sanguinaryBedlamite

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Thu, 22 Nov 2012 21:51:00 -0500

===> Party or Not?

Thu, 22 Nov 2012 20:54:25 -0500

Damn, you hate cities, oh well it’s not like you haven’t done it before. You follow her through the street filled with too many trolls to hunt quite yet. An alley is preferable for your hunting style though you honestly could hunt anywhere you like, you are really good at what you do. You uncaptchalogue your mask, don’t want anyone recognizing your face or some shit like that.

You pull out your bow and arrows so that they are at hand, you’ve walked far enough from the club that there is barely anyone around. She seems extremely excited and that worries you a bit. “Pick a target.” You say pulling simple arrow from your quiver.

You lick the tip of your index finger, scanning the thinned out crowd. Who, oh who would it be today? Perhaps her with the green? Or maybe that teal? So many choices. Your eyes narrow in on a rustblood shambling about, holding a hand to the side of his head like he’s got a bad headache. Looks like he was at a party, what with all of the glowing wristbands. You’d like a couple of those, not to mention you just happen to love the color red.

“That one, right there. The rustblood.” You point him out to your companion, preparing yourself as you uncaptchalouge your roughed up, metal bat. You hop a bit from foot to foot, ready to get started. You were ready to watch this innocent troll squirm in fear as the two of you ended his life.

===> Party or Not?

Tue, 02 Oct 2012 15:41:24 -0400

trinitytrolls:

sanguinarybedlamite:

Just talking about it was getting you worked up. Already you could feel that cold sweat threatening to break out. You nod, hastily doing the same as him, and tugging him out the party. Who cares if you hadn’t been there that long anymore, or if your head was a bit light from the alcohol. The more you thought about it, the more you wanted it.

Damn these stairs. After nearly reaching the top you have to release your grip on the other troll to steady yourself on the railing.

You follow, or are rather dragged behind her out of the club. She seems a bit tipsy but you are sober enough for the both of you. You steady her arm until you are out into the alleyway. This could be considered a hunting ground but you prefer the forests, the trees, and the tall things to hide in.

“SD anywhere nearby yDu prefer tD hunt?” You ask hope it’s the forest but you are fine with the city.

You point to the ground, taking a moment to swallow back the blood in your mouth from when you bit your tongue. “Here, mostly.” There were a lot of anonymous faces, and nobody ever stepped in to help… Most of the time. It was great when they tried to run. There were so many turns to lead them in to, and they’d always eventually end up cowering in a dead end.

“Here. Here, for sure.” You don’t think you can wait long enough for a trip. All these thoughts were getting you riled up.

“Yeah, here.” You’d know where you’d end up when the sun came up, at least.

===> Party or Not?

Mon, 01 Oct 2012 22:29:52 -0400

trinitytrolls:

Clubs aren’t your way of dealing with your problems, hunting is. When you are pissed you go hunting. When you are sad you go hunting. When you have sexual frustration you go hunting. It was the best, quickest, and easiest way to relieve your stress which happen to have a lot of at the moment. You stand up placing your empty glass on the counter and a few bucks. “HDw abDut right nDw?” You ask you want to ditch this place, you don’t even like clubs.

Just talking about it was getting you worked up. Already you could feel that cold sweat threatening to break out. You nod, hastily doing the same as him, and tugging him out the party. Who cares if you hadn’t been there that long anymore, or if your head was a bit light from the alcohol. The more you thought about it, the more you wanted it.

Damn these stairs. After nearly reaching the top you have to release your grip on the other troll to steady yourself on the railing.

===> Party or Not?

Mon, 01 Oct 2012 22:01:15 -0400

trinitytrolls:

So she was into that kind of hunting too, even if she didn’t say it out right you could smell what she meant by paint on her. You sip your whiskey with a straight face before answering. “I dD like hunting with a partner.” You smile at her, it was true, your first time hunting with someone else was exquisite. You swash the liquid around in its glass, before downing the rest of the awful poison. “Sure I’ll hunt with yDu.” You wink to indicate you know what game she’s talking about.

He’s for it? Oh man, this. Is. The. best. You’d neeeeveeeer gone out killing with someone else before. What was it like? Man, you could actually plan something with someone for once. ”When do you wanna go?” As carefully as you can manage, you place your glass down on the counter to keep yourself from breaking it between your excited, twitching fingers. Just as quickly you pull the sleeves over your hands.

“I’m always free. Always. We could go any time.” The excitement is so much you wince when you end up accidentally biting your tongue. It keeps you from speaking further, which edges very quickly on your nerves. You want to insist that he knows. Anytime is good. Anytime. You want to. You need to. You NEED it.

> You're not a fucking pet.

Mon, 01 Oct 2012 21:25:00 -0400

velira-and-company:

You’re just locked to the ocean waves now. It’s like you could just jump into them and you’re very tempted but it could be a bad fate if you defy an indigo blood later. Even if this situation is totally stupid, you’ve seen what they’re like and what they can do and you’d rather not be plagued with nightmares for loads and loads of months to come or even a few sweeps to top it off. The thought sends a shiver down your back and makes the hair on the back of your neck stand on end. What nice thoughts. No wonder indigo bloods terrified you- Them and their fucking chuckle voodoo powers and all. Maybe this one didn’t know how to use them? Maybe just to your luck? Nah, you’re just getting your hopes up..

You can hear something plant itself on the sand rather loudly and it sort of startles you, finally getting you to jar your head up, turn it to the side and glare over at whatever just arrived. The lusus looks more than terrifying and worrying- And you sort of expect it to come charging toward you but you don’t see that happening. The second you notice what’s on the lusus’ back, your flared startled fins droop down into more of an intimidated feature, pressing to your face and ruffling your hair a bit. A lusus, you didn’t mind this much but that troll just.. Brought fear into your stomach and made you shutter.

“Hey there, glad you could make it.” You’re now lying through your teeth but she’ll probably buy it. You’ve always been a professional at lying, in your opinion- Your voice remaining quite casual and relaxed even if your fins give off a different signal than your tone. “Is that your.. Lusus?” You eye the creature again, casually quirking a brow as you dare to turn fully toward her and shuffle across the sand a bit closer, but you are wary and your shoulders tense a bit in case of attack.

Oh man, she was pretty in person. You can’t help the rise in color in your cheeks when she starts talking to you. You’re totally captivated for a few moments until you notice how she’s looking at something. “Huh?…”

Oh right, Mom! “Oh, uh, yeah. This is my mother.” You give the lusus a pat on the neck, to which she responds with a low, humming growl. She was looking at Velira pretty intensely; no, it does not escape your notice. You aren’t oblivious. She likes to eat trolls, but not today. Hopping off, you swat at the creatures nose to distract her. Her growl this time is much more threatening, but all she does is back off and lumber away to avoid anymore annoying children and nose swats. Hopefully now Vel would look more at you.

“So, I’m here!” Yes, Crania. She knows that. Internally, you kick yourself for being so stupid. Here, how about: “So, I get to own you for a day, right?”

Deadmau5 - Moar Ghosts ‘n’ Stuff (Hard Intro Mix...

Mon, 01 Oct 2012 21:10:12 -0400

Deadmau5 - Moar Ghosts ‘n’ Stuff (Hard Intro Mix 2011)

===> Party or Not?

Mon, 01 Oct 2012 21:07:00 -0400

trinitytrolls:

Why on Alternia would you drink it all in one go? That’s like having a ladle of ginger, suicide. Well, okay it wasn’t that extreme, but you already have hyper active senses you don’t need to speed through this glass. Or maybe speeding through it was a better technique, you aren’t a drinker so you wouldn’t know.

“AbDut hunting. HDw Dften dD yDu partake in it?” Wow what an awkward way to phrase that. You hate socializing so much. You smile in your attempt to be friendly, taking another sip. Oh gog, this shit is terrible, why do people even drink this? “I myself hunt rather Dften, fDr fDDd.”

“Mm, let’s see…” You raise a hand and mentally count as you keep drinking away. You were already half through the tall glass, and were starting to feel a bit giddy; like, alcohol kind of giddy. “I usually go whenever I run out of a certain color of paint. Sometimes… a few times a week?” Sounded about right. Pretty often you’d use it as you got it, since it was easier. You always liked dipping your fingers into trolls’ insides. It felt really cool.

“You know…” You start to smile wider then your perky little grin. “You could always come along.” Your fingers twitch around the glass at the thought of it. Obviously, by now you expected he could tell just what kind of hunting you were in to. You loved that feeling of being stronger than other trolls, but imagine if Artemis was with you. You’d be unstoppable! “Of course, that’s fine if you don’t want to. I am giving you the option here.”

thetrollslum: KINKS Knife play Asphyxiation Blood play

Fri, 28 Sep 2012 04:07:03 -0400

thetrollslum:

KINKS

Knife play

Asphyxiation

Blood play

===> Party or Not?

Thu, 27 Sep 2012 22:11:52 -0400

trinitytrolls:

You sigh, you don’t really have any official job. You literally overthrew any kind of other authority in your town and forced taxes on anyone you didn’t cull in exchange for letting them live and if you needed supplies they could get them for you. Otherwise you hunted for meat and had your own garden for herbs, you were rather self-proficient and rich, even for a blueblood you have a lot of money. You also hunt troll to vent your rage and sometimes rape them if you are sexually frustrated as well, which is often. Your only normal hobby is cooking, weapon smithing, armor design, and you own an online security corp sort of, well you don’t own it but you do. It’s weird. And you are the president of that stupid society… ASFH you almost forgot.

“I hunt, and design security systems.” You say grabbing your glass, the vulgar scent filling your nostrils as you take a single sip. You are disgusted with it but don’t let it show on your face.

“Ooh, hunting is cool! I hunt a little sometimes.” A lot of the time. To kill trolls. Harvesting blood to paint with. Typical highblood shenanigans. And the security systems thing sounds pretty sweet. A nice tid-bit to know, too, before you think about trying something stupid like sneaking into his hive, which you’ve just now thought of. That’d be a really bad idea. Super bad.

You can’t help but giggle when he takes a sip of the whiskey. He took it with a straight face, which is impressive, but you can’t imagine it tastes too good. “Oh man, yuck. You’ve got guts not just shooting it down. Ew.” It was way too strong for you, as you had a bit of a sweet-tooth (not that you didn’t have one every once in awhile).

That’s it, you decided, right now, that you like this troll. He was kinda, weird. Really singularly expressive, and coherent. You look at him the same way as before, looking up, but this time it was just to look. Yeah, you don’t think you want to kill him. He was pretty cool.

Settler Project - Le

Thu, 27 Sep 2012 21:43:35 -0400

Settler Project - Le

===> Party or Not?

Thu, 27 Sep 2012 21:34:20 -0400

trinitytrolls:

You follow her around the edge of the crowd, easily slipping through any space you can find without having to dance along. You are forced to guide some people out of your way buy giving them gently pushes however, as some people don’t understand that there are others trying to get around or are too drunk to care. When you reach the bar you sit next to her on a high stool, resting your arms on the counter and leaning forward.

You were nerve for drinking, you prefer to not poison yourself or dull your senses, but you have no idea how alcohol will affect you now that you are part woofbest or whatever. You aren’t exactly comfortable here, but this definitely isn’t your first time in a place like this. You look at her, “SD, hDw Dften dD yDu cDme here?” It’s a dumb question but at least you are talking.

“Most nights I’m here, actually.” Not much else to do besides, party. It was one of the most enjoyable things about your life. Though, you’d probably use the transportalizer downstairs from where you live a bit more if you had somewhere to go. “So if you ever wanna come by again, I’m pretty easy to find.”

About that time the bartend passes you your drinks with his usual friendly smile, and continues on his business. Yours was some fruity, blue slush like thing with a long neck, while you had gotten Artemis something much more modest looking shot. Grabbing your glass you turn in your chair to face the blueblood, drawing at your drink with a straw. ”What about you? What do you do… Artemis? Artemis, right?”

Man, you were terrible with names. Hopefully he wouldn’t hold it against you… Or maybe he would. You could deal with that. Wouldn’t be the first time some asshole got offended and tried to pick a fight. You could cull him, all the same, even if he was… Rather strong looking. You’re hunched over slightly as you drink, staring up at the other troll through your lashes as your contemplate his image.

===> Party or Not?

Thu, 27 Sep 2012 20:10:35 -0400

trinitytrolls:

Everything smells horrible, or at least you can smell everything that is putrid. You almost want to puke but you resist and follow her, just barely entering the mobs of disgusting lifeforms that just so happen to be the same species as you. When she tries to get your attention you can barely hear her, the deafening noise blocking her out.

When she once again invades your space to speak directly into your ear she asks you if you want to drink. No you do not want to drink. Only idiots thinking getting drunk is a good way to drown out hardships. Then again wasn’t that what Delsul used to do? Drink all the time? Maybe one wouldn’t hurt.

You nod, not feeling the need to bend down and yell in her ear. Besides you would prefer sticking to the edge rather than crowd surf, and bars are usually plastered to the wall, except in that one club you visited once, you hate that club. You follow her toward the bar, the scent of sex, alcohol, and sweat filling your nostrils, you would normally be okay with these scents if only it weren’t so overpowering.

You sort of dance around the edge of the crowd in an effort to A: keep in the sight of your party-going buddy, and B: not get your toes stepped on. It was a natural movement, moving with the beat of the music. a few times on the way over you turn around to make sure Artemis is still there. What kind of drink would he like, anyways? Your thoughtful expression shows on your face.

He was a tough looking guy, so maybe something strong? It’d surely take a bit of alcohol to loosen him up, anyways. Maybe a double shot for mister tall and handsome. He’d be easier to take into the crowd that way. He’d probably talk a little more later on, even?

As soon as you hit the bar you lean over the counter to wave for the bartender’s attention. He smiles, recognition on his face. He was usually here, and if not it was another tiny cerulean girl who called you by name. “Can I get a double shot of whiskey for my friend?” You shout over the noise at the jadeblood. He replies with something along the lines of your usual as well, to which you reply with a cheery nod. When he walks away to get what you request you look back to Artemis, offering him the seat next to you.

Anima Libera (REMIX)

Thu, 27 Sep 2012 20:00:28 -0400

Anima Libera (REMIX)

===> Party or Not?

Tue, 18 Sep 2012 23:37:26 -0400

trinitytrolls:

You follow her towards the door, already starting to develop a headache from all the noise. You wouldn’t call dancing, clubbing, drinking, and pailing with strangers magical, you only really liked to do one of those things and even then it was more out of necessity than desire. When she gets into your breathing space you can’t help but take in her scent of perfume and whatever she’s been eating, which you must say doesn’t smell all too pleasant.

You look at her with a straight face, just waiting for her to get out of your bubble, normally you would kill someone for getting this close to you for no reason, but you are sure the people in the club will have little if any respect for your personal space.

When she opens the door the pounding waves of sound increase ten fold and you almost feel like you are going deaf. You cringe a bit, grinding your back teeth, feeling the urge to forget about this and go home, when the sounds starts to become less painful and more tolerable. You decide it is perhaps Nyx’s doing, she is evil but probably not that evil, just completely insane.

Your smile returns as she silently tells you to follow her down into the club, the scent of alcohol and drugs wafting up into your nostrils. You follow her down the narrow stairs as the beat become louder and you can feel the bass in your ribcage but thankfully something is shielding your ears from being caused pain from it.

About halfway down you finally turn your back to him. You’re close enough the the actual party now to quit worrying about him suddenly bolting. Besides,you can literally smell the party now. It smells like sweat and alcohol, and most importantly it feels like home. You could jump in right now, but that wouldn’t be wise. You have a guest to ease in, after all.

Where to even start, then?

It takes you a moment of gazing around before it occurs to you. “Hey.” Wait, the music is loud as all fucking get out. Shit, you don’t wanna yell, either. That was the only problem with these parties, and normally you’d step outside if you felt like talking. Like hell you were going to go back up already. Instead you turn around and inspect the other troll for a moment. He was a lot taller than you. You think even, maybe, that he might pull off an inch or so over your horns. Maybe if you got closer and stood on your tiptoes? No, that wasn’t gonna do it. You just look like an idiot for trying.

What was he looking at you like that, for? You signal for him to stoop down a little, grabbing onto his shoulders the moment he does and stepping onto your tiptoes to get close to his ear. “Hey, want a drink? My treat.”

===> Party or Not?

Tue, 18 Sep 2012 02:15:00 -0400

trinitytrolls:

You watch the other troll carefully with suspicion. You smell the faintest scent of blood though you can’t tell exactly where its source is. You can easily hear the music from where you are, you doubt you will like actually going down there. The mix of already ear piercing music, the scent of sweat, sex, and alcohol, plus your heightened moonbeast senses were not adding up to be a good combo, you knew it already.

You smile at her as though you are not a rapist, murderer, moonbeast, paranoid asshole that hates most of everyone. One could even say you were handsome, in fact you are handsome. You are a hot, sexy, blueblood, with nicely toned muscles and brains to boot. If you weren’t such a horrible creature you may even have had plenty or friends and potential quadrants already.

“I’m as ready as I’ll ever be.” You must not forget why you came. You came to forget you are cursed, your moirail and love of your life broke up with oyu and is avoiding you and is moving out, you are in love with a troll you are supposed to hate, and you are that stupid redblood’s bitch. Yes you should try to forget your life sucks.

His smile gives you chills; the nice kind. “That’s not good enough…” The words come out in a breath, and you skip back a few steps. “But it’ll have to do. Let me show you where the magic happens.” You beckon him as you pad backwards towards the party. It was a place you knew well, as unsavory as it is. A lot of drugs were passed around under the table, and it was the most horribly kept secret in the collective hive structures around here. It’s a very good chance that you’ll be getting your mitts on some tonight. Slowly, your back presses up against the door that will lead you both down into your territory.

The steady thrum against your back has you practically purring. The bass was nice and loud, tonight. As Artemis draws closer you reach for the handle. You aren’t even going to ask again if he’s ready for this. You want him to come down with you, and you’ll be damned if you let him back out. A few steps closer, and… stepping forward, you pull the door open. You are toe to toe with him in that moment, literally in his breathing space. The music is already booming up the stairwell. This sliver of time. You extend it purposefully and wordlessly before stepping back. “Come on.” You mouth the words, taunting him in.

===> Party or Not?

Tue, 18 Sep 2012 01:28:37 -0400

trinitytrolls:

You make your way through the city, you never liked them really, it was harder to find goo places to hunt trolls, or at least kill them without dealing with too much clean up. You aren’t here to kill though, you are here to party. You still don’t trust this stranger. Just because your life has been royally fucked over by a rustblooded bitch, that did not mean you were going to just rollover and forget that everyone in Alternia, is a psychopath, except Rio.

You reach your destination wearing a long sleeved turtleneck, the better to conceal your armor with, and pants, tight and form fitting. You kept your mask and weapons captchalogued just in case and your switch blades in hidden compartments of your wrist guards under your sleeves. To most people it would look like you were wearing fingerless gloves.

You spot a troll waiting and you approach her slowly, quickly scanning for traps.

“YDu Crania?” you ask still keep a good ten feet away. This alleyway smell like piss, sweat, and garbage. Your new sense of smell was now causing you almost physical pain with how pungent the stench was.

Your eyes glow blue, abnormal in their iridescence, as a red rim circles your iris, almost making you look sick, but you aren’t, you are just cursed.

At the sound of your name you instantly perk up. Ah, it must be him! And he is infinitely more rugged than you expected. You purse your lips together, licking the skin discreetly. My, he was certainly a nice bit of eye candy. Looks like you stumbled across a gem here. Especially with those pants on.

“Yes, that’s me!” You stride over to the troll, your footsteps falling silently on the pavement. You had opted out on your heavy boots tonight, favoring the free feeling of bare feet and, well, no pants. Your legs are all scarred to hell, by choice or circumstance you generally leave trolls to guess. Your hood is drawn up as per usual, and you stare down the other troll with a single, piercing eye.

“You ready to get down, big boy?” You chance a jab at his chest with your finger, smirking. You’re gonna have fun with him, even if what kind of fun was up in the air.

It’s dark. It’s quiet. It’s a good night to party. Already you can feel the...

Tue, 18 Sep 2012 00:56:51 -0400

It’s dark. It’s quiet. It’s a good night to party. Already you can feel the vibrations in the ground from the underground club. If you remembered correctly, the troll you were talking to would be appearing around this alleyway. You had to admit, while the idea of partying was fun in itself, you were really more interested in the hue of his blood.

You sway impatiently from foot to foot as you think about it. “C’mon…” You mutter to yourself.

trinitytrolls: sanguinarybedlamite: SB: ✉ ▻i kno a place ♥ SF: CDDrdinates? —...

Tue, 18 Sep 2012 00:29:05 -0400

trinitytrolls:

sanguinarybedlamite:

SB: ✉ ▻i kno a place ♥

SF: CDDrdinates?

— sanguinaryBedlamite has sent the file coordinates.txt —

✉ ▻c u there

✉ ▻☺

trinitytrolls: SF: ND thanks. SF: … SF: Actually, I think I will party. SB: ✉ ▻i kno a place ♥

Tue, 18 Sep 2012 00:17:44 -0400

trinitytrolls:

SF: ND thanks.

SF: …

SF: Actually, I think I will party.

SB: ✉ ▻i kno a place ♥