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 Posted: Wed Mar 03, 2010 3:36 pm
σηε ωαү σя αησтнεя
a horror role play
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Everyone ends up in the House of Vastre one way or another. A certain danger puts them in need of our home's security. Or perhaps they have just found us upon wandering. However, wether or not you stay is up to you, if you stay alive durring your stay.... well thats not only up to you. Upon arival you may have noticed the wide variety of Accommodations and various supplies we carry. Some to keep others at bay and some to draw them in.
But like all others before you, you will stumble across us at some point.
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Posted: Thu Mar 04, 2010 7:58 pm
~Open and Still Acepting~
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Posted: Fri Mar 05, 2010 3:10 pm
Eleazer
Demon
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I wandered the empty road of Faen, England. They were older than anything I had ever seen. Dating back to when... coblestone roads were thought to be most flattering for the 'richest'. I smiled at the silent falling of my feet. No one could ever hear me as I raced about with speed unimaginable to humans.
The houses began to run together as I propelled faster and farther. I hoped to reach a new town my the break of first dawn.
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Posted: Fri Mar 05, 2010 4:12 pm
Khaine had lost track of how long he had been running now. Had it been days, months, perhaps even years? All to escape that one being and their hoard of minions that wanted him for what ever reason. Could it have been because of his father, the god of murder? That was the only reason that Khaine could come up with for the relentless pursuit by those beings. Khaine did not even know of his father until recently, it was all new to him, gods did not exist in his mind until faced with the cold hard truth that he was the offspring of one of them. 'Gods... what good have they done to the common man other than cause pain, suffering.' That thought echoed in his mind as he ran fast and faster, trying to put as much distance between himself and those that wished him for their own deeds. What good would he do to them anyway, he was nothing more than a Demi god. Only holding a fraction of the power his father held. Maybe that was enough to serve their purpose or perhaps they just wanted him removed so he would not interfere with their plans. What ever the reason Khaine needed a place to hide and soon.
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Posted: Fri Mar 05, 2010 5:25 pm
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E is •.¸¸.•´¯`•..•´¯`•.¸¸.• Ti Vana SuMi Time•.¸¸.•´¯`•..•´¯`•.¸¸.•
•.¸¸.•´´¯`•☆God of Time☆ •.¸¸.•´´¯`• As everything else moved on, or so it seemed to the normal eye that was not infintley blessed with long age. Center of a street stood a women of no higher age then what her appereance fed off. Her pink hair cascading off her head and down her back into a waterfall of blonde. Her blue eyes stared peircingly into everything, observing as objects flew past her without the slightest flinch and nobody saw her indeed. For infact, everything was standing still where she graced the ground, stoping all time that flowed around her, effecting nothing and everything. Thin hands went up to the elbow that was almost as thing, rubbing it, though it was not sore. It was a habbit that had made itself present in her dailr routine oh so many years ago, when she was actually much younger. Her pale skin reflected the still rays of light that echoed through the silence that played in her still world. Lips quivered, thrusting forward as a sharp sigh released from its imprisenment behind those closed lips. She blinked and everything resumed its natural time, nothing being affected by the short ammount of time she had held it daintly in her palm. Her foot moved her to the sidewalk, narrowly missing a car that blared its angry horn at her frail figure, but she paid it no heed. She was unitrested in the present since of foolish mortals, only their pasts that revield how things became the way they where. Blue eyes faded to silver as the girl stepped into a different time and worl alltogether. A huge metal clock pottroded from an blank white room, stareing at her, voicing the time with each echoing click. CHains flung themselves at her, latching onto her wrists and pulling her up to where there was a perch for her to sit. People who thought it might be nice to control the flux of time where fools. Time makes you its slave, and when its down with you, flings your dusty body to wither away in the ever moveing life. She claimed to be a god, but time could not be controlled so easily. She sat on the perch, curling her legs so the folded under her neatily. The clothes that made her silvery skin pop, faded and crumpled to the floor as layers of silk flooded over her body, draping her every inch in the garment. Gray eyes stared out into nothingness as the chains settled into the mold of the clock and the loud ticking countinued. A small screen popped up, revealing a picture that moved. It was a picture of a couple in the snow. It was the same girl with pink cascading hair, laughing and clinging to the side of a tall man who held the apperance of grace itself.. Tears formed at the corner of the god's eyes as she watched her past and her only lover. She wiped away the liguid that had once been forigen to her and the chains rattled in protest. "Soon, I too will need a replacment...." Ti Vana's words echoed off the walls of the empty world, resounding back to her ears as she silently wept. L
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 3:21 am
DEATH - God/dess of Death
I am a distant myth to the young, a welcomed friend to the old and a fear hidden in the mind of all others. Though they can never be certain when I shall come, but that I shall come for death comes to all, as in time all things come to meet their end. Of course, whatever that may be only they can truly know but the past is the past and not even I can turn that back. To me nothing is immortal...
"A house?"she whispered breathlessly and wandered over for a closer look...
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 7:08 am
Verona
Vampire
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I stared blankly at the stars and wished for company once more. My few visitors seldom came out and when they did, most thought fun to insult.
Only one remained now, they all come and they depart after time. Huh. I knew the feeling well, someone had frozen and unfrozen time. It only now jostles me, only when they are in need of my assistance. In need of the house.
I smiled at what stared openly in the thin handful of trees. She was only visable enough to see her firey eyes and blod features. The rest seemed mysterious, though I'm sure my home looked about the same.
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Posted: Sat Mar 06, 2010 8:58 pm
DEATH - God/dess of Death
Yes, there is something about this place that is all too familiar; almost as if it still clings dearly to the dismal stench of stale grief. I am going to like it here!
It was then that she noticed a figure smiling at her, this figure, like the house, was strangely familiar...
I probably shouldn’t show her myself, humans do not take kindly to the shock and she’s probably already been through too much... And yet I find myself asking, is she really human? I have not seen an immortal in... centuries, perhaps I should introduce myself?
"Hello, I am DEATH, it's a pleasure to meet you." she could feel the veils falling away, revealing her true self to the other figure whom she believed to be an immortal.
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 10:33 am
Verona
Vampire
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I sighed lightly and waved a frail hand. Even looking 40 my body was fraied from give or take 600 years. The girl, approached me and peered in and around the house. She let her mind wander in awe I was sure. The home fascinates anyone that comes near it. No words could ever describe the way the home appeared on the outside. The inside was bare, the walls were planks of wood painted with colors to match the outside decor. Blues, greens and sand grass colored planks were randomly placed about the walls giving the place a honeymoonish look to it. I prefered darker colors soon after the home was mine we repainted. Now darkened wood stains were on the planks, mostly cherry wood covered the home now...
The rooms were specialy made for the person living there. Each window however was one way glass, highly for myself. I couldn't stand the sun shining in every few hours. You had to understand the hours felt like fractions of the time after 600 years.
"Bonjour, je suis Verona." I spoke French my accent heavy, hoping she understood. I knew she was speaking English but enjoyed my way with words. I started again in a different tone. Dutch this time. "Hallo ik ben Verona." Judging on the look her face wore she understood I had said. "Hello, I'm Verona."
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 3:38 pm
DEATH - God/dess of Death
I am glad I hadn't scared her off, it is rare not to, but perhaps it is because I speak English? But nevermind now. Yes, the closer you get the more wonders the house has to reveal...
Suddenly I relise she's speaking to me, at first in French and then Dutch but it didn't matter for DEATH is universal. Ah, yes, the name, her name, how could I forget a name like that! What has it been, surely not a thousand years yet?
She tries again, this time speaking in French, "Bonjour encore, vous ne me rappèlerez pas mais je vous rappèle. Le c'est agréable à moi vous encore pour je suis la MORT." Hoping that it would be understood that she was saying, "Hello again, you won't remember me but I remember you. It is a pleasure to meet again, for I am DEATH."
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 7:16 pm
Verona
Vampire
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I laughed a high sound and nodded. Trying to recall the French I knew. "Ah mais bien sûr je me souviens de vous. Prenant mon seul amour m'a laissé des cicatrices de votre présence hante toujours.
Mais oui, bonjour à nouveau, j'espère que vous n'êtes pas son pour les entreprises mais pour le plaisir simple. Peut-être le temps est vraiment guéri mon cœur, perheap je peux me référer à vous comme un ami plutôt que d'une connaissance."
Of course she under stood. Death knew all. My words translated into English and played over and over again... "Oh but of course I remember you. Taking my only love left me with scars of your ever haunting presence.
But yes, hello again, I hope you aren't her for business but for simple pleasure." I was shocked with my own words. They had a sudden strengh I was unused to. "Perhaps time truely has healed my heart, perheap I can refer to you as a friend rather than an aquaintance." I smiled and awaited her responce, knowing it would take lesss time then I had taken, French was as easy as breathing for her.....
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 10:27 pm
DEATH - God/dess of Death
A small smile graced her features as she said, “Je suis désolé. Où que je vais un ou beaucoup ne verront jamais la lumière de jour encore... bien que le ce n'est pas pour moi décider que, seulement savoir qu'ils doivent quand ils doivent! Quant à maintenant quiconque ils sont, ce n'être pas calme le temps pour eux partir ce monde.” Hoping that it would be understood that she was saying, “I am sorry. Wherever I go one or many will never see the light of day again... though it is not for me to decide whom, only to know that they must when they must! As for now whoever they are, it is not quiet time for them to depart this world.”
As it is, it would be good to be able make a friend in a place she could almost call home...
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 8:36 am
Verona
Vampire
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I laughed and beconed her into me home. I began to rack my brain for the seldom French I knew. "Venez, vous mai séjour, si vous vous conduisez, c'est si vous pouvez.
J'ai rarement pièces remplies, seulement mes propres reste en usage. Vous mai conseil si vous le souhaitez, je n'ai pas de taxe. Cependant, je dois demander à nouveau pour vous de ne pas ... bien des affaires." Again my mind worked hard to check that I had said, "Come, you may stay if you behave, that is if you can.
I have seldom rooms filled, only my own remains in use. You may board if you wish, I have no fee. However I must ask again for you to refrain from... well buisness."
I led her into the home and to a room I asumed to be suitable. She was hesitant yet allowed me to tour the home. The room was dark and had a small couch across the back wall, the wall to the left of the couch was covered with book shelves, hundreds of books were there, some frail adn small others the size of the bible. But of course no Bible was in sight. If your damned to hell why envy those who aren't?
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 9:02 am
  The House Pictures 1-2
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 2:31 pm
DEATH - God/dess of Death
She was lead into a room and it was dark but endowed with enough books and creature conforts that any soul would be gladest to spent their life there, if they were living.
Yes, I shall like it here...
It was then that she said, "Les questions? Hélas que je peux n'est pas empêché bientôt tout seul que vous, pour le ceci est un acte involontaire dont je n'a pas de choix mais exécuter. Bien que vous êtes dans la chance, pour le ceci sera un jour avant qu'un autre meurt... Je peux cependant promets de vous informer avant que je prends un autre au mot au-delà dans et de votre maison?"
Hoping that it would be understood that she had said, "Business? Alas what I do can no soon be prevented by myself than you, for it is an involuntary act of which I have no choice but to perform. Though you are in luck, for it shall be sometime before another dies... I can however promise to inform you before I take another to the word beyond within and out of your house?"
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