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I was told I was dangerous.
I asked why, and their response was: “because you don't need anyone.”
I smiled.
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Born: October 13, 2018 Forum Topics Started: 2
Race: Demon Forum Posts / Replies: 145
Affiliation: Seventh Circle Mail Replies Sent: 598
Home City: Jerusalem Mail Sent: 33
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11/18/18 at 5:21 am
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Zaynah Mubarak's Biography

Just call me 'Danger Noodle'.

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Victor Lockheed

Katherine Murray

Edward Brollachan


Gray Taylor


Kenia Shani


Dessa Chambers


Parisa Tournier

Olivia Pierce

Last five threads posted in:
ForumSubjectLast Post
Created by Bree Ravencroft
LondonRing around the Rosie
Created by Zaynah Mubarak
JerusalemThis is where it starts..
Created by Zaynah Mubarak
Helpvoodo doll pin - Answered
Created by Parisa Tournier
Mortal ThoughtsWhat are you listening to right now?
Created by Dr Van Helsing
Thatcher Wick II 11/01/18 Since you asked so nicely.
[cØcks head]
[extends a cold hand]
You’re kind of spooky. I dig it.
Elixandra 11/01/18 In a fashion mirroring comedy, she stops dead in her tracks when she hears a new voice in her head. Immediately she looks around. No one. No spirit gliding around seeking the solace of her craft. No person of flesh standing in a corner. She looks up and all around, inquisitive, before stilling like stone. Small voice out loud, she says, "Yes?" please. "Please." She scratches her temple, curious what someone would think if they saw her talking to herself. Usually, she kept that to the confines of her room.
Virgil 11/01/18 Oh, how kind. Thank you.
Elixandra 10/31/18 The little witch roams the manor halls for what seems like hours until she finds the apartments dedicated to the poofing-woman. Jams a freshly written note into the door, pinching and pushing it in until it stays put. Almost stays put. It falls to the ground. She picks it up and shimmies it in this time. It stays. It falls. She kicks the door, and then a moment later realizes the noise she made from kicking the door and an accompanying smudge mark from the dirt on her shoes. oops. She takes off, the note crumpled up and discarded by the entrance.

Thing, I can't find the dungeons. Help? Play? I need a voodoo doll to practice on. -Wednesday
Gray Taylor 10/30/18 "If you find a quiet place, please let me know." Gray is only partially teasing. The man hasn't known peace and quiet since moving to London, and part of that is all due to Victor's incessant need to become chummy. Still, his sights would eye the box, taking in every and any little detail that can be seen by the naked eye. "I'm Gray."

Raising his gaze once more to hers, he folds his hands behind his back. He likes this one. She is different in ways that are more than obvious. A quiet sigh escapes him, thoughtful. "If you keep walking down the hall that way," he gestures behind her, "You'll find it far less crowded. Tons of quiet spots." Gray would grin, taking a step back. "I'll see you around, Zaynah." With that, he retreats.
Thatcher Wick II 10/28/18 [dips his head, though his eyes remained trained upon the stranger] “Better a welcome than a warning. I think. You have my thanks.”
Amari Preston 10/26/18 You are cordially invited to a Halloween Party which will be from October 27 to November 1st. Place is Amari Preston's House Forum. The forum will be open to anyone who wish to drop by! Happy Halloween!
Edward Brollachan 10/25/18 *Excited*
"D'ye like the bagpipes?!!"
Edward Brollachan 10/25/18 "I'm afraid my singing voice sounds rather like a wolf ha'ing it's tail stepped upon...'tis not a pretty thing."
Edward Brollachan 10/25/18 "Sis boom bah! Go Boston!"
(Is that how one celebrates their favorite baseball club?)
Edward Brollachan 10/25/18 *Is glad he doesn't like milk*
"How 'bout them Red Sox!"
Edward Brollachan 10/25/18 *Arched eyebrow
"I didna know ye liked milk...why are ye on all th'milk cartons?"
Victor Lockheed 10/20/18 Victor, clearly in the midst of unpacking the last of his considerable collection of books, glanced up from a novel he'd idly begun to thumb through when his front door opened without preamble.

His burnished copper gaze landed on the curious creature with an amused raise of his brow, and he promptly slid the book in his hands into its proper place in the bookshelf.

"Zaynah. I have answers."
Gray Taylor 10/20/18 This woman is intimidating, and he enjoys it. Not one to be uncomfortable, and quite used to others invading his space, Gray would not move a hair as she makes her approach. Instead, he simply watches her, waiting to see what she might do next. "Across from Victor's," the answer is easy.

Upon her declaration, her choice of room, the demon would smirk. He smells greed, and it mirrors his own. He's a sucker, and a fool. "It's yours."

There is little that is his own in his space, having made the decision to keep his London apartment as his primary residence for reasons. "Is there anything else you require?"
Edward Brollachan 10/20/18 The thought of something erupting from the Djinn's bowels created a shudder from the Scot - until he recalled an amusing anecdote from years past.
"Ha'e ye a hanklin' for chicken chili verde?"
Leaning forward to whisper.
"Do ye still ha'e the bunny suit?"
Edward Brollachan 10/20/18 "As ye are most likely one o'th'few virtuous lassies in the Realm... perhaps we can!"
"Care for a bite...

" eat?"
Edward Brollachan 10/20/18 Nathair, Nathair, Nathair...
"Ha'e ye seen any young virgins who need bitten?"
Mackenzie 10/18/18 A familiar face. It takes Mackenzie a moment to place her, but as soon as she does, a slow grin would appear. Of course, this lovely entity has returned. The good are never kept down. “Forever illegal.”

She is clearly clueless. “Good to see you again, lovely.”
Olympia Stavros 10/18/18 -looks hard-
Perhaps I shall.
Dexter Gein 10/18/18 Image and video hosting by TinyPic
Parisa Tournier 10/18/18 Merci, Mademoiselle
Olympia Stavros 10/17/18 Thank you.
W_Kat 10/16/18 *waves* "Enjoy your dinner and desert! I'm gonna go to's to bright out here." *Grins**Gets up and walks away.*
W_Kat 10/16/18 *squeezes the lovely snake* "Oh my gosh, you're the best snake ever!!" *takes the snakes head with one hand and gently pulls it closer* "If someone ever hurts you, I'll kill them!"
W_Kat 10/16/18 "Yeah. I look appealing but I'm not. And you know..I love steak! SO much better than biting stakes. Don't ask..just..know."
W_Kat 10/16/18 "Nuuuu..I was sayin I could smell your scent. SO much better than a rat smell. And you don't wanna eat me. I'm the other white meat that tastes...over cooked. You burnt steak."
W_Kat 10/16/18 "Yes, I know you do. I can smell you...which sounded a whole lot worse when I said it but it's totally a good thing. Just think, if they say somethin bad, you can squeeze them and make them jelly. They would taste great on toast."
W_Kat 10/16/18 "Of course you smell lovely. You would be the best smellin snake if you ate those muffins. You'd make other snakes jealous."*hugs the prettiest snake eva*
W_Kat 10/16/18 "If you eat...360 of them, you'd be full. And I'm not food. Oooh, and another plus..the Orange is a scent." *gaps* "You would smell beautiful!"
W_Kat 10/16/18 *stops blubberin* "A muffin eatin snake.'s better than rats. You get to poop cranberries and not that's a plus, right?"tumblr-mibonl-CHj-T1qb9is3o1-r1-500
W_Kat 10/16/18 *cries* "Something white and...slippery, is gonna eat me."
W_Kat 10/16/18 "All you had to do was eat it."*watches* giphy-13
W_Kat 10/16/18 Cranberry-Orange-Muffins-4-610x406
Gray Taylor 10/15/18 How unsettling. How stunning. Gray is fascinated as he watches the woman move, perfectly fluid while everything but. She is disturbing, and he can appreciate that. He has no idea who she is, but he soon would. Steel hues quickly disappear as his pupils dilate, betraying his interests, and a slow grin would take residence of his visage. "You can have any room you like."
Elixandra 10/15/18 Poof. A woman appears in front of her out of thin air. At least what resembles the female form. Human? The witch isn't sure. She reaches a single finger out silently and pokes at a fleshy shoulder. Solidity. Okay. Not another figment. Or they're getting better. Still unsure. She/It speaks. "Welcome to the Seventh Circle. I am Zay-nah." The witch repeats the tenor and tempo of the name out loud, testing, "Zay-nah." Zaynah. She pokes it again. Zaynah isn't one of the names of the demons she's previously summoned. Safety for now. A hidden hand loosens the hilt of a stiletto. Black pools search upwards for the other's eyes and she speaks in a hurried, hushed voice before turning quickly and scurrying back down the hallway, "Annie." Her nice name; an ironic supplementation for inferred character traits, so none would realize how very terrible she was about to be. Sweet little Annie.
Kenia Shani 10/15/18 Kenia nods in return to Zaynah. "You're most welcome."
Kenia Shani 10/15/18 Taking a few moments to look for Zaynah she finally finds her. "welcome, I'm Kenia. Nice to meet you."
Gray Taylor 10/15/18 Gray's step pauses as he sees the woman, his mind already turning things over just who it is he is laying eyes on. "Victor's apartment is that way. A right, left, third door on the left."
Dessa Chambers 10/13/18 Dessa rarely took time to -really- see who she was greeting. She saw them, committed their face to memory, but didn't take the extra moment to see if that face matched any she knew previously. Mostly because her memory wasn't what it should be. Death, soul transference, memory tampering...this list went on. But the woman's voice and her response caused Dessa to pause and really look at her. "I apologize if we've known each other previously.." Her voice trails off..."..Zaynah?

Faint memories of her time in Edward's coven and see her around. She couldn't recall if they interacted much. Dessa felt guilty that she couldn't remember. But at least she remembered the woman's name. She taps the side of her head, "My memory of the past is a bit...foggy, to say the least. I guess a welcome back is in order then." Dessa smiled, "If there's anything I can do to help you settle back in, just let me know."
Edward Brollachan 10/13/18 It was good to see his old friend and compatriot. Few would remember they covened together twice, in previous years. Most would be fearful to be in the presence of either one of them, but they had always been comfortable in each others company.
"D'ye seek refuge at this time or shall ye wander the Realm a bit? I am just back, as well, and as The Immortals closed our coven, I ha'e taken haven w'Ms. Chambers..."
Edward Brollachan 10/13/18 The smile broadens and is less subtle.
"I fare fairly well, and a familiar fair face is enough t'brighten m'way."
She is unchanged, in appearance and manner; she wouldn't be Zaynah otherwise.
"Care t'walk a bit with me?"
Edward Brollachan 10/13/18 A distant rolling peal of thunder, the subtle scent of brimstone and patchouli, and the shimmering jangle of coins...and the Realm shifts. An Ancient One has returned.
"Well, look what the djinn brought in!"
A dour stare is swept by a subtle smile.
"Welcome back from the Other Side, Old Friend."
Johnny Kells 10/13/18 Welcome to the Realm!
Poppy Adler 10/13/18 Welcome to the realm.
Olivia Pierce 10/13/18 Welcome to the Realm!
Dessa Chambers 10/13/18 Welcome to the Realm!
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