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 Posted: Mon Oct 08, 2012 2:42 am
Raising an eyebrow, a flicker of a smile passed over Nightengale's lips. “You're right. Let me try the remix," he purred smoothly while crossing his arms over his chest. “You, dear Artemis, stated things exactly as you meant for it to be said. Since you see one body, you automatically go into the idea of one person. While you find Nightengale as a sarcastic and annoying pest, you find the playful and free-spirited Nightsong attractive. But then there's Pardonner, the sweet, timid and very fragile one and you find him easy go pick on. Even if there's multiple personas, there's one body so it's always considered that each of those personas are all just fragments of one person. Based on that logic, I told you to go screw yourself, ya selfish, sadistic bxtch! How's that for ya?”
Continuing on towards the doorway, he kept his arms crossed over his chest while marching away from the female. Nightsong was yelling at him to turn back and apologize, but he wasn't going to. He had been hurt by her words and wanted her to experience the pain of words. And then there was Pardonner who was just making unintelligible squeaks and mumbles since he was afraid of the repercussions of Nightengale's words.
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Posted: Mon Oct 08, 2012 4:04 am
Artemis could feel her anger building up once more, and her eyes went a few shades darker. "Sadistic b***h just about sums it up, Nightengale." She growled lowly, turning around to slam the door of the roof behind him. She crossed her arms and closed her eyes, tilting her head back. "Calm Artemis.. He just want to see a reaction.." She murmured to herself, before walking over to the ledge of the roof once more. She climbed on the ledge before sitting down, crossing her ankles and opening her eyes to gaze around the night sky. She realized she probably should start thinking more before she spoke, it was so easy to tick off Nightengale. And that led to her being mad. And that led to pain.
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2012 1:36 am
“Don't forget selfish, sweetcheeks. So long as it meets your standards you're one happy chickadee, but as soon as something doesn't go according to plan, you're pretty damn pissy," Nightengale hissed only to stop by Gage and Twillah's room. Letting a dark smile pass over his face, he uncrossed his arms from over his chest and kicked the door of it's hinges. “Morning, ladies~ Interact a little with people besides each other. I thought you were supposed to be having a family reunion and not a make-out session.”
Gage, being the unprepared incubus he was, jolted awake as the door hit against the wall a few feet from the bed. Hearing Nightengale's words, he raised an eyebrow rather groggily while trying to figure out if he was acting like himself. He didn't seem like the guy whom they'd met earlier, but rather far darker and irritable. “What crawled up his arse?” he grumbled while rubbing his eyes.
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 1:44 pm
Artemis heard him continue to insult her as he made his way through the house, but she simply ignored him, her eyes moving from the sky down to her land. Scanning everything, something seemed to catch her blood red eyes near the small dark lake that was located there, but even in her enhanced vision, she couldn't tell what it was from this height. With a sigh, she slid off the ledge and stood up, walking towards the door of the roof, and making her way to her room to grab her coat so she could go and investigate. Luckily, her room was in the opposite wing from the temporary room Twillah and Gage were in, so she wouldn't have to pass Nightengale and become even more angered.
Twillah's eyes opened as she heard all the commotion, and she sat up with a low growl, looking towards the doorway with her blue gaze. She heard Nightengale say something about a family reunion and make-out session and she narrowed her eyes. "As I seem to recall, you were rather busy yourself. So how about you shut up and let us sleep." She grumbled. It was rather unusual for Twillah to be mean, considering she was almost always sweet and nice to everyone, but she didn't like this male's new attitude.
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 2:23 pm
“Different guy altogether, Twix Mix. We may look alike, but I'm not him. You may call me Nightengale. The first guy you met was Nightsong. No worries though. Everyone confuses Pardonner, Nightsong and I for each other. We're like fxcking triplets after all," Nightengale retorted before walking a bit further into the room. Letting his gaze shift between the two for a moment, he finally just rolled his eyes while flipping the bed on it's side with his foot.
Fortunately for Twillah, Gage's tail slipped around her waist as his feet remained on the bed yet his hands hit the wall as soon as the bed was shoved towards the wall. “Ow... What the heck is your issue?” he growled through gritted teeth as it started quickly becoming obvious that his incubus strength wouldn't last much longer against Nightengale's strength.
“I'm in a pissy mood and need someone to pick on. You two seemed easier to pick on than Artemis so I deliberately came here to do just that while venting my irritation. Does it hurt, little incubus?” the male snickered as his eyes flickered a deep fiery gold coloration. Gage just responded with a 'tch' while gently setting Twillah on her feet on the floor.
“Move out of the way please. He doesn't exactly seem like he cares if he crushes us or not, but I'd rather you not get crushed.”
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 4:46 pm
Twillah growled lowly, running over to Nightengale and shoving him. She balled up her hands into fists, glaring at him, which was odd considering her eyes still held her sweet side in them. "I'll ask you nicely to get out now, or I'll go get Artemis and she can deal with you. I'm sure she will come up with something creative to torture you with." She said coldly, pointing to the door.
Artemis on the other hand was already outside, walking down one of the many dark paths that led to the lake. She hummed lightly to herself, a sweet sound that didn't seem to fit in the eerie scene. Tucking her hands into her crimson red pea coat, she peered through the trees where the lake could be seen, illuminated by the moon. Artemis could see something that seemed to be standing be the lake side, or should she say someone. Walking a little further, she crept up behind what she could now tell was a male figure, sniffing the air. "Ahh.. Christian. You're a face I didn't expect to see around here again.." She murmured, as the pale male turned around. It was easy to tell that he was of the same species. His eyes were a bright amber, standing out against his pale skin and dark chocolate hair.
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 12:22 am
“Oh no~ Whatever shall I do should Artemis be called? Oh yeah! Have a fxckin' giggle fest. I ain't scared of Artemis and I sure as hell ain't scared of you two," Nightengale started in mock fear, his hand gently resting against his cheek before ending up tapping his fist into the opposite hand as if he'd come to a realization. Shortly after doing his mock fear-mock realization, Nightengale dropped his foot down on the side of the bed just so it landed on all fours again whereas Gage hit the ground in a hard thud.
“Shut up, Nightsong! I don't give ten flying fxcks about what your bxtch of a girlfriend is doing with that other male presence! And you, Pardonner, quit fxckin' whining about the repercussions of my actions. Ooh~ The basement's so freaking terrifying. Grow a set you big baby!” he snapped while shoving Twillah off to the side and stomping his way out of the room. His irritation was just growing worse as he was forced to listen to the stuttering pleas of Pardonner and the questioning of Nightsong. If only he could separate the three of them without damaging anything...
“Ouch... My knees, tail and arms are killing me now. Think something about Artemis or himself is bugging him? I mean, he smelled of the same guy from earlier, but his aura changed... Multiple personality disorder? Bipolar? Just completely insane?” Gage grumbled as he raised himself up off of the floor enough to where he could crawl over the bed while remaining stretched out on his stomach. And he'd probably have to fix the small indentations and holes his hands left in the wall thanks to the other male in the house. He could tell the other hadn't really been trying whatsoever and yet the incubus had to use all the strength he had in his arms and legs to keep Twillah from getting crushed for just the few seconds it'd taken for the bed to get flipped and shoved towards the wall.
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2012 12:54 pm
Twillah growled lowly as he pushed her aside as if she was nothing. "Listen here you big doody head. I don't know who you think you are. But you need to get out!" She yelled, her face turning an odd shade of red. 'Relax Twillah. He just wants a reaction..' She thought to herself, before smiling. She realized something, he seemed to be having an inner turmoil. Well.. Maybe.. If she could get one of his inner personalities to come out, he would leave? It was worth a shot. "Nightsong better hope it's not Christian.. That was Artemis's old lover~ partner in crime.." She muttered, walking over to stand in front of him again, her blue eyes flaring.
Artemis crossed her arms slightly as Christian faced her, and flashed her his usual smile. "Oh don't give me that. What do you want?" She muttered, running a hand through her long hair and narrowing her deep eyes at him. "My my Artemis, I must say you look smashing. But why makes you think I came here because I want something..?" He asked, his tone smooth as an amused smile tugged at his lips. "Because I haven't seen you in years. And you don't just show up to catch up." She muttered, her tone now slightly annoyed. She could sense her sisters annoyance, but she wanted to find out what he was doing here first.
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2012 2:52 am
“Lover? What do y-? Shut up! I'm not letting you out until that stupid broad understands that we're not the same people. I don't care if she finds me irritating or this little tramp finds me annoying. She started this bxtch fest by what she said and now she's going to suffer the conse-. B-but she said it kind of just came out like word vomit l-like most of the things you say, Nightengale. She d-didn't mean to say- But she did, Pardonner. She's been lying through her teeth to gain our trust. She's just like dad and do you remember all the torment we suffered because of him? Do you think Nightsong can handle-? Shut up, Nightengale... Just shut up..." the male started off in a curious tone before snapping again followed by the stutters of a timid individual. It was an inner war and none of the three were actually winning the fight. He just simply stopped moving as the flames that lit up his eyes began flickering quickly between the calm Nightsong, the timid Pardonner and the rebellious fiery-tempered Nightengale that made up the one male as their debate continued on in their head.
“Wow... Do you think it was a good idea to send him into mental warfare with himself?” Gage asked as his wings carried him over to where Twillah was standing before the male made up of three entities. He'd only heard rumors of what might happen should a powerful demon enter mental warfare with his or her self, but he'd never personally encountered it. Seeing as how the other male started twitching slightly, he didn't know what to expect any more than he had before which was nothing. The three separate parts of one being could only go so far before starting to hurt each other's sanity. Hadn't there been a movie made about separate identities being one singular individual convicted of murder? The guy had been considered mentally insane because of these identities, but would it count as the same for this Nightsong fellow? Or would he be considered Nightengale or Pardonner now? He wasn't sure what to call him anymore.
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2012 5:08 am
Twillah shrugged her shoulders slightly, glancing up at Gage. "Well I don't really know.. I was trying to get him - or them, to shut up and get out.." She murmured, watching the male curiously. Okay, so maybe she didn't think this through very well. But she was mad. And when Twillah got mad, she didn't think very clearly.
Artemis didn't wait for an explanation from Christian. Instead she turned on her heels and started walking back to the house, sensing something wrong. In a few moments though, her walk quickly turned into a sprint, and she was out of the sight of Christian in seconds. The tall male was left there with a confused expression but that didn't last for long, he made his way towards the house at a casual pace. Artemis however was standing in Twillah's room in a matter of seconds, staring at the twitching male. "What happened..?" She asked, her eyes moving to Twillah and Gage.
"Um.. Well.. I kind of sent him into a mental warfare.." Twillah muttered, lookin down to avoid the death glare she was now receiving from her sister.
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2012 1:39 pm
“He tried to crush us first so she had every right to snap off into him. Unfortunately, he keeps switching between a calm and collected persona he calls Nightsong, a pissy persona he calls Nightengale and a timid, stuttering persona he calls Pardonner. What the heck is his issue? ... And why is his arm starting up in a purplish-red flame?" Gage added from where he was, his hands rubbing his arms so as to ease some of the achiness out of them. It wasn't long before he could hear the hollowed out echoes of two separate voices speaking in unison with each other yet speaking unintelligibly. Glancing over to Nightsong's body, his brow furrowed as the other male moved his hands up to the sides of his head in short, jerky motions.
“Not again... Please not again... You can't keep doing that to fix all of our problems...” was the only intelligible words that could be heard aloud from the three-in-one male although it made no sense.
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2012 8:52 pm
Artemis shook her head, trying to comprehend the situation before her. She shifted her deep red gaze to the male, walking up to him. "Nightsong, Nightengale, Pardonner, whoever, calm down." She murmured, debating on what to do now. She had never been in this situation before.
Twillah frowned slightly, leaning against gage as she watched Artemis. She felt bad that she had caused this, but he had made her mad. Now she just hoped this wouldn't get blown out of proportion.
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Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2012 3:01 am
“Calm down? You want us to calm down? How can I calm down when you're deliberately pissing me off? H-how can I c-c-calm down when h-he's freaking out? How can I calm down when you can so easily turn into how my father was? How are we supposed take such a thing?” the trio questioned while partly shying away from Artemis. Nightsong's eyes continued to carry on the flickers between the three personas; one second seeming an angry golden-yellow, another second as one that feared what would happen next and the last saddened by the very thought of someone becoming something he could barely handle the first time. “You don't even know what to call us right now so you flounder in hopes of catching each of our attention. W-we always were a-and always will be the same person... While some of us might not wish to be the same person, we are still Nightsong through to the core... And that can never change no matter what we do nor how hard we try... Fantasy is always better than reality...”
“So Nightsong is his real name, but he's developed multiple personalities from what I'm guessing was a bad experience with his dad? Nightengale is the darkness floating about in his being, or the demon on his left shoulder, while Pardonner is the light floating about in his being, or the angel on his right. I'm gonna need a shrink if I'm getting this explanation wrong,” Gage mumbled softly so only Twillah could hear him while scratching the side of his neck. The incubus was going to go crazy if they didn't come down on an answer soon. Part of him was shouting at Artemis to get the male to a psychiatric ward as soon as was possible.
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Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2012 4:46 am
Artemis growled lowly before slapping the male right across the face, not bothering to hold back her strength. "You know damn well that I know who you are!! I didn't really want to call you one person in case you blew the fxck up on me again!!" She yelled, her eyes now burning. "Fine. If you want to have a mental warfare with yourself Nightsong, go ahead. But leave me out of it. I'm tired of the disrespect." She muttered, before turning away from him and leaving the room, almost running straight into Christian who was now standing in the doorway casually. Artemis made her way to the study- or more like stomped, trying to control her anger. Yeah, slapping him may not have been the best idea, but he seemed to need a little reminder.
Christian on the other hand smirked as Artemis passed him, looking at the of male whom he didn't understand. "Well you've done it now." He muttered, before looking at Twillah. "Long time no see." His voice was smooth as he greeted the girl, and his smirk vanished from his face.
"It hasn't been long enough." Twillah responded, narrowing her eyes at the male. It was clear that there was tension, partly because of what Christian had done in the past. She glanced up at Gage, and have him a nod, indicating she agreed with his statement, although she really had no clue what was going on.
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Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2012 3:03 pm
Simply looking down at the floor when Artemis had slapped him, the three returned to being relatively quiet until Christian started to speak. “That stung a little. I like~ Th-that hurt... Nightengale, stop changing your mind. You're pissing even me off. Hey, I'm not changing my mind whatsoever. The bxtch pisses me off in which I say for you to drop her to the curb and do it quick. The S&M, however, is kinda kinky. I-isn't that the same th-thing as ch-ch-changing his mind? Kind of, Pardonner,” the trio started up again while ignoring Gage facepalming and Twillah and Christian's brief exchange. “So how do we settle this? W-we have always known th-that we're just parts of him and w-we can never really be our o-own person so we should just go by Nightsong. He sh-should make his own decisions. Eep! I don't want to be part of him again! I mean, yea, we were stronger as a whole than separated, but he chose to separate us to endure- We all know why I did it, but we're no longer there let alone at risk of losing our memory of our father. So we're no longer necessary... I'm confused now... So we were only convenient for you to remain whole, memories and all? That's not- Yes it is! Fxck you, Nightsong. I... I actually agree with Nightengale on this one... Pardonner, that's not... Damnit! Thanks a big jiffy lot, Twidget... Now they aren't even hearing me out. You and your sister just had to enter the shxtstorm.”
“Lord Almighty, I'm getting a headache trying to decipher their-his-their argument. Just take him to a psychiatric ward already. And you, just go back to wherever you came from. I don't like your scent and this guy right here's frustrating enough as it is,” Gage partly groaned only to make a shooing motion with his hand at Christian. Where were those exorcists who were always trying to chase him away from the material world when he needed energy to deal with morons and creepers? There was always the option of letting his flirtatiousness take over to see if he'd scare the man away.
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