Smear (Jun 25, 2011 8:04:10 PM)
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Carla Martinez (Jun 25, 2011 8:04:56 PM)
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Smear (Jun 25, 2011 8:04:59 PM)
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Smear (Jun 25, 2011 8:05:42 PM)
(So, you have a full alert, alive, awake mortal... He's blindfolded, but he likley knows that the two people he was with were just murdered from all the talk...)
Smear (Jun 25, 2011 8:05:54 PM)
(Tell me what happens from here...)
Carla Martinez (Jun 25, 2011 8:07:12 PM)
(He was taken back to Carla's Haven... And the following night she started regretting what she'd done... Cause.. Well there's nothing she can do to make his life better...)
Smear (Jun 25, 2011 8:07:45 PM)
(well now, easy up there sister)
Smear (Jun 25, 2011 8:08:06 PM)
(Care to tell me how you're transporting this poor soul? Are you dumping him in the back of the van with the corpses of the Sabbat?)
Smear (Jun 25, 2011 8:08:15 PM)
(Blind folded still? Tied and bound?)
Carla Martinez (Jun 25, 2011 8:08:42 PM)
(Yes to all the above. I belive it was posted before we all left that night... Morning... Day)
Smear (Jun 25, 2011 8:09:34 PM)
(so we're torturing him first before we murder him, got it! Okay, so he's in your haven... Are you keeping him there all day and napping? Or doing this before bed?)
Carla Martinez (Jun 25, 2011 8:10:28 PM)
(Well, I bb'ed that she kept him there over night.... So the following day >.< )
Smear (Jun 25, 2011 8:10:50 PM)
(... overnight? following day?... You mean overday and the following night?)
Carla Martinez (Jun 25, 2011 8:11:00 PM)
(Yes >.<)
Smear (Jun 25, 2011 8:11:26 PM)
(okay, so to avoid having to read your BB, how are you keeping this poor soul quiet and stopping him from fleeing?)
Carla Martinez (Jun 25, 2011 8:12:04 PM)
Keeping him tied and bound with Max watching him)
Smear (Jun 25, 2011 8:12:15 PM)
(You're a real charmer.)
Carla Martinez (Jun 25, 2011 8:12:42 PM)
( =( She can't help it! She thought she could help but... It's not fair on him =( )
Smear (Jun 25, 2011 8:13:05 PM)
(Whatever helps you sleep at night... Day....)
Smear (Jun 25, 2011 8:13:10 PM)
(Alright, so...)
Smear (Jun 25, 2011 8:14:19 PM)
*The last light leaves the sky and cold blood stirs your corpse once more, shaking the sleep of death and sending yet another monster into the world of the living... This one has dinner in the basement, all trussed up and ready to eat, like some castle dwelling elder, more beast then human, having it's servants bring a villager to the altar to be slaughtered*
Carla Martinez (Jun 25, 2011 8:19:01 PM)
*As she stired, she starred up at the ceiling recalling the night before and all she'd done. Closing her eyes once more, she ran her hands over her face and hoped it would all go away, that it was just a bad dream. but she knew it wasn't. He was there, tide up as she'd found him... What had she done? In her attempts to "Save" him, she'd only made matters worse. Slipping from the sheets, she pulled on a shirt and her boots before heading to where he had been "Stored" the realisation of her actions finally hitting her like a brick to the face*
Smear (Jun 25, 2011 8:20:08 PM)
*As you crack open the door, the bound, gaged and blindfolded man stirs. His body still shaking from both fear and cold, the light from outside passing through the cloth cover over his eyes, enough to make him realise someone was coming. He begins to make pittiable noises..*
Carla Martinez (Jun 25, 2011 8:24:52 PM)
*She watched him for a long moment, pressing her lips together softly as she closed her eyes and slowly moved towards him* .. The things you've seen, that have happened to you... I would wish upon no one... I can't begin to imagine what they did to you... But it's likely much worse than they did to me... They say what doesn't kill you makes you stronger... But I can't watch you suffer anymore... *She moved to him, crouching as she came to a stop* It's better this way...
Smear (Jun 25, 2011 8:25:47 PM)
*Muffled sounds of pleading and head shaking as the best he can muster, sweat mixing with tears as he trys to shuffle side ways away from you, desperate to beg for his life through the gag*
Carla Martinez (Jun 25, 2011 8:28:07 PM)
*She reached out grasping his shoulder as she closed her eyes* I'm sorry.... You've seen to much... I can't fix you... I came into this world at least knowing a little... But your to Fragile.. I'm sorry... *She drag him back towards her as best she could, her fangs extending as she did so*
Smear (Jun 25, 2011 8:29:08 PM)
*He squirmed and fought, but wounded, tired, malnourished and bound he was little match for you.*
Carla Martinez (Jun 25, 2011 8:33:04 PM)
*She wrapped her arms about him with a vice grip, gently rocking him from side to side* Shh, shh now... It's better this way... Really it is... I'm sorry I couldn't save you.... I'm sorry they got you... But it'll be over soon.... *She placed a kiss upon his neck, before she swiftly bit into his neck, her eyes closing as she began to drink deeply from him, burning blood if she began to feel she could not drink anymore*
Smear (Jun 25, 2011 8:33:24 PM)
(How much are you taking?)
Carla Martinez (Jun 25, 2011 8:34:15 PM)
(Until he slips away)
Smear (Jun 25, 2011 8:34:42 PM)
*The body stops it's struggle and falls silent... But, sadly, that leaves you with a corpse to dispose of.*
Carla Martinez (Jun 25, 2011 8:36:19 PM)
*Carrying the corpse, she headed to her car, pulling on her jacket once in the drivers seat. Corpse in the trunk, she'd head -back- to the bayou, somewhere close to the area they'd found the poor kids*
Smear (Jun 25, 2011 8:36:47 PM)
(Dumping his corpse back into the swamp for the gators?)
Carla Martinez (Jun 25, 2011 8:37:01 PM)
(Yes)
Smear (Jun 25, 2011 8:38:12 PM)
(Cons roll, diff 8.)
Carla Martinez (Jun 25, 2011 8:38:48 PM)
06/26/11 00:38:36 Carla Martinez rolls 3 dice vs. diff of 8 to Conscience…: 8, 8, 7 : 2 successes
Smear (Jun 25, 2011 8:38:53 PM)
(What!? c'mon!)
Carla Martinez (Jun 25, 2011 8:39:14 PM)
Why can't I get that sort of roll when I'm doing other shit?!)
Smear (Jun 25, 2011 8:39:22 PM)
(Well, you feel utterly heart broken by what you've done... Hot tears of sorrow heart broken... But, the good news is you still FEEL.)
Carla Martinez (Jun 25, 2011 8:42:45 PM)
*She lowered his body into the water, her eyes becoming filled with tears as he sank and she moved out of it once again. She couldn't even really see where she was going. The tears were to much, the thick. Climbing back into her car, she leant her head against the steering wheel and sobbed her poor dead heart out. She wished she could have saved him... But she just couldn't.... Especially not now...*
Smear (Jun 25, 2011 8:43:35 PM)
*Keep telling yourself that, with all the Ventrue who could have made him forget, or your ability to ghoul him into loyal silence... Or, heck, any number of options, you MONSTER!*
Carla Martinez (Jun 25, 2011 8:46:49 PM)
*She was... She was no better than the blood she'd been reborn from... Starting the car once again, her face covered in blood tears, she began to make her way much more slowly back towards the Haven, locking herself away before she could cause anyone else more harm.*
Smear (Jun 25, 2011 8:47:31 PM)
*You're bad, and you should FEEL bad!*
Carla Martinez (Jun 25, 2011 8:50:28 PM)
(Any more Torture? Or Shall I go BB and let you get back to your rp? lol)
Smear (Jun 25, 2011 8:50:51 PM)
(No no, you're all good :
Carla Martinez (Jun 25, 2011 8:51:12 PM)
(Thank yoooooou *Snugs*)
Smear (Jun 25, 2011 8:53:53 PM)
(Go! Play!)
Carla Martinez (Jun 25, 2011 8:54:06 PM)
*Salutes!*
Carla Martinez (Jun 25, 2011 8:54:11 PM)
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Smear (Jun 25, 2011 9:02:53 PM)
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