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postThread table for forum City of Lost Angels - Character Fiction

Oren Itanooren12/10/08 18:25View
Missy12/10/08 22:22View
The backstory of Vulpes.Vulpes12/11/08 01:46View
Erica KesselErica Kessel12/11/08 07:52View
Missy's Story.. a Do-over and another ChapterMissy12/11/08 22:38View
UsrBinPerl12/11/08 23:48View
oren12/11/08 23:57View
Kwekwe's BackstoryKwekwe Karu12/12/08 01:02View
UsrBinPerl12/13/08 00:35View
Eternal SunsetMissy12/13/08 12:19View
Kit Ristow12/14/08 00:01View
ShyMathys12/14/08 00:27View
MasksAlissa12/14/08 00:58View
Lorae12/14/08 01:24View
UsrBinPerl12/14/08 22:07View
Missy's Story Continued..Part 3Missy12/16/08 08:43View
Missy's Story Part 4: Innocence ShatteredMissy12/16/08 18:34View
Missy's Story Part 5: Innocence AnnihilatedMissy12/18/08 17:16View
Small DangersVox12/18/08 21:36View
Saint of The Abyss: Part 1Luciferiel12/19/08 05:21View
Zero....-1Justa Zero12/19/08 17:38View
Zero....1Justa Zero12/19/08 18:26View
Óðr’s Daughter. Chapter I: A Guiding DreamAsil Karu12/20/08 02:39View
Omega To Alphaerinnic12/23/08 16:49View
Her Bloody Tears [-Past Event-]Methias12/23/08 18:09View
Lost Kitsune - A Shattered MindKiera12/25/08 18:51View
Usr's story Part IVUsrBinPerl12/27/08 20:34View
The EssexHeir Maelstrom12/29/08 04:23View
Kwekwe's shameKwekwe Karu12/30/08 18:11View
Joint Round Robin Fic Anyone...?erinnic12/30/08 19:07View
God Was On Her Lips As She Diederinnic01/02/09 23:31View
Love and Betrayal - A New Beginningkessjuliesse01/03/09 13:46View
The Diary of Cody Woodhencodywoodhen01/05/09 21:35View
Missy's Story Part 6: Innocence AbductedMissy01/07/09 06:23View
Cursed BladeYannis_Martynov01/08/09 21:27View
Story Thread: Community Round Robin Ficerinnic01/09/09 23:25View
The demon withinCanly Fargis01/11/09 16:14View
Ziau- CoLA's Very Own CasanovaZiau01/13/09 02:09View
Twisted Attentionserinnic01/21/09 20:34View
Inspiration- music and roleplayZiau01/26/09 08:01View
Compilation! Where were you when it all happened?Ziau01/28/09 09:12View
The Clock Struck MidnightMalice Ashdene01/28/09 22:31View
With Precision- a poem by Kelly Welch A.k.A Ziau Jua.Ziau01/29/09 04:36View
Alisa's dicovery of a new world (character sheet + story)Alisa Draconia01/30/09 19:17View
The Shadow Stepper- Ziau the Enshadowed.Ziau02/01/09 07:26View
Krista Lemon arrives to the streets of Lost AngelsKrista02/03/09 00:09View
Back Story Upto the Excile of Rune.RuneCrimson02/03/09 21:59View
War with the Brood, war with the Coven, and the Pack.Ziau02/07/09 04:11View
-- Halcyon's Backstory --Halcyon Nacht02/08/09 00:22View
Planer/Exonar family (aka, Erinyse, Khalan, Viridian, Cummere, Selena)Cummere Mayo02/08/09 03:53View
Kit's BackstoryKit Ristow02/10/09 18:40View
Eyes in the DarkKeyla02/11/09 09:47View
Surfacing Part ILlyr02/13/09 22:21View
Surfacing Part IILlyr02/13/09 22:35View
Tama-Chan: A Cat's Story (Tamara's background)Tamara02/17/09 07:35View
Project: A map of Post Apocalypse North AmericaTamara02/17/09 19:21View
Dreamtime RevelationsWinter02/19/09 18:08View
Reaver-the echo of the BlackwindAntiZero02/23/09 00:43View
On the Origin of SpeciesTamara02/25/09 22:38View
ConfessionKit Ristow02/26/09 01:39View
Personnel File: Pointe, Zsuzsanna C. (Inactive, Deceased)Su Pointe02/26/09 03:32View
Malice, in a Different Kind of WonderlandMalice Ashdene02/27/09 18:07View
The Dark of InspirationKit Ristow03/01/09 21:42View
Jheric: CrucifiedKayle Ashdene03/03/09 10:53View
It's my lifearsene_Braveheart03/05/09 18:18View
The Tradgedy of the HybridDigital Enigma03/29/09 07:09View
The Sin of Wrathmolly switchblade04/02/09 21:28View
Golden BoyEphran Ehrler04/15/09 06:12View
Story About A GirlAesendria04/24/09 15:34View
Climaxe by Smith and WessonSloan04/28/09 06:19View
My new project ATTENTION Russian Characters!Ziau05/01/09 06:42View
**NSFW** A Typical Tuesday Night for MissyMissy05/06/09 20:48View
Post your profile links!Cortero Landar05/07/09 10:25View
Making Logan SufferAesendria05/12/09 07:09View
Jeanne VarunJeanne Varun05/14/09 08:24View
The Vanguard's True PurposeLogan05/16/09 01:03View
Cortero's Infernal ArmorCortero Landar05/16/09 06:52View
Bookstore SurpriseAesendria05/16/09 23:16View
Post your profile links if you have in-story info in them!Cortero Landar05/18/09 10:33View
PromisesAesendria05/24/09 02:44View
Cyber Evolution Bios, Anur Seda, Cyber Reaper, and Commander of CETheassassin06/08/09 11:28View
Was any of it real?Youko_Giha06/12/09 15:28View
A shift in prioritiesLogan06/17/09 04:21View
Going homeLudvig06/17/09 19:10View
'Ren in Japanoren06/18/09 23:11View
Thelma across the boardThelemaJuliesse06/26/09 15:09View
Pre-fiction: How Kayteear got here.Kayteear07/15/09 16:43View
Story TimeCharissa07/17/09 19:03View
Pack Airship RP.Tai07/27/09 02:49View
My CharacterLilith1308/05/09 22:34View
LilithLilith1308/06/09 09:30View
The Haunter in the DarkShadow08/14/09 21:50View
The Flying HeadsKwekwe Karu08/16/09 16:52View
Why selling coffins is impossible in CoLAZiau08/23/09 04:14View
Paint it red!Ziau08/23/09 07:51View
Young Cowards.Ziau08/23/09 08:28View
Great video for RPers and people passionate about writing.Ziau09/05/09 08:55View
Dux - 264 BCDux09/10/09 18:41View
The Thing at South Gate SanitariumShadow09/15/09 22:09View
♪♫ Do you wanna RP my avatar ♪♫Kayteear09/17/09 14:45View
Jessica's MotherJessica Susser09/21/09 04:19View
Ziau Challenged me to. NSFWChasityDawes09/21/09 07:17View
The Divine Machine.................Theassassin09/21/09 22:29View
I Bleed my Blood for Myself.Ziau09/22/09 22:28View
Cronicle of a deathKayteear09/24/09 01:34View
"Please Allow Me to Introduce Myself"DavidJoshua Artful09/26/09 17:07View
Old Versus NewDigital Enigma09/27/09 20:28View
The Shadowed Order, The Eternal Order, Ordo MachinaTheassassin10/06/09 06:55View
Elamyrath's HistoryElamyrath10/10/09 00:52View
The here, the now, the dead. The Minus.TheMinus Ziskey10/10/09 12:41View
Before bed ritual.Amy Guisse10/17/09 04:13View
Alone?Ike10/18/09 15:34View
IS this High School again?Theassassin10/24/09 12:49View
Sidhe vs DrowOrlok Lectar10/29/09 04:08View
Daddy bluesarsene_Braveheart11/17/09 19:01View
Chronicles of SIEagentlyseria11/22/09 12:27View
The Lady In Black(A Drokan Exile Twisted Love Story)AntiZero11/29/09 06:36View
The growing Darkness.Leirain Koray12/01/09 11:04View
The lycanKayteear12/01/09 16:00View
City of Lost Jackman: The Untold Hollywood BlockbusterAntiZero12/02/09 07:11View
Coming home for christmas ..Kes12/10/09 22:17View
Bunneh Vs. Lich, DBZ styleKarsha Yutani12/14/09 11:59View
A FarewellRoland12/16/09 20:50View
Of Death and RebirthDigital Enigma12/21/09 20:14View
The Story of ReocoReoko Farspire02/06/10 20:47View
Homecoming......... The Story of Orpheus DarkfoldOrpheusDarkfold03/11/10 02:27View
The Story of Orpheus Part 2OrpheusDarkfold03/13/10 23:15View
Who owns who?Kayteear03/22/10 22:03View
Missing the Oceanricercar03/23/10 22:27View
Letter to the editor: Manners in LATink03/25/10 16:58View
Chasity BackstoryChasityDawes06/14/10 19:43View
Something Black and Violent...DavidJoshua Artful06/19/10 22:23View
Doctor Visiterinnic07/12/10 04:26View
Gabby Perdidevacantghost07/19/10 04:42View

postTopic Twisted Attentions

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erinnic***just a piece of character fic i had elsewhere that i thought i'd put up here, something i was mulling but that had no place in actual RP. my char plays nice in city, a little too nice for a vampire some think--so this is her outlet. written at like 3am with no proofreading cause that's how how i roll, g. :P***


Some called it the end of the world, but she really just saw it as the end of the world's congestion. Time like this, after she slinked away from the city with a pale excuse of needing to go to ground, she felt most invigorated shrouded in solitude. There were streets each and every way leading to nothing, dotted with half crumbled buildings forgotten and looming--and each street led further and further away from anyone or anything else. She didn’t take the miles quickly like she had in the beginning. By now the walk was almost necessary, she had to mind the gap between who she was in the city and who she was about to be, bridge it and remember each step carefully so that she may tread back safely come the next nightfall. Lest the mistake return bloody mawed instead of neatly grinning.

She found the building she wanted and reached a hand up to caress the burnt red of the brick, swinging around the corner with fingers digging in slightly, crumbs on her fingers as they left the four neat imprints from the force she hadn’t noticed she was exerting. Her sense of smell seemed to grow stronger constantly, but somehow the thick stank musk of death that perfumed these hallways seemed light on her nostrils as her excitement completely overtook her. The steps to the fourteenth floor--which was actually the thirteenth but the building was old enough that it had been omitted out of bad juju alone--seemed to glide by her and for all intents and purposes very well might have. She had turned after vampires announced themselves to the world; she never learned how to still her heightened motions for the sake of appeasing any crowds. Her eyes didn’t see the peeling yellow of the walls, rust leaking down from unseen metal in years of accumulated disintegration--like a horse bridled she saw only her goal ahead of her. There was a second of abrupt pause as she reached the doorway to the studio space, always remembering to still herself in this moment as she once had not and the door left its hinges entirely in her haste.

And the door had to remain. There had to be a barrier between the outside and the space as she dragged a finger towards the light switch, her claret hued finger flipping it up to reveal the space within. It was almost as if she had transported the room from another place once light shone upon it. There was nothing palatial by any means, but if one word were to describe her den of inequities it would have been…homey. The walls were painted a warm honey with white trim, a kitchen off to one side and very obviously late 20th Century ‘post modern’ décor. In the far western end of the vast room there were draped tapestries with bright ornate patterns cast against them in a myriad of colours. She held out her right arm, keeping it half tight to her body as she pretended to release from her hand an imaginary set of keys to a common resting place they did not exist.

“Honey, I’m home. And I brought you a very special treat.” The only thing that met her voice was the soft noise of music coming from another of the far corners, a slow and electronic beat that once belonged to a famous movie with a famous soundtrack forgotten a few decades and an apocalypse ago. Suddenly the music clicked to a halt and there was a mechanical hiccup as the player switched off between CDs, the system clearly the best in modern sound systems if it were, by chance, still 1998.

Her long lean legs carried her to the tapestries, one hand tucked neatly behind her back with a small bag held there as she peeked inside with avidity dancing in her bloodened eyes. There was a folding chair in this makeshift room within the room, and yet another chair positioned near. The only difference between the two pieces of simple furniture being that one had a jaggedly thin man with shock black hair very, very tightly bound to it. He didn’t open his eyes at her words, but she could already tell by the sound of his heart that he knew she was there. It had been speeding up since she traipsed through the door and try as he might to pretend he wasn’t aware, every nerve in his body was calculating and fearing she would choose to turn her twisted attentions to it.

She found his face first then, snapping her left arm out and grabbing tight with her fingers on each side of his cheeks. She pulled his face forward, the entire chair lifting off the ground just a bit as her fingers dug into his skin. right below his obnoxiously obvious and high cheekbones. She remembered briefly the adoration she had once paid to that face, and decided she somewhat liked this new version even better. Knowing his ruse was up he opened his eyes, staring back at her with anger that burned the normally caramel brown there to an almost black.

“Don’t play games.” She squeezed her right hand tight around the curled up top on the bag she held and a grin contorted her features as if she suddenly recalled the treat there. She ran her tongue absently over her fangs as she tilted her head, auburn tresses tilting with her as they fell against her shoulder. “And don’t ever fucking look at me like that again.” She dropped his face, grabbing the unoccupied chair and spinning it so she sat in it backwards. She leaned over it so that she was close to him and she held the bag between her hands. “In fact, that reminds me of what I brought you.”

She reached inside the bag and pulled out a small object that looked like an intensely bright deflated heart with a green stem. She spun it a bit in her hand, staring at the small thing as it twisted in her hand. “This is the Naga Morich, and it is supposed to be extinct. The necessary nutrients for it to thrive died out on this planet after Wormwood, like many things. Also like many things, someone learned how to bring it back in another dimension connected to this one. A gentleman in Damnation had this for sale, and I was more than happy to buy. It is the hottest pepper in the world; humans have passed out from its intensity on their tongues.” She stared at it and spun it a bit faster, offering a small ‘huh’ from her lips as his eyes grew a bit wider with some sort of unknown understanding that the pain was about to come.

The leap had her atop him with his head hitting the hard floor before he had fully grasped what was happening. Her fingers moved up on the stem just far enough, applied just enough pressure to crush the tiny disheveled heart of a pepper directly into his wide and frightened eyes. Not entirely satisfied yet she snarled and pushed the entire of the pulp into his left socket, the imminent squish blaringly loud in her ears until her laugh replaced it. The eyes struggled to close but his human instinctual instincts acted against him, pushing the searing pain of the act further on him. His pale olive skin burned fire engine red as he struggled and grasped against her, finally leaning his head to one side and lurching in spasms.

She stared down at him bored and disappointed at how quickly his body had succumb to her devices. She moved off him, one leg wobbling a little as a clear indicator to her being thrown off. Erin let one hand run through her hair as she swore to herself silently over and over again, rising on the thick heels of her black boots to full height before stepping away from his convulsing frame and finding the other chair again. Except this time when she sat, she set her back to him.

“I don’t rest. I don’t sleep. I come here. I come to you and I keep you company. Consider yourself fortunate, no? Forever would be very, very long if I didn’t come here for my visits, right? If I didn’t damn my own tired aching, my own hungers and needs?” She turned her head to the side as she asked her barrage of questions, but she couldn’t bring herself to look at him. Things changed so quickly in this room, they always did. As soon as his body quit she found herself hollowed again.

“Tonight something happened. I walked tonight in catacombs, was led on a tour you see. A…sister.” She smirked; the words hadn’t come from her lips yet. Her describing of Erica--this was the first time she had referred to anyone in the family in those words. “She showed some of us around. There was something that was there…something that shook me down into my bones. It was a portal she said led to an abyss…or maybe the abyss? Either way she said it was a horrible place, and I should think myself to not want to go there….

“As soon as she said it, I had to force my own body against leaping into whatever chasm may have existed there. I felt compelled to dive into its centre and find the nightmares that would have embraced and awaited me there. I couldn’t understand what would make me want such a thing."

She shook her head furiously, hair shaking in wild waves around her as her hands found her face and burrowed backwards, pulling the hair back with the sweeping gesture. She stared hard at the ground, speaking at him and knowing that he was hearing her. “I could think only of Sheol. It sounded as if the place she described was just like it, just like the hell that I was forced into for what felt to me hundreds of years.” She shook her head. Never mind if it had only been months here, only a few short months she had been away from the city--it was nightmare overlapped by nightmare for time infinite in the dimension she had been tricked into--pulled into by a shyster of an Angel if ever there were one. Erin had been so blinded in her quest to find those who had killed her daughter, had murdered her Hope--she had been so distracted that she didn’t know what she was following into--she had only been promised to reach the site of the vengeance she had chased for so long now. Instead of a battleground she found a prison in Sheol, one she still didn’t know how she escaped.

“There was no moment I’ve felt more terrifying then those in Sheol, yet when I saw that portal this night the first thing I wanted to do was leap head into it. When I came back into Lost Angels I found kin, I found something that makes sense to me. I have to find a reason why I’m still here when Hope isn’t.” She sneered back towards him still without looking at him, hearing his ragged breathing and knowing he listened still even through his pain. “We both know why -you’re- here…but I feel as if I’ve found reason to be here now. And yet even in this moment of hope, even in finding what feels like family--I wanted to abandon it all and destroy myself….

She stood up then, all grace and lithe even in her agitated state. If she could bring the tears they would have been there, but they had died the same as her heartbeat had long before. She strode over to him and put one foot on each side of his wrecked frame, leaning over at her waist.

“Do you know what Sheol was for me? It was her face. It was my little girl’s face and it was knowing that I failed her and I lost her. Again. And again. And again. For endless amounts of time I was given her briefly only to have her torn away again.” She contorted her body down further in obscene lengths so that her face was near his. There was a hiss between her teeth as she spoke, not holding back the full timbre of her voice as she did.
“And as they did it they told me that I could have her back if I just took their God as mine. They said that I would have heaven and Sheol would cease if I could only just believe and forgive.” Her entire frame shuddered with a single shudder, eyes darting to the bag half emptied next to his head. She reached out for another of the peppers, knowing they had lots of day and hours to cover.

“Do I seem forgiving to you?”		01/21/09 20:34
Missy*Missy shivers...*

Well Erinnic.. I have to confess something. I never once thought you too light for a vampire simply because I think it's smart to be afraid of the person who stalks Ren in the Forums and keeps a diary with Ren's name encircled by hearts. That just screams "psycho-scary devil woman" somehow.

As for this story, now I have yet another reason to fear spicy food other than because it gives me horrible heartburn.

(Seriously though, this was excellently written (as always) and you transported me out of my classroom and into your universe extremely effectively. Thank you. :D)		01/21/09 20:52
erinnicLMAO. my stalking of ren isn't scary....it's understandable. i mean--have you ever talked to her? she's kinda made of irresistable.... <3 <3 <3

and thank you, you know i admire you as a writer so that makes me appreciate your kind words all the more. & i plan to hunt you down next time i need a proofread :P		01/21/09 20:57
MissyHeheh. Yeah.

Ren and I have errr.... chatted before. And it's always the I'm-on-the-edge-of-my-seat-the-whole-time, blotting-my-damp-palms-on-my-thighs types of experience. There are a couple of people in CoLA where that is always the case and she is one of them. Which only reinforces my previous statements earlier in this thread, btw.

As for proofreading, sure! Happy to.

And seeing how no one has yet read the latest Missy backstory installment (which I posted ages ago), I've put my own writing on hold, for the moment so I may even have some time.

:P		01/22/09 17:58
orenI could have swore I commented on this story... I guess Erin and I just spoke about it in IMs in game. I love it. Leave it too Erin to bring a million Scoville unit pepper into a torture scene. It's one of the most creative things I've seen. As far as the rest of the comments here... I'm flattered. Confused, but flattered. I'm not special, I'm just me, and Missy and Erin, you're a couple of my favorite people and absolutely a couple of my favorite writers. We need to gang up on Shyann and get her to post some writing on here, she's also amazing.01/22/09 18:22
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