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Post by ♛ L0PP3R ♛ on Sept 24, 2012 21:06:19 GMT -5
Upon entering this field, immediately is one greeted by a heavy rain that beats against them and the rest of The World within this place. In front of them is an endless street with abandoned buildings that line the sides of the road they are on for as far as the eye can see. Some of these buildings look to simply be abandoned while others are completely destroyed, and a few are somewhere in-between. All of the buildings within the field are accessible, if you can find a way to get in yourself.
If one travels far enough down this road, the entire field seems to expand into something much larger than itself. There are buildings everywhere in sight that seem to keep you boxed in still, but at the same time the road splits and turns to allow more of this desolate metropolis to be explored! Be careful about traveling too deep into the field, however, for there have been rumors of unsightly creatures that roam the city streets in place of the NPCs that no longer do.
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Post by ♛ L0PP3R ♛ on Sept 24, 2012 21:12:50 GMT -5
The rain that was slapping gently against the window of that abandoned apartment room that she had painted a combination of red and black put her at ease. She were laying there on her back in that torn up mattress with her eyes staring up into the ceiling that was peeling away in front of her, there were parts of the room and the apartment as a whole that had leaks springing from the ceiling that no longer did it's job. Lopper could not help but think that the ceiling was much like [The World] and how it has become over the course of time. She thought of how it was from the beginning to where it is now, she thought about the fact that she were there all the while to document in her head the changes that time can really hold over a dominion.
Slow and heavy breathing mixed with the sound of the rain was all that could be head in that quiet and abandoned complex that she had found a home in. Lopper had a lot of great memories here in this place, here in this field, and whenever she needed to get away from the world outside of the room she had locked herself deeply inside she would crawl through [The World] and find her way back to here. There were times when she would wake up and find herself in her room in the field, she couldn't even recall how she would get there. Was somebody watching over her? Was someone protecting her? Maybe it was that 'White Knight' she were always going on about to herself, that special entity that didn't know how to cease and desist like any knowledgeable being would have done a long time ago.
Lopper did not understand it. Lopper didn't understand anything. Lopper couldn't care less about a thing then. All she wanted to do was lay there, on her back, and disappear into her own mind.
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Post by Alexei on Sept 24, 2012 21:23:28 GMT -5
Alexei's entrance to the field was on par with the single rain drops falling from the sky. He too, jumped down from one of the higher buildings, letting his feet touch the ground. Perhaps he would break apart and turn into a puddle himself; perhaps his presence was metaphorical for a bigger crisis. Lately, he tried to avoid fields that had much of a population to it. Then again, when had he ever ventured into a root town? There was something uncanny about being an actual player, relying on gear and equipment to make it through the harsh circumstances of the game's environment. But he knew he didn't need it, his necessity to even breathe in this game was dependent on who and where he interacted. The rain to him was kin, hugging his clothing, melting his hair down onto the pale glow of his flesh. Although he could have been white like a ghost, he emitted a strange blue glow, much like a dead person would when found in a large body of water.
Passage of time, did he exist. Today was the day he wanted to take a stroll down memory lane. He lived in that memory, although it was fragmented and etched – pieces that he had to make up for himself – unable to distinguish what had really happened to what was happening now. He followed that road, followed that image who held his hand and dragged him upstairs. The memory had left a trail of food, and he took it in strides, allowing himself to enter the building and ascend the stairs that he recalled. Alexei turned around barring of the stairs, his gaze peering into the room. He expected to be alone, and he expected that nothingness to welcome him.
But there was a strangeness that came to the room, the apartment room that held no door. Because it was nothing like being alone, but a lively imagination. Alexei tried not to relinquish too much on the uncanny pink color that was like splattered paint against red and blacks. It would have been inappropriate to show any excitement at all.
He had been moving his feet during his internalization of reacting, stopping to glance at the female who laid there. Distant, yet touchable.
“Honey, I am home,” he spoke softly.
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Post by ♛ L0PP3R ♛ on Sept 24, 2012 21:31:20 GMT -5
His voice had broken the silence of the room like a gunshot despite how quiet his words escaped his narrow throat. Lopper's beating heart skipped a beat, it almost seemed to stop completely, before it picked up in rate. The voice was just too familiar, the aroma just as enticing as she remembers it to be. The very presence of Him was enough to drive her up the walls from excitement and plenty of other lewd emotions that would run inside of her at the simple thought of Him. He was everything to her, everything she had ever known and everything she had ever wanted. He was her White Knight, the fairy tale hero that you could only ever read about, he was real and he was here in this room with her right now.
Lopper felt that she was lucky to be laying down on her side with her back to him, not only did he not see that shy and vulnerable look that was building up on her countenance but the vertigo that swept over her couldn't pull her off of her two feet if she were not on them. Was it possible to swoon on the ground? The bed Lopper was laying on felt as if it was swaying back and forth, up and down, as if she were riding on a boat. A love boat, she thought to herself in a teasing manner only to let the pink color in her face become more saturated. Was she a masochist? It sure seemed that way with how much of herself - which was all of herself - she has given to the very idea of this man that stood in that room with her.
Slowly, as if painting the bed with her hand, she brought one of her arms around behind her whilst letting her palm slide along the torn up sheets that covered the mattress. She was painting a picture, she were giving him a signal, inviting him into her little piece of heaven. It was a shameless act but Lopper was a shameless person when it came to Him, He was all that she had ever wanted ever since she were a little girl. He was a fantasy that had become a reality, a dream that had become a home.
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Post by Alexei on Sept 24, 2012 21:39:45 GMT -5
There was not a movement on his face, only that his eyes turned with the little movements that Lopper offered. He again never allowed himself to be expectant around the female, a bipolar nature that would demand for his attention and give him a cold shoulder the next. And he too, as if a reflection, would offer the same personality. Words were not always a place, and never did he do well with forming too many at once. The way he spoke was with his body, his hands, and sometimes his weapons. But he watched her like she was a peculiar creature, a worm, inching away along a mattress that was far too disgusting to really enjoy continuously. However, sometimes the dirty things were the best to have.
He inched closer to the bed, taking it slow, as if she was a tiny puppy that could turn savage in a second. When he was close enough then, he allowed himself to slowly sit on the edge of the bed, just below the squirming palm that made Lopper's body appear twisted. Alexei glanced at the length of her long, pink hair – as he always done – before looking back to the writhing hand. Not normally merciful, he let himself try for empathy. Alex reached out his right hand, still glazed in the rain's mist, before placing his fingers to the back of her knuckles to let her know that he really was here.
In the touch alone, he knew there was a weakness in himself. She had always been warmer than himself, and it resonated a feeling that sat in the weight of his chest. Alex, as if ashamed, turned his head to look out into the window.
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Post by ♛ L0PP3R ♛ on Sept 24, 2012 21:48:00 GMT -5
His soft and cold hand had made contact with her own and Lopper immediately froze up in place. It were as if she were on the brink of overloading, Lopper felt as if she were going to melt right there on the spot, a simple touch drove her insane! She really could be a little girl when it came to the damnest things, so pathetic and vulnerable more so than anyone but Alexei would never truly come to know. For better or for worse, her heart had chose Alexei and her mind drowned itself in his depths until it fell into a comatose state in his sea of fascination. He was everything she could ever ask for, everything she could have ever wanted.
The weight he had placed on the mattress made her want to roll her body in his direction, the touch of his hand against her own made Lopper want to wrap her entire body around that single point of contact and feed her heart with all of the tension the two of them shared. It was difficult not to, Lopper fought with herself desperately to control her emotions and the feelings that ran inside of here but she was not stronger than her heart. It was only a matter of moments before she slowly and nervously turned over and wrapped both of her arms around the arm of his that had connected the hand he had used to reach out to her. She pulled her body close to his, she buried her face in his arm and shut her eyes tight as she took a deep breath inward at the situation and what she had just done. Did I really just do that? she asked herself inside of her mind, she couldn't believe how arrogant she was.
Lopper knew she were only going to end up on her back a lot quicker if she continued down this route. Alexei held all of the power, he controlled Lopper as if he had a remote to her heart and her mind; it was too easy for him to make or break her, too easy for him to have her fall in love with him over and over and over again. Lopper, deep down inside, wondered if he ever truly knew just how much she had needed him and just how much he could truly ruin her.
Alexei was the only one who could stop her.
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Post by Alexei on Sept 24, 2012 21:58:10 GMT -5
The arms that snaked around his own was much like the warmth of a dry sun on his body. Every nerve, tissue and the blood inside of him seemed to shift painfully. But he welcomed the stinging sensation, holding onto it because the feeling was incredible. Alex took an obvious breath in, now turning his head so that he could look down to the female who held onto him so needfully. None of his thoughts were ostracizing Lopper for her reaction, nor was he planning on condemning her for holding onto him so fast. He felt in the middle of a disposition instead. To what face did he show? Would he find himself just as fragile and smash her skeleton into his own? Or would he try to act indifferent and take her presence one crumb at a time?
He pressed his lips together and his face tensed, not knowing how to react to such a heavy emotion that cascaded over his heart. The silence between the two made the situation tense, because there were no words to give answers. Using his free hand, he lifted it and placed it on the side of the girl's hair. Using his fingers, he allowed his nails to rake over the thin scalp, delicately. There was difficulty in their roles, because he knew that he wanted to have her bravery, to be in her position. To show that he too, had relied on Lopper's existence.
But this was a character modeled on great hesitation, so he continued down that path in vain. Hating himself, loathing who and what he was. But she was warm, and when his eyes looked at her; she would know that he wanted to devour her.
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Post by ♛ L0PP3R ♛ on Sept 24, 2012 22:07:02 GMT -5
It was the way that he had ran his fingers through her hair that made the sides of her lips tremble and twitch in excitement. It was something that a protector would do, something someone would do to something that belonged to them. Lopper didn't mind fitting Alexei in either of those roles, in her mind Alexei fit too many roles for her to honestly express to him coherently. He was the hero and he was the villain, he was a friend and he was a father; he was everything to her, her Alpha and her Omega. To acquire so much power over another, to be in complete control of their life, was something that was difficult to fathom for anyone! Alexei had it though, he had complete control over Lopper, she had always been and would always continue to be in the palm of his hands.
Her desperate hands reached up his arm, sliding along his skin until they found their way onto his shoulders. Like an apparition she had pulled herself up by his shoulders so that she could bury her face in his neck then just before her arms would come to wrap around him tightly so that she could keep her upper body tightly against his own. It had become clear to her that she would have to make all of the moves, that he would continue to just be there and do nothing at all. A part of her could not stand it at all but she delt with it, more than anything she understood it and understood why he was the way that he was. In a way she blamed herself for not being there sooner, for not being able to save him from all of the corruption and damage he had seen in his hard life. If only she had said something sooner, if only she had been there for him! It killed her every day, every single day it ate her alive.
In that new position the two of them found themselves in was where Lopper remained, not doing anything much after that. Her temple would rub against the side of his face, her fingers digging lightly into his back as her breath warmed the skin of his neck. Lopper's heart was racing, her heart was beating so fast that she swore it would explode and ooze right out of her mouth and all over Alexei's beautiful form. He was so perfect, he was so perfect for Lopper, Lopper just never knew what to do with herself when he was around.
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Post by Alexei on Sept 25, 2012 23:01:16 GMT -5
He felt his body tilt with the weight of the female, allowing his arm to be a rope so she could approach closer. Some part of him wanted to push her away, but not in disgust. Deep inside he had many concerns of hurting the female, even taking advantage of her. He thought this way out of the care he regarded deeply in Lopper. Normally he would be selfish and take what was his, but Lopper was much more of a complex thing. She wasn't an object, not entirely. Alexei tried his best to let his thoughts roll into the back of his mind, to let everything freeze inside of himself. But her warm, smooth hands ran along his skin as if it had been very delicate; her body pressed into his own, blankets of warm breath rushed over his cool flesh. Even if he was skilled in hiding much of his emotions, his body shuddered; his body was out of his own control.
With the need in her touch, he wondered to himself, how many had been lucky to have Lopper's hands all over them? How many had this female kissed? What had she done with her body that Alexei was never capable of seeing with his eyes? He didn't know what dark depths these thoughts pooled from, but he allowed his lids to shut, to hide the nigh frustrated look that frothed to the surface of his face. He took in a sharp gasp of breath, giving himself a chance to wrap his arms around the pink-haired girl's form. The touch was incomparable to daily things most people took for granted: warm baths, blankets at night, a fireplace during those cold winters and the heat in a lover's kiss. Lopper's face came close to his own, running along his cheek and he was forced to inhale the perfume of the woman.
Beneath his mouth and nose was small exposed flesh of her ear and neck, along with the length of her hair. He didn't know what to do, because it was in his nature to want to eat and destroy. The yearning within him wasn't easy to translate, but he had a hunch, so he curled in his bottom lip under his upper teeth. Alexei stopped his breathing.
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Post by ♛ L0PP3R ♛ on Sept 26, 2012 15:57:02 GMT -5
Lopper had noticed as soon as Alexei's chest had stopped heaving, she did not think much of it at the time as all of her senses dived deeper into the male's very existence. For Alexei Lopper was just an object, she was just a piece of meat to be used by him for whatever it was he were looking for in another. He had given her so much throughout all of the years Lopper has been alive, he had been that shining enigma in her life that had given her a goal and a purpose; without him, without ever crossing his path, Lopper herself didn't know where she would be if she had never met Alexei. In the back of her mind, when she would let herself think back on her life and all of the things she had went through, she was sure that she would be long gone if Alexei never existed in the first place.
The way that his arms wrapped around her body, the way they pulled her in close took her breath away. If she could she would just melt right into him, she would flow through his veins and into his brain and release euphoric chemicals to make him happier than she ever could outside of his body. Being separated like this, unable to give him her soul and her life, was such a cruel twist of fate; her species had damned her from the start, her mind giving her such an insurmountable love she could never truly give. Lopper didn't know how she could deal with it most days, some days she just did not think about it, it was hard to think about anything anymore.
Lopper tilted her head to the side, her body falling heavy against the male's like dead weight. All she could think about then was about getting him to react to her, sparking some life in his body to give him the initiative to do whatever it was he wanted to do with her. Lopper hated seeing him so repressed, so quiet, so in his own mind that he couldn't act like himself the way that she knew he was able to. All she wanted to do was to make his life easy, make him feel happy, but that never seemed easy enough of a task for the girl who loved him the most.
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Post by Alexei on Oct 2, 2012 18:30:29 GMT -5
Alexei felt the woman's weight fall into him. He wanted to resist and leave; he was used to leaving, running. Although he was not reliant on oxygen, the data or the air of [The World], it still felt unnatural to stop his breathing. So, he slowly parted his lips and allowed his brain to make the connection that he was breathing again. Turning his head, he slowly placed his cheek into the crook of the girl's neck, hiding his nose into the length of her long hair. The arms around her frame enveloped her just a bit tighter, the hold reflecting the need of his own. Despite the temptation to sink his teeth into her and eat her whole, he restrained himself.
There was nothing more that he could think of doing, he couldn't find any words to convey the meaning in his hold.
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Post by ♛ L0PP3R ♛ on Oct 7, 2012 12:24:06 GMT -5
As Alexei's arms wrapped around her body even tighter her breath escaped her lungs in an exasperated exhale of hot and steamy breath. Her insides felt as if they were on fire, her blood boiling in her brains and the fumes going up to her brain to cause her body to feel disoriented. Alexei didn't have to do anything but stand in front of Lopper to make her knees weak, he didn't even have to lay a hand on her to command her body to do whatever it was he wanted it to do for him. Lopper was a slave for Alexei, so into the idea of being underneath him, she lived solely to be his!
One of her hands found its way to the back of his head, entangling her fingers in his hair, one of her legs bringing itself forward to rest itself between his thighs to let his warmth surge through his body into hers. Lopper's breathing was erratic, not under her control at all! It was a wonder how she didn't faint from the slow and heavy breathing that didn't do anything to help her dizzy mind be put to rest.
"I've been waiting for you," she whispered at the top of her lungs, "for so long..."
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