Posession

[Guest]

Join us in the ongoing "Last Temptation of Niteshade"

As the forces of 'kind of ' Good and "sort of ' Evil, contest for the soul ( and naughty bits) of this young lady.

Who will win???

Who will triumph???

Will we see her naked (most important)???

Will it still be funny tomorrow????

All these and other important things to be decided right here in front of your disbelieving eyes.

STAY TUNED

 

[Guest]

Carry Over

*Laughing*

"Oh,....Goodness, dear."

*He shakes his head - sits down on a chair that wasn't there before*

"My lovely Nightshade. Saint, or Devil, won't make a bit of difference in the end."

*He pauses and sips his glass*

"You my lovely, are quite delectably, *he rises* touchably, * his hand strokes her cheek softly* kissably * His lips touch the sensitive spot right below her ear* human"

*she starts - she hadn't noticed him getting that close*

"And in being human * he steps around behind her* you have a privelidge *she feels his breath on the back of her neck* Choice"

*His arm goes around her and she can feel the leather he is wearing. His hand cups her chin, tilts her head slightly. She feels his breath, and then his teeth -just lightly touching. Scraping the surface of her skin.*

"Time for your desires dear"

 

[niteshade]

Uh oh. I think I might be in trouble. LOL... just where I love to be

 

[Guest]

Uh oh. I think I might be in trouble. LOL... just where I love to be

"Tsk tsk dear. Don't think of it as trouble. Think of it as an opportunity. *His teeth just grazed her neck again* Think of it as expanding your .............conciousness of yourself"

*With that he moved his hand from her chin, up to her hair, tipped her head slowly but irresistably to one side. And she felt his mouth on her neck. His teeth, not grazing anymore, hard on her neck.*

"OHH"

 

[catalina_francisco]

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Suddenly out of thin air in a white cloud Saint Francisco, reminded of his duty, materialised. EKVITKAR was distracted by the luscious neck of the young attractive girl and he used that moment to stake the devil straight in the heart with a wooden stake.

The devil turned around in complete confusion to find himself watered down by Saint Francisco's Supersoaker, filled with Holy water. EKVITKAR screamed in absolute horror and pain, while at the same time his flesh started to melt down his body forming a puddle at his own feet.
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Just to make sure, the saint drenched the devil in gasoline, lit a cigarette and put the wannebe vampire on fire. The devil was burning nicely the glow of the fire filling the room with a warm radiance.
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The forces of good had won again and Saint Francisco could go back to the more mundane matter of being a Saint. All this running around behind Devils could make a Saint thirsty, and he needed a good glass wine. The saint disappeared just as he had appeared in a puff of white smoke.
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Saint Francisco.

 

[niteshade]

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Suddenly out of thin air in a white cloud Saint Francisco, reminded of his duty, materialised. EKVITKAR was distracted by the luscious neck of the young attractive girl and he used that moment to stake the devil straight in the heart with a wooden stake.

The devil turned around in complete confusion to find himself watered down by Saint Francisco's Supersoaker, filled with Holy water. EKVITKAR screamed in absolute horror and pain, while at the same time his flesh started to melt down his body forming a puddle at his own feet.
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Just to make sure, the saint drenched the devil in gasoline, lit a cigarette and put the wannebe vampire on fire. The devil was burning nicely the glow of the fire filling the room with a warm radiance.
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The forces of good had won again and Saint Francisco could go back to the more mundane matter of being a Saint. All this running around behind Devils could make a Saint thirsty, and he needed a good glass wine. The saint disappeared just as he had appeared in a puff of white smoke.
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Saint Francisco.

LMFAO!

 

[Cleopatra]

Whoa. Kind of glad I voted for good.

 

[niteshade]

Whoa. Kind of glad I voted for good.

It was SUPPOSED to take longer. LOL. I wonder if the battle might not yet be over?

 

[catalina_francisco]

I think it will go for some time yet....boys will be boys!!http://www.smilies4you.de/content/sonstige/a84.gif

Catalina

 

[navarre]

EVIL!!!

 

[catalina_francisco]

EVIL!!!

What do you mean evil?

I just destroyed Evil.


Saint Francisco.

 

[Guest]

"Sigh.... Premature......."

*she starts as the voice emanates from the smoking pile*

"Saints are always premature ....It's what makes them so irritable yah know. Well that, and that whole thing with the altar boys..."

*to the accompanyment of assorted popping and crackling sounds a figure rises out of the mass.*

"Damn!! .. I have the WORST drycleaning bills..."

*He sheds his black overcoat onto the floor, Flips the broad brimmed hat into the surrounding darkness. Pauses and looks lost in thought for a moment. Walks over and opens a black closet door that had blended with the surroundings*

He looks over at the Beautiful girl, that the "saint" had forgotten in his hurry*

"Yah know dear, you wear a little black and everyone assumes your some vampire weenie...Jeeze .. To heck with 'it's just easy to maintenance'. "

"Ok... Since the forces of your salvation seem to have forgotten you in their rush.... Lessee. There is a comfy chair, a nice end table, and the rest of the bottle. Hmmm forgot to ask dear, is the vintage to your liking???"

*As he speaks,he has pulled out a pair of old colt peacmakers and tucked them into his belt. Pulled out and donned a new black duster and broad hat. *

" Ok.. Ill be gone for a tad - the idea here is simple - like most of the important things- Behind each door is what you desire. If I were in your position however, opening any of those doors could be excessively dangerous. I have been known to desire some rather odd things."

"Ahh Here it is!!!!"
*he has pulled a McCulloch logging blade chainsaw from the closet.......He notices the look on her face.*

"No dear this isn't for you, or even for the "saint". Got some dustbunnies loose on another thread. Those damn things can be dangerous. But now that you don't mention it, I wonder if the Angelic Assasin takes comissions???"

"Hmm where was I??? Oh.. Right.. The doors - Well You are human - you have free will .. Despite the best efforts of assorted churches. So behind each door is what you desire most ."

Confusing eh??"

"It's not supposed to be easy - nothing like this ever is-

But then behind one door is an old fashioned ice cream shop. Where you have an unlimited account.
Behind another is a dungeon full of BDsM gear. Where we can start your descent into unlimited debauchery.
Behind the last is confusion of self. With three more doors, and it all starts over. Self discovery is like that yah know?"

"Anyhoo,,, I'm off for a bit. Have fun. Choose ...wisely."

*He walks into the darkness and dissapears from sight. The last vestige of presence is the sound of him whistling a Greg Allman tune*

 

[Guest]

Dinner?

"Hello Dear"
*she starts up out of her concentration*

"Well, looks as if the saint has forgotten you for a bit. Hmm. Care for some dinner??"

*He looks past her, and when she turns, she sees a long formal dinner table in a pool of light.*

"Lessee, you can find assorted clothes over there, should you desire a change. I am off to grab a shower. I would ask you to join me, but that would be precipitous. Don't you think?. "

*He starts to walk back into the dark, pauses and turns.*

"Also I need to send out a few dinner invites."

*Looks momentarily lost in thought*

"I wonder if I'm the only one around here who remembers Jerry Cornelius......Surely not."

 

[Peter2002]

Evil is more resilient than you think

What do you mean evil?

I just destroyed Evil.


Saint Francisco.

Sorry Nightshade. It's for your own good. I too voted "Evil."

 

[niteshade]

Re: Evil is more resilient than you think

Sorry Nightshade. It's for your own good. I too voted "Evil."

LOL... for my own good? you think it is better for me to be seduced by evil?

 

[niteshade]

*muttering to herself*

Ok, there has got to be a door out of this nut house somewhere.

*wanders around curiously, noticing that, in fact, there are no doors or windows, except the 3 doors of choice that stand in the center of the room*

Ok, this is rather irritating I hate being forced into things. How am I supposed to know what door to pick?

The first choice is unlimited icecream... not really a choice, as I am not all that into icecream. Door two is the dungeon... that sounds intriguing, but is probably what he wants me to choose. Door three...that just sounds tedious. I know quite a bit about myself already, and I am sure that the normal course of my life will reveal more as I need to know it. I beleive I spend quite enough time in self-reflection as it is.

<sigh> I suppose it must be door number 2... but only if I can't find another way out of here.

I always did like playing dress up... I wonder what my clothing choices are?

 

[Peter2002]

CHOICES, CHOICES, CHOICES

*muttering to herself*

Ok, there has got to be a door out of this nut house somewhere.

*wanders around curiously, noticing that, in fact, there are no doors or windows, except the 3 doors of choice that stand in the center of the room*

Ok, this is rather irritating I hate being forced into things. How am I supposed to know what door to pick?

The first choice is unlimited icecream... not really a choice, as I am not all that into icecream. Door two is the dungeon... that sounds intriguing, but is probably what he wants me to choose. Door three...that just sounds tedious. I know quite a bit about myself already, and I am sure that the normal course of my life will reveal more as I need to know it. I beleive I spend quite enough time in self-reflection as it is.

<sigh> I suppose it must be door number 2... but only if I can't find another way out of here.

I always did like playing dress up... I wonder what my clothing choices are?

Pick one:

-- Pleated skirt, white blouse, ankle socks, and pennyloafers.

--Black bustier, black stocking, black high heels

 

[niteshade]

Re: CHOICES, CHOICES, CHOICES

Pick one:

-- Pleated skirt, white blouse, ankle socks, and pennyloafers.

--Black bustier, black stocking, black high heels

Oh, come now~ there HAS to be more choices than that... We are talking about a guy who can wave his hand and make all kinds of freaky things happen. What about a nice royal purple satin cocktail dress, Sleaveless, with a high choker-style collar, no back, and a plunging heart-cut bodice? With some of those 4 inch come-fuck-me heels that have a wide strap around the ankle? Is it possible I might find something like that in there?

I wonder if he can make my hair grow?

 

[Guest]

Re: Re: CHOICES, CHOICES, CHOICES

Oh, come now~ there HAS to be more choices than that... We are talking about a guy who can wave his hand and make all kinds of freaky things happen. What about a nice royal purple satin cocktail dress, Sleaveless, with a high choker-style collar, no back, and a plunging heart-cut bodice? With some of those 4 inch come-fuck-me heels that have a wide strap around the ankle? Is it possible I might find something like that in there?

I wonder if he can make my hair grow?

*A voice comes out of the air behind her*

"Madam?"

*She jumps a little and turns. Behind her there stands a pretty woman in what appears to be a very low cut version of a maid's costume from the turn of the century. (Well other than being made out of black patent leather that is.) The maid hands her a hanger with the requested garment, and points her to where there are a series of boxes stacked on the chair.)

" 'ere Yah go mum. Sorry mum, but there's a house rule, no satin. I 'ope the raw silk will do?"

 

[niteshade]

What about the hair? That was the important question.

And what is wrong with Satin? It has so many other interesting uses besides as body covering.

 

[AngelicAssassin]

Evil is more resilient than you think

LOL... for my own good? you think it is better for me to be seduced by evil?

You damn skippy.

Next Question?

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[niteshade]

Re: Evil is more resilient than you think

You damn skippy.

Next Question?

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Next question is this~ Which door do you think I should choose?

Oh, and, do you know anyone who could take down a scissor happy hairstylist for me?

 

[AngelicAssassin]

Re: Re: Evil is more resilient than you think

Next question is this~ Which door do you think I should choose?

Oh, and, do you know anyone who could take down a scissor happy hairstylist for me?

i don't tell anyone anything. i can't keep someone on line, so why would i give out life advice?

Yep.

 

[niteshade]

Re: Re: Re: Evil is more resilient than you think

i don't tell anyone anything. i can't keep someone on line, so why would i give out life advice?

Yep.

Cool... retribution is in order. And hey... people who have made mistakes are often the best people to get advise from; they can tell you what to watch out for.

 

[AngelicAssassin]

Re: Re: Re: Re: Evil is more resilient than you think

Cool... retribution is in order. And hey... people who have made mistakes are often the best people to get advise from; they can tell you what to watch out for.

The title of this thread pretty much sums it up.

Possession

1 a : the act of having or taking into control b : control or occupancy of property without regard to ownership c : OWNERSHIP d : control of the ball or puck
2 : something owned, occupied, or controlled : PROPERTY
3 a : domination by something (as an evil spirit, a passion, or an idea) b : a psychological state in which an individual's normal personality is replaced by another c : the fact or condition of being self-controlled

Those are the real three doors, and they're just as real in the vanilla world.

All of the choices require an investment, as does any advice on which to pick, and i have nothing left to give.

i think i'll just go find that mountaintop. Mmm, good song (Thanks Cleo)

... "Give me the beat boys and free my soul, i wanna get lost in your rock and roll, and drift away ..."