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Zandra Moon

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a character in “Never Broke A Bone Club”, as played by SpiritDancer

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ZANDRA MOON xx18 YEARS xxFEMALE

NEVER BROKE A BONE SACRIFICIAL MISCREANT

......she is literally always shouting directly into your ear

......is always wearing light up shoes cause she's a c00l kId


SPECIAL TALENT↛
manages not to get expelled from the school
out runs all school staff + amazing blackmailing skills


SECRET SKILL↛
knows how to do a perfect split

FAVORITE HOBBY↛
disrespecting her surroundings
(A.K.A destroying shit)


COMBO ATTACK↛
poking you in the eyes with her middle finger +
sticking her tongue out at you and running away


FINISHING MOVE↛
flashing her boobs + throwing you in trash
(tbh the trash is where everyone truly belongs)

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You know that one person on the internet who types in all caps all the time? That's basically Zan. She doesn't understand the meaning of quiet and will talk as loudly as she possible can. Though all of this she does on purpose because she is a grade A asshole. But hey, at least she's a cute asshole. Zan is about five feet eight inches and is almost always wearing some crazy combination of eyeshadow colors and it's the most horrifying thing at times. Zandra is always trying to stop some mess between people, either by starting a rumor or simply just trash-talking everyone else. Despite her assholish tendencies, Zandra has a really strong habit of helping someone whenever she can. As if it's some obligation that she feels she's under. It could be the simplest thing by letting someone copy her homework, or jumping in front of a truck for them. It could quite literally be any situation, as long as there's some way for her to help you out, you can guarentee that she'll do it. Zan will always have your back, even if it crushes hers.

So begins...

Zandra Moon's Story

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"Why! I don't wanna be in here." Her voice carries off into a high pitched whine, tablet gripped tight in her hands that was showcasing very graphic depictions of men on men. The correct term: fanart. Fanart that she had been showing off to Roxy along with trying to shove her finger into her mouth so she could bite her and draw more graphic art for her. That is- till she heard another group of girls whispering about how the boys had just entered the locker rooms as well to change. I'm missing all the action! A near temper tantrum and mega melt down is on its way each time she thinks of the bare backs of the men in the other room, maybe gliding their hands down each others backs, helping each other change- "Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!" Clearly the thought process and vivid imagery in her head down't help her problem, nose nearly on the brink of bleeding and cheeks red as she grips at the lockers for support, breathing heavy. "I bet Em-inem is making them all strip- ah!! What if he's making Raven strip! Oh god, so seme, ohhh my god-"

Between her mini melt down she falls over into Jane, tugging at the girls sleeves and being extra sure to press up against her arm for good measure. Until pulling out the puppy dog eyes as she gazes up at her. "Jaaannneyyy! Can you sneak me into the guys locker room? Oh please, please, please, pleassse? I won't even demand it. Look, I said please this time! I would do anything-anything if you did."Reina's eyes narrow a bit as she puts extra emphasis on the word 'anything' to make it clear. There was no damn way she was missing Raven and Emery around each other naked. If she took photos then she could give them to Roxy who could draw it! God, add to her collection. She'd have to ask her daddy to buy her another storage unit for the backyard!


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Another squeal promptly leaves the short girl, nearly dropping her tablet as she quickly hops onto one of the benches to climb onto Jane's back. "Cheerio!" Rein shouts, pointing forward excitedly. Cheerio possibly meant something completely different than she thought but oh well. It's her new catch phrase! Every good queen/ruler needed a catch phrase of course. Plus clearly it was cute, it added charm. "So what's the plan my knight in shining armor, Jannneyy." At this point- she didn't even care if the plan would use brute force. Or shoving her into some small space. She will get a picture of Raven and Emery naked near each other if it was the last thing she did. A look of determination takes over the girls face, tablet already on camera mode as she presses her finger to the screen to try and find the best filter. "Janey, which filter should I use? Juno? Slumber? Crema? Ludwig? Aden? Perpetua!?"

The tablet is nearly pressing right against Jane's face as Rein tries to show her, going through each filter as she squeals, imagining what they'd look like over the boys. Oh god. She was a goner, once she stepped foot in there she needed stealth! Absolute stealth and silence and- What if Emery was groping Raven. Possibly the highest squeal on earth followed her train of thought that was chugging all the way to coo-coo town. None of the other girls in the locker room complained knowing damn well how Rein can go to bitch to mega bitch if you interrupt her R-rated thoughts. Simply a big no-no.


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Character Portrait: Emery Darling Character Portrait: Luca Merlot Character Portrait: Jane Cruikshank Character Portrait: Riener Oswald Character Portrait: Rēina Rose Character Portrait: Raven Emarat Character Portrait: Lilith Aronov Character Portrait: Roxanne Darcy Character Portrait: Zandra Moon Character Portrait: Vincent Hart
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VINCENT HART // #b1a27e

Vincent was nearly halfway done pulling his shirt off his head when Emery had spoken about his suicide. His 'normally composed facade' was then broken as he spluttered and looked at the man with wide terrified eyes, "P-please don't do that! I -" the sighs around the room brought Vincent out of his panic and sheepishly he laughed at his own outburst. "They are pretty awful, huh?" Holy shit why was he like this.

Not wanting to make a fool of himself any longer he quickly pulled on the gray t shirt and frowned at how ill fitting it was. Although he was tall his thin shoulders did not fill in the shirt and the paleness of his arms made him appear like a ghost.

His pants were next to go and by God did he feel awkward as Emery pulled out a camera and looked at them all hungrily. Mostly Raven, but that was to be expected as he had the body of a God. Luckily however Raven more or less (mostly the latter) expressed Vincent's thoughts and so he chose to remain silent on the matter.

Slipping on the same colored gray shorts provided to him he then took notice of Luca stumbling in and out of breath. His disposition suddenly changed and no longer did he look flustered but rather his eyes look disinterested and cool. Luca was so awesome. "I have to agree with Luca on this matter. . . I don't think your choice of words let Emery think anything else. . . ."

Having finished changing he then shoved all of his clothing into his locker and was thankful that wrinkles don't show in black. God knows how awful he was at ironing - but that wasn't anything new.

Vincent then turned to sit down but spotted Luca looking fearfully up at his lockers and the - oh, his clothing had somehow managed to get up there. How odd. However, Emery had kindly offered to help Luca and so Vincent kept himself sat. That was until he noticed Reiner’s nose bleeding.

With a worried look he spoke, “Are you feeling okay?” It was rare to see someone bleed spontaneously without a reason. “I, um, don’t want to see you sick. . . “ Perhaps he should shut his god damn mouth.




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LILITH ARONOV // #8597c6

Lilith sat fuming on the bench in the locker room.

She was already dressed in her athletics wear as her signature look consisted of a track suit in various bright colors. Slowly she zipped up the jacket to her neck and stuffed her hands in the pockets - acting like the little child she felt. All of her peons whom she had bought had ditched her to participate in their own sports activities.

Of course she had tried bribing them with more money, but they had resolutely defied her and what was one girl against twenty others? Lilith had an ego, but she wasn’t suicidal.

“Holy shit, this day is so stupid,” she complained to her friends, looking over toward Jane for back up but was promptly ignored over Jane’s excited squeal over god knows what. Like a flash of lightening both Jane and Reina were gone leaving Zan, Roxy and herself alone.

Great.

Sighing and relaxed her posture so her legs were splayed out rather unattractively. It was going to be a tiring day, she could already feel it. Lilith wished she asked her father to write her a note that allowed her not to attend at all, but alas it was not meant to be.

“Are you guys done yet? Let’s get this shit over with,” her gaze wandered over to Roxy and Zan before she let out a groan herself. “Agh damn. I hope the two idiots don’t get caught. It would suck if I had to bail them out.”

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ImageImageImage"Ad Satanas qui laetificat juventutem meam-"

Having cleared out her own aisle, the small teenager had drawn a satanic circle right in the middle with marker. Sitting in it's middle, was a smoking object or two - hopefully nothing to set off a sprinkler. Just a bit of dried blood and sage mixed in, it was fine. Or at least, that's what Roxanne would claim. "Veni, omni-"

Concentration broke as she heard a dear friend's voice, however. Dressed in her father's relatively oversized baseball shirt and pants that could barely be seen, she huffed. Lilith. Adding a little bit more sage and some... unknown substance, Roxanne glanced at Lilith as she brought the liter close to the little bowl. "..What?" The 'vampire queen' asked, watching as a puff of fire and smoke erupted from the bowl, a loud noise going off in the room before - Oh. The sprinklers in the girl's room went off.

Now that she was thinking about it, didn't Jane and Reina go through the vent? Taking Lilith's hand, the smaller child was quick to point at the vent and glance back at Zandra. "Let's go. Now." Spinning on her heels, the royal pushed Lilith into the vent as screaming emerged, crawling in after her.

...Didn't Lilith ask if she was done getting dressed? The answer was yes, actually. She was. But her shirt was now officially damp and nearly see-through... It'd dry off though.

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Character Portrait: Emery Darling Character Portrait: Luca Merlot Character Portrait: Jane Cruikshank Character Portrait: Riener Oswald Character Portrait: Rēina Rose Character Portrait: Raven Emarat Character Portrait: Lilith Aronov Character Portrait: Roxanne Darcy Character Portrait: Zandra Moon Character Portrait: Vincent Hart
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ZANDRA MOON
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Zandra had almost completely zoned out, ignoring all of the chaos that was going on around her in favor of concentrating on getting dressed and prepared for the track and field day. Or whatever the fuck it was. Zan hadn't even noticed that Jane and Reina had climbed in the vents. She only snapped out of whatever trance she was in whenever the sprinklers went off because of Roxy's little ritual. Can't she go do that satanic ass bullshit somewhere else? Roxy had basically ordered Zan to go with her and Lilith through the vent, though she wasn't following them. The boy's locker-room was even more disgusting than the girls and despite being a weirdo like everyone else, Zandra still had the sense to not use the vents to get from own room to another. Maybe not as much sense as the common person, but still.

After donning the distasteful gym clothing, Zandra left the locker room. And she used the door like a normal fucking person would and not the ventilation system. Quickly making her room to the boy's locker room, she poked her head in and witnessed all the chaos that had occurred in just a few minutes. She decided not to ask any questions about it, and she honestly didn't want to know the answers to those questions. "Can you fuckers hurry up? I want to get this day over with so I never have to think about it again", she practically yelled into the small space.

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Character Portrait: Emery Darling Character Portrait: Luca Merlot Character Portrait: Jane Cruikshank Character Portrait: Riener Oswald Character Portrait: Rēina Rose Character Portrait: Raven Emarat Character Portrait: Lilith Aronov Character Portrait: Roxanne Darcy Character Portrait: Zandra Moon Character Portrait: Vincent Hart
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ImageImageImageEmery, unable to help himself, caught the rat boi who had been shoved his way. Damn, he hated getting played. That yaoi-crazed fujoshi brat Reina ruined everything that made today worth living, yet she got off scot-fucking-free? Hmmph.

The pink haired president nipped at the exposed skin of Raven's pale neck in irritation. Worse than getting away with it, the little princess had effectively been dunked into her own personal boy-on-boy heaven.

'Disgusting. Cruel.' Emery's mouth pressed hotly over the other boy's jugular, sucking down hard. 'Completely unfair.'

Obviously, he wasn't going to stand for this goddamn impiety.

When Emery rose to his feet (carefully pushing Raven off of him), he didn't check to see whether or not the hickey had left a mark on the punk's throat. Stretched to his full height, Emery towered over Reina. "Having fun?"

The shirtless pervert cracked his neck.

"Think I'd let you get away with that?" I said no fucking pictures, shitty little brat girl. When I'm done getting changed, you're done for. "I'm seriously going to kiss you now. Violently. As soon as I get my hands on you."

Emery unbuckled his belt, an evil look creeping into his eyes.

"So start running."

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Spirals. Literal. Fucking spirals were possibly seen in Ravens eyes from how dizzy he got from all the events that unfold. No. No. No. Complete and utter bullshit happens to an innocent man that was just attempting to leave the scene before he was touched- harassed- anything really. How he managed to end up on the fucking satanic troll of the centuries lap was BEYOND him. One minute his foot was just about to step out of the room and the next minute Reina's snatching him back and tossing him, causing him to nearly stumble and head face first over the bench into the floor if it wasn't for Emery- you'd think Raven would thank the fucker. No. No.

"I-. . ." A noise that could be compared to that of a tea pot at it's boiling point can most likely be heard as Raven's face heats up completely red, eye twitching as he tenses up in Emery's grip. No. No. No fucking dick sucking way is this happening right now. No. No. His skin was fucking crawling. The moist. Disgusting feeling of someone elses MOUTH on his precious pale skin that he took pristine care of. One (Reina) would possibly mistake his grip on Emery's arm that was currently shaking as one of embarrassment but no. It was the only hopes that Raven Emarat had of holding onto any shred of sanity left."I-. . . ." Spit. Teeth. Unclean. Unclean.

Gross. . . GROSS. . .FUCKING SHIT.

Immediately when he's released he's breathing hard, hands braced on the floor and head spinning from trying to process just how many germs or diseases he's contracted. Where has his mouth been, where has his mouth been, where has his mouth been, wher-- In seconds he produces another towelette, scrubbing hard at his neck as he stands, glaring daggers at Emery's back. His sanity had completed exited along with his hope of not having to shower for eight hours once home. Marching right up behind Emery, he takes hold of the end of said belt in the perverted fucks hand and tugs it off hard before attempting to strangle the man with it, a vien visibly popping on his cheek with a look of death of his features. If not held back, the boys locker room would indeed end in bloodshed- just not in a ritual suicide as Emery had predicted before.

"EMERY YOU MOTHERFUCKING SON OF A FUCK TART, WHAT THE SHIT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?! WHO SAID YOU COULD MARK UP MY GOD SENT FUCKING SKIN. I'M FRAGILE YOU BENT JIZZ-INHALING GERBILFUCKER. I SPEND HOURS EVERY MORNING AND NOW I HAVE TO WASTE MORE TIME AND WASH BLOOD OFF MY HANDS WHEN I'M DONE WITH YOU, WHO KNOWS WHAT DISEASES YOU GAVE ME--"


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Character Portrait: Emery Darling Character Portrait: Luca Merlot Character Portrait: Jane Cruikshank Character Portrait: Riener Oswald Character Portrait: Rēina Rose Character Portrait: Raven Emarat Character Portrait: Lilith Aronov Character Portrait: Roxanne Darcy Character Portrait: Zandra Moon Character Portrait: Vincent Hart
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VINCENT HART // #b1a27e

Never before had Vincent craved death so much until that moment.

Sure all the guys he knew were relatively attractive, the biggest understatement of the year, but being seen in compromising positions was not on his bucket list. What made it worse was Reina’s commentary and the look Luca gave him that suggested he play along.

Like a new born deer Vincent quickly stood up and began to run a hand through his hair. He breathed a sigh of relief which effectively calmed him down. “Yeah, it’s um okay. It happens. . . .” Despite that however he refused to look the giant in the eye or even offer to assist him when he was struggling standing. He was mortified.

Quickly he composed himself even more, and ignored the scene the rest of his friends were making in order to meet Lilith, Roxy, and Zan by the locker room doors.

“Ah, I hope this day passes by quickly too,” Vincent responded idly to Zan’s loud declaration, “The last time we had a sports festival I . . . froze . . . . up.” Shit.

Vincent had been too focused on the internal affairs of his friends that he completely forgot his own inadequacy. Suddenly his palms felt sweaty and the room became all too constricting. His heart began to beat at an irregular pace and the only thing he could do was clench his hands and hope it went away.

He needed fresh air, so hopefully his friends managed to get themselves together and proceed to the field in a timely fashion. Who the hell was he kidding with hopes like that.




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LILITH ARONOV // #8597c6

Lilith looked at the hand holding her and was slightly at a loss at what to do. On one hand Roxy was her friend but on the other she hated being touched. With a sigh Lilith begrudgingly allowed their hands to be kept clasped together, but upon seeing Raven (whom they were supposed to be following to go outside) be whisked away by Reina she had the sudden urge to fucking fight every single one of these bastards.

She watched with annoyance as Emery began to molest Raven with his mouth while making threats toward Reina (as per usual); and with interest when the latter began to yell colorful swears all the while choking him with his own belt. Ha.

It was with concern though that she realized he wasn’t letting loose. Despite Lilith’s dislike for Emery and his perverted tendencies she did not wish to see him dead. Yet. Releasing Roxy’s hand with a sorry glance she then stormed up to the two fuckers and began her usual routine to piss someone off.

“Alright fuckwads, let me ask you a question. Are you both so self-absorbed that you forget about everyone else waiting for you?” With a snarl she put her hands in her pant pockets and raised her foot to kick both Emery and raven to the ground. Years of perfecting her opening fight sequence on other people had given her a surprising amount of leg strength and it was a fact she was wholly proud of. “If you want to be the dimwits that I know you are, then do it on the god damn field.”

Now all she needed was to keep both of them still before she could bitch them out even more.



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Fucking barred. Jane put out a pouty lip as Raven gave her a death stare, then walked away. Suddenly there was a thud, causing Reina to jump out of her arms. Jane let out a sigh and turned to look at the two girls who had followed them in the vents. "Lilith..." Another personal conquest of Jane's. She believed Lilith was very "mature" looking, compared to some of the others. *cough* Reina *cough* Roxy.

Since Reina was absorbed in Luca and Vincent, Jane was about to walk over to Lilith and Roxy to say hi, but they began to leave with Raven. "Oh well I guess." She returned her focus to Reina, smiling at her happiness. It was an unusual fetish, but Jane seemed to understand her nonetheless. Jane watched as Reina pushed Raven onto Emery, and both of the boy's reactions did not seem good. Jane started to panic, it was not gonna end well.

As Jane predicted, all hell broke loose. Emery began threatening Reina again, and before Jane could step in, Raven started choking Emery with a belt. "Oh shit!" Lilith came on to the scene, spouting out cute threats. Jane ran over to team up. "Hey Lilith, why don't you talk to me like that sometime." She grinned and gave a wink as she held the guys still for Lilith's famous kick. "Now boys why don't you fucking stop and get on the field before we kick the shit out of you both."

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    Talk about fucking chaotic. One second she's asking for Birdy to wait up before Reina tossed him into the trash heap, the next Birdy was trying to murder that fucking Emery. Now? Lilith and Jane were joining the abuse on the poor Raven, leaving Roxy to almost speak up - if it weren't for the gentle, stuttering giant pulling and taking her away.

    Glancing back with some level of remorse, Roxanne could only hope they didn't hurt Raven as much as she thought the two giant women would hurt him. Wishful thinking.

    But, Luca wanted her help summoning a demon. Watching him carefully, she was glad the one thing this fucking annoying 'field' day could do was perhaps lessen her friend's height issue. With all the hardship it might bring him, of course, it might not be worth it. "I see. Is there any demon in particular you'd like?" Roxanne asked, pulling out her cellular device from digging around inside her shirt, right from her bra.

    Typing in a certain URL into her website, pulled up a site full of names of demons and what exactly they'd do, with intriguing steps on how to summon them. Be it sacrificing someone quite literally, or simply taking some girl's bra and underwear that's said to be the demon's type. Quite the useful website - but of course, it wasn't like she did this often... Course not. Half of these she could barely do without getting arrested.

    She plopped her little booty on the floor, looking at her dear friend. "One to try and get you out of this mess?" The screams of murder and battle cries didn't disturb her at all, as Roxanne simply called out to hopefully lessen Raven's pain. Without actually being there, anyway. "Please, I find Raven endearing - try not to harm him."

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A pout appears on Reina's lips as Luca gets up, ready to tell him to sit his ass back down because 'God' commanded it but something else catches her attention. Something Serious. Something so fucking earth shattering that her head nearly starts feeling feint but would she feint? NOPE. Letting out a loud scream she's practically on top of Emery and Raven as Emery harrasses Raven's neck, nose bleeding and steam practically coming out of her ears.

"Cheerio! So good, yes, oh my g- suck HARDER- oh my god, Raven is so moe. Ugh, I LOVE THIS SHIP SO MUCH, MY OTP, MY LOVES, MY LIFE, YES- oh-." She's pausing when Emery suddenly stands full height, discarding Raven only to tower over her once again with that murderous perverted look in his eyes--

Oblivious to what's to come she just nods a lot, holding her phone to her chest that now has precious pictures of Emven. "Yes I am-!..." Her tone dies out when Emery finishes speaking, eyeing the fact he's about to whip out his belt. Kiss me!? Hell no! He can't taint himself with such impure things, he needs to kiss Raven!!!! She's just about to part her lips to talk right back to the tall man when suddenly something even BETTER happened.

"KYAAAAAA! HATE-LOVE RELATIONSHIP, YES, CHOKE HIM RAVEN, AHHH~ SO CUTE. BLACK ROMANCE? SO FORBIDDEN, PERFECTION." Once again she's snapping fifty pictures a second at all angles, nose bleeding even more so before, pigtails bouncing around with her antics. Reina nearly starts crying though when suddenly both men she was dotting on are kicked to the ground by Lilith and then joined by- Jane!? No, no, no! Pouting and grumbling she goes up to Jane and goes up on her tippy toes to pinch hard at the girls ear, eyes narrowed showing that her bitch ass personality has shown it's face.

"Jane. Cruikshank. Did you really just ruin my fucking scene? They haven't had physical contact like that in so long, how dare you interrupt my shoot. Clearly I need to discipline you again. Princess Reina's verdict: Punishment!" With that she's dragging Jane out of the locker room by the ear, her little feet stomping with her phone gripped in her hand. Destination: who knows. She didn't even get to put on her cute little gym shorts!


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The fact that he finds himself once again on the disgusting fucking locker room floor is beyond him as to what the fuck just happened. What did he do to deserve this? What. Did he do. He had just wanted to leave, why was he being kicked by this annoying rich chick. Eye twitching yet again when Jane, Jane who was supposed to be his friend comes over to hold him and Emery. WHY WAS HE BEING LUMPED IN.

What the actual fuck shit was this Raven nearly reaches his last straw, ready to snap and kick Lilith the fuck over when the little Yaoi queen comes over and drags the tall lesbian away from the three. Confusion. Utter. Fucking. Confusion. Meanwhile he can still feel his skin crawling from Emery's mouth, reaching up to continue to scrub at his neck with his little towelette. He truly wanted death at this point. Now covered in whatever was on the bottom of Lilth's shoe. Disgusting. This entire place was disgusting.

A moment later he's pushing himself up from the ground, brushing off his pants as he glares down at Emery. "Never. Again." He grits out, finally getting fully changed before passing everyone to grab the back of Roxy's shirt. Clearly this was the only person who gave a shit and wasn't covered in unholy ass diseases. Plus he had a favor to ask of her. Throwing the short girl over his shoulder he takes out another cig and lights it. He takes a drag from it as he walks out of the locker room but not before speaking up again, word directed at the other boys who were still hiding behind lockers. "Fuckboys."

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Lilith was satisfied.

Sure, King of the Emo was brooding about god damn germs and Perverted McGee seemed to have little to no know knowledge of social conventions, but either way her plan had been a success and that’s all that really mattered. Now all there was left to do was follow everyone out.

With a cocky swagger in her step Lilith walked out of the locker room and glared at anyone who so much as breathed in her direction. The ones who were brave enough to do so quickly tore their glances away when she met their gaze with a cold glare. Her confident attitude had come back now that her pent up worry and anger were sufficiently spent. Really, she must thank them for that some day. Perhaps.

Vincent was stationed by the locker rooms as well and at the sudden arrival of Lilith he was brought out of his internal stupor and followed her out.

She met Zandra by the exit and smirked, “You ready? Because I sure as hell am.” Lilith meant every word of it too because although she knew that despite her little posse being MIA it sure as hell wouldn’t stop her from being who she was: a bitch.

At least she hoped it wouldn’t.

“Let’s show these assholes who runs this fucking school!” She yelled and began jogging off to the field where everyone else was grouping up, hoping Zan followed. Stopping by one of the volunteers she then had her number pinned to her t-shirt where it sat uncomfortably. After which she then migrated to where the sulking boy [read: Emery] was standing and keeping a reasonable distance between them. Vincent moved silently after her, lost in thought.

Perhaps if he were to faint, he wouldn’t have to participate. Hell, at this rate he’d do it without even having to act.

“You know what else won’t heal for a long time?” she thought out loud - smiling, “Your bones, especially if you freeze up in the middle of something.”

Vincent looked at her with faux coolness that thinly covered his worry, “Well um, let’s hope that doesn’t happen. . . heh.” He was going to fucking die.

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Zandra followed Lilith outside, where there was a bunch of other students gathering. It was loud and a little bit too fucking cheery for her. She sat down on the field with a dishearted look on her face. "Honestly, it might be better to just break a bone than have to go through with this shit..."

The main problem wasn't even the fact that the events required some sort of physical ability. Zan was perhaps a little too willing to jump in front of harm's way for others. Whether that potential danger is an incoming volleyball to the face or a truck.

It's truly a god given miracle that Zan has managed not to break bone yet.

Soon someone over the loud speaker announced the first events, and it only managed to further drag down Zan's mood.

"Is everyone else jerking off in the locker rooms or some shit? What the fuck is taking them so long to get out here?"

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When Emery’s head pressed against Vincent's temple, the only thing he could do in response was freeze up.

Despite having been friends with the man for well over two years it always startled him how physical he could be. Especially when the the touches were place with so much care.

“You would be a masochist,” Lilith commented, her gaze never leaving her their intimate position. “I’m just glad you love Vincent and not me, god knows you’d die the moment you do.” The smile she wore was genial at first glance, but underneath it held a certain maliciousness that spoke volumes about her character.

A cold hand placed itself on his stomach and Vincent couldn’t help but gasp slightly, not only from his touch but from Emery’s words as well. He praised me, Vincent thought and suddenly his body felt too small for his soul. ‘He said I will do fabulously.’

He smiled.

Sure, such praise would have been paid no attention to by a girl like Lilith, but to him it meant the world.

“Ah, t-thank you for believing in me,” he responded silently and began to pat Emery’s pink colored hair delicately. If the man was willing to believe in him and show him affection, why couldn’t he as well? “I’m very glad I met you,” he paused, “And everyone else.”

‘Nice save,’ Lilith thought, ‘Makes you seem less fucking desperate.’

The voice intercom system began its announcement and never before could she be more thankful for its appearance, the day was finally going to begin; but then it began to speak and holy shit it reminded her of every nightmare she's ever had as a child.

Lilith began to mumble curses under her breath and while doing so Emery disentangled himself from Vincent slowly. Suddenly, he felt cold despite his flushed state of embarrassment.

"Is everyone else jerking off in the locker rooms or some shit? What the fuck is taking them so long to get out here?" Zan complained moodily. Lilith snorted and gave her an amused glance. Of everyone in the god damn club, Zan had to be one of her favorite members.

“Ha, I think Roxy and the two fuckshits are in the locker room because they’re arguing over demon shit? Who the hell knows, and Reina and Jane are . . . well, they’re - them.” She said it as though that was enough of an explanation, and in a way, it was.

“God, I hope I don’t have to do the high jump. That shit sucks major ass.”

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Once Reina took the shorts out of her hands, she began caressing her own cheek near where Reina had planted a kiss. She sighed with a smile, her heart skipping a beat. I am never washing my face again. For yet another time, Reina decided she didn't care about decency and ripped off her skirt in public. Jane squealed, blood bursting from her right nostril. "NO NO NO! I don't want anyone else to see you!" She frantically used her body to cover Rei's adorable bottom half as she slipped on her shorts, catching glimpses of the "situation". I mean, I never said I'd protect you from me...

Jane understood by now that there would be a never ending amount of tasks to maintain Rei's attention, but it did get tiring, especially when the task seemed impossible. "A television?" She whimpered, "But what if we miss girl's volleyball..?" Before she knew it, she was already being dragged away. As she let Rei pull her, Jane glanced back behind her. She gave an apologetic look to the fuming Raven, a wink to the curvy Lilith, and a glare to her dark-haired twin Zandra. You better stay away from Lilith if you know whats good for you Zany. She then returned her focus to the little pink m&m ahead, trying to think of where they could find a TV.

"Hey doll, I know Mrs. Harris has a TV in the bio lab. I think that's our best bet." She thought of all the stupid Bill Nye videos that woman showed to pass the time in that class. Bio was a total joke. The videos weren't half bad though, but Jane would never admit it.

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ImageImageImageThe pink haired student allowed himself to be petted like a fucking dog, blinking sleepily at Lilith and Zan. He couldn't really place Vincent's "charm point" in his harem. The shy submissive type? The cute type?

Well, to be fair, Vincent was rather cute.

On an entirely separate note Emery hoped Jane and Reina were having hot lesbian sex wherever they were right now. All on their own... maybe Jane would even take pictures.

"Luca, you've finally fucking made it," the cult leader grinned salaciously. Whew, best not to get carried away by lustful fantasies this early in the day. "You just missed the loudspeaker announcement. The fifty meter dash and the high jump start in thirty minutes." Would this be a problem for the height-phobic harem member? Of course. It would be fun to see the lengths Luca would go to protect himself.

Emery suddenly felt like groping something. Where was Raven when you needed him?

He arched a brow at the gathered club members, cracking his knuckles ominously. "It really would be a good idea to use this time to stretch. I am more than happy to help anyone with their... splits."

Obviously, if there were no willing volunteers Emery would just grab one of them anyways.

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    Oop, there she go. Right off of Raven's shoulder into Luca's. Great. Sighing, she nodded towards the narcissistic boy, then forced a smile towards Luca. If she knew anything, if was that something was up with Birdy. Squirming off to the floor the floor, Roxy knew better then to just wait around to do a ritual like this. The slightest thing could upset the situation, making it so the ritual itself failed-

    Fuck.

    The teacher. Red-head-asshole.

    Letting Luca do the talking, Roxy kept a monotone face. The shock of the teacher lead Roxy to fight off a grin, yes, two teenagers amount to engage in awkward sexual activities. Very good. Nice call, Luca.

    Eventually, the teacher was the one who left with Luca, Roxy simply standing up and digging into backpacks that were left unsafe and lockers without locks. A black marker was all she found, almost like an epic fail roll. Tch.

    As a result, Roxy had to resign herself to running to her own soon-to-be-locked locker room. Slipping in, much to a female teacher's irritation ('Darcy, you should of known better then to forget to wear socks, hurry up and get them.'), Roxy almost felt proud. Grabbing her small bag, which was wet to all holy hell. Thank good her paper materials were in her actual locker, Roxy poured the water out of her bowl of useless goods. Shoving that as well into the bag, the Vampire Queen hurried out, socks on at the very least to prevent Ms. Summervold from yelling at her.

    Ms. Summervold even walked her to go join her friends, the sweetheart. Despite the fact she caught the very end of Emery's statement. Oh no. A high jump. She honestly felt... scared for Luca, now that there was a time-crunch. Would they be able to do it? Urgently tugging on Luca's shirt, she looked up and spoke with worry. "I got the required needs for the ritual. Should we find somewhere to go?" Saying this, however, came a woman who was tapping Roxanne's finally drying back with the number, taping it for good measure. Screw everyone else, this was an emergency demon summon.

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Lilith was well aware of the fact that she was disliked by most, if not all, of the school population. Hell, it had been her goal to have people hate her - to loath her. Call it a personal conquest of hers, but she took pride in the fact that she could egg anyone on into throwing a punch at her.

The only person who might be able to do it better than her would be Raven.

Where the fuck is he anyway? Lilith wondered idly. After she had kicked his ass into high gear (probably forcing him to cry about how many god forsaken germs were on her shoes, she snickered at the thought) she hadn’t seen him at all. It didn’t make her worry, but it did make her curious.

A smirk found its way onto her countenance. A plan had formed, but it would have to be enacted later when she could gather Raven and Zan together.

Vincent watched Lilith’s facial expression and was slightly scared as her face twisted into something slightly sadistic. He shuddered and quickly turned his face away, hoping she wouldn’t force him into her scheme. And it would definitely be a scheme by the wide smile she was sporting.

His attention was diverted however with the arrival of two of his friends, one of which was wobbling like a newborn giraffe.

“Hey long-legs, what’s the weather up there like?” Even though she considered him her friend, he was not excluded her dicking around with his fear. Ah, life was nice. Emery then went on to state how they should stretch together, and Lilith was about to make a smartass remark but then Roxy caught her attention with the mention of a ritual. Yes! Just what she wanted to see.

No.

Holy fuck no, Vincent did not like the idea of a ritual of any sort. Nervously he looked at Zandra to save him, but he wasn’t sure if his message was conveyed correctly. Perhaps his #cool facade was just too good that she wouldn’t notice a difference.

Who the hell was he kidding. He must look like a frightened sheep.

“Roxy, my friend, can I watch you preform your . . . ritual?” Lilith tried to make her smile appear non-threatening, but it could perhaps be more aptly described as wolf looking at its prey. “Please! I promise not to do anything rash. I just want to see you in action.” Fuck the fact that the high jump was going to be soon. Perhaps rushing the ritual would lead to unexpected side effects. Now that would be fucking awesome.

Vincent was too afraid to comment, but he hoped to every living deity that Roxy would be sane and say no.

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Eventually the rest of them had finished fucking off in locker room and came outside. Jane glared at Zan for some dumb ass reason before getting dragged off by Reina. Soon after them the fumbling giant and his vampire acquaintance. Though Zandra detested the whole idea of this field day, at the very least she was one step closer to getting done and over with it.

When Emery mentioned that he was willing to help someone with stretching, Zan took a noticeable large step away from him to further the distance between them. "Go find Raven if you want to "help" someone, but keep your grabby hands away from the rest of us."

Zandra had only then noticed that Luca and Roxanne were discussing some bullshit ritual to summon a demon and made a very clear face of disapproval. This day was already shit without having to worry about the two of them fucking something up and unleashing a demon on the rest of the group. She had also noticed Vincent's silent plead for help, though she pretty much outright ignored it. If he did end up dying because of these demonic rituals, at the very least she'll make it up to him by attending his funeral.

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    "Fine, Lilith, but I'm pricking your finger to help with the summoning. This little guy needs a lot of blood." Roxanne swiftly explained, bending Luca down and wrapping his arms around her neck and shoulders. Lowering him down, Roxy grabbed her bag and tugged him a long to behind a wall - was that Raven? Whatever. Pulling out her brass tea light for burning incense, the self-titled 'Queen of Vampires' hummed as she pulled out a bright red-based lighter as the smoke got ready.

    Next came a sad, red container. Getting up, she swiftly made a red circle in paint, moving the incense container and making a star within the circle. "Luca, when you sit down, grab hold of the incense container for me and make sure it keeps smoking."

    The pressure was on for the next thirty minutes, and Roxy already had the small bowl and drawing her own blood from the palm of her hand with a small Swiss army knife. A hiss of pain and a lady boner later, her blood was freely flowing dripping into the bowl. "I know exactly the monster we need - but be wary. The incantation even states itself he's the embodiment of evil - might even devour the soul before this is all done and over... as well as a few towns worth of people." A shiver ran down the lavender haired female's body.

    She clearly found this guy uncomfortable to talk about herself.

    "Anyone here needs to add a few drops of their own blood to this. I have bandages inside my bag too." Had Emery, Vincent, and everyone else followed? Zandra... she probably didn't, did she? Oh well. That disapproving look she gave Roxanne at the start of all this told the entire story of where she probably was.

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ImageImageImage"I spilt boiling hot coffee on my pants!"

Hmm. It appeared Emery was being summoned.

Luca was in clear need of undressing, and who else to do the job for him? The pervert looked up from his selected stretching 'volunteer', the back of his neck prickling. His large hands had already completely engulfed Zandra's wrists in preparation for an invigorating... athletic session.

"...I am being called." The seventeen year old dragged Zan behind him as he strode away after the others.

He materialized among them (with his harem member in tow) as if he had been the lecherous demon Roxanne had been praying for. Emery arrived to see no coffee-splattered pants in sight, only club members slitting themselves open for some kind of sacrificial ritual.

"Boring. Why? Because the rest of you are up to the usual, I see."

Emery released Zandra, immediately grabbing Vincent instead. He pressed his mouth over the cut on the quiet boy's hand, sweeping his tongue over the injury like it was something delicious.

He fully expected to have his own hand cut any time now. Emery's harem members, of course, only wanted him for his body.

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Zandra watched in contempt as the whole group went off to do their ungodly ritual, with poor Vincent sadly getting dragged along with them. Slowly edging her away from the field, she was attempting to snake her way out of this stupid event and go fuck off somewhere else.

But of course, someone had to shout something that even slightly suggested they would need to remove clothing, and so Emery was on them like a bloodhound. And he dragged Zan along with him. Why? She had absolutely no fucking clue, but she did know she was getting that much closer to just offering up Emery as the sacrifice for whatever fucking ritual they were doing.

After Zan was released from his grip, she gave flipped the bird at him before he went on to molest mess with Vincent. She stayed near the edge of the group to watch the events unfold, fully prepared to run the fuck away if the situation called for such.

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    Checkthe clock Roxanne, because time is of the essence. Silently taking the blade and slicing at Luca's hand, then wiping down the blade and slicing at Emery as he did... that weird, Emery thing.

    She just had to ignore her own lady boner from the sudden increase in blood. Delicious, ruby-colored and flowing... blood... Focus, Roxy! She gently made sure to continue bleeding into the cup, reluctantly looking at Vincent and her bag. "I have to keep bleeding in order to make up for the other members we don't have, give me a few more seconds." Opening and closing her hand, she watched as her hand began to drip in a more rapid motion. Man, this cut was going to suck to clean for awhile.

    Keeping her hand hovering as she watched the pool in the cup get larger, she dug out the needed medical supplies and set them by her beloved peasants. Typically, she wasn't the one who was losing a lot of blood - something she might regret later. But that was neither here nor there. Once done, she put down the 'ritual blade' away from the circle, taking a deep, deep breathe.

    It was time to work with the chanting. She'd bandage her own hand after this was said and done, no doubt. Time was ticking, and she wasn't about to actually waste any on something that wasn't life threatening yet.

    "I'm going to start the incantation, I expect everyone to focus on simply summoning the demon, okay?" Roxanne breezed through, taking a hold of the incense holder from Luca. While the ritual began something normal, the more focused she got in it, the farther down the rabbit hole she seemed to go. In fact, she had gotten so into it, she had begun to speak in tongues.

    It began simply - intense wind blowing, the faint glow of the circle - before strange things even began to occur to the technology. The devils number began to blink on the digital clocks, windows rattling. Whatever this girl was doing, it was working, the blood traveling out of the cup and around the outline of the pentagram. Out from a sudden black cloud emerging, came a wisp-like creature that slowly began to solidify, red-like embers emerging from segments of it's head. A twisted grin formed on it's face - but when it's mouth opened? A distorted, demonic scream and grunt escaped it.

    Looks like it couldn't speak to them in any manner they could understand, but the weather and clocks returned to normal as it's red eyes stared at the group. Truth be told? Roxy was pretty close to pissing herself in shook and wooziness.

    Oh... Oh dear God. It... worked?! Fuck! Fuck, fuck fuck, fuck! Frick fracking fuck! She was a vampire queen goddamn it, not a demon summoner! Anxiety and shock aside, the creature itself seemed like it was slowly starting to test it's own ability to turn transparent, it's hand appearing one moment, disappearing the next.

    Invisibility? Apparently, it meant business.

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Any hope Vincent secretly had that perhaps he could get away before the demon arrived was soon shattered as stranger - otherworldly - things began to happen around him. Fearfully he disregarded the fact that Emery had licked his hand with his tongue, and instead began to cling onto him. He knew that in the whole scheme of things if whatever Roxy was summoning wanted him dead, he would be dead, but clutching onto someone was . . . . comforting.

“Hail Mary, full of grace . . . ,” Vincent wasn’t as much of a Catholic as his family was, but he felt that in his final hour he might as well try regain penance.

“Stop being so fucking dramatic,” Lilith shouted angrily, the sound of wind making her unsure if her insult was actually heard. She hoped it had.

Roxy was a sight to behold with her mouth talking in tongues and a faraway gaze that made both Vincent and Lilith feel as though she was too far gone. Vincent began to pray harder, and tightened his grip on Emery before he felt another person clutching at his arm as well.

Lilith looked at him with a harsh glare but remained otherwise silent. Her feet were planted on the ground as to not be swept away with the winds, and her face was neatly tucked into the shoulder of Vincent's. If anyone clutched onto her, she didn’t notice nor did she care.

The wind began to die down however, and in its place came a black mist that reminded her of a black hole. She was sorely tempted to place her hand in the mist to see if would swallow her, but alas L'appel du vide was not strong enough.

However, the sudden emergence of a creature that looked to be straight out of Hell appeared, and with it an ear shattering screech.

God damn, it worked for once and holy fuck was she scared. Vincent was too, but he was too shell shocked to move, nonetheless talk.

Lilith opened her mouth to speak, but it felt too dry and the words would not formulate correctly. She pried her fingers off of Vincent's arm with much effort and began to scrutinize the being more carefully.

The creature’s cowl was shaped like the smoke that came from it’s head and it’s eyes were as red as a human’s heart. Smiling it blinked at them, it’s long talon like fingers turning invisible. The archaic writing that was etched on its skin seemed to glow at, what Lilith assumed, was the beat of it’s heart. Steady and unwavering.

“D-do you think it needs a sacrifice?” She asked tentatively, not knowing if it was wise to speak or not. A loud scream was her answer. Lilith took a step back and in the corner of her eye she spotted Luca and punched him lightly on the back. “What do we do now, you fucking wanted it here!” her voice commanded in a harsh whisper. Her question should have been directed toward Roxy, but the poor girl looked ready to piss herself.

The creature was cool and all, but Lilith decided that she wanted show and tell time to be over.