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| פֿGon.Pro.Hunter | Dec 20 2016, 06:59 PM Post #11 |
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The ninja’s docile response pleased Dorn. Her nen artistry was nearly ready for him, although it seemed hardly necessary. Ah well, nothing wrong with devouring his purity while he was her willing follower. Admittedly it would be a new experience having such a fine young specimen of a man so fresh out of his sheltered clan. There was that one time she’d seduced a boatload of monks on pilgrimage….but this was different. His body was probably toned to perfection.. his mind and heart a mystical combination; making her effect on him possibly permanent. Hopefully not. The last thing Dorn wanted was any kind of attachment, even if she herself was free. The thought of anyone actually wanting her for very long was downright disturbing. Such perversions weren’t possible, thank God. “My handsome warrior, what is your name? Tell me. I want to say it over and over again as you have said mine. Your way is most appealing good sir. I am glad my beauty suits you. I am happiest when serving others, especially someone as noble and whole as you appear to be. We shall make a fine pair you and I.” * Stepping closer to the eager ninja, Dorn abandoned her diminutive stature for something more regal. Slender fingers stretched forth to touch his neck; sliding up to lift his chin a little while her dress softly gathered around his feet. Dorn’s aura gently expanded all around him, perhaps he might feel the caress. |
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| Firebl4zeTheOne | Dec 22 2016, 12:25 PM Post #12 |
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Ieyasu stood in the frigid chill of the temple's breath. He was ready to follow in Dorn's guidance to capture criminals. Seconds after he had stepped out of his meditation, Theresa stepped towards Ieyasu. As her cold fingers lifted his cloaked neck, Ieyasu answered her. "I still don't trust you enough to tell you my name. However, if this relationship continues, I agree that we will make a good pair. I don't think we should waste anymore time. Let's go to where you guide me." The ninja took off his facial coverings to show Theresa his smile. Suddenly, Ieyasu felt something. It was like an invisible cloak knitted with blunted pins. Ieyasu thought it might've been Theresa's magic. His body found it to feel similar to having butterfly's in it's stomach or goosebumps. There were no other words to describe the tactical sensation. It was like it was part of a world hidden from physical reality. |
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| פֿGon.Pro.Hunter | Dec 25 2016, 04:08 PM Post #13 |
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Dorn exhaled with a deliberate intention of releasing her potent Allure onto the innocent, and shivered. It was partly due to the excitement she felt and also because of the simple fact that her thin dress was far from suitable against the low temperature. “We will go. But first, I will warm myself.” * Dorn’s mouth had been but inches from the other’s as she spoke, and without further ado, she closed the gap with a deep kiss. His taste was so pure and good, a moan of approval sounded in Dorn’s throat as she sucked. Releasing the young man, she stepped back with a drunken grin. Dorn always enjoyed feeling wanted in this way…it was times like these that the mental screams were silent and everything felt good. Safe. She was in control. She was the one doing the damage. “Most acceptable.” * She murmured, wanting to take more. Was this even real? A young and impressionable man, all alone and rather attractive..it was almost too perfect. After all, it was the troublesome thoughts that had brought her to this place. Dorn had started to lose control of them, not that she ever had any to begin with. Lately her inner anguish overwhelmed her and for reasons Dorn couldn’t understand, she lost the drive to fight them off. Retreating further into her mind, Dorn took to the wilderness despite the cold season and her lack of adequate supplies. Days or weeks, it was not clear. Despair. She’d lost her beauty. That golden-eyed Prince had taken it from her. Did it matter? Beauty wasn’t really what defined her..was it? And so what if it had? A new terrifying day was dawning for Dorn. The approval of men was no longer her hidden dream. No. To revel in their suffering was her path. To bestow pain and confusion. To damage all. However, Dorn lacked the strength to fully begin her wave of terror. Perhaps it was best to start simple. To begin with the young ninja…and try out the new Dorn. Not only would she toy with him in cruel ways, but she would ultimately destroy him. Maybe. This could all be a trick.. her madness might have finally taken a turn for worse. “Good sir. If you were to remove your shirt and hold me, I would feel warm again. Will you? Put you flesh to mine? Share yourself with me?” * Hatsu in Effect: Post 1 Edited by Gon.Pro.Hunter, Dec 25 2016, 04:09 PM.
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| Firebl4zeTheOne | Dec 26 2016, 08:51 PM Post #14 |
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Chills rippled through Ieyasu's body, and his cheeks flowed with red. The heat of his face created a faint aura of steam surrounding the surface of his face. Keeping his composure, he retracted his smile until it was more casual. Feeling like a paper clip to a magnet, Ieyasu felt an imaginary pull on his body. It was the impulsiveness to hug Theresa. When he was younger, he was excommunicated from social circles. As a result of this, Ieyasu never had any friends, so he didn't know what it felt like to have a sexual attraction towards someone. Pondering in his brain, he deduced from his past experiences with romantic seduction, "I'm in love with this girl. Haha I can't believe it. It just hit me out of nowhere. I gotta stay cool with this gal or else I'm gonna come off creepy to her. Oh wait, that always happens Hahahaha." Ieyasu started to take on a slightly goofy joyful face and he stared at Theresa as if she was a godly statue. Theresa started to speak, not taking note of his face at first, because he showed it as soon as she started talking. Dorn's previous words of magic flew over the ninja's head and he only heard what his perverted subconscious wanted to hear. >“Good sir. If you were to remove your shirt and hold me, I would feel warm again. Will you? Put you flesh to mine? Share yourself with me?” Without a second thought, Ieyasu responded. He responded back like he was reading a script he had no comprehension of. "Gladly. I will make you my queen, miss." Pattering and clinking could be heard against the temple's grounds as he took off his loose clothing and threw it. Ieyasu wrapped his arms tightly around Dorn's back and sides. Edited by Firebl4zeTheOne, Dec 26 2016, 08:52 PM.
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| פֿGon.Pro.Hunter | Dec 29 2016, 02:44 PM Post #15 |
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The sight of the young man’s body was more than pleasing. His muscular frame was a lean one, lightly tanned, and terrible scars adorned his arms. His arms encircled her obediently and Dorn allowed herself to be pulled into the heated embrace. Closing her eyes, the lady basked in the comfort of a man’s strong arms and wished herself truly desirable. ‘Ah Ah Ah Dorn. That’s over now. We don’t care about that anymore. We only want to watch pain. To make pain so that it’s clean around here. No more mess. No more mess. All pain. Mmhmm.’ * Blue eyes opened and pale hands gave the ninja a pat. “I am better now. You are a good companion. Let us go to the top of this place. It will be a good position to see the lay of land. I will show you the places I will take you nameless friend.” * She spoke in a soothing murmur.. wanting to play into the boy’s current state as much as possible. Taking his virginity wasn’t painful.. it would only give him pleasure. In order to make things clean and balanced, she’d have to kill him. Then his pain would equal hers and she wouldn’t be alone anymore. It was simple and beautiful. His blood on the temple floors would be so special and new. Hatsu in Effect: Post 2 OOC Edited by Gon.Pro.Hunter, Dec 30 2016, 01:09 PM.
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| Firebl4zeTheOne | Dec 31 2016, 01:18 AM Post #16 |
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Ieyasu felt her cold hands through his clothes. He had become her puppy, and he accepted it. He enjoyed warming Theresa's frail thin body. Over the course of several moments, Dorn's body warmed up to satisfaction. She rewarded Ieyasu with a pat on his head. As an willfully enslaved dog, Ieyasu smiled beneath his dressings. >“I am better now. You are a good companion. Let us go to the top of this place. It will be a good position to see the lay of land. I will show you the places I will take you nameless friend.” Theresa's commands echoed inside his mind. Theresa's pale slender face was the furthest attraction he had access too. Nothing he could get could be better than looking at a gorgeous face. Ieyasu didn't think too much about it sexually, because he knew he wouldn't get to that point. For him, that was fine, this was enough. Yes, I'll follow you.Ieyasu's face squirmed in love behind Dorn's back. His mind prepared for the expectation of their relationship to grow where he hoped it would. Wind blew and echoed throughout the temple. The air started to heat out of improbability for what the afternoon had in store for the two. OOC
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| פֿGon.Pro.Hunter | Jan 1 2017, 05:14 PM Post #17 |
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Taking the young innocent by the hand, Dorn walked towards where she remembered seeing steps leading upward. Somewhat broken and moss-covered, the set she found was intact (unlike many others in the place, there was even stairs leading nowhere in one wing!) and they climbed them slowly to the very top to the temple. Dorn knew her technique was wearing off by the time they reached the roof, but this did not concern her. There was a chance he was still under its influence enough to ignore his reflexes. The sun was pale and the wind held a noticeable bite now that they stood exposed to it. With little thought, she swung her arm to deliver the strongest backhand she was capable of. If she managed to strike him as squarely in the face as she intended, Dorn expected he might stumble on the ledge. At the very least, he might lose balance enough for her subsequent shove to send him over. It was glorious.. swift violent acts like this. She missed feeling powerful..when a child it was easy to hurt others smaller than herself, but now she was typically the small one. Even though the young sculpted ninja was most likely at his peak condition, there was a slim chance she could kill him. Waste his perfect body and soul. Destroy him. It was nothing personal. Just an overall feeling of satisfaction over meaningless tragedy. Hatsu in Effect: Post 3 {Final} |
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| Firebl4zeTheOne | Jan 4 2017, 12:15 AM Post #18 |
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With nothing less than love in mind, Ieyasu was guided to Dorn's spot to see the land. Feelings of ambiguity and compassion ran through his mind as Theresa showed him with his soft pale cold hand. Suddenly, the love started to fade. Like a blue moon, it would show up and leave as if it never existed in the first place almost as if it were magic. Ieyasu's eyes contracted, seeing the bigger picture in front of him. The dryness in his mouth coming with each chilling wind, the putrid smell of nothing that got carried by the gusts, the cracked floor, and the fuzzy crevices filling those cracked holes all made him come to his senses. Love became now as foreign as it ever was before. Any memory of romantic passion he had for Theresa left to be judged in his memory. His subconscious whispered to himself: "What the hell happened? The last couple of minutes seem fuzzy to me all of a sudden." The top of the stairs relieved both of them in their separate motives. Semi-deep cavities inhabited with moss dotted the lookout. Enough of these pits made it common for Ieyasu to have his foot in one of them. He didn't notice, but his shoulders moved to be crooked from the hole. This left him in a slightly vulnerable situation, but he was too busy looking out towards the land. It was a beautiful curvy landscape. Ieyasu turned his head crookedly to Dorn before it was interrupted halfway. Something silky and small managed to be thrown rather pitifully at Ieyasu. It felt nothing more than a limp child's hand flailing, only managing to land one loose blow. The only physical consequence it had on Ieyasu was make his cheeks ripple upon the impact. He began talking to himself in a methodical panic: "What the hell!? What do I do? It could be Theresa, or it could be a child. If it's Theresa, she's such a nice lady (but not fully trusted), but if it's a child, no harm could be done. It's more likely that it's an untrustworthy Theresa. Sorry. Ieyasu drove his left arm across body to grab his Ninjato. In a quick flick of his wrist, he unsheathed the claw, and brought it to push away her right hand with the edge. The tip of the blade ran across Dorn's right palm as he slashed. The All this happened in a automatic process he was taught growing up. The entire method itself could be noticed by his thought, but not stopped. After that happened, Ieyasu continued turning his head. He asked Dorn a simple question: "Well what did you do that for? Slash Stat Comparison
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| פֿGon.Pro.Hunter | Jan 6 2017, 12:31 PM Post #19 |
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Dorn hadn’t even retracted her hand when she felt the sting of Ieyasu’s Ninjato. Hissing in pain, she clutched the wounded hand and held it close to herself as he spoke. The look of surprise slowly transformed into a sickening grin, and a merry laugh bubbled up from within the crazed woman. “hahaha Because I felt like it.” She snarled. “I do as I like little ninja. When I want your heat, I will take your heat, when I want your confusion, I will have it. It’s all very simple. Just relax and ….” The pale lady paused, her eyes drifted slowly away from Ieyasu’s face and the smile faded. “Do as you like? Is that … what it’s supposed to be? Is that how these things go?” The typical noise in Dorn’s mind vanished much to her bewilderment, in the silence she grappled with what little reason remained. Where did the whispering go to anyway? Was this good? Foreign and unfamiliar..this mental freedom. Dorn found herself uncomfortable with the development and stepped closer to her involuntary companion. “I’m… I like it. Yes. Yes, that’s what’s supposed to happen.” Nervous features smiled weakly and her eyes lifted to meet with his. “I’m Dorn. Did you know that? I’m Dorn. Hello. You seem nice.” Reaching out to touch the man’s arm in a child-like way, Dorn quickly stopped herself and pulled it back, squeezing her eyes shut as she did so. “No. No. It doesn’t go like that. THIS ISN’T HOW IT’S SUPPOSED TO GO!” No sound, no voices. Her own lonely mind looked back at her and Dorn’s hand ached. The pain was good. It was like an anchor, tethering her down to at least one real thing. Even if there was no ninja, no temple, and no cut.. Dorn had the pain. That was enough. Glaring up at Ieyasu, she shuddered in a cold breeze and clenched her injured hand harder. “Get out.” * Her eyes watered and throat tightened as the quiet threatened to suffocate her. The last thing Dorn needed was an audience. Edited by Gon.Pro.Hunter, Jan 9 2017, 08:55 PM.
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| Firebl4zeTheOne | Jan 8 2017, 12:08 PM Post #20 |
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The evil mistress morphed in front of Ieyasu into a snake and hissed at him. Ieyasu's face contorted in fearful interest for Dorn's true intentions. This feeling only grew when his insides quaked as Dorn cackled manically. She was a completely different person. Ieyasu withheld himself, and thought for a second. "Something feels off about her. I can feel the same feeling I had earlier. I only notice it now because I am so close to her. This is truly strange. If I get within personal space of her, it could offset me enough for an attack. That can't happen. I need to leave. I don't mess with magic." Although her personality was very intriguing, Ieyasu felt unsettled standing so close to her. Dorn continued talking, and she began to talk to herself. All she did was brew up a mystical cauldron full of fear, unsettlement, and spontaneity. It was her unique way of making potions as a witch. She sat in her own little world, grasping random things from oblivion to talk about or make a potion out of. Feint pressure surrounded Ieyasu's front half as Dorn stepped closer to him. Her eyes grew nervous and attached to his as she spoke then closed in kindness. >“I’m Dorn. Did you know that? I’m Dorn. Hello. You seem nice.” Ieyasu, trying to stay as physically undisturbed as possible, started to reach out with his left hand, but he retracted it, realizing Dorn was right handed. He shook his head slightly, correcting himself, and put out his right hand. Dorn's previously shut eyes twitched angrily open. She pulled back her hand and held her hand hard to her chest. >"Get out." Ieyasu took no notice to her watery eyes and turned his back to her. The cold winds returned strong and flew over the edge where they were looking out from. "No more to say. I don't dabble with magic. Have a good evening, double-edged mistress." Letting the wind carry him, he glided down the stairs. His agility brought him back into the physical world, a place he could reason with. Ieyasu was reminded of his agile feet silently sliding down the stairs, and he was filled with confidence. Something seemed naturally condescending about him disliking magic. Ieyasu turned through the various hallways of the temple to a familiar room. He sat back down to meditate, forgetting what happened, but in the back of his subconscious, he wondered what Dorn would be up to next in this dungeon. Edited by Firebl4zeTheOne, Jan 8 2017, 08:44 PM.
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