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 Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 11:00 pm
Happy: He smiled and winked back. "Kids will be fun to have around thats for sure." He chuckles and started wondering about what it was going to be like. "We'll both make great parents." Nods.
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 11:10 pm
Sorrow: Nodded and spun around as if something had lifted her spirits. She was estatic in the overall thought of being a mother, unlike the Spirituality Goddess who was incredibly lucky.
"Hmm so what shall we talk about? The trainees are studying hard and I've got free time." she purred still blushing.
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 11:13 pm
Happy: He watched her and couldn't help grinning. He thinks. "Umm..." Shrugs wondering if he was meant to know what to say. "We can talk about anything you like." Shrugs again, he felt he could talk freely about almost anything to her.
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 11:23 pm
Ebil: *Stood up and shook his tail* Uh oh.. call the fire department kids! Better yet cold shower! 119!"
Good:*giggles and makes siren noises*
Sorrow: Coughed as she waved her paws to shoo them away.
She sat beside Happy and mused. "Lovely evening, ne?" shall we go for a walk?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 11:26 pm
Happy: He smiles a bit and stands up. "Yes it is...a walk sounds good, where abouts would you like to go?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 11:33 pm
((Head to the Clearing so we don't kill the temple razz ))
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 3:18 am
((And I finally return... rawr... sweatdrop ))
With the soft thudding sound her feet made on the ground with almost every step she took, Aura smiled lightly, her heart enjoying the peace and tranquility that was around her. In fact, she could stay here forever if circumstances permitted it with all this knowledge awaiting her individual discovery.
The young nymphae suddenly stopped, her eyes remaining closed the way they had been over the past 5 minutes or so. The feeling that had been calling out to her earlier could be felt even more strongly now and it was coming directly from her left.
Not wanting to spoil the moment, the fae reached out tentatively with her left paw, feeling it contact the cool surface of the stone wall as well as a lone wooden door. Perhaps this was the library the Goddess had told her about..?
Hardly able to contain her excitement at how close she was to her destination, Aura's paw reached down for the door knob and turned it. The door opened inward in one single fluid motion as the female stepped into the room at the same time. The feeling... it was very near her now... straight ahead of her in fact.
One step... two steps... Aura stopped once again before stretching out both her paws in front of herself. There was a bookcase about an arm's length away from her and she could feel the bookspines of the many books that lined its shelves beneath her paws.
Each book seemed to possess an aura of its own, causing her to feel various emotions whenever her paws lingered longer than necessary over them during her indecision as to which book she should pick first. Hmm... this one seemed like a good one to try for starters.
With the smile on her face widening slightly, Aura tugged the book free with her paws, grasping it firmly before opening her eyes to find herself face to face with an empty shelf. Well... the shelf was not quite empty since there was an orange book titled Happiness held between her paws.
Now that was interesting... books that could not be seen and had to be felt lest one missed them. Knowing this made the young nymphae all the more excited at what was awaiting her in the days of her training under the Goddess. Still first things first, she had to finish these books before she could consult her Goddess on what she should do next.
Settling herself in a comfortable chair that had been conveniently sited next to the bookcase itself, Aura petted the book gently before opening it to read......
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 6:21 am
Disgust sat in her usual secluded spot, picking at her dirtied nails and staring at Aura, wondering if she was waiting for Sorrow or if she had some other purpose here.
She yawned, as if she were bored, and leaned back against the wall, her eyes still locked on the other Fae. She pushed a bit of frizzy, onyx hair from her eyes with an air of irritation, her nose wrinkling up as she continued to watch.
Too lazy to speak and becoming even more uninterested, Disgust began to cheerfully hum the "Mr. Yuk" theme, tapping her fingers against the wall as she did so.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 1:30 pm
He slipped in again, silent as the night, yet lioud as a thousand screams. Only eyes showed in the deapths of the shadow form he took. A form slowly appeard, deep bloody red in colour until a kat, nearlly twice the size of an average male stood, a hulking beast the horns that creasted his head only adding tot he demonic nature of his being. He smirked looking tot he claws, his mortal guise, how it amused him so. His deep eyes flashed as he once again stepped in to the temple his tail lashing back and forth making great, thwack, swish, noises in the air.
He pauses for a mere moment,. he wasn't one to wait, or one for paitence, he was after all fear. if she didn't answer him this time. His eyes flashed a deep red, he knew he could do nothing to the godess but the call of cain was strong. he wished to be amongst the other emotions though. If she would answer him, he was after all one of her few demons, the demon fear, if there was nothing to fear except fear itself, you should start screaming, for there he stood a beast of phonominal power, hatred and anger filled with every beings worst fears, he was always there, when ever a creature was afraid, when ever the scent of fear filled the air, he was there, perhaps not fuully, but by being this creatutre he knew every beasts fear. He maybe, just maybe even dreamed he knew the godess of emotions, though he would never speak it, no, it was not his place.
He licks his fangs and speaks in to the echoey hall his eyes highlighting, showing that deep fiery glow they often had and seemd to retain even in his shadow guise, the guise of fear itself. "I HAVE RETURNED GODESS, SPEAK TO ME, YOUR DEMON IS HERE" his voice was rough and strangely cold while at the same time it whisperd of emotions unspoken of except in the worst nightmare of every being "Speak to me godess, am I not one of your beasts? Speak to me for I have right to talk to you in person" he whispers, his tail still for a moment, every ounce of his being, for once silent, he usually eminated a sound, a scream, a whisper in the night, but for a mere moment he was silent, completely silent as he awaited the godess to answer him.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 5:23 pm
Happy: He was sitting alone near the entrance of the temple, watching the demon who had entered, calling for his mistress. Though he was rather roud on yelling he decided he would wait for the goddess herself to answer him on what was said as it was perhaps not his place. He decided to be friendly and said in a cheerful voice "Welcome."
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 3:25 pm
Sorrow: Was indeed a happy deity these days that she lived. Not only was her presence known by others, but she also was quite pleased that her fulfilled wish was coming true with Happy.
Standing in the doorway of the library, silent as the night itself, she watched her first hopeful empathist. The nymphae was indeed worthy of accepting her teachings and guidance. She would be the first to be become one of the chosen few.
Her ears perked to the sound of one she recognized within the halls.
The one they say carried the pure "emotion" of fear within. She shuddered a bit, but knew he couldn't harm her.
"I am here demon of fear." she whispered like a soft song. "What do you seek in my temple this day?"
She thought silently of her awaiting eggs, eggs to carry even more emotion into this unsettling world. Then she returned to him for an answer as she made way to the corridor in which he waited.
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Posted: Sun Apr 17, 2005 6:00 pm
Happy: He smiled upon seeing his mistress though he stayed quiet. He watched silently, if anything were to happen he would be there...he had heard this demon fear wasn't very err friendly.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2005 1:49 am
He smirked as he saw her, perhaps he had imagined her taller. He raised a brow and walked all the way around her, just to make sure his eyes flashed that deep bloody red once again. He stood before her, proud as ever, no matter what he would never bow, even to a godess, too full of his own pride and own worth that he little knew what subservience was. he glanced at happy flashing his fangs his ears settling backwards before once again returning his gaze to the small female, the godess of emotion? Sorrow? yes, he thought she would be much bigger.
His deep eyes turned on her , for once a quiet contemplation came to those dark eyes before he spoke "Tell me godess, did you create me?" he whispers. he didn;t know wht he asked, he didn't know why the question was so important, it was though. He had learned so much since taking on this, this mortal form, he had children , hehad demons, he had created them with this body, but who created him in the first place? he almost seemd mildmannerd, almost seemd like he wished to have the godess be proud of him, emotion herself, he felt her presence, felt she was a little frightend of him, he knew he couldn't hurt her, he knew he wouldn't hurt her, yet he knew her fear it was only natural for him to wish to break away from that idea and call upon her fears to make her tell him what he wished to know. he knew he couldn't, he knew he wouldn't even if he could. his mind drifted on her fears and he once again glanced at happy, a smirk and a laugh were the only sounds he made "Interesting" he whispers. He bends down captruing her eyes with his own "everyone has a fear my godess even you, even I fear myself, tell me, I need to know though I do not know why, I need to know.
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2005 11:23 am
Sorrow: Her eyes showed pitty almost for the beast that towered over her.
Though her face alwats showed more sorrow than any other. There was no fear that eminated from the shining Goddess. She simply nodded to him and inticed him to follow her.
As they arrived at a corridor she led him to a large tapestry hanging in tatters and threads, showing age and ruin. Calling upon her wand, she waved it as the tapestry materialized to a shining surface. She closed her eyes and blew outward causing him to feel compassion.
As he looked in the mirror she created, he saw that of a world dark and deep. That where no emotion lied. None of happiness to sadness, surprise to anger. Simply void of everyrthing this world did live. How each being was like any other. How everything moved in the sense of a machine constantly repeating the same over and over again.
She stood and watched him, and then waited for his reaction to what he had witnessed. Her eyes still showed pity, but yet she never did once breathe a word.
But, strangely enough the corridor glowed a pale red that heightened to an otherworldly blood color. If anyone were to witness the Goddess at that moment, they would notice the once soft bright eyed diety had metamorphasized into a taller darker being. Her own two eyes glowing like cursed gems of the darkness.
She shook her head as her gaze swept through him. And a moment later the voice of demon, seemed to boom from her lungs. Yet she remained calm and paused.
"Servent of the element fear, you have betrayed your Goddess by speaking down to her. If you can not heed appreciation for the gift you've been given, then you shall be stripped of said element till you may respect it and that who governs over. You will now tread the soil as a mortal till you refine and respect what is bestowed."
She smirked to a different emotion as he could feel her other godliness turning to pure sarcasm.
"Asking if a diety has a fear, that is laughter from the fiery pits. Really you do make me cackle with laughter dear demon. Tell me, are you really a demon. No look in that mirror closer my dear."
A smile curved her lips as he found himself outside her temple doors. And in the wind a voice could still be heard...
"Redeem thyself and you will be forgiven, till then you shall feel emotion for what it truly is."
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2005 11:07 pm
Bob looked at his claws his eyes flashed angrilly, why didn't thwey melt? why couldn't he become fear? "Godess, how do i redeem myself godess?" his tail lashes "Am I being punished for asking who the ******** created me? I don't understand speak tome" he hisses his tail lashing back and forth angrilly, how the bastarding hell was he supposed to redeem himself? Go cow towing? He felt fear as he enterd. He looks at the temple doors, how was he supposed to redeem himself? he just did his ******** job like he was supposed to. he was there when fear took every faekat and other creature, he was being punished for what he was for being fear? "WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?" he screams again his voice echoing from the pit of his stomach. he was angry. He was frightend, he had been afraid before, he had been afraid and forgotten it. He rememberd hatred, he remembered death, he rememberd blood and killing and the fears of others and he was afraid. He sat, sat upon the steps silently, he wouldn't move, he would stay here and be afraid. His eyes flooded with tears, bloody tears as he watched the world run by him, watched the hatred and the pain of thousands leap from his grasp. He was nout but fear, what was he supposed to do..he had played the mortal, he wasn't good at it so he was told to just do his job, that is what he did, and now, he was being punished for asking who made him? one demon to another? He glared at his claws, flesh, he felt despair and half expected the kat to turn up. He laughed at himself. Foolish, mortals never see you there, tghey never see you stalking. he would not move. This was unfair. His eyes leaked the tears of a thousand deaths, he shudderd as the fears of the millenia slowly slipped in to oblivian, he sat, silent, he was afraid, he still, feard himself.
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