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 Posted: Fri May 25, 2012 10:57 am
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 11:48 am
Shadows flickered and danced all across the mahogany walls, moving in perfect rhythm to the small portions of light provided by the dimly lit candles so carefully placed in every corner of the room. The floor could not possibly be seen, mostly due to the intense green fog that was boiling over from within the big black kettle placed exactly in the center of the room. As the mysterious contents of said kettle churned and writhed about within the thick mixture. Marise, dressed in almost peasant like garnments lest she get her better clothes dirty, continued to stir her concoction for several minutes more, an eager and hungry look in her emerald green eyes as the fog soon changed to a bright lilac in hue. She pulled out her wooden spoon to taste the sickening looking ooze. The blonde witch squeeled in delight upon discovering what the ugly slop tasted like. "Dinner's ready!" she squeeled in delight to herself, scurrying off to a further corner in the room to grab herself a bowl. Marise never ate anything that she didn't cook herself these days, even if her food looked utterly hideous most of the time. The reason? She didn't trust anyone else not to tamper with it, of course.
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 12:20 pm
In the master bedroom upstairs, a coffin lay in the middle of the room at the foot of a canopied bed supposedly belonging to a lady of sorts. The sides of it were tapered and black. The top of the lid was lined with ivory and the top had an elaborate equal-sided silver cross on the top middle. The room was quiet but within that coffin, something began to stir. Something potentially murderous and narcissistic. Maybe just a little psychopathic and sadistic as well. Long, slender fingers crept up along the lid from within the coffin and it slowly pushed the lid away to allow its master to arise. A white-haired male sat up inside the coffin, holding his head and panting a little, showing razor sharp fangs as though quite displeased by a nightmare. "I swear that woman's blood does not even taste like blood anymore after drinking those... hideous concoctions", he muttered to himself, swearing every now and again. He finally arose, returning the lid of his coffin in place with his mind as he walked towards the door that opened for him. It was time to ask now what kind of thing she had been drinking recently.
((OOC: I was thinking more Dracula than Rice or Meyer kind of vampire today, btw~ =w= ))
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Posted: Sun May 27, 2012 12:45 pm
{Niiice! emotion_awesome Gotta love the classics.}
Marise soon sat herself upon a chair near one of the still burning candles. For mealtime, she enjoyed sitting in one of the corners of the room and just watching the colorful smog flow to and fro. It looked ddifferent with every meal, both in regards to its color and the way the strange gaseous substance would writher about and cling to the feet and lower legs of those who entered the room. Those who weren't used to it might find it unnerving. The more cowardly might think a monster hid within the fog, just waiting for its chance to pull you in and eat you. Marise certainly did nothing to discourage such rumours, as this normally made peasants think twise about interrupting her when she was eating over trivial matters. Considering the time, though, the young witch certainly expected some sort of interruption. Either an angry white-haired male in search of his drink or a servant of the former in case he was busy or momentarilly away. In the case of the latter, she would enjoy messing with their heads in any way she could. For the former, well, we'll just have to see now won't we?
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 9:35 am
Vez struggled to enter the room Marise was in, clawing down on the frame of the door as his eyes met with hers. "What.have.you.been.EATING?", he started, hissing and showing his sharp fangs. "Your blood no longer even tastes like blood, woman!" He put a hand to his face and continued going on a semi-violent rant. "Actually, no. You taste like crap!" He looked like he was either going to collapse anytime soon or go into an angry outburst to fight the air or the smoke wafting in it. It looked a little vague but it certainly did not mean anything good.
((OOC: Lulz~ Johnny Depp's Dark Shadows disappointed me as a movie but sure did restore my fate in old school vamps~ =w= ))
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Posted: Mon May 28, 2012 1:55 pm
{Same. If the pacing and placing of plot twists was improved, it would be among my favorites.}
Marise simply let him rant, putting on a puppy eye face until the very moment she had a chance to butt in and give her two-cents worth. "I never made the gruel to taste good. I made it to boost my immune system." More specifically, her resistance against poisoning and disease. You know, just in case someone somehow miraculously succeeded in poisoning her anyway. She was still working on one mixture that would also hinder any attempts at mind control, but had not perfected it just yet. She knew full well that Vez could not afford to poison her in his position, but others could. They both had more enemies than either could count, of that she was certain. "If you can tell me a way to flavor it better without sacrificing the magical qualities or my personal health, by all means, let me know. Until then, you'll have to make due."
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Posted: Tue May 29, 2012 4:22 am
"Blood! Just throw in some human blood. The sweetest of liquids", Vezmud said with elaborate hand movements as though he was making a speech but for nobles like him, it was mostly to show off the large gems on his golden rings."Bah! What a wretched stench! You filthy hag! I ought to smite you if I had no more use of your services." He looked at his feet and noticed the fog clinging onto his lower garments and that further infuriated him as his iridescent purple eyes glared at the fog and as though the non-living gas were afraid, it disbursed from all around Vez's feet.
((OOC: Tru dat. The intro was pretty good but it got cheesier and cheesier towards the end =.= ))
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Posted: Tue May 29, 2012 5:05 am
{I still can't get over the lack of foreshadowing when it comes to the hippy teenager being a werewolf. It just felt tacked on. >.< Just in my oppinion, though.}
Marise raised an eyebrow at the absurdity of Vez's demand. Instead of commenting further on it, she instead decided to change the topic and tease him a little. "Filthy hag? Cute, but I've heard worse." Afterwards the witch let out a playful giggle. "As for the smiting, I dare you to try. See how fast you get turned into a toad. Knowing how you look and act now, though, I don't see how you'd be any different."
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Posted: Tue May 29, 2012 5:13 am
"I doubt you can transform a vampire of such years and power as myself. It won't be the last you'll hear of me if you dare try, but the last you hear of yourself!", he said with a sort of proud and narcissistic charm as he crossed his arms, as though to dare the witch to even try doing such a thing.
((OOC: Yuuuush. And the boy's mom being a banshee made the ending so... Whu-? Like Gandalf saving the peeps in the Two Towers movie =.= It was sooo... Where did that come from? ))
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Posted: Tue May 29, 2012 12:42 pm
{Definately. I almost think I would have preffered it if the boy were simply crazy.}
"Don't tempt me, sweetheart." Marise replied in an almost joking manner, grinning broadly at the male standing before her. "Now, did you come in here for a reason? Or did you just want to whine and make empty threats?" This mockery was followed by yet another giggle fit.
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2012 6:26 am
"Tsk!" Vez began to turn away. "Nothing. I'm going out to find a new meal for the night. You better not think of taking the virgins in the dungeons below and think of using them for your nasty experiments" He scoffed. He did have plentiful to 'eat' indoors but a new 'meal' was always more exciting. He used to keep his 'meals' above ground before but things changed when Marise came along since he noticed that some of his favorites began disappearing.
((OOC: Tru dat. But Johnny Depp's speech. Pure gold if they focused a LOT more on him >w< ))
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 12:24 am
{Yeah. XD I would've been rather happy as well if they had found a less contrived way of having Victoria become a vampire. I mean, we all saw it coming, but all I could see by the end was cheeze and sappy family dialogue. *is totes wierd, I know*}
"Not for the kind you're thinking of, perhaps." Marise replied teasingly, an eyebrow slightly raised as she began to smirk at the vampire. She then finished off what little was left of her bowl and began to go about with tidying things up, even filling up a few empty jars with the remaining gruel and placing them upon a shelf for another day. It didn't look it, but she kept her jars of unusual substances well organized, each carefully placed according to their function and lethality. To an untrained eye, however, it would look like nothing more than unorganized slop.
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 3:31 am
In a couple of hours, like always, Vez had brought home a new meal, who, unaware of his true race has fallen victim yet again to his (according to him), irresistible charm. This time, it looked like a merchant's daughter with rosy cheeks and dark red hair. Right as the front door closed, he had his fill and the young lady fainted in Vezmud's arms, not even aware of what had happened.
((OOC: Let's just say there were soooo many things wrong with that movie. And cheesy! Not to mention generic :/ ))
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 3:44 am
{Yeah. Still, despite all its flaws, the movie was still very entertaining and fun to watch. Even though I can't say the writing is perfect, I certainly don't regret watching it. I might even watch it again some day.}
Marise, meanwhile, had been keeping herself busy studying various poisons and how to make antidotes for them. Once that inevitably got boring, she moved on to search for terrible and unpleasant hexes she could try. Just turning some idiot into a toad was uncreative and boring. She wanted to find something sickening, vile, and prefferably obscure. As one can imagine, her spellbooks held no such thing. She would need to get a couple new ones, it seemed.
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Posted: Thu May 31, 2012 4:15 am
Vez carried the new meal down to the former dungeons although now, you could say it's pretty much more pimped out and lavish compared to before. The girls were all dressed in lovely dresses of different colors, some servants were there tending to the meals and much decoration had been done to make the place seem lively although there was still a gothic touch to things. After leaving the girl to be attended to by the servants, Vez headed up the stairs, just wondering if his 'wife' was scheming anything against his wishes.
((OOC: Oh well~ I just watched for JD anyway. I watch all his movies, regardless of the reviews =w= He did a great job as always. The material was just plain urk... ))
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