18+ Private Redchron A Deal for Lessons

[CamusVaric]

Somewhere in Redchron....

A pact of sorts had been made, eh not really a pact. There was no contract signed , nothing holding him to it, but his word. His word wasn't always the best thing. Camus wore a mask, his silver tongue and sly nature , well it got him in trouble. He should have known better , but the deal had caught his ears and he couldn't help but jump at the chance. Even after his little experience , one might say he was a fool for so easily agreeing. "This chick might be even too much. Are ya really going along with this, champ?" He sighed as he heard the little demon, and for once actually acknowledged and spoke out loud to it. "Yea, I mean it allows me to train in this mastery. A little scratching of each other's backs never hurt anyone." Except this might just hurt him in the long run.

Though he had no intention of keeping his end of this little deal he struck with Darkness. It simply didn't appeal to him, he was the one who toyed with people not the other way around. "I'm not in on this one. Don't depend on me." Crimson eyes rolled "I never depended on you to begin with. You aren't on my side, so don't pretend to be." There was no cackle , nor any other noise inside his mind. So, maybe he did look weird talking to himself as he he went along the pathway to the desired location he was meant to meet this self entitled 'Goddess' for his first lesson. Who knew what she had in mind for him , but he had willingly agreed to meet her here. To follow with some training that the other was going to be doing for him. Who knew what he had to look forward to?

To learn Hemomancy though, he needed it. He could do so on his own , a bit of trial and error. He knew just the right person he wanted to practice on too. Yet here he was alone with Darkness on this little adventure through rocky terrain. He finally reached the spot and he groaned. "Why are we even out here again? Not that I don't appreciate the scenery-- nor the chance to explore more. Though why here?" Yes he spoke out loud, he had a feeling the other was around. If she wasn't, well then he would ask when she made herself known to him. It could have just been vocal airing ,should she not have been there to begin with. Crimson eyes took in every inch of the area. He did half wonder something, why had Darkness taken such a liking to him? Why had she struck up this little arrangement? Why bother training him to begin with? Not that he didn't appreciate it, he would use her to get what he wanted. Though like hell would he be partaking in that little arrangement in the deal she brought up to him. Once had been bad enough. Never again~

@Darkness

 

[Darkness]

Somewhere undisclosed in Redchron

_____In part, Darkness wondered to herself as she sat on the porch waiting. Did Camus, that elf she had already shown how easy it was to toy with intend to actually come out for training from the very same person who stated the payment would be more of the same thing they had been so much against? She wondered this mostly to herself as two Faerin would come outside the manor front door each with a server tray.

_____The two setting down onto a knee to either side of the bench holding the trays. One one, a drink of some kind, the other a sealed lid hid the second item choice. Eyes opening as her perimeter alarm clicked alive in her head. Looking off in the distance to see the male elf already on approach, her hand reaching as she would begin to peel the magic that obscured the manor so the elf could get a response to his question while she rose to her feet waving for the two demon faerin to follow her.

_____It would likely be the first time Camus saw Darkness in her 'real' form, or more accurate magic overdrive form. The same magic that had once toyed with his body hung in the air around her like a thick haze, blue flames danced along her horns and sharp tail. Piercing glacial blue eyes gleamed with just a hint of surprise he did show, but mostly that of enjoyment at the ideas that already began to flood her mind.

"If I'm being honest, I doubted you would have come here at all.~ The trip must have been tiresome for someone like you, perhaps a drink and meal before we begin the training?~"

_____Darkness would wave at the two Faerin who would start to approuch Camus holding the server trays out at full arm's length and clearly against having to take each step closer to the male. Afterall, Abaddon and Orpheus had been 'taught' that all men needed to be avoided. Sure Darkness had plans to eventally make Camus a woman if he was weak willed or failed to many lessons but that was beside the point and not on her mind at current.

_____If Camus did take a look at the drink, it held magic, the liquid inside a swirling mix of bright reds, pinks, and whites. The food hidden below the lid 'looked' like a normal picnic sandwich but given the drink appearance it was safe and correct to assume it was also made for a reason as Darkness hummed to herself. If Camus declined Darkness would whistle lightly as both Faerin rushed back to her side and she took both items to enjoy herself then.

"Now then, What level of control would you say you had over the magic. Another reason, I had you come out this way is because less people seek here out being so close to the Norova border, and even fewer escape as I have eyes all over this region.~"

_____Darkness would wave at the two Faerin who would start to approuch Camus holding the server trays out at full arm's length and clearly against having to take each step closer to the male. Afterall, Abaddon and Orpheus had been 'taught' that all men needed to be avoided. Sure Darkness had plans to eventally make Camus a woman if he was weak willed or failed to many lessons but that was beside the point and not on her mind at current.

@CamusVaric

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Spoiler: Text incase no talking in a post

"Darkness"

"Abaddon's speech"

"Orpheus' speech"

 

[CamusVaric]

He saw the manor as it came into view all of a sudden. Did he expect much less with what she had pulled on him? The woman was coated with magic, so would it be that odd to think she didn't have some magical hidden manor? No-- why of course not. Though it wasn't the only thing that was new to him to view. Darkness looked different than she had in the diner. That magic hanging in the air around her like a thick haze, and of course she looked more like some demon than some goddess. Of course, he kept those thoughts to himself. It was almost amusing to think of himself being trained by someone who seemed like a literal demon and the little demonic voice in his head had gone fully silent. Why had the little demon decided to stay quiet now? More so-- how long before it raised its head again?

She seemed somewhat surprised even, yeah he was too. Though he had the perfect plan forming on how to get out of this deal. It wasn't like she had him sign anything in blood. No-- they were just going to be performing that type of magic. No. No. No. He would get out of that damn deal if it was the last thing he did. He had no intention on becoming a woman again, much less becoming some demonic queen's play toy. He was walking a dangerous fence here, if he fell off the edge of the line he was balanced on-- who knew what hole of hell he would fall into. Okay-- she could torture him, he was used to that in the real world. Sure there was no magic there, but pain was very very real there and he had enough to endure for a while. He could handle surely whatever he was put through by her. No, because he wouldn't let her catch on to his means of skipping out on payment. By the time she did-- he planned on be long gone and hopefully somewhere she wouldn't be able to find.

Though what if another lesson was needed. Then fuck--- no, if that happened, he would cross that bridge when it came to it. "How could I not come?~ It was enticing. You did so happily offer to help me . Why you took such an interest in me , who knows~ Though maybe you just saw my potential.~" Let's hope that was the reason. He raised an eyebrow as the little demon Faerin started to approach him with the server trays. They seemed to be almost fearful to get too close to him. Just what had they been taught? Or was this some act to make him go through his first lesson here already? "I suppose I could handle something. It wasn't too tiresome." It showed the male might just have some endurance of some kind to him. Oh if only he thought things through-- if only he knew what she had in store for him. Though honestly he should have been wary after all he had already witness from her at the diner.

His crimson eyes looked at the swirling liquid in the cup. Magic clearly inside it-- but what type.. who knew. She wouldn't try to poison him, but that wasn't what he should be fearful. The deal was clear-- no no no she didn't seem like the type to truly do such. Okay -- so maybe she did. Though despite the magic in the drink. he needed strength for whatever the hell she had planned for him. So it was a gamble really. If he took it-- it might harm him. If he didn't, it might harm him. He took the drink and the sandwich and listened to the question he was asked. He thought as he took a small nibble at the sandwich at first. Had he just sealed his own fate?

"Hmm I would say I have some control , but not the highest at all. If anything I would say I'm better at using my sword then I am using that magic. I had some experience with magic before the game shut down, and it was of a darker nature. Though nothing like this." Had he accepted her offer because of the past? Because of a small need inside of him to have someone to butt heads with in such a way-- yet still be able to work towards something more? She didn't have to teach him... yet for some reason she was willing to. Deal or no deal-- she didn't even have to offer. Though of his party, he was the only one to choose such a tabboo type of thing. It did make sense the more he thought of it, the blood from so long ago-- it was maybe a hint... or an omen.

"I suppose it isn't too bad out here. Not like I was expecting this to be what I came into though" he said half gesturing towards the demon Faerin and the manor. He was oddly tame right now compared to how he had been before. He was nursing both the drink and the sandwich as he spoke in between bites. "I'm not even gonna ask what the purpose of my meal is at the moment. I'm gonna assume seeing as it is you-- well the magic comes from that. One could literally eat the magic from the air around you. How you cover that up , I guess I sort of have to applaud you there. Would really make some very surprised, a complete switch up. I sort of prefer this form better though myself." It might actually have been the first complment he had ever given her.

@Darkness

 

[Darkness]

Somewhere undisclosed in Redchron

_____Darkness hummed as Camus took the drink and sandwich, while there was magic it was nothing the man needed to be worried about just yet. She was, despite her actions and words a woman of her word. She had agreed to train him and in exchange he would be her toy for roughly the same 'value' of time or amount there of spent training HIM. That was her main motive, as she only needed bits of time here and there to convert even the most stubborn.~

_____Musing some to herself as she waved for the Faerin to get some distance and without much wait would quickly start leaping up the canon sides to watch from overhead. Close enough to still be in range to defend their goddess if they felt the need to step in. hearing the 'compliment' was enough to make her expression sour some, clearly unhappy a man was the one giving it but she would switch back to a smile as she waved a hand across the haze and a small mound of blood begin to pull from the ground forming a practice dummy of blood as she walked towards Camus

"Hiding corrupt magic is as simply as promising it a surge later on.~ The rest fall in line behind said magic so it makes it rather easy to hide, and while the magic is dormant my appearance reverts back to before it was as strong. Now then, as you only have a little experience i suppose I'll start with some of the more basic ways to improve the magic that aren't me just instilling the knowledge into that thick skull of yours.

Hemomancy can be divided as I like to think into four categories each with four tiers. The first category that helps with learning the others is 'Blood form' Like the training dummy there made of the blood of people that have died or been injured on this enriched blood lands. Put simply I want you to try and reform that Training dummy to look like yourself.~"

_____Darkness would reach an arm past Camus as she stood a little behind him, hand waving two fingers upwards as to help 'incentivize him would reshape the once blob in armor into the female form he had taken last time they spoke. Waving the hand again as she sat down on a zombie's back and hummed softly to herself. It was far more fun for her to be behind the male as she did not have to see the bulge, and got a better idea how to reshape him when it was time for 'payment'.


@CamusVaric

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Spoiler: Text incase no talking in a post

"Darkness"

"Abaddon's speech"

"Orpheus' speech"

 

[CamusVaric]

Camus had to wonder about said magical qualities he had just partook in-- but he had a feeling it would bear's head sooner or later. The woman seemed the type to, like him, enjoy toying with others. The little demon was silent, and that was truly unsettling. He knew he and Darkness were literally two separate sides of the spectrum. Darkness was much more powerful than he and he was almost like a child in comparison. Would he ever admit that out loud? No. Never. She seemed to have taken a liking to him for some reason and that was yet another reason that brought him into where he was now. Naturally curiosity with the need for improvement. He would take what she offered and not give the promise back in return. He had ever means to skip out on ever paying her. Except he wasn't set up in such a way as to be able to disappear into the shadows . If he had been-- perhaps he might have stood some form of chance here.

Yet Camus was such a stubborn man, a very proud man -- egocentric. Such things tended to get in the way a lot. He was hard headed even if he was smart, if he simply knew when enough was enough-- maybe things would be better. Though one had to learn. Now he did notice just the smallest changes in her expression. That paired with what he had learned from the personal experience she had given him before. He pretended like he didn't even see anything, finishing his meal instead. Seemed Darkness didn't like men-- and that ... well he had to find a way to use that to his advantage. Now that he thought of it the little demon Faerin had kept their distance. He had to hide a smirk with his hand, instead making it seem like he was watching and listening to her lesson. He was , to be fair, but she didn't need to know all of what was in his head.

"So it is called corrupt magic. Interesting. Sometimes it is better to have a thick skull as you call it." So there were four tiers to this magic. Interesting enough and easy enough to follow. "Shaping blood like clay -- now this seems almost nostalgic~" In a way it sort of was if one chose to look at it in such a way. It was like the very beginning of everything, so it seemed almost appropriate until of course said blood blob was shaping into that dreaded female form. Now he hadn't exactly gotten a chance to see what he had looked like back then , nor did he care for the mental image of it all. Yet he knew that was her aim. The promise of her payment. He didn't care for the form, nor would he be partaking in any form where he became some toy to her.

So he did look good as a female, he was egocentric-- how could he not think so of himself. Though he didn't care for how it had made him feel when he had become such. It was almost like being turned on by one's self. Yes he knew it was a kink that some had, but he was not one for such. He wasn't that narcassic , he wouldn't be one staring into the mirror because of how good he looked. "Yes, do enjoy the show from behind" he spoke . That mouth was going to get him into a lot of trouble with her before this was over probably. Though he probably should focus on trying to change that blood form of the female form he had.

He went about concentrating , fingers twitching slightly as he tried his best to make the form change. He had the blood slowly begin to at least shift around some, but it was going to be like this for a little. Yet this was basic shit-- he needed to master it first. So how hard could this really be. He just needed to focus, think of himself. Much like that first moment. He slowly started to wave his fingers, almost as if playing some instrument or dancing -- his fingers began the process and the blood began to flow a little more for him. It was beginning to be a lot quicker now-- but nowhere quick like Darkness' had been. And this was why he was the student here and she was teaching him. Yet the form was nowhere near looking like himself. "Bloody change already" he muttered. Though it would be loud enough for Darkness to hear it and the almost near 'cute' English accent that slipped in.

@Darkness

 

[Darkness]

Somewhere undisclosed in Redchron

_____Darkness' eye would twitch just slightly, the man's ego was not much different from her own though she knew to keep her thoughts and words to herself more then him it seemed. Fingers tapping her leg as she decided to sigh lightly, not out of the show but out of his attempt. Magic was different for each person, to Darkness it was like composing music or performing surgery. Small moments that had the weight of life or could change the entire song with the slightest mistake.

_____Legs moving off the ground as the Zombie would crawl on all fours to bring Darkness to Camus' side. Her mind screaming a single thought 'bite him and just make the toy the fast way don't play the game you idiot!' but she rolled her eyes and ignored the corrupt magic's demands for another plaything. She would take her time and mold Camus into a perfect doll, much like he tried to mold the blood doll, it was not meant to be fast but precise work. Hand reaching to tap his throat much like she had done before to punish his actions.

"Each person works magic differently, if you try to mimic how another did it you will surely never master it. Draw from both comfort and memory, imagine the result and WILL it into form.~"

_____Darkness chimed as she hummed, if Camus spoke up after Darkness possibly tapped his throat he would find his voice had been switched to the female one again. if Darkness was going to have to put up with him trying to be arrogant she would ensure he disliked doing it. Meanwhile though as the Zombie would crawl to the side Darkness would return to her other battle front as she closed one eye to pay mind to other things going on.

_____Camus was right to be worried for the magic, but not exactly for he himself as the magic was a seed of Darkness' magic that was going to take root and grow the more the 'man' got stronger. It was her insurance policy afterall. Humming as for the moment it was simply nothing more then a very faint voice in the back of the male's head whispering to him while it sought out a place to take root. The 'little demon' had the best chance to stop it, but it was still a fragment of Darkness' power.

'What is so wrong about being a woman?~ We get to be Goddess' toy, we can mess with men all the more, even woman lower their guard more.~"

_____The voice barely if not only heard by Camus if he was solely focused on trying to hear each thought that was going on in his head, but the influence was just slightly there, why mess with the body to such a degree? Why not alter it to a different woman to show defiance in a unexpected way?~ Humming as Darkness would reopen the closed eye to focus on Camus more to see his progress while she toyed with a few ideas in her mind how the second lesson could go.


@CamusVaric

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Spoiler: Text incase no talking in a post

"Darkness"

"Abaddon's speech"

"Orpheus' speech"

 

[CamusVaric]

The magic wasn't coming or working the way he wanted it to. It should be working better than this-- so why wasn't it working the way he wanted. He needed to edit this blood doll out of being that dreaded form-- he hated it so much. That was the point, sure he knew it was her aim-- though he didn't have to enjoy this shit. The sooner he got this form to change it would be much better. Though Darkness would have her zombie bring her over to his side. He could feel her moving before she was even, it was odd how the cloud of magic followed her. Or perhaps he was just much more hypersensitive to her being near him. He didn't trust her--- though he probably had ever reason to not trust her in the slightest. The two were vastly similar, and the difference was unlike him-- she had the experience to go with her ego. He was still like a child compared to her, and thus how he ended up in this place. He needed the help with the magic, especially this hemomancy. Though he refused to EVER allow her to make him into a toy like she wanted.

The zombie was right next to him , crimson eyes looking at it slightly, but more so he didn't trust Darkness being this close to him. He had every single reason too. He hissed as she went to tap his throat much like she had done before. He quickly shifted back on his heels, those crimson eyes watching her. She was giving him advice--- but he was running his hands over his body. He didn't *feel* any different. Though he wasn't going to be too sure right now. After all Darkness wanted him to be her toy, and not as a male-- a toy as a female. That sent a little shutter down his spine. So he wasn't meant to try to mimic. Comfort and memory? His hands went from his chest-- still male. After that he went to place his hand on his dick. Also still there. So was it just a fake out. No... she wouldn't touch him without a reason. Especially if what he assumed earlier was correct. Darkness didn't like men-- so why touch him without a reason?

He didn't speak at first, no his lips did part but that was when that voice came into his mind. No this wasn't the little demon. No he heard a hiss in his mind "unwelcomed bitch" He even felt anger drifting over him-- though it wasn't exactly his own. It was complicated to even explain how he was feeling even. "Fuck off bitch! The only toy this one is MINE." He groaned "great more voices... just what I needed." Though that was when he heard his own voice and he turned and glared at Darkness. "Was this really necessary? Wasn't the voice enough for you?" Yes , the little demon's anger was drifting and actually giving him a bit of the 'I don't give a fuck' attitude. He would make sure that he never return his end of this deal. Like hell was he, he wasn't someone's play toy-- no if anything, he would find a way to reverse it all--- he would find a way to enslave her and see how she liked it. Yeah, that would be his goal~

Turning on his heels he went back to focusing on the blood doll once more. He jerked his hand up and out, a flicking of his hand towards the thing. Growls under his breath-- oh it was clear this was getting under his skin. Though even as he flicked his hands this way and that , the blood doll began to boil some-- or rather it looked like it did. His hands balled into fists and he was running forward before he even could stop his own movements. In the real world, Damien's sanity wasn't the best, especially now. He had a tendency to punch walls when he got mad and this was no exception it seemed. Camus's mental state wasn't the best either-- though this might be the first time it wasn't some sarcastic comment , but actual physically going after something. His crimson eyes looked almost near crazed as he went to punch the blood blob through the chest , slicing his hand up through it.

@Darkness

 

[Darkness]

Somewhere undisclosed in Redchron

"Yes, yes it was, and so is this.~"

_____Darkness would only speak after watching Camus have his little temper tantrum, moving off her zombie chair to walk over to him and the now destroyed doll. The blood falling back into the ground and soaking in as Darkness pocked the back of his head like she had a finger gun and made the motion to once more change him to her as she had a better idea how to go about teaching him that would prove both parties could enjoy it.~

_____Darkness would attempt to grab hold of 'Camille' trying to lock her arms under the females and drag her done to the ground if she tried to escape. She did not have much faith in her own physical strength and did not feel to much need to use magic when she was simply here to help train the player and was ensuring they could do it more effectively as Darkness had an avoidance of men and male or female the lessons learned carried over.

"It is clear you don't seem to learn so well from no hostile situations. So lets change to a different lesson plan. Hemomancy is intended for defense and protection so, try to keep yourself alive and as yourself or be knocked out trying.~"

_____Darkness would speak up, be it having had to pin down Camille or with the fe-male at a distance that would very quickly be closed as Darkness used Animancy to change her jaw to allow it to un-hinge and proceed to Bite Camille at the base of the neck and dig her teeth deep. It was likely extreamly painful, but what would be more concerning was the amount of magic Darkness was starting to flood into the body of her student.

_____She did not need to use words to explain as Camus would start to notice what she meant. His new voice in his head giggling as Camus would start to feel the displeasure of his female form vanish. Now uncaring if male or female while they trained but still aware he once disliked it. His very spirit under attack as Darkness wrapped her arms around Camus to keep him locked in, unless he learned how to defend with his blood magic to detach her he was not going to be the same by the time she was done.~

Corrupting venom​

❰ 550 / 550 ❱

NOTE: Each 'damage' roll with Hemomancy lowers this down, at Zero Darkness will stop biting and trying to alter Camus. Each cycle Camus will take 15 'retaliation' damage. If the roll total is 70 or higher Darkness will not make any changes to him. Should Camus reach 0 hp Darkness will make a Drastic change. If the roll total is 35 or lower Darkness will make a major change. If Camus rolls a NAT 1, drastic change for it.~ Each of these are discussed beforehand with both players.~

@CamusVaric

Rolls

Alteration made: Camus shifted from dislike / hostile to female form to neutral. (start)
(Alteration 1) Hidden~
(Alteration 2) Hidden~
(Alteration 3) Hidden~
(Alteration 4) Hidden~
(Alteration 5) Hidden~
(Alteration 6) Hidden~
(Alteration 7) Hidden~
(Alteration 8) Hidden~
(Alteration 9) Hidden~
(Alteration 10) Hidden~
(Drastic Alteration?) Maybe hidden or not existent?~

Spoiler: Text incase no talking in a post

"Darkness"

"Abaddon's speech"

"Orpheus' speech"

 

[CamusVaric]

Should he have known better about having the temper tantrum that he had? Probably so-- though between the female so easily messing with him as she pleased and the 'lovely' voice that was now riding in his head. He had never hated another single person in game like he did Darkness. He had his main boss that he had to defeat eventually in the real world, but Darkness wasn't just some rival-- she might just end up being a nuisance. Teacher? Yeah fucking right-- she was just enjoying messing with his head. He would take whatever she did somehow end up teaching him and run with it. He had no plans on participating in her deal for these lessons. No he was not wishing to be some toy, much less doing so as a female. Yeah-- sure Darkness wasn't bad to look at. She just was too much and that took away from her hotness.

His head was poked in the back as soon as the blood collapsed to the ground and soaked into the ground. He was unaware of what action she might actually be holding as she poked him-- but he felt it all the same. Though he had no intentions on trying to stay for her to do as she wished. "No" the now female hissed. She was very well aware that her form had once more shifted back. The discomfort as the form shift that ranged from slight pain as the bones bent and shifted about to match her new petite form. Camus was a decently sized male and ended up a very petite little thing as a female. The change was actually rather drastic. She was still very much adult looking, she was just vastly petite. Once those changes took effect, well she was very well aware of the discomfort between her legs.

She let out a yelp, and oh it was the cutest sound in the world. She was hissing, odd that she took to hissing and growling when her form shifted. The little demon stayed silent again and she was fearful of that. No, the little demon didn't matter-- what mattered was the survival of things and getting the hell out of her reach. She got away from the pin , but it was a short lived victory for her. She didn't like Darkness' words. Something in her mind was telling her to run and get as far away as she could when certain aspects was still intact. Not like she hadn't already lost her manhood out of this. The part of the deal that bothered the hell out of them. What was so wrong with men anyways? Okay--- so he wouldn't go about going to do anything with a guy. Though it wasn't like some repulsion. Had Darkness been a man or something at some point and that is why she wanted chicks. After all she had other things in her mind before when Darkness had explained about her deaths and about the game possibly being a game over.

The victory was short lived as she quickly caught up to her and body was gripped and yanked backwards into the other woman's chest. Okay it wouldn't had been as bad if he had been himself. Despite the extremely painful bite that was delivered , heat went into her cheeks and she let out such a little moan. She heard the giggling in her head as the displeasure of this form vanished. She didn't even remember why she disliked it at first-- but she knew she had hated it at first. What was so bad about this form. Arms were around her form and keeping her locked in. Little soft pants left her as she pressed up against the other's breasts. When she felt the blood trying to 'fight' , her body couldn't help but want to press up against the other rather than to get away from her, much like she had been trying to before.

Camus was a stubborn person, but was also quite broken and unpredictable. The poor soul had been altered to not dislike this form. Had the giggling voice in her head, the voice that had previously been telling her about it not being bad about being Darkness'. Also something that was buried deep down , Camus liked being bitten it seemed. Even if the bite had been extremely painful, the moan made it quite clear just how they were. A kink that wasn't even known by them until that bite. All of this led to a little giving in to Darkness even as those little pants left her. Was this fighting now or just her being turned on? "H...hot" such a soft voice breathy with pants. Something in her mind seemed wrong though. This was wrong... should be fighting. What happened if she didn't fight and ended up giving in more and more? Would Camus even still exist in the end?
@Darkness

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Rolls

Mastery Check
1d100 (81) + 15 = 96
Hemomancy | CamusVaric | 1903

Player Sheet Here

 

[Darkness]

Somewhere undisclosed in Redchron

_____The reaction to it all, was the last thing Camus should have done, had he seen the Demon's face he would know she had went from interested to intent. Animancy altering her teeth to dig just slightly deeper while also working to make sure the blood loss Camus would endure would not increase as she was still true to her word that this was to train them, now it was just in more ways. Hands moved, feeling the toy would likely not be fleeing as they slid down her frame.

_____Darkness did not get ahead of herself, afterall Camus was still mostly himself and that was a male deep down leading Darkness to lose as much of the urge she had gotten from hearing the moan and wanting more of it. Hands resting on Camille's rear gently tracing a little heart on each to show her enjoyment in the reactions as the elf would hear the voice in his head again. It was more pronounced this time, and tauntingly hummed it's words.

"See, you enjoy Goddess just as much as she enjoys you in this form?~ Why do you keep clinging to male when Goddess can give you everything and more and just ask for your love and loyalty in return?~"

_____Darkness would moved her hands, trying to pull Camille to trust her and wrap her legs around her as she kept trying to alter the toy to behave entirely. Sure it seemed the body was accepting it, but that 'little demon' of his was likely why she could not change anything this time around. It could also be her shock towards such a reaction messed her up, but that mattered little as it only locked one fact in for the Demoness. She was going to make Camille her toy, how much so, would depend how the following events went as blood dripped along Darkness' neck.

Corrupting venom​

❰ 550 / 550 ❱

NOTE: Each 'damage' roll with Hemomancy lowers this down, at Zero Darkness will stop biting and trying to alter Camus. Each cycle Camus will take 15 'retaliation' damage. If the roll total is 70 or higher Darkness will not make any changes to him. Should Camus reach 0 hp Darkness will make a Drastic change. If the roll total is 35 or lower Darkness will make a major change. If Camus rolls a NAT 1, drastic change for it.~ Each of these are discussed beforehand with both players.~

@CamusVaric

Rolls

Alteration made: Camus shifted from dislike / hostile to female form to neutral. (start)
(Alteration 1) Hidden~
(Alteration 2) Hidden~
(Alteration 3) Hidden~
(Alteration 4) Hidden~
(Alteration 5) Hidden~
(Alteration 6) Hidden~
(Alteration 7) Hidden~
(Alteration 8) Hidden~
(Alteration 9) Hidden~
(Alteration 10) Hidden~
(Drastic Alteration?) Maybe hidden or not existent?~

Spoiler: Text incase no talking in a post

"Darkness"

"Abaddon's speech"

"Orpheus' speech"

 

[CamusVaric]

When the little demon wasn't actively provoking Camus, it didn't mean he was still gone from the other's head. The little demon had been made from trauma and in a way oddly did seek to want to protect what was considered 'his'. Now to the little demon, this bitch was trying to take what was his away and that was only making it even more of a reason for the little demon to unpleasantly stick around to keep Camus from completely becoming the other's toy. It would be an evergoing challenge for Darkness if she wished to completely change Camus. There had been plenty of reasons why the little demon wished for Camus to enjoy himself both here and in the real world. The other needed to stop being the way he was in the real world or people would continue to use him. That had only happened here too with Darkness but he refused to stand for it more.

Another moan left the elf when teeth dug in deeper into her neck. Hands moved from around her and sliding down her frame, she couldn't help but shift into the other's touch. It really did feel good to be touched like this. The little voice speaking up as if to try to get her to just give in to this. All she wanted was love and loyalty. The near snarl in her head was trying to overpower the little female's voice. The little demon might have lost its voice for the moment, but he wasn't going to not fight to stop Camus from surcumming to that bitch. The little demon was going to fight tooth and nail to get the bitch away from his body. If the other wanted to play female, than so be it-- but not like he was going to sit around and let some bitch turn HIS body into a toy to mess with as she pleased. That wasn't how he rolled. Rudger was enough of an ass with doing that in the real world and Damien had never taken off that damn slave's collar. Which pissed the little demon off more.

The little demon was pissed and wanted to let the bitch know he was still there. Using a little bit of control , he snuck out and went to grip the sword at the now female's hip and went to slash the other female. She was the source of the damn shit happening. So if he got the other away from the now female's body than maybe it won't be as bad. Darkness might as well be some big bad boss. When hemomancy was meant to be the source of this training, well the little demon wanted a little bit of 'bite' of his own. Sure this was probably going to come back to end up biting HIS body later. He didn't care at all, he just wanted to get a hit on the bitch. A little bit of a saying he was still there and to not think she could fuck with what was HIS without something hurting back.

When he might have been able to get a little space between the bitch and HIS body. He might have been able to cut her , but what would this mean happened now? Would the bitch retailate a little bit? He had no clue how long he could handle this hold he had right now-- he had only done so out of pure utter spite. Though it was in a sense two on one , one with him in Camus' mind and one outside with the body that was changed to female. Would Darkness realize his little trick? What would she do to try to lock him away? Even if she tried-- he would make sure to get out of anything that the bitch hit him with.

@Darkness

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Rolls

Sharp
1d100 (45) + 20 + 15 + 5 = 85
85 damage
Slash Weapons | CamusVaric | 1903

Player Sheet Here

 

[Darkness]

Somewhere undisclosed in Redchron

_____Darkness felt no need to move away, nor did she even seem to wince as the blade seemed to connect weakly at her side. It did not have nearly enough motion to pose a threat other then make the Demoness recall the little demon was against things still. Hands moving to give a firm squeeze of Camille's ass, her nails just slightly pricking the tender skin only dampened by the fabric that protected it as Darkness gave a simple order to the little voice in Camille's head.

_____If the little demon paid attention it would be able to tell it's little stunt had just earned it the attention of 'Camille' as the female persona happily 'skipped' around Camus' mind to search for where it was to deal with it or meet it in a sense. Humming and whistling when or if it managed to find it and grinning as it darted at it trying to match what Darkness was doing with the body and bite down to infect it to spread the corruption or so one might think.

"No reason for you to be around anymore.~ Goddess will protect and care for her toys like she always has and will do. All you have done is make life harder on Camus by mocking him!~ Goddess welcomes HER with open arms.~"

_____The persona spoke, almost as if it was trying to call out for Camus to listen, she could help him get rid of his little demon, hinting that if he simply let Darkness in, called her goddess and swore loyalty to her then he would be free of the suffering caused by little demon, be able to have love and cared for. But it had to be his choice still, did he really want to cling to the shell of a life they had?~ Or did they want to be filled with new direction and purpose?~

Corrupting venom​

❰ 465 / 550 ❱

NOTE: Each 'damage' roll with Hemomancy lowers this down, at Zero Darkness will stop biting and trying to alter Camus. Each cycle Camus will take 15 'retaliation' damage. If the roll total is 70 or higher Darkness will not make any changes to him. Should Camus reach 0 hp Darkness will make a Drastic change. If the roll total is 35 or lower Darkness will make a major change. If Camus rolls a NAT 1, drastic change for it.~ Each of these are discussed beforehand with both players.~

@CamusVaric

Rolls

Alteration made: Camus shifted from dislike / hostile to female form to neutral. (start)
(Alteration 1) Hidden~
(Alteration 2) Hidden~
(Alteration 3) Hidden~
(Alteration 4) Hidden~
(Alteration 5) Hidden~
(Alteration 6) Hidden~
(Alteration 7) Hidden~
(Alteration 8) Hidden~
(Alteration 9) Hidden~
(Alteration 10) Hidden~
(Drastic Alteration?) Maybe hidden or not existent?~

Spoiler: Text incase no talking in a post

"Darkness"

"Abaddon's speech"

"Orpheus' speech"

 

[CamusVaric]

She had moved by herself away from the other female. Something was wanting to protect her from becoming Darkness' toy. Right... was she not meant to want this? Yet it felt so good to be touched , that was seen even more as hands moved to give her ass a nice firm squeeze. Her cheeks heating up more at the slight prickling of nails against her skin through fabric. Thanks to not feeling repulsed by being female nor hating it, such reaction got a little stir out of the now female. She couldn't help it. Her body wasn't used to things like touch , in this form. Why should it end up being used to touch and such?

The little demon could just sense that the female persona was on the prowl. Though like hell would he be that easy to find. Darkness might have entered Camus' mind, but he had been here much much longer. Even if it wasn't fully known by the other-- the little demon had a hand in making Camus when they had been shaping that clay slab into a character. So naturally he wasn't about to leave his playground. Regardless if Darkness did somehow end up booting him out of this space-- he would find a way back. Camus' parasite personality could be said to be the same from little demon. He was attached to this form and like hell was he ever going to let a bitch take it from him completely. So he would find a way to backseat back into the game, the moment Camus became Damien again. He stayed hidden from this female persona as she hummed and whistled as she skipped around this space that was HIS.

The persona's words did catch to the now female though-- unaware of the game of cat and mouse being played in her mind. Goddess would protect and care... the little demon--- made life harder by always making life hell for them. All she had to do was call Darkness her goddess and swear loyalty to her and than little demon would be no more. No more suffering from that damn voice. Yet Darkness did actually miscalucate the almost deep attachment that Camus had to the little demon deep down. Camus might state how much hate he hated little demon, but for years when Terra was no longer, little demon was all he had to cope with. Even if his life had been made hell by it. Though he would never out right admit that he would be sad if little demon was no more.

Instead of trying to use the sword , she sheathed it and went to instead focus on the lesson. Right lesson -- this was what she was doing. Her hands went out in front of her as crimson eyes watched Darkness. She tried to use the hemomancy as the lesson was required though it wasn't the result that was needed. Yes, her hemomancy was no where near Darkness' level-- but that was the purpose of this lesson. She bit her lip slightly. She didn't speak, but it was quite clear that perhaps she wasn't giving it her all because maybe she did want little demon gone. She chewed her lip "can you actually... make him stop?" Notice she didn't say get rid-- just make him stop. Make little demon stop. Yes, little demon was still playing hide and seek away from the crazed female persona. Though he heard those words. No. No. No. He couldn't voice his hatred towards this idea.

@Darkness

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Rolls

Normal Attack
1d100 (5) + 15 + 10 + 5 = 35
35 damage

Player Sheet Here

 

[Darkness]

Somewhere undisclosed in Redchron

"My darling, I can make them stop, I can be rid of them, I can do whatever it is you might wish me to do with them~ All you need do is swear loyality to me and make your request as your first of many rewards to come if you do such.~"

_____Darkness would reach her arms out for Camus to take, she was a demon of her word, but she was limited by that very same thing due to her still remaining humanity. Sure she could just let her corrupt magic take over and do what it wanted but then she could not promise the toy would remain intact. Wishing to prove her point she would give a small nod to Camus, more so Camille as the Persona switched from intent to kill to 'silence' it by overflowing the area with spirit magic to place it into a sleep.

_____It would be the first time in a while likely, that Camus would not sense the little demon in his head, rather it was clear it was still around but being pulled away into a small corner of the fe-male's mind and Darkness offered a small smile as she waved her hands once more to beckon her student back over so they could resume the high pressure training. The more Darkness invested to 'please' the toy the more intent she was to have them at her side.

"See, Goddess even gave you peace.~ Just let her help and love you Camille... That's what you have been wanting all this time yes? Goddess will stop reaching out if you make it clear you dislike her and this idea... but is that REALLY wanted? Can you tell yourself that there will be another so willing to care and love you, to protect and nurture your growth?~"

_____The voice would try and speak in a soothing tone towards Camus as it seemed to return to his side, waving to take Darkness' offer and be her loyal follower so they could get what they have wanted. Placing the thought alongside it to add unease, could Camus think of anyone else so willing to reach out to him knowing so little like Darkness had about him? Had anyone else been able to do the things Darkness had for the fe-male?

Corrupting venom​

❰ 430 / 550 ❱

NOTE: Each 'damage' roll with Hemomancy lowers this down, at Zero Darkness will stop biting and trying to alter Camus. Each cycle Camus will take 15 'retaliation' damage. If the roll total is 70 or higher Darkness will not make any changes to him. Should Camus reach 0 hp Darkness will make a Drastic change. If the roll total is 35 or lower Darkness will make a major change. If Camus rolls a NAT 1, drastic change for it.~ Each of these are discussed beforehand with both players.~

@CamusVaric

Rolls

Alteration made: Camus shifted from dislike / hostile to female form to neutral. (start)
(Alteration 1 -major 35 roll-) 'Camus' 'little demon' is put into a deep sleep, unable to effect or influence Camus for the set time OOC player of Camus 'Play with fire' wishes.
(Alteration 2) Hidden~
(Alteration 3) Hidden~
(Alteration 4) Hidden~
(Alteration 5) Hidden~
(Alteration 6) Hidden~
(Alteration 7) Hidden~
(Alteration 8) Hidden~
(Alteration 9) Hidden~
(Alteration 10) Hidden~
(Drastic Alteration?) Maybe hidden or not existent?~

Spoiler: Text incase no talking in a post

"Darkness"

"Abaddon's speech"

"Orpheus' speech"

 

[CamusVaric]

HP: 105/150
-45 HP Total (Retaliation)
She could make it stop, all she had to do was swear loyalty to her and then make the request. Arms reached out for her to take. If she took it, then all of the problems she had faced would be gone. The little demon would be out of her mind forever. Her hand would slowly reach out towards her, the little demon wanted to scream at Camus to not take the bitches hand-- but that was when the 'peace' offering would take over. The little demon losing the edge to fight and even though that damn other persona wasn't anywhere near him. He went about feeling very tired. Then there was complete silence to the other's head. She couldn't even feel the little demon in her head at all. It was an odd feeling , but actually welcomed.

Her crimson eyes were oddly huge as she realized what the other had done. She had to stop herself from half flinging herself at the other. "T...t...thank you" she slowly said as she was waved back over so they could resume the high pressure training. The other persona spoke to her. "She did give me peace." Though the female voice did strike a cord with those words. Was there another that was willing to care and love him. To protect and nurther his growth? No one would assume that anyone could or would love someone like Camus. Though they would be wrong, there was one actual person who did generally care about him. Who would do what they could to protect him. If talking out of the game, Damien had two people that really did care about him. Though this was in game and Camus-- though there was someone who cared for the silver haired elf.

Continuing to chew on her lip as she kept her hands out. She would continue the training like the other wanted. Though she couldn't so openly embrace the other. The little demon might be silenced for the moment, but something else was keeping the female from fully embracing the other. Hands slightly shifted out as she used her hemomancy once more to attack the other to try to stop the venom from continuing to harm her.

@Darkness

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Rolls

Normal Attack
1d100 (29) + 15 + 10 + 5 = 59
59 damage

Player Sheet Here

 

[Darkness]

Somewhere undisclosed in Redchron

_____Darkness could only frown slightly, her smile less inviting for a moment as she could only curse at how hard it was to get people to willingly pick to be toys. Tapping her brain a bit as she could gather what might have held the darling just out of her embrace but would not simply rush to such a rash action when she was doing well in the lesson. She wanted her more and more as Darkness moved to take a step towards her, and gently rest Camille's face against her chest.

_____She needed to slowly ease them, but all she could think about was breaking them in like a stallion as her dark magic screamed to just let go of being nice and do what she wanted. Growling under her breath to get her taboo magic back in line as she gently ran her hand along Camille's hair. Deciding what would make for a decent stepping stone that fit the struggle and challenge. it was not going to lock her into desire to remain female, but more so prefer it and possibly more so when around Darkness as that was how they could be loved and cared for.

_____Moving to have herself look into Camille's eyes with her own, the pained expression on the Demoness' face as she was forced to place her humanity on the chopping block the more her darling toy made her work for it. She wanted to care for her, but so long as they refused to say those words she was forced to play the game of corrupting their mind and pushing them further away from who they had been. She wanted to avoid it, but at the same token she could not just tell her magic no as it demanded to force them either slowly or suddenly.

"My darling... I can only keep this offer to you for so long... my magic is not kind, I have shown interest in you as you currently are, all your flaws and perks... I want them as they are but the more you 'fight' against me, the less of you my magic will like be kept... For you have your demon, and I have several my own... If you simply agree loyalty, I can still train you as YOU, not a toy, not a fragment. Please... just let me in my darling Camille...~"

Corrupting venom​

❰ 371 / 550 ❱

NOTE: Each 'damage' roll with Hemomancy lowers this down, at Zero Darkness will stop biting and trying to alter Camus. Each cycle Camus will take 15 'retaliation' damage. If the roll total is 70 or higher Darkness will not make any changes to him. Should Camus reach 0 hp Darkness will make a Drastic change. If the roll total is 35 or lower Darkness will make a major change. If Camus rolls a NAT 1, drastic change for it.~ Each of these are discussed beforehand with both players.~

@CamusVaric

Rolls

Alteration made: Camus shifted from dislike / hostile to female form to neutral. (start)
(Alteration 1 -major 35 roll-) 'Camus' 'little demon' is put into a deep sleep, unable to effect or influence Camus for the set time OOC player of Camus 'Play with fire' wishes.
(Alteration 2 -Average 59 roll) 'Camus while in game may lean to enjoy their female form more then male. At player discursion.
(Alteration 3) Hidden~
(Alteration 4) Hidden~
(Alteration 5) Hidden~
(Alteration 6) Hidden~
(Alteration 7) Hidden~
(Alteration 8) Hidden~
(Alteration 9) Hidden~
(Alteration 10) Hidden~
(Drastic Alteration?) Maybe hidden or not existent?~

Spoiler: Text incase no talking in a post

"Darkness"

"Abaddon's speech"

"Orpheus' speech"

 

[CamusVaric]

HP: 90/150
-15 HP (Retaliation)

The other went to move and take a step towards her and then gently leading her into her chest. She didn't move, hell she even end up nuzzling into the other woman's chest. Soft. For someone so opposed to being female before , now that seemed like just something so silly. With the little demon silenced, the struggle of the other female had truly lessened. The only thing holding her back was one thought of one other person who might provide what the female persona had spoke of. Though she didn't even try to push herself away at all. A hand gently went through her hair, a soft little sigh leaving the now female. Though her ears slightly had twitched as she heard that growl from the other before the soft strokes of her hair.

Those words about wanting her as she was-- well like this. With flaws and perks . Her magic wasn't kind to her , and she too had several demons of her own. All she had to do was agree loyalty and she could be trained as not a toy or a fragment. Those crimson eyes looked up at her. Though the thing was she was still herself, stubborn even if she made it where didn't detest this form.She couldn't help but want to take the other's offer though. How many people would miss the old Camus anyways? Little demon had taunted him so much-- so much suffering had gone through the transformed female's head. Character skin or not-- the mind was still a tad broken underneath. It would just be a new mask. Yeah.. that could be a way of looking at it.

She softly chewed her lip, a little habit that Darkness would learn that the other had. "All I have to do is agree... and it all goes away?" She couldn't help as she softly went to nuzzle into the other. "You won't be hurt anymore by your magic if... if I let you in?" Camus was a persona, but underneath it all -- the small kindness was there from Damien. No matter how much his mind should be screaming at him-- without little demon.... well other elements took hold. Though what if this was a test and he shouldn't think as much now-- it was like a ticking clock. Slowly at first but going quickly. Her crimson eyes watched as she allowed her hemomancy to kick in.

Her attacks could be more potent, but perhaps deep down something made it where she wanted Darkness to fawn over her. To change her, she couldn't just give in fully. Could she? "No one will miss me... will they? I could just... give in and let you have me." Her voice so soft , her eyes going to look towards the ground. "Why do you want me? I don't understand why me. Why change me? I... don't exactly... hate this. Though.... I just .... want to know why?" She wasn't running from the other female, if anything it showed she was giving in more and more. Though how much was from the alterations that Darkness had made and how much was it showing the transformed female's broken mind state.

@Darkness

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Rolls

Normal Attack
1d100 (15) + 15 + 10 + 5 = 45
45 damage
Hemomancy

Player Sheet Here

 

[Darkness]

Somewhere undisclosed in Redchron

"My darling... I want you... to live life differently then I had, your current state reminds me in part to my origins... before I had this body, my old self even before I was trapped in a weapon... I was broken, used, and unloved... i do not wish that on anyone. It is why I am drawn to those this world calls broken, why I seek to alter them to get them out of the 'idea' they are not worth love. If this body was not so against men, I'd have maybe not changed or request you to be woman..."

_____Darkness spoke with a soft tone, her inner demons screaming to shut up and stop trying to give them reason to feel they had been more alike. DARKNESS was not unloved, she was not considered broken or ever used. She was betrayed, and that was their reason to never allow it again. Those that had done it did not love her, so she would make the world love her and loyal to her so she never had to suffer again. So it was true, but the inner demons seemed to have a different 'view' of the facts.

_____However, as it took time to explain her reason, Darkness could only start to tear up as the corrupting magic kept forcing itself into Camille's body. Altering the woman more and more rather then having them accept the Demoness' offer and be allowed to chose their changes. This time, and now on the more aggressive side as the venom would spark desire for Darkness. The inner voice chiming up as the dark magic in Darkness forcefully moved her grip to loosen and move to go back to biting Camille having noticed it was the chink in the armor.

"Seems Goddess is starting to lose her struggle, if this keeps up you will not be much of yourself if the magic gets it's way. We will still love goddess, and she will still love and care for us but less so... She always feels remorse for having to force us to see the truth that Goddess' love is all we ever need...~"

Corrupting venom​

❰ 326 / 550 ❱

NOTE: Each 'damage' roll with Hemomancy lowers this down, at Zero Darkness will stop biting and trying to alter Camus. Each cycle Camus will take 15 'retaliation' damage. If the roll total is 70 or higher Darkness will not make any changes to him. Should Camus reach 0 hp Darkness will make a Drastic change. If the roll total is 35 or lower Darkness will make a major change. If Camus rolls a NAT 1, drastic change for it.~ Each of these are discussed beforehand with both players.~

@CamusVaric

Rolls

Alteration made: Camus shifted from dislike / hostile to female form to neutral. (start)
(Alteration 1) Error (Save passed)
(Alteration 2) Error (Save passed)
(Alteration 3 -major 35 roll-) 'Camus' 'little demon' is put into a deep sleep, unable to effect or influence Camus for the set time OOC player of Camus 'Play with fire' wishes.
(Alteration 4 -Average 59 roll) 'Camus while in game may lean to enjoy their female form more then male. At player discursion.
(Alteration 5 -Average 45 roll) 'Camille' is more attracted and desires Darkness' touch over others while in female form.
(Alteration 6) Hidden~
(Alteration 7) Hidden~
(Alteration 8) Hidden~
(Alteration 9) Hidden~
(Alteration 10) Hidden~
(Drastic Alteration?) Maybe hidden or not existent?~

Spoiler: Text incase no talking in a post

"Darkness"

"Abaddon's speech"

"Orpheus' speech"

 

[CamusVaric]

HP: 75/150
-15 HP (Retaliation)

Live life... much a like. Though was that what he had been before? Broken, used, unloved.... the image of what life had been like before in the real world -- it unwillingly began to play in the now female's mind. Darkness didn't wish that type of life on anyone. Though was her words correct? The last ones about changing him-- though he didn't really mind it. All she had to do was give in and she could have it all... right? Though would this training end in that sense--- she couldn't help but wonder if that was the case. The voice of the female persona only made it rougher on the now female. All she needed , all they needed. There was no actual way she could get out of this without something fully happening. Already so different than how she had started. Though she should have realized that it wouldn't be an easy path.

She stepped towards Darkness "I don't want to see you hurt. I... don't really know why you have such an dislike of men... but... I don't really mind this." She went to wrap arms around the other. She wanted the other close to her, to be loved. She said she would love her ... right? Something very risky happened in those moments. She shifted upon her tippy toes, arms still around the other woman. She had gone from being tall to actually very small. It oddly was a cute thing , even if she seemed a little off. She was an elf, so why did she have such a height change? She was the shortest an elf could actually be. She pressed her body into the other's and took a risk that probably shouldn't have been done.

Slowly and boldly did she press her lips against the other's. It was the closest thing the stubborn elf would have to actually giving in right now. As she kissed the other she focused on her Hemomancy. Her body pressed closely to the other, not wanting to really part from her. She slightly rocked back and broke thie kiss, a little huff leaving her. "I want more....can I have more? I... don't want to be a toy though.... I... don't want to hurt you." Oh she might make mistakes.. though she was a smart little thing. Was she somehow manipulating the changes without even knowing it? Or perhaps allowing them to make her strong and having a little fun of her own.

The thing that bugged Camus before was the changing thing. Darkness wasn't a bad looking woman in the slightest, Camus had just been cocky and stubborn. Though at this point, who knew how much of this was the soul within that was Camus. Or was Camille just a new personality completely-- much like the female persona in her head. She was flushed slightly and looking up at the other.
@Darkness

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Rolls

Normal Attack
1d100 (87) + 15 + 10 + 5 = 117
117 damage
Hemomancy

Player Sheet Here

 

[Darkness]

Somewhere undisclosed in Redchron

_____Darkness was a little shocked to say the least by the sudden 'change' rather the boldness of her new 'friend'. She knew what it should have felt like, how she could perceive it. Sadly she lost such feeling with her magic growing as strong as it was, sure since she had changed Camus into a woman she could feel it slightly with the magic in their body, but it was a faded memory of something Darkness enjoyed, and one she wanted.

_____Darkness would wrap her arms once more around Camille's frame, pulling the smaller woman up so they could be at eye level if she was allowed, hands very much demanding the woman to wrap her legs around the now taller Demoness before sinking her teeth back into the neck of Camille with far more pressure. Darkness' mind clouded by desire, anger, sorrow, emotions she could only feel in small fragments but with nothing else going on in her mind they screamed and roared like a wild fire.

_____She wanted to give Camille more, but she could not without her either agreeing to be loyal, or becoming a toy. Darkness did not want to feel the sting of betrayal if Camille eventually DID decide to leave her side if the Demoness did not lock them in before anything else. She lost one to many times, been punished for showing kindness to many times, reached a hand out only to be thrown down instead. It was clear as tears started to fall from Darkness' eyes.

_____She could not 'give' more with how things had been currently, Swearing loyalty was the only way her taboo magic would allow her to give more, and it would not yield until either it was pushed out, converted Camille into her plaything, or loyalty was sworn.

"Goddess is stuck in a hard spot. She wants to give you more, but her magic refuses to let her mortal heart risk another fracture. She only has one last part unbroken, if it gets shattered Darkness will be unable to truly show compassion even to her loyal and or toys... Swearing Loyalty you can keep who you mostly are, it simply makes your mind wish to not harm Darkness' heart."

Corrupting venom​

❰ 209 / 550 ❱

NOTE: Each 'damage' roll with Hemomancy lowers this down, at Zero Darkness will stop biting and trying to alter Camus. Each cycle Camus will take 15 'retaliation' damage. If the roll total is 70 or higher Darkness will not make any changes to him. Should Camus reach 0 hp Darkness will make a Drastic change. If the roll total is 35 or lower Darkness will make a major change. If Camus rolls a NAT 1, drastic change for it.~ Each of these are discussed beforehand with both players.~

@CamusVaric

Rolls

Alteration made: Camus shifted from dislike / hostile to female form to neutral. (start)
(Alteration 1) Error (Save passed)
(Alteration 2) Error (Save passed)
(Alteration 3 -major 35 roll-) 'Camus' 'little demon' is put into a deep sleep, unable to effect or influence Camus for the set time OOC player of Camus 'Play with fire' wishes.
(Alteration 4 -Average 59 roll) 'Camus while in game may lean to enjoy their female form more then male. At player discursion.
(Alteration 5 -Average 45 roll) 'Camille' is more attracted and desires Darkness' touch over others while in female form.
(Alteration 6) Error (Save passed)
(Alteration 7) Hidden~
(Alteration 8) Hidden~
(Alteration 9) Hidden~
(Alteration 10) Hidden~
(Drastic Alteration?) Maybe hidden or not existent?~

Spoiler: Text incase no talking in a post

"Darkness"

"Abaddon's speech"

"Orpheus' speech"

"Camille's speech"