Souled! [Underworld]
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				Title: <strong>Souled! [Underworld]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasper</strong> on <strong>17-09-2011, 19:43:10</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Souled! [Underworld]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasper</strong> on <strong>26-09-2011, 18:15:40</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Dresden</span><br><br>The threads of his memory of her had been unraveling for some time now. Her eyes were brown... or were they black? He couldn't remember... It was difficult to lose her the first time and now he was losing her again, his memory of her. Soon he wouldn't even have that much... Out of rage he threw his fist against the wall. <em>That bastard! What had he ever done to deserve such cruel punishment?! All he ever wanted was to claim that beautiful maiden for his own, but he hadn't even been given the chance. That damned ferryman ruined it all for him!</em><br><br>Normally, he didn't think about it, but he had been given dreams of the beautiful maiden and her face was still in his memory from that pleasant dream. But when he woke up, things turned sour as reality set in. Why, he'd take that bitch Mai by the throat and strangle her half to death, so what she was his niece?! The bitch should know better than that.<br><br>Angrily, Dresden began to get ready for his day, mood only lightened by the fact that he was adored in the Underworld. He pulled his black leather gloves on so that he wouldn't accidentally kill any thing, though he couldn't kill any of the deities. "Oh right," he murmured, remembering even if he wanted to strangle Mai to death, he couldn't kill her. "Too bad," he murmured, making his way out of his own chambers to find that no good Grims lurking around, "You haven't seen Mai today, have you? I'd like to give the little terrorist a beating within an inch of her life," he sneered. "Actually, where is she? It's not often I don't see her hanging off your shirttails, what's with that?" he murmured, only now realizing the oddity of Mai not being around Grims. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Souled! [Underworld]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Malixe</strong> on <strong>26-09-2011, 20:35:10</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Grimsolordo</strong></span></div><div align="center">************</div><br><strong>"I dare call it a blessing," </strong><br><br>Grims stood just past the door, watching Death through heavy-lidded eyes. A smile full of sharp teeth split his face, <strong>"And I have not seen her since Helios surfaced this morning. Stick around, though! I have a feeling she won't be long!"</strong> Snickering quietly, the nightmare slid across the floor to take a seat on whatever furniture was at hand, crossing one leg over the other, <strong>"But now I'm so terribly curious, Dresly! What kindof images could she have given you to rouse this murderous intent~?"</strong> The irony of speaking this way to death was not lost on him.<br><br>The Nightmare was much more interested in this than the absence of the Dream girl. Well, knowing precisely the selection of things that aroused Death's displeasure. This wasn't exactly a distinction hidden from the public eye.<br><br>Though he had noticed a certain lack of weight on his shadow. Grimsolordo never succumbed to sleep if he could help it, for it was a waste of time. Wasting time was one thing he'd never stand for. But a universal time for unconsciousness did leave this one with a massive open spot in which to move. But this morning she had yet to find him. He wondered if this was some strange property of Death's home. The dead rarely dream. It seemed to make sense if he thought in extremes about it. However, past experience would render these to be very fragile expectations.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Souled! [Underworld]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sweets</strong> on <strong>26-09-2011, 23:08:12</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Mai</span><br><br>The morning had started late for the dark haired young beauty, she had sent her Uncle what she had hoped was a pleasent dream for him. His tiff with Talt worried her, maybe if he was in a better mood they could get along better. Other then that she had done very little, she had only just got dressed and left her home a few short minutes ago. As always once she left she set out to find Grims, she did wonder if he had noticed she had not been around this morning. Maybe he noticed and was out looking for her, that would have been the best news she could have heard all week.<br><br>She wandered about for a bit until she decided to go see her Uncle, maybe he had seen Grims. Imagine her surprise when she saw Grims there when she had only been coming to see if she could pick up his trail. She moved to his side in an instant standing beside him as he sat. She smiled at one man then turned to the other.<br><br>"Did you sleep well Uncle?" Her voice was soft and sweet as she spoke. Her large eyes locked on Dresden as she smiled at him as she toyed with her hair. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Souled! [Underworld] - Entrance</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>30-09-2011, 05:35:01</strong>
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				Lucinda sat, looking completely bored. Nearby, her most recent "play thing" lay. Well, parts of it laid here and there. Covered in blood, she sat kicking her feet like a child trying to think of something new to do. Most might consider washing their clothing after exploring the inner workings of a hapless soul who fell prey to her charms. <br><br>"Boring....boring.....I need someone to play with." Lucinda turned around on the rock, hanging off of it so her view was upside down. <em>Where is my sister......? Hmmm....</em>, Lucinda thought. <em>Oh! I could go play with the dog again!</em>. An evil grin spread on her face, then she sighed. She was doused in blood. He'd most certainly recognize her as Lucinda instead of her sister. <br><br>Eventually, seeking to have some fun, she decided to go and look for Attivus. Perhaps he could help her cure her boredom.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Souled! [Underworld]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sweets</strong> on <strong>30-09-2011, 23:22:41</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Melinda- Underworld entrance.</span><br><br>"Lucinda, we are supposed to be watching to ferry souls. Do not wander off too far." Came Melinda's soft sweet voice. She had retreated when her sister had been playing with the poor soul who had crossed her path. Brushing some of her hair back out of her eyes Melinda gave a small smile as she moved to her sister's side. Pulling a hankerchief from her sleeve Melinda wiped her sister's "You are a mess." Her tone was that of a mother scolding her daughter for playing in the mud.<br><br>She pushed some of Lucinda's hair back out of her face and finished cleaning her face off soaking the cloth in the end. She simply tossed it to the side when she was done.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Souled! [Underworld]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>30-09-2011, 23:48:21</strong>
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				"I don't wanna.....it's boring!!" Lucinda pouted, trying to duck under her sister's valiant efforts to clean her up. "No! I like the blood! It makes a pretty pattern....see look!!" she dragged her poor sister Melinda over to what little was left of the soul but plenty of blood splatters. "It's like a kaleidoscope!" Lucinda smiled proudly, again trying to bat her sister's hand away but never trying to hurt her.<br><br>In her own way, Lucinda very much loved her sister. And they shared the same face, she couldn't very well mar such physical perfection. "I want to go play.....can't I go play a little? I don't have anyone left to play with or tell me stories for Deimos." She certainly loved story time, the stories were always so much better when the story tellers were screaming for mercy.<br><br>Lucinda made a face once her sister had finished cleaning her off. "Fine. I'll stay here for a little longer...but I'm gonna go play soon or go find Attivus!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Souled! [Underworld]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>01-10-2011, 02:12:09</strong>
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				<strong>Amana-Cerberus (Guard of the Underworld)<br></strong><br>Amana stood watching over the waters with an intensity that might disturb some that noticed her. She was appointed the job of babysitting the most despicable of beings since their aptitude for getting the job done properly didn’t seem capable in her eyes. The last thing she needed was for everything to go to chaos due to one of their mistakes. She shifted her head the slightest bit to look behind her at the twins as anger rolled through her mind. The patience Amana had been displaying the entire time while in the twin's company snapped at hearing her talk of forsaking her duties. She turned her eyes back on Lucinda with disdain before walking over to the girl, about to grab her arm and make her stand in front of the water. “Your master, Deimos, gave you a job. Now sit here and do it without that pathetic whining.” The blood on the girl’s form and the torn body parts didn’t disturb her since she was used to seeing such things in the prison where the souls were kept. In the back of her mind, Amana thought of removing the girl's tongue since that was what she would do to one of the souls in the prison if they made too much noise for her liking. <br><br>She pursed her lips, and whistled low. The sound could only be heard by those with acute hearing. Soon the sound of Jabez running towards them could be heard. Two horns protruded out of the top of his head, curling towards the ends. His black skin was smooth to the touch, and with each leap of his paws one could see the muscles flexing underneath. He stopped in front of Amana, not paying attention to anyone else around her, as his empty eyes gazed at her. Amana turned a cold stare to Melinda before gesturing to where they needed to be in order to perform the ferryman's duties correctly. "I suggest you move your sister over there." She tapped her hand twice against her thigh, and Jabez moved to clean up the mess Lucinda made on the floors, devouring the scraps of bone, flesh, and bone with gusto before returning back to Amana's side. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Souled! [Underworld]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>01-10-2011, 02:32:05</strong>
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				Lucinda whirls around hearing Amana's voice. She hated her, went out of her way to avoid her because she felt like she knew her. She couldn't explain it, but she just knew it. And whatever it was was not good.<br><br>"D-Don't touch me! DON'T TOUCH ME!!!!" Lucinda howled, getting up and running off shrieking. She had gone from being bored to a mental break down at Amana's simple touch, finding a corner somewhere and rocking back and forth, crying horribly.<br><br>"No...don't touch me.....don't touch me.....bad dog....don't touch me...." she said while rocking, her memory blanking out but the fear remaining. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Souled! [Underworld]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SinXAzgard21</strong> on <strong>10-10-2011, 06:31:56</strong>
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				Basilisk's white furred ears twitched with the sound of a sharp whistle and was soon moving towards the water front.&nbsp; It was Amana whistling for her clean up dog, but what was puzzling is who killed what this time.&nbsp; &nbsp;His bare feet carried him swiftly between the trees, his sleek form allowing him to move gracefully through the thick growth of the forest and the debris of the beach.&nbsp; He smiled as he sniffed the air,<br><br>"More than one.....&nbsp; The twins and Amana."&nbsp; He said and stopped for a brief second to pick up a handful of mud.&nbsp; "No tricking me today, Lu." He chuckled out as he once more began his run to the beach. <br><br>He could see them clear as day and howled out to signal his arrival.&nbsp; His eyes locked on Melinda, he picked up speed just to be at her side and forgetting about the mud ball in his hand.&nbsp; Basilisk walked by Amana and Lucinda with out so much as a nod, a fanged smile on his face as he waved to the more subtle twin with the mud ball, which now became a spray that coated his hair and face.&nbsp; <br><br>"Damn, that was for Lu."&nbsp; He said giving her a small frown.&nbsp; Basilisk smiled and clapped his hands together, "But now I can paint her and tell the difference."&nbsp; He began walking towards the more hostile twin with a very big grin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Souled! [Underworld]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>10-10-2011, 06:35:35</strong>
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				Lucinda was rocking back and forth, still staring blankly ahead, her eyes vacant and full of tears. Something had upset her beyond words, and she would not come out of it. <br><br>She simply sat there, crying as her mind was embroiled in a bitter battle to black out what it was also struggling to remember.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Souled! [Underworld]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sweets</strong> on <strong>14-10-2011, 05:29:54</strong>
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				Melinda<br><br>"Lucinda, Lucinda sweety please calm down." Melinda cooed softly as she wrapped her arms around her sister. She held her close running her fingers through her sisters hair. She kissed the more sinister twins hair whispering kind words to her.<br><br>Seeing Baskilisk and hearing his howl Melinda could only offer a smile without leaving her sisters side.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Souled! [Underworld]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkRose15</strong> on <strong>14-10-2011, 05:40:54</strong>
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				<strong>Lucinda</strong><br><br>As soon as she felt her sister's arms about her she began to start to calm down, but still she snuggled against her. "Keep that bitch away from me...." Lucinda hissed, nodding towards where Amana stood.<br><br>"And keep your mutt away too." she said, glaring directly at Basilisk as he sought to mark her face with that mudball. She sneered as he dropped it.<br><br>"Tell them to leave me alone or&nbsp; I'll play hopscotch with their entrails." Lucinda said, turning her face and burying it in Melinda's shoulder.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Souled! [Underworld]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flower</strong> on <strong>14-10-2011, 18:43:00</strong>
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				<strong>Amana- Underworld Entrance </strong><br><br><br>Her distaste for the girl, Lucinda, grew as she reacted in hysterics to her words. Her hands clenched into a tight fist as she fought the desire to give the little irresponsible scab something to really scream about like the souls beneath the ground. It didn’t seem like a bad idea to her; if anything annoyed Amana in the prison, she simply did something about it, and right now it was really tempting to cut out the girl’s tongue. The only thing that prevented her from doing it was her leeriness of Deimos. If it wasn’t for his power over her, Amana would have done something about Lucinda a long time ago. For now she practiced patience since evil souls eventually found themselves looking up at her for some type of mercy. Deimos often used people for his own benefit but eventually when her usefulness ran out he would toss her used body to Amana. <br><br>She turned away from the cowering girl with disgust as her hound, Jabez, continued to stare at the girl with interest. “I suggest you shut her up,” Amana told Melinda. “He’s attracted to weakness.” Slowly, she walked back over to the water’s edge, but a howl caused her to look up. <em>Great</em>, she thought, <em>another imbecile</em>. Basilisk’s face was covered in mud but he didn’t even notice due to his concentration on a goal. The chatty twin, Melinda. If it were any other place, Amana wouldn’t have cared if he painted the girl’s face or not, but they were on a job. “Please, save your games for later. You’re all useless. It’s a simple task so just get it done until the Ferryman returns.”&nbsp; <br><br>The twitching of her ears was the only reaction to the threat from Lucinda. Amana gave them her back as annoyance came over her features. The day Lucida ever attacked her rather than using her pathetic words against her, she intended to show her exactly why the souls feared her presence until then Amana didn't intend to become offended. That didn't mean her hounds would exhibit the same restraint, Jabez growled at Lucinda threateningly while taking a step towards the girl. A low whistle stopped him as a long tongue fell out of his mouth, and he returned back to his Mistress' side. 
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