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Michelle Hawke | Human; Citizen

Posted on Tue May 16, 2017 1:42 pm


God, can’t people decide for themselves? Before seeing the damn thing? I’d made an effort not to sound accusatory, or angry, but these guys would probably get butthurt anyway. Doesn’t hurt to read a review or two, I mean it’s up to three hours you won’t get back. Wouldn’t it be nice if a bad movie was the worst of your worries? Maybe that’s what it was like to be young. Wouldn’t that feel a little weak? I’d been there, but it hadn’t lasted long and I always felt like, well shit I was, carrying something else on my shoulder. I liked these guys less and less, to be honest. It wasn’t the nerdiness, it wasn’t that they were anime fans - it was what seemed to come with that neckbeard mentality. That weird culture snobbiness.

I smiled mid-taco bite almost dropping lettuce on my shirt but quickly pushed it in the corners of my mouth with my fingers. This girl doesn’t seem to be jumping on the nerd train, no offense. Not everyone gets it, and that’s cool. Something tells me her dancing is fucking mesmerizing and you don’t learn that watching cartoons. It wasn’t that I was trying to take up for her, more that these guys were quickly proving my point that the mythological “nice guy” was usually just a pious and jealous nerd. “Nice guys” always felt fucking owed something. And as much as I liked to have sex, I loved the idea shutting one of these guys down at the last minute. Felix raised a brow. Woah, down girl. I bet she’d like it if she gave it a chance. Was I irritable for a reason? The annoyance flooded me that they had this double standard, they were cooler because they liked things rarely smiled upon by the mainstream, but then just assumed everyone else should like it too? And if she doesn’t, that’s cool too. Fuck, time to log off tumblr for a month, right?

I wouldn’t call myself an ultra fan or anything, but I’ve watched a few. Not all of ‘em stick, but I love Neon Genesis Evangelion. Kevin’s eyes lit up, and Felix glared. As if they’d claimed us already. I smiled, thinking I should lighten up, just so I could let them down even harder later. Man, something about her really did make me mean. My eyes lit up even brighter than Kevin’s had moments before, but it was at Lils this time. Oh, man, I hoped she’d play along tonight, I kinda loved the idea of her showing some fang and having them shit themselves at just the right moment.

It’s like, a total classic when it comes to anime. I wasn’t even paying attention to which one was talking now. I’d let my focus drift to my tacos, which I was almost finished with the second and already starting to fill up. Shame, really. Why couldn’t Taco Bell be more like this? Guys, don’t tell me you’re chickening out though. Something tells me Monkeyfeather isn’t your normal jive, but as you guys would probably preach to Lils about anime, you should give it a chance.

Uh, oh, yeah, right. I mean, they have booze, right? Like, maybe something local? Um, hell if I know, dude. It’s a dance club. You’re supposed to get wasted on whatever’s put in front of you. That’s how it works.

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Lilith Alysbury | Wolf; Warlord/Battlelord

Posted on Sun May 21, 2017 8:09 pm

Should have been paying attention to the boys. At least Kevin. My eyes had other ideas only shifting between my tacos and Michelle. She had some sass. A stash of venom that I hadn’t expected. Don’t know why I had just assumed she would be a pushover like all fucking humans but here she was adding salt to these boys imaginary pretend tortillas. “Michelle is kinda right.” I scrunched up my nose a little and Kevin gazed at me like it was the cutest thing since whatever kitten picture he had last looked at online. “About a lot of things actually.” I sounded surprised because I was. Had to admit I totally understood why Onyx fooled around with her. She was easy on the eyes. Didn’t take any shit as far as I could tell and liked Mexican. Spicy food was serious business. Not to mention she was throwing me a compliment. Didn’t get those very often. If at all. Not even for shit that I knew I should get patted on the head for. Like someone dolled out notes stating the Lone was smug enough without someone offering her a big juicy bone. The fact I never got any stitch of that kind of recognition from anyone made my head tilt softly at this human. I like her. This was doing my head in. Headache territory I did not expect to encounter. Which was being made evident from the lack of vodka in front of me. Tacos beginning to soak up what I had drunk. Doing me a favor by giving me much needed sustenance and at the same time being a traitorous bastard. “Don’t have a lot of time for sitting on my arse. I’ve…moved around a lot.” I’d ripped shreds off the Pacific wolves for entertaining humans and now I was doing the same. Their pathetic shit getting under my skin just like it had last time with that Lenny guy. I still found it fucking lame that Onyx resorted to the company of a human woman over wolves but fuck. Whatever makes him happy right?

Couldn’t focus at all on the conversation about Anime because it wasn’t remotely important. Also had lost my appetite, with possibly three bites left of my remaining taco. I stared at it like doing so would teleport it into my stomach without having to put it in my mouth. Without having to chew. Appetite gone, replaced with an uncomfortable feeling that was like the one I had before but also mixed in with so much more, I pushed the last of my meal away. Ears perking to the mention of the nightclub I swallowed down nerves. “Free tequila shot at the door if we are early enough.” Did hipsters even drink spirits? I had no idea. Nor did I really care. Them getting trashed and suddenly finding liquid courage that gifted more than cheesily thrown arms over shoulders was recipe for madness. Michelle could have them if she wanted. Both. As long as I got to spend time with her. Just for tonight. I’d give myself a little reprieve from constantly looking down on humans and just enjoy the company without lingering on how it made me weak. What Dominion and the others would say if I told them.  Not that I could or would. What genre of music do they play? Was done with the questions. So done. I didn’t want to let them get into a conversation about how House was better than Electro for X list of reasons anyway. All music had its merits. Some songs not so good as others but music was music.

“Not into surprises? Well sorry but I love them but you won’t have to wait long to find out.” Rising from my seat I gestured in the direction of the bathroom with my head. “Come with?” Directing the question to Michelle. Why do girls always go to the bathroom together? Felix laughed. Had always pondered that myself. Wasn’t even something that was intrinsic to just human females either. Wolves even fucking did it. Made no sense to me. I only went to the bathroom to use it or to drink back a hit of Fanger blood. Why in the fuck would I need or want my hand held during either of those things? When drunk it was sometimes unavoidable, having an escort to the loos. Passing tampons and toilet paper under stalls. Having discussions when it was completely inappropriate to be doing so when people were trying to do their business. I didn’t need to use the toilet so this wasn’t one of those awkward moments. I needed to talk to Michelle before I wouldn’t be able to.

How the fuck was I even going to do this?

Why was I even doing it?

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Re: [Private] Cheap Thrils

Michelle Hawke | Human; Citizen

Posted on Wed May 24, 2017 1:44 am


Didn’t even try to hide the proud smirk, I wasn’t used to needing to really stand up to people, or for people. Other than when it was in game then I wouldn’t call it standing up. It was just straight up shit talking. Yeah, because it was behind the facade of anonymity, probably, and the fact that it was just the culture of it. The guys had grown quiet, either put in their place, ravenous for their food, or both. I smirked at Lils and took their cute to finish my last taco, washing it down with a drink. Now I was ready to hit Monkeyfeather, even if I needed to get completely tore up before even getting started on the floor.

I’m not gonna lie, I’m shit at dancing but I won’t give a shit if I’m loaded.
Could always just sit at the bar and get wasted, right? I didn’t even really give that a response. If I wanted to do something as boring as that, I’d stay home and get wasted and play some drunken Warframe. Or maybe even Borderlands - it had been gifted to me and I couldn’t stop playing it lately.

They play music that makes your ass move. What was up with the twenty questions? LIke they were gonna have surgery and they were asking about fucking risks and benefits. Culture snobs, that’s so what they were. I’d never listened to pop or dance on my own, never liked it on the radio, in day to day life. It felt too… stupid? To me. But there was a place for it. There was a place where the bass and the beat mattered more. I knew that and I’d only been to once dance club.

Maybe it was the guys, we’d been experimenting anyway, at least that was how I saw it. Maybe they were getting on her nerves as much as mine. I almost hoped now, that she was wanting to ditch them. Sure, I said, taking one more sip of my soda before pushing myself away from the table and not even looking back at the guys. I walked through the tables in the store, dodging someone who clearly didn’t look look before backing up, oblivious to other people. Walked past the woman walking out and heard the sound of the loud rapid hand dryer.


I’d never been a part of the group of girls who gossiped in front of the bathroom mirror. This was all rando and new to me and gave me slightly awk vibes because I thought of the only other person who’d got me to go out like this a few times - and she was dead. I wondered how awkward it would have been if Maggie had still been alive. Would she keep working for me? Would I have been “gifted” Mad Platter? I realized we were alone, and I wasn’t sure if she had something to ask before I actually took a piss, so I waited, looking in the mirror pretending to fix an eyelash. Is that what we did here?

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Lilith Alysbury | Wolf; Warlord/Battlelord

Posted on Tue May 30, 2017 4:24 am

Though I hadn’t been planning on it as soon as we entered the bathroom I had a sudden urge for blood. Shitty brain starting to make connections between tiled floors with little cubicles and drinking embalming fluid. That’s just great. “I’m not going for a piss, just so this doesn’t seem weird.” I busted into a stall and shoved a hand down into my bra to fumble inside the padding. Wasn’t like I needed fillets to get the job done. They served a purpose that had nothing to do with presenting larger ladies on my chest. Had to hide, disguise and smooth out the fucking vials I had stashed away. Three of them. Lucky for me that X didn’t send the shit in high school grade test tubes. Shattered glass in the tit was not a surprise I wanted on the dancefloor. Wolfing down an entire vial I licked my tongue over my teeth as many times as I could to make sure no red clung to them before I opened the door. This was why I was doing this wasn’t it? With the liquor wearing off I could feel the happy go lucky effects also beginning to drain. I was super fucking worried that I was going to do something stupid. Michelle was our neighbour. She was apparently a friend of Onyx’s. Just because she was a human didn’t mean that she wouldn’t nark on me if I did something retarded under the influence of Fanger blood.

“Have no idea if this is the right thing to do but fuck…I’m kinda sick of going to dance clubs on my own and you seem cool.”
I could go with Scarlet and Boom but I didn’t want them being seen with me more than they already had. Didn’t want association with me being a reason why the other Wolves would question their motives. Like they always did when it came to me. Smooth transition that’s what they needed. They were distraught about not having a pack. There’s being so small it had been just like a larger extended family. Wouldn’t have surprised me if their fucked upness came from some intense inbreeding. “I have no idea if you and Vincent have like….I mean wait you’ve fucked right? Then you have to know he’s not human.” What the fuck was I thinking of course she didn’t. Hadn’t met a Wolf in my life that claimed to be able to stop even a partial shift in the middle of sex. Well claimed yes, being able to deliver? Hell no. Being more intune with your Wolf could lead to having more control but it didn’t stop it  becoming somewhat comparable to nerds in furry costumes fucking at video game conventions. “Shit I’ve never done this before…..I’m a Wolf too.”

Now I knew I was going to ramble at top speed. My pupils were probably the size of flying saucers. Nerve endings all electrified by the toxic foreign substance I had just ingested. “I’m going through some heavy shit right now. Not asking for a pity party to be thrown I just think it would be best if we ditched the lemmings.” I gestured sharply with my head back towards the restaurant. “I know it was me that invited them to eat with us. As fun as that all is, I don’t think it would help me if they come with.” Was so not going to tell her that I had been thinking about eating them. That the tacos had only just curbed some of that hunger. Technically I was still putting her in danger but since I hadn’t as of yet considered her to look tasty in the ready to eat department I felt like she was safe. Had to be because they were male and pathetic. Wolf instincts mixed with Fanger blood did not bode well for the helpless or those endowed with dangly bits. I mean shit, the stuff had me dreaming about Onyx in ways I’d never considered before so obviously I was just into nomming on guys when fucked up. “I’m trying to….Vincent and I, we….I’m not from around here so he’s…” Explaining anything to a human was stupid. They couldn’t understand the politics involved. Any of the history behind anything. Not to mention there was no need for them to know at all. “Not fucking up is a big deal to me right now, lets just say that.”

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Michelle Hawke | Human; Citizen

Posted on Thu Jun 01, 2017 2:14 am

Alright, I said, hoping that meant she just needed to talk, hopefully ditch the guys, and not that she had to take a massive shit. I mean it would be my luck. Yeah, was really hoping to ditch the dudes. I would even abandon any remnants of my food I had left, though I wasn’t sure there was any. Fuck, even if she was having second thoughts about going to the club at all, I wouldn’t complain either way because I was totally okay with going home and loading up Mass Effect. I was feelin’ some Mass Effect.

Seem cool only because you don’t know me yet, I’m kind of a fucken dweeb, but yeah man, you don’t need to go alone, as long as you don’t mind a moron. I rambled, like I did when I was around people I didn’t know, but I had a feeling there was more coming, even if it was ditching the guys. God, I hope she didn’t think I’d be butthurt because I wasn’t even planning on going back to the table. The next part of the bathroom chatter, though, had me both nervous and grinning - proudly. Weird. Yeah, I said, dragging the word out awkwardly. Half the fun, I said, grinning and hoping to dissipate some of the slight awkwardness I was feeling. I had no idea what to expect next, like fuck if she was going to actually ask me about it. Felt a huge wave of relief wash over me when the follow up wasn’t about us. Fuck, I was proud, but I didn’t wanna give details. I was proud that she knew in a fucked way, but I wasn’t the type to fucken talk about it.

I um, I didn’t wanna assume, but I kinda… well yeah fuck I assumed. Even if it’s hard to picture you as one. Almost added, that fact made it cooler, but this wasn’t a goddamn comic book.

Oh, my god, I thought you’d never ask. Like, I wasn’t even going back to the table and I feel kinda shit for- And I kinda shut up once I realized there was a deeper tone to the conversation than I’d realized. I’d seen Gio turn, I’d seen at least the part of Vincent’s wolf side that sex brought out. But I’d never made the connection of what that meant for people who didn’t know like I did. Like, fuck, did they always have to be careful in public? Were they so easily triggered or did she think she might…

I wanted to be afraid of her in that moment alone in a bathroom with someone who could turn and not have as much control as Vincent had with me. If anyone knew what was going on in my mind they would know that was the struggle. A part of me was but that part was always drowned out. It was almost impossible to describe the feeling, but it was almost like being stranded on an island and seeing a fucking cruise ship. Like when your car breaks down and someone finally stops to help. I had intrusive thoughts about her doing for me what I was either too afraid to do or too strong to do myself. That’s what kept me here - cowardice against jumping off a cliff - and the strength not to mixed together.

I looked through the mirror at the stall behind me. Don’t provoke her, don’t fuck this up. I got ya, man. You want me to kind of um… make sure you don’t get into too much trouble?

Apart from my own fucking psychological bullshit whatever the fuck was going on, suddenly Vincent was painted in a different light too, just, weird. Hadn’t even thought about there even being any kind of social hierarchy or anything, just people together dealing with being what they were. I didn’t ask about it, wasn’t my business, but seeing him as an authority figure was just fucking bizarre to me. I both wanted to see it and didn’t. Alright man, well I don’t have any shit at the table other than half a taco which I won’t miss. So as far as I’m concerned the boys can go home and wank it to animated tits and we can be on our way. Shit, though, if given the option I’d rather piss in a Chipotle bathroom than some club. Fuck, you know you’ve opened yourself to annoying questions, though, right? Like can you catch the hep from a nasty toilet? Do wolves get stds? I asked as I opened a stall door, locked it behind me and starting my business.

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