The Sweetest Time of The Year

Sun Sep 16, 2018 9:31 pm

The Melody

Artist: Carrotwine - Song: Dark Side Of The Road

Unlike every other day, the girl didn’t get up at the sound of the alarm. In fact, beyond shutting it off for good, it looked as though she wanted to sleep not just through the day, but even way past into the night. It was Halloween, and it was among the worst days in the world for her. However it seemed at the same time, someone else in her home was more than ready and anxiously awaiting nightfall. As Sofia struggled in the bed, covering herself with blankets and hoping she had the ease of falling asleep quickly, Sophie was in the kitchen handling who knew what, and talking over the phone to who knew who. Had everything continued the same everything would’ve been fined. Maybe the Quincy would have slept enough to purposely ignore the duties such a day entailed, but alas, she could not.

”Up up, and away!” The voice was quick and high pitched, but just as quick was the body slam of Sophie as she sat over Sofia.

”The hell is your problem??” yelled out Sofia before kicking the girl off the bed. ”You can’t wake me up like that!”

The kick had sent Sophie flying up past the bed and into the space between the frame and the cabinets. After some head rubbing and some ear wiggling, she opened the drawers and began tossing clothing items back at the Quincy. It was nothing out of the ordinary but it seemed like she was far more intent on getting Sofia to do what she had to do. Finally settling on a pretty basic set of matching black outfits, she handed one off to her friend and kept the other. Without shame or remorse, she jumped into the bed, and began to change into it right before Sofia as she spoke.

”It’s Halloween,” said Sophie putting on the skirt, ”It’s that night where normal people get to be sluts, and where everyone else gets to be like they’re the rest of the year. But, you know we have to patrol for spiritual beings wanting to take advantage of the craze and the chaos for some frenzy feeding.”

”Can you like, change somewhere else?” asked Sofia with her hands covering her eyes despite the obvious gap between her fingers. ”I don’t need to be reminded what you look like outside of clothes every time.”

With a semi playful smirk, Sophie agreed and headed to the nearest one of their three bathrooms to change. The girl was right though. The day would be one as full of candy, parties, music, sluts, drugs, and sex, as it would be a time for opportunistic beings to frenzy feed on the weaker spiritual beings. Nowadays each organization and faction kept a tighter hold of their people, so the chaos to ensue would likely be limited to certain areas, but it needed attention nonetheless. In an effort to help with security, Sofia had volunteered for the mission. It seemed like the right thing to do while allowing her men to attend the festivities in any lawful way they wanted to. Sophie was meant to stay home and hand out candy but she was a difficult one to convince. Besides, her friend had seemingly ordered a set of costumes that would arrive that morning. It was hardly necessary, but she was as curious as she was scared as to the choice her friend had made. She didn’t have a nice track record for making the most sensible or socially acceptable decisions.

Mon Sep 24, 2018 10:26 am

@shizuo

THE BLACK KING EMERGES

Artist: Undertale OST - Song: Your Best Friend - Word Count: 914

Why anyone would want to dress up as one of the spooky ghosts, or monsters that plagued their realm on a regular basis always had perplexed demonica. Even after being on earth for many years she still hadn’t quite understood the sentiment of dressing up in something other than themselves. Still, sofia had invited her to come, and she had the notion that it would be best to learn about these strange cultures, rather than deny them and just continue to pretend they were just some weird way humans deigned to pass the time. It was this thought process that had the demoness standing outside sofia’s door about to knock her own clothing in tow. She hadn’t known quite what to wear, and thus she simply had allowed her demonic nature to show. The faint angularity of the ears, the pointed black tail that swayed from her rump, the ruby red eyes, and pale complexion. Even tiny black wings adorned her back to complete the ensemble.

Her hand however stopped just before knocking on the door. The tusseling, exclamations, and crashing that was generally going on in sofia’s room was more than enough of an indicator that things were taking a turn for the interesting in there. While she was sure sofia wouldn’t mind if she came in, she’d pause for a few seconds more before knocking, and letting herself in. Demonica paused at the threshold though as her eyes took in the chaos that was unfolding in front of her. Clothing was everywhere, shoes were strewn about the floor, one of the bathrooms had the distinct noise of rushing water, it just in short looked like a bomb had gone off in sofia’s room.

Demonica kept her own comments on that to herself, and rather than complain, she bent over in the dark black victorian style dress she was wearing. Complete with a tiny little hat on top, all of which went very well with the typical demon-like features she was sporting at this time. Her bust was painfully perked up in the tight corset that she wore underneath the dress, keeping with traditionally how everything was put on of course, the demon had probably spent more than 40 minutes (and a few minutes of good ol demon tricks) to get herself looking as jazzed up as she currently was. She had been under the assumption they’d be ready to go as soon as she got there, but she was fine doing this too.

Admittedly as she began folding stuff up, and sorting stuff into piles, some of the undergarments that sofia owned were. . the definition of risque. The demoness had a faint flush on her face after picking up an especially lacey black bra which seemed to be slightly see-through and left virtually nothing to the imagination. After helping her sort, she plopped down into a chair, making sure to smooth out the ruffles in her dress so she wouldn’t crease it anywhere as she then glanced at sofia and said in a faint tone.

”I am here, to do this strange thing you call halloween. . . “

Demonica paused, as if searching for more to say. Motivational speeches and warcrys she could do easily. Small talk, and gentle, caring conversation? She was absolute shit at those things. She could already tell she was going to need to brush up on her social skills ASAP.

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Sun Sep 30, 2018 3:49 pm

The Melody

Artist: Carrotwine - Song: Dark Side Of The Road

Luckily for Sofia by the time Demonica walked in, she was mostly all dressed up. There was nothing too out of the ordinary about her outfit. It was just a mostly black outfit resembling the sort of school uniform only weebs and other perverts would swoon over; but Sophie liked it and so did she. Although they were meant to match, Sophie’s would actually turn out to be white with black accents as oppossed to the other way around. Nonetheless when the Demon walked in, the Quincy greeted her with a smile. It was obvious the two had made some strides in something more than business and war-related endeavors. It was difficult to say whether they already engaged in what entailed a formal relationship by modern standards, but it definitely looked like it.

”You look nice,” said Sofia soft and calmy as she gave her a smile. ”It looks really great on y-”

”Bitching!” yelled out Sophie as she peeked from within the bathroom door. ”But we’re not going to a convent, so we’ll make sure to find you something naughty enough for tonight so you can fit in among the rest of the part time and full time thots.”

Sitting on the bed, Sofia was about ready to kick the door down, press a foot over her whatever she was and bet her to a pulp. But alas she did not, since knowing how depraved and weird Sophie was, she probably would’ve ended up enjoying it and making even more embarassing anyways. Her frustration and annoyment took a backseat when a new player entered the scene. Ulv? What? She recognized the girl, and even after she had said what her business there was, it sort of confused her to some extent. Before she could really react to the situation Sophie jumped the wolf girl from behind.

”Package for me too,” said the only Quincy in the room with a set of cat ears and the biggest set of plot devices.

She took one item out of the box, just before she was dragged away by Ulv, leaving the box somewhere near Sofia. It took a good minute or so to piece the situation together, but she did. It looked like the box contained whatever outfit Sophie had bought for the two of them to wear that night. With Sophie and Ulv gone from the room she couldn’t blame anyone if she didn’t like it. So looking at Demonica for a moment she turned back into the box before her eyes widened to unrealistic degrees. The outfit… That outfit. No. Why. No.

”Sophie!!!”

At the other end of the house, Sophie, now with Ulv could clearly hear the scream. She was actually thankful Ulv came when she did, as a fight would have certainly ensued as soon as Sofia looked into the box. The outfit was just a police officer outfit, somewhat similar in design to the Quincy outfit save for the color and badges. However, being Halloween, otherwise known as Tricks and Thots day, it was modified to be more fitting of such an ocassion. Its not like Sofia wasn’t used to outfits that could fit the description but this one sort of pushed the envelope further. But for the sake of blending into the night and doing their job properly, Sophie figured it was best to fit in. Regardless they would not wear the outfits till much later that day. Sofia still needed to chill with Demonica and take her out to pick her outfit. As for Ulv? That was up to Sophie to handle.

Fri Oct 05, 2018 6:05 pm

...Was everyone always this energetic? Demonica honestly wondered sometimes what she had gotten herself into, especially around Sofia and her unique possie. This energetic doppelganger with cat-ears certainly seemed to be the lewder of the two of them. Thankfully, the bundle of energy eventually would be escorted out, even as demonica sat there trying to piece together what Sophie had stated about her inappropriate attire. Unbeknownst to Sophie, Demonica had Misconstrued from those comments that this costume was meant for her.

Utilizing the moment that Sofia began to freak out, Demonica coughed faintly and said in a soft voice.

"I'm going to use your restroom really quickly."

Sofia was busy freaking out so Demonica just scooped the box up and slipped silently into the bathroom, the lock clicking into place. Shucking her previous clothes, the demoness began the process of adorning herself in the police uniform. Undoubtedly self-conscious the girl managed to wear the clothes properly before glancing into the mirror faintly. It was oddly risque, the clothes snuggly fit her body, far more than her previous attire had. It accentuated her curves as well, highlighting where they all should be in a spectacular manner. Demonica though hesitated to leave the bathroom, it was somewhat an embarrassing thing to wear after all. Demonica was a bit skeptical that such a thing could be worn in public as well.

Pausing for a moment to collect herself, Demonica seemed to take a few deep breaths to steady her nerves, before she popped open the door and sat back down in the chair, only now she was wearing the uniform that Sofia had been aghast about. Demonica crossed her legs faintly as she glanced at Sofia and arched a brow. A warrior through and through, the demoness was not ashamed of her body, even though the concept of wearing something like this caused a blush to rise to the surface of her features for an entirely different reason.

After she waited a few moments more to gather herself, Demonica made her way towards the door. They still had to find Sofia something to wear, and while admittedly the thought of her going into public with this outfit was rather mortifying she still was going to go through with it. Stopping at the door Demonica would ask in a gentle tone.

[b]"Alright, I'm not too familiar with this custom, however, shall we go find you something to wear?

Demonica said as she waited to see what kind of response she would get in return. A faint smile blossoming onto her lips.

Fri Oct 05, 2018 6:36 pm

The Flame Of Hope

Artist: Carrotwine - Song: Dark Side Of The Road

Dragging the cat-eared girl into the bedroom, she put her down on the bed and let her get changed into her thot outfit. She shook her head softly and looked at the woman. She did look a lot like Sophia, and was a massive slut, so it did indeed beg the question that she was just about to ask.
"So, Sophia didn't get anally pregnant when she got reamed by Arianda and have you as a child, did she? It certainly explains why you look like her and why you are a uncultured, hamfisted slut. Like, wow, we use our heart on you and that slaps us in the face. Sure below that there is a touch more decency and actual sincerity in what you want to do with Sofia but..." Ulv shook her head softly and then looked outside to the shout. "You are doing it poorly"

Then Ulv opened the door and, there wasn't much for Sophia to shout about, until Demonica came out of the bathroom. And, phew, she was sexy. It made Ulv, break into snorting laughter, actually.
"I'm sorry you...just, really look strange in that, De-de" Ulv gave a teasing wink, and finally turned to Sophia. "I'm guessing Demonica is wearing your clothes? Not a problem, we'll sort you something out"

Taking a deep breath, and with amber flames blazing from her hands, a beautiful, elegant, topic-appropriate dress was spawned. Ulv's Tulpa powers were crazy these days...
"Here you go. I think you'll appreciate something a bit more cultured that a stripogram outfit"

Sat Jan 19, 2019 6:22 pm

The Melody

Artist: Carrotwine - Song: Dark Side Of The Road

Sophie looked in with some interest as Ulv spoke. The interest kind of faded when she started reprimended her for enjoying the international thot day. In her mind, music began to play despite still loosely understanding the lecture Sofia’s friend was trying to impart. It would just go over her head however. As much as Sophie and Sofia looked alike, they were distinctively different. Sofia possessed a lot of the qualities Sophie did, but with enough restrain and decision making to know when to act a certain way. Sophie in the other hand was the unrestrained version of the original, amplifying the qualities that resurfaced strongly a few years back as a result of the Seal.

Unlike the original, Sophie felt no shame whatsover. She was out to have fun, typically in the least modest and decent of ways. Granted she knew when to put a pause to her games, but that was simply in the face of combat or to respect to authority and orders of Sofia in regards to military rank. Beyond that, she had no interest to curve her interest and likes regardless of what her friend said. Nonetheless, the buxon fox-girl Quincy just nodded and listened to Ulv, mostly out of respect before she walked out. On the other room, Sofia was constantly shaking her head, trying to imagine and ignore wearing the scandalous outfit Sophie had picked out for her.

As soon as Demonica walked out though, she had to make a conscious effort to keep her mouth closed. It looked good, and it gave her a reasonable idea of what it would have looked like on her. It wasn’t the first time Sofia had worn something somewhat lewd, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last; but this was different. Allowing Sophie to dictate that kind of thing, even if the date allowed it would grant her a power that would only cause the relationship they had to spiral into something that would be far too difficult to recover from.

”It looks great on you,” added Sofia, ”One would think she got it specifically for you.”

That in it of itself posed a very interesting and dangerous question. Had Sophie done it on purpose. She was a klutz, but it was obvious she was far smarter than she let on. She had the skills to help Sofia not just train but aid her in some of the more refined reishi creation kits, and their latest projects. She couldn’t have anticipated Ulv would show up or that any of that could play out as it did..could she? In that time, the tall Vizard returned.

”For me? Thank you so much!”

The outfit Ulv had brought her was far more refined and proper. It was beautiful. The long dark dress could be used in any number of fashions for quite a few different things, but it fit the vibe perfectly. It was perhaps a bit too proper considering the large majority of people that chose to show more than they covered, but she loved it nonetheless. Wishing to make no ill impression, she got out of her uniform, and put on the dress. From the back of the room, a couple of fox ears stuck out as Sophie peeked at Sofia changing.

”How does it look?” She asked before doing a twirl for them.

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