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Dabbling in the art of destruction...

Chaos calls to me in sweet hushed whispers, like the soft roar of waves kissing the shores. I cannot escape the lure of insanity that draws us closer and drowns me into the depths of uncertainty. I’m floundering in your mystery, grasping at thin air for the weakness that possesses you beneath that wall of pride. Do I dare delve into these uncharted waters And risk drowning for the sake of vanity?

How

       could

                      I

                             resist?

Hyorin bowed her head apologetically at the figure in front of her. She was lost in the city to say the very least and she really needed to something to drink, thanks to walking all day trying to find a place to stay. She glanced up at the tall male again, as the dark aura surrounding the other started to bother her slightly. But she had learned to push those thoughts deep within her by now. The young demigoddess offered him a small smile. "I apologize for disturbing you, but I am slightly lost..and really thirsty. Can I have something to..erm..drink?"

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René gazes back at the willowy looking woman at his door for a moment, quite struck by her visuals. She looks… old. Not in the sense of her age, but her features remind him of women from a time he is more comfortable with. Their beauty was in their subtle simplicities, their smooth lines, their clear faces. Women now kohl their eyes and paint their lips like common street walkers, but before him was a rare beauty. 

"Enchanté" he says softly, bobbing his head in a greeting bow, before he gazes up at her again. "Can I help you with something?" He asks calmly, softly, so he did not sound put out. 

Hyorin woke up with a small smile on her lips, which was a rare thing for the young demigoddess. Her nightmares usually gave her sleepless nights and as a result she rarely ever woke up with a smile. But since leaving Bansin, her visions had lessened considerably as she stayed holed up in Damon’s apartment working on her paintings.

She changed her clothes and brushed her teeth and walked into the kitchen only to find Damon busy preparing breakfast. He had been taking care of her more he ought to and the demigoddess was at a loss on how to repay him back for the kindness. Without another thought, she wrapped her arms around him resting her face against his chest. "Do I need a reason? I just..thank you.."

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Ever since Hyorin had come to stay with him, Damon had started getting in the habit of making breakfast every morning— not just because he wanted to seem like a good host, but because he needed to start eating healthier himself. He’s standing over the stove, finishing up with the scrambled eggs and bacon when he hears the bedroom door open and close, and he smiles to himself as he continues. It’s only another few minutes before the plates are done and set at the table. Damon then decides to clean while he waits, because he knows she’ll be out in a minute or two. 

He’s just set the pans in the sink for later washing when a small body hits him and a face presses into his chest. For a moment, Damon is caught off guard, disoriented and perplexed until he looks down and sees the familiar brunette head. And he smiles, his arms folding around her as the smile lifts his expression. 

"What’s this for?"

{ moroschild }

Hyorin stared at the male as he spoke. “Fun?” She repeated the word as if she had never heard it before. She had been staying indoor lately away from people and as much as she hated to admit it, she craved company even though was scared of invading visions. And her companion seemed so ecstatic at the idea which made her even more curious. "Okay.." She replied rather feebly, there was a ring of unsureness in her voice as she continued. "..but if  my visions start, I will leave. Okay?"

"Care to join me?"

21. (NSFW) Going to a strip club

"A strip club? Why would I meet you in a strip club? Rome, is this some new prank?" Hyorin could do nothing but stare at her old classmate trying to figure out whether he was joking around as usual or being serious as he suggested they go to a strip club.

Hyorin didn't realize what she was doing until he mentioned it. She quickly pulled her hand away, clearly flustered. "I apologize. I didn't mean to intrude..I just..I was just curious.." She dipped her head slightly in an apologetic bow before looking back up at the child of Ares. "Did you kill that lycan, then?"

"How'd you get this?"

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"Why you be tracing people’s scar when they are in the midst of changing?" He laughed, turning to look at her as she traced five jagged scars running down his back that were more obvious that the others scattered around. "Well.. That one? Fighting with a lycan."

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A scoff falls from parted lips and cheeks hint the vague color of embarrassment. “I’m really…” He swallows, mouth dry as sparks indeed dance across his skin (but not because he’s trying to be cool, just because Nathan has no clue how to control his God given powers (pun intended) when he’s flustered), “not that cool.”

… He’d like to believe that doesn’t make him any less of a good friend, however. That is, until you’re on his hitlist.

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 She awakened from her opium dreams with her body still                                        ｒｅｓｔｌｅｓｓ. 

❝ I’m sorry . . I forgot to mention one of the reasons I hunt your kind. You’re much too ugly not to be taken out of your misery. ❞ A succubus witch with a case of amnesia, tasked to hunt angelic forces & other petty things. Ceaselessly she slaughters, her armor of ivory skin threaded with ichor and fangs like daggers that inject poison. A queen with no crown—she’s hell on heels.

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park mina. bae kahi. 33. dealer.

                        whether it’s her body or a product—she has been brought up to sell in this crooked world just to provide for her only family member. there is a small part of her that wishes there was more; but there’s another part that is just fine with one. she tells herself that the burden is less to bear. lies, of course, but that’s exactly what keeps people like her afloat.                        her mind is cracked, with thoughts of anger and fits of violence, she is not exactly sure how long it will take until she finally cracks. her niece, way past the breaking point, is subconsciously helping kahi let go of the world (i.e. religion, morals, etc); what’s the point of it all. she’s dying to give in to her bloody obsession.

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-- the underground is his home, and debauchery is what he strives for.

he is a contagion, designed to ruin you from the inside out. he is dashing and suave, his touch gentle; and yet at the smallest sign of submission he will strike.

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                         One bright day in the middle of the night,                          Two dead boys got up to fight.                          Back to back they faced each other,                          Drew their swords and shot each other.                          A deaf policeman heard the noise,                           He came and killed those two dead boys.

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"Care to join me?"

21. (NSFW) Going to a strip club

"A strip club? Why would I meet you in a strip club? Rome, is this some new prank?" Hyorin could do nothing but stare at her old classmate trying to figure out whether he was joking around as usual or being serious as he suggested they go to a strip club.

Send me "Care to join me?" and I'll generate a number and my character will react to yours asking them to join them in...

Mix of fluff, angst, and NSFW.

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