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Avalon requiem ( realm of seven )
DIR By: Kayis
Date: March 23, 2012, 10:12 pm
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The place acts as if it were a giant garden built up of the more
erotic flowers. twirling branches and thorn vines rest in all
places as fumes that like to tempt the weaker souls to sleep
plagues this place but it is simply that a garden. different
colored waters among all else the Mighty Atrios Artist of the
Ark rests in this place and he waits for the moment when he
shall lay his paint upon the world of mortals once more. now he
will rest in a vine of thorns laced of flowers and watch over
the center of his eternal garden. The demon God keeps no such
thing as Demons to protect him in this place for he feels only
one such as he deserves to come here, and to disrupt the beauty
of his majestic garden is the most eternal punishable sin one
might commit, one that will surely serve you a death sentence in
his glimmering eyes.
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Re: Avalon requiem ( realm of seven )
DIR By: Bellz Zalack
Date: March 23, 2012, 11:48 pm
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After the man fell dead, the woman’s pale lips twisted up into a
bright smile. Her slightly darkened grey eyes darted to the
shadows. Her pale hands clenching at her sides. Franny stood
there, confused on what to do at the moment. But she shrugged,
her long silver hair cascading down her back, and curled
slightly at the ends. She was a true beauty. Yet, with evil
intentions. Of course all that was ever on Fran’s mind was
death, and how many she had managed to kill. Chuckling, she took
a couple steps forward, heading into the trees, until she
managed to make a path of ashing up ground to a meadow. And
this is where she would wait. For? For her father. It was about
time that, Francesca took his spot. A slight grin appeared on
her lips again, she moved til she was sitting on her heels. Her
eyes towards the entrance of the meadow.
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Re: Avalon requiem ( realm of seven )
DIR By: Kayis
Date: March 24, 2012, 12:23 am
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Joyous how simply wonderful!
The mans words seemed to echo the infinite hollows of this grand
garden. Then as if he formed from a large vine and scattered
flowers the man stepped out of the tree and embraced his lovely
with a hug kissing all over her cheek. " oh my dear sweet sweet
Franny!" he called and cooed at her but then stepped back with a
much more sinister grin. " ahh but it isn't that time where one
would embrace their father now is it Franny?" His voice was
smooth and chilled with a unique charisma that seemed to scatter
traces of hostility; however he was very Hostile he was not some
jokester without a trick. " no no no indeed you aren't here for
your fathers love but much more his seat?!" he seemed to almost
spit the last words as his finger moved to toy at the spike
sticking from his chin. "Big responsibility to run my garden
dearest Daughter let us see how well you fare!" he growled the
final part as his eyes shimmered red for but a second and then
filled with black all accept a single blue pupil int he middle.
He faded and flowers flew past before he reappeared in his seat
long ways away from everything else. " OH FRANNY WHY DON"T YOU
COME SIT ON DADDIES LAP, JUST LIKE YOU USED TO FRANNY!?" the
words echoed the land and then it all began.
The first tree sprung to life near her as from the roots in the
misplaced mushroom filled ground seemed to form nix like tree
goddesses. In truth they were oddly beautiful with their glowing
green spectacle like eyes and the pink mist that covered them.
they had sharp claws and instantly they moved to face the woman.
one reached their claw to slash out her abdomen while the other
launched herself towards Francesca's face in attempt to claw her
eyes out. " come on Franny daddies waiting!' the man then
laughed in the most elegant yet maniacal way imaginable.
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Re: Avalon requiem ( realm of seven )
DIR By: Bellz Zalack
Date: March 24, 2012, 1:24 am
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As on cue, like always. Francesca waited to hear her father's
voice and when she did, she couldn't help that cruel smile to
crawl up her lips. This was going to be perfect! When she felt
her father's arms wound around her, into a tight embrace, she
almost chuckled, instead she glared down at his arms. The warmth
that his kisses placed on her cheek, only sizzled like a hot
iron being pushed into water. She grinned lightly at the noise.
Like always he seemed to have her exact thoughts down, but did
he know she had been training for this very second? Her silver
eyes glanced up, but by the time she had looked up, her father
wasn't in sight. Suddenly on her feet she glanced around the
area, seeing him in his seat. But than she heard the making of a
tree? Looking towards the noise, she caught a glimpse of one of
the tree goddesses. shaking her head, she clenched her fists at
her side, and finally spoke. "Oh, I will my darling...
Father..." By the time her words slipped her lips, she had been
slashed. Her eyes looked down to her abdomen, saw that her
black-like-goopy blood began to slither from the wound.
Instantly her eyes flashed a dark green color, and her irises
turned blood red. "Let's fight.." She turned her palm inward
towards her stomach, swipping some of the bllod from her wound,
and lifting it to her lips.
Her tongue slipped her lips, and she let the blood on her hand
slide down her throat. Making a throaty moan noise, Francesca,
quickly moved around, catching the tree goddess's hand right
before it could touch her beauty of a face. "You. Do. Not.
Touch. My. Face!" the rage in her eyes was clear as to why she
was pissed now. the tree-arm that was in her hand, could have
snapped in her grip. She clenched her fist tightly, and jerked
her hand swinging the goddess to her body. Her free hand moved
to under her shirt, and the edge of her leather pants. A knife
was there. It was a sharp knife. Chuckling, she gripped the
knife, and tore it from her jeans. She pointed the sharp end at
the tree's 'chest', thrusting the blade in, and yanking it out.
As she did, she caught the one who had slashed her stomach. The
animalistic rage that appeared in her eyes stared into the green
one's of her father's minion. "Next time, I'd be careful where
you touch me.." As she said that she gave the second minion, the
fate of the first. Taking a deep breath, she dropped the body,
and glanced toward her father. Taking two steps toward him, she
disappeared and appeared behind his seat. "Now, why don't you
show me what you got, so I can be proud to call you my
father..." She glared.
[[Anything I need to fix tell me!]]
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Re: Avalon requiem ( realm of seven )
DIR By: Kayis
Date: March 24, 2012, 2:04 am
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He laughed wildly as she finished the little boasts of his own
power with ease. " So i see little Franny doesn't play the way
she used to but my beautiful daughter must remain beautiful for
thats the secret to this place hehehe" Some would wonder what he
was going on about in his vain rants such as this but she would
surely understand. This garden was built upon perfection and if
anything not truly beautiful stepped upon these ground the
garden would claim it and the man she stood behind would go
entirely mad which would bring him at a level that almost all of
the Demon Gods feared him to reach. " oh Franny why do you have
to tempt me so it is a sin in " Gods highest honor to consort
with ones own flesh and blood yet you tempt my blood for
perfection should be with perfection yes!?" he seemed to growl
and then stood up instantly then turned to her with that grin
before stepping back and at his hip he drew them.
in their elegance two katanas appeared one was incredibly short
while the other far too long. though what was horrible of them
was the form they shown in spiritual form. A woman with hair
much like Frans moved quickly and began to rub her naked torso
against her father though she had a slight problem and there was
a scar across her one eye. He did nothing for now and on his
other side a boy with also similar hair accept he had a bald
spot at one point. He also held onto the man though not so
provocatively as the other. The woman leaned in to place her
lips upon his but as she did so he of moved his hand swift with
unknown justice and slapped her of her feet so that she returned
to being the longer katana. " hideous!" he squealed spitting
slightly and the boy without thinking also returned before he
would peer at Franny again. " I wonder how hard it would be to
wield a Katana with my mouth Franny?!" he hissed at her with
that grim smile.
Franny would realize instantly that those two were her siblings
the wives could not be allowed to live he hadn't even waisted
time placing their souls in swords however the precious little
sons and daughters he wanted to keep them close, and all they
wished for was to show him the utmost affection as slaves under
his will. " Now Franny I'm sure you know I cant have
imperfection so try not to get hurt before you die!' he hissed
the final words and took his stance before he swung the sword
and an eerie glow was faintly seen the wave of energy shot forth
in an attempt to claim her but stopped just in front of her
before he slashed again this one was only stopped a few places
behind but was much lower he slashed again and the wave rested
off side slightly but easily seen to be above the lower one and
slightly back. " ANNNNNNDDD..... RETURN!" time seemed to jump
into motion as all three of the blasts moved to sever her in
half in three different ways. she barely had any escapes
actually which made it all the more beautiful perfect death. the
problem with this battle was a single scratch on either of them
and the match could be over. "FRANNY IF YOUR TO GET CUT MAKE
SURE ITS FATAL MY LOVE I REALLY DONT WANT TO HAVE TO SKIN YOU
ALIVE AND SEW YOU UP!!" He was beyond mad but this.. this was
the true form of the giddy ol Happy Demon God of Seven.
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Re: Avalon requiem ( realm of seven )
DIR By: Bellz Zalack
Date: March 24, 2012, 9:38 pm
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Francesca felt that feeling in children’s entire chest when they
think they’ve made a parent proud. But, with Fran in grew into a
lust for that feeling. When she watched the girl rubbing along
her father all she could really think was how much she pitied
the girl. It was only a matter of time when he had tossed her
away from him. That poor thing, now turned into a sword of some
kind. Fran could only laugh at her misfortune. “She didn’t even
have a chance…” The words spilled from her slightly parted lips
before she could stop them. “Oops...” She grinned, and then
looked at the boy. He shared the same fate with her father as
the girl did. Shaking her head, she looked at her father. “I’ve
always thought if you’d give something in imperfection a chance…
but I’m afraid that you would never think to do something so…
Horrid as that, would you father?” Indeed, Fran was sweet
talking to her father she planned to kill. But she knew that he
wanted to kill her now, that he knew what she was after.
Fran knew the only reason she was still… Controlling on her own
will was because, she was perfect. She had the perfect eyes, and
hair, that matched his own. She had the perfect, attitude,
didn’t she? She saw him move, and her eyes slowly widened. Her
arm moved to her side, where one of his slashes went, she would
take the blow there, used her knee to go up to the other, and
her other arm to the last. Her eyes looked at her father and she
smiled. “That blow will not kill me, but for you father, I will
take it…” Her voice was only but a whisper, when he commanded
the blow to happen. And when it did, she got cut on her arms and
her one knee. Pretty badly, she wouldn’t heal from them as fast
as she would want. Her eyes looked to her father again and she
grinned, and wild and crazy grin. Though, it fit her perfectly.
“Now, is time for, the killing, shall I say?” Snapping her
fingers a green and red orb appeared in her hand. And it grew
and grew.
Until suddenly she was holding a sword of her own, within her
tight grasp. “Let us say, it’s my turn?” As the words slipped
her lips, she took two long strides until her face was an inch
in front of his. Her grey orbs staring within his own orbs. Her
lips pulled up into a smile. “I have changed my mind father; I
think I will have fun playing with you.” Her sadistic smile
continued to grow, as she whipped her arm around the sword
instantly was flipped in her hands. She swung the hilt down,
towards his shoulder, and if it hit, she would go and swing
towards his chest, at a very high speed. Almost bone crushing.
Only if it hit.
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Re: Avalon requiem ( realm of seven )
DIR By: Kayis
Date: March 27, 2012, 2:30 pm
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He almost giggled with glee as the strikes hit her. though they
left no mark all the damage was done from the inside out. " I
can't have you becoming all imperfect on my now can I Franny?"
He asked with a sadistic crazed smile and took a step forward to
see her withdrawing her own mythical blade. " a single sword?"He
asked with a slight tilt of his head and stepped forward again.
He had not activated his true powers yet lest that last strike
could have proven fatal to the woman. " here is an idea dearest
Franny become my bride and live at my side that also gives for
such tremendous power. Not to mention.." he trailed of as he
watched her and danced around her first strike with poise and
grace. his tongue ran across his lips as he watched her. " you
could give up on this suicide mission and accept my offer one
that you would live forever by my side. There are no rules
against us!" He bellowed out as he got himself ready to begin
again.
He would attack as he waited for her to answer him and until
then she would face lethal strikes against her. With a kick and
a step he was upon her though it was like a phantom seemed to
dance around her. He swung his first strike first aiming
diagonally downward at her left hip, but hen as he spun around
it changed direction to move upward slightly towards her left
rib cage. His other sword rested backwards in his hand for
defense if he needed it. His eyes shimmering a deep crimson and
green mixture as he spun into the second attack making sure that
right sword hand had taken the defensive for the second one to
attempt to cleave her right in half. "Careful now Franny getting
hit by these swords will help to add you to the decoration of
this place. HAHAHAHA STATUE OR WIFE EITHER WORKS FOR ME!"
+ Being hit by those blades turns that part of the body to stone
that will not break until the match is over or he commands it. +
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Re: Avalon requiem ( realm of seven )
DIR By: Bellz Zalack
Date: March 27, 2012, 9:06 pm
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His words only made Francesca growl lowly in her throat. Her
imperfect? Haha! That could never happen! Fran was insulted that
he could even think that. The way he looked at her sword, made
her even more angry, her eyes flashing that red color, a bit
more darker though. "Is there a problem, with my sword?" She
tilted her head, only to see him dodge her first hit. Shit! she
closed her eyes, but then reopened them at his offer, he so
freely handed to her. It was obvious that his words shocked her.
She took a deep breath, and simply looked at him. "You want me
to become your wife?" But as soon as those words slipped her
lips, she felt his presense closer to her. Francesca's body
froze. What was he mad?! He head turned sharply and she looked
at his strikes, her teeth grinding against one another. The only
things that were running through her head were as what to do.
Suddenly she twisted her body til she was facing him head on,
and when she heard his cheery-like command. She looked at him
and nodded her head. Before his hits were placed, she quickly
took a couple steps back. "Alright... Alright, I'll take your
offer." She gritted her teeth at how she so willingly, told him
she'd become his bride. "I'll stand by your side, just don't try
to..." She took in a deep breath, and couldn't help but laugh.
"Don't try to disregard my face..." It was the only thing, other
than his chair, that she cared about. Francesca put her hands on
her hips, and stared him down. "Is it truly what you wish for?"
She tilted her head, and smirked. "Or would you rather just kill
me..." She tilted her head, and her silver, silky hair, tilted
to one side, falling over her shoulder like a gentle waterfall.
She stood like that, her hands on her hips, waiting for his
answer.
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Re: Avalon requiem ( realm of seven )
DIR By: Kayis
Date: March 27, 2012, 9:27 pm
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His mad mans dance faltered to an end as he finished the first
spin and stepped in elegantly. His green eyes shimmered under
the light and the new feeling of submission. For her to gain
such favor she should surely be honored. So long as she stayed
just the way she was there would be no reason to discard her of
course. "Well well life has suddenly become valuable to you,
even more so than my seat it would appear." He quickly snaked
himself over to her discarding his weapons as he watched her. if
she even dared to aim a strike at him he would finish her in a
single move.
"It is my desire for two things of such absolute perfection
should truly spend eternity together not trying to destroy each
other yes?" he laughed aloud and seemed much more jubilant than
a few seconds before. " now come come." he appeared right behind
her in the next instant grabbing her up into his arms and then
reappearing at his throne int he middle of the perfect garden. I
know the way you teased me had some desire laced within it." he
smiled to her fangs baring slightly and he took his seat and
rest her in his lap. It was time to seal this He placed one
sharp clawed finger onto the place in-between her breasts and a
shimmering green light shown before the brand of eternity rested
upon her int he most beautiful way. In between her breasts was a
glowing green Seven. " Now Lady Francesca, you are mine." He
took not time after that moving himself upon her and taking her
lips to his kissing her wildly and he bent her lower and pressed
deeper into that kiss. He wanted to laugh triumphantly so much
at this point having claimed her having one and pushed her to
submission but there was no reason to stop what he was doing for
such trivial things.
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Re: Avalon requiem ( realm of seven )
DIR By: Bellz Zalack
Date: March 28, 2012, 11:45 am
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Before this whole battle thing had happened, there was a slight
doubt in Francesca she had a feeling she wouldn't be able to
win. Though, she wanted his chair badly, she wanted to be the
Goddess of Seven. Knowing that she WILLINGLY just stopped the
battle, was going to bug her for a long while. Maybe she could
have Astrios train her? She hardly doubted that, but soon she
would ask of him to. As of now, she had to play the part of
being his wife. When he had watched her with those careful eyes,
she watched him back. Though with curious eyes. Did he think
that after she just totally went down, that she would strike
him? Hah, as if. As if to show him she wouldn't strike him, Fran
lifted up her palms i front of her. The sword that she had been
holding, sizzled, and shrank until it just disappeared. "Do not
worry, I do not plan to... Hurt you." She smiled softly, knowing
she couldn't even if she tried.
Francesca had no experience with what to do when you are with a
guy. She had never been with one. A girl, once. But that was
just curiosity. And would never happen again. But, a man? Her
eyes darted to the ground, as she parted her lips, about to tell
him that she was a bit innocent, when she saw his disappear.
Where had he gone? Her eyes widened, as she felt her body being
pulled against his, and arms around her. This was exactly the
thing she was afraid of, actions like this and all she did was
stiffen her body up. And suddenly, they were in his seat.
Jealousy curled up her stomach. She wanted this all to herself!
Why couldn't Fran have been stronger?! That jealousy, quickly
boiled into anger at herself for failing to do a simple thing.
Closing her eyes in defeat, she looked at him. "Now-" His words
had stopped her. He saw the desire she had felt for him?
Francesca's lips pulled up into a bright smile, and she nodded
her head. "Maybe I should take better care to hide those type of
things." Her sarcastic manner, made her smile, and she took in a
deep breath feeling a claw on her chest. Glancing down towards
his claw, she watched to see what he was doing.
And what she saw below his clawed finger, was a green, it look
beautiful number seven. Her eyes only widened, and she blushed
darkly. It was so beautiful, and it was placed on her flesh. On
her! By the time she could angle her chin upward, to look at
Astrios, to thank him in some way of marking her this way. She
didn't even know what to say, but she would say something,
something to show him how much she loved the mark he gave her.
She just had to find out what that something was. Her body was
now being under his. Her eyes widened. Wha-. His words, made
Francesca smile. She was his. The moment she felt his lips
wildly against hers, something snapped in her body. That little
piece of information that she knew nothing about men, that she
didn't know what to do when with one, it snapped into two.
Causing her mind to go blank for only a moment, though in that
very small short amount of time, he had caused the kiss to grow
deeper. Her hands instinctively found his neck, and she pulled
him only slightly closer. Her lips pressing back into his. As
her eyes drifted close. It was kinda nice, not having a death
sentence on her head. It was actually kind of nice just being in
his arms. The warmth that she felt warmed her whole body up. She
found where she belonged.
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