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 Posted: Fri Aug 12, 2016 5:40 am
*Throws journal into the trash where it belongs*
Whatever I do, I shall do better than before. She let out a deep sigh, taking the phone and placing the battery back inside and phone and trying to shove the cover back on. Well, she tried but she kind of broke the piece that forced the back onto it. Nnngh, she'd just hold it there.
Thankfully the phone would turn back on. Her eyes scanning it as the loading screen greeted her, before finally dumping her on the home menu. No messages... eh it hadn't been too long.
It felt like it though.
She began to type and click on the number pad, sending a message to Mara so that she might hopefully be able to help her out.
'/Is there anyone that can take me back to SIU?/'
Well, she sent it out and for now, she'd sit and wait for a response. Or start heading out and away tomorrow morning. She'd get out of this town and made her back to SIU somehow. And tell Alice her possibly worst idea ever.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2022 3:14 am
*Hahaha, been awhile.*
A dream that lasted five years.
With the Elder Quest finished. Can life return to normal? I'm surprised I still held onto this thing. I'm currently heading to a new home with Alice. Its been an eternity since we've first met and I still feel like I'm in a dream. But this is more real than anything has been in the longest time.
Trying to explain what happened is... hard. Last I remembered I was sending Mara a message to get back with SIU. But I didn't get a response back. Instead of all things I was sent on my Elder Quest. And that's where things went extremely wrong. It didn't take long before I found myself falling into a dream.
For the longest time, I had been suffering from nightmares. And to be frank I don't think that has changed for me. Memories of violence and sorrow would often play back for me and I would always be powerless. The first few times I was left to the whims of the dream, I would panic and freak out and find myself ending my demise. It was awhile before I realize the nightmares were events I had been through. And if I played my role in then, like I had when they actually happened, I would be able to rest easy for many more nights.
But this was different. This wasn't a nightmare but something entirely new. And I got to see Alice there for the first time in forever. It was nice and sweet and I didn't want to let her go.
So I stayed.
In hindsight, the whole thing was extremely foolish of me. I eventually figured out that she was in fact not the Alice I knew. And in my anger of wanting to return home I stormed a castle and slaughtered every person who stood up to me. And then last person I can across was the queen, and she was truly Alice. Or at least as real as she could be in that dream.
I broke down and struck up a bargain and I returned to this world. Free from the dream but on a beach I couldn't recognize. And for worse when I finally had a chance to clean up I could see that time had passed even for me. My hair is too long, my clothes were ruined, and I was in desperate need of getting refreshed.
But now, I'm here with Alice. We decided upon going back to the Sancturary. I hate to be selfish like this but... I'm in no condition to try to do anything. My trauma still exists, and I don't think the nightmares will stop. Really, for everything they say an Elder Quest was, nothing seems to have changed.
Except for the necklace I have. I should ask Alice about it but it keeps slipping my mind. I'm happy now. And I can't wait to be home.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2022 3:41 am
Nightmares Redux
Like clockwork they came back. With vengence. My first night with Alice I had another nightmare. It was that time when I discovered I had the ability to teleport. Back when Obsidian took over Rasiel's body and was fully intent on trying to kill us. I did what I always did in that dream though. I hid with her, I panicked as everything seemed to close on us. And then something deep inside me awakened.
It was the phenomena my mother would tell me about. When I could break my own limits and achieve a power that was normally outside of what I could do at the cost of my own stamina. But it being a dream this felt different. Like this ability was always within me and dormant. For once I was able to change the outcome of the nightmare. I was able to fight back like the adult I was.
I had summoned my sword and cut own Obsidian before me and then I met 'her'.
She had been standing behind Rasiel and she looked amused by my action. Commenting on how I was getting stronger and that it was a shame she wasn't able to get to me sooner. She had taken on my childhood appearance. Her clothes and skin devoid of all color. And she introduced herself as Trisitia.
She told me she was my sorrow made real. That her only goal in her unlife was to make sure this emotion could spread as far as she could. Its the only reason why she would leave me alone after every nightmare. I would play my part, she would get her fill, and the cycle would repeat down the line.
Being isolated made everything all the easier for her.
But getting stuck in that dream threw a wrench into what she had planned. Five years of starvation, unable to invade the dream realm I was trapped in thanks to Gaia's influence.
I tried to cut her down as soon as I could but she was still too strong for me to handle. My blade was shattered and she could only laugh as I threw everything at her to try to make her go away. When I woke up I was drenched in sweat and breathing hard and I'm surprised I hadn't woken up Alice.
I kept that nightmare to myself. I wanted to tell Alice but it wasn't even two days before she disappeared. And when I found out I wanted to scream! I wanted to disappear and never deal with anything ever again.
I didn't want to dream and meet her again. Not alone. I ran towards someone who could try to help me calm down. I talked to the elders to see if they knew were Alice was. I didn't want to tell them about her, I didn't know what they would do about it. I've seen first hand what they're capable of and I didn't want to find myself locked away for everyone's safety.
Plus she was just limited to the dream, she wasn't real. She was just my problem. All I have to do is wait a month and Alice will be back. And then I can talk to her and she can help me sort out this mess.
I just hope I can keep everything at bay for now. I feel something awakening inside me but I'm not sure what it is. Nova spoke up about new powers manifesting and mutations but... its been awhile. I still don't feel different.
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2022 4:58 am
(OOC Posting) An Overhaul
New Decade, New Syth. I guess some updates are in order: I'm considering Syth an elder after the roleplay (Discord Link) The Sunflower Garden is completed. Her newest powers focus on dreams, being able to manipulate them, and eventually bring them to life! The latter bit something I think is worth of being Elder tier.
Here's a model of the clothes I'd imagine her wearing. >>HERE<< Do mind its using my FFXIV player character to model it. She should still look similiar to her adjust stage, though her horn might be a little more prominent. Do mind the colors around the head trying to mix and match body piece colors is a PAAAAAIN.
That's all I can think of for now!
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2022 8:03 am
Notes on Trisitia
A collection of papers and (admittedly) terrible drawings. Trisitia
Name: Trisitia
Nickname(s): Tris
Gender: Female
Pronouns: She/Her/They/Them
Stage: N/A
Race: Malice
Item: Tortured Soul
Birthday: N/A
Height: 4'6"
Sexual Orientation: Hasn't shown any hints of wanting one. Is more interested in sustaining herself.
Post Color: Violet
Motivations: Feasts on the sorrows of others by having them experience nightmares. A good feast where someone gives in completely to the nightmare will sustain her for a month. The sorrow she feasts on is converted into energy to both sustain herself and build up to something else.
Background: The soul of an (assumed) woman who gave into her own despair. I (Syth) haven't been able to glean more information about her. She has refused to speak about it and usually (And successfully I might add) turned the conversation about me and my own failures.
Assumed powers:
>>>>Nightmare Magic: Able to manipulate the dreams of others and turn them into nightmares. Usually borrowing on the experiences of the target. Tris would usually make me relive traumatic moments of my life to fuel herself.
>>>>Fear Inducement: Able to make others recall their fears or see them. Tris would usually try to instigate a reaction from me. Whenever something would remind me of a traumatic moment she would use that to try to get response from me and attempt to get me to spiral. For example if I saw a child and was reminded about my own children, she'd use that as an opening to make me recall how I abandoned them.
Appearance:
Pictures generated using DALL·E mini an AI model that generates images from prompts.
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2022 8:27 pm
Adoption
Maybe this time I'll do it right. Quote: Well hopefully Alice won't be mad but uh, I'm "adopting" a child. I mean I haven't done anything official I mean that's a huge step that I don't want to take but uh. I'm lonely, she's lonely, and it turns out she still can't really control when she's a wolf and it turns out she'd glad I can read her mind.
For now I'm going to set up her room and let her stay when she wants. Which I'll guess is going to be all the time. I'll make sure her room's set up right. I have no plans of disappearing on her, I think I'm ready this time.
"Alright, lets try this," She pumped herself up, focusing on an image inside her head. A queen sized bed that hung low, with bright yellow sheets and a blanket with a large sunflower print and matching pillows. Once she had the image focused in her head she channeled her magic into the room. Bringing the concept of the bed she had in her head into reality. Neatly set in place and like it had always belonged there. Though she was breaking a bit of a sweat. Maybe doing the whole room this way wasn't the brightest idea. A little late for that but she pressed on she wasn't going to do that much more.
A desk and office chair were next so she's have a place to write on. No fancy designs just a matching decor color to fit in everything. The window would also be a problem, remembering the girl turned into a wolf because of the sun. Deciding it would be good to grab some tape and a roll of aluminum foil from the kitchen. Taping it all against the window and blocking any and all sunlight from getting inside. At least this way the girl could try to stay human while she slept.
A few more touches with that small break. A nightstand that matched the wood color of the bed. A sunflower shaped carpet in the middle. And with that the basics were done. She closed the door to Mirri's room and stared at it for a moment. Maybe one last thing was in order. She focused on the concept of the sunflower Silas had painted. Doing her best to made an exactly replica of it to put on Mirri's door. Even if she'd noticed a thing or two off hopefully she'd think of it as her own touches. Silas was definitely an artist...
And then she thought about him. P-perhaps she should reach out. She sat down to try to write a letter. S-she didn't want to just drop in on him. Maybe he hated her! She would!Quote: Dear Silas,
Its your mother, I hope you decided to read this. I-I'm here in Sanctuary now and I met a friend of yours Mirri. She told me all about you and the sunflower she painted and how much she loved it.
I'd like a chance to catch up with you. I'd understand if you didn't want to see my face after I left you alone for so long. I'm usually at my house here. Mirri stays there since the sun causes her to turn into a wolf.
I hope I see you. And if I don't just know I still love you. And I'm sorry I did what I did.
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Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2022 8:33 am
Hot Chocolate
Long thoughts while waiting for the water to boil. The moment she had gotten inside the house, Syth's smile would drop. She was still visibly upset with herself for failing Mirri. The goal of the training session was to get a gauge of Mirri's powers, see where she could improve, and give her a little bit of home.
Instead the actual training lasted for maybe ten minutes before she got eager and forced the girl to use her Malice's power. And they were both wrecks because of it. She grumbled as she filled a pot with water, setting on the stove to boil. Sure, there were faster ways but she needed the extra time to sort through her thoughts.
Better yet, doom scrolling on her phone sounded like a better use of her time. Opening the messages on it and staring at her contact with Alice. She had sent her other half a message every day. Some were more pissed off than others, but they all made mention of how much she missed her. Not a single one mentioned Mirri, she wasn't sure how in the world she was going to break that story.
'By the way you know how we didn't raise 4 kids? Well we now have a fifth!' There was no way in any hell Alice would appreciate that. If Alice was anything like Syth, she'd prefer to be broken, bloody, and locked up in a cell with one or both wings broken before they'd have another kid. She didn't feel this way because of kids but they were still people with feelings that needed to be nurtured and they had very obviously failed that.
Still it wasn't like she brought Mirri into this world. The girl had come from a home that, like herself, didn't know what they were getting into. She already had an idea of what the girl's home life was like from the nightmare she had just had. At the very least she could say she was never abusive. The medal for worst family would never made its way into the Broken home. God she hated that last name at times it was too accurate.
She moved from the messages app to look at something else, the news. A breaking report about an electrical surge in the city of Banor. A quick skim of it would show a house that would have been burned down. Opinions that had an anti meta slant, and on top of everything else, an exclusive picture showing three figures she hardly recognized. A black haired winged girl being held up by an Elf, both who looked like they had been through a special kind of hell.
And a third adult. With purple hair and bright eyes. The picture made her stop for a moment before her eyes glanced at the caption. "The suspects fled via teleportation. Their whereabouts unknown."
Lucian? Alice said he was in the Renegades along with a majority of their kids. If Mirri wasn't out in the backyard she would have started making her way there. Then again if it wasn't for Mirri she'd be having another meltdown just remembering one of her kids existed. Well, at least he was alive and safe. She was happy to have seen that much!
She moved back to the message app, planning to send a happier message to Alice.
Quote: Still missing you. Can't wait until you come back home. I have someone staying at our house, her name is Mirri! She can turn into a wolf like you can, but only during the day with the sun out. She's been helping me work through some emotions and hopefully she can take me to see Silas. They're friends apparently! Still counting the days until the next full moon.
The water had been boiling for quite awhile by now. Taking a deep breath as she got to work, making the cup of coffee for herself along with a cup of hot chocolate. Making sure to add a quick spray of whipped cream and some chocolate powder on top to make it that much more special. A part of her wished she could do everything over with her children. Be the parent she should've been.
At the very least, she could give Mirri the childhood she deserved.
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