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Mello Kheel

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a character in “Bound At The Wrists”, originally authored by AsilverSnowleopard, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

Name: Mello Kheel

Gender: Male

Age (16-19): 16

Height: 6"1

Weight: 160

Type: Human

Hair: Strait and Black. Reaches down to the bottom of his neck.

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Eyes: Gray

Mello knows a lot of random facts. The reason being is because he is always curious and wants to know more, so he always looks things up, and always knows. People ask him for everything, and gives a full winded explanation for everything, and never gets angry when people ask him, because he knows he's smart too, and he's proud of it. He also loves chocolate.

Personality: Mello is a really sore loser, and has a short temper, and loves never ending games, like tetras. He hates the world, and shows the fact with his base personality and most of the time, emo clothes. He is logical though, so even if he never freaks out in the middle of a game, he still angry, but always comes up with a great move, and smiles as though he's already won the game, therefore being a very proud winner. This usually applies to games like chess. Chess being his favorite game, and tetras his second.

So begins...

Mello Kheel's Story

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Character Portrait: Blythe Jenkins Character Portrait: Valerie Collum Character Portrait: Mello Kheel Character Portrait: Evangeline S. Honeysett
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Blythe heard them awake, heard their screaming "ah they are awake, great...now we gotta shut them up" she said to the others. She got up from where she was sitting, she was tiny only being 4'10 and 105lbs, she was graceless as she walked but people never tried to mess with her because she was ruthless. She pulled the door open accidentally tearing it off the hinges, "shit I didn't mean to do that" she then went into the room where the humans were, ugh humans she really despised their race, and looked to see the blood and she smiled. "oh good you are awake...but you need to keep your mouths shut, if you don't ill do it for you". She then went around each one to make sure their still secured by the ropes and chains, knowing if they will try anything towards her she will just cause them more pain.

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Character Portrait: Valerie Collum Character Portrait: Mello Kheel Character Portrait: Evangeline S. Honeysett Character Portrait: Aidan Monrey Character Portrait: Blythe
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Aidan grumbled softly upon hearing Blythe open the door fairly hard, the result ending with what seemed like the sound of a door falling. 'She never listens' he thought while standing up and brushing off invisible dirt on him. He lifted his left hand and combed though his chocolate color locks all the while walking towards where the captives were. The halls were dimly lit and the lights were spread apart a good distance, to the point of where there would be a dark gap of no light and then light once again. At that moment he heard the other demon give a command in a fairly harsh voice. "Oh good you are awake...but you need to keep your mouths shut, if you don't I'll do it for you". Now he had rounded the corner and saw the broken door at which the young female before had broken earlier today.

Some of the victims were awake and trembling with fear. A boy with coal black hair was crying from the pain he was feeling right now. A girl with sun colored air was wincing in pain while trying to fight back tears. Some other girl he didn't notice before hung her head down as if she were unconscious. 'probably couldn't handle the pain' At that thought he walked up to Blythe, making sure to go into her personal bubble. Oh how fun irritating someone was.

"So, what you gonna do now? Make them suffer then they already are? Torture them until they bleed to death? I would ever so like to hear what!" Aidan said in a mocking tone. He wanted to know for the fun of it. Not to actually enjoy himself while others are in pain. Although right now he was feeling fairly lazy and decided to sit on a box b the door. He put his left foot on top of his right knee while holding his head up with his palm.

'Maybe I'll save them later. Keyword; later'

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Character Portrait: Valerie Collum Character Portrait: Mello Kheel Character Portrait: Brooklyn Parker Character Portrait: Evangeline S. Honeysett Character Portrait: Aidan Monrey Character Portrait: Blythe
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Pain. It was the first thing she felt as she awoke. She could feel every muscle, every fiber in her, screamed out in pain. Even her eyes ached beyond measure. She could see hints of red even though she hadn't even tried to open her eyes yet. As she did attempt to look out of one though, she felt as though it was weighed down. She tried to raise her arm to open it that way but she let out a loud gasp when she felt te sharp sensation go all throughout her arm. "Ouch." She mumbled. After minutes of just sitting trying to get her eyes open, she could finally make them into tiny slits to see the things around her. The sight that she saw was not a pleasant one.

There were people, strewn all around her. Some were crying, others were on the verge of screaming. Some were already screaming. She couldn't really see much though because there were red blotches running over her eyes. Considering the pain in her forehead, those red blotches were blood. She had heard something about foreheads before hadn't she? She couldn't remember. Oh god she couldn't remember anything. What was her name again? How does somebody forget their own name? She tried to supress the fear she felt rising in her, and struggled to keep her breathing steady.

It was about that time that she saw people standing in the room. They weren't injured, and obviously weren't helping. She tried to speak but felt her mouth was full with something. She swallowed and felt the salty taste of her own blood. It must have gotten there while she was sleeping when her forehead dripped. She opened her eyes fully but felt a stinging pain in her left. Black eye maybe? Even her hair was matted and stained with her own blood, as well as the floor. When she managed to move her arms a little, she tried to push herself up to a position that didn't make all of the cuts and bruises feel worse than she should. She managed to prop her back against the wall, but that only introduced her to new pains laced along her back. She tried not to close her eyes again from the pain because she was scared she would not be able to open them again. Instead she let out a soft moan, which in the place she was in sounded like somebody yelling into a microphone. It was so quiet.

Taking her focuse back to the two standing in the room she tried to speak. The first time nothing came out, and she felt the dryness in her throat. But the second time she tried to speak louder and she managed to speak clearly. "What the hell is going on?" Even though she only spoke a few words she could feel the dry bitterness in her mouth increase. She was so thirsty even blood looked good, even though she knew it wouldn't help in the slightest.

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Character Portrait: Blythe Jenkins Character Portrait: Valerie Collum Character Portrait: Mello Kheel Character Portrait: Brooklyn Parker Character Portrait: Evangeline S. Honeysett Character Portrait: Aidan Monrey
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Loud yells broke out in the distance. Valerie was again locked in her subconscious. She hesitated before moving away from the light, her right leg seemed to be complaining. Not knowing why, she pulled it along behind her as she made her way. Once regaining control of her mind, he realized why her leg wouldn't cooperate.

She opened her eyes fully, a mistake. Light flooded in, making her temporarily dizzy. Once the patches of light cleared from her vision, she was aware of the devastation before her. Her right leg looked broken, and blood spilled slowly from an open wound. Her head ached, but not as much as it had earlier. Realizing her hands were still bound together, she stopped resisting. It was no use.

She noticed others around the room. Several were tied around the room like her caked in blood and dirt. A couple stood or sat, not restrained by the thick ropes. Envy and confusion chased each other through Valerie's mind. Why did they not help them? She cleared her throat and said in a shaky voice, "Help. . . please."

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Valerie watched as a boy across from her surveyed the situation at hand. He watched the others, but he seemed tired. His eyelids drooped more and more as time went on, until he finally let go. He either fell asleep or lost consciousness, more likely the latter. That seemed to be a common trend among the prisoners. Best way to stay out of the terror of the current reality.

She watched as a small girl known as Blythe made her way over. She seemed overconfident, despite her size in stature not being in her favor. She squatted and leaned in close to Valerie's face, knowing the bound girl couldn't do anything about it. She mimicked her, making her sound weak. Valerie tried to spit in her face, but there was not enough liquid to spew out. She was parched. She closed her eyes briefly, and opened them to see Blythe's nail digging into her temple. Blythe traced her nail down Valerie's face, causing blood to slowly seep from the wound. She heard her mutter something, but could barely make it out.

She gazed up at a tall young man staring down at her, studying her. Slightly confused, she didn't say anything. She flinched as his hand made its way towards her face, scared he might hit her. She opened her eyes again to find him caressing her face. He began talking, and laughing at his own comment. She would have laughed too, if not for the current situation. He smiled, a broad and sweet smile, and leaned close to her ear. She was slightly alarmed when she heard him whisper promises of escaping.

Escape. How could she escape? She was almost sure that she wouldn't be able to walk. She assumed it wouldn't matter how she escaped, but that she did. She remained quiet, but she wouldn't be nice, and the guy had instructed. She didn't trust him, not yet. He could turn out to be just like that witch of a friend he has with him. No, wouldn't want to go liking someone like that.

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Valerie watched as Aidan and Blythe left, and looked away, but not before she noticed the look Blythe shot at the red-headed girl. What did she have against gingers? Looking towards the girl, she noticed she was moving. . . or at least trying to move. She was struggling to move into a sitting position, but apparently couldn't stand the pain. She would fall back to the dusty floor after each attempt, clearly not making any progress.

Then, Valerie heard a boy sitting next to the girl speak. His voice was hoarse, probably from not using it.. He suggested the idea of biting off the ropes, freeing the girl so they she could free everyone else. He attempted to rise, but the pain of his hands was too much to bear. Being all the way on the other side of the room, Valerie could not help them, but could she help herself?

The ropes binding her wrists were thick, and dug into her hands, leaving sores. Pulling her hands out of the ropes was out of the questions. Temporarily defeated, she looked around the room. That much movement caused the cut on her head to reopen. She watched the blood trickle down her cheek, and remembered the cement blocks that she hit her head on earlier to cause the wound. She carefully turned left, and saw the blocks. Her hands were tied above her head, and the odds couldn't be anymore in her favor.

She edged her way over to the blocks inch by excruciatingly pain inch. Believing she was close enough, she moved the ropes up and down on the side of the cement block. Oh, it hurt, how it hurt so much. But she couldn't stop. She moved the rope back and forth, back and forth until she felt the restraint lessen. She had cut the rope. She was free!

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"And it's a known fact, that taller person gets the most fun." As Aidan started going around in circles she kicked harder "Aiden just let me down now!" she was starting to get a bit more frustrated. Blythe then started hearing something, she heard the humans start to talk. She heard the male "I can try and bite your ropes off... but if they hear you yell or anything, than we're both dead."She hissed a little "are they really that stupid Aiden?"

As Aiden let her down she heard the sound of rope being cut she glared at Aidan then down at the door "Well my dear Bly, I think one of them have escaped. What ever should we do now?" She sighed "Well I don't know Aiden, we can't just let them running around the place." She then started walked down to the room and stood in the entrance "Now.. now... now... if you want to escape then id be more quiet if I was you. I could hear you a mile away, at least it was us that heard you and not one of the leaders." She shook her head and then went to the girl with the brown hair taking her by the arm "So you broke free from the ropes, your a smart girl ya know thought not smart enough for us" she looked at the doorway "AIDAN! We are going to have to take them somewhere else. It seems this room is just too useful to them" she then looked to the girl "now lovely if you listen I won't have to hurt you, I am trying to be nice which is hard for me to do with humans."

Blythe then glared at the boy and the red hair girl "you both don't try anything either...please".

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Character Portrait: Valerie Collum Character Portrait: Mello Kheel Character Portrait: Brooklyn Parker Character Portrait: Aidan Monrey Character Portrait: Blythe
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Brooklyn looked at the boy next to her, suprised to hear another voice. "Hey... I have an idea, I can try and bite your ropes off... but if they hear you yell or anything, than we're both dead." Did she, did she actually encourage somebody to escape from failing? That was a first, she doubted she had ever helped somebody have hope to do anything. Sure enough a few moments later another girl started trying to break free. She couldn't believe it. Looking at the boy, she could tell he wasn't going to get to her ropes either. His injuries were just as bad as hers were, at least they look like it. He tried to get to her rope but fell just as she did.

Just then she heard a different sound in the other corner. There was a girl with a concrete slab. Wait, where were her ropes? She had cut the ropes off! Excited, Brooklyn tried to lift herself once more, but quickly fell again from the pain. She called over to the girl as quite as she could, "Hey, untie me!" But she also begun to hear voices in the distance. Oh great, just wonderful. They must have heard her when she got loose. Good thing Brooklyn hadn't gotten out of the ropes yet, otherwise they might think she started the idea. Granted she did, but she wasn't going to die because of it if she could just lie and live a bit longer. But her open wounds...they would know she tried to escape, at least if they were smart they would.

She swallowed the panic creeping up in her throat and tried to think. She just wanted the ropes off, just wanted out. She felt something course through her, adrenaline maybe? Whatever it was it gave her strength and she pulled herself up, biting on her lip so she wouldn't scream. She felt a something come from her lip and knew it must be blood. But she didn't care. She lifted herself and started at the knots with her teeth, making a nice substitute as something to bite on. The knots were tight, and she pulled as hard as she could. They were slowly coming undone but it wasn't fast enough.

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Character Portrait: Blythe Jenkins Character Portrait: Valerie Collum Character Portrait: Mello Kheel Character Portrait: Brooklyn Parker Character Portrait: Evangeline S. Honeysett Character Portrait: Aidan Monrey
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Valerie watched as Aidan pulled her arms from Blythe's death grip. She flexed her wrists, glad to be free from both the ropes and Blythe's grasp. Blood still trickled from open wounds, but she didn't care. The pain had lessened, for sure, but hadn't gone away. She felt Aidan push her behind him, then heard him speak to Blythe.

Blythe was angry, very angry. Valerie was grateful that she hadn't taken her anger out on her. That wouldn't have been good. She listened to the sickening crunch of bones shattering as Blythe struck the wall with her hand. She didn't show any signs of pain, remarkably, but began to cry. Valerie was concerned of the girl's tears, but was more happy that they didn't have thought to retie her. Still, Valerie tucked her arms behind her back, so Aidan and Blythe didn't know she was untied, but the other captives did. Maybe they could all escape together.

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Mello immediately realized that he was wasting time listening to all of this. He looked around, and found a rusty nail embedded in between the cracks of the concrete wall. He inched towards the wall slowly by using his legs, and fell forward, pressing his face against the wall. It disgusted him to know that there was blood all over the wall, it stained both the rusted nail and the concrete. He didn't care at the moment, all he wanted was to escape.

Mello inched his head painfully towards the nail, and in a very awkward position, he took his front teeth, and grabbed the nail. It was stuck tightly, he knew he might chip his tooth from doing so, but he tried anyways. he pulled, hard, all of a sudden, pain shot down his back, but he ignored it. The nail tasted absolutely disgusting, metallic taste spilled through his mouth, but he also tried to ignore it. Finally, it was to much, he spit blood on the ground next to him, and tried again.

He pulled with all his might, and didn't chip a tooth, but he managed to get it out. The nail was in his mouth, then. He lifted his wrists to stab the rope with the sharp end of the nail, it hurt to even move his arms, but he tried anyways, and did stab it, in several places, trying to aim for the knot. He ended up getting to it, and he pulled up the nail with his neck, but he didn't get the double knot fully untied, he constantly worked at it, until both the first and second knot were untied, and the ropes fell onto the ground, victory was his.

He looked at his wrists, they were raw, red, and bleeding. It didn't feel nearly as bad as the rest of his body though. He sighed, and fell on the ground, so tired... he stayed awake, and looked at the two demons hopefully, they would help now.

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Brooklyn looked around at all the people getting out. Great, she was the first one to try and would probably be the last one to get out. They mentioned something about 'demonic' but she really didn't care. They may be helping her but she still thought they were crazy. Blythe wasn't going to help them get unbound so her opinion on her didn't improve much. Hell, if anything she hated her more for everything that happened. She felt like she should hate Aidan but she was putting all the blame on Blythe because, well Aidan didn't really look like he wanted to hurt them.

Looking up at the ropes she knew she couldn't do the same thing as the other girl. The rope was to high and couldn't reach the ground, so she would have to lift herself...again. "Third times a charm..." She mumbled to herself as she pushed herself against the wall. Looking at her arms she realized they were worse off than her feet. So she moved her legs into a crouching position and pushed up. She winced from the pain and clenched her teeth. THey never said if there were more, so she wanted to be safe.

The second her mouth got to the rope she opened it and bit down on the knot. It looked pretty simple actually. In a few tugs and pulls the ropes were off and she fell back to the ground, a feeling of relief coming through her. Once again though her wounds were open. At this rate she would have them forever. But at least she would have themwhile being alive. She looked at the boy who had talked to her earlier trying to help and told him, "Thanks for the notion earlier."

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Character Portrait: Mello Kheel Character Portrait: Alex Gilmore Character Portrait: Jasper Character Portrait: Abijah Character Portrait: Lord Azrael Yama Nakiato
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Mello


"He answered my question with a question. Oh man, that's so like a teen." The strange man turned to Mello, and Mello stared at him, he's a joke... isn't he?

"Oh, refer me as Lord Azrael... or Master, whichever more to your liking." Lord Azrael grabbed a sack, swung it in a circle, and then tossed it to Mello, he really is a joke. The reason why he was so tired was because he was hungry, wasn't it? Mello's stomach growled as he saw two hunks of burnt meat, several carrots, and bread were tossed his way. Mello looked at him gratefully. "I believe that's... Pig? ... Well it doesn't matter, enjoy the feast before the others are done planning to spot it. There should still be water in the back rooms.", he said with a smile. "You'll need all the strength you can get... Hmm I really should get a maid down here." Mello grabbed the meat first, and said to him before he left, "Thank you," and began chewing on the meat roughly. How hungry he was!

Abijah


Jazz went to go check on the prisoners, and Abijah heard Lordy teasing them. He knew Jasper wasn't going to bother with him.

"So Aiden and Blythe are going rogue? As much fun as it would be to kill them now I think we should just let them go. A chase is almost as fun as the torturing, and how often can you chase humans AND demons?" Alex of course said this to where only Jasper and Abijah could hear. "And if we don't catch them," which she knew they would. "I won't wear my heels for...a week. Fair enough?"

Abijah began laughing. This laugh was actually loud unlike his usual laughs, where he held back. What was so funny (even though this isn't really funny) is that Jasper would have a hard time with such a small deal. Jazz could either not catch the demons, and be spared from that clicking sound for a week, and make Alex suffer, but let them go, or he could catch the demons and humans, and continue hearing that annoying sound. "My, my, Jasper, what are you going to do now? Alex is willing to give up heels for one week!" Abijah came closer to him, and face to face he breathed on him, "Don't you think that'd be wonderful?" Abijah said quietly enough for Alex not to hear. He backed away, and started laughing, clutching his stomach. This was one of the funniest moments he's ever had.