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 Posted: Sun Apr 06, 2014 7:49 pm
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Helmut woke up feeling worse than she had that time she had accidentally eaten putrid meat. She felt sick to her usually empty stomach, and all she wanted to do was stay in bed until the feeling went away, though she knew that it wasn't as simple as food poisoning. This was a more serious sort sick; the kind where she felt like everything she had done up until this point was wrong, and that she was very close to losing one of the very few people she was actually comfortable around. The pre-emptively lonely sort of sick.
There was only one way to fix it: she had to go to the source and clean up whatever mess had happened while she wasn't looking...but that was the hard part. She felt too terrible to get out of bed, especially when there was a chance that it could all go very, very wrong.
But he had hugged her, right? At the end...didn't he? Or did she imagine that? It had happened just before the white queen came around...it could have been nothing but a dream like the rest of it. She wasn't sure what to do, or what she should do, and eventually just got out of bed. Having closure either way was something she decided that she wanted. It meant no more laying around wondering.
So she crawled out of her bed, and out of her room, and out of the dorms (Where she actually stood up and started walking) to the Demon dorms. Finally, somehow, she was in front of the Raum's door, chewing on her bottom lip and wondering if she should knock, puke, or both.
Thankfully, simply knocking won the battle. It was a really quiet knock, but it was a knock nonetheless.
And it was a knock that came in fours every four seconds, and one that wouldn't stop until he answered the door. She wanted to say something to let him know that it was her on the other side, but she couldn't bring herself to speak. She was too scared.
So, knocking.
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Posted: Sun Apr 06, 2014 10:40 pm
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Silence, and then something odd happens. The world flips, the colours invert and then turn a strange orange and blue. You hear a noise, an odd echo, familiar voices, all ringing in your ears as something squeezes out from the colour in long spindly strings and forms a strange shape.
"Go back."
Without warning it lunges at you - and then the world breaks open into white.
It's hot and humid here. There's lush vegetation all around and rain is pouring down hard. Your character is seated within a jeep.
Boom.
That didn't sound like thunder. A cup of water that was on the dashboard ripples.
Boom.
It sounds off again. It repeats several times. And then a sort of growl can be heard from above. If your character were to look up, they'd see a great reptilian head with many sharp teeth. The giant terrible lizard walks out closer to your jeep and lets out a horrific roar.
The images continue to assault you the strange other you continues to talk until everything fades to white again and the room is normal.
What just happened?
OOC: THE DISTORTION MOB - Distortion mobs will influence the area around you, causing it to stand still. It immediately throws your character into a "mirror" scenario, basically an [ Alternate universe ] where your character was something else. Read the above prompt, and then write out a [ small drabble ] where your character belonged to that alternate universe. If you are in a PRP you may write out your part, and either INCLUDE the other person in your thread(s) as if they were PART of the PRP or both of you can write separate viewpoints. Just a quick response prompt in drabble form is fine before the distortion breaks. Just one post is good! AU PROMPT: You're in a jeep and a T-Rex has just appeared! Jurassic Park style. How you want to do this is up to each player as they can just have viewed different AU worlds. After your character experiences it, the illusion breaks and they are back where they are again., as if nothing has happened!
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2014 1:16 pm
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The noise startled Helmut, and even though it was muffled she still jumped. At least she stopped knocking on the door.
"Xavier, are y---" Suddenly, the world looked weird. The colours were wrong, and there were voices where there wasn't before. The ghoul looked around and put her ear to the door, but heard nothing; whoever was speaking, they were behind her, not ahead of her. She turned, just in time to see something lunge at her---
It was hot. Very hot. Even with all the rain, Helmut felt like she was sweating horribly. She wasn't sure where she was, but something in her whispered Jeep, as if it would help. Okay, yes, this was a jeep. It was a mechanical thing obviously, and it was raining - which she supposed was better than snow, even if the humidity wouldn't break.
"Where are--" Boom. The water on the dashboard rippled in time with the sounds and she gripped the back of the seats for balance. "What was that...?" She whispered, frightened, and shuffled to the side to peek out the window. There was nothing there, only fog, and no amount of wiping the window would clear it long enough for her to get a good look.
Boom. It was louder this time, and closer; the cup shook so violently it fell right off the dashboard, spilling to the ground uselessly. Helmut gave a squeak, and just as she attempted the door handles, she heard something: a growl from above them. A loud one, at that. When she looked up she saw through a glass she hadn't realized was there; a wide window that took up nearly the whole roof of the jeep.
A scream caught in her throat as she realized there was something looking back at her. Something reptilian. Lips parted to show rows of serrated teeth, and as it opened it's jaws again to let out a terrible roar, Helmut finally screamed --
The scene faded suddenly, and she was staring at Xavier's closed door again.
This time she didn't hold back: she pounded on the door in a panic.
"XAVIER PLEASE OPEN THE DOOR PLEASE!" She shrieked, pressing as close to the door as she could.
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2014 3:31 pm
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He had indeed fallen off the bed, but it was only out of shock, since Xavier had not exactly expected anyone to actually come knocking on his door. He poked his head out from underneath the blankets once he deciphered Helmut's voice, and waffled about whether to let her in or not.
One blink and then -
- it was too hot. The layers of clothing he wore seemed plastered against his skin, the fur-lined robes sticking to his face and his arms. With wide, terrified eyes he scuttled backwards on his hands and feet until he hit something - something like a chair, except he wasn't in a chair, and he wasn't in a room he was somewhere terrible somewhere -
"No," Xavier whispered, "No, no no no no - "
He was out of the dream and yet he was still here and he couldn't hear Helmut calling for him anymore and why was there something trying to eat him what was going on -
A scream of terror wound its way out of Xavier's throat and he didn't realize he was screaming until he opened his eyes and found himself in his room again, pressed to the floor and surrounded by too many blankets and too many pillows and not nearly enough space for anything more.
And now he could hear Helmut again.
He kicked off the blankets, stumbled in them, and fell with a crash to the floor in his haste to get free of them. Staggering back up, Xavier lashed out, pushing his awkwardly twisted coat from his shoulders and finally shrugging it off entirely because he couldn't entangle himself.
He finally made it to the door, flung it open with a gasp, and threw his arms around Helmut a little too hard and wound up sending both of them crashing to the ground.
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2014 6:23 pm
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Helmut was pressed up so close to the door that she heard everything from within the room, but it was only the tail end of the screaming that she recognized for what it was. The thuds and noises on the other side were as foreign as they were worrying: was he falling around, or was someone there with him? Maybe he was trying to get away from the door? Would he do that? There was a monster out here! Well, present company excluded of course. Maybe he didn't know there was something terrible out here? No, that didn't make sense. The noises were getting louder...
Suddenly, the door few open and Helmut, unsuspecting Helmut, let out a startled gasp before she fell forward, having just lost the only thing propping herself up. She fell right into his open arms, and within seconds she felt his crushing hug before she hit the ground, not entirely realizing how she had gotten there in the first place.
She also didn't realize that she was clinging to him as tightly as he was to her until the dust settled, and she was able to take in what had even happened. The tiny ghoul had no qualms with where she was, and even more than that, she wasn't about to let him go just yet.
"Th-there was a m-monster out here! R-reptile...monster..." She whimpered against him, peeking out from under his arm for the offending creature. While she was no longer in the jeep and it was no longer suffocatingly warm, the toothy creature was still a massive threat. When she didn't see it she felt only a slight bit better, at least enough to stop shaking. The reptile monster was important, but there was something else. There was still her actual purpose here. She stopped trying to see from under his arm and instead took a sheepish peek up at him.
"Are we still friends?" It was a very hesitant question, posed in an even quieter voice.
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2014 7:11 pm
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For the first several seconds Xavier didn't say anything at all, just clung to Helmut's small frame and tried not to show just how terrified he was. Except, being Xavier, he was always terrified, so this plan was unsuccessful on many levels, especially since he was trembling from head to toe.
After a few moments had passed and his heart had managed to settle back down to its proper place, Xavier realized, somewhat belatedly, that he was practically crushing Helmut and promptly relieved some of the pressure, his arms loosening around her.
"S-sorry," he gasped out and he could remember her shrieks behind the door and the way she had sobbed during the dream or whatever it had been, and he could feel the miserable feeling beginning to crawl up his stomach and into his throat again.
He wilted a little, which, since he was on the floor, only meant that he sagged a few inches, but Xavier had turned his head so that his face was now pressed against his carpet, his feathered hair falling in dark cascades to cover his very, very red face.
"...I d-don't know how to b-be friends," he mumbled in embarrassment. "B-but...I, um..."
A long pause.
"I want to be friends."
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2014 9:04 pm
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Xavier loosened his grip on her and Helmut, misunderstanding the move, did the same. For a moment she thought maybe he'd just fallen out of his dorm - a notion that sounded strange, but at the same time didn't, because she had done it before when she tripped over her own feet - and she had simply failed to catch the much larger teen. But when he continued to not get up, and when he still somewhat held on to her, she started to think that maybe, just maybe, it had been an actual hug combined with tripping. Perhaps the way he had thrown his arms around her and the stranger had actually been a real part of the dream.
His admission, as quiet as it was, made her flush darkly. So he did want to be friends, he just didn't know how? That was a huge relief; at least he wasn't spewing crazy nonsense about her lying to him about being his friend.
"I was always your friend, though." Helmut announced with a little squeak, feeling that point was very important. She held on to the front of his shirt so he couldn't escape her, and kept going despite them being on the floor in the demon hallway. This was the perfect place to air grievances, right?
"A-and you hurt my feelings by saying those mean, mean things!"
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2014 9:19 pm
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Xavier hadn't ever really been that much of a physical person, mostly because he'd never really had anyone to be physically affectionate with other than his own parents (which, thinking about it now, was rather sad). So being squashed on the floor with Helmut was a little unnerving and a little frightening and a little awkward, since he was mostly just going with whatever he thought was the proper response.
At least she couldn't see his face still, considering it was still half smushed into the carpet, Xavier determined to keep her from noticing his overwhelming shame (not that he could hide it). Helmut's fingers clutched in the front of his shirt prevented him scuttling away to hide back under the bed, so he had to make do with what he had.
"I'm s-sorry," Xavier mumbled to the floor, and it was half a wail. "I'm...just such a t-terrible p-person, I don't know w-why anyone would want t-to be my f-friend in the f-first p-place."
He still hadn't gotten up off of the floor.
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Posted: Wed Apr 09, 2014 9:24 am
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Helmut puffed out her cheeks. The ghoul may have still been upset at the way things had transpired, but at least now she knew that he did actually want to be friends. Perhaps his accusation in the dream world was Xavier being, well, simply Xavier. So when he voiced that he was a terrible person, she gave him a small punch to his shoulder. Not enough to be overly painful simply because he was too close to put actual force to it, but at least enough to make a point, at least she hoped it would.
"You are not!" She nearly wailed back. "Mama always said that terrible creatures were creatures who did bad things all the time and didn't feel bad for it." In all reality her Mother had put it a lot more eloquently than that, but that was what she had gotten out of that talk. "And you feel bad for too many things to be a terrible creature!" She announced, perhaps a little too loudly for how close the Raum was.
"I still wanna be your fr--" Her words ended abruptly and, a couple seconds later, sneezed loudly as a stray feather tickled her nose.
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Posted: Thu Apr 10, 2014 2:49 pm
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Finally - finally - Xavier slowly (very slowly) turned his head sideways so that he could sort of see Helmut, though his curtain of feathered hair still half hid most of it. What little part was visible were clearly Xavier's pink cheeks, a blush spreading far and wide across his face.
"I don't...think I do b-bad t-things," he mumbled, as Helmut sneezed. He fumbled around for a moment, flustered, and finally produced a handkerchief from somewhere in his pocket, pushing it at Helmut.
There was a long pause.
"So, um..." Xavier floundered. "W-what, um...now?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2014 8:03 pm
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"I think you're a good boil. You say weird things and you always look like someone put blood in your squid juice but...good boil." She struggled to get a hand free, and only to awkwardly pat the top of his head in a distinctly there, there manner.
"...Thanks?" Helmut held the handkerchief in a tiny black hand but, unsure of what to do with it other than hold it, ended up wiping her nose on her sleeve anyway. But at least she was holding onto the handkerchief, because it must have been important in some fashion.
"Umm...I...I don't know." Except, at that moment, her stomach chose to let out one loud, rumbling gurgle. One she was apparently hellbent on ignoring. "Did you see the giant toothed monster a few minutes ago?" Another loud gurgle rumbled, but she tried to hum over it this time.
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Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2014 9:13 pm
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Xavier opened his mouth and then promptly shut it again, his cheeks flushed. After a moment, he said, a little hesitantly, "Well, I s-suppose that's w-worth s-something. If y-you say s-so, I mean," he added, the redness expanding out across his face. He cleared his throat awkwardly, noticed the unused handkerchief, and almost - almost smiled.
Almost.
"Y-yes," said Xavier, and the fear swept all over him again, making him temporarily forget the unused handkerchief. "It was terrifying."
He looked at Helmut uncertainly. "What do you think it was?"
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