Aug 13 2010

Santana as a Succubus Figurine…

I discovered a very interesting figurine that will be released later this year and since it is of a Succubus… A rather well-known one at that, I thought that it was well worth talking about today on the Tale…

This figurine bust is of the Marvel comic book character Santana as sculpted by Mike Cusanelli of Bowen Designs.

You can find their site here.

Santana is, as her entry in the SuccuWiki explains:

Santana and her brother Daimon were born in the fictional town of Greentown, Massachusetts. They were the half-human children of a demon who claimed to be the Biblical Satan (his true name would later be revealed as Marduk Kurios). Santana and her brother were groomed by their father to be evil, but Daimon rejected these teachings, while Santana embraced them.

Over time, her powers came to the fore and are very similar to those of a Succubus. She was able to drain the souls of men. When she does this, the victim’s soul transforms into an ethereal butterfly, similar to Psylocke’s telepathy effect; Santana then consumes its essence by eating it. She also possesses the ability to gain strength through the use of weapons that were used to kill a living being. She used both her magic and sexual wiles to get the victims she needed, and occasionally came into conflict with her brother and other supernatural heroes like Doctor Strange.

This bust of Santana is approximately six inches in height and shows her in her usual latex-like clothing that has been her trademark since her first appearance in the 1970s.

It’s a really lovely sculpt of Santana, the detailing is really well done and the paints used to bring her clothing out just nicely provide the sheen you would expect to be on the clothing she would be wearing if she was a real being.

I would however, ask that, perhaps, if this sells well, that they consider a fill body figurine of her as I think it would be just an amazing figurine to add to our collection…

This bust is available for $60 US on pre-orders from Bowen Designs here, and at Comic Book Nation here. The actual release date is for October 2010, more specific than that I cannot say as that information isn’t available.

I’d love to order this, but neither the creators, Bowen Designs, or anyone else that I have been in contact with will consider, or allow, shipping out of the United States…

But we’ll see if I can work something out somewhere…

Tera

Aug 12 2010

Succubi Image of the Week 138

It’s been a little while since Morrigan Aensland has appeared as the Succubi of the Week… That’s mostly because I have been looking for slightly different images of her… There are all sort of them with her alone in different poses, but what I wanted to find was something with her and the catgirl Felicia together in the image…

And this one I found this week is so deliciously lovely, that it has to be that one…

Now I know that it is a small image of the two of them together, it’s the best one I could find, but if someone would happen to have a link to a larger version, I’d love it if you would share it with me…

What really makes me adore this work is the look in their eyes… Just so much expression between the two of them.. Their pose, the way they are entwined together…

It’s such a image of two beings in love that it does pull at my heart a bunch…

I wish that I knew which artist created this work, there was nothing on the file to tell me that, and I really would love to know who the artist is…

As always, if anyone has a clue or idea, please post it in the comments so I can credit this artist appropriately?

Tera

Aug 11 2010

Why all the sheer in a Succubus Costume?

Sometimes the question that I ask is, why do this? As in, why go this direction for a Succubus costume? Was this the best you could do or was it something easy that meant you could get past this project and into something else?

Seems like it to me.

This costume is a bunch of contradictions and misplaced steps all in one convenient package. Oh it looks like it could be promising, just a little bit, but when you really look at it, disappointment reigns supreme…

This costume is called Diabla Devil. But all it consists of is the dress. That’s all you get in the package. No horns, no pitchfork, no shoes, nothing save for the dress and your imagination on what you can do with it.

It’s a red dress with long, sheer sleeves, a v-shaped neck, and a high side slit. And this sells for $30 USD.

Seems to me at least that paying $30 for a somewhat sexy dress, and I use the term sexy loosely, doesn’t seem right somehow.

It could be a semi-decent outfit for a more public get together, but all of the sheer handing off it and the ragged hem of the dress just feels wrong to me. There should be a bit less sheer, a bit more attention to detail and, as a minimum, they should include a half decent set of horns with this costume. Non-sparkly ones and they really shouldn’t look like these… Sort of remind me of deer antlers for some odd reason…

I’ll think of this as a last ditch effort when all other choices are impossible to use… Good enough to get the idea across. But honestly? Lots better available for around the same price all over the place…

This costume gets one pitchfork out of five…

Good enough for handing out candies at the door, but not something to wear to a more adult party on Halloween…

Tera

Aug 10 2010

Temptations 73

Next week there will be no Temptations post to be found on the Tale because next Tuesday will be the 1000th post of mine on the Tale and so… I’m trying to finish a story for that milestone…

But for now, sort of an intermission post that came when I thought Temptations was coming to an end…

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Temptations 73

By TeraS

It was quiet in the library again.

It always seemed to return to that point of its existence at some time.

Life came in and life departed again.

Some things changed, some things remained as they were…

But the library remained.

The books sat on the shelves, some read, some unseen, some discovered, some still lost.

But they waited there patiently.

They had all the time in the world.

As did Tera.

She moved through the library taking care of the things that needed to be done. Had to be done. Needed to be done.

As she moved through the library, she tapped a long slim red nail rhythmically on the walls, books and other things she passed by. She wore not her usual latex and such, but a simple red fuzzy sweater and jeans with modest heels. Her long raven hair spilled in wild curls around her, the occasion red streak of fire in them. Her long red horns glistened in the darkness. But it was her eyes…. Her eyes that were not quite the same.

It was obvious that she had been crying if anyone had be able to see her.

She had begun filing things away in the basement of the place and slowly had made her way up the levels.

The grotto. Closed.

The Special Collections. Sealed.

The doors to the worlds outside. Barred.

One by one she entered a room, put things in their place and then left, turning out the lights behind her.

The doors locked and secured.

It was her role after all since her Sister Angel had passed away because of the need to protect the honour of her love.

And died for it.

There were no white tails left in The Realm to maintain the place and so….

So she had to do so. It was all that was left of Angel in Tera’s world.

She had to protect it for the future that might be… Could be… Maybe… Someday.

She finally came to the last place that needed to be taken care of.

It was…. Familiar. Almost comforting in a way…

It was a section of old books that seemed not to have been touched in ages. A shelf far above. Books there. But one missing.

On the floor a thick tomb opened to a page… Of… Nothing.

Tera considered the book laying there almost forlornly. Was it waiting to be returned to its place or left where it remained?

She knelt down beside it and with her right hand, Tera closed the book, the cover facing down hiding it from view.

She traced a fingernail along the back cover, her head tilted to the right in thought about… Things…

Then she stood and left the book laying there in the dust of the floor, all of it that her movements had kicked up in the air falling again to the floor to return to their place. And to cover the book in a thin layer of dust once more.

The library silent once more.

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A sad post I know, but then I hate when things come to an end…

But there is more to the story to be shared…

Tera

Aug 09 2010

Storm Clouds 85 – An ongoing Succubi Story

This is the continuing story of the Succubi called Storm Clouds…

If you want to read previous chapters, please click the link in the Tale header at the top of the page marked Storm Clouds or click here...

Chapter 14 edits this week with thanks to James as always for his help and guidance…

*huggles*

Next week I think one more adjustment for this Chapter and then we need to get to Chapter 15…

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Storm Clouds 85

Chapter 14

By TeraS

After Camilla left, Tom spent the next thirty minutes grilling Bill over what he had done, what he was doing, and whether anyone in his company might have taken it upon themselves to attack Brent and his wife. He came to the decision that, while Bill wasn’t directly involved in what happened, Tom could not dismiss the possibility that someone who worked for Bill had done the deed … or that Bill was hiding something from him.

That bothered him.

It wasn’t that he didn’t believe what Bill had said; it was the sheer stupidity of Bill blowing up and going off on a tirade over the injustice that he perceived was done to him.

Tom didn’t enjoy pushing his old friend that way. Worse was trying to break all of his explanations and reasons why he wasn’t responsible for what had happened. Most of the reasons made sense—most of them—but one exchange just about pushed Bill over the edge, and that worried him.

Tom sighed and paced in front of the offices again.  He was sure that the workers inside were looking at him oddly, but he didn’t care: Bill was not quite cleared; that one piece of evidence would damn him in court if it came to that.

Tom hoped that it wouldn’t.

It wasn’t much evidence. But it was enough that fingers could be pointed, witnesses found, and, in the end, Bill could be sent to jail for a long time. But when you are seen threatening someone with death, and promising to harm his family … that is too much to ignore.

Bill had explained that he was madder than hell. That something had snapped inside of him when Brent was nearby. “Something ’bout that guy rubs me the wrong way. He’s just so damn smug, knows all of the secrets, stuff that you don’t want out. I dunno how he does it, but he knows where to be and what to look for. Damn frustratin’. He’d be a great spy. Wonder if he is one.”

Tom continued to pace around for a while. He didn’t know where Camilla had gone; he assumed she would return to the office when she was done talking to Billy. He assumed that she would, at least. She seemed like a responsible woman, if a bit irritating. It hit him, then, why Bill would be driven crazy by Brent.

Tom wondered if that was part of those people’s nature.

He watched Bill’s staff run their errands in and out of the office, most of them ignoring his pacing as he waited for Camilla to return. In his mind, Tom was putting together the questions that needed to be put to Bill next. He was, after all, and by his own admission, someone Tom needed to grill for information.

Coming to the end of one of his walks down the corridor, he turned without looking and walked head-on into someone. A short, blonde, Asian someone. She stood in front of him, a pile of files and papers surrounding her scattered on the floor. For a moment, her dark brown eyes regarded him, and then a flush of embarrassment passed over her and she knelt to the floor, beginning to gather what she had dropped moments before.

Tom moved to help her, “I’m sorry, please, let me help you.”

She didn’t reply, save for a slight nod, her focus for the moment on the mess around her rather than Tom beside her.

After a few minutes, Tom handed her the last file and, as she finally looked at him again, said, “I’m Tom.”

The blush was still there as she replied, “Tenshi. Please forgive my clumsiness.”

“It was my fault; should have been paying attention instead of being a hazard to women.”

That made her smile just slightly, “I … thank you for the help.”

“You’re welcome. Have you been with Bill long?”

Clutching the files to her chest as she stood she managed, “A year now. Please excuse me. I must attend to my duties …”

She then rushed off again on whatever errand she was on, leaving Tom standing there alone again, pondering what she had said to him, and, more importantly, why she was so shook up over what had happened.

Camilla came into view soon after, her heels clicking on the concrete floor of the warehouse. Tom noticed that Billy wasn’t there, and he wasn’t too pleased about that. He had been intending to grill Billy next, thanks to his father’s admission, but would now have to hunt him down and corner him. Filing away the thoughts on his old friend, he called out to Camilla, “Where’s Billy? Have to talk to him.”

“No, you don’t. He’s not to blame for this: he nor his father.”

Tom rubbed his chin a moment, then said, “You got a feeling or something?”

She looked around, then nodded and explained, “Let’s just say that my … ‘feelings’ … are pretty accurate.”

Turning away, he replied, “You’ll have to explain that to me sometime. Soon would be great. You know, before I have to toss them both in jail.”

Camilla looked at him curiously, then followed behind. Tom seemed to be in a rush to get out of the warehouse, and she found herself running a bit to keep up with him. Then she asked, “Do you have something to charge them with?”

“Enough to charge Bill: making threats. He was foolish in front of a lot of people. That’s a big no-no in things like this.”

“Passions of the heart can make us all say silly things we don’t mean at the moment they are said.”

“Passions can and have killed in the past, you know.”

Camilla had finally caught up to him, and, as she walked beside, started to lecture Tom a bit, “Those are not passions. Those are misguided beliefs and desires that pull one away from what is important, pull one inward, toward oneself. It is easier to fall to darker desires and temptations than it is to hold onto the more important things within.”

“You know, I don’t understand all of that stuff. I’m just a simple man. I haven’t got the time to deal with theories and wishes. I deal with facts. Give me some of those and I’ll be able to deal with ‘em.”

“All right, then.  Fact: Bill said that he would never harm a lady. Fact: you agree that he would not either. Therefore, he cannot be the one to have done the deed nor order it done.”

“Okay; see, that’s not a fact.  That is conjecture.”

“Is it? I don’t think so. I have …”

“A feeling? You said that before. What does that mean?”

The pair exited the warehouse, but Camilla did not speak until she was quite sure that no one else would hear them talk.

“I … We … know people by their souls, Thomas. When I touched your hand, I knew that you were a good man. I also knew that you have a troubled past and that you have lost someone close to you.”

Tom’s look was a mix of shock and concern, but, before he could say anything, she continued:  “I did not look deeply into you. I did not look into your memories; I could have, but, because I respect you, and you did not give me permission, I did not. All I knew was that you cared about what happened to Patricia, for whatever reason you had, and so …”

“And so that was your lure to get me involved in this …”

“You did not have to.”

He stopped walking: “You know, I feel like I was pushed into this. That you and Tera conspired to get me involved and make me stay in it.”

“No. I did not. I gave you the card. I gave you the chance to walk away.  You decided that you needed to find out more and you came into our world. Do not confuse the sight of an open door with walking through it. You had the choice. You made it.”

Tom wanted to rant at her, but her logic was sound. He did poke his nose in, and he was deep in it now. With a sigh, he asked, “How much do you know about Bill and his son?”

“Enough to know that Bill has not killed anyone, ever. I can say the same for Billy, as well.”

“Okay, explain that … in simple words so that my mind doesn’t break.”

Camilla laced her hands together and explained, “If you are dark, or have been touched by the dark, if you have killed or done something that serves the dark and makes it gain power, you are marked, in your soul. If I touch someone like that, I’ll know. The same is true of someone who has been touched by the light, but it is different.”

“Weird. Sort of sounds like you are a divining rod.”

She giggled a bit and pointed at her forehead: “Divine I am not. Or at least I do not appear to be.”

Tom couldn’t help the smile, “Right. I forgot about that.’

“What most people are, generally, are shades of grey. That’s normal, and what we expect. But there are always exceptions to that rule. If either of them had killed, they would not be grey; they would be dark. I don’t sense that in either of them.”

“So, you give them a pass?”

“I give them more than a pass: there is nothing in them that even hints they are involved. But …”

“But what?”

“I asked Billy for a favor.”

That stopped Tom in his tracks. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he asked, “What kind of favor?”

“I can’t say.”

“Oh come on. He’s a suspect in spite of your feelings about him.  You can’t just go and trust someone because …”

“I can and I did. In the end I gave him some comfort and, in response to that, he agreed to do something for me. He will. He’s as honourable as his father.”

“Did you tell him anything more than what Bill knows?”

“No. We did talk about his mother a while. He misses her. He does not want to lose his father as well.”

Tom stared off into space for a time before ending the conversation with, “We don’t have the evidence to clear Bill. Right now, he’s the only suspect we’ve got.”

“Then we should find more.”

Tom smiled again, “Right. Look Camilla, I know that you … work … differently then we do. I get that. But you have to see that we have rules and laws here and I have to enforce them. That means that without a piece of paper, a videotape, a confession … hell, anything at all that points me away from Bill, I’m going to arrest him real soon.”

“You will be wrong then.”

“I’ll have to live with that.”

“You will not be able to. I can see that.”

“I know. But that’s part of the job. Sometimes, I think that I sold my soul for the job.”

With that confession, Tom whistled for a cab. It didn’t take long for one to pull up to the curb. He opened the door and let her go in first. As she did so, Camilla told him, with a serious tone in her voice, “You cannot sell that which is held by another, Thomas.”

He climbed into the cab, gave their destination and, as the taxi drove them away, Tom’s memories came back to haunt him again … as they always did.

As they drove away, Billy watched from one of the windows in the upper floor of the warehouse. He liked Camilla, liked her a lot. After they had left, he stood there by the window, watching the traffic pass by, and thought about what Camilla had asked him to do. He didn’t know why exactly he had agreed to it, maybe it was just wanting to do something when, so far, there was nothing he could do for his father.

With a sigh he rummaged in his pockets until he found his phone, opened it, and made a call.

“It’s me. Yah. No, no they didn’t arrest Dad. I … trust them. Have to trust someone don’t I? Anyway, I need somethin’ done … today.”

Billy turned away from the window and walked off into the gloom around him, doing what he hoped would help his father in the end …

Aug 08 2010

The Succubi Queen ponders Andie Bates a bit…

Tonight will be the seventh episode of the ABC television series The Gates, and so, after giving the series six episodes that I have seen, it’s time for some comments about the only Succubus that has appeared in the series…

That being the character known as Andie Bates.

So, what do we know about Andie so far in the series as a Succubus?

Not actually all that much to be honest, but here’s a reasonably short review of what we know, at least as of the sixth episode…

* Her Mother, Eve, was a Succubus and could not control her urges.

*That caused her Father. Thomas, to have to kill Eve, but Andie doesn’t know the real reason why her Mom died at the beginning of the story. Her Mom almost killed her Father, Eve didn’t die in a car crash.

*That happened because Eve had been having sex with Thomas without any sort of medication that would help curb her succubus powers. Instead, the couple practiced self-restraint. However, one night, Eve could not contain herself, and Thomas was forced to kill her.

*The first inkling of her being a Succubus was that she has a large blue vein running up her back that her Doctor explained away as being caused by stress initially, but then told Andie’s Father to fill her in on the finer points of being a Succubus because she has the same Succubus “disorder” her Mom had.

*Apparently, in this universe, Succubism is a disease, or more accurately, a disorder that can be controlled with medicine.

*If Andie kisses someone, notably her boyfriend in the series, Charlie, they lose energy and walk around like they have Mono, a really popular disorder that some young people do get occasionally. This first was evident in the fourth episode when, after only briefly making out with Charlie, Charlie passed out in class. It’s important to note that it was a very brief kiss, almost a peck, and he was out like a lightbulb.

*Andie, on the other hand, runs around like she drank ten cans of Jolt Cola. I mean seriously if she could climb walls she’d be able to do that.

*Dr Peg figured out a herbal formula that might help Andie control her succubus tendencies, but she has to take it. She doesn’t want to because of the side effects that she gets from the medicine. So she stops taking it and that adds some risk to Andie and Charlie’s lives.

*Then her Father explains what a succubus is, mostly, specifically that Andie will attract men unwittingly and kill them with the poison of her kisses. Of course that’s not enough information, so Andie surfs the web ((Mind you, she doesn’t visit my site, but what can you do?)), gets mostly bad news and suffers for that. Mostly that she can’t love anyone.

*In episode 5, Peg tries to tell Andie about things she needs to know now while Andie is in her office. Interestingly, it is explained that being a Succubus means that, physically, you are cold blooded. You can’t regulate your own body. So Andie’s body uses up more energy that it can produce, and so she has to take it from others.

*Later on, Andie and her Father have a “Succubus Safe Sex” talk, which is really something awful in the way they both dance around the issue and she doesn’t learn a lot from it.

*In episode 6, Andie’s condition became worse. Of course she and Charlie kiss again and, again, he’s out cold on the floor again. At the end of the episode however, she started taking the medicine again, trying to make amends for what happened to Charlie in the episode.

And that brings us to tonight’s episode, which I haven’t seen at the time of this posting in the Tale, so I won’t talk about that here…

I do however want to make a few points that seem to have been overlooked in the story so far. One of these is that, watch the episodes carefully, Andie has kissed other people in the series, and none of them have passed out.

The other thing that I wonder about is, and I think this is more accurately what she is…

She’s an energy vampire more than a Succubus. I take that view because, if you follow the Succubus mythos, at least the traditional ones, they gain energy while having sex. Andie and Charlie haven’t done that.

It’s also something to note that all of the werewolves and vampires and other such beings in the series, look so very human or can shift into a more human form. If Andie grows horns and a tail, which I doubt, then how will she look normal?

The other thing that I am surprised about is, that the creators of this series haven’t used the ability of Succubi to transform themselves into other people. That alone could make things very interesting in the series and, at least partially, get Charlie out of Andie’s feeding line.

So, in short, I’m not pleased with the Succubus in this series. I know that we’re unlikely to see Andie as a true Succubus, that’s a given since it’s an ABC show and it’s characters that are a bit young to have sexual relationships to be honest… But…

Character development I hope will continue if for no other reason than to give us a clue to what Andie is. It would be interesting as well if Eve appeared to her at some point… Lots of mirrors in that house, might be another layer of interaction and development that would be interesting…

Still watching, still hoping…

Tera

Aug 07 2010

A Daemonette WIP YouTube…

I discovered another fascinating work-in-progress YouTube that an artist posted there of what could be seen as a Succubus.. But it is described as being a being called Daemonette…

And in case the embedding doesn’t work:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u_eOdAbw56Q

It’s a rather interesting work, which I have screen captured here…

Not the best possible I admit, but it gives a good idea of the finished work to discuss…

This art is the creation of someone on YouTube that calls themselves McGibs. Now there is a artist I have found elsewhere whom is named Jesse McGibney…

Their website can be found here.

Now I am not 100% sure that the two artists are the same person, I couldn’t find this image on that site, but the styles are somewhat similar so… I’m assuming that they are the same person in fact…

It’s an interesting image really… I do wonder about the almost deer-like horns she wears upon her brow… To me they just seem far too large and unwieldy, but then that is artistic license isn’t it?

There are quite a few stories on the web that have Succubi and similar beings have white or grey-silver skin, so that works quite well I think. Her tail I do wonder about a little bit…

She is holding it in her hands, and it is so very thin really… So much so that I wonder if it acts like those I write about in which they can swisch and move about, or if it cannot  manage that for the thinness of it…

Perhaps there is a story in that thought alone… I’ll add it to the stacks of things I need to write about at some point soon…

She has an interesting expression…. Almost as if she was asked a question and now is bemused by it and wondering how to reply to it… Or perhaps she is attempting to look somewhat vulnerable… Either is possible I suppose…

Still a lovely work and I hope to find more soon…

Tera

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