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Post by Qui Me Defendet on Mar 1, 2011 23:25:57 GMT -5
【 Dominic Othello 】
Auldrant [Cheagle Woods]
Just don’t give up!
I’m workin’ it out...
Please don’t give in...
I won’t let you down!
It messed me up, need a second to breathe...
Just keep coming around!
Hey, what do you want from me?
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「 W h e n • I t • A l l • B e g a n 」 ▄ ▄ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ▄ ▄ Posting OrderDominic → Elena → Noel Go here for a summary. The first entries should be a summary of the thread. [Later entries are about other threads.] ▄ ▄ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ▄ ▄
In the calm, yet somehow lively woods that belonged solely to the Cheagles and their neighbors...it was strangely quiet. So quiet, in fact, that any observer would wonder exactly what was going on there. For the woods to be so quiet, obviously something was about to happen. Something remarkable? Something scary? Who was to know? Even the Cheagles seemed to be frightened of the utter silence. They whispered amongst themselves and took shelter within their home, and they waited. They were anxious. They were wondering what was going to happen. It seemed like days before something happened, but it was really only a matter of moments.
Suddenly, there was what sounded like a "pop!" And then a flash blinded all who could see. For miles, this flash could be seen. Even from the town of Engeve, which was nearby. When the flash disappated, and the stars were out of the onlookers' eyes, what could be seen was a tall man. At first, you would think that he was alone, but then it was obvious that he wasn't. In his arms was a small boy who couldn't be any older than fourteen.
Their expressions were dismal, as it was obvious that they had just arrived from somewhere where they did not want to be. It was safe to assume that they had ran away from wherever they had been. And indeed they had. They had run for their lives, in every sense of the word, they had ran. They had ran so far that they were no longer on the same world that they had been. They had come running to a strange unknown place that could have been without oxygen. And still, they risked it. For it was safer here than it was back there.
Where were they?
"Sir..." Dominic Othello called to the small boy in his arms. He wondered what his reaction would be to all this. After the death of their respective partners...after the death of their family, all they had done was quietly gather bags of essentials. Some food, water...they changed out of their blood-stained clothes and then they were gone. Dominic used some sort of magic...and here they were. It was safe to say that the two were utterly exhausted.
After a moment, the forest ceased its silence and continued its previous activities. Dominic was shocked by the sounds. After being in silence for so long...these sounds were very refreshing. After being surrounded by nothing but corpses, the sound of life was so utterly refreshing that if Dominic had been by himself, he might have stopped and cried. As it was, however, he had something else to do that was much more important. So important...
"Sir...are you alright...?" He looked down at the child with a nearly concerned frown. "The transfer from one world to another can be a little bit rough sometimes..." He didn't even put the boy down yet, rather, he tilted his head and waited for his response. He didn't want him to fall down when he put him down. Dominic looked away from the eyes of the boy and looked up towards the sky, which was covered with branches and leaves.
Dominic took a moment to marvel as he waited for his charge to recover. "It's...so green..." For the first time since that...that demon appeared and destroyed their home, a small smile graced the lips of the 'devil.'
So warm...
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Yeah, it’s plain to see...
that baby you’re beautiful!
And there's nothing wrong with you!
It’s me – I’m a freak,
but thanks for loving me.
Cause you’re doing it perfectly...~ |
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Post by Le Jeune Maitre on Mar 2, 2011 0:28:18 GMT -5
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「 ♔| - - Ｎｏｅｌ Ｄ’Ｌａｒｍｅｓ ❦;; 」
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. . . Take off your shoe and run
. . . If you don’t, I won’t be able to look for you
. . . and bad dreams will start haunting you
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For that moment, there had been nothing. Not a sound uttered, not a word said. For that moment, that prolonged moment, the boy would not even raise his head. No change of expressions altered the pale contours of his face-- he was simply unresponsive, like a doll that had lost all grace. He was broken, fragile, cracked through and through, and the fact that he had done nothing-- could not have done anymore than nothing made him feel like a fool. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he was frustrated, disgusted.
They had fallen, before him, while he remained locked in a cellar. While children, younger than him, and the many men and women perished, he sat motionless in the darkness and awaited for some sort of light. His gaze remained unfocused, as he stared lifelessly at his hands. He pursed his lips once, twice, then once again, mouthing a single name, inaudibly, over and over.
"Ryielath, Ryielath..." Ryielath...
And finally, as his companion's voice reached him, his raised his eyes. Eyes, blue eyes, the color of the sky's image reflected off of glaciers. As blue as the core of a flame, yet as pale as snow-encrusted ice. They were surrounded think lashes, lashes so thick and heavy that they seemed to weigh down his eyelids down. As he registered the image of the vibrant green around him, he recoiled, burying his face into the material of the jacket, that belonged to the one who held onto him.
The light-- the light was a strange and almost unfitting change from the contrasting dullness of his own ruined world. It felt improper for him to be here, after witnessing the flames and the sea of hell. Red, red, red... Coppery, blood stained red. It was all etched into his mind, and this green, this life... There shouldn't have been anything of the sort around him, he should have stayed locked in that cellar until he starved. Ryielath put him there, put him there to be safe. The one who he held onto was not his Ryielath.
He shook his head, then; he was not all right. He was exhausted, miserably so. So exhausted, all he had the desire to do was lay his head down and never wake up again.
Finally, he managed to utter. ".. I... am tired."
[ THIS SUCKED. Dx ]
┗━━━━━━━━━┛ ♔ ⊱ || ■ ( Things like [ LOVE ] and 「DREAMS」 and { HOPE } ↴ )
I threw all of them away . . .
I then cry out “I’m coming for you”. . . |
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Post by Qui Me Defendet on Mar 2, 2011 1:10:10 GMT -5
【 Dominic Othello 】
Aldrant [Cheagle Woods]
Just don’t give up!
I’m workin’ it out...
Please don’t give in...
I won’t let you down!
It messed me up, need a second to breathe...
Just keep coming around!
Hey, what do you want from me?
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The man looked down from the greenery and instead looked down into the glaciers that were Noel D'Larmes' eyes. He had always found them beautiful. Even without the bandages that the boy usually had placed over his left eye...he found them beautiful. The imperfection of Noel's slightly discolored orbs were a very beautiful thing to Dominic. Perfection was...well, perfection wasn't all that it was cracked up to be.
Dominic sighed softly and nodded. "We should find some place to rest then." Dominic would be lying if he were to admit that he wasn't also tired. The magic that he had used to get here was not an easy spell...and he would be loathe to use it again. It took so much energy out of him. It was hard to protect Noel if he was in this state. He hated that. This was the last...the last order he had recieved from his master. To protect...to protect Noel. Not only that but...
'Dominic...Dominic...find him...find him...p-pl...ease...let him be...be...safe...' Those...were the last words of...of Ryielath too. The two most important people to Dominic at the time...had had the same wish. They both wanted Noel to live more than anything. So...despite the fact that Dominic wanted nothing more than do die right now, he had a duty. He had to take care of this boy. He had to.
And with that, Dominic had a purpose.
"I wonder if there is a cave around here..." Dominic looked about, sensing the forest that was teeming with life. He was pleased by the sounds and scents that it brought. He was pleased that the entirety of existence had not died out along with Dominic's world...
His world...
He already missed it more than anything. He had been born on that world...he had lived for over five thousand years and that world. And now...and now it was gone. It was completely gone. And now he would never see it again. He couldn't help but feel a little home-sick. At least...he had the peace of mind knowing that there was absolutely nothing or no one to return to there. Everything that was important was already in his arms. That was good enough...
That was good enough for now...
Dominic tightened his hold on the sleepy treasure in his arms and began to walk forward on a path that had been marched in the forest. "Large creatures have been through here frequently." He informed the boy. "There must be some sort of lair in this direction..." He smiled softly, walking with long strides from long legs. He was looking at the paw prints that adorned the path. They were old...obviously, whatever creature that had walked in this direction...hadn't walked there in a long time. He wondered why no other tracks had taken its place. Were the creatures of this forest scared of what came ahead? They would just have to find out, wouldn't they?
"Something that will suit you should be up farther ahead." He said this softly, trying to keep the mood nice. After arriving from such a place, it would be useful if they could cheer up as quickly as possible.
Even if...even if Dominic was terrified of forgetting...more than anything.
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Yeah, it’s plain to see...
that baby you’re beautiful!
And there's nothing wrong with you!
It’s me – I’m a freak,
but thanks for loving me.
Cause you’re doing it perfectly...~ |
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Post by A New Familiar on Mar 3, 2011 22:20:53 GMT -5
Silent. That was the word she would use to describe the forest at the moment. That's how it was wherever she went that wasn't a village or town. Granted, it was probably because all of the animals were avoiding her. She didn't mind though, because she had her companion with her.
The little girl walked silently through the forest, the stench of death as thick as fog around her. She was small, not but a teenager in size. She wore a hooded cloak, to hide her face. In her arms, was a tattered little teddy bear. It seemed cute, except it's eyes were glowing red, and it had a small scythe attached to one paw.
Where her feet touched the grass, there were small tufts of smoke. As if every step she took was rejecting nature itself. The lack of animals was not but further proof of that thought. She didn't mind though. She never really minded. So long as she could still get around. Still move forward.
She made her way to what looked to be a den. A massive hole in the side of a mountain. Leading into it was giant foot prints in the ground. The little girl heard a growl coming from inside, and smiled lightly.
"Come, teddy, let's go make us some new friends to help find the bad guy!"
Little Elena skipped along into the cave, almost seeming joyous at her discovery of what was likely to be a monsters lair. To anyone else, it would seem like a death wish. To anyone but this little girl, who had only one care in the world to bother her.
(( Meh, kinda crappy. Sorry, needed somewhere for my little spawn of evil to pop up. xD ))
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Post by Le Jeune Maitre on Mar 4, 2011 2:03:18 GMT -5
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「 ♔| - - Ｎｏｅｌ Ｄ’Ｌａｒｍｅｓ ❦;; 」
▄ ▄ ▄▄▄▄▄{☤}▄▄▄▄▄ ▄ ▄ ♔ ⊱ || ■ ■ ■ ( The bells have been rung, Cinderella ↴ )
. . . Take off your shoe and run
. . . If you don’t, I won’t be able to look for you
. . . and bad dreams will start haunting you
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The pools of glacier were a fathomless abyss of depair. Yet it was a despair he was was simply too numb to feel. The boy closed his eyes against the light, willing himself into the darkness.
Though he wanted rest, it would not come to him, as images haunted his mind, and he could see them, clearly, vividly enough with them having to manifest into a distortion of reality in his sleep. In his dreams. Vaguely, he wondered, if he were even capable of dreaming anymore.
And then, like a sigh, the wind suddenly seemed to thicken, and a chill ran through the boy's blood. The concentrated dark essence within him tingled with alarm, and he reopened his eyes, once again. Eyes still half lidded and dazed, he slowly lifted his head, and allowed his unfocused gaze to drift over Dominic's shoulder.
He felt the shadows within him tighten and coil, his power flowing like a second pulse. Noel's lips parted briefly before his eyes narrowed somewhat, regaining slight clarity."Aah," He breathed, softly. "... Death," The boy uttered, in a manner that was not so much cryptic, but a matter of fact. The shadows manifested about his form, a transparent black smoke.
[-SOBS-]
┗━━━━━━━━━┛ ♔ ⊱ || ■ ( Things like [ LOVE ] and 「DREAMS」 and { HOPE } ↴ )
I threw all of them away . . .
I then cry out “I’m coming for you”. . . |
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Post by Qui Me Defendet on Mar 4, 2011 2:25:27 GMT -5
【 Dominic Othello 】
Auldrant [Cheagle Woods]
Just don’t give up!
I’m workin’ it out...
Please don’t give in...
I won’t let you down!
It messed me up, need a second to breathe...
Just keep coming around!
Hey, what do you want from me?
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Quite quickly after Noel reacted to the presence of Death, Dominic sensed it as well. He gritted his teeth and stopped walking for a moment. "It is in the direction of the den." He stated softly, forlornly. He glanced down at the boy in his arms, examining the dark aura now swirling around him. "I am going to put you down." He did so soon after, settling the ex-noble on his feet. After making sure that he didn't fall over, he began to walk.
"Stay close."
After murmuring this, he took the form of a large wolf. He preferred this form to most, since it was powerful and covered in weapons he could easily use. He could no longer speak to his charge in this form, for his new jaws simply were never evolved for the art of speech. Rather, it was made for ripping, which Dominic intended to do if need be.
After glancing over at Noel, he began to walk forward. His pace was slow and careful. Not only did he not want to alert anything dangerous to their presence, but he also did not want Noel to fall behind him...which simply would not be good on Dominic's part.
The smells that wrapped themselves around Dominic's new nose were worrysome. The usual smells of a forest were dimmed by the scent of something dead. What was it...? The "devil"'s lips curled up in a snarl. How could a creature, living, smell like this? He could tell that whatever it was, was alive...and yet...it was dead. It was so obviously dead it repelled him. It was a slight against nature. Instinctively, Dominic wanted to hate it.
Finally, they neared the den, the stench of death growing ever thicker. It was dark within. Dominic could hear the growls of the creature that resided within, but he could also sense that this creature was not the slight against nature. Whatever it was...it was with the creature. There was someone else in there...!
A deep growl ripped from Dominic's throat, then he ran in.
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Yeah, it’s plain to see...
that baby you’re beautiful!
And there's nothing wrong with you!
It’s me – I’m a freak,
but thanks for loving me.
Cause you’re doing it perfectly...~ |
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Post by A New Familiar on Mar 4, 2011 3:02:01 GMT -5
There was a shrill scream ringing through the air, from deeper in the den. As Dominic would make his way into the den, he would find what seemed to be a little girl pinned to the floor. By what, was probably the one thing most people did not want to know. She was underneath a the giant claws of a strange creature. It had two heads, each one looking like a draconic wolf with twisted rams horns. The one paw holding the girl down was one in a set of six powerful and muscular legs. It had three long and ropey tails, swaying all over the place.
The girl struggled to get out from underneath the claws of the beast, but it just tightened it's grip and snarled at her. The beast looked enraged, but terrified at the same time. That was a dangerous mix of feelings to have on a massive predatory animal like this one. It heard something coming into its den, and would roar horrifically. The roar was the stuff of nightmares, echoing like a mix between a lion, a hawk, and a crocodile.
"H-Help! Please, help me! He's hurting me!"
Despite the girls pleas, it would be obvious to anyone with higher senses then a humans that she was the cause of the deathly stench. It was like the scent was dug deep into her very skin, her very soul as it were. She smelled not just of death, but of rotten flesh, of decay and disease. It was like she was a walking plague, with the appearance of a fourteen year old girl. Even so, it looked like she was in fairly grave danger.
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Post by Le Jeune Maitre on Mar 5, 2011 1:42:48 GMT -5
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「 ♔| - - Ｎｏｅｌ Ｄ’Ｌａｒｍｅｓ ❦;; 」
▄ ▄ ▄▄▄▄▄{☤}▄▄▄▄▄ ▄ ▄ ♔ ⊱ || ■ ■ ■ ( The bells have been rung, Cinderella ↴ )
. . . Take off your shoe and run
. . . If you don’t, I won’t be able to look for you
. . . and bad dreams will start haunting you
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The boy nodded, being able to pinpoint where the source was coming from with ease. The dark matter in his blood was easily able to pinpoint the direction from where the corpse was. However... "Something is off." He murmured, just as the devil set him down. Whatever it was that the flow was feeding off from, it was, indeed, dead, however... at the same time, something did not quite feel right. Glacier eyes narrowed somewhat; the dark essence that flowed into him was easily replenishing his physical energy, although it did nothing to alert his tired mind.
The boy did as he was told, easily and silently walking behind his devil, the black smokey shadows becoming larger as they approached the abode. There were more than one presence from inside of the cave-- one was alive, however, the other...
Noel watched as the 'devil' sped into the den, before him. The boy followed after, at his own, unconcerned pace. At least, he had been unconcerned until he heard the cry;
"H-Help! Please, help me! He's hurting me!"
...? He hadn't expected that.
However...
He hadn't expected what it was he'd seen inside the cave, either. The shadows streched, ready to strike and take action, until he realized... The pull of death was emanating from the /girl/. It was not a corpse that the strange creature had eaten. Although, something was wrong with this picture... The boy narrowed his eyes, the transparency of the shadows slowly becoming more opaque. "What... in the nine hells /is/ that...?" The creature-- The animal was frightened. In fact, it seemed terrified. He'd never seen such a creature back on Elibrius Nox.
[Bloody hell, this is awful.]
┗━━━━━━━━━┛ ♔ ⊱ || ■ ( Things like [ LOVE ] and 「DREAMS」 and { HOPE } ↴ )
I threw all of them away . . .
I then cry out “I’m coming for you”. . . |
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Post by Qui Me Defendet on Mar 6, 2011 0:15:51 GMT -5
【 Dominic Othello 】
Auldrant - Cheagle Woods
Just don’t give up!
I’m workin’ it out...
Please don’t give in...
I won’t let you down!
It messed me up, need a second to breathe...
Just keep coming around!
Hey, what do you want from me?
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Hackles raised and fangs bared in a ferocious snarl, Dominic came into the room. He stood for a moment to assess the situation. He looked at the monster. He looked at the girl. All of the smells in the room were swirling, mixing...and he couldn't tell where the smell of death was coming from. He didn't know who he was supposed to attack. The monster was obviously terrified of the girl in front of it, but the girl looked equally terrified. When his sense of smell was blocked, what was he supposed to think?
"H-Help! Please, help me! He's hurting me!"
That settled it, didn't it?
With a violent growl-turned-roar, Dominic leaped upon the monster and tackled it off of the girl. He dug his claws into its scaley flesh and wrestled with it for a moment before finally clamping powerful jaws around its neck. The skin was resistant for an agonizing second, then blood filled his mouth. Warm blood, blood that was...definitely being pumped out of the wounds with a beating and lively heart.
'I got it wrong...' He realized with a cold, reeling feeling flushing through his body.
In the moment of hesitation it took to rip the monster's jugular out of its neck, Dominic was thrown at the wall. He hit it so hard that his breath was sent flying out of his lungs. For a moment, he was dazed. His sight was fuzzy. All that was ringing through his mind as he was laying there was 'Ah...is this it?' And he felt like smiling. He wouldn't mind if this was his last moment. He had...nothing else, right?
"What... in the nine hells /is/ that...?"
The "demon" flinched and suddenly came to life as Noel's voice rang in his ears. The daze shattered and he surged to his feet. His hackles were raised once more. And despite the fact that he was bleeding from a gash on his head, his snarl had the same amount of energy that it had when he had first ran in.
Ah yes... Dominic did have a reason to be here right now. That was the very reason he was even alive, wasn't it? He still had someone he needed to take care of. Of course he couldn't leave right now. He couldn't die. Not yet. He couldn't die yet. He still had things to do! So...right now...he had to survive! He had to live.
He glanced back towards his charge and followed his gaze. The girl was who the deadness was coming from. It was obvious from the way Noel's eyes were trained on her. However, Dominic was unsure of his next move. The monster was stunned at this moment and snarling at them in the corner. The girl was still shocked from just having the monster on top of her.
Dominic ran back to Noel and stood by his side. He was ready for action at any second. He watched the two carefully. As he saw it, they were both the enemy. However, Dominic did not want to needlessly kill anything. He would wait for one of them to attack. Either that, or he would wait for Noel to give the order.
Using their faint bond, Dominic contacted Noel. 'I am your weapon, sir. Whatever you wish for me to do, I shall act upon it.' He looked up at him, right in the eyes. 'What is it that you wish of me...?'
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Yeah, it’s plain to see...
that baby you’re beautiful!
And there's nothing wrong with you!
It’s me – I’m a freak,
but thanks for loving me.
Cause you’re doing it perfectly...~ |
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Post by Le Jeune Maitre on Mar 9, 2011 2:49:06 GMT -5
♔
「 "In a world I have lost my beloved..." 」
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「 ♔|| N o e l ❦ D ` L a r m e s ;; 」
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「 "Of what color will the flowers bloom...?" 」
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The boy sucked in a breath as the scent of the blood reached him. It was a scent that he had been exposed to, in too little time, for far too long. Along with it, mingled the stench of death about the cavern, and both alone were enough to make him feel sick.
Images flashed through his mind like a cinematic recording, the individual images hazy and blurring, moving far too quickly for him to settle upon and see... and yet, at the same time, he saw them with utmost clarity. Etched into his mind like a scar, like rotting scar tissues of an infected wound. Gruesome and unbearable to see, yet he couldn't bring himself to look away.
Look away...
His gazed was trained upon the girl, glacier blue eye shielded by thick, pretty lashes, of which he peered through, with his narrowed gaze. The essence of death radiated from her so distinctly... But how was that so...? She was moving, she was speaking... She was breathing-- right?-- everything that they hadn't done while the blood pooled from their very bodies on the floor. His Ryielath, his mother, his father.
Why is it that you move...? Breath, speak...?
Why, when the last noise dear mother emitted was that horrible, horrible shriek...
The muscles in his slender hand twitched as he willed it to move, and it protested. Slowly, he lifted the trembling limb from his side, and with it, he undid the bandages that bound his left eye shut... Then it opened. Unlike it's glacial twin, the boy's left eye was like a cloud in every sense of the word, with the exception of it's haunting lucidity; an impossible clarity. With it, he saw the world in a different light--
White shadows, black light...
There isn't anything there?
Noel took a step back, as his servant's voice cut into his thoughts.
'What is it you wish of me?'
The boy's lips parted, and his voice ran clear, liquescent, just barely above a whisper. Whether he was indicating the girl or the animal, he was no longer quite so sure, yet his gaze continued to linger where it had strayed to, the moment he had entered the den. Finally, he breathed... "... Destroy it."
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Post by A New Familiar on Mar 9, 2011 3:29:24 GMT -5
It took a few moments after the beast had been taken off of her, but the little girl slowly got up off the ground. She dusted herself off, seeming to be relatively fine despite the size of the beast. If anything, she should have been hurt by the force of the beasts paw on her body. She looked at the beast, and stuck her tongue out at it in a very childish manner. She crossed her arms, when she remembered something important.
Where was her teddy? Her beloved companion which she always had with her. She looked around, and finally saw her stuffed friend on the floor. She went to pick him up, but when she turned him over, she was horrified. He had a massive gash on his back, obviously caused by the monsters claw. She picked him up carefully, and held him to her chest closely. For a few moments, she was silent, before she turned to the beast in question.
The beast was getting up, and getting ready to fight back. Despite being injured, it was still being threatened by several things in it's own home. Before it could do anything, though, there was a dark purple aura surrounding the girl. A massive seal formed below her feet. It was triangular, with very twisted looking designs. At each point of the triangle, was another, separate circular seal. The seal had a dark purple and black glow to it, and brought forth an incredible wave of death. The girl then spoke, in an eerily monstrous voice as she called her spell.
"Hounds Calling!"
Purplish black lightning struck in three places around her. From the lightning, came a set of three beasts. At first glance, they would look like dogs. In fact, they were, but not any common dogs. They had rotted flesh, with teeth piercing through their own faces. Flames spouted from holes all over their torso, as they growled and grumbled in anticipation. The girl lifted a single finger towards the creature.
"Fetch me it's soul..."
As she commanded her beasts in that same inhuman voice, they all charged relentlessly at the creature. The beast roared, and attempted to slash at them with it's claws. The dogs were too nimble, and managed to tackle onto the beast. They latched their teeth onto it, and started tearing into it's flesh. The beast howled in pain, as it tried to bite them off of it's own mouth. As it attempted at one, the scalding flames burned at it's mouth. It was torn between the pain of the teeth, and the flames.
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Post by Qui Me Defendet on Mar 10, 2011 1:06:56 GMT -5
【 Dominic Othello 】
Auldrant - Cheagle Woods
Just don’t give up!
I’m workin’ it out...
Please don’t give in...
I won’t let you down!
It messed me up, need a second to breathe...
Just keep coming around!
Hey, what do you want from me?
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Dominic rumbled in anticipation as he waited for Noel to make the command. He wanted nothing more than to finish this as quickly as possible so he could put the boy to rest. He was exhausted after all. Dominic didn't want him to have to be doing such things right now. He needed to sleep.
"... Destroy it."
At the order, Dominic released a snarl that could be compared to the sound of a revving engine, then he raced forward. He was so close to tearing into the creature's flesh and ending its life forever, but then a most monstrous event occurred. The dead girl appeared to be doing something. The sheer odor of death was enough to halt the "devil" in his tracks. He whipped his head around and snarled at the girl as an inhuman voice shrieked from her throat.
He took a few steps back when the hounds thundered into existence. The smell was horrible. They were rotting...they were dead too. What kind of girl was this? Who was she? How...was she? All that fire...
"Fetch me its soul..."
Dominic bristled and backed away as the hounds lurched forward and began to tear the monster apart. He could hear the horrendous sound of ripping flesh. The creature's screams were something that Dominic would never forget. They reminded him immediately of the screams that he had heard not even twenty four hours ago. They made the shape-shifter tremble with fear.
The "devil" gave a shudder and then returned to his human form. He was pale as he watched the scene before him. He turned back towards Noel and then was abruptly in front of him. He pressed a hand to the boy's eyes and covered them. He then situated himself behind him and remained there. He did everything he could to not tremble as he stood there, but he failed. He knew Noel was likely to feel his tremors. However, knowing the events that had occurred so recently, he knew that the sight of something being killed so brutally would send him into a fit of sorts.
"Those creatures..." He uttered. "How horrible." His grip tightened on the boy as if he were trying to comfort himself. "They should not exist...Such a sin against existence...should not be tolerated."
[ LOL. THIS IS "DARK TEAL"... ]
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Yeah, it’s plain to see...
that baby you’re beautiful!
And there's nothing wrong with you!
It’s me – I’m a freak,
but thanks for loving me.
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Post by A New Familiar on Mar 29, 2011 20:03:18 GMT -5
It took only but a few minutes, before the beast had been taken down by the minions of this little 'girl'. The fleshy, flame-ridden hounds slowly made their way back to their master. The little girl skipped up to them. She wrapped her arms around one, nuzzling it and rubbing its leathery skin. She kissed each one on the head, before they would disappear in a small flash of lightning. It wasn't long before she took notice once more to her beloved teddy. She looked down, and examined it. Falling to her knees, she began to sniffle.
"Oh, teddy, how could he do this to you?"
She held it close, sniffling lightly as tears slid down her cheeks. As she slowly fell into a depressed mood, the smell of death seemed to lighten up. The aroma that surrounded the girl lightened to the smell of mere garbage, fare more easy to deal with then death and rotting flesh. She didn't know what to do, because she didn't know how to fix her teddy. She had no one to help her out, that is...except for possibly the other two in the cave. She turned to face them, sniffling lightly. Her voiced echoed with the sound of despair as she spoke.
"Can...can you fix teddy?"
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Post by Le Jeune Maitre on Apr 2, 2011 23:03:50 GMT -5
♔
「 "In a world I have lost my beloved..." 」
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「 ♔|| N o e l ❦ D ` L a r m e s ;; 」
▄ ▄ ▄▄▄▄▄{☤}▄▄▄▄▄ ▄ ▄
「 "Of what color will the flowers bloom...?" 」
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For once, the boy did not struggle against the male's hold, instead stumbling back against the trembling, yet much more steady form of his servant's frame. Noel's own body shook, as he raised his hands towards the elder male's own, placing his over Dominic's hands and clutching them, keeping them there.
His breath shuddered as he did, occasionally punctuated by a gasping swallow of air-- as if he couldn't breathe properly. His body was already in a sort of spasm from having been surrounded by so much death only a mere few hours or so ago.
He swallowed hard, as the sensation of death seeped into his body, strengthing him with a strength he did not desire-- for his own powers to be fueled by the death of others-- "Uh... nn..." It made him feel sick.
Concentrating on clutching Dominic's hand was all he could do to not throw up again. It reeked... When the animal's anguished cries halted, his body's shaking still did not cease.
He held onto Dominic's hand for a moment longer, before slipping it from his face and stumbling away from the male, almost in a recoil. There was a flicker of clarity within his eyes, that suddenly lit a flame, through his daze. Though the dazedness was still there. "... I..." He started, recognition, of some sort, coming to light.
And then, a flare of anguish, and disgust, all taking place in a mere two seconds. Noel's gaze fell away from Dominic, settling instead on the girl as she fell to her knees beside a stuffed animal. He studied her for a moment, his expression blank and uncomprehending as she spoke, before he closed his eyes.
"... Perhaps my servant will," he stated, forcing himself to move towards her. He stopped in front of the girl, before bending down enough to study the bear.
"... He may be able to fix it, given the right materials. Perhaps there will be a place to find something to sew with, in the nearest town." Although... Noel straightened then. "Unfortunately, I do not know where it is; neither he, nor I... are from this area." He murmured.
┗━━━━━━━━━┛ ♔ ⊱ || ■ Things like [ LOVE ] and 「DREAMS」 and { HOPE } ↴
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Post by A New Familiar on May 25, 2011 13:37:15 GMT -5
"You're not...from here?"
The little girl paused for a moment, thinking to herself. She took a few moments to look at the people before her, who did not seem to be all that bad. After all, they had yet to attack her or call her a demon or anything. In fact, their clothes seemed just a tad odd to her. As if they didn't belong here. On top of that, the feel of them was just off to her. She blinked a bit, suddenly 'getting it'. They must be from a different country then what she had lived in! People were obviously different from place to place, in clothes and in feel!
"Oh! Well, that's okay! I know ze way to a town not too far from here! I'll lead the way!"
With that, the little girl suddenly grabbed Noel's hand. The little girls hand was a grayish tone, the color of lifeless skin. It felt soft, unnaturally soft. Cold, cold as a frozen tundra itself. Nothing was natural about this girl's hand, or her very self for that matter. Even so, she began dragging Noel out of the cave. She knew the way, and she waned to fix teddy before it was too late! After all, she loved her teddy!
((Sorry for short, crappy post. Couldn't think, and wanted to move it along. xD ))
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