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Black Forest: Home of Roy Blayze
By: Evil Kitty Date: December 3, 2015, 8:15 pm
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The sounds of screams and shots filled his mind as he thrashed
under the thick sheets. His body drenched in sweat as he
attempted to somehow escape the horrid nightmares. Invading
countries. Killing man, woman, and child as if it was some
trivial action like brushing your teeth or tying your shoes.
With a sudden snap back into reality Roy shot up in bed to sit
up; heavy pants escaping his lips as he kept the tight hold onto
the covers that remained covering his lap. His pants slowly
subsiding as he began to regain his composure. Speaking out;
exhausted. "Mn... Another nightmare... Another restless night."
He said with irritation obvious in his tone. He slowly stood up
from the covers; his slim, muscled, body without a shred of
fabric covering him. His skin was a light tan and his eye a deep
scarlet. His hair was shaved low around his long mohawk in the
center. Strands of white cascading the tips to his pitch black
mohawk. His silver dog tags dangling down over his defined
chest. "Oh well... Time to work anyway." With that he wandered
over to the handmade wooden dresser. Pulling a pair of black
jeans and tank top out before slipping it on. Sitting back on
the bed as he forced the black boots onto his feet; tying them
tightly.
As he prepared to leave from the room he grabbed two pistols
strapped into a single holster. "Can't forget you girls." He
said as he clipped the holster onto his right thigh. Now ready;
he made his way out into the small hall leading to the living
room. Easily passing through the room without neither a drink or
food: too impatient to consider such things. He just wanted to
take his mind off of those damned dreams. They had gotten worse
lately and it was a constant threat to destroy his sanity. He
picked up a large ax stabbed into a table right next to the
front dear. Leaving the cabin into the forest. Several trees
around the house having been chopped down long ago in a massive
circle. Making a sort of forced clearing for him to see for a
good mile around. He made his way to the side of the decently
sized home: a massive uncut tree laying next to the house.
Letting out a sigh as he made his way over to it. "Well.. Let's
get started." With that he brought his boot up into a kick sent
to the tree as it rolled for a couple feet away from the house.
Immediately venturing back up to it as he began hacking away at
the wood.
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Re: Black Forest: Home of Roy Blayze
By: Damnedprincess Date: December 4, 2015, 1:02 am
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A girl with long blonde hair admired the cabin from a far using
a small scope. She was hiding in what was still forest a mile or
so away from the house. Day was slowly making its way now and
she would have to return to where she had been hiding. The girl
left out a sigh, "This man he is so boring, he just lives
quietly out here building his own shit. Why would anyone want
the fool dead?" The girl began to think back to earlier when she
was back at home.
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"Mistress Anemone I have intercepted a contract for you from one
of the Assassin's from the other sanctuary. Even gotten the
pay." A man shrouded in black leather armor knelt before the
ebony throne a young woman lounged upon. "Oh is that so good
job, the more they lose the easier it gets to rebuild this
organization the way it is suppose to be... let me see it."
Anemone, the young woman, sat up in the throne and the man
handed her the contract. "The target is a man named Roy Blayze?
He lives in a cabin out in the forest far from the city...sounds
easy." The man looked at her then dropped a satchel in front of
her as it hit the stone floor a bunch of gold spewed out.
Anemone leaned forward quickly and gasped. "Oh wow look at all
that money!"
"Someone must really want this man dead, Mistress." A spectral
ghost appeared through the wall and began to pick up the gold.
"Prehaps he is dangerous Mistress who will you send? I suggest
more then one.." Anemone glared to the ghost. "Waste two men, or
just go my self? These new recurits need to train. Please, work
on building them up I will be back in no time. Use some of that
gold to make this place dazzling. I want to see a renewed
sanctuary when I return."
----
Anemone now stood hidden in tree leaves spying on the man
someone paid so much to have killed, so what did he do? At this
point she was more intrested in him then in his death. He might
be useful, or she may be up for a fight. Anemone had to think of
a plan. She jumped down from the tree and began to walk back
deep into the forest to await nightfall. At this point trying
anything would be fatal, for her. Daylight meant no powers, well
as long as she was in the sun. This Roy character seemed the
type to be out until nightfall so attacking him now would be
stupid. She disappeared into what shadows were left into the
forest and hid. Night fall would come again and she was a
patient girl. Sometimes.
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Re: Black Forest: Home of Roy Blayze
By: Evil Kitty Date: December 4, 2015, 1:22 am
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Roy only continued to chop and chop away for hours on end as if
nothing had been bothering him. Only taking a few breaks to
smoke a cigarette or drink a beer. Though, in reality, he could
smell the woman in the distance. Even more so he could feel her
stare upon him. After years of military he had gained a six
sense for being watched. Whether it be animals staring him down
like a snake or a sniper eyeing him from three miles away. He
did not know where the woman was, but, she was close enough to
just barely pick up her scent. He was curious as to why she had
yet to try anything, but, only continued doing his work against
the tree. Once it had been cut up into bundles full of dozens of
fire wood he let out an exhausted sigh; wiping the sweat from
his forehead. The sun was going down and he could finally feel
the slightly warm breeze on his soaked face. "Ugh... I feel
disgusting." Though, he was too lazy after all the work to
really do anything about this disgusting sweat that suffocated
his every pore.
He walked over to the chair next to the front door; softly
sitting down. He reached for the last beer bottle in the case as
he popped it open. Taking a long swig before he slammed the
bottle down onto the arm rest. Reaching in his pocket to pull
out a cigarette; lighting it with ease. He took a few moments as
he puffed out the thick smoke from his nose. Looking in the
direction he had thought he smelt the woman from. He smirked out
in the direction as he leaned forward in the chair. Resting his
elbows on his thighs as he patiently waited; not even bothering
to reach for his revolvers just yet. He would wait to see what
this person was worth.
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Re: Black Forest: Home of Roy Blayze
By: Damnedprincess Date: December 4, 2015, 1:45 am
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Night began to fall upon the land, which meant it was time.
Anemone darted through the forest using her vampiric speed. She
only slowed down when she began to get to the tree she had
marked four miles from the home. She began to walk closer to the
house and claw her way up the tree to spy once more. "Does this
man just sit and drink all night? I guess I am doing this
outside." Anemone whispered under her breath and sighed. She
hopped down from the tree and pushed her long blonde hair out of
her face. She ran a quick test on her wrist blades and adjusted
her long sleeved black hooded cloak to cover her tight white low
cute blouse and tight black pants. She moved in the shadows, not
cracking a single branch and ended up in back of the house. She
quietly climbed up onto his roof and crept her way above him..
She froze upon nearing him. "He knows." She whispered and stood
up and walked across more casually.
"Quite the nice house you have here," she spoke loosening the
cloak and half fell from her left shoulder so only her right
side was covered now, "you built this all yourself? Impressive.
How long did it take you?" Anemone kept herself on guard as she
stood upon the roof looking down at him.
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Re: Black Forest: Home of Roy Blayze
By: Evil Kitty Date: December 4, 2015, 1:59 am
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Roy smirked as he heard her grow close on the ceiling of his
house. Most assassins chose long ranged weaponry. This one on
the other hand... She was a brave one. Whether or not this was a
good trait would be up for heavy debate. As she stopped and
spoke down to him he let out a soft chuckle out in response.
Slowly standing up before flicking his cigarette out into the
massive yard. Keeping his back turned to her as if welcoming her
to attack, but, turning his head to the side to look to her.
"How long? Heh... Not long enough that I mind rebuilding if I
have to destroy it." He spoke the threat in a very amused tone
as he took another swig from his drink. "So, I guess it's my
turn to ask a question..." Finally turning to her with a smirk
played across his lips. "Before we start this same old song and
dance why don't you come in for a drink? Nobody will see you try
to kill me inside." Of course, nobody would see them outside,
but, his beer was quickly running low and it happened to be the
last in the case. He was not quite ready to get into a fight
sober. It was too much of a trouble to take on clear headed.
Without awaiting her response he quickly slipped into the house;
closing the door behind him. Walking into the small kitchen
containing only a stove, a fridge, and some drawers to place
dried food on. The house was very bland on the inside. Only
different animal pelts, sculptors, and weapons decorating his
home. Though, even he weapons were of no use. The guns were not
loaded and the blades dulled. His only weapons were the pistols
that remained strapped tightly to his thigh. Pulling out the
case of beer from the fridge as he popped this new bottle open.
"This'll be fun." Swigging the harsh liquid down once more.
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Re: Black Forest: Home of Roy Blayze
By: Damnedprincess Date: December 4, 2015, 1:23 pm
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Anemone cocked her head to the side and smirked, "alright then."
She jumped off from the roof and entered the house, she noticed
a coat rack and threw her cloak upon it. Cautiously she made her
way to the kitchen taking each step with care. She could sell
the beer he was swallowing down. "I usually don't drink beer I
am more of a whiskey kinda girl." She spoke as she ran her hand
across the wall then counter. "You are not so bad looking.
Usually my targets are much more...distasteful." Anemone leaned
against the wall crossing her arms against her rib cage. Her
long blonde hair covered one of pink eyes and although straight
at the top as it flowed down over her busty figure it curled and
waved. Her eyes were defined by a black eyeliner and eye shadow.
Her lips were a pale pink with a gloss over them. Her arm
position squeezing her breasts tighter together. Anemone was
very thin in the waist, but managed to have some curves mainly
in her upper half. Under the clothes although she had many
flaws, mostly scars and a few burns from her past or when
assassinations went wrong. She watched him carefully. "Tell me,
you seem rather simple and you don't seem like one who loves to
be around people why would someone want you killed? Usually I
can tell with just looking at someone's actions but you. You are
much different."
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Re: Black Forest: Home of Roy Blayze
By: Evil Kitty Date: December 4, 2015, 7:10 pm
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Roy let out a chuckle in between gulps as he heard her words of
compliment; leaning his back against the counter to look to her.
His eyes scanned over her as he thought about the very situation
he as in. It would be easier to kill this woman and take any
money she carried on her. Though, did he really need the money
and the nightmares that followed suit? He only brought his
shoulders up in a shrug. "Not too bad looking, huh..? Well, I
could say the same for you. Most assassins I have had on me are
big men without an ounce of respect or concept of bathing." He
laughed at his own words as he placed the beer on the counter.
Reaching down to his side as he opened the cabinet; exposing the
bottle of liquor with ease. He grabbed the bottle as he placed
it on the top of the counter. Still remaining perfectly calm and
keeping his hospitality.
Yet, her next question was a bit more personal. What had he done
to have the constant harassment of assassins and military.
Somehow it was the easier of her words to come up with an answer
for. "Well..." He said as he looked down. Pulling out his pack
of cigarettes as he pulled one from it. Slipping it between his
lips as he lit it with a silver zippo. "That's a long story." He
said as he took that first perfect drag; blowing the plume of
smoke her way. "I was a scientific experiment. Meant to be a
weapon for military... My brother did not agree with that idea
so he killed them all. Every last one." He said; leaning his
head back with a sigh. "Yet, I was the only one who could no
stay away. I joined the military. Served them without question
as the weapon they wanted. I killed. I saved. And definitely
made my fair share of enemies." With that his head leaned back
forward to look to her. Reaching down to unclip a single gun
from it's holster and place it onto the counter. His eyes
becoming a bit of a glare. "Men. Women. Children. They were
casualties; that's all. But, I grew tired of the slaughter. So,
the one friend I made and I went rogue. We left the military.
This didn't suit too well with them; of course." He removed his
hand from the gun as he ashed on the floor. "So, pick your
reason for hunting me. I recommend picking the one worth dying
for, though."
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Re: Black Forest: Home of Roy Blayze
By: Damnedprincess Date: December 4, 2015, 8:11 pm
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Anemone looked at him while he told his story. "A military
weapon? Wait..." Anemone had a flash back to meeting the strange
duo Enqubis and Snow. She remembered Enqubis tell her drunkenly
about his father, something with an R. He was something like
what Roy described. Enqubis himself too. She began to wonder if
that was the brother Roy meant. Anemone shook her head and left
out a sigh. "I think I may have heard of this brother. Um.
R-Ray? R-Raz? Something with an R. I guess an easier way to ask
is if you know of an Enqubis. Blonde haired hottie followed
around by a blue haired puppy. Some black haired suited man
tells them what they can and can't do." Anemone looked at the
gun on the counter. At this point she was unsure of killing this
man. She began to walk closer to him but with a caution. Each
step she watched him in case he were to jump. She ran her finger
on the counter top, her black nails looked freshly painted.
She was pretty much beside him, the gun and bottle in between
them. She leaned her back against the counter. Waiting for him
to reply or try to kill her either way. "I'm already dead my
friend. My blood hasn't been warm for many years." She put her
bare hand out slowly offering him to feel that she had no body
heat. She smiled at him. "Feel for yourself."
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Re: Black Forest: Home of Roy Blayze
By: Evil Kitty Date: December 4, 2015, 9:48 pm
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Roy let out a laugh as she questions his brother's identity; his
head drifting over to her as she ventured closer besides him.
Hearing how she struggled with his name only to hear her speak
of Enquebis and the suited man. Shaking his head at the sheer
coincidence of her words. Speaking out in an amused tone he
outed the spent cigarette in the ashtray on the counter top. "My
brother Razor is Enquebis' father... And the suited man you
speak of is the first one of us. My older brother Max. I am sure
a girl like you got to know Enquebis real well." He chuckled at
the idea as he drank down the rest of the beer with ease. Yet,
as she spoke of her lack of mortality and extended her hand he
raised his eyebrow with a questioning glance. Looking down to
her hand, though, unwilling to feel it. "Hm... A vampire it is
then... Let's test your theory." With that he quickly slammed
his hand on the gun resting on the counter. With blinding fast
speed he pulled a single normal bullet out of his pocket and
loaded it into the chamber. Pointing the gun to her skull and
without a second thought... He pulled the trigger. If she truly
was a vampire this would be nothing to her. No worse than a
papercut. But, if she was not... Well, she'd be dead.
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Re: Black Forest: Home of Roy Blayze
By: Damnedprincess Date: December 4, 2015, 10:01 pm
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Anemone giggled and turned her face right when he point blank
shot her in the head. She stood there with and let out a groan
of annoyance. "Awesome real gentleman of you. Shoot me in the
damn head. I would say I can't believe you but you are far from
the first to shoot me." She put her hand on the wound and
inserted her fingers and dug out his bullet. She held the bloody
thing in her hand and dropped it in the sink. "So, should I
expect that again or are you cool now? Now I am going to have to
hunt tonight. What a bother." She rubbed the wound and shook her
head. Anemone looked back up to him and slipped closer against
him. Pushing her self tightly against his body. "Though
something about a bold man makes me a bit steamy. I like it
rough" Anemone whispered while looking up at him biting her
lower lip. Then she burst into a giggle and pushed away from
him. "Hmm. I guess I need to decide what to do with you... Hmm."
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