Evil, Twisted and Scandalous [Skye]

Subject: Evil, Twisted and Scandalous [Skye] Mon Jul 16, 2012 10:04 am

little bribes ,

You said that all these things You’ve learned to ignore The hidden cameras on the casino floor And what gets paid for behind hotel doors Oh come on Pretend every slot machine is a robot Amputee waving hello The people stare into their eyes And they feed them little bribes And then they go

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Azrael mostly stayed in CHB but today she decided to take a stroll back home. To her father, Perses. Dressed in a silver armour with a long, thin golden sword that shone as she held it in her hand. Her long golden hair fell down in neat, thick curls and her piercing blue eyes stared coolly at all the monsters surrounding her. She hissed a phrase in Ancient Greek and the monsters quickly retreated as she kept walking towards the huge bonfire in the middle of the grassland. The area stretched out for nearly 5 miles every way filled with tents and monsters. Near the front of the bonfire were 4 huge tents that looked absolutely magnificent. She looked at the names on it, Ὑπερίων, Κρόνος, Πάλλας and Πέρσης. Hyperion, Kronos, Pallas and Perses. Her father. Smiling savagely she glanced around and walked into her fathers tent. she dropped off her bag, grabbed a few grapes and left. Her father - secretly - loved her and didn't mind her doing this. She looked around and saw another demigod in front of Kronos's tent. She smiled. Suddenly she froze and felt a monster go near her fathers tent. She turned around and poof glittering dust was everywhere. She smiled and walked over to pick the knife she'd thrown to kill the monster in one go, "Never mess with Destruction and his daughter Death," she snarled at the rest of the monsters who started to crowd around her.

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CREATED BY EMILY (SERENDIPITY *) @ ATF.

Last edited by Skye, on Tue Jul 17, 2012 1:20 am; edited 7 times in total

Evil, Twisted and Scandalous [Skye] Cropforskye

white lace and promises,

a kiss for luck and we're on our way we've only begun before the rising sun we fly bo many roads to choose we start out walking and learn to run and yes! we've just begun sharin' horizons that are new to us watchin' the signs along the way talkin' it over just the two of us workin' together day to day, together and when the evening comes we smile so much of life ahead we'll find a place where there's room to grow and yes! we've just begun ---------------------------------------

Denica had been lounging around Kronos' camp since that one fateful day... Oh, you mean to tell me you hadn't heard? Denica had flaunted her story to everyone she came across at this camp. 'Oh, yeah, that was me. I'm the one that released those manticore into that wretched Camp Half-Blood,' she would say, her ever present grin plastered on her face, but more evil, her shoulders slightly more back, her spine straight. This was not the Denica people once knew. Sure, she was a troublemaker, but she had not done something to this scale. It was a little frightening, to think the girl who stole things stole people's lives too. She had transformed into a monster, a monster who was proud of her selfish, impure acts.
Denica was hanging around the large bonfire near the main tents, keeping her palms warm. The nights had become colder, and she wouldn't die so fast. The most beautiful girl Denica had ever seen walked into a tent, and upon reading the name at the top of the tent, she froze. Perses. If this girl was the daughter of a Titan, she was way out of her league. Even so, her beauty already shot that horse in the face.
Denica kept a steady eye on the young woman, and once she sliced through that monster, she almost wanted to cheer for her. She was magnificent, brilliant, graceful. Denica smiled at the girl, wishing she knew her name. She feared, however, she would dismiss her without a second thought and slice through her in a second.
Against her better judgement, Denica stood up from her place in front of Kronos' tent, and approached the girl. Thank god she had decided to dress nicely. Denica was wearing a tight silk tank top, low cut, fitting well, and around that, a comfortable dark blue sweter, tight as her shirt, but also bringing out her deep blue eyes. Denica was wearing short shorts, as all girls were wearing this time of summer. Denica accompanied her outfit with her sword, and engraved scabbard, and attractive high heels that complimented her toned body. To put it frankly, Denica looked... Sexy. Frightening, but sexy nonetheless.
"My name is Denica. It's a true pleasure to meet you. And who might you be?" Denica inquired. She was entranced by the girl in front of her, everything from her eyes to her hair, to the way she stood her ground. It was amazing.

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Subject: Re: Evil, Twisted and Scandalous [Skye] Mon Jul 16, 2012 1:21 pm

little bribes ,

You said that all these things You’ve learned to ignore The hidden cameras on the casino floor And what gets paid for behind hotel doors Oh come on Pretend every slot machine is a robot Amputee waving hello The people stare into their eyes And they feed them little bribes And then they go

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Azrael turned around to a girl and smiled shortly. She wasn't interested in friends however beautiful the girl may be. She'd been staring at her and it annoyed Azrael, Azrael, daughter of Perses," she said tartly before turning away to get out of her armour. It was getting uncomfortable. Turning away she changed her mind and whistled. Devilish Empousai showed up and began taking off her armour to reveal a t-shirt that stopped not far under her breasts. It would normally end just above the navel but Azrael's chest made that impossible. It showed off her sleek midsection to her shorts which were a soft lemon yellow that complemented her sunkissed skin perfectly. Another Empousai appeared with beach platforms and Azrael slid her feet into them and dismissed them, "Getting out of my armour seems to be much harder in that wretched camp," she muttered to herself and continued walking back to her tent. The other girl was pretty but didn't really interest her. Azrael had a vague memory of the girl but that usually meant she didn't care enough to ask that persons name.

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CREATED BY EMILY (SERENDIPITY *) @ ATF.

Subject: Re: Evil, Twisted and Scandalous [Skye] Tue Jul 17, 2012 10:07 am

white lace and promises,

a kiss for luck and we're on our way we've only begun before the rising sun we fly bo many roads to choose we start out walking and learn to run and yes! we've just begun sharin' horizons that are new to us watchin' the signs along the way talkin' it over just the two of us workin' together day to day, together and when the evening comes we smile so much of life ahead we'll find a place where there's room to grow and yes! we've just begun ---------------------------------------

Denica wasn't used to being dismissed so easily. She wanted to be recognized, she wanted people to chase after her. Instead, Denica was tempted to chase after this girl. For some odd reason, she was compelled to. There was something special about her, different. It was a good kind of different, though. She was determined though, to find out what that was. She wouldn't let someone so special get away.
"Wait. Why are you in such a rush? Come relax! After all, soon, we will win this war against those stupid children at that camp." she said, suggesting Azrael should come and sit with her by the fire. She hoped she would agree to this, but seriously doubted it. The girl seemed to not care for much... But she was fierce. She liked girls who were fierce, and could match her strong personality.
Her mind wandered to Jason, and what he had been up to. After she left camp, she hadn't heard much from him. She hadn't heard much about him anyways, but she couldn't help but remember her old boyfriend, the boy she had fallen in love with. The boy who kissed her beneath a waterfall. The one who wrote on the freedom wall with her. The boy who was the first one to actually get inside of her emotions. He had turned her rock solid heart into one that was open to emotion, and actually craved it. Like she craved talking to Azrael. Her beauty was entrancing, her power hypnotizing, almost.
Denica averted her eyes back to the fire, running a hand through her blonde curls. Her hair glided down her shoulders in a rich color, shining against the fire. Her deep blue eyes scanned the area surrounding the fire, realizing for the first time Azrael and her were alone, except from the few monsters that skirted around the edges of the four tents. It was funny, how Denica had once been afraid of these monsters, but now called upon them to help her, to do things for her. She once feared Kronos as well, but she realized there was nothing to fear. After all, he had only wanted the same thing she did.
She had now begun to do as much as she could to help the people here. She had worked for awhile, and she was tiring. Denica had come around to the tents to see if there was anything she could do, and when realizing everything was taken care of, she had taken to relaxing, sitting against a log by the fire.

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Subject: Re: Evil, Twisted and Scandalous [Skye] Tue Jul 17, 2012 3:03 pm

little bribes ,

You said that all these things You’ve learned to ignore The hidden cameras on the casino floor And what gets paid for behind hotel doors Oh come on Pretend every slot machine is a robot Amputee waving hello The people stare into their eyes And they feed them little bribes And then they go

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When Denica spoke about destroying camp, Azrael stopped dead and smiled wickedly, "Maybe you're right," she turned around and flicked her hair back. She snapped her fingers and a goblet was in her hand within and instance. Slowly she sipped the deep red wine inside and moved to sit on the log. She still didn't know Denica's deity parent so she just assumed it was a minor god or titan that didn't matter much. After a quick glance at Denica's face she narrowed her eyes, there was something there but she couldn't quite put her finger on what. There was this...almost a sadness in her eyes. She thought nothing of it and returned her gaze back to the fire and watched the flames. Looking for a pattern but that was the thing about fire. It was unpredictable. Like Azrael. Which is why she was a bit of a pyromaniac. There was nothing she loved more that dipping her sword in oil and setting it alight before killing her enemies. Even now when she looked completely harmless and weaponless, she had many weapons hidden underneath her clothes. Both celestrial bronze and normal human knives that would work well on demigods and - if necessary - mortals.

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CREATED BY EMILY (SERENDIPITY *) @ ATF.

Subject: Re: Evil, Twisted and Scandalous [Skye] Sun Jul 22, 2012 6:49 pm

OOC: LOL! Our posts start from the bottom and go up now that the thread was moved :P

Subject: Re: Evil, Twisted and Scandalous [Skye] Sun Sep 16, 2012 2:09 pm

Omg what is this even

Subject: Re: Evil, Twisted and Scandalous [Skye] Sun Sep 16, 2012 2:16 pm

I dunnoooo...but be ashamed of yourself for not responding for 2 MONTHS.

Subject: Re: Evil, Twisted and Scandalous [Skye] Mon Oct 29, 2012 4:11 am

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Denica nodded. She cleared her mind of Jason, once she glanced at Azrael. She felt entranced again by her. Although, she was sure that this girl thought nothing of her. After all, she wasn't the "daughter of Death" or anything of the sort. She was just Denica, with nothing but a pretty face and a ring that transformed into a sword. Denica shed her sweater, after feeling her body warm up next to the fire. Her white tank top was tight over her toned body, tan from training in the sun all day. Fueled by anger and revenge. The gods had used her, and used everyone else. Why should they still rule?
Denica adjusted her tank top, covering the top of her bra again. The tank top was small on her, so she had to constantly readjust the straps.
"Are you attached to someone right now? Like, do you have a boyfriend or girlfriend?" Denica asked, glancing back to the fire, no longer staring at Azrael. She was very intense, very serious. She couldn't imagine her loving anyone, or even kissing anyone. (Although Denica had a burning sensation to do it herself.) If she did have one, Denica decided she would back off. If she didn't, she decided she wouldn't. After all, one of Denica's best skills was persuasion.
Denica snapped her fingers at a monster that was passing the fire. He handed her a goblet similar to Azrael's. She sipped the red wine, immediately having a very warm feeling spread through her, different from the fire, and less strong than the one Denica got when looking at Azrael.
"Delightful," she commented.

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