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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2016 11:39 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2016 4:48 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2016 10:21 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 09, 2016 8:30 am
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Luneaska kawaiihogoshatenshi Luneaska Looks good I'll post sometime tommorrow Okay :3 *Sorry there's a family emergency so I won't be able to post until the weekend, really sorry!*
That's fine. Hope everything turns out okay
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2016 1:15 am
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The creature sat in silence with his back pressed against the cool concrete wall. He didn't know what day it was... or what year. The only time he ever knew either was when a new sacrifice was brought down to him. Even then, he couldn't be sure, as he was certain that the family had not kept their every twenty-one year promise.... They were fearful of him sure, but at the same time they knew he had no way to actually tell if they were lying to him or not.... He had no calendar and doubted he could understand it even if he did.
It made him feel a little... helpless to be honest. Stuck in this room with no sense of time.... completely alone... But closing his eyes helped.... made the darkness and the empty space much more tolerable..
He had started to drift off some into an actual rest of sorts, when he suddenly heard noises nearby. At this, his eyes instantly snapped open and turned to look at the source. It was by the door. People were yelling, one was cursing.... Seemed his sacrifice had finally come and had been dragged down kicking and scratching.
Smiling as he listened to the young man curse, he took in Sol's appearance for the brief moment that the door was open, only for it to quickly be shrouded in darkness along with his own form...
There was a bit more noise-making after that in the form of kicks and huffs before his sacrifice finally called out to him, requesting a deal. He couldn't help but chuckle at the absurdity of it.
"A deal? How original of you. In all my years I don't think any one has ever asked to make deal with the likes of me," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he slowly began to stand, the shackles attached to wrists jingling as he did so," what could you have that I could possibly want?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2016 8:05 am
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Watching the young man near closer, he listened to his propositions in silence. A century back he would have accepted the offer without a second thought, but he knew better now... If he tried to escape, he'd merely waste what little energy he had left. After all, The reason why these sacrifices were so far apart was not to appease him, but rather to contain him and keep him under control. Iif he skipped even one feeding or used his abilities in excess, he would burn up.... literally.,..
Even so.... This young man was intriguing.... He'd never seen a sacrifice fight against their fate. Some would cry and others would beg, but none would dare struggle all the way to the door....
Rising from his spot on the floor, he moved as close to the young man as the chains would allow. He then proceeded to snap his fingers, causing a flame to erupt from the tips of them. Snapping again, he made a flame a tad bigger, so as to see the man a bit better.
"A tentacle beast? No, those don't exist.... I am from hell though... Or a place like hell anyways....," he said a spark of amusement flucking in his eyes at the sacrifices wild assumptions..,," you know... You look a lot like your ancestor... Same eyes..., and nose... Do you know magic as well?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2016 3:20 am
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His eyes widened slightly at feat performed by the man before him. He hadn't expected him to actually know magic. It had merely been a joke. After all, in all his years he had never received a magical sacrifice. He thought maybe the magic blood had thinned out at some point. And yet... He had just done it....
Slowly his lips curled into a smirk as he listened to the young man go on about how he hated his ancestor and his family. This.... This was perfect... A young mage capable enough to help him escape, but not capable enough to prevent himself from becoming a sacrifice to begin with. Their betrayal of this mages trust would be the death of them and his freedom would be assured. It was.... It was too good to be true.... There had to be a catch or a trick.... Well, only one way to find out he supposed.
Chuckling at the mans passionate hatred, he stood up straight from his crouched position, causing his shackles to jingle. "Calm down young one. I understand you are anxious to get your answer, but there is no reason to get so feisty," he said as he made the flame a bit bigger so as to illuminate the room more thoroughly," I do want my freedom and will help you escape as well. But I need two things from you first."
He paused for a moment, waiting to make sure he was still compliant before proceeding with he demands. "I need you to remove these shackles from my wrist and... I want your pants...," he said calmly as he continued to stand there, his nakedness becoming more and more apparent as Sol's eyes adjusted to the light.
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2016 9:58 pm
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Raising a brow at the squeak, the djinn listened as the man stuttered back a response. Nur scanned him over as the man trailed off, attempting to find the rest of the boys sentence in his posture. He'd turned pink for some reason. Had he made the flame too hot? Dimming the flame, he continued to watch him in silence, only for it to click in as Sol walked closer to him.
"Oh you are small," he said, realizing that he was probably at least a good half a foot shorter than himself."Well, regardless, I still want them. You can keep your undergarments, but I want the pants."
It was a ridiculous request, of course, and he knew it, but he took great pleasure in the idea of the young man having to witness his entire family being murdered in his underpants and after being alone in a hole for a century he could use some amusement. Rubbing his wrists after the shackles were removed, he stared calmly at the young man, waiting for the request to be filled.
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