Witnessed Damnation (elemental RP) open

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DEN

Den loosened his grip on the scythe, making it slip closer to the ground. He chuckled in a voice pulling itself from the lungs of a tranced person. "Always awake." Den smiled, his face still flushed with the illusion of sleep. "Just well rested." He breathed.

[ID K I L L E R]

....he....smiled?....i guess i'm safe for now.... Hotaru glanced up but stared back at the ground. ....well rested....is that what he calls it?.....people don't think when they're sleeping.....is he sleep walking?....talking?......is that even possible?.... She sat there with her chin resting on her arms, not noticing that she was just sitting there. ....oops....i forgot to say something....what do i do?...is it too late to answer?....ya....that would be weird to just say something five minutes later.....but not saying anything is bad too...... Her frown grew bigger as she thought more into it. ....what do i do.....i screwed it up again......

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DEN

Den blinked, extending time as his eyelids closed. "Don't like to talk?" His words were slipping as he appeared to be falling deeper into sleep. "Neither do I..."

[ID K I L L E R]

....what do i do?....should i say something?....bring up a subject....um...what kind?....forget it...this is stupid....why should i talk?...he's the one that talked to me first..... Hotaru also blinked a couple times, her eye lashes tickling her cheeks every time they touched. "....then....i don't have to talk?...." She said quietly. Hotaru nodded her head slowly as the ground seemed to grow closer to her head. ....i shouldn't have over done it....dammit.... Hotaru then let her head drop between her knees as she passed out. Before she got to Faik's island she had been constantly using her telepathy to read minds, exhausting her.

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DEN

Den shook his head from side to side, body in sinc. "Not if you don't want to." His eyes were covered yet again, lids curtained over them. He stayed in his position, deeply lost in sleep.

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((if any1 wantz 2 post nd wer off go ahead XD))

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ღ~Fiala + Tayt~ღ

Fiala

Tayt

♥

Fiala perched herself on Tayt's back, her fingers scurrying through his hair. "You'd think there would be more Faits." She chuckled wickedly.

Tayt held onto Fiala's knees, keeping his balance as he walked along the edges of the ponds. "They're probably here...somewhere." He relocated his hands to touch Fiala's, stopping them from ruffling his hair. It felt weird when it went backwards.

[Nano_Jiro]

Without the darkness there can be no light without the light there can be no darkness, now let the shadow cast across the land…

Hayato

Two legs dangled from an outreaching branch, leaning back against the trunk of the tree was a male. Hair a deep violet and eyes a bright orange stared off into the distance. Quite content with himself the man known as Hayato relaxed, letting himself and life take its course. Hayato like his counter part, if he dared call ‘it’ that, was an intellectual person, able to comprehend the difficult situations and come up with logical explanations. This is why he knew that if he decided to move at this very moment nothing would change, perhaps an encounter would happen but his ultimate purpose and title in life would not change. Thanks to the one who he was created from he was called the sinner when really it should be Aito. Taking a deep breathe he breathed out a heavy sigh and adjusted himself. His arms were crossed behind his head and from his position he could clearly see the stars that engulfed Fait. Light, such an odd thing. Supposedly suppose to be the symbol of good yet he was called a sinner, but then again with light darkness is created. For light casts a shadow even when engulfed by the dark. So perhaps it was true. Absently he mused these thoughts over wondering and just before coming to a conclusion he would waver once more. Shifting himself slightly he brought his left leg up to him letting the right hang limply. With a soft sigh he wrapped his arms around it and rested his chin on his forearm. Just ahead by about 300 feet was a temple. A place that seemed utterly abandoned, perhaps that was what they were made for. To be empty just like the temple, to realise that the thing called hope was a myth to remember and reflect that they are sinners. Created by one person who themselves were a sinner, released from them into existence in the clouds. He observed the temple taking in each detail; even from afar he had sharp eye sight and could see the major faults in the structure. Was nothing perfect? Of course, in everything there were faults, in the humans below, in them in buildings, in nature, in the planets, the galaxies in everything. Everything was faulted. Nothing was perfect and nothing would ever be perfect. It angered him in an odd way to think like that but he knew it was true.

He huffed agitatedly to himself. In a way Hayato could be a perfectionist yet at the same time he accepted that nothing was perfect. It was just when he had a chance to think such as now he couldn’t help himself but to notice and complain to himself. But the key word was himself, Hayato was far to shy to go up to anyone. Aito was the same way however he had a façade and that little façade was hyper and outgoing and not afraid of anything and so Aito would approach anybody while secretly he didn’t want to. So when Hayato was created that trait stuck rather firmly to him and so he was alone, and it was silent. The slight whisper of the wind was the only thing that seemed to come to him. Shifting himself slightly his clothing swayed. His shirt was much like a conductors clothing only white and without sleeves. Its collar brushed against his cheek eagerly, absently he swatted it away. The back of it was split in two to about his waist, a tail if you wanted to call it that. His pants were a jet black with a small design of a wing on either side. And with this set of clothing it reflected his opinions. White and black, often reflecting the colors of light and dark. Combining the two he felt at peace with himself as he let the wind rush over his still body. Letting his eyes gaze at the stars as the small illuminating glow dance of his skin in a neon like glow. He was the light, yet he was the darkness. Two contradictory things as different as fire and water that were always found together. He chuckled to himself such odd things nature made. Not one thing over powered the other, there was always its opposite right there to stop it from doing so. Hayato hunched himself slightly and brought his leg closer to him letting himself rest his head. He wasn’t tired, and even when he was it was because he was in darkness and felt weak. He rarely got tired but he always felt the need to sleep, but at this moment he was awake. With the radiance of the moon and stars allowing him to stay calm his emotions and attitude was rather mellow but he still dared not move, keeping himself stable and exact. His eyes went distant and unblinking as he became much like a statue, yet still very much so alive. He breathed steadily and slowly giving of the illusion that he was still.

But never forget the light is a guiding thing, with brilliance and shine it will lead you home but when you enter the darkness don’t be afraid…

((Oh I forgot one thing in Hayato’s powers. Could you be so kind as to add healing to the list, thank you in advance.))

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((wats the power u want me 2 add? XD ))

[Nano_Jiro]

((Umm lets see... Please add this sentence to Hayato's power list. 'With patience and a lot of light Hayato is able to heal minior injuries to some subtle major ones. But at a great cost of energy.' ))

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ღ~Fiala + Tayt~ღ

Fiala

Tayt

♥

Fiala leaned forward, her hands sliding down Tayt's shoulders, arms until they reached his hands. Then, she hopped off of his neck, standing next to him, hand in hand. "I think I see someone over there!" She grinned as she saw a boy in black and white in the distance. She pointed and stood, waiting for Tayt's approval.

Tayt looked towards the direction Fiala pointed to. "You lead." He smiled.

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Nano_Jiro

((Umm lets see... Please add this sentence to Hayato's power list. 'With patience and a lot of light Hayato is able to heal minior injuries to some subtle major ones. But at a great cost of energy.' ))

(( can u explain tht though? D: i dnt understand how light heals T________T ))

[Nano_Jiro]

Without the darkness there can be no light without the light there can be no darkness, now let the shadow cast across the land…

Hayato

Hayato was a rather unique person; he was contradictory for he was the concealed thoughts and the alternate personality of a man below. To him Aito, his original was a selfish person. Although if that were true he would be selfish and he really wasn’t. He shrugged the thought off and looked towards the temple. His thoughts wandering and meshing together to form a sort of story. The life of a fait was interesting and deceitful. The truth was lies and lies were the truth. Yet in many Hayato was surprised. With so many people holding back emotions of joy and sadness he barely ever met any other faits. But they were sinners, perhaps they didn’t like to socialize. He did yet at the same time he didn’t, he would go up to people he knew but always shied from going up to strangers and introducing himself. It just didn’t seem to settle with him, Aito. Of course it was his originals fault that he was contradictory and couldn’t make up his mind. Petty humans. Lifting his head he stared up at the moon. Brilliant yet even it was lying. The moon didn’t have any natural radiance on its own; it borrowed it from the sun. Absently he raised his hand and shut his eyes, concentrating. Letting the light that had been shinning and dancing upon his skin fade he redirected it at his finger tips. Squinting he focused his mind onto the light molecules and slowly from his fingers that had shone faintly moments before shone vigorously until it was utterly blinding, even with his eyes shut he could see the radiance. And then it began to move without him even moving his hand. The light died down and as he opened his eyes a spherical orb about the size of his head circled his hand. With the brilliance and elegance of a gazelle it circled, a creation that was purely light. Twitching his hand he directed the light to hover over his shoulder, letting him see better as the night progressed. But then it again, not all light was good and not all dark is bad. Take him for existence. He is called a sinner and shunned yet he isn’t necessarily bad. He sighed at just thinking about the title placed on others. Shifting back into his previous position he relaxed, the light following his ever movement before like him becoming utterly still.

But never forget the light is a guiding thing, with brilliance and shine it will lead you home but when you enter the darkness don’t be afraid…

((Thank you and I got writers block sorry.))

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Nano_Jiro

((Of course. When Hayato is exposed to a lot of light and presented with someone who is injured. He can sort of absorb the light into his skin and when he places his hands onto the injured spot the light will soak into the white blood cells and will basically super charge them with enough energy to do a months job in about one minute and so he heals injuries like that. I will edit this response and use it to post as Hayato as soon as I finish the post.))

((ty! .D finally a person who can explain these things nd doesnt make everything randum!! x] we will add once my sis gets back on...she is off at the moment :3 bt u can still use tht power nd all X3 ))

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BEL

Bel was in one of the tiny cottages, falling asleep on a bed. Because I'm a prince. He grinned and chuckled evilly. "Shu shu shu." His wicked smile grew.