Lynette Adelaide Keeler
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sticks and stones may break my bones but chains and whips excite me
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Post by Lynette Adelaide Keeler on Jan 21, 2011 20:30:21 GMT -5
there's more than meets the eye symbolic woman sits on her throne but hate strips her and Lyn just grinned and walked around him, teeth flashing in a bright little smile. Waving over her shoulder she called “Whatever helps you sleep at night, pudding pop!”
Such a man. . . couldn’t make up his mind! First she was using him, and then he was just doing it because he wanted to. . . . His mouth kept moving but all she could hear was “blah blah blah.” She had been so excited to have found a kindred spirit, but all he was reasoning and attempts at making himself feel good about himself. He was a useless copycat, a wannabe. . . . Age didn’t matter. He had been perfectly chill until she’d arrived. . . .
Copycat. Copycat copycat!
But he’d still prove to be useful. A loose cannon with the ability to shift into a massive creature? He could obtain more media attention in a week than she could in two as just one little woman running around causing mayhem! Most of it was without purpose, but occasionally—nights like these—it was to further her agenda. His. . . he had to convince himself that everything he did was because he was some messenger of fate! Lyn had made the same jokes before. . . But Sully. . . . Sully actually believed it! He couldn’t just openly admit like he liked killing people! He made up excuses to make himself feel better—whether or not he knew it—while Lyn. . . Lyn made excuses to baffle the masses, to give them what they want. The sentient being on the planet needed to have a reason for everything. . . they couldn’t just believe people were bad. Lyn prayed on that and got a kick out of hearing all the silly reasons people would make up for her, then she just started giving them the reasons and seeing them eat it all up!
So gullible. So malleable. So fun to play with.
But at least she wasn’t trying to convince herself, too!
Now treating him as a fly on the wall (she had more interesting things occupying her attention at the moment), Lyn admired her new-found toy with twinkling eyes, a huge Cheshire Cat grin, and shaking shoulder with her silent chuckle. Her good posture left and she hunched over slightly, dropping the now turned off hedge trimmer, letting the tip hit the ground. Giggling and chuckling, she dragged the batter-powered tool across the blood-splattered ground.
Sparks jumped into the air as she dragged metal against pavement, and then she looked over her shoulder to see Sully power out with a lawnmower.
She remained unimpressed, but now knew his game. . . . This was a dick measuring contest, it seemed. It was just too bad he wasn’t up against another male! Besides. . . imitation was the greatest form of flattery, was it not? It warmed her cold heart to know that she had touched someone so deep! That she had encouraged someone to be more like her! She giggled. Let him one up her all he wanted! Put him at the front lines!
“I’ve got a lovely bunch of coconuts, deedlie dee a standing in a rooowww~” she sang, waltzing down the street with the hedge trimmer scraping painfully against the pavement, sparks flying.
a cage for every unclean spirit every dirty bird well hey there! this wonderful thread is tagged for the magnificent Sully! he and Lyn are hanging out in the streets and having a grand old time finding new toys. My post also happens to be 552 words in length! Like this template? Well I'm the one who coded it! Don't steal it! Oh wait, one more thing; She has him all figured out, doesn't she? XD
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Urjasz Volkova
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Post by Urjasz Volkova on Jan 21, 2011 20:54:36 GMT -5
The survival of many will always justify the deaths of a few
Now how did you sleep with someone who was clearly in need of help? Help that he could probably give but there was no way he was doing that. Where's the fun in that?! She went off skipping away like some child on drugs with her new toy and he suddenly felt rather out of place. He wished he was that care free. There was no worry, no purpose for her. Simply just have a good time. He always thought he was a fun type. Most people seemed to think so. But he was still a good candidate for hiring. Apparently. Did that make him boring? Oh god was he one of those miserable drones? Fuck he hoped not. Steering the lawnmower around, he drove straight towards the police van. At the amazing speed of fuck all speed, he crashed into the side of the van. Punching the window in, he leaned in and turned on the radio. Flicking through the channels, he found a punk style station and began dancing. Jumping on the top of the van, he began to dance like some rebel punk.
No doubt he'd lost Lyn to her own thoughts. She was suddenly strangely quiet but it was no surprise. She was childlike and they would go off and play when they wanted to. All of a sudden a song he loved came on and he began to rock it out even more. "I play in a band, we're the best in the land. We're big in both Chelsea and France. I play one mean guitar and then score at the bar. There's a line of chicks waiting for their chance. So come on now honey, I'll make you feel pretty. These other gals mean nothing to me. Let's finish these drinks and be gone for the night 'Cause I'm more than a handful, you'll see! So kiss me, I'm shitfaced! I'm soaked, I'm soiled and brown in the trousers. She kissed me And I only bought her one round! Jumping up higher and higher, he sang as loud as he could, rocking out to the Irish song. So hard in fact that he slipped, smashed his face on the van and fell off the side. ""ARGH FECK..!"
Sticking his hand up in the air, he made a punk symbol with his hand, his head face down as he groaned and gave a loud scream of "WOOOOOO!" Jumping up, he stumbled a bit and made his way towards Lyn. "Auntie Lyn! I hurt myself! Perhaps you should come kiss me better?!" Chuckling, he coughed up a bit of blood and spat it onto the ground. That really hurt. But he was having fun so that's what mattered right? She liked to do weird shit, he liked to party. In which case he really should bang her. It'd be the ultimate end to the night! Picking up a riot helmet, he turned and ran into the side of the police van. Bouncing off it, he picked himself up and ran at it once more. And again. And again. Eventually, the van tipped and he got thrown a few feet over the over side as he bounced off it. Picking himself up, he jumped on it and shouted, very proudly "Don't know why I did that. Just did. Was fun. Won't do it again though. Fecking hurt!"
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Lynette Adelaide Keeler
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sticks and stones may break my bones but chains and whips excite me
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Post by Lynette Adelaide Keeler on Jan 21, 2011 21:59:11 GMT -5
there's more than meets the eye symbolic woman sits on her throne but hate strips her and “Big ones, small ones, some that are bigger than your head~” she continued to sing merrily, taking a hold of the handle of her trimmer with bother hands. The switch was flicked and it whirred to life. Swinging it upward, she smacked it into a light post. Sparks erupted from the metal against metal action, showering over the pink-haired woman and making her squeal with delight.
Luckily—or unluckily, however you wanted to look at it—nothing caught on fire.
Lyn saw that as pretty unlucky, but she stopped what she was doing and looked around, the fun leaving her face as disappointment took over. Not at Sully—he was having fun, so who could complain? That was all Lyn wanted, too!—but at something else entirely. The sparks. . . the loud music, the dancing, the singing, the defecating of corpses. . . it was all good fun. . . .
But there was no audience.
The vampire let the still-whirring trimmer hit the floor in another shower of sparks before flicking it off. Though the sense of adventure didn’t leave her eyes, her smile had faded into a neutral line as she watched Sully, wondering if felt as empty as she did right then. This wasn’t fun without people to gawk. People to stare at her in wonder, awe, fear. . . every kind of emotion they were capable of feeling. She needed the impact! There was no impact!
“It’s too dead here,” Lyn muttered, pulling out a lighter and flicking it to stare at the flame for a while, her smile returning. She turned and waltzed back to the building she’d found her electric hedge trimmer and went searching through the store until she found the fuel for the riding lawn mowers and gas-powered tools. She grabbed a few and hauled them out, carrying some under her arms as well as the trimmer—she wasn’t going to let go of that thing for any reason—and then popped them open one at a time.
“Auntie Lyn! I hurt myself! Perhaps you should come kiss me better?!”
Lyn looked over her shoulder, grinning widely, and just waved a gas can at him. “Rub some dirt in it and walk it off! It’ll put hair on your chest!” she called with a giggle, not one to show sympathy. Well, unless it was false sympathy to make a point.
Trouncing around, Lyn started to sing a nameless tune while dumping the contents of the gas cans all over the streets, then splashing some against the buildings, over the bodies, inside a few empty shops. Smiling, she pulled the lighter out and called “If you can’t stand the heat, get out of the kitchen!” before dropping the lighter onto the last place she’d poured the fuel. The fire spread like. . . wildfire, and she squealed with glee.
“Let’s blow this popsicle joint and find somewhere a little livelier!” she crowed, skipping off merrily, dragging the trimmer along with her. “I fell into a burning ring of fire! Down down down, the flames grew higher!”
a cage for every unclean spirit every dirty bird well hey there! this wonderful thread is tagged for the magnificent Sully! he and Lyn are hanging out in the streets and having a grand old time burning things. My post also happens to be 514 words in length! Like this template? Well I'm the one who coded it! Don't steal it! Oh wait, one more thing; :U fia!
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Post by Urjasz Volkova on Jan 21, 2011 22:33:10 GMT -5
The survival of many will always justify the deaths of a few
And now she was burning things. Fun times! It was certainly a build up of wondering what she was up to. As he tried his attempt to grab her attention she had simply said some off remark about dirt or something. She seemed awfully intent on doing something and his curiousity was certainly getting the better of him. "And miss auntie, miss auntie dear, what are you up to? What game are we playing now? Is it something that I can bring mummy and daddy too?" he teased, he moving steadily closer to her. With a glint of joy in her eyes, she spoke and flames erupted around her. Jumping slightly, a momentary look of confusion turned to utter joy and he cried out "Brilliant. BBQ!" Picking up some bodies, he began throwing them at the fire but was interupted by her telling him that she was out of there. Not one to get left behind, he watched the fire for a moment, before turning and walking behind her, watching the trimmer carefully.
As they made their way through an alleyway, he made a sudden dash for her trimmer, yanking it from her hands and throwing it away. Grabbing her by the throat, he picked her up and slammed her down onto the ground. His strength was always his strongest ability and he was not shy in using it. Still holding her by the throat, he straddled her and lent in close to her. Running his finger down her body, he whispered into her ear "You are one interesting little girl, that's for sure. You tell me that I need to have a reason to do what I do. That I don't do what I want to do. Well here you go. You get to help me do what I want to do." His hand ran down to her waist and slipped his fingers up her skirt. "You can play ball or you can scream. I don't mind what you do. I win." A smile crossed his face as he prepared to do his deed on her. After all, it was her telling him to just do stuff. And he wanted to do that.
With a tight grip on her throat, he used his spare hand to tear off any underwear she had and pull his trousers down. He was already hard from the mere thought of the act and he forced his waist between her legs. Sliding his member inside her, he pushed right in, not caring if he hurt her or not. She was a big girl. She would deal with it. He began to thrust inside her hard and started tearing her top off with his spare hand. "You have very nice tits. Let's make them dance!" he opinionated, and he watched them as he thrust inside her. Chuckling, he stated "haha they do dance! Wonderful!" He had no intention on finishing any time soon, especially as he wanted to see a reaction from her. She clearly wanted to see the world burn and know it was her. He then wanted the world to know he tapped that ass. After all, he was Sully! Sully always got the lady. Whether she liked it or not!
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Lynette Adelaide Keeler
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sticks and stones may break my bones but chains and whips excite me
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Post by Lynette Adelaide Keeler on Jan 21, 2011 23:11:23 GMT -5
there's more than meets the eye symbolic woman sits on her throne but hate strips her and Quick footsteps alerted her Sully was coming in, but she didn’t care enough to do much but continue to sing to herself and skip down the street, free arm swinging while the other carried the trimmer. What a nice night this had turned out to be! Death, car crashes, a few different blood sessions all topped off with a little bonfire!
She was slightly surprised by the disappearance of her trimmer, though.
“Heeeyy that’s mmmiiiiinneee!” she whined, lifting her hand and making a grabbing motion for the weapon he’d so carelessly tossed aside, lips pursed into a childlike pout.
Lyn didn’t have time to do much else before a thick hand was wrapped around her throat. She was surprised and definitely taken back. . . but quite pleased at the same time. It was aggravatingly too hard to get any sort of rise out of the pink-haired lady, and she was taking great joy in the fact that not only was she being manhandled so graciously, but also in the fact that it was she who had gotten a rise out of him!
Her ego swelled even more to know her powers of instigation were so ripe.
She just smiled at his little speech. Yet more reasons! He was doing it because she told her he should! Ohh, it was too great. He was more of a sheep than he would ever admit do, wasn’t he? Of course, this was something he couldn’t win at. If he listened to her, it made him a patsy. If he didn’t listen to her, he wouldn’t do what he wanted. He wouldn’t get to have fun, and he’d forever believe that he was just some boring robot worker. Catch 22. . . another one of her specialties.
“Mmm can I do both?” she crooned, grinning wide. If he honestly thought she’d be upset, he was dead wrong. The one thing no one ever seemed to get about her when they met her was that nothing bothered her. Ever. She was completely unfettered by anything and everything.
He was anything but gentle with her, but that wasn’t much of a problem for the pain-loving vampire girl. She “played ball” with a few “pained” twitches and grunts and a comment. “You’re such a big meanie-face. . . ,” she whimpered. Guy probably’d enjoy it more if he thought she was unhappy. Maybe. Eh she could do whatever.
“Dance dance, we’re falling apart to half time~” she sang quietly, followed by a giggle. She was unable to help herself when he mentioned dancing. Even if it didn’t have anything to do at all with what that song was about.
Even though Lyn was fairly certain if she really wanted to she could just slither right out from under him, she sure was playing the helpless victim quite well! Well kinda. It was obvious she was enjoy it in some twisted way, but every now again she made a move opposite to what he was doing, just to make it that much more harder for him, that much more frustrating. She hadn’t quite screamed yet, but that was only because she wasn't much of a screamer. Or a moaner.
a cage for every unclean spirit every dirty bird well hey there! this wonderful thread is tagged for the magnificent Sully! he and Lyn are hanging out in the streets and having a grand old time doing. . . stuff.. My post also happens to be 543 words in length! Like this template? Well I'm the one who coded it! Don't steal it! Oh wait, one more thing; A different kind of fia!
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Urjasz Volkova
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Post by Urjasz Volkova on Jan 21, 2011 23:30:04 GMT -5
The survival of many will always justify the deaths of a few
So it seemed that this was another thing she enjoyed. Wow. She really did have fun doing anything. It wasn't a bad thing for Sully. It just meant that he didn't have to worry so much about her running away as he would anyone else. Letting go of her throat, he held down both of her arms and pressed his body hard against her, slamming into her over and over. Sliding his hands down her arms, he slipped his hands under her shoulders and took a tight grip. Pulling her even closer to him, he went deeper and he knew he'd come eventually. It was a surprise vampires and shifters didn't fuck more often. There was no worry of pregnancy at all. He didn't have time to talk anymore. She may have been having fun with a little sing song but he was having his moment. He wouldn't have had it if he hadn't taken it. It wasn't rape. She never said no. With a few more deep thrusts, he held her tight as he exploded inside her, his body shaking with shivers from the thrill of it.
Holding her tight for a moment, he caught his breath before sliding out of her and standing up. Lifting his trousers up, he did his zip up and looked down at her half naked body. Conquest complete! Internally he was high fiving himself, especially looking at her perky little nipples. Making his way back a little bit, he went to see how the fire was going and saw that there was now a large crowd, some of whom had been there previously. Well it seemed she got her way as well. Heading back towards her, leaned against a wall and took another deep breath, smiling at her. "I think I'll like this city. First day I kill shit loads of people, piss about to music, watch someone burn half a block down and then fuck your brains out. I think this is the perfect night. Yep. I'd say it's a damn good contender!" Doing a small dance on the spot as if to celebrate, he turned to face her and finished "So what shall we do next? Vote for death, sex or both! Oh and anal. Vote for anal!" Laughter surely followed and it was hard to tell if he was joking or not.
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Lynette Adelaide Keeler
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sticks and stones may break my bones but chains and whips excite me
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Post by Lynette Adelaide Keeler on Jan 22, 2011 0:23:41 GMT -5
there's more than meets the eye symbolic woman sits on her throne but hate strips her and While she was quite enjoying herself, it ended all too quickly and she just knew she’d have to find someone. . . up to her standards. Or just do it herself. Wherever the night took her! But she didn’t seem disappointed or upset that he had. . . fallen short: it was a common theme and the were-hyena should have just been happy he’d finished before she got bored and decided to turn his rod inside out just to what it was like in there.
She waited patiently and gave him a teasing pat on the back. “Gonna be okay there, Lamb Chop?” she snickered, sitting up as he got off of her and dressed himself again. She had a bit of a wardrobe malfunction going on, but it was easily fixed!
Standing, Lyn ripped off the top half of her shirt and tossed it aside, grinning the stupid little grin she always wore before pulling the skirt down a little ways around her waist. With a tug she removed part of the bottom to make it shorter, then removed the scarf from around her neck and unfolding it. Wrapping the scarf around her chest and tying it into an extravagant boy at her back.
Lyn would have been perfectly comfortable walking around half-naked, but she liked showing off her innovative side a little bit more!
It didn’t last long.
“Naaah,” she muttered, pulling the scarf free of her chest and wrapping it back around her neck and moving her skirt a little bit up, straightened her top, and then took a breath and grinned wider. Walking to her discarded trimmer, she picked it back up, made sure it worked, then hugged it to her chest. “My trimmer!” she snorted possessively, glaring at him behind a veil of her hair. Well, fake glaring.
What to do next?
She dropped the pouting act and let the trimmer hit the pavement again. “Catch me if you can!” she shouted, running up the nearest building and stopping on the roof first to admire the scene below. A grand bonfire cooking at least half a block, and a crowd of gawkers who had finally got past the barricade and had come across the scene of gore. A new swarm of police was everywhere, trying to put out the fire as the fire engines tried to get past the pile-up she had created half an hour prior. . . .
“I am an artist,” she muttered smugly before running and leaping to the next building and turning to see if Sully would leave her be or take pursuit.
Either way worked for her.
a cage for every unclean spirit every dirty bird well hey there! this wonderful thread is tagged for the magnificent Sully! he and Lyn are hanging out in the streets and having a grand old time playing games. My post also happens to be 438 words in length! Like this template? Well I'm the one who coded it! Don't steal it! Oh wait, one more thing; Playful as ever.
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Post by Urjasz Volkova on Jan 23, 2011 17:53:46 GMT -5
The survival of many will always justify the deaths of a few
And so it came to this eh? He was getting his jollys from murder, rape and assisted arson. Where exactly was the good in all this again? Worst still, the person he'd raped.....well, he didn't even think he could call it rape as she'd enjoyed it. Therefore it wasn't rape! He was just having fun! And murder? Nah, they were victims of their own violence. Even the police. After all they had turned up for a fight! Arson....well that was Lyn. So he wasn't to blame. Before he knew it she was flying up the side of a building and admiring the fire in the distance. Waiting for a moment below, he was reassuring himself that everything he'd just done was truly for the best. In the end, his cause would justify their deaths. And he would always kill himself when he was done. Wouldn't he? Pushing that thought aside, he allowed the darker side to take over once more and his eyes almost changed colour he let it take over so much. She wanted to play some kind of game. He was good for.
With the quick extension of claws, Sully was soon throwing himself up the side of the building to catch up with Lyn, landing beside her, stumbling a few steps forward as he landed. Looking over at Lyn as she watched the world burn, he could see the lust for more in her eyes. Swinging around to face the fire once more, he picked up a rock, tossed it up and down a bit, before launching it across the skyline. He gave himself a quick "Yes!" as his rock smashed into the side of a civilian's head, sending him flying sideways head first. There was a few bounces across the pavement before he was stopped by a shop window. Enjoying this new game, he picked up a few more and started pelting the crowd with rocks. People started bouncing across the pavement as rocks took them out as others in the crowd screamed and tried to flee the scene. Even the emergency crew were taking cover, trying to see where the rocks were coming from.
As he went to throw another though, he was interupted by Lyn's sudden new game of chase. Damn she grew bored easily! There was no real question about it. He would chase. Simples! Though he could not help but here her declaration of artistic talents. It was something that should have pestered him but he let it slip. He knew she was up to something, but at this point he didn't really care. As he'd said before, he would win regardless of what people got out of him. Keeping up with her wasn't hard, but he was very aware of the very turned on machinery she was throwing around like some kind of dance stick. Even if she didn't mean to, he wanted to avoid a blow to the face from it. There was a moment of wondering where she would lead him and he was looking around as they ran, trying to find buildings to remember should he have to retrace his footsteps. Especially if she decided to suddenly play hide and seek. He wouldn't put it past her.
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Lynette Adelaide Keeler
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sticks and stones may break my bones but chains and whips excite me
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Post by Lynette Adelaide Keeler on Jan 23, 2011 18:36:44 GMT -5
there's more than meets the eye symbolic woman sits on her throne but hate strips her and Haha! He took chase! Excellent!
Going only half speed—it wouldn’t be any fun if she just left him in the dust!—Lyn darted across the buildings, leaping from roof to roof growing more and more excited as the population increased outside of their crime scene. More people to astound! More people to show off to! More fun, more screams, more of everything! You simply couldn’t have any fun if there wasn’t someone around to see it! Well you could. But you had the most fun in a crowd! It’s like asking if a tree made any sound in the forest when falling if no one was there.
Just running was boring, though.
“Suivez moi!” she called over her shoulder, eyes set on the lip at the end of the building. She grinned wider, then set her hands on the lip as she reached it, pushing up and lifting her legs up over her body with a smile, now facing Sully as he ran after her, graciously translating her horrid French. “Follow me!”
Letting her legs fall backwards, she let go of the ledge with one hand and then swung her body downward. Legs out, she kicked in a window and let go of the ledge at the same time, sailing through the window and ungracefully landing on her feet. He fell to her shoulders and her momentum carried her across the tiled ground of the business building, causing several people in their little office building to stand and stare at her as she rolled and slid, giggling the whole way.
Stumbling to her feet, she staggered a few steps to make sure she still had her balance, then turned to see if Sully was coming, but didn’t give too much time before she was turning around and running into a desk, frightening the woman behind it. Legs in the air and face planted on the desk, her shoulder shook with a giggle.
“Ouchie!” she snickered, planting her feet firmly on the ground and shoving the desk into the wall, pinning the confused and scared woman against it before she was busting through the door and nearly falling down some steps. However, to keep from actually falling down the flight of cement steps she just leaped down it, stumbled in the landing, and then bust down another door with more office workers. This time, however, she headed for a window.
a cage for every unclean spirit every dirty bird well hey there! this wonderful thread is tagged for the magnificent Sully! he and Lyn are hanging out in the streets and having a grand old time playing games. My post also happens to be 400 words in length! Like this template? Well I'm the one who coded it! Don't steal it! Oh wait, one more thing; And through the building!
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Post by Urjasz Volkova on Jan 23, 2011 19:20:24 GMT -5
The survival of many will always justify the deaths of a few
It must be a game. It just must be. He couldn't help but keep thinking FETCH over and over as if she was some ball being thrown for him. A game of chase was always a bad idea when you ran from a shifter. They could run for days and would if they had the spare time. Especially those with some kind of hunter in them. There was a delay in her running, almost as if she wanted him to pull up beside him yet she'd always move forward if he neared. It was definitely a game. Not that he minded. Games were meant to be fun and they both seemed to be having a good time. She shouted something at him in French and for a moment he completely forgot all the French he'd learnt whilst living there. There was a baffled look on his face as he thought about the meaning, not paying attention to where he was going. As she told him to follow, he looked up too late. Down he went. Missing the gap between buildings, he fell before he reached her and smashed through a brick wall, landing in a single office room.
Catching his breath and picking himself off the destroyed desk, he started knocking the dust from his body as he opened the office door. He'd clearly lost her and knowing her, he'd lost her for good. However his arrival had already been beaten. Tearing her way through the office already was Lyn, having a whale of a time. He observed in silence as she assaulted a woman and her desk, a smile on his face. He'd smashed through a wall yet a little girl had taken all the attention. It was quite simply amazing. However his enjoyment was cut short as he noticed a security guard running for Lyn. He knew she could handle herself yet for some reason, he was also running. Launching himself across the desks, he dropkicked the guard out a window and landed in an awkward upside down position against a cubicle wall. Things surely couldn't get worse? From his upside down position, he watched as Lyn disappeared out a door, oblivious to what he'd just done.
Picking himself up once more, he was barely on his feet before he felt a mug smash against his head. Stumbling forward, he turned to see a disgruntled office worker staring him in the face, ready to throw the first punch. As he did, Sully grabbed his arm, snapped it and threw the man across the room. Giving a loud growl, he challenged anyone else to do the same, but was met with a silence. Brushing off dust from his shoulder, he followed the direction Lyn had gone in. With a casual pace, he simply followed the path of destruction she'd left behind. For a little girl she certainly did some damage. He wasn't even sure how old she even was. Reaching the office, he saw her heading for a window and this time he set off sprinting. Speed was his second key ability. second to his strength, and he could usually keep up with most species. As she met the window, he was hot on her tail, waiting to see her next move.
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Lynette Adelaide Keeler
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Post by Lynette Adelaide Keeler on Jan 23, 2011 20:10:44 GMT -5
there's more than meets the eye symbolic woman sits on her throne but hate strips her and She could hear the mayhem that was happening behind her, but that wasn’t her concern! Her concern was making it impossible for him to follow her and then show up later and gloat! Sully could do as he wished chasing after her. . . just made it harder for him in the long run!
Hee-hee! It was fun getting chased by a big hyena!
“Oh Shenzi!” she called behind her, turning mid-stride to walk backwards and make sure that he was still coming. It wouldn’t be much fun if she lost him right away, would it? But he was coming, and she charged at the window, still only going half speed to make sure that he would give her a run for her money for at least a little while longer before she started to really get serious!
He was right behind her as she ran for the window, and she decided to switch things up a bit! So when she hit the window, she also hit the deck! If he was going as fast as she thought he was going, he’d just sail right through the window—maybe even the whole wall! What a display that would be!—and leave her there! Of course he might end up tackling her, too. . . . But that was why she was steadily crawling toward the adjacent wall, trying to keep from being tackled altogether. Or kicked. She was too low to get tackled, but getting kicked was a definite maybe!
Maybe she should stay still after all! It had been a while since she’d taken a good kick to the head!
a cage for every unclean spirit every dirty bird well hey there! this wonderful thread is tagged for the magnificent Sully! he and Lyn are hanging out in a building and having a grand old time playing games. My post also happens to be 271 words in length! Like this template? Well I'm the one who coded it! Don't steal it! Oh wait, one more thing; She thinks she's so clever. . .
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Urjasz Volkova
Were-Wolf
SHAUN SULLIVAN Were-hyena
You can go a long way with a smile. You can go a lot further with a smile and a gun
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Post by Urjasz Volkova on Jan 23, 2011 20:23:18 GMT -5
The survival of many will always justify the deaths of a few
For the onlookers it must have been a bizarre situation to suddenly be thrown in. First a girl runs in like a maniac, correction, like the maniac she is and then a man comes bombing it in after her. Perhaps they would think that he was after her? He was just waiting for someone to try stop him once more. There was always someone who would step in thinking that they were helping. Very rarely they actually were. With his current speed he had very little choice but to go with the flow of the chase and that meant a bit of upcoming pain. Had he been chasing her in the hunt sense he'd have taken her down with him, making sure she hit the ground first. However this was just a game and he had to lift his legs to avoid her. Twisting in the air, he met with the window shoulder first. Shifting mid air, armour shattered across the office and his claws tore into the ground around Lyn, bringing him to a halt. There was a moment of silence and then the first screamer started.
He knew Lyn would disappear as soon as she saw how this had turned out, but there was something in him that just wanted to shut the room up. Tearing through one aisle of cubicles, blood and broken walls splattered across the room as he ran his way around the office. Computers and desks flew, sometimes attached to their previous owner. Bodies fell from the windows and others painted the wall a new colour. Lyn wanted witnesses. He'd just have to kill as many as possible. This was his new game. When the last was dead, he spun around to see what Lyn's next move. With hardly any lack of breath, he was ready for whatever she threw at him. In a way the only thing they'd yet to do was fight and he was half curious how that'd turn out. Her speed would be a factor to match with, but if he got a good hit she'd be down for sure. She'd already tried killing him with the window chase. To her it looked like fun. He decided to replay that one another day.
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Lynette Adelaide Keeler
Vampire
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sticks and stones may break my bones but chains and whips excite me
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Post by Lynette Adelaide Keeler on Jan 24, 2011 0:06:33 GMT -5
there's more than meets the eye symbolic woman sits on her throne but hate strips her and An obnoxious giggle fit started up as soon as the man fursploded into the magnificent little hyena form that he had hidden under his human skin. She found herself underneath the giant hyena beast and she twisted over to her back and lifted her arms high enough to bat at his belly fur for a little bit before he took off to murdering people again.
Tee-hee!
Getting to her feet, Lyn brushed off her clothes, gently opened the window, and then shoved out the screen before gingerly climbing onto the ledge and looking down. What floor was this. . . ? It looked almost like the fifth floor. Had the building been six floors high or seven? . . . . Did it matter? Giggling, Lyn took a step off the ledge and dropped the five floors. It seemed as if she land as gracefully as Selene from Underworld, moving right into a nonchalant stride into a subway. . . .
But she landed and fell on her shoulder.
“Waaahh,” she muttered playfully, grinning widely even though her shoulder was a little scraped up and bleeding. Already it was starting to bruise over, then fade as her enhanced healing worked it over. A few people stopped and stared at the strange topless woman, but she just brushed her pants off and climbed up the next building, walking perfectly horizontal while people stared in awe, wondering if maybe someone was filming a movie.
Knocking out another window, she climbed through and looked around, wondering if Sully was still following or if she was on her own.
Then she suddenly realized the woman standing at her desk, looking tired and in the middle of taking a drink of coffee, frozen in that position while she stared at the topless woman, had the cutest shirt on that she ever did see! Striding over to her, Lyn knocked the coffee cup out of her hand and then took her shirt by the bottom and just stripped it off of the complaining and confused woman.
“Thanks!” Lyn sang, patting the top of the woman’s head before slipping it on and heading out the door. However, she stopped, looked at the cell phone some guy was holding, decided it was just shiny enough and plucked it from his grasp before leaving out the door.
a cage for every unclean spirit every dirty bird well hey there! this wonderful thread is tagged for the magnificent Sully! he and Lyn are hanging out in a building and having a grand old time stealing from civilians. My post also happens to be 388 words in length! Like this template? Well I'm the one who coded it! Don't steal it! Oh wait, one more thing; Lol she has no remorse. XD
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Urjasz Volkova
Were-Wolf
SHAUN SULLIVAN Were-hyena
You can go a long way with a smile. You can go a lot further with a smile and a gun
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Post by Urjasz Volkova on Jan 25, 2011 8:55:31 GMT -5
The survival of many will always justify the deaths of a few
There was just blood. All he could see was just blood, some still floating in the air like a mist. They had been hit so hard and fast that they everywhere. A wave of remorse swept across his body as he truly took note of the bodies everywhere. They had just been working. Just working! How could they deserve such a fate? There much be a reason. Fate would not allow him to waste his powers on the innocent after all. Perhaps he would not know it for awhile, even years, as to why they had to die but their deaths would link onto a more important event and he had yet to see what it was. Yes. that's it. In order for a future event to happen, they had to first die. It was like a key to a door. You could not open the door without the key and they were the key. Happy with that reason, he was able to spot Lyn darting out the window. Again with the windows.
Deciding not to be so graceful, Sully powered towards the window and smashed through it, taking the frame and parts of the wall with him as he showered Lyn's audience with bricks and glass. Claws out, he slammed into the opposite wall, hoping to cling onto it but instead smashing clean through it. Turning to see Lyn fly up past his newly made window, he looked up and decided to follow. Through the floor. Jumping up, he smashed through the roof and landed to the side of the new hole. Not seeing Lyn, he jumped up again, and again and again, until he spotted the tell tale signs of Lyn's trail. A confused woman at a desk and a man yelling abuse down a hallway. Yeah she'd been there. The man soon became quiet when he spotted the giant hyena looking straight at him. Powering it past the paid, Sully was soon on the heels of Lyn, waiting for her next move.
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Lynette Adelaide Keeler
Vampire
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sticks and stones may break my bones but chains and whips excite me
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Post by Lynette Adelaide Keeler on Jan 25, 2011 15:05:56 GMT -5
there's more than meets the eye symbolic woman sits on her throne but hate strips her and Aware and incredibly happy that that the great big hyena was still following her—not that she wasn’t making it hard for him! Who couldn’t follow the trail of confusion, fear, and pain she left behind when she was in a playful mood? It was a wonder the cops didn’t know where she lived yet! Of course she had several little “lairs” as she liked to call them scattered around the city
Landlords didn’t really care that their actual tenants were dead so long as they kept getting their rent! Not that they actually knew that their tenants were dead and hanging in a ditch somewhere. . . . Eventually the cops would show up looking for them, but that was half the fun!
Finding yet another set of stairs, Lyn grinned happily and started down them, skipping a step at a time to go down them faster, taking her sweet, sweet time to get there even though she could have been down at the bottom of the stairs in a matter of half a second. She was met with a security guard coming up the steps and her grin just got wider and more devious as both stopped and stared at each other for a moment, just trying to decide what the other was going to do.
“Hi! I’m being chased by a hyena! How is your night?” she piped up, head cocked to the side. The security guard just stared at her dumbfounded, then pulled out what looked like a taser and headed up the stairs.
Speaking of hyenas.
Sully decided to pop through the door at that time and Lyn looked over her shoulder, then back at the advancing security guard telling her put her hands up—but became distracted a second later by the massive hulk of a beast. “Good luck!” Lyn squealed, running along the wall around the security guard before dropping to the ground and disappearing with a flash through another door, finding herself in a hallway surrounded on either side by office doors.
“Run run run, fast as you can, you can’t catch me, I’m the Gingerbread Man!”
a cage for every unclean spirit every dirty bird well hey there! this wonderful thread is tagged for the magnificent Sully! he and Lyn are hanging out in a building and having a grand old time running along. My post also happens to be 355 words in length! Like this template? Well I'm the one who coded it! Don't steal it! Oh wait, one more thing; hmm no comment right now. :U
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