Gods and Monsters: Costume Party

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Originally posted by Elektra
"We all know I got the magical touch, the whole Calvin family does, this doesn't surprise me babe..."

*Without missing a beat, Paris cupped Christy's painted breast, giving it a gentle squeeze. This was the first for her, chuckling under her breath. *

"Looks like things will be....heating up."

*Her pearly white teeth gleamed in the lighting, Paris could play hard - ball with Christy, just as well. Her other hand cupped the other breast now. The two continued to dance against each other's bodies, entangled. Christy in the front and Paris in the back, neither one were hardly shy. Nothing concerned except for their games they played. Dropping her hands from Christy's chest, spinning her around by the waist to face her. Pulling the Rage Demon against her. Paris had a smirk written across her lips. Her body swirled but it moved 'down' on Christy, while her hands caressed her friends body. Paris was sure, Christy would back out now. Her body twisting and bending at the knee, her hands falling down the Dire Wraith's thigh's before rising back up. A look of victory in her eyes*

"Any Calvin is just as talented as the next....full of fire and passion. Great fighters but even better.....lovers. Never a dull moment with us around."

*Paris chuckled before backing up between the two, giving them space*
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"Mm... indeed.... but, Dare I Say it, That glint in your eyes is a bit premature Pumpkin..."

::Christy had been slightly caught off guard with Pari's MORE than suggestive behaviour... but she was definitely NOT done for the night.... she couldn't fight her devilish smile, or that mischievious smirk that danced in her own eyes... as Paris rose back up, Christy's eyes sparkled with naughty intent... and her fingers closed around both of Pari's biceps, preventing her from backing away...::

"Not so fast Darlin..."

::Christy pulled Paris towards her, continuing to dance to the newest tune... 112's "Peaches and Cream".... slipping her knee between Pari's legs, "bump" for the occaision... her hands sliding down, releasing Pari's arms but taking hold of her waist, and Class Ten strength easily able to lift the Mutant from the dance floor... this is where the "grind" comes into play... from first glance, that is surely what they were doing now... it looked straight out of a rodeo.... ;) as Christy supported Pari's weight with ONE hand, wrapped underneath Paris.... though to Christy, Paris was like a feather in terms of weight, the fast dancing was definitely having a heating effect on Christy... she hoped it wouldn't have a negative effect on her costume.... ;)::
 
<< far across the length of the castle grounds, DC stands on the slightly enclosed, ancient stone "sky walk" that connects the two major sections of the castle together.........the mysty night sky is illuminated by jagged flashes of lightning as the wind howls and whistles and thunder rumbles.>>

<< DC's eyes sparkle with wicked delight as she "directs" the orb that is leading the entranced Willblade toward her..........the eldritch orb is manifesting aspects of Elektra's presence ....and with the eerie winds and hauntingly sad voice over of Elektra.......Will is now being tormented by feelings of guilt over what happened in the "Streets of Rage" battle of AHBL........>>

(thats right.........you arrogant wretch.............follow the orb....and come to me to receive a lesson in humility .....you MORE THAN RICHLY deserve!) :firedevil


<< DC laughs softly to herself as she gestures menacingly..........her costume definately suits her mood and purpose this dark and forbodding night...while the other party hard in the OTHER reaches of the castle>>
 
Originally posted by Titania
"Mm... indeed.... but, Dare I Say it, That glint in your eyes is a bit premature Pumpkin..."

::Christy had been slightly caught off guard with Pari's MORE than suggestive behaviour... but she was definitely NOT done for the night.... she couldn't fight her devilish smile, or that mischievious smirk that danced in her own eyes... as Paris rose back up, Christy's eyes sparkled with naughty intent... and her fingers closed around both of Pari's biceps, preventing her from backing away...::

"Not so fast Darlin..."

::Christy pulled Paris towards her, continuing to dance to the newest tune... 112's "Peaches and Cream".... slipping her knee between Pari's legs, "bump" for the occaision... her hands sliding down, releasing Pari's arms but taking hold of her waist, and Class Ten strength easily able to lift the Mutant from the dance floor... this is where the "grind" comes into play... from first glance, that is surely what they were doing now... it looked straight out of a rodeo.... ;) as Christy supported Pari's weight with ONE hand, wrapped underneath Paris.... though to Christy, Paris was like a feather in terms of weight, the fast dancing was definitely having a heating effect on Christy... she hoped it wouldn't have a negative effect on her costume.... ;)::
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*Paris was shocked when Christy's hands fell down her body, slipping around her firm bottom, scooping her up against her body. The Assassin had no choice but to wrap her legs around Christy's waist. It looked exactly out of the movie The Fast & the Furious. Masking the surprise, she went along with it. Teleblinking a black Stetson hat onto Christy's head. Removing it before, waving it in the air*

"YEE HAW!!"

*Paris couldn't believe she was performing this CRAZY act, lord Christy really knew how to pull the shock out of someone. She sensed Christy's body heating up, allowing Paris to grin more*

"I told you....can't handle the heat sweet cheeks."

*Her body pushed along with Christy's like no other until the song soon ended. Climbing off of Christy, her body a bit dizzy from the dancing. She'd need to cool off, snapping her fingers the sprinklers came on BOTH of them. *

"I hope you have something on over there...."


*Paris laughed knowing Christy didn't, teleporting a towel behind her back just in case to throw it to her sister*
 
:: Walking in he was wearing a long Black Robe that looked like it misted across the floor at the bottom. He was holding a long staff with a skull on the top and what it looked like was Blue fire burning endlessly in the Skulls eyes. He smiled at his costume of the God of The UnderWolrd Hades and looked around for some familair faces ::
 
::Val notices Kevin coming in and smiles at him. Taking a sip of her drink, she walks over to him.::

"Hi"
 
" Hey Val. "

:: He looks down at her costume and smiles ::

" nice costume :


:: He took another sip of his drink looking around for someone ::
 
"Thanks. I like yours too. It is nice that you could join us."

::Val takes a sip of her drink.::
 
" Yeah i havent been around lately, So how have you been doing? "


:: He finsihed his drink setting it down on the bar and ordering another one ::
 
Originally posted by Blacklight
::As Devon looked up, he noticed a fellow MOE walking up to him, dressed in a seductive looking set of egyptian clothes.::

"Well, now, yes of course i'm from MOE. You're called Desire aren't you? My, your outfit will certainly draw the desires of men here. Charming indeed..."

::Though Devon wasn't too good with public relations, common sense told him that praising a female is somewhat nescessary. Besides, the praise was heartfelt. Nothing superficial.::

"Well, would you like to take a seat?"

::At the same time, that alluring looking waiteress returned with his scotch. With a lady beside him, Devon didn't want to seem too excited. He merely took the drink from the waitress and thanked her politely, which was however something uncommon. His innate disregard for human life seldon permit him to be polite. However, he also learnt that being evil doesn't nessasarily mean they must be rude uncouthed and rowdy or anything. As Devon took a sip at his drink, he looked up at Desire, trying to strike up a conversation, which happened to be something hard to do for him.::

"Well, busy night eh? Enjoying yourself? Its a rare chance for MOEs and GOLs to mingle about without any fights..."
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:: Desire laughed softly and her crimson eyes glowed. The aura surrounding her almost seemed golden. She took a seat and noticed his akwardness. She wasn't really much good at socializing herself, but this time she took a chance. With a single index finger, she pushed the hair out of her face. Desire sipped her drink seductively and licked her lips. She nodded at Devon's question ::

"Very rare...I can tell you're tense. Why? No need to be akward around me..."

:: Desire smiled and glanced around the room, seeing the GoL, Kevin. She sighed very audibily. She crossed her flawless legs, the diamonds on them sparkling and deep crimson, reflected from the sudden color change of her aura ::
 
:: Noticing a flash of light and a sigh he looked towards the direction of the sound. Seeing Desire he smirked and looked back at Val ::


" Excuse me "


:: He got up taking his drink and walked over to Desire ::

" Well look who it is "
 
:: Desire raised an eyebrow and grinned a little. She shook her head and sighed a bit. She sipped her Pina Colada and took out the cherry by the stem, holding it between her index finger and thumb ::

"Well, well, well. Long time no see..."

:: She bit the cherry, her lucious lips taking the cherry in full. She flicked the stem away from her and chewed seductively. She swallowed the remains. Desire felt cold towards Kevin, her attitude having change about GoL's immensely. She now felt a different kind of hatred...::
 
" Looks good, the pina colada i mean "

:: Settling himself down he took a sip of his own drink ::

" So what have you been up to? "
 
:: Desire shook bit her lip. She couldn't believe the weakling would actually dare to talk to her. Her aura began to glow a deeper red, a sign she was angry ::

"Excuse me, but I not in the mood for you..."

:: She stood and walked away, the jewels in her hair gleaming. Desire's legs shone from the aura with every step as she walked out onto a balcony. She began to levitate, a way to calm her down. She closed her eyes, oblivious to all else ::
 
:: He merely looked the other way as he saw her levitate and let out a slight laugh ::


" B*Itch " he mumbeld under his breathe.


:: Taking a sip of his drink he looked around the club ::
 
:: receiving Riana's telepathic message, nods, and leans over the bar, as Gwen goes to get the drinks, he was quite tired, he says to himself in a low voice ::

"funny how you can never walk away from things..."

:: crossing his arms, he burries his head in between, and closes his eyes ::
 
:: Euthalia noticed Desire again, she took a sip of her drink and walked over, her the bells on her anklet began chiming in rhythm with her feet. She stopped right in front of Desire and smiled. ::

"Hello Desire, I saw you were talking to a ...Guardian of Light."

:: She spat out the word like it was a cup spoiled milk. And then to another sip of her drink to cleanse the taste. ::
 
:: as he falls asleep, Rayden slowly feels, invaded by darkness, a very icy, black, unexplainable sensation had overcome him, that he had never felt before, nor could explain, perhaps was it all due to his confusion ? He wasn't sure, but rather than try to fight the feeling, he let it happen, thinking that it would just pass, forgetting one of life's most important lessons...Don't let life shape you, shape yourself. Was Rayden going to give in to desire, envy, possibilities ? Or was he going to pass...
His mind was a battle ground, questions being thrown in every direction, unsure of each and every answer...Rayden fell into a deep sleep, his body temperature dropping, he now feels cold as ice ::
 
:: The air crackles with magnetic energy and a sudden, strong wind gusts. A bolt of lightning strikes the floor and the smoky outline of DG Hecate becomes visible. In seconds, the smoke has cleared, the wind and energy disappate and DG appears with her amethyst staff. ::

"Hmmm. What's this?"

:: DG looked around her cooly, her purple eyes glowly in interest. She had shed her normal cloak for a black, one-piece leather "catsuit". The top had only been zipped up to her lower abdomen, leaving much of her chest and stomach exposed. ::

"Isn't there anything interesting going on around here? I can see that my influence is greatly needed."

:: DG leaned against a counter and studied her surroundings with scorn. ::
 
:: Apartamisllo had not been noticed yet and walked out to the balcony once s/he did the moon charm burst apart as it did the sun somehow did as well. In the sky the crescent moon flew close to Apartamisllo and a light rose from the horizon as the sun flew and was next to the moon. Two globes of energy flew out of each the sun and moon and struck Apartamisllo, as they did s/he let out a great bellow of anguish. Light filled the darkened area and it soon began to fade, the moon and sun went back to their rightful places, but what of Apartamisllo? ::
 
<< far across the length of the castle grounds, DC stands on the slightly enclosed, ancient stone "sky walk" that connects the two major sections of the castle together.........the mysty night sky is illuminated by jagged flashes of lightning as the wind howls and whistles and thunder rumbles.>>

<< DC's eyes sparkle with wicked delight as she "directs" the orb that is leading the entranced Willblade toward her..........the eldritch orb is manifesting aspects of Elektra's presence ....and with the eerie winds and hauntingly sad voice over of Elektra.......Will is now being tormented by feelings of guilt over what happened in the "Streets of Rage" battle of AHBL........>>

(thats right.........you arrogant wretch.............follow the orb....and come to me to receive a lesson in humility .....you MORE THAN RICHLY deserve!)


<< DC laughs softly to herself as she gestures menacingly..........her costume definately suits her mood and purpose this dark and forbodding night...while the other party hard in the OTHER reaches of the castle>>
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::Will continued along, entranced as the orb makes it's way towards its destination. He had enormous feelings of guilt already over what happened. But still, he knew that they both knew the score. They as everyone else knew that when you enter the battlefield, that you take a risk. NO ONE is exempt or above dying..no one, no matter how high or low. War itself is nothing but death..mindless, mostly pointless death. No one really wins, and this was just another case. Still, it didn't make it any easier. It was him or her, and he did what he had to do. He battled hard, battled well with odds against him, won, and now, because of that, Darkchilde was going to make sure he suffered for it. Fair? Honorable? Not hardly. But life rarely is fair. Slowly, his approach finally began to reach Darkchilde...::
 
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