Myst

The Dark Carnival

This is going so well. Sometimes rps take a bit to get rolling but once they do they are a lot of fun.

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He kissed her again and Esme wasn't sure how she felt about that. On the one hand it felt wrong, but on the other he was her brother. Perhaps that was just his way of expressing affection. She wasn't going to say anything to him though. She didn't want to upset him.

Outside there were still people milling around. Some were watching the show, others were enjoying the different booths and activities.
Esme heard the laugh of the crazy clown girl she had seen before and tightened her hold on Hag's hand. The clown unnerved her. But then again clowns always had unnerved her.

He had said to stay away from Vol. Esme wondered briefly who Vol was before another worry came up in her mind. "Hag?" she asked. "What if they don't accept me? The others I mean. Will they mind that I am your sister and a ghost?"

People were already watching them, intrigued by both the man in the mask and the girl at his side. All her life she had always stayed away from people, away from their judging and condemning eyes, away from all the name-calling and bullying for being different. Now, having people's attention on her made her uncomfortable.

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I managed to get one more post in before bed. I am looking forward to Esme meeting Baba and Vol. I think both meetings will be very interesting *evil laugh*
goodnight everyone :)

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Esme wasn't sure which shocked her more : the kiss or the ring. Both were beautiful... and slightly disturbing.
"Thank you," she murmured. "It's beautiful. I am grateful that you would give me such a gift, to take care of my needs. So I will not have to kill anymore?" she asked hopefully, looking into the ring. "I don't like killing people," she explained, placing a hand over her heart. "It hurts."
She heard screams of terror and agony coming from somewhere. She winced and covered her ears. But she supposed she'd have to get used to it.

"What do I do now brother?" she asked. "I suppose I should be in the carnival, but I don't know what to do. I would rather not kill anyone, at least no one innocent. Can't we let the innocent ones go free? The truly innocent I mean?"
She had no problem with the guilty dying. Those who deserved to be punished needed to be punished. But it hurt when she thought of innocent people suffering and dying.

"Can I... May I walk outside?" she asked, holding his hand. "This place is going to be my home. I want to know who, and what, I share it with. Please?" she asked gently.

Now that she had her brother she never wanted to upset him, disappoint him or make him angry in any way. She would do just about anything to make him happy and win his continued approval.

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Actually I don't believe Chance and Kodama were actually doing a show, more like a demo of Kodama's powers.

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Bad influence? That made Esme want to laugh. She actually smiled faintly for the first time since she'd arrived.
"It didn't do any good," she told him. "I grew up following and practicing dark magic. They tried to stop me, to change me, but I fought back."
She listened to his reasons for killing her, but didn't understand. "But... if I will not age anymore, what about you? Do I have to watch you die?" she asked. If he truly did care about her, if she drew close to him, how would she endure seeing him grow old and die.
He offered her his hand. If she was a ghost, could she touch him? She had touched the man she had killed, but she had been unable to control herself.
Hesitantly briefly, she slowly reached out and took his hand, expecting her hand to go through his.
But it didn't. His hand felt solid in her own. Once she came into contact with him her transparency disappeared and she was whole again. She gasped and looked at him in surprise. She let go and became transparent again. She took his hand once more, looking at him and squeezing tight.
"Brother..." she whispered, emotion overtaking her once again but this time happiness. "Brother!" she exclaimed and did what she had been longing for for so long. She hugged him tightly.
"I.. I killed someone," she confided in him. "I didn't mean to. I couldn't control myself. Please, please help me."

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no spamming the IC thread
no spamming the IC thread
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I want to reply!!!
*whacks hand with ruler*
no spamming the IC thread! bad Myst!

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not as demented as Chance though
and how did I miss this on the last site? I'm usually on the lookout for rps like this.

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Esme couldn't believe her ears. What had happened to make him change so abruptly? His mask was gone and she could see his actual face.
"But you said," she started and her voice cracked a little, so she cleared her throat to try again. "You said that you didn't care about anyone but you. You killed me. Crushed my heart without a second thought. How am I supposed to believe you now?"
She looked away, wishing desperately that he wasn't lying. If she let him in and he broke her heart again, she might not survive it.
He asked her name. She supposed he needed to know that much.
"Esmeralda," she answered in a low voice. "It means Emerald. Some have called me Esme for short. What is your name... brother?" she ventured tentatively, like an animal that had been hit and was afraid of being hit again. If he suddenly had a mood swing and reverted back to his bastard self she didn't want to be within striking range.
"Did you know about me at all?" she asked minutes later. "I only learned of you five months ago. I have been trying to find you ever since."

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Wow! Hag did a complete 180! Is he bi-polar or something? just kidding. lol this is intriguing. You are good at the unexpected. I salute you sir