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 Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 5:55 pm
Me name's Will Grady.....Wilhelmina Grady "Well- i's jus' yer average green dumpstar but A 'id all me luggage in i'!" she said, sweatdropping.
"T'ar's me guitar.... an' me drums....an' a few clothes.... sum whisey, a wee bit 'o pot an' a few ot'ar t'ings..." Will said so nonchalantly. She wasn't sure where this would ger her, but anything to find her stuff! Her guitar was in there!
Her! GUITAR!!! .....can ye point me to a pub?
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 6:02 pm
Luna Luminesca  The Ice Witch - The White Wolf of the North
Confusion and disgust crossed Luna's face when Rozen told her what Anemone's plan was for them to get to the Bell Witch. Rozen might have been weird looking, and she had those regenerative abilities, but she was still a person who felt pain and had feelings! How could she order her to come get diced up by the witch hunters just as a diversion? What if one of them managed to steal her soul?
"Hmph, I don't care what Anemone's plan was, I'm not going to subject you to that! I don't care if I have to do everything myself while you hide..."
Luna turned her head as she heard a familiar voice. It was one of the Shibusen students that she had spoken too, the one that liked her guitar. Luna turned to the Shibusen girl with a smile.
"Oh, hi again! No, I can't say that I've seen anything like that around here..."
She didn't seem to notice Rozen as a witch, so they were both in luck. She must not have had that ability that the technicians used to see souls...and as weird as everyone else in the city was, maybe Rozen's look wasn't too bad.
"But, uhh...we-we're looking for something as well! You see...uhh...this cat...swiped my guitar. So yeah, I'm sorry, but we have to go look for it before it gets damaged!"
Luna hoped the excuse would allow them to pass by the girl without raising any questions.
"If we find this dumpster, we'll come and get you, okay?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 6:10 pm
 WITCH ROZEN
Rozen had long since become a grand master of the Just-Smile-And-Nod Jutsu. She smiled hesitantly.
"Right, if it's something like whiskey or marijuana, I'm pretty sure I can smell it out."
...Well jeeze if that didn't sound weird. Oh well. If this girl had gotten over the four-arms thing there really wasn't any point in hiding the other weird abilities that came from being a cockroach witch.
She turned to Luna in a rather clockwork, unnatural manner, "Um, so, Wi-Wi--Luna, where was the last place you saw your guitar..?"
'TOO CLOSE! TOO CLOSE! DAMN ME AND MY INGRAINED POLITENESS! THIS IS JUST YOU TORTURING ME AGAIN, MASTER, ISN'T IIIIIITTTT!!?'
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 6:30 pm
Me name's Will Grady......Wilhelmina Grady Will let out a defeated sigh. "A'raight. See ye 'round t'en." And simply waved.
Then an idea hit her.
'Maybe.... iff'A could jus'......'
Looking around, Will first checked the nearby dumpster, which really wasn't so nearby. She had to run around a while to find it. Nope. Not her dumpster.
She climbed on top of it and lept up, grabbing onto the window sill. "Hrrrr..." she grunted as she hoisted herself up. "Hm?" Looking in the window, she saw she'd ended up right where she started and saw Cypress. She tapped on the window and waved with a big grin- not really sure if Cy would hear or see her.
Then, bending her legs a few times, she jumped with all her might to get to the next window. Then did the samw and just barely reached the roof. After scrambling up, she slumped on her back to take a breather.
She was pretty strong, but most roofs were much easier to get to back in Doolin. In less than a minute she'd pushed herself back on her feet and looked out over the city.
"Noow.... where's tha' dumpstar...."Ireland's Rebellious Spirit .......can ye point me to a pub?
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 6:43 pm
Luna Luminesca The Ice Witch - The White Wolf of the North
"Well, the cat went this way! Come on, let's hurry before it messes up my custom paint!"
Luna turned to Will with an apologetic look. She did hate just to run out on her when she needed help with something, but she and Rozen needed to be concerned mostly with staying alive and the completion of their mission.
"We'll make sure to keep an eye out for them! WG, right? Sorry we can't stay and help you look for it."
Luna walked with Rozen until they were out of sight of the girl. She breathed a big sigh of relief, she always seemed so close to being caught.
"Okay, Rozen, here's the plan. I'm gonna sneak in and grab the girl, right? Hopefully she'll still be asleep. I'll hand her off to you, and then I'll create a diversion and draw them away from you. You just return to Anemone, and I'll try to meet you back at the sanctuary when I've lost them."
Luna didn't know if Rozen could fly, but since sh couldn't even use soul protect, she doubted it. That's why she was willing to take the risk here, she at least could fly away. And if she was chased, she could just lead them north and lose them in the snow.
Following the trail she took out of the city previously, the two eventually ended outside the house she had gone to previously, the one where the Bell Witch lived. Luna spoke to Rozen in a hushed tone.
"Do you understand the plan? You take the girl directly back while I have them follow me north, okay? I'd much rather put myself in a little danger than have you get hurt..."
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 6:47 pm
Mini Mary Worth
"The Bell Witch" 
"Once upon a time..."
Mini had woken up from her sleep and yawned as she got out of bed and walked to the kitchen.
Bonnie and Clyde were already asleep, and were probably done with their 'naughty' time by now, so the whole place was sound and still as a ghostward.
She then got a glass from the cabinet and poured water from the fridge into the cup as she drank it in 3 gulps.
"Ahhh..." she gasped as she put the glass down into the sink and washed it.
She then walked back inside her room and crawled back in bed, her eyes slowly closing as Little Mary Worth softly drifted off to sleep...
"... There lived a Wicked Queen in her tower."
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 7:05 pm
WITCH ROZEN
Rozen was quiet for a moment. Her hat was pulled down over her eyes. When she lifted her gaze back to Luna, it was hard and icy.
"No. That's stupid. I'm sorry, but it only makes sense you should be the one in charge of transport. You're the one who can fly. You're the one who'll die after being shot. Master sent me on this mission to serve my purpose, so please don't degrade me by handling things yourself."
She spoke seriously without stuttering. Rozen may have been a witch, but she hated seeing people in pain, and Luna was one of the first people to speak to her like a human being, much less with concern for her well-being, even when it was unnecessary.
"I may not be able to glide very far, but I can climb up walls easily. I'll grab her and toss her down to you. That way, anyone else in the house will think I've got her at first. I'll hold them off as long as possible before retreating."
She smiled down at Luna warmly, "I promise I won't get myself into anything I can't get out of. I'm hardy."
Almost as soon as the confidence came, it vanished, as Rozen rubbed at the back of her neck and fidgeted with her hat. "Uhm, right! So, I'll be going then!" She turned towards the wall and pressed all four of her hands to it. With remarkable ease, she crawled up the brick surface as though on solid ground.
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 7:51 pm
Me name's Will Grady.....Wilhelmina Grady Getting from roof to roof wasn't too hard. The buildings were side-to-side against each other so it was only a matter of getting her footing. Which she got the hang of fairly quickly after nearly falling off a few times.
Now she ran, slid and made small leaps on the roof tops of Death City. Hey- least the sun was down...... and replaced by an equally creepy, (yet somehow perferable to Will) moon.
Will had been yelled at by some lady when she made a ton of noise while slipping on a roof again. And the old bag's voice could still be heard shouting at Will, something about 'stupid hippies!' or something.
"Hm?" Will looked down at this next trash can. "OH RAIGHT! A PUT THA MARK ON THA TOP O' THA DUMPSTAR! NOT THA SAIDE!" she shouted out, laughing. Just below her, there was a dumpster with blood writing on the top.
"WG"- With a shamrock with a creepy smiley face next to it.
Well, she'd gotten up on the roof.... ran around on them.... found her stuff..... now.....
how did she get down?
"Hmmm... well t'is could be a pro'lem." she mulled. She had her hand on her chin, with a face much like that of 'The Thinker'. Then she snapped her fingers. Looking around the roof, she'd though she'd seen- "PERFECT!" She grabbed the hooked steel-wire rope and said to no one in particular, "A'm jus' barrowin' t'is!" Then brought it to the edge and started lowering the hooked end down. She swung it gently a few times untill it hooked onto the handle. "Got i'!" She pulled hard on the rope to lift the lid open.
"HAH!" she had put a few layers of grabage bags on top of her stuff to better hide them. It should be enough to cusion her fall. Ireland's Rebellious Spirit ......can ye point me to a pub?
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 7:43 am
Luna Luminesca The Ice Witch - The White Wolf of the North
"B-but, Rozen..."
Luna was surprized by the sudden change in the other witch. She seemed to get so defensive when Luna told her of her plan. She was just trying to prevent Rozen from going through even more pain, but she didn't seem to agree with the plan at all. She thought that Rozen would be happy not to have to be a punching bag for once...
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you think I was cutting you out of the mission. It's just that...the way Anemone treats you...you deserve better, you know? I don't care what abilities you have, you don't deserve to be hurt like that. I just don't want to be the cause of more pain for you... But if this is what you want me to do, I'll do it..."
Luna brought two fingers up to her mouth and whistled. The sound was inaudible to everyone without the same senses as her; to Luna, it was loud enough to make her cringe a little.
A few blocks away, Luna's guitar, which was sitting next to a large green dumpster with the letters WG painted on top in blood, began to lift off of the ground. It began flying low to the ground, navigating the alleyways of Death City until it reached Luna's hand. Attached to the guitar was a pink whistle on a thin string.
"This is a special whistle. It makes a sound that normal people can't hear, but I'll be able to hear from really far away. Just promise me that if you get into trouble, you'll blow the whistle so I can come to help you, okay?"
Her guitar now began to hover next to her and she sat on it, getting ready to travel as fast as she could once Rozen got her the Bell whitch. She had to remove her own soul protect to call it to her, so she was already kind of nervous. No doubt the longer they stayed there talking, the more likely someone was to come for them.
"Oh yeah, one last thing. Don't use that whistle around any like dogs or anything. It's really annoying at close range, and they might just attack you if you do..."
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 8:43 am
Mini Mary Worth
"The Bell Witch"
"Once upon a time..."
That night, she had a rather... disturbing dream about herself. And where she was.
She found that she was naked. And that the only piece of clothing she wore was her cape. Nothing else. And in the dream, she was alone, walking down a hallway as she saw door upon door upon door in each sides of the wall she looked.
She didn't dare try to open them; but she saw that one of them was open. And she could hear screaming, crying, and feel an emittion of red aura and light coming out from the room.
She walked slowly toward the door, and peeked in just a bit to see what was happening inside the room:
'Is it a boy?'
'... No.'
'Well then it's a girl!'
'No. It's neither.'
She saw a woman, dressed in red and covered in sheets, reach for the bundle that the cloaked figure had held, and it was then that it was handed to her and revealed just what was inside the blanket as she opened her mouth to scream...
Mini shut the door fast before she could see what the woman would do and stared at it for a while, more scared than angry, and shook, clenching her fists as she walked on ahead, her mind still disturbed at what could've happened to the baby...
The next door she saw was the last one up ahead. A bright, white light seemed to be on the other end. She didn't know why, but she ran to it, hoping it was a way out...
But when she opened it... She nearly went blind.
The light was too much.
"... There lived a Wicked Queen in her tower."
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 9:14 am
Rozen smiled down at Luna from her place on the wall. She carefully took the whistle with her lower left arm and pocketed it.
"I understand. Thank you," she replied with sincerity. She then turned her attention back to the task at hand and climbed up the wall.
Between her height and the ease of climbing the building, it took almost no time at all for Rozen to reach the window. She fidgeted with it for a moment, hoping to Kishin it wasn't locked. She really didn't want to cause any more of a commotion than necessary.
Lucky for her, the window was just stuck and with some effort, she managed to wrench it open without breaking anything and writhed inside with almost disturbing fluidity for someone her size.
The room was almost surprsing in its normalcy. There was a little girl in the nearby bed. Was this the Bell Witch? What if it wasn't! What if they'd gone to the wrong house and now Rozen had broken into some random child's bedroom and--!
Rozen tried to calm herself down. Her antennae weren't lying. There were substantial souls in this building--stronger than your run-of-the-mill Death City citizens--souls of meisters and demon weapons. She was in the right house... right?
Rozen tried not to choke, but was having issues with feeling so out of place in the small room. She couldn't even stand up straight without her hat getting smushed against the ceiling. Now that she thought about it; she was essentially the Boogey Man.
The witch deadpanned. Better get back to the mission...
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 10:07 am
Me name's Will Grady.....Wilhelmina Grady Will got ready to jump with the cord wrapped around her for later use, bending her legs and making sure she would land in the right spot. She leaned as if about to thrust her self over the edge a few times as she said,
"One fer tha money; Two fer tha show; T'ree ta get ready AN' FOUR TA GOO!"
She lept over the edge as she said four. Trying to do something of a half-cannonball half-back-flop into the garbage.
She was leaving the outcome of this entirely on the Luck o' the Irish!
And her luck pulled through!
"UHMMPH!" she grunted as she landed hard into the rubbish. She felt her guitar case jab into her back as she landed, leaving her in throbbing pain! "AAhhhhoooow....!!" She rolled onto her side, one hand on her aching spine. A normal person would have said something like- 'Ugh, maaybe not me best idea'. But Will just grinned and said, "WOO! Tha' was a rush, wa'nt it?"
She rose to her knees, slapped a hand on the edge of the dumpster and lept out. She shoved the garbage bags out of the way and started pulling out her belongings. There were a ton of instrument cases and one large duffle bag for clothes and such. As said before, she didn't bring a lot it was just bulky!
"Noow.... back ta Cailem's plaace." She used the steel-wire to bind some of her bags together and put them all on the drum set case, which was on wheels. The guitar case was strapped over her back, her bag in one arm and the cord was held tightly over her shoulder held by her other hand. She gragged it along behind her on her trek back to the appartment.
....maybe she should say something before showing Cylem her hefty luggage. Will had a small voice telling her that her room mate wouldn't be too psyched to have a full band of intruments in their appartment.... that Will prefered to play during the late-night hours.Ireland's Rebellious Spirit .....can ye point me to a pub?
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 10:33 am
Mini Mary Worth
"The Bell Witch"
"Once upon a time..."
She was starting to sweat, and moan, shifting uncomfortably in her sheets as she did so. But every once in a while, she'd relax and drift back to sleep...
In her mind, she found her way out. She was beautiful again! She was young, sweet, and free just like she had knew herself to be!
And she had arrived at the Forest. So thick and fine. And so beautiful, that she nearly fell just looking up at the great, tall branches that stretched out and reached the sky...
"Mary!" cried a voice, not far from her as she turned to look.
She didn't know who it was, only that it was a man; but in her dream, she felt familiar with him, and so she ran, embracing him as he took her in his arms.
"Mary?" he asked, looking into her face as he pulled away from her, "You're not Mary."
"Yes I am!" she cried, reaching forward to kiss him. The man pulled away again.
"No you're not. Where's Mary? Where's my Mary? Who are you? Where's my Mary?"
"I am Mary! I am me! Why won't you look at me! It's me! Please! It's me! Don't go! Please don't go! Don't leave me! Don't leave me! I DON'T WANT TO BE ALONE! PLEASE! DON'T LEAVE ME! DON'T GO!"
And so he left her, fading away as he turned and walked the other way. The forest deteriorated, the skies whitened, and the ground, the rocks, the trees, the tower, everything had scattered away.
... So had she. No longer was she beautiful.
But ugly, small, and frail. Just like her soul.
She was a child again. Stripped and torn of everything she had, and left out in the cold to die.
She had nothing now. She was... alone. Done for...
"Come back... Come back..." she cried, hugging herself as she felt her skin crack and tear.
She kept falling apart. Breaking. She was breaking like a mirror. She tried to piece herself back together, but the younger she got, the more she cried... And cried... And cried...
... And squealed.
"... There lived a Wicked Queen in her tower."
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 1:03 pm
~Nora Levine~  "Cano tasay noni, cano nimono..."
"N-No, it's alright," said Nora as she rubbed her hands together, "I-It's my fault. I'm sorry. I... I didn't know you all that well, and... I think it would be best if we got to know each other first before we connect with one another. That way, I'll know what you're feeling, and you'll know what I'm feeling," said Nora as she followed behind Marcus.
She'd love to show him some of her favorite operas, and explain to him the synopsis and story behind every act and character in the play. She'd got a feeling he'd like Der Freischütz alot. Especially with what happened to Kaspar and the evil one literally named 'Zamiel' the terrible...
"... Valmay sahano NADAAAAAAAAA!!!"
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 1:14 pm
  MARCUS FAUST Strength is not in defense... Marcus waved his finger in the air, getting her to stop talking, "Ok, we are not going to blame a single one of us, to be honest we both are to blame, no doubt about it. But I agree with you, it would be best if we developed some sort of understanding of each other before we try to connect again." He stopped and turned to face her, and with heavy thought he said, "If my assumptions are correct, I believe the thing that will connect us most is music, but we need to find a median between our genres, mine is too heavy for you, and yours is too soft for me, we need something just in the middle."He reached in his pocket, pulling out his keys shoving one of them in the door beside him, unlocking it. "anyway, we are here..." He said as the door to the medium sized red building swung open, and the toasty temperature flooded the area they stood in. ...but in ATTACK!!
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