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Halloween illustration ornament concept life and death, pretty modern romantic valentines day, vector eps A drop of red paint. Beautiful red rose in dirty male hand with blood. The man who holds many bouquets of desperate love waits for the fire that burns. But bondage makes it impossible to throw away the love that he has, such as chain restraint.
Vector illustration with two big old revolvers, red roses and barbed wire isolated on white background. Bloody rose on black background. The mysterious rose under the moon blood light of Halloween night in the dark blur mode. White rose tainted with blood droplets. White rose with red blood flowing away. It can be used like tattoo, symbol, icon, mark, logo. White rose on a black background. Two bleeding roses forming a heart shaped blood stain.
White rose with a drop of blood.
Holding a red rose tightly. Beautiful Red Lips and Rose Flower. Sexy Red Color Lips. Traditional tattoo flash rose with knife. Romantic flesh art festival poster. Rock and Roll music related sign. Tattoo design, music, occult symbol for your use. Vector embroidery with roses. Red rose with bloody splash on black ornate background. Conceptual image representing fake love, showing a fake rose with blood pouring out of it. Grey scale rose lines with red thorns over a marble background. The color of one rose stem has faded, and shows a last, acrylic colored thorn, with a falling drop.
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Rose and blood on white background. Concept of murder, breakup, divorce and heartbreak in a relationship. Thorny design elements of rose lines, birds, a claw, a color splash and drops in grey scale with red accentuation. Clipping paths for all photographed elements included. Single rose submerged in red wine in glass. Dramatic image with a spooky or dangerous feel. Red roses are frozen under a layer of ice. Vector illustration rose and dagger.
A black and white image of a rose with a bloody razor blade. A pink rose with green stems and leaves, lying in a pool of red blood with the barrel of a gun visible.
Set on a white background. Red grunge wall background. White bloody rose - metaphor of sexual assault. Bloody red rose on black background. Silver cross with red rose and black leaves on white background. A beautiful rose drawn by hand. Red spots and rose.
Grunge print with skull and wreath of roses and bloodstains. Hipster print for t-shirt.
Cranium modern street style attributes. Set of Old School Tattoo Elements. Vector illustration on the seamless pattern. Good for printing on t-shirt. A set of quirky cartoon patch badges or fashion pin badges.
Roses with brass knuckle and ribbons. Vector hand drawn illustration. Red pink bright watercolor gradient top abstract frame. Red grunge watercolor paint spots on a white background. Space for text - vector. Red background with a red rose and satin ribbon. The inverted glass of wine and red rose. Studio macro of blood red Valentine's Day rose against a white background with heart shaped confetti sprinkles. Pink rose in a glass with blood. Portrait of a handsome young man with vampire style make-up.
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Red paint leather background or texture. Um, do I need to fill out an application…? My name's Marge, by the way, I'm the evening manager so I'll be supervising you during your shifts. Let's get that form filled out, hmm? Four nights later, Ruby had come to the decision that free room was just barely worth the ignominious job she'd agreed to. Setting aside the barely-past-minimum-wage earnings, she'd had to clean out an ungodly amount of rotting foods, shit-splattered toilets, and vomit-covered floors.
More than she'd ever wanted to see in her lifetime, but she supposed it was to be expected for a cheap motel that rented rooms by the hour. Marge barked out a quick laugh.
Gotta say, you lasted longer than I thought you would, I'm impressed with your drive, kid. During the day she'd been going out, asking questions and searching through newspaper articles in the local library. She hadn't gotten up the nerve yet to venture into Hollywood proper, but she supposed it was inevitable at some point. But you, you look like you're searching for something. Ruby looked back down, frowning slightly as she pulled her socks over her feet, slipped her shoes back on, and began tying the laces. She'd already changed out of the sweaty teal-colored polo shirt with the motel logo on it, her very basic uniform, and had her red hoodie on once more.
She wasn't sure if she really wanted to get into this right now, but in some small way, she felt a yearning to relieve herself of this burden to someone, anyone…. It was a cheap plastic one like those in the lobby, set inside the small office behind the counter. Marge was ensconced comfortably in the office chair, though it looked to be vintage 's, based upon the worn burgundy materiel.
Ruby closed her eyes wearily, resting her head against the wall behind her. Was pretty rough for me an' my sister, my dad tried to cope, but… Our uncle would come over, but he's a bit of an alcoholic.
Heart in the right place and all that…". She cleared her throat quietly. Drank himself to death, guess he used my uncle as a role model or something. I mean…" Ruby sighed heavily. Her mom took off right after she was born, and then he remarried to my mom… Well, she didn't take it too well when she figured that out, there was a lot of yelling…". She reached up unobtrusively to wipe a stray tear away, blinking her eyes rapidly.
We used to all vacation down here, and all I know about her mom is that she ran off to become an actress. Dunno what her name was or anything, maybe Yang knew… But I haven't heard from her since. So, here I am. Marge nodded slowly, her own brown eyes shining with unshed tears. The manager let out a huff of air, rising to her feet and clasping Ruby's shoulder on her way past.
The brunette was looking forward to becoming acquainted once again with her tiny but surprisingly comfortable bed, but her hopes were dashed by Marge's next words. Marge gave a chuckle as she peered around the corner and into the room once more. I'll see you tomorrow night. Ruby nodded as she grabbed her cart and pushed it ahead of her, heading for the elevator. It was a rickety affair that made her wonder, every time she rode it up or down, whether or not the motel owner bribed someone in the safety inspector's office to just rubber-stamp the certificate hanging inside.
There was just no way something that ancient was up to any sort of code. Wearily, she trudged down the corridor on the third floor to the end. She gave a brief knock on the door to , calling out "Housekeeping! When nobody answered, she used the key and eased the door open, taking a quick peek inside first. This was hard-earned experience, as the one and only time she'd not done so, the petite brunette had spent the rest of the evening desperately wishing for some sort of brain bleach.
In any case, this particular room was deserted.
It was in quite the state, the bed unmade with the stained sheets on the floor between it and the wall. The alarm clock on the small end table read It seemed to be more dark than usual, even with the streetlights that filtered in through the windows. As she pushed the cart to the side and entered the room fully, she soon discovered why. A pair of lacy women's underwear hung from the old stained-glass lamp sitting atop the dresser.
She never knew why such a ramshackle motel had such pretty lamps, but they were plastic, not actual glass, and she supposed the floral patterns added a little bit of class. Looking around with her hands on her hips, she surveyed the bottles and discarded clothing strewn across the floor, as well as several condom wrappers. Dimly, she wondered how her life had sunk so low that she considered this absence to be only a mild bonus. Before she could turn to fetch a trash bag, however, she heard the door click shut behind her.
With her heart in her throat, she whirled around to see a tall, rather good-looking man in a dark suit standing between her and the now-sealed door. Ruby's mouth shut with an audible click. Inwardly she was screaming in panic, but somehow she couldn't make any noise whatsoever. His dark irises bore into her as he loosened his tie and slowly approached, almost with a stalking motion, as she could only stand there, trembling. The stranger had a chiseled face and close-cropped dark hair, but it was those eyes of his that mesmerized her so.
She found herself unable to look away from them as he came closer, until he loomed over her short stature. He paused, inhaling deeply, and some sort of foreign emotion flashed across his dark orbs. And then the eyes were no longer in view, but only because he was now bent over her, seemingly sniffing at her neck now. Eww, eww, eww, really really creepy… C'mon body, move dammit! Her pep talk didn't seem to help any, as she was still unable to break her involuntary motionless state. And then she felt something sharp graze the skin of her neck, like the tip of a knife.
It was the last thing she remembered before the sharp pain in her neck, the sound of a muffled scream, and then blackness. So, welcome to my newest project. Bloodlines by Troika, based off of the classic World of Darkness rpg system. I can't believe I'm the first to have done this as an actual crossover… If you've played the game, you'll recognize the playthrough, quests, and dialogue.
Much of it will go off-rails, however, especially as it pertains to the RWBY additions. I do intend on using many characters from the show, but the overall tone will be far more similar to the game. Meaning, hang on tight, shit's going down. Keep in mind, having any knowledge of or having previously played the game is not a prerequisite for reading this story.
Things will be explained as we go. I am extraordinarily lucky to have my lovely Beta and collaborator, Live to anger the World , working with me on this story.