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 Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 12:40 pm
Lack of Words/Finding My Home
journal entry/solo RP
Espeon.
That's what I am. A psychic type.
I feel the world around me in a way some may not. The air currents. They tell me stories, and warn me of rain. The auras that surround every living thing changes my vision into a haze of colors and hues, shadowy shapes and bursts of light. It all depends on the creature I look at.
Perhaps this makes me seem strange...
But I am strange.
For one, I cannot speak. Do you know how frustrating that is? When I meet others, I fear they will look down upon me... shun me for my lack of words. I have yet to let it really hit my heart, but I still fear it.
Another... I am as shy as they come. I realize this. Yet I cannot get past it. When around others, I feel that cold wash of anxiety settle across my heart and I cannot bear to be around them.
I run.
Fear is such an unbearable feeling, weakness, instability... It's something I wish I could break.
At least, in one of my terror-stricken runs, they proved to be a little worthwhile. I stumbled upon a lovely meadow. It was surrounded by thick trees that shielded it from prying eyes. The grasses were sweet-smelling, and the flowers plentiful and wondrous on the eyes. A den placed close to a large rock created a perfect hideaway for me if anyone happened upon my home.
The sunlight from above warmed the meadow each day, and I was always happy to find myself upon the rock, sucking in the solar rays.
This is where I will spend my days, in solitude or in company.
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2013 3:47 pm
A Dizzy Color Scheme/Star Finding
journal entry
Strange. Today just feels so off, like something is going to happen, but what could it be? I almost feel afraid, my heart was beating like a drum within my chest. I shuddered to think what could it mean?
I felt shivers cross my fur, like an icy chill. Perhaps I was just being too worried. At times I felt like this, all I would want to do is hide in my flower-covered den and wait for tomorrow to come.
But not today. I wanted to find out what was causing all my mind's alerts to sound like some military siren, making my head pound. It was irritating. All I wanted to do was get rid of the noise. I knew it was there for a reason, but what could it be?
I wandered through the flower-choked grass, the vibrant colors setting a rainbow before me in a dizzying combination. I was confused by sight and smells, baffled by light and shadow. This was my home, yet at the moment it almost felt like an alien landscape. Jumping upward onto the large rock that took up the center of the meadow, I allowed myself a moment to breathe. This was not a normal sensation when I would travel through the grasses. It was not at all enjoyable.
But despite this fact, my eyes roved the area, looking for something amiss. There. I could almost pinpoint it now. A small patch of crushed grass and flower, and something strange-shaped lying at the heart of it.
Taking a breath, I dove back into the grasses, the blades ticking my ears and nose. Augh! Must not sneeze! I sped up my movements, making a beeline toward where I saw the shape.
As I got closer to the object, I could finally make out it's shape. A star. Could perhaps these be like the ones Pokemon would wish upon? Could my wish come true?
I picked up the star, feeling it's strange buzzing energy. It tickled my mouth.
Now here it sits in front of me.
I hope it hears my deepest wish. Please make me stronger!
Oh, my head hurts... I think I may go lay down in the sun for a while...
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