Destiny_Brent
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Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
One of my favorite stories I had to do a thread.
Now this takes place in London, England early 1900's. I, Ivana Peskov, have just come under the emplyment of one Dr. Jekyll. I couldn't have been more excited as I was a low class, russian immigrant, now working for a doctor. Quite an amazing step up.
As I continued in his service I began to notice the doctor to be a quiet man. A man full of amazing attributes, and honorable ideals. I'd worked for him for a year before I even knew of his work. He intended to find a way to isolate the evil in man and then seperate it from himself, removing the evil from all men in hopes of a Utopia. A beautiful dream but I found it hard to comprehend, but then I am just a simple servant.
Lately however, I've noticed him becoming more excitable, smiling more, I even cought him whistling as he walked to his study this morning. He must be close to completion... as I began to doze off to sleep I hear rustling in his study. I listened, a crash, I immediately rose up pushing myself from the bed and pulling on a robe as I ran down towards the basement. His labratory, there I found him, hunched over, a table of test tubes spilt on the floor, a mess. I but touched his shoulder to help him rise when he shoved me away,
"Go. Be gone from here..."
A groan of pain,
"To bed!"
I immediately pulled back, frightened by his outburst and even more so by the trembling of his body. His fingers seemed to lose flesh, becoming longer and bonier, his muscles growing, his fingernails... hairier... I backed away disbelieving and raced to my bed, barely able to sleep I tossed and turned all night.
The next morning I rose again, hoping it all to have been a nightmare but a chill still clinging to me. I slipped on my soft simple dress over my slight 5'5" frame and pulled back my thick black hair into a simple ponytail. Soon I headed down the stairs and towards the kitchen making breakfast.
He came in, his soft gentle blue eyes met my ebony eyes, they were his eyes, not the almost maroon eyes I'd seen last night... it must'e been a nightmare. But something was in them I hadn't seen before. A shimmering of stress and worry... probobally something to do with his experiment. I chastised myself for letting my imagination run so wildly and finished his eggs sitting them before him.
He was fine from then on, the normal Dr. Henry Jekyll, charming and pleasant, quiet but oddly happy. I supposed he must have had a breakthrough in his experiment.
Soon however, he instructed me and the few other servants that were occasionally about the house of one Edward Hyde, this man he instructed would be obeyed as if he were the good doctor. He would occasionally make appearances while Jekyll was gone and that we were to treat him amiably.
Eventually I cought a glimpse of the man, Hyde. He would slip in in the night, he had a key, and go to the labratory wandering about the house. Once I cought his eye and something in his handsome features made me shiver. HIs ebony hair surrounding his frame, longer and disheveled, his eyes wild... maroon... something familiar about them, like the haunted eyes in my nightmare. If his face said anything it was evil, though there was something alluring to the man as well. The moment lasted only a second, but as my heart got cought in my throat I stood unmoving for what had seemed hours, though it must have only been seconds.
And so it continued, Jekyll and Hyde, never together, but both lived in the house, the former often vacationing for a few weeks at a time and nothing but Hyde remained.
OOC:
I'm sorry, I know the opening is long.
Ok now I'd like a seasoned author, not neccesarily in literotica, but someone with good spelling and who thinks they can play the complicated role of both Jekyll and Hyde to take this part. Please, I have high hopes for this thread. I don't want to just jump in bed I want there to be psychology and development. A plot . Now it's gonna be a 2 person thread, don't want my good doctor taken away, or his alterego . Grins... god I hope this works out!
Jekyll/Hyde is around 35 yrs old in age, and Ivana is around 23.
One of my favorite stories I had to do a thread.
Now this takes place in London, England early 1900's. I, Ivana Peskov, have just come under the emplyment of one Dr. Jekyll. I couldn't have been more excited as I was a low class, russian immigrant, now working for a doctor. Quite an amazing step up.
As I continued in his service I began to notice the doctor to be a quiet man. A man full of amazing attributes, and honorable ideals. I'd worked for him for a year before I even knew of his work. He intended to find a way to isolate the evil in man and then seperate it from himself, removing the evil from all men in hopes of a Utopia. A beautiful dream but I found it hard to comprehend, but then I am just a simple servant.
Lately however, I've noticed him becoming more excitable, smiling more, I even cought him whistling as he walked to his study this morning. He must be close to completion... as I began to doze off to sleep I hear rustling in his study. I listened, a crash, I immediately rose up pushing myself from the bed and pulling on a robe as I ran down towards the basement. His labratory, there I found him, hunched over, a table of test tubes spilt on the floor, a mess. I but touched his shoulder to help him rise when he shoved me away,
"Go. Be gone from here..."
A groan of pain,
"To bed!"
I immediately pulled back, frightened by his outburst and even more so by the trembling of his body. His fingers seemed to lose flesh, becoming longer and bonier, his muscles growing, his fingernails... hairier... I backed away disbelieving and raced to my bed, barely able to sleep I tossed and turned all night.
The next morning I rose again, hoping it all to have been a nightmare but a chill still clinging to me. I slipped on my soft simple dress over my slight 5'5" frame and pulled back my thick black hair into a simple ponytail. Soon I headed down the stairs and towards the kitchen making breakfast.
He came in, his soft gentle blue eyes met my ebony eyes, they were his eyes, not the almost maroon eyes I'd seen last night... it must'e been a nightmare. But something was in them I hadn't seen before. A shimmering of stress and worry... probobally something to do with his experiment. I chastised myself for letting my imagination run so wildly and finished his eggs sitting them before him.
He was fine from then on, the normal Dr. Henry Jekyll, charming and pleasant, quiet but oddly happy. I supposed he must have had a breakthrough in his experiment.
Soon however, he instructed me and the few other servants that were occasionally about the house of one Edward Hyde, this man he instructed would be obeyed as if he were the good doctor. He would occasionally make appearances while Jekyll was gone and that we were to treat him amiably.
Eventually I cought a glimpse of the man, Hyde. He would slip in in the night, he had a key, and go to the labratory wandering about the house. Once I cought his eye and something in his handsome features made me shiver. HIs ebony hair surrounding his frame, longer and disheveled, his eyes wild... maroon... something familiar about them, like the haunted eyes in my nightmare. If his face said anything it was evil, though there was something alluring to the man as well. The moment lasted only a second, but as my heart got cought in my throat I stood unmoving for what had seemed hours, though it must have only been seconds.
And so it continued, Jekyll and Hyde, never together, but both lived in the house, the former often vacationing for a few weeks at a time and nothing but Hyde remained.
OOC:
I'm sorry, I know the opening is long.
Ok now I'd like a seasoned author, not neccesarily in literotica, but someone with good spelling and who thinks they can play the complicated role of both Jekyll and Hyde to take this part. Please, I have high hopes for this thread. I don't want to just jump in bed I want there to be psychology and development. A plot . Now it's gonna be a 2 person thread, don't want my good doctor taken away, or his alterego . Grins... god I hope this works out!
Jekyll/Hyde is around 35 yrs old in age, and Ivana is around 23.
