Post by Imperia Blackrose on Oct 20, 2011 3:22:49 GMT -5
real big fan of yours ,
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"I wanna love you but I better not touch
I wanna hold you, but my senses tell me to stop
I wanna kiss you but I want it too much
I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison running through my veins
You're poison I don't wanna break these chains
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quite the joke to you ,
[/color][/font][/center]"so, hon. welcome to the distorted world.
what's your name?"
"My name is Imperia Blackrose or just Blackrose when in Dragon form. I have been called Imp before but I don't like that."
"ey, that's pretty cute. how old are you, and where are ya affiliated?"
"I'm 150 years old and was born on the 31 of October. I'm not affilated with anyone at all except my Shinobi Clan which is based around Nibelheim (Midgar)"
"young'un, are you? well then, i can deal. so... how bout you and me go on a date?"
"Ok, a date may be fun, but you're not quite my type of guy.."
"aaand.. what is your specialization?"
"I'm a physical fighter both in human and dragon form, I also have a talent for using poison.."
"cool, cool. i guess youre a little talented filly? i like 'em like that."
"You could say that I guess."
kissed me in your room ,
[/color][/font][/center]"and on to the second section! how tall are you, exactly?"
"I'm a mere 5'2 as a human.."
"ah, just three inches taller. hm. so, what's under your clothes? not that i wont find out for myself."
"I'm not sure how to answer and it is none of your business anyway (lean and petite)."
"okay, sorry. let's talk about some.. non - crude things? what's your personal style?"
"I wear a lot of purple and black. I also tend to wear plenty of short dresses. That is when I am in human form, i don't really wear anything in dragon form except a silver choker and matching bracelets around my legs."
"hey, you look like that celebrity... what was the name...?"
"My human form may resemble Ayane (dead or alive) and my dragon form looks sort of like Cynder (Spyro: Legend of the Dragon)"
"right! i remember now. you look just like them. except better, heh heh..."
"Why, Thank you. I'm flattered."
replied i love you too ,
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"soo, do you like or dislike anything?"
"I like my daughter and my clan. I also lo;ve to swim and get into fights. I adore peace and quiet as well. I don't like the rest of my family or at least I didn't. I don't really like males all that much and hate those with prejudices against dragons.."
"ohmyjonas, me too! wow, thats such a coincidence. so have any dirty habits or secrets?"
"Habits? Is tricking dumb males into being close enough to me so I can poison them. Is tha fact I have killed 568 unsuspecting males in this way that aren't known about a good enough for the secret you wanted."
"coolness, yo. umm. home dawg. anyways. describe yourself."
"I don't eat all that much when I don't have to and I am cannibalistic though i tend not to eat those I kill that often, I don't want to poison myself."
"like dude! we're so compatible..."
"yeah...right."
a little bit insecure ,
[/color][/font][/center]"okay, let's rush through this. i'm thinking dancing? then, we can talk about rooms."
"Dancing does sound fun and it makes it easier to poison unsuspected male victims. I live in the Crystal Caverns near Nibelheim at the moment."
"shh, if my boss knew about our secret romance... so. what's your heritage?"
"I don't care that much for my parents or grandparents. I am a member of the Blackrose clan or was. I'm was born in the mountains near Nibelheim."
"wow, your family would love me! have anyone else in your family?"
"You keep telling yourself that, most of my family is dead. Except my daughter Vincenia Blackrose. She is 67 years old and has ruby colored hair and eyes in human form and is nothing like myself. and there is also my shinobi tribe."
"oh. sounds horrible. haha. anything else important happen in your life?"
"Well being born was a pretty important obviously. My next big milestone happened some thirty yearsd later when I killed the rest of the Blackrose clan. I then found a nearby shinobi clan and convinced them to let me join them in my human form as my dragon form may have scared them off. I found my mate 36 years later and had my beautiful daughter a year later. I them killed my mate and ate him as he was not needed anymore and quite frankly I was hungry at the time. During all this I was killing the random male here and there leaving their bodies behind or very occasionally eating them."
"hey, look! we're done. so, i would ask you on a second date, but i'm about to explode. no, really. please step back."
"This was a waste of time then (stalks off)."
of this mistreatment ,
[/color][/font][/center]name. Vinnie
age. Almost 21, about three weeks to go.
rp experience. 1 year
rules. Thundaga
rp sample."It was my way of repenting for my sins. My punishment for not saving her and stopping the experiment on top of other things. I was safer locked away." Vincent said sadly, his head slightly bowed. He still tortured himself about what happened all those years ago. He then let his mind travel to what she said about her eyes. What was an Al Bhed? Vincent was unsure "Sorry, I'm not exactly sure what an Al Bhed is, this being the first time I've ever heard of them." Vincent said confusion showing in his crimson eyes.
Vincent decided to remove the metal arm for a bit having not truly clhecked the damage underneath to see if there was any change in its condition in awhile, while he was there relaxing. He dilligently removed the bolts that held the fake claw handto what remained of his natural healthy arm. He then gently removed the metal limb and layed it on the ground near him. This was one of the only times he had ever taken off his fake limb off in another's company, but it needed to be done when he was relaxed or he would damage the nerves that were alive. The arm below where the claw attached was majorly damaged by Hojo during the 'experiments' and was basically damaged beyond repair. It looked like it had been burnt, had acid poured over it and basically shredded with multiply objects. Vincent had considered amputating the dead part and getting a proper prosthetic arm but decided against it since it meant surgery. Vincent turned back to Yuna worrying that she would be disgusted by the amount of damage to his arm. "I hope you don't mind me allowing my arm to breath a bit. I forgot to tell you before when I asked about your eyes, that I find them rather pretty." Vincent said embaressed by the state of his arm.
