The Outsider walks among us
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Post by + ebonite + on Jan 29, 2024 20:32:04 GMT -7
yvette The bay witch prowled through the depths of the caverns, her violet eyes shining - as ever - with glee. The war between the Underworld and Utopia was cascading and soon the caverns would be filled with even more prisoners. Yvette had no interest in fighting angels, but mortals, oh, that could do. It would not be hard to target the mortal allies of Utopia. The Lights and Neutrals were the most obvious targets, along with those of the Versai. And Yvette was confident she'd already taken down one of them - or at least given him a great inconvenience. Poor, sad little Carmilla had managed to get him to bed her at the most opportune moment and Yvette was certain now that it had taken. She had not had a heat cycle in many weeks and her appetite had grown. Unfortunately, the stallion had some kind of immunity to her disease or at least he had not spoken of becoming sick after their encounter. She thought for sure the charade was over after that, but given he did not seem suspicious of her, the charade could continue on. That made it more fun and would make it hurt worse. A devious smile stretched across her lips. Let him fall for her further. The bigger the heartbreak, the greater the win. She had not told him she was expecting yet. She was still figuring out how she wanted to play that. Did she want to wait until the child was born to reveal her cambion origins? Or did she want to reveal it sooner than that? She was heavily leaning toward the latter. In fact, perhaps she would reveal her pregnancy and then reveal her origins. She passed her tongue over her lips. Oh, that would be delicious. Soon Toxin Raj would be swimming with cambions. Murmur was over a year old now and what's more, Nemesis was also expecting. Yvette had not imagined her sister ever allowing anyone to get so close to her, but it seemed she saw the value in her own cambion children. Yvette would never judge her sister for not partaking - she was happy to provide all of the cambions Toxin Raj needed - but she was also excited to have a nibling to train. Rumor was that the stallion who'd fathered her child was also in Toxin Raj. And so Yvette had decided she needed to seek him out, see what he was made of, perhaps judge him as a candidate for her next child. She always wanted to have candidates around. It was frustrating for pregnancy to take so long, but it did give her time to continue to raise Murmur and it would also give her next child time as well. She slipped out of the caverns and into the night, stars shining bright above her. Toxin Raj had mostly recovered since the fire that had forced the former Commander to step down. There was only scarring if you knew where to look. "Helbane!" she called out into the darkness, her tones sickly sweet as ever. Would the stallion be caught aback to be summoned by Nemesis' shadow? The twins looked identical aside from their blazes. It was their personalities that were complete opposites, though Yvette could mirror Nemesis' mannerisms should she so choose. She was very eager to see the stallion's reaction. timeline she's about 3 months pregnant, set after she discovers that xovad is immune to the cambion disease (thread not started yet, but in theory they've met since) tag faeriiefox with Helbane notes here we go >D
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Post by faeriiefox on Feb 2, 2024 11:38:11 GMT -7
Helbane, after the conception with a strange mare not too long ago, had decided to eventually search for her, wanting to see whatever they spawned together. Having traveled back and forth, he had eventually found the place of the mare he had met, a place named Toxin Raj. Peculiar name, but as long as it had a name. Apparently is was a place where Helkaer lived, or at least one of the places. He had heard of them, but he had never expected that the mare he had met and mated with would be the leader of this place, but it had just made him grin all the more. He loved the idea of having powerful children, the more the merrier to make the mess he wanted upon this world. Speaking of the mare and his future child, something had happened to him ever since, and he was starting to fear that she had indeed hid her identity to him. He had always heard of the disease, but never been a victim to it, and if was to have one opinion about it... It sucked. The fever, the itch.. He was feeling really rough, and it seemed to get worse by the day, but if this was his fate, he'd go to the Afterlife proudly, knowing he had at least spawned one child towards the cause. It was during this time, as he was resting in a little pocket of a room in the caves, that he heard the sounds of someone calling his name. It wasn't something of the usual here, since he hadn't really been around the rest of the members much since he joined. The sickness made him stay mostly for himself, since it was getting worse by the day. Even now when he stood up to go meet whoever was calling his name, the fever was making him sweat, although his body stayed strong, rippling with strong muscles still, and his hooves easily dug down into the ground as he walked to meet whoever it was. Letting off a small grunt as one of the beginning sores were itching and burning some on the inside of one of his legs, he shook his neck a little to flip the mane to the other side, letting cool air get to the exposed side. He eventually found someone, and he was quite surprised to see Nemesis seeking him out, except... Was this Nemesis? Had the hallucinations started? They looked very alike, yet the mare who carried his child hadn't had a blaze when they had met. "Have my hallucinations started, or did you hide a blaze that day as well? Not that it would have mattered..."The last bit was muttered with amusement, because it really wouldn't have, even if he had known about Nemesis being a cambion, he would still have mated with her. Tagged; + ebonite + with Yvette Note; >:3
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Post by + ebonite + on Feb 29, 2024 19:51:05 GMT -7
yvette Yvette had paused in her prowling of the caverns, now that she had called out to the stallion. No need for their of them to aimlessly wander. She was far enough in that he would hear her call no matter where he was. She'd gotten a name and a description from her sister. A curiously marked beast of black and white with golden eyes. He'd be hard to miss and she'd be surprised if he decided to ignore her call. Yvette had no shortage of potential suitors, so refusing her would only be a loss for him. She would move onto the next without any regard for feelings. So far, she had yet to find anyone that she felt any romantic attachment to. She would not dismiss the possibility, however. If there was a stallion (or mare, she didn't mind which) that matched with her, she would happily claim them as her own. In fact, multiple someones felt the most ideal. And she would continue to have children to build her own army, whether with her own lovers or those outside of the circle. That would always be non-negotiable. It took only a few moments more for the stallion to make an appearance and Yvette had to say that he wasn't looking his best. A sheen of sweat clung to him and she could see a few visible sores. She couldn't help the grin that stretched across her face. Anytime she witnessed the effects of the cambion disease, it filled her with such joy. This was a power that she held in her own veins as a privileged child of the Underworld. This was why she and all cambions were superior, a higher life form. There did seem to be competition now, given Valfrid's apparent immunity. But that did not anger her. It challenged her. Hopefully Helbane would seek out a cure for this malady soon, however. She was uncertain how much time he had left now. Certainly her sister wouldn't want the father of her child to perish before meeting them? But who knew of her sister's motivations. Perhaps she preferred it this way, so he couldn't interfere. Either way, Yvette wanted to know him. If he lived, all the better, but if he died, he could still provide her with what she wanted. It did not make a difference. 'Have my hallucinations started, or did you hide a blaze that day as well? Not that it would have mattered...' he said to her and she giggled, her eyes shining with malice. Nemesis must have covered up her blaze that day when she'd ventured out. It was something they often did, given it was the most obvious difference that they had, if one was observant enough to notice. "Likely she did! My sister, ever the devious one..." Yvette said. Her tones would have been bubbly and bright enough for a Light filly, if not for the undercurrent of venom and the malicious glint of her eyes. "My name is Yvette and I am Nemesis' identical twin," she introduced herself, "she has spoken highly of you and I simply had to meet the one who will be fathering my sister's firstborn." She paused and walked around the stallion in a circle. "Who knows, perhaps you could be a worthy candidate for the next child I bear as well..." She circled back to the front and winked at him. "So, tell me about yourself, dear Helbane. I want to know everything..."profiletimeline she's about 3 months pregnant, set after she discovers that xovad is immune to the cambion disease (thread not started yet, but in theory they've met since) tag faeriiefox notes >D "Speech"
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Post by faeriiefox on Mar 27, 2024 12:03:25 GMT -7
Helbane regarded the mare with a mixture of intrigue and curiosity as she spoke, her words dripping with a peculiar blend of sweetness and venom that sent a shiver down his spine. It was clear that she was no ordinary mare, but rather a force to be reckoned with, much like her sister, if what she said was true. A faint smile tugged at the corners of his lips as Yvette circled around him, her eyes gleaming with a malevolent light that spoke of hidden depths. Despite the fever that still burned within him, he found himself drawn to her, captivated by the aura of power that surrounded her like a cloak of shadows. "Nemesis' identical twin," he repeated, his voice tinged with amusement. "I should have known there was more to the story than meets the eye. Deception seems to run in the family."
As Yvette mentioned Nemesis' words of praise, Helbane couldn't help but grin confidently. He had yet to leave much of a mark upon this world, but he had all the intetion to, one way or another. To know that he had left a lasting impression on the mare who carried his child filled him with a sense of satisfaction that bordered on arrogance. He had always prided himself on his strength and cunning, and it seemed that Nemesis had recognized those qualities in him as well. "Ah, where to begin..." Helbane mused, his gaze drifting momentarily as he gathered his thoughts. "I am Helbane, as you already know. A stallion of many talents, though some would say my true gift lies in the art of manipulation and deception." He paused, a faint smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "But enough about me. Tell me, Yvette, what is it that drives you? What dark desires stir within your soul, waiting to be unleashed upon the world?"
There was a hunger in his eyes as he spoke, a hunger that mirrored the insatiable thirst for power and destruction that burned within him. For in Yvette, and also her twin, he saw a kindred spirit, a fellow seeker of darkness and chaos who reveled in the thrill of the unknown. As the cavern echoed with the weight of their conversation, Helbane felt a sense of anticipation building within him. Whether by fate or mere chance, he knew that his encounter with Yvette and Nemesis would mark the beginning of a new chapter in his dark and twisted journey. And he couldn't wait to see where it would lead. "I can see it in your eyes... Your need to make the world burn is like a forest fire.. Ever consuming everything in it's path, ever so unpredictable. There is much musement to be had while stirring up that kind of chaos in the world."Tagged; + ebonite + with Yvette Note; >:3
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