Master Alexi's Dungeon:
Welcome to those of you who dare to enter. It seems my pup has been a naughty boy and has snuck off to be with my cousin Dmitry again, leaving me in need of a plaything to amuse myself. Not just anyone will do because this is not an easy job. Those who would like the
-licks fangs- position
will have to submit proof to me. Give me your best shot or you will find yourself drained and left for the guard dogs to devour.
All of your delicious submissions will be kept in a special folder in my gallery and added to this journal. New tasks will be given in intervals.
Submissions should be as follows: Any art form including photos, digital or traditional art, or liturature. (So far I have only received lit submissions and am dying for some other forms of artwork.)Rules:
1. All journal comments should be directed towards Master Alexi, not his writer..
2. Literature responses to tasks can be in two forms.. In story form that have been submitted as a deviations.. or in journal comments in RP form.
3. No god-modding, which means you don't move or write for my character & I don't for yours either.
4. I will only accept replies in my journal. Only two people are allowed to rp with me in notes and if you have to ask, it's not you..
5. Master Alexi is always in the dominant role and is by nature a viscous creature. If you haven't figured it out yet, he is also gay and will not rp with female charries. If you have one you are trying to kill off, then by all means send her to the dungeon.. She will make a nice snack..
6. Any questions, or if you want to discuss a storyline first, should be sent in notes to me, James. I will not kill off your charrie without your permission, if anything we will allow him to escape by the skin of his teeth.
7. I will reply to things at my earliest convenience. I have a full time job and a real life like everyone else. If I seem to reply to someone more than someone else, it's nothing personal. NOTE:
This journal is meant to be fun and allow interaction between your character and Master Alexi. Please be aware that nothing in this journal will be considered as part of the Sanguinary Desires series..
Also, for those of you who don't know, Justin works on my page a lot when I am at work during the day or at night if he can't sleep. He submits devs to groups for me, adds new devs and works on my profile if I need him to. So, if you see me online and I don't respond to a note or comments, that's why. He does not go through my comments or read my notes.
POTENTIAL PLAYTHINGSFirst task:
Find your way to the manor. Make up any reason you'd like for ending up in my dungeon. After which your first ask will be to show me how well you can service me. After all, if you cannot even arouse me, then I see no reason to waste my time torturing you. You must prove to me how badly you want it, but remain respectful of my position while doing so. Anyone that choses to speak freely or wants their needs considered will find they wandered into the wrong manor.
GanymedeSpirit me away for fondness or rape;
the consummate nymph am I.
In the Night's opaque and sinuous folds,
when the heavenly luster all but fades,
I come undonebecome more real
as I feel heartbeat quicken.
For, only under such demonic cover
can desire be truly borne,
can I appease that licentious, ravenous beast
who dwells within my stomach's seat.
I lower myself, and am exalted.
The flames of lust positively lick my feeble bones,
as Asmodeus attends them with his loving
and sulfurous breath. Such feverish heatthe finest
of crucibles!doth spurn me forward,
make me more ready to accept thy presence
Breaking Begins at Dawn
It was just past midnight, the dark sky was full of stars and a bright moon which made the snow-covered grounds seen to sparkle like tiny diamonds. Tristan waited at the entrance to the manor as his master made his way through the snow to the door. His clothes were bloodied from hunting and he wanted to change out of them before the stench got revolting.
"Sir, we have had another arrival. Will you be seeing him tonight?"
Upon receiving the news, Master Alexi nodded and then glided up the elegant stairway to the second floor and to his study. Tristan had followed him up.
"Sir, shall I feed him or bring water?"
"We can't start spoiling him
MalakaiThere are many things that linger in the back of human minds, that are not necessarily of this world and yet they are there, living, breathing and thriving amongst them...
2 a.m., city of Rome, downtown, The "Sancta Sedes" Vatican
Malakai was very upset. He had been on the lead of a secret that brought him to the holy city and now it was gone leaving him alone in the relative darkness of the plaza, leaning against one of the pillars with the statue of a saint in top. His deep brown hair was taking the imagery of waves in the subtle wind of the night as his gaze was fixed on the cobblestones and all he could say for himself was... "Da
It was nearly dawn when Tristan stepped into his Master's study to find him browsing through applicants in his email. He knew that this process had left his friend weary and frustrated. Already, several promising applicants had been interviewed and very few remained. It seemed that Alexi measured everyone by Finn's standards which made it impossible for the poor bastards to even have a chance. Still, he hoped his master would find what he sought. Carefully, he set the hot tea on the far side of the desk in case it was to spill.
"You look terrible, sir. Why don't you take a break and let me search through these for you?" he offered