Blissful Thorns Nightclub

Topic started by Zella_Thorn on April 16, 2011. Last post by Surkit 1 year, 2 months ago.
Post by DreamWeaver (782 posts) See mini bio Level 12
@UnHoLy_CruSadE
Caius' stepped to the side as blood sprayed across the alleyway. The 12 year old looked up at the shooter and frowned. "How tasteless. You could have gotten blood on my coat." Caius licked his lips and winked as he passed Hearse and opened up the door to Zella's club, tearing off his coat revealing unnaturally short shorts for a young boy, knee high boots, fishnet stockings and a 19th century styled double breasted coat.
Post by UnHoLy_CruSadE (294 posts) See mini bio Level 11
@DreamWeaver: The decision to shoot this man, was not out of pure revenge; in fact, it was a measure of self-assurance that the victim's family -would- come after Hearse, and that's what he wanted. Completely ignoring the remark by the young boy who walked into the club, Hearse studied the corpse. Half the man's face was blasted away by the power of the shot at point-blank range, and the blood sprayed along the walls, and the ground below. "Hmmmm? Where is it?" he questioned himself with a frown. Hearse was looking for something it seemed, for his steel blue eyes never seemed to leave the gory mess at his feet... until he bent over to pick up something that looked like a coin, but only glowing in a neon green. "Ah... there you are..." he said with a sinister grin on his handsome features. 
 
 Hearse placed the object in his pocket, and decided to grab a drink before moving on with his other plans, thus entered the nightclub in his usual attire-- being a black biker jacket that was worn over a sleeveless black vest holding the album cover of one famous Death Metal band, by the name of Arch Enemy. A black leather belt with a silver buckle held in place, a camouflage pair of army cargo's at his lower body, and a pair of iron studded combat boots completed his attire. His fists were covered in a pair of spiked gloves, and there was some blood splattered on the front of his jacket, but it wasn't something people would really pay much heed to. The biologically enhanced human from the future set his eyes upon the bar counter, and walked past the others in silence.
Post by DreamWeaver (782 posts) See mini bio Level 12
@UnHoLy_CruSadE: Caius fiddled with the string of his eye patch has he leaned in close to the woman he was speaking with. The young boy whispered into her ear, his lips just brushed her ear and suddenly she froze in place, eye glazed over a drool dripping from the corner of her mouth. "So she doesn't know about Kaine." Caius sighed, referring to his older half-brother. The man from outside seemed to have entered the club. By far, he was the most interesting man. "You look dreadfully out of place, darling." Caius said, approaching Hearse. "With that sadist getup you'll find more than stares here." Caius grinned devilishly and then glared at the bartender from across the room, who slowly nodded as if her were in a trance. "My name is Caius Weaver." The young boy said, taking Hearse's hand and shaking it. "You look like you could use a drink, Hearse." Caius stated as the bartender approached then carrying a beer. "That's for you, on me." 
Post by UnHoLy_CruSadE (294 posts) See mini bio Level 11
Hearse noticed that the young boy was talking with someone, and couldn't help but feel a certain unease about this 'kid'. "You're not of this world are you? Your physical appearance seems that of a young boy no older than twelve, but your mentality seems that of a much older person" spoke Hearse silently, keeping his focus on the lady who was serving the drinks. Despite being mostly aloof, and hard hearted, Hearse was indeed a man of mystery, and lived a life unknown to others. There was usually a time when he would keep his distance from the world, and work under cover, and in secrecy, and some times when publicity was more than required in order to gain certain advantages in most cases. For now, a drink, and perhaps some good entertainment for the night seemed like the ideal get away; until the device he had with his would be detected, and he'd be hunted down. "Staring doesn't hurt me... and I don't really care about what people may think. "Caius Weaver huh? Interesting..." following that statement came silence, upon hearing his name. 'That' wasn't a good sign. "Well Mr. Weaver... I'm going to have to ask you, how you know my name" there was a rather dangerous air about Hearse when he asked this question... He seemed physically calm, but to those who may be able to feel it, there was a disturbing, aura rising from the man.
Post by DreamWeaver (782 posts) See mini bio Level 12
@UnHoLy_CruSadE: "Ah, it seems you haven't heard the rumours about the Weaver family and it's current heir, me." Caius chuckled. "You see, human contact makes finding out all your little secrets much easier, but if I wanted, I could do it from the other end of the room." Caius glared up at Hearse with one large blue eye. "I'm a Velikaia, which means I can read minds, alter memories, create and destroy worlds created from your dreams." Caius summarized. The young boy slowly stepped closer to Hearse, and air of lasciviousness surrounded the strange Weaver boy. "I can make you do... what ever I want." He whispered.
Post by UnHoLy_CruSadE (294 posts) See mini bio Level 11
@DreamWeaver:  "Sounds like an interesting bunch of powers you have there Caius... but aren't you a bit too... Young physically to enjoy all the aspects of what you may hope to accomplish with most... customers here at this nightclub? Are you a shape shifter? Or can you use your powers to somehow make one see something different from their everyday perception of reality?" As Hearse questioned the young boy who leaned closer, the male had gotten to lighting up a cigarette; allowing it to burn dimly between his lips as it hung there loosely, allowing the smoke to drift towards the ceiling in a slow, spiral pattern that droned like dead-mist towards the ceiling above. The music in the club was somewhat annoying to his ears, but it wasn't anything he hated so much that he'd shoot the DJ, or reveal more of his powers. For now, he was just a man with a gun whose morbid ways have been attention-grabbing.
Post by DreamWeaver (782 posts) See mini bio Level 12
@UnHoLy_CruSadE: Caius laughed cutely and crossed his arms over his chest. "Changing perception of reality is child's play my dear. I could, if I wanted to, but that is dreadfully boring." Caius explained. Caius looked up at Hearse's cigarette. "Second hand smoke kills. It's actually much worse than inhaling the smoke directly. Have you heard of dimethylnitrosamine? A carcinogen, it causes cancer. First hand smokers inhale about 5.3 to 43 nanograms of the stuff, while second hand smokers inhale 680 to 823 nanograms. And then there's all sorts of nasty chemicals that the second hand smoker gets, which can be up to 10 times more than what the actual smoker receives." Caius smiled innocently and the cigarette in Hearse's mouth fell to the floor, smothered by telekinetic energy. "Go ahead and turn your lungs into charcoal, but don't do the same to mine. Due to my youth, these effects will harm me a tenfold. I'd like to outlive my current life expectancy."
Post by UnHoLy_CruSadE (294 posts) See mini bio Level 11
@DreamWeaver: Hearse raised his brow in question to the actual fact stated by the young boy. If it was true that he could change ones perspective of reality, then staying around him could be good, and it could be bad. For now, it was best to be on the safe side. Trusting people was always a big deal for Hearse Darkmatter, but once a trust had been established, he was the type of person who would throw himself in front of a wave of bullets shot at his friend. "You seem like you're quite the powerful creature Caius..." said Hearse with somewhat of a smirk. In between the time it took for Hearse to say that, and take another drag from his cigarette, he cast a small enchantment upon himself to prevent anything that may cause any mind-altering. It was a quick, and simple ability that required no preparation, and was for the better after all. "You seem to know your cigarettes Mind Reader, but I can live through Cancer... I can live through Aids... My antibodies are designed to completely erase any trace of fatal illness with the proper methods" 
 
 Hearse watched his cigarette fall, and looked into that one big blue eye of Caius. His Irises were now a deep shape of green with a slight glow within the blackness of the pupils. "If I was invading your personal space, then it would have been a good idea for me to put that out, but if I'm not mistaken... It was you who approached me..." He looked down at the cigarette with the pupils of his eyes and watched as it came afloat in front of him again. He took it between the gloved index and middle finger of his right hand, and put the bud to his lips. Hearse then flicked his left hand's thumb against the pad of his middle finger, and sparked up a small purple flame that lit the end of the cigarette once again. Along with the deep inhale, Hearse blindly picked his drink from the bar counter, and rose from his seat. He gave a small nod to Caius, and proceeded towards a slightly less occupied section of the night club.
Post by TheRedRose (1,645 posts) See mini bio Level 10
Rose was a devoted follower of Aphrodite for many years, recently his faith has begun to waver after this mysterious woman name Zella made a peculiar bar/club called 'Blissful Thorns Nightclub'. It was a cloudy, breezy night. It was nice and cool outside. Rose loved these kind of days.  A warm dark night with a tenebrous breeze that gave a horror-movie like impression of the gang-running streets.  Rose wearing slacker clothes at the time to hide his glorious beauty, some nice pair of black jeans and a black vest with a white button-up shirt underneath.  The streets weren't that populated but you could still see the light of the bars/clubs on and a few cars passing by.  Rose, being the detective he was spotted a bar that drew his attention. His eyes spotting two bodyguards up front and a line filled with people waiting to get in.  
 
 
"Hm...." as he strode down the road now to meet the ridiculously long line. He was a very impatient individual so he devised a plan that would get him inside without waiting an hour for this cruddy nightclub. His long blue hair with his flawless features gave him a feminine-like features that were very mesmerizing to anyone who looked at him. Upon cutting everyone the people seem not to mind him cutting since he was so beautiful and ethereal-like, meeting the guards they escorted the male in without a dilemma. He released a light chuckle upon entry exclaiming, "Thank you boys for letting me in, much appreciated..." He said tossing a red rose back at the two guards as he made it in, the guards fought and argued on who would be taking the rose giving the line of people an opportunity to sneak in. 
 
 Rose stopped now to glance around at the over crowded place as he spotted a few people that were distinguish from the rest however he had no time to waist his beauty on them instead he took a seat up front on the bar table and demanded a glass of wine from the bartender who without hesitation immediately got the male a glass of wine. Placing his lips on the glass he took a sip while observing the crowd as for some reason everyone around him seemed a bit off but he did not mind this. 
Post by JayDox (118 posts) See mini bio Level 7

Jay had never been to a club like this. The fifteen year old was very shy around girls. That was probably the only reason he was still a virgin. The boy walked into the club. His nose, being more akin to that of a wolf than a human, was suddenly filled with dozens of erotic scents. He became aroused, and his nose bled. In his head the two other souls talked to him.

Jean: " I forgot you were still a virgin. Looks like the Dox mojo skipped a generation."

Kiba: " Jay, should you be in a place like this? Certain unatrual things seem to go on in this club."

Jay ignored the warnings. He went to the male area and waited for some waitresses to come and take his order. He sat down, and had extreme trouble hiding his "gift." Waitresses stared wide eyed, and some of the men looked jealous. Jay blushed, embarrassed.

Post by Surkit (516 posts) See mini bio Level 11

After a covert solo mission in the heart of the jungle, Bishop enters the closest social spot in view and eyes down the crowd. No faces he recognized. Passing through the strobe lights and flailing drug fueled bodies he finally makes his way to the bar and takes a seat, "151 and pineapple. Separate. rocks on the apple." Setting his blade beneath the stoll agains tthe bottom of the bar he relaxes and watches the crowd.

Post by Jlynnana (3,293 posts) See mini bio Level 13

“Crap he got away” Lynn thought to herself, standing in the middle of the nightclub, she had been in pursuit of a grunt for Sigma, someone who had ties to Shogun Chi. Balling her fist in anger, she started towards the door, at least until she saw a familiar afro sticking out over the bar.

“Bishop?” she whispered to herself, slowly maneuvering through the club to the bar. “You don’t look like the club type…” she said, resting her forearm on the counter.

“Ciroc and sprite please” she motioned to the bartender, “I hope I’m not intruding” she said, raising an eyebrow.

Post by Surkit (516 posts) See mini bio Level 11

@Jlynnana: "Depends on my mood. Most of the time I'm to myself, but everybody needs to get away from themselves at some point." Turning with a smile he can tell she was absorbed into the party atmosphere with her radiating smile, "Not at all. I'm glad you were here, but why? Usually all you talk about is Sigma." Taking his glass the samurai smiles and throws down a few bills and takes a short gulp, chasing it with the ice cold pineapple juice.

Post by Jlynnana (3,293 posts) See mini bio Level 13

@Surkit: A sweat bead slowly dropped down the back of her head from nervousness; she let out a sheepish laugh before admitting why she was here. "Truthfully that's the only reason I'm here" she said, taking a seat beside him. Taking a sip of her drink, she could almost instantly feel it's effects; letting loose a deep sigh she shook her head a bit at the recoil. "You're too much of a loner" she said, taking another sip whilst looking at herself in the mirror. "I know I keep to myself aswell, but Juni is slowly breaking me through that shell.." she said, turning towards him.

"Prehaps...I should do the same for you"

Post by Surkit (516 posts) See mini bio Level 11

@Jlynnana: "I'm not really surprised" he says with a smile, turning his full attention to her while taking another sip, this time without the chaser "Perhaps you should..." Taking down another sip but chasing he looks at Lynn with an energetic sense in the way he moves, yet calm and relaxed "We should do something besides sit at the bar and talk about what if's. " Standing up and leaving his sword behind, Bishop extends a hand to Lynn, "Can you dance as well as you fight?"

Post by Jlynnana (3,293 posts) See mini bio Level 13

@Surkit:

“Uh…” Lynn said, looking at his hand, the forwardness through her off guard, but in actuality she wasn’t too surprised. She had judged him based off his exterior, and hadn’t fully gotten a chance to know him. “I don’t know how to dance Bishop…” she whispered, her high cheeks slowly turning red. She turned her head, to catch glimpses of the people around them; she couldn't relax and almost immeditatly began to quiver

Post by Surkit (516 posts) See mini bio Level 11

@Jlynnana said:

@Surkit:

“Uh…” Lynn said, looking at his hand, the forwardness through her off guard, but in actuality she wasn’t too surprised. She had judged him based off his exterior, and hadn’t fully gotten a chance to know him. “I don’t know how to dance Bishop…” she whispered, her high cheeks slowly turning red. She turned her head, to catch glimpses of the people around them; she couldn't relax and almost immeditatly began to quiver

"Would you rather learn now...or before bingo and after murder she wrote?" He says teasingly, grasping her hand and feeling her quick pulse through her soft palm, "Look at me, and ignore everybody else. I gaurantee their not worried about you..- well, a few might be" Looking around Bishop noticed a group of party heads in the back nodding to the music and watching Lynn. "Just hear the music and feel how I move. The rest is natural. Whe you get into it" As the beat gets faster Bishop steps forward and wraps an arm loose around her waist to pas the rhythm, moving with precise but small motions to the temp and bass "You won't really care who's watching"

Post by Jlynnana (3,293 posts) See mini bio Level 13

@Surkit:

Her high cheek bones instantly blushed, she had never danced in public before; or even with a guy for that matter. It seemed in his recreational drinking, there was a personality waiting to be explored; one he hadn’t shown on the Tempest. Lynn continued moving with Bishop as best she could; the first few moments she was trying too hard to stay on beat, which essentially put her off beat; once she started talking it was as if her body naturally adapted to the swing.

“So…what’s your story?” she said, slowly shaking her hips to the beat.

Post by Surkit (516 posts) See mini bio Level 11

@Jlynnana: "Before I got here, I wasn't always a Samurai first." In respect he makes sure his haneds are gripping the sides of her abdomen lightly and sways with her hips, "I grew up in the states, my father was, is, one of the largest kingpins in the country. I was his general. When I wasn't collecting money or settling scores, I was out drinking, smoking, dancing and... what not. They used to call me wild child. Until I took that mission my father gave me... after I came to Japan, my views changed. " Letting his hands slide down a little bit and moving in a bit closer Bishop whispers in her ear, "And I can't say I don't like what I see" Bouncing back he allows her to control her own rhythm, like throwing a kid in the pool to learn how to swim, trying to keep her mind focused on himself the young samurai continues, "What about you? I've never sen anyone do the things you can. Where are you from?"

Post by Jlynnana (3,293 posts) See mini bio Level 13

@Surkit:

Still swaying back and forth entertaining his hands placed on her massive thighs, she thought about the right way to tell her story. “I’m from China, My people were known as the Wing-Chun people, or the Snake Crane people if you will…” she said, turning around dancing with her back into his sternum. “We mastered the bodies Chi and chakra and learned the secrets of the untapped mind.” She said, sounding as if she were somewhat remorseful, but not to the point where it’d break their mood.

“We were betrayed by our protectors and killed, I’m the only one left” she said, turning locking eyes with him for just a moment. She let loose a not so subtle smile, “You’re a pretty good dancer.

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