Welcome to the Creepshow.

Cane twirling,hips swaying, lips singing, Sandra made her way towards her place that lay before her. Bending her top hat low on her forehead she grins and speaks in a sassy transelvanian accent," Might there be anyone here?"She had high defined cheek bone and an impish smile. Her chin was perfectly shaped. Her eyes are a buring void of black darkness watches everyone.She wears a black corset ending in a short mass of ruffles. Black and white arm warmers and a thick peice of cloth around her throat.

Strax and Reinhark look at Sandra. "hello" they say in unison.

Sandra looks at Strax and Reinhark and smiles. "Hey old man!!"She sounds excited and twirls around her cane happily.

Strax sighed and Reinhark laughs. "thought i should see the show."

|Yawning loudly as she walks into the unknown realm, she stretches her arms above her head. “Oh dear…” Placing her hand over her mouth she stifles the rest of her yawn. Relaxing her body she lowers her arms. Placing her hands on her hips she looks around the realm. She doesn’t smile as she assesses everyone there. Feeling she wasn’t in any danger she lets her arms fall to her sides as her body relaxes. A smile blooms over her face she looks around at everyone in a new light. She tilts her well formed chin up and grins. Her blue eyes, outlined with a modest line of eyes-liner, sparkle with fire and determination unending. Her face was smooth but pale, her lips were crimson. She had high defined cheek bones and an impish smile. Her pink hair splayed down her shoulders carelessly like cascading cottencandy. Walking forward in a confident but graceful stride she again looks around. She wore a black tight hip-length tank top that outlined her small but shapely body, her long legs were covered in a pair of short shorts held up but a studded belt. Upon her head was a small black top-hat and in her hand was a twirling cane. Stopping a few feet from everyone she smiles happily.”Hello!”Her elegant southern voice pours melodically from her lips like the soft flow of a spring in the middle of summer.|

A mist enters the landscape the realm still silent only the lone sound of the wind can be heard it doesn’t bother the mist. Allowing it thicken to the point of where the closest object can’t be seen soon a silhouette is barely seen through the mist the figure is about average height he raises his hands into the sky and emits an lightning arc from his hands. This arc has an array of colors as it is infused with all the elements he lets it light up the area where he can be only seen as a glimpse he lowers his hands letting the same arc dissipate. As the mist thins out the man can be seen he’s tall around the height of 5’10 and muscled not to make him look bulky but still muscled, this man was named Zero the once elder of two great families. Smiling to himself and says in a deep and calm voice “Hello.” to anyone that would talk to him.

A difference was instilled upon him while he was away he let his darkness take over him, his emotions were clouded but he was regaining control of them as his once white hair is now black, his eyes are black he was also regaining his complexion, his powers had a darker energy upon them as he continues to look around the realm. Although he let his darkness go he still had a bit of it within him giving him hate and malice for ones that he didn’t like in general, this also helped him when he was in battle the darkness was the main source of his transformations in the first place he sacrificed some of it but kept most of it to himself.

In his journeys he was chosen to be a disciple by God but he declined the offer as seeing he was already a creation of the devil, vampire. He kept his wings and his angelic appearance. Although he knew to some people angels were the center of attention and he didn’t want to hog the attention. Recently he learned on how to hide his angelic appearance to make himself look everyone else, like a regular person, a flash emitted as his hair grows out a bit longer, he has on eye shadow wearing urban clothing to make himself fit in to the modern world. Making a crystal mirror he looks at himself smiling knowing that he perfected this technique he looks around the area again seeing if anyone noticed his change or even his angelic form before he changed himself although he didn’t ask about it. Appearing underneath a tree he leans against the base of it watching everyone else his arms crossed on his chest as he stands there in the tree’s shadow of it’s leaves.

-Sandra looks up from her spot surrounded by cards. smiling happily she sighs. "Zero..." His name escapes from her lips in a whisper. Lifting up her right arm she waves it hard screaming out,"Zero!!!!" Standing up she tries to move out of the circle of cards. forgeting what they were there for, the second she steps closes to one an electric shock courses through her body. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" A scream was ripped from her lips as she is thrown back onto the ground. Groaning she tries to sit up."Damnit..."

Waves back smiling when she gets shocked his smile fades quickly, running over to wher she was. Crouching he touches one of the cards it shocking him he pulls his hand back and using his telekinesis. He raises the cards in the same circle, raising them abover her head and his own. He motions her out with his head, placing the cards in a different spot he lowers them to the ground. Holding out his arms for a hug as he missed her and had to leave on a fast note last time he saw her.

Siting up she launches herself into Zeros arms,"Zero!! Your back!!" Snuggling close she looks up at him."I've missed you zero!!" She caste her bright blue eyes up at him and smiles. "You left so suddenly i thought you had changed your mind about me." When she reveals her face, there on her cheek lays a burning mark from the cards.

Hugs her back smiling still seeing the burn mark when she raises up her head he touches the mark healing it. "I love you Sandra why would I have second feelings about you?" Kisses her placing his hands on both sides of her face smiling as he kissed her. He felt happy in body and spirit when he was around her he smiles moving away from her lips although he didn't want to. "I missed you too Sandra." Hears something rustling as he shows his teeth letting them grow slowly as he wonders what the sound was...

Sandra looks past Zero at the rustleing. Quickly she moves from Zero's arms she moves behind him in a fighting stance. Crouched down she eyes the spot where Zero had heard the sound. Placing her hands on Zero's back he would be able to tell that she was shaking violently."Who is there?"

Takes off his jakcet and shirt allowing to transform if he needed to as he waits there standing there silently. Waiting for something or someone to make themselves known, if anyone was there but maybe it was just the wind as he shakes his head letting his teeth return to normal size he looks back at Sandra. "Was the wind no one is there that I can sense anyway..." Felt like an idiot for getting worked up over the wind, keeping his shirt and jacket off he didn't see the reason for replacing them back on himself yet. Looking around inside the arena he sees that it was a pretty stable place to be held in..whispering. "Hm."

|Yawning loudly as she walks into the unknown realm, she stretches her arms above her head. “Oh dear…” Placing her hand over her mouth she stifles the rest of her yawn. Relaxing her body she lowers her arms. Placing her hands on her hips she looks around the realm. She doesn’t smile as she assesses everyone there. Feeling she wasn’t in any danger she lets her arms fall to her sides as her body relaxes. A smile blooms over her face she looks around at everyone in a new light. She tilts her well formed chin up and grins. Her blue eyes, outlined with a modest line of eyes-liner, sparkle with fire and determination unending. Her face was smooth but pale, her lips were crimson. She had high defined cheek bones and an impish smile. Her pink hair splayed down her shoulders carelessly like running blood. Walking forward in a confident but graceful stride she again looks around. She wore a black tight hip-length tank top that outlined her small but shapely body; her long legs were covered in a pair of tight skinny jeans held up but a studded belt. Upon her head was a small black top-hat and in her hand was a twirling cane. Stopping a few feet from everyone she smiles happily.”Hello!”Her elegant southern voice pours melodically from her lips like the soft flow of a spring in the middle of summer.|

As the realm reached it's point in silence, the scenery around grows faded as it loses color going into a dark gray and black. A storm brewed, flashes of lightning struck the ground. The figure of a girl sitting at the end of a peir, a long chain slithering from behind her. She souded as if she was weeping or crying as she kicked her bare, cut up feet over the ice water below. This felt good to her throbbing feet, she let out a depressing sigh. She turned her upper body and swept her head towards the direction of all the people in front of her
and rolled her eyes, she hated people being around her, she was probablly one of the most antisocial people around. They are the beast that cause her pain the most. She turned her back to them facing foward without saying a word. she leaned her head back slightly becoming lost in thought. Her fist clenched up, then her eyes became wide, and she slapped her hand over her mouth soon leaning over the peir vomiting into the water below. She groaned and sat back up wiping her mouth. She was sure that no one wanted to talk to her now because she just got sick in front of them, she held her stomach even though it didn't ache and stared into the water and shook her head, her eyes rolling once more.

As she was sitting back up, her charcoal, pitch balck hair flew up landing mid-way on her back. A couple coughs came up from her body escaping her lips and she sighed once more, but this one with more volume and vocals involved in it. Her voice sounded like it was soft, but could get loud if it wanted too with a low, meduim tone to it. Her off-white dress following the gust of wind blowing westward along with her hair. Soon after, her body tenced up in pain, a few grunts comming from her as you hear the sound of her skin tearing apart and seeing small, dark black wings comming from her shoulder blades. She yelled out in pain as it struck and exploded on her body, she clawed into the peir and closed her eyes tightly and yelled out in pain once more. They were almost out fully, the veins on her back popping out to full extent seeing the dark blue, black blood running through her. Tears rolled down her cheeck as she sucked in air through her teeth holding it in. She couldn't take it anymore and screamed out for them to finish comming out of her. When they finished then let out her breath, small streams of blood strolling down her back, but nothing big.

She let the gust of wind blow the wings on her backas well as her loose black hair. She closed her eyes as the wind danced among her cheeks, bearly almost a smile crawling among her semi-full, pale lips. She started to remember what everyone said about her, how she was so different from everyone, how she was a freak because of how she acted and because of her dark wings behind her, and that her parents were freaks as well as she was. She then remembered, and when they died...remmeber the sight of their bodies, thier faces, every last word they said, and how much she loved them. A full smile fromed on her face for no more than a second, soon vanashing in an instant from her face. She muttered something to herself, and looked back with the corner of her eyes, her face very serious and focused on the peole behind her. Her nails tapped unto the wood, turning back forward, not looking forward to conversation, buut if somone wanted to, they could.

A man standing no higher than 6 feet tall walked thru the planes of the creepshow. Wondering what kind of creatures and friendly people this land held within its beautiful view. "Hmm let's see for how long I will enjoy my stay here." he whispered to himself, walking thru the land taking in more details that created this land. "I hope someone is here to talk to." he whispered, feeling the urge to make his first friend upon this world. He had walked thru these lands on the planet for years and never really made a friend that he would talk to more than once. He wanted that to be different here, he wanted to make a friend and if he could get lucky a lover to share his feelings forever with. "Hello, is anyone here?!" he yelled, hoping that someone was kind enough to appreciate his entrance.

Sandra walks from the tent of The CreepShow and stretches. "Mmmmm" Her hands in the air, her back arched, head bent back, she felt good. After a long bath after a hard days work was heaven for her. Her redish brown hair hung free of her top-hat,which she left in her room. Relaxing her body she places her hand on her hips and takes a look around. Nothing new... Except....A fingure caught her eyes. A young woman. Her feet were in the icy cold water and she was alone. Moving towards her she notices that the young woman leans over and vomits. Moving quickly she moves towards her. as she drew closer she stops short as she hears skin tearing. Seconds later wings rip from the girls shoulders. "Oh..." Undaunted she moves to the girl. Kneeling beside her she speaks warmly and quickly."Miss? Do you need help?" The harsh smell from blood and vomit invaded her scences. Shaking her head she focuses her dark eyes on the girl.

Lectos:

Sandra looks up from her spot next to the girl and notices another. Male this time. Sighing she stays where she is but speaks loudly,"Hello There. The Show isn't open right now." She didn't know who it was but should she need to call for help Shadow, a young wolf pup, remained near her and the young girl. her dark eyes turn up again she she watches the man come closer. Her was taller then her and most likely stronger then her. Her eyes swong to shadow,who moved closer to her.

Sandra~ she clawed into the wood again and swallowed the nasty fluid in her mouth, minding her own buisnes, looking around holding herself feeling sick to her stomach again, she bit her lip pressing them close together to hold herself in. Bad thing about this was, she doesn't know why this happens but it just does, she heard the footsteps of delacate feet behind her knowing that someone was coming to talk to her. She looked back with the corner of her eyes for half a second looking down into the infested water below. When the woman came up to her and knelled down, she didn't respond, but just bearely just turned her head to her looking at her with her eyes more than her whole face and nodded a bit, smelling that odor made her want to get sick once more.

Lectos~ She hears yelling in the background and closed her eyes and put a sarcastic smile to herself and rolled her eyes and gritted her teeth clenching her jaws at him. She ignored him for a bit till she turned to him and just looked at him. her face pale and serious wondering why he was yelling when there are people right there in front of him, she shook her head and turned back around to mind her own buisness then said to herself "Does he have to yell.." her voice a bit raspy and husk.

lectos could feel the feed back he was receiving from the population that were upon the creep show. He shock his head, not really in the mood to be yelled at or even be threaten to something. He simply boxed down to both females, and spoke in a loud yet clear tone of voice. "I am sorry I will make my leave than." he whispered, standing back up straight and walked away the same way he had came in eventually vanishing from the area.

Moving closer she pulls the girl to her."What do you need dear?" Her eyes wondered down to her feet and cringed. Oh my god. shaking her head she moves her arms undernether the girls knees and pulls her up. Standing up she holds ther girl to her chest. Moving deftly, she heads to the tent. Calling out names as she moves her enters and moves past the stage and into her room. Laying her down on the bed she takes a closer look at the girls feet, mindful of her wing. Moving away she grabs some heated water and dips her hands into it. Biting harshly into her lip she refuses to scream in pain. Finaly she removes her hands. All clean...Moving to her dresses she pulls out a new white gown and rips it into small, long ribbons. Bipping them into the water she cleans them aswell. A young bout came in with some Brandy and a needle if need be. Walking back to the girl she kneels before her. You want so Brandy to numb the pain?" Her voice was mindfull. Before she let the girl answer she cleans her feet then wraps them up. Moving back to the girls face she smiles,Would you like some food?"

She licked her lips and looked at her then held up a Finger to her and leaned over the side and got sick again, her stomach weak, she was not regurgetating food or anything but acid from her stomach, she hasn't eaten in weeks and she was starving to death pretty much. She watched the lady gringe when she saw her feet that she had been walking on forever. She wiped her mouth and coughed again. When the woman picked her up, she grunted a bit, laying her head on her chest not caring if it looked wrong or not. When she made it to the tent and watched her stick her hands in that water, her eyes widen watching. she was a bit scared because she was terrified of needles, but she nodded her head to her without saying a word. when they stuck it in her feet, she buried her face to keep herself from yelling out, when they were wrapped up, she nodded furiously to her question for food. she was longing for food for almost a month and sat up quickly and held her head from head rush.

Stacking pillow behind the girl she stands and walk out of the room. Yelling out in a calm voice she orders for food."Bring it to my room now!." Making her way to her secret wardrobe she pics out a nightgown that would fit the young girl. Tucking it over her arm she moves quickly back to her room. Entering in just as the food she takes it. Moving to the girls side she lays the food before it. Apples,bread,cheese and a plentyful portion of meat lay there. Carefully she strips the girl and replaces her clothes with Sandra's gown."Get warm and comfy girlie. You need to heal before you go anywhere!" She smiles brightly and takes a seat near the girl incase she would need her."Today I am your servent."

That land grow quit as Marcens presence started to be felt. He formed on the edge of the seemingly hand out area of this land. His black jeans hung loosely from his waist. His brown shirt gripped over his torso with grace. Hugging his shoulder was a blue coat that was unbuttoned in the front. A soft breezes swept across the land pushing his coat with it. He face held a look of hardness on it. As he smiled his thin mustache that reached around the end of his lips and connected with his just as thin beard. His head held no hair except for his beard and mustache. The top of his head shined slightly as the sun hit it with its warm rays. He looked around the land for his new student wondering if she was already here.

A smile blooms over her face she spots her new teacher. She tilts her well formed chin up and grins. Her black eyes, outlined with a modest line of eyes-liner, sparkle with fire and determination unending. Her face was smooth but pale, her lips were crimson; with two pericings on each side. She had high defined cheek bones and an impish smile. Her red hair splayed down her shoulders carelessly like running blood. Walking forward in a confident but graceful stride she again looks around. She wore a black tight hip-length tank top that outlined her small but shapely body; her long legs were covered in a pair of tight skinny jeans held up but a studded belt. Upon her head was a small black top-hat and in her hand was a twirling cane. Stepping from her tent she screams”Hello Marcen!”Her elegant southern voice pours melodically from her lips like the soft flow of a spring in the middle of summer.

Marcen spots his student as she walks to him. He frowned a little seeing her. First impressions were hard to change and already he had the first impression that would were the type of girl to worry more about her looks than the art of combat. This was just a first impression though and as many people know first impressions are often wrong. He looked over the close you were wearing and wondered if you would be able to achieve maximum movement in such apparel. The hat he knew had to while he was training her, but the cane could come in useful in combat. Hearing her scream he winced a little. This girl had energy and he liked that, but the way she was throwing it out there by yelling was a mistake. A single yell took more energy than a paragraph spoken and in combat one often needed to safe as much energy and stamina as they possibly could.

“Hello Sandra.” he starts to walk around you looking at your every detail. “Your body is nice and slim. If you learned to concentrate small amount of energy to the bottom of your feet you would be able to move at incredible fast speeds.” he stopped in front of you and faced you with his hands behind his back. Each finger of both his hand was interlocked behind him. “Take off the hat. You don’t need an extra peace of clothing while fighting. It will only distract you if it falls off. Next that cane. Is it a normal cane or does it hold hidden properties such as weapons and such?”