Jack damnit, he knew it had been Yin, he had seen him! Alexander glanced at the door for only a brief moment before plunging through and beginning his ascent up the stairs. Already the weremantis was lost to his sight, but he was determined to catch up to him, to confirm with his two eyes that he was alive and that okay.
"Yin!" He tried to call out again, only to be startled to realize...he couldn't even hear it. In fact, he couldn't hear anything! A look of desperation took over Alexander's face.
He had to catch him.
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Current HP remaining: 3/50 Character kingdom: Creation/Om Character's Miasma Colour: Green Character description:b tall, pale skin, dark hair, red eyed dhampire in some kind of thieves garb idk Steps taken: 14
Her hearing was gone and it was an odd feeling. She watched as others around her gestured and made faces but she could not for the life of her understand a thing they were saying. So she simply continued up. The Voice echoed in her mind and she shuddered; wanting to turn back. It didn't seem like it was going to get any better the further up she went. She pushed herself forward. It was too late to turn back now.
Curse this strange and foreign body, and curse how very weak he currently felt. His daggers power to increase speed no longer appeared to be able to aid him, for whatever reason their magic no longer working now that he was in the tower.
Still, he had a reason to go on, he needed to see him again. That fleeting glance had not been enough.
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Current HP remaining: 3/50 Character kingdom: Creation/Om Character's Miasma Colour: Green Character description:b tall, pale skin, dark hair, red eyed dhampire in some kind of thieves garb idk Steps taken: 37
Unable to hear anything (or anyone) behind him, Yin continued to move one step at a time, hyper-aware of anything in his line of vision, but nothing behind him. Then finally, a voice. The Voice. Yes, yes he dared raise his claws. He was not real, not fully. The Voice had created this him, but he did not have to merely accept that. There had to be more to this.
Listening to The Voice had slowed his steps slightly so now he moved forward, picking up his pace. The faster he found it the faster something, anything, would happen.
Kashi made his way upwards. He'd let go of Molan's hand so as to no pull him up the stairs. He prayed the young girl was keeping up too. His eyes moved upwards. They had a long way to go, and answers waited at the top. He hoped.
She moved as quickly as possible up the stairs; wanting to catch up to the others to finish what they'd started.
Steps: 63/100
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20, 9Total: 29 (2-40)
Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2013 10:31 pm
[Entering the tower]
Hearing? His hearing would go? Well... that was fine, there were few words left. He only hesitated a moment before stepping within. The ever quiet patter of his steps now dimmed further, no longer even a tap as he moved up toward the steps, his pace even with Kashiyoru. He didn't want to leave him, working to keep pace as he briefly caught the man's hand with a look.
He hadn't any words, the loss of sound wasn't really a concern of his. It was an end, they both knew it. No they all did. Peace with with him as he moved up, attempting to ignore the deep seated pit that threatened to grow.
Yes... he was happy, but something... somehow it was wrong. Why? As if something he had forgotten threatened to show itself...
Chirigami
Masshiro
b***h I will leave you in my dust. I mean ilu~ Holding hands. TOTES
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Name: Molan Current HP remaining: 50/50 Steps: 29 of 100 Character kingdom: Silver Character's Miasma Colour: Silver Character description: There is no real life left in the faded blue eyes. The bright brilliant blue now a grayed hue almost. He was covered in a pale gray garb, a scarf wound loosely to create a hood. His face shadowed. His clothing was simple, so simplistic. His hair loose in the back. There were no ties, and little beauty was left. Merely the white haired man waiting for the end. He cares not for your battle, it's obvious such things no longer matter.
Olivia hadn't seen the sign on the door as they trio passed through it, mostly lost in her own thoughts and trying to keep up with the two men ahead of her. They walked at a decent pace, but she was still smaller and often looking at the ground in thought.
She didn't really want to, but it was hard to stop thoughts from weeding in and causing her to pout.
The lack of sound hit her well, her head picking up to see if the other two had noticed. It was like a wall but not even an echo, not even their shoes or anything.
"Molan?" She called out, but she couldn't even hear herself. She could feel herself speak, but ... nothing.
She grew worried. What of they forgot her? What if at the end of all this, with them being together... they forgot her because she lagged behind. Olivia pushed herself forward, not wanting any of that.
Stairs were irritating. In no world in any realm would Alexander ever be a fan of stairs. Whoever invented stairs could die, and stay dead for that matter.
But then, ahead of him, he thought he caught a glimpse of something. Fabric, perhaps even a clawed hand.... His hurried steps caused him to stumble, and he caught himself with a hand to the wall. Was there any chance at all he could possibly catch up to him?
The voice boomed in his head, making him jump after so much stark silence. It was ignored, however. He didn't give a minipet poop over whatever that voice had to say, whatever threats it gave. He was just here to bring his friends home, and he was going to do it.
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Current HP remaining: 3/50 Character kingdom: Creation/Om Character's Miasma Colour: Green Character description:b tall, pale skin, dark hair, red eyed dhampire in some kind of thieves garb idk Steps taken: 56
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5, 13Total: 18 (2-40)
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2013 10:36 pm
He continued onward, walking as swiftly as possible as he did. He... it was calling, that echoing noise in his head. It felt like something lifted his spirits a bit as he did, almost an eagerness.
Something he hadn't felt since he died. A wish to accomplish something? Hadn't he just wanted an end? Why did the heavens beckon to him so? He let his brow knit as he continued on, the shadow that seemed to loom growing larger.
A mixed feeling, wanting to know, but also... what else was there? What... what had he forgotten?
Chirigami
GO GO OLIVIA~
Masshiro
He's eager to die. Didn't you read his death?
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Name: Molan Current HP remaining: 50/50 Steps: 47 of 100 Character kingdom: Silver Character's Miasma Colour: Silver Character description: There is no real life left in the faded blue eyes. The bright brilliant blue now a grayed hue almost. He was covered in a pale gray garb, a scarf wound loosely to create a hood. His face shadowed. His clothing was simple, so simplistic. His hair loose in the back. There were no ties, and little beauty was left. Merely the white haired man waiting for the end. He cares not for your battle, it's obvious such things no longer matter.
Molan walked along side Kashi for a short time, in silance. Kashi watched as the girl cut in front. 'Did she just move IN FRONT of ME!?' Kashi moved faster.
He was concentrating so hard on his movements, on how the thief would move, not how Alex the zombie who would never be caught running up stairs. Concentrating so hard, that he actually didn't even realize that he had actually caught up to Yin.
And then passed him by two steps before stopping, turning slowly....
....and staring. Possibly quite creepily.
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Current HP remaining: 3/50 Character kingdom: Creation/Om Character's Miasma Colour: Green Character description:b tall, pale skin, dark hair, red eyed dhampire in some kind of thieves garb idk Steps taken: 86
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15, 10Total: 25 (2-40)
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2013 10:40 pm
A few more steps as he tried to catch up to Kashiyoru, who had seemed to dash ahead. Perhaps he had practice from the gold kingdom... there were a lot of stairs.
But the third step in a voice echoed in his head.
Fight against him? He had no intention, he merely searched for an end. For it to be over, for his small shard of happiness to last until then. It was all he desired, all he yearned for. He was a pawn made to be destroyed, he wanted for nothing. You want it all... we do. The voice in his head cooed at him, seeming to send a chill down his spine as it did. He glanced around, not sure how he had heard it. His own voice... forgotten. That...
You're still so foolish. I gave you your goodbye.
No. No... it was nothing. He needed to keep going. He pushed forward, hands raising to cover his ears as he did. He heard nothing, he had given it up, he couldn't. Ignore it, it was just the voice. Yes... the voice was toying with them.
He didn't want to rule. Forgive him for that.
Chirigami
Brother still loves you a little it's ok.
Masshiro
Say bye bye to your happy.
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Name: Molan Current HP remaining: 50/50 Steps: 73 of 100 Character kingdom: Silver Character's Miasma Colour: Silver Character description: There is no real life left in the faded blue eyes. The bright brilliant blue now a grayed hue almost. He was covered in a pale gray garb, a scarf wound loosely to create a hood. His face shadowed. His clothing was simple, so simplistic. His hair loose in the back. There were no ties, and little beauty was left. Merely the white haired man waiting for the end. He cares not for your battle, it's obvious such things no longer matter.
