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The Real Blood Seal

Post by Fluffy17 » Fri Feb 18, 2005 12:01 am

Ok first I need to kill the evil female me *kills Aura*

Ok here's the teh new improved Blood Seal A LOT has changed however enjoy :) :

Blood Seal

Art Institute of Chicago

The sounds of chains clinking together and water dripping combined to make a discordant cacophony of noise while every second the beast crept closer, its acidic drool dribbling slowly to the metal plating of the museum's Asian art exhibit floor, sharp claws clicking and the look in its hungry eyes spelling doom for any who met that alien gaze... well all but Lisle Abram, agent of CASE (Chicago Against Supernatural Entities), the only thing separating that thing and her was a tinted glass door.

“Well, who’s going with me?” Lisle asked, loading her .445 Casull. Lisle stuck out like a sore thumb amongst the crowd of other girls in her group. She was taller than any other of the girls, enormously busty, somber, and silent. She wore a constant deadpan expression on her face, which could often be described as gloomy. Lisle was extremely athletic, despite the fact that she confesses that she doesn't normally exercise. She easily beats her friend Ursula Kauchin at any athletic contest (track, baseball, whatever), when they were at school at least. The only thing she had that she shared with most of her friends was her black hair.

“You wanting company on a mission? The sky must be falling then,” Ursula joked at Lisle. Ursula was an energetic lady with narrow violet eyes. Her fine, wavy, black hair is worn in a style that flows like a river. She is tall and has a muscular build. Her skin is tan. She has a domed forehead and large feet. Her wardrobe was classy. She considers herself Lisle’s rival, yet she gets beaten every time.

“I’m a lone wolf, not an idiot,” Lisle answered as she turned on her locator and communicator. “Priscilla stated that there is one inhuman entity and 6 humanoids in there. I’ll take as much help as I need in this situation so Ursula, you are coming with me.” The monster suddenly vanished from view.

“Watch it Lisle, it’s moved.” Priscilla Avery said mounted on her Irish wolfhound, Toke-Toke C. Priscilla was a small 10-year-old with red hair, green eyes and an IQ of 300 and she had an entire communications and scanning center on Toke-Toke C as well.

“Way to state the obvious Prissy.” Isadora St. Clair snapped. Isadora reminded Lisle of an elusive unicorn. She had deep-set yellow eyes. Her fine, straight, orange hair is medium-length and is worn in a polite style. She has a feminine build. Her skin is pale. She has hollow cheeks and small feet. Her wardrobe is modest, and is mostly brown and yellow. “I’ll guard you two from the back.” She continued pulling out her sword called Trinity Edge. With that, Ursula and Lisle entered stealthily in the room where the monster was.

“Um, Priscilla, have any info on this thing?” Ursula asked.

“What, you already found him?”

“Yep, he’s right above us.” Ursula answered. Lisle looked up and there he was, a deformed combination of a jackal, a crow and a dragon on the ceiling, and it began drooling on her. A body of a museum guard suddenly fell from the ceiling as well.

“I’ll handle Slimy here, you check out the other pulses Priscilla got, ok Ursula?” Lisle ordered as she pulled her Casull from the holster. Ursula nodded and then fled. Lisle fired a couple shots at the nameless monster. “Prissy, have a name for this thing yet, because I’m shooting and it isn’t going down.” The monster then reached for Lisle.

“Hang on, hang on.” Priscilla stated. Priscilla was busy reading through some books on demonology. “Ok here we go, it is called a Tajirii.”

“And?” Lisle asked.

“Titled master of delayed reactions, it’ll die soon enough.” Priscilla answered. Lisle then went towards some grunting that sounded like Ursula. She soon found her hyperventilating and looking around as if she was attacked from the shadows.

“What’s wrong Ursula?” Lisle asked her friend, Ursula pointed diagonal, and Lisle looked in he that direction and saw six identical giants with gray, leathery skin, bug eyes and four teeth.

“Giants, and they’re stronger than me, one even broke my coffee thermos.” Ursula pointed out hinting to her broken thermos on the ground with her head.

“Ursula, you’re a strong girl and that’s how you’ll stay.” Lisle began patting Ursula on the back. “That asshat of a giant is strong only in that form.” She continued as she pulled out a small, poorly shaped stuffed animal of a cat that she made and threw it on the ground, it suddenly became a lion and it leaped at one of the giants it then vanished. “Just as I expected.” Lisle whispered as she pulled out some catnip. “Here Slappy, here boy.” She said as she crouched down and began to waddle towards the giants. She had her eyes focused on the catnip and in a few minutes she felt something o her shoulder.

“Yes Mistress?” A shorthaired purple cat asked Lisle. It was wrapped around her like a boa would be around Madonna. He then snatched the catnip from Lisle’s hands.

“Slappy why must you annoy Ursula, you could’ve been helping her?” Lisle asked her feline familiar. Slappy just munched on the leaves, pulled out the stem and then licked Lisle’s face.

“Bigger Fish to fry, but I do admit you have gotten prettier since the last time we’ve met.”

“Which was Halloween, and yes I have to say I have shall we say developed. But what do you expect after 2 years?” Lisle asked.

“Makes sense.” Slappy grumbled jumping down from Lisle’s shoulders and moving towards Ursula. “You’re not known to me, who’s this Lisle?” Slappy asked.

“Ursula Kauchin, Mistress of the art of the Caffeinated Secretary style of fighting.” Ursula stated.

“May I see this art?” Slappy asked.

“Sure.” Ursula said smirking slightly. She then gave Slappy a swift kick in the body and making fly right out of the window. “That’s for breaking my thermos.” She growled.

“Merry Christmas.” Lisle laughed putting it away and exited the exhibit, her 5 compatriots were no where to be seen. “Damn, I missed them.” Lisle muttered as she turning off her communicator and locator.

“Wouldn’t it be smarter to leave them on?” Isadora asked, appearing right in front of her, shocking her for a bit.

“Isadora, what are you doing here?” Lisle asked.

“Date.” Isadora answered

“A date on duty?” Lisle asked.

“You killed Stinky right?” Isadora asked. Lisle nodded. “Then I’m off duty.” Isadora turned on her heel and strode out of the building. Suddenly a hearse came up to the museum and Isadora jumped in the back.

Lisle sighed. “Alright everyone, let’s clean up this mess.” Just then, Slappy came crawling into her view.

“You endured that.” Lisle inquired.

“I’m Slappy the Grimalkin, I die hard.” Slappy said sticking his tongue out.

“Why do we have to clean up after the monster, that’s the investigation division’s job?” Ursula whined.

“Director Percival made the investigation division off duty because of school.” Priscilla answered as she downloaded Solitaire for her communications base.

“Looks like you, Lisle and I are clean-up now.” Ursula stated, but when she turned to where Lisle was standing she was no where to be seen.

“Look Missy, I care about you, really it’s just you’re so uptight.” Slappy told Lisle, who was walking home to her trailer, Slappy was in the form of a cat with wings at the moment hovering around Lisle’s head.

“You know I can shoot you out of the air easily Slappy, but since I just love cute, cuddly things especially felines I’m utterly incapable of doing so.” Lisle growled. She eventually made it to her trailer and went to bed, for tomorrow was a school day.

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Post by Fluffy17 » Fri Feb 18, 2005 12:01 am

Chronicles of Rune Vein: Blood Seal
Chapter two

As Lisle walked to school the one thing that her master Percival of Occult Cabbalism said she should do: Carry a weapon with her at all times. That was what Slappy’s main use to her was, her back-up and stealth weapon where security would disarm her such as a school or an airport. She wondered what mood of weapon Slappy would be in if she ever fought today, sure it was her day off technically but monsters never care about connivance for her or her friends. “Now behave Slappy.” Lisle ordered her pet, Slappy suddenly appeared on her shoulder.

“No problem Missy.” Slappy replied turning into a buckle on Lisle’s backpack. Lisle then saw Ursula smiling that she also got a day off. She went up to her friend to converse for the time until they actually got to school.

“Lucky you don’t have to be stripped of your weapons, I feel so helpless when this happens.” Lisle told Ursula. “I mean you’re a kung-fu mistress.”

“Yep, that’s the problem with you Lisle.” Ursula stated flexing numerous muscles. “You’re dependant on something to fight with, whether you have a gun or a sword, by the way where is that little cat of yours that can turn into stuff.”

“Right here.” Slappy said turning into his natural form and getting perched on Lisle’s shoulder.

“Good, well I heard we’re taking a field trip to the Sears Tower so it’s good you brought him.” Ursula hinted that monsters would obviously attack something as famous as the Sears Tower. “We wont be with Priscilla or Toke-Toke C because well, a 10-year-old on an Irish wolfhound with a communications and location center on it will look suspicious so we won’t be able to keep track of each other.”

“Ok try not to get killed in whatever imaginary world you are in.” Tara Riecer, the class snob cooed eavesdropping into their conversation, Tara made Lisle think of a randy demon known as a succubus. She had deep-set violet eyes. Her silky, straight hair was long and is worn in a precise, practical style. She was very tall and has an Amazonian build. Her skin is tanned lightly. She had a flawless nose. Her wardrobe was risqué like all women who have loved more than once.

“How much did you hear?” Ursula snapped getting in a very defensive tone.

“Everything, and I suppose that your ventriloquist act is going well.” Tara stated staring at Slappy (who actually turned into a ventriloquist dummy).

“Uh yeah, ventriloquist.” Lisle said fumbling her words. The three girls then rushed to the bus where they will go to the Sears Tower for a field trip. Ursula and Lisle sat next to each other. Ursula cracked her knuckles, flexed her fingers and other exercises while Lisle began talking to Slappy about what weapon he will become.

“I think I’ll be a firearm of some sort, I ate a heavy breakfast.” Slappy whispered. Lisle smiled at this, she was never the melee specialist she left that to Ursula. Ursula and Lisle spaced out after those two things though they could easily hear Tara and her friends talk about their new boyfriends, jewelry and what not. Until they got to the tower Slappy assumed the form of a key chain on Lisle’s backpack.

“I’ll tell ya when to transform.” Lisle whispered to him as they entered to the tower’s main hall. “See anything Ursula?” She asked her tanned friend. Ursula jumped back a bit in shock.

“Izzy and Prissy are here.” Ursula whispered.

“Umm, who’s Izzy?” Lisle inquired completely clueless.

“Perhaps you know her as Dory?” Ursula continued elaborating on her statement.

“Nope never heard of her.” Lisle answered. She then squinted towards the two figures (one was obviously Priscilla as she was mounted on a dog-like creature with a satellite on its head) but the other one was actually Isadora.

“Please call them by their full name and not some childish nickname I know nothing about.” Lisle stated. Suddenly an alarm went off as well as gunfire. Lisle smiled.

“Hey Slappy, it’s your time to shine.” She stated as she grabbed Slappy and he turned into a .445 Casull. Ursula knew it time to unleash her unique fighting style: The Art of the Caffeinated Secretary. She took out her newly bought coffee thermos and sipped some.

“You go on ahead, gotta wait till I get the effect.” Ursula ordered as she started flex her arms and fingers. Lisle nodded and advanced towards the noise. She soon found the intruding demons, tall five-eyed apes with green fur. They crawled dragging their muscular arms along the ground. Lisle fired her heavy caliber gun at one it’s arms, blowing right off, the arm moved on it own suddenly.

“Well that’s unexpected.” Lisle mumbled. “But due to process of elimination nothing good can come of me shooting the arm because of horror movies I’ll continue shooting the ape thing.” Lisle proceeded to do so and her assumption was correct it fell down dead. She fired a couple more rounds at some more apes that came from behind. Ursula eventually supplied backup, quickly crushing her opponents with devastating blows. Priscilla and Isadora (going completely undetected by the metal detectors) also joined in the fray. Priscilla charged towards Lisle, handing her a pulse detector.

“Take this, we’ve evacuated all but one human.” Priscilla stated. “I want you to rescue it.” Lisle shrugged, grunted and the turned her back on Priscilla.

“Slappy, turning into a light-caliber gun.” Lisle ordered Slappy. Slappy in response turned into a derringer. Lisle glared at the disobedience of her familiar. “I said: light-caliber, not piss-caliber.” She grumbled rolling her eyes. Slappy laughed then turned into a 7mm Mauser. Lisle then grabbed Slappy and followed the pulses of the monster and the human hostage. She soon came to them, between a grotesque red, greasy-winged ape-like insectoid was Rhea Dominicka, the fiery, independent, trustworthy and responsible Student Representative of Education for the USA. She and even sometimes adults intimidate both girls and boys. However, deep down she has emotional fuzzy feelings too. She just rarely showed them, Lisle knew this for they were lovers.

“I know you don’t have what it takes to shoot your own lover to get to me Lisle Abram.” The demon growled. Lisle lowered her gun and Slappy reverted back into his cat form.

“What’s the word Mistress, should we let him go?” Slappy asked. Lisle looked at him in her usual deadpan expression.

“No, I can’t do it.” Lisle stated as she pulled a small, stuffed dog that she made from her belt and threw it right behind the demon. “But that can.” She stated smirking.

“What an inanimate object?” The demon inquired laughing at Lisle’s decision. Suddenly a giant, black dog appeared behind the demon, grabbing him by the jugular and the two started fighting it out. The demon dropped Rhea; Rhea looked a lot like Lisle. She had brown hair that could be passed for black, brown eyes (just like Lisle), she lacked the bust size of her mate yet her other two measurements made up for it. She was also far more outgoing and colorful in dress style, unlike Lisle who was almost always monochrome. Also aside from her relationship with Lisle she actually had past affairs with some of the most handsome, athletic and in other words famous men in her 16-year-old age group before she fell in love with Lisle.

“Are you alright?” Lisle inquired caressing Rhea’s breasts.

“Yes I am.” Rhea stated faintly, she then fainted.

“Slappy.” Lisle began. “If that Grim Hound falls before the demon I want you to cover me and bring Rhea to safety… this IS AN ORDER!” Slappy suddenly gave a rare look of loyalty and saluted his mistress as Lisle began to trek her lover to safety.

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Post by Fluffy17 » Fri Feb 18, 2005 12:02 am

Blood Seal
Chapter 3: Blood of Blitzberg

Lisle carried Rhea back to her trailer; she checked Rhea’s pulse and her breathing, both were normal. Priscilla then hooked her up to a life support just to be safe. “That demon knew too much about me just to be a mere assailant.” Lisle pointed out. “It knew my girlfriend.”

“Exactly what I was thinking.” Priscilla stated typing on her laptop.

“Wait, you weren’t even there, how do you know what the demon said?” Lisle asked. Priscilla pointed to the locator and Lisle noticed there was a red part on it.

“That little magician records everything you say right do me.” Priscilla stated proudly. “It’s made from a police siren.” Priscilla gloated as she looked over the interior of Lisle’s trailer. “You sure you don’t want this place made into an APC?” Priscilla asked. “I got the treads and machine guns?”

“Priscilla, we’ve been over this 38-43 times, no I don’t want my trailer made into an APC.” Lisle groaned rolling her eyes. Rhea then woke up from her comatose and the two lovers kissed each other, glad to see each other. Isadora then walked in with the mail; it contained a package and a letter addressed to Rhea.

“The package is from your Aunt Louise, Lisle.” Isadora told her. “Rhea’s letter is from Thailand.” Rhea tool the letter and opened it, Lisle did the same with her package. The package and it contained all of her personal possessions she left her aunt’s house such as her stuffed dragon Marty, her heart-shaped locket, and her lamp for Slappy as well as some of Aunt Louise’s legendary various cookies.

“Finally.” Slappy said waking up from sleeping next to Rhea, he then spit-shined his lamp. “Wondering where this was, for 3 months I’ve had to sleep on your mattress Lisle, and that sucks.” Slappy then took an oatmeal raisin cookie and began to eat it.

“Your Aunt Louise sure is thoughtful to bring all of this to your CASE issued trailer.” Isadora, Rhea and Priscilla all told Lisle as they had chocolate chip cookies.

“Especially the cookies.” Slappy commented as he went for seconds. Priscilla’s eyes then bugged out in shock. Slappy had a look of shame, remembering why he shouldn’t have said “cookies”.

“Ursula enters the room in 3…2.” Isadora said being the killjoy she was (and the polar opposite of Ursula).

“WHERE’S THE COOKIES!?” Ursula asked as she busted through the door of the trailer. She began searching for them until she saw them she then lunged at it like a jaguar on a gnu, helk, okapi, heartebeast, bison or any other ungulate and began to gorge herself with cookies.

“Ursula, one at a time.” Isadora ordered in her usual civilized tone.

“What, and eat cookies with silverware like you?” Ursula snapped, spilling crumbs from her mouth. “What does the letter say Rhea?”

“Well I’m supposed to go to the Thai embassy.” Rhea answered still bedridden. “They have been some civil disorder and it has been disrupting education so they want me to quell it.”

“Can we come too?” Ursula asked curiously.

“I guess you can, they have been many assassination attempts on me.” Rhea answered. “So I need bodyguards.”

“Yay, it’s been ages since I’ve been to Thailand!” Ursula yelled Isadora raised an eyebrow.

“You’ve been to Thailand?” Isadora asked skeptically as she sharpened Trinity Edge. “Why and how?”

“That’s where my master of Caffeinated Secretary, So-Mei lives there for your information you stuck-up little prick.” Ursula snapped. “Plus they have this cool Thai food restaurant called Thai and Dye where after you eat you get a tie-dyed shirt.” Ursula rambled. Isadora rolled her eyes, making hand gestures of a mouth talking.

“Then it is agreed, I’ll get my metal detector jammer.” Priscilla said as she jumped on Toke Toke C and began to attach many apparatuses to him.

“Trinity Edge is ready.” Isadora stated holding out her rapier out.

“I’m always ready.” Ursula said sneering at Isadora, she then opened the fridge and asked Lisle the oddest question. “Leftover coffee or Mountain Dew?” She asked.

“Mountain Dew please.” Lisle said disgusted by the thought of ice-cold coffee. Lisle then kissed Rhea again then motioned to Slappy that the two needed to check out their equipment. They went to their own quarters and examined Lisle’s weapons.

“. 445 Casull, .44 Magnum, Smith and Wesson .45, or the 7mm Mauser which one?” Lisle asked the Grimalkin. Slappy his paw under his chin, thinking he then smiled then turned into a Desert Eagle.

“Perfect.” Lisle said putting Slappy into a holster on her utility belt like a gunslinger. She then headed out the door. “We’re off to the airport girls.”

“Wait.” Priscilla said. She was on Toke Toke C and holding an ammo clip to give to Lisle. “Made ‘em myself. Whatever the great novelists of horror gave the weaknesses to monsters are in there: silver shavings, holy water, white oak… the works.” She grunted smiling at the end. Lisle took the bullets, Slappy then turned back into the catlike creature he was and then gulped down the bullets like they were candy then reverted back to the Desert Eagle form.

“Even better.” Lisle stated as CASE and Rhea went into their hearse and drove to the airport. When they got their security was no trouble since they had their badges (well Priscilla also had that metal detector-jamming device) but they went on a very uneventful flight anyway.

Thailand

“Well girls, I’m off to the embassy.” Rhea notified her friends.

“Great, we’ll come with you.” Priscilla and Isadora said. “Lisle, you take care of that brat Ursula.”

“Uh ok.” Lisle said confused why she wasn’t assigned to guard her own lover. The three left to the US embassy in Thailand. But when Lisle turned around, no Ursula. She was guessing that she was eating lunch or something so she began to sightsee with Slappy into his natural form perched on her shoulder.

“OK Slappy remember, just don’t talk.” Lisle ordered Slappy.

“No problem Lisle.” Slappy purred. Suddenly an unfamiliar voice cried out something rather surprising.

“You’re Lisle Abram.” It said. Lisle turned around and saw a boy who was skipping rocks not even ten feet away from them.

“Great, our cover’s blown.” Slappy whispered to Lisle. “I’m telling you little boys and girls like you are bad news.”

“How do you know he knows I’m a lesbian?” Lisle inquired in the same tone. She then turned to the boy. “I mean… uh hi.” She said not thinking clearly. Lame. She thought. Very lame. Maybe nine, dressed in dirty jeans and a shirt with a coke logo on it. He gaped as any admirer of a female celebrity, love struck. Lisle mumbled a cliché line that was actually true.

“I have a lover.” She mumbled. The boy gave her a puzzled look.

“I just want you to get my ring from that cave, I’m too scared as it is rumerod that a dragon named Eleanor lives in it.” The boy requested pointing to a nondescript cave. Lisle smiled at this proposal.

“It’s a deal, little tike.” She said. “Slappy turning into that Desert Eagle, we’re going Dragon Slaying.” Slappy did just that and Lisle told the boy to stay put as she entered the cave. She easily found the ring and gave it back to the boy.

“Thanks, by the way was there a dragon in there?” The boy asked.

“I’ll check on that again.” Lisle stated grinning. “I like you boy, name please.”

“Jerry.” He stated. Lisle kept the smile she had on, no gloominess for her now as she reentered the cave, she trekked deeper, with Slappy in hand. She then saw a large, blood red seal that could be held with both hands. She reached for it but a powerful vice growled.

“I am Eleanor, guardian of the Blood Seal of the legendary heroine Trisiphone Mageara Blitzberg!” It roared. A dragon about 7 feet tall came into view; it was bipedal and had a vulpine head and a dinosaur body. “Only one who carries her blood as well may touch and use the seal, many a warrior of all genders and races have tried and failed, who might you be?” It asked.

“Lisle Abram.” Lisle answered defiantly.

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Post by Fluffy17 » Fri Feb 18, 2005 12:02 am

Blood Seal Chapter 4: The Blade Bishop and his Cannibalistic Companion

“I wish to accept the challenge you give me Eleanor.” Lisle said. She felt queasy when she said this; she had no clue on what would happen next. Would the dragon give her a test as in a fight will she just have to touch the Blood Seal and if she died touching she lost?

“Fine, touch the seal Lisle.” Eleanor ordered. “For that is how it measures your piety.” As Lisle neared the seal, Slappy turned into his natural form.

“You really think you should be doing this?” Slappy asked his mistress. Lisle nodded, for she never knew her parents and would do anything to find out about them, even at the cost of her life sometimes. She touched the seal, it suddenly was absorbed through her palm, and she collapsed to her knees.

“It has accepted you as its inheritor, now go claim Trisiphone’s blade.” Eleanor ordered. “Get up Lisle!” Lisle slowly got up, and saw a curved blade neutral in color, completely neutral. It was double-edged and the cross guard was nondescript, however there was an inscription on the blade: Only a contradiction may wield. Next to it was a rainbow-colored scabbard.

“What does that mean?” Lisle asked Slappy raising an eyebrow. Slappy shrugged, as clueless as his mistress was.

“I say why not take the sword, it’s perfectly acceptable for you to do so.” Slappy stated. “I mean come on the guardian stated you’re valid for it.” Lisle shrugged as Slappy pointed out that obvious statement she forgot. She took the blade, which was fairly light for its size. She then left the cave, as Eleanor motioned to leave and as she left the cave, Lisle saw a very familiar figure, it was Ursula… running around in circles yelling incoherently.

“Hey, hey, hey!” Lisle chortled having some… emotion in her voice for the first time in her life. “She’s singing our song.”

“Then our song sucks!” Slappy shouted turning into a desert eagle. Lisle put her hand up.

“Let’s see what this sword has.” Lisle said pulling it from the scabbard. Slappy had a look of anger on his face and shoved the sword back, almost slitting Lisle’s arms.

“Use me! Please!” Slappy begged. Lisle rolled her eyes and grabbed his tail, with that Slappy turned into a desert eagle. Lisle then rushed to Ursula, well rushed into her as Ursula collided with her.

“OWWWWW!” Lisle shouted rubbing her head. Ursula stopped running around and blinked many times until she suddenly knew who she was looking at.

“Lilly!” Ursula shouted hugging Lisle. Lisle was pleasantly surprised of this, for Ursula was quite the hugger. “Now we can fight.” She suddenly said.

“Huh, you mean duel?” Lisle asked completely puzzled by Ursula’s usual stupid behavior.

“Call it what we will but we’ve fought many times 78 time you’ve won and 77 times I’ve won, now let’s get busy.” Ursula said putting her fists up.

“Um, let’s just say you won this match too.” Lisle proposed.

“WHAT?!” Ursula shouted. “And you call yourself the strongest martial artist in the world.”

“I don’t remember ever saying that.” Lisle said she then turned around and began to walk towards the main road, Ursula then kicked her right in the buttocks and suddenly Lisle’s leg was caught in a snare, and she was upside down hanging from a branch.

“A booby trap.” Ursula stated as she examined Lisle’s now bare abdominal muscles, she then pulled her shirt off and examined her breasts.

“Hmmm your boobs are more in front of mine than I thought.” She stated as she pulled out measuring tape and measured both of their busts.

“What the hell do you mean?” Lisle asked.

“Your boobs are 8 centimeters larger than mine are, last year they were only 5.” Ursula stated. “Now I’m gonna use you as a boxing dummy.” Ursula said giving Lisle a twisted smile, but as she was about to throw a punch, Ursula’s leg got caught in a snare and up she went too.

“Awwww damn it.” She muttered as she tried to remove her constraints.

“Hold it right there!” A masculine voice ordered.

“Yeah, you’re our food.” Another masculine voice hissed.

“No Myujin, we shouldn’t eat such two delicate specimens of the female side of our race.” The first one ordered. Two men were suddenly visible, one was a handsome man in his early 20s or late teens, with jet-black hair in a ponytail, his spectacled brown eyes aimed at Ursula. He had two swords on his left side and he wore a yellow robe. The other man, had a rugged, almost animalistic look to him, he was also probably as old as his companion but he looked a whole lot older due to his stubble and he was a bit shorter than his friend was. His blade was battered yet still sharp somehow. He wore a red vest and brown pants.

“Bah they’re in the trap I say we eat them!” The short man in the red vest and stubble shouted as he swung his sword at the man with the ponytail in the yellow robe. They had a mild skirmish where no blood was shed or spilt that ended in the man with the ponytail kicking the man with stubble through a bamboo tree. He then cut the ropes that held Lisle and Ursula.

“Look Myujin, before you take life you must get one.” The man stated as he sheathed his sword. “Good day my ladies, I am Lenault, the Blade Bishop and the cannibal is my companion Myujin.”

“Nice to meet ya Lenny Wenny.” Ursula snipped. “I’m Ursula Kauchin, Mistress of the Art of the Caffeinated Secretary and this is my friend and compatriot Lisle Abram and her pet grimalkin, Slappy.” She said.

“Hmmm, you appear to be of the demon hunting class of people, perhaps you can be of some use to us, for we are hunting a powerful demon and we need all the help we can get.”

“Then CASE is on the CASE with you Lenny!” Ursula shouted. “What’s the demon’s name? Aku, Soku, Zan, Raiden, Thor, Zeus, Honey, Kissy, Brittany Spears?”

“His name is Arahsum.” Lenault stated stiffly. Lisle and Ursula gulped.

“ARAHUSM’S THE DEMON AND DEVIL LORD THOUGH!” Ursula yelled. “YOU’RE CRAZY!”

“Maybe, but you obviously haven’t heard of Lenault, master and founder of the sword style of Banishing Star.” Priscilla stated, as she suddenly appeared riding Toke Toke C and flanking her was Isadora.

“Prissy you’re alive, and so are you Izzy!” Ursula yelled.

“Yes unfortunately you are too.” Isadora sighed, sad that she wasn’t rid of the moron Ursula.

“Well now that CASE is back together, I’m willing to challenge even Arahsum!” Ursula shouted.

“Wait Arahsum?” Priscilla asked. She pulled out a laptop and looked up “Arahsum” and she wasn’t pleased with the results…

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Blood Seal: Arahsum

“Arahsum: Lord of all Demons and devils, powers are immense yet still unknown to most extent.” Priscilla stated.

“How’s Rhea, Isadora?” Lisle asked in a worried tone that she always spoke in when speaking about her girlfriend.

“She’s fine she’ll be back in the US by tomorrow or such.” Isadora answered.

“Or so Isadora, so.” Priscilla corrected her compatriot.

“Haha, Izzy got told off by a 10-year-old.” Ursula giggled. A paper fan smack via Isadora answered her.

“The only I bought this is so I can give you a nasty paper cut on the face ya know Ursula?” Isadora asked.

“Man you four sure can gab!” Lenault shouted at the four girls. The girls then stared at Lenault. “You do know you should give me gratitude but you give me ridicule.”

“Well maybe you should elaborate on how we should defeat Arahsum then.” Priscilla snapped rolling her eyes.

“I say the munchkin is right.” Ryu-gen told Lenault. Lenault sighed and then began to speak.

“Look, my friend and I are on to FIND a weakness to Arahsum, if you four really live up to your best demon slayers in the world you should join forces with me.” Lenault sharply said.

“And why, just because we pool resources doesn’t mean we’re better off?” Priscilla asked. “Not to mention if we’re the best why don’t you just pay us to kill Arahsum?”

“Simple, I don’t believe you four are the best they are.” Lenault answered arrogantly. “I actually consider you frauds I mean you four are only children and Slappy can merely turn into all of your “enemies” for you so why should I believe you?”

“That’s it we’ll join forces with you just so you can see the Art of the Caffienated Secretary in action!” Ursula yelled. Suddenly a guttural voice grunted at Ursula.

“You, the lass in the tie-dye shirt.” It said.

“Uh-oh.” Ursula whispered looking down at her Thai, Dye and Dine T-shirt. She then turned to a man who stood 5'10", with a lean build and deeply tanned skin. His black hair is worn in an amazing variety of dreadlocks and braids, and strung with an assortment of beads, baubles, and what looked like stones. He wore tight blue jeans, black muscle shirts and a vest of indescribable ugly pastel colors. He was certainly not a fashion plate.

“OK Ursula, who did you kill?” Isadora asked.

“Nobody honestly.” Ursula stated sheepishly.

“You don’t sound honest.” Priscilla pointed out.

“That’s because she’s a liar and she killed my student and today is the day you die.” The man growled.

“Fine, now you’re gonna know what it feels like to be a total loser!” Ursula shouted as she got into a fighting stance.

“Yeah you’ve felt it for a long time Ursula.” Isadora mumbled then giggled.

“What was that?” Ursula snapped. “Oh no matter, you’re a disgrace to humanity.”

“Your standards of humanity are so low, I take that a compliment.” Isadora countered.

“THAT’S IT!” Ursula yelled as she then leaped on Isadora and they began to pummel each other.

“I’ll break it up, Lisle you handle the guy.” Priscilla answered as she rode Toke Toke C. towards the battling rivals. Lisle stepped towards her opponents and suddenly began to feel warm.

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Post by Joseph » Sun Feb 20, 2005 8:02 pm

Good stuff who ever you really are. Just skimmed it. I'll try to give some concrete feedback later.

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Post by Ewen Brown » Sun Feb 20, 2005 10:35 pm

10-year-old with an IQ of 300

that's completely useless
Ursula, Priscilla, Isadora

you have a talent for terrible names
Titled master of delayed reactions, it’ll die soon enough
ha, good one
Caffeinated Secretary style of fighting
ha, another good one
Lisle inquired caressing Rhea’s breasts
she then pulled her shirt off and examined her breasts.
huh… ok, wth is wrong with these people
Bah they’re in the trap I say we eat them!
ha, that makes 3

other general comments:

*i suppose the Supernatural Entities can be given a more in depth description

*there are some typos, grammatical issues and a few points where i think there was a word missing

*let me guess the main characters grew up in an orphanage where they were often subjected to the effects of hallucinogens
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Post by Petor23 » Sun Feb 20, 2005 11:34 pm

My god... people are actually reading this shite?

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Post by Spider » Mon Feb 21, 2005 12:04 am

Be nice. If you want to critique something fine, but be constructive.

Calling something shite (without even readng it?) is not accepted in this forum.
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Post by Fluffy17 » Thu Mar 03, 2005 3:20 am

Here's the final part of Blood Seal, it then splits into two stories: Cambodian Cinderella and

Blood Seal: Arahsum

“Arahsum: Lord of all Demons and devils, powers are immense yet still unknown to most extent.” Priscilla stated.

“How’s Rhea, Isadora?” Lisle asked in a worried tone that she always spoke in when speaking about her girlfriend.

“She’s fine she’ll be back in the US by tomorrow or such.” Isadora answered.

“Or so Isadora, so.” Priscilla corrected her compatriot.

“Haha, Izzy got told off by a 10-year-old.” Ursula giggled. A paper fan smack via Isadora answered her.

“The only I bought this is so I can give you a nasty paper cut on the face ya know Ursula?” Isadora asked.

“Man you four sure can gab!” Lenault shouted at the four girls. The girls then stared at Lenault. “You do know you should give me gratitude but you give me ridicule.”

“Well maybe you should elaborate on how we should defeat Arahsum then.” Priscilla snapped rolling her eyes.

“I say the munchkin is right.” Ryu-gen told Lenault. Lenault sighed and then began to speak.

“Look, my friend and I are on to FIND a weakness to Arahsum, if you four really live up to your best demon slayers in the world you should join forces with me.” Lenault sharply said.

“And why, just because we pool resources doesn’t mean we’re better off?” Priscilla asked. “Not to mention if we’re the best why don’t you just pay us to kill Arahsum?”

“Simple, I don’t believe you four are the best they are.” Lenault answered arrogantly. “I actually consider you frauds I mean you four are only children and Slappy can merely turn into all of your “enemies” for you so why should I believe you?”

“That’s it we’ll join forces with you just so you can see the Art of the Caffienated Secretary in action!” Ursula yelled. Suddenly a guttural voice grunted at Ursula.

“You, the lass in the tie-dye shirt.” It said.

“Uh-oh.” Ursula whispered looking down at her Thai, Dye and Dine T-shirt. She then turned to a man who stood 5'10", with a lean build and deeply tanned skin. His black hair is worn in an amazing variety of dreadlocks and braids, and strung with an assortment of beads, baubles, and what looked like stones. He wore tight blue jeans, black muscle shirts and a vest of indescribable ugly pastel colors. He was certainly not a fashion plate.

“OK Ursula, who did you kill?” Isadora asked.

“Nobody honestly.” Ursula stated sheepishly.

“You don’t sound honest.” Priscilla pointed out.

“That’s because she’s a liar and she killed my student and today is the day you die.” The man growled.

“Fine, now you’re gonna know what it feels like to be a total loser!” Ursula shouted as she got into a fighting stance.

“Yeah you’ve felt like that for a long time Ursula.” Isadora mumbled then giggled.

“What was that?” Ursula snapped. “Oh no matter, you’re a disgrace to humanity.”

“Your standards of humanity are so low, I take that a compliment.” Isadora countered.

“THAT’S IT!” Ursula yelled as she then leaped on Isadora and they began to pummel each other.

“I’ll break it up, Lisle you handle the guy.” Priscilla answered as she rode Toke Toke C. towards the battling rivals. Lisle stepped towards her opponents and suddenly began to feel warm.

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Post by Gorth » Thu Mar 03, 2005 3:26 am

Story is always a subjective thing, but there are a few technical things you need to work on. Stuff like punctuation and grammatical correctness springs to mind. It might sound like a trivial thing, but a bit of polish does give a better impression, especially in creative writing :)
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