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"Push the limits of your sanity"

Those were the words engraved in the stone arch that hung over the double doors of finest oak that you now stand before. The exact place you are at, you are not entirely certain, and why you are here, well, you know nothing of that either. What you do know, and do recall, is that you are in fact, in some kind of mansion, large and maze like, you have wandered the dimly candle lit halls with as much meaning as a lemming. Inexoribly drawn, you find yourself standing before the already forementioned doors and arch.

In Point of fact, one door was open a crack, and like a moth to a flame, you enter. The first thing you notice upon entering the room, is straight ahead of you sits a black oak desk, large and luxurious of gothic tastes. The 'feet' of the desk we sharp metal talons that seemed to clutch the lush blood red carpeting. Before further details of the desk could even sink in, your eyes are drawn to the only light source in the room, a fireplace off to the left, place expertly into the wall, black marble surrounding the exotic edifice. Upon a mantel above that fireplace are pictures of seeming importance, encased in fanciful frames with wide ranging jewels and precious metals. The pictures mainly consist of women with the same man, or nobody at all, most likely photos of lovers, past or present, maybe even future. The only other decoration in that part of the room was the comfortable looking black leather chair that sat infront of the fire, a small coffe table of white marble stands out next to the chair. An unlabeled glass bottle next to an empty wine glass contains what appears to be rich ruby red wine.

Casting your eyes back to the desk, you now take note of how empty the desk is in contrast to the rest of the room, the right wall being a gigantic display of photos, drawings, and sentimental posts and wall ornaments. A gun rack is center of the artistic display on the right wall, the darker pictures centering around the gun rack that held numerous rifles and swords at once, it was made of a shining steel.

Finally, and belatedly, your eyes take note of the thin line of smoke rising from the chair on the other side of the desk, a red plush chair, sitting upon wheels, the bare sound of squeeling, very faint, sounds in the silence of the room as the chair turns around for the occupant of the room to face the newest occupant, you...

The man before you was in fact the man in the photos but older, not 16 or 18, but 20, at least in form, perhaps just a little bit older. However, with only a scarce few seconds, you seem to be hit by how old the man really seems to be, even with his youthful form. The man himself held what appears to be a large cigarette but smell of something more akin to marijunna, but you couldn't be certain. In his other hand, he held a glass similar in design to the other, also filled with the same wine. The man's eyes were what gave him an aged look, and they were what drew you in the most, being a lush green that seemed to flash back and forth between that and a watery blue or a sea green. But the strange thing about his eyes were it was very much like looking into a tunnel, and through that tunnel he saw another pair of green eyes, darker yet still, an emptiness and sadness undescrible with mere words, but a hunger and obsession that overwelmed all, almost insanely, red rage seemingly just below the calm and cruel sea waves that were the eyes of this man..

Your voice comes out barely, more a croak then words, "Who are y-" you break off as your eyes widen, rising up from the man to the ornate silver cross, larger then any man, that hung on the wall between two rain spattered windows, the most life like Jesus you had ever seen nailed to that cross, beneath that, painted blood makes a winding path down the wall to a framed painting closer to the ground, just above the man's head, of a group of people crying, covered in his blood, sobbing horribly. So life like...

The man stands then, putting the small butt out in the black and white marble ashtray. His left hand is held behind his back, the wine glass held in his right hand out before him an inch or two. Both of his hands were glove in black satin gloves of a noble. His clothes were actually a noble's military uniform, buttons of alternating gold and silver. Various medals decorate the chest, declaring the man before you a General of some army you have no idea of. Brown blonde hair is meticulously combed back, and held there by some natural looking moose or gel. His nose appears to have been broken more then a couple times, and his goatee, though also meticulously cared for, was not the best around, though the man could easily be called handsome, his form lean and strong. His mouth barely moves as he speaks, his voice barely a whisper, barely heard above the crackling of the fire, and the splattering of the rain, "...I have many names, " his tone hollow but strong and drawing, his manner akin to a panther on the prowl, "...none which suit here and now..I am the world you see around you now, and you have come here...for something...What, I do not know, only you can answer that..."

As his voice trails off, you note that he wasn't even looking at you, but beyond you, to the wall and doors behind you. You spin around, expecting 'something' but not what you see...In stark contrast to the wall behind the man, this one held a hefty looking rusted steel cross covered in blood and hung upside down above the doors you had entered through, which were now closed. Decoarting the surrounding wall was satanic, apocalyptic, and scientific graffiti...Blood splatters over nailed papers and photos of the people you vaguely remember seeing in the other pictures, but with horrid alterations sketched on in either pen, marker, or straight blood.

Behind the wall, as if it was flickering from transparent to solid over and over again, you can just barely make out purple hued faces screaming, clawing at their faces as if to dig some horrible pain from their very brains! But then an image flickers across the door, a younger version of the man that still stood behind you, hateful eyes pierce you even as the violent boy vanishes from upon the double doors, the wall flashing back to a normal wooden wall, no evil decor, no sick cross, your vision swimming...

" So...." The man starts, you spin around, your eyes locking upon purple orbs in a sea of acid green and an emotionless and fake fanged smile, "...what is it you want of this gentleman....and, more importantly...what would you desire....

...For Your Soul?"
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Soul Searching...

Can you find it within me...?

"Life is the path, child..."
"Can the path be seen..?"
"Observe the path and you are far from it..."
"Without observation, how can one be sure one is on the path..?"
"The path cannot be seen, nor can it be unseen. Perception is dellusion; Abstraction is nonsensical. Your path is freedom, name it, and it vanishes."


I am a follower of the perceived truth. You would think this a straight and narrow road, but you would be wrong, for it is ever changing. Each day brings a new lesson, a different perspective, a difference in the Truth. There is the complete truth we strive for...Every day of our lives we long for the completion of ourselves, seeking within that we cannot find. Most die, never knowing that completion, neither in idealistic ignorance(far more common) nor in complete truth(a rare fate).
This is the path I have chosen to follow, giving myself to a high power, an ideal, something above myself. My path is to do what I can to preserve the race of man and the continued word of God as facts and truths best support.
But do not confuse this idealism with fanatical religion, for you would be wrong. This is a science, a philosophy, and yes, even religion in ways as well. It is a way of life, a way to perceive things, a way to feel. This is a brotherhood, a group of truth seekers, men and women brought together in one of the highest purposes; the pursuit of knowledge. A love of life and of balance, of dark and light in union. A mind of both spirituality and of the most advanced science, that can only progress through the minds and spirits of those in the pursuit of a better and peaceful world.
Regardless of the religion you bow your head to or if you have none at all to care of, this is a path any man, woman, or child can follow. It is one that anything of good and balance can praise. It will welcome you,and you, in turn, may welcome it.

Confuse this ranting not with preaching of good and just, for this is not a perfect path for all. All is balance, and there are times when sacrifice is called for as in when the Lord God sacrificed his only child for the sake of humanity. It is at times needed, this darkness we find in ourselves,and though we do not embrace sin in its entirety....neither do we entirely turn away from it and the seductive, and destructive, powers found there in.

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Personnel File:
FullName: John Francis Durkin V
Alias: Dirk, Christian Drake, William, Soul, Dirka
Age: 19 Height: 5`8 Weight: 135 Build: Slim Gender: Male
Hair: BrownBlonde Skin: Pale-to-Tan
Eyes: Green or Blue or Sea Green
Martial Status: Searching... DOB: March 6th, 1988
Facial Hair: Goatee(Brown) BloodType:Unknown
Currently residing in Akron, Ohio.
Personality types of Zodiac Dragon with vampire traits.

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Music is a good way to know someone.
Sublime is my all time favorite laid back music.
Some other samples of music I listen to:

Music:
(no particular order) * Favorite
Orgy*
Metallica*
Evanescence*
Garbage*
Green Day
RobZombie*
Flyleaf*
SilentHill Soundtracks*
Def Leopard
Aqua
Gorillaz
Avril Lavigne
Rammstein
Coheed & Cambria*
Korn
Slipknot*
ICP
Tim McGraw
The Killers
Chris Cagle
Led Zeppelin
Toby Keith*
Godsmack
Pink
Classical(in general)
Beethoven
Elvis
Foreign music(particularly asian)
Linkin Park,
Hawthorne Heights
System of A Down
Fall Out Boy*
Yellow Card
Hatebreed*
Lamb of God*
Enya*
Iron Maiden*
Blink 182
Hinder*
Sublime*
Eighteen Visions*
Stone Soup Band,
Aerosmith and much more...
SimplePlan
Cradle of Filth(nymphetamine)
Gwen Stefani
Necrophagist
Toby Keith
Mushroom Head
Blue Oyster Cult


On my collective personality:
I do role play...a lot. In life, online, in games, and in my head and in the bedroom. I have a multi-faceted self, suitable to do all the things I enjoy doings, with a touch of darkness and light to each side of me. Many of my Online RP characters are a reflection of some part of myself or sometimes of me as a whole, with subtle adjustments or embellishments. It is here I will tell you of some, a little bit at a time....




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Information on the Heart:
Currently single.
Dominant, perverse gentleman.
I am on the high end of spirituality, and fancy myself a vampiric persona in some ways, as I feel close also to my chinese zodiac, the Dragon.
Physically I am looking for someone who at least turns me on, beyond that, it varies, but some special tastes I have if you're curious are as follows;
I have a thing for African, Asian, and Native American women.
I prefer black or red hair colors, but freaky styles always appeal.
Taller women make me feel inferior sub-conciously and besides, it throws off some angles.
Petite women win every time.
A beautiful smile can slay me.
More then a mouth full of tit is normally a waste anyway.
I like my woman shaved down south.

I like my women odd in someway, but always respectful(as long as I am) and I like them playful, and not prone to constant argument.

If you don't like marijuana, that's okay, but if you are absolutely against it, things won't be working out.

Romantic women, that can communicate well sexually and verbally, not afraid to speak their minds are rare, and desired.
Open mind is essential.
Communication a must.
Looking to play, or for something serious.
Whatever happens...

Random Information End . . .



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MY AP FAMILY:
Older Sister and a dear guide and friend: honey bear
AP Name: honey bear
AP Author's Page: allpoetry.com/poets/honey%20bear

Brother Dragon and Good Friend: Justin
AP Name: Knightmare Dreamer
AP Author's Page:Updating...

My delicious pet,
Ap Name: Kylaya V
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((RP))
The Ethar-Shade Family:
I am the head of the once powerful family..Now, my brethren lay dead where they fought, their bodies lie there still, so many years later, untotuched, and unchanged.. Someday, I'll return to that place, that place angels came to pray, where now, only their cries echo in eternity...
*This family is connected by more then just blood, related in spirit and soul, in such a way, that it escapes the human mind not versed in these worlds.
The Four Mistress`
"Never pretend to a love which you do not actually feel, for love is not ours to command." -Alan Watts

Mistress Sapphire
AP Page: allpoetry.com/poet/Sensual%20Sapphire
Mistress Apples
AP Page: allpoetry.com/poets/Miss%20Apples
A Poem: allpoetry.com/Poem/2310211
Mistress Stone
AP Page: allpoetry.com/poets/Lady%20Stone
Mistress Emerald
AP Page: allpoetry.com/poets/Emerald%20Fire
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Read the words that follow, for they offer wisdom, advice, and a simple smile...



"Genetics loads the gun. Environment pulls the trigger"

"You may be dissappointed if you fail, but you are doomed if you do not try"- ???

"Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears." -Edgar Allan Poe


"I will be there when you need me, but do not want me. I will be gone when you no longer need me, but want me." -Nanny McPhee

"Courage is facing your fears. Stupidity is fearing nothing."
-???

"There's a lot to be said for self-delusionment when it comes to matters of the heart." -Diane Frolov and Andrew Schneider

"Few people are capable of expressing with equanimity opinions which differ from the prejudices of their social environment. Most people are even incapable of forming such opinions."-Albert Einstein

"Never to suffer would never to have been blessed." -Edgar Allan Poe

"Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the former."-Albert Einstein

"I did never know so full a voice issue from so empty a heart: but the saying is true 'The empty vessel makes the greatest sound'."
-William Shakespeare

"Sleep, those little slices of death; Oh how I loathe them."
-Edgar Allan Poe

"Perhaps the feelings that we experience when we are in love represent a normal state. Being in love shows a person who he should be."
-Anton Chekhov

"To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead." -Bertrand Russell

"Everything has its beauty but not everyone sees it." -Confucius

"All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream." -Edgar Allan Poe

"What the superior man seeks is in himself; what the small man seeks is in others." -Confucius

"It takes a great deal of courage to stand up to your enemies, but even more to stand up to your friends." -J. K. Rowling

"The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed." -Carl Jung

"Ten thousand fools proclaim themselves into obscurity, while one wise man forgets himself into immortality." -Martin Luther King Jr.

"It is our choices...that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities." -J. K. Rowling

"There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness." -Friedrich Nietzsche

"I don't want to achieve immortality through my work... I want to achieve it through not dying." -Woody Allen

"Everything is funny as long as it is happening to Somebody Else." - Will Rogers

"It matters not what someone is born, but what they grow to be."
-J. K. Rowling

"Reality is a crutch for people who can't cope with drugs." -Lily Tomlin

"Jack, what does your shirt say!?"- D

"I do not know the meaning of my life, and I don't really care, I just hope there is meaning to my death"- John Francis Durkin V

"To accomplish great things, we must dream as well as act."
-Anatole France,French novelist (1844 - 1924)

"Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night." -Edgar Allan Poe, "Eleonora"


"Age is foolish and forgetful when it underestimates youth."
-J. K. Rowling
"Hey, Joh-I mean Ste-,shit I mean, ah dammit!"- D

"The people who are regarded as moral luminaries are those who forego ordinary pleasures themselves and find compensation in interfering with the pleasures of others." -Bertrand Russell

"It is the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness, nothing more." -J. K. Rowling

"Do not be too moral. You may cheat yourself out of much life. Aim above morality. Be not simply good; be good for something." -Henry David Thoreau

"Contemplating the way of things"-John Francis Durkin V

"It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live." -J. K. Rowling

" What is life but the greatest curse of all? Everything you know, everything you have done and have, all doomed to crumble to dust, and fade away like they never excisted. Life is all about what we can have and not what we do have, and perhaps that's the problem." -J.F.D. V
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ONLINE ROLEPLAY INFORMATION:
* Too much to put here, just short summaries. Contact me for more information.
Profile:
Mun Names: John, Dirk, Knight, Shadow Mun Age: 18
Ten Years Experience. Characters: Countless Locations: Countless
Fighting Styles:
Turn Based ONLY. Descriptive, Technical, and Word Amount.
NO Speed Typeing!
Dice is okay on AOL.
It's in the details. Be descriptive!
18+ RolePlay. No little kid games. We big boys.
Magus Ethar:
Head of the Ethar Family.
Owned Taverns and Their Managers:
Black Rose Tavern- CLOSED(no manager)
Night Shadow Tavern- CLOSED(no manager)
Shades and Slaves Tavern- Necro Ethar(KnightShadow)
Dark Light Tavern- Magus Ethar(KnightShadow)

My Slave Charcter:
Birth Name:Sceth Dundrell Nights III
Full Name:Scavo "Scavs" Nights
Status: Available Age: 23 Hair: Jet Black Build: Slim Gender: Male
Current Location: Ethar Slave Market Height: 5`9 Weight:154 pounds
Eyes: Lush Green Property: A single Necklace and ring. No clothes.
Scavo doesn't remember the name he was born with, so over time he has adopted the name Scavo or "Scavs" which means "Slave". He has had two masters and one mistress, and has had a very harsh life. Bears many scars and is a capable fighter and lover. Needs to be taught obedience, and the master that can accomplish this may find loyalty in a most odd place.
OOC: No male masters please. Mistress only. Thank you.
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Master & Slave Information
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Slave Status: Taken, body and soul by
Mistress Sapphire( Sensual Sapphire)
Page:allpoetry.com/poets/Sensual%20Sapphire#about
Mistress Apples ( Miss Apples)
Page:allpoetry.com/poets/Miss%20Apples#about
Mistress Stone (Lady Stone)
Page:allpoetry.com/poets/Lady%20Stone
Mistress Emerald (Emerald Fire)
Page:allpoetry.com/poets/Emerald%20Fire
i am PROUD to say, all the above, own me, no questions, no complaints.
i am their's to command, my slaves theirs, as i am.
- As a slave, i enjoy many new experiences, as i believe life is meant to experience everything you can. Kinky is a word i adore, and everything that goes with it. Beat me, spoil me, punish me, torture me, enjoy me, love me, hate me, i would be yours for the taking. Share me with friends, with your slaves, and mistress`. i have few restrictions, and fewer things that i won't do, but there are some, and perhaps some i have yet to discover( but i doubt it).
Marital Status: I am getting an AP WIFE!YAY!
Gender: Male, and I am straight, but I support all forms of fun and games, even if i don't participate myself.
Restrictions:
- No man on man for me. Sorry.( at least no farther then a kiss to entertain a Mistress).
-If you are into children, tell you right now, don't even think of purchaseing this slave.
- That's it.

Master Status: One Slave
Title: Master or Lord KNightshade or Sir KNight.
- As a master, I treat my slaves well, but find delicious pleasure in punishing them, so even minor slipups bring about reprimand, and no mercy, ^_~. As I am a kinky slave, I am perhaps an even kinkier Master.
However, I love each and every slave I own, and I take on more then just sexual slaves, I assure you. I also believe in more is better, at least as far as how many slaves I own goes. I also take on a lead slave after I get so many, and you could say, she becomes my 'favorite'. I also enjoy making my slaves write many poems, many of which will be erotic. My slaves always play well with eachother. Any other questions, simply ask, my darlings. I have quite the appetite.
Marital Status: I will be having an AP wedding, F a d i n g, being the bride. Pleased to say, this has no bearing on my interactions with my slaves, in fact, I may eventually be in the market for some male and female slaves to entertain my darling wife. I also have been known to take a slave as a wife, but that has been so rare, and it is more of an honor I put on a certain slave who has been exceedingly pleasent, and it takes alot to earn. ^_^
* The references I speak of, are my 8 years of roleplay, almost entirely online. I have had no 'traditional' training you could say, just freelance and go with the flow kind of stuff.
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Nothing Gold Can Stay

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
~ Robert Frost



"...And this is the way the world will end...not with a bang...but with a whisper."- TS Eliot