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Post by darkunslint on Jan 14, 2010 14:46:44 GMT -4
Darkun was impressed by how well Amadeus played the music; it was wound perfectly through the air. His voice joining with it, together they formed a duet that none could match. He heard; however much Sam tried to conceal it; Sam’s yawn, was he tired? “ Sam, if your tired you can go to sleep ya know, I wont let anything come near you, and Im sure Amadeus wouldn’t let you get hurt right?” He looked over to Amadeus, smiling slightly at it.
“Hey… I’ve been wondering… Why am I the only one that can speak to Amadeus?” he wondered the thought aloud, both Amadeus and Sam where asked the question, it was one that troubled him even more, it was probably obvious to Sam that it troubled him, Amadeus might of noticed, it depends if he was adapt in listening to the tone of a persons voice.
Darkun mused the thoughts over slowly, they melded around his head and he found himself leaning closer to Sam, his head leant back onto the couch so that it was close to Sam’s hand. His hat fell back, revealing the long azure blue hair that rolled down and fell over Sam’s hand.
Amadeus looked over to the boy, wondering what he could mean by that. Sure, the Darkun could hear Amadeus. They were both Nobodies. It took Amadeus a lot of energy to speak to him, but it was still possible because this boy could feel the Nothing. Amadeus' words were Nothing. Nonexistent. The Darkun could pick this up...
Amadeus kept playing the flute, the sounds warming the air around them, and watched the Darkun. An odd character. Both human and Nobody. A Nobody who borrowed the Hearts of his friends. That was good... It showed that even though they resided in Nothing, they could still feel reality around them and respond to it. The Darkun could, anyways. Amadeus wondered if his flute was the only thing that tied him to the outside worlds. Just a thought, it didn't hurt the Nobody. But he still wondered...
Post by Ellie who has 0% on Jan 15, 2010 14:15:12 GMT -4
Samael yawned after listening to Darkun. There was no sense of hiding if he got caught, "I just didn't want to be rude", he snuggled closer to the sofa, "and I'm not a damsel in distress."
A hand went up to scratch an itch in his hair, "I was built to be a weapon after all." He replied, while flicking a patch of blue hair with his spare hand.
“Hey… I’ve been wondering… Why am I the only one that can speak to Amadeus?”
"Well technically anyone can talk to him, but I guess very few can hear his dialouge. Perhaps there's a connection or it's an additional gift of yours." The mutant shrugged, while closing his eyes.
Post by darkunslint on Jan 15, 2010 15:54:50 GMT -4
((Crap post I know))
Darkun mulled the thoughts over, glancing at Amadeus. “ Do you know why I can understand you?” he asked through the strange link that they shared a link that unfortunately could not be heard by Sam.
“Let me lull you to sleep Sam…” He smiled happily before beginning to sing.
And through it all How could you cry for me? Cause I don't feel bad about it. So shut your eyes, Kiss me goodbye, And sleep. Just sleep.
The hardest part is letting go of your dreams.
A drink for the horror that I'm in, For the good guys, and the bad guys, For the monsters that I've been. Three cheers for tyranny, Unapologetic apathy, Cause there ain't no way that I'm coming back again.
And through it all How could you cry for me? Cause I don't feel bad about it. So shut your eyes, Kiss me goodbye, And sleep. Just sleep.
The hardest part's the awful things that I've seen.
"...Sometimes I see flames. And sometimes I see people that I love dying and... it's always..."
Just sleep. Just … Sleep Just sleep Just Sleep. Just… Sleeeeeeeep.
He hoped that in hos own way Darkun had helped his friend find peace, he wanted Sam to enjoy his life. Darkun had recently been unnerved, he was remembering things from his past… But it didn’t look like him, it was similar, but there were differences… What was he? He pushed the thoughts from his mind and continued to sit near his beloved Sam.
The Nameless Nobody watched Sam close his eyes and looked to Darkun. He let the fire drop to the ground and commanded it to stay, continuously playing his tune. He rose his hand to Darkun and beckoned him over. Amadeus slowly walked towards the next room, where he could "speak" to Darkun better.
His silver body glimmered in the moonlight of Twilight Town, a town in which the daytime was continuously gold and red. It wasn't often that the Nobody watched the moon. It reminded him of himself. The moon was a creature of silver and black... And Amadeus was as well. He wondered what that solitude felt like. The moon was so important. It had a reason to exist... The Nobody wanted that reason. He wanted to be important, instead of "just another Nobody".
And he had a feeling Darkun wanted to understand the truth, ((Sorry, nothing I could really say here.))
Post by Ellie who has 0% on Jan 19, 2010 17:43:54 GMT -4
Like a sailor to a siren, he felt drugged for a moment as his lids grew heavy over the melting ambers before they closed. The mutant hummed softly as he drifted away like a leaf on a breeze into sleep. His breathing softened into a low whisper as the song echoed and trailed in and out of his ears.
His hand idly brushed a spec from his face as the other slowly fiddle with the coach and slick strands of hair. A sigh emitted from his lips as the eye lids twitched with his dreams leaving the two nobodies alone to their own company.
Post by darkunslint on Jan 20, 2010 16:39:43 GMT -4
Darkun ended his tune, and looking at Amadeus he got the words “ Speak” through his mind. Amadeus wanted to speak to him about something. He stood up slowly, now that Sam was asleep, Darkun took his own shadow from the floor, pulling it up, forming it into a thick square and then solidified it into a sort of blanket, and laid it over the sleeping gods poison. “ Sleep well… my … da—“
He stood up, walked away slowly, into the next room, leaving the door open a crack so that if anything happened Darkun could quickly get in and help.
“What’s wrong?” he asked Amadeus out loud, there was no need for him to concentrate, everyone to speak to Amadeus normally, only he could understand him though. If Sam wasn’t asleep, he could probably hear the conversation at a strain.
“Is there something wrong?” He asked, sitting down near the nobody, looking up at the moonlight.
The Nobody stared at him, its invisible gaze almost static. At first, it didn't do anything. A series of notes flew from the flute in random order, but the message was pretty obvious.
The Nobody was confused.
Amadeus sniffed at Darkun, its strange antenna moving on their own. In the end, it drew away from its new friend and held the flute up. A long, low chord was barely heard in the room. The notes were the same notes, just higher on the scale. Those strange white words seemed to appear in Darkun's mind, the white text on black. It was like an image that broadcast itself in his very brain...
You are me.
Amadeus didn't truly understand how the language they spoke worked, but it did its best to relate them. This Darkun character was a Nobody just as Amadeus was. He had absolutely no smell other than the things he had recently brushed up against, and he didn't even know it.
Post by darkunslint on Jan 26, 2010 7:56:44 GMT -4
(( Sorry, only just realised it was my turn >.<))
Darkun stood there, unsure of what to do with himself, he didn’t know what Amadeus was wanting, it was strange, and he had never met a nobody with such a personality. Maybe he was gaining some kind of existence from being friends with Sam.
That’s when Amadeus spoke, he was unsure what the words meant, but they shone clearly, white on a blackboard in his mind; “You are me.”
“I… Am you?” he didn’t understand, what did Amadeus mean, Darkun was Darkun… well most of the time anyway. “I don’t understand… What do you mean?” Darkun was completely lost for words, unsure of himself, doubting himself, things that hadn’t arrived since back before Sam.
“Tell me… What do you mean?” he said, the fake emotions running through him, the fake confusion, and the unreal agitation.
Amadeus stared up at Darkun with absolutely no emotion. The strange antenna twitched as it pointed to where Darkun's Heart would be. Its silver body reflected the fact that it was blank... Empty. Its only emotions were drawn from external sources, like music. It was exactly like Darkun was on the inside. They were one in the same, for even though they share separate bodies, both of them were Nothing on the inside. Destined to fade into Darkness.
The Nameless Nobody just stared at Darkun. It didn't know what else to say.
Post by darkunslint on Feb 12, 2010 19:44:59 GMT -4
((Ill presume sam is still KO. If not ill delete the post >.<))
Darkun looked up at the nobody.
“Nobody”
Was Amadeus telling him… that he was a nobody? “ I’m… a nobody?” Pieces of the jigsaw clicked together, that’s why he could speak to Amadeus that no one else could. It started to actually make some kind of sense. He was shocked.
“But I feel… I can feel emotions…” It wasn’t making sense. Then it hit him… now that it had been made obvious to him, he realised that all the emotions he felt… they were all false.
Darkun looked up through the window at the sky. “ Im confused… I never thought this would be the truth that I sought.”
What would Sam think? He was a nobody… could there friendship endure this? Then again Sam was a friend with Amadeus, maybe the two of them could continue… even if his emotions weren’t real…
Amadeus just sat down. What should the Nobody do? What could he do? Why would he do it? The Nameless Nobody didn't understand what the problem was. Of course, he had never felt real emotions that he knew of, but this Nobody seemed hurt almost. Darkun seemed to not know what to do next. What would Amadeus do next? The creature put a hand to its nonexistent lip.
Amadeus would follow Sam.
Standing up, the Nameless Nobody turned to the door and looked back to Darkun. His antenna twitched as he pointed to the blank door.
Post by darkunslint on Feb 13, 2010 11:35:17 GMT -4
((sorry short >.<))
Darkun’s glance followed to the door, behind of which Sam slept. Protect his heart…
His heart…
His heart…
His… Sam. Sam was his heart. Maybe that is what it was, Sam was acting as his heart, because of Sam he could pretend to feel, and it was better than not feeling.
False hope or no hope at all? False hope sounded far more favourable. “ I will protect my heart. I swear I will. What is your heart?”
The Nameless Nobody shimmered in the moonlight as he turned to Darkun once again. So it was true... Even as a Nothing, a being was still able to have a Heart. Even if it was artificial, if they knew not what a real Heart felt like, it was just as good. The Nobody wished it could smile.
If rose Shift Sonata, the white flute, to its mouth and played the soaring tune. It resounded in the air, yet it wasn't too loud to wake up the boy in the next room. The Nobody moved slightly to the small piece and dropped the flute.
