I receieved this e-mail for a registration. I hereby accept.
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Gray regaled me with all of High Voltage's loveliness, so here I put forth my humble application. This is a post from a former RP.
Username: Yin Yin Preferred Name:Yin Yin <_< Age (optional): 19 Years role-playing: 5 Favorite Genre: Yaoi Least favorite genre: Het in general Additional Info: Any position flies with me.
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"Oh! So NOW you recognize me, you bloody bastard?!" Anastazy hissed viciously at the other man, his cheeks flushed with anger and grief; to say that he felt betrayed would be a gross understatement of the pain and hurt that burned hotly through his soul. Not for a moment, not for a damn moment had he ever forgotten about Thomas. And what had his heart-broken devotion been reciprocated with? The love of his life not even remembering his fucking face! Oh, how it made his blood BOIL!
The beautiful, gauzy skirts of his dress were thrown aside (with little regard for the material's delicacy) to allow him to swing shapely legs over the side of the bed and stalk over to the speechless pirate. Despite his small stature and waif-like slenderness, the blonde managed to look menacing as he strode closer to Thomas, a finger pointed in a most accusatory manner; Anastazy looked very much the part of a vengeful angel about to bring down God's wrath.
"How could yo- NO, how DARE you treat me like this?!" The younger male's slim digit was now stabbing into Thomas' chest. "A year, Thomas! A. MOTHER. FUCKING. YEAR!" While normally the poster child for politeness, when Anastazy was angry, truly pissed, his mouth could be as common as a sailor's. "Not a message, not a sign, not a SINGLE word from your filthy, disgusting mouth!" The blonde's hand drew back and administered a resounding slap to the pirate's face. "Do you have any idea how I felt?! How I feel now knowing that you were content to let me think that the love of my life had died, that I would never, ever see him again, not touch him, never hear from him, never get a chance to say I love you again?!"
Tears were blinding him again and some of the anger driven momentum was fading as the horror of that time crept back on him. But NO! No! No! No! Thomas was going to get what was coming and he'd be damned if he broke down and forgave the man now.So he gritted his teeth and let the inferno of his broken heart burn. "I never thought a human being could be capable of such absolute callousness and HEARTLESSNESS! And then," Anastazy gave a bark of scornful laughter. "May the fires of HELL roast your putrid, decadent self, when you finally return it's to destroy our hometown, KIDNAP me and attempt to RAPE me! And you know what clinches it all?! YOU DON'T EVEN REMEMBER ME!!"
The blonde's breathing was quick paced and erratic as so many intense emotions tore him to pieces; the poor thing looked like all he wanted was to crumple in on himself and wither... after giving Thomas a tongue-lashing brutal and sharp enough to make him bleed. "Was I so easily forgotten?! Was what we shared so completely and utterly meaningless that you could crush it under your heel and never look back?! I LOVED you, Thomas! And I thought you loved me back..." Anastazy hated tears, he hated them so much. He needed anger right now, he needed fury, and vendictiveness to get him through this little encounter, to make that final incision between himself and his old sweetheart.
"For as long as I live, I will never EVER forgive you, Thomas Cohen."
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