Warlock seance

[coach]

OOC: Desmond is a warlock who lives in an old Scottish castle overlooking the sea.
On the outside the castle looks deserted and empty, The locals say it's haunted and will not go anywhere near it.
The castle is far from empty. It's owned and lived in by Desmond a wealthy gentleman that no one in the town has ever seen.
Desmond is 32, 5'10", jet black hair, well built, white male, with some special powers.
The castle is huge, forty rooms, six bedrooms, library full of special books, but the most used room in the castle is the games room which is deep in the basement. Most normal people would call it a dungeon.

IC:Its mid week and I'm looking forward to the weekend. I have many special friends that I get together with that know of my powers. This weekend I've sent out some invitations to attend my private seance.
I've been delving into spiritual possession. Unbeknownst to everyone attending, they're in for a real treat. I plan on everyone to become possessed by a spirit while at the se'ance.
And we'll see what happens with their new personalities.

 

[submissive_slut]

I arrive at the castle thinking that the cab has brought me to the wrong place but before I can turn to ask him he is back in his car and gone in a flash.

I pick up my bags and make my way to the door slowly. I glance around nervously when I reach the door. I see a huge old fashioned knocker but no doorbell. I shurg my shoulders and pick up the knocker and let it fall and I hear it echo thru out the castle and shiver a little.

Soon I hear footsteps and the door opens.

 

[Guest]

Demetria

I am a cleric from old. Desmond and I have an old relationship, though he may not know this in this life time. When I received his invitation, I made it a point to go. Never know when an OLD friend is in need.

Arriving at the old familiar castle, I wonder how many times I've actually been here. None in this lifetime, but then, that didn't matter. I knew this place by heart, I could feel it in my bones. The ole' warlock hadn't changed much in all the lifetimes I'd known him. A smile crossed my lips in anticipation of this evening.

 

[Guest]

Enter: Panya, the young Spanish servant

Soon I hear footsteps and the door opens.

"Welcome, M'Lady," Panya said with a slight curtsy to the expected guest. "M'Lord has been expecting you. Please come in."

Panya steped out of the way to let the visitor pass, and then closed the heavy castle door. The entry room was grand and exquisite, very ornately decorated. "Is Desmond around?" the guest asked.

Frowning slightly Panya replied, "M'Lord will greet all of his guests once they've arrived. I am instructed to escort everyone to their bedchambers and to see if they are in need of anything. May I take your bags M'Lady?"

The guest nodded, and the two headed up the wide, twisting staircase.

 

[Dirk13]

Spike

OOC: is an old friend of deasmond, i also studied the black arts with him for some time. I am a 25 yrs old, brown hair and black eyes, about 5'11-6 ft tall, and quite strong.

IC: i got out of the cab and looked up at the castle, "like old times" i say to myself, and walk up to the door, i had on a long black trentch coat, 3 bags, some jeans, and a black shirt on, i look up at the door, and set down a bag. I reach for the large old fashion knocker, i hit the door several times awaiting for someone to open it.

 

[Guest]

Panya walked up to the large door, using the strength in both arms to pull it open. "Do come in Sir," she said once she saw the man at the door. "M'Lord has been expecting you. Might I take your bags, Sir?"

 

[submissive_slut]

I follow her up the stairs and I am in awe of the interior of the castle. I couldn't beleive how beautiful everything looked on the inside and the outside could look so deserted.

She flung open the doors and I stepped into a bedchamber that was unbeleiveable. She sat my bags down, "Midlady, will there be anything else?" I shake my head no and she reples "dinner will be served at 7 and I will send someone up the help you dress."

I had only met Desmond a few times abroad and I had never dreamed he had all of this. I, of course knew that he practiced the black arts but did know just how deeply he was involved.

I decide that i have just enough time for a short nap before I have to dress for dinner and lie down on the huge bed and drift off to sleep.

 

[Dirk13]

Spike

"no thanks i can get it all, but thank you anyways" i say quickly

"then please follow me to your room if you would" she said back to me.

i grabbed my stuff and followed her up to my room, she opened the doors. He had chosen it just for me, it was the room of a knight, with many armaments on the wall. I walked over to my bed and set my things down.

"anything else milord?" she asked me

"you have any beer?"

"yes milord, i will return with some for you"

I looked upon my bed where there was a book, i open a letter which was ontop of it, it read "to widen your collection, i have one similar to it, but this one...well lets just say its more into your stuff. Desmond" I look at it, it had summons in it...i smirked.

 

[LAVA GODDESSS]

ororo...(no not the x-man, i just like the name...)

(can i join can i join? >jumps around like a little kid< lol...i would lvoe to play a half breed, half warlock..or witch, whatever... not sure how to get myself in this thread however...)

this is what i'll give you...about my character...since i have never played a short person...know that may sound strange...im gonna do it.


NAME: ororo
APPEARANCE: (sorry, i love storm's look, besides, im a half breed.) long white shimmery hair, pale pale blue eyes, almost white. adorned in the latest fashion of the century. empire style dress, light gray in color, simple, seemless, tied under my breasts. a long white trench coat over. my face is unpainted, my cheeks flushed from the cold.
AGE: 20
HEIGHT: 5'3"
PERSONALITY: quiet, mysterious, but quirky. always amazed. curious in her own way.

I don't know how to get into this though...need help.

 

[Dirk13]

Get out of a cab and walk up to the door, and get taken to your room, yo lava, you can have the room right next to me

 

[LAVA GODDESSS]

lol...ororo is here

i handed the man who drove the horse drawn carrage (hey, it isn't mordern times..) some money from my trench coat, i grabbed my small suitcase ( i can just make my own stuff appear...handy eh?) and shut the door. i looked up, big house, i turned around, the carrage was gone. a friend told me to come here, it was a great place to see, weird things were known to happen, i was all for it. so i wrote to the man who owned the house and i got a prompt reply. "come as soon as possible, looking forward to your visit." nice letter, no signed name... nothing. freaky. i knocked on the door. it opened.

 

[Guest]

With my cape covering most of my body, I slowly cover the ground between my carraige and the front door. There are many arrivals before me, as I silently pause and watch.

In moments I cross the distance, and knock on the heavy door.

 

[coach]

As nightfall moves in I can feel the presents of other soles entering the castle.
I ring for Panya to come to my chambers. After only a few moments Panya knocks at my door and I summon her to enter.

Panya enters the room and bows her head in submission.
Having just clensed myself for my robes she fails to even flinch at my nakedness, Panya being in my service for many years has seen me in far more disserning positions.

"Have all my guests arrived"?

"three have arrived and two are missing M'Lord"

"I feel the presence of and old friend, he is here but not yet arrived. The other will not arrive as planned. This is an unforseen problem. I must have six soles to create the circle.
The only solution is that you Panya must partake in the seance!"

"But M'Lord I have assisted in many of your spells but never partaked, what is it I must do"?

"Do not be afraid Panya. It is believed that we all have a sole and that we all have had many soles in the past. I plan on bringing one of your past soles to the surface to live the night in your body. Please go and set up the table in the library and tell the guests that I expect them thier at the stroke of twelve."

"yes M'Lord as you request"

O.C. Submissive and MoonWolf do you have names?

 

[Guest]

Re: Demetria

I am a cleric from old.

 

[submissive_slut]

Dominique

**i am called Dominique**

 

[Guest]

ooc: moving this thread.....HELLO? coach?

 

[Guest]

OOC: Enter Panya again...

(P.S. sorry it's been a while!)

IC:
Panya stood on the outside of her Lord's bedchamber door, rasping on it with her small fist. "M'Lord...?" she called out.

"Yes, dear child?" Desmond replied. "You may enter."

She entered and stood at the center of his bedchamber. "Everyone is ready M'Lord, as is the library," she stated.

"Good," Desmond replied smiling. "Shall we head down there ourselves?"

 

[Guest]

Demetria

"Please go and set up the table in the library and tell the guests that I expect them thier at the stroke of twelve."

I arrive in the library at the stroke of midnight, and take my place as requested. Sitting in silence I await the others, as they gradually arrive. Alarmed, I notice we are short for a full circle, and wonder what dear Desmond has up his sleeve.

 

[submissive_slut]

Awakening from my short rest I feel relaxed and curious about what the night will bring.

After I have dressed I make my way downstairs to the appointed place and say hello to all who have arrived before me.

I take me seat an glance curiously around the room.

 

[coach]

OOC: sorry for any delays but the only time I can post is Friday or Sat. night.

IC: As I head down the stairs with Panya in tow I can feel the excitment in her, like a child with a new toy I can tell she is looking forward to this night of new experiences.

We enter the library and all my friends are seated at the large round table. I walk over to my chair and stand facing the table. To my left is sitting Ororo, I stair momentarily into her pale blue eyes and carry on to the next. Which is Demetria, We lock eyes and he gives me a kirt smile as if he knows whats in store.
I the next chair which is directly across from me is Dominique our eyes meet and she avoids direct eye contact and looks down.

To her left is Spike. Spike and I having studied together in the olcult need not even speak to communicate. Looking at him I sent him the message "you are in for a treat tonight my friend" and he simply nods.

Having looked at everyone that left an empty chair to my right, As if sensing my thoughts Demetria spoke out. "What of the sixth to complete the circle Desmond"
"Unfortunatly my final guest could not make it and I have asked Panya to fill in for tonight." I motioned for Panya to take the seat at my side, once she took her seat I took mine.
"Tonight my dear friends you all have a special treat in store. I few months back I was given a very old and special book of spells, this book has one very old spell in it that has taken me the last two months to translate. The name of this spell is the THE WELL OF SOLES. It is said that this spell has the power to bring ones previous sole back to visit your present body.

I my friends I plan on applying this spell in a seance. So the spell can work on more than one person at a time. It is said that we have had many lives and many soles. I have no control over which one of your past soles that will take over your body for the night. It may be that you were a simple commoner or you may have been the king of England.
Its like rolling the dice. Now lets start."

I raise my hands and the lights dim in the room and the candles on the table light by there self. I reach out my hands and Ororo takes one and Panya takes the other. They reach out thier other hands and it continues and the circle is formed. Closing my eyes and bowing my head I start the chant.
Moments later I feel a pressence in the air, then another and another. Panyas hand goes cold and I know that she has been taken over, looking around the table I see everyones head rolling from side to side and I know that the spell is taking effect.
Then.... the unforseen happens. I feel a coldness start to come over me nnnoooooo this isn't supose to happen to me... only the others. then I black out.

OOC: Okay people time to think of who ever you want to be.

 

[Dirk13]

Spike

OOC: OH MY GOD ELVIS IS IN THE BUILDING!!!...oh wait that isn't elvis...thats just some fat impersonater damnit!

IC: As the soul of my past enters me, i try to figure out what, or who...it is...in my subconcious i can't move my body, the soul in me can...'who is this?' i ask (richard nixon! NOOOOO!!....j/k) 'i am who you may call John F. Kennedy' ' saweet, did you really sleep with maralyn monroe(or however you spell it...)???' 'yeah...well thats one thing that ran through my mind when i was dieing, and that i hopped i wouldn't be sent to hell for unloyalty to my wife, but hey, its not that bad, saynas, shes down there too, wink wink'he he he, yes...i like it, i like it alot' (hint hint...open spot for maralyn monroe he he he) slowly my body stands 'mind if i stay for awhile?' 'no not at all, i would love it.' i can still see through my eyes, and everything, but i can't control them, slowly he looks around, man nobody will belive this...jfk is in my body, this ain't bad...wait...that means...my old body...was jfk...i screwed maralyn manroe...in a past life...dude this is awsome, i did wish that i could be taken over by some black evil spirit, but this was just as good in my case...

 

[Guest]

Demetria

"Tonight my dear friends you all have a special treat in store. I few months back I was given a very old and special book of spells, this book has one very old spell in it that has taken me the last two months to translate. The name of this spell is the THE WELL OF SOULS. It is said that this spell has the power to bring ones previous soul back to visit your present body.

I, my friends, plan on applying this spell in a seance, so the spell can work on more than one person at a time. It is said that we have had many lives and many souls. I have no control over which one of your past souls that will take over your body for the night. It may be that you were a simple commoner or you may have been the king of England.
Its like rolling the dice. Now lets start."

Alarmed our warlock friend forgot a very important step, I decided to begin my own spell. A spell of protection from evil. It was a simple cleric spell, as powerful as the user had experience. Luckily I had plenty. Taking the necessary items quickly out of my pouch, I began the familiar incantation. The spell was barely completed by the time Desmond's began to take effect. I wasn't certain if everyone had received the protection, as Desmond hadn't given me enough time to ensure it. At least I was protected, and probably those in my immediate vicinity.

Since I had experience in this area, and had done many past regressions, I was familiar with most of my past lives. I had never had any of them 'possess' me, but I knew them well. Desmond should have known better than to go directly into such a dangerous spell, before casting a magic circle, or any other protective spells, so I gathered this Desmond had limited experience. I concentrated on one specific past life, Merlin, the mighty wizard. I feared we may need his experience and knowledge tonight.

(OOC: Sorry, I had to edit your misspelled 'sole' to 'soul' in my quote. It was driving me crazy...especially bolded like that.....lol)

[Edited by MoonWolf on 11-12-2000 at 10:26 PM]