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Role Play Realm : The Night the Carnivale Came to Town
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From: MSN NicknameNytewynde_Soul  (Original Message)Sent: 3/6/2006 12:44 AM

The night was cold and rainy, he looked out towards the sea, “Marcus, its time for us to find new hunting grounds. These souls are no longer fun to apprehend. I need live victims, my appetite for the hunt grows and these animals are not worthy of my time.�?he coldly stated as the people left the Carnivale grounds, �?Have we been here for to long, Man?�?/FONT>

Marcus smiled, his silver gray hair matted down by the storm, and pulled out a blunt from his pocket, “Soul, you have gotten tiered of the last twenty places we have been, there is nothing to quenching your thirst, Man. Here take a hit of this 420 and you might feel better.�?/FONT>

Soul took a long drag from it and let the smoke slowly stream out of his mouth and flow up to the Heavens. As he thought of his next move, Samantha came to join them, she took the blunt from Soul and took her own drag, “So what’s up boys?,�?she stated as she placed her hand into Soul’s pocket, Soul stared at her and with harsh cold words he yelled,�?First, I did not ask you here. Second, NEVER NEVER take anything from me. And lastly,�?pulling her hand out of there,�?when I want something I will Tell you!�?he flinged her hand so hard that it made her fall onto the muddy ground. As he walked away the ground let off steam with each of his steps, Samantha looked at Marcus small tears welled up in her eyes and she tried to talk, but the quivering of her mouth made it very hard, Marcus held out his hand and smiled at her, �?You know better to try something like that when his bored.�?Marcus stated as he helped her up. Samantha’s dress was totally covered but mud, sticks, leaves and litter dropped by the Carnivale goers.

Soul grabbed Fourteen by the collar and whispered, “My wagon in twenty minutes, don’t worry about what your wearing it will not be on long. Bring the whip and chains, you’ll be paying for an other’s discretion.�?he then bite her hard on her neck drawing some blood, Fourteen whimpered but stood still as she does every time. He then walked over to Samantha’s wagon and opened the door making it slam, Kennedy was in there, for she and Samantha were Lovers, “Kennedy tell that bitch of Samantha that she will not see me this night and for the next two weeks. She has to learn what she did was wrong. Tell her to get ready because in six hours I will call all out to show them exactly what I do to my pets when they fuck with me!�?he yelled and then turned around and slammed the door behind him.

Soul made it to his wagon, Fourteen was there kneeling in the middle with the whip and chains neatly place before her, her hair was done up because she know that when he was this mad he wanted nothing to get in his way. Soul grabbed one of the chains, finding to worn place where he always placed them, he latched it to the hook that was there, he then hooked the other chain to the other post. He then when to his night stand and pulled out two leather wrist cuffs, he walked over to Fourteen and with one fluid movement he grabbed her hair and pulled it tight, he then placed her head between his knees with her face towards the floor, he then grabbed one arm and harshly pulled it back to place the leather cuff, it bit deep into her skin cutting and letting the blood flow out, the dark burgundy fluid made its way down her arm to her elbow. He let that arm go and with the same cruelness he did her other arm, Fourteen’s pain was only known by the tears that surged from her eyes. When he was finished he grabbed her by the hair and pulled her towards the chains, he latched the cuffs to the chain, pick up the whip and struck her hard ripping the shirt she was wearing. Once more the whip came with the same force, this time tearing he flesh, the burgundy fluid now flowed from the gashes on her back and the ones on her wrist still flowed covering her arms completely. She stood there with out a word, she wanted to yell but could not just like her children her voice was gone. All she could do was stand there and remember the crime she did against them, taking them to the point of no return, but unlike them who have found rest she would not until the Carnivale decided. This when on for five hours, her body nothing more than a bloody mess, “You will clean up my wagon and make leave of yourself once you are done.�?he barked at her. Fourteen looked up and whispered, “Ye, Master.�?her body now repairing the damage slowly, he walked out towards the impudent’s wagon.

He then stomped over to Samantha’s wagon, with one quick move her grabbed her by her hair and pulled her to the old tree stump in the middle of the wagon circle. “ALL OF YOU OUT HERE NOW!!!�?he yelled. Without a word all came out of there wagons and encircle him. “Its time for this little brat to know the Master’s wrath!�?he stated clearly so all could hear, he picked her up by the throat and torso raised her well above his head and slammed her down on the stump, everyone could hear the crack of her bones as they hit it. He was long from done with her, taking a blade out of his boot, he cut open her chest, he then pulled out her heart and stomped on it turning it into nothing more that mush. She yelled throughout this whole phase, the tearing out of her heart did not kill her for she was one of the many undead, just as he walked away her heart disappeared and the cut in her chest repaired itself, her heart began to beat one more, “Do Not make me mad once more pet, or next time I will tear you limb by limb!�?he stated as he walked back toward his wagon and Fourteen who was just getting out her torched. Samantha’s bones reformed and she got up and walked to her wagon, the once cold hearted seductress who use to play with men heart was now the one who was having her heart torn from her ever body.



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From: MSN NicknameNytewynde_SoulSent: 4/13/2006 2:31 AM

Soul makes his way back to his wagon, he pulls out a smoke from his pocket with his left hand and with his right a golden lighter with the letters engraved on them “RIP�? what a sense of humor Marcus has and how those letters mock him. Only if he could find true rest then all he did would have meant something. With a single fluid movement he light the lighter and brought both the cigarette and the lighter to his scarlet lips, he inhaled and the flame disappeared into the end of the cigarette. Pulling the lighter and smoke away from his lips the smoke swirled above his head like a halo, he gave and wicked chuckle. “Look like these are the only type of halos I will very have.�?He made it to his wagon the lights where out and that’s how he expected it to be Fourteen should have left the place like new, she knew the trick by now. He opened the door and the aroma of his favorite incense filled his lungs, memories of the first place he smelled this perfume came back in a flood. It was Egypt through the reign of Nefratiti, many thought her husband was the ruler but all he was a pawn in her plans. Now there was a woman that knew just how to please a man, the night he spent in her chamber, and not talking about how to run the world. He hit his head on the top cabinet and that brought him back to the here and now. He held his smoke in his mouth as he removed everything from his pockets and placed them on his counter. He removed his shirt and this muscular build of a man stood there in front of the full length mirror on the back of his bedroom door, his skin as white as sheet. He pulled out the cigarette from his mouth and spoke out load, “Even looking like the living dead and the women come to me like flies to honey.�?/FONT>

“Don’t make yourself out to be more that you are, little Bro!�?came from behind the door, Soul knew the voice from the first letter.

“Marcus, man what the hell are you doing here? Didn’t you go into town to have a little fun?�? Soul stated as the door opened and this man about the same height as him walked out.

“Well, Bro I came back with some news that might interest you.�? he gave Soul that smirk that told him that Marcus was planning something truly evil, �?I over heard someone in the bar tonight talking about a place where evil rules…�?How did he put it? Oh, yes his words where exactly, ‘Es gibt einen Platz waren schlechte Richtlinien und Schwärzungsreigns�?I think that’s how he said it, but you know my German is all not that good young one.�?he walked over to Soul’s bar and pulled out a bottle of scotch out with a glass.

“There is a place were evil rules and darkness reigns,�?Soul whispered in a low malicious way, “Do tell me more Man, I must know all.�?he stated as he walked over to the table and grabbed a seat.

Marcus walked the bottle over and pored himself a glass and handed the bottle to Soul, “Well from what I could make out, its on the Old Continent, and there has been much talk about daemon, were-creatures, vampyres, and other things that go bum in the night.�?/FONT>

Soul’s eyes where like a child in a candy store, “Then there might be something worth my hunt??�?he said almost drooling.

“There might little Bro.�?Marcus grinned.

“When can we leave, The Carnivale must give them a show they will not forget.�?Soul acted as thought he just came in his pants.

“I have not seen you like this in many eons, Bro,�?Marcus stated, “Its good to see that your hunger still grows with the notion of true quarry. I shall go tomorrow to the agency and make the preparations. If that is to your liking, or shall we wait until next month�?, Marcus knew the answer, but he love to fuck with Soul.

“Unless you want me to grab you and make you into a pretzel, You will do it first thing in the morning,�?Soul’s eyes became as cold as ice, “You do know I will not sleep until we are there?�?/FONT>

“Ye, that is what I was expecting.�?He stated coldly and walked out of Soul wagon.


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From: MSN NicknameŠÿήғułÐēĻΐģħ�?/nobr>Sent: 4/14/2006 5:01 AM

From the darkness she walked out and came into view, Marcus was making his way out of Soul’s trailer. “You told him.�?she stated, “I am going with him and you know why.�?/P>

Marcus sighed; he knew that with her in the mix things would not be good. He loved her to death but her and her two sisters where nothing to mess with. Marcus just walked away, Synful walked into the trailer and just pulled up a chair, “I know everything and I will be going with you no if, and or but about it. Understood!�?she looks at him and lets her lips curl into an evil smile. She sits and watches Soul to see what he is going to stay or do; she knows that he knows just whom she is and that not anything done to her in malice shall be taken lightly. She takes out her cards and begins to lay them out, she only pulls out three.

The first is the Death card

The next is the Emperor

In addition, the Last is the High Priestess

“Aaaa its here in the card that if you fight me, I shall win so way even try.�?she stats and look at him with a smile on her face.