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Thread: The Truce (Nekrosilisk88 & darkangel76)

With a heavy heart and eyes that stung with unshed tears, Estella hung onto her father's arm as he led her down the aisle to seal her fate that would result in binding her to a lycan who clearly detested her and the situation they both found themselves to be in. Given things, she hardly blamed him. After all, he didn't know her or anything about her as a being. For him to jump to such conclusions wasn't surprising, but... it didn't make it hurt any less to hear such things. Such... hurtful things. She hated the wars, never truly understood them and had always tried to stay out of the political arena whenever possible. Of course, being the daughter of an elder, not to mention the blood of human royalty, made that difficult at times. But she tried her best. And, like her father, she most certainly wanted the wars to end. It was why she was willing to give up her future now for the sake of everyone else. Horace could feel the emotions of his daughter roiling underneath the faade she was trying to hold up for the sake of everyone else and it only made his love for her that much stronger. He admired what she was doing and he felt a pang of guilt that she was having to proceed as she was, to give up so much. He hadn't liked the way the lycan had looked at her. And the tone in which he'd spoken... he'd had all he could do not to lunge on him and tear his arms out of their sockets. But no. He was too dignified a vampire to act in such a manner. And the time for such violence was at an end, even if he'd wanted to react in such a way for his daughter's honor and that alone. No. It was time to put such things aside and strive for peace even if it seemed impossible. They all had to try, just as his daughter was now. Estella held onto her father's arm as he led her down the aisle of the cathedral, her eyes fixed to the stone of the floor as she walked almost mindlessly to its end. When they finally stopped, she looked up at the crucifix and swallowed and then over at her father. She gave him a watery smileone letting him know that she'd be all right, that she was ready. Nodding, she dropped her hand away from his arm and faced forward again. It was now or never. In mere moments she'd be bound to a lycan. Married. Her life would change forever and she'd belong to someone else. Her fate sealed.
Thread: The Truce (Nekrosilisk88 & darkangel76)

ameson watched as his soon to be bride approached the altar. His mind was racing now, and it was getting harder for him to maintain control. He retrieved the rosary he carried with him once more, and began the ritual anew. He had to maintain his presence of mind difficult as it was. After one round of prayers he was feeling more level headed and approached the altar to take his role in this play. He'd honor the vows he would take here tonight. He wasn't so much a cur as to take a promise he wouldn't keep. The only vow he'd refuse tonight would be that to love and cherish, the only one he couldn't keep, the one he'd sworn once before that still made his heart ache when he thought of her. He looked at his bride and took a deep breath, trying to swallow the venom and bile in his voice as best he could. I'm sorry you have to do this. It was the best he could do to show his sympathy for her situation. He couldn't say he felt her pain, or that he understood. His own anger and prejudice kept that from happening. If only he had a way to make this easier for her. The faint clack of beads echoed in the church as he stood there, still counting off his prayers as as he silently went over them, trying to keep himself in check.
Thread: The Truce (Nekrosilisk88 & darkangel76)

Jameson went through the motions of the wedding. For him this was a pointless ritual, he had no desire to truly be here. He was not taking this woman as his mate, his second half. This was a political alliance to quell the bloodshed and nothing more. He remained cold and expressionless throughout the service, his voice deadpan as he fought back the bile in his voice taking the vows. Conspicuously absent amongst them was the vow to love and cherish. He was thankful, but he pondered who had intervened with the priest to make sure it hadn't come up. Then came the final words before the end. You may kiss your bride. The last haunting moment of truth for him. After this the charade truly began. She wasn't his, he hadn't chosen her to be his own. She still belonged to the vampires, just as he belonged to the werewolves, and would never truly be hers. She still belonged to the monsters that had destroyed the one he had claimed as his own, and the reason his heart was lost in so much hatred. Still he'd given his word that he'd play his part, and so he leaned over and gave his bride a chaste kiss on her lips. He then offered her his arm so that he could walk her back down the aisle, alone this time, just the two of them. He waited for her to accept his arm before leading her down the aisle. As they walked he remained deathly silent and solemn. As they neared the entrance of the cathedral though, he suddenly froze. He could smell the one who'd destroyed her nearby, and he was powerless to do anything. His eyes shifted from hazel to the bestial gold of his wolf. He spoke barely above a whisper. He's here. For all the bile and venom that had been directed at her and her kind, it was nothing compared to the sheer intensity of the hatred that was laced into that whisper as he spoke. He gritted his teeth, and continued forward and out of the church. Whoever it was, they had better enjoy their freedom while it lasted, because it was only a matter of time until he would be able to hunt again, and then, then he would have his revenge.
Thread: The Truce (Nekrosilisk88 & darkangel76)

As they walked down the aisle Jameson's father moved next Horace. He was old and perceptive to that which surrounded him. He could see the pain his now daughter-in-law's father felt. He knew that much of that was because of the way his own son reacted. Greetings. My name is Michael. I'm sorry we couldn't meet prior to this. I just hope you won't judge my son too harshly. It's no excuse for his actions tonight, but this war has hit him harder than many and left him bitter. Jameson looked over to his bride as he left the cathedral. His eyes were still feral it was becoming difficult for him to keep control. When she addressed him as sir, he felt himself slip a little further, his nails turning into black claws before he got it back under control. It was just the way the transformations worked, they began at the extremities, and went from there. My name is Jameson. His voice was short, and his temper clear when he snapped at her. He paused and took a few breaths calming down a bit. Sorry, I shouldn't have snapped at you. It's, difficult, to maintain control right now. None of this is your fault, and I shouldn't be taking it out on you. I don't like being formally addressed, I'm just a hunter, not some aristocrat. He looked to the carriage. I don't know where we're going. This all got dropped on me tonight.
Thread: The Truce (Nekrosilisk88 & darkangel76)

Jameson allowed his new wife to release his arm, but as she walked, he remained close. He wasn't happy with the union, but he'd taken the vows now. One of those was to honor and protect. If nothing else he kept his word. He would honor her, learning to if necessary, and he would protect her, his hatred for her kind would have to be set aside for that. He stopped at the carriage and opened the door for Estella, allowing her to enter first. As he prepared to to enter the carriage himself, he caught that hated scent on the wind again. He looked over his shoulder and saw him standing there alone. His eyes took in everything with the skill of a practiced hunter. He could discern even small details at this distance. How else could he do his job? They called themselves hunters, but in this war they were more like assassins. They were given targets and they hunted them down. Only the most skilled were allowed to assume the title, and he was the youngest to ever be granted the honor and the burden of it. He stepped up into the carriage and sat down across from his bride. He hung his head and began slowly chanting the prayers of the rosary. As he did so, the transformation that had begun, started to revert. He looked up to his bride, his eyes once again human. That vampire appeared to have been focused on something, perhaps his bride knew who he was. Do you know who that was standing outside the church? His voice was calm, and perhaps most terrifying about it was that all the bile seemed to have receded. All that was left was a cool, neutral, almost deadpan speech. He gave her a brief description of what he saw. If she knew, she did, if not, nothing was lost.
Thread: The Truce (Nekrosilisk88 & darkangel76)

Once inside the carriage, Estella situated herself and pushed at the layers of her gown. They were many and she wanted them out of the way of both she and Jameson. She could hear the scrapes and thuds of the remaining luggage being placed on the carriage as she and her new husband sat down together and awaited the trip to the place where their new life together would start. Her heart was pounding hard, her blood coursing quickly as her pulse raced. She knew her life would be difficult and strange and more than likely filled with loneliness. But what was she to do? She'd had no choice really. Things were in a fragile state between vampires and lycans and though her father was young in face, he was old in soul and the weariness he held in his eyes... she could no longer bear the sight of it. Yes, no regrets. Estella wouldn't regret the decision she'd made no matter what it cost her. As she sat there with Jameson, she somehow knew the lycan wouldn't cause her needless harm. His bitterness and hatred were apparent, but he didn't strike her as the sort to kill without motive. That, in and of itself, was a comfort. The loneliness would be worth it if it meant peace and that the worries and burdens that her father held, that her people endured would dissipate. She'd bear it now. It was her turn. Estella then turned to look at Jameson, her head tilting slightly as she licked her lips. She hadn't noticed the person to whom he was referring, so she leaned toward the carriage window and peered outside. At the top of the steps of the cathedral and near its door, she saw a form she recognized. A tiny gasp escaped her and she immediately recoiled and sat back in her seat. Whether or not the one standing by the cathedral had seen her peeking, she couldn't be certain. But she'd most definitely seen him and was able to tell exactly who he was. A rush of adrenaline washed over her in that moment, but as to why she didn't know. Claudius had never made her feel fear before nor had he ever made her feel nervous. Why now? Perhaps it was the way in which Jameson gestured toward him. Did he recognize him? Did he know him? Maybe they'd fought before in battle. Claudius was very old, nearly as old as her father. It was possible the two had crossed paths before. The vampire knew many, had seen much. He was a reserved, yet passionate vampire and no doubt concerned for her welfare. He'd made that much plain just before she'd left... Estella nodded. Yes, I know him. Claudius Florino has served my family and all vampires for several centuries. She paused a moment, her heart rate picking up even more speed as she felt the hunger for blood rising even more. She definitely would need to feed sooner than later, a fact she wished wasn't the case especially now in this moment. Perhaps he's come to see us off. She hoped that to be true, but she wasn't sure. His earlier words and insinuations to her back in her chambers made her wonder. And her father's earlier reactions... they made her question.
Thread: The Truce (Nekrosilisk88 & darkangel76)

He could see something about the man alarmed his wife, but he didn't react. He had to stay collected and right now that meant suppression. Claudius Florino, six years he'd been hunting that scent, chasing even the faintest wisps of it in the air, and now he'd finally found the man that had butchered his mate. Fate is a cruel mistress. I've been hunting that scent for six years now, and the day I find it, I can no longer touch him. He turned his eyes to her. He could smell and taste her fear again, but it was different this time sharp and alarmed. What is it about him that frightens you? You've known him for some time I'd say, why would you be scared of him now if not in the past? He cocked his head curious to hear her response. He had his reasons for hating him and they were very clear. His wife, it was still alien to him to see her that way, but it was the case now whether he wanted it to be or not. His wife was frightened by this man that she'd known her entire life it would seem.
Thread: The Truce (Nekrosilisk88 & darkangel76)

Instantly, Estella's pale eyes went wide and she turned to face her new husband with a tilted head. Had she just heard him correctly? He'd been... hunting Claudius? She bit down on her lip, trying her hardest not to bite so hard that she drew bloodthe urge was strong just as the need to feed was ever rising deep within her soul, a burn she knew she'd have to satiate sooner than later. Curse her damned bloodline! She wondered why Jameson would exactly be hunting the older vampire, then again... being as old as he was, Claudius was bound to make enemies. Wasn't he? As Estella sat there quietly for several moments, her mind reeled with further questions. Questions that had begun to form the moment that rich voice had made her shiver in her chambers earlier that evening. His words had been simple enough, but the tone... You do not wish to marry this lycan. The inflections had been there even though they'd been subtle. The venom. Though Claudius had never spoken to her prior to that moment of her upcoming marriage, she could hear his displeasure, could see it. And now... she could feel it, sense it. It frightened her And she could feel that it worried her father on some level and that worried her all the more. The strange pulses that had emanated from the elder when he'd arrived to escort her to the cathedral... Just then, Estella shook her head, bringing a delicate hand to her forehead as she closed her eyes. I... I feel dizzy, she whispered as her body began to tremble, realization hitting her hard. I... I do believe he didn't want me to go through with this... she then admitted. Had she not needed to feed, her cheeks would've flushed a healthy shade of red. Suddenly, she felt the pulseClaudius' beckoning. He... he's reaching out to me, she whispered, her body shaking a bit more. Meanwhile, back on the stone steps, Claudius stood there, motionless. His piercing eyes were fixed upon the carriage as it rode away. He knew that Estella was within it with her new husband. That... lycan. The very idea made his blood rage and boil. Had there not been so many witnesses, or her father about, he'd have gone after them. But, he could bide his time. He had plenty of it and now he knew where they'd be. Letting out a slow exhale, he sent a reassuring mental nudge to Estella... If you need me, I will come. I will always come for my Estella. He smirked and raked a hand through his thick, dark hair. He could sense her fear and apprehension. Yes, it would only be a matter of time before she called out to him. Estella licked her lips, her eyes frantic. H-he... he wants me to go to him? She shook her head, confusion crossing her face as her hands shook in her lap. Slowly she was beginning to understand and it just made a pit form in her tummy, an ache that she wanted to be rid of. Claudius would be merciless in his pursuit and now she'd learned that her husband had been hunting him for the past six years. Truly this would not end well, would ruin the peace. Everything. We need to move faster, she then pleaded wanting to get away from the cathedral and from Claudius.
Thread: The Truce (Nekrosilisk88 & darkangel76)

Jameson clenched his fist tighter as Estella spoke. He could feel the old anger and hatred rising up inside him. Not all the vampires it seemed wanted the peace. He looked at her, the cold rage present in his eyes as a few gold flecks appeared within the hazel. His wolf was trying to come out, but for now he was holding it at bay. He couldn't say he was surprised that the monster that had murdered his mate and unborn cub didn't desire peace, but to find out that he was actively trying to undermine the truce before it could even begin, even he hadn't been that far lost to his hate. Claudius will soon learn a permanent lesson if he isn't careful. We don't hold everyone accountable for the actions of one. Cold anger and venom were creeping into Jameson's voice once more. It was evident that even without telling her what had happened, that whatever Claudius's actions had been, they were intensely personal to him. If one stands out against the will of the group, he is dealt with. If Claudius Florino gives us cause to believe he alone is destroying what is trying to be built tonight he alone will suffer for it. He took a few breaths to calm himself, and then reached out to take his wife's hand. His own hands were coarse from a life of hard work, but he did his best to be gentle with her and reassuring. Also if he tries to hurt you in anyway, he'll have to deal with me before either your kind or the packs can ever reach him. I may not have desired this union, but I have sworn to honor and protect you. Even if I can never love you, I will keep you safe. He rapped on the carriage wall to let the driver know to hurry up. He'd have to contact his father so he could relay the message to the council that there might be those among the vampires who would seek to destroy the truce. He may not have been happy abut it, but he wasn't going to deliberately destroy it.
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Thread: Looking for a master/slave non con roleplay.

I'm down and i have a few master slave plots that i would like to try.
Thread: Looking for a master/slave non con roleplay.

I would be interested do you have any more specific plot or setting details about what you're interested in?
Thread: Looking for a master/slave non con roleplay.

I'd love to dominate your character hardcore. You have a specific plot in mind?
Thread: Looking for a master/slave non con roleplay.

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Thread: Looking for a master/slave non con roleplay.

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Thread: Looking for a master/slave non con roleplay.

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Thread: Celebrity Sketches: Guess Who?

Some actor sketches I did for an old role-play's face claims. Try to guess who they're supposed to be! See more
Thread: Celebrity Sketches: Guess Who?

Damn..... I'm like staring and staring and staring and some of these I KNOW I know, but my mind is drawing a freakin' blank without the color. LOL. The one is driving me mad..... the real close up of the guy with the semi worried, fearful-ish expression. God, that one is driving me insane because I so know it. . Anyway, I'm definitely seeing some Tobey Maguire, Jack Black, Pink, David Spade and Woody Harrelson. If any of those guesses are wrong, I'm going to pass out. lol. XD Amazing drawings, btw. Then, I've always loved your artwork.
Thread: Celebrity Sketches: Guess Who?

darkangel76 said Damn..... I'm like staring and staring and staring and some of these I KNOW I know, but my mind is drawing a freakin' blank without the color. LOL. The one is driving me mad..... the real close up of the guy with the semi worried, fearful-ish expression. God, that one is driving me insane because I so know it. . Anyway, I'm definitely seeing some Tobey Maguire, Jack Black, Pink, David Spade and Woody Harrelson. If any of those guesses are wrong, I'm going to pass out. lol. XD Amazing drawings, btw. Then, I've always loved your artwork. Click to expand... Those would be correct! All except for Tobey Maguire. You're close, though. The guy you're thinking of was in a movie with Tobey Maguire a few years back.
Thread: Celebrity Sketches: Guess Who?

DAMN! lol.... hrmmmmm..... must think on that one now. XD But go me on the others. And that one is still driving me freakin' mad!
Thread: Celebrity Sketches: Guess Who?

Gweneth Paltrow is one of them, I think.
Thread: Celebrity Sketches: Guess Who?

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Thread: Celebrity Sketches: Guess Who?

Your art has really come along. I remember the comics you used to post a while ago, and I think I still have some porn you drew on my computer! Anyway, I've noticed James Roday in there. Also would one of them be Topher Grace? I'm super psyched for the new season of Psyche! Can't wait.
Thread: Celebrity Sketches: Guess Who?

Topher! HAHA! THAT is who it is!! lolol... XD Good guess, Mitsu! Lets see what Quin says.... hehe.
Thread: Celebrity Sketches: Guess Who?

Yep! The first two with facial studies are Topher, as well as the close-up of him looking amazed. And of course, James Roday as well! Thank you and I guess that is a testament to my talent that people are able to guess these so easily!
Thread: Celebrity Sketches: Guess Who?

I couldn't guess them all initially, but after I saw some of the guesses I could see it. That could just be me being bad at this sort of thing, though. I like the Pink and Gweneth Paltrow ones the most. While I think they are all good, those two pictures were the most dynamic.
Thread: Seeking a Dishonored based RP

Sent you a pm by the way.
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RebelliousDesire said Could be interesting Click to expand... I assure you, we would make things very interesting..
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Thread: "Tales of" Roleplays

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Do you know anything about Odin tow sons one is Loki and the other one is Thor. I haven't played Tales Of Symphonia at all. I heard its a pretty good game to play.
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Cool,are we still doing our IronManXCiziten Girl rp? I'm just wondering that is all.
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