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@The ghost in black
"Away from me, cloud-rider. Cease your prattling, and tell me what is you care more for," Jonathan said. "Barring my escape or saving those drudges who you value so much."

As the cloud-rider used her own power to make his own power vanish before his eyes, he felt only the feeling of annoyance. If she had some great wish to follow him and fight him, he would be forced to comply. He was no longer the coward he once was, for now he was a great and powerful being, but right now his purpose was to find the essence of what that powerful and great being was. What he was, and what he planned to do. He kept his back turned and continued to press on towards an exit that he had made.

The Sun Will Never Set (Reboot)

It's beginning already?

“Present Day Vampires/Vampyres of Sanctuary” (Mature Rating)

I don't intend to swamp everyone with my minor characters. I have at least mentioned everyone that I intend to be named in my crew, save one who will be used as a weaker spare in case someone confronts me during the time my guard is off-duty.

“Present Day Vampires/Vampyres of Sanctuary” (Mature Rating)

Oscar Bruneau had all he had wanted to do with his secretary. Like in all infidelities, he felt a deep and piercing shame and a wave of palpable regret. To feel those emotions, and their suffocating darkness, was truly the greatest pleasure which one could conceive, which was an even greater feeling than the pleasure itself. As a creature of the night, there was no greater purpose than to feed off the negative energies of these black emotions.

His secretary left his office with her head looking downwards, her stockings slightly torn, her hair messed up, and her clothes looking a bit more worn than usual. Her eyes downcast in the shame of the act she had committed, she hardly noticed who it was that walked the opposite direction of her as she left her boss's office. All she did was try to avert her eyes from whoever it was without appearing rude, in order to hide the shame she wallowed in. In fact it was Anna Maria, one of Oscar's two spies. Both were excellent, but they both had different styles, Anna Maria's style was to stay eternally hidden in the shadows, unseen by even the most observant of vampires, and she had never been seen. She was small, with a slim and girlish figure, and adorned short dark hair. She entered Oscar's office as his secretary exited.

"Sir, your secretary no doubt gave you some information, but I wish to give you more," Anna Maria said.

"Yes Anna Maria, what is it?"

"There have been so far two new denizens to the Sanctuary. One is a woman, who remains at a hotel. Obviously she intends to use it as a waystation as she descends towards the village. The other is a man, a creature of the night of some kind. Miss Antonescu discovered, I have no idea how, some kind of letter is being sent to these vamps."

"We could use this to our advantage."

"How so?"

"You know how I am with surprises."

"Oh, that."

"For now I think we should wait a bit longer, however. Let us see how things play out for a little bit longer."

"Then I will return to my place among the shadows."

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Now Aleksa and Kylie will have a bigger problem to deal with.

Calling all Male Demons! And Human Females….

@Aisling
Blake continued the dance with his masked partner, who he still did not know. She seemed to have a mature attitude, and yet at the same time she seemed sweet.

"I do not like him," Blake said. "Like he says, he is a miserable little devil. There's no need to fear him. He wears a jester's uniform, and it is all too fitting. But I would say to keep an eye on him."

Calling all Male Demons! And Human Females….

It was a stupid mistake on my part. I'm sorry I caused a misunderstanding.

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@The ghost in black

That's alright.

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@20aliens
I joined a few RPs and was invited to a few others, tripling the amount I'm in. I'm not complaining though.

“Present Day Vampires/Vampyres of Sanctuary” (Mature Rating)

Oscar Bruneau sat in his swivel chair as he contemplated how best it would be to take his revenge on the descendant of Judge Bloodlight. There, of course, was also the matter of the Ascension. That, however, was a surprise. He lightly spun around with his swivel chair, thinking. The sound of birds and insects outside created a layer of eternal white noise. He could no longer enjoy the serene sounds of nature. The sound of heavy machinery was the only other sound he heard, and he could relate to them more. On his desk was the picture of his lover, the lovely delicate flower Anca.

Most of the others were likely to be asleep at this hour, and those who were the exception were working. Over the years, many had come to him, so he gathered them. He was a father and a guide, so they chose to stay.

The sunlight was anathema to them, so in the time of day they slept.
Only Andronicus remained outside during the daylight. Oscar had made it a possibility for one of them to remain outside, even in the sunlight. It was one of his surprises. Andronicus stood with his head down , but Oscar knew he was attentive. Out of all of them, Andronicus was the strongest of his new family. No one would ever pass him, and he stood there for eighteen out of the twenty-four hours every day.

Someone opened his door, and Oscar heard it creek open. It was the sound of Shura on the typewriter, typing what would be on their next issue. His secretary Sorina walked in, dressed in a black dress top and a miniskirt, wearing stylish glasses, and she held a black folder. She looked quite like a secretary, but quite unlike a villager. Everyday she came to give Oscar a report on the village. His two spies fed her information, so she was able to do so.

"Good morning, Mr. Bruneau," Sorina said.

"You are up quite late," Oscar replied.

"This was urgent, so I thought it was necessary," Sorina said.

"So?"

"Ahem. There was someone who was asking around, gathering who now owned what properties. He was good, so our spies could not uncover any personal information on short notice, but he was unable to uncover anything about this property."

"Of course."

"The Lugosses are back, and they, along with others, will be coming back now."

"Yes, I think now may be the perfect time to put everything in order."

Then Oscar went up to his secretary, within intimate space, and sunk his teeth into her neck.

"Ah, Oscar!" she moaned. "Here, again? And so late?"

"Hush, my dear," Oscar said. "Let what remains of our passions take hold of us. God has already abandon us, so let us embrace our sins."

Sorina back laid against Oscar's desk. As he kissed her sensually, he moved his hand up her leg, then carried her leg up.