<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #FF0000"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">A Vampire Masquerade!  </span></span></span></span><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://www.idontdoclubs.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/Eyes-Wide-Shut-Masquerade-Halloween-Party_fi.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/>This was largely for the most part A Vampire Masquerade...for Vampires...and a few of their other friends. The mansion was dimly lit for for light sensitive nocturnal eyes, but also as a curtesy as some of the guests and most of the servants were not vampires. But for the most part it was  tailored for the vampires unique needs. Like flasks of fresh warm blood, and other oddities that would be appreciated by vampires such as the gothic and dark artwork to the black and crimson tapestries. But it was not solely for the vampires, it was party and all sort of there supernaturals were invited that weren't squeamish around blood. The banquet tables where overflowing with rich food and there was no shortage of companionship, erotic entertainment and music. werewolves, demons and not excluding other such creatures. There was human food as well, for all the witches and  or supernaturals who didn't quite enjoy the taste of blood but didn’t mind mingling with the lords of the night.<br/><br/>And of course Masks! It was a Masquerade! Lots of Masks were worn. Masks of all types, stripes, colors and feathers.<br/><br/>Halloween, it is a day of mischief, mystery, monsters. pranksters, parties, dances, and of course masquerades. A holiday for normal folk to be someone else, to fulfill their fantasies, and to briefly forget the mundane. However for others, it was the exception, unlike those who where putting on their costumes, this was the one special day that some took off their masks and came out as themselves.<br/><br/>-  -<br/>There was plenty of entertainment for all! Music lights and dancing! Even a few pleasure slaves doubling as live blood donors barely dressed sat on small round crimson cushioned pedestals next to the horderves and champagne for the wealthy guests to refresh themselves and or sate their carnal appetites in the special private upper rooms if they so chose.... of course some chose to not to, and took advantage of the slaves in public view, as some vampires tended to be less bashful than others...and no good vampire party could be without blood and sensual companionship!<br/><br/>-<br/><br/>On the big stage in front o the dance floor there was erotic dancers moved seductively to the music that was playing, often coming down into the crowd to be escorted away by a few vampires that wanted to do more than just watch.<br/><br/>Eventually as the clock struck midnight! The music and the dancing stopped and everyone turned to watch the main event as the black curtain opened and fog began to roll out the of all out int the stage and the ever popular song by Blutengel -Sing- began to play. And the outline of dark masculine figure stepped into the red light.<br/>-----<br/><div style="text-align: center;"><object height="360" width="640"><param name="movie" value="https://www.youtube.com/v/DqRXahtDX7o"/><param name="wmode" value="transparent"/><embed height="360" src="https://www.youtube.com/v/DqRXahtDX7o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" wmode="transparent"/></object></div><br/><br/><span style="text-decoration: underline"><span style="font-style: italic">lyric for 'Sing' by Blutengel </span></span><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">Love is violent, love is pure<br/>Love is the answer, love is the cure<br/>But love can kill you<br/>If you lose someone<br/>Nothing lasts forever<br/>Love's a loaded gun<br/>(Sing) for all the people that you've lost<br/>For all the friends you used to trust<br/>(Sing) for all the dreams you left behind<br/>(Sing) for all the people that you've lost<br/>For all the friends you used to trust<br/>(Sing) for all the dreams you left behind<br/>The more you love<br/>The more you will suffer from pain<br/>You're afraid of losing it all<br/>Love's a cruel, cruel game<br/>And the devil will smile<br/>When he takes your love away<br/>No reason to fight and no reason to cry</span></span><br/>-----------<br/><br/>At the beginning of the Chorus!<span style="font-style: italic">(Sing)</span><br/><br/>Darrik stepped out onto the stage, his outline barely visible through the swirling fog....appearing to just to be another half dressed erotic dancer.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">(Sing)</span> </span><br/><br/>His massive wings shot outward clearing the fog away!<br/><br/>At first appearance, Darrik looked to be the stereo typical attractive young male blonde angel. Darren however wasn’t anything of sort, his eery glowing supernatural bright blue eyes that at times flickered to a bright phosphorus emerald green that pierced the darkness was the most obvious clue. The second lesser obvious sign was, with some attention to detail was barely visibly pointed ears sticking out of his wild blonde hair..... he was fairy, this of course might not have been apparent yet as he was dressed to look like an angel.<br/><br/>The erotic golden body chain against his masculine chest and toned abdomen glittered in the light chest and swayed with his body, as they were threaded through his provocative nipple rings and naval ring.<br/><br/>His feathers bounced and his golden chains rattled as he sauntered forward grinning.<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">(Sing)  for all the people that you've lost</span></span><br/><br/>Darrik spun gracefully showing making slow weaving gestures up into the air with his toned muscular arms, showing his wrists were bound up in crimson red ribbon wrist bands and matching his red choker that he wore around his neck to cover any vampire bites he was certain to get tonight.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">(Sing) for all the dreams you left behind</span></span><br/><br/>He was a slave, but no one could tell by the way he moved using the long thing chains on his shackled wrists to scourge the air as he danced.<br/><br/>The long chains at his feet didn't even seem to the trip him up at all.... they of course had been extend so that he could move out more freely, but most would have been tripping over themselves, but not him, they only added to his masculine beauty and dramatic sensual erotic dance.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">(Sing) for all the people that you've lost<br/>For all the friends you used to trust</span></span><br/><br/>His glowing blue eyes sparkled in the darkness and flickered back to phosphorus emerald green as seductively sank down to his knees and pointed towards to the crowd of masked vampires that gazed up at him hungrily as he made flowing sensual beckoning gestures for them to come up on to the stage to dine on him.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">(Sing) for all the dreams you left behind</span></span><br/><br/>Darrik sprang forward, his chains rattling on the floor as he moved forward crawling to the edge of the stage like a cat grinning back down as he posed for the vampires letting them have a good look at him now. Nowhe was not angel!  He wasn't really blonde either. The third sign, which could only be seen upon careful examination was the tiniest bits of black hairs at the root of his scalp, which would mean he wasn’t a true blonde… or for that matter not an angel as he was clearly supposed to look like. Of course most of the wealthy patrons would never look that close at a slave, as that was what he was, the the rest likely would only see what they wanted to see… an angel...... with large white plumes that brushed against to his ankles as he walked.<br/><br/>The chain sparkled erotically over the masculine grooves of his abdomen, which ran up his chest and was tethered on two gold nipple rings which could easily be used to, coax, tease and or enforce commands. Darrik impatiently wove a the long, thin, golden, chain through his fingertips. Waiting for the song chorus to restart so that he could continue the dance.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">The more you love<br/>The more you will suffer from pain<br/>You're afraid of losing it all<br/>Love's a cruel, cruel game<br/>And the devil will smile<br/>When he takes your love away<br/>No reason to fight and no reason to cry</span></span><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">(Sing)</span></span><br/><br/>Hearing the chorus begin up again once more. Darrik perked up and letting go of the chain and flicked out his long red tongue revealing the sexy silver stud as he licked his lips...all the piercings had been for punishments, but he flaunted them openly in pure unrepentant defiance.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">(Sing)</span></span><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">(Sing)</span></span><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">(Sing)</span></span><br/><br/>Darrik swayed his head with the rhythm of the drums. He wasn't supposed to do that, but he didn't anyway, just to anger his current owners, whom were hosting the masquerade..... He wasn't supposed the to leave stage either.... but he was feeling especially playful today.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">(Sing)  for all the people that you've lost</span></span><br/><br/>The vampires moved away as the playful fairy leapt down off the stage, still dancing with the music! His owner was going to lose her mind!  He been born as a slave, and over his young life has been raised under many different masters....and so Vampires didn't scare him at all... he thought fangs were hot! .... he had been of course groomed and bought to be a male pleasure slave to entertain and sate the high vampires lustful desires, his magical healing abilities allowed him to recover quickly even after the most vicious feeding frenzies!<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">(Sing) for all the dreams you left behind</span></span><br/><br/>Darrik grinned over at the vampires as he strutted through the center of them, knowing full well he was likely going to dragged off any moment! But thats what he wanted!<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">(Sing) for all the people that you've lost </span></span><br/><br/>One of the female strippers on the fair side of the room gasped in dismay and stared at Darrik as he hopped onto her smaller round stage. Darrik leaned forward kissing her on the lips. The woman's eyes widened she grinned and began slowly and dancing erotically with for him. Darrik grinned wickedly as she spun around the pole with her, teasing her for only a brief moment before he hopped back down from the stripper pole.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">(Sing) for all the dreams you left behind</span></span><br/><br/>His chains rattled as he glided down to the floor and whirled around, leering at the excited vampires!  He wasn't supposed to be doing this, no his handlers didn't want his body getting all marked up with fangs bites! He was supposed to only dance for the one song and leave   go up into the private party on the balcony to entertain the vampire elders! But they were stuffy and boring and now that he was already in trouble, he decided to make it worth his while....using telekinesis he hijacked the DJ's sound system and turned on the next song!<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="text-decoration: underline">Navigator by Blutengel</span></span><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><object height="360" width="640"><param name="movie" value="https://www.youtube.com/v/HebmoIcbIhc"/><param name="wmode" value="transparent"/><embed height="360" src="https://www.youtube.com/v/HebmoIcbIhc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" wmode="transparent"/></object></div><br/><br/><br/>Darrik hated the skimpy outfit which was nothing more than a short revealing black silk boxers that he had been forced to wear for the pleasure the dinner guests. But most of all he really hated having his black feathers bleached white and his long black locks died blonde! This little stunt was this just his way of getting back at his current owner.<br/><br/>Regardless Darrik’s bright emerald eyes were alive and with unbroken spirit. His owner had tried to have him broken, by several trainers but all had failed miserably. The problem was that Darrik knew the game all too well. Slaves that cursed and fought back where the always the first ones to submit from starvation and beatings. Darrik was much more clever as he only obeyed when he had to, but he never once fully submitted and that drove his handlers insane... they would sell him in a heart beat if they could! Which was more than fine for him! He really hated the whole cliche angel routine and he was going flaunt it in their faces and they were sick of it!  At least that was his hope.<br/><br/>Darrik smirked as he moved back through the vampires, he could feel them practically seething through their fangs as he walked over toward the staircase that led up to the balcony that overlooked the whole dancing floor  where the private dinner party was being held! The one were he was late for! The one he was supposed to go straight to after the first song.  The chains jangled on the steps, and he smirked over at his master who was glaring at him as if she wanted to break every bone in his body but couldn't in front of the high ranking vampire Elders and Lords.... of course there had been plenty of attractive male and female blood donors to go around but he was supposed to have been the main center piece and the main dish!  But he was here now and his glowing green eyes glanced around the room to see what vampire would pounce on him first.<br/><br/>The defiant faery grinned playfully as took a champagne glass from off one of the servants trey and took seat on one of the couches..... he wasn't supposed to do that either, as it wasn't considered to be polite proper for donors to consume food in front of vampires but he didn't care. He was in trouble already...... but then perhaps one of the vampires would try to buy him of themselves. He arched an eye brow as he lifted the crystal glass to his lips as his mistress moved forward and glared down at him.<br/><br/>Guinevere's snow white hair was a pulled back into a tight bun held with two glittering diamond studded stakes. Her face was cold seemingly carved out stone devoid of all emotion. To enhance he wintery presence, she wore a sparkling flowing white gown and heavy white fur shawl.<br/><br/>"What do you think you are doing?" she asked coldly.<br/><br/>"Having fun mistress," he purred.<br/><br/>Guinevere's lips tightened and her nostrils flared a little,  "There is someone important who wants to meet you and you have kept her waiting a full five minutes," she informed him impatiently.<br/><br/>Darrik smiled, "Are you trying to sell me already? You have only had me for a month!" he gasped as if he were shocked.<br/><br/>"For your sake, you had better hope so, because after this party is over I am going to slice your backside into ribbons," she whispered into his ear before confiscating the champagne glass.<br/><br/>Darrik slowly rose to his feet, and he grinned, "Sounds like fun, you know I where to find me later," he teased as he playfully brushed past her with his wings and walked across the balcony over toward<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">the mysterious woman  ( Your Character )  </span></span>who had specially requested his company..... who ever she was she had to pretty important in order for the rest of the vampire elders and lords  to keep from grabbing ahold of him.<br/><br/><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://img.yaplog.jp/img/18/pc/r/a/k/rakusui/2/2034.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>((OOC. If you are confused.  His hair was dyed blonde for the Masquerade....And his wings originally were Black and until bleached White.))<br/><br/>(( Hoping for a Powerful Female Vampiress... and not a self loathing one that feels bad or worries about her food's feelings. Should be lots of fun! :D ))  But I would accept something other than a vampire or vampire mix thats equally blood thirsty :)