You get what you deserve... (Areana & Damatos)
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				Title: <strong>You get what you deserve... (Areana &amp; Damatos)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Damatos</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 05:09:10</strong>
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				Once he was a blind man never able to see the light but now he sees all the sin. Especially the sin in her, he knew she was sinful by the way she dressed with her short skirts, so short in fact one could almost see her underwear when she would bend now. She would even show of her well woven chest around town, she was sin incarnate. But he knew why she was sent to his fellow foster home, so he may cleanse her dirty body and soul.<br><br>She was so sinful that his own body and mind would betray him, making him lustfully throb for her but everytime he would punish himself for those evil and derogatory thoughts. <br><br>It was Sunday and would you believe that she was playing the 'metal' that evil devil music? Did she not know that he was trying to pray to the almighty Lord?<br>In his own stride he stood up from his kneeling position and took a deep breath and meditated on what he should do to cleanse her evil body and mind.<br><br>He was a handsome man, strong and virile, his dream was to become a pastor and preach the word of the Lord. But for him to preach he would have to save her first.
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				Post by: <strong>areana</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 05:40:53</strong>
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				He would have a rather hard time trying to save her as she listened to no one and lived life as she pleased. She knows why she was sent to his home, but she planned on showing them the time of their lives; she planned on showing them not everyone can become a mindless, ignorant follower.<br><br>She listens to her favorite music, blasted, in her room, knowing it annoys and frustrates the others, a reason she chooses to play it so loudly. She loves her individuality, the uniqueness that they don't see very often, mainly because they shut out anything that isn't "filled with the light."<br><br>As she lies on her bed, legs crossed, black and white skirt covering what should be covered, and black and red corset accentuating her chest, she thinks of the man who constantly looks at her with wondering eyes, judging eyes. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: You get what you deserve... (Areana &amp; Damatos)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Damatos</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 06:03:36</strong>
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				<em>Maybe I'm being too rash, maybe if I show her my friendly side maybe THE LORD will bring light into her soul.</em> He thought as a smile came to his face, a hopeful and faith filled smile. Little did her know that he was wrong. very much wrong about his neighboring resident evil.<br><br>He left his room and was a bit shock by the profanity that she displayed on her door. But he still walked to her door with an open mind. He knocked on the door gently and patiently. He was willing to help her if she heard what he had to say but he had a short patience supply. But still as faithful as ever.
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				Title: <strong>Re: You get what you deserve... (Areana &amp; Damatos)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>areana</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 06:09:42</strong>
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				Thinking she heard something at the door, she pauses the music and listens, hearing a light knock. She rolls her eyes turns the music back on, but turns the volume down some as she stands up.<br><br>She walks to the door her light brown wavy hair flowing down around her corset. She pulls the skirt down a little to where she's showing some stomach and smirks to herself. Opening the door, she sees the man she was just thinking of. She gives him a look of question, decides to be somewhat nice and says, "Would you like me to turn the music up more so you can enjoy it as well? I'll even invite you in and we can speak about whatever the hell you came knocking on my door for." She gives him a small smirk.
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				Title: <strong>Re: You get what you deserve... (Areana &amp; Damatos)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Damatos</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 06:21:34</strong>
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				He found her way of being so irrational and utterly ugly. He fought his boastfulness for her by staring right at her face as she opened the door. He bit his inner lower lip some as almost as he saw what she was wearing. <em>HOW DARE SHE?! Wearing that slutty witch like attire and in the house of our savior and lord!</em> He took a large deep breath before he we're to speak.<br><br>"Sure, that would be peachy if I could come in, my sister in God." He spoke always so lightly always praising God with each word he would utter. He stepped in and quickly looked around a face of disapproval was played on his face. But then he tried to grow more pleasant. He turned to her and smiled, it was noticeably forced. "Have you found God yet, sister?" He said in a ever cheerful tone. awaiting her repulsive response.
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				Post by: <strong>areana</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 06:26:45</strong>
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				She watches him as he surveys her room, with obvious disgust. She smirks and tries not to laugh when he turns to her with that forced smile.<br><br>"Let's not call me 'sister in God'. Thanks. Oh I believe that answers your question as well. And you know, I just don't need you forcing all this utter bull on me. I'm not a religious person. Shouldn't you respect that? I see the look in your eyes with the way I am, all the time judging me, aren't you not supposed to judge? Isn't that only for your so-called GOD?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: You get what you deserve... (Areana &amp; Damatos)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Damatos</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 06:38:37</strong>
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				He took a deep and forceful breath as he remembered why and not so long ago did he love sending people to the trauma ward with his pantented beatings. "You know what? You are right and I'm sorry." He said bitterly. "But if you could only try and pray maybe faith will come to you, Sister." He said as he handed her a small pamphlet titled: "Finding God in Ungodly Places: The guide to today's Christian youth." <br><br>He smiled at her trying to be nice. "I believe all you want is someone to help you. We'll here I am to help you, Sister." He was just so condescending what a horrible being. Surely his intentions were good but still. He was the devil in disguised.
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				Title: <strong>Re: You get what you deserve... (Areana &amp; Damatos)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>areana</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 06:46:19</strong>
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				She laughs as she tears the pamphlet in half and tosses it, the pieces scattering in the room.<br><br>"I need nor do I want anyone's help. I'm quite capable of taking care of myself thank you." She looks him up and down, can't help but notice how handsome he is. <em>If only he weren't such a holy roller, he'd definitely be fuck material. Oh, hell, what am I thinking?!</em> She innerly chastises herself as she looks at him with her bright blue eyes. "Are you done now?"
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				Post by: <strong>Damatos</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 06:57:26</strong>
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				The serene look his face was comonly know to sport left his face. This look was one of his olden days the look of a true saddist and abuser of the weak. He took a deep breath on the brink of just breaking her spirit and just subjugating her under his law. But he took it all in stride once again and with a deep smile he said.<br><br>"It's OK , Sister. God forgives you. You are his child and are not perfect but I can teach you to become perfect under my guidance and all will be well. When you die for you will take his place at his side." Inside a conflict was bruin deep within his mind as he tried to preach the word of the king of kings.
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				Title: <strong>Re: You get what you deserve... (Areana &amp; Damatos)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>areana</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 07:08:12</strong>
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				She laughs in his face once again. "<em>No one</em> is perfect. That's the beauty of the world. Everyone is different. Everyone has their own thoughts and beliefs."<br><br>She smirks. "I believe I swayed you there for a second, I saw that look. It's hard for you to control yourself around me."
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				Post by: <strong>Damatos</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 07:21:59</strong>
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				"Yes, you have swayed me into action. I hope the Lord forgives what I'm about to do to you." The accent in his voice changed into an odd tone. He slowly removed his glasses off before doing any thing. "I ask again, please seek salvation." He said as he placed his glasses on his shirts front pocket, his eyes looked her over once. <br><br>He stood there in front of her until he took a step closer, taking in a smudge of her female scent. His eyes and even is posture changed, as if he was showing another persona about him.
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				Post by: <strong>areana</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 07:33:38</strong>
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				She watches him warily now as she does take a step back.<br><br>"Something's come over you. Are you that frustrated with me? Patience is a virtue, isn't that the saying? Though I need no salvation; therefore, I will seek no such thing. You may leave now."<br><br>She turns her back to him as she walks over to her window and looks out at the night sky, as she grabs her remote and turns the music up loudly again.
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				Post by: <strong>Damatos</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 07:54:16</strong>
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				He cracked his neck, his shoulder making a loud sound accompanied by his spine. He looked at her as she stand with his back towards ignoring him completely. He could stand it no more, he would not have her rebelliousness in his house. Sometimes people hide their past for a good reason some hide it to cover scars wether they be emotional or physical, like his own. He saw that she was a lost 'cause and so play time was over for her. <br><br>He slowly started to unbutton his blue and red stripped shirt, the sound of his shirts removal was muffled completely by her deafening music. He stood there behind her, he had several scars of what seemed to be knife wounds. He also sported odd shaped tribal tattoos. He was such a fanatic that his back was scared by a whip he used on himself for lashings. <br><br>He made his way towards her, his left hand grabbed her firmly by the back of her neck, almost lifting her. He then pushed her towards her bed, with a great force, he said nothing at all.
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				Post by: <strong>areana</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 08:03:07</strong>
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				She gasps as she feels him grab her and push her onto the bed. She quickly turns herself around to face him, maybe to get up and run. She is shocked by the force he had. She looks at him, confusion and a hint of fear in her eyes, but she does not want him to notice so she simply says,<br><br><br>"What has overcome you? Has your lust for me finally taken over?"
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				Post by: <strong>Damatos</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 08:17:04</strong>
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				He took a deep breath and looked her over. <em>Fuck it.</em> He thought to him self as he looked her over still. He took a step towards her and smiled. This was not a persons smile, not of the one that most of the family knew or she knew. He stood there thinking what he would do to her, she didn't respond to goodness maybe what she needed is a lesson at what he knew best.<br><br>"So you do not like faith huh? Well what do ya like eh? How am I to convince you of change and such?" His voice was stranger still, he used little effort to speak calm and correctly. As stared at her taking a step back now closing the door behind him and locking it. No exit now just her and him.
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				Post by: <strong>areana</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 08:32:34</strong>
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				She sits up now and watches him closely, wondering what he is thinking. She does not like the looks or the 'smiles' he's giving her.<br><br>"You should realize this by now, there will be no change for me." She stands up now, thinking of how to get out since he locked the door and is blocking it. She is uncomfortable now.
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				Post by: <strong>Damatos</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 08:42:05</strong>
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				He stood against the door looking at her. "Wanna fuck?" He said with a bad and unnerving smile. This meant a whole other thing for him ever still. He growled as if he were some unknown animal, he walked towards her and pushed her back once again with one hand making her land on her bed once again.<br><br>He took a step back some what still close to the bed looking at her, his eyes tracing her legs as he got a peek of her underwear. "There's an old story, it's some what bible wise. It's about a bad girl who was born in Gomorrah. She seemed to be born bad, so one day some unknown priest her took her from her bed, and they spent months with her torturing her. Until all that badness and rebelliousness left her God given body. Forever."
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				Post by: <strong>areana</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 08:53:36</strong>
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				She watches him now scared. She moves back on the bed, sitting up again and rolls off the other side of the bed, standing up, trying to keep her distance from him. She runs to the door and unlocks it, running out.<br><br><em>The hell has gotten into him?!</em>
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				Post by: <strong>Damatos</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 09:05:28</strong>
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				He laughed as she ran out. In his pants was the only key to getting out. He had lock both the front door and the back door. "Come 'ere Sugah!" He yelled out in his natural southern accent. He laughed slowly walking out the room. He started humming 'Jesus is my friend' which was his favorite song. "We don't want yer kind 'ere in our Jesus loving town girl. It's my job to make ya believe like they did to me!" <br><br>"Time to cleanse yer soul!" He laughed as he seemed to be playing hide and seek with her. Now this personality was his true one. A devil.
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				Post by: <strong>areana</strong> on <strong>26-09-2008, 20:58:35</strong>
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				[haha ooc: im sorry that made me laugh, so i had to comment on it 'in his pants was the only key to getting out' nice ok back to ic]<br><br><br>She holds her hand over her mouth and nose as her heavy breathing will be muffled as she hides from him now. She tried the front door already, realized it was locked then hid when she heard him coming near. <em>He is no damn holy roller, I was sooo wrong about that. He's a damn lunatic!</em> She hears his footsteps come near as her eyes widen and she holds her breath, hoping he won't find her here.
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				Post by: <strong>Damatos</strong> on <strong>27-09-2008, 04:44:15</strong>
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				"OH HONEY!" He shouted from the top of his lungs. He smiled as he headed to his room and grabbed a large wooden cricket paddle that he used for punishment in his earlier years. "No use in hiding my love. This is the kingdom of God and your heathen slutty smell cannot hide from the word." Right when he said that last word he slammed the paddle against the wall making the wall boom with force.<br><br>He took a deep breath while statding on top of the upstairs rounding stairs. He then started making his way down the stairs taking his time. He knew that she was most likely downstairs or in the basement but he could be wrong.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>areana</strong> on <strong>27-09-2008, 12:08:45</strong>
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				She jumps and can't help but let out a bit of a squeal as he hit the wall with whatever weapon of choice he has. She huddles back as far as she can into her hiding place, knowing he's very confident of where she could be since he's taking his time.<br><br><em>Oh, please tell me all this is a dream. NOW he may have attracted me like this if he wasnt coming after me</em>
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