King of the Dead

Everyone has a weakness H A D E S ;; Necromancer{ firstbloodrp blog }

[ashatteredslipper-deactivated20]

"But she can’t be all bad I mean, she helped me and…there has to be more to the story."

[thenecromancxr]

"She helped you? Explain."

[ashatteredslipper-deactivated20]

Maleficent? Her fairy. Shaking her head Cinderella’s eyes grew wide “Perhaps it was an accident, perhaps she didn’t mean too…”

[thenecromancxr]

"I really don't care."

[thenecromancxr]

Closed | Hegara

[imprisonedenchantress-blog]

    Her fingers ran through his hair slowly, fingernails gently scraping against his scalp. This was the first time that the enchantress had let her guard down in front of him, and if he ever brought it up again… Pulling away ever so slightly, she tucked a finger underneath his chin, prompting his head up so that his eyes met hers. “When was the last time you’ve eaten? Or at least had some water.”

[thenecromancxr]

"Oh it's been a while." Before the news of his daughter's horrific death had caused him to lose it. Perhaps longer than that... he'd been stopping at nothing to find her, to no avail. He had very little time for nourishment. He gazed up at her briefly before looking away. "I... need your help." Help that would see her become incredibly powerful. 

[ififisgood]

She banged against the wall and fell to the floor shocked. She was just trying to be mean - she was about to leave, when he said those words. The words that had her standing up and marching towards the child. “Shut your tongue! I look nothing like that pethetic worm, i am nothing like her! Do not say that, do not do not DO NOT!” And with that she used her powers and pushed the boy to the wall. 

[thenecromancxr]

Hades' usual strong build did not protect him from the impact. He was a frail boy. Pain shot through the back of his head and from then on the childlike desire to destroy caused Hades to set her hair on fire. He then did her a solid--by putting it out. With the direction of his hand he beat her against the floor like a child would destroy a toy he'd grown bored with. "I'll say what I want you ungrateful child. Don't forget who you are taking to." 

[tellmewhenithurts-deactivated20]

Daimon leaped as his cloak caught on fire and quickly put it out, eyes wide at his uncle. The expression remaining until his father was brought up. Daimon squared his shoulders and looked down at the child in front of him—that’s what Hades was currently—a child. Why should he think of him any differently. “I may look like my father—but I was trained by you. That makes me far from worthless.”

[thenecromancxr]

"Touche." The demi god gazed up at his nephew with eyes of cold steel, though a hint of pride shone through. "You'd do well to always remember you're mine. My son. My protege; my little golden boy."  

[ififisgood]

Aw! Your so cute! 

[thenecromancxr]

He sends her flying against the wall. "Shut up." A wince, then. "What is it with you twins and aging into your parents?" 

[ashatteredslipper-deactivated20]

"The fairy?"

[thenecromancxr]

"Maleficent. I'd bet my three headed dog she's the one responsible."

[imprisonedenchantress-blog]

"Are you even tall enough to reach her?"

[thenecromancxr]

With the flick of his wrist he reduces the woman to his knees, bringing her to his height. "Ahh my little nutmeg. I'd recognize," those eyes, "that rear anywhere." 

[evocxtio-blog]

"When do I ever get into trouble, Papa? I can’t even ride my horse, and I never realized how heavy my books were… Can I help, when you set her on fire? Please."

[thenecromancxr]

"More often than not. And no. I need you to remain here where it's safe." 

[tellmewhenithurts-deactivated20]

"I’m not supposed to laugh right? Forgive me uncle—but you don’t look like you could set a fly on fire."

[thenecromancxr]

And thus, Hades sets Daimon's cloak on fire. "I've been burning people alive since I scorched the land I was born upon, you little worm. And by the gods you're going to age miserably. You look like that worthless cunt father of yours." 

[thenecromancxr]

Closed | Hegara

[imprisonedenchantress-blog]

    An uneven breath left the enchantress allowed her fingers to brush over his cheekbone before his fingers wrapped around her own. Never even in her wildest dreams had she imagined that she’d see him reduced to this. Normally, she’d have been overjoyed and have taken pleasure in his pain, but she couldn’t — not now. She stepped even closer, bringing up her free hand to rest it on the back of his head and nudging gently so that his cheek rest against her stomach. 

[thenecromancxr]

The giant of a man allowed himself to be guided by the enchantress, head moving where she bid it. He had half expected her to make a witty quip or two, rouse his rage and their entire interaction breed nothing but bruises and destruction... but she surprised him. He remained against her, soaking up the feel of her. As inconsolable as he was - he appreciated the gesture. It was one he would not forget. 

[evocxtio-blog]

"This is a terrible joke…"

[thenecromancxr]

"Don't worry, sweetheart. The fairy who thinks she's funny is going to go hilariously up in flames soon enough. Just stay out of trouble." 

[allpowerfulsorcerer-blog-blog-d]

Age Event - Young Jafar

"Well, this is a particularly pleasant turn of events."

[thenecromancxr]

"Pleasant? Are you insane, Vizier?" 

[ififisgood]

Well… at least I have aged with grace. It must be dreadful being you. 

[thenecromancxr]

Watch your mouth, I can still turn you into a worm.

[thenecromancxr]

"I am going to set that fairy on fire once and for all." 

[thenecromancxr]

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[imprisonedenchantress-blog]

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[thenecromancxr]

"I'm a teacher, it's my job to see you improve in all areas of your education," he responded, eyes fluttering shut for a moment as her tongue ran against his rapidly hardening cock. He was barely surprised to see she'd gotten to her knees so quickly - she loved their taboo little meetings, no matter how much she denied it.  

[thenecromancxr]

Closed | Hegara

[imprisonedenchantress-blog]

    Upon entering the tent, Megara had been prepared to let loose a slew of quips pertaining to his temper after seeing the havoc that had been let loose. Pink tinted lips parted, only to stop when her eyes were met with the sight of the powerful man on his knees, eyes bloodshot from crying. His pain radiated throughout the room, so powerful she could feel it deep within her chest. The enchantress didn’t have it in her to verbally attack him, not now, shame nagging her over the fact that she’d come in here to taunt a man who’d just lost his daughter. Her hatred for him pushed aside, he was still a man — a father who was grieving over his child. She swallowed the lump in her throat and slowly moved closer to him, small palm coming out to stroke his cheek gently.

[thenecromancxr]

    Very few things could be considered redeeming qualities in the man who readily tortured and killed, got off on the weakness of others and immersed himself in death. The love he possessed for his children, however, was one. If there was anything pure about the demi-god--that was surely it. The sorrow he felt was truer than anything he'd ever known and it was overwhelming. As soon as the hand touched his cheek his own shot out to grab it -- he'd been so consumed with pain he'd not noticed Meg's arrival. His head turned to gaze into her eyes, words dying upon his tongue. His grip lessened, intertwining their hands.