Sunday, 30 May 2010

Reprieve/Short story of flashbacks yay!

Even monsters need breaks from the on-going chaos, slaughter and mayhem, I'm no exception that sometimes I crave nothing more than peace and quiet. I left without a word with those memories and flashbacks crowding in my head, the things remembered far too human for my own liking. I destroyed my own humanity, it still insists that it is there. Emotions...


The last three don't really fit in with a demon, but such things happen and sometimes more regularly than the race allows you to think. I doubt I will be missed much in my departure, there are a few who I wish would miss me. That is like asking a mountain to get up and walk, it's just not going to happen no matter how much you wish it. Besides my head is full, full of things I don't want to recall.
London... over the years she had been away from this city, it hadn't really changed at all. The people were different there was more humans around than anything else, always moving and milling about like ants looking for food. It didn't seem to matter where she went in this world, the blue demoness always ended up in polluted air and walking on dirty streets. With an oof she shoved her left shoulder against a wall, leaning on it from the fact her weakened body couldn't hold her up. Dragging herself along on her clawed feet to find a dark place to hide away in, sound of spikes scraping on bricks a horrid screeching noise. Darkness always seeking darkness, for how long now had she sought to hide from light?

"Hhhnnn I don't want... don't want to remember"!!!! Grasping her clawed hands in to her hair, stumbling til she fell to her knees in a place she had lived since been five. A non descript alleyway with a dead end to help shield against weather, damn the place still had their makeshift tent they built together. Pathetic. She crawled in to it though curled up on the ground, her tail coiling about her ankles as she went in to the fetal position. Sleep... That sounded good right about now.
A male voice woke her from her slumber, "Misato, Misato wake up already! If we don't get a move on we won't get any food at all today, you've started to get really lazy".

There came a grunt of acknowledgement as the male's companion rolled over under the dirty blankets, followed by "Five more minutes" but it was hard to tell. When the tickling began she was wide awake and laughing, "Alright damn it! I'm up sheesh Partak, you sure know how to ruin a good sleep".

"Serves ya right", he responded sticking his tongue out. Partak is an albino though that has never really stopped him in life, he's kind, good natured and a little more mature than his twin sister. The twin in question is a slender well formed woman, her hair is what made her a freak its a dark blue to match her sapphire eyes.

These two are the Darkes twins the only lone survivors from a demon attack, their parents brutally murdered in front of them by an unknown demoness. When they could see past the grief, Partak would often tease his sister that the demon looked a lot like her. Of course she would just call him silly and to stop joking around like that, in response he tended to laugh at the faces she made at him when she said. Partak Darkes and Misato Blueray Darkes, she preferred Blueray or just Blue.

"Agenda for the day"? She asked. Getting out from under the blakents to retreat further in to the alley, to do her bathroom routine and you can imagine what that is like without an actual bathroom. Street kids couldn't complain or fault their luck, they made do with what they had and made use of what they got.

Partak leaned against a nearby wall with his arms folded over his chest, he half pouted his lips as he thought or tried not to think of his sister in a perverted manner. Not that either of them knew their thoughts were taboo, all they had were eachother. "Hmm first we hit the regular joints for free food, if they got nothing its to the skips you know that".

"I know, I'm keeping you on your toes is all".


Blueray walks up to him kissing first his cheek then his lips, "Aww don't be like that, it makes you look sexy".

"You are a tease", he smiles wrapping his arms around her.
Clasping a hand to the side of his face he keeps the torn flesh in place, blood welling around his fingers to drip upon the ground. He stood in front of his sister to defend her, his left arm outstretched to make a human barricade. Beast in front of them wasn't human nor it was a demon, it was a full grown raging lycan that attacked them.

"GET OUT OF HERE"! Yelling at her to escape.

"No I can't lose you too, I won't leave you". Gritting her flat teeth together, her hands clenching in to fists. She was the fighter not him, he didn't need to do this. She didn't need saving...
The days simply meld in to one until she no longer remembered what day was what, since that night a few years ago she'd been alone. No matter how hard she searched for her twin, she couldn't find him at all. Night after night she listened to the night sing to her, she could hear it now because the lycan bite had changed her. Changed them both. How long had she been walking along like this? Blood on her hands and matted black fur? How many had she killed? They deserved to die, they tried to kill her first without knowing what she is. Idiots. Moronic humans... how she despised them.
Ugh this boat is terrible she wished it would stop rocking all over the place, tossing up more of her stomach contents over the side with a wretched hhrrrkkkk noise. If she known she was going to be sea sick she would have never deicded to get on this ferry, some of the Drow she met were being really kind. Apparently only certain Drow are nice like they are, the rest are a bunch of ruthless murderers. They were teaching her how to speak their language, while looking after her once she finished upchucking. It's a long journey to Toxia she would get sea legs eventually, she got told a few of them were the same the first week or two.
"I want some potatos, gravy, green beans, chicken annnnnnnd a glass of milk", she beamed up at her mother from sitting on the floor. She was playing with her wooden blocks, her brother was beside her doing some colouring. Their mother was cooking dinner for them, their father was outside working the fields and checking up on all their livestock.

Mother hums cheerily, "Mhm alright kiddo, you forgot the magic word".


"Brat", she laughed ruffling up her daughter's dark blue hair. "Try again".

Pouting up at her mother, she huffs but she wasn't really annoyed. "Please"!!

Lifting one finger in to the air mother grins at her two children, "Much better, dinner is ready in a few minutes so go get washed up".


"I don't... want to... remember, I hate the light", mumering from under those dirty blankets as she turns on to her side. Even in sleep the flashbacks didn't stop, it had to stop soon or she would go mad. Forgetting that she is mad already due to her demon blood, the light of humanity threatened her and thus she sought to bury herself further in to the shadows of that make-shift tent.

Trying not to linger on the images, trying to forget. Trying to kill her humanity, that constantly seems to return. Damning her soul for all eternity, the soul she died to get rid of.

Lulz of the day:

[15:26] Lucifrage Koray: "I thought i saw a dinosaur once, it turned out to be sloan, i was so dissapointed" luci said.

Friday, 28 May 2010

War, flashbacks, radiation and The Glow

War was declared last week upon The Brood, so far there have been defeats and victories on both sides. In the city tensions rise high with ever present threat of attacks, violence begets more violence and it continously esculates. I would prefer to have next to nothing to do with said war, but what the leader wants the leader gets so march in to war I do.

Oh those demons can indulge themselves all they want with the Seven Sins, I prefer the chaos this conflict brings for me to feed on. I have my sins that I embody, but I'm more chaos than anything else. Nope won't tell you who took that imp's wing, can't weasel that out of me.

As per usual there is something odd going on inside my head, often I have forgotten that LA is my home now and not Toxia. The scenary all around me keeps changing, a lot of my memories are mixed up together. I have done the best I can to ignore it and remain in a functioning mode, I mean its just another form of insanity and somehow some of these memories are comforting to me.

Radiation seems to be a big concern for the mortals these days, so much so that Stein has taken to wearing an outfit that covers him head to toe. There is also rumour of a weird cult worshipping something called The Glow, the city rose up to beat them down and a bomb went off. I don't even remember where... Oh yeah I was picking on that wanna be applicant.

Not much to say, too much happening. Too long have I forgotten to write in my journal, maybe I can write more soon.

Lulz of the day:

[15:17] Blueray Darkes: "She aint the warehouse"?
[15:17] Blueray Darkes: ini the*
[15:17] Blueray Darkes: in*
[15:17] Blueray Darkes: [wow don't tell her that I just called her a warehouse]
[15:17] Usagi Shinn: [[ LOL thats great ]]

Sunday, 16 May 2010

Meltdown!!! Oh noes...

Lost Angels is on meltdown or at least the nuclear re-actor in Tempura is, so far I've seen no panic about the situation at all. Maybe even the mortals are not afraid that they will become nothing more than a crater, I have nothing to worry about if I get destroyed I can go see grandpa even though he hates me.

Travelling from LA to Tempura by Stein's side was a quiet walk, he didn't utter a single word til we reached the plant. It's like watching a kid who just walked in to a giant ass candy store, his whole face lit up at the sight of the building and all that science laying inside. When the woman Bomb arrived to let him in he began to rattle off all this nerd speak, okay admitedly I'm average with my nerding and he made me feel stupid. Really stupid...

I can see why I shouldn't bother with him at all, why I shouldn't keep trying among various other things. He makes me curious, he's violent, he's intelligent, I can hold conversation with him when we're on the same level, we share an interest in taking things apart. We're insane... There is no other human who gained my respect in the way he did, no other human I can tolerate to get away with the things he does.

Yet he made me feel like I was somewhat retarded, he's so beyond me there is no point in striving. Sigh... I might not be able to keep up with him in the science stakes, but I'm sure there are other subjects I can keep level with.

The plant is a lot different than the factory, though I would love to explore the area and see its wonders. Stein is going to be here for two weeks, two long weeks but at least he will be happy.

Now the big question is, can the nuclear team prevent us from blowing up?

Lulz of the day:

[20:23] Jax Stryker: [ *summons a Blueray, loses 250 MP*]

[20:34] Blueray Darkes: [on a roll ne?]
[20:35] Jax Stryker: [ Like a katamari, baby. ]
[20:35] Blueray Darkes: [*laughs*]
[20:36] Bombalurina Catronis: (( If I keep facepalming I'm seriously going to poke an eye out. ))
[20:36] Blueray Darkes: [You get used to him :)]
[20:36] Atrius Bellic makes a little machine with a flyswater to let Bombsie do her facepalming with "There you go, no eyepokage with this" lmao))
[20:37] Bombalurina Catronis: (( Thank you. I'll never be afraid of mosquitos getting in my face again. ))

Monday, 10 May 2010


So... hungry... hungry...

i FeEl ThE mAdNeSs


I think... I'm dieing... hungry