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Brahmastra:
Her voice heightened again as his hand once again collided with her pristine rear, and never went back down as his thrusting intensified. He too must be getting close as inserted himself in her wet tightness for the thousandth time in just a number of minutes. La Folia accepted him into her again and again, wanting his affections.


--- Quote from: Elf on June 01, 2014, 02:39:52 AM ---Then he began to furiously rub at her point of weakness.

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'Oh god'

The combination of his heavy thrusts, the strikes on her ass and now him rigorously rubbing her vulnerable clit began to drive her over the edge, surprised with herself that she had even lasted half as long as she had but this was her breaking point.

"Ohgodohgodohgodohgodohgodohgodohgod", her mantra of madness began to ring from her pretty lips as she felt the greatest sensation she had ever experienced come over her.

Elf:
"Ohgodohgodohgodohgodohgodohgodohgod", La Foila cried out as she arched towards him.  Her core collapsed around Gabriel, milking him for all she was worth.  That last bit of sensation was enough.  His pulse quickened and his vision blurred as he began to mindlessly thrust.

The lightning that had been quickening along his spine suddenly struck.  With a roar, he thrust deep as he could inside of her, swelling one last time before he spilled his entire being into her.

Arch-Magos Winter:

--- Quote from: Mooncake on June 01, 2014, 02:41:23 AM ---Hakumen stared down at the car driver, his head scraping the roof of the car, bent over as it was.

"I am Hakumen."

He turned his head to the side to catch a glimpse of something moving in the alleyways. The white giant stared more intently, but it was gone in a flash of white, another supernatural denizen of the city prowling through the streets. As they drove further west from the Tower,  Hakumen could see numerous pale faces running alongside the car, no longer concealed as much as they where before. Even though it was a main street of the city, no cars drove upon it tonight, save for theirs.

Something was obviously wrong, and the giant of a man had always been one to face problems head on, without compromise.

"Continue driving."

Hakumen scanned the road to the side of the car, where what he could only assume to be vampires had gathered to watch them. He put their number at 5, with 2 more hiding in the shadows. They were not blocking further travel, but they didn't need to be. Their presence would have been enough to deter any other, for whatever reason they had come. To the white giant, it did not have the slightest bearing.

Hakumen's head turned over to Law once more.

"When I exit, you will 'gun' your engine."

Without missing a beat, as the car pulled almost level with the group of vampires Hakumen kicked open the door of the car, sending it flying right into the first creature that had taken a step forward. With a single leap, pulling his sword with him, the massive warrior sprang free from the car and descended upon the group like the fist of God. A full slice of Ōkami split one in half from head to toes, crushing the pavement underneath it, while a strike from the sheath held in his other hand sent another vampire flying into the side of a building. Exuding that same, terrifying presence of overwhelming power, Hakumen engaged the gang in vicious combat.

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"JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!"

Law had gunned it, instinct causing him to duck as the giant kicked the door off of the firebird. At least he hadn't ripped the seatbelt out though. The door had flown into a... what the hell was that. He could tell it wasn't alive. It was dead. And moving. And the man had cleaved through them like they were wet tissue paper to his blade. Not for the first time this night, Law was feeling that cold twinge of fear.

Vampire. I would say it is a vampire.

'VAMPIRES EXIST!?'

Of course. If a ghost brought you back from death, and you can see ghosts, why can't vampires exist?

'That... that's different. I always sort of had this... sixth sense, I guess, that ghosts exist. But I only see dead people now, since you brought me back.'

I could tell as much. By the way. Next time we see this Hakuman, I think we should rip off his mask. Just for the door. Perhaps his chest as well.

'I'm going to say no, though I am going to fucking clock that bastard. That door took FOREVER to repair!'

Such thoughts of revenge were interrupted as a psychic shockwave echoed through the Twilight as... something broke through into Law's sight. Turns out that vampire that had been smashed by that door? He was very pissed. And now dead. And now after him. Which was just great considering.

We should probably deal with that before it comes after our new friend. I'd rather not have you die again so soon after your revenge.

'Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuukkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk'

Law's psychic groan of sheer resignation and frustration caused the Driver to smile over his Sin Eaters shoulder.

I wonder how such a blood soaked soul will taste...

'I'm sealing this bastard. Then I'm draining him to oblivion slowly, or I am going to force him down into the underworld where whatever fucking gods you talked about can deal with it.'

As good a plan as any. He'll be following us.

'I know. And that means I can set a trap.'

Another chuckle from the Redheaded Driver. Sounds like you got your balls back. I was hoping another murder would be needed for that.

'Shut the fuck up. I know how to deal with something like this. Just got to make a big enough seal... maybe a blood sacrifice. My own blood should do. Force him into the material realm and into a bottle.'

And how do you know that will work?

'Because if it doesn't we're still going to kill that son of a bitch a second time.'

Law swung the firebird into an abandoned parking lot, popping the trunk as soon as he could, rummaging in it. The Mini-14 chambered a round smooth as butter, Law shrugging the rifle's strap over his shoulder, the weight familiar to both the Driver and him from practice and a long forgotten memory of violence from his partner's soul. The feeling of the rifle nearby and at hand was comforting, even if it probably wouldn't do any good - Law wasn't sure if he could in fact shoot a manifested ghost. Some bailing wire and a beer followed, along with some chalk. As the spirit continued barreling down the street towards him, Law began to draw. The sigil came into existance as fast as he could draw the large symbol.  Lastly, he popped open the top of the beer bottle, intentionally cutting his thumb on the sharp edge of the cap, a drop falling into the sigil circle as he took a swig of the beer then poored it out into the empty center of the symbol. The blood drop soaked plasm into the air, providing the sigil with a power distinctly infused with the power of the dead and the Realm Below. Both Sin Eater and Geist failed to notice a small bit of the sigil altered by both this and a drop of alcohol - little white flames buzzing up the chalk symbol as power infused it beyond it's intended purpose, changing it into something totally different.

And when the ghost hit the sigil, something was called forth, as the back of Law's right hand burned as he clutched the wire and bottle tightly.

MissingMandible:
Vanessa and her friend Carly went to No Man's Land on a dare. They didn't even travel more than two blocks in, only having to stay at an abandoned apartment building for an hour. It would be the easiest fifty bucks they had ever earned.

They decided to kill time by exploring the decrepit building, armed with only flashlights in their hands. Fifteen minutes went by with only the sound of the building's groans and their quiet, yet excited,  whispers. It was when they reached the seventh floor did things go so terribly bad. They were walking back to the stairwell when it happened:  the sound of some sort of eerie sirens started going off while every surface of the hallway ripped away like skin, replaced with cold, rusted steel. That was when he showed up.

The man wore a butcher's garb, white gloves, and, most noticeably, a giant steel helm that looked quite painful to wear. In his right hand, he dragged a giant knife that was long enough to touch the floor behind him. What made matters worse was that he appeared in the seventh floor landing of the stairwell.

Before the two girls could react, the being let loose a low, rumbling growl and grabbed hold of Carly with his left hand. All Vanessa could do was run down the hall she just came from while her friend screamed.  She bolted into room 76, slamming the door shut shut behind her and bolted the locks. Leaning against the wall, the teenage could hear her friend scream in agony. All Vanessa could do was cry...





Carly stopped screaming five minutes ago, Vanessa was sobbing in room 76 for the last thirty.

Suddenly, the teenage girl could hear the sound of metal dragging on metal coming down the hall. It was coming closer! Vanessa covered her mouth, preventing any sound from coming past her lips. The scraping sound stopped in front of her door! Vanessa never had been so scared her her life.

The giant knife sliced through the door! Vanessa shrieked and ran to the back of the room as Pyramid Head cut his way in. There was no escape for the teenager, however. Vanessa turned around as the monster approached her; all she could do was scream as the nightmare entity grabbed hold of her.

Her wails of agony filled the night.

Brahmastra:
She felt it immediately. The clear white streaks of her lover shooting into her tight canal as she came violently upon his length, forcing more of his semen to join the red blood of her maidenhood and her colorless arousal. Her body still shaking with delight, she collapsed onto her side, forcing him to pull out, ejaculation already done with, before she rolled clumsily onto her back. Two fingers went down to her dripping slit, gently rubbing onto them a small amount of his cum before inserting them into her mouth, licking them clean.

"It's so hot..."

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