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 Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2016 8:39 pm
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 『 ＂𝕷𝕰𝕴𝕬 ＂ ☯ 𝕹𝕺𝕮𝕿𝕴𝕾 』
『 Ⓨ ｎｅｚ ☯ Ⓩ ａｒｉｅｌ 』
❛If you were here, I'd whisper sweet nothings in your ear and appeal to all your fears.
But if you were mine, if you were only mine,
I'd bring you so much further down and twist your mind until the end of time.
You will never realise what darkness lies inside my mind.❜
"Unfortunately, no luck on me, sweetheart." Zariel bent forward to get a clearer view of his face and shot him a cheeky smile. Turns out, despite him flirting around with women, he wasn't that bad of a guy after all. She checked the time again, a saddened expression on her face. 'He must be busy.' she thought. Her pained expression only lasted a moment before she returned to normal. She chuckled and Ynez broke into laughter. Zariel had pretty much gotten used to the compliment but the angel found it quite amusing to be called a 'hottie'. "Ynez gives you her thanks." Zariel fell silent as the man spoke. His eyes had gave him away. "Your eyes aren't smiling." she murmured. Her hands nonchalantly touched his eye patch, her gaze accepting and embracing his being as a whole. "It doesn't matter. I think you're still cool either way." she made an honest statement. A very genuine one. Zariel wasn't much of a sweet talker like Ynez is and she doesn't comfort people much but when she does, she had meant what she said.
"You're such a hypocrite." a voice rang within her head and she ignored it.
"Say, since my 'date', according to what you refer him as. Why don't we check out the stalls nearby? I've been dying to check out the apple bobbing one." she asked.
"Why would he want to hang out with a person like you?" it rang once more. Each sentence like knives stabbing her heart, causing her face to turn pale with every passing minute. What is that strange feeling tingling inside her mind? It's as if it's clawing on the insides of her mind, desperately trying to get out. She cringed at the words. Each one of them directly targetting her weak spots. Ynez herself is struggling to ignore the words. It quiet down for a spur moment and then, everything came crashing into her mind all at once, crushing what's left off her hope and confidence. She bit her lip the moment she felt tears brimming within her eyes. She held her head and covered her ears as she bent down, as if a small child who had lost her parents in a huge crowd. "Please make it stop- Please stop-" her voice cracking as she pleaded.
I Feel: (( Effect of Stage 2 )) I Think: (( Shut up! Stop! )) What I'm Wearing: (( Black Cut Out )) Who's With Me: (( Lysander )) Who Am I Dating: (( No One ))
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2016 9:06 pm
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♬♪♬Melpomene Zamir♬♪♬
The Lovely Revenant
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Mel recognized that voice. It was Illia which added a bit to her embarrassment. Mel nodded desperate, without Lelwani she felt lost and alone, and if there was something Mel feared more in this life, it was truly being alone. Mel was visibly bothered by it, but there was more happening with. While Mel was a ghost, she typically had control over her body at least, but more and more of her was vanishing, it was easy to see past her. She was fading, and she was unaware of it.
She approached Illia and reached for her to see if the girl would be willing to help, but instead her hands passed through her. She couldn't touch Illia, but from the looks of the state of her body she would probably be unable to touch anything.
She cast her eyes towards her hand, opening them for a quick second to reveal two empty, black void before closing her eyes again. She could see nothing, but she understood the sensation of passing through someone. Her hands were shaking. What was happening? Was she fading? Had the gods decided to take her away? What was happening to her now? She looked towards Illia. Hoping the witch would at least call for Lelwani for her as Mel could not, a voice less woman. She could not shake off the feeling of being alone and ignored now, even worse without her heart close to her. She felt empty.
Lelwani was close by, looking around though she seemed very confused as if she was forgetting something or..someone. She was landing on random people, and near foodstands. She could hear music, but not music familiar to her...she just seemed rather lost.
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Venue:[The Beach]✉✉Accompaniment:[Lelwani, Illia]✉✉Mood:[Dispera'to (Despair)]✉✉Finance:[$900]✉✉Style:[Solo]✉✉Attire: [In Picture]
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2016 10:16 pm
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☆*:.｡. o Lɣsɑɳ∂εɾ Cɾσssε ο.｡.:*☆
 Just as there are two sides to every story "So it seems. But the day isn't over yet, doll." Lysander chuckled, slipping his hands into his pockets as Zariel joined in. He saw the brief flicker of pain flash across her features but chose not to comment on it. It wasn't his place. He barely knew the girl, after all. "Well Ynez can make it up to me at any time. Here's my number." He was still acting a little flirtatious as he pulled out a premade slip of paper from one of his pockets, and held it out to Zariel. He figured that he might as well make his first real friend in Soleil now. "You should be looking at my lips. Not my eyes. My mouth is my best asset~" Another joke at his own expense. He seemed to be genuinely smiling now though.There are two sides to every person"Don't I know it." He grinned, nodding along with her words. He wasn't really interested in the stalls or the whole New Years event for that matter, but he did want to spend some more time with Zariel. So he chose to put up with it for a bit. "Sure. But on one condition. I get to pay for everything." Lysander loosened his tie a little as he spoke, watching his companion closely. Something seemed off. She seemed to be getting paler by the second. Was this normal? He was used to girls turning pink and getting redder, not losing the colour in their face and growing pale.One we reveal to the worldLysander stared at her for a few moments, obviously in shock at Zariel's current situation. When he did move, his playful mask was gone. His true nature was showing now. He gathered her up in his arms, and quickly scanned their surroundings for a private area. He took her to an area behind one of the many stalls lining the beach. He noticed her tears and kissed her, hoping to shock her out of her pained state.And one we keep hidden inside
Ⓜσσd ⋮ Serious. The mask is gone. Ⓛσɔαʈισɳ ⋮ The Beach Ⓒσмραɳy ⋮ Zariel Ⓦɘɑяɩɳɡ ⋮ What is seen in the picture.xxOut.Of.Control:
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2016 12:19 am
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〖★Clothing: Pajamas ★Money: $1000 ★Mood: Groggy, Lonely〗
Izzy was scared as she looked out across the water toward the island in the distance, she was shaking as she sat on the sand with her hands over her ears. She had come to the beach hoping for a good time, dancing and games but it had all started when she had started seeing faces. It wasn't something new to her, not at all, but the faces had come early. Normally she would know what to do, normally she was in her house and she could hide this, but right now she wasn't. She was outside, tears running down her cheeks, feeling like she was going insane, her arm throbbing slightly any time she heard the warpped voice whispering passed her ear.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx〖★Pocket Items:nothing〗
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2016 3:47 am
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『 ＂𝕷𝕰𝕴𝕬 ＂ ☯ 𝕹𝕺𝕮𝕿𝕴𝕾 』
『 Ⓨ ｎｅｚ ☯ Ⓩ ａｒｉｅｌ 』
❛If you were here, I'd whisper sweet nothings in your ear and appeal to all your fears.
But if you were mine, if you were only mine,
I'd bring you so much further down and twist your mind until the end of time.
You will never realise what darkness lies inside my mind.❜
"Look at you. So pathetic."
"Do you think you're truly accepted for who you are? People like you are nothing but trash."
She covered her ears, shutting out the voices building up inside her head. "..i'm not trash-" she muttered under her breath. She was scared. Not once have the woman ever experience something such as this. Zariel had always loved experiencing something new but this situation was definitely not on her bucket list. She didn't have any reaction when she was brought to another area, she had became numb to whatever's happening around her. Her attention were fully concentrated on the negative thoughts that clouded her mind. Horror took over her being and her once glowing crimson irises now darkened to a shade of black. "So many voices- someone help me.. Jaquinne.." she begged.
"Wallow yourself in self pity. That's all you're ever goo-."
"Shut u-..!" her sentence was abruptly cut off the moment she felt something warm pressing against her lips. She blinked. Her blurred vision slowly became clearer and her crimson orbs met with emerald. Her mind went blank in an instant. The voices that once filled her thoughts had now quiet down. By the time she came to her senses, her face was drenched in tears and her make up turned into a mess. She was stunned for a short while before warm liquid trickled down the sides of her cheeks once more. She tried to push him away but in the end, she gave in and let her hands rest on his shoulder. She gripped onto the fabric on his shoulders before they fell limp to her sides. She didn't have the strength in her to push him away. She stared blankly at the man. His emerald irises glowed underneath the rays of soft lights that bounced off the surface of his eyes. She waited until he pulled away then sat on the ground with downcast eyes, tear drops could be seen on her lashes like the morning dew on the leaf of a plant. What a hot mess she is. Her gaze returned to him. "Tell me I'm not pathetic.." Zariel's voice was hardly audible. The Nephalim looked into his eyes, searching for reassurance. She wanted to believe she wasn't what the voice made her out to be. Her inner emotions were bared naked in front of her companion. Her previous strong appearance now reduced to nothing but a cowardly mouse. Though she appears to be gazing at Lysander, her mind had already drifted to her blonde acquaintence. What if he thought of her that way? Did he pity her like the voice had said earlier? Does she really mean nothing at all? Her face cringed and she leaned forward and rested her forehead on his shoulder. "I'm not pitiful.. am I? she murmured. The woman was embarrassed to face Lysander after her sudden meltdown let alone show herself in front of Jaquinne after he arrives. The sound of her phone buzzing caught her attention and she shifted her gaze towards the ground.
Running late.
Someone stealing from the grocery store?
Ah, that's right. The blonde did have a big heart after all. He's too nice of a person to just up and leave someone in trouble. Was that why he had befriended her? She averted her gaze. Is he still coming? She wondered. She froze, then lifted her head. Is it the same for Lysander? She stared at him with her face full of hurt. "You approaching me to you, who's now trying to calm me down. Is this all for nothing but personal benefits?" Zariel forced a half hearted smile. "Your tricks still won't work on me.. you know. Guess your 'hottie' isn't so much of a hottie after all." she mocked and forced a chuckle before she shut her eyes once more. "The voices.. they won't stop- Do something.. anything.. get it out of my head.. Help me-"
I Feel: (( Effect of Stage 2 )) I Think: (( ?!¥$€";@^# )) What I'm Wearing: (( Black Cut Out )) Who's With Me: (( Lysander )) Who Am I Dating: (( No One ))
OOC: Sorry- got a little too into character. I'm having too much fun with the effects /sobs |
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2016 7:31 am
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After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.-
Aldous Huxley
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Esme would have agreed that it was very odd to meet a stranger and try to become friends, but he just didn’t know how else to react. Maybe he should have just accepted the man’s apology and turned away, but instead he had gone with an introduction. But maybe that was not such a bad thing since he had met his first friends in Soleil city that way. He did want to meet more people and he could think of worse ways to do it than by just talking to anyone he quite literally ran into. Of course having someone run into him instead was a first!
The man introduced himself as Seth and Esme relaxed further as he realized this person was not nearly as scary as he looked. Well, he supposed it was very possible that Seth could be that scary if he really wanted to be, but he was being friendly instead. He said that he was not very good with strangers and Esme smiled, attempting to respond and say that he was not either. But even though his lips moved, his voice did not actually escape. Esme furrowed his brows slightly and raised a hand to his throat. He wasn’t sick or anything and he had been speaking just fine a moment before. Esme tried again… nothing. Esme looked to Sahar and Akira in a panic, still trying to force out his voice, but there wasn’t a sound. What was wrong with him? Why couldn’t he speak?
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♪♪♫ Location: Lune Beach ♪♪♫ Company: Sahar, Akira, Seth ♪♪♫ Mood: Frightened ♪♪♫ Money: $949 ♪♪♫ OOC: ♪♪♫ Profile
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2016 9:17 am
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xxxx ♫ Solaris Windstorm ♫ xxxx
xxxxThe Fallen Angel Violinistxxxx
”My song can be a hymn accompanying your victory, or an elegy chronicling your demise… ”
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This was it. She was close to the limit, both physically and emotionally. With her head pounding, and her composure close to the breaking point, tears were now forming on her eyes that were still squeezed shut. She just wanted to scream.
Stop it! Please stop it! STOP IT!!!!
However, a male voice rang out, breaking through the fog, and suddenly, the malevolent images and voices vanished like a mist. When Solaris emerged from the abhorrent illusion, she was back on stage, the scenery still beautiful with the lights and stalls. Her damp verdant orbs were fixed on the male siblings who were now near her. One of them was the bespectacled blue-haired man, and the other was the energetic red-head, looking somewhat years younger than the former. Her mouth gaped open, still in shock, not expecting to see them both.
That's when she finally sunk to her knees, her head hanging down and her hands losing their grip and the instrument and the bow. She was now sobbing, her face in her now free hands, feeling absolutely terrified after the ordeal.
₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪ Location: Lune BeachStatus: Single Mood: crying and scared, but relievedCompany: the Shakaku siblingsCash in Hand: $ 924.25 OOC: Phew. Close call. |
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2016 9:44 am
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xxxx ♫ Solaris Windstorm ♫ xxxx
xxxxThe Fallen Angel Violinistxxxx
”My song can be a hymn accompanying your victory, or an elegy chronicling your demise… ”
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Her lamentation lasted for a few more minutes until she heard the red-head's voice, encouraging and cheerful. Once again, she stared at the two, and this time, she lingered on the sight of the younger man's happy face. She admitted mentally that it was something that she would never forget. Not even by a long shot.
The violinist accepted the assistance, taking his hand in hers as she stood up. The tear tracks were still fresh on her cheeks, but the sadness she had felt was gradually fading away like the chilling breeze. With a bright minuscule smile, she bowed alongside the male before being guided out of the stage, having to pick up Amadeus and its bow, together with the case, before finally moving along.
"I'm actually not yet done with the performance, but I'm glad that you two like my music. Thanks for the support." Her giggle was soft but melodic as she conversed with the duo, wiping the tears with the back of her own hand. "My name's Solaris Windstorm. May I know your names?"
₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪ Location: Lune BeachStatus: Single Mood: relieved and happyCompany: the Shakaku siblingsCash in Hand: $ 924.25 OOC: This will be my last post before I need to sleep. Timezones can be an arse. |
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2016 10:42 am
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2016 11:25 am
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>>>>> Ϩɑɦɑɾ Dȋη <<<<<
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Sahar looked from Esme to the tall stranger as he waited for an answer. The man was intimidating, but it didn't seem like there was any sort of confrontation going on. Instead of answering his question, his new friend apologized to the man, who apologized in turn. It seemed like they had just bumped into each other, nothing more.Even though they hadn't known each other for very long, Sahar felt proud of Esme when he introduced himself and them to the red-head before trying to strike up a conversation.
"Hello, I am Sahar." He gave the man a small wave, not wanting to interrupt the two when Esme was trying so hard to make a new friend. It seemed like he and Seth had something in common at least; they didn't do well with crowds. Maybe he could join their little group! "Would you like to join us then? If you do not have plans, that is. Being with people makes crowds more bearable, yes?"
It couldn't hurt to invite him, part of making new friends was taking risks after all and Seth seemed like a nice person. Sahar looked to Akira and Esme, though, wanting to see if they were okay with the idea. He was surprised to find the smaller of the two acting odd; even though it looked like he was talking no noise came from Esme. He would have thought it was some sort of game if it wasn't for the fact that the young man seemed frantic about the new development. Esme had been fine a moment ago, what could have happened to his voice?
"Calm down, we will take you somewhere, okay? Maybe you just need some water or maybe this place has a medical tent or something." He tried to assure him with a smile. There was a lot going on at the event, accidents were bound to happen so they had to have some sort of doctor present. Sahar didn't know where they might find one, though. Unsure, he looked at the other two. "Do you guys know if there is anywhere we can go? I only just got here."
So far he had only seen...Actually, he couldn't quite remember where they had been before. That was strange. Try as he might he couldn't remember, even though only a few minutes had passed. A small chill traveled up the half-breed's spine. Something here definitely wasn't right...
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>>>>> I have: $858.75 // I love: no one // I am: concerned, afraid. <<<<<
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2016 11:38 am
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Butterscotch Faerie Tales
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2016 1:08 pm
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