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"There is no good... There is no evil. There is only diffrent points of view, often when they conflict we name them good or evil in some symbolance of a justification." "No one holds command over me. No man, No god. No one. What is a claim of power for ones who defy death itself? call your damnable hunt. We shall see who I drag screaming into hell with me!" |
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| Bloodletting Black Rose 1 Year anniversary celebration gift Obsidian plaque dictating ownership of the Black Rose Dance Club Obsidian Rose Pin Granting VIP Access To The Black Rose Minion Horde Raiding Party Leader My Minion Raiding Party kicked your butt Bloodletting Awards '07 Figurine - Best RP'er Bloodletting Awards '07 Figurine - Most Creative Storyline Bloodletting Awards '07 Figurine - Most Missed Character Bloodletting Awards '07 Figurine - Best Overall Character Blood Dagger commemorating the Bloodletting 2 Year Anniversary Black Masquerade Silver Mask ~ Hostess 2008 Black Masquerade Silver Mask ~ Hostess 2010 Golden Goblet Commemorating Ringing in 2011 with Bloodletting.org I survived the great Bloodout of 2011...with only minor withdrawal symptoms I went trick or treating at DVH's house and all I got was a rock!, 2011 Limited Edition Otter380 Trading Card for 6 Year Anniversary I roamed the realm on Christmas Day 2012 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Lavender Myst's Biography | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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•†♥§♥†• Єternal §hadow of the Ƒraternity ʚf §hadows. •†♥§♥†• §hadows welcome us in the night, into their sweet eternal embrace. The spice of mortals blood, exciting in its blissful taste. We are the Ƒraternity ʚf §hadows, dark order in the night. Come join us in its darkness, come revel in its delight. "The faint of heart will never live within the shadows!" ~*~ First Established: January 10th, 2007 ~*~ The inner door opened, triggering the lights in the ceiling above to turn on and illuminate the expanse of the garage. Descending the steps, black leather boots tapped against the smooth shinning stone floor. Tendrils of raven hair flowed down her back, shifting as she walked, different shades highlighted by the florescent light. Her eyebrow angled upward quizzically as she glanced over the garage, the cars within and noticed the black streaks made on the pristine stone. Gleaming violet eyes shift their gaze to the motorcycles, the collection small, but choice. She would need speed if she planned to catch up to 0men, quick acceleration and hair trigger maneuverability. A small pale handed raised the Eyerider Denali sunglasses to her face and slid them on as she approached the custom built Hayabusa, a small half smile curving the corners of her coral hued lips. Her hand then slid into the pocket of her black velvet vest to retrieve her sleek black iPod , while she took the small ear buds and inserted them in each petite ear. Reaching into the pocket of her low rider black jeans she pulled out the keys and slid on to the soft black leather seat of the bike, the jeans conforming to the soft curves of her legs, one foot bringing up the kick stand. Her fingers rolled over the dial of the iPod selecting the song “Savin' Me” by Nickleback before she slipped the device back into her pocket. Hitting a small button the key chain the garage door slowly began to raise. Prison gates won't open up for me... Flipping though the keys she inserted one into the ignition bringing the slumbering bike awake with a deep growl that settled into a soft purr. On these hands and knees I'm crawling... Her gaze lifted to the opening in the doorway, slowly her half smile turned to a grin. Oh, I reach for you. He wasn't far, she could feel him though their blood bond. A black boot pressed down on the accelerator eliciting a loud roar from the Hayabusa. Well I'm terrified of these four walls... Tires spin as she clears the garage, tearing though the outer parking lot and down the drive from the abbey. A quick push of the button on her keyring and the gates begin to open up. These iron bars can't hold my soul in... Her motorcycle speeding though them, a soft laugh of delight escaping her. All I need is you. She turned the first bend, the Hayabusa's tires hugging the ground and leaning into the turn. Come please I'm callin'. Then he was there in her sight, driving his sleek black McLaren F1, a grin broke upon her lips as it always did at the sight of that car. And oh I scream for you... The mountain rose dominantly before them to one side of the road, then dropped off on the other dangerously, as she revved her engine to get closer. Hurry I'm fallin', I'm fallin'. Her hair flowed freely behind her in the wind as she leaned into the wind resistant glass, maneuvering to approach him on the cliff side of the road. Show me what it's like... Her head turned to the side as she rode up next to his window, her smile mischievously playful. To be the last one standing. She revved the engine, and sped up to ride around his vehicle, letting her Hayabusa take the lead. And teach me wrong from right... Leaning back she tossed a challenging nod back to 0men before turning back to face the road in front of her. And I'll show you what I can be. Her gaze lifted to the full moon above that gave its light to the road below. Say it for me... Racing around another bend in the road. Say it to me. She let the rear tire of her motorcycle shake loose rocks from the edge of the road to tumble down the mountainside. And I'll leave this life behind me... She vanished from his sight around the next turn, the song still going and lending its beat to this dangerous game. Say it if its worth saving me. He raced around the bend suddenly pulling in front of her, the road becoming a stright away after the turn. All I need is you... She let him pass a little ways up till he was out of her sight before she grinned at the chance and leaned again into her Hayabusa, her fingers hitting a button on it to release the NOS. Come please I'm callin' Her bike being anything but street legal popped a wheelie as it propelled itself forward, her violet eyes sparkling with her amusement as she caught up to him once again. And oh, I scream for you... Her hand reached out and rested on the door to his McLaren, winking to him from behind her shades. Hurry I'm fallin', I'm fallin', I'm fallin' Name: Shade Species: Canis Dirus. Description: Shade is Myst's familiar. Gray eyes gleeming with wisdom are the first thing to be noticed about this dark creature. Weighing about one-hundred and seventy pounds makes him about adverage size for his species. His muscular body is covered by black fur, and from snout to the start of his tail is about five feet in length. He stands about two and a half feet tall from paw to shoulder, giving him strong stocky legs. Characteristics: Shade is extremely loyal to Myst whom found him in a remote northern wilderness living in a cave. He is thought to be the last of his kind and how long he's been around is a mystery. He tends to roam around the Shadow's abbey and the Black Rose and though not always seen, he is never truely very far from Myst. |
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