Deadtown

[Lacewing]

"Raven seems fitting, good name" Rachel shrugged and looked at the other girl "Even as half of whatever you can have a name. Just for something to think of yourself as. Just choose something you like ya know?" she grins and shrugs "But then it's not much matter to me. Though" and she turns goes and picks up her note pad "perhaps I could do something for you then? If only as a gift for talking to me like a normal person. Since I've been here that seems to be a rare gift."

 

[BadForm]

She

I shook my head. "You really don't get it, do you pus-blood? Name myself after something I like? Shit, I aint ever seen anything I like. Everything around here is dirt and scum, walking or not. Everything out there in Far-city is dirt and scum. Only difference is at least some of us know what we are down here. And as to me, with what I am, I was born that way. There's only been one thing I've ever liked and that's leech-boy here and that's just cos of the weird-assed fog that passed through this place last night. Besides, if you think I'm gonna call myself leech-boy, you got another think coming."

This one was naive, but in that she was sweet too. Something had to be wrong with me, because firstly I'd found a person I liked, and now I'd found someone else who intrigued me. Previously, neither adjective would have fit anyone. People bored, angered and made me hate them, sure, but never had there been any kind of fascination.

"Look, if you really got to have a name for me, there's some just call me She or her. As in an article in a Far-city rag, 'She who must be obeyed,' or the word around the deadheads on my turf, 'watch out for her, she's nasty.' And yeah, mebbe you can do something for me. Leather, hard. I never thought styles before, so what do you think would fit and..." I cast a cruel stare at the leech I'd been spending time with. "How about something for the leech too? Matchin' mebbe, since neither of us seem to match any of the other assholes round here. You know, like Hiss and Hearse."

Oh good god, now I was making jokes. What had happened to me in that fog, I wondered.


OOC: Just realised, others moved it on to the next day, ray - guess we stuck together or something...

 

[Lacewing]

"Matching eh?" Rachel grinned, she liked these two. They didn't seem like the others. At least... not as much. She still smelled death and heard the vioces following them of the ones they killed.

But at least they weren't going around reveling in it and scaring poeple half to death. No false hopes.

She took up her notebook and started sketching. Coming out with a 'style' that was part something she remembered seeing in a program on the bondage and domination and part something from the old hell's angels and a touch of her own flare. She showed the sketches quite proud of the look. Practical, stylish and no one would likely mistake them for anything but hard core trouble.

Which she had a feeling would rather suite their personalities.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Izabella

I set down my drink and smiled, "Well time for me to depart this crowd and get home. I noticed you are living in the vacant building across the street from me, Perhaps drinks tomorrow night? Figure out whats going on around here?" I nodded and said good bye.
Walking through the crowded dance floor, I found Zee and slid up infront of him. Smiling, I wrapped my arms up around his neck, ignoring the assembled females around him.
"It's time for me to get home Zee, Congrats on the club, and I'll be seein' you soon hmm?" Half grin and a wink later I was moving back out the door.
Climbing into my car, I sat for a moment, wondering just what was up with this mysterious fog? Someone controlling it? Was it living or in this case nonliving? Shrugging, I started my engine and flipped around into the street.
Heading for home, I dodged fighting ware's and pissy zombies, turning the corner and heading at a faster speed for my towers. Something caught my eye out of the corner and I braked, sliding to a stop.
"No, I'm seeing things.." Wasn't I? I glanced over my shoulder and shook my head. "Nope, I wasnt." Throwing the car into reverse, I speed backwards up the street and screeched to a halt before the old building.
Opening the door, I stepped out, eyes narrowed slightly.
"Squatters in my building... how quaint, and what do ya know.. no law in dead town. So how do I deal with you three?" I stood in the door way, leaning nonchalantly against the door frame. Eyeing up and down the breed, the thing, and the new zombie.

 

[BadForm]

She

I looked up as the blueblood leech entered. So, this place hadn't been abandoned by one of the rich humans fleeing Deadtown? This had been abandoned by a leech who still lived here. Whatever her stated ownership, she had certainly not bothered about it for many years. Even after the pus-blood had done some cleaning, filth still clung to every surface and the counter beneath my hand was part-way rotten. I slammed my hand down on the edge of it, a move calculated to smash off a long shard of wood that I saw cracked from the main surface.

"Hows about you let the pus-blood open a shop here and don't charge her no rent?" I said, cocking an eyebrow as I held the makeshift stake in one hand. "I mean look at this. All I did was lean on it and it feel apart. Aint like you even keep this place going enough to stay standing much longer, is it Lady Leech?"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Izabella

"Ooh your temper is so vile IT.. shut up a minute." I walked around the building, "It does not matter what I do with this town, it can all rot away for all I care, but I DO own it. As I said before Miss She.. You own the alley's I own ninety-five percent of this hell hole."
I walked over and leaned against the counter, "This is cozy.. So what kind of shop are you opening up in here before I say yes or no?" I glared at She, daring her to make me kill her. I was in no mood for her attitude. I whispered to her, "You really need laid girl friend, you are becoming down right onery in your old age.." I chuckled and waited, "Is the Zombie afraid of me or something?" I glanced around at everyone, waiting for some kind of responce.

 

[BadForm]

She

This one was dangerous. She wasn't one of the lowlife suckers I who normally haunted my turf. For one thing, she had the brains to stay away most of the time. And she kept herself in good condition. I could still take her, I was sure. Well, relatively sure and if she killed me that wouldn't be so bad either. But right now, it was best to wait.

"Pus-blood here's opening a clothes store. She was just pulling something together for Leech-boy and me. If it's clothes you want, then I reckon you might have found your tailor... Go ahead, pus-blood, show her your uptown dresses."

 

[Sweetp4u]

Izabella

"Clothes? Oooooh I love clothes.." I grabbed the sketch pad and went over the designs.
"Hmm Not bad at all.. So Miss new comer, can you design me some leathers to my specifications?" I turned to glance at She and saw her glaring at me.
"Oh stop with the sour face, I know you want me.." I chuckled a moment at her look at that and went on, "I dont care for rent, I have more money that I will ever need in a million lifetimes.. But I am interested in attracking the 'living' to this hell hole on earth.. So tell me Miss Zombie, whats it worth to you?"
I moved away fromt he sketch book over to the breed.
"Oh you are yummy looking, what's your name stranger?" I turned around again, glancing around the building.
"I can hire rebuilders and restore this place, even fund your little operation, no strings attached other than you design and make my clothing for as long as I need you to..And you come to my place three times a week to train.. I won't invest my time, money and energy into a weakling who can not defend herself if a pack of flea ridden muts come in this place and decide you look good enough to eat.. and I dont mean in a nice way.."
I leaned against the window ledge near the breed as I watched the Zombie take all this in.
"So? I don't got all day here Missy.. Whats the word?" I winked at She again and gave her a sassy little look. I loved teasing that girl.

 

[nightray]

Raven

I watch as the new vampire walks in calling use squatters. I shake my head slowly not feeling like getting in the medal of it unless a real fight brakes out then I would jump in I could never resist a good fight. I look at this Izabella person up and down liking what I see.

I move away form her she maybe a looker but theirs just something about her that rubs me the rung way. I smile at the mention of mutts casing trouble. I move behind she and put my arms around her from behind and I say “irritating isn’t she.” A cocky smile coming to my lips as I look at Izabella.

 

[BadForm]

She

I knew I was being played, and I didn't give a damn. If the blueblood leech didn't quit she was going to be swallowing a stake, or she would have to put me down for good. We'd tussled verbally before, and I was getting sick of it. Still, there was one thing that might make her unwelcome here.

"Pus-blood, you wanna hear what your wannabe landlady is telling you. She needs the living to come here, not cos it's boring without, but 'cos she wants a local source of meet. She's a leech, pus-blood, and she thinks with her teeth. You wanna strike that deal with the devil, or you really mean what you were saying about being sick of how the deadheads round here treat people?"

I heard leech-boy's comment and laughed sarcastically. "Yeah, irritating like a blister in the twat!"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Izabella

I turned looking She up and down with a very irriated look, "You really dont want to piss me off, I've made my offer this is how it stands. Either leave or agree. And for your information IT, I do not think with my teeth, but with my mind." I smiled sweetly as I pushed off from the wall, shrugging my shoulders as I wandered the room.
"This place needs life not fear, this place needs living more so than dead. And as you know, us Vampires, do not need to kill to live. Do not need human blood to live neither. You should do your research She. The warewolves make it harder to live here, daily they destory more and more. I think it would bennefit us all if they were taken care of first." I ran a finger along the counter, wiping up the dust in it's trail.
"Oh and Zombie girl, trusting anyone isnt wise.. Even the freak over there. She's just as vile as the rest of us are." I chuckled, "She would rape your ass before cutting you into tiny pieces. Dont mistake her or me for having a heart. But! We do have brains, dont we she?" My steady gaze met her's for a moment, ignoring those around us.
"Verbal bantering is getting very old and boring, let's try and act our ages here. There isn't much keeping me in this shit hole, Infact I could leave at anytime..... Once I bring in a demolitions expert and destroy this place.. If I was to demolish all I own in this town, wouldn't be much left of it.. Not like there is now anyways." I turned walking to the door, "I will be in my towers, you know the place.. Only place is this god for saken hell hole that's in one piece and brightly lit up.... Make your choice Missy. Leave or take the deal, but do let me know before midnight tomorrow.... I have.. Plans.. That need to be executed.." I walked out the door and climbed into my car. Putting it in gear and letting down the brake, I drove off. Two more turns and into my garage. I hit the remote and locked up my building tightly behind me. Exiting the car, I went up into my training room to work off some steam.

 

[BadForm]

She

I watched her leave. Why hadn't I killed her while I had the chance? I was becoming more and more certain that something in the fog had changed me somehow, done something to my normal fire and passion and so weakened me. In Deadtown you didn't want to be weak. Pus-blood had watched the whole harranging match without saying a word and seemed nervous. In time, she would learn the way this place worked.

"You know, she is right. She's being truthful, just not honest. Leeches can live off cow blood or anything else, but there aint any here who want to - including her. She just killed someone to feed tonight, I could smell the stink of blood on her breath. Damn leeches never realise just how sickening they stink to anyone who can smell. One of them told me once, just before I killed him, that he fed on people 'cos it was like drinking champagne instead of piss."

I shrugged, as if to show that whatever their reasons, it was all the same to me. They were still dirty blood-sucking psychos.

"An' she's right about me too. Difference is, I don't pretend to be anything other than what I am. I'm dirt and I know it. One of these days I'm gonna try to take on a dog or a sucker and they're gonna get the jump on me, an' all that'll mean is there's one less piece of shit to keep this place filthy."

I sighed as I reflected on one of the worst things about life in my opinion.

"Everyone's dirt, pus-blood. Everyone. Her, me, leech-boy, you, the deadheads and the Far-city slobs. Everyone. You know how I know it? I've lived here and I know what this place is an' I know Far-city knows what this place is too. All they gotta do is firebomb the place off the map, 'cos there aint nothing worth saving. But they won't do it, cos they like to have us here. Makes them feel good to think 'we're not like them,' but if anythin' that makes them worse. Ah, what the hell, I'm prolly boring you to death."

 

[Lacewing]

She'd been thinking hard the entire time, the second offer she'd been given by a local and it seemed she owned the biulding she hoped to use as a front.

That so sucked and not in a vampiric way.

"I know what you are She, I know what she is too. I could see the death around her quite strongly." Rachel sat down on the ground and sighed leaning against the wall. "Sheesh.. everyone's so nuts you know? And you're right about them and us. Nothing worth saving."

Rachel banged her head against the wall behind her and sighed "Her deal seemed better than the demon's. I didn't like his silly attatude. This place is close enough to the far city to likely attract costomers, but hopefully I can do my best to keep them for coming.

I'm not in this to make money. Just.. something to do."

She closed her eyes and not for the first time wished she could cry her fustration. "I guess. were the hell is her tower? She left before I could make up my mind. I wasn't the fastest thinker even when I was alive" she grins lopsidedly, "Death seems to be a part of this world, no way any of us can escape it. Even those of us that are already dead, I just want to make the most of what time I have. And hopefully do something.. Useful I don't care if I'm remembered or forgotten. But.. maybe I can change just this little part of this place. Atract were's and zombies not so interested in killing maybe? I mean.. that family asking for the jackets this even didn't.. stink so much of death you know?"

 

[BadForm]

She

I looked at her with a wry smile. "So, you're really gonna strike a deal with the devil eh? Well, her place aint that close to here. Like you can guess, she hangs in the nicer areas of Deadtown. I can show you the way there, but don't have any transport to get you there. You up for an hours walk or so?"

 

[Lacewing]

"Thing is.. I don't have a chioce. Even if I find a place she doesn't own, and can take it over, then eventually I'll be consistered free game without a backer. Some might 'back' me only to use me and all she wants is a couple outfits. Better than the demon's offer." she shrugs "I don't see much choice She"

 

[nightray]

Raven

I smile as she says she will show her the way. I say “well I live near there I bout and refurnished an old where house. To bad I can’t fit both of you on my bike.” I smile mischifisly. “Let me go get my bike and I’ll walk with you to nothing ells to do rely.” I shrug as I pivot and walk out the door heading to the club where my bike is parked.

I fined it seronded by mutts. I sneer at them and say “get away from my wheals you flea bags.” I pole my sword lessoning to them growl to them selves looking at the club then they move off not wonting to get on the bad side of the demon. I smile and sheath my sword. I walk over to my bike putting it in to neutral and walk it back to where the girls are waiting.

 

[BadForm]

She

"Come on then," I say, smiling with ill humor at our little group, a half-vamp, a zombie who lives without eating the flesh most need to survive, and a suicidal sucker-bitch mongrel. Just three companions out for an evening stroll. Nothing special about us, at least not for this hole.

The walk is relatively peaceful. A couple of mutts think they can start something until they find out what a sword and silver dagger taste like. One or two of the human deadbeats see two beautiful women and consider making a move on us, until they recognize me, or get scared by leech-boy. Then, eventually we are there. Nicest highrise in the whole area.

"This is it," I say, making an idle gesture. "Don't reckon we're getting past the gateguards without a fight though."

 

[Lacewing]

Rachel nodded and she and She waited on the curb for Raven, the zombie left the broom in the biulding. Too bad she couldn't find a place were no one owned it. But then as she stated before. Without some sort of backing then she'd be open game for whichever scumbag that wanted to take advantage of the little zombie girl.

She sighed and wished she could just go to sleep and forget a few hours. But then the closes she coudl come to that was drown int eh vioces of the dead. While reguvinating hearing alot of depressing stories tended to be a real downer.

After walking awhile they reached the twoer. She looked up and lisened to She talk about getting past guard "Shouldn't we.. just ask you know? I can tell them she wanted to talk to me"

 

[BadForm]

She

I frowned. Why had I though, first and foremost, of killing the guard? That was worrying. Murder was always on my mind, of course, as mostly that meant getting rid of scum, but why here? It wasn't the first thing on her mind most of the time, just something there. That fog had changed her, and not for the better. The way it had stripped the bones from someone who had had sex in it, perhaps that had done something to her own urges.

She turned to the pus-blood with a frown. "You're right. Let's go. And you do the talking."

 

[The GrandMage]

Zernandil

OOC: ......oh, it's not worth it.

IC:

He glanced over as she left, and shrugged, continuing on his quest to the DJ Booth. The music slowly stopped, and his voice came out over the club. "Hello everyone, I'd like to welcome you all to Deadcity's newest and only nightclub, 'The Mists'. I'd like to thank those people from Far-City for joining us, tell you friends! Anyway, I'm sure you've all heard about the fog rolling around town, and yes, it is all a big publicity stunt. BY now!"

He left the booth, adjusting his coat as music started again. Everyone moved on, unabl;e to tell that he was lying. For his kind, it was easy and natural. He had a suspicion as to what the fog was, and he didn't like it. He went over to the bar where he'd seen Iz sitting and talking, and sat down, taking down a shot of vodka as he looked at Steel.

"Hello. Hope you're enjoying my fine establishment. I'm Zernandil, the incubus of this here rathole. What's your name, and have you seen the fog?"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Izabella

I heard the intercom button buzz annoyingly in my ear.
"Right on time.." I moved to the elevator and rode it down to the ground level. Walking to the door I pulled it open and stopped short.
"Well hell you aren't the pizza delivery guys.." I smiled sweetly, "Can I help you three?" I leaned against the doorway and watched. They all did not look content to be here, and I wondered why? It isn't like I ever hurt any of them.

 

[Lacewing]

"I desided to take your offer for use of the biulding" Rachel shrugged "Rachel, no real need for a last name consistering I'm leagly dead"

She kept her face strait emotionaless, which was actually a real assestment of her feelings right now. She oddly didn't feel anything. She consistered the deals she was offered and found this to be the only one half desent. Without strings. Or at elast, without the most strings.

She held out her hand polightly though she really didn't wish to touch the vampire. Too many deaths hung closely around her like a curtain.


OOC: For anyone that hasn't noticed, Rachel isn't your usual brain sucking zombie, there are other kinds that show up in many books and stories. THe thing I read didn't use a pasific type so I desided to use one of the many other types I knew of. (I've a boyfriend who's nuts for zombies. Who knows I don't ask, so learning about them was self defence) Hell some don't even know they are dead and go one like normal poeple.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Izabella

I shook her hand and smiled, "There that wasn't so bad. I will be in touch with you on when to begin your training to defend yourself. Welcome to the neighborhood, oh and above the main room you were cleaning is an old apartment complex. Pick any room you like, hell tear down walls and make a penthouse like this one." I smiled opening the door, "Would you like to come in for a coke? Yes, all three of you. Don't worry I won't bite." I stood aside to see if they would enter or if they were too frightened.
"Oh and I will contract builders and repair men tomorrow, along with some friends to bring in some clothing materials.. I gotta admit, I got this thing for leather and velvet. Got some really good ideas.. I just can't draw worth a shit, never did learn how to sow." I started walking towards my elevator.
"Going up?"

 

[ARaynes]

Steel

Steel sat on the barstool. She was just about to call Cassandra over when Izabelle out of the blue decided to leave.

Leaning back, she said, "Bye, may we meet again." And continued to watch. Hopefully Cassandra would see her soon.

Not soon after Izabelle left her friend came to sit next to her. "My name is Steel. Yes, I have seen the fog. Not your friendly average american blocker either is it? You seem to know a great deal of it."

She glanced at him, noting little things about him for later use. "It isn't under your control is it?" She winked and took back to watching Cas.

 

[Lacewing]

The zombie shrugged, she didn't have hardly any blood to start with so Rachel headed in with the vampire letting her companions deside for themselves weather they wanted to see the pent house or leave.

At least she wouldn't have to clean so much. Though it was kind of relaxing