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Post by razorblade on Apr 26, 2009 11:33:29 GMT -5
well they said she died easy of a broken heart disease as i listened through the cemetery trees;;i seen the sun comin' up at the funeral at dawn It was the way the moon called it's creatures to it, the way bats fly only at night, the way the sun kills more than it heps. It was also the haunting calls of a siren women. But long ago gone. Sirens would call men to their graves, as would many other creatures, but isn't myth based on truth? He was here wasn't he? A vampire, the myth, walking the night, the truth.
Brushing his pale fingers over the crumbling headstone, the old granite decaying into dust under the wear of the world. Living, yet not. The headstone marked an empty grave, as the body was never put into the ground. A rare true smile snaked onto his lips, admiring the details that stood against the test of time. "Edward Charles Guille. May he find the peace he always wanted"
Some find it morbid, but Razor found it almost funny to be standing at his grave, the message stood true the day he watched it get carved into the stone, and the day he watched the funeral process. He hadn't found that peace yet, but witness a part of it, but never missed a chance to try to find it again. A peace of him was here, while that peace might have been large a couple hundred years ago, it small now. So tiny, possibly an inch. But still the haunting calls of the graveyard pulled him back. Away from the sex, away from feeding, away from life. It was all he could do.
Hearing the haunting call of a siren, Razor stepped away from the grave, and placed a single purple rose on the grave and started back towards the entrance, almost in a trance, but still fully aware of the world around him, even if he was more an alien to this world, than he was of the world he "left".
the long broken arm of human law;;now it always seemed such a waste - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Song: One Headlight - Wallflowers Should be doing: Nothing Notes: |
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Post by amara on Apr 26, 2009 16:52:23 GMT -5
Smiled at the one whom intended to leave the grave yard. She was laying on a rather large grave stone. One marked with her name on it. Indeed it was covered threw the ground. She didn't care she hated her previous life granted they left her a whole bunch of money when they found out that she wasn't really dead. She was wearing very little, possibly just a short flared black skirt, that was trimmed lightly at the bottom in a light blue color. As for her shirt. Nothing really. Just a pale blue vest. That was buttoned up to keep her chest contained. She appeared as a whore. She was nothing more the an rather beautiful Tune.
She rolled over so that she was on her side one arm resting her head upon her arm and the other one resting on the side she wasn't on. Her chest, was rather large so it tryed to push out of her shirt. She smiled at him as she pulled one of her legs into a bent motion, her knee high black leather boots shining in the moon light. She wasn't going to speak yet, she knew that he was going to see her. If she spoke she'd lure him even more. So ever so often she emit a soft hum from her vocals and close her beautiful blue eyes and await him to notice her. It was better this way. Since he was hot and, she sniffed the air. Physic. Even better. She liked them types.
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Post by razorblade on Apr 26, 2009 19:21:10 GMT -5
oh, there must be something he's thinking of;;to tear him away when i tell him that i'm falling in love;; why does he say Razor stopped when he got to the entrance of the graveyard, something was holding him back, it didn't seem urgent, but felt so calming and seductive. Letting out a brief sigh, Razor turned back towards the graveyard drawn towards a scantly dressed women, her eyes closed, but her voice swirling around him like an aura would.
Stopping a foot away from her, Razor watched her for a moment, her body something few would get to see anymore, and her eyes had not drawn him in yet., how tune vampires' eyes drew people in. But it did not stop his eyes from wandering her body, his thoughts carefully guarded against others. Razor softly spoke, "We dare not judge a book by it's cover, but do we judge a bird by it's song, siren of the night?"
Razor always thought tune vampires were interesting, unable to turn a person, drain a person, but a strong one is able to draw in any prey, even a physic vampire such as himself. Himself was turned, but that was many years ago, can drain a person of their energy and kill them, but what makes a tune vampire so beautiful, is that they are song-less.
Vampires exploited them for years, using them to draw humans to feed their master, while physics dare not use the blood of a human. Energy is cleaner, and not to mention easier to harvest and feed on. But Tunes Vampires, they need blood, but with much less effort to get. That was what intrigued Razor all those years ago. "My name is already known to you Siren of the Night, what may I do for you?"
hush hush keep it down now voices carry;;hush hush keep it down now voices carry - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Song: Voices Carry - Till Tuesday Should be doing: Nothing. Notes: None. |
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Post by amara on Apr 29, 2009 9:35:37 GMT -5
She looked to him and smiled. She sat up and scoted of her beautiful stone as she walked over to him, circleing him. She would make a noise of pleasure, as she would let her had rub against his side as she did so. She would then stand back in front of him, she placed one hand on his chest the other upon his face as she looked at him. mhm, My song, seemed to have caught you. How powerfull you smell. she smiled at him as she pressed her body close to his. She was trying to have fun with him. Seducing him wasn't worth it right now. He was a leader. She was a leader. Two opposite breeds but in the same position. She smiled at him.
She allowed her hand on his chest to drop lower, slowly sliding down to where his manhood would play. Only wanting to see what his reaction would be to do. Would it be to move her hand before it even placed a finger on that direct area? or would he let her slide and touch him to bring him possible pleasure as she talked to him? She didn't know but she was willing to wait and find out. She listened to him the second time in a way. She nodded gently Yes. Edward. Or shall you be called Razor?. Me however. I am called Arianna. Please. Call me Ari she said to him and giggled her hand still slowly moving down.
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Post by razorblade on Apr 30, 2009 17:47:19 GMT -5
hello there the angel form my nightmare;;the shadow in the background of the morgue the unsuspecting victims of darkness in the valley Razor watched Ari get up and walk aroound him, a cat playing with a mouse before eating it. Her voice was drawing him in more, she was very powerful, must be the leader of the tunes. She must like that...
As her hand circled his body, it gave a strange warmth to his skin. But those eyes, if her voice had not drawn him in as far as it did, her voice would have done the trick. He did have a thing for girls with blue eyes.
Sighing, she stopped circling, and laid a hand on his face. Feeling the second hand slide down his body. Not stiffing his body, Razor grabbed her hand just before her fingertips touched his manhood. "I would prefer if Razor was left for work, Ari" Gently letting go of her wrist, Razor wrapped a hand around her waist, not quite pulling her towards him, but was tight against her back. "What can I do for you Ari, Siren of the Night?"
we can live like jack and sally if we want - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Song: I Miss You - Blink 182 Should be doing: Notes: |
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Post by amara on May 1, 2009 9:31:22 GMT -5
The Song-less against your touch[/font] She looked at him and frowned when he grabbed her fingers before she could touch him. Her pout was cute and you could tell that she was trying to not lure him in like her Ability made. Maybe she's seen him around a lot before and was happy that she could finally run into him. Toying with him was something that she did best but, that was the only way she could get someone close. She looked him in the eyes and smiled gently. You, make a grown girl sad Mr.Razor..However I'll do as you wish.
[/b]She sad to him and placed the other hand that he let go of with the other hand that she slowly moved to his chest one on either side of the ribcage. She blinked slowly and looked down for a second as she listened to his heart beat. She listened to his voice again as he spoke once more to her. She smiled. Be my company for a little? I'm really quite lonely..[/color] she said looking at him as the moonlight caught her blue's and made them sparkle a bit. She moved her self closer to him, granted he didn't pull her closer to him when is arm draped around her wait, she felt different. She liked it. She felt song-less against his touch. Like her song wasn't going to work. She hoped that she didn't lose it when she had spoke to him. She didn't want him to let go of her at least not right now she liked this moment more then any other moment with any other person. She was close enough to him that her chest was slightly touch his, and the rest layed upon her hands that were on his chest. While her lower abdomen was close to his lower ab. Granted she was slightly shorter then him. Actually she was by much. She smiled and looked up at him. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/sup]
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Post by razorblade on May 1, 2009 17:48:36 GMT -5
there's something in your way;;and now someone is gonna pay and if you can't get what you want;;well it's all because of me Razor smiled at her pout, it was quite adorable and seemed to suit her. Listening to complaint of making a grown girl sad. It ate the smile away from his lips, but he did not comment, fearing his words would show what she was truly making him feel. As for the lack of singing, it made Razor pounder as to why she wasn't singing him to do as she pleases. The way she acting, as it had to be no act, had reminded him of someone. It was bits and pieces, no more than a glimpse of someone. But as he thought, more of glimpses appeared. Her nearness was calming, intoxicating almost.
Her chest lightly touching his own, the way she laid her hands on him, it was so tender. More of a carress than a placement of limbs. Her voice was soft when she asked nothing more than company. It was almost a surprise, no sex, no money, and not even any blood. But with the way her hands found his body, as her chest lightly touched his own, it was no surprise at all. "It would be my honor to stay with you. As I am lonely as well.." As his voice drifted off, stark compared to her's, his last comment an after thought almost.
The moon hit her eyes perfecting, casting a sparkle into them that Razor could not predict himself. Pulling his other arm around her, Razor pulled Ari close. While the need of her body touching his, or just because the way she thought about being songless when they touch, brought a sense of protection over him. Resting his cheek against the top of her head, Razor listened quietly to Ari's breathing and the stead drum of her heartbeat. "Please Ari, call me Edward and forget the Mister. Makes me feel old." Cracking a small smile, Edward broke the intimate moment with his dry humor.
now dance, fucker, dance, man, i never had a chance - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Song: You're Gonna Go Far, Kid - Offspring Should be doing: Nothing Notes: Nada |
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Post by amara on May 1, 2009 20:16:17 GMT -5
She smiled, feeling his cheek place against the top of her head. Her alluring voice, could not work. She didn't understand why it just wouldn't work. Her need for blood ceased for a moment in time while she was close to this male. That was telling her to just simply call him 'edward' she could live with that. She could. No doubt. She smiled at him. Then nodded as she brought her hands that were placed on his chest a bit lower. She hoped he wouldn't think she was going to attempt to touch him there, in fact she kept one on his belly. and the other one moved to gently place on his arm. She smiled and spoke 'You' know...I've seen you around before, you, and only you, caught my attention. I've been trying to find you. I don't know why I would want to meet you..Since the past of Physic and Tune..' She said to him she didn't even know if any of that made sense to him. Actually, it did kinda make sense to her. In a good way too. Her voice was broken. Only like a human did she speak. She frowned that someone like him was taking her Pure Nature away. Perhaps it was for good? She'd always said she wanted to win a man without her power.
She breathed in and out slowly. Thinking of her past and how other women hated her. Only because she stole their boyfriends and Husbands. She really wasn't at fault..granted this was a long long time ago. Before she was even turned. When she was ill something came to her. It was a normal bred vampire, that bit her. She was the start of a legend. The only human to be bit by a Vampire able to Sire another. Yet turn into a different breed upon her Sire. She sighed gently as she looked at him. Well the most she could with his head resting on the top of hers. She could hear veins pumping. She cooed to the hear of it and swayed her body so he'd move with her. She tryed to hum a song. A decent song. It sounded terrible to her. She was used to the flow of her Siren like ablity's now she just sounded like she did the day before she was sired. A tear ran down her face. She really had no chance at love did she...
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Post by razorblade on May 2, 2009 0:25:37 GMT -5
if time flew like a dove well god, make it fly faster than i'm falling in love Razor smiled at what she said, how she had been looking for him, and only him. It seemed everytime he turned around, he was looking that beautiful siren of the night with the blue eyes. He had found a few, but felt the same about each and everyone. But Ari, something was strangly different. Something almost human about not herself, but him as well.
Listening to her thoughts, of how she became how she was, and how she dreamed of falling inlove with a man wthout having to use her powers. It all feel into place. Those glimpses, those memories, were of her. The women in his arms, the one that was inable to hum a simple, yet beautiful tune. He's own power seemed to cancel out her's. It was a mystery, but something told him, it was only when they touched.
Hearing a very human voice hum, he joined along. The song was a favourite of his, he used to hum it to a human girl, at the tender age of teenagerhood. It was a song about a bird that had lost it's voice, but was still loved. It seemed fitting. Lifting his head, Razor looked at Ari. "It makes sense, m'love. I have searched for you as well. My little song bird."
Lifting her chin slighty with a single finger, Razor pressed his lips against hers. The kiss was tender and forgiving, all the while filling in the rest of the puzzel. Slowly pulling away from her, Razor felt her emptiness. Being as old as he was, it seemed that memories shifted and changed, but being next to Ari allowed him to remember. As if he was reading her mind, he softly spoke, all the while his forehead resting against hers. "You found it once without your songs, perhaps you ave found it again." A smile tugged at his lips, while his chocolate eyes seemed almost distance, with memories.
this time we're not giving up;;let's make it last forever;;screaming, hallelujah - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Song: Hallelujah - Paramore Should be doing: Sleep. Notes: Really like the plot idea! |
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Post by amara on May 2, 2009 9:50:21 GMT -5
Everrytime i see your face, my heart beats a mile a minuet.. My body can't take it anymore, I don't know what to do anymore
She looked at him and smiled gently, then her eyes widened as he lifted her chin ever so slightly and placed his cold lips upon her medium temp lips. She let her eyes slowly close to this. She paused her mind though. She had to rethink what he just said. Her eyes went wide open. She remembered that phrase, that saying..the way the voice sounded. It made sense to her. For it all to come at her like this she didn't know what to think. To push away from himand get mad for him leaving her..or stay happy in his arms once again. Then she paused again, watching him pull away as though he too was thinking of something about their past. She had to say something before he did. She pulled away from him wishing she hadn't she looked him in the eyes and then to the ground. Why'd you leave me she asked him as she looked back up to him. She had still been sad all her life. In-fact. She chose not to fall in love with anyone untill she knew he was dead or alive. Here, he was the man she'd loved ever so long ago infront of her now.
She listened to him speak again. About she'd once found love long ago without her songs. Then that she had perhaps found it again without her song. She looked up at him kneeling down, by him she placed her head in her hands and cried. As happy and sad collided with those tears. The tears that fell from the tunes eyes. She didn't know what to think anymore. She wanted him, she wanted to love him. She did. She loved him. She hated him so much for disappearing for a long time and never visiting or checking on her. She was distraught without him. Everyone hated her after he'd left they thought she murdered him. She didn't, she knew she didn't she wouldn't have. Not the only one that she loved. She was close to him to where she was leaning against her leg. If she'd known she was going to meet him again she wouldn't have dressed so slut-like. She didn't move from her spot. She didn't want to she'd already felt like a fool. She blinked twice and she was no-longer at his feet. But upon the stone of her grave. She and her family were the wealthy ones that were loners, the ones in a big castle like building on the hill in the middle of the forest. The people others despised.
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Post by razorblade on May 3, 2009 12:35:18 GMT -5
i wish i had a mental heart i could cross the line Razor felt his heart break, her words and thoughts drove a stake through his heart. It was horrible that he was unable to tell her the truth, tell her that he watched her sleep while she was a human, killed the idiot that turned her and watched her from afar, always terrified that she would hate him, as she does now.
Chewing his bottom lip, Razor softly spoke, his voice heavy with sadness and pain. "I couldn't stay m'love because I had lived in that town for many years, never changing. I feel inlove with you, and knew that I wanted to be with you for the rest of entinty. I was not given a choice in leaving. The master of the physics at that time demanded I leave. I stayed with you as long as I could."
Razor joined her on the ground, his blood red tears joining her own. He wanted to take her into his arms and never let her go, but if only she would allow him. Trying to ignore her thoughts, Razor wiped her tears away, trying so hard not to make things worse, but knew his being there was doing that.
Looking up to her face, Razor blinked slowly when she moved to her tombstone. Sighing softly, Razor made his way to his feet. Wiping away his own tears, Razor slowly treaded to the grave. "I would like you to be at my side. But I fear that the family trait will hold strong." Erasing his face of all feeling, Razor stopped a couple feet away from Ari, knowing fully well how she acted when upset and hurt.
i wish i that i was half as good as you think i am - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Song: Metal Heart - Garbage Should be doing: Notes: |
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Post by amara on May 3, 2009 19:30:50 GMT -5
She looked up at him her eyes no longer a soft blue, but a dark blue with one single ring of red closer to her pupils. Her hands rested on either side of her on her grave. i love you, even when you left. I hated you so much but I couldn't stop loving you..all the same. she said as the wind blew her hair gently. And let her hair flow with it. She looked at him she was upset. Not angry but upset. She frowned as her fangs built bigger. Looking at him she crossed her legs and sighed.You how many hated me because they thought I killed you, because they never knew you left..THEY THOUGHT I KILLED YOU! My parents even blamed me of that suspicion. She said looking at him she shook her head and looked back down at the ground. Calming herself. She didn't want to hurt him now that he was back in her life. She didn't want to lose him again.
She got off the stone her eyes still not the same but the red ring gone, she started to walk twords him. She lifted her arms to wrap around his neck and pulled him into a kiss. A kiss that felt to her like the last kiss she gave him before he left her. Strong and passionate. She looked released and looked him in the eyes. I, was young to fall in love. I wanted to be yours and nobody elses. I wanted to bear your children. I wanted to have a life with you. Till death did we part.. She said and rested her head on his chest and kissed it. Her body pressing against his once more. She let her hands slide and cling to the bottom part of his shirt like a little girl and her daddy telling him not to leave.
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Post by razorblade on May 3, 2009 19:53:52 GMT -5
if i spend the night then i'd lose my mind well i hope i never figure out who broke your heart Razor listened to her, knowing she needed to let out what she felt for the last century and a half. Most lovers would have died, while they simple existed. He had left shortly after he found out she was fine and not a bloodsucker like he feared. Watching her eyes chift colour, Razor was fully aware he had hit a tender spot, the dark blue with the red ring, she was close to anger, but it was the hurt that caused it.
Feeling her arms around his body, Razor let his body melt into her's. The kiss she pressed upon his lips reminded him of the night he "left", it full of the passion all other's lacked, and it was over to quick. Placing his arms around her waist, holding her close, scared to lose her again.
Resting his cheek in the top of her head, Razor smiled as her hands grasped his shirt, a little girl begging er father never to leave again. Razor planned on never leaving again, there was no need to. He was master now, he controlled the world of the physics, and he would be willing to give it all up for a lifetime with Ari. "I was too old to fall inlove with you. I was your's and no one elses. If I could have children, they would be with you. I needed a life with you. Until true death comes."
He needed Ari like he neede no other. It was strange to think that after so many years they would have moved on, while neither did. Holding Ari close, Razor hummed the song she was humming earlier, not knowing what to say to his song bird anymore.
and baby if i do - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Song: Living Room - Tegan and Sara Should be doing: Hmk Notes: None |
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Post by amara on May 4, 2009 19:31:09 GMT -5
She smiled at him and dragged him back to her crypt. She sat on the top of it so that her legs were on either side of him. She smiled and hummed back with him before making this second kiss longer. She'd missed him. Then let the prophecy begin, me and you till true death comes to us never part side ever She smiled to him and lifted his shirt a bit so that she could rub his chest. She looked at him and smiled gently. She swayed her feet a little before wrapping them around him to pull him back tword's her a little more. She never wanted to let him go again.
She, lifted his shirt a little and kissed his chest. She smiled As for children..It could still be a possibility. Because for you there is no end to my love. She smiled. She didn't know what else to say with him. She wanted to hold him forever she wanted to be close to him all day. She would fight to keep the others off him. He was going to be hers again.
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Post by razorblade on May 5, 2009 21:12:46 GMT -5
the morning sun when it's in your face really shows your age but that dont worry me none in my eyes you're everything Razor smiled as Ari dragged him back to her grave. His hands rested on her hips, his thumbs rubbing small circle in her skin. Pulled into a second kiss, Razor felt he had found the peace he once looked for, it took many eras, but he found it. When the kiss broke, Razor placed a loose strand of hair behind Ari's ear and smiled at her.
Feeling her fingers creep up his skin soon followed by her kisses, Razor knew the envitable was going to happen. Pulling his skirt off, Razor's white skin was a stark contrast to the night. Not feeling the cool air kissing his skin, Razor skimmed his fingers over the zipper on Ari's vest.
Temptation was a sweet fruit, but once tasted one does not turn their back on it. Slowly unzipping the zipper on Ari's vest, Razor's breathing did not once cange pace, but slowly he came more to life. His finger's brushing her skin so softly, Razor pulled Ari into another kiss. His fangs had slide to their full length, while his tongue brushed against her lip. Begging.
i laughed at all your jokes my love you didn't need to coax;;oh, maagie i couldn't have tried any more - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Song: Maggie May - Rod Stewart Should be doing: Sleep... Notes: Will change title. |
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