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 Posted: Mon Dec 26, 2011 8:34 pm
“You see, a dog growls when it’s angry,
and wags its tail when it’s pleased."  "Nah, it's already done boss.", Salem responds as she reemerges from wherever she had taken the bodies. Anyone paying attention could tell that her smile was forced as she trots back to the others. "Now I growl when I’m pleased, and wag
my tail when I’m angry. Therefore I’m mad!”
-Cheshire Cat
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Posted: Mon Dec 26, 2011 8:40 pm
~Marcus~
Marucs couldn't even force a smile. He narrowed his eyes and sighed. "I shouldn't have bad mouthed the queen. But in other ways I don't regret it...It's days like this that make me regret it..." Marcus muttered.
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 11:34 am
 Cheveyo rolled his eyes slightly at Marcus's comment. I figured that much. Hence why I'm glad mom will never get here. She'd probably get killed by you guys before the Hearts even got to her, since she likes real fur coats and things like that. he said, shrugging slightly and sighing a bit as the girl finally awoke...again. Now if she'd only stay awake ! Are you afraid of blood or something? That must be it since you continue to faint. Good thing Salem took care of the corpses and such already. he said, muttering the last part, just in case the girl got the mental imagine and, well, fainted... again. Cheveyo gave them a curious look when they mentioned bad mouthing the Queen. Out of curiosity, couldn't you guys use some code thing like movements of your tail and ears or something like that instead of actually speaking? That way, you wouldn't be heard, right? he asked curiously, wondering if they had some code thingy which they could use. It'd lead to less corpses on their territory and they could still bad mouth the Queen that way, so why not? It sounded like a good idea to him.
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2011 12:00 pm
 ♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨
𝔞ˡᶤᶜᶤᵃᶰᶰᵃ 𝔪ᵃʳᶤᵉ 𝔟ᵒᵉʳᶰᵉʳ
<𝔬ddly 𝔬perose 𝔠razyness: ... >
"What, do you really think that I can help it? It's not like I'm doing it on purpose!" Alicianna replied crossly to the rather irritating boy. This was exactly why she didn't like modern day. There were no gentlemen anymore, only irritating boys like this, with no manners and no sense of style. A pity, really.
♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2011 1:08 am
“You see, a dog growls when it’s angry,
and wags its tail when it’s pleased." "Calm down.", Salem hisses at Alicianna with mild agitation, all trace of forced cheerfulness gone. She was inspecting herself for any trace of blood since the constant fainting was becoming troublesome. She didn't see any, and she had managed to avoid getting any on her gloves. She stares at a spot on the ground where one of the corpses had been, her tail giving a single agitated twitch before she seems to regain some of the forced cheerfulness. "Boss badmouthed the Queen to her face, so signals wouldn't have been useful. It probably didn't help when other Cheshire joined in..." "Now I growl when I’m pleased, and wag
my tail when I’m angry. Therefore I’m mad!”
-Cheshire Cat
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2011 2:47 pm
Marcus was staring at the ground, his fists clenched in anger. "Shouldn't be like this..." Marcus growled. "Shouldn't have to make Cheshires fight and die for there lives agains a mad Queen..." He said, staring at the ground.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 9:27 pm
organizationXV [Hum ho, waiting on Checkmate Devil] ((( wink I posted back on the 14th of December razz )))
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 9:45 pm
Azrael's grip remained on the whip as he walked over to Elizabeth. He knew she was full of tricks , therefore he didn't want to take a chance. He knelt beside her, knee pushing into the soft moss around her and placed his hand gently on her neck, feeling her heartbeat. “Damn...,” he said with a sigh. He didn't know if he should be happy or angry. Killing her will save him the trouble in escorting her back to the castle... Keeping her a live will only mean a long...very long and painful road ahead of them.
As timed pasted, you would find that Azrael tied Elizabeth to a tree after removing everything from her. Since he didn't trust her clothing, he took the liberty in stripping her down to her underwear. Sitting on a fallen log a few feet away from her, he continued to sharpen his sword. Every once in a while he would stop to listen to a cry for help in the distance. Alice's... what a useless being.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 9:56 pm
  ❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤ Elizabeth finally seemed to have regained consciousness but it was truthfully done so because she had felt very cold all of a sudden. Her eyes cracked open and she could see a blurry figure in the distance doing something. Soon enough her vision cleared and she could see that it was Azrael but before she could even say anything, she saw a bundle of clothes by his feet that very much resembled her own. With one quick glance downward, she saw that they were indeed her cloth. Her face instantly became red from embarrassment and rage.
She struggled against the ropes and yelled out to him, "Hey! What the hell is the meaning of this? Give me back my clothes you damn pervert!" She would hurt him so bad the moment she could be free from these robes. Humiliating her this way certainly pissed her off and she would make him cry like a baby the moment she had the opportunity to do so. ❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤ 
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 10:24 pm
As soon as the silence was broken by Elizabeth, Azrael sighed and continued to sharpen his sword. He glanced over at her, watching her through his silver hair. He remained silent as he shifted to a dagger. He noted right away how nice a body Elizabeth had and if he had married her... than there would have been certainly satisfaction among them. Azrael glanced down at his own clothing, which consist of a loose unbutton white shirt and leather pants and boots, noting how easy it would be to just strip and have his way. As soon as the thought entered his mind, he grimaced and pushed it out. He wasn't desperate enough to take a woman without her permission. Maybe the forest was finally making him... mad. Azrael's eyes snapped back to Elizabeth's as he attended to his things.
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 10:37 pm
❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤ "I-Is he ignoring me?" Elizabeth muttered to herself as she grew even angrier than before. "Hey! I am talking to you! Return my clothes at once you perverted, disgusting man! I won't stop shouting until I am fully clothed do you hear me!" She continued to struggle with the rope, not caring that it was beginning to cut her skin a bit since she was rubbing against it while she struggled to become free. The pain of it didn't even phase her since she was focused on getting out of there and having her clothes back on. This was all so frustrating and humiliating! ❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2012 8:36 pm
Azrael smirked as he listened to her fuss. He didn't need to say anything to piss her off, apparently ignoring her did the job well enough. He picked up her outfit in one hand and held the dagger in another. Out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced over at her with a demonic grin. Oh it was obvious what he was going to do. He had spare clothing for her anyways, but he didn't want her to know that just yet. Within minutes, Azrael had shredded Elizabeth's clothing into small worthless pieces.
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Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2012 9:01 pm
❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤ Elizabeth watched what he did, but the thing that disturbed her the most was the look in his eyes. She frowned and looked at him giving him a totally different reaction then he probably thought. He most likely thought she was going to yell and thrash around some more but instead she grew sad and hurt. "What type of person have you become?" Her voice was soft and filled with the same sadness in her eyes.
She glanced up at him with a much more stern expression all of a sudden as she added, "No, not a person, but a thing. You've become my mothers pet...I feel sorry for you Azrael...and I wish I could help you." She knew that what she was saying would probably piss him off. ❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 11:29 am
Azrael sighed and leaned against a tree. He shifted so that one knee was up while he rested his arm on it. He didn't expect to see Elizabeth look at him that way. She always had a fighting spirit. He knew he was the Queens pet...but he was her favorite pet aside from his father. Azrael was taught to love only her and follow her orders...she was his goddess.
He reached over to grab a small bag he carried with him and pulled out a blanket. Azrael began to whistle as he walked over to Elizabeth. Knealing beside her he grinned, "do us both a favor and stop breathing when you sleep tonight." He spread the blanket over Elizabeth, unaware how gentle he was being with her. He hated her guts... wanted her dead... he thought it was because he honored the Queens desires... little did he know it was all for a different reason.
(Using a phone to reply...sorry it isn't good )
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Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2012 2:52 pm
❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤ The more she spent time in this forest and the more time she spent around him made her personality warp to almost match that of her mothers. He was starting to irritate her and that irritation was building to a completely pissed off mood. She glared up at him, her eyes just like her mothers. Not just the color but the emotion behind it. "I suggest you keep one eye open" that was all she spoke as she looked away from him and sat there trying to calm her anger down. The thing she hated the most was that her anger would grow out of control like her mothers, but the worst part was that her mother knew how to control her anger while Elizabeth could get no control over it. She didn't know what things she would do if she was really pushed over the edge.
Once he was away from her she sighed and looked up at the sky once looking at it as a free woman but now she was looking at it as her mothers prisoner even though her mother was miles away from here. ❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤❧❤
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