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Blushing Bunny Vice Captain
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 Posted: Tue May 19, 2009 1:35 pm
(I realize the title is lame, and it's an overused word. Sue me.)
:: Mitternacht ::
A Roleplay with Zurikie.
This Roleplay takes place in 1940's Germany, on a military base.
The soldiers at this particular military base were reknown for their discipline and cooperation amongst eachother, aswell as their dedication to battle.
The base was run and overlooked by a strict, and merciless Captain, whom was also very well-known.
One evening, the base is intruded by an assassin from an enemy base, a young assassin, who is inexperienced, and has no idea of the troubles that lay ahead.
:: Characters ::
"Payne"
Age: 17
Height: 5'6".
Weight: 120lbs.
Appearance: {x}{x} {Old}{Old}
Played by: Doll of Lithium
Asher
Age: 23
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 167lbs
Appearance: {x}
Played by: Zurikie
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2009 7:41 pm
The young assassin quietly climbed his way up the wall and in through a window, the rope clutched tightly between his gloved hands.
He slowly peered over the windowsil and into the hallway that the window lead to, his eyes a brilliant green.
He listened carefully, making sure that the hallway was empty before climbing in through the window.
It was very late that evening, most of the base's soldiers were asleep in their beds, ready to wake early the next morning to proceed with their training and exercises.
The assassin grinned wickedly, his long onyx tresses draped around his face, his hair pulled back into a low ponytail.
He quickly navigated down the hall and stopped at a door, creeping up close it and listening from the other side.
He could hear snoring, his target was sleeping.
The young assassin drew his blade carefully and then turned the knob to the bedroom door, sliding inside the dark room, the only light being the moonlit rays seeping in through the window.
He was seeking revenge. One of his own base's officers were murdered on the field by someone from this very base, and he was young, naive, acting against orders.
He never knew the trouble he would be in for killing an enemy without being ordered to do so.
He stood next to the older man's bed, dagger drawn and without another moment to waste, he lunged his free hand forward and held his mouth closed. Then, he quickly drew the blade across his neck, a deep cut that bled out and onto the sheets.
The deed was done, and now he planned on returning to his own base, sheathing his blade and slipping back out into the dark hallway.
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Blushing Bunny Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 7:24 pm
If walls could talk, this is what they'd say: (Actually, I decided to go with this character:{x}
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 167
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He stood just outside of the door that the young boy crept into; his shoulders pressed against the while while the edging of his hat covered his eyes. He brought his cigarette up to his lips and took a long drag, flicking it over the balcony edging to land on the floor to the level below. With a quick tilt of his head he pulled one of the cloth gloves up and grinned at the sounds from the room. There he'd wait for the boy, preparing an assult like none other the boy had known. "Oh tonight, my dear creature." He whispered, opening his dark blue eyes while fingers moved to brush his lengthy blond hair behind his ear. Tonight his hair was a mess but a few strands falling into his face due to 'previous' activities. He chuckled at the thought of the activities, smirking while those eyes closed.
When the boy entered the hallway he had taken a step back, quickly whirling around to grab the boy's throat, simultaneously grabbing the locks of rich hair that loosely hung across those lithe shoulders. "My, my, my... What have we here." He said with a grunt as he tugged that head back and smashed the boy's skull into the thick cement block of the base walls. He grinned as the hand that had held the boy's hair quickly moved to those shoulders, turning the boy around before the hand at his head smashed that forehead into the wall. Within moments the smaller male's wrists were secured, arms pushed high up into the boy's back so he was unable to move them. "Now, you wouldn't have blood on you for any old reason, would you?" He questioned, smirking at the targeted offense of the assailant. This is the future, and you are the past:
my ghost,
my ball,
my chain.
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Posted: Sun Jun 21, 2009 8:27 pm
The young assassin turned his eyes quickly to meet the gaze of his attacker just a split moment before hands gripped to his neck and thrust his head against the wall.
He groaned quietly, his eyes closing for a moment as he felt he may black out, the wound on his forehead causing a small stream of blood to pour down the side of his face.
His bright green eyes fluttered open, his head pounding and his sight slightly fuzzy, he wriggled his wrists and arms slightly only to find that they were pinned tightly, his face now pressed aganst the cool cement wall.
He allowed a slight smirk to pull at the corner of his lips, his eyes closing once more as he didn't even bother to struggle, he knew he couldn't match the strength of his captor.
"Oh no, this is just my blood." He mocked slightly, his tone somewhat humorous. He was feeling victorous, even in his current situation. He'd successfully completed his objective, to get revenge and kill the officer, even if he hadn't been ordered to.
"I'm not afraid of you..." He said, his voice trailing off and echoing against the concrete walls of the hallway,"Do your worst."
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Blushing Bunny Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 8:35 am
If walls could talk, this is what they'd say: He chuckled darkly while his head dipped down to the boy's ear. The tip of his cool fleshy tongue ran along the rim of his victim's ear, just a whisper of his voice, "You should be." The Soldier positioned himself behind the young assailant and moulded his form into the smaller one, cooing softly with sadistic ideas. "So, did you get 'em?" He questioned in a tone all his own, dipping down once more to press his pale cheek to the one beside his own, skin cool to touch. As his toned body shifted to press more into the body below his nails dug into soft flesh that was captured between those nails. Icy blue eyes would fall close with a full shudder to his lovely body, head tilting back with amusing thoughts.
Once his composure was regained he took a step back, pulling the boy's head back only to slam it back into the wall. His hand that was on the back of his neck released and curled into a fist, soon slamming into the side of that skull. When he was satisfied that the young one was unable to do much is when his hand roamed. The first stop was along the boy's spine, gloved fingers almost caressing the skin, but searching for hidden objects. Fingers would casually dip into the small grove of the other's back, and glide down to that a**, he paused, amused before his hand cupped those lush cheeks. A mused grin passed over his lips, giving them a small pull to expose his nearly perfect teeth. "Oh my, what a great a** you have..." He snickered while gripping the flesh for a few more moments. Satisfied, he moved on, keeping a tight hold on those arms as he lowered his own body. Another pause. "Actually, get on your knees, boy." he commanded as his hand curled into a fist once more. With a swift movement he dug his fist into the back of those knees and forced the boy down with a hard pull to his arms. When the other was on the floor he spread those legs, fingers tracing the inside of those thighs. Casually, he went about the rest of the boy's back, legs, sides, feet, front, chest, and crotch. With nimble fingers he removed all the hidden weaponry, smirking at the thoughts of foolishness. "Not like you'd get very far with these anyways." He'd slip in as boots came off those feet of the young assailant.
This is the future, and you are the past:
my ghost,
my ball,
my chain.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 9:37 am
(Whats your character's name, dear? Just Asher again?)
The young assassin grittied his teeth slightly and balled his hands up into tight fists as he felt the much larger male's form aganst his own. Had he been unbound, he probably would've slugged the man.
"Of course I killed him." He said, a devious chuckle slipping past his lips,"I would not be a good assassin if I came all this way and didn't slay my target..." He said. Onyx bangs fell over his face, one side of them soaked in blood from the aching wound on his forehead and causing some hairs to stick to is cheeks.
He hadn't expected to be slammed into the wall once more, his conciousness nearly fading with that one, but still he managed to keep his brght green eyes opened.
He began to become a bit more resiliant when he felt that his captor was looking for his hidden weapons, he started to tug at his arms and attempt to move his body away from intruding hands, and yet, his strength was simply no match.
He was built for agility and speed, certainly not strength.
His muscles tensed up when the other male gripped at his a**, his brows furrowing, wanting to say something but this time, he kept his mouth shut.
The assassin fell down to his knees upon feeling the fist into the back of one of them, his forehead pressing forward into the stone wall as he could feel the sharp pain going up through his leg.
"a*****e..." He muttered under his breath.
He didn't move from his position, even after he felt the boots slide off of his feet, exposing the bruised and aching flesh of his feet, he'd obviously run a long way with very little rest.
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Blushing Bunny Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 4:33 pm
If walls could talk, this is what they'd say: "I'm glad you got him. If you hadn't I wouldn't have such a lovely playtoy." He grinned widely while his fingers went to work in pulling out one of his holstered blades. He flicked the sharp thing open and pressed it along the back of the boy's neck before he spoke again. "Which one were you going for, anyhow?" At this point the blade has slid down the male's back, pressed hard enough to cut the thin material of the shirt, but not the skin. The rest the the material was ripped off the small male. "Come on, get up." He stated flatly while lifting the boy, quickly ripping down the pants that he had on, revealing to body he had invaded with touch moments before. A dark chuckle was heard from his throat, hands moving back down to gently run across the smooth flesh he had exposed.
He took a step back, dragging the youth with him as he turned and walked down the hall, nodding at those who had opened the door to see what had happened. "Welcome to your new home, boy. You're in for some ride." He sneered with a dark and very sadistic grin spread across his porcelain carved skin. This is the future, and you are the past:
my ghost,
my ball,
my chain.
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Posted: Mon Jun 22, 2009 4:46 pm
The young assassin shuddered at the words of his captor's voice, biting his lower lip when he felt the blade at the back of his neck, that began to tear away at his top.
"Officer Kaden..." He said with a slight smirk, getting up as he was instructed to, his head pounded painfully as he stood, the blood that had dripped down the side of his face had mostly dried, is hair still sticking to it.
His body tensed up when his pants were ripped down, his body now completely exposed, the unscarred and unscathed skin now unclothed.
He took in a deep breath as he turned and then was being dragged down the hall, stumbling over himself as his bare feet padded against the cool cement floor.
He could feel strange eyes on him as other soldiers of the base opened their doors to peer at him and his captor. His green eyes narrowed slowly.
He dug his heels into the floor and whipped his hand out of the other male's grasp,"I'd rather be dead." He said defiantly as he grinned. He was just spurring this man on, he felt that if he made him angry enough, then perhaps, his wishes would really be fulfilled.
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Blushing Bunny Vice Captain
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