Post by Rune Yasuhiro on Oct 19, 2013 19:10:09 GMT -5
We have to live before we die
Words: 680 Tags: Skeleton Ruko
Rune had come to one single conclusion. Over the roughly 70 years that he had been dead, human had stopped breeding. There was no other way to explain what was going on lately. There were a few humans here and there who didn't quite keep to the new rule, still have all kinds of sex. The majority of the population must have given up on such acts though. He was getting rejected far too much. Nothing came to mind as a reason why. Since death he had only gotten more attractive. In the present he got some of the hottest outfits he could get his hands on. He had even started to sing as a way to get attention. Still though, things just weren't right. Even when fate was slapping him in the face. his love just didn't work out. He had run into the stripping ice boy he had met when he first came to the human world. Even that was still a let down. He had tried to get things going with that hot pet of Gluttony, but that was slow work. He was really starting to get depressed.
His depression led him right back to Japan for some reason. Maybe he was just returning home where everything was just depressing as fuck from the time he was born. Rune didn't care to think about it too much. He instead focused on finding some one that could pass his time. He didn't even care about fucking them. Doing anything would be better than how he had been moping around the Earth. It was worse than school or prison had ever been. He was starting to remember why he had started attacking people while he was still alive. Humans just really fucking sucked.
He was pretty sure he could find some one to be friends with or more tonight though. He was in a decent sized city, one he hadn't had a fight in yet. That was a good start. The next good start was his outfit. Apparently there was a holiday coming up, and it was just asking for Rune to dress up. He had of course opted for something that left him barely clad in anything. It was always better that way. His top was nothing more than some sheer black fabric with a few white strips across the front that resembled ribs. He had on a black fluffed skirt over a pair of black tights and tall boots, both holding bone shapes along them. His arms were also covered with sheer arm warmers with more bones following his anatomy. He even had a cool little hat to wear with a skull on it. It looked really cute with his pig tails too. He was looking good, even if the holiday was a few days away. He was sure some one would be into the holiday enough to come and compliment him. Or they would ask what was wrong with him, and he would proceed to come up with some awe inspiring answer. Was it really any of their business that he liked having and excuse to dress this way? He was a dead demon more or less. This holiday was just.. perfect for some one like him.
The final element of success to his plan was the bag he held. Inside there was something that hardly any human could resist. He had gone to a mother fucking candy shop and got a fuck ton of sweets with money he might have possibly stolen. Details were not important. What was important was that he was giving out candy. The candy wasn't even drugged either. There was no way he could fail now. Well he could draw in the wrong kind of crowd, but he could also drive them away easily enough, or kill them. Dead humans could pass as decorations this time of year couldn't they? Rune could pass for a skilled artist. He had that kind of look of some one who was too artistic (ditsy) for a real career that required college.
Post by Gangrel Orsino on Oct 27, 2013 3:06:56 GMT -5
Prior to leaving Hell as a Sin, the last glimpse of the outside world Gangrel had seen was centuries old. His ancient life which was now but the tiniest puff of smoke in his memory had been of ancient France following the Merovingian era, a time vastly different in culture and technology. Following that, the life of a nomadic Hollow hunting the earth abroad, which was also faint in his memory. Then there were his centuries in Hueco Mundo... a land he left only after becoming Arrancar.
But he was slain and sent to Hell. And he spent even more ages there, losing all ties to the world he'd come from... but a faint nostalgia brought him here. Clad in skeletal armor, he crouched from a rooftop, having learned only recently that as a Sin humans could see him; he avoided crowded places for that reason. The whites of his eyes were actually blood red with crisp, silvery white irises, add in Gangrel's white hair with his sanguine facial scar and you have a ripe mess for catching attention. The red mane attached to the collar of his attire swayed gracefully with the passing wind.
Having seen a number of oddly dressed humans, however, it seemed almost as if his clothing was appropriate for whatever occasion it was that had been going on. He pondered walking amidst mortals with his reiatsu suppressed to see if he recognized humanity. But there was a nice old lawn chair on this roof he was fond of sitting in... and it was pretty tempting, so he got up and moved towards it with a somewhat lazy look in his half lidded eyes.
However - something wasn't quite right. The presence of another immense reiatsu was not so far off and it showed every indication of infernal origin... Gangrel turned his head to see the source of it surprisingly close; an oddly dressed male handing out candy. New to being a Sin, Gangrel clearly didn't know the others very well, so he didn't even recognize whom he saw as lust.
Approaching the side of the roof he was on rather than the lawn chair he was so fond of, Gangrel focused to hold back his spiritual pressure, before hopping off into an alleyway. Landing with a thud that knocked some nearby trash cans off balance briefly, he gathered his posture once more and headed out into the street, eyeing the figure more closely. A passing teenager made the comment of 'nice costume' as they passed him, to which his apparent silence added mystique
Moving across the pavement, Gangrel approached the Togabito, if that was even what she was. Or... on closer inspection, it might have been a rather feminine male. Gangrel had no idea actually - it was a bit jarring, but, intriguing. He decided to be slightly less rude than usual and greet the other as they passed out candy to wayward strangers both young and not so young. "Hi." He very blandly spoke. His expression didn't really say a whole lot, but it's not like there was much it could do to take attention away from Gangrel's red facial scar, a scarlet X that tended to catch eyes.
Post by Rune Yasuhiro on Oct 27, 2013 13:29:45 GMT -5
We have to live before we die
Words: 794 Tags: People!
It was true that a lot of people had come by to get some candy. He had also gone and thrown some at people's heads as they past by. They almost looked mad until they saw it was candy. Humans were little piggies about their sweets. No one had really stoppe dfor more than a few seconds though, either to get some sweets or to get a sweet look at his costume, though he was pretty sure most of them were looking past it. He knew where his eyes were and he knew where his tits were. People weren't paying attention to his eyes. Attention was attention though, and he ate up what he could get. Though it was a bit of a bonerkill each time some one walked off without saying more tha three words.
He had been rather caught up in his task, so he didn't even notice that something was near by. Rune especially didn't catch on that it was getting closer and closer to him. He heard some noise coming from an alley, looking that way as soon as it reached his ears. There could have been some shady stuff going on in there he might have wanted to be a part of. It was way too dark for him to really tell though. He looked a moment longer, spotting something moving around. Finally when whatever it was stepped into the light, he recognized it as a human looking thing. The guy looked pretty weird, all pale and albino and shit, and then it dawned on him that this guy was stealing his thunder. He hadn't gone for realistic in his costume, but that guy looked pretty believable as an... albino, monster, muscle man? Rune wasn't exactly sure what he was supposed to be. He felt like he should have known, something sparking in his brain that it was something he knew, but he just couldn't seem to think of what.
The man thing walked his way, and Rune didn't even make a move to get some candy out for him. He was still pretty upset about being shown up. Then it hit him that he could do more to own his own costume. He leaned down slowly, placing his bucket of candy on the ground, pushing out his chest, spreading out his legs, doing everything he could to show of some of his better features in the process. He looked up at the man as he got closer, a devious smirk cross his lips as he did so. He stood up straight, running one hand over his hip as he did so. His hand continued up as her crossed his arms, placing them under his chest to push it up, like it wasn't already out there enough. He still had that smirk on his face when the man reached him, pretty proud of himself. Rune noticed that people had taken glances at him. He was just pretending he hadn't. It had all just been an "accident".
Something else happened when the man got there though. Rune got the full on blast of power that he had been oblivious to for a while now. It matched his own nearly to a tee, and then it became pretty apparent the guy wasn't wearing a costume of any kind. That was just how he looked all of the time. Well.. no one ever said he was the quickest to catch onto things. That didn't mean he hadn't just completely blown the minds and other regions of the people that had seen him. It just meant he was that much better still.
This guy wasn't a talkative one from Hell. That was clear. He said one word, so he was about two more from leaving. Rune decided he was going to make the best of it. He uncrossed his arms, placing his hands on his hips and leaned forward. "Hello there~" he purred, getting his famed sensual smirk on his face. He wasn't really into the man's face, but he had some muscles that could proved very useful. The human world had great leather masks for people like him. "Who might you be?" he asked sweetly, looking back up to his face. He was actually pretty interested, not just making small talk. That guy had a good amount of power flying around. Rune just knew all of the big names in Hell, at least he had always tried to. They all had the connection of power. He thought maybe he and some other were meant to become a power couple and take over the world. It was a more violent one of his fantasy, but he couldn't deny it was one of the hottest too.
Post by Gangrel Orsino on Oct 27, 2013 14:05:17 GMT -5
The salacious gestures of the opposing Sin didn't fail to catch eyes, Gangrel's included. He noticed that while one might've looked to the rather androgynous but attractive figure with only curiosity in mind, lust quickly stirred in the loins of his beholders. Gangrel himself was a bit rough looking and sometimes scary, but retained an odd charisma. He might've actually been rather handsome were it not for his facial scar.
He really wanted to ask about the sexy stranger's gender, but that probably would've infuriated him and given their respective levels of power it wasn't wise. Gangrel wasn't in the mood for a long drawn out fight. Given the very provocative presentation of Lust's busty endowments though... the white haired male might've been interested in other forms of 'exercise'. "Gangrel." He replied, answering the other's question.
His silvery, crisp white irises continued to take in Rune's features. The costumed figure's arms and hips seemed a bit masculine, but the overall message was very womanly. And exotic - a lot of guys might've felt embarrassed by their attraction to him, but Gangrel simply appreciated it and was quite impressed. "You're good looking." Spoke Envy; it was rare to hear a compliment of any kind from him, unless it was well earned.
He loosely crossed his arms, relaxing his body language. He seemed intent on remaining for a while - and he clearly wasn't here for the sweets. He much preferred the eye candy... "Excellent reiatsu." He added, unsure of just what this person was.
Post by Rune Yasuhiro on Oct 28, 2013 16:41:10 GMT -5
We have to live before we die
Words: 461 Tags: People!
"Gangrel? How uncommon, especially for this place" he noted, taking a step closer to the man. He gave a slightly knowing look, though it didn't linger long, He was far too preoccupied for trying to act like a smart guy. It really wasn't his style. He removed his hands from his hips, his right arm reaching out to cross over the man's shoulder. His other hand came up to run his fingers through his oddly white hair. It may have been moving a bit too quickly, but that had never really stopped Rune, mostly because he was ignorant to that fact. He just moved closer once more, that arm around Gangrel's shoulder moving to loop around his neck from behind, making it harder for the man to get away. At that point some very obvious parts were being pushed up against the man's chest, and it wasn't a bulging stomach. Even if he was fat it wouldn't reach that high even with his height. "Rune Yasuhiro" he spoke in a slight whisper, giving out his own name as he gave a wink.
When the other togabito commented on his look, Rune only giggled, giving a sweet smile in return. "I'm glad you think so" his sweet smile darkened into something more sensual as he spoke, giving away some other intentions. With another step he ran his hand back through the man's hair, allowing it to join his other hand behind the togabito's back. He made sure to lean down, kicking one of his legs up as well. Being taller didn't quite work as well in this kind of position.
"It is rather unique huh? What else would you expect?" He mused, unaware that Gangrel really had no idea who he was. He thought the Sins were rather well known through out Hell. "I'm rather special you know" he purred, leaning in close to the man's ear in a lustful tone. He glanced over to him, that same devious look back on his face completely. His eyes were inviting and giving away what it was he wanted right about then. "You know. Your own is rather excellent too. You would make quite the pet" his words were an offer rather than a statement. Despite the similarities, Rune didn't even get the idea that this togabito would actually be one of the other Sins. He knew of his fellow Sin, at least the ones that had existed since his rise to power. "I can make it plenty worth your time too" he promised, that smirk he wore saying more than he would have been able to put into words. If Gangrel had been oblivious to who he was before, it would be rather apparent now by his words and actions.