Re: Voodoo and LA Combine! (Please join, everyone. We need all the variety we can get.)

by Pavonine Lights Fri Nov 05, 2010 6:34 pm

Louis: Great, a smart alek. I try not to roll my eyes. "Look, I don't give a crap about genetics and what not. All I'm trying to say is that you shouldn't pretend that you aren't a Lavergne. You're the one who said you never would be one." I get up as the light starts to dim. She's coming. "Abd as far as I know, we represent the absence of light."

Sasha: I pick out something from the ashes, stick it into my coin purse, and soundly close it. "I don't believe I'm his keeper."

by **OpenTheDoor** Fri Nov 05, 2010 6:48 pm

Ilia: "I could tell from thr dimming lights," I pointed to the ceiling as I spoke, "Anyway, I'll deal with the Laveragne thing when it comes to it, at the moment I'm busy trying to find reasons not to get up and go."
I sighed once I finished; I knew deep down, where I pushed down the things of my mother's side of the family, that I couldn't escape fate, as that girl showed earlier. I mean, sure I could tell when people were going to die but that doesn't mean that I belong with the Lavergnes does it?... I think I answered my own question. Damn.

Styler: "Yeah, but couldn't you see with your almighty voodoo powers? Or are they limited? Anyway, you have fun with the ash, don't get into too much trouble and don't let another monster loose; two monsters controlled by the Lavergnes wouldn't be great, eh?"
I think I may have won that little bit, or at least got the last word...but then again her family did tend to have a history of never-give-a-uppers.

by Pavonine Lights Fri Nov 05, 2010 7:08 pm

Sasha: I'm so tired of this guy's bs! "Look, you pompous, overdone, little barbie dreamhouse of a man! All I asked for was the bag, not your two-cents. And yet there you bloody Castellos go again, pointing your fingers without even knowing what the hell is going on! You can't even see two feet on front of you, and you think that gives you the judge me and my family as though you actually knew us?! I hope you burn in he-" Suddenly, my brother's hand claps over my mouth. It suddenly dawns on me that that last sentence came out in the ancient language. With enough anger, a random demon could make what I said come true without the promise of a sacrifice...He eyes the guy wearily. "If you'll refrain from making accusations at my grandmother's party, I think we'll start heading back to our table now. After all, we don't want to cause a scene..."

by **OpenTheDoor** Fri Nov 05, 2010 7:17 pm

Styler: "And owned."
I sat back in my chair happily, semi-glad with what I've done. Okay, the other half of me was truely regretting it because you shouldn't mess with them, but then again it was pretty funny.
"So... What now?" I generally spoke out to the whole room.

by Pavonine Lights Fri Nov 05, 2010 7:28 pm

Arnie: "Damn, man. I feel like I got ran over by a freakin' train." I sigh as I slump onto the table. "What the hell just happened?"

Louis: "Not now," I whisper, feeling the hostility rolling off of Sasha. "After Grandmother has her way, you can do whatever you want. But for now, be good, ok? Can you promise me that?" She sighs and turns away, but I know that I already have her word. I can only imagine what she's planning for the guy as she picks up one of the cats and whispers something into it's ear. I frown and pull out her chair, all the while hoping that whatever she did, she didn't go overboard.

Adelaide: I walk down the stairs suddenly and the whole room goes silent. I smile down at the insignificants, all adorned in the color of death.

by **OpenTheDoor** Fri Nov 05, 2010 7:42 pm

White's the colour of death?

Ilia: My eyes rose up to the woman walking down the stairs; she seemed familiar, like something in the back of my mind clawing out at me.
"Adelaide..." a whisper escaped my lips selfconsiously, something that I didn't control.
As the silence grew, the whispers arose again out of nowhere; the alcohol must of worn off. Great. Perfect timing. My hand rose to my forehead subtly as they all seemed to clammer over each other in my mind, my eyes tempted to shut as everyone seemed to just be screaming at me by now.

Styler: "I'll show you in a bit. Don't you remember?" I whispered, leaning over the table.
Damn he looked bad, kinda like he had a hangover but a million times worse...somehow. I didn't envy him; must be hard to be a puppet in a show, I was just glad that I filmed it all to show him orkeep for the rest of my life or maybe just as a blackmail. Either way it was gonna be sweet.

by Pavonine Lights Fri Nov 05, 2010 7:51 pm

(Yep! Black is more well known because it's more gloomy, but for most ancient or spiritual places, it was white.)

Louis: I take off my hat and look at her respectively. Suddenly, I hear murmuring coming from the otherside of the table. I look over to see Sasha looking at no one and nothing, but murmuring words in the Ancient language. Out of the corner of my eye, I see the cat approaching the Castellos. "Knock it off, Sasha! C'mon!" But she's too far gone. I can't make her stop without doing somethig severe, and even then she'd start screaming. Or worse.

Adelaide: "Welcome both enemies and children alike to my glorious home! I trait that everything has been to your liking? Although in all honesty, I do not care."

Arnie: I look up at the woman speaking and curse. "Hey, isn't she supposed to be at least two hundred years old? She could be on if mom's friends for pete's sake!" And it was true; if I didn't know what I know, I'd place her in her early forties. What some crazy old women would do to get their hands on her plastic surgeon...

by **OpenTheDoor** Fri Nov 05, 2010 8:06 pm

Oh right, interesting.

Styler: She didn't care? How nice of the host, eh?
I turned to the side slightly, over to the Lavergne's side with the girl. She seemed in a bit of a trance of something, like she was talking to herself. Then, I saw it.
"Zombie cat..." my eyes shot out of my head, "That cat's walking funny."
It was true, it seemed a little robotic, but that was how his childhood nightamre used to look like.
He gripped the table slightly,as it grew near, a shocked look on his face before whipping his head to Arnie and back again; he knew about ZombieCat.

Ilia: The murmuring of the girl didn't help matters at all, in fact it made things worse. Her head throbbing still, she took a swig of tea, trying to wash her troubles away. Her eyes screwed up as she hid her face, her loose hand upon the table beginning to clench and unclench as she tried to concentrate.

by Pavonine Lights Fri Nov 05, 2010 8:19 pm

Arnie: Had I been in a goof place right then, I might've tried to shoo the cat away or something. But as I felt ten miles passed stoned (and definately not in a good way), I just looked over at the cat and back at Styler before turning back to the lady. "Its just a cat, Sty. Drink your alcohal like a good little boy and hopefully it'll go away."

Louis: I try to follow the cat with my eyes over the crowd, but I keep losing him. "Damn it, Sasha!" I mutter. The cat hops up onto the Castellos' table, switching it's tail angrily back and forth. I start to stand, but Grandmother's eyes meet mine ad I sit back down.

by **OpenTheDoor** Fri Nov 05, 2010 8:28 pm

Styler: "G-go away..." I whinced, "Y-you don't sc-scare me ZombieCat!"
He flicked my wrist infront of cat's face trying to shoo it away, but in the end he stopped, looking at it in the eyes. He picked up his flask, taking a nice slow drink before frowning.
"I know you don't like me and that I don't like you so, go back to the grave where you rose from and rest in peace...please?"

by Pavonine Lights Fri Nov 05, 2010 8:42 pm

Louis: Suddenly, the cat let's out a loud meow before scratching the guy on his face. I wince as the cat comes straight for us, towards Sasha who's still muttering stuff, before sitting in her lap. She awakes suddenly and looks at the animal, observing it's claws. When she notices some blood on it, she looks up at the Castello guy and smiles.
"And owned," she says.

by **OpenTheDoor** Fri Nov 05, 2010 8:49 pm

Styler: I tasted blood.
"ZombieCat!" I hissed, holding my face, "You come from my nightmares and haunt me forever! You're the creation of an obsession over cheese! Nothing more nothing less..." I murmured the last sentence to myself over and over, trying to kid myself into believing it.

Ilia: Concentrate on something else!
She looked up from her palm, peering at the ageless woman in the middle of the room. Her eyes looked a little weak as did her whole body but the noise carried on; only the sound of the woman's voice and the sobs of a tormented guy could be heard yet she was being forced to listen to a womam wanting a baby and downsides of her husband in bed compared to her lover, something that no stranger really wants to hear.

by Pavonine Lights Fri Nov 05, 2010 9:00 pm

Adelaide: "Does something ail you, child?" I ask as I walk down the stairs, observing my descendent. I gently touch her face and smile. Ah, someone who had tried hard to run from her fate. I smile and drop a bit of medicine Ito the palm of her hand. "Don't be foolish now," I murmur. "I'd remember that face anywhere, screaming and kicking as I plucked you from your mother's stomach. So fragile, just like now." I turn away and address the rest of the crowd. "I have had many visions of this day, tampering with them in my mind, making sure this was just perfect. I use to believe that I'd want a bug funeral, one in which I killed everyone who ever knew me like the ancient pharohs of Egypt so that you all may serve me in the after life. But now, I find that will not be the case."

Sasha: I make the cat look up at the guy and hiss. "But I'm not in your dreams now, am I Styler? I'm here in the flesh. I've come to take your soul to with me to hell."

by **OpenTheDoor** Fri Nov 05, 2010 9:20 pm

You should know that ZombieCat isn't a joke; it is a nightmare at large...seriously.

Styler: "ZombieCat isn't real. ZombieCat isn't real."
I found myself rocking slightly, almost cradling the flask that was gripped in my hand. My dark eyes stayed fixed on a glass standing on the table, away from the cat whilst I continued to kid myself.

Ilia: My eyes dropped to the small bottle now withheld in my palms. I gulped slightly, putting the vile onto the table, just staring at it.
Should I? She should know what she's doing and all... my thoughts swarmed as I looked over my shoulder back to her.
A little smile came to me at the hearing of the 'bug funeral' rather glad that I wasn't going to get myself into a mess like that, mainly because I was only just being reintroduced into the family, eh?

by Pavonine Lights Fri Nov 05, 2010 9:29 pm

(Lol, I meant big. >.< And wait, is it your nightmare? I'm sorry yo' pke fun at it then. And, lastly, I gtg for the night. Byyye.)

by **OpenTheDoor** Fri Nov 05, 2010 9:34 pm

It used to be when I was younger but now I've realised how stupid it was... Night Smile

Oh yeah, I won't be on tomorrow though, I'm up in London for a bit Razz

by **Gaby_Babo-Unnie:3!~** Fri Nov 05, 2010 10:02 pm

i have a feeling i may have to quit v.v my charrie really isnt a big part of this and i really dont get whats going on

by **OpenTheDoor** Sat Nov 06, 2010 6:23 am

Don't quit! If you feel that your charrie isn't a big part then try and tie him in so that he gains a greater status or make a new one that has a good one already. Please don't leave and we could explain what's going on.

by **Gaby_Babo-Unnie:3!~** Sat Nov 06, 2010 12:42 pm

i really dont want to leave because i find this interesting but i really don't know whats going on. thats mostly my fault because i can't keep up with the other characters >.< lol

by Pavonine Lights Sat Nov 06, 2010 12:51 pm

Gabby, don't quit! It's my character-ho tendencies, I'm sorry. >.<
Here, I'll make something in a minute! Please don't quit!!

by Pavonine Lights Sat Nov 06, 2010 12:57 pm

Adelaide Lavergne, Head voodoo priestess in the Lavergne family, About to die.
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had many children and sent a monster loose in LA (Asherere).
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Descendants are: Louis and Sasha (brother and sister) and Ilia.

The Castellos, neighbroing family, are only Arnie and Styler right now. Jace is their servant.

The Prometheus (cult) members are Io and Echo (sisters). They are headed by a man named Domingo Aruli.

You could also do what OTD said and make another charrie or something to get in on more things.

by **Gaby_Babo-Unnie:3!~** Sat Nov 06, 2010 1:10 pm

okay thats clearer now ty o-o
and is it okay to make another costello? a girl?

by Pavonine Lights Sat Nov 06, 2010 1:27 pm

Go ahead. Make as many charries as you want. Have you read what's going on?

by **Gaby_Babo-Unnie:3!~** Sat Nov 06, 2010 2:14 pm

yup :3

by **Gaby_Babo-Unnie:3!~** Sat Nov 06, 2010 2:18 pm

Sophia Costello
age : 16
looks : light brown hair, olive skin, hazel eyes, slim build, 5'2.
personality : sweet but mischievous.
Bio :shes a cousin of styler that came over after there was a murder in her private school back in italy.

by Pavonine Lights Sun Nov 07, 2010 8:15 am

Sasha: I raise an eyebrow as I take out a tiny bottle from my purse to collect the blood. He was really afraid of the cat...While it would be nice to make him publically piss his pants, I guess that wouldn't be the right thing to do. I guess. I frown and look at the cat, a practically ancient calico one named Greed, and then back at the guy. "Look, it's just a cat, see? There's nothing Zombie like about it..." Well, it was a little decrepit. But so was half of my family...

Adelaide: "But lucky for you all, I have decided against such extreme measures. No, I'm afraid you all won't be coming with me." The crowd gasps as I pull a knife from my dress sleeve.

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