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 Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 6:22 pm
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You and several others enter an abandoned, dark, and gloomy mansion that has been said to be haunted. People in the past have witnessed paranormal sightings on the property. Some people have even entered the mansion. No one came out alive. The ones who trespassed into the mansion and didn't survive were buried in the backyard. In a graveyard with hundreds of tombstones and rotting corpses beneath the soil.
The souls of the trespassers remain on earth, in ghost form. Lurking the grounds of the mansion. Unable to find the light.
You may be one who is daring and is brave enough to enter the large house. Determined to explore the haunted and paranormal mansion. Or, you may be one who is scared and was forcefully dragged here against your will. Not wanting to enter the house that scares the living Christ out of you. You manage to enter the property and you approach the door. Entering inside the mansion, you watch the door slam shut behind you. Then, a clicking noise comes from the door. Your locked in.
You and other people are trapped inside the mansion. No way out. You explore the house, searching for an exit.
Basic Rules. Just post and I'll add your linked profile here.
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 6:27 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 7:33 pm
J a c k i e
Jackie Stripe, a skuntank fighter and guitarist, stood in front of the gates of the mansion. She heard of the mansion, that was deep in the woods, many miles away from the city. She heard this mansion was plagued with paranormal beings and that people disappeared there. However, she wasn't scared. Not one bit. She knew that it was just a silly little story and that there were no such things as ghosts. Jackie's indigo eyes searched, searching if anyone else was around to see her enter the ghost house. Jackie didn't want to deal with others, trying to pull her away from the mansion. The skuntank turned to the large, rusted chains that were wrapped around the bars of the gates, holding it shut. Looking closely to the lock, it was ancient. The key hole couldn't be seen. Only an engraved face with a gaping mouth. A tortured look upon its metal face. Screaming.
Jackie moved the little face, making it slide and reveal a little key hole. A key hole that only an ancient key would fit through. Her dark purple eyes examined the dark metal. "Hm." Noticing the chains, they looked able to be pulled right off. They were so old, they looked like they could snap at a gentle pull. Jackie tugged on the linked chains. SNAP! CLINK! Some of the weak, ancient, rusted chain links were able to hold and they snapped at the pull. The metal clinked together. Jackie watched the chains slither off the bars of the gate, falling to the ground into a pile of broken chains. The metal lock with the screaming face rested on the pile of chains.
Jackie smirked. Bending down, she snatched the hold lock. Her back straightened. A nice souvenir. Slipping her arms from the straps of the back pack that rested on her spine, she swung it in front of her, then held it securely in her hands. She dropped the ancient lock into her bag and smirked, zipping up the bag. Her back pack held all her essentials for when entering the mansion. Flashlight, lighter, camera (to prove there are no paranormal activity and to show the world the 'haunted' mansion), her cell phone, and some other crap she thought that she needed.
The skuntank then threw the back pack back onto her back (lots of backs in this sentence. |D). Looking up, she saw the gates of the mansion, wide open inwardly. As if someone had already opened them. But no one was to be seen. Jackie stared at the gates, curious. Shaking her head, she jogged onto the property. The sound of creaking echoed into her ears. Jackie's mohawked head turned to the gates, which were slowly closing shut. With a clank, the gates were closed. Weird. Automatic gates? Then, she watched the chains that were in a pile, slowly float and slither, coiling around the gates' bars. A lock appeared on the chains, a slight replica of her lock she stole. But it was the face of a woman screaming instead.
Freaky. Shaking her head, she continued to the haunted mansion. The walls were covered in vines, which crawled up to the roof. They looked healthy and alive. The lawn of the haunted mansion was poorly kept, however. The grass was gray and the bushes were dried. Finding a moat ahead of her, Jackie stopped. The bridge looked trusting, yet, it looked like it would break beneath her feet. Beneath the bridge was a muddy, gross stream that flowed. Shrugging, Jackie crossed it, continuing onto the road that moved towards the mansion.
Finally, she approached the front door steps. Two, cobwebbed covered, dark, cement lions stood on opposite sides of the porch, but facing each other, inward. One had a missing ear, missing right back paw, and its tail. The opposite had a broken tooth, a missing left front paw, and the tip of its tail was missing. They were on two small pillars, that were connected to cement, broken railings. The few stairs that led to the door took only seconds to run upon. Before her, there was a tall, large, heavy, onyx door that stood twenty feet tall. Looking to the large door knockers, that looked like lions, biting down on rings.
The metal was gold and covered in spider webs and dust. It was also a bit slimy. Gripping onto them, she pounded the knockers into the door. She felt the door vibrate and boom as she knocked. After five knocks, the door creaked open inwardly. A loud creak from the hinges echoed. Once the door was completely open, Jackie entered the room. It was a beautiful yet creepy home. It had the Victorian Gothic look. Cobwebs and dust were everywhere. Her purple eyes admired the house. The loud slam of the door echoed in the lobby, and her head snapped to it. Jackie's eyes were wide. This place was creepy. She liked it.
Jackie approached on of the dual stair cases, one on the left and one on the right. A hall way was between the two on the first floor. But the staircases led to the second floor. She ascended up the left marble stair case, curiosity filling her sparkling eyes.
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 7:34 pm
( long intro post is long )
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 4:37 pm
 Aefes Colim ------------- I'm 'bout to make you do the walk of shame,
you never thought you would...
Time is ticking, halters skipping, ready to move
feel like my logics lifting, head is spinning out of control!
You've got my body twitchin', thirst is quenchin', ready to go He'd heard of place through rumors & mouths that had assumed he was going to go do something more with them other than in a bed, & really he didn't count on spending anymore time with the clingy males than he had to. Plus he wanted to bring Thea along for the ride & he didn't really want Thea to be introduced to one of his one night stands. What happened behind closed doors stays there as long as it's not getting to the Krabby's ears. Honestly he didn't wish for her to know his dirty deeds, but for once he was allowing one of his past bed mates to meet her. He didn't really know why, but he enjoyed his time with the male before & wanted to spend more of it with him. Though it was even rarer that he even let Thea know of his existance. Whatever the case he decided that perhaps she could still stay in the dark about his real relation to the Sableye. Though the Sableye wasn't the only one that accompanied(sp?) the Feebas & Krabby, a friend of Thea's had been dragged along, though he didn't know much of her, just got used to her being around over the few weeks she suddenly appeared. Of course, the day he heard of her he was in shock hearing Thea going over to a perfect strangers house, but he'd let it go by now knowing she was no real threat. He'd also grown used to the new style she seemed to be adopting, somehow it seemed to fit her well.
"Mmm, this is going to be exciting~!" He finally chimed breaking the trembling silence coming from Thea & the Combee. "I'll finally get to see if ghosts really exist. I wonder if there are any poltergeists, or just wandering spirits." He wondered aloud, looking up towards the sky as if he'd recieve an answer from some voice above, then glanced to his side at the Sableye with a smirk, that hungry look still lingering lightly in his chocolate colored eyes. He had an idea that really piqued his interest now, but then there was the matter of Thea & Miyabi. The Feebas didn't want to just leave them alone while he diddled around for the slight excitement of it, especially Thea knowing her great fear of the paranormal. The idea would have to wait for another time unfortunately. His eyes turned away not even speaking a word to the Sableye knowing he should full well get the idea of what he had been thinking.
After walking a little further they finally stood before the gates of the haunted mansion & Aefes for a moment just stood there gazing passed the gates to the haunting home with curiousity in his gaze. Slowly his eyes turned to Thea whom seemed to be clinging to Miyabi, & felt a sinking feeling, a frown following. It was odd seeing the Krabby cling to another instead of to him. He was so used to it & now it was just odd to see her cling to someone else. Shaking his head he facaded a bright smile reached for the rusted chains, not even glancing at the lock fully. Giving a tug the chains seemed to just fall apart from his touch & gave a clink clank as it broke & fell to the ground along with the lock. It was then he noticed the lock itself. A face of a screaming woman which caused him to chuckle as he picked it up. "Fancy, I'd like to meet the person who sculpted this." Aefes held it up as if it was a new accomplished badge, but after glancing at it & allowing those who wanted to look, he tossed it behind him while reaching forward to push open the gates but his hands never met the object. "Huh? Automatic gates? does that mean someone lives here?" He murmured more to himself than anyone & glanced at the group before linking arms with the Sableye. "Shall we go then?" The mohawked male didn't wait for a response, instead he started moving forward until they reached the door, noting the lion features of the place before reaching up to knock on the door a few times. "Mmmm...?" He gradually raised his voice in question when no response came, then looked to the group with a shrug before the door started to open on it's own slowly. "Automatic doors too? There really must be someone living here." He spoke in a bit of bewilderment, not wasting a second to charge in & gaze at everything, from there he waited for the others while keeping his eyes on Thea & glancing around the room. It all seemed quite old & fancy, it was... victorian right?
(( I think a lot of ours are going to be long x3
Sorry lati & Gorr, kinda just wanted to get them there & all, hope you don't mind D8 ))You got my mind in the gutter when we touchin' on each other,
rollin' round under covers blowin' kisses like we're lovers,
I like the way you taste when your all up in my face,
bodies touchin', minds corrupting, cause my mind is in the gutter
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 5:14 pm
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"οΌο½ο½ο½" ------ She was wearing something Miyabi had swayed her into wearing, but she didn't mind too much anymore. It kinda felt normal now, but unfortunately not even this could lift her trembling emotions. Aefes knew how she hated, no... feared the paranormal & though he had offered her to stay behind, she didn't want him going where he could potentially die while she sat home instead of going & making sure he was safe. Though she hadn't been expecting other company besides Miyabi, she just let it go though, sort of dismissing it now that her fear had taken over. The red head was currently occupying herself by clinging to the Combee whom was with her, not really looking much else where beside she ground even as Aefes spoke up numerous times. Her entire body trembled at the very thought of even going to the haunted mansion & just really wanted to turn tail & buckle it away from here, though composed herself enough to just stay clung to the female.
After a long while they arrived to gates of the place, a look of shock running over her face as she noticed the lock. That enough spooked her into closing her eyes tightly & turning her head away into the girl's shoulder. At the sound of chains hitting the ground she opened her eyes again & watched silently through fear as the door opened on it's own. However her nerves settled just a little as Aefes rationed it just being automatic, though she still questioned it. Seconds after the gate opened they started up the long walk way until they reached a 20 foot door. The place itself had vines reaching towards the rooftop all around it, while the door was littered with cobwebs & slimy grime that made her grimace. Her slate blue eyes then looked behind them to the cement lions, both missing a paw but opposite of the other, one missing a back the other the front, right to left, one was missing a tooth, the tip of it's tail & it's ear while the other was missing it's entire tail. Her attention shot back in front of her as the door opened on it's own, making her question further if the doors & gates were really automatic or not. Slowly she made way inside, the Combee close in her grasp as she looked around admiring the beauty of the victorian home. "Wow..." Was all she murmured, though quiet it still seemed to echo. ------ β―β―β―
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 6:47 pm
  and maybe....you're gonna be the one that saves me...
Somehow, this boy had swayed him to come to this house that was commonly noted as "haunted". Salem wasn't superstitious, the paranormal never frightened him or delighted him. He simple rolled his eyes at all the pictures that were of "ghost", or the videos of poltergeists. The Sableye would always try his hardest to find a logical flaw with them, or simply right them off as silly. But perhaps he was wrong, and at least for tonight he was willing to entertain that idea.
His icy blue eyes roamed around the large house. It seemed like it had been lost in time, locked away out here in the middle of nowhere. He was certainly intrigued by it's design at least. He was more than willing to pull a few pranks here and scare the companions that had come along with them. How he loved pulling pranks. Just that moment of pure fear or anger on the mark's face gave him so much joy that he could easily not care about how upset they were going to be.
 I miss your purple hair
I miss the way you taste
I know youβll come back some day
On a bed of nails I wait
Iβm praying that you donβt burn out
Or fade away
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 7:05 pm
"A trickster's smile"  
Shin was roaming the halls of the house, rather quietly in fact. It almost seemed like home to him, well, one of them anyway. The abandoned building that he frequented was similar to the house in that it was basically run down and uncared for, having a 'creepy' factor to it and being dark and a bit 'dreary'. He carried on his way, wandering around on the third floor. At some point, he'd lost his 'boss', the Rattata Taroro. They actually came to the place together, though it was mainly because Shin really wanted to visit the place. He'd run across rumors about it while he was 'working' and was instantly intrigued since it sounded like his sort of 'environment'. He was actually hoping more people would eventually show up so that he'd have a chance to try and scare them, which was part of his 'fun'.
His eyes glanced around as he walked silently, looking at some of the old portraits and walls. Unlike most people, Shin had particularly good vision at night. He didn't ever really seem to need a flashlight to see, his red eyes adjusted pretty well to the darkness. Just as he had turned to start heading down another long hall, his eyes caught the sight of something at the end of it, turning the next corner almost at the same time as he had. He paused in his steps, and it only took a moment for a playful smirk to cross his lips. He brought both of his hands up into a 'spooky' position, wiggling his fingers as he continued to walk and quoted quietly to no one in particular, ""They're coming to get you Barbara~"" The Haunter made his way down the hall, following after the seemingly floating and suddenly out of sight 'apparition' in amusement.
"Sure you wanna trust it?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 7:51 pm
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[[OOC: Np, Moku. I took a while because I couldn't find any lyrics to match this OTL;;]]
What do you think of when you say summer? BBQ, beaches, festivals? BEE-BEEP, WRONG!! It has to be...Tests of Courage! Now understand, Miyabi was every bit the normal girl in terms of being afraid of creepy things, but she didn't want to miss out on a thrill.
"Chin up, Thea! We have to beat the ghosts to pass, it'll be like, um, a video game! Aren't you guys good at those?" It was her way of encouraging the shivering girl that clung like a kitten to her sleeve. She radiated in contrast a cheery and delighted aura, casting rays of sunshine over the gloomy cloud. Miyabi had chosen to wear a more gothic lolita getup for the occasion, and sported drape-like sleeves and batty wings, with even a thin line of black eyeliner. Her eager amber eyes and bouncing curls spoiled the look, but she was still ever the decked up lolita.
"I know spirits exist, at least!" At Aefes' comment, she chimed up with her own "experiences" while she also stepped through the gate. "I destroyed a years-old curse by doing an anime dance. They were blue with lots of hands and no legs, but I never got to see them. But I guess ghosts are different, hmm? Hey, maybe they like rock music or something, you guys could handle that."
It was an unfortunate trait of the Combee girl's to be extremely gullible and therefore susceptible to tricks, no doubt a fact that will be exploited many times in the coming trip.
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 9:11 pm
 I'm not here for your entertainment
You don't really wanna mess with me tonight
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Being the short fuse that he was, this was enough to flip Dendera's temper. "You can't just kidnap people to validate your stupid hoax!" he fussed, still complaining about the situation on the drive over to the place. His grip on the steering wheel was almost frightening. When his temper hit he got a hold of Silas almost immediately. He wasn't really sure still why he had chosen to drag the vaporeon into his 'hunt', but he told the man that it was so that he had a witness, to help prove this hoax. He wanted to find whoever was behind this and drag their sorry a** to the police station, not before taking out some justice of his own. And god help anyone that lunged at him because he brought fire power to back up his temper.
He wanted Silas there, he wanted someone else to validate his proof, but it was also an experience he could share with the man. He had grown fond of his presence, and wasn't really sure what to make of his feelings towards him but Dendera wasn't exactly the type to try to make something of it, he would rather just take the opportunities that he got to drag Silas into his life.
He was actually somewhat surprised that the boy was willing to take part in his 'mission'. But it did make his day a little better. When they reached the place, Den parked his car, pulling a shotgun out of the back seat. He brought the firepower to show that he was serious to who ever was behind this, so that they wouldn't think that they could make him 'go missing'. He didn't want to or plan to take a life, but he did plan to give someone a good beating. He strapped his handguns to his belt now and was ready to make damn sure that neither him, nor his guest got trapped in this hoax. "Thanks for coming.." he said more softly than the fussing he had done on the way, truly appreciating the man's company on this venture.
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Just let me have my fun
I'm not here for your entertainment
I was fine before you walked into my life
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 9:26 pm
J a c k i e
Jackie Stripe wandered the halls of the mansion. She felt uncomfortable as she walked. She felt as if she was watched. Like the paintings and self portraits were watching her. It was creepy. Jackie noticed so many cobwebs that accented the walls, clinging to the walls and to the paintings and marble busts. She then heard the door slam from the lobby, and she jumped slightly. What the f---?! The skuntank turned on her heel and ran back to the twin stair cases that were in the lobby. Expecting ghosts or something, she groaned with annoyance. She saw a whole group of people.
Jackie descended down the dusty marble stairs. Her purple and light tan mohawk bounced lightly at each step she made. What the hell were they doing here? Jackie wanted to search this mansion alone. Not with other people. This annoyed her. Yeah, there were a few hot guys, but that wasn't the point. Jackie stood on the last step, glaring at the crowd that just entered the mansion.
"What the hell are you doing here?" she asked, anger in her tone. The skuntank was beyond annoyed. She was going to be with other people in this mansion. She observed the people in the room, with her. There was a sexy Umbreon with handmade guns strapped to his pants, a sexy Vaporeon that looked a bit emo, a cute lolita Combee, a creepy but hot Haunter with beaming red eyes, an anorexic but famous rocker Sableye, a pretty hermaphrodite Krabby, and a freckly but cute Feebas.
Cocking her hips, she placed her hands on them and stared down at them. She didn't want to deal with these idiots. She didn't need people dragging her down.
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 9:40 pm
"He's a beautiful monster" "You're a knife, sharp and deadly" 
Why in the hell did he agree to come along. He was minding his own business, in the middle of studying for a test that he had in a few days, when Dendera showed up and asked him to join him on some sort of trip to a 'haunted house'. He'd heard some rumors about the place before Dendera even showed up, but he didn't think much of them. If people 'went missing', he figured it was their own fault for being stupid enough to even get near that sort of situation. And yet..he was now on his way to the house, the place where those 'stupid situations' had occurred. He couldn't help sighing a little at the man's outburst as they were driving, glancing dully to the side at the Umbreon."What if the people who went missing are actually part of this whole thing? You didn't consider that, did you," he said, looking back out the passenger window. Why did he come along anyway? Normally he'd never do anything like this, but, then again, whenever it concerned the Umbreon he had the tendency to do things out of the ordinary for him.
After finally arriving and the engine had been killed, Silas stepped out of the car, leaning against the door a little while waiting for his 'companion'. Honestly, after getting a look of the man after he had pulled out the shotgun and his signature guns, he couldn't help raising an eyebrow. He really looked like he was about to go to war, or something similar. But, the Vaporeon just let go of the thought, it didn't seem like the man could really help it once he got himself going.
He blinked a little at the man's 'thanks', glancing to the side while blushing just slightly, not that it was easy to see in the dark that they were in."..yeah," he replied, not really used to saying 'you're welcome'. Those words were as foreign to him as 'thank you', and the even more elusive 'I love you'."Well," he started, standing up from his leaned position against the car and turning towards the abandoned looking house,"let's get this over with."
Upon reaching the inside of the mansion, apparently with a few others who had decided to check out the house as well, they were all greeted by a Skuntank, who looked to be in a bad mood. Silas glanced up at the woman, a little annoyed at her tone,"The hell is your problem," he snapped back, crossing his arms over his chest. Definitely not the best first impressions of one another.
"And it's me that you cut into" "But I don't mind"
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 11:04 pm
J a c k i e
Jackie Stripe stared at the people. They looked like they were all friends or...acquaintances. However, she knew none of them. Yeah, some looked familiar. But she didn't know who the heck they were. Honestly she didn't care who they were. Jackie wanted to investigate the haunted house in peace. She stared down at each and every person. God. Why couldn't they have their little party in a different house? she cursed mentally.
The skuntank stood in her black laceback shorts, light tan top, purple leather jacket, black buckle boots, light tan socks, bandages on her hands, and her black spiked collar. Her purple mohawk hanging limply over her face and her left eye. Her indigo eyes glistened with annoyance. The many steel and silver piercings on her body shone from the faint lighting of the lights and the large chandelier that hung over the lobby.
Jackie heard the gloomy and pale Vaporeon snap at her, annoyance in his tone. She scowled to him. "My problem?" she asked, irritated. That's when the fuse was lit on the Jackie bomb. "My PROBLEM is that I am in a room full of ******** people!!! WHEN I want to explore this mansion ALONE," her voice was rough and loud. She could hear her angry voice echo in the ancient and antique mansion. Jackie also wanted to raid this place. The people who lived here must've been very wealthy. She could find some priceless, antique jewelry that is irreplaceable, so she could sell it and be rich.
And Jackie didn't want anyone else finding any antique goods before her. She felt a little selfish and greedy. But who cares. She glared at the Vaporeon, stepping from the stairs and approaching him. She snarled at him. Jackie didn't like it when other people snapped at her. She clenched her fists, wanting to punch him. But she relaxed and breathed deeply. Turning to the others, she gave them a dirty look. "Why are you here?" she asked more calmly.
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 11:38 pm
I'm not here for your entertainment
You don't really wanna mess with me tonight
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He understood how over the top he was being but really whatever was going on here he wanted the security of knowing that he packed some fire power, especially considering that he had dragged the vaporeon into a potentially dangerous situation. He wouldn't be able to forgive himself if he let the man get hurt. He was glad that have him along though.
When they entered the mansion though, all the calm that Silas's statement had instilled in him was shattered and that temper of his reawakened by a very rude woman. It seemed that others had arrived here first, which wasn't too surprising. Some people couldn't resist the occult. "I came to find out what the hell is going on here." he snapped in response to the skuntank's question, and it didn't seem that she had put his companion in too good of a mood either.
He pulled the shot gun up over his shoulder, putting the weapon at rest though clenched fists showed that his temper wasn't diffused by far. When she got up into the vaporeon's face that was the last straw. He pulled Silas aside, placing himself between the woman and his companion, an obvious scowl on his face. "You'll take a chill pill or I'll force feed you one." he spoke with obvious bitterness towards the woman's attitude. "You think about laying a hand on my friend, and I will make sure you can't raise a fist again, let alone hurt him." his tone was very catty, everything about his body language screamed territorial. And yes, he said friend. He wasn't sure why that was the term that he chose, but even when compared to the guys that he played games with, he felt more like a friend to Silas than any of them.
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 11:54 pm
"He's a beautiful monster" "You're a knife, sharp and deadly"
His eye twitched a bit, even more annoyed now than he was when she first snapped at him just after walking in the door. He had a decently short fuse, though it seemed to be a little longer in some aspects than the Umbreon's that he came to the house with. And just as he was about to snap back at the woman, maybe even throw a fist at her face, the man he came with interrupted and pulled him aside, taking him by surprise. Silas could only blink up at the Egyptian, at least what he could see of him from where he was standing. It seemed vaguely familiar...which was about the time a memory decided to come back to him. He had danced with the Umbreon, he knew it for sure now. On the dance floor he'd seen the man from a similar angle, though he wasn't nearly as rigid as he seemed to be now. He couldn't keep the brief blush from his face again, recalling the things they had done, the things he himself had done, which probably helped in keeping him quiet for the moment. Of all the times for a memory like that to come back, it had to be now.
His eyes darted back up to the man though, a bit surprised at what he called him.'. . .friend. . .?' he thought to himself, having to think it over a little. It was another word that was foreign to him, or at least had been for quite some time now. And, as usual, part of him recoiled at it, but part of him actually liked how it sounded. He felt strange again, more than usual, like he just realized something important but half of him was trying to slip into denial and lash out. For the time being though, he decided it was probably better to just push it aside for now and think about it later, it wasn't exactly the best time to go deep thinking about himself.
The Vaporeon glanced back over at the woman, which pretty much helped pull him the rest of the way out of his thoughts. Silas never discriminated when it came to fighting. Man, woman, teenager, adult, he was willing to hit just about anyone without a second thought, and right now he wanted to hit the Skuntank. He never took into consideration his size, he was fast, which often enough worked to his advantage. And now, he felt like a cat that just got confronted by another cat, the hair on the back of his neck standing on end.
"And it's me that you cut into" "But I don't mind"
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