The dealer's sideline...

Vyl tilted her head, following the track of the departing ‘transformer’, slowly turning back to look at Mzzy, unusually chilled out for being in the city and looking a bit weird.. "How are ya darlin?" even her voice sounded slower and more measured than usual, almost warped by time in its lethargy.

Mzzy watched the thing clunk away and laughed gently nodding to Vyl, "I'm ok..." she paused looking around the city, a glimmer of sadness in her eyes, like a piece of her was missing but she still smiled, "Ya i'm good thank you Ancien." she chuckled turning the attention from herself, "Tell me a story Ancien... You look beautiful by the way."

Vyl’s forehead crinkled into a frown of confusion. Emotions and empathy were things from which she had gone to great lengths to remove herself, the sadness her friends eyes was something she noted as a difference from the norm, but could not relate to any further. She went with a change of topic, gesturing at the newly acquired marks on her face.. "Story... hrm... well, unlike Ab's first guess, it's not that I used too much fake tan.." she smiled softly, all her words and movements still languid.. "Just a little experiment gone awry... new mixtures I test on myself; no point endangering others, or letting them have all the fun..."

Mzzy chuckled hearing what Ab's guess was and shook her head, "Well you know I think it looks beautiful." she didn't want to pry on what the experiment was, especially not when they were in public either. "As long as your safe though Ancien?" it was a question, Mzzy cared for and protected those she loved and Vyl was one of them. Emotions ran high in Mzzy unlike a lot of vamps, but unlike her fellow empaths she could also control them easier the older she got.

Vyl nodded, a soft smile gradually curling her lips, exposing her fangs "Peachy keen.." for once the public space, the surrounding buildings and people werent giving her the usual tense baseline she always carried in the city.. "Just as soon as the intended effects of this little mixture wear off” she laughed slowly, “The unexpected sideeffects may also.." reaching up she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, her eyes following the movement of her hand as though it was something alien.. "I do have other things.." she paused for a long while, continuing without seeming to have noticed she had skipped several beats "well tested things… just needing a final brush up. If you would be interested in helping me out?"

Mzzy smiled back at Vyl, the tips of her own fangs showing slightly as she noticed how unusually relaxed Vyl was. Not that it was a bad thing of course. She scratched the side of her head gently and pursed her lips and thought for a moment about Vyl's proposition. "Hmmm depends, am I going to grow a third arm or something Ancien?"

Vyl chuckled, reaching slowly to the book on the chain round her neck, easing the catch, and letting a small packet fall from it into her palm before securing the book again.. "Not a chance of it..." she murmured, her voice still oddly warped in time. "These are all old favourites, not new experiments.. I just need to see how people like ‘em nowadays..." she held out the small package, wrapped in thin leather and dangling from the strip of hide securing it. Swinging from side to side in her grip, movement through the air seemed unnaturally slow… "Interested?"

Mzzy watched Vyl's every move with great interest, but also cautiously. After a moment of watching the slow swinging motion of the small package she nodded gently, "ok... I'm in... but only because, well because I'm feeling lucky." she said and chuckled. "When do we start?"

Vyl 's grin slowly widened as she let go of the strip of hide. As soon as it left her grasp, the package fell at a normal speed for Mzzy to catch.. "Punk?" she chuckled again, "All the instructions are in the parcel, along with the samples to test... just do what you can.. and be sure to let me know how things go. It's a test after all, I need to know the results whatever happens.. ok?"

Mzzy chuckled, "Punk indeed" and reached out taking the little parcel. She opened it slowly, curiously peeking inside, counting three glass vials of some black glittering powder, then closed it just as fast and stuffed it in her backpack quickly nodding. "I guess I'll go home and read the instructions then see how I go. I'll be sure to write you a full report Ancien."

Vyl smiled and nodded, the movement exaggerated and slow; the effects of what she had taken as an experimental new mixture nights ago still held her in their grip.. "Try and let me know in person as well darlin... consider me a picky chef who likes to talk to the diners after their meal.."

Mzzy nodded, "Most certainly, I'll do both." she smiled then turned on her heels to head home, "Be ahh... safe Ancien, I'll report back to you in a couple of days." she frowned gently deep in though about what she was getting herself in to, but the emotional state Mzzy was in lately made her not really care and take risks willingly and easily.

Vyl languidly wiggled her fingers "Be well darlin.. and enjoy.." long after her friend had departed, she nodded in a slow movement toward the leather wrap she still saw before her, held in Mzzy’s hand "That was always one of my favourites..."

More year spanning RP here! Vyl's been running a sideline business from near enough the beginning, always willing to help out citizens of the City of Lost Angels with mind expanding concoctions (and poisons). Mzzy, one of the fabulous victims in the last RP posted still loves me enough after carving her up to intimidate J to try out some of my wares. This look and snippet of roleplay come to you from 2011.

Hair : [rQ]Grin~SOIL/CHERRY
Skin :  [rQ]Tan@TYPE.o1-B.o1 (lightBROW)
Face tattoo : AQ face tattoo *Plash* v2
Blood :  +REDRUM+ BLOOD  +Give Me More+
Shirt : Gawk! Black Sheer Casual Shirt
Skirt : :SEY  maki2_zip up/Check-red/+Hem/wide
Pants :  =Razorblade Jacket= Anarchy Leggings BLACK
Boots : *League* Shin Boot

Taxi!

Vyl wanders past, suddenly struck by the beauty of the smashed up old Taxi "ooooh pretty thing..." glancing around she moves closer, running her fingers over the metal, then swinging up onto the bonnet, sitting there for all the world like it was her property, and grinning "Mine"

She looked over as S approached, eyeing her suspiciously... "My taxi.."

S eyes Vyl and raises a brow at her rather protective, and untrusting tone "errr.. Morning Sis"

Vyl smiles oddly, torn between the sensations of ownership and protection for her sister and for the yellowcab... "Greetings love... you arent after my Taxi are ya?"

S starts to circle the Taxi, ignoring her sisters question for the moment as she suddenly felt like that is exactly what she was after, but strangely hadnt known it until now. She let her fingers glide gently over the filthy yellow metal, almost carressing it as she made her way around to the front where Vyl sat, she tilted her head and said "Your Taxi?? morelike My Taxi, and I'll thank you to remove your carcass from it"

Vyl growls "Quit touching! Its Mine." before smiling benevolently "You can have the dead guy under the blanket I hit earlier..."

S's eyes widen a bit at the growl, she shook her head, trying to clear it, unsuccessful, she found herself fondling one of the headlights , she pulled her upper lip back, exposing her usually hidden fangs and shook her head "I don't think it is your Taxi, you should take your decomposing corpse and move along"

Vyl scooted her arse closer to the front of the car, her leg knocking S's hand away from the headlight... "S'mine... now quit fondling it. It doesnt like it. It likes me. Coz its mine."

B whistles "TAXI!"

Vyl shouts back "MY taxi", pointing at S "NOT hers" and then to B "Not YOURS neither!"

B walks up to the Taxi and looks at it .. " Hmm I dont see your name on it"

Vyl narrowed her eyes "Its got my name on it.. its got my arse on it. S'mine..."

S hears someone approach and turns fluidly on her heels, hissing at the female , she looks back as her hand is kicked off and lunges to grab Vyl's lower leg intent on pulling her ass off of HER taxi, she growls at B "Back the fuck off it's miinnneeee!" she would start pulling at Vyl if she had indeed caught her around the calf...

Vyl flails as her leg is caught but turns face down on the bonnet, fingers curled round the metal near the windscreen wipers "Mine!! Get off me!"

B pulls out a Can of Spray paint grinning while she puts her initials on the side of the taxi "No, You're wrong see there is my initials .. So its mine " She tosses the can away, smirking some more at S and Vyl

Vyl shrieks "Befouler!!! ya ruining mah pretty yellow drivin masheen!"

B looks confused at Vyl and shakes her head " No, I clean My Taxi everyday " Chuckling a bit she then glares over at S, smirks then back at Vyl "Now both of you get away from my Taxi!"

S grabs the leg with her other hand, extending her claws, digging into Vyl's flesh. There was a small voice inside of her screaming "S?? What the HELL are you doing? That junk car's been there forever! Leave Vyl alone" but she pulled on Vyl all the same, and started to crawl over her, using the leg as leverage. She makes it on to the hood, half covering Vyl, reaching for the fingertips clutching at the edge of metal, trying to use her own body to wedge Vyl off the hood.

Vyl snaps off one of the windscreen wipers and swishes it around like a rapier... threatening both S and B with severe eyepokage or rubber burns from the wiper.. "Back the fuck off both of ya! its MINE!!!"

B backs up dodging the wiper. "Girl are you nuts! That taxi is MINE!!!!" She steps to the side and hops on the roof and sits "Now try and move me Bitches!" grinning at them, she knew she would die soon.

Vyl snarls, whipping the wiper around indiscriminately, hitting everyone a lot, including herself. "Get yer disease ridden arses off my car!"

S ducks the wiper to avoid losing an eye only to miscalculate her movement and have the wiper connect with her cheek she hissed "Bitch" in her sisters direction but was now livid that B had violated HER Taxi with spray paint! She scrambled to the hood and stood there, wiping the blood from her cheek, like the Queen of the Mountain she roared "IT"S MY TAXI" she drew her sword, and sneered at Vyl gesturing to her wiper blade "Mine's bigger skank now get off, both of you before I turn you into shish kebabs"

Vyl roars with laughter "Yeah yours is bigger, skank! Now get off mah car, and back to the sidewalk corners where ya belong!" Flicking out the clawed blades from the weapon strapped to her arm she slams them into the metal of the bonnet, anchoring herself securely to the car, pulling a gun from its holster with her free hand, her other weapon now deeply embedded in the taxi's innards.. "I pay the frikkin road tax on this bitch.. its MINE"

I've RPd in CoLA since my first week in SL, from the parcel it was to the SIM chain it became. The City of Lost Angels is about to undergo an overhaul. Undergo an overhaul? Yeah. A whole new SIM build. To celebrate the city, and the looks that Vyl has worn, and the RP enjoyed, I'll be posting sequential looks, and RP snippets throughout this week.

The look above wasn't exactly what I was wearing during the RP (oh yes I have an image... in which Vyl is rocking some green hair, and a TAIL) but it is certainly a look I wore back in June 2009 when this RP took place. (Still wear the shape from back in 2007 today) Some kind of magical leakage had occurred as I recall, leading to runes being dotted around the city. Stray too close to the runes, and you were magically affected - in this instance - by developing a violent sense of ownership over the Taxi - still standing in CoLA for now. A location and place to sit Vyl is drawn to, all these years later. Just incase you were wondering - in the RP - S won out - a badass DPS, she took the taxi, leaving the Tank and the Healer hugging the tyres in pools of their own blood...

Hair :  [rQ] Fuzzy~SOIL/CHERRY
Skin :  -N- (Bald) Alina Vintage  Smokey Eyes 3
Outfit :  +.::*Sabbath*::.+ Latex Cords *::
Boots :  :)(: Ultimate Boots