Matthieu Ghautier
✖ mutants
([url=http://tinyurl.com/6qnuvlo]Application[/url])
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Post by Matthieu Ghautier on Jul 13, 2012 7:09:17 GMT -6
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,5,true][atrb=style, background: url(http://i.imgur.com/NNLwM.gif); width: 500px; padding: 10px, bTable][cs=2][style=background-color: #494949; width: 100px; height: 100px; padding: 5px; margin: 5px;][/style][style=background-color: #494949; width: 340px; margin-left: 125px; padding: 5px; font-family: century gothic; font-size: 22px; color: #e2e2e2; text-transform: lowercase; height: 100px; margin-top: -115px; text-align: justify;]you're the devil in disguise Oh, yes, you are the devil in disguise. You fooled me with your kisses. You cheated and you schemed. Heaven knows how you lied to me. You're not the you seemed. You look like an angel, walk like an angel, talk like an angel. But I got wise. You're the devil in disguise. Oh, yes, you are the devil in disguise. You look like an angel, walk like an angel, talk like an angel, but I got wise. You're the devil in disguise, oh yes, you are the devil in disguise.[/style] | [atrb=style, width: 110px;][atrb=vAlign,top][style=font-family: century gothic; font-size: 20px; text-align: center; color: #e2e2e2;]tags[/style] [style=background-color: #EB9942; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; width: 95px; text-transform: uppercase;]Kailix~[/style]
[style=font-family: century gothic; font-size: 20px; text-align: center; color: #e2e2e2;]words[/style][style=background-color: #EB9942; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; width: 95px; text-transform: uppercase;]three-zero-six[/style]
[style=font-family: century gothic; font-size: 20px; text-align: center; color: #e2e2e2;]notes[/style][style=background-color: #EB9942; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; width: 95px; text-transform: uppercase;]You're lucky that I found some time remaining.[/style] | [atrb=style, width: 320px;][style=background-color: #494949; font-family: tahoma; color: #e2e2e2; font-size: 10px; padding: 5px; text-align: justify; height: 300px; overflow: auto;]He was seated on one of the many low walls that littered the complex, a cigarette pushed between his lips as nicotine entered his lungs and calmed the rage that kept brimming underneath his skin. It was a constant companion that he had welcomed with arms wide open. He waited for one of his informants who had supposedly found something interesting for him. He barely could wait for this so called information, most of it proved useless in the end. His voice had been excited though and he had told the other man to meet here. The dislike for it was etched in every line of his face, showing that he clearly wanted to be somewhere else.
The beast stirred inside him and he raised his head to smell the air around him with something that almost could have been considered curiosity. It was more sensitive up to a day after he was back in his human form. It was a foreign smell and he wasn't sure what to make of it. He didn't move though, instead preferred to remain seated and be unnoticed. Most did the task most excellent, because if they spotted him, his cold visage would meet them. It didn't invite anyone for conversation and he liked it that way. The further they stayed away, the more he liked it.
A man approached him nonetheless and he supposed that this was the informant that had contacted him. He listened, before dismissing him with a little wave of the hand. The man looked troubled for a moment, but then scuttled away. Matt smirked, that pathetic thing should be glad that he allowed him to keep his life. He flicked the butt of the cigarette away and blew the last bit of smoke out of his lungs, mulling over the new information that he received. [/style] | [cs=2][style=background-color: #EB9942; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; width: 475px; opacity: 0.9;]TEMPLATE BY JOHN OF OTE & BTN[/style] |
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Kailix Nacht
✖ mutants
So give them blood, blood. Gallons of the stuff.
Posts: 11
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Post by Kailix Nacht on Jul 17, 2012 9:01:36 GMT -6
Walking through the alleyways on her way home from the bar, the red-head was bored. Mostly because no one had peaked her interest at all for weeks, leaving for a very bored freeze-flame. It was her own name for herself. But, as she was walking, she happened to see an interaction that made her curious, so she decided to try and find out what it was about.
The man who had approached the younger male, seemed scared and in a hurry to leave throughout the entire 'conversation'. When the other let him leave, it looked like he was hesitant to leave and then suddenly, couldn't wait to get out of there fast enough. Chuckling lowly, she waited until the younger male, was done with his cigarette before walking towards him silently. No sound was made when she walked, she could thank a life of sneaking around for that.
Coming up behind him, she asked casually as she leaned over so that her mouth was next to his ear, "Got another, I could bum off you~?"
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Matthieu Ghautier
✖ mutants
([url=http://tinyurl.com/6qnuvlo]Application[/url])
Posts: 25
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Post by Matthieu Ghautier on Jul 19, 2012 7:34:36 GMT -6
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,5,true][atrb=style, background: url(http://i.imgur.com/NNLwM.gif); width: 500px; padding: 10px, bTable][cs=2][style=background-color: #494949; width: 100px; height: 100px; padding: 5px; margin: 5px;][/style][style=background-color: #494949; width: 340px; margin-left: 125px; padding: 5px; font-family: century gothic; font-size: 22px; color: #e2e2e2; text-transform: lowercase; height: 100px; margin-top: -115px; text-align: justify;]you're the devil in disguise Oh, yes, you are the devil in disguise. You fooled me with your kisses. You cheated and you schemed. Heaven knows how you lied to me. You're not the you seemed. You look like an angel, walk like an angel, talk like an angel. But I got wise. You're the devil in disguise. Oh, yes, you are the devil in disguise. You look like an angel, walk like an angel, talk like an angel, but I got wise. You're the devil in disguise, oh yes, you are the devil in disguise.[/style] | [atrb=style, width: 110px;][atrb=vAlign,top][style=font-family: century gothic; font-size: 20px; text-align: center; color: #e2e2e2;]tags[/style] [style=background-color: #EB9942; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; width: 95px; text-transform: uppercase;]Kailix[/style]
[style=font-family: century gothic; font-size: 20px; text-align: center; color: #e2e2e2;]words[/style][style=background-color: #EB9942; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; width: 95px; text-transform: uppercase;]two-two-one[/style]
[style=font-family: century gothic; font-size: 20px; text-align: center; color: #e2e2e2;]notes[/style][style=background-color: #EB9942; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; width: 95px; text-transform: uppercase;]All consuming hate and anger. Whooohh~ >>;[/style] | [atrb=style, width: 320px;][style=background-color: #494949; font-family: tahoma; color: #e2e2e2; font-size: 10px; padding: 5px; text-align: justify; height: 300px; overflow: auto;]She was lucky that he was too deep in thoughts, otherwise her trick of sneaking wouldn't have worked, but would've gained a kinder reaction out of him. Although Matt wasn't exactly the one for being kind. His shoulders tensed when he heard the words near his ear and he glanced behind him, glaring. Great, some pathetic girl wanted a cigarette of him "No." He spoke, not even bothering to pretend that he was nice. He could stand men somewhat, but girls where absolutely.. He couldn't find words to describe the hate he felt for them. It hadn't even to do with his sexuality, although maybe it did play a minor part somewhere.
He straightened slowly, not making it too obvious that he wanted to be away from her. Most of them started to whine when they noticed it, questioning why he didn't like them. He usually said that he was gay, although he was asexual by choice. It was slightly better than outright saying to them that he absolutely hated, nay, loathed woman. Well, more like the entire human race in the end, but that didn't matter. He would be entitled insane, something he already knew himself to be "Now leave." He ordered, crossing his arms in front of his waist. His eyes gleaming ever so slightly in the dim lightning. [/style] | [cs=2][style=background-color: #EB9942; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; width: 475px; opacity: 0.9;]TEMPLATE BY JOHN OF OTE & BTN[/style] |
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