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 Posted: Mon Apr 23, 2012 9:37 pm
She was not sitting here and watching Wilson cuddle with one girl she barely knew, who was now in tears, one girl she knew she didn't like and one guy she'd never even talked to before. No judgement, but she was too unwanted, too awkward, and too insane.
So she wandered off glumly, looking at the ground. Ami pulled her hood over her head, and wandered away, trying to avoid looking at the cuddle pile as much as she could.
((exit~))
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Posted: Mon Apr 23, 2012 10:11 pm
Vanessa was done with this. She wanted to go home, but where was home? Where was her true home? What've all these people were lying to her, ready to backstab her and feed her to that monstrous bird at any moment? Who knew, it could just come back any time.
Couldn't it?
She didn't know what was impossible and what was possible anymore. She didn't know. Nothing made sense anymore. No one made sense anymore. Everyone here could be a traitor waiting to happen. She couldnt' trust anyone, could she?
:: Vanessa. Vanessa, I'm still here. It's okay, I'm here. :: Volt's voice was soothing in her mind, his usual static coated over so he wouldn't snag on her nerves further. :: It's okay. Maybe a joke will make it better? Okay, so a purple lizard walks up to this-- ::
Vanessa mentally hushed him. Somehow, his collected normality had jarred her at least a little bit, because now she was looking around at her team-mates, and her first thought wasn't that they were going to stab her while her back was turned.
It was a start at least to disposing of the craziness within her.
There was nothing here for her though, not now. There was too much action here. She needed something to clear her head and help her think again.
((Exit (If we're allowed to, anyway. XD;; )))
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Posted: Mon Apr 23, 2012 10:55 pm
Molly squeaked lightly as Dakota backed into her, hands reaching out to try and steady the young man as her brows furrowed. “ It’s alright, Dakota.” She replied, smiling up at the Moon Hunter. Oh dear. Poor thing just looked so…so lost. Lost and injured. “ Um…nooo…I didn’t need to talk to just Miss Clerise um…pardon me for interrupting! I’m really sorry if I did, but uh…you two should go to the infirmary now, alright? Please? Pretty please? I really think you both should…like now, if it’s convenient, and um, I’ll help if you need it!” Since Dakota was bleeding all over the place, Molly wasn’t exactly sure he could make it by himself. She reached out tentatively to wrap an arm around the taller man’s waist, mindful of his wound, and gave a reassuring squeeze as she beamed up at him. “ It’s going to be okay.” She assured. “ Oh…! Did you also want to hear the nickname I thought of for you?” Maybe to get his mind off of stuff.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 12:01 am
Clerise was still in one piece, and that was a blessing, at least. It didn't feel like one. "..........................." There was something in her mind, and no matter how hopeful she got that something was there, speaking to her...the broken watch in her pocket was evidence enough that it was not her Captain. In a moment of cold fury, Clerise twirled a finger around a smaller vine protruding from her shoulder, yanking it out with a low hiss, eyes shutting. After a deep inhalation, she opened her eyes again, a look of vague...boredom on her face. She gave the same look to Molly. Clerise inspected the vine in her hand, slim and coated in dried blood. "Sounds like a good a place as any." Focus. Compartmentalize. Move on. She died three years ago, you know--Red eyes didn't miss Molly's hands on Dakota, her movements gentle and kind and sweet. If that was what he wanted, then the brat had another thing coming. What you see is what you ******** get. She reached down for a place within her that would let her be similar, to be feminine and soft and kind and mothering in a way that wasn't loud and boastful. There was nothing. I'm sure if you were here you'd call me over-dramatic. The realization doesn't ******** help.Without a word, Clerise turned on her heel to go find the Infirmary. [[ exit ]]
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 12:23 am
Dakota blinked at Molly as she took his waist in her smaller frame. He'd applaud her sweetness if it didn't seem like she did it out of treating him like a ********, he was really messed up, and sleep was the first thing he needed. Okay wound healed or whatever and then sleep. Then maybe whatever complex he was having about being one of the youngest memebers would just...fade away.
He looked back at Clerise as she tugged the vine out and winced. ********, Clerise what the ******** were you doing?
"Clerise..." Dakota's voice came out in a stern but annoyed like...voice. Something he wasn't use to actually. he didn't want to see her voluntarily just...hurt herself like that. And it annoyed him to see her shut down like that. He knew she did it when she faced something tough. He remembered. Like when she told him about her battle with the four horsemen before this whole fiasco happened.
He leaned on Molly again and nodded. "Fine, okay infirmary. Thanks Molly but...I think I can just..." ******** pain man, why did it have to hurt so much. "If you want to take us over Sweet and Petite, I'd be much oblige-" He broke off again as Clerise stalked off. What the hell!!?!?
"Clerise!" He moved to follow after the hunter. Too bad he needed Molly to keep him and moving as he dragged her along with him. "Hey Red, Don't just- ******** man, she looks pissed. Did I do something wrong?" Whatever it was, he didn't know! he wanted to fix it, he wanted things to go back to normal. He wanted his ******** friend to cuddle with and share some hot kisses.
He wanted to talk to her and hear her joke to him. Stupid but that's what he needed. Truly, he needed someone who saw it like he did. He wanted his friend god damn it.
His head thrummed with the whispering again, his hand going to rub his temples. "I don't think....She wants to be around me anymore huh? Must be because I am some lame kid...haha" He looked at Molly with a apologetic smile, "Nevermind, off to the infirmary we go...I wanted to say though Molly, It's good to see you alive." He habitually twirled a curl of hers and tugged before sighing. "Man....".
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 12:45 am
Molly swallowed nervously as Clerise regarded her with…something less than a warm look. She had interrupted something, hadn’t she? She didn’t mean to be a bother she really didn’t…she then gasped as she just yanked a vine out, a hand covering her mouth briefly. Hazel eyes darted anxiously back and forth between the red head and Dakota. Molly made a motion to reach out for Clerise as she then took off on her own, but any motion or words on her half were halted as Dakota started to drag her along. Well…as long as they both got there and attended to, that was all Molly could hope for. “ I…I don’t think so!” The Misty tried to assure him, biting her lip momentarily as she helped him along to the infirmary. “… I just…no. No, Dakota, it’s not because you’re a lame child. That’s not true at all, so don’t even think that, alright? I think…I think everyone’s just really tired and in pain.” She hoped. She smiled up at him again anyways, as he mentioned how he was glad to see her. Was he really? That was sure nice…if she hadn’t ruined whatever moment seemed to be happening. “ Thank you. That means a lot to me.” She murmured. “ I’m really glad you’re here and up too.” Couldn’t say he was okay exactly, but they were working on it.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 5:44 am
Bix hadn't slept more than 20 minutes when his body roused itself. He was still filthy, wearing shredded clothes, and he hadn't even crawled under the covers of the bunk he'd thrown himself on top of. Mina was silent for now, perhaps also needing a rest, but it didn't stop the occasional whisper from turning his head. He wasn't used to it, the Insanity, and still reacted like something was sneaking up behind him. He needed a shower. Sleep, it seemed, would wait until later. He shuffled through bunks and bodies until he was stopped by a voice. "He hates me." she sniffled, "He hates me and he's never coming back."It stopped him in his tracks. The normally patient albino stopped and gave Cass, bundled between two boys, a severe look. "What dumb thing are you and Marcus doing now?" he was two seconds from snatching the phone from her hand and reading her messages. Notice he specified that they were both probably being stupid.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 8:07 am
Cass flinched away from the look that Bix gave her, a complete bundle of exposed nerves. Well, exposed nerves that were hiding underneath a blanket.
"Like you care." she snipped back at him. "You'd like to see me sad. Don't deny it! You've just been waiting for the day I get thrown completely out of my element so I can suffer." She hissed that last word through her teeth. "That's why you took me to that place. You wanted to see what I'd do. You wanted to. I know you did. You wanted to see what happens when little Cass sees some goddamned ghosts." she half clutched the phone, actually shoving it down her shirt.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 8:21 am
"I have a phone too. I know you're off your rocker Cass but you are acting stupid. ACTUAL PEOPLE DIED." Apparently his own nerves were just as frayed. "You should be clinging to every bit of love you have. And at least you HAVE IT." The only girl on the island who ever overtly expressed affection for him had been turned into a bug filled meat puppet. He fought the urge to be sick and closed his eyes for a few seconds. Bix pulled out his cellphone and started typing a text to Marcus. He spoke it aloud so she could hear what he was saying. iStoleYurVamps Cass is acting crazy. I don't know where you are or what you are doing but if you are acting crazy too then you better get your s**t together. Do all that sweet s**t together that both of you are supposed to do. All this crying and whining is so stupid when in a day you'll both be throwing yourselves at eachother. Be grateful you guys have anyone at all. Bix hit send, the length probably going through to Marcus as several messages. He eyed Cass sharply, clearly upset and annoyed. He didn't know what happened to her during the battles but it didn't mean everyone else didn't go through the same thing. He was feeling a lack of sympathy. But she was one of his closest friends and after a few moments he softened, especially at her accusations. "I never did anything like that on purpose. And there wasn't even anything there anyway." He crouched and held her face, even when it seemed like she was going to flinch away from him. "I'm going to take a shower. You are stronger than all this and you know Marcus and you are lovey dovey meant to be. So just ignore it.." He motioned to all of their muddled heads. "Or try okay?"
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Toshihiko Two rolled 8 4-sided dice:
4, 2, 4, 2, 3, 2, 2, 1
Total: 20 (8-32)
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 8:24 am
Harrison nodded once.
He didn't actually expect there to be an afterwards.
B0nez seemed especially frustrated at that thought. JUST LET ME LOOK AT IT, he yelled. All the runes along his swords were lit up, and the eyesockets of B0nez's half-mechanical skull were ablaze.
Okay, Harrison said finally, "B0nez wants to take a look, give me a second."
Harrison hesitated, then unzipped his jacket, pushing up the smurf shirt slightly. Plants coiled underneath his skin, moving over his ribs and side, and flowers had forced their way painfully out of the arrow wound. They rubbed him raw every time he shifted.
He crushed the flower with the flat of the blade, and and electricity shot up his body.
It didn't feel nice. But the plants didn't like it either, and while Harrison concentrated on not biting his tongue in half, a few of them were vomited like eels onto the floor.
Satisfied? He thought.
Needs another charge, B0nez determined.
Harrison glared at the vines on the floor, then headed to the infirmary.
[exit]
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 8:48 am
Rep wasn't entirely sure what Harrison was up to as he tugged up his shirt, and winced slightly at the sight of the plants, getting a sudden twinge of sympathetic pain where they still lingered in his own injuries. He could stand the sight of them, but what he couldn't stand was seeing them /move/ as they were rejected, leaping back about a foot from them, looking horrified.
"That's ******** GROSS man." he shuddered, trying to remind himself, plants. Plants. Not snakes. Plants.
He brushed at his clothes reflexively as if somehow he had gotten mysterious invisi-snakes on him. Augh. Be cool. The vines were plants.
He gave the vines a WIDE berth as he stepped around them to follow to the infirmary
[EXIT]
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 8:55 am
"Boo hoo, poor Bix acting like the only love that counts is the kissy-face kind. Any other sort of feeling just isn't as good." Venom, a spite that Cass had never expressed before seeped into her voice. She'd been angry, but she'd never actually been flat out hateful. Not like this.
She pulled away from him almost immediately when he touched her, stumbling out of the blankets, her phone clattering to the ground. In a moment of outright violence she smashed it underneath her foot in a purposeful gesture. No phone, no messages. All Marcus would do is message her that she didn't need him to try and make himself feel better. She didn't want those messages. She didn't need this stupid phone.
She didn't need any of them. They didn't need her.
"Stop LYING TO ME!" her fingers began to curl in her hair as she grabbed it in both of her fists. "I'M JUST A MEANS TO AN END, JUST AS I'VE ALWAYS BEEN. ALWAYS USED. I MEAN NOTHING. NOTHING AS A PERSON, I AM NOT A PERSON. I AM A TOOL, A THING. NOBODY LOVES ME EVEN THOUGH ALL I WANT TO DO IS GIVE THEM LOVE.
MY LOVE DOESN'T ******** COUNT! I AM A WALKING WEAPON.
THAT'S ALL I'M GOOD FOR." Her voice continued to elevate, laced with stress and anger. "WHAT WOULD YOU KNOW? PEOPLE LOVE YOU AND YOU CAN'T EVEN APPRECIATE IT WHEN IT IS GIVEN BECAUSE IT'S NOT THE KIND YOU WANT." She continued to scream, but after that point it was a garbled mess. Even after her voice began to crack she just became more and more shrill, and in her head Nicodemus was trying to calm her down.
Because the last time Cass had begun to flip her s**t like this she'd blown her head clean off.
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 9:35 am
Aleister was watching with wide eyes as Bix and Cass fought. "Ahh.... you're making it worse." Truth be told he was getting nervous as the yelling continued.
He frowned looking considerably worried over all this. He really didn't know what to say, much less what to do to fix this. He didn't like the screaming at all. He eventually stood up and looked at both of them. "Oi you guys need to cool off."
He saw something move from the corner of his eye and he squeaked stumbling over the bunk he'd just gotten off of. Almost falling on his face. "Nnn.... Forget it, I give up."
He got up and shook his head, "I'm going to go find some flashlights." He headed off, to who knows where muttering "Stupid shadows keep moving on me..." He paused, "Come on Syd. I need help finding those flashlights."
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 9:37 am
Dakota slid a glance at the redhead holding him up.
"Don't worry Molly, You don't have to nice about it." He rubbed the ever growing and blinding headache coming up. "Look, I already am getting use to it okay. I'm just a kid, what can a kid do? Its understandable that she would leave without a word. Its understandable that I could expect that. ********, Its just so ******** understandable isn't it?!?!" He laughed.
God he was being REALLY pathetic right now.
"You'll have to tell me that nickname next time we meet Sweet and Petite..." He pushed himself up and off her, letting her hand go. "For now though, why don't you go check on everyone else? I can get to the infirmary alright." He moved away from her. It was a wobbly path and he was so tired.
Just so ******** tired of everything.
"Haha. I'm just being a selfish little brat aren't I Chama?"
He winced at Chama's harsh tone. I can't be a Ki-
He breathed in...
He heard the words, he really did.
It was just a matter of really listening to her.
Hard to do when she fuzzed out between whispers of the damned.
He headed to the infirmary. hopefully he could drown out this...whatever it was with rest.
((Exiting))
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Posted: Tue Apr 24, 2012 9:45 am
Eventually, Before spotted Tori and half ran, half tripped on his way to where she was amidst the crowd of exhausted Hunters. "Story! Story! Oh thank God you're okay!" he breathed in relief, just throwing his arms around her without thinking. Then he quickly let go, realizing that he may be hurting her more than helping and. Well. She might take his concern the wrong way and misinterpret him and-
Someone's not very honest with themselves~
Not right now, Vanna. He mentally growled.
"S-Story, let's get those plants looked at, okay?" he suggested, gesturing towards the Infirmary. But before they could leave, someone screaming their ******** head off reached Before's ears. Bristling at the pitch and tone and seeing that most of the rage was directed at his Bro, the brunette Misty suddenly found his feet taking him towards Cass.
"Christ on a cracker, what the <********> are you complaining about love for?!" he yelled at her in complete disgust and confusion.
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