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Ridralee
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((WARNING: MAY CONTAIN LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE, AND MATURE SCENES.))
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The land quaked while the air carried the poison all over. The world was a wasteland, no doubt. Cities were trashed. The left over water was filthy. Hell, animals even found no reason to stay around. Oasis cities even began to turn green again. In those cities most people worked together to try to build the city to finer and greener glory. The cities in which were all by them selves worked around the broke buildings and each found their own ways to make money. Most made the women go into the line of prostitution. Others worked hard labor trying to rebuild the city. Then there were cities that were completely abandoned due to the overly populated chance of insane Maniacs.
Luckily, the poison was a substance the immune systems were no longer at much harm to. Rare occasions were non of, of course, heard of. Those people tended to take over the city which they lived or sought out to find brethren. The toxin would drove into the lungs and trailed into the brain. There, it blocked all communication of producing civil will. From there, people stopped dead in their tracks and literally would go mad. They couldn't think anymore. They strived over the cannibalistic instincts and completely fell victim. They wanted nothing more than terror and food. The bodies of those victims later down graded in size and mutated into demons of a sort. Their arms lengthened, hands grew larger in every aspect, and the teeth filed to a razor sharp point. The city where they nested was known as the 'Gates of Hell.' It wasn't like the way to hell was actually there... just some made stories to make people believe it. In other locations similar things had formed and 'evolved.' Every other over run city by the creatures, held up different monstrous things. The characteristics of each were far from another in many aspects.
In the case of a city in particular, people were normal. At least normal in their terms. City of Hueat. It was miles upon miles away from the nearest Oasis. Hardly anyone tried to leave the place. Hueat was ran by the local gang who found violence, money, and sex most enjoyable in the world they were given to live in. Kids were mistreated the most. Most were abandoned by birth parents to be raised in a sort of foster care. There the kids were taught how to be sexual and wanted. Yes, the kids were then thrown in the line of Prostitution. It was sad but for this city it's how it was run.
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For a girl in particular, her last run was a few days earlier. The girl was on her way to make something of herself. She had no clue where her feet would take her but she wanted it all different. Her blue hair swayed behind her as she went store to market to buy food and some water. She hadn't had any other clothes so she stuck with her outfit that was for that one old job. A purple skirt draped over her hips as the slits hit almost all the way up. A white top nicely hugged her upper body as it was one thing that wasn't shown. She had very little money. The money she had was from her foster family until she made the poof away. Yes, disappear. She made this deal sort of thing with a generous man, at least he was generous for who he actually was. In return the girl in her late teens received a gift. She wasn't even sure what the gift was yet. Signas sighed eager to find out. Hopefully it wasn't anything too bazaar. Her bare feet walked over the rubble. The city was one that lived around all the wreckage with out trying to clear it out. Placing the bought items in a small bag she snagged, she began to head out the font gate of the city.
A tale broad male stepped in her way and gave a coy smile. "Hey baby... How about we go have some fun." His hand touched her cheek. Another pair of arms wrapped around her waist, and nibbled on her neck. This one she could tell was normal height and very slender. His grip didn't lighten up.
Another male voice, towered over her coming from the balcony to her side. "Where do you think you're going? No one leaves the city." It was easily shown he wasn't that happy. A woman not much older than her draped over his shoulder. The man was just another broad male was strict and just couldn't keep satisfied. He pointed at the men who wrapped around the girl. "Bring 'er up. I want her next." She knew what that meant. Signas was over with those harsh and rough days. Instant rage flowed through her. The ground quaked more than usual as he air grew heavy and large bits of rubble began to crack. The snapping of the newly broken rubble echoed the city. Everything went quiet. The girl's eyes faded to black.
"D-Demon~!!!" The two men backed off her and tried to run. The men stopped dead in their tracks and even began to float upwards about 9 feet above ground. The girl still had her back faced towards them. Their bodies instantly jerked upward as the pummeled fast towards the ground. No hesitation, it happened once more. Their bodies laid motionless on the floor. Her head creaked and twitched as it turned to the side to face Edgar, the man who ran everything. His body trembled then suddenly fell into shredded bits. The woman shrieked as tears rushed down her face like waterfalls.
The gate in front of her made from wall rubble, rusty bob wire, and even recycled fencing exploded causing pieces to fly everywhere. Her feet journeyed forward as she was not aware of what just happened. The black eyes faded into the dark blue ones that were the normal color. First stop, one of the Oasis. Somewhere elsewhere... He stood in his place smiling at the first creature he had made. He began to watch the others just as closely with the evil grin of a mad man who has a set plan.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The land quaked while the air carried the poison all over. The world was a wasteland, no doubt. Cities were trashed. The left over water was filthy. Hell, animals even found no reason to stay around. Oasis cities even began to turn green again. In those cities most people worked together to try to build the city to finer and greener glory. The cities in which were all by them selves worked around the broke buildings and each found their own ways to make money. Most made the women go into the line of prostitution. Others worked hard labor trying to rebuild the city. Then there were cities that were completely abandoned due to the overly populated chance of insane Maniacs.
Luckily, the poison was a substance the immune systems were no longer at much harm to. Rare occasions were non of, of course, heard of. Those people tended to take over the city which they lived or sought out to find brethren. The toxin would drove into the lungs and trailed into the brain. There, it blocked all communication of producing civil will. From there, people stopped dead in their tracks and literally would go mad. They couldn't think anymore. They strived over the cannibalistic instincts and completely fell victim. They wanted nothing more than terror and food. The bodies of those victims later down graded in size and mutated into demons of a sort. Their arms lengthened, hands grew larger in every aspect, and the teeth filed to a razor sharp point. The city where they nested was known as the 'Gates of Hell.' It wasn't like the way to hell was actually there... just some made stories to make people believe it. In other locations similar things had formed and 'evolved.' Every other over run city by the creatures, held up different monstrous things. The characteristics of each were far from another in many aspects.
In the case of a city in particular, people were normal. At least normal in their terms. City of Hueat. It was miles upon miles away from the nearest Oasis. Hardly anyone tried to leave the place. Hueat was ran by the local gang who found violence, money, and sex most enjoyable in the world they were given to live in. Kids were mistreated the most. Most were abandoned by birth parents to be raised in a sort of foster care. There the kids were taught how to be sexual and wanted. Yes, the kids were then thrown in the line of Prostitution. It was sad but for this city it's how it was run.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
For a girl in particular, her last run was a few days earlier. The girl was on her way to make something of herself. She had no clue where her feet would take her but she wanted it all different. Her blue hair swayed behind her as she went store to market to buy food and some water. She hadn't had any other clothes so she stuck with her outfit that was for that one old job. A purple skirt draped over her hips as the slits hit almost all the way up. A white top nicely hugged her upper body as it was one thing that wasn't shown. She had very little money. The money she had was from her foster family until she made the poof away. Yes, disappear. She made this deal sort of thing with a generous man, at least he was generous for who he actually was. In return the girl in her late teens received a gift. She wasn't even sure what the gift was yet. Signas sighed eager to find out. Hopefully it wasn't anything too bazaar. Her bare feet walked over the rubble. The city was one that lived around all the wreckage with out trying to clear it out. Placing the bought items in a small bag she snagged, she began to head out the font gate of the city.
A tale broad male stepped in her way and gave a coy smile. "Hey baby... How about we go have some fun." His hand touched her cheek. Another pair of arms wrapped around her waist, and nibbled on her neck. This one she could tell was normal height and very slender. His grip didn't lighten up.
Another male voice, towered over her coming from the balcony to her side. "Where do you think you're going? No one leaves the city." It was easily shown he wasn't that happy. A woman not much older than her draped over his shoulder. The man was just another broad male was strict and just couldn't keep satisfied. He pointed at the men who wrapped around the girl. "Bring 'er up. I want her next." She knew what that meant. Signas was over with those harsh and rough days. Instant rage flowed through her. The ground quaked more than usual as he air grew heavy and large bits of rubble began to crack. The snapping of the newly broken rubble echoed the city. Everything went quiet. The girl's eyes faded to black.
"D-Demon~!!!" The two men backed off her and tried to run. The men stopped dead in their tracks and even began to float upwards about 9 feet above ground. The girl still had her back faced towards them. Their bodies instantly jerked upward as the pummeled fast towards the ground. No hesitation, it happened once more. Their bodies laid motionless on the floor. Her head creaked and twitched as it turned to the side to face Edgar, the man who ran everything. His body trembled then suddenly fell into shredded bits. The woman shrieked as tears rushed down her face like waterfalls.
The gate in front of her made from wall rubble, rusty bob wire, and even recycled fencing exploded causing pieces to fly everywhere. Her feet journeyed forward as she was not aware of what just happened. The black eyes faded into the dark blue ones that were the normal color. First stop, one of the Oasis. Somewhere elsewhere... He stood in his place smiling at the first creature he had made. He began to watch the others just as closely with the evil grin of a mad man who has a set plan.
