Wake me When it's Over—Open

[raphael]

Of course she wasn't going to get away that easily. Once she disappeared over the edge into the alley below he reverted back into his human form and then disappeared from sight off the roof top. Only to appear in the alley below right in front of her. A smile on his face as he waved his index finger back and forth, almost acting like she was a pet and she had did something bad. What could he do to convince her that his intentions were sure.

"Here, lets make a deal. You can kill me, and when I come back we can go for a drink? So slice and dice me bitch. Come on, I dare ya."

Smiling to her he let his trench coat fall and then ripped off his white wife beater. Giving her a full view of his toned muscular body as he was sticking true to what he said. Putting his arms behind his head, both hands on his neck as he let her have full view so she could kill him how ever he pleased. The pain would only last for a minute and he'd surely enjoy it. Once she disbowled, disembodied him, his body would fade into a pool of ashes and then linger off into the air. He'd be back a few hours later, better than ever and waiting for a drink.

[Lynette Adelaide Keeler]

darling it is no joke, this is lycanthropy. the moon's awake now
WITH EYES WIDE OPEN. MY BODY'S CRAVING, SO FEED THE HUNGRY. NOCTURNAL CREATURES
ARE NOT SO PRUDENT. THE MOON'S MY TEACHER, AND I'M HER STUDENT. THERE'S A SHE WOLF
IN THE CLOSET OPEN UP AND SET HER FREE ----------------------------------------------------------
-------------------------------------------- THERE'S A SHE WOLF IN YOUR CLOSET. A WOLF IN DISGUISE

People continued to walk through the streets, ignoring the werewolf lurking in the alleyway, snuffing around looking for a place to lie down. Sophia didn’t want to go back to sleep, though she didn’t know that she had just had a night terror nearly fifteen minutes ago, she remember the part of the dream that started before the terror, and she was always afraid that she was going to have another nightmare. She wanted desperately to forget her past, but her subconscious reminded her of it every time she fell asleep, and the werewolf would simply not have it. Living through it once was more than enough for her. She didn’t need to relive it each and every time she closed her eyes, or slept, or heard a small girl scream. . . . Why wouldn’t they just leave her alone?

Suddenly, that dumb-ass demon was at her side again. She snarled in surprised and jumped about three feet in the air, sidestepping away from him and gnashing her teeth. It was never a good idea to startle a wild animal, but the demon obviously made no bones about it. And with good reason. . . . When he was paying attention, she couldn’t cause him any pain. However, what was more surprising was the proposition he had ready for her. “Here, let’s make a deal. You can kill me, and when I come back we can go for a drink? So slice and dice me bitch. Come on, I dare ya,” he taunted her, getting in a lay-back-and-take-it pose. Sophia snuffed and turned her body to face him, her lips drawn back to show her teeth, her head cocked to one side. Kill him? Did he seriously mean that he was going to let her kill him, all so that he could go get a drink with her? And what made him think he would come back.

Come back, you say? How do I know you are not just playing me a fool! The second I come to attack you, what will keep you from killing me and then. . . eating me, or whatever it is you demons do with your kills? she said, her chest vibrating from the growl that rumbled deep within. Her claws flexed, digging small furrows in the cement ground. She wanted nothing more than to tear him limb from limb, but she was not stupid. Sophia couldn’t trust this demon as far as she could throw him. He might have said that demons had to keep their word, but as far as Sophia knew, that was just more deceit and corruption coming from that vile creature. She had no reason to trust him, and she couldn’t understand why he thought she should.

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---------STATE Done
---------VOCAB 459
---------MUSE Meh
---------CHATTER Rawr
---------COSTAR Raphael
---------WARDROBE Fur
---------STAGE Alley
---------CREDIT coding/banner by yours truly. lyrics by Shakira

[raphael]

"Come on you fucking bitch. My skins not red! You can cut me up like a thanksgiving turkey! So come on cunt, you stupid wet worthless fucking dog. Your parents never loved you, none of your siblings never loved you. They fucking hated you and wished you would of died at birth. Now ATTACK ME! GIVE ME ALL YOU FUCKING GOT!"

Yes, maybe Raphael was a little insane but he was being serious. Every word that past through his lips could only be truth! He was not going to attack her. It was all her, all her claws, her teeth on him and he would surely be ripped limb from limb. Surely his guts would be splattered all over the place and once she was done everything would fade away and he'd come back from the pits of hell and have a nice little drink with her afterwards. Something you just had to do what you had to do and well he was doing it.

[Lynette Adelaide Keeler]

darling it is no joke, this is lycanthropy. the moon's awake now
WITH EYES WIDE OPEN. MY BODY'S CRAVING, SO FEED THE HUNGRY. NOCTURNAL CREATURES
ARE NOT SO PRUDENT. THE MOON'S MY TEACHER, AND I'M HER STUDENT. THERE'S A SHE WOLF
IN THE CLOSET OPEN UP AND SET HER FREE ----------------------------------------------------------
-------------------------------------------- THERE'S A SHE WOLF IN YOUR CLOSET. A WOLF IN DISGUISE

“Come on you fucking bitch. My skins not red! You can cut me up like a thanksgiving turkey! So come on cunt, you stupid wet worthless fucking dog. Your parents never loved you, none of your siblings never loved you. They fucking hated you and wished you would of died at birth. Now ATTACK ME! GIVE ME ALL YOU FUCKING GOT!” the demon exclaimed with passion, yelling at her and bating her. Sophia’s fur bristled and her hackles raised with rage. Her bright yellow eyes flashed with fury and her teeth clenched tighter together. Sophia didn’t know if what he was yelling was just idle insults meant to try to anger her, or if he really knew, but what he said struck her, and she was blind with rage. Especially the part about the siblings. She only had one sibling, a brother who she never got the chance to destroy. Claws sharpened against the pavement, her muscles bunched. If this demon wanted to die, then so be it!

Snarling furiously, Sophia lunged for the demon, tackling him out onto the street and taking down a group of werefoxes who squealed and scattered. Gasps rang out in the people walking around the market, and they all scattered to give the massive werewolf and the demon trapped under her room. Most of them had seen the fight before, and now the crowd was bigger as they egged on the werewolf and demanded that the demon fought back. Sophia stood on top of him, all half a ton of muscle sitting on top of his chest and stomach. Claws tore at his chest and she lowered her head to his shoulder, her teeth clamping down around it before she wrenched her head back and forth like a dog tearing at its toy. The shoulder came free in seconds, and already her claws had shredded the muscle and skin on his chest. Around them, the crowd was falling silent as the site of a werewolf tearing a demon to shreds as if she did it all the time.

It took only a couple minutes, and then the demon was completely dismembered and eviscerated, his entrails painting the streets of the black market. Everyone in the immediate vicinity was silent, and Sophia’s stood over his disemboweled and limbless corpse, shoulders heaving as she panted and her muzzle and all down her chest were the stains of the demon’s blood, bits of flesh flecking her pelt. Rounding on the people standing in the crowd, she snarled and they jumped back, not wanting to mess with the demon-killing werewolf. They obviously hadn’t heard the part where the demon said he would let her kill him, but it was nice to be respected, anyway. Shaking her massive body, bits of flesh and drops of blood scattering into the air before she snapped at someone who got a little too close, and then she turned on her heel and stalked into the alley, making her way behind the buildings as she left the scene, trying to find something else to do with her time to keep her awake. The nerve of that demon.

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---------STATE Done
---------VOCAB 524
---------MUSE Fine
---------CHATTER Rawr
---------COSTAR Raphael
---------WARDROBE Fur
---------STAGE Black Market
---------CREDIT coding/banner by yours truly. lyrics by Shakira

[raphael]

It was an amazing feeling. He was tackled to the ground and then he was ripped into like an animal well thats what she was. His shoulder ripped clear from its body, he was dismembered, disembowled, and he was dead for sure. From the moment she started attacking he only smiled the whole time. Not saying one word, and when she was finally done his body turned into ash. The pieces of flesh, his arms, his organs, all of it disappeared into ash and faded away into the wind. Even the blood that had stained her blood crimson evenutally disappeared and when he appeared in hell all he could do was let out a laugh of pleasure.

He waited an hour, and then he reopened the portal back into the human world and was good as new. Teleporting quickly to the black market district he took on form of an animal with a good sniffer and started to track her. In a wolf form, just a small wolf. Oh wouldn't she be surprised to see that he was back in the flesh? Even though she had torn it from his body only under an hour ago and dam was she brutal. Ripping off his shoulders, arms, cleaning his body cavity of its guts. It was almost something beautiful he was thinking as he sniffed the cement floor and continued to follow her, hot on her trail. He'd catch up to her and oh the facial expression would be priceless.

[Lynette Adelaide Keeler]

darling it is no joke, this is lycanthropy. the moon's awake now
WITH EYES WIDE OPEN. MY BODY'S CRAVING, SO FEED THE HUNGRY. NOCTURNAL CREATURES
ARE NOT SO PRUDENT. THE MOON'S MY TEACHER, AND I'M HER STUDENT. THERE'S A SHE WOLF
IN THE CLOSET OPEN UP AND SET HER FREE ----------------------------------------------------------
-------------------------------------------- THERE'S A SHE WOLF IN YOUR CLOSET. A WOLF IN DISGUISE

Sophia glanced around the back of the store and bared her teeth, a small growl rumbling in her chest. When she figured that no one was here, lurking in the shadows and watching her, the giant werewolf walked up to the door and nudged at it with her nose. It didn’t budge, and then she reared up on her hind legs and threw herself at the door, knocking it in and frightening the manager going through stock. He hissed at her like only a vampire or werecat would and attacked her, but Sophia just batted him to the side with one massive paw and he slammed into a shelf, knocking it and all the bins and boxes on top of him. Sophia watched the mounds of clothes and metal shelves and boxes for a minute, and when it didn’t move, she snuffed with content and then walked toward a couple of the boxes. Meanwhile, her body shifted and contorted until she was in her human form—and naked. She had gotten tired of walking around in her wolf form and getting attention, so she wanted some clothes.

Opening up a couple of the boxes, she rummaged through them all and pulled out pieces that might be her size and the style she liked, and after several minutes of rummaging and putting clothes up to her to see if they’d fit, she had on some clothes and was no longer naked. She went through a couple boxes of shoes as well, picking out a good pair that fit her, and she tore all the tags and labels off the clothes before walking back out the broken door and onto the streets. Sophia looked around, then walking around to the front of the store and headed along the street, her hands in her pockets. She’d rid herself of that demon and made some sort of impression on the place, so she was content for a little while. Someone got a little too close to her, though, and she shoved them out of her way. They fell into the street and yelled at her, but she just snarled and continued along, leaving them behind as she tried to find something to do.

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---------STATE Done
---------VOCAB 369
---------MUSE Meh
---------CHATTER
---------COSTAR Raphael
---------WARDROBE Here
---------STAGE Streets of the black market
---------CREDIT coding/banner by yours truly. lyrics by Shakira

[raphael]

Raphael continued to track the person who told him she'd hang out with him after she killed him. So he continued hot on her trail and then the trail warmed up with a shop that looked like it had been vandalized. Then he started to run after the trail and soon he caught up with the scent. Finally he spotted a woman and of course it was a woman he had known from the start. Highly attractive, a nice ass deffinatelly and it only took him a second to shift from his animal form and back into his human form. Then disappearing as he stopped her abruptly a smile on his face.

"So darlin, this is what you look like in your human form. I gotta say, I thoroughly enjoy the look, so how was killin me?"

Yes, he was very happy with himself. She had ripped him limb from limb, gutted him even and then finally he had faded away with ash. Only arriving in hell minutes later in hell and then soon returning back to the human world via a portal. Teleporting to the last place he of course quickly picked right up on her trail in his wolf form and right here he was! Right in front of the femine figure in all her skin glory. Of course he was proud that he had not lied to her and maybe she'd take him a little more serious now.

"I told you demons can't lie.. You really need to listen to me when I tell you something cause its the truth!"

[Lynette Adelaide Keeler]

darling it is no joke, this is lycanthropy. the moon's awake now
WITH EYES WIDE OPEN. MY BODY'S CRAVING, SO FEED THE HUNGRY. NOCTURNAL CREATURES
ARE NOT SO PRUDENT. THE MOON'S MY TEACHER, AND I'M HER STUDENT. THERE'S A SHE WOLF
IN THE CLOSET OPEN UP AND SET HER FREE ----------------------------------------------------------
-------------------------------------------- THERE'S A SHE WOLF IN YOUR CLOSET. A WOLF IN DISGUISE

Did Sophia hope that the demon didn’t show up? Yes. She would die a happy werewolf if she didn’t have to see him again. However, Lady Luck was no longer on her side this fine, overcast day. At least it wasn’t raining. Sophia disliked the rain. The demon was now in front of her, appearing out of nowhere like he seemed to like to do a lot. She snorted with surprise and snarled at him, stopping in her tracks. Instantly her muscles tensed and she got into a half-crouched position, ready to lash out at him. However, he remembered that he wasn’t here to seek revenge on her, and he sure didn’t look like it. He looked calm and fairly happy to see her, maybe a little smug, and Sophia scoffed, looking to the side. Dammit, why couldn’t he just leave her alone like she wanted everyone else to?

“So darlin, this is what you look like in your human form. I gotta say, I thoroughly enjoy the look, so how was killin me?” he asked, striking up a conversation with her. Sophia narrowed her eyes and tossed her head to the side to move her long black hair out of her face and away from her neck so it didn’t lay uncomfortably against her bare skin. “It was unsatisfying. You are still alive, after all,” she retorted, ignoring his comment about liking how she looked. The last thing Sophia cared about was whether or not she looked nice. Black was the only thing she ever wore, so long as it was black and wasn’t a dress, then she’d wear it. Most of all, she didn’t give a rat’s ass what the demon thought of her.

Brushing past him, she kept walking. He was only here for a drink or something, wasn’t he? She didn’t know or give a damn. It obvious that she wasn’t going to get rid of him, so she figured she might as well give him what he wanted and then get on with her life. “I told you demons can't lie. You really need to listen to me when I tell you something cause it’s the truth!" he exclaimed as she walked away. She could only assume that he was following her, since he seemed infatuated with her or something. “What do you want from me, Demon? To hang out with me? For what reason? I want nothing to do with you and yet you continue to follow me around like a lost puppy dog. What could you possibly want from me?” she asked, turning on him and narrowing her eyes, trying to figure out what the hell he wanted from her.

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---------STATE Done
---------VOCAB 447
---------MUSE Meh
---------CHATTER Sorry it took so long.
---------COSTAR Raphael
---------WARDROBE Here
---------STAGE Black Market
---------CREDIT coding/banner by yours truly. lyrics by Shakira