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Post by ~Chelcie Brooke Ryans on May 22, 2013 1:45:28 GMT -6
----------------------- [/b]  -----------------------[/b] Walking down the streets late at night, probably at about midnight wasn’t the smartest idea for somebody to do, not when there were things lurking in the shadows. Chelcie felt that she could handle anything though, despite still being quite new to the hunting game, maybe she was feeling kind of arrogant to think that she could handle anything, it wasn’t as if she was totally defenceless as she had remembered to slip a knife into her jacket pocket before leaving. If there was one thing that she made sure she didn’t forget to do, it was carry some kind of weapon at all times, especially with all the things that she knew about the world and everything that could kill you in the dark.
Though unlike San Francisco which dwarfed the small town that she was currently living in, she was beginning to believe that nothing plagued the town, besides that vampire nest that Dean Winchester had helped her with a few nights before, but apart from that night Richmond was seeming like every other small town to her, and not at all dangerous like some of the larger cities were. She knew that she shouldn’t, but without finding anything that was bad about the town, she was beginning to get complacent which was probably explained why she was walking the streets at this time. She would usually be on her bike, because then at least she would be able to run if she had to, Chelcie still didn’t know how fast a vampire actually was, that one could quite easily outrun her motorcycle.
She’s heard about some club that was all ages from her roommate, Christian. Cut kid slightly awkward but in an adorable way, she also had no plans tonight or tomorrow, this was a good opportunity for to check out this club that was called, the underground. It was also a chance for her to meet some more of the locals, because as things stood the only people that she really knew were Christian and Dean, well besides the other college students of course, but that was more or less just nodding as they passed one another.
-----------------------[/b] Words - 361 Tag - Damon Salvatore Notes - Hope this was alright! Outfit - Clickity-Click![/center] |
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Post by Damon Guiseppe Salvatore on May 30, 2013 21:24:29 GMT -6
------------------------------ [/b][/size]  ------------------------------[/b][/size] Damon and Stefan had stopped in Richmond just like Damon planned and the two had split up to have their fair share of fun. Damon of course wanted to kill some people but he knew the consequences, the slayer would come after him and killed him even though he didn't really care about that. It wasn't like he was going to be staying in this town for a long time plus he'd be in Vegas pretty soon and travelling the world, he was pretty sure that the slayer wasn't going to hunt him down forever because come on the girl didn't have forever she had however long it was that she was going to stay alive.
Damon had already been to a rave and it was loud but he wanted to go to the underground since it was dark and crowded. Damon entered the club and looked out in the crowd, he had his attention one girl who didn't seem like she should be there and that was when he made his target. He walked behind the girl as if it was normal to be this creepy. Maybe by the end of the night he'd have someone to sleep with...or have a snack. "Hi there," he said in a sexy alluring voice. "Name's Damon," he told told the girl waiting for her to turn around if she did.
He should have gotten himself some alcohol but he didn't so oh well he could survive without for now. "What brings an awkward girl, sorry I mean pretty woman like you to a club like this?" He asked curiously even though he was faking it. He didn't care why she was there, he just wanted to charm her into bed or on the ground wherever they were going to do it. He knew that he could easily compel her but that wasn't fun and that was wrong unless she was used for a snack then that was okay. He couldn't help it, he wasn't hungry at the moment but he could be later on he didn't know but for now he would just sweet talk her. "Just curious," he said with a raise of both of his hands acting like he wasn't just some creepy guy. Damon wasn't creepy at all, he was just a psychopath.
Word count: 384
Tag: Chelcie
Outfit: might make later Iunno
Notes: Sorry it took long LOL fail on my part won't happen again unless school becomes hectic. ------------------------------[/b][/size][/center] |
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Post by ~Chelcie Brooke Ryans on Jun 9, 2013 11:19:46 GMT -6
----------------------- [/b] -----------------------[/b] It didn’t take too much longer for her to arrive to the nightclub; it had only been a few short kilometres from the university. She had wondered if she should have invited Christian along with her, it would save her from being hit on from drunken and horny sleazes, she wasn’t sure if he was busy or not. She could have probably helped him with his fear of people, he was still extremely nervous and timid around her, so it would have been good for him to go out, meet some people and let loose, no matter there was always next time, Chelcie then decided to send her roommate a text, letting him know about tonight.
As she was writing the message, ‘hey King, just letting you know that if you can it would be good to see you at the underground, yeah I know weird name for a nightclub; sounds a little too gothic for my tastes, cheers, Chels.’ After hitting send on her cell and slipping it in her back pocket, the young hunter wandered over to an open space on the dance floor, not feeling in the mood to dance, even if she knew how to but she was enjoying the band currently on stage. The band when you compared it to other more mainstream stuff would be considered old school the style, but in her opinion rockabilly was still leaps and bounds ahead of some of the latest artists to hit the scene, she even found herself tapping her foot, on the verge of bopping.
Chelcie wasn’t a shy or timid girl, she knew how to have conversations and get along with most people, though given what her topics usually were this could be argued. She didn’t like talking about all the normal things, that her gender was associated with, she was a tomboy through and through, she was more at home sweating it out in the gym, and talking with other like minded people, it was probably why she got more excited with meeting another hunter then she should. The only time that she ever felt uncomfortable, was when she caught herself in girl talk, about dresses and other fluffy things, she certainly didn’t care what state her hair was in most days, though it was usually under her helmet.
Tonight even despite her confidence was feeling out of place, and slightly alone as she stood in probably the only open space that allowed her to have some room, without the need to touch one of the other smelly, sweaty dancers. She had been about to make her way over toward the bar, when he heard him man’s voice that both sounded sexy and alluring, coming up behind her which wasn’t stalkerish at all, the young woman considered jabbing her elbow into his abdominal, to prove that it wasn’t the greatest idea. But she already had this man figured out or so she thought. She thought that this Damon guy, would just turn out to be like all the other horny testosterone filled men in this nightclub, Chelcie was even hoping he would try something on her, just so she would have an excuse, she’d probably get an applaud from the other patrons as well. “Move on buddy. I’m not really in the mood to be groped tonight.” She finally spoke to the man behind, in a bored tone hoping that in doing so, she would be able to upset him.
She did all she could to hold back a cringe at the guy’s lame attempt at starting a conversation, first calling her awkward while instantly apologizing and then calling her pretty. Well it wasn’t all that bad really, at least this Damon fellow was confident, which she could at least respect him for that, however no matter how smooth he seemed to appear she still wasn’t going to give him anything, not even a cute girly giggle that Chelcie had no doubt, he was use to receiving.
It did get her to face him though, his attempted flirt. But really she had had plan of her own, and with already thinking as if she knew who this guy was all about, Chelcie was hoping for a few easy drinks. With a cute giggle as best as she could manage, and doe eyes to go along with the giggle, Chelcie attempted her best impression of a blonde bimbo like so many here tonight, how hard could acting like one really be, all she had to do was drop her intelligence drastically down. “Like totally OMG, you are so funny why would you think I think that I thought you were being creepy by approaching me!?” Chelcie squealed and in hindsight, she was just a tad over the top but she was now in the moment so it couldn’t be helped.
Her only hope was that, that sentence had given him as much of a headache as she received from saying it, then giving Damon a light, firm push making sure to get a could grip of his chest she pushed him away. “Hey would you be a honey and get me a delish raspberry vodka crusier that would totally be like soo awesome if you good!” she squealed again turning her back on him, and only then taking a good breath in, from her overly long and hyped up sentence.
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Post by Damon Guiseppe Salvatore on Jun 16, 2013 22:24:42 GMT -6
------------------------------ [/b][/size] ------------------------------[/b][/size] Damon was going to have his fun with this girl. He wasn't exactly sure what he was going to do with her but he would figure it out. He had a lot on his mind right now and the woman intrigued him but she did seem a little bit annoying. Damon had met a lot of annoying woman in the past and he had to kill basically all of them or use them at least. He remembered how annoying Caroline was, well she was still a little bit annoying but he had gotten used to her. Now that his humanity was off he would be even more annoyed with her which he didn't care about since he was far from Mystic Falls so he shouldn't care about the people or what was in that town.
There was a lot of things in Mystic Falls that he was remembering and he didn't like it one bit. He knew that out of him and his brother he would be the one to turn on his humanity just simply because Damon did give in quite easily if it dealt with a loved one or something. But if no one had any tricks then Damon would be the hardest and he was planning on being stubborn. He hated having his humanity, having his humanity on was just so overrated and he wasn't going to turn it on any time soon. He didn't get why vampires liked to feel, it was the best feeling in the world to feel but it was the worst also. Heartache was the worst and he didn't like it. Who really did? So what was the point of having humanity if all there was to life was despair?
Damon had to roll his eyes when she spoke. Really? Couldn't the woman do better than that? If she was indeed a valley girl then she was being really annoying with the voice and just everything but if she was faking it then she must have thought she was some hot shit. "I wasn't being funny...I think you need to sit down," god Damon already needed a drink, this girl was just pissing him off to know extent. He wasn't sure how he would be able to tolerate her, she was basically like a human Caroline which was not a good thing at all. Hopefully the woman would stop acting like that soon or Damon may just have to snap her neck instantly, yeah he was a psychopath apparently.
He was on the fence of buying the girl a drink because what if she got drunk and became even more annoying? "Maybe if you cut the crap then I'll buy you a drink," he told her with a smirk. He wasn't onto the woman or anything but he just wanted her to stop talking like that, he couldn't handle it for a long period of time even though it had been a short time. She just needed to stop now. "I'll be getting myself a drink though," he told her acting a little jerk like. Hey, if Damon didn't want to be a gentleman than he didn't have to be but when he wanted to he could. "I never got your name," he told the girl. He wanted to know her name just so he could remember another victim.
Damon looked over to see a girl, he could sense her somehow knowing it was her. A certain blonde that was going to be on his case and the only one that could be was Lexi. He rolled his eyes and was instantly irritated. He knew the woman was stronger and faster so he had no chance, she wasn't going to ruin his fun though. Damon knew she wanted to get him and Stefan so he just had to escape when she was distracted. He looked over to someone who was beside him and compelled them to go talking to Lexi and when they went over to her he looked at the girl and said, "Sorry, looks like our little meeting has to be cut short," he then walked away from the girl quickly and when he was at a safe distance he used his vamparic speed to get out of there.
Word count: 709
Tag: Chelcie
Notes: I decided to end it here because well Damon has his humanity back on so I want every thread he is in to be done. :3 ------------------------------[/b][/size][/center] |
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Post by ADMIN ASHLEY on Jun 20, 2013 1:09:39 GMT -6
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