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Thread: Ghostly Love (Lord Dakol and I)

Dirune's attention flickered over to the girl as she floated into the wall, sounding as if she was about to cry. This action made him stop, making him thinking deeply. Wait... if she wasn't real, then he wouldn't have made her sad she would have just left. His eyes widened at the realization, but of course still had a tough time coming to terms with it. Standing up, he awkwardly strode over to the wall and prepared himself. Then, clearing his throat, Dirune knocked lightly on the wall. Uh, listen... I didn't mean to make you sad it's just- ... you have to understand that I don't speaks to ghosts that often, he said with a chuckle, feeling a bit foolish for talking to a wall. You can come out... y'know? he said, waiting for a response.
Thread: Ghostly Love (Lord Dakol and I)

Hearing his words made her feel a bit better but she knew that he probably wouldn't accept her for a while, if at all. Poking her head through the wall a bit, she looked down at the floor and sighed. I know...I can imagine its weird but I guess I got so excited I forgot to think about how you felt. She explained then moved out of the wall and floated around him. I'll try to be respectful of your feelings from now on. Yuriko said, not in a much more cheerful tone, and then walked around the room. Ya know... in some of the other rooms, there's some furniture that was left over. A couple of dressers, a regular bed and a TV but I'm not sure it works... She looked at him and smiled happily. We should get that stuff and bring it over here if you don't have any for yourself! She suggested as she gave a little hop and twirled around again. I can unlock the doors from the inside for you. The manager won't mind. He never comes here. Yuriko mentioned whilst looked over at his clothes. Plus, it'll be nice to put your clothes somewhere other than the floor or the suitcases.
Thread: Ghostly Love (Lord Dakol and I)

Dirune was surprised by her helpfulness, and also thought it was interesting as to how she could touch material things, but not people... Don't worry about the TV I'm sure I could get it running, he said with a shrug. Seeing her move about the room and twirl around made a bit more sense to him, due to the fact that he was starting to accept the fact that she was real. Well, that would be useful. Thanks, uh... what's was your name? he inquired, walking over to his bags and getting out a few bags that contained food for the night, and a couple bottles of liquor. He glanced up at the young woman as he waited for her response when he realized that it was incredibly rude of him to not give his own name first. Oh, I'm Dirune, by the way Dirune Shashimako, he said with a small smile, standing up to follow her lead on getting the other stuff from the rooms.
Thread: Ghostly Love (Lord Dakol and I)

Really?! I haven't watched TV in ten years! I'd love for you to be able to fix it! She exclaimed as she reached over and began to help place his things in a corner for when they get some of the furniture in here. Oh...my name? She thought about it for a while and she wasn't entirely sure what she should tell him. I'm...not really sure what my name is but... I know it sounded something like Yuriko... So I guess I'll stay with that one, so yea! Call me Yuriko! She giggled as she waved to him instead of shaking his hand since she couldn't touch him. Alright Dirune, Let's go get you some furniture! She said as she walked through the closed door and waited outside for him to follow her. She led him to 2 apartments. In the first one, there was the large TV on a wheeled stand and a bed that was very clean considering Yuriko took such good care of the whole building. In the second room, there were several dressers for clothes. Yuriko helped him by wheeling the TV into their apartment and pushed one of the smaller dressers into the room and left the rest for him where she set everything up the way he wanted.
Thread: Ghostly Love (Lord Dakol and I)

Once they were finished, Dirune sat onto the floor with a heavy exhale, wiping his brow of sweat as he looked at Yuriko. Th-Thanks... that helped bunch, he said with a smile that was larger than last time. It was proof that she was, in fact, a a real ghost! We can put everything away later. But, for now... tell me about yourself. he said, crossing his legs as he waited for her to come closer.
Thread: Ghostly Love (Lord Dakol and I)

As Dirune talked with her, Yuriko smiled brightly then walked over to him and sat right next to him, hugging her knees up to her chest. This position caused her panties to come into view a bit but she didn't seem to mind too much. Well What do you wanna know? She asked him first then realized what he may be talking about. You're probably wondering why I'm a ghost... aren't you? She stated then started to think about what she could tell him. To be honest, there's not much I can say about myself because I don't remember much besides how I died... She confessed then giggled a bit nervously.
Thread: Ghostly Love (Lord Dakol and I)

Dirune looked over at the young girl, chuckling at her obvious question. His eyes then accidentally wandered, trailing down her body and seeing a nice view of her panties, which made him wonder whether or not there was anything under there... Well, uh... not to be rude, but... how did you die? he asked hesitantly of course, he was told about her death, but actually had no idea about the suicide.
Thread: Ghostly Love (Lord Dakol and I)

Yuriko frowned a bit as she went back into her memory to that fateful day. I... Don't know why I did it but... I killed myself. She started then looked up at him, smiling sheepishly and scratching the back of her head nervously. All I remember is... I didn't want to die during the night so... I took it upon myself to control when I died. So I came here and... She paused a bit then her eyes welled up with tears. I took a knife and watched the sunset... before the last of the light went out, I plunged the blade into my chest repeatedly. That last vision of the sky...with all of the golds and pinks... It was beautiful. She whispered softly then wiped her eyes of the tears. For a moment, her body flickered as if it were solid before going back to being see-through. Well... That's enough of that... Tell me about you! She tried to change the subject quickly, wanting to talk about it as little as possible.
Thread: Ghostly Love (Lord Dakol and I)

Dirune listened intently to what Yuriko had to say, and his eyes widened in shock. She killed herself?! What sort of situation was she in that forced her to do such at thing? But, alas, that wasn't the most interesting part. It was, in fact, that she said that she already knew - or at least had a feeling - that she was going to die. The young man was about to press on for more answers, but the fact that her body flickered for a second had gotten him distracted. Uh... what's to tell? I lived in a normal family with two sisters and my parents, graduated from high school and went to college. I got my degree in engineering and creative writing, and lived in a small house for a few years with a good job. Until I got fired, that is. Then I'm here. he said with a chuckle and small smile.
Thread: Ghostly Love (Lord Dakol and I)

Wow, that's amazing Dirune. She giggled as she listened to him tell her about himself. She was quite impressed about how skilled he must be. Since she couldn't remember much about her life, she had to assume she must have been at least in college at the point of her death, but of course that was just her assuming. Looking over at the liquor on the floor, she floated over to it and picked it up, bringing it over to the table they were sitting by. Hehe how about we get this sad mood to go away and get a little party going? I haven't had anything to drink in ten years! She exclaimed as she pushed the liquor over to him. Come on, let's have some fun.
Thread: Ghostly Love (Lord Dakol and I)

Dirune was a bit amused that Yuriko found his life story remotely interesting, but said nothing on the matter. He tracked her with curiously, watching as she went for the liquor bottles. He was surprised by her offer. Wait, you can drink? But, uh, I thought... he said, gesturing to her see-through body. He coughed nervously and neared the table anyway, and gently grabbed the bottle, his fingers passing through hers as he gripped it. He felt a slight tingle in his body, but ignore it when he opened the bottle.
Thread: Ghostly Love (Lord Dakol and I)

Well I can't drink but I'm sure I'll enjoy it as much as you do hehe. She giggled as she moved closer to him and as she pushed the bottle gently towards him. Yuriko looked around and then noticed that the balcony door was closed. She got up and went over to open it to let the cool air flow into the apartment to cool him off since she assumed he was a bit hot from all the work he had been doing moving the furniture and unpacking. Walking back over to him, she sat down as close to him as possible before her body flickered again a few times, looking solid for longer periods of time now before fizzling back to the see-through state.
Thread: Ghostly Love (Lord Dakol and I)

Oh. the young man said with a smile, though her statement was slightly confusing. Dirune took a swig of the liquor, gulping it down as he sighed in contentment. Thanks, he said, chuckling as Yuriko opened the balcony sliding glass window. Taking a few more drinks, Dirune felt a little buzz and looked at the young woman and began to chat with her. A couple hours later, Dirune finished half of the bottles, laying his head against the couch as he set another down. Dang, I feel... good, he said, sighing heavily as he looked over at Yuriko.
Thread: Ghostly Love (Lord Dakol and I)

Yuriko looked at him and joked with him as he drank. She told him of what she'd seen in the past 10 years and what she usually did which wasn't much. As the time passed and he drank more and more, Yuriko felt a bit more comfortable with him and she started to like him as the time went on and they talked. In the moment that he would look at her after laying his head down, he would see that her body was fully solid and that it was staying that way. Yuriko hadn't even noticed it at all. So what would you like to do now?
Thread: Thrill of the Hunt (Disco+Ghost)

Annabelle took one last look in the mirror before she was satisfied with her appearance. Her copper curls hung in spirals down her back, pinned back from her pixieish face with a set of pearl combs that her father had brought back for her after his last trip to england. Her lush lips were painted a pale pink in an attempt to make her fair skin seem less ghostly. Freckles dotted the bridge of her nose, giving her a youthful innocence that men seemed to find enchanting. Unusually dark lashes rimmed her emerald green eyes. The gown that she was wearing was yet another gift from her father, along with the combs and a pair of pearl earrings, and it was a perfect match to the color of her eyes. It was modest enough not to be scandelous but it displayed the flat expanse of her collar, drawing attention to the silver locket that hung around her neck. She fiddled with the necklace habitually as she looked at herself. Finally satisfied, she dismissed her lady in waiting and emerged from her room. The ball was already in full swing and she was one of the last to arrive, even though it was her party. She made her way down the grand staircase to where her father was waiting for her. She smiled broadly as she saw him, taking the arm that he held out for her. He placed an affectionate kiss on her forehead before introducing her to the men that he had been talking to. She nodded politely to everyone then excused herself to find her friends.
Thread: Thrill of the Hunt (Disco+Ghost)

It was difficult to find her friends through the crowd of people. The task was not made easier by all the people that she was forced to stop and talk to or the countless men that asked her for a dance. She knew that she should accept the invitations, most of her friends were already married with babies of their own and she wasn't even being courted. Sure there were suitors who came calling but she had no real interest in any of them. To her, marriage was a death sentence. Besides, she couldn't leave her father. He was much too dear to her and since her mother had passed he had no one else to keep him company. Finally, she spotted her friends among the throng of people. She threaded her was through the guests and just as she was about to reach them a mysterious man stepped in front of her. He seemed nice enough but he was just one of the other 50 men in the room who were interested in her only for her looks and social standing. Thank you but I will have to decline. She gave the man a quick curtsy before moving around him and joining the group of her friends, smiling and hugging them all. Her best friend Lydia's husband asked her to dance, and invitation to which she accepted.
Thread: Thrill of the Hunt (Disco+Ghost)

Annabelle decided to sneak away for a few moments. She was enjoying the party and she appreciated that her father wanted her to meet someone and fall in love but she was worn out. Every time she turned around someone was there asking her for a dance or trying to convince her that their son was the most charming, eligible, man in the world and that she would be lucky to be chained to him for the rest of her days. It was certainly not her idea of a good way to spend her life. She noticed the servants falling into place behind her, trailing her as they always did at gatherings. Her father would never take a chance with her safety. After searching for a secluded spot, she finally wound up in the deserted east wing. She walked towards her father's study, one of the only places in the entire house that was guaranteed to stay empty during the party. Just as she was about to instruct the servants to wait outside the door, every candle in the hallway was doused. Spinning on her heels, Annabelle saw the strange man that had asked her to dance earlier. She didn't understand how he had gotten there, she was sure that no one had been following her, aside from the obvious. His icy stare chilled her to the bone, made worse by the words that spilled from his lips. She didn't waste time trying to talk, instead turning to run into her father's study.
Thread: Thrill of the Hunt (Disco+Ghost)

Annabelle raced around her fathers desk, crouching in it's shadow. She could hear voices through the door but could not make out the words. It was silent for a moment, then she heard one word, stuttered but just loud enough for her to understand. Vampire. That was the word that she had heard. She shook her head in disbelief. That couldn't be right. There was no such thing. It was a feeble defense, one that even she did not buy. She heard a muffled thud followed by another eerie silence. Her heart pounded fiercely, leaping into her throat as she waited. She could only hope that her father's men had been victorious, otherwise there was no telling what might happen to her. The door slammed against the wall, causing her to jump and hit her head on the underside of the desk. Suddenly, she felt woozy, as if she might pass out. She shook the feeling away, know that she would need to keep her wits about her if she wanted to get out of this. She heard his padded footfalls on the carpet as he approached and knew that it was not her father's men. They would have called out to her, reassured her that she was safe and that all was okay. Steeling her nerves, as much was possible under the circumstance, she looked up to see the dark haired man. She flashed him her iciest look, though it probably did not chill him as much as his touch on her skin. She was about to protest, warning him of the dire fate that awaited him for daring to touch her, when he crushed her mouth with his. It felt as if a dagger had been flicked across her mouth and she could feel the warm drop of blood as it dripped down the lushness of her lower lip. She sucked the injured appendage into her mouth before wiping away the blood with pale, trembling fingers.
Thread: Thrill of the Hunt (Disco+Ghost)

She shivered again as he touched her, not from cold but from fear and disgust. What he wanted from her was clear. She could see the desire in his eyes. Spitting blood at his feet, she sneered at him. She would not give in to him so easily. She saw the anger in his eyes and knew that she would pay for her pride. He knew too quickly for her to avoid the swift retribution. She cried out as she was yanked by the hair, her toes barely touching the ground. Her hands flew up to try and pull his fingers from her hair. Let go of me! She screamed, fire spreading across her scalp.
Thread: Thrill of the Hunt (Disco+Ghost)

As soon as he pushed har against the desk she began to thrash. The attempt was futile, her body held firmly against the smooth surface. Still, her actions became more frantic as her backside was exposed to the cool air of the room and his barely restricted gaze. Her face was a mask of panic and disgust as his fingers pressed against her. Tears welled up in her eyes but she would not waste words on this monster. She would not give him the satisfaction of hearing her beg for mercy that she knew would not come. The tears began to flow as he pushed his fingers into her sex. The roughness of his actions forced the air from her lungs and the tears flowed freely, staining the papers that her face was pressed against.
Thread: Thrill of the Hunt (Disco+Ghost)

It was difficult to breath with his body on top of her, crushing her against the desk. Her movement became even more limited, though she would not stop trying to break free, even though she was losing energy by the second. The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end as he licked an icy trail across her skin, furthering her disgust. She would be glad when this was over and her left her alone to sob in the quiet solitude of the study. His words enraged her, giving her a burst of energy that she did not think that she had. Shut up! You bastard! You don't know anything! My father will find you and when he does you'll wish that you had never been born! He will take great pleasure in gutting you like the animal that you are! You are just angry because I did not want you! You're so pathetic!
Thread: Thrill of the Hunt (Disco+Ghost)

Annabelle would be damned if she gave in to this monster of a man, though it seemed she would be damned no matter what she did. Still, it would take a lot more than taunting and physical abuse to break her spirirt. The blood of highland warriors coursed through her veins, instilling a passion and fire the likes of which most people could never imagine. The harder he hit, the stronger her anger would grow. In the middle of a string of obscenities, her words were cut off by his fingers. She could taste herself on them but she didn't care. He had afforded an opportunity that she would take. She bit down on the offending appendages as hard as she could. She screamed as he ripped the locket from her throat, thrashing wildly as she tried to grab it. Her fingers scraped the silver chain but he lifted her away before she could curl her fingers around it. As they fell towards the earth, she squeezed her eyes shut, fearing the worst. She did not see the wings or the carriage, only opening her eyes when he tossed her on the carriage floor. She tried to jump from the carriage before he climbed in but he moved to quickly for her to escape. Howling with rage, she launched herself at him, limbs flailing wildly.
Thread: Thrill of the Hunt (Disco+Ghost)

Annabelle took no small satisfaction at feeling her blows collide with flesh, though they were certain to cause her trouble. She was infuriated when he grabbed her wrists, effectively putting an end to her assault. His strength was astounding and she could feel the skin bruising in his grasp. They would match the ones that she was sure were already visible on her hips from his earlier advances. Again, her obscenities were cut off with her mouth being crushed by his. She had to fight the overwhelming urge to gag as he forced his tongue into her mouth. Obviously, he had not learned a lesson about putting things in her mouth. Luckily, it had taken her a moment to compose herself and by that time she was starting to run out of air. When he finally broke the connection, she gulped air down like a drowning woman. Her gasping was cut short by his sudden movement, twisting her effortlessly and slamming her against the carriage door. For what felt like the millionth time that night, the air was knocked out of her. When the spots cleared from her vision, her home had faded into the distance, nothing more than a shadow looming in the moonlight. I hope you burn in hell! She spat with contempt. I will never kneel to you. She spoke with conviction but the words meant nothing. It would be impossible to fight him and she knew it. Her flesh was weak but her mind was strong and though he could make her do anything that he wanted her to, her mind was hers. She vowed to herself, standing there experiencing the most painful thing that had ever happened to her, that she would not break. Her body was merely a vessel for the impossibly strong spirit that burned within her.
Thread: Dumping Ground

It's changed in so many the ways. the Flora adn Fauna mutating into somthing dangerous and nearly dark. The Earth became much more dangerous after humanity left to explore the universe, leaving in ships byt the thousands. Even those who couldnt afford it found a way to get off the of the planet. Now, 100 short years later after the earth was ditched, it's become a dumping gorund for those people of siciety who are unwanted criminals, the insane, and anyone else that dosent fit into proper society. These people are left on the Newly turned dark planet with nothing but the clothes on their back and whatever they could hide on their body the brief minutes before being left there. It cna be harsh and many people dont live all that long without getting killed. Can you survive? Fisrt post as bio's please? before begining. Name Age Reason for being there Appearance Other not required, and we can find out anything else within the context of the story Name Asha McClain Age 19 Reason for being there She's a theif. Appearance ------------------------ Asha glared up at the ship that had just flown away. She ahd just been literally thrown form the vessel before it had taken off. She grumbled to herself as she got to her feet. She pulled her hand out of her pocket. She ahd managed to grab a laser blade form them ebfore they had tossed her. She pressed them small button and watched the sixxlign enegry flare to life before she pressed it off again. Looking around she took it in the dense jungle like surroundings. It was hot. She bit her lip as she remebred the horror stories she had heard about this place since she was young. Her mother voice sneaking into her mind. if your not good they'll leave you on Earth.. She gulped. WHat the Hell had she gotten herself into this time?
Thread: Benigna's Muse

Very well written Benigna...
Thread: Songs that make you cry?

Come on, Blue Moon. It's all right to cry. Let's hear the songs that really get your tears flowing. We're all human, let's get a little bit closer. -Prepares rape grenade- OHHHHH!!! Anyone else here got Synesthesia? Okay. The first verse of this song gets me going. I freaking love Eels. videoyoutube Nick Cave just does things to me. videoyoutube
Thread: Songs that make you cry?

videoyoutube This one and Johnny Cash's version? This hurts like hell, but the original one - the one in the video - that really hits you right in the chest. But then again, it's like comparing apples to apples.
Thread: Songs that make you cry?

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Thread: Songs that make you cry?

videoyoutube I've always enjoyed that Tim McGraw song. It's a good one.