In a cataclysm known as the Nightfall, the worlds were almost completely destroyed by a harrowing surge of darkness.
In the shadows of the ensuing chaos a new group has taken shape. Led by an Aegyl named Kalos, the 11th Hour touts an esoteric knowledge of how to combat the darkness and restore the worlds. They might be the worlds’ best chance at survival; but nobody really knows enough about them to confirm or deny their claims.
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Post by shinjihirako on Nov 21, 2009 22:03:48 GMT -4
Hearing the man sing Seth instantly knew that this would either be a depressing or comforting moment. Getting rather irritated by the way things were going Seth gripped his hair and called upon Aquais. He was better at handling stuff like this. As a cold mist started to surround Seth his hair lengthened and the color was a deep blue. The mist clearing his eyes were now an almost clear blue.
Aquais listened to Darkun speak and shook his head, the poor man. Such was life, people living ordinary lives with others holding fantastic burdens that were almost too heavy to bear. "You poor soul, to suffer from such a curse. To be rejected by society simply because of what you harbor. Well do not expect me to show the same thought as others. The four of us shall not hate you simply because of what you contain." Aquais was probably the most caring out of the four and knew that this man could be trusted. They truly had, had a similar past though Solace had taken more extreme measures. But perhaps it was better to be acknowledged as a threat than not be acknowledged at all.
Post by Ellie who has 0% on Nov 22, 2009 11:42:46 GMT -4
"Yeah you have us now, literally five if you want to count all of Seth. Also I have enough violets to calm you down; I doubt I would have to incline to Baby's Breath..." his voice dimmed down thinking about how would he go about that. He didn't see it sanitary to just cough or blow air on him, but Samael was too cautious, frightened, and infamiliar with the thought of even kissing.
"So you don't have to worry about Dawa so much, since you're not alone anymore and have more people looking after you." A violet hued butterfly fluttered from a rose on Samael's head before landing on Darkun's nose.
Post by darkunslint on Nov 22, 2009 12:46:39 GMT -4
He looked up after finishing his song, Seth had changed, as in physically changed, he was now blue… his body language far more lax, he was, comforting. “Thank you…” He spoke unsure what else to say to this other side, it was obviously another side of Seth, one of the other personalities that he held within. There was a big difference though; he made physical changes from different personalities…
Samael then started speaking how he wasn’t alone, he felt so together, he felt like everything might finally be ok, he had friends, ones that where freaks just like him, they cared about him, and he cared for them too.
He wiggled his nose lightly as the purple butterfly landed upon his nose. “ Pretty” he mumbled lightly, a small tear falling down his eye, splashing on the floor, it was at this point that Darkun stood up, turned around like he was stretching and quickly wiped his eye of the tear.
“Thanks guys” he turned his head back to look at them. “ It means a lot to me. If you ever need anything from me, just ask. Im sure I can help out as well!” he smiled, walking towards his two friends, he now didn’t care that he was in the mansion, he had his companions.
Post by Ellie who has 0% on Nov 22, 2009 18:30:59 GMT -4
"Good," Samael spoke with a smile. His nose twitched. "I have a feeling that it will rain soon. The plants outside are yearning for it. So shall we stay here, or run back to town trying to find some sort of shelt-"
The vines that buried itself in underneat the mansion really uprooted from below before wrapping themselves around the doors. Samael blinked at the behavior before turning to look at Seth and Darkun. "It seems to me that they don't want us to leave just yet. I guess it's going to be one heck of a storm tonight. Funny, it looked so clear today."
Why did they act that way...
The answer was that creatures of darkness and nothingness lurking from the forest wanted hearts to harvest, but they were too bust fighting amongst each other. The survivors may surely come to interrupt the peace and take what it needs.
Post by darkunslint on Nov 22, 2009 19:35:43 GMT -4
It was then that he saw something flicker to his side. It was a nobody, a dusk. It had just appeared up the stairs to the right. He quickly ran up to it, it was obviously hurt pretty badly. It writhed in pain, claw marks stretched along the front of its white suit. Darkun, for some reason, felt bad for it… the poor thing.
“Are you… ok?” he asked the dusk lightly, he hated these things, but it was hurt, it was damaged, and by the looks of it, it was dieing. The dusks replied, without moving anything like a mouth “ Im dieing” it replied bluntly. Darkun may have not known it, but he was a nobody, maybe only nobodies could talk to nobodies. “Is there anything I can do to help you?” Darkun asked, obvious to the stares he might have been getting. The nobody replied once.
“Don’t… forget me”
"I promise you." Darkun saidslowly and with that the nobody slowly dissolved into nothing, not that it ever really was anything. Darkun, on one knee, felt the nothing slowly disappear from his hand. How was he sympathetic to them? Why did he feel sorry for it? Why didn’t he kill it?
It was then that he slowly turned around and looked at the other two. He was unsure what to say due to what had just happened, and waited to see what they said.
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Last Edit: Nov 22, 2009 19:41:34 GMT -4 by darkunslint
