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| I'm one of the RPers. :3 |
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| I'm lurking, just to read what you guys are up to here... ;O |
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| I'm lurking, looking for the right time to join... ;D |
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| I wanted to choose option 2 just to make you guys nervous, but I am thwarted by this option. >:U |
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| ...I'm just voting for gold. ^_^;; |
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 Posted: Tue May 04, 2010 10:02 pm
"..." O_O;; There was a pause of silence before she continued. "Oh, uh...that. Well. Er...how do I say it... Oscuro manifested and devoured his soul."Colette gasped and put her hands over her mouth. Kratos' eyes widened slightly in genuine surprise. Sheena blinked several times at Azriel. After the initial shock, Colette went, "...Wait, what?" O_O"It is as I said it. Oscuro manifested and devoured his soul." sweatdrop She closed her eyes to gather her thoughts for a second and continued, "At that moment, when I was still on my hands and knees, I began to hear...them. Chiaro and Oscuro. In my head."A second panel was created from swirling fog, showing the memory that took place in the mindspace. There were two wisps, purely of darkness and light, floating over the floor. They began to enlarge and shape into the current forms of Chiaro and Oscuro. From the former, the glow ceased; from the latter, it was as if a black smoke dissipated, to reveal their features more clearly.
"I...I live again!" Oscuro exclaimed.
"We live again," Chiaro corrected.
stare "Yeah, whatever." She looked down at her chest. "Well, this certainly is different..."
The real Oscuro interrupted for a second to explain, smirking. "Heheh... Y'know, Azriel really IS the first woman we've ever had as a host. It sure felt kinda off at first, having boobs instead of a---" Chiaro cut her off with a smack across the face, to which Oscuro glared and scowled at."..." o_o Azriel blinked in silence for a few times. That little factoid still kinda weirded her out to this day. She shook her head and continued. "Anyway, I heard Oscuro soon mention something about how an evil soul smelled so delicious to her. Then, all of a sudden, I could see myself change, and it felt as if I was losing control of my movements."The Oscuro in the flashback began to sniff at the air. "Ooh...is that a delectable evil soul I smell? What a wonderful thing to wake up to..."
"Oscuro, we've just awakened in this new host. You shouldn't be this hasty!" Chiaro scolded.
Oscuro just waved a hand dismissively at her and grinned mischievously. "Shove off, birdbrain, it feels like centuries since I last ate. I'm starving." At that, she seemed to teleport out.
In the original flashback panel, Azriel was still on her hands and knees, her wings lowered and touching the stone floor. Her head was bowed, and she had fallen silent. The calm in the air, though eerie, was a signal of opportunity for the bandit. He gripped his daggers tighter and began to step toward Azriel carefully.
Just when he was a step away, Azriel sharply lifted her head to look up at him...only her eyes weren't her own anymore. The sclera were colored black, the irises yellow. As she began to bear a fanged grin, it was revealed that the jewel on her collar had turned so that the onyx point of it was pointed downward toward the heart. Unbeknownst to the bandit, it was a signal that this different being that was beginning to show through Azriel's face was taking over. He gasped in surprise and backed away a few steps.
As "Azriel" pushed herself back up to her feet, still grinning, she continued to slowly change into Oscuro. All the while, it was as if the bandit was frozen enough with fear to forget about running away. sweatdrop "My consciousness was pulled into a plane called the mindspace, where I met Chiaro for the first time. Meanwhile, Oscuro completely took over and finished him off...." She went on to describe her memories with the detail her flashbacks were showing. The second panel showed Azriel materializing on the floor, lying down. Chiaro sighed and walked up to her; once she was right by her side, Azriel stared up at her in awe. "H-hey...who are you? Wh-what's going on?!" she asked in a panic.
"Calm down. Nothing bad is happening to you. I am Chiaro, the embodiment of the light of your soul. Right now, you are in the mindspace." She extended her hand to the frightened girl in an offer to help her up.
Azriel took her hand and got up to her feet. "I-I'm not sure I understand..."
Chiaro raised an eyebrow. "Hmm. The collar you put on...you know it as the Fractured Soul, don't you? Do you know anything more of it?"
Azriel began to look bewildered. "Other than that...no..."
"Strange..." It was very rare they came across a host that was wholly unknowing of the collar's perceived purpose. "The collar has an enchantment that has used parts of your soul to give life to us. By adhering to your soul, we are able to physically manifest; as you can see, Oscuro, the embodiment of the darkness of your soul, has done so. If you must know what she is doing...just close your eyes."
After scratching her head for a second, Azriel did as she was told. Suddenly, she could see what was taking place from Oscuro's point of view. The scene in the original panel continued. The bandit seemed to have come to his senses. He dropped his daggers, let out a few frightened yells, and began to turn and run.
"Oh no you don't," said Oscuro, smirking, "My brethren, join me and rise against thy master. Shadow Treachery!"
The bandit's shadow extended ahead of him and rose from the ground, given a solid form by means of Oscuro feeding it some of her dark energy with her technique. It took the bandit tightly into its arms; the more he struggled, the more his shadow wrapped around his limbs and restrained him. It soon turned him to face Oscuro, who was merely trotting rather proudly toward him. She materialized her scythe and rested it on her shoulder first.
"You also had all the intention to violate her on the spot, didn't you, you sick b*****d?" she questioned.
The bandit's face turned red, greatly surprised that Oscuro could pinpoint his intentions. "H-how could you know that?! U-unhand me! You...you DEMON!!!"
Oscuro's smug expression abruptly changed to show that she was annoyed. "Hmph! I am not a demon! If there's anyone here even close to such in demeanor, it's you."
"What the hell do you think you're saying?!"
Oscuro leaned in closer, breathing in deeply as she took in a certain "scent" from him. "I can smell your sins. Outright murder of entire families, down to children, just so you can take their belongings to pawn off. And brutal...brutal...rape."
The bandit, at this point, was reduced to simply letting out a short gasp of fear.
"Mmmhm. Your whole life's efforts have solely been for your benefit and pleasure. Hell, you even murdered your own parents so they wouldn't be in your way. You reek of the most evil forms of greed and lust." She began to grin in a cheerful, yet eerie manner. "Thus, your soul is really unfit to continue existing. So, then...you want to know what it's really fit for?"
There was that curiosity within his fear that just compelled him to ask "Wh...what?"
Oscuro pulled back a few steps to a distance she desired, then threw her head back and cackled. "My consumption!" She began to glare into his eyes more intensely, her own glowing. Her stare instilled real paralysis in the bandit. "Remember thy sins. Remember how high thou hast placed thyself above others. Now, remember thy mortality...Memento Mori!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH~~~" The bandit cried out, as there was an intensifying pain in his chest. From where his heart was, a dark green (almost black) "smoke" arose, pooling into a fuming cloud above him.
Oscuro lifted her scythe from her shoulder, then swung it over the bandit to sever the connection of body and soul. He instantly stopped screaming, and his eyes glazed over into death. She willed his shadow to drop his body to the floor, then absorbed it into herself. Then she went over to the "cloud" that was the bandit's soul---it was floating conveniently at face level for Oscuro, so she simply drew close and sucked it in in one breath.
In the other panel, Azriel's eyes snapped open. "D-did she just do...what I think...she...did...?" O_____O;;
"Er...yes..." sweatdrop
"...In a sense, using my body to do it...?"
"Precisely. You catch on rather fast...now, this may seem absurd to you, but please allow us to ex---"
"Ooooohhhhh..." she moaned, then fainted into Chiaro's arms, from the sheer shock of the revelation.
Chiaro just sighed. "That's it, Oscuro. You've done your deed. Just get back in here already. We have to figure how to get her settled to to the idea of us when she comes to. Hopefully she isn't driven to suicidal insanity..."
"...Damn. I wanted to fly. But...point taken..." Any other time, Oscuro would've gone "screw you". But, settling into a new host was indeed a dire enough matter for her to comply with Chiaro."...I woke up as myself again, thinking it was a dream...but these wings were still there. And...I woke up seeing the bandit's dead body. To my surprise, my weapons were already in their sheathes, so I just tore outta there and fled to Lake Umacy to think. Good thing it was nightfall by then, with no one around to run into in the fields." sweatdrop After a pause of silence, Colette looked at Azriel worriedly. "Er...is something wrong, Colette?" sweatdrop "It's just...that sounded somewhat wrong... Who was Oscuro to judge whether or not that bandit should exist, even if he was bad?"  Azriel smiled softly at her. "I was concerned about that in the beginning myself. But what Oscuro told me is that...she doesn't do any judging at all. The scent of the sins in his soul and his own attitudes regarding them speak for themselves. As does all the other souls she devours. Understand?" ^_^;;Colette nodded. "Oh...I think I kinda get it now..." O.O
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 1:55 pm
"Hmmmm...."
Rhone leans back and places his hands behind his head.
Okay a few things here...first of all, Oscuro, that was incredibly bad-a**. Not gonna lie. Second...you two were male before?"
Zelos was stuck with a look of O_o"" on his face. As was Regal.
"Oscuro...ate his soul?"
"Azriel, what have you gotten yoruself into?..."
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 7:44 pm
"That sounds somewhat awkward, eating a soul."
Oro peaked his head into the room, "We've seen it happen before... though it was a non-living souls at the time." he was still soaking wet from the bath and had his hair out of normally covered his right eye, which was gray, and had an x shaped scar across it.
Schwarz head popped in as well, "We actually saw it twice bro you forgot the time when Oscuro first manifested, when we gave her the crystal." he was immediately hit square in the nose.
"I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" Oro jumped on his brother and they tumbled down the hall and down the stairs.
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 5:42 pm
"Heheheh...thank you, thank you." Oscuro proudly took a couple of stage bows at Rhone's comment, grinning.
"Ah. sweatdrop About that..." Chiaro began, "I think the correct thing to assume is that when it all burns down to it, we have no definition. When the collar is not attached to anyone, we are in our truest forms, which were those wisps of light and darkness as seen in the flashback. Once someone wears the collar, we are shaped to match their traits somewhat---as if we're filling in a mold, so to speak."
Oscuro looked down at her chest for a second and poked at one of her breasts. Then she lifted her head to look at Rhone and Chiaro again. "Eh, I still don't think that changes the fact that yes, we literally were male in the past. We had the parts, so there's no denying it. Heh heh heh!" xd
"Y-yeah, Zelos. Quite literally so. sweatdrop Well, Regal, it was like I said in the beginning...the client withheld from me any deeper details about the artifact, so I didn't know it was cursed when I put it on. I was only able to learn more about it when I let Chiaro and Oscuro explain. Ahaha, Professor...I still share your sentiments to this day."
When Oro had poked his head in the doorway, Azriel's attention (as well as Chiaro's) was briefly caught by the scar across his eye. They wondered how he had gotten such. As the wolf brothers proceeded to tumble down the stairs, Kratos, who had taken a glance at them from the corner of his eye, arched an eyebrow, thinking oddly of their antics.
There was a pause of silence until Sheena asked, "But that client...were you able to face him again?"
Azriel looked down, her brow creasing with worry. "I did...and it didn't go over well. But, I knew I couldn't just go around in broad daylight like this, so I hid out in the forest near Lake Umacy. I waited until the next night over to return to Asgard...only to find that he knew about the curse all along, and of Chiaro's power, which was what he was trying to get to. He tried to kill me to take it away...but Oscuro manifested, frightening the man. She didn't get to lay a finger on him, though. He started crying 'demon' which got the city guards coming and attacking. Not willing to hurt anyone innocent of our situation, Oscuro just fended them off until she got room to escape through the shadows." After a pause of silence, she concluded, "...And that's also why I can't ever return to Asgard. I'm pretty sure that client started the whole mess to have me hunted down."
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Posted: Fri May 07, 2010 2:57 am
Rhone tips his hat down and laughs a little.
"Well what you've told me makes some sense....but...you said you fit a mold of Azriel...yet...."
He glances over at Oscuro.
"Your features are more..."
Choose your words carefully...
"er....seductive? Than Azriel's. And Chiaro's hair doesn't really match Azriel's either....hmmm..."
Suddenly, Rhone's eyes go wide for a moment, and he acts as if a jolt just ran though his body.
"I need to get back to my body....I'm about to wake up...."
Zelos, after thinking for a few moments, decides to ask the question he believed everyone was thinking of.
"Soooo....what does a soul taste like?"
Regal listened intently to the story and shook his head slightly.
"I wasn't aware that you've gone through so much trouble...I"m sorry to hear that..."
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Posted: Fri May 07, 2010 6:56 am
Oscuro took another good look at herself and just laughed heartily. "Hahahah! Well, to put it simply, we are to be taken as 'versions'...or 'variations'...whatever you think fits."
"We could explain further, but as you said, you must take your leave."
Oscuro smirked. "Heh, it was nice chattin' with ya. You're welcome any time." Chiaro raised an eyebrow at her, which made her understand that she might want to rethink her words. >_> "...unless otherwise specified," she added.
The two of them gave Rhone a farewell wave. Then, hearing Zelos' question, Oscuro rubbed her chin in thought for a bit before relaying to Azriel what to say.
Azriel scratched her head. "That's...kinda tricky to explain. Oscuro doesn't have a taste for normal food, and she's never tried some anyway. So she can't really draw any comparisons." ;;>_> She shrugged. "In a sense, she 'uses' my body to do her deeds, but when I return to myself, I...actually don't get any aftertaste. But supposedly, the souls that are tainted with the darkest degree of sins smell and taste absolutely delectable to her. Likewise, on the other end of the spectrum, purely good souls smell so foul and bitter to her that she'd dare not have a taste." Then she turned to the Lezareno president and smiled. "Please don't feel bad about it, Regal. What's important is that I got through things fairly okay. Y'know...'what doesn't kill me makes me stronger' and all." ^_^;;
Oscuro snickered, adding jokingly, "...or has made a grievous tactical error."
Kratos had been thinking for the last few moments as well, and now he had a question of his own. "Even though one's soul may be so saturated with sin, if they have even the least bit of good left in them, is this Oscuro able to tell that?"
Colette seemed to perk up and tilt her head. "Hey...come to think of it...that sounds like something I'd like to know too."
Azriel began to seem...stunned...for some reason. She was staring at Kratos, feeling that familiar nervousness she did while meeting him for the first time on Derris-Kharlan, and she didn't know why. Perhaps it was just the feeling that the voice she remembered to be so authoritative and absolute was now directly addressing her, asking her a question...
"Um...Azriel...your face is turning red... Oh no! Are you getting a fever?" D:
Azriel jolted, looking startled. Realizing she had been silent for several seconds, she sweatdropped profusely. "Huh? What? I am? No! I'm fine! I am sorry to leave you hanging! sweatdrop Erm...t-to answer your question...L-Lord Kratos...um...yes! Oscuro calls it 'the scent of genuine remorse'. If a person truly feels sorry for the wrongs they've done to others and desires to make up for it, that's the bit of good she can smell, which tells her to leave their soul be so that they can have a shot at their second chance. Th-that clear?" sweatdrop
Kratos sighed, his palm meeting his face and taking up half of it. "Yes, that was explained well enough. And...no need to address me as 'Lord'. You are not really one of my subordinates."
"O-okay...if you say...so..." sweatdrop Suddenly, she had a look of realization. "On a side note, I've got the feeling back in my legs." :D She slipped her legs over the edge of the bed and kicked them a little to show. Looking around at everyone a little more, she made another look of realization. "Hey...I just noticed...Cain? What happened to Cinkel?"
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Posted: Fri May 07, 2010 11:41 am
Rhone grins as he walks over to the side of the mindspace. Once there, a black and red door appears, which he opens before turning around to face Chiaro and Oscuro.
"It was nice talking to you as well. Next time I have another near-death experience, or hell if I'm just asleep, I'll stop by. See you guys later." ^_^
He waves goodbye as he walks through the door and it closes behind him.
~~~
In the real world, Rhone's body twitches slightly and his eyes open as he slowly sits up.
"Uuuugh....."
He slowly shakes his head and looks around.
"I forgot going back into my body allowed me to feel pain...."
He glances over at Azriel and grins.
"I see you're feeling better. I'm glad the mana transfusion worked."
Zelos gets off of his chair and approaches Rhone.
"Heh. He lives!" XD
"Hmm? Yeah....sort of. I'll let you know in a few minutes when the room stops moving around." ^_^"
Regal notices Rhone sitting up and grins...until he hears Azriel's question.
"....well, for a second I thought everyone was with us..."
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Posted: Fri May 07, 2010 1:32 pm
Cain rubbed the back of his head, "Cinkel is still down stairs." He then looked as if he just realized something, "Don't get him wrong. He cares for you. All of you. He might just be waiting for things to calm down a bit. If I'm correct, I don't think he knows the situation." >.> The elf rubbed the back of his head, "Or...... he could be planning up a storm...... Who really knows.... with Cinkel? Well,....at any rate, he's down stairs." <.<
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Posted: Sat May 08, 2010 1:35 am
Azriel smiled back at Rhone warmly. "Yeah, thanks a lot for that, again." Then, looking at Cain, she blinked in confusion, wondering why he was kind of...shifty. "Well...okay...but is something the matter? You seem kinda nervous." O.o
She tried to stand up on her own two feet, a little wobbly at first, but making it. However, Colette let out a startled gasp as she got a good look at her, and covered her mouth.
"...Whoa. Before you do anything else, Azriel, you kinda need some cleaning up," Sheena commented.
"Huh?" She looked down at herself, finding that her clothes still had bloodstains on them from where her wounds were. "Oh dear. You're right. I have extras of what I wear under this coat, but the coat itself...is one-of-a-kind. Aw, what can I do to get this all fixed up...?" sweatdrop
"Hey, it's just about nightfall. Don't forget, we've got to see Oro and Schwarz about the Gray Matter technique!" Oscuro piped up excitedly.
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Posted: Sat May 08, 2010 6:50 am
Cain's ears perked up when Azriel asked her question, "Heh, everything is fine. Cinkel might be just going through one of his emotional roller coaster rides." His cocky smile then spread across his face, "If he's up to it, Cinkel very skilled with clothing and their repairs. As a matter of fact, he made the clothes I'm wearing now."
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Posted: Tue May 11, 2010 2:57 pm
Schwarz went sailing into the room where Cinkel was and slammed into the wall, "Cinkel help! Rabid Wolf!"
"Who Is!" Oro ran into the room and put his twin into a sleeper hold.
"Gak... Can't bearth,"
"Ok! then how about this," Oro took Schwarz's arm and twisted it, "Let's hear a pop!"
Schwarz howled the top of his lungs,"Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow! Uncle! Uncle!"
~
Up in the spare room Raine heard Schwarz, sighed and looked towards the door, "... They act like kids..."
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Posted: Thu May 13, 2010 1:43 am
((Yay, I had brain fart on this end for a quite a while too! >.<;; ))
"I'll say..." Kratos muttered under his breath in agreement with Raine.
Azriel gave Cain a look of awe. "Wow, really? That's impressive! O.O Eheheh...I...kinda hope he is up to it because I wouldn't say I'm all that good at sewing. lol I just...have to get all the blood cleaned out of this first...and everything else... sweatdrop S-say...um, Zelos? Do you have a laundry room or something like that here?"
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Posted: Thu May 13, 2010 6:31 am
Cinkel laughed slightly, "What did Schwarz do this time, Oro?"
((Yeah, over here, I just kinda don't know anymore. XP ))
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Posted: Thu May 13, 2010 4:32 pm
Zelos glances at Azriel when she asks her question.
"Yeah, I've got one. I'll lead you there." ^_^
Rhone slowly stands up, shakily at first, but he soon regains his balance.
"I apologize, Azriel....for the damage to your clothes...That was...my bad." ^_^"
Regal approaches Azriel and holds his arm out for her.
"I'll help you up if you'd like."
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Posted: Thu May 13, 2010 11:45 pm
Azriel got her pack from the side of her bed. "Oh, Rhone. You don't have to apologize over a silly little thing like that. sweatdrop Clothes can be easily replaced or repaired." Turning to Regal, she answered, "I'll be fine, thanks. ^_^;; Can't be too dependent or I'll take too long a while to get the strength back in my legs." She then looked to Zelos and nodded. "Please, lead the way." ^_^
((Yeah, Zelos can go on first. This post is kind of a set-up for the next action... mrgreen ))
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