(http://img33.imageshack.us/img33/6530/storypost.jpg)<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=46369.msg2486034#msg2486034">Quote from: Risa on 26-11-2009, 01:40:45</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Imogene Campbell,</strong> Bedroom #2 [Imogene Campbell, ?]<br/>...<br/>It didn't matter what the girl looked like, Imogene still wanted to protect her, and so she flung herself out of bed, searching for something she could use to defend herself. The only thing she could really find was a bucket, yet she grabbed it anyway, and held her arm back, ready to throw it at the man's head.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>The door slammed open, and a large and ominous figure entered the room. It advanced on Imogene, full of rage. It was a man, that much Imogene could make out, but he was so tall; easily ten feet or higher, and all of his features seemed to asborb, rather than reflect light. "You're a dirty girl, aren't you! Trying to sully my daughter with your talk of boys. Trying to ruin her innocence by turning her against me." He roared, the sound bestial. "I'm going to show you what happens to women who don't mind their places!"<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>OOC:</strong>I'm going to turn this into a combat, because it sounds fun to let Imogene make a couple rolls. Give me a tiny bit of time to open a new thread!<br/><br/>(http://img33.imageshack.us/img33/6530/storypost.jpg)