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 Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2017 6:05 am
Rep was a very paranoid person. This had always been the case, even long before anything legacy related had been involved in his life. Since those events though his paranoia had ramped up even higher and he knew that he had something powerful and important in his room.
He stood up, moving through the dark room to the chest.
It was then that he noticed that he wasn't alone. One of those ******** KIDS was in here with him. He narrowed his eyes. "What the ******** do you want and HOW the ******** did you get in here? Answer me ******** QUICK or I'll turn you into a SMEAR."
It was only then that he recognised the other guy, through the youthful features and changes.
"JORDAN?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2017 6:12 am
Jordan held still, trusting in silence and darkness to conceal him. If someone turned a light on, he'd be discovered, but usually if someone woke up in the middle of the night and didn't hear anything weird, they'd go back to sleep. No such luck. He could hear and dimly see the guy stand up and head straight for the chest that the green child wanted him to go for. Next there'd be a light, and -- -- it was dark, but he'd still been spotted. He flinched when the guy snarled at him, voice heavy with threat, and then froze again as he was somehow recognized, his eyes widening. "I'm asleep. I'm dreaming," he said, with just a thread of uncertainty in his tone, and said nothing about the green child.
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Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2017 12:53 pm
The child-teen suddenly grew a little stiller, though their shadow of just branches still stuck out from by the couch.
"Tell him to give back my mask," it urged, and Jordan began to feel an overwhelming sense of urgency, like knowing something was important and needing to do it without knowing why, "TELL HIM TO NOW."
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Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2017 2:06 pm
"You aren't ******** SLEEPING." Rep roared, all the more aggressive for being surprised. "You are just ******** IN MY ROOM. You are in my room and ******** in deep s**t you little ******** the hell do you think you are doing? There's dangerous s**t in here."
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Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2017 2:16 pm
If this was a dream, it was rapidly turning into a nightmare, and if he was awake, he was indeed in deep s**t. Jordan backed slowly toward where he remembered the door being, keeping his eyes on Rep like a small animal watching a predator crouching to leap. We're not here, whispered the voice. We're not here.The urgency of the green child's command bubbled up in his chest, caught hold of his tongue. No! He didn't want to say it, because he was pretty sure this guy was going to kill him for intruding, for looking for the mask, but the need to speak overpowered the need to stay quiet, and he blurted desperately, "It wants the mask back!"
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2017 2:35 am
"You want the mask back," the green whispered as Jordan confessed to his being there. "I'm not here, I can't be seen. You serve me." Prolixity Feel free to rp a bit with each other - I'll pop in when I see an opening! Baneful Feel free to rp a bit with each other - I'll pop in when I see an opening!
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2017 8:41 am
Rep narrowed his eyes at Jordan as he blurted out the reason for him being there.
"It'." he said slowly and levelly, moving from glaring at Jordan to glaring at nothing, raising his voice. "You little green ******** you are going to get ******** permanently grounded if you don't get the ******** out of my goddamn room. You aren't getting the mask. It's MINE."
He looked back to Jordan with a hint of betrayal. "So you are helping it too?" he asked. "Why should I even be surprised?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2017 3:22 pm
A tumult of conflicting thoughts rolled inside Jordan's mind. He wanted the mask, he didn't want the mask, it was the green child, he couldn't speak of the green child, it was him who wanted the mask, but the green child was hiding, shoving Jordan into this confrontation he hadn't wanted and hadn't known was coming, it wasn't fair and he hadn't said the green child was here so he hadn't done anything wrong and he'd said he would help but he hadn't said anything about serving, that grated on his sense of fairness like changing the rules in the middle of a game, but this was more than a game, this was absolutely serious.
He backed away another step, trying to keep the fear out of his eyes and voice and failing. "If someone needs help shouldn't I help?" he asked, hearing it come out sulky and not caring.
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2017 1:12 pm
As Jordan talked, he could see the green from behind the locked chest, where the child kept on whispering about the mask.
"It's mine," the child-teen kept on whispering while Jordan tried to talk. "It's mine it's mine itsmineitsMINE."
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2017 5:44 am
"That's no a someONE it's a someTHING and if it gets what it wants, everyone you know on this island will ******** suffer. So think about that. It's a greedy kid who has been grounded and for a ******** reason."
He shook his head. "It's using you man. Don't let it ******** do it."
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2017 6:24 am
The green child was whispering, making it hard for Jordan to listen. He wanted to clap his hands over his ears, but he thought that might not do much good, and if he did he was certain that the guy in front of him would think that the gesture was for him, and that also seemed like a bad idea.
He shook his head a little, and asked quickly, "What did it do?" and then shut his mouth again, afraid that the whispering was going to start coming out of him. His eyes slid briefly and involuntarily to the flash of green behind the chest. He couldn't get to the mask, and now he wasn't sure he wanted to.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2017 12:01 am
"He's the bad man!" It was just all voice now and shadows that were impossible to miss lashing out from the shape of a sofa, and a strange nostalgic overcame Jordan, as if this had happened once before. For a second though, there was a moment of clarity of how wrong this thing cajoling Jordan was.
And then its voice-
- "Hurt him, Jordan. Hurt him really bad."
Perhaps Jordan didn't even realize his own eyes were green as he uncontrollably felt the urge to attack Rep. Prolixity Jordan has green eyes virus. It's basically an uncontrollable need to consume anything around it: or in this case, hurt Rep.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2017 12:58 pm
"It turns people in to bad s**t, it chews them up and spits them out as something else. It is mad, so ******** mad and getting madder." Rep said, moving closer to the chest, set to guard it if he had to, from Jordan or from anyone, for their own sakes.
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prolixity rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 3
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2017 4:32 pm
He heard what Rep said, but it came from a great distance, words echoing down a green tunnel, through a green filter (familiar? familiar and wrong, so wrong but he couldn't fight it and he succumbed easily, too easily). Jordan made a brief sound of distress that turned to a growl as his eyes went from clear bright blue to clear bright green.
He lunged at Rep, entirely out of control of himself, trying to hit him with a clearly unpracticed fist. He had never fought anyone, and it was, perhaps, a good thing that neither he nor Ferros had any idea that he could summon a weapon.
Dmg: 1
HP: 30
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Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2017 2:52 pm
As Jordan did, the chest began to rattle, as if someone was trying very hard to pull on it, and the shadow of a long vine extending from the couch shadow could be seen, wrapping around and around the chest as if trying to break it open.
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