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Post by Lauren Stalls on Apr 3, 2008 18:14:08 GMT -5
Name: Lauren Sarit Stalls User Name: laurenstalls Reason for Being Specific Creature: Lauren's not a bad person, really, but she's very good at resisting things and causing damage...I just think it will help me RP her bad side a little better. How you became creature(RP-Create fake person who turned you if neseccary):
Lauren was racing, racing away as fast as her legs would carry her. How much farther could she make it before the speed of light caught up to her? That's what it felt like running away from him; like running away from the speed of the light. She looked over her shoulder and saw nothing but the dim daylight of the street. Had she lost him? Was that even possible? She snapped her head back around and stopped, her breath catching in her throat, fear coarsing through her body like venom. He was in fornt of her, although she hadn't seen anything pass her. He was smirking as he toyed with the scrap of her shirt he'd torn off before she'd started running.
"You can't have honestly thought you'd escape a vampire, did you, Sarit?"
The use of her middle name made her angry, although still scared. 'Don't call me that," she said defiantly.
He clicked his tongue disapprovingly. "Forgetting our lady like manners, are we?"
"Are you laboring under the delusion that I actually use manners, or are you just trying to provoke me further?" Her entire stance had changed; she was standing as if ready to pounce, fury mixed with fear dancing in her eyes, her lips set into a furious scowl.
"Provoke you? Well, to be quite honest, Lauren, that's not hard to do." His teeth glinted in the sunlight as his smirk grew wider--and Lauren caught a glimsp of his fangs.
He'd listened, though, and hadn't called her Sarit. That was good.
"You were supposed to be my friend, Mikey."
"What makes you think I'm not still?" He sounded genuinely curious.
"Gee, chasing me and tearing my shirt? How about that? Friends don't do that stuff, Mikey." She blinked back the tears in her eyes; he had betrayed her. He'd promised he would be her friend, and now he had chased her here. Nothing hurt more than that, not for her.
"You said you wanted it. I'm only trying to fulfill that, Lauren. I AM your friend. I promised I would be, and I never break my promises."
"I don't believe that." A lone tear streamed down her cheek. She sniffled, more upset than scared or furious now.
"Lauren. You asked. Remember?" he stepped forward; she stepped back, sniffling again.
"But..why now? We've got time, and I don't want it to be right now!" Her tears had finally started to fall.
"Now is as good a time as ever, Stalls. And if you really wanted to make sure I didn't break any promises..." he made a slight gesture in the air towards her before taking another hesitant step forward towards her.
"You won't...otherwise hurt me?" She closed her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks as she sniffled.
"Of course not." His voice was concerned and a little surprised as he took another step towards her, though she could not see it through her closed eyelids.
"o-okay." Her voice shook, but she didn't dare open her eyes. The tears continued to come, but her entire body tensed when she felt the wind whip.
"Relax, Stalls." He whispered the soothing words into her ear, his hands holding her arms as if to support her. He felt her body muscles relax slightly. "More. it's okay." He brushed away a lock of hair from her face and waited, in position. He finally felt her entire body relax and sighed once before sinking his fangs into her neck.
Lauren felt him break skin, and bit down on her lip to keep from screaming. Her tears fell faster than ever now, but she trusted him-even if she hadn't a moment ago. She suddenly felt dizzy; she opened her eyes only to find black spots appearing out of nowhere. She blinked before blacking out; Mikey retreated, holding her in his arms and sighing. "Wish fulfilled, Lauren...It's over," he whispered before sitting on the ground, still holding the unconscious body of his friend, tracing the outline of her face with a finger. "And we're still in this together."
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~*Clara*~ Sayer
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Post by ~*Clara*~ Sayer on Apr 3, 2008 20:01:38 GMT -5
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