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| Sick of it; Pathetic, in Stillis's eyes... | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: May 21 2006, 12:21 PM (628 Views) | |
| Sword | May 21 2006, 12:21 PM Post #1 |
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Stillis lay back against the lamp-post behind him, feeling it's cold, eerie touch and letting it surge through him, his bones shivering and his fur swaying in the wind. He hated it. The foxwolf HATED it. The whole damn place-it was a mudhole, a pathetic piece of junk dumped carelessly in the middle of nowhere. And it stank. Stillis was disgusted by it. Every single day since his birth he had had to put up with the place, it's emptiness, it's insanity, letting it engulf him and turn him into this-a grumpy old...thing. He almost wanted someone to come and sit by him, to comfort him, to make him feel like he had a purpose, but he doubted that would happen. He doubted he would even make it through the rest of the day sane. Stillis snarled. No one cared for him. No-one. |
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| Hunni | May 21 2006, 12:27 PM Post #2 |
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In the distance, approaching him, a small light flicked on and off. As it moved into the lamplight, it became apparent the the small light was a lighter. The flame flicked on, then off, then on, then off, controlled by the black gloved thumb of a black clothed figure. The gender was ambiguous, as the body was swathed in black it was almost impossible to tell. As it walked into the light, it pulled its black cap down over its eyes and continued to play with the lighter. |
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| Sword | May 21 2006, 12:31 PM Post #3 |
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Stillis suddenly heard a sort of...flicking sound. Yes... Flick, flick, flick, flick. As the foxwolf looked up, he realized that, although it was hard to make out in the midnight sky, a cloaked figure was standing dumbly in the middle of the road. Stillis's eyebrows raised, suddenly interested. Stillis decided to risk calling out. "'Scuse me? What are you doing?" he asked, with a hint of satisfaction. |
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| Hunni | May 21 2006, 12:34 PM Post #4 |
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The figure turned towards Stillis. The flicking stopped. It stood stock still for about a minute, as if deciding whether to walk away or reply. It replied. Sort of. As if in response, it shuffled slowly towards Stillis. The flicking resumed. Flick. The flame went out. Flick. It went out once more. Flick. The figure stopped about a half a foot away from Stillis. It did not look down at him, no, simply looked straight ahead, as far as one could tell. Finally, it spoke. 'It's dark out.' |
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| Sword | May 21 2006, 12:37 PM Post #5 |
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Stillis became uncertain. "Sure is?" he replied, a little shakily. He hadn't intended for his answer to sound like a question. In a way, the cloaked figure scared him. Only a little though. He waved the thought off irritably, looking the figure straight in the-- well, what he guessed was the eyes. All he could see of the figure was blackness, though. Like a silhouette... "Who are you?" |
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| Hunni | May 21 2006, 12:41 PM Post #6 |
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More flicking. Flick. Flick. Flick. Flick. It turned its back on Stillis and looked upwards, tilting its head back incredibly far. For a full two minutes it stood like this, oblivious to Stillis, the cold, the night, the lighter it was habitually flicking... Then it laughed and turned on Stillis. In one motion it dropped to its knees, tore its cap off and stuck its face in Stillis'. It was a grinning, freckled face with vibrant emerald eyes. A shock of bright red hair fell from the cap and into its vision. 'What are you waiting for?' it sneered. |
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| Sword | May 21 2006, 01:15 PM Post #7 |
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Stillis jumped back, to his embarassment, as the face popped up at him. The face wore a horrible grin, a mocking grin. Mocking him. Him. Stillis Houndel. No. The foxwolf sneered back with an equally mocking grin-a devilish one. "Waiting for you to get out of my path." he growled, a sharp sense of anger injected into his words. |
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| Hunni | May 21 2006, 01:21 PM Post #8 |
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The character grinned at Stillis for an instance more, staring into his eyes, then sprung back to its feet. 'No, I meant before you saw me. Tis a free life. I walk where I wish. Do you walk? Do you wish?' The figure spun around on one foot mischeviously, stooped to pick up its cap, and continued its impish little dance, cackling insanely. 'Are we free indeed?' It flicked the lighter again and raised the lighter to its hair, which caught a moment later and burst into flames. 'What a question- are we free indeed?' It grinned demonically at Stillis. |
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| Sword | May 21 2006, 01:28 PM Post #9 |
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Stillis's eyes flared with confusion and annoyance. "You're insane." he muttered, under his breath. "Of course I walk free. I wish. Yes. But this place-" Stillis paused, then looked accusingly at the other. "WHY THE HECK ARE YOU HERE???" he roared. After breathing heavily, he calmed down, slowly. Steadily. "This place slowly kills me. Every day." whispered the foxwolf, hoarsely. "And all you can do is laugh." |
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| Hunni | May 21 2006, 01:34 PM Post #10 |
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The figure stood smiling at Stillis as the fire blazed upon its head. It didn't seem to mind, and the fire seemed contained. There was something eerie about that, but there were no other souls in the vicinity to register it. It crouched down and hopped closer to Stillis once more. 'Laugh? I laugh? I simply live. This place kills you, you say- kills you with what? Kills you inside? Don't tell me that- if it is, it is all in your head. It is mental. You imagine it. Do not die inside- live. Life is full of...' It paused. Flick. It raised the lighter to Stillis' hair and grinned, waiting for it to catch. It did. 'Surprises.' |
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| Sword | May 21 2006, 01:37 PM Post #11 |
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Stillis mentally sweatdropped. "You're wise." he murmured. For a minute, the black figures last word hadn't registered-neither had its actions-but then Stillis realised that his hairy head was on fire. He became very hot. Stillis was surprised he didn't become angry. Instead, he chuckled. Chuckled? He was going insane. "Fire." he said, almost sub-conciously. He giggled. "Fire, fire, pretty fire." He WAS going insane. |
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| Hunni | May 21 2006, 01:43 PM Post #12 |
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The figure cackled and leaped back once more. It tore the dark clothing from its body to reveal a simple brown shirt and riding breeches. That, and the proof that it was, in fact, male. His lithe body moved hypnotically in a demonic dance, as a wind picked up. He sang a strange song in a high, piercing voice, then broke out into hysterics, rolling on the ground. The fire still consumed his head and his head alone. Small sparks flew off into the rising wind. |
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| JcVoice | May 22 2006, 08:27 PM Post #13 |
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Where once was light Now darkness falls Where once was love Love is no more. ((If you can i.d. that, you get a cookie)) Opressive. Opressus est. Opression. The walls are closing in on you. In this case, there are no walls, only darkness, the absence of light. A darkness which hides everything and everyone. Dark voices from the shadows call, but listen and her voice recall- Moriah! Moriah! Stay the course! Light a star! Change the world where ever you are. The only thing that isn't swallowed by the darkness is sound. Click. Click. Click. As the noise approaches, it gets louder, until it resolves into the sound of bootheels on pavement. The sound intermingles with the cavorting figure's song, and the moaning of the wind. Just beyond the glow of the dancer's engulfed head a second person can barely be seen. A second small flicker of flame appears almost a few metres from the ground, revealing only a pair of emerald eyes and betraying a hint of dark copper hair. These curious eyes look upon the fox-like creature and the hidden dancer, now rolling on the ground, with interest. The small flame becomes a subtle glow, revealing a rather beautiful woman with the stance of a fighter. One hand is by her face, the fingertips supplying the light, the other resting on a sword hilt on her hip. One copper eyebrow arches, and she looks a query at Stillis. "Do I dare ask what he's been smoking?" |
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| Hunni | May 22 2006, 08:44 PM Post #14 |
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||OoC: I like. x3 But there's not much I can say right now.|| As he rolled about on the dusty ground, collecting dirt and debris in his mouth, nose, eyes, pores, even, the stars in the night sky were steadily being blotted out by heavy clouds. Without the slightest warning save a drop in the wind, the clouds broke loose and the hysterical dancer's hair was doused with a hiss. Immediately everything in sight was drenched. The male sat up, hysteria having passed, with a quizzical expression on his face. His head, and hair, for that matter, seemed none the worse for its experience. ||OoC: By the way, I think the little snippet was from... Gollum's Song?|| |
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| Sword | May 24 2006, 12:00 PM Post #15 |
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OOC> Oh noes...Sorry I took ages and 'lo Jc.
Stillis looked daggers at the seemingly hysterical figure as he calmed down, coated in dirt, soot, and the like. Stillis felt strangely...comfortable with the fire burning away on his head-he also thought, regrettably, that it had enhanced his insanity. His eyes bounced about in a comical way, and he staggered, with an effort, to his feet, then turning to the newcomer. "I don't smoke." he mumbled, with a resounding giggle bringing up the rear. "Smokey, smokey, smokey..." he screeched randomly, then fell headfirst onto the ground. |
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