Congratulations! now time to kill someone off~
Jk.
Until Souls learn to use their powers and such, their new bodies would be the equivalent to about 3 living humans. These bodies are like a "memory" of a Soul's previous life and would soon fade to fully release the Soul into the cycle. In this case, the Demon is delaying the process with it's own magic for feeding.
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Hello, there really isn't much to see here. :^D
In case you were wondering, yes, I drew my profile image. Do you like it? I think it has a depressing sort of beauty.
Disclaimer: I can sometimes be a little too honest, and my standards might be too high. People don't like that. But let it stand on record that I also view myself with the same light. I would not criticize others if I am not willing to take criticism myself. Be mature. Don't hold stupid grudges. If you've come here to scope me out, to find some shameful detail or quench some personal spite because my honesty upset you in some way, -- I'm sorry but there is nothing here for your desperate attempt at self-validation. I will settle the pettiness with an apology. Sorry. Happy?
I can't do anything more than that.
In case you were wondering, yes, I drew my profile image. Do you like it? I think it has a depressing sort of beauty.
Disclaimer: I can sometimes be a little too honest, and my standards might be too high. People don't like that. But let it stand on record that I also view myself with the same light. I would not criticize others if I am not willing to take criticism myself. Be mature. Don't hold stupid grudges. If you've come here to scope me out, to find some shameful detail or quench some personal spite because my honesty upset you in some way, -- I'm sorry but there is nothing here for your desperate attempt at self-validation. I will settle the pettiness with an apology. Sorry. Happy?
I can't do anything more than that.
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They walked for a long while, the wordless interaction leaving no room for enjoyment in the pair's company. It seemed random, leading the girl down one street to another, but soon enough they ended up at a large apartment building. It was old-fashioned and terribly rundown; there were walls missing, with a creaky sign hanging above the arches that gave the whole place a creepy air beneath the darkening sky.
The figure suddenly came up and pointed a finger to a brick wall.
"Knock... and it will be opened to you." said the being, the voice still low, leaving their gender still incomprehensible. Though spoken quietly, the words seemed to weigh down the air around the two.
Pressing down lightly, the being dragged the finger in bizarre ups and downs across the wall. For a brief moment, nothing was happening until an image began to form. A faint purple symbol was being drawn upon the wall, the circular shape beginning flow off the surface. Peculiar letters and shapes lined the entire diagram, most of which just looked like gibberish to others. Stepping back, the robed being placed both hands flat at the center, both touching at the palms. Slowly rotating them, the magic symbol turned in response.
All at once, the letterings vanished, and the symbol immediately tore into the wall, creating an opening into a pale white hallway. From this side, all they could see was a row of doors with markings too small to read.
The figure then turned, making a ushering gesture with a swing of an arm, "You first."
For the first time, under illumination of the purple symbol behind, the mysterious being's face was shown; however, just barely. A single purple eye watch Melissa, or rather, an eye and a strange metal covering in place of the other.
...
The creature licked the woman's face, ignoring her helpless cries. When it heard the man speak once more it turned from the shadows to expose it's face, if there was one. A mangled, rotten jaw with long forked tongue hung below the flat featureless upper skull. The dimming sunlight showed a long and skinny body that had small patches of gray hair lining it's black shriveled torso. Five moldy arms dragged from it's side, two at the left and 3 on the right. The twisted claw was coming from it's chest, large and disproportional to the remaining mass. The rest was still hidden by the darkness, though there is much doubt whether anyone would want to know what else this thing has for show.
It hissed despite making no motion with it's mouth, breaking into another fit of snickering, "Haha! Playing the hero are we?! Look where that brought you!"
Leaving the woman, it lunged forward with a slam of it's arms, it's long tongue lashing out for the man.
The figure suddenly came up and pointed a finger to a brick wall.
"Knock... and it will be opened to you." said the being, the voice still low, leaving their gender still incomprehensible. Though spoken quietly, the words seemed to weigh down the air around the two.
Pressing down lightly, the being dragged the finger in bizarre ups and downs across the wall. For a brief moment, nothing was happening until an image began to form. A faint purple symbol was being drawn upon the wall, the circular shape beginning flow off the surface. Peculiar letters and shapes lined the entire diagram, most of which just looked like gibberish to others. Stepping back, the robed being placed both hands flat at the center, both touching at the palms. Slowly rotating them, the magic symbol turned in response.
All at once, the letterings vanished, and the symbol immediately tore into the wall, creating an opening into a pale white hallway. From this side, all they could see was a row of doors with markings too small to read.
The figure then turned, making a ushering gesture with a swing of an arm, "You first."
For the first time, under illumination of the purple symbol behind, the mysterious being's face was shown; however, just barely. A single purple eye watch Melissa, or rather, an eye and a strange metal covering in place of the other.
The creature licked the woman's face, ignoring her helpless cries. When it heard the man speak once more it turned from the shadows to expose it's face, if there was one. A mangled, rotten jaw with long forked tongue hung below the flat featureless upper skull. The dimming sunlight showed a long and skinny body that had small patches of gray hair lining it's black shriveled torso. Five moldy arms dragged from it's side, two at the left and 3 on the right. The twisted claw was coming from it's chest, large and disproportional to the remaining mass. The rest was still hidden by the darkness, though there is much doubt whether anyone would want to know what else this thing has for show.
It hissed despite making no motion with it's mouth, breaking into another fit of snickering, "Haha! Playing the hero are we?! Look where that brought you!"
Leaving the woman, it lunged forward with a slam of it's arms, it's long tongue lashing out for the man.
Done, hope you have fun. :D
If you want, you can NPC the girl that's being you know... by those guys... seeing as she's soon going to join you there.
If you want, you can NPC the girl that's being you know... by those guys... seeing as she's soon going to join you there.
Righto, let me prepare a scene for you. It won't take too long, hope you can get a post in before it's over.
What color is your character's soul? I can only assume a light airy blue from your description, but it's up to you. I need it for your introduction post. :D
What color is your character's soul? I can only assume a light airy blue from your description, but it's up to you. I need it for your introduction post. :D
"We are all dead here..." the being remarks, keeping the same quick pace while making out of the exit.
Once the girl had caught up, the long black robe the figure can be seen clearly. It was aged, but also very finely weaved with parts matched with leather and thick cloth. Small silver ornaments were attached around the ends of the shoulders and shawl. The fabric wavered down to the ground but never dragged, swaying calmly with each stride.
There was no conversation between the two until the girl spoke up again, or rather yelled. While the figure didn't turn to visually examine her, the girl's voice was lined with anger. But strangely enough, after a brief delay, she spoke up again, this time sounding much more brittle.
"We are meeting the others, it is not safe out here in the Divide when it reaches a certain time..." The figure was about to end matters there when it suddenly decided to continue, "We've been watching you for awhile now, Melissa. You've a strange Soul."
...
In a dark alleyway, the sound of air bursting brought forth a bright light and a body was thrust into existence. A man, whose wounds seemed to give off a wave of sky blue energy instead of blood, fell unto the ground. The 5 thugs and the woman that were with him all but vanished as his Soul was released into the Divide. They still existed, but in a separate place, as was he to them. However, to those able to see essences of Souls, it would look like they were all together in the alleyway, except the people surrounding him would appear nothing more than faded outlines. In fact, the man was laying right beside his old body.
Then it began.
His body was slowly dusting as the Soul began to release fully, the tiny specks of energy gradually floating up into the air above. If left unhindered, the return of the Soul to the Cycle would commence. But as they rose, they began to be pulled backwards as though with strings.
A snickering was heard, and from the shadows a voice whispered, "Ah, there is the first... I was hoping that my first meal of the day would be that female... but this would do."
A twisted black claw extended out of the darkness, clutching onto the man's leg.
Gradually, it pulled him closer and closer into the shadows as the laughter intensified, "Don't worry about missing a thing! You'll awaken right before I start feeding.
Oh, it will be painful. I'll make sure of it!"
Once the girl had caught up, the long black robe the figure can be seen clearly. It was aged, but also very finely weaved with parts matched with leather and thick cloth. Small silver ornaments were attached around the ends of the shoulders and shawl. The fabric wavered down to the ground but never dragged, swaying calmly with each stride.
There was no conversation between the two until the girl spoke up again, or rather yelled. While the figure didn't turn to visually examine her, the girl's voice was lined with anger. But strangely enough, after a brief delay, she spoke up again, this time sounding much more brittle.
"We are meeting the others, it is not safe out here in the Divide when it reaches a certain time..." The figure was about to end matters there when it suddenly decided to continue, "We've been watching you for awhile now, Melissa. You've a strange Soul."
In a dark alleyway, the sound of air bursting brought forth a bright light and a body was thrust into existence. A man, whose wounds seemed to give off a wave of sky blue energy instead of blood, fell unto the ground. The 5 thugs and the woman that were with him all but vanished as his Soul was released into the Divide. They still existed, but in a separate place, as was he to them. However, to those able to see essences of Souls, it would look like they were all together in the alleyway, except the people surrounding him would appear nothing more than faded outlines. In fact, the man was laying right beside his old body.
Then it began.
His body was slowly dusting as the Soul began to release fully, the tiny specks of energy gradually floating up into the air above. If left unhindered, the return of the Soul to the Cycle would commence. But as they rose, they began to be pulled backwards as though with strings.
A snickering was heard, and from the shadows a voice whispered, "Ah, there is the first... I was hoping that my first meal of the day would be that female... but this would do."
A twisted black claw extended out of the darkness, clutching onto the man's leg.
Gradually, it pulled him closer and closer into the shadows as the laughter intensified, "Don't worry about missing a thing! You'll awaken right before I start feeding.
Oh, it will be painful. I'll make sure of it!"
The figure was still, not reacting in the slightest to the girl's bewilderment, "You are dead... this is the afterlife." the tone was solemn, though it left a heavy note within the cold yet sunny air. A fleeting time of pause was left, purposely for the girl to take in the truth. It was only proper, for even death was taken as seriously in the afterlife. It can also be seen as a short time for her to mourn her past life, but only that. There was much to explain, but there is little time and even less incentive. Overloading a person wasn't always the smartest, and the simple act of telling them that they are dead can cause a welling of stress.
The individual then shifted slightly, knowing that It was nearing time, and they needed to move before the spirits were to become more prevalent. Certain ones can be easily angered, and simply being around can cause more trouble than it is worth. And not to mention the spirits that are even less than welcoming to Souls. If there wasn't a Harvester around to guide them into the cycle, they would prey upon hapless, confused people.
"Follow me." the hooded being ordered, turning and taking a step down the large cement field.
The individual then shifted slightly, knowing that It was nearing time, and they needed to move before the spirits were to become more prevalent. Certain ones can be easily angered, and simply being around can cause more trouble than it is worth. And not to mention the spirits that are even less than welcoming to Souls. If there wasn't a Harvester around to guide them into the cycle, they would prey upon hapless, confused people.
"Follow me." the hooded being ordered, turning and taking a step down the large cement field.
Accepted.
This is a picture BTW:
This is a picture BTW:
I absolutely love you Mahz and what you've done here for us, from the day I joined, years ago.
Best wishes for RPG and all the people here.
Best wishes for RPG and all the people here.
I enjoy reading it as well, keep up the good work. :D
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It's also my fault for not thinking things through before I finished off my re-registration.
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It's also my fault for not thinking things through before I finished off my re-registration.
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