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Walking beyond the realm of sanity,

I lose my footing.

I stumble and I fall.
Wearing my masks I befriend them,

But I am not myself.

They see me, but I lose sight.

In the darkness I fall,

I know where I am
I know who I am.

I deceive them.

I deceive her.

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The night was still and the fog thick. There was no movement save the rustle of the trees that almost seemed to be a whisper.
All occupants of the manor on the hill side slept soundly save one. Xavier Fairbain stood starring silently out a second story window. He was a dark, brooding man who had come to the manor many months ago to assist with the training of Lord O’Callaghan’s personal guard. Lord O’Callaghan had did not even suspect what Xavier truly was. Xavier had kept his secret well and gained their trust leading ultimately to the execution of this plan this night.
From the window Xavier could see the wolves begin to gather in the gardens below his face cracked with a seldom seen half smile that flashed the white of his sharp teeth in the moonlight. Tonight would be the beginning of the end for so many. Enormous packs of wolves like the one gathering before him were also assembling at manors across the land. Tonight they would end the bloodlines of the chosen and a new era would dawn.
Xavier turned swiftly from the window and ran silently to the gardens where the wolves had gathered. He gripped the sword at his side firmly, stood in front of the wolves and let out a bone chilling howl. With their attention now on him he began. “Tonight my brothers we hunt! Tonight we take back what is rightfully ours and begin a journey that will change our destiny forever” He howled again all the wolves before him howled back in unison. “Leave no survivors.” With that Xavier turned back to the house and drew his sword. With another howl he and the pack of wolves stormed the manor.

The noise from outside had woken a seldom few and none in the house stood a chance. Xavier had drugged the Lords personal guard, they slept in their quarters behind the manor and they would wake in the morning to discover the massacre. The wolves flooded into every room and corridor, mauling and killing any whom they crossed paths with. None stood a chance at fighting them off.
The O’Callaghan family slept soundly on the third floor. Xavier was making his way to their rooms. He was certain they would have woken or been woken by now and he did not want any thing left to chance. He reached the door to Lord O’Callaghan’s room and kicked it in, the bed was empty. Xavier howled, frustrated that he had not been faster. He turned and ran out and down the hall. He knew where the Lord and Lady would be, desperate to save their precious little Imogen. He grinned to himself, how weak these so called chosen are.
As he came to Imogen’s bedroom door he discovered it wide open and the curtains at the window were billowing in the wind. Xavier ran to the window and could see in the darkness below two shadows running towards the forest that surrounded the rear of the manor. He jumped onto the window sill and leapt to the ground below. Xavier hit the ground running and began to swiftly close the gap between the Lord and Lady O’Callaghan.
Xavier raised his sword above his head as he reached them. They had no chance of escape; he could hear the weight of their breath as they ran for their lives. Xavier dropped his sword with all his force and strength he and leapt easily over Lady O’Callaghan’s body as she dropped lifelessly to the ground her head severed at the neck.
Lord O’Callaghan let out a wail of grief but kept running, he changed direction suddenly in an attempt to out wit Xavier.
Xavier easily changed direction with him and began to out stride the Lord. Xavier spun around quickly swinging his sword and feeling it connect with the Lord O’Callaghan. Only then did he realize that the Lord had held something in his arms, Lord O’Callaghan had dropped to his knees holding the lifeless body of his beloved daughter Imogen. Xavier’s sword had connected with her skull killing her instantly her face was obscured by a blanket but Xavier could see the flash of her red hair through the cut his sword had made in the blanket.
Lord O’Callaghan wept and screamed at Xavier “End my life now, for you have taken all that I hold dear from me. No life I could ever lead now would be a life worth living. Raise your sword you filthy half blood scum and end this torture.” Xavier grinned and raised his sword, “With pleasure my Lord.” With that Xavier thrust his sword into the Lords chest pushing it a little deeper as the Lord O’Callaghan wheezed his last breath and died. “Today your Torture and the Torture you inflicted on me and my Kin ends.” Xavier muttered as he reefed his sword out of the Lord’s chest, he watched as his lifeless body fell to the ground still grasping the body of his daughter. Xavier snickered to himself and ran back toward the manor lusting for the hunt.

As the household of the O’Callaghan’s fell to the wolves Imogen’s room stood silent and still the wind having dropped. Nothing could be heard save the breath of the small red headed girl hiding there beneath the floor. Her name was Imogen Avaline O’Callaghan and on this night she would become the last of her kind.

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>> No.2  
Ok, so its short but it isn't a final copy its an idea at the moment and it will be the most detailed form of what i am writing i will post but that said i hope that you have enjoyed so far. 
>> No.3  

. . . . . claps damn.. i mean it, damn!

ok, being the usual (odd) person i am. . . i still cant think of anything to say.. ok, i lied, theres this; bravo.

>> No.4  

lol no constructive criticism then? I think it may be time to start chapter one and refine this when i am done. I am working on a character prof for Xavier so keep an eye out or two if you like.

>> No.5  

bump

>> No.6  

lol i just liked the thought of furrys vs normal people
i know you werent going out of your way to do that

>> No.7  

surely the wolves would sniff imogen hiding?

>> No.8  

The girl under the floor should have been discovered and raped.



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32965 No.1   [Reply]

http://www.blaynebittner.com/

check it out :)



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65880 No.1   [Reply]

shut up and get in
tv.40cakes(dot)com/sunnydale



>> No.2  

mmmmmm'kay.. was going on again? (points for the 'direct entry' no preludes)

seems our first enemy is quite cunning, if not paranoid enough to plan out his kills.. evidenly not well enough, though :3 looking forward to more

>> No.3  

i do remember mentioning that it would be a little obscure.

>> No.4  

i likes it :D
your a really good writer Papuru :D :D

and woo for the furrys!

is it set in ireland btw?
o callaghans an irish name (tis my aunties)

>> No.5  

>>2 ah, oops.. meant to put 'on' (i sense that may have caused a few mis-understandings -_-' )

>>4 furries? in her story? (its more likely than i though, evidently)
mm'yeah, i agree with the shorter o' two kittehs, very well written (and this is just the prelude o_O.. i smell a challenger approaching!!)

>> No.6  

>>4

Actually it is or will be set in a fictional place. i just dont know what or where that place is yet... much pondering to do. thanks for the compliment though i was worried about it as usual.

I love that pic it is dark but nice in it sown strange way. no furry ref intended though pic is mostly unrelated.

i knew that name was from Ireland that's y i chose it. it seems appropriate.

>> No.7  

>>5

lol a challenger approaches huh.

most def not a furry story. what Xavier actually is will be revealed later.

>> No.8  

>>7 ahh, good to know (kinda thought a form of relation between pic an' wolves)

and yes; a challenger. . . eyes narrow<< ... nah, it'll be good to see more than just my crap floating around here :P crap that needs a finished chapter already << stares angrily into mirror he knows who it is. . .

speaking of the no.1 german fetish; im kinda working on a CatGirl D20 game. . all catgirls and admins invited, if they want :3 though it'll take a while to actually have a working system. . .though i feel i'll be using some pre-made classes/items/spells and such. .. should be fun, eh?

also, welcome back ^~^

>> No.9  

>>8

Thanks posting the end of the prelude in just a moment. Then sadly folks i cant post much more than teasers. kitty love

>> No.10  

What happened tho the op?

>> No.11  

>>10

i posted the entire prelude and removed it.





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right, considering that i even havent started yet (not lazy.. ok, i little but mainly because i want to start out strong/relavent.. but i will work on it today), i'll post a little bit o' knowledge about our ' "villain" to be', Aero Slyde!

Subject name: Aero Slyde
Subject age: open for debate..
Subject occupation: Agent (for one 'Raynor'.. /d/atabase is not sure if it is an alias or his real name..)
Subject style: uses long-bladed 'items', subject to change spontaniously, depending on situation and mood
Subject family: one sister,Lisa: killed (by her Owner)
mother,Fiona: killed (by her Owner)
father,Matthew: killed (by Aero's hand)
Subject history: /d/atabase needs time to retreive info.. estimated ETA: 2 hours (if not, sooner)

yeesh.. not the happiest so far for him, eh? (keep in mind; those who are the coolest on the outside, are shattered inside... another saying: the Author is the ultimate evil in stories)

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>> No.10  

>>9

waiting waiting waiting, my prelude isnt finished yet but i am working on it. it has been rather a hectic week i must say. time for more blogging i think.

>> No.11  

>>10 yeah.. sorry about the waiting -_-'.. after writing about 4-5 pages, i realized something. . .: to much happened!! and i dont mean the standard details that help spread out the ongoing plot with smarmy actions and thoughts, no, i mean alot as in things that should happen much much (MUCH) later in the story. believe me, highlighting over 17k words and pressing 'delete' made me sick enough to lay down, take a nap than rue the wasted hours on letting things get out of hand.

yes, i know that the author should merely record and chronicle the actions and words of the characters, thus a story is made, n'est pas? (might be typo)
but after re-reading it (2 times), i saw that at some point, it slightly skewed into a whole 'nother list of actions and words.. actions and words best held onto for later times and places.

but fear not! i will post atleast 3 pages before Saturday because i have recently gotten over my sickness of wearing down my keyboard for something that would make a 2nd-grade english teacher cringe. (dont think too much into that, im not exactly thinking while i write) i still have atleast.. .. 1 page that i kept, mainly because thats where my thoughts gained a twisted life of their own.

main point of my irrelivant (somewhat) ramblings? i am very sorry for delaying the 'no more hesitations!' by roughly 5-6 days. considering that i have Friday off, i plan to spend nearly all my time on that on my break-time. i know my word is almost as good as a turd painted gold, but this time i intend to actually stick with what i write. . . (and i've been watching too much Zero Punctuation, so my grammer has slightly been modified to fit his types of ranting. .and yes, i am rambling yet again)

>> No.13  

right.. its Sunday instead of Saturday.. but since its Easter, i decided to post most of what i have now.. yeah, it's been roughly two weeks (i think) but it took me about a month to write ch2.. yeah. . . (making progress on speed, i suppose)

RIGHT! without further stalling/bad jokes (thank Surt for that, amirite?) heres the first 2-ish pages of chaptah 3.. i might get done with the rest today, too.

Chapter 3: Training Pains

TimeL 12:21
Place: Tempest Residence

Once Ronoe ran off, Evee returned home.. so much happened today already.. she got his present, which she was glad that that one man, Aero, helped her. without him noticing that she dropped it, she would have wasted her money for nothing! 'he did seem odd though.. was he a traveler?' it wasn't rare to have travelers go through Ne O'ch. most of the population here was temporary, after all. In the Trader's Grounds, most merchants and wanderers stayed at the inns.

After placing the food and other items where they belonged, Evee went to her room. It was on the first floor, on the opposite side of the kitchen and stairwell. She walked in and closed the door behind her. Her room was a lot bigger than Ronoe's, now that she thought about it. In one corner, right under the window, was her bed. It was a large bed, too.. Fit for two, actually.. Evee voilently shook her head to clear the thoughts bubbling up concerning the bad and it's capacity. She had a number of dessers and drawers. They usually heald dresses, skirts, blouses and accessories like the occasional ribbon or bracelet. There was also a large, heavily cushioned chair that was next to the bed.. Evee remembered when her and Ronoe feel asleep on the chair, when they were little. They were reading one of Ashu's books; a book regarding legends and myths. They laughed when the 'Tempest Two' showed up. She shook her head yet again, her hair frizzing as it whirled around. 'why am i thinking about all of this..? And why does it bother me like this?' she asked herself.. was it the ring? would this be the item that brought them.. Closer? true, Ronoe always wanted the best for her, usually through her own methods and she always thanked him for that.. but did he feel the same for her? "its al so very confusing.." she said softly, holding the ring close to her, her grip on it much harder than she noticed. "maybe.. if i just take a small nap.." the pink-haired pretty sat on the cushy chair, sinking in once she landed. she drifted off, unable to keep her thoughts away from her Master.

most of page one... sigh such a troubled individual. oh well, it'll get much better the next day, right? (.. ..right?!)

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continued from. . .

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Ronoe snuck into his home through the kitchen door. He took a small detour through the Grounds, wanting to make sure that she couldn't follow him. he mentally kicked himself for running like that 'yeah, that's a real attractive way to show her that you care!' he screamed and thrashed on the inside.. Being as sneaky as possible on the surface, creeping up the stairs to his room. 'i was gonna kiss her.. and she was gonna kiss me back.. i know she was about to! but then that damn Salman had to pop up like a bad itch..' the frustrated paramour-to-be growled lowly 'what if he didn't show up?! things could have gone from there.. i mean, hell, we've known each othr for..' he paused in his tracks 'since i cant remember! and who knows what would have followed.. I've never kissed her before.. i wonder what its like.. i mean, i'm sure she hasnt kissed anyone before either..' Ronoe entered his room, closing the door quietly "surely some good would have come from it?!" Ronoe shouted, and immediately flinched from his voice echoing through his room. "i mean come on.." he dragged his feet to a chair next to a wide window "it was so close i could taste it.. i bet she's just as mad about it.. what if she still wants to kiss me?" hope started to rise in his voice. "yeah.. maybe i could plan out something at the cave. I could give her the gift there." he looked over to his closet. he hid Evee's present near the bottom of it. "but what if she doesnt? nah.. she would love it.. right?" he waited for an awnser, but only silence followed his words.

He stood up suddenly. "you know what? that's what i'll do! i'll give it to her and she'll love it and tomorrow, we'll celebrate at the nearest tavern!" the eager boy smiled wide. "after training, i'll give it to her, she'll love me for it and we wont have to worry about anything else!" he went over to his closet, the gift hidden in a satchel. He picked up the bad, it filled with his personal collection of herbs and medical items, should the occasion ever arise to use them. "with this, i'll go to the cave, start my training, show off for her a little.." he grinned "and once i'm done, we can relax for the rest of the day!" he put the bag on, the strap going over his shoulder. "just you wait, Evee! i'll finally give you what you really deserve!" a flood of energy washing over him, he sprinted and leapt out the window, easily rolling as he landed. "let's do this!!" he continued sprinting at staggering speeds to his training area, ready for anything.

******

Ashu got done with his entry when he heard a dull 'thump' and a muffled cry. he sighed quietly. "damn kid. must have something up his scarf.."

heheh.. yeah, just had to end it there :3
seems that plans and worries are on everyone's mind today.. lets see if anything gets solved, eh?

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>> No.15  

>>14

Oh you do know how to tease. a budding love and torn emotions how intriguing. i do so want to know how it works out... though i am not so sure that in hoping for the best that the best will happen... only time and the authors key strokes will tell... congratulations on yet another grand piece to add to your story.

>> No.16  

>>15
heh, define 'grand' :3 (true, i do think that this'll be the longest chapter so far. .)

after a mini-litarary spit-balling, i've decided that i'll post the rest of this chapter. . . and for ch4 and up, i'll only post main events and general overviews. "but Sir J..why?!" other than possible later legal problems (copypasta and stealing), and the pain of typing it over again (and that sucks quite alot of CatGirl futa balls. . .but i wouldnt complain, considering the combanation), i dont think it would be best for the the actual story.. again, with someone simply ripping it off, i'd hate to see someone just go 'hurr durr, i r creative!' and basically destroy it. . sure, i might be overly paranoid, but i think i have a valid point/reason. . as far as what i will post, i'll still post stuff like history lessons/Ashu's journal entries and maybe even wordly lessons (history, ect.) but as far as the actual story.. i'll just keep it to myself (and maybe share it with a few other trusted /d/eviants and CatGirls. . .)

so, yeah.. its not the lurkers, its just my paranoia. (also: tl;dr post rest later than random info on world)

>> No.17  

i tried Joe..
but... eh
i got distracted and i forgot where i was and yeah..

>> No.18  

>>17
. . im sure you did. (pretty sure how you got distracted, too)

meh, dont worry about it, i have. . .2-3readers max? (safe bet to say 1, atleast :3)

>> No.19  

>>18

aww i was only joking
dont be sad?

lol and how did i get distracted then?



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Lord Aengus McDonnough:

Aengus is a loving father to his twins Blayne and Ilyssa McDonnough, a loving husband to Shaye McDonnough and adoptive father to Imogen O’Callaghan. Aengus is as good to his twins and Imogen as he can possibly be, teaching them the old ways of the land and ensuring that they all are equipped with the skills they will need for their futures. However Aengus is often troubled by the rift between his wife Shaye and their adoptive daughter Imogen.

Aengus is considered to be one of the kindest noblemen of the land; he is fair yet firm and has never unjustly prosecuted any soul. This has however made him seem weak to other noblemen whom rule their land with iron fists. This is not the case, as any person who has crossed this man in combat would know; it is the quiet ones that you have to be careful of.

Lady Shaye McDonnough:

Shaye is a loving mother to her twins Blayne and Ilyssa McDonnough, a loving wife to Aengus McDonnough and adoptive mother to Imogen O’Callaghan. Shaye is proud of the young adults that her twins are becoming, however she cannot handle the way Imogen has distaste for everything she is ever taught to learn her place in life and marry well to ensure her bloodline continues. Though it could be said that Shaye’s main problem with Imogen is the jealousy she feels towards the relationship Imogen has with Aengus and Blayne

Shaye was a baby born to poverty and taken by a noble family who had not been able to have babes of their own. She was to be the second child in the family she was taken to and so as a girl she was expected to learn her place and know it well for she was expected to marry well. The years of discipline Shaye had endured to be able to fill her place had made her somewhat of a hard woman who expected nothing less from her daughters than what she had endured as a child.

Blayne McDonnough:

Blayne is young, strong and righteous. He believes in the morals his father always taught him. He is an excellent swordsman, taught by the wisest warrior in the land, his father Aengus McDonnough. Blayne dreams of adventure and battle.

He is a twin to Ilyssa McDonnough but he finds it hard to be close with her even with the bond they share as twins. He can’t understand the pointless things she does to waste her days away by their mother’s side. And then on the other hand his adoptive sister Imogen O’Callaghan who is his best friend. There is no place she will not go and nothing she will not do with him. Imogen and her governess came to live with Blayne and his family when Blayne, Ilyssa and Imogen were all only 3 years old. So they have grown up with each other and no one knows either of them better than they know each other.

Ilyssa McDonnough:

Ilyssa is a beautiful yound lady. She is everything that she is expected to be as a lady and spends hours each day with her mother preparing for when she is to marry. Ilyssa does not bother herself with anything she thinks to be outside of her place and always expects a certain level of respect to be given to her by everyone. After all she is to be Lady Ilyssa McDonnough.

Ilyssa has a dark side to her however. She is greatly jealous of Imogen her adoptive sister and will do anything in her power to destroy the relationship between Imogen and Ilyssa’s twin Blayne. Imogen is closer to Blayne than Ilyssa will ever be. Ilyssa being Blayne's twin thinks that there is nothing more distasteful than them being closer than she and Blayne are. Also Imogen refuses to learn her place within the household which is something no lady should ever do, let alone the clothes she wears. Ilyssa considers Imogen a disgrace to her family and will be glad to see the back of her.

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>> No.2  

since i cant think of something smarmy, i'll just say this:
'tis /d/amn good! (to say the least) its nice to see that all characters have a certain.. je ne c'est pas connection with each other. i cant really put it into words, but i can tell that they're a family. the somewhat-trivial histories show why they act the way they do and why there might be conflicts later on. (i can almost smell the idea of Ilyssa sending out people to 'look for' Imogen..)

its also great that you added in how the 'outside' world views them, about Aengus being considered a 'weak nobleman' among the more heartless ones. and is it just me or do i sense a possible romance (if not, a strong comrade relation) between Blayne and Imogen?

i would have to say (again): if your this 'detailed/thinking of everything important' about their bios, then i hate to think of the gap of time that seperates me and your first chapter. reading this kinda makes me want to finish ch3.. (ok.. atleast write a page or two, considering that i want alot of things to happen here.. heheheh)

>> No.3  

>>2

Thank you. I think i have enough now to at least start on my prelude i just need to focus a little.

Only time will tell of the relationships between the first few in my cast of what i believe may be many.

Hopefully there wont be too much time between now and completion of the prelude. it depends on how carried away i get i guess.



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My ideas so far for my stories heroin.

When I think of her and who she is, I can see a tall slim young woman with long curly red hair. Her eyes are a beautiful deep sapphire blue and she holds her self well, always walking with pride in her step. Her age is around 17 years of old and she is from a noble bloodline. However she is the last surviving person from her bloodline. She has been raised by a governess in the home of a nobleman’s family. This was not because she lacked the money to have and maintain her own house hold but because her parents had wished her to be raised surrounded by family and taught the virtues and morals that every woman should learn.
However she is hardly any other woman and has always shown distaste for learning the place of a woman in her world. She wishes only to learn the skills of battle and become a warrior in her world. A dream that she had felt she would never be able to achieve, but then would never give up on either.
As a girl she was always outside playing with the different animals of the forest. She had always refused to dress as women in her world do and instead wore light loose fitting men’s clothing that her tailor had adapted for her more feminine build.
She is haunted by her past or at least the parts of it that she can remember. She knows her family was taken from her at a very young age and that her adopted family was very close friends of theirs. She has a deep secret that she dare not tell her adoptive family, a secret that only she knows of. For if she was to tell of whom or at least what she truly is she would no longer be safe, she would become the hunted.

Her name is Imogen Avaline O’callaghan and she is my Fiery Red Head.

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>> No.2  

hold on.. feels around and pops eyes back in bravo. that is all.

nah, i gots mah more. very well done, much more detailed than anything that i ever put down on paper. (most of my characters' histories are just kept in my head.. save for Aero)

if your this detailed about her profile, i'd love to see what you can do with a full story!(if you noticed, i never even said what Evee, Ashu or Salman looked like, save for Evee's hair and eye color)

>> No.3  

>>2

blushes Thank you. There were so many more details i wanted to put in but i felt that they were details best left for the story because there is a story and her history will be large part of it.

I felt like i had to describe her, i couldn't get the image of her out of my head and she is really rather striking. Even if i do say so myself.

Really i am just glad that it made sense and that i wasn't rambling on like a twit. i need to do a couple of more histories before i start other wise i feel like i will be starting blindly.

>> No.4  

Also what do you all think of her name?

>> No.5  

>>4
sounds like a name with a legacy behind it.. but i wish i had the ability to say it 3 times fast.
kinda wondering if the rest of your 'cast' will have just as interesting names and backstories, too.

heh.. kinda reminds me of a joke (from The Spoony Experiment): "why a spoon..?" 'because its dull, you twit! it'll hurt more!' :3 heheh..

>> No.6  

>>5

Well I have posted a little back story on the adoptive family and tomorrow...dare i say it... i begin... dun dun dun...more drama lol. (btw i can say Imogen's name three times fast :P)

Heh i have heard that one before always makes me laugh. Though i am not sure how your reminded of that joke by this lol, possibly makes it even more funny :3



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As you can see I have done the best we can to move all the writing related posts in here. Enjoy.

>> No.2  

huzzah! not saying anything concrete.. but i beleive that i'll atleast start on ch3 by sometime Sunday.. but to stall for time, i'll post a lil history (and also a Woot-en! for raising the writing board)

>> No.3  

ahh.. also "Thread specified does not exist." for the first two chapters



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