~Innocence: The Curse of the Naive~ (18+ Closed KyAzrel)

[Shi.No.Tobiko]

Florian allowed himself to heave in annoyance as he stood there, toying with the figurines on the mantle of the hearth, listening to his Aunt prattle on about their family. She had the vicious tongue of a viper, and the wispy mind and attention span of a flea. Yes, he had heard the rumors several times about their family, how there was a “curse” put upon them. He was nearly exasperated from hearing the story so many times, constantly. It was like listening to an orchestra play on repeat, the same thing, never ending. “You know that the witch cursed your family.” Marian sniffed as he adjusted herself in the seat, fingers plucking away at an embroidery cloth she had been working on. “They say she cursed the men because one of your ancestors threw her out for a younger woman. It seems history repeats itself, wouldn’t you say nephew?” Her cruel piercing eyes flickered up to capture his own. Jade hues took a moment before looking over with an uninterested feel to their depths. “Had my sister never married your drunken fool of a father maybe she wouldn’t find herself 6 feet under-“

 

“That is Enough Marian! I will not stand here and listen to you belittle my family! Stay and hold your tongue, or leave and be as vicious as you are.” His anger was almost tangible as he stalked out of the lounge area, leaving Marian wide eyed and stunned. He had no care for the words that left her lips. Walking to the front of the manor, he swiftly grabbed his Aunt’s cloak and stormed back to the front room before tossing it into her lap. “I think it is time for you to go home. I am sure your husband would like you there.” He didn’t leave any room for argument.

 

Flustered, Marian stood to her feet and threw the cloak around her shoulders. Cloth in hand, needle pinned into it neatly, she pushed past him, purposefully shoving him aside. “What an ungrateful brute! I am only here to offer some sort of Good Fortune to your worthless genes! When your family falls, do not expect me to be here to cry for you boy!” Her heels clicked against the stone entryway, he heard the doors pull open before slamming shut. He sighed in relief. She was gone. He didn’t have to listen to her anymore… He sighed again, a smile playing on his lips as he dropped onto the couch, the soft material slid against the white cotton of his suit. Finally it was peaceful.

 

The door blew open with a sudden urgency, he heard the scrambled footsteps of his father as he stumbled into the front room. The graying haired male fumbled around as he grabbed anything he could that was of value. “Father… Are you drunk? Come please…” Florian stood and walked over as he father collapsed to the floor. He waved him away as he stood and grabbed a bag off of one of the coat hooks.

 

“I am leaving Florian. The Manor is yours, you must stay here, keep it up.” He slurred on his words as he grabbed a few other items, all but ignoring his son who stared him bewildered. What could he possibly mean by this? Shaking his head he followed his Father around from room to room.

 

“Wait! Father! Where are you going? Why are you leaving? Please tell me! You can’t just leave me here by myself!” Those bloodshot eyes gazed up to worried jade hues, looking but not seeing him.

 

“You won’t be alone… There is a…. Nice group of people who will be coming soon… Show them around, and show them pure VonTassel hospitality… I need to go.” It was all the answer Florian would receive as his father wrenched away from his touch. His tie crooked, his hair a mess. The older VonTassel, Davide stumbled out into the entryway before fumbling out through the oak portal, shutting it with finality. Florian dropped to the floor. Befuddled by what had just happened, he sat there for moments… Unable to pull himself up or find the strength to move.

 

“What have you done Father…?”

[rosebud1296]

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[Shi.No.Tobiko]

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[rosebud1296]

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[707]

Anubis

 

Personality:

Hot tempered, Proud, Playful, Sometimes acts like a real dog, Cruel

 

Powers:

Dead Requiem - Can raise a multitude of undead corpses.

Keeper - For a short time he can change into his god form and unleash total devastation.

Army of Ash - Even with his powers limited, Anubis can call forth a few soldiers in his powerful army.

Cloak of Death - The shadow is a portal, a portal to other shadows.

Carrion Tide - One of the Plagues of Egypt, this tide will infest and decimate everything in it's path.

 

Quote:

"This body is inefficient. And why do I feel annoyed when I get wet!?"

 

 

The Underworld. Most people think that it is governed by chaos and fire was everywhere, coupled with Imps and demons skulking about. No.

 

The Underworld has its order. The ranks of power. The strong lead and the weak were part of the army. There were few fires and it was mostly composed of a barren, stony kingdom where at every given point those foolish enough to challenge the ruler stepped forward. But none of them managed to dethrone the ruthless ruler. He placed his subjects in a tight leash and everytime a word was spoken, they cowered in fear.

 

What was pain when you were no longer alive? Only those who have stared through the ruler's eyes could fully tell what it was. Souls were not immortal. They could also be destroyed. Burned or thrown into the abyss.

 

But there were secrets. Secrets that the living could do and not know. And on everything there were prices, to be paid immediately or to be taken when the time was right and the contract finished. Those secrets were guarded, kept hidden at all costs. But some open then, stare at their contents and go mad, beyond insanity where sanity lied at the borders of their words and thoughts. Where the gods could be touched.