Jump to content
Strawberry Orange Banana Lime Leaf Slate Sky Blueberry Grape Watermelon Chocolate Marble
Strawberry Orange Banana Lime Leaf Slate Sky Blueberry Grape Watermelon Chocolate Marble

Recommended Posts

Neptune

Welcome all to the Blackberry Falls City

large.blackberryfallsimage.jpg

(Suee, DJMax game.)

The Blackberry Falls City is a self-sustaining capital city on a remote island, where the water is pure and the land is free. The city is famous originally for it's delicious and unique Blackberries, as the waterfall contained water that was not only good for the farms and their crops, but made the Blackberry vines grow three times the size, with the blackberries themselves three times the size as well. And at three times the taste, it was something no one had ever tasted before; far superior to other blackberries. This was good for the pie industry as well as the jam industry. It was soon discovered that the water, as well as the fruits that used the water, prolonged life and promoted vitality with human life span, touching on average 110 years old, with the oldest to pass away at 149 years old (If you'd like information on Blackberries, click here). The Country has its own government, with their customs being extremely strict on the importation of food, much like Australia and New Zealand, to prevent damage to their ecology which could cost billions of Blackberrian Dollars to the thriving blackberry industry, and the country’s economy.

Blackberry Falls is a rich, multicultural City that is suitable for all walks of life, with bountiful jobs and housing. At the very centre of the Blackberry Falls economy is Keza Corp and EDAN Industries. They have made Blackberry Falls the forefront of new, cheap, and revolutionary technology. Both Corporations helped protect Blackberry falls during the recession that hit many countries hard. Blackberry Falls continued to be prosperous in the bleak economic climate. Blackberry Falls attracts thousands of people from around the globe, seeking their fortunes among the streets. So here it is... Your chance to help the city to thrive or drag it to it's knees... What will you do?

Skill level: Advanced

Relevant Links:

Rules:

EcchiDreams Standard Roleplaying Rules, plus:

  • No character is allowed to cross the border into the UFF country without my permission. You also cannot have your character as one of the UFF species, without strict permission from myself, and Wolfie. This is a strict rule I will not budge on. Anyone violating this will be asked to leave the RP immediately with little chance of returning.
  • Posts must be at least one paragraph long, with a good amount of detail and with good grammar and spelling (barring mistakes). Anything less than a paragraph, such as a one line post, will be removed and the member in question requested to not do that again. If you consistently post less than a paragraph, then your posts will be removed and you will be asked to leave the roleplay.
  • If you are wanting a special place in Blackberry Falls, then I will need a detailed extra information before I can add it to the list of locations within Blackberry Falls.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Neptune

 

Location: Talivana’s home, UFF.
Date: 24th December, 2016

It was the eve before Christmas, and the house was silent. It was six minutes to midnight, and the children had finally been put down to bed to await the next morning where they would eagerly come down to be greeted with the sight of presents waiting for them under the large decorated tree. Outside, falling unseen, were soft flakes of snow that littered the ground and plunged the world into whiteness. All sounds were muffled, giving the world an eerie, muted feel. Colours were leached from the environment, making everything appear still and colourless. The living room was dim, save for a fire that burned merrily in the fireplace. The only other source of light emanated from the tree, which lit up in bright bursts that scattered a multi-hued rainbow throughout the room to flash against reflective surfaces, making the room come alive with colour in stark contrast with the outside world. Underneath the tree, seeming to sparkle under the light, lay numerous presents, wrapped up neatly with tight bows. They were positioned artfully, surrounding the entire tree and spilling out onto the carpeted floor.

Seated beside the fire in a high backed chair, sat a single figure. She was dressed in a dressing gown that looked almost like a dress that spilled down over her legs and onto the floor. Her long, dark hair was grasped at her neck before it spilled down her back in waves. Standing out against her hair were two large ears that hovered close to her head as they swept upwards and had several spikes running along the bottom. Her eyes were gold in colour, looking out with a calm and steady gaze. Her other features were small, and delicate with plump lips and a small nose that flicked up very slightly towards the tip. Open on her lap was a book which she was reading by the light of the fire. The only sounds in the room was the gleeful cackling of the fire, and the soft rustle of pages being turned. 

Against the wall, sitting sedately by the fireplace, stood a large Grandfather clock. The pendulum swing from side to side as the second hand twitched around the clock face with very faint clicks. As the hands reached midnight, there was a bell like peal that rang through the living room before it fell into silence. Talivana looked up from her book before looking over towards the tree. Whereas before she had been alone, a new figure was stood near the tree. He stood tall, at just over eight feet tall, and he was heavily muscled. He was wearing a red cloak that was cowed at the back, tied around the waist with a large white belt. He was massively build with a heavy set chest and bulging, muscular arms. He suddenly turned around towards Talivana, his grin lost in the depths of his beard that rolled and knotted down his chest. Even though his face was lined with age, his bright blue eyes twinkled with a youthful mischievousness. From under the hood, his white, wavy hair spilled down the sides of his face to be lost within the cloak.

“Well, little Talivana! So good to see you again.” The man said, his voice deep and bassy as it rumbled loudly. 

“Hush. The children are sleeping. You could wake an army with that voice of yours.” Talivana said in a rather tart tone, however her smile was welcoming and warm. The man laughed, the sound echoing around the room,

Then I shall be as quiet as a mouse.’ His voice came to Talivana, as deep as his spoken voice. Talivana closed her book and set it aside on the arm of her chair. Gracefully, she stood up and moved over to him. He opened his arms out and caught her in a hug that would crush the bones of a normal Tau’ri, or human as they called themselves. Her arms wrapped around his wide chest, hugging him back for several moments before they pulled away. Her gaze moved towards the tree, only to see that there were many more presents sitting under the tree. She looked back at him, 

Thank you.’ She thanked him gratefully.

He smiled at her, his eyes twinkling with mirth, ‘There is need to thank me, dear. There have been many good little boys and girls that deserve a gift.’ He replied with a soft, rumbling chuckle.

Talivana smiled again, looking towards the fire, ‘The only gift I wanted this Christmas was to see you again. It’s why I waited up.’ She told him.

I know. It’s why I allowed you to catch me. You’ve done very well over the years, little Talivana. Your mother and father would have been proud of you.’ He told her, his tone almost solemn.

I know. It’s been hard, though. Sometimes I wonder if I’m strong enough to keep going.’ She admitted to him, her expression a little drawn. He laid a hand on her shoulder, which was covered in gold gauntlets,

I know you can do it. You’re too much like your mother not to. You’re not alone, Talivana. I am here, as is Triavana, and as is Kaylarvana. The reward for your patience will be great, I can promise you that. You won’t always be alone.’ The figure told her encouragingly.

Talivana was still for a moment before the smiled again, ‘Thank you. I needed that.’ She said, feeling better for his support and encouragement. He always knew exactly what to say, as if he knew intimately her fears and concerns. The man let out a soft laugh,

Always, little Talivana, always.’ He said before he disappeared from view, leaving the ghost of his chuckle behind. Talivana remained standing where she was for a few moments, before she moved back towards her chair and picked up her book. She tucked it away in a bookshelf, before moving to the fire and locking in the cage as she waved a hand over the fireplace to snuff out the flames. The room went completely silent as colours flashed around her. She put her hand briefly on the mantle of the fireplace before she turned and quietly left the room, closing the door behind her as she left to go to bed, to rest for the next day. 

Location: Basement of the Promiscuous Palace.
Date: Date: 25th December, 2016, moments after midnight.

At the same time that Talivana had been speaking to the strange figure in red, Diomedes, the Daedric General of Time, Space and Dimensions, was sitting alone beneath the sealed and abandoned Promiscuous Palace. He was sat in his comfortable office chair, wrapping in a dark cloak. His feet were resting up upon the table as he was slouched slightly. His eyes were hidden behind dark sunglasses, but it appeared that he had his eyes fixed on a wall of screens in front of him. The footage that each screen played was a different perspective of the Promiscuous Palace insides. The rooms, and halls were dark, quiet and, for the most part, empty as if the entire palace had been abandoned at a moment’s notice. There was even half-eaten meals sitting on the dining room table, preserved in the vacuum inside the building. 

There was one exception, however. In each of the video feeds was a single figure that stared towards the camera. It was a young-appearing, white furred Mako, which appeared slightly similar to a wolf anthromorph, but belonging to an entirely different species. He stared at the camera, his face completely blank of emotions and his eyes looking lifeless. He stood somewhere, in the view of each camera, staring towards the viewers. Every time Diomedes looked away, the figures moved before he could look back again. Still staring. Still watching.

The only place unoccupied by these strange ghosts, was the basement, which is where Diomedes was currently living. He had converted it to his use, as he was going to be here for a few hundred years. He was currently sitting in the part that he had made into a small living area, which had a small kitchen for cooking and a small area for sitting down and relaxing. Most of the space, however, was taken up by the security terminal and the screens that displayed the feed from the cameras. A door lead into a room which he had assigned into his bedroom, with a King sized bed and a drawer for his clothes. The bedroom also had access to a bathroom was that only large enough for a small shower, toilet and sink. Another door from the living area lead into a room which he had designated his lab, for him to run some of his experimental tests, and research, when he felt like it. There was also a small room close to the kitchen area that lead into a room where he could wash and dry his clothes, as well as a store of food. It was small, but it served his purposes. He didn’t need anymore than that.

It wasn’t that decorated, though. It was rather bland and tasteless, but Diomedes cared little for how the place looked. As long as it served its function, he didn’t feel the need for embellishment. As such, despite it being Christmas, the basement was devoid of christmas decorations. It looked the same as it did every other day of the year. Most people, had they spent extended periods of time in the basement, would not realise that one of the UFFs and Ashean’s biggest holidays was happening. Diomedes was not one to celebrate such holidays, and since he was not expecting anyone, he made no effort to get the place ready for visitors. Today would be spent much long the other days of the year for him. Sitting in his seat, watching the large monitors in front of him and staring back at the mysterious figure that existed within every video feed. Alone.

However, he wasn’t as alone as he had first thought it was. Diomedes looked over his shoulder to see the same red cloaked figure standing nearby. One of his well-formed eyebrows shot up in surprise, “Here to give me my yearly coal?” He asked, his tone laced with sarcasm.

The figure laughed, a loud, booming sound that echoed around the room, “No, no… I have no coal for you this year… you’ve been a good boy. A very good boy.” The man said, his voice getting progressively louder as if he was unable to help it. Diomedes gave a scornful snort, turning his eyes back towards the screens. He heard the figure let out a soft chuckle before he saw out of the corner of his eye an object being placed down on the table. Diomedes turned his head to look behind him, however the figure was completely gone, along with the sense of his presence. The Daedra gave another scornful snort before he turned to look at what Santrin had put down on the desk. It was a present, wrapped on a vibrant purple paper with a golden bow. He sighed, not particularly in the mood for such things. He found little joy in many things he once used to love doing. This holiday being one of them. He never paid attention to it anymore, nor did he care about the date of his birth. He tried to remember when exactly that was, but the information seemed to slip from him. He then shrugged, because he lacked the will to care. He reached forward, picking up the present and holding it in his hands for a few moments. Despite his lack of enthusiasm, he was still curious about what it was. So he took hold of one end of the bow string and carefully pulled it to cause it to unravel. He then carefully undid the wrapping, preserving the paper like he had done since he was a little boy.

When he had pulled the wrapping off, he found himself looking at a carved wooden box, made from some kind of dark wood with an almost black grain to it. It had been polished with a loving hand, and there was a silvery metal clip on the front that locked it. He looked at the top of the box which seemed to have been carved in with the name ‘Talrin’. The grooves had been filled with a purple coloured gold, up to be flush with the wood surface. It was done in such a way that it almost looked as if it was part of the actual wood itself. His eyebrows raising, Diomedes took hold of the clip and lifted it up to see what was inside. There was a dark purple velvet material that lined the inside of the box, including the lid. Sitting in the cushion, was a strange looking device. It was made from gold, and looked to be able to slip onto his hand, with a circular gold piece that would sit comfortable in his palm. There was two pieces of gold that emerged from either side of this main part, that curved upwards and met in the middle, which would allow him to slip it onto his hand and remain firmly fixed. He picked up the device and turned it around to look at the main part of it, where he could see a green crystal embedded into the gold. There were several Eldyrannthian runes around the crystal that were indicative of healing spells. It was a healing device, one that he had been working on when he was much younger. He had not been able to complete it before he had been banished. And yet, this was finished. He looked down into the box and saw a little note. He put the device aside and picked up the note,

‘Your Father told me about your little project. I decided to have a look at it, and finish it off for you. 

Happy Holidays, My Little Dove. I can’t wait to see you again xxx’

Diomedes screwed up the note in his hand, letting out a breath through his nose. He knew, that normally, he would have been very touched by the gift as well as the sweet note, however he felt nothing. And that angered him, because he wanted to feel something, and yet he couldn’t. No matter how deeply he tried to search. He then let out a sigh, as he picked up the healing device and put it into the box. He didn’t particularly want to give it much of a closer inspection. He would leave that until later. He closed it with a snap, before he stood up and went into the bedroom which only had a King-sized bed, that was a little longer than what was normal for Earth, and a chest of drawers. There was only a single bedside table, that had a lamp, but there was nothing else sitting on top of it. Like the main living area, the bedroom was very bland and lacked any kind of decoration. Diomedes opened the top drawer, which was filled with numerous personal effects. He pushed some aside, placing down the box in the corner before he closed the drawer with a snap. He then returned to the main living area and sat himself down in his office chair. He put his feet back up on the table, turning his eyes back to the screens in front of him, taking a deep breath before letting it back out. 

If Santrin had thought that the gift would have been good for him, then his good intentions were sorely misplaced. If anything, it reminded Diomedes what was missing, and he felt his isolation even more keenly. Not only from those that he loved, but from his people entirely. They were so close at hand, and yet he was unable to join them. Right now, they were as unaccessable as the far side of the Universe, on an uninhabited planet. He shook his head slightly, cursing himself for having such unnecessary thoughts. He was not here to sit and feel sorry for himself. It was a useless activity that had nothing to do with why he was here and it was a waste of time. 

Diomedes turned his eyes to the video feed of outside, noticing that it was snowing heavily in the darkness. But other than that, everything was completely still. He did spot some fresh rabbit tracks, but the snow that drifted down was quickly covering up the evidence that any living creature had passed through. As there was nothing of interest, Diomedes turned his eyes back to the other monitors, returning to his staring match with the blank-faced Mako, who’s gaze seemed to to stare into his fractured soul.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Manni

Location: Outside the Naughty Cow Dairy's Reception Building

 

As David stept out of the Lexus that Alleyne kindly gave him a lift to the Dairy in, he wondered what on earth possessed him to send his resume into the dairy in the first place. Then he remembered. One of his friends dared him to send his resume into the dairy, probably as some kind of joke as they knew the reaction they'd get from him. Unfortunately, they were in the same room so he couldn't just pretend to send it. He actually had to send a serious resume to them. The most surprising thing, however, is that they responded and asked for a interview! What on earth possessed them to do that?! Goodness knows. Anyway, he know found himself stuck out there with nowhere to go. He knew he couldn't back out now...or at least he thought he couldn't. Alleyne would never let him hear the end of it but not because she was mean but because she felt it would do David some good to get out more and have some job experience. Even she, someone not related to David but knew them well, was worried about him.

"David, you okay? You look a bit worried." Alleyne said to David. "I know this sounds cliche but try not to worry so much about the result! It will be okay, whatever happens. I'll be around so just ring me when you're finished and I'll come pick you up."

David nodded in response, not being able to say much as he was too busy worrying about what was going to happen.  Damn it, it felt like there were literal butterflies in his stomach. He was nervous but he had to do this. After closing the car door, he walked slowly to the reception building. As he entered the building, the first thing he noticed was the young elven secretary that was working at the front. Goodness, she looked cute...

NO DAVID, do not go there. INVALID MOVE. He thought to himself as he self admonished for looking at the cute elven girl. If there was one thing that turned him on, it was elven women. Goodness knows the amount of time he spend fantasising about them and jerking him off to those fantasies. But really, what interest would those beautiful creatures have with him? He approached the desk cautiously, almost as if he were scared of the person at the desk. In a way, he was scared. He was scared that the girl was going to take one look at him and laugh at him...or something. He didn't know.

"Umm...he..hello?" David managed to stutter out. "I'm here ab-bout the inter-view"

 

  • Like 1

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Neptune

Location: Reception, Naughty Cow Dairy

Alvina was bored out of her mind. She has been sitting at the front desk of the Naughty Cow Dairy for several hours now. There had not been many calls, or emails for her to deal with. She had completed what little work she had, and was merely sitting about. She had used the spare time to work on her school work, but again, that was easily completed. The only thing that was of any interest, was that someone was coming in for a job interview. The young elf hummed softly to herself as she tapped her fingers against the table. For a lack of nothing better to do, she began to move some things on her table, to neaten it up and to make it more presentable. But there wasn’t much to move, because of how sparse it was. Alvina had not been doing this for long, and she figured that she should perhaps bring something that would add a personal touch to her workplace. Despite the fact that she was working, while attending school, it was earning her money which she was saving up for when she attended the University. She needed as much as she could, and her mother, and Aeslia had given her this amazing opportunity. It would give her much needed experience of the corporate world that she hoped to get into later in her life. 

Alvina was startled from her thoughts when the door opened and a slim figure entered the room. She blinked, looking the man up and down for several moments. He looked to be of average height, and he had slightly messy black hair. She rather liked his eyes; a lovely sky blue. She gave him a wide, friendly smile as he approached, looking nervous. Wanting to try and help calm him down, she spoke in a quiet, warm voice,

“David, correct?” She glanced towards the time on her computer, “A little early. That’s a good thing. Please just take a seat; I’ll let you know when they’re ready to see you.” She added with that same, warm smile as she indicated towards a small seating area that had a comfortable looking sofa and two chairs. She sat up a little straighter on her seat, turning to her computer as she sent an email to her mother to inform her that the interviewee had arrived and was waiting. 

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Manni

Wait...how the hell does she know my name?! David wondered for a second before remembering the obvious. She was the RECEPTIONIST and would have had to have looked at his application (that had his photo attached) to know who was applying and such. No, it wasn't because she was interested in YOU or that she was a stalker. Which got David wondering if he would like a cute girl chasing after him? Which resulted in David instantly thinking that it was highly unlikely to happen. Why would any girl be interested in him? That was beside the point though, as he realised that the cute girl was talking to him and directing him to sit down.

"Umm...yes, I am David." he replied nervously, looking distracted and unsure of himself. He wasn't ogling her or perving on her, that much could be said. He just seemed a bit like he was thinking too much. About what, goodness knows. Given his manner, it could be asked if he ever talked to a female before. 

  • Like 1

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Neptune

Location: Reception, Naughty Cow Dairy

Alvina tilted her head, looking at the man in front of her curiously. He seemed extremely nervous and unsure. Almost scared. He seemed really pale, and his restless looking eyes looked to be that he was thinking too much. If he wasn’t careful, he was going to end up fainting or not being able to utter a squeak. She turned away from her computer, leaning forward slightly as she looked at him with concern,

“David? Are you alright? You seem… nervous.” She asked, before giving him a smile, “I understand. Interviews are very nerve wracking. Try and keep calm, and collected. Confidence is the key.” She said to him, pushing back her chair as she stood up. She moved over to one corner to a water cooler, drawing off a cup of ice cold water and moving over to where David stood. She offered him the drink, 

“Take a few breathes, have some water and calm down before you hyperventilate or something. You seem nice. I think the CEO will like you… although, you look like as if you’re about to faint. I do advise that you sit down for a few moments.” Alvina said, genuinely worried for him. He seemed like a really nice guy. Someone she would love to work with and, she hoped, a possible friend as well. Possibly more, if he was in any way inclined. She had never had a male friend before, and had only had sex with Aeslia and her own mother, so she had no experience with actual men. She shook that thought out of her head, as she needed to remain professional, “Hopefully you can get enough time to catch your breath before you’re called in.” She said with a reassuring smile.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Manni

Fortunately for both of them, David was not about to hyperventilate though he did look a bit pale probably feeling rather nervous. Honestly, it wasn't just the prospect of the interview that made him nervous though. The fact that there was a cute elven girl standing not that far in front of him and was talking to him didn't help. Of course, he could NOT TELL how old she was. With elves, as far as he knew, someone like him wouldn't be able to tell how old they were by just looking. As he was thinking about all this, Alvina went and got him a cup of water. He noticed that she had moved, when she came back holding a cup of water. Was he looking that bad? There were not any mirrors he could look into to see his condition. He certainly did not feel sweaty or hot. He was just..stressed. He carefully took the cup of water, trying not to make any weird moves...or moves that would be considered untoward. 

"Thank you." David said, managing a clumsy smile. He took a few moments to drink the water out of the cup before heading towards the seats to sit down, as the girl suggested. She seemed to be a rather nice person though it still didn't make it easier for him to deal with. It took a little bit for him to get some measure of composure back. As he waited, he started to think about the ad that brought him here. To him, it was odd that the exact details of the product he was meant to be tasting was vague and the name of this Dairy...was odd to say the least.

  • Like 1

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Neptune

Location: Reception, Naughty Cow Dairy

Alvina gave him a beaming smile when he thanked her for the drink, satisfied that she had done something to cause someone to be grateful. He was very polite, and seemed quite sweet. She moved back towards her reception desk and sat down, humming softly to herself. She turned to her computer, and began wasting time while waiting for her mother to call David into her office so that she could interview him. Silence fell on the room, as Alvina allowed David time to himself to gather his confidence before facing the interview he was so nervous about. Finally, she recieved a message through her computer from her mother. Opening it up, she saw the instruction to send David in. The elven girl looked at David with a smile,

“She’s ready to see you, now. Just go on through that door.” Alvina instructed, pointing towards a door that had a nameplate stating “Silvina - CEO”. She looked back towards David again, hoping that he would do well. While he seemed nervous, she liked him, and she could see herself working with him. There was no doubt in her mind that her mother would like David as well. 

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Manni

Location: Reception, Naughty Cow Dairy.

David lost track of time as he waited to be called in for the interview, the few minutes that he actually waited felt much longer. Fortunately, for everyone, David had calmed down enough for the interview to take place without fainting. Thank goodness for that. He was still a bit nervous, for certain, but at least it was a manageable kind of nervousness. It was the kind of anxiety anyone would feel in the same situation. At least he wouldn't make a fool of himself straight away. That much David was certain of.  When Alvina called to him, saying that the 'big boss' was ready to see him, he nodded to Alvina and got up off the seat he was sitting on. Looks like this was it, he was really going to have this interview! And to think this was really just a 'dare' he found himself in that he had to fulfil. If he somehow got through this, he would have to remember to give his friend a good talking to. The fact that they managed to put him this situation was not something David liked, at least at the moment. Well, the cute elven receptionist was nice but he couldn't be sure what would happen next.

Taking a deep breath, he approached the door with the CEO's name on it. Though it had no last name on it, he wondered if the boss was related to the girl up front. Or perhaps that was just him making an assumption. He knocked on the door, hoping that this would alert the person that he was coming in. Though he doubted he would be a surprise. After all, the receptionist would have told them he was here already.

  • Like 1

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Neptune

Location: Reception and CEO Office, Naughty Cow Dairy
 
The moment David had knocked on the door, a feminine voice called out, “Come in!” When the door was opened, it revealed a modestly sized office. There was a polished oak desk, with two comfortable seats in front of it for visitors to sit themselves down. The carpet was a deep red in colour, and clearly made from carpeted tiles. The lower half of the walls were covered in wood, with ornate patterns that emerged slightly from the wall above the dark skirting board. The top half of the wall was a terracotta colour, which went well with both the wood and the carpet and making the room feel a little larger than it actually was. Along the back wall was a wide curtain, with thick blinds that were opened to reveal an open field, and the view of a cottage nearby. On the right wall of the office, there were several filing cabinets with some shelves above them which were neatly stacked with folders. On the left side of the office, there was a table along the wall, between two bookshelves that were already filled with various books. The table was used as a means to decorate the office, with a spider plant situated in the centre, its leaves creeping out across the wooden surface. On each side of the plant were two decorative statues, one of them a feminine figure that looks almost like a Greek Goddess who wielded a staff. On the other side, was what seemed to be a masculine figure, although there was a slight femininity to him. In his hands, he held an hourglass, with the sand dripping down into the bottom part. His face looked to be forever old, and yet forever young.
 
On the desk, was the flat screen of a computer, with the back of the monitor facing towards the door of the office so whomever walked in couldn’t see what was on the screen. There was a keyboard, and a mouse, with wires that disappeared down a hole close to the monitor where they presumably went to the actual computer that was hidden from view. On the other corner of the desk, there was a small white vase which had an orchid growing from it, with deep purple flowers. There was a pencil pot, filled with a few pens and pencils that looked well-maintained. There was also a neat little stack of post-it notes, with several pads of varying colours. Other than that, the desk was empty. Overall, the office screamed that the owner was someone that was very neat and organised. Indeed, the Elven maid that sat behind the desk in a black coloured office chair, looked very neat herself. She was wearing a black business suit, with a white blouse underneath it, a knee-length skirt with black coloured tights. On her feet, she wore smart looking, one inch heels. Her hair was blonde in colour, with her eyes a deep blue in colour. Her expression was one of studious concentration as she was looking at her computer monitor. The moment her door opened, however, she tore her eyes away from it and looked at the figure in front of her. She gave him a welcoming smile, before she stood up and held her hand out for him to shake, “Hello, David. I’m Silvina, the CEO, and the one doing your interview today.” She greeted him with a warm voice.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Manni

As David entered the office, he couldn't help but notice that the office was quite neat and tidy...which one would expect out of a office of a company of any size. Obviously, David was not familiar with interview spaces and so had no expectations of them. He liked the polished desk, which was so polished that he swore he could almost see himself from where he was standing. Not that he'd particularly liked looking at himself but the desk looked nice. In fact, the office did have a 'new' smell to it, like it hadn't been established that long ago. His eyes looked around the room a bit more, taking notice of the two decorative statues on the left side of the room. They looked rather nice and fancy. It was then his eyes moved to the middle of the room, where the polished office desk was.  He could see that the desk was immaculate and neat, with all the office supplies in their appropriate places and receptacles. Sitting in front of the computer was an elven woman who looked startlingly similar to the receptionist out front, as if they were related by blood or something.  If the elven out front was 'cute', then this elven woman was...umm...quite something. David had to take a moment to remind himself to not distracted and get through the interview in one piece. He did not think he could afford to screw up just because the interviewer looked attractive. That was something he would not be able to live down, at least at the moment.

He gulped, hoping to calm his nerves down a bit and also because he was in front of a rather attractive elven woman. He dearly hoped that she couldn't read minds because if she could, perhaps she'd find all his 'dirty laundry' and all the times he'd fantasised about elves. No no no, this was not the time for that now. When he got a bit closer to the desk, the woman he believed was Silvina, warmly extended her hand for him to shake.  He knew that he would have to shake her hand as not to be rude and while he did it without hesitation, he could not help but feel like he was somehow dirtying this woman. 

"Umm, yes! Hello, I'm David."

  • Like 2

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Neptune

Location: CEO Office, Naughty Cow Dairy

Silvina’s smile became even warmer, “It’s good to meet you. You arrived quite promptly. That’s good to see.” She then grinned at him before she let go of his hand and indicated for him to sit down in the chair that was in front of her desk. She waited for him to sit himself, before she sat back down behind her desk. She placed her lower arms on the desk in front of her and interlocked her fingers, “Now, David. You’re here to apply for the Quality Control position, correct?” She asked rhetorically, as that information was on the computer screen right in front of her. Since she didn’t expect, nor even want him to answer verbally, she continued on, “To be our Quality Control expert requires a set of particular skills. We require someone with a refined palate, to ensure that our products taste the very best. We are after luxury here, and we want to serve only the best product. It states in your resume that you have a good palate, but I want to verify this.” She reached over and tapped something on her phone. A moment later, Alvina came into the office carrying a tray with something covered in a white cloth, hiding its contents from view. She placed the tray down in front of her mother, before leaving the room once again. Silvina looked at David and said, “I want you to close your eyes, sample everything on this tray and tell me which each one is. If you have a palate as good as your resume claims, then this should be easy for you.” She smiled at him. 

Underneath the white cloth were six plain white bowls, containing six different food pieces for David to sample. The first contained a simple coleslaw, the second was horse radish, the third had mushrooms that had been cooked in garlic butter. The fourth was a sample of what was known as ‘Blackberry Island Sauce’, which was a rich dark sauce made from the juices of the blackberries that grew on the island. The fifth was small cubes of cooked sweet potato and the very last one contained a soft garlic and herb cheese. There was also a glass filled with the sweet, clear water that was abundant on the island, from the main river so that David could clear the tastes from his mouth after eating a bit of each sample. There were also five very small white cups, containing a sample of each of their products however she was keeping them away from David for the moment, as she didn’t want him to taste them until after she had confirmed his tasting abilities and asked him a few questions. Then she would see what he had to say about their product.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Manni

David sat down on the chair in front of the CEO's desk as he was told and then listened to what Silvina had to say. Yes, he knew that his friend had somehow convinced him to sign up to the 'Quality Control' position of this company. He had no idea what to expect though. She watched as the cute elven receptionist from earlier carry a tray covered in a white cloth into the room and then leave. From this, David figured that he was going to be doing some sort of taste test. As Silvina told him what he was going to do, David wondered what was under the cloth. He hoped it wasn't too weird. As he closed his eyes, he heard the cloth on the tray being removed. He then moved his hand to pick up the first bowl and brought it over close to his face so he could smell it. He could tell there was mayonnaise in there but wanted to know what else was in there. So he put the bowl back down in front of him and then with his other hand, took a bit of the contents of the bowl and put it in his mouth. He could definitely tell what was in it now. It was a simple cole slaw of shredded carrots, red onion and cabbage with some homemade whole egg mayonnaise. He could tell that the mayonnaise had egg, red wine vinegar, lemon juice, dijon mustard and canola oil. He could tell there was oil and vinegar and mustard in there as the dressing was thick and creamy, which meant it emulsification had to have taken place. After eating a bit of the contents of the first bowl, he then told Silvina what was in it. He then did the same thing with the second bowl, which he identified as grated horseradish with a bit of vinegar in it to stop it from oxidizing. The third bowl was button mushroom cooked with a compound butter that had garlic in it. He could tell the mushroom were properly cooked and the amount of butter used was not excessive as there was no oily feel to the mushrooms. The fourth bowl he identified as containing one of Blackberry Island's major exports, Blackberry Island Sauce. The fifth bowl he said there were cubes of oven baked sweet potato in there. With the last bowl, he said that there was Blackberry's own brand of garlic and herb cheese, which was similar to Boursin. 

  • Like 1

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Neptune

Location: CEO Office, Naughty Cow Dairy

Silvina sat, watching the young man that was sat in front of her. His expression was one of intense concentration as he tasted the samples in the pot. From the way his jaw and lips moved, he was moving them around his mouth to get a full and complete picture of what it was before swallowing it and informing her what he could taste. She had the answers up on her screen, hidden from David, and she was startled by just how accurate he was. So accurate that he surprised the baseline of what she would consider acceptable. A smile curled on her lips as she continued watching him sample each pot and list out everything in them. When he had finished, she let out a soft chuckle,

“Very impressive, David. You have to have the most impressive palate I’ve ever encountered. No one has ever been able to taste in such intense detail before. This is starting of very well.” She told him as she covered the bowls again and pulled the tray aside, encouraging, “Clear your taste buds with some water, dear.”

Once she had shifted the tray, she once again interlocked her fingers on the table in front of her, “Now. So far you’ve proven yourself very well suited to the roll. Much more suitable than any other candidate we’ve had. But, even so, I’m still going to have to ask those dreaded interview questions,” She said seriously, before she then smiled at him in a reassuring manner. From his demeanor, she could tell that he wasn’t someone that was likely to cause a lot of trouble. In fact her first impressions was that he was perhaps a little shy, but someone she felt that she could get along with and work with. He had definitely impressed her with how well he had passed her first test, of which already had hear leaning towards hiring him on the spot. She then asked the first of her questions, which was actually two that she had rolled into one, “Please, David, tell me about yourself? Why did you apply for this job?

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Manni

After the testing it was all done, David wondered what was going to happen next. Since he hadn't been to many interviews, he didn't really know what was going to happen next. When Silvina told David to drink some water to cleanse his taste buds, he reached over for the water with one of his greasy hands and drank. As he drank, he wondered if Silvina was telling the truth or just flattering him. He saw no reason why she'd be lying to him but it just sounded so unbelievable...that he was actually good at something. Certainly, he didn't think he had much to offer to this place but if the boss thought he had something, then he might just have it. Then came the 'dreaded interview questions. Now, David was starting to get a bit nervous. He hated open-ended questions like these as he had no idea what exactly the person asking them was after. If only they could ask something a bit more specific, he wouldn't be so nervous. It didn't help that Silvina did ask him to tell her about himself. Why did she have to ask that? It's not like he was THAT interesting! He froze, not sure of what to tell her. What really could he tell her about himself that would be interesting?! He couldn't easily think of something to say, not much seemed to stand out to him. 

"Umm...I...Well..." David stammered as he tried to figure out what to tell her about himself. "Well, I only came to this country fairly recently, about 6 months ago from Australia. I was born in Australia and have lived there most of my life with my parents. I currently live with one of my uncles, who happens to be some sort of tech guy for the Police Department. Umm...what else..?"

At this point, David was remembered that she asked another question along side of this. She had asked why he applied for this job! Oh crap, now this was going to be painful! 

"Well...to be honest...one of my friends...talked me into trying for this job. They had heard rumours of rather...unusual things going on here." David said honestly but with dejection in his voice. He was dejected because that was not exactly you should say to your boss.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Neptune

Location: CEO Office, Naughty Cow Dairy

Silvina tilted her head slightly as she listened to him nervously speak. She could tell that he had a low self-esteem and was clearly not confident in himself. So her estimate that he was shy was quite true. Her eyes didn’t leave his face, indicating to him that she was paying attention to everything that he was telling her. Her eyebrows rose up slightly when he admitted that the reason why he was here, was because one of his friends had talked him into applying for the job, because they had heard of strange things that happened here. As the CEO, she knew exactly what these ‘strange things’ were, that he was referring to. She herself, had heard a number of rumours when she had been out and about with shopping. Some of them had been quite close, and others had frankly put her into hysterical laughter from how outlandish they were. Her reasuring smile was still on her lips, as he seemed to draw in, on himself in a dejected manner.

“Australia, hmm? I thought you had an accent. I hope you’ve found Ashea to be a good place. I’ve lived here my entire life. It’s got some beautiful sights. If you haven’t been sightseeing already, I could recommend some places for you.” She then grinned before it dropped slightly, “I appreciate honesty above all, David. I thank you for being frank. Your friend may have very well done you a favour in talking you to coming here to apply for a job. I’m very much aware about those kinds of rumours. Hardly surprising since we’re not exactly your normal business. But we’ll speak about that, later.” She said before she went on to another question. He had already alluded to why he had left any previous employment, by the simple admission that he was actually new here in Ashea, so she didn’t want to have him uselessly repeat himself. So she moved onto the next one on her list, “Can you tell me about your education, and work experience?” She asked.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Manni

Considering that she hadn't laughed him out of the room or indicated that he had embarrassed himself, David wondered if he had actually done an okay job with what was going on in front of him. Frankly, it was a surprise to him that he was still in the room and still talking. Now, since things were not going badly, he could at least try to think that this might go somewhere. When Silvina asked him about his education and work experience, David was partly relieved. At least this time, this was  a question that he could answer straight. Even though he thought his resume was not exactly 'gold class' material, it was at least honest and functional. 

"Well, I passed high school and did a Bachelor of Arts degree at the University of Queensland. I have also starting distance education on a diploma of IT." David said honestly, though he wondered if he left that off his resume. He was pretty sure he had put it in there. Oh well, didn't matter that much. Now came the hard part of discussing his work experience. Well, given that he was studying all this time, he hadn't had much of an opportunity to get a lot of work experience done. At least he had some basic work experience with entry level retail such as working in supermarkets and small stores. "As for work experience, I've got some retail work experience with one of the major supermarket chains back in Australia and a few small speciality retailers back home."

  • Like 1

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Neptune

Location: CEO Office, Naughty Cow Dairy

Silvina nodded absently as he spoke, turning his words over in her mind. His experience told her that he was at least used to interacting with customers, and work colleagues. So perhaps once he had gotten over his shyness, he would make a pleasant colleague. She didn’t like working with loud, obnoxious people. The quieter ones were much better, in her opinion. His degrees weren’t particularly useful in this job, from first glance since this job involved him ensuring the quality of their products. Neither of which needed an arts degree, nor a diploma in IT. He had already displayed the qualities that she was looking for. 

“Very good. So you have some experience, although nothing in what this job is for. But the skills you learnt there would become very useful indeed. Now, David, here comes a real test of your honesty,” She said, before giving him a faint smile, “What are your strengths and weaknesses?” She then asked him. She had a feeling that the answers to her question were likely to be very interesting.

Location: Talivana’s House, the UFF.
Date: 25th December, 2016 @ 06:00

Talivana came up from a deep sleep as her alarm began to shriek incessantly. She shifted on the bed, frowning slightly before she turned on her side, reached out and turned the alarm off. She was tempted to get a few more minutes of snoozing, however she knew that she had to get up to begin cooking the turkey. It was a large bird, and thus needed a lot of time to be able to cook thoroughly. With a sigh, she slowly opened her golden eyes before pushing back the thick covers of her bed. She slipped from them, revealing that she was completely naked but then with such thick blankets she didn’t need night clothes when sleeping. She turned and made her side of the bed to smooth out any wrinkles in the sheets. Once she was satisfied, she walked into her en-suite bathroom, went to the toilet and showered before she emerged with a towel wrapped around her. 

Thankfully, she had prudently made the flooring of her bedroom hardwood flooring. All manner of dirt, and hairs got caught in a carpet which were only then picked up by her feet due to the sticky nano-hairs that covered the sole of her feet. And that was not even counting the fluff that carpets seemed to always give off. It made her feel filthy, and she hated the feeling. A hardwood floor was a lot easier to keep clean, and she could easily peel her feet back off of it. Talivana towel dried herself down, to get herself as dry as possible before rubbing it through her long black hair. She hung up her towel to dry before going over to her chest of drawers to pull out a pair of black thigh highs, which she slipped onto her legs and drawing them all the way up to her thighs. Not only were these socks warmer, but they covered her feet to prevent them from sticking to everything. Talivana sat herself down at her dressing table, picking up her comb and running it through her thick hair to get rid of all the tangles. She then blow dried her hair, until the silky strands were completely dried through and she couldn’t feel any damp patches. Satisfied, she turned the hairdryer off, and put everything away so that her dressing table was once again neat and tidy. 

Talivana stood back up and went back over to her chest of drawers, pulling out a set of matching black underwear, before she pulled out a pair of black jeans which would fit snugly to her as well as a tight fitting, but plain T-shirt. She put the clothing items on before she went to her wardrobe and opened it up and pulling out a deep purple jumper that was thick and warm looking. With a smile, she pulled in on, tucking it down over her arse. Now that she was dressed, she needed to get on with the morning preparations. Hopefully she would be done by the time the children get up. 

Talivana went downstairs into the quiet ground floor, as it was clear that she was the only one up at this hour. It was warm in the house, as she had left the heating on overnight, but it wasn’t so warm that people couldn’t walk about comfortably wrapped up in cardigans or onesies. Just as it should be on a Christmas morning. She stepped into the living room turning on the main light, which was still the same as it had been the night before. She went up to the curtains and opened them up to reveal the white blanket outside, hazy through the netting and the darkness of the pre-dawn sky. The sight made her smile. She had always loved having snow on christmas. It made it feel more special.

Turning away from the window, Talivana entered the clean kitchen and turned on the light so that she could see what she was doing. She opened the large American style double-door fridge and pulled out a massive twenty-five pound turkey. There were other meats, such as a beef joint and a pork joint, but she didn’t need to start cooking them for a while yet. She used her foot to close the fridge door behind her and carried the turkey over to the centre island, which was used as a butcher's table for meat. Due to her natural Eldyrannth strength, the turkey was no problem to move around.

Once it was sat on the table, Talivana used her ability of telekinesis to reach into the turkey and pull out the bag of giblets as well as the neck. She made them float over to the bin before dropping into it. She didn’t use her hands not only because she didn’t like getting herself dirty like that, but her hands were covered by her gauntlets which were awkward to clean. Once Talivana made sure that the cavity was cleaned out, she carried the turkey over to the sink and gently lowered it into the metallic bowl before turning on the tap and rinsing the turkey thoroughly. Once that step was done, she pulled out the turkey and placed it down on the side.

Talivana went over to one of her ovens, turning it on to two-hundred degrees celsius so that it would pre-heat while she was stuffing the turkey. The stuffing that had been desired this year was sage and onion stuffing which she had prepared the night before and had left in the fridge overnight. She opened the fridge again, pulling out the tupperware container and carried it back to the turkey. She went to her cutlery drawer and got a spoon before coming back and proceeding to spoon up the stuffing before pushing it into the cavity of the uncooked bird. Once it was all in the turkey, Talivana put the container and the spoon aside as she carefully folded the flaps of the cavity to ensure that the stuffing would remain inside of the bird. She then prepared a mildly salty brine mixed heavily with aromatic herbs and some spices. She brushed on a very thin coating of the brine, coating the outer skin of the bird. 

Once the brining was complete, she carried the stuffing container and the brine bowl over to the sink, placing them into it before she went over to her cupboard full of pots and pans. She pulled out a large booking pan before placing it next to the turkey, eyeing the two up before nodding in satisfaction. This pan would definitely be large enough. She pulled out aluminium foil from a shelf on the butchers table, before pulling some of the silver foil from the roll. She tore off the first piece, laying it lengthwise in the pan, before tearing off another piece and laying it down the other way so that she could easily wrap the turkey up. She put the box of foil away before lifting the turkey up and placing it into the pan. She checked it over to make sure that it was sat in the centre.

She left the turkey to settle, going back over to her pots and pans cupboard and pulling out a small pan which she placed on the hob of one of her stoves and turned it on. She went back to the fridge before picking out a stick of butter and returning to the stove. Unwrapping the butter, she used a sharp knife to cut off a generous amount before dropping it into the pan for it to melt. She returned the rest of the butter to the fridge before she returned to the stove and used a small wooden spoon the stir the butter and encourage the melting. Once it was melted, she added fresh herbs like full rosemary leaves, as well as sage. She stirred it for a few moments before lifting the pan from the stove and putting the spoon aside to replace it with a brush. She liberately brushed the melted butter all over the turkey. 

When every drop of butter had been brushed and poured onto the turkey, Talivana put the pan aside before wrapping the turkey up with the aluminium foil. Once it was wrapped up like a present, she picked it up and carried it over to the oven which she opened with telekinesis. She put the turkey into the oven, intending on leaving it at that temperature for now before turning it down to do a more slow cook. She closed the oven before she turned on and began to clean up, humming softly to herself. She glanced at the clock on the wall, seeing that it was almost eight in the morning. No doubt the younger children were going to wake up soon, excited for the pile of presents under the tree. But she still should have time to clean up the mess she had made this morning, have something small to eat and enjoy a nice cup of tea before anyone else woke up. She liked the thought of having some peace this day before things became a lot more excitable. She had a full house today, with plenty of visitors. Just the way she loved to celebrate the holidays.

Location: Basement, The Promiscuous Palace, The UFF.
Date: 25th December, 2016 @ 06:00

Unlike Talivana, Diomedes was not pulling himself out of bed before dawn to attend to the preparation of food. In fact, he had not even gone to bed the previous night after Santrin’s visit. A visit that Diomedes wished had not happened. He was far too restless to even think about laying down. He could barely sit still in his chair. His fingers were restlessly drumming on the desk in front of him, as his eyes darted from one viewing screen to another, looking without actually seeing. It was more the desire to keep moving than want to keep looking at the screens. He shifted on his seat, slightly to one side and putting more pressure on one buttcheek as he crossed the opposite leg over the other. He seemed to still for a moment before he shifted again the other way. The restlessness was like a claw inside of his chest, trying to force its way out. It wanted him to keep moving, to shout his frustration to the world. Like some great untamable beast that was perverting his very being. Making every nerve feel as if it was on fire. 

He suddenly stood up, unable to keep sitting. His feet began moving of their own accord, causing him to pace around the small living area almost like a trapped animal. He muttered softly to himself, sounds without form or meaning. His glittering black eyes snapping with his inner agitation. He wished he had a larger area in which to move about. The entire basement was not enough room. He just wanted to walk. To wander for hours on end. He wasn’t sure why this wanderlust had suddenly gripped him. Perhaps he had spent too long cooped underneath this basement without a break. Sometimes the desire would come to him out of nowhere. However he wasn’t supposed to leave, especially for a prolonged period of time. He had to try and put a clamp on this desire. 

As he moved by an unoffending bookshelf, his arm lightly bumped against it. However in his agitated state it caused a wave of unreasonable anger to well up inside of him. In this fit of anger, he grabbed onto the bookshelf and suddenly yanked at it. His strength easily allowed him to pull it away from the wall and cause it to topple down onto the floor, scattering its contents everywhere. He then began to stamp and kick at the bookshelf, easily snapping the wood as he took his frustrations out on the inanimate object.

But when he had completely pummeled the bookshelf to death, he stopped his violence before letting out an irritated sigh. There was the bitter taste of disappointment in his mouth. Disappointment that he couldn’t better control himself. His father would not be too happy if he knew that Diomedes had let such agitation get the better of him. He closed his eyes, breathing deep as he drew up a memory from his childhood. His sixth birthday. The worst, and best day of his life. He focused on the good part, and it helped to begin calm him down and allow him to get some measure of control back. 

He then opened his eyes again and looked down at the broken pieces of his bookshelf and the now scattered books. He could simply reverse time to repair the shelf, however that was not an advisable move considering what was currently living above his head. Well, he was paying for his lack of control. He now needed a new bookshelf. Heaving a sigh, Diomedes bent down and began to clear up the broken pieces of wood, stacking them neatly in one corner to deal with later. As for the books, he gathered them up and moved them into the bedroom, putting them in a neat stack in the corner. Once he had finished cleaning up, he returned to his seat and sat back down, determined not to let his emotions get the better of him. He turned his eyes back to the unblinking screen, and the souless eyes that stared back at him.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Aurafox1

Location: Blackberry Park

Time: 6:30-7:00 on a Sunday morning.

Sophia was out for a morning jog in the park, as part of her usual routine. When you can't afford to buy coffee every morning, jogging in the park was the next best thing. In all honesty, though, she wouldn't trade her jogs for a cup anyway. She had grown to love the way the park looked in the mornings along with the quiet and peaceful atmosphere. Something about it made her feel at home. Just about anywhere else in the city made her feel like a fish out of water, claustrophobic and insignificant. Crowded streets, neon signs, heavy traffic, even when literally standing in the spotlight, there's always a bigger spotlight on something else two blocks down. It's not like the place was all bad, hell, it's one of the greatest tourist spots in the world! It's just that it never really felt like it was where she belonged. She looked up to the horizon, where the skyscrapers peaked out over the trees. Those buildings were visible no matter where you were in the city, it seemed. It was a constant reminder that she was practically imprisoned here, that she can try to fool herself with places like this park, but, whatever she did, she could never return to her home the way things used to be...

Realizing her mind was trailing off into the very area she distinctly jogs to get her mind away from, she lowered her head to focus on the trail in front of her and picked up her pace, her breasts bouncing as she ran, and her ass shaking with each step. Even when jogging, she made it a point to look her best with light makeup and form-fitting clothing including a tank that puts her cleavage on display. Of course, it was in the middle of the winter, so she had been wearing a jacket that she kept unzipped unless she really needed the extra heat. She often wore revealing clothing, even in the winter, to attract attention to herself, but it wasn't so much for sexual reasons like most would assume, and more so because it seemed to be the only way she knew how to get any form of social interaction. Although, there was admittedly something thrilling about making others all hot and bothered. She also did it for publicity. People are a lot more likely to stop by her shows if they're attracted to her both on and off stage.

After jogging for a while, Sophia sat down at a bench for a break, taking a sip of water from her bottle and setting it aside. She pulled her phone out of her pocket to check and make sure she hadn't missed any calls--her manager would probably fire her on the spot if she ever did--but thankfully, nothing. Again, it was the middle of the winter, so street performances weren't exactly ideal. Her income was often especially low around this time of year, so she usually had to resort to accepting more offers from those shady bars, clubs, and the like. She just leaned back and sighed. It was never anything she wanted to do. She would rarely get any respect as a singer, many drunk men would often just demand she strip. Hell, sometimes the employees would demand it. They would always justify it by commenting on the way she dressed, which she never really had an argument against. It was already about time for her to head back to her apartment and change, but part of her just wanted to stay here and stare at the scenery for just a little while longer...

  • Like 1

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Neptune

Location: Blackberry Falls Park
Time: 07:00 on a Sunday morning.

Unknown to the quiet figure sitting on the bench, she was being quietly watched by a figure that remained half hidden behind a tree. The figure was quite tall, and her hair was a long, luxurious black colour. Her face was breathtakingly beautiful, with almond shaped blues, a small delicate nose and cupid bow shaped lips. Her eyes were blue, and seemed to glitter like ice as they continued watching the young figure. The only thing that marred her beauty was a faint tinge of disdain that twisted her lips as she looked at the cattle around her. She was dressed in a form fitting felt coat that went down to mid-thigh. Wrapped around her neck, was a red scarf that helped keep her throat warm. Her long legs were wrapped in tight fitting jeans, and her feet covered in two inch heel boots that came up to the knee. 

She had spotted this young human while she had been jogging along the path. So young, and delicious. She was perfect. The feminine figure smirked slightly, no more than the curve of her lips. Yes. This young human would help her, in the achievement of her goals. She looked gullible enough. It should be an easy thing to tempt her. But the figure knew she had to be careful to avoid drawing the wrong kind of attention to herself. She also had to be careful not to become so excited that she spoiled the sacrifice before she was ready. Her Masters would be angry with her if she did that, and she certainly didn’t want to disappoint them. She did not particularly like their punishments. 

The figure pulled herself away from the tree and moved towards the bench. She made sure that her footsteps crunched down in the snow covered ground, so that the human would not be startled. Humans were so used to be noisy. But she plastered a sweet looking smile on her face as she sat herself down next to the human. She shivered slightly, partially from how cold it was, and partially because she could sense just how young and warm this human female was. It was causing desire to well up in her, and she had to try and keep herself firmly reined in. She stretched her smile as she introduced herself, “Hey there. Sorry to just barge in on you like this, but I couldn’t help myself for such a pretty little thing like you. I’m Kelania. What’s your name, sweetheart?”

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Aurafox1

Just as she was getting ready to leave, Sophia heard the crunch of footsteps approaching her from behind. She figured anyone with malicious intent would be a bit more careful with their approach, but she still couldn't help but feel uneasy. When she turned to look in the direction of the sound, she had half expected to see some middle-aged man coming to try and chat her up, but, to her surprise, she was greeted, instead, by what seemed to be a beautiful young woman. Something about the girl's smile immediately captured Sophie's interest as she watched her place herself particularly close. She noted the girl shivering shortly after sitting. She was about to say something when the girl began speaking.

Sophie couldn't help but blush slightly in response to the compliment. She had heard people talk to her like this several times in the past, it always just turned out to be a means to an end that she was never willing to go through with, but something about this girl's voice was gentle and soothing, friendly and inviting. Sophia didn't feel as if she were being invaded one bit. "Thank you, Kelania." Sophie responded, sitting more upright with a friendly smile of her own, her eyes now exploring more of Kelania's facial features. Not a single flaw that she could find. She looked as though she was wearing makeup, but no signs of actually covering anything... it was more to highlight her features than to cover any blemishes. Her skin looked soft and smooth, her cheeks were the perfect shade of rose, and her eyes were like a trap, sparkling wistfully as Sophie stared into them, it's probably for the best that her eyes were trapped there because otherwise, they would certainly be wandering elsewhere. "That's a beautiful name, and you're definitely a lot prettier than I am," Sophie continued. "For me, it's all makeup and clothes..." she trailed off, realizing she had neglected to answer Kelania's question. "Oh, sorry, I'm Sophia," she extended her hand to shake the girl's. "You can call me Sophie if you like..." she then recalled what she was going to ask before. "Are you cold? I can spare this jacket if you like, I'll probably be jogging all the way home, anyway, so I'll warm myself up."

  • Like 1

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Neptune

Location: Blackberry Falls Park
Time: 07:00 on a Sunday morning.

Kelania’s smile widened even further, feeling a surge of triumphant victory as this human seemed to be completely oblivious to the fact that Kelania was not like she was. She let out a low, seductive laugh, putting a hand to her chest, “You would do that for me? That’s so sweet of you. It’s just so cold here. I’m used to a much warmer climate. Me and snow just do not get on with each other.” She said, engaging in idle chatter to help keep Sophia relaxed and pliant. Kelania reached forward, grasping Sophia’s hand to return the shake. She almost moaned at how warm and soft Sophia’s hand felt. She just wanted to pull the young human closer and just have her way with her but once again she firmly clamped down on that desire. She had a job to do. It was with much reluctance that she let go of the human’s hand.

Kelania leaned slightly closer, allowing her eyes to roam up and down the soft body before her. Unconsciously, she bit the corner of her lip as her eyes became half lidded for a few moments before she drew in a breath. Damn, if she wasn’t careful she was going to lose control of herself. This little Sophia was a tempting little creature. She had to try and keep her hands to herself. If she could do just that, she would be richly rewarded for her efforts.

“Your name is beautiful, too. A beautiful name for a beautiful young lady. You’re not all makeup and clothes…” Kelania said, her eyes once again roaming over the young woman, “No, most certainly not, sweetheart. Your natural beauty is stunning.” She gave a flirtatious smile, loving the way that Sophia’s cheeks seemed to glow as she blushed, adding more colour to her delicious looking skin. Kelania couldn’t help but to run a finger up Sophia’s arm, revelling in the soft feeling of the flesh, “And this skin tone… I’ve never seen such a beautiful shade. I’m envious.” She then laughed again, and pulled her hand back before it started wondering of its own accord before she asked, seemingly innocently, “Where do you live, sweetheart?”

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Aurafox1

Sophia giggled softly in response to Kelania's explanation, the on-the-nose reference to her true origins clearly going completely over her head. "Me too, I'm from a pretty hot climate where it rarely ever snowed, but I've been here for a few years now and got used to the weather over time." Of course, she conveniently left out the fact that a big contributor of this was the fact that she had to survive with no heating or air conditioning during her entire life in the city. "I do miss being able to go to the beach almost any time of the year, though." She looked back at the lake which was partially frozen over.

She couldn't help but notice a slight shift of the girls' expression as their hands touched. Kelania's hand felt cold to the touch, but considering the topic of conversation, she assumed that was likely due to the weather more than anything. Aside from the temperature, her hand was soft to the touch and her nails looked delicately polished and manicured, not unlike her own, which were painted black at the moment. The handshake lasted a little while longer than she had expected, but Sophie didn't mind. In fact, whatever was going through this girl's head was likely going through her own. As she continued to stare into the demon's eyes, she couldn't help but feel a longing for her... But, no, she couldn't do anything like that. She would never surrender herself so quickly to someone she had just met... Finally, Kelania released her hand, which wasn't quite enough of a distraction to break their eye contact. 

Soon, Kelania began looking her body up and down without a hint of subtlety, but again, Sophia didn't mind. She was used to it and even enjoyed the attention. It was at this point that Sophia began to strip her jacket off, giving the demon a better view of her bare shoulders and the sides of her breasts through her tank. She found herself grinning slightly, knowing this woman would enjoy the view as she draped her jacket over her new friend's shoulders. 

Sophia blushed again as the girl complimented her natural beauty, and even more so as she began running her finger along her arm, the unexpected contact gave her goosebumps that made her shiver as well. "S-sorry, I guess I'm still a little cold after all." She giggled nervously. She then heard the girl's question and hesitantly answered. "Oh, it's nothing fancy, just some run-down old apartment a few blocks away. What about you? Where do you live?" She quickly wanted to change the subject away from her own housing, it wasn't exactly a situation she was proud to be in, and it certainly wasn't a way to impress a potential significant other.

  • Like 1

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Neptune

Location: Blackberry Falls Park
Time: 07:00 on a Sunday morning.

Kelania enjoyed the sight of her prey shivering in the cold winters morning. She could see goosebumps raising up across her skin. She tilted her head slightly, still having the pleasant smile plastered across her face. This human was definitely much easier to fool than she had anticipated. Her eyes gleamed with interest at hearing that she lived in a run down apartment. Could it be possible that this delicious little thing lived alone? This was better better and better. She pulled the warm jacket closer, breathing deep to catch the human’s sweet scent.

“Oh, I’m not native here. I’m a bit of a tourist. Although, if everyone is as sweet and pretty as you, I might consider applying for citizenship. I’m currently staying in some hotel. It’s a pretty nice place.” Kelania replied, before glancing around and then leaning closer to bring her mouth closer to Sophia’s ear so that she could speak in a low, confidential-seeming manner,

“Although one of the reasons I stay there was became of some rumours I’ve heard. I heard it was a haunted hotel. Filled with ghosts. I’m a big of an ghost-fan… I travel around, finding these haunted places and explore them. Do you believe in ghosts?” Kelania then pulled away with a mischievous look on her face, curious to see what her cute little human would say. She shifted a little closer so that their thighs were touching slightly as she made her smile as seductive as possible. She hoped that her little ruse would allow her to tempt this lovely creature back to this ‘hotel’ so that she could proceed with her work.

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites
Aurafox1

Sophia couldn't help but lean in closer as she felt Kelania's hot breath as she whispered into her ear. She was so caught up in her rapidly increasing heart rate, especially after feeling the contact of Kelania's thigh against her own and almost regretting wearing jeans, that it took her a moment to even process what the woman had said. "Ghosts...?" it was an odd question to ask in the moment. She had never had any particular interest in the occult, but ever since moving to this city, she had seen all kinds of races like elves and anthropomorphic animals which she had only ever heard about in fantasy back at her home. Sometimes she could swear that she must have fallen into a coma and this whole city was just some sort of hallucination, so she supposed that, as long as she's believing all of this to be real, why not ghosts? 

"I... suppose I do." She stared at Kelania's cheeky grin with a quizzical look before meeting her eyes again and smirking. "What, is this a dare or something? You want me to go to this haunted hotel of yours? Show me the way, then!" In hindsight, it was a dangerous decision to make so half-heartedly, especially in a place with so many criminals, but Sophia needed something to break up the monotony in her life, and maybe a friendship with an adventurous spirit like Kelania was just the place to start. Besides, after the way she had already started feeling toward her from just these few minutes of conversation, she could already feel a bond forming. Maybe she had finally found someone she could trust? Or... Maybe that was just wishful thinking. In all likelihood, she was probably planning on taking advantage of her for one reason or another, she shouldn't let her guard down around her. 

  • Like 1

Share this post


Link to post
Share on other sites

  • Recently Browsing   0 members

    No registered users viewing this page.

  • Similar Content

    • ShuyaHideaki
      By ShuyaHideaki
      Name: Shez Takishita
      Age: 29
      Gender: Male
      Species: Black Kitsune
      Origin/Nationality: Japan
      Occupation: Artist
      Height:  5'8"
      Weight: 198 lbs
      Eye Colour: Blue
      Hair Colour: Black
      Physical Description: His long, pitch black tail is very warm and soft to the touch, almost like a heater. His ears are softer than velvet, partially because he likes to keep himself as clean and kempt as possible. He normally wears street clothes and a puffy parka-type jacket (He likes his warmth). His hair is clean, wild, and soft to the touch (Possible softer than his ears and tail!). He wears an eye patch on his right eye, due to an injury he received in the car crash that killed his parents. He can still see, but he has a large scar around his eye that he doesn't like to show openly.
      General Overview: As mischievous as one kitsune can get, Shez is probably the most mischievous of them all. He loves playing pranks on others. Quite a lady magnet, he can't go one second without getting a flirty look from anyone. He even attracts some males! And this is why he likes seclusion.
      Strengths, Skills and Abilities: Shez has superhuman strength, speed, the ability to shape-shift, and he can copy any ability he see, sort of like muscle memory mimicry. He uses his abilities to impress his friends, since he’s kind of an attention whore with the people he’s comfortable around. His abilities are drawn from his dark, fox-like energy reserves. His energy reserves are huge, but can be easily depleted by overusing his abilities. He is also able to use his energy to expand any of his appendages, or even his entire body. Using his energy reserves, he can also heal wounds, bruises and other types of injuries just by placing his hands on someone and channeling his energy through his hands and into the person. As a Kitsune, Shez has the natural ability to shift his body shape to whatever he or another desires, as Kitsunes are natural born shape shifters.
      Weaknesses: Public crowds.
      Ambitions (Hopes/Dreams): To get over his shyness and become a professional singer, but he's to shy to share his voice with anyone.
      Hobbies and Interests: Art, singing, long showers
      Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
      Turn ons: Neck kissing, biting, ear nibbling, stomach kissing, sexy whispers in the ear
      Turn offs: Scat, vore, piss, fisting
      Penis Length: His normal length is about 13 inches, but he can change it at will. 
      Sensitivity:  On a scale of 1-10: 5
      STD History: None, and he doesn't plan to start one.
      Father: Haru Takishita (Deceased)
      Mother: Ayuka Utada (Deceased)
      Siblings: Ayumi Takashita (Deceased)
      Grandparents: Shin and Hanako Utada
      House: A fairly nice house by a gym
      Car: 2007 Ford Explorer
      Pet: None
      Awards/Commendations: 1st place in the 2016 Art show
      Criminal Record: None
      Bio: When his parents were killed in a car crash, he was adopted by his grandparents. He lived there until he graduated from college, moving to Blackberry Falls for a new start. He started expressing what he couldn't say in his art, beautiful pieces of work. He's always had a phenomenal voice when it comes to singing, but he doesn't feel comfortable letting it out in front of people. Instead, he makes up for wasted time in art shows, and art competitions.
    • Neptune
      By Neptune
      Character Identity Information
      Name: Rayvenne
      Date of birth: 6th June 1094AD 
      Gender: Female
      Religion: None. She is of the opinion that the God’s abandoned her long ago.
      Species: Human.
      Origin: She originates from a small village on the other side of the Dynz Desert in the lost Kingdom of Craethiel.
      Nationality: She has no nationality. Nor does she feel any loyalty to any particular country.
      Occupation: Monster Hunter and free-lancer.
      Physical Appearance
      Height: 5ft 1
      Weight: 100lbs
      Eye Colour: Black
      Hair Colour: Black
      Physical Description: Rayvenne is a small human female, with the toned and fit body of a fighter. Despite being so small (Average height when she originally born), her body is in proportion with itself with long, toned legs, curvy thighs, C-cup breasts, flat toned stomach and slender arms. She has long black hair that reaches down to her arse, straight and usually loose or tied in a low ponytail with a length of leather. She has black, glittering eyes which are slightly angled with full, thick eyelashes. The bridge of her nose curves slightly, giving her nose a slight flick. Sitting below her nose is a set of full lips. Her chin is small and she has a slender jawline.
      Her outfit is purely functional and not designed to be in anyway fashionable. Generally, the clothes that she wears is black in colour due to its stealth capabilities. She wears a skin tight t-shirt however hidden beneath it she has special armoured plates designed to protect her from injury. These plates are designed and produced by Keza Corp and are comparable to human military-level kevlar bullet-proof jackets. However it’s smaller and is much more easily hidden by the cloth of her T-shirt. Over that, she wears a tight black leather full-arm jacket that stops at her belt, showing off her hourglass figure quite easily. It has pockets on the side, as well as on the chest which are sealed with zips. She has a thick belt, with a back ouch attacked which is usually filled with spare ammo and other such objects. On her right hip she has a gun holster that usually has a gun present in it. On her other hip she usually has a sharp dagger that looks quite well worn. On her back, she usually has a silver plated sword. Her legs are covered by tight leather trousers which has more of the special plating hidden underneath to protect her legs from injury. On her feet she has heavy New Rock style boots that have steel caps.
      There is something that she will very, very rarely talking about, let alone let anyone see. However there is a small device that is embedded into her chest, between her breasts. It is diamond in shape, made from an unknown but smooth black material. In the centre of it, is a small crystal that is white in colour, which occasionally pulses. On each of the straight edges of the strange device, a claw emerges from it, digging into her flesh with a strong grip that will not relent. 
      Personality, Traits and Abilities
      General Overview: When you first meet Rayvenne, she is extremely withdrawn, and private. She will not easily offer information about herself, especially her past. She does not have many friends, and she will not easily allow someone to call her their friend. She always prefers to work alone, not accepting help or advice from others easily. While she might listen to them, she might not take their advice on board. She keeps information about herself zealously guarded, and thus it is a sign of great trust if she shares personal information about herself. Likewise, she will never ask someone anything personal, unless they trust her just as much as she would be trusting them. She will also very rarely attend public events, even if she is specifically invited. She loathes being around so many people and she hates having to be polite about it, too. She would much rather go off and do her own thing. Due to the fact that she has problems with trusting others, she is very evasive. She doesn’t tend to let her opinions known, even when asked, she doesn’t tend to show her true emotions, she avoids questions especially if they are personal in nature, and she doesn’t tend to hold a conversation with people. She is quite anti-social, in that she completely rejects existing authority figures. She feels that society is not worth her efforts to become a part of it, and only concerns herself with her own self and those close to her. She is also rather disdainful of tradition and societal rules. 
      When someone is able to get past her rather tough exterior personality, she is very honest with others. She will never tell a lie, as she knows that lies will always be found out eventually. She finds lying to be a pointless waste of time. She might hide the entire truth, but she would never lie. In tie with that, she is very honourable. She has a strong sense of personal honour. While she does not play by the rules of society, she plays by her own rules. She would never exploit someone, harm someone or take something that isn’t hers. She will always defend the weak and she will always own up to her mistakes. She also has a strong sense of Justice, and won’t stand by and watch as someone is being violated in some manner (Like mugged, raped, robbed, etc.). She is a patient person, never rushing to complete a task and taking her own time with it. She will wait for hours on end, without talking or moving, until the correct time occurs. This ties in very well with her occupation, which can involve a lot of waiting around. This is partly due to how disciplined she is. She keeps her emotions firmly in check, to the point where no one can easily tell what she is feeling at any given point. When she sets herself a task, she does not waver easily from it. She also always strives to improve her skills, to make herself better and stronger. She does not easily cave into others, as she is remarkably strong-willed. Despite her anti-social behaviour, and unwillingness to be very open, she is rather perceptive when it comes to others and she can often make connections that others miss. Although she usually keeps such observations to herself, unless it’s needed. She can quickly assess a problem and come up with a solution for it on the fly.
      With those that don’t know her very well, she can be seen as very callous. She will say things in a very honest, blunt manner without thinking about the feelings that she would be hurting thus when dealing with people she is very tactless. She does not show her emotions to others easily, and she does not trust easily so she would never communicate her emotions. As such, she will never cry at a funeral, or express remorse for killing someone especially through defense. She relies solely on herself, and does not ask of anything from others or accept help. She often tries to keep people at arms reach, to prevent getting close to them but sometimes persistence does pay off with her. She is very reluctant to impart information, especially about herself. She is also reluctant about imparting her feelings and thoughts. She is deeply cynical, and does not easily trust the words, or even actions, of others. As such, she will always provide evidence to a claim that she makes. She is never surprised when she sees people committing atrocities. She always expects others to break their promises or backstab her in some way. She also expects people to try and take advantage of her in some way thus she is very suspicious of people. Sometimes she will think that someone being nice to her, has a hidden agenda. She will not commit to anything unless she knows all of the details. She will usually be very pessimistic, and usually focusing on the negative in things, and expecting the worst possible outcome. While people would find this irritating, such thinking has saved her life before as she always plans for the worst outcome. She is very alert, always looking for changes and danger, so that she can come up of means to deal with the situation.
      Rayvenne is very adventurous. She does not stay in one location for long, unless she has a long term mission to complete. She often travels from one end of the world to the other. She takes a lot of risks, especially where her occupation is concerned. If she remains in one place for too long, she becomes bored and gets the itch to move on. Thus it’s possible for people to not see her for years. She is quite confident, and always treats everyone around her equally. She doesn’t pay much attention to the opinions of others in regards to her, whether that be positive or negative. She meets challenges head on, and doesn’t back down easily. This ties in with her being courageous, and thus not backing down from danger or situations where her very life is at risk. When doing a task, she can become very focused and will not stray very easily. It’s almost impossible to divert her from what has her attention. She will strive to figure things out and to learn more. With her emotional control, she usually has a very clear, level head in various situations including new ones. Rayvenne is quite resourceful, and is able to adapt to new situations and making do with what she has been given. She’s not very wasteful; if she can make use of it, she will keep it. 
      Strengths, Skills and Abilities:
      Due to the artefact that has fused with her, Rayvenne has been granted numerous abilities and enhancements. These ensure that she is able to keep her ground with the numerous monsters that she encounters.
      Enhanced Eyesight: Her eyesight is far more powerful than that of an average human. This allows her to be able to see further, and to see details that other humans would miss such as imperfections in a surface. She also has good night vision, which allows for her to be able to navigate around in the dark with ease.  Enhanced Smell: Again, her sense of smell is enhanced far greater than that of a human, almost wolf-like. This allows her to track targets through scent alone, even several days after they have passed through. This means that she can smell things that might not even be there, such as blood and other such fluids. She can also smell when someone is sick, injured, pregnant, or even fertile. Enhanced Hearing: She has a much more advanced hearing than a human’s. She can hear tones that are both higher and lower than the human hearing range. She can also hear things from a distance away from her as well as things that are so quiet they go unnoticed by humans. This allows for her to be able to track targets easily, and keep an eye on her own sound-print and prevent herself from being loud enough to alert her enemies to her presence. Enhanced Touch: Rayvenne has a lot more sensitive sense of touch than a human. She can feel the imperfections in an otherwise smooth looking surface, like fractures in metal. She is hypersensitive to both hot and cold, and can accurately tell the temperature of something by touching it. Her enhanced sense of touch also means that she is very sensitive to the touch of others, which is one reason she doesn’t like being touched. She is more sensitive to both pain, and pleasure.  Enhanced Taste: She has a sense of taste that is superior to that of a human. Even bland foods can be tasteful to her, allowing her to be able to eat food that nutritionally good, but too bland for other humans to enjoy eating. She can also taste things that others cannot, such as foreign substances and even poisons.  Enhanced Stamina: Her stamina is much more than that of an average human, allowing her to be able to continue moving and being active for much longer before she is in need of a rest. She can run all day long with only breaks to eat. She can even remain awake for a few days before she is in dire need of sleep.  Enhanced Speed: Rayvenne has speed that far outstrips a human’s, on par with some supernatural creatures such as werewolves and vampires. This allows her to surprise her opponents and to strike before they have a chance to counter-attack. Along with her extreme stamina, she can easily out-run many opponents.  Enhanced Reflexes: While it can take humans a few seconds to react to a situation, Rayvenne will react in a fraction of the time, allowing her to respond to danger much faster and to get into the fighting frame of mind to defend herself. This has saved her life many times, and has also allowed her to escape without severe injury.  Enhanced Endurance: Despite her sensitivity to things such as heat, cold and pain, she has a remarkable endurance when it comes to them. Often time, an injury that would cripple a human, would be almost nothing to her. She can remain in environments that humans would find uncomfortable, such as a desert or arctic region, without severe effects although there is still a limit to her endurance.  Increased Strength: She is stronger than the average human male, allowing her to move objects that humans could not. This also allows her to be able to block attacks that would otherwise cause her to stumble. It also helps in the resistance to injury, as she can tense the muscle to prevent the injury from being worse than it could be. She can also jump higher and further than an average human, allowing her to take routes where humans would be unable to follow her. Accelerated Healing: Rayvenne is able to recover from injuries much faster than a human would, and is able to recover from wounds that would otherwise kill a human. For example, small cuts will be gone overnight, whereas a broken bone will take a week to repair itself, instead of several weeks. Not only does she have a high endurance for pain, but the artefact forces her body to release pain-killing hormones when she is injured, accounting for some of her endurance towards it. She is also resistant to disease, toxins, and poisons. She isn’t immune to everything, but she can resist most things, including STDs. Her immune system is artificially boosted through the artefact, which creates its own cells that fight against such things. They attack all foreign bodies within her body. They are also used in the healing process, helping to speed up the separation of natural cells, and helping to stitch a wound close. If she is very close to death, the artefact begins to expand and encompass her entire body to put her into a protective cocoon while it heals her body. Once she has been healed, the artefact returns to normal.  Extended Life Span: Thus far, Rayvenne has almost reached the age of a thousand and she has yet to physically age. This is due to the fact that the artefact has greatly extended her Life Span, and preventing her body was shutting down through overuse. She is unsure as to how much her life has been expanded by but it appears as if it is quite expanded. Combat: Rayvenne has had many years of combat experience. She is most skilled with swords, and it is her preferred way of fighting, although she is quite skilled with a gun. Due to her increase speed and strength, she can hit a lot faster than a human, and can move her weapons a lot faster, making her more than a match for some of the most seasoned human swordsmen. Her vision also makes the use of guns far easier for her, and makes her accuracy far beyond what a human is able to accomplish. For a battle that she knows is coming, she always plans ahead, and always plans for the worst. If a battle comes on suddenly, she is able to think quickly on her feet to come up with a plan to overcome her opponents. Her enhancements make her a tough opponent to fight against as her stamina and endurance will allow her to outlast many opponents. She usually has one silver sword strapped to her back, a gun on her right hip, and a dagger on her left hip.
      Magic: Due to the time that she spent with a witch, she has learnt a few rudimentary spells. None of them are particularly powerful, however they do give her an edge in a fight. She knows a simple fire spell, that allows her to summon forth small fires, as well as a force spell that allows her to push things away from her.
      Alchemy: She has some skill with alchemy, and is able to produce various potions for healing, increased stamina, increased strength, increased speed and an energy boosting potion that can revive someone from even the worst battle weariness. These potions are not fit for human consumption.
      Survival Skills: Rayvenne knows how to take care of herself out in the Wilderness. She knows how to quickly make a camp, find water and produce food for herself. Rayvenne know many medical herbs, and has a decent knowledge of edible plants. She can defend herself against most dangers, so she has no real problems when travelling about. 
      Weaknesses:
      Despite the advantages that the artefact grants Rayvenne, there are downsides to the artefact and the changes it has made to her.
      Enhanced Eyesight: Despite how enhanced her eyesight is, there is still a limit to its range. She also cannot see through objects, so targets can hide themselves behind cover to escape her gaze. With how sensitive her eyesight is, a sudden bright source of light would rend her temporarily blind, which can cause temporary disorientation. Several seconds in which someone can take advantage and strike. Enhanced Smell: Due to how sensitive her sense of smell is, she can not only smell things she wants, but also things she really doesn’t want to such as the stench of death, disease and filth. Sometimes she finds these smells overwhelming and can sometimes cause her to become sick. Enhanced Hearing: Loud noises can impair her hearing and make her temporarily deaf. Due to the fact that she has a hearing range beyond that of a human, she can hear sounds that they cannot and come of them, especially the high pitched ones, cause her a distressing headache.  Enhanced Touch: If someone is able to breach her pain barrier, she is very susceptible to pain as well as pleasure. Both of which can be used against her, especially pleasure as she does not have the same tolerance towards it as she does pain.  Enhanced Taste: Rayvenne doesn’t like unpleasant tastes, and will often vomit if she encounters it. An unpleasant enough, or strong enough, taste can cover up the taste of anything like poisons, meaning that she would not taste the poison and thus be vulnerable to its effects.  Enhanced Stamina: If she runs all day, she will need a good night’s sleep to recover from such a run. If she continues doing this for a prolonged period of time, it will take her a little longer to recover each time until it comes to the point where she would need several days to recover. If she remains awake for several days, then it’s not unheard of for her to sleep for an entire day. Enhanced Speed: Her speed can be slowed down in numerous ways, such as fighting on uneven, or marshy ground. Wounds in the correct places would also slow her down and leave her vulnerable to attack. Tiredness can also be another factor in slowing her down. Enhanced Reflexes: Like with the speed, there are numerous ways to slow down her reflexes. Wounds and tiredness are the easiest ways to slow her down and leave her vulnerable to attack.  Enhanced Endurance: Her endurance does have its limits, and she can still suffer from the effects of being exposed to the environment, if it is harsh enough or she is exposed for too long. This can leave her in a weakened state. Increased Strength: Tiredness can have an effect on her strength, as she does not have the energy to be able to keep up with her strength. This also affects her speed and jumping distance.  Accelerated Healing: As her healing needs for her to be at peak health, if she is weakened, in ill-health or malnourished, then her healing will slow down. A serious wound can take a while to heal, leaving her in a vulnerable state. Even though she is resistant to disease, she can still become ill to something serious that could still kill her. Also, even though she is resistant to poisons and toxins, she can still be affected if a large enough dose is administered.  Extended Life Span: Even though she has lived for almost a thousand years, or so, she is convinced that if she lives for too long, she will go insane. Combat: She can fall prey to someone with superior fighting skills, who uses magic or abilities that far outstrip her own. She will not give in easily, though, and will continue to fight even if heavily injured. She is also vulnerable to long range attacks such as guns, which not even her speed and reflexes would allow her to dodge.
      Magic: Her simple spells take up energy which can be draining after a while. If she does not have the energy, she cannot use her magic.
      Alchemy: If she lacks the ingredients needed, she cannot make anything. Her potions only have a limited use rate, and she can only carry a few on her at all time.
      Ambitions (Hopes/Dreams): Currently she doesn’t have any real dreams to aim towards. She is content moving about to move about Craethiel and earn her money through the slaying of monsters.
      Hobbies and Interests: Rayvenne spends most of her time travelling about the world. She doesn’t remain still long enough to really pick up a hobby. Her only interest in life is her work, and travelling to see new sights and to see new places due to her adventurous nature. She will happily talk about the finer points of swordsmanship, and she does like to read on new subjects. She always enjoys having something new in which to read. 
      Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual.
      Personal Sexual Information
      Turn ons:
      Making love with someone she has a deep emotional bond with. Giving her lover pleasure and making them feel good. Having rough sex which is intended to relieve urges from both partners. Being close to her love; being touched often. No strings attached sex where neither she, nor her partner expect anything to result form their union.  Turn offs: 
      Scat, Necrophilia, water sports, Gore and Vore. Being degraded and humiliated. Her partners being violent. Penis Length: N/A
      Breast Size: C-cup
      Sensitivity: Due to the artefact that has fused itself with her, she is very sensitive to the touch, and very sensitive to pleasure.
      Additional Sexual Information: It is very hard to get the trust from Rayvenne in order to be in a relationship with her, she will have NSA sex with people. Also, due to the artefact, she cannot have children as it has made her sterile. 
      STD History: Clean.
      Extra Information
      Father: Unknown
      Mother: Unknown
      Siblings: Unknown
      Grandparents: Unknown
      House: She does not own a home. She travels far too frequently to settle down anywhere or to make the effort of having a home. She only stays in a place long enough to do contracts before she is moving on again.
      Car: None. She tends to rent them due to the fact that she moves about the world so much.
      Pet: A Familiar Raven, called Raeghan. He used to be a familiar to a witch Rayvenne once knew. When the witch died, Raeghan decided to remain with Rayvenne. He is slightly larger than a normal raven, and his eyes are a blood red in colour. He is as intelligent as a human, and is even able to speak. He’s a good philosopher and he likes to read literature. He likes to debates a vast array of subjects, including morals and ethics. He often likes to take a devil’s advocate position in debates to make a conversation interesting. 
      Additional information: None, for the moment.
      History
      Awards/Commendations: None.
      Criminal Record: Clean.
      Medical Record: She has lost her first child in a miscarriage. 
      Bio: Rayvenne was born into a small, poor village, called Vennerr. It is located beyond the Dynz Desert, and consists of primitive wooden houses surrounded by fields of crops. Rayvenne didn’t know who her father was. At the beginning there was only her mother and even then she doesn’t remember much of her, other then the sound of her voice singing a soft lullaby. However, her mother died while she was very young, leaving her as an orphan. The village made sure that she was fed, clothed, and allowed her to use their barn as somewhere to sleep. In return, they also expected her to watch their cows, to prevent them from straying. It was not a hard job, and it allowed Rayvenne plenty of time to pretend that she was some great warrior in a distant land. When she was seven, one of the villagers decided to take her into their home. He allowed her to sleep in her own room, made sure that she was fed and clean. He expected her to help him with his little scientific experiments. But otherwise, he left her alone. He rarely talked to her, if at all and he never showed her any form of affection. Sometimes he would use her to test his experiments, which sometimes resulted in her being hurt or sick. But she was stubborn, and continued to live there as it was certainly more interesting than watching cows.
      As she grew older, and began to mature, she began to notice the men in the village. In particular, she saw a handsome young man called Beag. She wanted to attract him, so that she could marry him and bare him a lot of children. However her position of being a poor orphan did not grant her a very high position on the social hierarchy and thus he never saw her as a potential wife. She tried as best as she could to attract his attention, even going so far as to allow him to use her for sex. But he was still not interested. She had no inheritance, and thus was nothing more than someone for him to get his urges out. It was not long until she discovered that she was pregnant with his child. Thinking that it would get Beag’s attention, she informed him that she was carrying his child. She expected him to promise her hand in marriage, however that was not what happened. He called her a number of names that boiled down to her being a slut and whore. He did not believe that he was the father of her child and tossed her out onto the street where everyone could hear them. Humiliated and shamed, she retreated back to the old man that had taken her in and cried for days. There was no way she could get rid of the child, as they lacked safe techniques to abort a pregnancy. She and her child were doomed to the lives of paupers.
      There was a lot of talk around the village about her, mainly rumours and some indignation that she had tried to trick Beag into marriage. People would glare at her in passing, and some would outwardly spit at her. Thus she spent most of her time inside, where her caretaker was playing with a strange triangular artefact that he had bought off of a travelling trader. One day, he approached her and asked her to help him with an experiment. Knowing that she couldn’t really refuse as she needed his kindness, she agreed. He got her to lie down on a table and open up the front of her dress. He then put the artefact down onto her skin, causing it to latch into her skin. Immediately she was assaulted by intense pain all over her body which caused her to scream out. Her caretaker tied her down to the table, gagging her to quieten her screams as this pain continued on for six days, and six nights and she was aware of each passing moment. When the pain finally died away, she collapsed and slipped into unconsciousness. When she woke up, she found herself in her own bed. She noticed immediately, that things were different. Her senses had been enhanced, and the world looked slightly different around her. Getting up, she sought her caretaker who seemed delighted that she had woken up. He did a number of tests, muttering to himself as he did so. But then he retreated to his lab again and poured over his work, leaving her to her own devices. Rayvenne discovered numerous things about that strange artefact. For one thing, she could heal faster, and she was a lot stronger than she used to be. Thinking that these new abilities would allow her to help her villagers and hopefully Beag’s attention, she began to help around the village. However the villagers grew scared of her strength and prowess. So scared that one day, they decided to gather and ambush her, with Beag leading the charge. They caught her by surprise, violently beating her up and screaming at her that she was sent by the devil and that she was demonic scum.
      She broke free of them, fleeing the village with them in pursuit although they fell back after a time. But the damage had already been done. She had been chased out of her childhood home and, despite the faster healing she now had, she had also lost the baby. She grieved for days, trying to remove the artefact, however nothing she did was working. It could not be removed. This caused her even more anger and grief. She was forced to continue living with it on and any attempts to end her life were stalled as well. Sometimes she would encounter other villages, and hoped that they would take her in and allow her to live there, but every time her abilities showed themselves they would chase her out with curses and screams. Her mind reeling with grief and pain, she began to travel blindly, stumbling into the Dynz Desert. She hoped that the extreme environment that few could cross, would allow her to meet some kind of end. But that didn’t happen. The artefact forced her to continue living as she moved across the blistering expanse of the desert. Time meant little to her. The days came and passed, and she only slept every so often. She passed the barrier into the Kingdom of Craethiel without knowing it. Finally, near the edge of the desert she collapsed, thinking that she was close to death. However, it was not to be. The artefact enclosed her within a protective cocoon and began to heal her body.
      When she emerged, she was unsure how much time had passed but one thing she was immediately aware of was that she was no longer in the desert. She was in some kind of home that was filled with many plants, and pots of strange bubbling liquids. Feeling confused, she tried to figure out where she was but she did not recognise anything around her. There was no visible way that she could leave this room, either. She was trapped here. So she explored every inch of the room that she was in, but could find nothing to aid her escape. Just as she was considering punching a hole through the wall, a wall of ivy suddenly shifted and a small figure came into the room.
      Rayvenne demanded to know who she was, and where she was, when the woman grinned toothily at her, “My name is Maede. I’m a witch.” Was all the introduction she was given. The witch proceeded to feed her, and began talking up a storm about how she had found a strange cocoon in the desert and had brought it back. She mentioned that she had heard about the artefact before, but she didn’t know its name. The most she knew about it, was that it was some kind of way for a distant King to have a strong army but for one reason or another he was unable to use it in large scale. But one thing she told Rayvenne, was that it could not be removed from its host, meaning that Rayvenne was resigned to keeping it. She would have to adjust to a new kind of life. Maede offered to give her some teaching in the arts of magic and alchemy which Rayvenne decided to take up. Maede also gave her new clothes to replace the tattered rags of her previous dress.
      Rayvenne stayed for some time, getting to know Maede and her familiar, Raeghan. During that time, she had also found swords that Maede had hidden away as she no longer needed them. The witch told Rayvenne that she could keep them if she wished as she had no need for them. And thus Rayvenne began to train in the use of these swords, with Raeghan telling her how to use them as he seemed to know how to. He claimed to have watched numerous Master Swordsmen, and thus was able to pass down the methods onto Rayvenne. She wasn’t going to complain; he was good teacher that gave praise and criticism where it’s needed. It was also during this time that Rayvenne learnt how to read, as no one in her village could do so. She loved reading, and read her way through Maede’s entire library with had subjects ranging from the seasons to the monsters that inhabit the world. She was fascinated, and she began to realise what she wanted to do. She wanted to travel the land and earn her money by slaying monsters. 
      Time passed quickly for Rayvenne, and she remained with Maede until she was roughly sixty-six years old. Then disaster struck as the witches home was attacked by some group of bandits. They destroyed the small home, and succeeded in killing Maede. Rayvenne tried to defend the only friend she had ever had in her life, but the wounds Maede had suffered were too much to heal. Enraged, she slew the attackers and dumped their bodies in a hole in the ground. She returned back to the home and buried Maede and left a grave in respect for her former friend and teacher. She then gathered up as many supplies as she could and took one of the horses that the bandits had left behind. Raeghan, now without his mistress, decided to tag along. 
      Rayvenne headed deeper into Craethiel, taking odd jobs in various villages and towns, ridding them of various monsters. She began to garner a reputation as a strong warrior, and was often met with a mixture of fear and awe from people. Not many people wanted to make friends with her, and she hated the way they either cowered away from her, or fawned at her feet. She continued to move about the Kingdom, slaying beasts and monsters from all over, including taking some contracts for the human King himself to deal with monsters that troubled his people. 
      When she was eighty, she encountered a Duke within the Castle at Selil. He spoke in a charming manner, and didn’t seem to treat her with the same distance as others. She found herself quickly becoming friends with him, and would do some extra jobs for him. This went on for a few years, until she began to notice some rather disturbing things. Sometimes the ‘bandits’ that she was asked to get rid of, were small communities that lived in tents. There were children there, as well as some farm animals. They never looked like raiders. At first, she tried to deny it, but as she began looking deeper into the situation, she found that he was using her to get rid of human settlers so that he could utilise the land for his own selfish gains. She felt very cruelly tricked, and confronted the man in front of the King, resulting in the Duke getting arrested. Afterwards, she had some assassins that were sent after her, but she managed to keep them off of her tail until they eventually stopped. She vowed to never let someone take advantage of her like that again, and was always wary and suspicious of those that seemed to be friendly towards her. Her reputation in the Craethiel continued to develop, marking her as a cold, aloof, but strong person that should not be crossed.
      While the events that happened in Craethiel can’t be spoken about at length (On account of not yet been roleplayed) Rayvenne was involved in world-changing events that occurred as she met up with the survivors of Vorserend and participated in the Battle of Devlyn’s Keep. But afterwards, she continued her work much in the same way, but kept in contact with Talivana and her family. She then began to travel the world, going from one corner to the next to be hired for her services to eradicate problem monsters and pests. As the world grew more modern, the need for her services have become less so she has done other odd-jobs and hired herself out as a mercenary. She has watched the world grow from medieval times into the technology era. 
      In the year of twenty-ten before the defences of the Promiscuous Palace were properly in place, she stumbled upon Diomedes tracking rumours of strange monsters hidden within the Palace. Since then she has become his friend, and he has hired her numerous times to do jobs for him and to act as his representative within the UFF and Ashaea, as Talivana granted her not only visitor visas to the UFF as she refused citizenship, but also permission to go to the Palace to visit Diomedes. 
    • ShuyaHideaki
      By ShuyaHideaki
      "Rosal will only be one of my NPC characters until I can get his profile finished"
    • Neptune
      By Neptune
      Non-Playable Characters
      This thread has several purposes. The first of which, is to inform you of how Blackberry Falls deals with NPCs, and even Featured NPCs. While NPCs are often random figures such as a woman at a reception desk of some office building, a Featured NPC is an individual that is owned by a Roleplayer but isn't a fully formed character. This individual serves the purpose of driving a roleplay forward and for helping in the development of our characters, thus they are roleplayed only in specific circumstances. These featured NPCs, depending on how the owner wishes for it to be, can either be generally roleplayed by all players or restricted to the owner.
      The first place that NPCs can be found are Lore threads, such as the Blackberry Falls one which has images of the Ashaean President, as well as the Mayor of Blackberry Falls. These are featured NPCs of the roleplay and are restricted to being controlled by the Game Master; Me. But these are figures that can be referenced by other characters, as well as spoken about.
      Another place to find featured NPCs would also be Locations, where these NPCs would be tied to the location, such as CEOs, or even the Dean in the case of schools, or simple clerks in a shop. Featured NPCs can also be tied to a character within their ID.
      However this thread is for NPCs that don't fall into any of these categories. At the moment, it's the only solution to keep them in one place since I currently cannot create a single album which allows everyone to post pictures in it. So post the images in the Extra Information Images, and post them up in this thread along with this simple template:
      Name: 
      Date of Birth: 
      Age: 
      Species: 
      Height: 
      Weight: 
      Nationality: 
      Occupation:
      Information: 
      Of course, you are free to add or change any of the fields if they are more suitable to your NPC.
    • ShuyaHideaki
      By ShuyaHideaki
      Name: Chazin Ryoku
      Age/Date of Birth: April 26, 1504
      Gender: Male 
      Species: Chazin is known as a being called an Unversed, or a hybrid caused by the breeding of an angel and a demon (Often forced upon the cleaner of the two).
      Origin: Chazin was conceived and birthed in England.
      Nationality: Chazin was born and raised in the the United Kingdom, and he often visits his birthplace each year, though not always at the same time each year.
      Occupation: Chazin has chosen to be a Demon hunter/Spiritual cleanser, both influenced by his parents.
      Physical Appearance: 
      Height: Chazin is measured to be 2.04 meters (Or six feet and seven inches.)
      Weight: The last time he was weighed, he was around two hundred and fifteen pounds. For his size and frame, it would appear that he shouldn't weigh nearly that much, hinting that he has something much larger hidden inside of him
      Eye Colour: Black with red irises/White with blue irises
      Hair Colour: Jet black with a streak of blonde near the nape of his neck.
      Physical Description: Chazin is thin with dark, jet-black hair and nails. A small streak of blonde hair can be found on the back of his head near the nape of his neck. His whites of his eyes are black with red irises, though he can change those at will (normally to white with blue irises). He wears a trenchcoat that is torn and tattered at the bottom over a clean, white tank-top. His look has changed over the years, and this is the one that he’s settled for. His knuckles and neck are tattooed with runes that enhance his abilities farther than that of a normal Unversed. Or even a demon or angel. He wears black jeans and black combat boots. On his chest and back are a series of marks. They often disappear and reappear, completely rearranged. He has pearly white teeth with sharp, elongated canines. His skin is pale, pasty and sort of feels rubbery to the touch. Though they have rarely been shown to anyone, Chazin possess bat-like wings that are coated with dark gray feathers. They have only been shown to those that he has deemed trustworthy and have proved to be able to keep their mouths shut during extreme conditions.
      Personality, Traits and Abilities: 
      General Overview: Chazin is normally cool and collected unless if someone gets to the end of his rather long fuse. When this happens, he does not think clearly and just acts on any sort of whim that crosses his mind. He will not stop at anything to get back at the person or people that pushed him over the edge. He is a person that is not easily able to forgive someone, though he gives mercy more freely than he should. He has a silver tongue, easily able to persuade people into giving him what he wants. When someone is able to counteract his smooth talk, he simply smiles and walks away from the situation.
      Strengths, Skills and Abilities: Chazin has amazing strength to match his abilities. He is super quick and smart. And what’s worse is that he likes to flaunt it, though he never gets too uppity as to show off his true potential when it isn’t needed. His abilities are as shown with their weaknesses provided. Reminder: Chazin has tattooed runes on his fingers and around his neck that enhance his abilities farther than the normal Unversed, demon, or angel.
                      -Telekinesis: Chazin can lift, move, or control any object/being with a simple thought. This ability comes with a great price, though. He normally has to concentrate extremely hard to work this, and the physical exertion is extreme. The most he has suffered from this had been short term brain trauma.This method is usually a last resort.
                      -Abnormal Speed: Chazin is quicker than most people and he uses this as one of his main resources during battle or to just impress someone. This requires an extreme amount of food, since his metabolism is through the roof. The weakness to this is his limited amount of stamina, which usually lasts for about half an hour to an hour. Though, he usually can get things done quickly before he reaches this limit.
                      -Cloning: Chazin is known for creating clones to trick and deceive people. It is also a helpful trick to use during a fight. In order to use this, he must have an open wound for blood to pour out and make a replica of himself. Another alternative to this technique is to use a portion of his reserved energy. He could possibly suffer from blood loss or fatigue and pass out during battle. This is also a last resort to be used during battle.
                      -Telepathy: Chazin can read other's minds or project his thoughts into another’s mind. He is often known for placing false thoughts into another's mind for information or just to play a cruel joke. This takes a lot of concentration, though, and can take up to half a minute to activate the ability. It can make him light headed and susceptible to risky actions on his part.
                      -Abnormal Strength: Chazin is stronger than the normal person, demon, or angel. He can easily lift about four times his own weight with little strain on his body. If he pushes himself, he has been able to lift (and throw) an object of maximum ten times his own weight. The weakness with this ability applies with the weakness for his speed, having to eat a ton and exercising to keep himself in shape.
                      -Anti-Magic Attacks/Reverse Incantations: Through various training exercises with various trainers, Chazin has learned to counteract any spell or incantation placed against him. These anti-magic attacks or reverse incantations take energy, though not very much. He often only uses these when he needs to get into a building that is barricaded by a spell or against enemies that like to use curses or magic against him. They don't always work, however, and also might backfire against him.
                      -Enhanced Hearing: Chazin's ears are so sensitive that once, he was able to hear a pin drop in a room full of noisy people. This ability has many weaknesses, ranging from different pitches of a sounds to being completely overwhelmed by a room full of people. He has learned to dial this back and tends to fare just fine when he is in a crowded area, though he does tend to enjoy his peace and quiet when he isn't hunting. He is not normally one to be found at parties unless if he is hunting in that area.
                      -Silver Tongue: Chazin is normally easily able to persuade a normal person with his smooth talking. It has a bit to do with his demonic heritage. This ability works alongside his telepathy, where he is able to push anything he wants into one's mind. Anything he speaks will be pushed into the person’s mind to try and persuade then to give him any sort of information or do something that Chazin wants them to do. It doesn't work all the time, though. Those that are able to keep a clear mind can easily deflect this and deny what he is ordering or requesting.
                     -Demonic Detection: Chazin uses this ability to track dangerous demons that are nearby. Ones that are an utter threat and cannot be relinquished with a mere exorcism. He can detect demonic activity from a radius of one and a half miles around him. Of course, if the demon is strong enough, then it can be detected a bit outside of the radius. This takes concentration, which is not very helpful in stressful situations
                     -Weapons Master: Chazin is very skilled when it comes to weaponized combat. Chazin has learned many a types of weaponized combat, but it still doesn't beat his favorite: fist to fist. Though, if he is given the chance to use a weapon in a precarious situation, he won't hesitate to use it. He has learned to use over three hundred weapons, his favorite of which being the mace. Simply out of the sheer damage and mutilation it can cause. The drawback to this is that if he is handed a weapon that he doesn't know how to use, he will simply discard it and settle for his fists, which can be very dangerous for him while fighting stronger enemies.
                     -Chef: Chazin is no stranger to cuisine. When he is tasked to make a dish, if he has the right ingredients to produce it, he will do so without hesitation. He has actually cooked for the Pope once, having been invited after saving the elderly man's life from an extremely powerful demon. He had only happened to be in the area (luckily) when he felt the presence.
                     -Enhanced Sight: Chazin is able to see three times farther than the naked human eye. He is also able to see perfectly in the dark, almost like it is complete daylight outside. Night is when he normally likes to hunt, when nobody is around to witness the sheer brutality that he displays during his battles. It does hurt his eyes when he is out during the day, and he wears sunglasses for that as well.
                     -Extreme Immunization: Chazin’s immune system is the best out of any mortal. Once a virus is detected, it is automatically destroyed. Biological warfare does not work against Chazin, and he has never been sick in his entire existence
                     -Mixed Martial Artist: Chazin has learned, mastered, and used all commonly known types of martial arts, including some that are not as common as others. He is savage when it comes to hand to hand combat, and he loves to show it off. He mainly uses one type of martial arts, which would be Jiu-Jitsu, but he often likes to throw in various combinations of different martial arts attacks. He can often combine various abilities of his with his martial arts to make him a more formidable opponent.
                     -Lone Wolf: Chazin likes to work alone most of the time, which is just enough to take down most of his opponents. He will team up with a friend from time to time, as long as it is necessary and crucial to attain a victory in his hunt. He is hardly seen with any allies unless if they are needed. He travels alone and is often caught up in dangerous situations. He does have friends, though, and he often contacts them to let them know that he is safe and to check in on them.
                     -Object Summoning: Chazin is able to materialize and dematerialize anything that he's come into contact with, making a perfect copy or disposing of the copy in the palm of his hand. Using this, he has a multitude of weapons, luxury items, and many types of other extraordinary things under his belt. All it takes is the single touch of his finger against an object to make a perfect copy of whatever item he wants to summon. This is a skill that takes up very little of his energy and he often uses it to get free things that he wants. He doesn't really know if this makes him a thief, but he honestly doesn't care.
                     -Complete Demon Form (Picture Below): When Chazin is enraged to the point of no longer being able to think rationally, he has the ability to change into this form, though it rarely happens. He has only used it twice, and has demolished anything that stood in his way. This form is only able to be used in short, five minute bursts. However, Chazin is currently working on a way control and harness the powers of this form to make it last longer, be able to use it whenever he needs to, and to remain completely in control of himself.


      Weaknesses: For the demon half of him, Chazin is weak to extended periods of being introduced to light. During the day, he is often seen wearing sunglasses to protect his sensitive eyes. He is also weak to any sort of religious incantation performed against his being. He tends to steer clear of churches or temples in case he is found out to be half demon. He does visit them from time to time to pray to God to keep his mother safe from any evil (more on that reasoning in the bio). As the angel part of him, he is less protected against dark magic or demonic attacks. He has found a way to get over this though by taking various sorts of anti-magic classes and cleansing incantations that he learned from his mother before she was taken back to Heaven. He is also weak to Satanic curses, which are harder to get rid of than normal curses. He is still able to be rid of them, nonetheless. 
      Ambitions (Hopes/Dreams): He wishes to keep humanity as a whole safe, even though they themselves are destroying their very being. He would love to get stronger to be able to enhance his abilities. His abilities as a whole grow with him. He would like to track down Diomedes and learn how to get stronger from the Daedric General himself. His long term goal is to hunt down his father and kill him for what he had done to his mother.
      Hobbies and Interests: His favorite thing to do is fight and to get stronger. His other hobbies include playing cruel pranks on unwitting strangers and (believe it or not) completing jigsaw puzzles. He can normally complete a one thousand piece jigsaw puzzle in about three hours.
      Personal Sexual Information
      Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
      Turn ons: Chazin enjoys toying with his mate, Being as rough as he is allowed, having sex in public places, small partners, cum inflation, cum control, asserting his dominance
      Turn offs: Chazin absolutely despises any kinds of bodily fluids (besides cum), scat, vore, being disowned, being tied up or unable to use any of his appendages,  being dominated
      Penis Length: Chazin's penis is just over a foot and a half in length with a four inch diameter.
      Sensitivity: Chazin is not very sensitive and it takes him about half an hour with a normal human to make him ejaculate, though he does have a sort of weakness for skilled mouths. He also carries several types of potent aphrodisiacs to help aid in pleasuring himself (and his partner if they're good)
      Additional Sexual Information: Chazin can be brutal in bed, treating his partner like a toy for him to pleasure himself with and he doesn't care whether his partner is pleasured or not. Though, he can become a bit protective of those that he mates with if he ends up becoming good friends with them. He is often very possessive over the ones that he enjoys the most, the ones that are able to satisfy his sexual demands.
      STD History: He has had no history of sexually transmitted diseases because his body automatically destroys the virus once it is detected.
      Extra Information
      Father: Agthos
      Mother: Synthia Careblou
      Siblings: None
      Grandparents: Unknown
      Children: None
      Grand-children: None
      House: Chazin has no permanent home, but does not live on the streets. He rents hotel or motel rooms in the area that he is hunting in until the hunted demon is vanquished. Then he moves on to the next destination
      Car: Chazin owns a black Chevrolet 1996 Corvette
      Pet: None
      History
      Awards/Commendations: None
      Criminal Record: Trespassing on private property, destruction of private property
      Bio: When Synthia Careblou had come to Earth in England for a mission, to care for a newborn baby girl, the least thing she'd expected was to be raped by a demon known as Agthos. She was deflowered and bore a half demon, half angel child. An Unversed. She cared for little Chazin Ryoku as best she could until he was the age of eighteen, when her spirit had finally been cleansed enough to return to the place of eternal rest, Heaven. But Chazin would never be able to join his mother. His burning hatred for his father and his love for his mother's line of work, he set out to be two things: a demon hunter and a spiritual cleanser. He trained in many different countries to practice hand to hand and weaponized combat. He has picked up numerous abilities over his lifespan, many of which had been picked up from the various demons that he had slain, such as his silver tongue, telepathy, and telekinesis. He would like to kill his own father and make him pay for what he had done to his mother, and finally put his mother's mind to rest about the ghoulish father figure. He longs to join his mother, but is forever condemned to earth due to his demon heritage. He roams the globe, relinquishing any demon that dare stand in his way or threaten a city or friend.
      Voice Reference: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jGGmAv0cS3Y
       
×