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Ursa Nazyalensky - Christmas Ball outfit
#vcxmas2024#vievecorcitytask#( wicek. )#( i'm being lazy with wicek and just using north south pictures )
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“The Accuser”
Paul Ryan - Bob Wiacek
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task 004. - back to basics
FULL NAME: Ursa Wicek Nazyalensky AGE/DOB: 145 years old, 1 January 1878 HEIGHT: 6'2 WEIGHT: 80kg ETHNICITY: White / Russian GENDER: Male HAIR: Brown EYES: Blue SCARS: He has a scar on his shin from breaking his leg when he was young, he also has scars on his hands from his human life.
TATTOOS: N/A PIERCINGS: N/A LANGUAGES: English, Russian EDUCATION: Graduated Law school OCCUPATION: Escort SEXUAL IDENTIFICATION: Pansexual ROMANTIC IDENTIFICATION: Panromantic TEMPERAMENT: Phlegmatic MYERS BRIGGS TYPE: INFJ MORAL ALIGNMENT: Neutral
SPECIFICS FAVORITE FOOD: Blood (pre vampire, he liked peaches) FAVORITE DRINK: Also blood (and whiskey) FAVORITE BRAND: Hugo Boss FAVORITE PLACE: any park in the city FAVORITE HOBBY: tending to plants / botany FAVORITE ARTIST: Vincent Van Gogh FAVORITE MUSICIAN: Frank Sinatra FAVORITE TV SHOW: It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia FAVORITE MOVIE: The Lord of the Rings trilogy FAVORITE BOOK: Frankenstein - Mary Shelley FAVORITE SCENT: Lilac and fresh cut grass FAVORITE COLOUR: cornflower blue FAVORITE TEXTURE: anything soft FAVORITE PERSON: It was Astrid, before that it was his sister.
RANDOM LIST FIVE THINGS THEY LIKE: Plants, slow dancing, trashy romance novels, smoking, cats. LIST FIVE THINGS THEY DISLIKE: Early mornings, bad music, being bossed around, waiting in a long line, traffic. PET PEEVE: Repetitive tapping PERSONALITY TYPES THEY PREFER: Softer personalities are the ones he's drawn to but he also likes some cockiness. PERSONALITY TYPES THEY AVOID: Overly aggressive and arrogant ACHILLES HEEL: Puppy dog eyes, his own self doubt which grew worse after his arrest. LIST THREE THINGS THEY LIKE ABOUT THEMSELVES: his eyes, his ability to LIST THREE THINGS THEY DISLIKE ABOUT THEMSELVES: his mental health is something he struggles with, his lack of ability to stand up for himself now, his bad knees from his human life. FASHION STYLE: Either clean cut suits or flannel shirts and jeans and big sweaters. LIST TWO SEX POSITIONS THEY PREFER: missionary, doggy style LIST TWO SEX POSITIONS THEY AVOID: anything where he is standing, awkward complicated ones that are just complicated for no reason.
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“ Do we really need this much gingerbread? “ (from wicek)
"Of course! We cannot make a gingerbread village without it!" And a house was just too small. Since they never really used the dinning room table Simon decided it would be perfect for a mini village. "Besides, I want to make a train too. I think that'll be very cute."
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There was a lot going on around the castle and while he was happy to no longer be in his dad’s body, now he was in an entirely different body. At least he wouldn’t feel bad kissing someone in this one. However, she’d had enough of everyone else and just wanted some time with Wicek. Her best bet was to start with the suite. Wearing a dress Percy had been nice enough to magic up for him like a fairy godmother, but more witch than fairy, Kiaan made her way back to the suite. She called out as she stepped inside, but it was quiet and seemingly empty. Just to be sure, she moved through the main area and entered the greenhouse, thinking she might find him there. If not, it was a nice place to relax for a moment.
Wicek was nowhere to be seen, but it was nice to take a moment to catch her breath. There hadn’t been much time to relax the last couple of days. Her body was abuzz with energy coming from this leather collar on her neck, making it even harder to rest when she got the chance. Even now, she heard the suite door close, stealing away any of the time she had, and she turned to face the greenhouse doorway, unable to see much of the rest of the suite. “Wicek?” she called out softly.
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The following slave has been purchased:
Barry Wakefield is now the sole property of Wicek Leskov
You are now the property of your Master and your Master alone. The Council will not interfere with any affair between you and your Master, and your Master will take full responsibility for all of your actions.
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It had been a long time since he had been a part of a coven, but after the attack of a separate coven, he realised how many witches they had living in the castle. For him, battling other witches like that had been second nature, even after all the years since he cut himself off from coven. During the attack, though, he had seen a lot of.... he wouldn’t say inexperience, but space to grow in ways having a coven to lean on and work with provided. After all the years of simply being a hermit with visions and an obsession with books, he was ready to be a witch again.
With Hemi’s help, he was able to put up some flyers in areas that someone might stop to read them. Not the hallways, but the library, the art room, the infirmary, and so on. It was certainly an unconventional way of getting witches together, but he was collared and couldn’t exactly send out his intentions with magic.
There he sat, in the library as always, but instead of reading, he was waiting to see who may have seen his posters in the past week. Hopefully there would be interest. To make a coven in a castle of slaves was rather dangerous, but it was the safety of a community for those witches, should they choose to join.
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Wicek’s Ball attire
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[text] I promise I’m not as innocent as you think I am.
[text] Was this meant for me? Very happy if it was. I’m not as innocent as you think I am either, but... actually... I think you already know that I’m not exactly innocent.
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Artagan’s Halloween Costume - Buttercup
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The slave had been talking to another about fucking vampires, and how fucking good it was because you could be as rough as you wanted without having to worry about hurting them, when he caught the scent of a vampire. Looking over his shoulder, he saw the master looking at them and he offered him a kind smile. “How much of that did you hear? ‘Cause I didn’t say it out of disrespect or nothing, honest.”
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Sitting at a table in the lounge, the Grecian vampire was writing a letter to one of his many lieutenants in Greece, when he felt a pair of eyes upon him. Glancing upwards, he saw that it was a vampire - one he didn’t think he had met before, and he offered them a smile. “Can I help you?”
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Perfect Insanity
Elio’s gaze flickered to their lips again, barely focusing on what the man was saying. Perhaps it was lingering effects of the spell that had made him exceedingly flirty the two days prior, but he couldn’t help his curiosity. He needed it— the desire driving him slowly mad. Elio reached out to grab the other man’s shirt, making sure he couldn’t easily dart away as he leaned in with the intention of stealing a kiss.
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As soon as he realised what was happening, he made it his priority to find Barry or Wicek. He had no idea where to start looking for the poltergeist but Wicek was a vampire who he knew wouldn’t have fought, so he had to be in the village somewhere. It wasn’t entirely safe but he didn’t care. He was worried about the strigoi and what he might be going through. They had talked briefly about the things Wicek had gone through after he was changed and he didn’t want him to be alone.
With the use of his wings, he glided through the village, weaving between the crumbling buildings and gazing inside as he flew by. When he spotted a familiar mess of hair, he made a sharp turn and put his feet back on the ground. Entering the small building, he could see some bottles in front him and Kiaan was instantly worried about how depressed he actually was. There was no secret that Wicek struggled to be happy, but he must have really been at rock bottom during this time.
Approaching him, Kiaan gave him a warm smile as he stood beside him. “Hi, Wicek. I’m glad I finally found you.” He reached up, running his fingers through the man’s hair to smooth it down. “I’m Kiaan, and you may not know me now, but you will.”
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The following character has been claimed:
Kiaan Lucero is now the property of Wicek Leskov.
You are now the property of your Master. The Council will not interfere with any affair between you and your Master unless we see fit.
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