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 darkunslint on Feb 17, 2010 9:14:47 GMT -4
Darkun listened to the small piece of music; it was delightful to say the least. It was… relaxing and peaceful. Darkun felt at east, or did he? Did he really feel? He didn’t know, it felt like it but now he doubted everything. There was only one way to find out. “I must recover my memories.” He announced to the nobody.
He cast his glance back to the door with his sweet Sam inside, walked towards the door to it. “I’ll find my memories and protect my heart. Make sure you protect yours, if we don’t have our hearts… what else do we have?” With that he walked back into the room, and sat beside Sam.
He looked up at the ceiling as his hand absent mindfully caressed Sam’s hair; he loved how Sam’s hair was full of flowers and so beautiful. Regardless of what Sam might say and how he can say he isn’t a flower but a poison, he would always be Darkun’s ever bloomed flower. Until the end of days.
The Nobody sat down beside them both, his figure being warmed by the fire, and dropped his head slightly. The strange antenna twitched slightly as the being let down his guard. Its blank mask showed no change in status, yet the stillness in which it sat seemed to give it away.
It had no dreams, nor did it have nightmares. Instead, as it slept, it felt strange auras that rose and fell, false emotions that flowed through its empty body. Different colors of blues, greens, and reds, slightly luminescent waves in a shell of Nothing. Yet outside of that shell, it had a heart in its friends... And for once the Nobody understood exactly what a Heart was.
Post by Ellie who has 0% on Feb 18, 2010 18:04:00 GMT -4
The dawn broke as the warm rays of the morning broke through into the cold mansion. Eyes wiggled beneath their lids as the light from the outside disturbed the sleeper before they fluttered upon. Naturally his amber eyes squinted seeing the gleam with a groan and rose up from the coach, which was used at his temporay bed.
His arms lifted in a stretch to feel muscles twitch with a groan. It has been a while since he slept so well. Samael normally woke up with a chill and could hardly return to sleep afterwards. Blinking his eyes, a couple of times, he saw both Amadeus and Darkun.
They seemed so silent that he wasn't aware if they were asleep or not. To not disturbed them, he slowly rose from the couch to the nearby bathroom. The plumbing probably haven't been tended to for years, but nature calls regardless.
Post by darkunslint on Feb 18, 2010 18:13:49 GMT -4
Darkun hadn’t slept at all; he had all that was being said from Amadeus drifting around his head, how could he sleep at all. Instead his hand circled around Sam’s hair, stroking, caressing. The light shone through and Darkun withdrew his gaze from the light.
Sam moved slightly, Darkun knew that it was time for Sam to awake, he slowly removed his hand, unaware of if Sam had felt his hand caressing all night long. He got up and moved into the bathroom. “ Did you sleep well?” Darkun called after his friend… his heart.
Darkun stood up and walked to the door, and then he leant against the back of the wall, speaking outwards and resting his head backwards against the skirting of the building. “ If I knew the sun was coming up I would have shaded you so you slept better.” Darkun looked towards the door, which was just to his side. Waiting for his heart to walk out from the bathroom.
In the mean time he looked to Amadeus “ How are you today?” he asked analysing the white nothing, the same nothing that he was.
The Nameless Nobody's antenna twitched as Darkun directed its attention at him. The white being looked to its friend, the black hat-like object giving it an odd, sleepy look. But the Nameless Nobody was completely awake, and its instinctual curiosity had already taken over. It nodded to Darkun and flitted around the room, examining all of the things that were hidden in Darkness the night before. Pictures, books, the Nobody flipped through them all like a child with a box of candy.
The creature obviously enjoyed information, even if it couldn't piece together the words. It mostly looked at the pictures. For example, it had found a picture of a medieval cannon and its workings, and had soaked up the information immediately about how those were created. In another book, it found a wonderful new piece of music for its violins.
The Nobody continued to look through the books, its chest full of a strange, warm feeling. This information made the creature so... Something.
Post by Ellie who has 0% on Feb 19, 2010 15:53:21 GMT -4
Samael was awake enough to acknowledge Darkun's voice with a low hum. He was about to rinse his hand clean until he saw the brown tint of the water flowing from the faucet and down the sink. It was taking to long for it to clear up. Wrinkling his nose, he turned it off to leave.
“ If I knew the sun was coming up I would have shaded you so you slept better.”
"That would've been nice. I still feel....drowsy." The mutant muttered with a yawn. He slowly walked back towards the couch before flopping on it with a groan. He yawned loudly, while slowly blinking "Mmm"
Post by darkunslint on Feb 24, 2010 9:42:17 GMT -4
((sorry short))
Darkun pushed off the wall that he was leant against and took his original position on the floor next to the sofa. He looked at the nobody running round the room, taking in information. Was he really a nobody? Was it true?
He let his hand drift upwards towards Sam, and then it slowly disappeared into Sam’s shadow. It was the only place that Darkun could touch him without Sam realising, and Darkun liked it, although some may see it as a breach to trust, Darkun saw it as an unknown intimacy, one that he could only think he felt. After all, nobodies can’t feel.
“So what are the plans then?” He said, directing the question to both Amadeus and Sam.
The Nameless Nobody shot a glance to Darkun, wondering what he meant. Plan? Such an odd word. The Nobody knew what the foundation of the word meant, yet he didn't understand how to verbalize it. He didn't know how to carry out the meaning of the word, as in, stick to a specific route. Drifting was just a habit of the Nameless Nobody. It wanted to explore the Worlds around it and gain knowledge on everything.
The Nobody disappeared for a moment into a separate room. It returned carrying four very large books, its body twisting from side to side as it stepped across the room. It eventually found the group and put the books down, throwing them in a crescent pattern. It opened all four of them and flipped through the thin pages for pictures as it listened to its new friends.
