RE: VAU IC: The Fangtastical and Arousing Tale of Anita Jacqueofff
The hall grew cold, frost spreading rapidly over the freezing marble. All around the walls runes glowed as their power was challenged. Brighter and brighter they grew, yet they remained strong.
However in that time the knowledge gathered was enough, and the beast of the night found a small loophole. Not enough to escape, but enough for one its abilities to work effectively. In moment all those that remained awake fell into deep slumber, the vampires glamour potent indeed. Even the guards and Lady Jacqueoff succumbed, though the magical barriers protected them from any direct harm.
With a soft chuckle the vampire padded towards its prey......it was time to have fun.
Bastion woke with a start. For a moment he wondered where he was and he called out. Nothing came out. He tried again, yet for whatever reason he could not make any sound. In that split second of worry he came to realise his arms were twisted behind him, a thick rope binding his hands with a length trailing up to the overhead chandelier. His feet were free yet he was literally just standing on his tip toes on a chair. Finally and most worryingly he was naked.
"Ah, I have to admit, it is nice to see you awake and yet quiet," a sinister voice sniggered. It was like nothing Bastion had yet heard, and as the vampire came into the light Bastion's eyes widened in fear, "your attempt to trap me did not work either....even with your droll note." A piece of paper flicked out of the vampires hand and fluttered to the ground bearing the words Look what you've done now you ninny.
"So then, with that massive brain and ego to boot, have you figured a way out of this....?" An ugly smile crept across the vampire's faces. A foot began to rock the chair under Bastion, setting his shoulders on fire as he struggled to keep his footing.
"Do you know, twisted like that, your shoulders are not designed to support your weight?" Bastion didn't even have time to shake his head before the chair was kicked out under him. There was a sickening crunch as his arms were tore out of his sockets, ligaments and muscle twisting and tearing. Blood pooled in Bastion's mouth as he bit his tongue, eyes roving wildly in agony. With a burbling cough opened his mouth to spit it out, but before he could he felt the vampires mouth close over his, sucking in delight at the crimson liquid.
"Mmmmm, now that is good. Much richer than I expected from a scholar."
With another chuckle the vampire bit deeply into his throat and in that instant Bastion's agony was transformed into pleasure. It coursed through his body and he pushed forward, even as some part of his body realised he was further tearing the meat around his dislocated shoulders.
Feeling the man's excitement the vampire pulled back, looking down at the arousal with an arched eyebrow.
"How rude," it tutted, "though perhaps to be expected from a base animal such as yourself. Sill I think a punishment is in order....and it is time to wrap up our game anyway."
Bastion barely heard the words, the pleasure of the bite still thudding in his veins. However just as agony could swiftly turn to pleasure, so the opposite was very true. If he thought he had felt agony before, it was nothing as he felt the vampires claws rip under his testicles, thumb gouging over the top of his member. With a savege rip his genitals were torn clean off, leaving a gushing hole. Bastion bucked madly, the raw pain tearing away his remaining sanity. With a wet sound one arm was literallly ripped free, leaving Bastion flopping from one arm like a freshly caught fish.
Taking in the gory scene all the vampire did was simply stare, a wide smile across its face. Finally with almost loving care, the vampire stepped forward and carved a number 2 into the convulsing man's chest.
Tonight certainly had been fun.
***
As dawn breaks it reveals the now dead corpse of Bastion, still hung in the same postion, having bled to death. However the torn parts of his body seem to be absent.
**
A crackle of magic swiftley awakes the group, and fro the hall they can hear Anita's frantic voice.
"TO THE HALL! THERE IS STILL A BEAST AMONG US!"
From her tone and wet eyes it was clear there was a connection between Anita and the dead, and who had been the cause of yesterday's influence.
[mod]Day 2 has started.
Harland / Bastion is dead and has been revealed to be a human with the Host's Ear status[/mod]
