get a scream from me, so you have to keep me alive as long as it takes you to get a scream to pass from my lips. Until the day that happens, you have to keep me alive, meaning you must feed me and provide me with those such necessities. But you can do whatever you wish with me, as long as it doesn't kill me. You could make me your personal slave if you wish. But until a scream passes my lips, you have to keep my alive. Sounds like something you'd find...interesting, maybe?" Bella sincerely hoped the vampire would take the offer. Then maybe she'd have a chance for rescue. She didn't really want to be his personal slave, but if that's what it took to stay alive, she'd do it. She knew she wouldn't let the scream out. She'd dealt with pain before, lots of it. She knew how to handle it. Maybe a whimper or such every once in a while, but no screams. | [atrb=style, height: 80px; overflow: auto; border-style: solid; border-width: 1px; border-color: #660066; background-color: #ffffff; font-family: georgia; color: #000000; text-align: justify; padding: 5px;]TAG;; Ezael
LYRIC;; once upon a december, anastasia, liz callaway
NOTES;; N/A
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