When one was forced to dwell in hell for all eternity it almost seemed. They occupied themselves with what they are given. She hated that when she went to bed, her notes vanished, her chemical compounds, her experiments. It was a frustrating source, but one she'd picked up on over time. It was also during these times, she'd noticed something else.
Rogue demons were bouncing in and out of hell, sometimes draging people with them. One seemed a fondness for dragging in women to a place near where she was kept and forcing change upon them, shreading and usually killing them, then would depart hell for a significant ammount of time.
Perhaps it was something done to avoid the higherups to what was going on, for all she knew it was a regular occurance. Although she wasn't sure whom and what or even why she'd chosen the one day to watch out the window and sketch rather then work on things. Today's experiment had been creating a berserker that would single handedly destroy this place and help her escape Stativare and his Harem's embrace.
They'd prob get around to remembering she was there and work on punishing her, she had no doubt. She also had no care, fearless she jsut went about doing what she had all her life. Playing with things, tampering and the such. Which again drew her attention back to the well what she called rogue demon.
From her tower, she heard the screams of the blonde woman he drug down in a mass of slithering shadow like tentacles not unlike her own she was blocked from using. Her body was stripped down, forced and positioned spread eagle as the demon taunted her.
Redmont? Where the hell had she heard that name before. The woman's swords were thrown away, her armor shattered as she fought back. It amused her to where tali leaned further and further out her window to hear, to see as best she could. In the end she made herself a pair of glasses that would let her spy on the rogue demon.
The woman was assaulted, fucked, raped there upon a stone slab that had ancient runes designating sacrifice. The male's roars to bow down to him for he was the demon of lust. That she had no choice to either be his slut or die. Her hisses of rather being dead reach her ears faintly. Curious the violet eyes behind the most god awful excuse of spy glasses watched on.
The woman's screas of pain as the tentacles started tearing her apart. She was a vampire, curious her flesh started knitting back together as soon as it was tore apart. To which tali ever the eternal smart ass and a renound bouncer of realms, time and space. She had to giggle. "Well at least the vampire don't sparkle. So long as her name ain't bella, I'm good." She grinned and leaned further out the window.
"Hush little baby don't say a word...." She sing sung to herself and watched as the demon started toying with the woman. Threatning to steal her vampiric life from her. Threatening to make her like him, a rogue demon with no care in life but lust, fucking and pissing people off. Murder.
Talisy always drew the line at that sort of crap and started sketching, the man, woman. The armor, the insignia on her cloak and the name the man had hissed. Redmont. What the hell was a redmont, perhaps if she slept on it.. Talisy was getting tired , another day wasted, another escape thwarted as she watched the demon keep raping the woman that kept screaming her refusal to submit
A puddle of blood was forming under the vampire and she giggled, do vampire spirits remain eternal? Would he really kill her. She saw the woman's head lull, her silence and her grew form. The demon still fuck her body. Was she dead?
Tossing her pad on the desk she padded off for the chamber that was her bed. Definately nap time, there was something to be said about dreams, they were good stimulation.
"Gee, Brain what are we going to do today, zort?" "Same thing we do every day, Pinkie... Try to take over the world."
Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2010 12:36 am