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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 20, 2015 21:13:29 GMT
hello mlove -tackles- im trying to respond rn o3o
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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 20, 2015 21:27:41 GMT
"I think it's called a basement." He said and looked around as if seeing it for the first time, "But what do I know?" He chuckled and then stopped and snapped his fingers, "Didn' even tell him mah name." He shook his head sadly. He refocused his eyes on the girl, "His name is Johnny. Or Nny." He said and grinned.
Man, did this guy ever shut up? Like really, dude, your life is on the line. You're flirting with death.
No, actually I was flirting with Nny. Completely different. I've flirted with death before, wasn't really all it's cracked up to be.
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Araztiel paused just inside the doorway, Iapetus leaving a blind man alone in a foreign place. Fucking demon. Damn. Why do I keep cussing? I don't cuss. I've never cussed before. What the hell--?
Some beefy guy shoved him to the side, calling him a fag -- What the hell is a fag? -- And Araztiel ended up falling on the floor.
He's actually never been this helpless before and it was ticking him off.
He wouldn't get into a fight though, that would be less-than-stellar...
He just grunted and pulled himself back to his feet, dusting himself off.
He felt really awkward, not aware of his surroundings for the first time, though he could feel people brushing by him and hear their chatter. He turned his head back and forth, trying to find Iapetus.
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Post by Aкα on Jun 20, 2015 21:46:12 GMT
The girl looked at him, dumb-founded and still half terrified. What the fuck is with this guy...? Who's Nny? She pushed herself up to a sitting position, struggling against her chains before giving up. "Nny? What kind of name is that...?" She gazed at the open doorway, if only there was some way out of these fucking shackles... "Anyways... What's your name? I mean, I guess I'd be more focused on my inmates name then my prisoner." She said, looking at him with an expressionless face. "My name's Stella..." Above, Johnny was clicking his fingers on the arm of his couch, debating going back down there again. He had to admit, the idea of wiping that pretty little smirk off his victims face sounded pretty good right now... He blinked, wondering if the other was awake yet. A hot feeling shuddered through Johnny, his stomach churned - what, was that jealousy? Did the idea of having that stranger be alone with that girl make him jealous? Preposterous, he said he was only into guys, but fuck... WHY WAS HE FEELING THIS WAY IN THE FIRST PLACE? Johnny groaned and balled his hands up into fists, reaching and grabbing his razor before stomping to his feet. That was it, he was going to take care of this once and for all; there was no way he was going to get pushed around mentally by some piratey ass hot guy, he didn't even have any interest in human involvement anyway. He tore open the trap door that led to his basement complex and flew down the stairs, candles flickering as he stormed down the cement hallway... But, he made one fatal flaw, above the door swung open on its loose hinges, and a dark figure strode in... Something even more demented and apathetic and Johnny himself, and it would be his only downfall.
It didn't take long to get what he was looking for, humans would give away anything for a little bit of green; that's what Iapetus didn't understand, but he'd shrug and go along with it. For some reason humans had such a fixation on this green paper, they made an entire imagination ecosystem off the shit. Whatever, Iapetus stuffed the little baggy of white crystals in his coat pocket, maybe it'd be fun to use later. He turned back around o see Araztiel stumbling and gripping onto tables, he winced. The fuck? Is he blind or something? He strolled back toward him, tapping him on the shoulder, just then catching a glimpse of his milky eyes. Yep... Blind as a bat. He settled him straight again and moved him back in line, the concept that two divine beings had to wait in line was preposterous to him, but that's beside the point. "You alright there angel face?" He said with a tease in his tone, scanning the chiseled features of his face just as the cashier called them up to order. Without a word he pushed him up to the counter, propping his elbow off of his shoulder and leaning his weight to one side. "Alright, so you got your pick of a burger, cheeseburger, hot-dog, or the god forbidden baconburger. Choose your pick, they're all disgusting."
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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 20, 2015 21:51:10 GMT
daaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww baaaaaeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee<3333333333333333333333333
also is nny like some fanmade invader zim character? i meant to ask you yesterday XD
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Post by Aкα on Jun 20, 2015 22:13:22 GMT
........................................................ -Face palms x 10 combo- IF I HAD A NICKLE FOR EVERYTIME I GOT ASKED THIS NO. JOHNNY WAS MADE BY THE MAN WHO CREATED INVADER ZIM IT'S JUST NO ONE KNOWS ABOUT HIM BECAUSE HE'S A FUCKING HORRENDOUSLY BLOODY, GRAPHIC, AND MIND TWISTING GRAPHIC NOVEL ABOUT AN INSANE PERSON. -Pants- So no, Johnny is not fan-made. -Pets the baby- He's a little speck in the world that everyone wants to forget about because he was a mistake and even Johnen doesn't acknowledge him.
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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 20, 2015 22:17:28 GMT
but you do cause you have an inkling for the weird
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Post by Aкα on Jun 20, 2015 22:21:18 GMT
that is true
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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 20, 2015 22:42:21 GMT
"Really? Someone kidnaps you and the firs' thing you notice is that he has an unconventional nick-name?" He chuckled, and shook his head. He opened his mouth to tell her his name but paused and strained his ears, swearing that he had heard something.
Yup, he definitely heard something. The only thing to figure out was whether it was from one of their basement neighbors or from their host.
He started to smile, thinking about more ways to make their captor squirm. He looked down and, yeah, he had plenty of ammo. Both literally and metaphorically. He chuckled again, to himself though out loud.
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"Anything. Everything. I don't know, you choose." He mumbled and pushed his sunglasses back onto his face. He looked at him, confused, Angel face?
He raised his eyebrow and shook his head before returning his face to the front, "And some water."
He turned around and leaned against the counter, Is he flirting with me? I wouldn't put it past him, but... Do demon's really do that? I've never met one that does. But then again, I've never heard of a 'hamburger'. Are they made of ham? What's the burger part? What's a hot dog? I mean, I know what a dog is. They're kinda gross. But what's the hot part? I've only eaten dog cold. I wonder if hot dog is any better?
He looked over at Iapetus again, I wonder if I can somehow get him to feed me...? He smirked a bit and reached over to tug Iapetus's belt loop a little, Well, two can play the flirting game.
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Post by Aкα on Jun 20, 2015 22:58:35 GMT
((Do you wanna RP the other even MORE crazy guy bae? <3))
"Hello again my faithful little dogs, how are y- OHH." Johnny had peeked around the corner of their dungeon arc, eyes widening when he saw that the little ginger girl was awake. He'd kill her first, just to rid himself of this accursed jealousy, then he'd go for Mr. Hot and Mighty Jack Sparrow Impersonator over there. He stepped in, pulling the razor out from behind his back and twisting it in his fingers as he looked at them with a gross smile. "Look who's awake." He walked slowly toward them again, shackled against the wall they looked so cute. He stopped between the middle of them, looking from one to the other, gaze focusing more on the boy whom he still didn't know the name of. "Well you know what I'm grateful you got to see the world one last time before I rip it away again." He said sincerely, putting his hand to his heart. "Relish in this moment, note that you have never felt more alive!" He declared, squeezing his fast and his smile widening. "Ohh how I wish I could know what it feels like to be in your position, to feel the edge of life with outstretched fingers, but are they trying to hold on, or eager to let go?" He paused, sighing as he thought about it. "The philosophers said the world was't flat, and they were right, but the human life span is flat, and you, unfortunately, are about to get pushed off of it..." He looked at Jack, shading covering his eyes. 'Twas a shame he wouldn't see his naked body before he died, maybe afterward he'd feed his curiosity, just a glimpse. "Are you going to tell me your name before I kill you?" He said, eyes staring directly into Jack's.
"Tch, fine, have it your way." Iapetus grinned, waving him off dismissively as he leaned over the counter, looking at the cashier who's face was riddled with acne. Oh he was glad he wasn't alive, human hormones were so strange. "Get me everything you got on the menu, and keep the change." Iapetus slid his hand in his pocket and pulled out 3 100 dollar bills and stuffed it down the teenagers apron pocket, then he felt something weird. Was that a tug on his belt loops? His hips knocked against Araztiel's, he glanced up to see a little twinkle in his smile. His eyebrows knit, then he smiled back. Is he flirting with me? He snickered, looping a hand around the angels waist and tugging him so close that their shoulders were pressed together. He looked back at the cashier and added; "Me and my homosexual lover are very hungry." The teenager looked between them, laughing awkwardly and pressing some buttons on the cash register. Iapetus pressed on. "I mean, trust me, not even this will feed us. When I get home I'm gonna have to let him nibble on another hot dog, if you know what I mean." He winked at the poor teenager, who shuffled backwards a bit. while a silence lingered. He glanced back behind him to the cooks. "Gimmie an order of everything!" He looked back at Iapetus, never feeling more uncomfortable in his life, why was he staring at him like that? "We'll uh... Get your order to your shortly, s-sirs...?" "Thanks sexy." He gave him a double-pistol equipped wink and walked away, his hand still settled on Araztiel's waist, which looked rather odd given that the angel was taller than him.
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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 20, 2015 23:52:30 GMT
"How abou' I tell ya my name if ya help me out o'er here." He said, giving him a smile. He eyed the razor for a short minute, but returned his gaze to Johnny's face. He nodded down to his lap invitingly, "Come sit down, Johnny." It was as if the sharp ass razor the man held in his hands was nothing but a rubber sword to him, "I don't want to die without one final release, y'know." He pulled out the pout again, "C'mon love. You might even want it once you feel what you're missing out on." He winked and started to chuckle again.
{{ i would love to! can you just tell me a bit of what you want him to act like or do? }}
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Araztiel's smirk widened when Iapetus didn't freak out, Ok, he was definitely flirting with me. And he's still doing it. Who wraps an arm around someone's waist they aren't interested in? He then moved his hand into Iapetus's hair, giving it a small tug so he could press his lips to the demon's ear, "Keep talking like that and I'll have to take you up on that offer." He purred and dropped his arm to grab a handful of prime ass.
He dropped into a chair and pulled Iapetus into his lap, more to make sure he wouldn't run off. He kept the ruse up, more for the uncomfortable patrons than for either of them, and he put his hand on his thigh, squeezing a bit, "So, can you explain to me what the hell you ordered?" He mumbled.
{{ I'm sorry my replies are so short ;3; }}
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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 21, 2015 0:06:03 GMT
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Post by Aкα on Jun 21, 2015 0:13:38 GMT
((I figured he would be kinda like a mad scientist kinda guy? Like, the one who lathers his hands and manically laughs while lightning strikes in the background, shit like that. And he locked Johnny up because he has an uncomfortable obsession with him, like, he's even more crazier than Johnny by a long shot, and his appearance can be up to you beebee's. <3 And I figured he'd appear right before Johnny goes to kill them and knock him out, as well as the others, and then we'll we-awake in another dungeon cell. x3))
Okay, scratch the idea of killing the girl first, Jack Sparrow's gotta go now. Johnny was red in the face, his thin little body quivering as he looked at him, why was he so hot there shackled in his rusty chains with those rock hard hips and the outline of muscles under his shirt. Hell no, Johnny had his pride, he wasn't going to conform to the very scum he obliterated. He drew his knife up to his neck, pressing the metal against his skin and grinning at him. "Sorry sexy, looks like our visit's gonna have to continue in another life..." He swept his body closer, pressing harder, little beads of blood leaked. "I'll look forward to i-" CLANG... Thud. Johnny collapsed over, his legs sprawling out underneath him as he face-planted on the ground, cement pressed against his cheek. He was knocked out cold with a hard whack to the head. OoOoOoo pretty stars, oh... .h.. . A thick muk of unconsciousness engulfed him up.
Iapetus gave a little yipe as he was tugged down into the angels lap, the breath whisked from him for a short moment. He gave a growl and dug his nails into the counter, he didn't bother trying to fight it, instead he just clicked his fingers impatiently, waiting for this 'date' to be over, he had more important shit to attend to. "Everything you could want and more, your highness." He growled, turning around to look at him, grinning at his next proposal. "Oh-hoh, is that an offer?" He hissed, the tip of his snake like tongue darting from between the gap of his fangs. "Little altar boy's into boys himself now isn't he? And I thought homosexuality was a sin." He scoffed, staring into the reflection cast in Arazteil's sunglasses. He leaned in close, almost as if he was about to kiss him, but then he whispered beside his ears; "Fuck me if you can, big boy." Then the waiter arrived with their food on a large tray. He stumbled over to their booth and placed it on their table, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his greasy nose. "Here's what you uh, asked for sir. Everything on the menu..." He placed a glass of water on the table with them. "And there's the water you ordered." Iapetus looked back up at the teenager with his confidence fully restored, just as if he hadn't challenged an angel to dominate him moments ago. "Thanks sexy, call me if you're up for that party I was talkin' 'bout." And with that the waiter fled and they were left with huge trays full of food, hamburgers, hot dogs, some cheap as salad, all greasy and gross.
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Post by Aкα on Jun 21, 2015 0:13:59 GMT
His package makes me uncomfortable
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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 21, 2015 1:07:52 GMT
"Would ya look a' that? He still has that homicidal manic look in his sleep." Jack said and shook his head, watching the man lying in his lap. He tilted his head a bit and looked up at the man who had knocked Johnny out, watching him douse a cloth in chloroform. He looked over at the girl, seeing her already knocked out, and raised an eyebrow, "Ah, alrigh'." He moaned out and leaned his head against the wall, closing his eyes. He felt the cloth against his mouth and nose and absentmindedly breathed in. The smell was a bit painful, but he quickly joined the land of the unconscious. -- Once again, Jack found it hard to wake up. He recognized the floor beneath him and some kind of weight -- no, a person -- on his chest. His arms were still shackled, but the chains seemed to be a bit longer. He felt the weight of shackles on his legs too and chuckled a bit. Slowly, he opened his eyes and let them adjust to the dark before looking around. Oh, ok... Their new captor had a sense of humor, seeing as how Nny was the one laying on his chest. He was also in chains, but his were more like the ones Jack had worn in Nny's basement, extremely restrictive. He chuckled again and moved his knee, trying to jostle the man awake.
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"Not so much a sin as a bit frowned upon." He mumbled and his nose scrunched up a little at the smell of all the grease. He shook his head and moved his lips to the back of Iapetus's neck, "Put something in my mouth and I will, Iapetus." He whispered so low, he was almost worried the demon hadn't heard it, "I'll make you scream my name so loud every human on this planet will hear it." He sighed and sat back, squeezing Iapetus's thigh. His other hand, feeling a tad lonely, moved over to start pawing at the prime ass sitting in Araztiel's lap.
So this is what lust feels like? Interesting... Wait, how am I... This aroused... So fast...?
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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 21, 2015 1:08:05 GMT
same XD
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Post by Aкα on Jun 21, 2015 1:24:11 GMT
((-Casually has sex with a demon in the middle of a Mc Donalds- XD))
Johnny snored softly in his sleep, the outside world had no idea what he was dreaming about except for this little clue; "No no camel, no... Don't lick - no... no... NO!" Nny gasped as he was jostled awake, slowly opening his big old eyes and staring at some cloth, whatever he was laying on it was awful comfortable. Johnny tried to move and found that his arms were pulled up over his head and restrained. He tried to thrash his legs and found that they were straddled against something and locked to some grating on the floor. Johnny rose his head and looked into Jack's eyes, letting out a loud squeal and thrashing around wildly, twisting in his chains and causing his hips to grind up against Jack's. "WHAT-THE-FUCK-NO-OKAY-THIS-ISN'T-COOL-WHAT-THE-FUCK-AM-I-DOING-HERE-WHAT-THE-FUCK-WHY-AREN'T-YOU-DEAD?!" He screamed in one long stream of a sentence that was more like one long stitched-together word. His stomach twisted and his tiny heart fluttered, what was this feeling why did it feel like all of his blood was travelling away from his brain and down to his belt? Johnny pulled at his arms with all his might, which really wasn't all that mighty sense he was weak as a twig. "FUCK! FUCK FUCK SUCK A COCK GOD FUCKING DAMMIT LET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!!!" He screamed to the ceiling.
Iapetus felt a twinge below he bit his lip as he felt Araztiel's breath on his neck, craning it a bit as his pupils widened. This oughta be fun... He thought to himself, green eyes glittering with mischief. How cute, the angel wanted to be a dom, that couldn't happen on Iapetus' watch. "Why stop there?" Iapetus breathed, his voice thick with a teasing tone of seduction. He gave a laugh and pressed his hips against his groin, twisting a bit. "Why not the whole cosmos? What, think I can't handle it?" He hissed with laughter, licking his fangs. "Please, I'm sure the only action you ever got was from your priest back when you were still alive." If this were to carry on much longer Iapetus had no doubt in his mind that the two of them would fuck right here right now, so, as much as he wanted to indulge in the fun, Iapetus had to hop off his lap. He pressed his back against the window pane, kicking his feet up in Arazteil's lap and giving him a wink. "But why the rush? After all, I need to be takin' out on a date first - save the dessert for later." What a cheeky asshole.
((Hah. It's funny because Iapetus thinks he's a dom but when he gets a taste of that angel action he's gonna be wigglin' like a.... Metaphor? XD))
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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 21, 2015 1:27:57 GMT
snake with its head cut off??? sorry thats something i cant get out of my mind no matter how hard i try oTo
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Post by Aкα on Jun 21, 2015 1:28:43 GMT
((>.> ......................................................))
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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 21, 2015 1:31:46 GMT
i sowwy X3
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Post by Kit Harington on Jun 21, 2015 2:17:43 GMT
Jack bit his lip, his hands immediately moving to catch Johnny's hips and attempt to still them, "Nooooooo.... No, don't do that." He whispered, finding it a bit hard to make words. Especially around the small whine trying to escape his throat. Even though he stopped Nny's erratic hip movement, he was absolutely tempted to move them against his own. He laughed a bit and opened his eyes to look at Nny, "For someone damnin' sex and ever'thin' that comes with it," He started and smiled, "You sure know how to move you hips the right way. Ya jus' can' do it in a timely manner." He mumbled. "Now help me out," He said and slapped his backside, "Tell me where the hell we are an' if we're alone."
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"No I don't think you'll e able to han-dle it." He grunted and blinked behind his glasses, snickering to himself as Iapetus ground against his lap. "Mm," He shook his head and smiled, "I lived in Sparta when I was alive..." He chuckled, "I suppose you're too young to understand the irony of that fact." He watched as Iapetus moved off his lap and replaced his bottom with his feet. Araztiel's eyebrow raised a bit but he shrugged a bit, but smiled instead ran his finger's up the demon's leg instead, "Is this not considered a date? You take me somewhere, buy disgusting food -- don't even feed it to me and let me decide for myself how disgusting it is -- flirt a little..." He shrugged, "Sounds like a date to me. And, don't worry about the waiting for dark for desert part." He grinned, "It's always dark for me."
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