"I'm in love with my lust burning angel wings to dust." [EVENT LOG/OPEN]
Who: crotchroses & YOU!
Where: Discedo, Spero, Dissimulo & the places between. Bitch can fly and creep through shadows.
When: Pretty much any time at night during the event.
Rating: PG-13/R aaaand possibly higher.
Summary: An incubus stalks prey in the physical and metaphysical dream worlds.
The Log:
[Whether or not his wings are spread, France glides through the frost and snow, across water or land, hovering between the waking world and reaching long, white fingers out to those who are unconscious--that is, those who are incapacitated or asleep. His limbs, his back, they are elongated and bent; spindly and pale, he curves through the shadows and flickers across the streets; hangs over beds, curls around their bodies and twists their dreams, enticing them into hopeful intercourse. Though he might fail--which is why he's hungry, his expression a snarl as he travels.
Regardless of his success, he is intent on drawing lives away. Over six feet with folding wings and black, curling horns, France has lost all semblance of restriction and morality.
He thirsts for corruption and for death.]
[ooc: feel free to interact with him while waking :D u-uh he's unchipped so be careful but he's susceptible to Christian prayer, signing oneself (the Sign of the Cross) and of course exorcism, rocksalt, crucifixes and the like. ALSO FRANCE'S PERMISSIONS POST IS HERE. Feel free to set up your character's 'ideal dream' or something! Or feel free to have your character wake up.
Or attack him. I'm up for p. much anything-- MayorOfCantown is my AIM if you wanna plot!]
Where: Discedo, Spero, Dissimulo & the places between. Bitch can fly and creep through shadows.
When: Pretty much any time at night during the event.
Rating: PG-13/R aaaand possibly higher.
Summary: An incubus stalks prey in the physical and metaphysical dream worlds.
The Log:
[Whether or not his wings are spread, France glides through the frost and snow, across water or land, hovering between the waking world and reaching long, white fingers out to those who are unconscious--that is, those who are incapacitated or asleep. His limbs, his back, they are elongated and bent; spindly and pale, he curves through the shadows and flickers across the streets; hangs over beds, curls around their bodies and twists their dreams, enticing them into hopeful intercourse. Though he might fail--which is why he's hungry, his expression a snarl as he travels.
Regardless of his success, he is intent on drawing lives away. Over six feet with folding wings and black, curling horns, France has lost all semblance of restriction and morality.
He thirsts for corruption and for death.]
[ooc: feel free to interact with him while waking :D u-uh he's unchipped so be careful but he's susceptible to Christian prayer, signing oneself (the Sign of the Cross) and of course exorcism, rocksalt, crucifixes and the like. ALSO FRANCE'S PERMISSIONS POST IS HERE. Feel free to set up your character's 'ideal dream' or something! Or feel free to have your character wake up.
Or attack him. I'm up for p. much anything-- MayorOfCantown is my AIM if you wanna plot!]