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The Emergence
Guild RP - The Stage pages 2-4
The Emergence
Guild RP - The Stage pages 2-4
Xannyia
Nicolai was staring at the group as they entered, and he switched the mask he was holding into his other hand. Taking his sweet time, he pushed away from the wall and held it out toward Selior, "I...I think this may be one." He pointed out and kept it held out toward Selior expectantly, not quite sure what to do with it himself.
Arisia had continued her little headbanging dance, which got even more violent a few seconds before coming to a stop. She opened her eyes and turned her head toward the door. Seeing everyone else, she ripped the earphones that must have been deafening, considering everyone else could hear the music, from her ears and jumped to her feet. Rapidly typing something into her laptop, the music stopped and she gave everyone a wide smile, "Hi! Another one?"
Arisia had continued her little headbanging dance, which got even more violent a few seconds before coming to a stop. She opened her eyes and turned her head toward the door. Seeing everyone else, she ripped the earphones that must have been deafening, considering everyone else could hear the music, from her ears and jumped to her feet. Rapidly typing something into her laptop, the music stopped and she gave everyone a wide smile, "Hi! Another one?"
Mechanical Bird
Selior blinked a few times at Rent, that bemused look on his face returning. "Alright.. Muse, go grab one of the ones you found before." He shook his head, "Make sure it's an unruly one for our friend here, hm?" He said with a snort while turning. Without so much as a goodbye , he began walking away and made his way over to Nicolai.
Poor Rent, Muse thought. She went to pat the boy on the back and then usher him over to the locked door. Said locked door being somewhat hidden behind the stage, the old readyroom actors changed in and stayed in while waiting for their scenes.
Selior examined the mask he now had. It was green, with a single red feather poking out of it. "I doubt it.. Most of the prettier masks don' have a thing in em. Seems like only the dark and brooding masks get to 'come alive.'" He muttered. "Guess there's only one way to really find out, though.." He continued, waltzing over onto the stage and approaching the pedestal.
Poor Rent, Muse thought. She went to pat the boy on the back and then usher him over to the locked door. Said locked door being somewhat hidden behind the stage, the old readyroom actors changed in and stayed in while waiting for their scenes.
Selior examined the mask he now had. It was green, with a single red feather poking out of it. "I doubt it.. Most of the prettier masks don' have a thing in em. Seems like only the dark and brooding masks get to 'come alive.'" He muttered. "Guess there's only one way to really find out, though.." He continued, waltzing over onto the stage and approaching the pedestal.
ThisSpaceForRent
Rent nodded, and followed muse to the door, examining it slightly before looking at Muse. "Umm... whats next? And uhh... what do I umm... do with this paper?" he said as he motioned to the paper still in his hand, still blank because he lacked a writing utensil. He blinked a few times before looking at Muse again.
Xannyia
Arisia set her laptop on the ground and trotted off after Muse and some stranger she'd never seen before. Pausing for a few seconds, she looked over toward Selior, and decided since him and Nicolai were no fun at all, perhaps the newcomer would be. Smiling less cheerfully at Rent and Muse she waved at them, looking quite excited at what was about to happen.
Nicolai followed Selior closely and eyed the mask, "I suppose." he half-sighed as he stared at the mask, "I just have a feeling about this one." He shrugged, "Perhaps it is like the feeling you get sometimes. If you get a feeling, that is. I'm still not certain what this all is."
Nicolai followed Selior closely and eyed the mask, "I suppose." he half-sighed as he stared at the mask, "I just have a feeling about this one." He shrugged, "Perhaps it is like the feeling you get sometimes. If you get a feeling, that is. I'm still not certain what this all is."
Mechanical Bird
Muse's smile widened some at the boy. She unlocked the door of the room with a key she had around her neck and slid in, being careful to try and keep whatever was inside the room concealed from him. Before dissapearing behind the door completely, she pointed at Arisia and nodded at her as if to tell her to entertain the boy until she reapeared.
"I don't get feelings." Selior growled, glancing over at Nicolai. "I'm not a woman." He said as if he were trying to insult the other man. While scoffing once again to himself, he looked down at the pedestal and smiled slightly to himself. "Lets see if your hormones are lying to you, Nicolai." He said, while setting the green mask down on the pedestal.
The mask sat, still for a moment. This time, however, Selior knew not to look away just yet. In a matter of moments the pedestal was rumbling again, creating a loud noise and rather dramatic shake of the entire stage floor considering the size of the actual size of the pedestal. Either way, the mask took exceptionally long compared to the others to fall off the pedestal...
but when it did...
"I don't get feelings." Selior growled, glancing over at Nicolai. "I'm not a woman." He said as if he were trying to insult the other man. While scoffing once again to himself, he looked down at the pedestal and smiled slightly to himself. "Lets see if your hormones are lying to you, Nicolai." He said, while setting the green mask down on the pedestal.
The mask sat, still for a moment. This time, however, Selior knew not to look away just yet. In a matter of moments the pedestal was rumbling again, creating a loud noise and rather dramatic shake of the entire stage floor considering the size of the actual size of the pedestal. Either way, the mask took exceptionally long compared to the others to fall off the pedestal...
but when it did...
Trelweny RosePhoenixWolf
The elven female landed lightly in a squating position, her sword held out to the side of her & her eyes downcast with the tilt of her head. It was a battle-ready pose, one accustomed to fighting in trees. She looked to not be aware of the others, but that was far from the truth. However she was seriously disoriented & she knew it. It was a feeling & a sense she did not like at all. It made her uneasy.
Her head shot up & her green eyes pierced those in front of her. "Suilaid. Man sâd telil?"
There was an intelligence about her eyes, though her disorientation was clear in them too. they focused fuzzily on the males' ears & she frowned softly. "Heniach nin?"
Her head shot up & her green eyes pierced those in front of her. "Suilaid. Man sâd telil?"
There was an intelligence about her eyes, though her disorientation was clear in them too. they focused fuzzily on the males' ears & she frowned softly. "Heniach nin?"
ThisSpaceForRent
He made absolutely no attempt at entering the door, he just stood there, looking from the door to the paper in his hand, and then around at all the people. His gaze finally rested on Arisia, and he gave her a small smile before his attention fell to the paper, reading over everything slowly as he waited for Muse to get back.
Xannyia
Nicolai stared blankly at Selior as he was insulted, "I don't see what you are implying." He told him, though clearly that was a lie. Folding his arms, he looked down at where the mask had fallen. For once, he actually moved quickly rather than as if he was doing everything in slow-motion, as he took a quick step back away from the woman with the sword.
"An Elf?" He asked no one in particular as he examined the newest arrival. He remained silent for a few seconds as he listened to her speak. "I'm...afraid I am somewhat...rusty with my Evlish." He explained to both her and Selior.
Arisia watched the door close behind Muse then suddenly beamed at the thought of getting to entertain someone, "Hi!" She chirped once again, waving at him even though he was right in front of her, "Are you excited?! You're going to love this. Or you should, if you don't that wouldn't be good, would it? What's your name?" While interrogating the poor young man, she pretty much ignored the Elf, seeing as how this was normal for her...
"An Elf?" He asked no one in particular as he examined the newest arrival. He remained silent for a few seconds as he listened to her speak. "I'm...afraid I am somewhat...rusty with my Evlish." He explained to both her and Selior.
Arisia watched the door close behind Muse then suddenly beamed at the thought of getting to entertain someone, "Hi!" She chirped once again, waving at him even though he was right in front of her, "Are you excited?! You're going to love this. Or you should, if you don't that wouldn't be good, would it? What's your name?" While interrogating the poor young man, she pretty much ignored the Elf, seeing as how this was normal for her...
ThisSpaceForRent
Rent looked up from the piece of paper, suddenly assaulted by questions. "I'm umm... Amrent... but people call me Rent... its shorter... I guess I'm excited..." Truth be told he definitely didn't sound excited, he sounded as if he was just the opposite. In truth it was more that he was definitely not used to the environment, and had pretty much shut himself down, he didn't want to bother anyone with his slow speech, so he tried to make himself as boring as possible as not to attract attention. He glanced up at the girl for a second, then went back to the paper.
Mechanical Bird
Selior took a step back aswell.. then another.. and for a breif few seconds he seemed quite prepared to attack the poor woman. "What is it?" He asked slowly, giving Nicolai a threatening look. "An elf? The things they put on greeting cards? And i.. if you know how to speak to it, speak to it! Tell it to put the sword away.. now!"
By then, however, Selior seemed to be getting more comfortable with the armed woman now in the middle of their stage. He looked her over and quite arrogantly decided she wasent a threat, despite the fact that might have been a fatal assumption otherwise.
Muse returned rather quickly after a rather loud crash could be heard in the room. She had a blush plastered on her face as she snuck out the room again and smiled at the two while holding up a 'mask'.. that was actually an eyepatch. She nodded at the both of them, fully expecting Arisia to explain to him what to do with it.
By then, however, Selior seemed to be getting more comfortable with the armed woman now in the middle of their stage. He looked her over and quite arrogantly decided she wasent a threat, despite the fact that might have been a fatal assumption otherwise.
Muse returned rather quickly after a rather loud crash could be heard in the room. She had a blush plastered on her face as she snuck out the room again and smiled at the two while holding up a 'mask'.. that was actually an eyepatch. She nodded at the both of them, fully expecting Arisia to explain to him what to do with it.
ThisSpaceForRent
Rent glanced at the mask, arching one eyebrow. "Umm... wheres the kid? Whats with the uhh... eyepatch..." He seemed very confused, oblivious to the situation. He looked around to see if he was doing something wrong, or if somethign exciting was happening, but found only hismelf and the two girls. He shrugged, and went back to the piece of paper.
Trelweny RosePhoenixWolf
Giving a nod at that explanation she stood fluidly, wavering only slightly from her disorientation. "I shall speak in the human tongue." Taking note that the others were unarmed -perhaps not so in Selior's case- or at least not acting hostile she sheathed her sword with practiced ease that took into account her -to her- oddly shaking limbs. "I apologize. This is new, Or I would never bare blade against those unarmed. I am called Nihahiel. Would you tell me who you are and what is this place?" There was the sense of one used to giving commands behind the polite veneer.
Xannyia
"Well, that's different, isn't it?" Arisia told Muse as she smiled at the eyepatch. "This will be sooo exciting," She chirped and pointed over toward the little pedestal, "Go put the mask on that, and something special will happen." She nodded at him, looking over to Muse to make sure she had done a good job, or something. "Something very special." She repeated, sounding increasingly cheerful.
"I just told you," Nicolai sighed, "It has been far too long." He looked confused at himself, as if he wasn't even sure if he could actually speak it. He shook his head, then returned his attention to the Elf when she spoke. Finding her name much easier than the others' names, he gave a weak smile and a polite nod, followed by a bow, "Well met, Nihahiel. I am Nicolai." He gave a quick glance toward Selior, as if wanting him to be all polite and bow as well.
"I just told you," Nicolai sighed, "It has been far too long." He looked confused at himself, as if he wasn't even sure if he could actually speak it. He shook his head, then returned his attention to the Elf when she spoke. Finding her name much easier than the others' names, he gave a weak smile and a polite nod, followed by a bow, "Well met, Nihahiel. I am Nicolai." He gave a quick glance toward Selior, as if wanting him to be all polite and bow as well.
Mechanical Bird
Muse nodded happily and quite gallantly went to push Rent tword the pedestal. She gave Arisia a grin that looked almost impish before fading into a sort of ignorant, blissfull happiness she usually had plastered all over her face.
Selior crossed his arms and shook his head at the elf. "Now, was that really that hard? And just so you know.." He pointed at himself. "I'm not human. Infact, you're probably more human than I am! But I'll relax, seeing as how you put the sword away like a nice lady... further I-" That is when he cut himself off. He saw Nicolais little 'suggestion' in his bodylanguage and went silent, his face dulled of expression. Then, quite slowly, he lifted his hand up to his head.. and almost looking like he was going to salute the elf for a moment, he made an 'L' shape with his hand against his forehead and made a rather 'mature' face at Nicolai. "Idiot." He muttered.
That is when the werewolf noticed poor Rent again. "I'd suggest, miss 'elf', that you move away from that pedestal less you'd like some other person to come crashing on top of you."
Selior crossed his arms and shook his head at the elf. "Now, was that really that hard? And just so you know.." He pointed at himself. "I'm not human. Infact, you're probably more human than I am! But I'll relax, seeing as how you put the sword away like a nice lady... further I-" That is when he cut himself off. He saw Nicolais little 'suggestion' in his bodylanguage and went silent, his face dulled of expression. Then, quite slowly, he lifted his hand up to his head.. and almost looking like he was going to salute the elf for a moment, he made an 'L' shape with his hand against his forehead and made a rather 'mature' face at Nicolai. "Idiot." He muttered.
That is when the werewolf noticed poor Rent again. "I'd suggest, miss 'elf', that you move away from that pedestal less you'd like some other person to come crashing on top of you."
ThisSpaceForRent
Rent walked in the direction he had been ushered, looking around bewildered. He had absolutely no idea where he was, or what he was doing. He only knew that he had an eyepatch and a piece of paper. He approached the pedestal, and looked at Selior, then the elf, then at Nicolai, then at the pedestal again. He took the eyepatch, and held it over the pedestal, looking at Selior, hoping for approval, and then he placed the eyepatch on the pedestal, not knowing what would happen. He stepped away from it, not entirely sure if that was the action he should be taking or not, but it was the one he took nevertheless.
Trelweny RosePhoenixWolf
Nihahiel smiled softly at the dark haired one's bow, returning it with one of her own. "Mae govannen -well met- Nicolai." At the other however her eyes narrowed but she did heed his suggestion. After all, he knew this strange place likely more than she. Her hand rested lightly on the hilt of her sword but she made no move to draw it again. Her posture was almost relaxed, for of course she could not know that her skill was not what she thought it to be at this moment. "I never said you were human. Only that I would speak that language. The human language has a way of being widely known."
Perhaps she could spend time later with the one called Nicolai if she was far from home & hungered for the sound of another speaking Elvish. Now however. "Now will you tell me where I am, or shall I find out for myself."
Perhaps she could spend time later with the one called Nicolai if she was far from home & hungered for the sound of another speaking Elvish. Now however. "Now will you tell me where I am, or shall I find out for myself."
Xannyia
Arisia was standing anxiously behind Rent, her grin only getting wider as the patch was placed on the small stand, "I can't wait." She thought outloud as she clasped her hands together in anticipation for the chance at having a new friend, all colorful and happy! If only she knew...
Nicolai hadn't seen Selior call him a 'loser' and looked back only to catch the end of that. Even then he wasn't sure what that was supposed to mean exactly, though he was certain he'd seen it once before, somewhere... He made the "L" shape with his hand and looked at it a moment. Letting out an overdramtatic sigh, he looked at Selior, "You have odd customs."
Looking down at the ground rather than at the Elven woman, he slowly nodded, "Forgive me, but I do not know where we are. This place is just as strange to me, and I have been here at least several days."
Nicolai hadn't seen Selior call him a 'loser' and looked back only to catch the end of that. Even then he wasn't sure what that was supposed to mean exactly, though he was certain he'd seen it once before, somewhere... He made the "L" shape with his hand and looked at it a moment. Letting out an overdramtatic sigh, he looked at Selior, "You have odd customs."
Looking down at the ground rather than at the Elven woman, he slowly nodded, "Forgive me, but I do not know where we are. This place is just as strange to me, and I have been here at least several days."
Mechanical Bird
The mask tumbled. It rumbled. Are YOU ready to rumble!?
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Muse began clapping as the next character took form. She looked incredibly pleased with the crowd that was begining to gather, and walked closer to the new one to get a better look. She also cared to notice the new elf that had been there and gave her a sideways look before cracking a slight smile.
Selior, meanwhile, rolled his eyes at .. pretty much everything going on. Nicolai and the elf, the new.. and very oddly dressed man, and of course..Arisia. He let out a sigh and then cleared his throat, took a step tword the middle of the stage, and looked at the two new characters pointedly.
"Alright. Now that everyone is here." He began, scrunching his large shoulders up. "I am the master of the mansion you have found yourselves in. Those of you that do not have homes.." He glanced at Rent and rolled his eyes. Again. "Can stay here aslong as you need to. I suspect most of you will want to leave, however, considering we have two insane 'space ship' sailors who play horrid music constantly and drive me insane, waking me all hours of the day." He took a deep breath and then smiled quirkily. "As for what you are.. well, what would Rinter say? You are all characters from a play, come to life. I suggest for your own sakes you come to grips with that quickly and you may find yourself a bit stronger at the end of the day. There, I'm done with the speech.. carry on."
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Muse began clapping as the next character took form. She looked incredibly pleased with the crowd that was begining to gather, and walked closer to the new one to get a better look. She also cared to notice the new elf that had been there and gave her a sideways look before cracking a slight smile.
Selior, meanwhile, rolled his eyes at .. pretty much everything going on. Nicolai and the elf, the new.. and very oddly dressed man, and of course..Arisia. He let out a sigh and then cleared his throat, took a step tword the middle of the stage, and looked at the two new characters pointedly.
"Alright. Now that everyone is here." He began, scrunching his large shoulders up. "I am the master of the mansion you have found yourselves in. Those of you that do not have homes.." He glanced at Rent and rolled his eyes. Again. "Can stay here aslong as you need to. I suspect most of you will want to leave, however, considering we have two insane 'space ship' sailors who play horrid music constantly and drive me insane, waking me all hours of the day." He took a deep breath and then smiled quirkily. "As for what you are.. well, what would Rinter say? You are all characters from a play, come to life. I suggest for your own sakes you come to grips with that quickly and you may find yourself a bit stronger at the end of the day. There, I'm done with the speech.. carry on."
ThisSpaceForRent
Materializing out of thin air was one thing, but what Verloren did was more like congeal and land in an awkward position on the ground, half curled in a ball, half sprawled out. He slid slowly to an upright position just seconds before curling into a tight ball, and letting out a few sobs, his entire body heaving as tears ran in streaks down his face. He was muttering something under his breath as he cried, something that rent had to lean closer to hear. "I tried... I tried... but I still killed them..." Verloren quickly became aware that there were others around him, and he sprang to his feet his single exposed eye growing wild, tears still running down his hollow looking face. "... what... what are you people doing around me... I shouldn't live..." He took out his knife and began slashing wildly at his wrists, but nothing happened, not a drop of blood formed.
Rent just looked bewildered at the boy before him. He'd never seen anything like this before in his life, it was bizarre. The boy appeared out of thin air, and had tried to cut himself. Rent realized that his life had reached a new record for strangeness today.
Verloren collapsed into another fit of sobs as he realized that he was unharmed despite his attempts. He sank to a sitting position, his back against the pedestal, and dropped his face into his hands. He could feel a nagging feeling in the back of his head, a feeling that grew into a voice only he could hear "Oh stop being such a baby... you know you wanted that to happen. You know it was your will, not mine, i only gave you the means. So quit blubbering." Between sobs verloren said "I didn't want any of that... I wanted to be happy, i wanted them to live!" not realizing he was speaking out loud to a voice in his head.
Rent just looked bewildered at the boy before him. He'd never seen anything like this before in his life, it was bizarre. The boy appeared out of thin air, and had tried to cut himself. Rent realized that his life had reached a new record for strangeness today.
Verloren collapsed into another fit of sobs as he realized that he was unharmed despite his attempts. He sank to a sitting position, his back against the pedestal, and dropped his face into his hands. He could feel a nagging feeling in the back of his head, a feeling that grew into a voice only he could hear "Oh stop being such a baby... you know you wanted that to happen. You know it was your will, not mine, i only gave you the means. So quit blubbering." Between sobs verloren said "I didn't want any of that... I wanted to be happy, i wanted them to live!" not realizing he was speaking out loud to a voice in his head.
Trelweny RosePhoenixWolf
Nihahiel was disappointed that he did not know, but that was quickly overcome by shock and mystery as a man stood fully where only a mask had been before. Only a flash of how it startled her touched her eyes. In pose she remained unmoved. She was not impressed with the man's behavior, however. If she felt any real compassion perhaps that was what caused her to speak more softly than she otherwise would have to his odd comment. "Then be happy. Only choose it." nd stop crying. His tears were distracting.
She A character in a play? Nihahiel raised her left hand to the mask present on her face. Having just seen the black garbed male appear from nothing more than an eye-patch she wondered if it could perhaps be true. But if that were true than it was equally likely the rest was true -and this was the home of "Idiot" as he had muttered then the elf blade wanted to rid herself of the place as soon as possible. Or at least not be beholden to his hospitality. A shame, for it was an interesting place. or in any event, had interesting persons around at the moment. Surely unlike any she was accustomed to.
"Then I will "come to grips" with it, as you say." There was doubt & determination in her clear voice. "But outside. I'll not infringe on your... hospitality." There was certainly no love lost between elf & werewolf.
"Shall I see myself out?" Yes... best to be out. To feel the breeze & see the sky & discover if anyplace that built things such as this room with no windows had forests yet.
She A character in a play? Nihahiel raised her left hand to the mask present on her face. Having just seen the black garbed male appear from nothing more than an eye-patch she wondered if it could perhaps be true. But if that were true than it was equally likely the rest was true -and this was the home of "Idiot" as he had muttered then the elf blade wanted to rid herself of the place as soon as possible. Or at least not be beholden to his hospitality. A shame, for it was an interesting place. or in any event, had interesting persons around at the moment. Surely unlike any she was accustomed to.
"Then I will "come to grips" with it, as you say." There was doubt & determination in her clear voice. "But outside. I'll not infringe on your... hospitality." There was certainly no love lost between elf & werewolf.
"Shall I see myself out?" Yes... best to be out. To feel the breeze & see the sky & discover if anyplace that built things such as this room with no windows had forests yet.
Xannyia
Arisia had squealed and was rushing toward the newest arrival, rambling something all rapidly in an alien tongue when she stopped, "EW!" She half shouted and backed up quickly as she stared at the utter lack of color! "What..." She appeared heartbroken as she gaped at his dark, 'boring' clothing. "What..." she stammered out once more before her shoulders drooped, full of dissappointment.
Even Nicolai didn't cry that much! Well, his eyes got watery and 'tear-filled' but he hardly ever shed more than one tear at a time. Scrunching up his face as the one-eyed man, he eyed him closely slowly shaking his head as he continued to watch. He was, however, impressed in his dark clothing, looking almost proud.
Turning his attention to Nihahiel, he gave her a polite bow of his head, "It was a...pleasure." he took a long dramatic pause, "To meet you. I look forward to seeing you again."
Even Nicolai didn't cry that much! Well, his eyes got watery and 'tear-filled' but he hardly ever shed more than one tear at a time. Scrunching up his face as the one-eyed man, he eyed him closely slowly shaking his head as he continued to watch. He was, however, impressed in his dark clothing, looking almost proud.
Turning his attention to Nihahiel, he gave her a polite bow of his head, "It was a...pleasure." he took a long dramatic pause, "To meet you. I look forward to seeing you again."
Saffrin
There was a slight rustling sound at the side of the stage as Féileacán stepped into the wing, gaze upon the proceedings in front.
Amatuers, she thought immediately.
Every good actor knew how to conceal feelings. Every good actor was always in control. Every good actor was never at a loss. Every good actor, well, basically, knew how to act.
She had coped better than the new 'actors' in front of her. She had kept her calm. Her dignity. So much so that she kept away from all the others in the mansion/playhouse.
Raising a pale hand, Féileacán flicked back her hair, her hand briefly touching the yellow butterfly mask that sat upon her face.
Amatuers.
Amatuers, she thought immediately.
Every good actor knew how to conceal feelings. Every good actor was always in control. Every good actor was never at a loss. Every good actor, well, basically, knew how to act.
She had coped better than the new 'actors' in front of her. She had kept her calm. Her dignity. So much so that she kept away from all the others in the mansion/playhouse.
Raising a pale hand, Féileacán flicked back her hair, her hand briefly touching the yellow butterfly mask that sat upon her face.
Amatuers.
Mechanical Bird
Selior turned his attention back to the elf and shrugged. "If that is how you want it, hunny." He said, cracking a grin. "But I think you will be back.. Think about it, this is the only place your gonna find anything about yourself." He shook his head agian, "Frankly I'm tired of all yall' bein so ungrateful." He added under his breath.
Muse watched Verloren carefully, her eyebrow raising slightly as she watched him perform. She gave Arisia a glance and smiled in her odd, blissed-out way.
That! Was when Rinter made his way in. The oddly dressed man's hair was frazzled, creating a gigantic yellow poof to float around his head as he walked. His eyes were red and he lookedlike he was in dire need of a long starbucks run.. and in his hands were two peices, two small objects. "I've GOT IT." He proclaimed. He continued to march into the room before coming to a dead hault. ".. Who are.. .. who are all these people..?" He asked slowly, his voice getting much quieter than it had been before. Quickly, not giving the question any time to find an awnser, he more or less ran over to Selior and slammed the objects in his hand. "The mask, it isn't 'broken' it's just two peices.. of the same mask.. I mean it's one.. I mean.. It'll work, I know it! Hurry up!!" The.. mad man insisted, eye twitching.
Selior sighed. "Alright, here we go again. Look, mister emotional, move out.. someone's about to come and your sitting in the door way." He declared at Verloren, while marching over to the pedestal.. AGAIN!
Muse watched Verloren carefully, her eyebrow raising slightly as she watched him perform. She gave Arisia a glance and smiled in her odd, blissed-out way.
That! Was when Rinter made his way in. The oddly dressed man's hair was frazzled, creating a gigantic yellow poof to float around his head as he walked. His eyes were red and he lookedlike he was in dire need of a long starbucks run.. and in his hands were two peices, two small objects. "I've GOT IT." He proclaimed. He continued to march into the room before coming to a dead hault. ".. Who are.. .. who are all these people..?" He asked slowly, his voice getting much quieter than it had been before. Quickly, not giving the question any time to find an awnser, he more or less ran over to Selior and slammed the objects in his hand. "The mask, it isn't 'broken' it's just two peices.. of the same mask.. I mean it's one.. I mean.. It'll work, I know it! Hurry up!!" The.. mad man insisted, eye twitching.
Selior sighed. "Alright, here we go again. Look, mister emotional, move out.. someone's about to come and your sitting in the door way." He declared at Verloren, while marching over to the pedestal.. AGAIN!
ThisSpaceForRent
Verloren's face was still buried in his hands, but he still stood, and moved out of the way, it didn't matter to him what these people thought, he was in pain. He had just killed his friends! Then it dawned on him. If he killed before, what was to keep him from killing again, but try as he might he couldn't manage to sink the blade into his skin, he couldn't burn himself, he couldn't do anything to cause harm to himself. He collapsed again as soon as he had gotten out of a certain range of the pedestal, appearing as though he had just witnessed the saddest movie in existence(debate over that one if you will...) tears plummeted down his face as he lay there curled in a ball, and then the voice came again. "Hes right you know everyone here is ungrateful... he said it, not me this time... ungrateful people should be... punished..." Verloren bolted to his feet, his single blue eye rolling into the back of his head even as the tears streamed down his cheek. His voice took on a different tone as he spoke "Show me these ungrateful ones... ungrateful ones should be punished...." Then his eye snapped back into place, his facial expression slipping to that of before, the quivering bottom lip, the tears began to flow again as he collapsed to his knees. "Please don't hurt anyone... please, they've done nothing... please." His voice changed again, his expression turning blank. "Stop your crying, stop your whining. You know what should be done..." Verloren took over again, bawling as he curled into a ball again. "Please..." The rest was unintelligible as he had curled into a ball, and his words were muffled by his own body.
Rent merely stared at the boy. He turned to Selior and said "I'm... supposed to uhh... take care of him? How... exactly... do i do umm... that... hes kinda umm... emotional." He was witnessing a lot today, everything was beginning to set in, and the newest guy reminded him of movies he had seen about mad scientists. He didn't know what to make of this place anymore. Was he the only 'normal' one around here?
Rent merely stared at the boy. He turned to Selior and said "I'm... supposed to uhh... take care of him? How... exactly... do i do umm... that... hes kinda umm... emotional." He was witnessing a lot today, everything was beginning to set in, and the newest guy reminded him of movies he had seen about mad scientists. He didn't know what to make of this place anymore. Was he the only 'normal' one around here?
Trelweny RosePhoenixWolf
The odd language coming from the brightly garbed female's mouth intrigued her. She had always been a dab hand at languages -or perhaps not, if she was but a character in a play- but Nihahiel could not recognize the language the vocal girl uttered.
She smiled ever so faintly at the butterfly on the one newly arrived once she saw her. Not because she might like the female, but because the butterfly brought happier thoughts of the out of doors.
But the smile faded at Selior's words, becoming merely polite. "Perhaps I will, but short proper visits. There is no need for me to say here more permanently." Not when we both know we clearly do not get along.
Nihahiel smiled at Nicolai then. "It has been a pleasure. Farewell, Nicolai. No in elenath hîlar nan hâd gîn." The elf bowed lightly.
As she turned to go to where she presumed the exit to be the elf blade paused at the sight of the wild haired man. She turned to watch what would happen with the two part mask he brought. Perhaps it would add more credence to this idea that they were but characters.
She was glad she did. Perhaps if she had not she would have missed the crying one's shift in speaking. The elf wondered if it was madness.
But then, what if this all was madness?
She smiled ever so faintly at the butterfly on the one newly arrived once she saw her. Not because she might like the female, but because the butterfly brought happier thoughts of the out of doors.
But the smile faded at Selior's words, becoming merely polite. "Perhaps I will, but short proper visits. There is no need for me to say here more permanently." Not when we both know we clearly do not get along.
Nihahiel smiled at Nicolai then. "It has been a pleasure. Farewell, Nicolai. No in elenath hîlar nan hâd gîn." The elf bowed lightly.
As she turned to go to where she presumed the exit to be the elf blade paused at the sight of the wild haired man. She turned to watch what would happen with the two part mask he brought. Perhaps it would add more credence to this idea that they were but characters.
She was glad she did. Perhaps if she had not she would have missed the crying one's shift in speaking. The elf wondered if it was madness.
But then, what if this all was madness?
Mechanical Bird
Selior snorted at poor Verloren. As he continued with his odd.. voice shifts, he almost began giggling, as if he couldent resist. He looked at the twl halves of a single mask with a shake of his head and set them on the pedestal before taking a wide step backward.
(( Cert is here! and hehe, before you freak out.. the thing on his back is supposed to look weird. It's a prop. Remember that these are all still actors and all their 'special abilities' are fake.. and everything that you guys dont like about their apperances can be changed through rp hints and journal entries! So anyway. I was thinking of a wing (edit:wings, should I say?!) when I drew that odd thing, make of it what you will Ruri .. hope you like him <3 ))
"Ah, atleast he looks slightly more formidable." Selior muttered, glancing back at Verloren before giggling slightly again; quickly slamming a hand over his mouth to cover up the noise. Rinter crossed his arms and smirked to himself. "Told you." He muttered.. to himself, more or less. He quickly retreated tword a secluded part of the room, not wanting to be around the crazy lot.. finding his way up to the balcony where a certain miss someone was!
As for Muse.. she looked happy as ever. She sat cross legged across from Verloren and was spending her time watching him, the new character, and the elf as if taking mental notes on their personalities.
And then.. well, we should all know what happens next!
(( Cert is here! and hehe, before you freak out.. the thing on his back is supposed to look weird. It's a prop. Remember that these are all still actors and all their 'special abilities' are fake.. and everything that you guys dont like about their apperances can be changed through rp hints and journal entries! So anyway. I was thinking of a wing (edit:wings, should I say?!) when I drew that odd thing, make of it what you will Ruri .. hope you like him <3 ))
"Ah, atleast he looks slightly more formidable." Selior muttered, glancing back at Verloren before giggling slightly again; quickly slamming a hand over his mouth to cover up the noise. Rinter crossed his arms and smirked to himself. "Told you." He muttered.. to himself, more or less. He quickly retreated tword a secluded part of the room, not wanting to be around the crazy lot.. finding his way up to the balcony where a certain miss someone was!
As for Muse.. she looked happy as ever. She sat cross legged across from Verloren and was spending her time watching him, the new character, and the elf as if taking mental notes on their personalities.
Ruriska
For a moment the world seemed to spin. Diarmad sucked in a deep breath, lifting a hand to gently touch his brow until everything cleared. Even then he had to fight an overwhelming confusion. Everything seemed so terribly strange. Here he was, his body slightly bent over, in a place that was definitely not his castle quarters. Straightening, brushing off the invisible dust from his clothing in the process, the prince glanced around the room with an arched brow.
He kept his silence and his place as he carefully examined his surroundings. Eventually satisfied that he hadn't been spelled away by an evil wizard like in those rather ridiculous (yet a guilty pleasure on Diarmad’s part) stories his mother used to tell him, he turned his attention to the assembled people.
They were... interesting looking. When in a strange place it was obvious that one needed to try and gain the help of the locals. Diarmad had no wish to go stumbling around like a fool with absolutely no clue about what was going on. If anything was going on. He could quite possibly be dreaming. Despite the fact that his nights were generally spent in blissful oblivion with no hint of dreams, there was a first time for everything.
"Perhaps..." He began with a strong and steady voice that never rose nor fell in tone, nor betrayed anything but mild curiosity, "... I could inquire as to where I am?" Diarmad had learnt that when talking to all kinds of people, it was best not to betray your current state of mind. If kept everything he did level, instead of raising his voice in excitement things would go more smoothly.
Holding himself with the calm assurance of those born to power, he assessed his current situation and awaited an answer.
He kept his silence and his place as he carefully examined his surroundings. Eventually satisfied that he hadn't been spelled away by an evil wizard like in those rather ridiculous (yet a guilty pleasure on Diarmad’s part) stories his mother used to tell him, he turned his attention to the assembled people.
They were... interesting looking. When in a strange place it was obvious that one needed to try and gain the help of the locals. Diarmad had no wish to go stumbling around like a fool with absolutely no clue about what was going on. If anything was going on. He could quite possibly be dreaming. Despite the fact that his nights were generally spent in blissful oblivion with no hint of dreams, there was a first time for everything.
"Perhaps..." He began with a strong and steady voice that never rose nor fell in tone, nor betrayed anything but mild curiosity, "... I could inquire as to where I am?" Diarmad had learnt that when talking to all kinds of people, it was best not to betray your current state of mind. If kept everything he did level, instead of raising his voice in excitement things would go more smoothly.
Holding himself with the calm assurance of those born to power, he assessed his current situation and awaited an answer.
ThisSpaceForRent
Verloren rolled around a little still talking but his voice muffled by his own body. On several occasions his entire body shuddered and he would roll a little way across the floor, leaving damp spots on the ground after him, his tears running full stream now.
Rent just stood there for awhile watching before he looked at Muse and said "Umm... if its alright, could we umm... stay here for the night... it's rainy outside... and I umm... rode a bike here..." He seemed ashamed to be asking for hospitality, after all he had signed up for this, hypothetically speaking, because he had never found a pen to write on the paper with.
Verloren uncurled himself, laying flat on his back staring at the ceiling. "I want you all to know that I'm feeling very depressed..." He then pulled himself up to a sitting position looking at Rent with his one blue eye, tears still rolling down his cheek. "What... what did you mean when you said you signed up for this... What are you here for... your not dressed funny, or wearing a mask..." His eyes rolled into the back of his head and his expression went blank "Yeah, and your not ungrateful for what you have, you offered to take care of someone other then yourself... I'll let you live... for now." Verloren's appearance went back to normal, another fit of crying washing over him. He held one hand out to Amrent as he buried his face in his knees. "I'm Verloren..." "Hoffnung..." Verloren took over again, beating his other fist on his knee. "Stop it, stop it! Stop it! Get out of my head!"
Rent took his hand and shook it quickly he spared the formalities this time around, trying to get this out of the way as quickly as possible. "Umm... Rent... Pleasure to meet you..." He turned his gaze to Muse, wondering what her answer was.
Rent just stood there for awhile watching before he looked at Muse and said "Umm... if its alright, could we umm... stay here for the night... it's rainy outside... and I umm... rode a bike here..." He seemed ashamed to be asking for hospitality, after all he had signed up for this, hypothetically speaking, because he had never found a pen to write on the paper with.
Verloren uncurled himself, laying flat on his back staring at the ceiling. "I want you all to know that I'm feeling very depressed..." He then pulled himself up to a sitting position looking at Rent with his one blue eye, tears still rolling down his cheek. "What... what did you mean when you said you signed up for this... What are you here for... your not dressed funny, or wearing a mask..." His eyes rolled into the back of his head and his expression went blank "Yeah, and your not ungrateful for what you have, you offered to take care of someone other then yourself... I'll let you live... for now." Verloren's appearance went back to normal, another fit of crying washing over him. He held one hand out to Amrent as he buried his face in his knees. "I'm Verloren..." "Hoffnung..." Verloren took over again, beating his other fist on his knee. "Stop it, stop it! Stop it! Get out of my head!"
Rent took his hand and shook it quickly he spared the formalities this time around, trying to get this out of the way as quickly as possible. "Umm... Rent... Pleasure to meet you..." He turned his gaze to Muse, wondering what her answer was.
Trelweny RosePhoenixWolf
Master of the house or not, Nihahiel Could not bring herself to like or trust the one she only knew as "Idiot" and kept an ear out for him. But her hearing did not seem to be what she expected it to be & the elf frowned slightly. Come to think of it, the heft of her blade had been odd as well. She looked between the newest comer -a lordly man, which made her smile at something that might be comforting- and the beautiful but silent woman who seemed ot be watching them. She bowed lightly at each, head & shoulders. "You could. It appears we are in a mansion. His mansion." she inclined her head of flame hair at Selior. "Forgive me, I would like to make your acquaintance later, but I was on my way out. Cuio vae!"
She bowed again & dashed up the stairs. The nervous one called Rent talking to the one with two voices & apparently two names had said it was raining. She would feel the rain on her face!
She bowed again & dashed up the stairs. The nervous one called Rent talking to the one with two voices & apparently two names had said it was raining. She would feel the rain on her face!
