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 Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2012 4:13 am
 So this in a Private RP between Wicky and Biki. Teepee's :: Biki and Wicky
"Ring around a rosies.....a pocket full of posies..... aaaaaaaashes....... aaaaaashes..... we all fall DOOOOOOOOOOOWN!!!!.... One two.... buckle my shoe..... three four, shut the door..... Five six pick-up-sticks.... seven eight..... Lay them straight! Assssssshesssss........ aaaashess...... we all fall d....o-wn....."
It was that special time of year. The time where people celebrated ghosts and tried to raise the dead. Uxia had committed herself to preforming at least three satanic rituals before breakfast, though today she had slacked off slightly. Instead she had spent the day hunting down fairies, because nothing won you more points with the All Mighty Lucifer than fairy dust, or was it pixie dust? Was there much of a difference? She tilted her head, breaking off from her song to ponder the predicament she was in.
She would just have to kill both Pixies and Fairies, it was good to be well prepared, especially when you were having a dinner guest as important as the Lord of Hell. Candle light. Fairy corpses. Sat around sniffing Pixie dust..... Oh, how romantic.
No, no. NO!!!
No matter his charms she could not fall for his flattery again, she had sold her soul enough times and she was sure he would catch onto the fact she was conning his fiery a** sooner or later. She shook her head once again and looked up at the moon, pink hooves dispersing the blanket of fog at her feet. It was so full, and shiny, she wondered if tonight would be the night the sun caught up with her.... or if she was going to turn into a werewolf again. Oh, how she loved to howl at the full moon.
"Asssssssshes...... Asssshes.... we'll all burn in hell."
She mused, letting out a small, rather sinister laugh. Oh, burning corpses, it always put a smile on her face.
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2012 4:16 am
Where were they coming from? They had started haunting her several days ago. Hushed whispers, sinister howls and singing circling all around her.How in the world could someone manage to make singing sound like a tool for murder? Her ears fell back in fear. It was coming for her, she just freaking knew it!
Unless she was just going crazy. Yes, that was it. This whole 'your soul has been sold' and 'we own you' business her family muttered on about like she was some kind of sacrifice was finally sending her over the edge. Oh what was she going to do? She couldn't tell her brother, he wouldn't help in this situation he would just use it as a good excuse to taunt and tease her.
She would just have to follow the voice, like the rainbow and the pot of gold at the end of it, in hope it would prove that something or somebody else was making those creepy noises. What if, just what if at the end of it was the skinwalker again? Her whole body shook. Chills biting at her bones, frame quivering. She had to risk it, she couldn't take not knowing any more. At least if she was crazy, she could somehow find a way to fight it.
Sheria made note to check on the others, peering from behind a tree near to their packs den. Her mother always found a way to sneak up on her and Shade had been more careful than usual;having brought it on herself with her regular disappearances. When the coast looked clear she moved quietly out of the perimeter and set off to seek out who was responsible for the voices that were haunting her.
Fog soon met her, smothering her frame. The eerie silence was starting to make her regret the spontaneous adventure. She moved slowly, lowering her head as if it would seemingly make her invisible to whatever was in it's midst. Her eyes searched the fog blindly, the tree's reaching their claws out sharply and then vanishing back in to their ghostly cape. She sighed. This was just perfect. How could she chase a voice that wasn't talking any more?
Maybe she was crazy...
"Asssssssshes...... Asssshes.... we'll all burn in hell."
Her whole body stiffened. There it was, crawling in to her ears and digging at her insides with pitchforks. Then it laughed and it was the single most terrifying thing Sheria had ever heard in her life.
"Who are you, and why are you doing this to me!?" Sheria screamed out, a small plea for mercy. Whoever it was, she was going to kick their tormenting, conniving little a**.
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2012 4:38 am
Well, that was the Question! To do or not to do, to be done to! To have some fun or be left alone for another couple of months. Uxia was a do'er, she liked to leave nothing undone.... but what was it she was being accused of doing? Besides looking damn hot! She was doing that, she did that all the time!
Uxia frowned her brow, for some reason that voice sounded a bit more substantial than all the others. Maybe it was a tree? Maybe it was real? She smirked at the thought, a real Soquili, how fun! She turned around, one hoof at a time patted on the ground to make up her pirouette. It had been a long time since she had some company, if she did not sing to herself maybe she would have forgotten how to talk. If you could count her mumbles and screeches as talking, many just saw it was illegible rambles.
Her glowing eyes scanned across the field, shadows were dancing to make strange shapes. In them she saw many different things, animals, spirits and one lone little mare. She pranced, stepping in little jumps in a filly like manor.
"Why am I doing this to you? I am doing nothing to you. Why are you doing this to me? Or why aren't you doing things to me? Doing is always a lot more fun than not doing. Don't you think?" She cackled, she liked doing things to others, and she liked things getting done to her. She sniffed in deep trying to smell the others thoughts.... She got nothing, maybe her head was void, or maybe her sniffer was on the glitch. Either way, she needed more than that to answer the strangers question. Maybe she was doing something... or maybe it was the fairies. Sneaky bastards.
The Soquili had a pelt, was she like one of those Skinwalker things? No. No she couldn't be, the fact Uxia was still alive went against that theory. If she was one of those creatures she would have at least been bitten by now, unless the rumours about them were blown out of proportion. So she was playing dress up? Did she want to be a Skinwalker? Maybe she would howl at the moon with her. Maybe she wanted to be a monster too, evil was romantic these days apparently. Everyone wanted to be with something bad and dark and handsome.
"Lost little puppy playing in the woods." She purred to herself, she wondered if she had seen any fairies, she still needed to prepare for the coming all the all mighty lord of the dead. Maybe she would want to come too? They could all have tea and maybe sit down to play some games. Seven Minuets of Heaven was always fun, or maybe True or Dare.
She loved learning Secrets and she had many fun stories to tell. Then they could do things. Doing things was fun!
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2012 5:02 am
Frantically searching for the mysterious, eerie voice her eyes traced a shadowy figure within the suffocating fog. It appeared to be bouncing in to sight, making it's way forward with multiple bobbing motions. Sheria prepared herself for what was about to hit her, eye lids pressed tight and head dipped off to the side. If it was going to eat her then it best get it over with!
Then it talked.
The voice sounded different up close, rushed and high pitched like it had been on an all time high. Funky mushrooms no doubt. A snort left her nostrils as the other cackled, reopening her eyes to spot what appeared to be another mare, with glowing eyes and multiple 'friends' clinging on to her... Which were moving! Was she possessed by them? She stepped back, still cautious of the strange creature and it's demonic whispers.
"Doing? It depends, in my case it's a haunting and a haunting is never any fun! It's tormenting and surreal and what the hell are you doing?" She cocked a brow, tilting her head to the side. She was sniffing the air, catching her scent or something. Sheria could smell her, her scent intoxicating like a million flowers had been drained of their aura and piled in to one. She felt a sneeze coming on and on queue, she let out a squeak shaking her head after.
"A lost puppy? I own these woods, my family owns them. You're in our territory, so who is lost?" She sighed, flicking her tail behind her. She had a choice and doing something sounded just about right. She had to face the music no matter how sinister. Pacing forwards she approached the mare with a determined stride until she came face to face with her, looking her up and down once... Then maybe a second time just to make sure she wasn't seeing things.
"What in the name are you?" Whatever she was, she was beautiful and decorated in patterns like she had never seen before. Had she been sent directly from hell? Had her soul officially been sold to the under-lord by her mother? She was going to kill her!
"Your... Not here to collect, are you?" She gulped, pulling her head back as her ears fell in toe to hide in her mane.
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2012 12:05 pm
"Haunting's! Haunting's are heavenly, or hellish, whichever your preference is. It is like having a big party with no limits, not like someone is going to get hurt. It is no fun unless someone dies, and if everyone is, well that sounds like a good time to me!"
The dead were always much more agreeable than the living, when you had nothing to care about, nothing to fight over, you usually became a better person. The best kind of people were the ones stuck between the two, zombies, mental patients, the spooks who went bump in the night. To her the mind was overrated, life was much better when you sacrificed your sanity. You were never really living until you let go of everything, and then the obsession with dead became a way of life. She snorted at the question. "I am doing nothing, and everything." She purred flicking her candy coloured mane. She could not decide if this girl was tapped or just boringly normal, she asked strange questions, but at the same time she was not really asking anything at all.
When she said she own the Forrest the mare let out a loud cackle, as if trying to raise corpses from the ground. "Own? I think the trees own themselves. You do not own the trees unless you make them bow at your command, you do not rule the air until you can steal it from my lungs and you do not own the ground unless you can make it swallow me hole! You own this forest as much as I own the moon!" What a silly thing to say, even she was not crazy enough to think she owned the forest, or the moon for that matter. She shook her head and continued, getting closer to the other mare.
"I am not lost, I am right where I am meant to be, for this is where I am."
Finally, a question she could answer. "Name? My name is Uxia, what I am is a little more complicated. Today I am a wandering stranger, a shadow in the night, tomorrow who knows!" She cackled once more, bowing her head in introduction.
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2012 12:38 pm
Sheria couldn't tell if the strange mare was trying to communicate with her in riddles or if she was severely mocking her. It didn't look like she was going to get many straight answers out of her, if any, and as far as she could tell she wasn't even from the same planet. It was the night where rumours were spread about the dead walking the earth once more and spirits coming back to make a party of it. The one night of the year that was theres. Maybe that's where this one came from, since she was so eager to defend the dead and spread the word.
The half-wolf raised her brow. "You're a strange one..." It brought on a bit of a chuckle, watching the cuckoo clock tick on in her odd ways. For a first impression she was rather impressed with the display but that might of been due to the fact she couldn't tell whether she was completely insane or just a really good actor;furthermore not of this earth. It was one of those anyway. Smiling in amusement, now putting to one side her worries about her being here to collect her soul, she decided to properly introduce herself as well.
"My names Sheria and my family does in fact own this forest, in our own way. Intruders are usually killed on sight or warded away depending on which member you meet." She paused, flicking her head back so her mane moved out of her face and rolled over her shoulder. "We are a wolf pack, some more wolf than others. If you did own the moon, it turns out we would have a war on our hands for it's possession." She grinned, although she wouldn't put it past them to do just that in the said situation.
"What brings you to our neck of the woods then? If I leave you here chances are that my brother will find you and I doubt you will be so lucky with him." Even if he was licking his wounds, at least that's how the other members of the pack put it, Nori still didn't take intruders lightly. Maybe a new face around the pack was just what they all needed, it had been growing a little dull recently and she seemed to be just the type of crazy that would be crazy enough to catch their attention.
A grin set on Sheria's maw. The light bulb was burning brightly, she may of just had an idea.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2012 5:47 am
"Nobody owns the moon." The mare stated, her voice going from magically whimsical to threatening and sharp. Though that only lasted a second, before long her eyes softened and she was floating on air once again. Her glowing smile spread wider, she liked this girl! She spoke the language! "Wolves? - BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! Oh, that's precious. How she dances under the moon, head filled with stories of fangs and blood." Uxia prances somewhat, dancing on the foot like a filly and fluttering her eyelashes. Horses in pelts, what a fun game of dress up! Well if they were the wolves she was the tamer, it was time to get this circus on the road! Curtain up, let the show begin!
"How fun, a little hunt! I like being the rabbit - running through the trees from certain death, but nobody catches a rabbit and their love lives are to die for." She shrugged her shoulders in a somewhat sensual nature. Maybe the wolves and the rabbit could lay together, she always had a thing for teeth and a fur coat would provide a lot of body heat. She giggled, what treat! Her voice slipped into a whisper, her eyes drifting to the side like she was addressing a third party. "Justifying murder for nothing but a pile of dirt and s**t, the idea is so preposterous it sounds like I came out with it."
She felt like she was going around on a carousel. "I told you, I am here because I am here. Floating on the wind like a little leaf, nobody tells the wind were to blow, not even wolves. So until it changes I shall just dance along and find a place to land before the next gust." She leaned forward and blew the mare down her neck, letting out another cackle.
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2012 1:23 am
The mare opposite obtained a firm and sinister voice. Her anger manifesting a demon in persona, stating very clearly that even in the factor of 'what if's' no one, owned the moon. Sheria's ears fled back to her mane once more, eyebrows meeting in the middle at the threatening aura as her eyes expressed her discomfort equivalent to some helpless pup. She never did take much to being threatened, especially when the one threatening her was one she didn't know much of or what they were capable of;much like the SW from her childhood.
Gulping, body tensing tight, no room for even a twitch or a shudder. She was firmly stuck in place, like a rock bound to a spot in the dirt for an eternity until it was kicked to roll. The silence between her threatening show and the bright, smile widening to entice once more had been suffocating, she only realised at that moment when relief washed over her that she had held her breath in the suspense.
Loosening herself with a shake of her shoulders and a head-flick back to free her mane from clinging to her body, the air feeling refreshing to her skin with the wind from the motion, she made an 'mmm' sound, pleasure tingling her skin as she eased once more.
Watching as the other continued to speak and dance and giggle, even those innocent, graceful gestures sheria noticed she wasn't all but sinister, those antics took form of a devious pixie taking gentle steps through the air. A small smile warmed across her lips. She considered herself a rabbit to the pack of wolves? Interesting spin to take to it, she thought before a bright shade of pink spread across her cheeks on the note of commenting on a rabbit's love life. "That's true." Finally, something they agreed on. A sweet sounding chuckle escaped her lips, drawing her head closer to her neck as she did. Nodding in agreement.
"Can't please everyone, that's just how we do things around here. Were born with territorial instinct. It's within our nature." The mare paused. NO - wait! That wasn't right, what was she even saying! "I mean, they were born with that trait. I'm not so bothered about a specific location I would rather be like you, going wherever the wind blows."This she mumbled, barely anything coherent.
"It's not always a bad thing, it always feels safe. Like a sanctity. The only bad thing is the feeling of eyes constantly following you." She shook her head, they worried too much. She was a growing woman, in need of space and attention;of course she was going to wander. How else would she find her hooves?
"I know, I heard you the first time. I thought you may be willing to tell me what you get up to, that's all." She rolled her eyes. Really, it was the simplest of questions. How hard could it be? That was when she drew closer. Sheria traced her steps and withdrew a tad, curious to what she was up to. She fumbled a lop sided smile to the motion, but still remained cautious.
A spine-chilling shudder shot through her frame at the cold touch of breath, flying through to an exit at a mere flick of her tail. It was like saying 'boo' to someone, but she was relating it back to the soul business once more. Either way it rendered her uncomfortable, eyes turning to their corners, she tried switching the attention to something else. "Soooo... You may like my group. Despite their quirks, I think you will find them interesting. They have your sense of... Being different, as one way to put it."
She turned on her back hooves, lifting her front to throw back down after twisting. A way to spread a little space between her and the crazy lady. "How would you like to meet them?" She asked, a welcoming tone to her voice and a sweet ring added at the end. "You won't have to sing alone? They love to sing~ Howling being obviously our way of portraying it." Winking as she paused to stare at the other female in wait for an answer, she chuckled. If she accepted she would convince them to keep her... Somehow.
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 5:31 am
"Nature. Morals. Conscience. Sanity. All excuses to conform, rip them up into little pieces and stop restricting yourself to what you are supposed to be, that is what I did. Nothing writes my destiny, not even my nature." Uxia was not born this way, she doubted anyone was, and nothing had made her snap. In many ways she had broken herself through choice, which was a hard concept to grasp. However, that was what it took to make her happy, to make the world hurt less. She closed her ghostly eyes, thinking of the mare she used to be. She was not only a once upon a time, a leaf blowing in the wind. She looked at the mare and smirked, her concepts were so adorable!
Her orbs seemed to sparkle when talked about how she wanted to live like her. To go where the wind took her. "It is an amazing life. Though the wind does not lead you to happiness alone, you have to learn to love the pain as much as the pleasure. Only then can you really be as free as I am. When you let go of your sanctuary, hoping for heaven but willing to accept hell." The mare cooed. Uxia could relate to the watching, she was being watched all the time by ghosts, fairies, spirits and demons alike. Sometimes she met with real physical eyes, but they only really watched her leave after random bouts of various passionate emotions. Rage. Love. Cheese.
"Why would I tell you that, wouldn't it be more fun for you to make up your own stories. The mind is a wonderful thing, do not let the truth restrict it. You make up my past for me, I can be any character you want me to play, we are always closer to our imaginary friends, so let me be yours." She wondered what the mare thought of her, she would love to her the stories that she came up with. Life was like a dream, if you tried hard enough you could re-write it any way you wanted. That was one of her many theories at least.
Uxia blinked, an invitation? "I do not know, wait a moment." The mare turned away from the other, closing her eyes and listening out. However there was only silence, she kept still for an extended amount of time, then her eyes snapped open. "The wind is blowing in your direction, I guess this is my call to follow it. Fine, lead me to your strange, different, territorial pack. I am sure we can find something fun to indulge in, even if it is not a rabbits kind of fun." She mare sang, leaning over and licking the other on the cheek to accept the invitation, and show some kind of affection. That is what dog's did, yes?
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 12:30 pm
As strange as it was, Sheria found an affection bubbling deep inside her for the wandering spirit. Her heart couldn't help but want to accept her in to it, for what she had said had made the most sense since meeting her. This was no chance meeting, she heard the whispers of the mare for a reason, the exact reason being what she had recited, as if it had come from the very depths of her heart itself.
"That is the most sense you have made yet." Sheria cast her a warm smile, lowering her soft spoken eyes down to her hooves. Lifting one to narrowly dig at the soil beneath it. "It was if you read what my mind wanted to say and my soul had yet to speak." She breathed out, closing her eyes to savour the beautiful words the equally beautiful, but demented, mare had poetically expressed.
When reopening her soft hazels, Sheria tilted her head to the side to look over her 'imaginary' friend, willing to accept it as just that. To make things as interesting as to come up with a whole new life and story behind why she was here and what had happened to her to lead her to the wolf pack, how could she not accept? "Pain is something I have encountered. Through yearning, longing, physical, curiosity, disappointment, sorrow... Grief." She sighed, as if reliving her life all over again. The skinwalker, her path written for her in anothers blood that was yet to be spilled. As the other mare had spoken of, what if it didn't have to end that way?
A small hopeful smile dawned on her and she nodded acceptingly after watching her turn and make discussion with herself if she wanted to meet her family or not. She knew she wanted to but she seemed to be very dramatic about everything, which was a quality that was rapidly growing on Sheria. "I think I can tell a tale that you will love my dear friend." She winked, being greeted by a tongue which slithered up her cheek and flicked droplets of slobber on to her face.
Sheria paused. Then laughed, piecing together why she had done it.
"Your getting the idea." She muttered through her chuckle, directing her head to the route they needed to take in gesture. "Lets be on our way then." She added picking up a delightful grin, reaching over to lick the mares cheek back, then she turned and set the pace to reach the pack's den in good time.
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