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 Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2004 4:20 pm
((Until someone comes to the RP and says they want to be Jason, then I'll be Jason, so if you want to include him, then go ahead, I'll be him! smile ))
Anita:
A small smile formed upon Anita's lips. Her eyes fell upon Jean-Claudes sweet, luxious body. Her eyes were instantly feeled with lust and she was slightly upset that her eyes betrayed her. She loved his lacey shirts. They would've seemed feminen on anyone else, but Jean-Claude made it utterly masculine. Her eyes trailed lower for a moment, just above his pants, but she looked back to his eyes, thanking herself for stopping. She looked into his midnight blue eyes, they were human eyes...for now. She tried to ignore the adoration that his beautiful eyes held, but she couldn't.
"And the same to you." She meant it. Anita looked around, the cool air picking up suddenly. She hugged herself, watching Jean-Claude, unable to tell whether he was cold or not. She didn't know whether vampires got cold. "Where are we going tonight?" She asked. She wanted to either go inside the Circus, or go to where ever Jean-Claude was planning. Standing outside was just plain unsafe to her.
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Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2004 6:10 pm
Belle looked at the contraption that a minion of hers had rented for her. She had stated that she was trying technology, but this might have been extreme. A nice, blood red Kawasaki racing motorbike sat all by its lonesome, just waiting for her. Sighing, Belle glanced down at herself. She was not about to ruin an excellent pair of doe skin boots. Picking up the helmet, keys, and bag hanging by the handle bars, she walked into the obscure five star hotel where she would stay.
Once in side her master suite, she stripped off the dress and pulled on the skin tight, leather, red, black, and white body suit. Grabbing the helmet, she jumped out of the seventeen story window, landing gracefully next to the motorbike, her long dark hair flaring in the wind. Gingerly straddling the bike, she started the contraption, reving the engine. An evil smirk formed on her lips as she raced down the highway, though pacing herself, since her servants were soon to join.
Revenge is a lovely thing, Jean-Claude, and I pride myself on taking lovely things...
((Yeah, bored and wanted to make Belle go on a motorcylce...How am I doing? Yes, self-concious much.))
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Posted: Wed Oct 27, 2004 11:03 am
((Oooh, Belle and technology? Just think of the possibilities! xd ))
*Standing in the hotels lobby she argued with the man behind the desk. At one stage her English dissappeared and she was cursing him in French for being an ignorant son of a gun. Eventually she let one of the others handle him and watched Belle getting onto the bike, she smiled slightly - her mistress was really trying to learn more about technology. Giving the deskman one last glare she walked outside to the parking lot, looking at the entourage of cars that they had rented. Each were the same: Deep metallic red in colour, blacked out windows and silver trimmings an' all. Ferrari's - every last one of them*
((Eh I didn't know how to introduce her seeing as I'm making her from scratch confused ))
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Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2004 6:17 pm
((Since neither Anita nor Jean-Claude are posting, I'll set the story I guess...))
Belle's long hair fluttered violently in the wind as she sped down the highway. She could hear nothing but the smooth hum of the racing engine. An odd sense of soothing calm filled her, something she found very rare to ever have. After sometime traveling by herself, she could here the familair hum of the sports cars that Violet had rented, stating they were a "must have" when impressing guests. Violet could be out there, but she was a good servant.
Belle noticed the correct off ramp for the Circus as she past it. Making a quick 360 degree turn, she wheelied the motorbike, plowing down the opposite way of the light traffic. As she sped down the exit, she noticed the row of red sports cars and smirked.
Here I come, and the hells come with me...
((Come on!!!!! Post!!!!!! Hey Violet, is your character named Violet? I just used that cuz I couldn't figure out your name...err... sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 2:49 am
((Yep yep ^_^ you got it right 3nodding ))
*Following her mistress in one of the cars she smiled slightly, Belle certainly was having fun with her new toy. Another thing to add to the 'Must Have' list. Seeing the turn off she indicated, letting the others know where to go, before turning into the off ramp to the circus. Being followed by a number of other identical cars she wondered what was going to happen to Jean Claude and his little pet necromancer. Whatever was going to happen, she knew it would be fun*
((Eh, I have no clue what she's like so yeah... xd ))
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 2:57 am
((Okay okay, I'm here! Stop bugging me now Vi xp blaugh ))
*Smiling lightly at Anita his eyes held that darkness that had nothing to do with vampiric hunger, but everything to do with being male. He let her see that, because he knew what her reaction would be - the speeding of the heart, dryness of the mouth, other things that he become accustomed to with women*
"If I had known you were so eager I wouldn't have booked a table at Crimson Fire Ma Petite"
*He laughed slightly, that one laugh could send shivers down the most virginal of people. It was the laugh many had killed and died for*
((FYI: Crimson Fire is a restaurant/club thingy Double_Sins made up 3nodding ))
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Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 6:34 pm
Anita shuddered from the laugh, it touched her in places that couldn't have been reached. She let it go. Usually she told him to stop it, but felt it unnecessary for now. She looked into his eyes, she saw and felt the love that was there. But she hadn't felt that same exact love. She loved him, but not the love that she could see herself with him as to being the perfect husband and wife with the 2.5 kids.
Anita glared just a little at Jean-Claude from his comment, but she ignored it."Crimson Fire? Isn't that some new club in the District?" She would never call it Blood Square in front of Jean-Claude. It would've been down right rude.
Anita felt a prickling against her body, as if a soft power was being pushed against her. She rubbed her arms, but not from the coldness. The power brushed her body once more, it getting stronger with each passing second. Something was coming close, but she didn't know what it was. Anita scanned the darkness, but found nothing. Even though she saw nothing, her eyes could've been decieving her. Her right hand slowly eased down, touching the butt of her gun. "Jean-Claude...do you feel that?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 1:42 pm
Belle watched as her army of expensive sport cars filed behind her on her Kawasaki motorbike. A laugh of pure pleasure pierced the night and floated to the moon. Honey colored eyes filled with anticipated happiness and glee. She could prectically hear Violet's snicker, but she ignored it, plowing down the empty back streets. Many a lights flicked on as her group of loud racing vehicles raced down the residential streets inching ever closer to the Circus.
Belle watched as a ripple of power broke over her and her people.
Ahh, the little necromancer knows we are coming does she?
The beautiful vampire clutched the bike with her thighs and lifted her hands to the sky.
"Come my children, and serve me!"
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 4:58 pm
((Since I have yet to join a RP here in this fine and wonderous guild, I will join this one. Since the PMs are down at this time, I will post my character here.
Name: Sarkhan Tanners
Age: 31
Race: Human (Werewolf)
Work: New recruit to the 'Spook' Squad.
Special weapon, ability, or preference to things (like always flirty or something or you can put them all to just show off!): Sarkhan is a definate flirt. And he especially likes flirting with red heads. Though he is not human, he is a real flirt machine. His past is somewhat mysterious, and he doesnt like to talk about it much. Rumor has it among the Lycanthrope's, that he had been tossed out of every other pack he has been a member of. He hasnt actually met Richard yet, and intends on keeping it that way. Seeing as he doesnt like other lycanthropes. Especially Wolves. And he especially doesnt like Richard or what he had heard about him.
Dunno if now is a good time for an entrance...))
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 5:11 pm
Aersiroth the Fallen ((Since I have yet to join a RP here in this fine and wonderous guild, I will join this one. Since the PMs are down at this time, I will post my character here. Name: Sarkhan Tanners Age: 31 Race: Human (Werewolf) Work: New recruit to the 'Spook' Squad. Special weapon, ability, or preference to things (like always flirty or something or you can put them all to just show off!): Sarkhan is a definate flirt. And he especially likes flirting with red heads. Though he is not human, he is a real flirt machine. His past is somewhat mysterious, and he doesnt like to talk about it much. Rumor has it among the Lycanthrope's, that he had been tossed out of every other pack he has been a member of. He hasnt actually met Richard yet, and intends on keeping it that way. Seeing as he doesnt like other lycanthropes. Especially Wolves. And he especially doesnt like Richard or what he had heard about him. Dunno if now is a good time for an entrance...)) ((Ooh! Me likie your character! Do you like power hungry vampires like me? Belle wants a toy! Jk))
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 9:42 pm
((If I did, I would offer. But since Sarkhan is like me, a loner and a wanderer, he prefers to be free. To quote Metallica - Wherever I May Roam: Where I lay my head is home. So sorry, thats a no.))
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2004 4:34 am
Aersiroth the Fallen ((Since I have yet to join a RP here in this fine and wonderous guild, I will join this one. Since the PMs are down at this time, I will post my character here. Name: Sarkhan Tanners Age: 31 Race: Human (Werewolf) Work: New recruit to the 'Spook' Squad. Special weapon, ability, or preference to things (like always flirty or something or you can put them all to just show off!): Sarkhan is a definate flirt. And he especially likes flirting with red heads. Though he is not human, he is a real flirt machine. His past is somewhat mysterious, and he doesnt like to talk about it much. Rumor has it among the Lycanthrope's, that he had been tossed out of every other pack he has been a member of. He hasnt actually met Richard yet, and intends on keeping it that way. Seeing as he doesnt like other lycanthropes. Especially Wolves. And he especially doesnt like Richard or what he had heard about him. Dunno if now is a good time for an entrance...)) ((Uh...yeah, sure, you can join!))
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2004 4:44 pm
Sarkhan had long ago learned to control his changes. And he was glad of that. He stood in his apartment above Belle's forces, and watched them whip past. He was not in his human form. He was in his wolf form. A large pure black wolf sat on its haunches on a second level balcony. His ears rung from the noise, but he could deal. He looked back in his apartment for the time. Eleven 'o clock. Almost time for his stroll. He began making his way back into his apartment. Once there he wriggled through the doggie door he had installed. He had thankfully left the screen open. He walked to the stairs and down, then to the back street to follow Belle's stranglers. He was curious as to who this was, and where they were going. They smelled like Vampires... And he was not fond of Vampires...
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2004 5:46 pm
((I don't know why InnocentReaper has been on in a while, but hopefully he'll back soon. I'll continue the RP...but...I do need someone to volunteer as Jean-Claude. Until InnocentReaper returns or until someone volunteers(which if Reaper doesn't return soon, then you'll take his place), I'll be Jean-Claude and Anita and possibly Jason.))
Jean-Claude stood very still, it was hard to tell whether he was breathing or not. He was looked out into the darkness past Anita. He hadn't answered Anita's question for a minute. His beautiful face was masked in to neutral perfection. He hadn't shown any emotion, not even his usual mask of amusement. His voice came out low, almost fearful. "She's here..."
Anita turned, looking out in the road. Her hand gripped the butt of her gun, but she still hadn't removed it. "Who?"
"Me!" Jason came up quickly on the side that Anita wasn't watching. In the next instant, he looked down at his chest, seeing the barrel of Anita's gun being against his heart. "Jumpy aren't we?"
Anita sighed, she moved her gun. "You scared the hell out of me Jason!"
Jason smiled. "That was the point."
"You were lucky I didn't shoot you."
"You'd miss me." Anita looked into Jason's blue eyes. She realized he was right. She stopped herself from smiling, the unrecognizable power burning against her skin brought her back to the real events. Jason looked up suddenly. Sniffing the air. "Belle Morte..." He whispered.
"How would you know?" Anita asked. She hadn't looked at Jean-Claude. She was too busy watching the road.
"I've smelled her scent before...through you Anita." Jason answered.
"Is he right Jean-Claude? Is that who you meant?"
Jean-Claude gave the slightest of nods. "Yes ma petite."
"Why?" Anita asked.
"That is the very same question that I am wondering." Jean-Claude answered.
(Alright, I wanna keep Jason! I love the guy! lol, but plz...someone be Jean-Claude. I can do 2 ppl, but three....come on! It's a little fun though...I don't have to wait for many ppls replies for their parts if I'm more than one person. Oh well...is there a person willing to be Jean-Claude out there? PM Me...thx....)
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Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2004 8:26 pm
((I HATE Jean-Claude, otherwise I would say that I would do it. And I dont like Jason either.))
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