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 Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 8:41 am
*** was being self-destructive, and a small, small part of her knew it. She had hid away in her room, wallowing in self-pity and sadness; she didn't know how to deal with her emotions in any other way. Who could she go to? It's not that she didn't trust her friends, but... Some things were meant to be private, right? There's no reason for her to go announce her emotions to someone else... No need to get anyone else involved in her silliness-
There was a knock on her door.
[Destructive incident 1/2]
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 8:45 am
"Did you do this?" her mother gasped from the doorway of the kitchen. **** only stood by the table, proudly beaming at her mother. She had commented their old dish set had started to crack and was becoming unsafe to use. One cup and two plates had already been broken and tossed out. An incident at the playground had given her the inspiration to remedy the problem. It had taken all night and a lot of sand. They weren't perfect, but **** had successfully created three sets of glass plates and cups using her flames.
"Do... do you like them?" **** asked, her smile faltering the longer her mother stood in the doorway staring. The uncertainty in her voice had the effect of breaking her mother out of shock. "Of course I like them, I love them! I had no idea you were this talented!" Her mother cried joyously, throwing her arms around the ghoul for a tight hug. **** returned the hug with a smile that could light up the night.
[Major blessing memory 4/5]
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 8:45 am
"Welcome to Amityville High! Here you will enjoy learning many different things and gaining various experiences." The man walked forward, speaking about the Highschool's past achievements. **** looked around slowly, then down at his hands. He wasn't used to this form, so it was strange to walk around in.
He tried paying attention to the man, but he was too busy looking at his fingers and clenching/unclenching them.
"Ahem." His head jerked up and he stared at the man. "I asked you if you knew what you were going to study in. " The man crossed his arms and frowned at him.
"... Am knowing not. Am thinking..."
"Well. This is your start. Take advantage of the schools classes and learn as much as you can. "
*** Nods his head slowly and tries to pay more attention. His eyes glanced over the large dorm school they were now in front of with awe.
[Greater Blessing of the Chosen]
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 8:46 am
*** kept urging him to change. It wasn't intentional, it wasn't explicit, but it was there, and she never knew that he felt that way until it was too late. She never knew that her thoughtless comments were destroying their relationship, pushing them further apart. She never knew how much she was punishing him for being him.
It's too late though. It's too late.
[Destructive incident 2/2]
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 8:51 am
"And the winner is... *****!" Hissing occurred loudly. It was basically the same as clapping for Quetzalcoatl. Feathers ruffled loudly as they surrounded **** They cheered loudly for him. They wrapped around him, circling as they express their congratulations for him.
It was the semi annual race for all Quetzalcoatl. It was his first race, and he was in first place during the entire thing. He is one of the youngest, yet he's the fastest around.
This was the first time he ever felt good about himself.
It didn't matter what he looked like, he was the fastest there is.
[Proud Incident]
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 8:53 am
**** was nervous. There was no denying that. She'd messed up, and now she had to face what was coming to her. She'd accidentally broken her friend's favorite toy and now the boil was coming back up the stairs, unknowing of what had transpired in his absence. Unknowing that his favorite toy train now lay on the ground, burnt to a crisp.
Hearing him reach the top step, **** took a deep breath to calm herself. The steps stopped at the door. It slowly swung open. "****, I'm back with the-"
"I'm sorry!"
[Major blessing memory 5/5]
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 8:54 am
*** took the case, her fingers slipping over the pebbled leather surface as she gave welcome to an old friend. The flute had been left behind twice now - back when she'd agreed to come to the island, and then again when she'd nearly lost her mind to the madness that had consumed her after learning the truth of her past.
"When I first came here, to the island," she shifted on the bed so that Wash could sit next to her if he chose to, "I didn't bring this with me. I'd.. it was something that I turned to if I felt overwhelmed, back home. I thought that coming here, you know.. fresh start, new life. I found myself a mess without the music." *** cleared the emotion from her throat.
"The doctor had someone return home, back to France, to retrieve it for me."
She pressed the latch on the case, exhaling softly.
"It was always a crutch, but it helped. And then after the box, after the pictures. After the truth, I just." *** pressed her lips together and shook her head.
"I think I lost my way after all of it. Does that make sense?"
[main]
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 8:55 am
She bit her lip. *** knew she would crumble, shatter into a million pieces if she saw that look of hurt etched on his features again. The only time anything made any sense was when she was with Wash - and things were thrown into a beautiful chaos when with Rep.
*** was a selfish woman.
"Things were fine - I was in control, I know the rules, just like he does." The words sounded crazy as they fell from her lips, even to her. "I wasn't expecting him to have another visitor - and things very nearly spun out of control. Harrison."
Her shoulders fell. Her eyes dropped.
"I need.." No, not need. Need was a word filled with weakness. ***'s brow wrinkled - she needed Wash. Needed his softness, his gentleness, him. She wanted Rep. Wanted that sick and twisted intimacy that he could give her.
"We.. understand each other. It's just this vicious cycle, and I know it. But.. it helps."
She shook her head slightly before lifting her eyes to search his.
"I can't lose you."
[main]
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 8:56 am
This was his room, and he enjoyed the privacy.. however it was completely dirty. No bed, because he didn't need one. And mice running about ( Usually they are his dinner).
He stops her from walking inside. "I will be quick, you do not need to come in." Millie stood outside and waited for him patiently...
*** grabs the glowing mushrooms off of a solemn desk and holds them out for her to hold. Although one of them he pops into his mouth to chew on, getting his agitations out on the succulent snack. "Let us head back now, shall we? "
[Blessing of the Great.]
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 8:57 am
*** was so frustrated and angry at him.
How dare Roch imply and assume that she wasn't paying attention to Mot's feelings... He's her best friend! Her big brother! The fact that he was willing to travel all the way down to where she lived to spend a day with her was normal, right? Besides, Mot was the definition of a nice guy... He would go to incredible lengths for his friends, she was sure of that much.
She wanted him to stop talking. Stop trying to make her feel bad, only to turn around and refuse to tell her why he was making all these accusations. Just stop making assumptions.
[Defensive incident 1/3]
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 9:03 am
"You were never that fast. We only wanted to make you feel better since you were always crying about how ugly you were. " They laughed loudly.
*** Was surrounded. Three other quetzalcoatl. One was a bright green with blue and red accents. Another was a Bright red with black and yellow accents. The last was the largest and most colorful. He was made of rainbows.
"Everyone is faster than you. They're stronger too. " He snorted at *** and pulled close. "You will never be the same as us.
*** Quivered and pulled back. he was utterfly terrified.. Up until the rainbow Quetzalcoatl said that. At which point he hisses loudly and pounces forward. His teeth sinking into him and tearing at his wings. He draws blood-- and then attacks the other two with loud hissing involved.
[Destructive Incident.]
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 9:08 am
It was about time for him to leave for the school. His parents aren't there. His friends are gone. And he is completely alone.
Everything around him was destroyed. He had a fit of aggression and tore into everything with his teeth.
This is why they were kicking him out. This is why he was no longer allowed to be near anyone. Not unless he got his anger into control.
That wasn't happening now, as he hissed angrily and ripped at a tree...
[Blessing of the Strong]
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 9:16 am
Oh no. No.
Why would Mac say that to her? Why was he pushing her away? He wanted to break up, but... Why? He asked for her opinion, but her mind was filled with nothing but panic, and she couldn't give him a decent reply; instead, she returned the question back to him. No no no no no! She thought that they were doing well! That while their relationship hadn't been smooth sailing, nothing happened that would warrant a break-up. She refused, and refused, and-
Then he told her that it was all a game. That he wasn't serious. To her, it meant that... He never loved her.
She had ran out of things to say. Even if she loved him, what's the use if he didn't love her back?
[Defensive incident 2/3]
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 9:17 am
**** raised her staff and screwed up her face in concentration. Small flames, that was all she needed. Any bigger and it would burn the store and its contents.
Her staff glowed a bright orange as tiny flames shot out, lighting up the area in and around the stall. Slowly opening her eyes, **** grinned at the sight of the bright flames hovering in the air above all the shelves and counters.
Now the shopkeeper could continue to do business tonightt despite the lights being out in their store. It also had the effect of creating a spooky atmosphere that was sure to please more than a few boils and ghouls. From the look on the shopkeeper's face, he agreed.
[Creative incident]
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 9:20 am
"Can you help me? " His mouth crunched down on his arm, nibbling it with aggravation. ***'s other arm was broken from falling from a tree. And that didn't help his agitation. As well as his lack of sleep.
"Well, I am a baku.. I can try and go into your dream!" Xiu Ying says. Watching as he does this.
This was one of his only chances to stop from the reoccuring nightmares. Watching Sinclair die in front of him over and over again pained him.
"Please.. help me..."
[Blessing of the Gifted.]
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