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Posted: Sun Jun 14, 2009 6:47 pm
The hoots of owls and strange whispers fill the air. Everything is dark except for a faint glow of a little lantern.
Azura: *Awakens, looks around stunned and confused* Where the hell am I, what happened? curses. *flashes of memories come from nowhere. A woman screams, blood, a load crash, than darkness. everything is all jumbled* Did I die? I feel weird, unnatural. *stands up* I can't remember what happened before I woke up. This is strange. I must have died. That explains the memory. What am I stuck with now? *looks around* This forest is very dark and almost supernatural. *looks at lantern* Well at least I have this, kind of handy. Well I guess I better try to find a better place to stay then by this old tree. *starts walking east* What a weird place to end up, doesn't seem to be a soul around. *hears a crunching noise* Now this latern isn't so handy. *lantern suddenly goes out* what!? did I do that. Weird. *ducks behind a tree and waits*
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Posted: Wed Jun 24, 2009 9:45 pm
RP with toxiin in the main thread the other day. toxiin  *Indignant, Chrys gave a little snort. Unfortunately for him (and those around him), he was still lacking a bit in control where his powers were concerned, and several objects around him began to smoke...*
Chrys: whaaaaaaaat! you've never interacted with your ghostling?! geez, even Xiin interacts with me occaisionally and she's been gone for a year! Asura: *wanders around wondering where all the smoke is coming from*toxiin *Chrys sighed, noting that he'd scared away everyone else before finally noticing - and focusing on - the little turquoise ghostling wandering around.*
Chrys: Hi! Who're you? I don't think we've met before... Asura: *looks at ghostling suspiciously* I'm Asura. You? *glances at smoldering objects* What happened?toxiin *Chrys glanced around casually.. wincing a little as he noted the amount of smoke floating lazily around the room. With effort, he forced his emotions back to a calmer state and wished the smoke away.
Hopefully that worked, as he was sooo not planning to explain that the smoke was his fault.*
Chrys: Ah.. well... I'm not sure what happened. I'm Chrysophylax, but you can just call me Chrys. Most people can't remember the full name anyway. Asura: *looks at Chrys, believes what he said, as he as seen a few strange things already* Chrys what is this place? I've been wandering for awhile and you are the first soul I have seen.toxiin Expelling a soft breath of relief, Chrys pulled up a smile for this newer ghostling - Asura, was it? - and tilted his head as he considered the question.
Chrys: Well... This is kind of like the place where we all go in-between going out on adventures and quests and stuff. It's somewhere to hang out?
He frowned as the second half of Asura's comment sank in.
Chrys: You've never met anyone here before? It's a big place, I guess. Hopefully you'll be able to meet other ghostlings too, though now that I think of it, it's been pretty empty lately.
Looking around, Chrys looked for other signs of life and found none. Perplexed, he ran a hand through his silver-black hair, wondering if it was time to start worrying. Asura: Oh so others come here frequently? This seems like a decent place to hang out. *plops down on the ground* So what kind of adventures and quests have you been on? Maybe I should go on an adventure, but I really have no idea where I'd go....suggestions? toxiin Agitated now, as he realized that what he spoke was truth and there really hadn't been anyone here in a while, he unconsciously released the chokehold he had on his untamed powers, causing smoke tendrils to rise out of his skin.
Chrys: Others used to come here often... I'm not too sure what happened. Hopefully they'll come back soon.
Shrugging away the thought, and consequently, the smoke, he moved a little close to Asura and seated himself on the floor, leaning against a large box of some sort. He noted the glow of excitement in the younger ghostling's eyes and realized he was really starting to like him.
Chrys: This is definitely a decent place to hang out... everything you could possibly really need is here, if you can find it amongst all this stuff. As for adventure? Chrys scratched his head, thinking. We used to go out in small groups and explore or just wander around hoping to find something exciting. You could still do that now, although I'm not too sure if the world out there has changed much since the last time I went. Asura: *notes a weirdness to Chrys for a second but shrugs it off*
Well how long have you been here? We should start planning an adventure...where do want to go? Lets see if the world is still the same?toxiin Chrys: You want to go right now? We could do that, or we could stay here for a while and look around. There's all these boxes....
To demonstrate, Chrys poked a finger backwards at the box he was leaning against, jumping back just in time to avoid getting brained by one of the planks as the box split open with a loud crash. Asura: *startled by the crash* Everything goes dark. Asura's newly found power seems to be triggered by fear. *Wishes that didn't happen* Just as quickly as the lights went out they come back on.
Boxes...um...yeah...starts rummaging through boxes *trying to play off want just happened*
Asura: *has managed to throw everything out of the box, and has fallen asleep inside the box*toxiin Chrys was surprised when the room went pitch black, but quickly recovered and managed to put on a blank face when the lighting kicked in again to show a slightly harassed-looking Asura.
Deciding that keeping quiet would probably be a better idea, Chrys headed to the next nearest box and began to rummage through for lack of anything to do while the moment of awkwardness passed.
A couple of minutes later, he looked over to find Asura holed up a box, fast asleep. A gentle smile flicked across his face as he pulled out a blanket. The poor thing must've been tired after using his powers like that. Putting a little of his power - one of the few things he could do - into the blanket, he warmed it up a little before settling it softly over the youngster. "Sleep well, little one."
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