Monster Bash

Trent

OCC: :D

IC: I begin to feel somewhat uneasy about being alone with her holding that dagger like that. Gulping down slightly, I answer "Well it's a combination of things I suppose. I always felt the craving to do something different with my life then the usual stuff. And I like horror films alot so I thought that coming to Transylvania would be nice for a thrill."

Elizabeta continued to spin the dagger on her fingers as she listened to me. The room we were in was making me somewhat nervous with all of the weapons covering the walls. Plus being around Elizabeta this closely was sending a feeling of both fear and lust through my body. How could someone be so creepy yet so beautiful?

I continued to talk "Tell me Ms. Elizabeta, what do you and the others here do for fun?" I was both intrigued and afraid of what her answer could possibly be.
 
Elizabeta

Elizabeta watched with Trent with growing interest. It was obvious he was nervous, she could hear his heart beating faster. Smiling serenely, she place the dagger back into its place on the wall. "There are many things to do here. We have an extensive library, and many windows providing magnificent views ideal for painting. Our stable has some of the finest horses in the area and there is an abundant supply of prey for hunting nearby."

Walking to the sidboard and pouring two glasses of wine, she handed one to Trent. Seeing him eye it suspiciously, she laughed, "Relax Mr. Jenkins, it is not of Lord Drago's stock." Raising her own glass as if to prove her point, Elizabeta tipped her head in salute. "There is much history within these walls. It is said, if you will only listen, they will share their secrets."

Mentally, she whispered to him, "What are your secrets, Mr. Jensen?" Out loud, she asked, "Would you like to see the gardens? They are beautiful this time of year and have a sad little love story entwined about them. Shall we?"
 
Trent

I flinch slightly at the sound of a voice inside my head but it quickly leaves me with a feeling of calm. The fear I had for Elizabeta was slightly diminished but I still had some worrys about her and her family. Still, she was being very nice to me so perhaps I could atleast show more feelings of friendship towards her.

Taking a small drink from the wine she had offered me, I gave her a slight smile and told her "Yes, I believe I would enjoy to see the gardens with you." She lead the way out to the gardens as I brought the wine bottle and carried my glass.

Once outside, I slowly took in all of the beauty of the area as she led me along the way. Taking another drink of the wine, I slowly began to feel more relaxed around Elizabeta then I was before. Something about her seemed different to me then it was for her relatives. Being around her in this place just seemed right to me.

For the first time since we left for this trip, I actualy felt... at home. Finishing my glass, I refilled it and offered some to Elizabeta as I asked her "What were you saying about the gardens having a sad love story?"
 
Lord Drago...Hunter of Hunters.... lol

Lord Drago is filled with anger as he walks through the castle. He walks to his armory and as he is making his way there The Countess and Trent are just leaving going elsewhere in the castle. Drago walks in to survey all the weapons hanging on the walls. He finds his fathers suit of armor (think the armor from Bram Stoker's Dracula) and decides that he will wear it for a while. (you want evil well you got it) He grabs a two handed broadsword of its mark on the wall and heads off to have some fun.

Walking outside to his bedroom he sits quietly till dark.


OOC once again I'm sorry for rushing the story I'm trying to let people take their time I guess I will post once a day maybe then you all can play sorry for the inconvience.
 
OOC: I'm sorry about being so rude earlier

thanks kitten eyes for sending me that email it really helped.

Please dont quit the thread because of my ignorance.

Thanks again
Lord Drago Belmonte
 
OOC so what kind of monster do you want to be ravished by Countess DeWinter. LOLlolLOLlol.

I think I'll start a new character.
 
OOC: I'm awfully fond of vampires, so you don't have to start a new character unless you really want to. If you really do, I still prefer a vampire (having just been raped by a pack of werewolves in another thread :)) but any cool monster would be fine. (collapsing with giggles ;))
 
vanessa

im back from the hospital so i can type. one armed, though, I didn't break my arm, my loving boyfriend did...well off to fantasy land in the castle...sorry for being gone so long



p.s. i wanna be a love making soul sucking creature too...ill include her in somewhere if this gets to be a tad boring...not to say it will

IC:
after sitting and drinking a bit of wine, i stood up, i noticed a few people in the room. "if you will excuse me," i nodded to jeeves and blew him a kiss. i was out of the room in a ruffle of clothing and decided to find my absent minded husband. the man was never around, ussually toying with the peasants. peasant girls to be exact. jealousy is not to be toyed with, especially in me. my hair swayed behind me, just barely brushing the freshly scrubbed floors. i had the notion my dear was playing with his 'toys' in the weapons room. maybe we could joust, it was a good idea to invite the guests to stop by here and teach them a few tricks. of course as i rounded the corner, the suit was missing, so i trotted back upstairs. i opened the door to our bedroom. my love was just fighting with himself in the mirror. "mmmmm...chivalry...i like it.." i startled him, i smiled.
his handsome face looked at me in embarassment. i raised my eyebrow in amusment, "love, what are you going to do? pillage a nearby town?" i walked towards him. quickly dismantling his sword from his holster.
 
OOC: so I can be me. HEHEHEHE mwahhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhahahahahaahahah
oh sorry got caried away for a second

IC: Drago removes the armor he had on earlier and puts on a black silk suit and heads out to find Lori (I'm assuming your playing Lori still) He silently makes his way into her room and slowly runs his hands over her body. Her skin is so incredably soft to his touch. He slowly strips to the nude and climbs onto the bed with her. Lori wakes up with a look of fear in her eyes. "Hush now little one I'm not going to hurt you" I say as I stare into her eyes. "your not going to hurt me" she says in a hypnotic trance. Slowly I begin to undress her unbuttoning the buttons on her nightgown slowly feeling ever inch of her luscious flesh.
"ohhhhhh" she moans softly as I start to suck on her nipples. I start to nibble my way down to her pussy. I smell her excitement as I lick her netherlips slowly I penetrate her with my tounge over & over till she explodes into a thunderous orgasm. Then I rise above her positioning my hard shaft at the entrance to her steaming love tunnel and slam my cock into her. Over and Over I slam into her. She moans and screams in pleasure till we are both spent and exausted. She falls asleep on my shoulder. Awhile later I quietly sneak out of her bed redress and just before I leave I softly bite her neck drawing just a little bit of blood. (I just had to taste her blood.)

OOC: I dont know how much troble I'll be in with the wife but oh well.
J/K Lava
 
Oh great I'm really gonna get it now

OOC: Sorry to hear about your arm Lava I wish I really was a vampire I'd bite his head off the lousy prick. Anyway I hope you feel better.
 
Emaleth

OCC: Yay, LDB! May I ask, did you lose it with us?

Additional character:
Emaleth, blonde, 5'2", hazel eyes, very petite, almost girlish. She is from the local villiage and is looking for her brother.

IC: Emaleth wandered through the forest surrounding the castle. Her brother had come here days ago, muttering about "the demon". He had not been seen since. The chill in the air caused her to pull her thin shawl tighter around her shoulders. She had always felt drawn to the castle. Her whole life, she had dreams, wild dreams, of blue eyes and long burgundy hair. Dreams of whispers and howls. Dreams of blood. Rather than scare her, the dreams had always arroused her. She would often wake up, panting with a dampness between her legs.
 
vanessa

um i believe my post was forgotten oh well HUBBY DEAREST..j/k ill pretend i didnt go to your room...
 
OOC: I think I was Posting at the same time as you were WIFEY DEAR but thats ok.

Are there any other people wanting to be monsters or are me and wifey and wolfey it?
 
lol

(dont mock ME! lol, j/k and don't sas me boy i outrank you in experience, im not just experienced or really experienced IM REALLY REALLY EXPERIENCED...lmmfao...j/k don't take me seriously. and i think we are teh only ones. and continue your affair with her, you'll get punished later...)
 
me punished...it is to laugh hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha...

any way I plan to kill someone soon any way I just haven't decided who just yet.

and I saw the looks you were giving jeeves. lololololololol
otflmmfao
 
Elizabeta

Leading the way over to a stone bench, Elizabeta sat down and motioned for Trent to do likewise. "Centuries ago, not long after the castle was built, it was occupied by a great lord. He was a master in the art of war and a very dangerous advisary. It was the habit of that time for the nobility to takes guests, hostages really, to be used to guarantee cooperation from other houses."

"The Lord I spoke of was no exception. He had taken into the castle the daughter of a neighboring baron. She was an exquisite creature, golden and fair, and had a very gentle nature. She was terrified of the Lord and his warlike ways."

"Taken by her sweet beauty, the Lord did everything in his power to win her over. He gave her lavish gifts, covered her in the finest gowns, purchased fantastic baubles, all to no avail. Nothing he gave her seemed to impress her. Finally, one night, in a drunken rage, he took the girl to the top of the tower behind us, and showed her his vast realm. 'All this would be yours!' he shouted. 'I would have given you everything and still you refuse me. Why?' Storming at the girl, she back into the ledge of the window and lost her balance. Struggling to catch her, the Lord tripped and together they feel from the tower."

"As they lay there, broken on the stones, she told him, 'You gave me everything except your heart. You never told me you loved me.' Gasping her last breath, she whispered, 'I love you.' The Lord had the thing he most desired before him all along, but he never asked for it."

Elizabeta sighed and smiled a sad, little smile. "They died right here. It is said that this garden can make even the most unlikely pair fall madly in love, or at least lust anyway." Laughing, she stood and twirled around, throwing her arms wide and her head back. "This is my favorite place in the castle." Taking Trent by the hand, she curtsied and asked him to dance.
 
Jeeves

I had finished cleaning up the mess downstairs. A girl arrives from the village. Her name is Emaleth and she is looking for brother. She resembles the man who attacked Lord Drago earlier. I told her that I did not know where the Lord of the Manor was at the moment. I asked her to wait in the kitchen. I had dinner to prepare and could use the company. I asked her if she wanted to help me make supper and she agreed. I didn't have the heart to tell her, her brother was dead.
 
Emaleth

Greeted by what appeared to be the butler, Emaleth now sat in the kitchen watching as the tall man prepared dinner. In her heart she knew her brother was dead, she had known he would die before he had set out. She had also known his quest would eventually bring her to the castle and had refrained from warning him.

Watching the butler closely, she stood and straighten her skirts. Walking lazily around the kitchen, putting a little sway into her hips, she made small talk. Before long, they were both laughing. Sitting down on a stool and resting her elbows on the table, she rested her chin on her hands. Emaleth new very well that this pose highlighted her small, but pert breasts just right. Looking up at the butler through her ases, she asked, "Who exactly lives here anyway? I mean, you never see anyone coming or going from the castle, yet here you are preparing a large meal."
 
Trent

OOC: Great post with Elizabeta Kitten Eyes.

IC: I was a little surprised by Elizabeta suddenly asking me to dance with her. Her hand felt cool yet at the same time very warm as our skin connected by our touch. Looking up, I saw her beauty stairing back down at me and I knew I was hers at that moment. "I'd be delighted to dance with you" I tell her as I stand up to my feet.

I hold one hand as my other moves to her waist. Our eyes stay locked onto each others as we dance to the music in our heads around the garden area. Her hair moved almost in slow motion around her head with the wind blowing through it. Her beauty, that I had always felt myself to be somewhat aroused by, now seemed to become almost unbearable for me to resist much longer. Her scent was simply incredible for me to take in.

After a few moments of our dancing continued, I stoped us and kept my eyes attached to hers. I could not resist any longer "Elizabeta, I can't help myself." My lips pressed against hers in a deep kiss that put me into a world of pleasure. Her kiss was beyond beyond any description that would do it justice. After a moment of this, I break the kiss then look into her eyes again and feel shame at what I had done. What had I just done with her?

Taking a few steps back from her, I try to explain "I'm... sorry about that... I don't know what came over me." I slowly begin to back away from her with a feeling a shame over me.
 
Elizabeta

OCC: Thank you

IC: Elizabeta twirled through the garden in Trent's arms. Dizzy, she felt herself in the deepest of kisses. As suddenly as it began, it ended and she opened her eyes to see Trent backing away from her, apologizing. Reaching out, she caught him the the hand, "Don't, it is the garden's effect. You have done nothing wrong." Pulling him in close again, she continued the kiss. Deeper it went, threatening to engulf them both.

Unable to stop herself, and not really wanting to anyway, she opened the top few buttons of her dress and opened it, exposing the tops of her breasts. Overcome with desire, she twined her fingers in his hair and pulled his head back, leaving his throat unprotected. Elizabeta felt Trent gasp as she lowered her mouth to the vein in his neck. His tension quickly dissolved as she did nothing more than leave a trail of kisses down to his collarbone.

OCC: Thought she was a vamp, didn't you?
 
Trent

OOC: The thought had crossed my mind.:D

This next post might seem kinda rushed and shorter then I'd like it to be but I'm half asleep so I'm trying my best.;)

IC: I tensed up at her suddenly pulling my head back and going at my neck with her mouth but the sensations of her kisses along my collarbone quickly relaxed me. Any fear I had about Elizabeta was quickly leaving me as her lips worked their little kisses onto me.

She reaches for the bottom of my shirt and pulls it over my head and off my body. Her fingers feel over my chest as she gently kisses every small muscle on my body. Her chest presses up against my belly, causing her partly exposed breasts to rub against my exposed skin. My head just hangs back as she works over my body, sending me into a state of bliss that I never dreamed existed.
 
OOC: Wow nice story Elizabeta :D

IC: Lord Drago strolls quietly through the castle up to the tower (the tower he had lost his love when he stumbled off the edge his love reaching out to save him and together they plunged to her death. I look down to the courtyard and I see Trent and Elizabeta making out like two lovers at their senior prom. Deciding to give the new lovers their privacy I climb down from the tower and make my way towards the kitchen. "I really need to applogize to Jeeves the dear man has been through so much since he's worked for me" I thought. I see that Jeeves has a guest at the counter in the kitchen. I walk up to her and introduce myself "Madam I am Lord Drago Belmonte and you are" I say as I bow to kiss her hand. "Call me Emaleth" she replied.

OOC: ok the balls in your court kitten :D ;)
 
Emaleth

The butler and I were chatting away, well I was doing most of the talking, when I had asked him who exactly lived here. Before the butler could answer me, He walked in. I froze, pinned by the blue eyes I had been seeing in my dreams for years. Graciously, He walked over, kissed my hand and asked me who I was. I was barely able to stammer out, "Emaleth."

Pieces of my dreams that had only been maddening fragments, were now fleshing themsleves out in His presence. A tower, a garden, love and pain, all emerged as if through a fog. The shock of my memories was so sudden, I felt a tear slide down my cheek.
 
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