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Topic Started: Mar 4 2013, 10:11 PM (69 Views)
Rudolf

A rowdy night, as per usual at the local brothel. Red lanterns, female giggling, a show of course, anything to catch the eye of the horny men within the building.

A spank was heard, and it echoed calmly through the dark night. Shadows danced, and moans of pleasure were heard from the rooms above, followed by the giggling once more.

Yes, all was calm and the norm... as per usual.

Suddenly, the wooden doors were pushed open somewhat gracefully, the red net curtains over it, were swirled into a calm breeze, twisting in shape. A women in a darker red dress walked in, a click was heard with each step, her black strap heels crying out like warning bells, feet striding strongly.

All music seemed to stop, all cheers, and laughing. A silence hung in the air, as if a criminal hand be hung from his noose.

The female figure paused, her hands twisted around a shawl, and she let out a laugh, violating the silence.



"Well, Hello..."


Her confident and near exposed neck turned a little, her throat muscles contracting, her neck becoming rather slender and attractive. Her brown, made up eyes blinked, black and red face make-up glew in a red lantern's light. She allowed the silence to linger alittle, and she almost seemed to know what was coming next....


"Well hey 'der, pretty lady! Y'all come here alone....?! Hehehe!"


Drunken rabbling, moaning, clapping. The sloppy music resumed and people began to laugh. The female's fingers raised to the side, and she smiled at the man, and then span her vision to the rest of the bar.

"Oh no... I brought...."


Her finger's clicked sharply, and a red glow was seen outside, startling many within the bar.


"...Lots of friends."


The wooden doors, swung open much to the horror of those inside. Whores and drunks fell over, some of them screaming in terror, others in confusion. Some didn't even seem to know if they were just imagining it. Scuffling across the floor, as armored guards with blood, spilling from their throats and mouths slowly shuffled their ways in, arms extended.

The female laughed, and extended both her arms, the undead knights moving in, using their numbers to box in the terrified patrons. Without a hint of hesitation, the throats of the patrons, and their flesh was getting mauled mercilessly by the armored zombies, some of which wielded blades.

A sword was swung from a drunken adventurer, who smashed it towards the arm of one of the beasts. It turned around slowly, and opened it's mouth, the only part visible under it's rusty garb. Spit flecks flew from his mouth into the face of the man, before he reached out and grabs his arm, pulling him in. In vain, the man tries to pull back, but the rotten yellow teeth tore into his neck.



Screams echoed throughout the night, a zombie turned with a sword locked in a metamorphosisly frozen hand, right into the hip of a whore. She fell to the floor, dead instantly and had an undead fell on her, tearing into her deceased corpse.


The women continued to laugh, before she moved moved over to a random whore, who'd already been risen by her power. She Grabbed under her skirt, and pierced her flesh with her finger nail. Turning to a mirror, she began to write on the large mirror in the whore house, whilst causing the undead to begin to strip, and brutally rape eachother. Even some of the male and female patrons who were still alive were raped mercilessly by the undead.


The women calmly strolled out, and the red blood words on the mirror read...



Bloody Mary.
Bloody Mary.
Bloody Mary.





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Edited by Rudolf, Mar 4 2013, 10:14 PM.
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Amy
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Jessica had been sat by her window when she has saw the odd woman walk into the brothel. She had though nothing of it. After all, women were always walking in, needing money. Her hand cupped her chin as she looked out of her room in boredom.
It was only until she saw a large hoard of men walk towards the brothel, that she decided something was wrong. They looked odd, they were bloody and mangled.
Screams could be heard from downstairs, the sound of pleads and begging could be heard.
Jessica wanted to go downstairs and help,. but by the time she had jumped up from her window seat, the cries had all died down.
She ran across the room to her double bed, sliding herself underneath it. Beads of sweat dripped lightly across her forehead, and 2 small tears trickled the side of her cheeks, tickling the skin beneath it, cooling as it hit the wooden floor. She calmed her breathing her eyes locked onto the door
"Don't come in here, Don't come in here." She mumbled to herself, almost pleading with herself. Her pleads being almost just echos in the empty room.
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Devin

After the attack, Declan would've been investigating the massacre, looking around the blood spattered room with a raised eyebrow.
"Hmm.. Who could've done this.. That is what I want to find out."
Once he saw the "Bloody Mary" wording on the mirror, he laughed in a bit of disbelief. He allowed himself to stroll out, saying the name "Bloody Mary" with a smirk on his face.
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Amy
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Jess would have ran down about half an hour after all the nose had stopped. Walking down the blood covered stairs her eyes fill with tears, seeing her friends, her family and co workers all dead, covered in their own blood. The lower floor had become a blood bath.
She see's the shadow of a man leave the building, knowing he was not of those who had caused this.
"W..wait.." She calls, fear and tears still tripping her words up. She would be shaking, kneeling down to the dead corpses.
"He..Help me." She says, lifting her mothers head onto her knees. She tries to revive her, using her Cleric powers, but it was too late, her mother was already too long dead.
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Devin

After Declan had heard the female's voice, his head turning a bit with a raised eyebrow in surpise.
" ;; A survivor..? That is quite odd.. I may aswell help this one. ;; "
He allowed himself to turn around with a straight face and look down towards the female with sympathy.
His throat having cleared before he spoke to the lone survivor, the voice being quite deep as he spoke.
"Are you alright..? This may not be a safe place, so we'd better get out of here."
Those were the last words that were heard, before he gestured her to walk next to his own.
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Amy
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The girl stands up, knowing there is no hope for the dead on the floor. She stumbles a bit looking up to Greed. Her dress now covered in blood.
"Where are we going?" She climbs over the bodies towards the brothel door. Outside it was bitter, the rain was lashing down, feeling like shards of glass, ripping on Jess' red blushing cheeks. It was dark, grey clods fogged the night and the moon could barely be seen.
"Who are you?" She says, looking up to him, her eyes still heavily watering. Her eyes would be glossy. Beneath the clouding of the tears would be bright blue eyes, that would have seduced and charmed many men.
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Devin

Declan having set his suit jacket onto her body to keep her warm, along with his hat. While his hair became drenched in the rain, it seemed to move over his face while he walked.
"I'm taking you to the tavern so you can get something to drink and calm down. There I shall ask you questions about what happened."
He'd continue to walk down the path towards the tavern, holding his golden coin in his right hand in case of a random attack happening.
"The name's Declan. That is all you need to know."
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