Nightclub "The Riot"

"Need a night out? Come visit the exotic underground nightlife at the Riot"

HELP WANTED

Club Owner- ♆ Seo Inguk

Gogo Dancer- ☾ Dong Youngbae

Gogo Dancer-  

Bartender- ☾ Toshiya  

Bouncer- 

♆ Seo Inguk [A] 2 months ago
My hand presses against my forehead, and a long-winded breath leaves me. I had been reviewing these numbers for months, and the rent on this place was a pain. I was mindlessly bouncing the pen between my friends, pulling the mathematical ratios together, and racking my hand through my hair. “You gotta be kidding me. This wouldn’t be a damn bother if I were married already.”
♦ Christopher Bang 10 months ago
@♆ Seo Inguk The second that whiskey touched my tongue, I knew it wasn't the normal whiskey I'd consume at a bar or pub. This wasn't like any whiskey I've ever had, actually, and something about it prompts me to do a double-take at the glass in my hand. I don't immediately notice that you were getting closer until you are directly in front of me. My head lifts, eyes meeting yours, and I'm inhaling sharply. The air feels different now. It feels... thicker, almost. Hotter, heavier. I couldn't help but shift uncomfortably when my clothes began to irritate my skin, having the sudden impulsive urge to remove each layer one by one.

My collar is lifted slightly and I shudder when the air hits the exposed skin. I take a deep breath before downing whatever was left in the glass, setting it down on the coffee table then returning my attention to you; undivided, albeit slightly unfocused. There was no denying that I was... well, I wasn't very well known for self-indulging. In fact, pleasure -- in whatever form it may come in -- was something I always denied myself. I was always so focused on the job, always focused on the contract, always focused on never coming back empty handed. Of all contracts and missions handed to me, not one was failed. Not one.

I was excellent at my work. That was undeniable, yes... but it seems that I've forgotten about everything else, until now that is. You were right in front of me and there was... something permeating off of you and flowing directly into me, feeding into the hidden desires I fought to keep quiet. 'Control.' My voice echoes softly through the corridors of your mind, filling every crevice for a few brief seconds before the sound fades. 'But don't misunderstand -- I don't /want/ control.' I lean forward slowly, mismatched hues reflecting the same color as they bore into yours. 'I want it /taken/.'
☾ Dove Cameron 10 months ago
@♅ Choi Dongwook You seemed to be taking my words well, seeing as you paused and watched me, mirroring how I watched you. Though we were standing pretty close to each other as is, it was as though you were trying to control the alcohol in your blood stream instead of letting it control you. Your eyes moving just slightly left and then back to the center, blinking rapidly to camouflage it. You responded boastfully to my question, which also seemed to just be a personality trait of yours that I didn't like... But as you moved your face next to mine, and I remained still while wondered what you were doing. And you spoke your holy name, and I fell frozen. 'Michael??' It had to be a lie. A ego-induced comment to make me shiver. My hydrated pink lips parted in shock. There was no way.

"You lie." my voice comes out in a whisper, barely a breath being made. I wait for the shoe to drop, or for you to show you hand of cards. If you were Michael...why were you here? I'd heard only stories about you, never worthy to get close enough in court to see you, let alone speak with you before I was cast down. Were you also sent for Mist?
♆ Seo Inguk [A] 10 months ago
@♦ Christopher Bang There is it. The scent that has been lingering and lapping on my tongue. I can smell the dripping out of your soul. I spotted the ember and a spark, it was brief but I knew it was there. I push myself off the wet bar and slowly start towards you. "Oh, there are many things I would want from you Christopher Bang."

I watch your Adam's apple bob up and down in response to the drink. Every advancing step is more purposeful than the last. "But the real question is," A -eating grin slowly claims my features as I watch the moisture collecting on your blush pink lips. The site is enough to lure any demon, fortune on your side it's me. For what mortal creator on this planet wouldn't want to have their desires satiated by anyone better than the demon of Lust?
I stood before you looking down before my finger lace around your shirt playing with the buttons absentmindedly. A low groan rippling through my admiring the glance of smooth skin that rests beneath.

"What is your true desire right now Chris?" The tips of my hair began to lift and the weight of the room rippled sensual soundwave. Translucent emerald-green smoke twirls around us giving you a mere glimpse of what I Prince Asmodeus can do to fulfill your deep desires.
♅ Choi Dongwook [A] 10 months ago
@♅ Barbara Palvin I blinked the other two of you away from my vision until you formed one solid being. Upon hearing you respond I knew one of two things. I've you don't know me because of age and rank gap or my reputation of being heaven's more recently royal gossip has finally died down. A long pause held between us as observed your indication that this was a joke to mock me. But, no such thing came. Shifting my weight I placed one hand on the pole behind you. "Darling I'd need protection or a guardian." I feel silence monitoring your expression before kneeling in close to you. I paused taking a glance at your cupid's bow then moved my lips to your ear. "I'm a Michael. The justice sword of the Gods."
☾ Dove Cameron 11 months ago
@♅ Choi Dongwook Observing how you corrected your body's desire to slouch, even puffing out your chest a little bit as you fixed your stance, my lips press together as if to hold back a little laugh, smile running up my cheeks as I thought your efforts were cute. I tilt my head to the side a little as I see you looking at my hands, wondering what you were thinking. It had been a surprising minute since I interacted with my kind...but in your state I wasn't worried you would know my given name. Even if you somehow did know, you didn't seem to care, so there was no reason for me to feel weird talking with you.

"Not officially. But I like to check in and make sure my people are safe." I hadn't been assigned someone since I was banished, and even before then my cases had not been in Heleo. Yet I considered "my people" as those I had simply interacted with before. That sense of responsibility was still heavy in my being. I looked from the crowd on the dance floor over again to you. "Not that I should even ask, but do you need some guardianship? Or are you expecting something else from me...?" I had no clue of your rank among the angels, and my questions could come off as offensive to the wrong persons, but being straightforward was my technique when speaking with intoxicated folks. Assumingly you had duties to the gods or God himself, and this was your time off, but that didn't mean accountability wasn't an option. But yet again I had no idea about your rank, so I awaited our chat to go sour.
♦ Christopher Bang 11 months ago
@♆ Seo Inguk Your remark earns a bark of laughter as my head tosses back for a few seconds, soon lifting to show the wide, dimpled grin I wore. 'Noted. Guess I'll just have to use it on you.' Before the glass is even in my hand, I could tell that it was some sort of whiskey - which wasn't a problem, whiskey was amongst my favorites. I take the glass and lift to do a cheers motion with you, gently knocking our glasses together. 'Cheers,' after seconding the motion, I bring the glass to my lips to take a decent swig of it, hissing quietly through my teeth at the initial burn. My gaze soon returns to you as I shift my weight onto my other leg, still propped against the armrest; curiously scanning you head to toe. 'So, why bring me up here, Inguk? Is there something you want from me?'
♆ Seo Inguk [A] 11 months ago
@♦ Christopher Bang "Well, aren't you a spontaneously trusting individual?" I saw flashing you a charmed grin placing the large ice cube into the obsidian crystal glass. The smooth velvet beautifully again a 400-year-old bottle of distilled Demon whiskey with legalized boosters. "I would caution you to be careful with whom you say that in the future." I walk over placing the glass in your hand. "Not all demons especially not my siblings are hospitable as I am, reminded that." I pointed a cautionary finger in your direction before raising the glass. " Cheers, to new opportunities and alliances."
♅ Choi Dongwook [A] 11 months ago
@♅ Barbara Palvin It was easy enough to straighten my posture and steel the intoxicating feeling if that meant I could make my night even better. "I'm better now." Upon inspecting your hands and disposition it was clear that you were on duty but nor did it seem that you were taking part in the night activities. "Would you like to get around with me? I remember my first time here." I saw rest an elbow on the countertop only to peer over my shoulder to look at the party goers enjoying their night then back over to you. "You're not working by chance are ya?"
☾ Dove Cameron 11 months ago
@♅ Choi Dongwook As we made eye contact, I could tell you were up to little good, dragging your husk across the dance floor all the way to the bar counter I was leaned up against. You greeted me with a hazy smile, breathe reeking with alcoholic alchemy, though my face didn’t crinkle, as that’s what people here smelled of often, and you weren’t the first to approach me. But you were possibly my last for the night as I was becoming more and more conscious that I was doing nothing helpful by just standing here, and I had little to preach. I knew what I knew, but yet not what I had faith in anymore.

“Hi,” greets you back with a knowing-your-state smile. “Are you doing okay?” I chuckled a little as I spoke, worried you were going to fold over on yourself as you weren’t even standing up straight.
♦ Christopher Bang 11 months ago
@♆ Seo Inguk ( switching povs to match~ )

The door closes behind me and the difference was palpable; both of us collectively seemed to take a moment to linger in the blissful silence. I let out a quiet chuckle in response to your words, unaware of your intense gaze at first while I busy myself with removing my jacket, peering around the room to study my surroundings before my eyes fall onto you. Maintaining the eye contact, the corner of my mouth quirks up a little as I slowly approach the loveseat you were standing by, setting the jacket on the back of it. Cinnamon, sandalwood and whiskey... the scents alone were alluring enough.

'Surprise me,' I lean against the armrest with arms folded. 'Just don't make it water.'
♆ Seo Inguk [A] 11 months ago
@♦ Christopher Bang Swift and silent as I follow you into my office. I turn on my heels to close the heavily reinforced door and immediately cancel out the world behind it. The change of atmosphere washes over me like silk over skin and I take a moment to appreciate the passing silence. "The much better."

I pat the door locking it shifting emerald green eyes on you. "Please make yourself comfortable. Water, whiskey, or wine?" A smile tugs at my lips taking your presence in once more taking a better look at you under the soft luminescent green and quartz lighting. The aroma of sandalwood, cinnamon, and whiskey filter the air allowing for the first time to take in a scent of my power. My fingers trace over the fine seems of leather on the mahogany love seat never once taking my gaze off you.

"Or, perhaps something stranger, more mortal friendly?"
♅ Choi Dongwook [A] 11 months ago
@♅ Barbara Palvin I snicker at the irony., when usually I, Michael always play big brother looking after everyone. And now look at me, receiving variant looks of which I couldn't discern from empathy, sympathy, or pity. Whatever, at least it's from a pretty face. An angel at that, the best of Heleo races. We've always been superior especially to mortals like her. Well, at least thats how I used to feel. It's been 8 months since she last disappeared from my life. Apparently, according to HQ professionals, I'm still struggling to find healthy ways to cope. Unprovoked brawls have become my friend. I've stopped attending most war council meetings and combat training blocks, filling that time with parties and drinking.

I grip the edge of the table, cursing the fact that while I still have a nice buzz, my euphoria is gone. The extra, numbing punch that booster pack is fleeting until I can finally reach that threshold and drop me into oblivion. Oblivion and attempting europhia is what I'm seeking tonight. The crooked room means I'm nearly there. And I wouldn't mind some company on my way there.
"Hiya~" I grin at you flashing twin dimples.
☾ Dove Cameron 11 months ago
@♅ Choi Dongwook I’d been to a few nightclubs before. Never to participate, only to watch. I guess I could’ve viewed the scene when I was an official guardian, but it was more fascinating being here in person…creatures who had flittering mortality (no matter how long) craved the devilish fantasy of , drugs, money and alcohol. Even with gained mortality, I know what’s not meant for me…

Scanning the room for lost souls who needed a savior (they all did) my blue orbs fell on an energy that burned a little brighter than the others. And I could see you were watching me to. ‘Another holy being.’ My head tilted forward in a sort of solom nod your direction, nephalim to nephalim. Who was I to judge when this entire city was a ruin of escapism? Everyone had a story. And yet seeing you here, though I didn’t directly recognize any parts of your person, I began to question my own…
♅ Choi Dongwook [A] 11 months ago
@♅ Barbara Palvin This dark corner of town is known to be home to one of the most notorious demons in the underworld Prince Seo Inguk. Colorful hues flash luminescent lights overhead playing host to the shadowed silhouettes of the dance floor. The smell of intoxicating cocktails and legalized busters guarantees to push the patrons over the edge of oblivion. Oblivion is exactly what I'm seeking tonight.

I slammed down my shot glass at the bar counter threading my fingers through lost strands of my hair. The liquor stopped burning me about three shots ago. I'm now on my 4th or perhaps my 6th. I think, the room tilts. At least it masked the miserable look on my face when I catch sight of you, another angel.
☾ Dove Cameron 11 months ago
*watches people in passing*
♦ Christopher Bang 1 year ago
@☠ Christian Yu ¥✔ [SH] The guy was out of it, that much was for certain. Christopher could tell even from this distance and although it wasn't very far, he remained in the shadows instead of closer because he knew what was going to happen. The last time he encountered a ghoul was not a very fond moment. Then again that ghoul seemed to jacked up on /something/ to be able to tear into him the way it did. Christopher let the darkness wrap him up in a blanket of safety as he continued to observe the other male, knowing that if the other got closer and tried to bite him, he'd be met with thin air. The shadows he controlled could make him transparent whenever he stepped into them. He will look normal however if someone tries to touch him, their hand will just go straight through -- and that's exactly what happened with Christian. The second the mage spoke up and broke the silence was when he was dubbed a target. Christopher turns around to look at the crumbled mess of a man on the pavement, brow cocked in mild amusement. Then Christian spoke and he vaguely felt a dull chill run down his spine. For some reason, that voice always seemed to creep him out.

The ghoul was hungry. Judging by his appearance, he was /starving, actually. There were only a handful of times Christopher had seen him like this and it was back when he was still with his previous captures, who abused him left and right, starving and caging him like an animal. In a way, he was, but those chains were undeserved in the opinion of an assassin and he was honestly quite glad to hear that those slavers were finally put down. The mage straightens his posture upon realizing his condition, eyes flicking towards the nightclub. An idea popped in his head and he moves closer to Christian, crouching down in front of him to be at eye level. 'Listen closely,' he began. 'I'm here on contract, not as a bouncer. My target is inside the club. I'm going to lure him back over here and you can have at it, alright? You can't go 'round trying to bite people again, you'll get captured.'
☠ Christian Yu ¥✔ 1 year ago
@♦ Christopher Bang [SH] Christian is spiraling internally as he circles the building increasingly less and less stable. Passer-bys compared his shivering, sweating and mouthing frame to be that of someone dealing with heavy withdrawal from hard drugs. There's no way he's getting in now, he's too obvious. The circling had come to a stop just moments before unwanted and clearly unexpected company arrived. The restraint to not allow change or be completely engulfed in the need to feed was hanging by a thread. The wendigo hadn't expected such a quick descent into hunger.. but he'd gone far too long without it, waited until he couldn't resist anymore. Without warning as he'd stopped, while the assassin emerged from behind unknowingly, he bellows a strange noise. Something of a groan, of yearning, of frustration.

'Hey, zombie boy,' A familiar voice called through the haze. 'You doin' alright over there...?' Without thinking, Christian whipped around to lunge at the voice, yes, possible prey. But to his dismay, he collides- with nothing. The force of which he'd thrown himself forward, immediately came back to bite him as the wind is knocked out when landing chest first into the cool, wet, uneven ground. A gasp, but the lack of air jars some of his awareness away from the pull for hunger. Bending either arm, he moves to sit up while catching his breath, panting and looking over to where he'd heard the voice, both eyes were wide open and purely white. Even more unusual, it was as though the expression of the eyes.. did not match the rest of the face. Out of breath, the eyes remain open and unblinking, it is only after a delayed 10 seconds does the right relax to normalcy, and blink, albeit in a disoriented fashion. Upon realizing who or rather 'what', he'd reached out for in desperation, he answers. A tattooed finger pointing to the club, subconsciously at a high up window while muttering in a tone very much not his own:"ḧ̷̢̡̛̺͈̭̘̟̭̳̋̃ͅȕ̵̡̯͖̠͒͊͌͐͂͛̔n̵͓͇̞̤͒̇́͊̋̕͜͝g̸̡̰̱̱̱̪̍͒̀̈͐͜r̸̙̻̦̽̃͑̉̎y̷͚̫̬̫̪̝̙̒̎..."
♦ Christopher Bang 1 year ago
@♆ Seo Inguk It's not very often that Christopher does end up going inside the nightclub. Too many people, too many loud noises. It would be a disaster for his sensory overload if he went in there. Sober, at least. Right now, he's pretty high so the nerves aren't really taking a full grasp of him just yet. If he ends up coming down, though, Inguk might just see him making a beeline for the exit. The nightclub was packed tonight and it was easy to lose sight of one another in the crowd so Christopher stuck close to him, following him blindly through the area all the while occasionally glancing around to study the space surrounding him and the people that occupied it. The mage was rather transfixed on the DJ's music equipment that he nearly bumped right into Inguk if he hadn't caught himself in time. A little startled, Christopher straightens up, looking a little apprehensive at first before ultimately deciding to ascend the stairs to follow him inside.

'What is this place?' He asks curiously, taking a few slow steps in as his eyes scanned the interior for a short moment. Christopher then turns to face him, trying to sift through the high for some clarity, he won't be much use conversation wise if his mind was all fuzzy. Being high always made him more.. well, submissive, in the simplest of terms. He was more pliant and considerably less hostile than normal, definitely easier to be around for certain.
⚜ ♕ Emily Mei  [A] 1 year ago
(PAYROLL DONE!)
♆ Seo Inguk [A] 1 year ago
@♦ Christopher Bang The scent of lust, desire, pride, and a tinge of embarrassment latched on your aura harder than a at one of my play parties. I liked it. My bad still faces you as I pressed through the partying partons of the night. The newly invented strobes lights imported from Circuit city shine luminescent hues highlighting drunk silhouette forms—alcohol splashes, everflowing from the bar to the dancefloor. Drugs are being exchanged to desperate addicts under the cloak of darkness within these walls. Some are addicts rich in abundance and eager to pay no matter the upscale pricing. Others with less fortune exchange reluctant ual favors to obtain their new obsession. Lust and desire, all of it radiating back to me, satiating my demonic power.

"Does one new an occasion to show common decency to another handsome being," I shout of the music as I claim the staircase to my occasion. I am not greeting two bodyguards at the down and then turning to motion you in. "Come share a drink with me; it's much more pleasurable in here, my dear mortal."
♆ Choi Seunghyun 1 year ago
@♦ Christopher Bang It requires two to tango and the Seunghyun figured if he is to know the man’s identity and avoid being exposed, he must play along and activate a carnal nature within his hellish being. And so, even if goes against his plan for tonight, he laughed along with him. A doctor’s little rendezvous is better than any other rumour circulating around.

He picked up the smug look on the man’s face. Is he truly enjoying such power struggle between the two of them? If so, could he use this as an advantage? Seunghyun snarled when the one grabbed his jaw but instead of snapping the man’s head, he welcomed that kiss and savour each moment. The demon captured the man’s lips, nibbling and tugging. “Then show me.” He said in his lower register, and flatter his lashes at the man.
♆ Seo Inguk [A] 1 year ago
My hand presses against my forehead, and a long-winded breath leaves me. I'd been going over these numbers for months, and the rent on this damn place was a pain in my balls. I was mindlessly bouncing the pen between my friends, pulling the mathematical ratios together, and racking hand through my hair. "You gotta be kidding me. This wouldn't be a damn bother if I were marriage already."
♆ Huang Mi Ni ¥ 1 year ago
Take me to Gukkie! /demands from the bouncer, who is having a lot of trouble figuring out who this gukkie is supposed to be
♅ Shin ¥ 1 year ago
@❇︎ Miyavi ¥ “A shy little ?” Shin asked turning his attention to the person who just approached him. “Hardly.” He replied with no indication of anger or offense. His voice was filled with amusement and curiosity. After all, he wasn’t the person others normally approached. He had a cold demeanor when he wasn’t intentionally trying to look approachable and he was of low status, so he didn’t expect to be approached. Giving the other a long look he determined that it would probably not be a bad idea to get to know him a little more. Not that he looked like he had status or connections but there was just the slightest hit of darkness around him as an angel Shin luckily had an eye for these things and with a soft smile his whole expression and demeanor changed from cold indifference to honest curiosity. “I’m just not familiar with this city yet and don’t know all the details about the rules. After all, I was branded a slave, and don’t want to break the rules right from the start. It is always more useful to be compliant at first.” He explained himself to see if the other would offer help or an answer to him wondering about the rules regarding entry into the club.

He didn’t feel the urge to go in just yet but since this person was nice enough to approach him and point him toward the inside of the club, he decided it might be time to give in and take a look inside. But first, he needed to get some answers to the interesting question of status and standing of slaves inside the club. This was where his new friend was coming into play. Still looking all curious he turned to take one more look at the entrance. He had yet to see a slave go in but then again not all of them were marked like him so he couldn’t be sure if some of these people was a slave or not. After all the symbol wasn’t from this city but from the people who stripped him of his powers marking him to be powerless and property. The thin line around his neck wasn’t obvious to everyone but it held a certain amount of power leading to it drawing the eyes of those sensitive to power.
❇︎ Miyavi ¥ 1 year ago
@♅ Shin ¥ The city, all of Heleo, the countries that made up it's individual parts, and the bustle of the city were all fascinating in their own revolting ways. It was nothing like the eternal beauty of the Fae lands, it couldn't hold a candle to the depths of its darkness and the intensity of its colors. This place felt as flat and diverse as a sheet of paper to Miyavi, but much like a sheet of paper he knew how to manipulate it into something that wasn't so horrifically dull. Whether he splashed paint on it, folded it into intricate shapes, or simply cut it into a thousand tiny pieces, he made each moment his own. He was a very busy many despite how many perceived him. He had his copies all over the city, his eyes and ears passing information back to the heart like a well coordinated hive. Rarely did anyone peak his interest for long, each person just as dull as the next. No better than mindless little drones going about their repetitive days on autopilot.

The nightclubs were one of the few places that still feigned a breath of life and that was why it was easy to find at least one of his clones there at any given time. If he were to find someone of interest in this wretched world, it would be in a place like this. Today it took the form of an angel hovering outside the nightclub. Not many angels would visit such a place and that was enough to bring Miyavi out of the boring conversation he was pretending to entertain. Making his way to the angel he stepped up beside him with an amused smile play at his lips. "They're more fun if you actually go inside. Not a shy little are you? You don't strike me as the type."
♦ Christopher Bang 1 year ago
@☠ Christian Yu ¥✔ ( apologies for the poor quality of my reply,, i feel like it's been ages since i last rped again ^^;; )

It was honestly quite a surprise when Christopher learned he had gotten the job to be a bouncer for the club. Who knew a mute and angry mage had a chance, huh? However, that wasn't why he was here. It was his night off yet he still couldn't even enjoy it since - surprise, surprise - another contract awaited. Too bad the target was actually a regular at the club. The guy always tipped him when he was on the job for some reason (didn't know bouncers could be tipped but he wasn't one to complain about free money). On the flip side, it was completely understandable why there was a big fat target smack dab on this idiot's forehead. Christopher knew the guy was an but to do the he's done? The Underworld awaits his forsaken soul and Vagabond was sent to deliver.

After he fastened the helmet on and popped the hood over, he was all set to go; all geared up with dual katanas strapped to his back. The mage takes one last look out of the window, spotting Daemon flying high in the sky to keep an eye out for him. He hears its call from down below then places a hand on the wall, letting the darkness shroud him before teleporting him to the location he desires; The Riot. Now lurking in the dark, narrow alleyway just before the club, Christopher remained camouflaged as he concentrated his powers; using his mind to look through the building to find who he was looking for. Just when he found figure out where the shmuck was hiding, a presence caught his attention. The mage retracts and hides further into the darkness, glimmering eyes peering out at the figure as it grows closer to him. The figure it tall, familiarly so, but Christopher doesn't quite recognize them until they're much closer. Now practically in front of him, Christian looks.. nearly unrecognizable.

The last time they saw each other was shortly before the ghoul had been freed from those slavers. He had heard the news that someone was finally able to get him out of there and while that did bring him some relief, it didn't seem to solve every problem. Christian was clearly in poor condition still with clear signs of starvation and malnutrition. Given the way he looks and is currently acting right now, would it even be wise to approach him? The guy looked like he would easily lunge at the next thing that moved. He wasn't even sure Christian could see or sense him with the way he just keeps on trudging by without reacting to the mage's presence. Only when Christopher was now behind him did he decide to step out from the shadows a little.

'Hey, zombie boy,' he called. 'You doin' alright over there...?'
♦ Christopher Bang 1 year ago
@♆ Seo Inguk ( sodsod you are so cute pls,, weneedtosmoketogethersomedayiswear- )

Even if it was meant as a joke, it was starting to get under his skin in a weird way; it was getting him thinking. And thinking never really did him any good. Not really, at least. Sometimes having thoughts would lead into temptations, then urges and, slowly, desires. Desires that could he would never allow to be satisfied. However, people seem to be saying that a lot lately. 'If only you just laid, man.' It was almost a daily occurrence. And, strangely, as he stood there all calm and relaxed and so high, the thought of climbing into bed with someone crept slowly upon him; it honestly didn't sound so bad... Or was that the high talking? So what if it's been... an embarrassing amount of time since he last had . So what if he's more touch-starved that he'd like to admit? So ing what?

Remaining unfazed by the whole interaction, Christopher's gaze sluggishly trailed over to Inguk and remained on him, eyes blinking slowly. He's had enough of standing outside in the cold, honestly, so when the actual owner of the club offered to let him go back in early, his answer was fairly clear right off the bat. Christopher leans off the wall while bringing the joint back to his lips, taking one last drag, making sure to take a long one to really get everything left in there, before flicking it into a small bucket that had several other similar ones as well as cigarette butts (those weren't his, though). 'What's the occasion?' He inquires, moving towards the other man with his hands stuffed in his pockets; posture so relaxed instead of tense. With the amount he smoked, it actually helped him be more approachable and more... well... easily swayed, in other terms.
⚜ ♕ Emily Mei  [A] 1 year ago
@♆ Seo Inguk <you have been paid for the month of Jan. Sorry that it took so long. Thank you for being active in your job and paying citizen tax. ~love, Emily>
☠ Christian Yu ¥✔ 1 year ago

@♦ Christopher Bang ḧ̷̢̡̛̺͈̭̘̟̭̳̋̃ͅȕ̵̡̯͖̠͒͊͌͐͂͛̔n̵͓͇̞̤͒̇́͊̋̕͜͝g̸̡̰̱̱̱̪̍͒̀̈͐͜r̸̙̻̦̽̃͑̉̎y̷͚̫̬̫̪̝̙̒̎...ḧ̷̢̡̛̺͈̭̘̟̭̳̋̃ͅȕ̵̡̯͖̠͒͊͌͐͂͛̔n̵͓͇̞̤͒̇́͊̋̕͜͝g̸̡̰̱̱̱̪̍͒̀̈͐͜r̸̙̻̦̽̃͑̉̎y̷͚̫̬̫̪̝̙̒̎...ḧ̷̢̡̛̺͈̭̘̟̭̳̋̃ͅȕ̵̡̯͖̠͒͊͌͐͂͛̔n̵͓͇̞̤͒̇́͊̋̕͜͝g̸̡̰̱̱̱̪̍͒̀̈͐͜r̸̙̻̦̽̃͑̉̎y̷͚̫̬̫̪̝̙̒̎ It's impossible, Christian's cannibalistic need to feed consumes the mind, and forces him out of the safety of his Master's abode. Daesung couldn't know, couldn't /really/ know. Sure, there had to be some inkling of monstrosity, but it never came up, nor did food seem to change to adhere to his.. 'needs'. He’d have to take matters into his own hands, but it wasn’t just having to give into consuming human flesh, but now he had his Master to worry about. There’s respect, some semblance of need to protect despite his Master taking over the responsibility of ‘protection’ far better than he ever did. Teeth grind in frustration the longer he delays in eating, and so he’s out on the streets at about 8 o’clock in the evening.

Perhaps the time wasn’t what he thought it to be, Daesung’s inventions and ‘doo-dads’ were far over his intellect, and even the simplest of items gave him the ‘huh’, come again?’ factor. Either way, due to this lack of knowledge, things like an umbrella were nay short of impossible to find, and everything was an invention or trial and error piece made by his Master. The chill of rain almost completely unphased the mind or the body as thoughts were focused on feeding. Unsure of direction, or points of interest, feet carried him away to the hustle and bustle of late city night life.

By the time Christian approaches any number of buildings with a decent amount of occupants, (let alone enough to hide in plain sight), the hungry ghoul is drenched head to toe, and that odd eyed gaze looks particularly sinister and wicked. The eyes are heavily focused, he is hunting. The flashing lights and laughter of two guests going into a building drew both his nose and eyes to a building with a sign that read ‘THE RIOT’ in the window. An idea immediately came to mind, easy prey. However, his wicked and soppy appearance doesn’t get him in the door, nor would his attitude. He’s not normal, he’s obsessive, and borderline mute, quietly mumbling to stave off early signs of changing. He /could/ partake and not change, but he was yet new to his identity, and when he would or would not change, was strictly chance.

Forced to circle the building, Christian rounds the back not necessarily for an entrance, but perhaps for a more tucked away exit that is less open for easy snatching. By now, he’s panting, with mouth agape and soft grunting noises.. he’s losing it..

[] https://i.imgur.com/RfA5mEC.jpg

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Keikeu 2 weeks ago
Gimme me Kohei Higuchi as a cyborg pls
studentofmagic 1 month ago
can i please reserve giselle as human?
JungHyunki23 [A] 1 month ago
In Effect as of 9/25/24

We appreciate your application to the Ivory of the Mist community.

Until further notice, we are currently not accepting any more Demons, Wolves, Vampires, Kistune, Hybrids, or Shapeshifters due to the imbalance of races. We are currently seeking Angel, Humans/Mages,Dragons, Ghouls, Merfolk, Fairies, and Cyborgs. We apologize for any inconvenience this may cause.

Once the population in the 12 Kingdoms is balanced, we encourage you to reapply for your desired race.

Kind regards, King Namvo
Keikeu 1 month ago
Hallo, everyone. Long time no see :)
higuruma 1 month ago
heya! can i reserve kim yerim pls?
direraven 1 month ago
can i request lee taemin as merfolk please?
bvbbles 1 month ago
Can I please have Ok Taecyeon as a vampire?
Keepyouwarm 2 months ago
is it possible to get Choi Seunghyun as he is before ( a demon)? Thank you
direraven 2 months ago
can i reserve hongjoong as my second please?
SeHYUNG 2 months ago
Been eyeing this place for a bit. I checked the wishlist, but it seems pretty dated. Any updated wishes? Male muses pref.
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