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Angel Vicky
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STATUS: Sorry all. Recovering from a shoulder injury so can't type very well ATM. 2 yrs ago
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Sorry all. Recovering from a shoulder injury so can't type very well ATM.
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Power Rangers MXF 1x1 anyone?
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New Wow expansion is out, expect posting to be slower this week XD
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Jason David Frank, my first ever childhood crush. I will miss you. Such an inspiration to so many of us 90s kids. </3
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You don't eat, Lord Wraith???
Bio
~Angel Vicky~
Been a member of the old Roleplayer Guild since 2012 - I tend to do more Advanced. My favourite lore is Angelic (you probably couldnt tell by my name!), medieval, Ancient Rome/Greece/Egypt and Norse mythology. My fave writing genre is sci-fi and fantasy but I like drama, comedy, suspense and angst with a bit of romance thrown in!
I tend to do only 1x1 rps nowadays as they are less chaotic with less people, as they say "too many cooks around the pot". Here is my current interest check.
My Hobbies include: roleplaying (obviously!), astronomy, writing poetry, dance electronica music and raving, pets, video gaming, cosplaying.
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Val felt a hand grab her arm. Bad move Aidan. She turned so quickly as if taken by surprise. Soon her eye met his and she stares into them for a moment. Blinking. He seemed more...handsome than before. The way his beard framed his strong chin and jaw. Making him seem more manly and strong. And desirable to boot. She wanted to reach out and pull him close. Thank god he broke eye contact or she ma have just done it.
As soon as he looked away, she then turned to hear the music. "What the fu-" She gazed the area, adorned with red and purple hues and candles, giving off a warming sensation. It no longer resembled a tower. The smell in the air was a sweet floral fragrance, like that of sweet strawberries. She turned back to the front, gripping the railing hard, it felt cold and hard like metal, it was grounding. She powered on through. "Stay there." She instructed him as he seemed to be struggling with the illusion.
She ventured up the last flight of stairs and emerged into a warm room with soft furs on the floor and leopard skin sofas and a few large circular beds. It looked to accommodate a few people. But where had everyone gone? She pondered as she scanned the room. "Hmmmm..."
As soon as he looked away, she then turned to hear the music. "What the fu-" She gazed the area, adorned with red and purple hues and candles, giving off a warming sensation. It no longer resembled a tower. The smell in the air was a sweet floral fragrance, like that of sweet strawberries. She turned back to the front, gripping the railing hard, it felt cold and hard like metal, it was grounding. She powered on through. "Stay there." She instructed him as he seemed to be struggling with the illusion.
She ventured up the last flight of stairs and emerged into a warm room with soft furs on the floor and leopard skin sofas and a few large circular beds. It looked to accommodate a few people. But where had everyone gone? She pondered as she scanned the room. "Hmmmm..."
XD HAHAHA I love the jazz!
Valentisha focuses on her green laser sight hitting against the darkness of the wall, lighting it up in a circle of green light. She heard each step clang on the metal stairwell. It echoed for miles around, signifying that it was a long staircase they were ascending.
Chaos and Hedonism, intertwined together - here and why? It was definitely a strange one for the history books. She did her best to ignore the murals depicting all seven deadly sins. The worst one of all lust. Her eyes just could not gaze away sometimes. And with each disturbing image she viewed, only brought more painful memories to the surface. She thought she was strong willed. But she was just like any other sensitive woman. Her hand becomes shaken as she held her gun out in front of her. She had to stop for a moment and grip the railing, feeling a dizziness take over her, Was it the air in here or just the mental trauma? She couldn't bare looking at some of these pictures, depicting abuse and power over the weak. She knew how it felt...to be weak and helpless. But now she was a grown woman and capable of much to protect those who couldn't protect themselves.
She continued onward. Once again her thoughts drifted toward the man who followed, she had no idea that the higher they reached, the more their pheromones were affecting one another. This whole spire oozed sexual desire, lust, pride, vanity. And its magic effects were strong. It seemed like all who had been lured in never left as dead bodies started to appear along the stairwell. Val felt herself getting warmer and she had to wipe her forehead with her arm. One by one she stepped over a different type of species, they all were lured in by this giant venus fly trap.
She felt her heart race increasing and the inside of her stomach become knotted with a growing sensation that resembled...butterflies? It was if she were experiencing what humans would call "falling in love", that moment when a tender moment heightened all senses. She didn't like what was happening to her. And then she felt something compel her and influence her surroundings. Things began to look...nicer. And cleaner. No longer was it dark and dingy, it was newer and romantically lit in purple-red lights. She had no idea what was happening here but they had to press forward no matter what happened. No matter how strong an urge she had to turn around and grab Aidan by the throat, pull him close and touch her lips to his. She shook her head at the thought. She must overcome this!
Chaos and Hedonism, intertwined together - here and why? It was definitely a strange one for the history books. She did her best to ignore the murals depicting all seven deadly sins. The worst one of all lust. Her eyes just could not gaze away sometimes. And with each disturbing image she viewed, only brought more painful memories to the surface. She thought she was strong willed. But she was just like any other sensitive woman. Her hand becomes shaken as she held her gun out in front of her. She had to stop for a moment and grip the railing, feeling a dizziness take over her, Was it the air in here or just the mental trauma? She couldn't bare looking at some of these pictures, depicting abuse and power over the weak. She knew how it felt...to be weak and helpless. But now she was a grown woman and capable of much to protect those who couldn't protect themselves.
She continued onward. Once again her thoughts drifted toward the man who followed, she had no idea that the higher they reached, the more their pheromones were affecting one another. This whole spire oozed sexual desire, lust, pride, vanity. And its magic effects were strong. It seemed like all who had been lured in never left as dead bodies started to appear along the stairwell. Val felt herself getting warmer and she had to wipe her forehead with her arm. One by one she stepped over a different type of species, they all were lured in by this giant venus fly trap.
She felt her heart race increasing and the inside of her stomach become knotted with a growing sensation that resembled...butterflies? It was if she were experiencing what humans would call "falling in love", that moment when a tender moment heightened all senses. She didn't like what was happening to her. And then she felt something compel her and influence her surroundings. Things began to look...nicer. And cleaner. No longer was it dark and dingy, it was newer and romantically lit in purple-red lights. She had no idea what was happening here but they had to press forward no matter what happened. No matter how strong an urge she had to turn around and grab Aidan by the throat, pull him close and touch her lips to his. She shook her head at the thought. She must overcome this!
I have in mind that they get attacked. And it could kill Aiden but she takes the bullet for him and gets injured or he can even think she's dead at first?
Her eyes widen as she listened to him. She noted how he was swaying to and fro whilst stood on the symbol as if testing something. Watching with intrigue. She turned her gaze upward toward the spiraling stairs that lay in wait above their heads. That was a long way up. Best take it at a sensible pace. She was glad she was rather physically fit and had a moderate reserve of stamina to use on such a task.
She felt a chill run down her spine. "I don't wanna even know..." She murmoured softly and made a point of not stepping into the symbols. "That's why we saw paradise. We saw what we wanted to see. What made us happier or more docile. If we had arrived on a bloodied, deathly looking area, we would have been on our highest alert. Instead they were going for something to catch us off guard, make us feel at ease or to confuse us." Valentisha pointed out with a hand placed on her curvy hip. She then made way for the stairs, beginning the ascent up this dreaded spire. Taking point with her gun, looking down the scope. She took the lead once again. Although, it was not because she was dominant, she was used to being alone and having to do everything first anyway.
She felt a chill run down her spine. "I don't wanna even know..." She murmoured softly and made a point of not stepping into the symbols. "That's why we saw paradise. We saw what we wanted to see. What made us happier or more docile. If we had arrived on a bloodied, deathly looking area, we would have been on our highest alert. Instead they were going for something to catch us off guard, make us feel at ease or to confuse us." Valentisha pointed out with a hand placed on her curvy hip. She then made way for the stairs, beginning the ascent up this dreaded spire. Taking point with her gun, looking down the scope. She took the lead once again. Although, it was not because she was dominant, she was used to being alone and having to do everything first anyway.
I did not!
Oh it's not anything bad. It's more along the lines of "oh this is very fun to read" considering we both like those unprofessional thought moments.
I was thinking maybe Drake and Varia get separated from the others and get trapped alone. For some character development? Maybe it's too warm or maybe they get soaked and have to dry their clothes XD.
The squad fell in line behind the Sargeant as he lead them away from the CIC. They were pumped and ready for action. Marching in line, guns at the ready. The soldiers at the front taking each corner as they passed and the ones at the back picking up the rear walking backward. Varia was a sniper and so she was at the center so she had ample time to react to further targets. But she kept her dagger close to her side, gripping it tightly.
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