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Post by Sea on Jul 3, 2008 21:40:44 GMT -5
"Thanks," said San. "That wasn't as bad as I had thought. It got better after a while. But it's starting to hurt again now... It looks really good, thank you. It's just like I thought it should look." She downed the pills quickly, and stood up. But she began to sway, back and forth... everything was blurry.... and then she fell. She landed softly, however, and barely made a sound. "What the..." she murmured. Her voice was slow, it was an effort to put the words together.
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Post by Man of Many Murders on Jul 3, 2008 21:53:40 GMT -5
A smile full of nothing but perverted thoughts and sinister evil formed on his face. Suddenly his happy carefree tone turned very dark and sort of psychopathic, "Were gonna have some fun." With san unable to move due to the date rape drug. "You will be the fifth girly to add to my art." The man picked San up and threw her over his shoulder. He placed her on the bed as he took out a knife with a curved blade. With the knife he ripped open Sans shirt and what ever was under it leaving her bare chested. He walked over to the table and under it withdrew a can of orange paint. With the paint he emptied it starting at her head and going down to her waist. "I can't wait to put your body on display. Don't worry I think orange is a nice suited color."
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Post by Sea on Jul 3, 2008 22:01:30 GMT -5
"What... Ju... Julius...." was all she could murmur. She closed her eyes, so that the paint wouldn't get in them. She was fighting the drug like mad, her whole body tensed so she wouldn't lapse farther away. She couldn't talk any more. She just lay there, cursing him with her thoughts. She tried very hard to gather up her energy. She had very little left. If she were to shapeshift, she could get away... the drug would be depleted when the stomach size changed. She gathered up anything she had left in her, and she began to shrink. It took longer than normal to transform, and she was under terrible strain. Finally, she felt the change end. A black cat leapt up, covered in orange paint, and hissed. She angrily scratched the man, before leaping down shakily from the table. She managed to run for a bit, but she'd used a lot of energy. She collapsed beneath a tree, black fur splattered with orange.
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Post by Man of Many Murders on Jul 3, 2008 22:16:20 GMT -5
A curse came from the man's lips as he covered his eye. She had scratched his face. His beautiful face was now ruined. He had done so many things for his appearance even using his own body for his art. Now that damn girl came and scratched it. The man ran with intensity as he charged out of the house and found San by a tree. "You will pay for this...." He said grabbing her by her back. With massive force he tossed the cat at the tree with as much strength he had. He had meant to break one of her bones or as many as possible. A normal house cat could get really hurt. The man was very angry.
Julius sat in his room focusing on three maps. they were maps of many different areas and different sorts of maps. They were brown in color and showed different forms of land levels. He focused on them trying to figure something out. That was when he heard his name being called. Something was wrong. Definitely wrong. With urgency he raced towards the shack.
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Sea
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Post by Sea on Jul 5, 2008 12:24:43 GMT -5
San twisted as she was thrown, so that she came against it paws first, but the twisting was able to dull some of the energy. The pain still burst in her paw, but she put her claws in, and began to climb. It was an oak tree. It was tall, and the first branch was far above the ground, at least twenty feet. She struggled to reach it, and rested for a moment, before continuing up, to branchs that would not hold the man's weight. Her adrenaline provided her with enough energy to reach this, and there she clung to the branch, looking below her and snarling.
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Post by Man of Many Murders on Jul 11, 2008 15:24:39 GMT -5
The man was getting very peeved. This darn cat just didn't know who she was messing with. The same dark grin stayed on his face as he spoke in a mocking tone, "Here kitty kitty.... Here kitty kitty. You went and got yourself stuck in the tree. Oh but don't worry. I happen to be a very good with my hands." The man reached into his pockets and withdrew four curved blades. He had the skill of a marksman and was going to show this cat just how well at throwing knifes he was. The man tossed all four curved blades at San aiming two of them three inches to the right and left of San's cat body. The knifes cut through the branch just as he wanted them to and the branch under San gave way as the other two blades came straight upward aiming for her two hind legs.
Julius walked in to the small shack as a dark arouma entered his senses. Something had happened here. Where was San? And what had happened to the tattoo man. Julius walked over to the bed as he could tell San had been placed on it. But why? Why would Jenks do something like that? He was a kinded soul. At least that was what Julius had made of him. Julius became very weary as he found pills on the floor. Breaking one in half an odd senstaion filled the air. This was a drug! Julius swore aloud. Something had happened.
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Post by Sea on Jul 11, 2008 15:32:28 GMT -5
San leapt into the air as the branch gave way, and attached herself to the side of the tree. The startled leap saved her from the knives. She proceeded to enter an area covered in leave, where it was impossible to see her, or where she was among them. In this sheltered, out-of-sight area, San crouched low on the branch, completely still. Not even her tail twitched, her ears didn't flick, and her whiskers didn't move. She was stock still, and thus, next to invisible.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jul 11, 2008 16:31:28 GMT -5
((would you mind relocating your roleplay to perhaps another location other than Suzume and San's dorm room... because technically it's not there anymore and I'd like to keep the dorm RP focused on the dorm itself as much as possible. Move the RP if it's taking place somewhere other than the dorms... and considering the fact that a shack was mentioned I think it's not in the dorms... thank you.))
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