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Name: Edward White Age: 32 Gender: Male Species: Meta-Human Origin: Salem, Oregon US Height: 5' 10" Weight: 155 lbs Eye Colour: Blue-green Hair Colour: White Blonde Physical Description: A young European-american with short white blonde hair that frames his angular chiseled face as a pair of bluish-green eyes are filled with a strange mad glint of wonder. Rested across his crooked and once broken nose sit a thin silvery wire framed glasses. He slender form is covered with a fine well-crafted black suit with silver trimming on the inside of the jacket, while a snug dark blue vest is revealed f

Name: Ezra Silvers Age: 1285 (has only lived through 18 years of his life) Gender: Male Species: Vampire/Human Origin: once a prince of his home land loved by his people until he was turned into a vampire and branded a monster. Not wanting to dishonor his home he let him self be sealed away. After hundreds of years the seal became weakened and he was free, but after finding out his home is no long he wandered the world and discovered sweet treat island. Height: 4'9 Weight: 88 lbs Eye Colour: Red Hair Colour: White/sliver Physical Description: small and petite. Gets mistaken for a girl all the time though he doesn't mind

Jessica goes from speaking in Ivy's mind to just cackling manically as she watches and listens in glee and schadenfreude. Once she gives in to her reasonable and simple demand, she disspells it all, brining Ivy back to reality once more. Now, Jessica looks and acts as normally as she ever could do, even smiling gently back and looking around at the sweets on the shelves and such, basically acting like nothing ever happened."Soooo..I would like this, this and thooooose...and a large strawberry milkshake. If they are really good, I may have to come by another time...", she says with a grin.

Ivy’s eyes went wide as she saw her shop begin to melt around her, as if everything was made of chocolate and was under the heat of the blazing sun, “W-what is going on?!” She asked, feeling herself sinking down to the floor as she looked around frantically, feeling a knot of fear growing in her stomach. A small scream escaped her as everything melted away until she was left on nothing more than a small platform, surrounded by an endless void that she tried hard not to look at and yet seemed to close in around her. She closed her eyes, her hands clutching harder at her head as those strange formless words came upon her, demanding that she giv

Jessica can feel her patience starting to run dry and she considers revealing her true self to Ivy. She has no intent ot actually hurt her, but if she cannot either comprehend simple orders or refuses to, it leaves her little choice but to have to do it herself. The candy store sort of "melts" around Ivy, leaving behind what looks like a small platform of see-through glass and endless empty black void on all sides. The torment she aims to put through Ivy fuels her own enjoyment, like a forbidden pleasure, relishing as others are reduced to trembling messes. . . Ḷ̷̣̗̹̟͚͂̍̍̒́̏͘͘͠͡a̢̢̹̜͕͕͍̘̓̿̋͛͊̈̒̆͟s̫͙̞̮̹̭͎̙̆͋̔̉͒̄̂͝͡ţ̸̤̺̫̲̦̤̍̽̅͠͞.̉̆͘͝

She notices how Ivy, despite her efforts, still doesn't get how this is going to work. She has no intention of spending a dime. Why waste any money when there is fear and terror to plant the items in her hand and soon stomach. There is no reply from Jessica. Rather she begins to cackle and lick her lips, while she prepares herself to turn the candy store into something completely different, at least in the mind of Ivy. This time reality is completely replaced with the one of Jessica's making. For now, it looks normal even though it is still an illusion. Once more, the telepathic voices comes through: . F̴̧̗̙̝̺͉̹͊́̏͆͂͘ơ̳̰̽̈̇͌̊͛͑́͋

The party went on relatively uneventful... the occasional noble coming up to the family to pay respects and offer the usual bland small talk. Cassandra seemed to hold herself well as the crowd began to dwindle. Once everybody had left, the family all seemed to let a collective sigh of relief as Cassie returned to the table. "Oh no, my dear... after awhile you tend to grow accustomed to such events. Plus it appeared you were having a good time!" Philip assured her. "Yeah! Plus now we get to have the real fun, huh, sis?!" Levi wiggled his eyebrows at his little sister... quite inebriated, yet surprisingly still conscious. "Have a

is that a samurai jack reference I smell?

Cassandra, even though she is dealing with regular conversing and such, is still having a nice time. She does wonder why her family is simply keeping to themselves. She even dances a bit and generally enjoy the more formal party. The music, food, the company and so on is a nice distraction from the regular toils and problems. Of course, she still comes by the family table from time to time, including the others in the evening, though she doesn't try and make them feel forced to participate in the normal festivities. She is aware of the long lasting words and rumors of special powers about their bloodline, but her primary concerns are jus

Cassandra has spent her years usually doing whatever she found fun as well as doing the preparations for a future as parto of the royal family, the duties it includes and so on. All of her life, she has gotten very well along with her family and has had no issues with the openness of sexual relations and activities within the family. She was told many stories about former females of their bloodline who willing and happily engaged in copulation, both for fun and intimacy, as well as recreation when needed. The recent issues further brings the need for some ways to deal with th depressing way things are. They all, including Cassandra, let some