Her head was aching and her body felt... weird. She wasn't completely sure where she was. Or what had happened. Except, the she-wolf remembered something making her black out. Or maybe she'd been fighting and been knocked out? Skulls, LW couldn't think straight. Her fingers dug into the ground she felt her cheek pressed against, eyes opening slowly. The first thing her eyes focused on was the shock of crimson fur along her hand. And then with a little more effort, LW managed to sit up with a muffled groan. Where... was she? And everyone else?
Why was it so Jacking quiet?!
A soft whine escaped, quickly turning into a growl as she warily got to her feet. Heart pounding, LW looked all around, trying to find something - someone - to fill in the strange haze in her mind. Though that seemed to be lifting the more alert she became.
And then there was the fog.
She was alone in this Jacking fog! Ohgodwhy! LW shivered, jumping when something underfoot crunched. Her gaze started to lower to the ground (and belatedly she noted that whatever it was hurt) but froze in the motion, eyes focused just off to the side. Vision sucked, but... what was that?
"H-Hello?" She called out hesitantly.
Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2012 2:41 pm
The first thought in Ren's head upon waking up was Jackdammit what NOW, which was followed closely by, I never want to see any fog again for the rest of my life.
He pushed himself upwards a bit unsteadily, frowning around at the thick whiteness, the frown turning into a scowl when he realized that it was everywhere he looked. The entire place was doused in a thick, unpleasant grey haze, and Ren flapped his wings once -
- but to no avail. His expression turned mutinous.
"...lo?"
Ren stiffened automatically. He knew that voice. Taking several quick steps to the left, his eyes searched for the source, for any sign of -
- there. Bright scarlet hair. Ren dashed towards the shewolf and wrapped one arm around her shoulders, pressing her face into his chest.
"LW, thank Jack you're all right. Are you okay?"
(( Stats: ))
Name: Ren HP: 50/50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 0% Items: None RP Blurb:Looks like this
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Posted: Thu Oct 11, 2012 6:22 pm
SIlence.
Jove stirred, the sound of his boots scuffing the ground, the sound of glass clicking against glass, being pulled away almost before it reached his ears. Was he on solid ground? What happened? He opened his eyes, and for some reason he wasn't surprised at his surroundings. It felt like he was still dreaming, the fog swirling around his body as he sat up and rubbed his eyes. The sound still escaped him, as though his head were stuffed with cotton. It pressed down on him like a thick blanket as he tried to figure out where he was, and how he had gotten there in the first place.
The pup couldn't remember much. He had been... at the festival, all the booths and the mushrooms and stuff, and fun prizes and tokens. He felt for the pocket of his jacket. The clink of coins seemed to escape too quickly into the fog, leaving Jove in silence once again. He had been at the festival. And then... napping? Yeah, he had curled up somewhere to sleep with Fruitloup. That stinky pup...
It slowly came back to him. There had been fog, and he had gotten lost, looking for his pet. There had been fog then too, not as thick though, and with shadows...
The little ghost slowly got to his feet. There was glass nearby, and ground, and then nothing but fog. The last time he had seen fog this thick, it had been the island, being choked with fright as he watched friends dying around him...
The fog. It was the fog all over again, he knew without a doubt. It was Insanity all around him. He felt a moment of panic. How did he get here? He was sure it wasn't a dream.
Jove let out the briefest little whimper.
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Name: Jove HP: 50/50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 0% Items: None RP Blurb:Img~ Jove's got big o~o eyes, and his scarf moves sometimes when there's no wind.
Posted: Fri Oct 12, 2012 6:16 pm
Tybalt stirred, finally awaking to the monochrome nightmare that they were all in. But where was LW, and Ren? And where was Xiu, Shun, and Mitsu...? That was when he re-called it. What he had done to them.
Had he really? Oh Jack... how could he have...
He felt sick and not just from the after effects of the insanity. He had hurt the very people he had been trying to protect and even caused two of them to undergo the same torment that he was going through now. As for Mitsu, he had no idea what had happened to her. She had just took off and--
He needed to find everyone. He needed to apologize and--and... He didn't want to be alone in this fog anymore. This damned fog.
"s**t. I hate this place. Anyone there?" He called, not really expecting an answer back.
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Name: Tybalt HP: 50/50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 0% Items: None RP Blurb: Looks like this or this. Depending on which form he is in.
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Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2012 5:46 pm
There was a moment of panic, and the urge to turn and swiftly strike whatever had grabbed her-
"R-Ren?" LW didn't need to hear more than his words to know it was him. She curled right into his chest, holding him close and letting his familiar scent soothe her overfried nerves. "I... yes. I-I'm alright." The she-wolf murmured, tilting her head up to regard the gryphon. "Are you alright...?"
She shuddered, and hugged Ren tightly, freezing as first one soft sound drifted towards them, followed by another familiar voice. Her eyes widened, looking up to meet Ren's and assure herself she wasn't hearing things.
"Tybalt!" LW called, not wanting to move away from Ren and lose him in the fog. Again. "Pup?" That... had been his whine, right? Oh Jack she hoped it was! LW didn't even want to consider where the other two might be if there was no one there...
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Name: LW HP: 50/50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 0% Items: None RP Blurb:Like dis
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Posted: Sun Oct 14, 2012 7:46 pm
No sooner had he found LW than he heard a second familiar voice from somewhere close by.
"Mutt?" Ren called out, simultaneously with LW's hesitant "Tybalt?" He could have sworn he had heard the usual grumbling from the black dog, and yet -
"Aha," he said, as the familiar figure came into view. "I thought I heard your dulcet tones, Mutt. Glad to see you're not chowder yet, but I - "
A soft whine. Ren stiffened, his wings flapping, and carefully he extracted himself from LW to lift his head, searching through the fog for the source of that whine. His heart thumping madly in his chest, he waved a hand at the fog.
"...Freckles?"
Another whine. Ren lunged forward, grabbed what he thought was a wrist, and pulled.
The pale-faced, teal haired form of Jove came stumbling into view and Ren's shoulders sagged with relief as he dragged his little brother towards where LW and Tybalt stood, wrapping around around the boil's shoulders.
"Oh, jeez, so glad you're okay, I - hey, what are those lights over there?"
Ren had seen them, one to the left, and one to the right, and he frowned a little, tail flicking behind him, still holding protectively onto Jove and LW (Tybalt could fend for himself).
"Let's go towards the that one," he said, indicating his head in the direction of the cold light. "It looks safer somehow."
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Name: Ren HP: 50/50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 0% Items: None RP Blurb:Looks like this
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2012 8:03 pm
Jove thought he heard something through the fog, his ears flicking towards the faint, muffled noise. Noises.
He turned, just in time to see a hand suddenly appear out of the mists to grab him by the wrist! Jove let out a strangled yelp as he was inescapably pulled towards the shadow now looming towards him. It had to be a hunter. Like the one he had hit with a book the first time he had been lost in the mist. Like the ones that had kidnapped him. The one who wanted him chopped up.
The little ghost made a high pitched noise that sounded like a puppy who's tail had been stepped on as he stumbled forward, and it wasn't until he was actually safe in Ren's embrace that he realized it was his brother who had grabbed him. He buried his face in the gryphon's shirt, comforted by the familiar smell. It was a rare moment of clinginess on Jove's part, and for once it didn't abruptly end when he realized LW and Tybalt were also in the vicinity.
His ears perked up from their place against the back of his head as Ren spoke, and he glanced in the direction of the lights. They didn't look safer at all, but Jove wasn't going to leave his brother's side for anything.
((Statssmile)
Name: Jove HP: 50/50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 0% Items: None RP Blurb:Img~ Jove's got big o~o eyes, and his scarf moves sometimes when there's no wind.
Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2012 8:34 pm
Tybalt nearly jumped a few feet in the air. He had been looking for the others, yes. But he didn't expect to find them so quickly. More than one even.
"Y-yes?" He managed, trying to keep his surprise from showing on his face. It didn't really work. "LW? ...Ren?" He spoke each of their names with a hint of suspicion. Were they really there? Or were they merely a figment of his imagination, compliments of the haunted house? He couldn't tell. Or at least not until Ren continued.
"Its not Mutt. Its Tybalt. T.Y.B.A.L.T." He corrected, wagging a finger at the gryphon and spelling out his name again.
So clearly. This was indeed Ren and if Ren was real, it was probably safe to assume LW was as well. But of course, with Ren, there always came the teasing.
"Chowder!? You a**! There's no way I'd--" Before he could finish, however, a soft whine, followed by Ren pulling a terrified pup out of hiding made the black dog forget it all.
"Jove!" He greeted the pup happily, giving a playful tug on his ear.
Well this was a surprise! He knew LW and Ren had come into the haunted house. Since he had gotten separated from them before. But he wasn't aware that Jove was here as well. Then again, it was probably safe to assume that a good majority of students were trapped here, just as they are.
Unfortunately the cheerfulness vanished when the light was brought into question.
"I don't know..." He started, wary of the light. "I don't really want to find out what the source of that light is." He muttered, taking a step back. "I-I'm going to go this way, okay?" He pointed in the opposite direction and began walking away from the light.
Exiting! (( Having him exit, since he's going a different route. ))
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Name: Tybalt HP: 50/50 FEAR Strength: 100% Insanity Strength: 0% Items: None RP Blurb: Looks like this or this. Depending on which form he is in.
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