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Post by stelevein on Nov 25, 2012 20:58:42 GMT -5
Stelevein's day off had been what he was looking forward too; simply to relax in the park with a good book. Today seemed very calming outside; the birds chirping, a slight breeze blowing. He loved it. Stelevein was wearing his usual outfit a pair of jeans, with a long sleeve t-shirt with a leather jacket. He set on a nearby bench and opened his book to the page he left off, he was hoping to finish it today with only two chapters left. He began reading it and the world around him dissolved.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 25, 2012 21:52:48 GMT -5
Now I am looking at my own reflection When suddenly it changes
It was a quiet day for a loner traveler who was drifting threw glancing at the people as they passed her by. As she floated trails of crimson blood dripped from wounds across each of her wrists. If one looked hard enough they could see that the left wound was deeper then the right. She would smile at them and wave slightly knowing that none of them could see her kind. Not unless she wanted them to anyhow. The living feared what she was so it was better that she stayed hidden away from them for the time being. After all she did not really want to cause a scene at the moment. She had been in a rather good mood for the past few days you see. This creature was falling in love with another and it seemed to lighten her mood with each day though the ghost as the creature was called knew that she should be careful with such emotions. They could be dangerous to her if she was not. That was why she still kept her guard up incase that certain some one wanted to cause her harm .
Violently it changes Oh no, there is no turning back now that
As she floated threw the trails of the park she was remained of her home in the woods. It was so peaceful out there away from the loud sounds and thousand of running yelling loud humans. See the female was rather shy and mostly avoided the living if she could. Unless her other half was out. Then there was trouble for her other self hated the living and always tried to kill them or scare the life out of them. Or even both if she was really feeling like causing trouble. Right now though she was in a good mood and not feeling that other self stirring around in her mind. Though that could change in an instant if she was upset by someone. She now looked over seeing a male sittin alone on park bench reading. She smiled knowing he did not see her yet. Okay it was time to be mean to the living like all ghosts were. So she moved around behind him making a slight singing sound . Maybe that would spook him or something. Either way this was going to be interesting for her and maybe the other as well.
You have woken up the demon that is in me
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Post by stelevein on Nov 27, 2012 15:11:23 GMT -5
Stelevein began to flip to the next page; having finished the one he was on, when he noticed a slight singing sound. He knew it was coming from behind him, but instead of getting spooked he simply closed his book very softly and stood up. He turned to face whoever was making the noise, when he turned he didn't see anyone there. Yet, he continued to her the sound....."Must be a ghost." he said softly, more of a joke than him actually meaning it.
He turned back around and set down, he was still hearing it, but he began reading anyway keeping on high alert. However, the sound was getting way to annoying so he spoke..."Please show yourself....it's rather irritating trying to read while hearing that."
After he spoke his demon half spoke to him in his mind...."I think it might actually be a ghost, but I can't tell for sure.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 27, 2012 21:35:01 GMT -5
These are the places where I can feel the flesh being
The ghost smiled slightly as she floated behind the other singing very softly. Her voice was very soft and even as she sang just the way it had been when she was alive. In life she was a great entertainer who traveled the land singing and dancing for everyone who wished to see her . That is until the night that she was murdered by someone. A lone male that she did not see or hear until it was to late. Now she was stuck in the world of the living seeking revenge on the one who killed her. But that did not mean she had to be vengeful all of the time. No most of the time she acted just as she did in life. That was a trite that was not common among her kind at all.
Torn from my body I feel my flesh how it peels away
The young ghost froze instantly upon seeing the male getting up to stare behind him. She knew that she must have gotten his attention. That was good though he was not scared of her which kind of annoyed her slightly. It seemed that she was losing her scary touch here lately. She smirked when she knew that he had not seen her and just kept on singing her eerie song. It was a song that she had learned a long while ago. One that she sang often now that she was dead. Yes the ghost knew she was dead and hated that fact. She heard him say something but just kept singing. She was not really wanting conversation at the moment. As she stood there the air around her got an icy chill to it. That was the calling card of most all ghosts. That and the eerie feeling that a presence was near by. Suddenly the ghost stopped her singing as she heard the male speak again. He was telling her that her singing was bothering him. Well she could care less about that on most days but she was feeling a bit kinder then usual today.
Yeah you know During this ride
She then moved feeling blood dripping from her wrists as she did so. She frowned at that but kept moving anyhow. See it was a bad idea for her to think about her wounds. That caused her evil self to pop out. Once she had gotten in front of him she smiled speaking again. “ okay if that is what you want . Though I do not think you will like what you see.” she said in a soft voice that seemed to drift away in the wind. She then slowly made herself visible to the other. She was a fail transparent looking woman with tangle black hair and intense glowing eyes. She wore a black dress white gloves and dancing shoes. Then there were her wrist each had a horrifying wrong that bleed even though she was dead. She looked at him now frowning slightly and saying “ see what I mean mortal?’ she said assuming that the male before her was human and nothing more then that. Though she had been wrong many times before in this strange little town.
we can cut up whoever we like
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Post by stelevein on Nov 29, 2012 12:38:58 GMT -5
Stelevein closed his book and looked up at the woman before him, he opened his mouth to speak, but instead of his human half it was his demon half speaking. When his demon half spoke it is easy to tell it is not the same person speaking as before. "Well, that's your mistake for thinking we are mortal..." Anyone in the right mind would probably have been confused with him referring to himself as we. "I will say, we don't scare easy though I will give you an A for your efforts."
He stood up and walked past her a couple feet and put his book in the bag that was sitting that far away, as he dropped it there before sitting down and didn't feel like bending down to pick it up until now. "Now you've interrupted our reading, tried to scare us....so you have our attention now; what is it that you want?" During his whole time speaking it was clear that his voice was different being that it was his demon half speaking, yet the tone was the same as his human half.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 29, 2012 21:24:55 GMT -5
With every battle she's choosing with every fight she's losing
The ghost silently stared at the male with her glowing blue eyes. She slowly took in in each of his features making small notes about him to herself. That was how the ghost was around others she did not know. She was shy around the living when she was not trying to upset them. That was the way that she had been in life as well. She now gave a frown as she heard him speaking now. Did he just say we? Did he have another persona like she did? If so that meant that he could be a threat to her. Evil Yesma was a threat to everyone around the ghost when she was out. The ghost would have to watch this one very closely. She now listened to his words remaining silent as she though about his statement now. She then watched him walk over and put his book in his bag. She was very wary of him wondering just what he was. She knew that anything not human had potentials to hurt her and the ghost was not taking chances. She carefully moved her bleeding wrists in front of her letting blood drip on to the ground as she did so.
with every promise she's broken with every lie she's spoken
If the ghost had know that the male before her was part demon she would have been afraid. Demons liked to try to enslave ghost and other lesser sprits so that they could do their dirty work for them. And Yesma would be damned if she was going to allow a demon to tell her what to do. She was a ghost who did whatever she pleased whenever she pleased .She then smiled very slightly as he asked her what she wanted. She had wanted to frighten him but that had failed so she had nothing more she really wanted from him. Unless he was in to conversation now that he had her attention and all. “ well I was going to frighten you like I do most others. However like you said that failed.... so prehaps a conversation is in order now “ she said glancing down like a kid who had gotten caught being bad and was scolded for it. Though she did not feel any regret for what she had done. Now she was actually satisfied with it in a way “ though now I do have a question if you want to answer it. You said that you are not mortal so then what are you? “ she asked her eyes darkening as she spoke. That was a warning that evil Yesma was nearby incase he tried something funny with her.
she knows now that her enemy's not far behind , not far behind
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Post by Deleted on Dec 1, 2012 19:14:01 GMT -5
The fur on the foxes back prickled as the air around her seemed to shift. There was people nearby. Nothing like a normal human though. Her ear twitched and she lifted her head lazily looking around from a hole she created, her black head with white swirls hardly visible in the shadows. The park was still new to her; she had been simply scouting for a place to expand her territory, even share if she had to. The park wasn't to close to the metal monsters, and it seemed they didn't come into the grassy area. Good. They. Should stay away.
But now for the matter. She finally spotted the two beings. One that looked human, but she knew better. Something was different about him...the other was transparent and bleeding...Spirit knew too well that the poor soul had not moved on. Something stirred deep in her and she shook her head violently. Why would such a sight bring back THAT awful feeling? She slowly crawled out of her hole and shook her fur. To any who were not able to look though illusions instantly would see a simple black fox with a bell shaped necklace around It's neck. To those who were able to see though any illusions would be able to see the white swirls in her fur. She kept one tail out.
Glancing at the other two she padded over slowly, looping to bushes to bush till she was close. She poked her head out a green bush and tilted her head. She first studied the man closely, his voice sending chills though her entire body suddenly for some reason. Her hair perked up even more. It was a warning of some sort but such warnings came few for the fox, and she never listened to the poor warning. She glanced at the ghost a sad look came over her dark purple eyes. She notices the girls eyes changed color. Perhaps something else dwell within the spirit? An evil side?
Spirit did not know, but she gained a new feeling. She felt she would soon find out. But now....now was time for play. All other thoughts were vanquished suddenly and she burst out of her hiding spot, tail wagging. She jumped onto the bench and leaned against the man, her paws on his shoulder. She did not know him. But who cares? It was time for fun, no gloomy stuff. Even the bleeding ghost should have some fun, right? She let out a fox bark, her tail wagging.
She was like a puppy or child, no care in the world....no harm to come to her....perhaps she was wrong to act such ways now, but she could easily changed if need to.
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Post by stelevein on Dec 2, 2012 1:45:53 GMT -5
"That is where you are wrong..." He said to her, as he didn't say he wasn't mortal. "I simply said that is your fualt for thinking we are mortal. However, we may or may not be mortal or we may be both, you jumped to a conclusion without evidence...." he said to her smiling a bit, he did happen to notice her wrist bleeding, but he, thought it best not to bring it up. "Now as for what we're, we are half demon, half human, a hybrid if you will. But, believe me; we do not wish to bring you harm." He said to her as he happened to notice a wolf like creature.
The creature had some kind of write swirls on it's head, Stelevein didn't speak to it, deciding best to leave it alone for now.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 2, 2012 22:36:29 GMT -5
Evil must always be in the world for without it
The ghost now just kind of frowned at the male as he spoke. She was known to jump to conclusions around others though when she did her conclusions her usually right. There was something about this male that sort of itinerated her . He spoke much like the males in her homeland spoke. She was very wary of those males for that was common in most women of her age. They all were lower then the males. Of course Yesma never really thought that way. She figured they were equal to one another. However the fear was still there deep within her. And now that fear was starting to stir little by little as she spoke to him. Then she heard him say what he was. Half demon half human. Oh that scared her but she was not going to show it if she could keep from it. The dead never showed fear to anyone unless they were about to be killed.
there would be no good or no in between that’s
“ I am sorry I tend to do that. I am the kind who makes assumptions about others.” she said pausing a bit before she when on talking. “ you are half demon half human? That is very interesting. I cant say I trust that statement yet though. Sorry once again my nature wont allow it.” she said. She then cocked her head very slightly when she saw a fox like creature come out of the bushed and lean against the male . It was acting like a puppy. That made Yesma slight think of how she used to be so playful when she was still alive. That was no longer the case now. The dead no longer felt such petty emotions. Though she had said the same thing about love yet have fallen in love with a pretty female not long ago. So maybe such things could change in time.
why I am glad to have a bit of both
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Post by Deleted on Dec 15, 2012 22:11:36 GMT -5
The kitsune let out a bake and jumped down. She sniffed the mans foot at first than she bound over to the ghost before sneezing. She shook her head. Odd. She encountered many ghosts before and sniffed them to say hello, but never sneezed. This one was some how different she sat between the two, her tail wagging. She looked between the man and the ghost.
They needed to play. She look at the mans shoe as if thinking then the book. Hmmm....chase...chase would be fun... Spirit hadn't been caught once before here. She gave a fox ish grin. But what to take...she couldn't Take any of the ghost's belongs or articles of clothing. But... Hmmm...would she play chase too? Maybe help her? She looked st the ghost than the man and barked.
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Post by stelevein on Dec 16, 2012 4:49:51 GMT -5
Stelevein cocked his head to the side lime someone who was confused would do. She had clearly said she wouldn't trust his statement yet, but what about it wouldn't she trust, was it that she didn't trust that he was a hybrid, or simply that she didn't trust demons or human? He couldn't figure out what she meant and God knows he tried. "I'm sorry, but what about my statement don't you trust?" He asked her as he looked at the wolf like creature whom seemed playful.
He knelt down and smiled at it, petting it while he did. He sat his bag back down and picked up a stick, he threw the stick in hopes that she would fetch it, after all it seemed like the only thing to do at the moment.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 16, 2012 13:53:34 GMT -5
You may have forgotten what your kind
The ghost looked at the male as he spoke asking her why she did not trust his statement. It was hard for her to try to explain things like this. See she did not want to say that it was because he was half demon but et she did not really want to lie to him either. She shifted as she thought about what to say next. As she did that she saw the fox creature jump down from where it was standing. She was surprised when the creature came close to her. Most animals did not like her kind. Death was something everyone hated. She then heard the creature sneeze which made her glance at the fox and smile. Then the creature looked her and back at the male. Was it trying to tell her something? Yesma could not be certain just yet. It did seem like it wanted play though. To bad Yesma was to sad to do things like that theses days,
have done to those like me but I will never
She then turned her attention back to the male since she now had an answer to his question. “ well there are two reasons that I do not trust statements like that very well. I used to trust others when I was still alive. It was that trust that got me killed. The other reason is that I am afraid of demons .” she said with a frown. She was not comfortable telling him that she feared him but figured that he should know the truth. After all the ghost was not a lair. She watched him as he knelt down and petted the fox like creature then tossed a stick for it to catch if it so whished. She might have done something like that had she been solid.
forget what you all did to my kind so long ago
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Post by Deleted on Dec 27, 2012 3:56:15 GMT -5
Ooc: sorry for late posts, holidays and such
Ic: The male knelt and petted her, doing so increased the speed in which her tail was wagging. He removed his back and picked uo a stick and tossed it, probably in hopes that she would fetch it. She looked toward the stick then the man then back at the stick, then once more to the man. There seemd to be a look on her face and in her eyes as if saying "are you going to go get it?". She looked at the ghost.
A sad look over came her. Spirit whined. The ghost needed to be happy! The past was the past! Hasn't anyone told her? But...Kitsunes weren't so keen on letting go of their own pasts....so advising the ghost and not setting an example would not help. How was she going to cheer this poor soul up? She was different, so. She had to try something new. The old graveyard tricks ight not do... But what was she going to do.........it was then and there, now the less, that the kitsune of the celestial light and forest revealed her self...well one of her forms atleast. She stepped away from the man a few feet away and her form slowly began to change.
Soon, a little girl, no less the six or so, stood their wearing gypsy clothing and losing a ball. Fox ears and a fox tail was there as well, hidden barely by The long black hair. When she spoke, her voice was like bells that sounded sad. "Please don't be sad any more...be happy okay!". What more was a little girl going to say?
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