Miss_Vivi
Miss Behave
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Closed for Vail Indigo and Miss_Vivi, do refrain from annoying us, be aware we bite. And not in nice ways.
It would appear to be like any other necklace, only it wasn't. Meridiana had failed against the last owner, and the one before that. It was disheartening, that is, if Meri had a heart. Humans were fickle creatures, and she hated them. Her last owner had been a man of incredibly deep perversions, and though Meri had indulged him, given that the Catholic church forgave those who repented on their death bed, this one, too had escaped the grip of hell only to walk free in heaven. He, was an asshole, but she felt that heaven deserved such fuckery if they were going to allow such late game changes.
Meridiana felt the whole thing was a sham. Still, she couldn't quit the game. Charged with hunting down her owners, courting them with the promise of all sorts of rewards, and revealing the lie when they gave their souls to her. It was supposed to be easy, and she had several wins and several losses on her record. A record she couldn't see for she was trapped in the very rubies of the necklace. However, if Meri had counted it right, she needed one more soul, then she'd be free of this whole God/Devil, evil/good penis infested mess that she'd been part of for the better part of a millennia.
So she waited for the 4th full moon of the second season of the year, at which point the necklace would attach to the heart of her new owner and she'd be free to taunt, tease, hunt, and seduce whomever her home was attached to.
At night at least.
Meridiana hated the rules. She could only lie. She could only be free at night, and only when her necklace had attached to flesh. Taking her prey, er owner to hell was permitted, but only in the higher levels, and only then, could they remember it as a dream. She couldn't reveal that there was actually heaven/hell, but only because that would interfere with free will (Meri particularly enjoyed this last one, often convincing the clergy and their whores that neither place existed, she was a part of the old pagan god's rites and they should worship them instead.Eerily, this ploy had worked approximately 500 times, especially in the Dark ages).
The succubus sighed. Waiting was not much fun, and she had no reading material to pass the time, it was after all Victorian, somewhere, and prim and proper ladies did not always read, well they didn't read anything of substance. Meridiana loved all the classics, she laughed at the tragedies (come on, she was a demon) and hated the comedies, during the Revolution she had been highly fascinated by the Marquis De Sade, and his writings. Now there was a man with a sense of humor, intellect, and awesome sexual prowess. But again, there was the sigh.
Waiting was no fun.
She hoped for an innocent this time.
Now that would be fun.
It would appear to be like any other necklace, only it wasn't. Meridiana had failed against the last owner, and the one before that. It was disheartening, that is, if Meri had a heart. Humans were fickle creatures, and she hated them. Her last owner had been a man of incredibly deep perversions, and though Meri had indulged him, given that the Catholic church forgave those who repented on their death bed, this one, too had escaped the grip of hell only to walk free in heaven. He, was an asshole, but she felt that heaven deserved such fuckery if they were going to allow such late game changes.
Meridiana felt the whole thing was a sham. Still, she couldn't quit the game. Charged with hunting down her owners, courting them with the promise of all sorts of rewards, and revealing the lie when they gave their souls to her. It was supposed to be easy, and she had several wins and several losses on her record. A record she couldn't see for she was trapped in the very rubies of the necklace. However, if Meri had counted it right, she needed one more soul, then she'd be free of this whole God/Devil, evil/good penis infested mess that she'd been part of for the better part of a millennia.
So she waited for the 4th full moon of the second season of the year, at which point the necklace would attach to the heart of her new owner and she'd be free to taunt, tease, hunt, and seduce whomever her home was attached to.
At night at least.
Meridiana hated the rules. She could only lie. She could only be free at night, and only when her necklace had attached to flesh. Taking her prey, er owner to hell was permitted, but only in the higher levels, and only then, could they remember it as a dream. She couldn't reveal that there was actually heaven/hell, but only because that would interfere with free will (Meri particularly enjoyed this last one, often convincing the clergy and their whores that neither place existed, she was a part of the old pagan god's rites and they should worship them instead.Eerily, this ploy had worked approximately 500 times, especially in the Dark ages).
The succubus sighed. Waiting was not much fun, and she had no reading material to pass the time, it was after all Victorian, somewhere, and prim and proper ladies did not always read, well they didn't read anything of substance. Meridiana loved all the classics, she laughed at the tragedies (come on, she was a demon) and hated the comedies, during the Revolution she had been highly fascinated by the Marquis De Sade, and his writings. Now there was a man with a sense of humor, intellect, and awesome sexual prowess. But again, there was the sigh.
Waiting was no fun.
She hoped for an innocent this time.
Now that would be fun.
