Be Your True Mind (Open RP.)
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Be Your True Mind (Open RP.)
Those who have performed great feats or even miracles have been said to have been blessed by the gods. You, however, know that a better phrase is that they have been aided by the gods. Vessels of these gods are chosen for seemingly no reason. You, who have shown great promise are aware of your gods, are you not? You have summoned your god or goddess in a time of trial, and perhaps used their aid throughout the obstacles in your life. You have also seen that you are not alone, your memory can recall the times your very soul had been captivated by a goddess's dance. The fires of Hades himself burned your flesh. Well, those have been my experiences with chosen vessels. As a vessel, I extend an invitation to you, join me in claiming this world! We will control all the filth that has accumulated on this beautiful world given to us by the gods! Our might will rewrite history and humanity will be reborn! There will be those who oppose our order, even those among our ranks, those aided by the gods aswell. Should they stand, we will make them fall! Anyone who does not stand with us stands against us! I am Sora, and within me battles Nike, the Winged Goddess of Victory! I cannot lose! I sincerely hope that you will join me, lest I need crush you beneath my grasp.
You've recieved this short letter in the mail, should you chose to follow Sora or not is your choice. Perhaps you will chose a path in which you are more than the vessel of your god. There is no group of rebels opposing him. Yet... Sora's grasp is long reaching, he has within his hand the leaders of world governments, and the armies of war states.
Character Profile: (Please PM me before posting)
Name: (Unnecessary as you will be using your alias for introductory purposes)
Alias: (The name your character will use)
Age: (Unnecessary, however it may allow insight on your character's thoughts and behaviors)
Gender: (Male or female, self explanatory)
God: (The name of the god that will possess you, Nike is of course off limits. This can be either a god from mythology or a god of your own creation)
Abilities: (Your character's talents and skills without the powers of a god)
Abilities bestowed by the gods: (Abilities your god has granted your human form. When possession is active, these abilities increase ten fold.)
Abilities of the god: (Self explanatory, describe what your god can do when summoned)
Appearance: (Either a picture or a description will suffice)
Biography: (Nothing too grand, just a bit of background information on your character's past)
Personality: (How your character behaves around other people, what you state here will determine how your character makes his or her decisions)
Tale of your awakening: (How have you come to realize a god aided you)
Command phrase for summoning the powers of your god: (Self explanatory)
Command phrase for allowing temporal possesion by your god: (Self explanatory)
Command phrase for summoning forth your god: (Self explanatory)
Alignment: (Should you chose to fight with or stand against Sora, or perhaps neither)
You've recieved this short letter in the mail, should you chose to follow Sora or not is your choice. Perhaps you will chose a path in which you are more than the vessel of your god. There is no group of rebels opposing him. Yet... Sora's grasp is long reaching, he has within his hand the leaders of world governments, and the armies of war states.
Character Profile: (Please PM me before posting)
Name: (Unnecessary as you will be using your alias for introductory purposes)
Alias: (The name your character will use)
Age: (Unnecessary, however it may allow insight on your character's thoughts and behaviors)
Gender: (Male or female, self explanatory)
God: (The name of the god that will possess you, Nike is of course off limits. This can be either a god from mythology or a god of your own creation)
Abilities: (Your character's talents and skills without the powers of a god)
Abilities bestowed by the gods: (Abilities your god has granted your human form. When possession is active, these abilities increase ten fold.)
Abilities of the god: (Self explanatory, describe what your god can do when summoned)
Appearance: (Either a picture or a description will suffice)
Biography: (Nothing too grand, just a bit of background information on your character's past)
Personality: (How your character behaves around other people, what you state here will determine how your character makes his or her decisions)
Tale of your awakening: (How have you come to realize a god aided you)
Command phrase for summoning the powers of your god: (Self explanatory)
Command phrase for allowing temporal possesion by your god: (Self explanatory)
Command phrase for summoning forth your god: (Self explanatory)
Alignment: (Should you chose to fight with or stand against Sora, or perhaps neither)
Last edited by Giegue on Fri Mar 22, 2013 8:15 pm, edited 2 times in total.
Live the dream!
Here are my characters, feel free to use them as reference.
Character Profile:
Name: Unknown.
Alias: Sora
Age: Unknown, appears to be in his late 20's early 30's.
Gender: Male
God: Nike
Abilities:
Charismatic Speaker: Sora's words are able to inspire the weak-willed or those with visions similar to his.
High level of endurance: Sora is able to survive multiple gunshot wounds.
Language knowledge: Sora is able to speak in multiple languages including English, French, Cantonese, Russian, Mandarin, Spanish, and Hebrew
Ambidextrous: Equal usage with both hands.
Perfect vision: 20/20 vision allows Sora to see out 100 yards with perfect accuracy.
Fitness: Sora posseses a body that has been though intense physical training
Knowledge on the use of fire arms: Sora is knowledgable of various fiew arms and how to maintain and use them.
Abilities bestowed by the gods:
Probability change: Nike raises the chance of success for Sora.
Wings: Nike grants Sora the use of her wings.
Super speed: Sora is granted the ability to move at speeds of 50 mph.
Perfect Accuracy: When throwing or firing an object, it will follow the path to it's target.
Super Strength: Able to life up to 500 pounds easily.
Abilities of the god:
Flight: Nike is able to fly.
Ethereal form: Nike's body becomes ghost like and unable to touch.
Probability Change: Nike's chances are 100% in any action.
Super Speed: Speeds near sound.
Super Strength: Able to lift 5000 tons.
Scythe Proficiency: Able to wield a scythe.
Appearance: "I'll grab hold of the future!"
Appearance of the God/Goddess: Nike, Goddess of Victory
Biography: Sora has used Nike's power to climb to the top of the world. He began by taking over China's economy with an electronics company that made communications between animals and humans possible. From there, Nike's company took over electronics companies and then eventally all kinds of companies. Sora somehow was able to dodge any lawsuit filed against him, and once his monopoly had taken over, Sora made himself a billionaire. He then proceeded to create an airborne virus that destroyed 1/3 of Earth's human population. Having dissovled all his enemies, Sora is nearly a major power in every contry all across the world. The only a few governments and individuals stand before his might. The United Nations, usuing the military strength of the United States, Russia, England, and China fell before Sora's armies. Sora is now closer than ever to becoming supreme Leader of the Earth.
Personality: Bold and decisive Sora is a take charge man. He will stop at nothing to obtain his goals and sweara loyalty to no one but himself.
Tale of your awakening: Rumor has it Sora was a Japanese slave in China. Against all odds Sora escaped only to face his master and his master's gun. Desiring to escape, Nike was summoned to grant forth his wish.
Command phrase for summoning the powers of your god: Grant me victory Nike!
Command phrase for allowing temporal possesion by your god: Winged Goddess Nike, lead me to victory!
Command phrase for summoning forth your god: Win at all costs! Nike!
Affliliation: Sora, of course.
Character Profile:
Name: Lucille McMasters
Alias: Lilly
Age: 17
Gender: Female
God:Anthea
Abilities:
Good Vision: Lilly has dencent vision and no need for corrective lenses.
Botany: Lilly is considered to have enough knowledge on plants to have the equivalent of a Master's Degree in Botany.
Low Endurance: Lilly is unable to actively engage in endurance based activities for more than 30 minutes.
Song: Lilly has a natural talent for singing and is formally trained in song and various aspects of music.
Enhanced smell: Lilly's nose can distinguish even the slightest of differences in the scents of all things.
Abilities bestowed by the gods:
Sprout: Lilly has the ability to cause vegetation to form, however she cannot create anything that has more mass than she.
Bloom: Lilly can heal wounds so long as they are are external if internal the damage must be easily repairable.
Lover's kiss: If Lilly's lip touch another's the following command must be followed.
Solar power: Her endurance is endless so long that the sun is shining on Lilly.
Pollination: Spores fly off Lilly's body and attach themselves to others. These spores can either sap the energy of their hosts or replenish it.
Song of the Lost Woods: Lilly's song can cause a peacefulness to overtake all within her song's range.
Abilities of the god:
Solar life: So long as Anthea is in the sunlight her body is unaffected by physical attacks.
Bloom: Anthea can heal all wounds.
Pollination: Spores attach to others, and they can heal one's wounds and fatigue or drain them completely.
Lover's Command: Anthea's first command to someone must be followed.
Sprout: Anthea can cause any plant life to form.
Flight: Anthea can fly using her wings to reach speeds up to 100 mph.
Song of the Lost Woods: Anthea's song causes sleep to overcome those who are within it's range.
Appearance: "I'll protect the flowers!"
Appearance of the god/goddess. Goddess of Nature, Flowers, and Spring
Biography: Lilly's refusal to take the life of another places her against Sora. Since the rise of Sora happened during parts of her childhood, and into her adolescence, Lilly sees Sora as a model of how the powers can be used. Lilly used her knowledge of Botany, with provided assistance from Anthea to go to a college and earn a degree. While Sora's grip has only touched corporations, residing in the back of her mind is the validity of her degree. Lilly lives in New York by herself currently, and one day plans on changing the world the way Sora did, but instead of controlling it, she plans on promoting peace and freedom and a pacifistic lifestyle.
Personality: Lilly is a kind and sweet girl with pious intentions. She cares greatly for wildlife and plantlife and will do her best to keep them unharmed. Lilly cannot take a life, and though Anthea may, Lilly will feel regret for Anthea's actions.
Tale of your awakening: Rumor has it Lilly was a small American girl who was overcome by Sora's disease. Her love for flowers kept her body fighting. She was maintaining a garden even while dying a slow painful death. Anthea sprung from a Desmodium Gyrans, otherwise known as the dancing or telegraph plant. Lilly sung to this plant everyday and finally nature had given her body a second life, exterminating the diease from her body.
Command phrase for summoning the powers of your god: Allow me to blossom, Anthea!
Command phrase for allowing temporal possesion by your god: Spring is coming, Anthea!
Command phrase for summoning forth your god: Bloom once more, Anthea!
Affiliation: Opposed to Sora.
Character Profile:
Name: Unknown.
Alias: Sora
Age: Unknown, appears to be in his late 20's early 30's.
Gender: Male
God: Nike
Abilities:
Charismatic Speaker: Sora's words are able to inspire the weak-willed or those with visions similar to his.
High level of endurance: Sora is able to survive multiple gunshot wounds.
Language knowledge: Sora is able to speak in multiple languages including English, French, Cantonese, Russian, Mandarin, Spanish, and Hebrew
Ambidextrous: Equal usage with both hands.
Perfect vision: 20/20 vision allows Sora to see out 100 yards with perfect accuracy.
Fitness: Sora posseses a body that has been though intense physical training
Knowledge on the use of fire arms: Sora is knowledgable of various fiew arms and how to maintain and use them.
Abilities bestowed by the gods:
Probability change: Nike raises the chance of success for Sora.
Wings: Nike grants Sora the use of her wings.
Super speed: Sora is granted the ability to move at speeds of 50 mph.
Perfect Accuracy: When throwing or firing an object, it will follow the path to it's target.
Super Strength: Able to life up to 500 pounds easily.
Abilities of the god:
Flight: Nike is able to fly.
Ethereal form: Nike's body becomes ghost like and unable to touch.
Probability Change: Nike's chances are 100% in any action.
Super Speed: Speeds near sound.
Super Strength: Able to lift 5000 tons.
Scythe Proficiency: Able to wield a scythe.
Appearance: "I'll grab hold of the future!"
Appearance of the God/Goddess: Nike, Goddess of Victory
Biography: Sora has used Nike's power to climb to the top of the world. He began by taking over China's economy with an electronics company that made communications between animals and humans possible. From there, Nike's company took over electronics companies and then eventally all kinds of companies. Sora somehow was able to dodge any lawsuit filed against him, and once his monopoly had taken over, Sora made himself a billionaire. He then proceeded to create an airborne virus that destroyed 1/3 of Earth's human population. Having dissovled all his enemies, Sora is nearly a major power in every contry all across the world. The only a few governments and individuals stand before his might. The United Nations, usuing the military strength of the United States, Russia, England, and China fell before Sora's armies. Sora is now closer than ever to becoming supreme Leader of the Earth.
Personality: Bold and decisive Sora is a take charge man. He will stop at nothing to obtain his goals and sweara loyalty to no one but himself.
Tale of your awakening: Rumor has it Sora was a Japanese slave in China. Against all odds Sora escaped only to face his master and his master's gun. Desiring to escape, Nike was summoned to grant forth his wish.
Command phrase for summoning the powers of your god: Grant me victory Nike!
Command phrase for allowing temporal possesion by your god: Winged Goddess Nike, lead me to victory!
Command phrase for summoning forth your god: Win at all costs! Nike!
Affliliation: Sora, of course.
Character Profile:
Name: Lucille McMasters
Alias: Lilly
Age: 17
Gender: Female
God:Anthea
Abilities:
Good Vision: Lilly has dencent vision and no need for corrective lenses.
Botany: Lilly is considered to have enough knowledge on plants to have the equivalent of a Master's Degree in Botany.
Low Endurance: Lilly is unable to actively engage in endurance based activities for more than 30 minutes.
Song: Lilly has a natural talent for singing and is formally trained in song and various aspects of music.
Enhanced smell: Lilly's nose can distinguish even the slightest of differences in the scents of all things.
Abilities bestowed by the gods:
Sprout: Lilly has the ability to cause vegetation to form, however she cannot create anything that has more mass than she.
Bloom: Lilly can heal wounds so long as they are are external if internal the damage must be easily repairable.
Lover's kiss: If Lilly's lip touch another's the following command must be followed.
Solar power: Her endurance is endless so long that the sun is shining on Lilly.
Pollination: Spores fly off Lilly's body and attach themselves to others. These spores can either sap the energy of their hosts or replenish it.
Song of the Lost Woods: Lilly's song can cause a peacefulness to overtake all within her song's range.
Abilities of the god:
Solar life: So long as Anthea is in the sunlight her body is unaffected by physical attacks.
Bloom: Anthea can heal all wounds.
Pollination: Spores attach to others, and they can heal one's wounds and fatigue or drain them completely.
Lover's Command: Anthea's first command to someone must be followed.
Sprout: Anthea can cause any plant life to form.
Flight: Anthea can fly using her wings to reach speeds up to 100 mph.
Song of the Lost Woods: Anthea's song causes sleep to overcome those who are within it's range.
Appearance: "I'll protect the flowers!"
Appearance of the god/goddess. Goddess of Nature, Flowers, and Spring
Biography: Lilly's refusal to take the life of another places her against Sora. Since the rise of Sora happened during parts of her childhood, and into her adolescence, Lilly sees Sora as a model of how the powers can be used. Lilly used her knowledge of Botany, with provided assistance from Anthea to go to a college and earn a degree. While Sora's grip has only touched corporations, residing in the back of her mind is the validity of her degree. Lilly lives in New York by herself currently, and one day plans on changing the world the way Sora did, but instead of controlling it, she plans on promoting peace and freedom and a pacifistic lifestyle.
Personality: Lilly is a kind and sweet girl with pious intentions. She cares greatly for wildlife and plantlife and will do her best to keep them unharmed. Lilly cannot take a life, and though Anthea may, Lilly will feel regret for Anthea's actions.
Tale of your awakening: Rumor has it Lilly was a small American girl who was overcome by Sora's disease. Her love for flowers kept her body fighting. She was maintaining a garden even while dying a slow painful death. Anthea sprung from a Desmodium Gyrans, otherwise known as the dancing or telegraph plant. Lilly sung to this plant everyday and finally nature had given her body a second life, exterminating the diease from her body.
Command phrase for summoning the powers of your god: Allow me to blossom, Anthea!
Command phrase for allowing temporal possesion by your god: Spring is coming, Anthea!
Command phrase for summoning forth your god: Bloom once more, Anthea!
Affiliation: Opposed to Sora.
Re: Be Your True Mind
Name: Caitlynn (Cait)
Alias: Windrunner
Age: Unknown, looks to be in her early or mid 20s
Gender: Female
God: Tyche
Abilities:
Dodgy- High sneak skill and trained senses allow her to avoid unwanted contact with other lifeforms.
Charismatic- Her appearance and smooth words allow her to manipulate conversations in her favor.
Exceptional Vision- Sees an image 20 feet away with perfect accuracy that most humans can only perceive from 10 feet away.
Fit- Cait is a runner, and has a body built to run at a moderate/high pace for 8 kilometers (5 miles) without stopping.
Glass Cannon- Able to get dole out a lot of damage quickly, but is unable to sustain much damage herself.
Weapon Proficiency- Skilled in the use and care of composite bows and crossbows. Has the ability to shoot various small firearms with great accuracy, but limited knowledge of how to maintain them.
Martial Arts- Skilled in Jujutsu
Abilities bestowed by the gods:
Lucky- Has a higher chance of succeeding in everything she does. Nonspecific.
Windwalk- A flip of Tyche's coin grants Caitlynn invisibility and increased movement speed. She appears to flicker in and out of existence depending on the flip.
Avoid Misfortune- Able to sense when a possibly unfortunate event will occur and be able to avoid it.
Increased Dodge: Less likely to be hit.
Abilities of the god:
Bad Luck- Tyche's opponent becomes flooded with misfortune. For a short span of time, the opponent will fail miserably at everything they attempt.
Quick- Tyche's base walking movement speed of 9 km/h (5 mi/hour)
Windwalk- A flip of Tyche's coin grants her invisibility and increased movement speed. She appears to flicker in and out of existence depending on the flip.
Lucky Lander- Ability to jump long distances onto any surface and maintain her footing.
Loaded Die- Ability to choose which side of the coin (or die) will land on.
Fickle- Can change a person's luck at will with the flip of a coin.
Appearance: "Feeling lucky?"
Appearance of Goddess: Tyche, Goddess of Chance
Biography: Always on the move, Cait has recently arrived in New York, where she lives in a small high rise over looking the city. She makes her money with lucky investments and gambling. She keeps up on news of the billionaire Sora, as she is deeply curious of him.
Personality: She rarely gets close to others and dislikes most people. She sees them as stepping stones. Cold, and comes across as amoral, as she cares only for herself and her interests.
Tale of your awakening: She stood watching as the whole world seemed to crumble around her due to an airborne virus of mysterious origin. A hand grabbed her shirt. "Help me... please!" said the man who was dying at her feet. A smile curled on her lips- she was immune. She cooly shifted the man off and he fell to the ground, weak and unable to get up again. She took his wallet- the man was loaded.
Command phrase for summoning the powers of your god: "I'm feeling lucky~"
Command phrase for allowing temporal possesion by your god: "Fortune smiles... or punishes."
Command phrase for summoning forth your god: "Tyche, shall we show them how unfair life really is?"
Alignment: Currently neither, but inclined to join Sora.
Name: Isaac
Alias: Yuki
Age: Looks to be in his teens
Gender: Male
God: Pluto
Abilities:
Agile- Very lean and flexible.
Friendly- A genuinely good person who makes friends easily, though is easily tricked and manipulated because of his trusting nature.
Upbeat- Rarely experiences depression. His cheer usually affects those around him positively.
Curious- Likes to explore and learn. May lead to him finding secrets.
Abilities bestowed by the gods:
Cold Touch- Freezes on touch.
Breeze- Isaac becomes as light as the wind and is carried with it. His ability to jump is highly increased, and his extremely light weight allows him to hover in the air.
Frost Jolt- Isaac releases a bolt of frost from his fingertips. Freezes on contact.
Sub-Zero- Isaac has the ability to bring a target's temperature down to killing degrees.
*note: when possessed, his Cold Touch and Frost Jolt abilities kill
Abilities of the god:
Blizzard- Pluto brings forth a blizzard where ever he goes.
Absolute Zero- Pluto has the ability to bring the environment or a target to absolute zero temperature.
Ice Chasm- Pluto's cold splits the frozen earth, causing earthquakes. Can also lead to the underworld if Pluto wills it.
Appearance: "Who know life would be so... cold."
Appearance of the God: Pluto, God of Frost and Gatekeeper of the Underworld
Biography: A young boy who's entire family was killed by the airborne virus. He is now living on the streets of New York.
Personality: Wounded, but kind. He avoids others simply because he fears he cannot connect with them, or that he or Pluto will harm them. He feels empty and alone.
Tale of your awakening: He was the first of his family to contract the virus, and caused it to spread to his family, who took time off to be together during the time of troubles. In his sleep, he felt a purging chill creep through his body and eradicate the illness. Joyfully, he awoke to check on his family, who he assumed were having similar experiences. They were all dead. He left his home, but the chill never left him.
Command phrase for summoning the powers of your god: "This is necessary..."/I'm sorry..."
Command phrase for allowing temporal possesion by your god: "So... cold."**
Command phrase for summoning forth your god: "N-no!"**
**note: Isaac doesn't choose to summon Pluto- Pluto forces his will onto Isaac
Alignment: Neither. Isaac is likely to oppose Sora (he values freedom), while Pluto is likely to side with Sora and/or attempt to overthrow him
Alias: Windrunner
Age: Unknown, looks to be in her early or mid 20s
Gender: Female
God: Tyche
Abilities:
Dodgy- High sneak skill and trained senses allow her to avoid unwanted contact with other lifeforms.
Charismatic- Her appearance and smooth words allow her to manipulate conversations in her favor.
Exceptional Vision- Sees an image 20 feet away with perfect accuracy that most humans can only perceive from 10 feet away.
Fit- Cait is a runner, and has a body built to run at a moderate/high pace for 8 kilometers (5 miles) without stopping.
Glass Cannon- Able to get dole out a lot of damage quickly, but is unable to sustain much damage herself.
Weapon Proficiency- Skilled in the use and care of composite bows and crossbows. Has the ability to shoot various small firearms with great accuracy, but limited knowledge of how to maintain them.
Martial Arts- Skilled in Jujutsu
Abilities bestowed by the gods:
Lucky- Has a higher chance of succeeding in everything she does. Nonspecific.
Windwalk- A flip of Tyche's coin grants Caitlynn invisibility and increased movement speed. She appears to flicker in and out of existence depending on the flip.
Avoid Misfortune- Able to sense when a possibly unfortunate event will occur and be able to avoid it.
Increased Dodge: Less likely to be hit.
Abilities of the god:
Bad Luck- Tyche's opponent becomes flooded with misfortune. For a short span of time, the opponent will fail miserably at everything they attempt.
Quick- Tyche's base walking movement speed of 9 km/h (5 mi/hour)
Windwalk- A flip of Tyche's coin grants her invisibility and increased movement speed. She appears to flicker in and out of existence depending on the flip.
Lucky Lander- Ability to jump long distances onto any surface and maintain her footing.
Loaded Die- Ability to choose which side of the coin (or die) will land on.
Fickle- Can change a person's luck at will with the flip of a coin.
Appearance: "Feeling lucky?"
Appearance of Goddess: Tyche, Goddess of Chance
Biography: Always on the move, Cait has recently arrived in New York, where she lives in a small high rise over looking the city. She makes her money with lucky investments and gambling. She keeps up on news of the billionaire Sora, as she is deeply curious of him.
Personality: She rarely gets close to others and dislikes most people. She sees them as stepping stones. Cold, and comes across as amoral, as she cares only for herself and her interests.
Tale of your awakening: She stood watching as the whole world seemed to crumble around her due to an airborne virus of mysterious origin. A hand grabbed her shirt. "Help me... please!" said the man who was dying at her feet. A smile curled on her lips- she was immune. She cooly shifted the man off and he fell to the ground, weak and unable to get up again. She took his wallet- the man was loaded.
Command phrase for summoning the powers of your god: "I'm feeling lucky~"
Command phrase for allowing temporal possesion by your god: "Fortune smiles... or punishes."
Command phrase for summoning forth your god: "Tyche, shall we show them how unfair life really is?"
Alignment: Currently neither, but inclined to join Sora.
Name: Isaac
Alias: Yuki
Age: Looks to be in his teens
Gender: Male
God: Pluto
Abilities:
Agile- Very lean and flexible.
Friendly- A genuinely good person who makes friends easily, though is easily tricked and manipulated because of his trusting nature.
Upbeat- Rarely experiences depression. His cheer usually affects those around him positively.
Curious- Likes to explore and learn. May lead to him finding secrets.
Abilities bestowed by the gods:
Cold Touch- Freezes on touch.
Breeze- Isaac becomes as light as the wind and is carried with it. His ability to jump is highly increased, and his extremely light weight allows him to hover in the air.
Frost Jolt- Isaac releases a bolt of frost from his fingertips. Freezes on contact.
Sub-Zero- Isaac has the ability to bring a target's temperature down to killing degrees.
*note: when possessed, his Cold Touch and Frost Jolt abilities kill
Abilities of the god:
Blizzard- Pluto brings forth a blizzard where ever he goes.
Absolute Zero- Pluto has the ability to bring the environment or a target to absolute zero temperature.
Ice Chasm- Pluto's cold splits the frozen earth, causing earthquakes. Can also lead to the underworld if Pluto wills it.
Appearance: "Who know life would be so... cold."
Appearance of the God: Pluto, God of Frost and Gatekeeper of the Underworld
Biography: A young boy who's entire family was killed by the airborne virus. He is now living on the streets of New York.
Personality: Wounded, but kind. He avoids others simply because he fears he cannot connect with them, or that he or Pluto will harm them. He feels empty and alone.
Tale of your awakening: He was the first of his family to contract the virus, and caused it to spread to his family, who took time off to be together during the time of troubles. In his sleep, he felt a purging chill creep through his body and eradicate the illness. Joyfully, he awoke to check on his family, who he assumed were having similar experiences. They were all dead. He left his home, but the chill never left him.
Command phrase for summoning the powers of your god: "This is necessary..."/I'm sorry..."
Command phrase for allowing temporal possesion by your god: "So... cold."**
Command phrase for summoning forth your god: "N-no!"**
**note: Isaac doesn't choose to summon Pluto- Pluto forces his will onto Isaac
Alignment: Neither. Isaac is likely to oppose Sora (he values freedom), while Pluto is likely to side with Sora and/or attempt to overthrow him
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Because you tried to take it away from me.
There he stood, a young man blond in the short hair on his head, and the stubble on his chin. Strong and tall, he wore jeans and a leather jacket. A plain white shirt underneath. Steel blue eyes staring right at the man named Sora. "What you've done is criminal! I won't allow you to continue! Your path of destruction ends here!" The youth lifted his hand above him, between his fingers he could feel the clouds. "Lightning strikes twice!" The youth cried to the heavens as a bolt of lightning and the boom of thunder echoed within the building from outside. The young man's body levitated, wind from below fluttering his clothes. The young man's blue eyes turned gold, and he held his hand out, "Mjollnir!" Another bolt of lightning came and struck the man's hand. A hammer appeared to have travelled with this lightning. Sora seemed bored, his face leaning on his hand. "Is that all? You will not claim victory over me like this." The young man flew at Sora, swinging his mighty hammer down on what would be Sora's skull.
"It was your fate to fall." A voice called out echoing around them. This voice was dark, meanacing. The young man had hesitated for a second, and that was all it took for the origin of the voice to manifest itself within the room. His eyes glowed black, as he stepped from a darkness that appeared just as suddenly as he had. The man was handsome, tall, and well dressed. The man's skin tone implied a Mediterranean descent. Long hair fell to his shoulders. The glance the youth took at the Mediterranean man had distracted him from Sora, whom had disappeared in the darkness. "Your challenge rite is none other than myself." The Mediterranean man declared. "You think you can stand in my way? After I've come so far? Impossible! I summon forth lightning!" A bolt of lightning ripped from the sky and flew toward the Mediterranean man. Darkness, however, had consumed it before it could reach the Mediterranean man. The youth's legs seemed to tremble as he touched ground, the god within him had been frightened. "Begone, with the thunderclap!" The youth threw the hammer high above him. A mighty god, armored, with golden hair. The youth had summoned forth Thor, God of Thunder and Lightning. Before Thor could show his awesome power a heart-chilling snap could be heard as the darkness took the youth's leg. Panic filled the youth's heart, and the manifest Thor seemed to fade, if only for a second. The youth began to cry and scream in pain as he clenched what remained. Thor flew at the Mediterranean man, a flash of lightning and Thor would have struck him, had he not stepped into the darkness. Thor's presence completely faded, and the youth fell, darkness soon enveloping various patches of his person. "Do you know why you will die today?" Sora asked appearing from the darkness, the Mediterranean man beside him. The youth began crying and sniveling. "I-I don't want to-" darkness had stolen the youth's voice. "It is because you tried to take it away from me." Darkness ate the man, tears and all.
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In the streets of New York, not very far away, a young maiden danced in the flowers of her garden. Golden hair swirled among the flowers and she sang to the sky. The whole world was going deeper and deeper into hell, but while in her garden, tending to her plants, Lilly had reached a paradise lost. "What a beautiful day to dance in the sun~" Lilly said, her voice in the transition from song to speech. She soon left her paradise, and returned toward the reality Sora had created. She would have only a few days to stop him. If he left New York, he would be gone from her grasp forever. Just once chance, just for one moment, if her lips could touch his, she would change the world forever. She would end Sora's mad song, and create the world anew.
"It was your fate to fall." A voice called out echoing around them. This voice was dark, meanacing. The young man had hesitated for a second, and that was all it took for the origin of the voice to manifest itself within the room. His eyes glowed black, as he stepped from a darkness that appeared just as suddenly as he had. The man was handsome, tall, and well dressed. The man's skin tone implied a Mediterranean descent. Long hair fell to his shoulders. The glance the youth took at the Mediterranean man had distracted him from Sora, whom had disappeared in the darkness. "Your challenge rite is none other than myself." The Mediterranean man declared. "You think you can stand in my way? After I've come so far? Impossible! I summon forth lightning!" A bolt of lightning ripped from the sky and flew toward the Mediterranean man. Darkness, however, had consumed it before it could reach the Mediterranean man. The youth's legs seemed to tremble as he touched ground, the god within him had been frightened. "Begone, with the thunderclap!" The youth threw the hammer high above him. A mighty god, armored, with golden hair. The youth had summoned forth Thor, God of Thunder and Lightning. Before Thor could show his awesome power a heart-chilling snap could be heard as the darkness took the youth's leg. Panic filled the youth's heart, and the manifest Thor seemed to fade, if only for a second. The youth began to cry and scream in pain as he clenched what remained. Thor flew at the Mediterranean man, a flash of lightning and Thor would have struck him, had he not stepped into the darkness. Thor's presence completely faded, and the youth fell, darkness soon enveloping various patches of his person. "Do you know why you will die today?" Sora asked appearing from the darkness, the Mediterranean man beside him. The youth began crying and sniveling. "I-I don't want to-" darkness had stolen the youth's voice. "It is because you tried to take it away from me." Darkness ate the man, tears and all.
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In the streets of New York, not very far away, a young maiden danced in the flowers of her garden. Golden hair swirled among the flowers and she sang to the sky. The whole world was going deeper and deeper into hell, but while in her garden, tending to her plants, Lilly had reached a paradise lost. "What a beautiful day to dance in the sun~" Lilly said, her voice in the transition from song to speech. She soon left her paradise, and returned toward the reality Sora had created. She would have only a few days to stop him. If he left New York, he would be gone from her grasp forever. Just once chance, just for one moment, if her lips could touch his, she would change the world forever. She would end Sora's mad song, and create the world anew.
Re: Be Your True Mind (Open RP.)
Caitlynn threw the paper aside and gracefully slid over the arm of her couch and to the window, a cruel smile forming on her perfect lips. From her high perch in the tall apartment building that was her home, she could see an isolated lightening storm at the far end of the city- the vain attempt of some lightening god attempting to lay Sora low.
"Foolish."
She turned cooly toward the entrance to her home. Today was the day she would finally meet Sora. She would offer him her services, and she knew he would not refuse her. She was... quite fortunate in that aspect. If he had any objections, the convincing words would come to her, she knew.
As she approached the simple yet elegantly carved white wooden door that formed the threshold to her similarly designed home, she plucked up her forest green pea coat, specifically designed to her, and donned black knee-high boots over thick grey leggings, and headed out the door.
In the distance, darkness was consuming the light as the battled faded to a close.
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A young boy scuffed his feet as he walked silent and alone on the busy city streets, his head downcast, his tattered hood hiding his sadness. Without any action on his part, passersby seemed to create a wide berth around him. Not that he noticed anymore.
One step, another, an uncounted more- the air was buzzing with activity. People were crowding now. Quiet murmurs of panic and confusion. Isaac stopped and his gaze leveled. All around, people were gathering, or hurrying off. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see one of a group of teenage girls mouth something to her friends as she pointed to the sky with fear in her eyes.
Isaac quickly looked in the direction of the girl's finger, just as a bright flash of lightening shot over the tall buildings. He rushed into the street to get a better view, the few cars still able to creep along honking loudly in protest to his sudden appearance. Isaac watched in awe as a battle he knew unfolded in the distance. Lightening lept from the sky at an unnatural rate, only to be lost in darkness before it could strike the ground. Without thinking, Isaac ran toward it.
He didn't get close. It didn't take long for the pedestrians to panic and flee from what was happening, causing him to have to fight his way in the opposite direction. And the battle was over before he could even make it to the next block.
Isaac's heart sank as the last sparks of lightening faded from the sky. He was too late.
What did you think you were going to do? A cold and flat voice asked him. Isaac shivered, his thoughts turning the same... his mind became a lifeless tundra. In it, he stood as a small dot of light. Approaching over the endless landscape came a dark and foreboding storm, at it's center a pitch black mass that was infinitely large in the young boy's mind. The small light shifted as it buffeted by hail and ice, but the light still stood. The voice spoke again coming from the dark creature, this time with a menacing and frosty bite. Hoping to make some... friends? Ha ha ha ha! A sharp spike of ice shot toward the light.
On the street, the boy yelped and fell to his knees, the heel of his hand over one eye. Though he wasn't aware, people started to run around him, none stopping to check if the pale and skinny boy was alright.
How much time passed, Isaac wasn't sure. A loud blare of sound slammed him back to reality, where he was curled in fetal position in the center of the street. He got up slowly, hearing without hearing the curses of the annoyed driver who had woken him. All around, people were muttering to themselves and pointing at him. It was the most attention he had gotten from them all day.
He scrambled up, flinging his hood over his head to hide his shame, and hurried off the street into the shadow of an alley. There, he slowed his pace. Was this all life had in store for him now?
He trudged along for some time, kicking a can. Each kick gave him more and more of a sense of closeness with the inanimate object. He had been so intent on his new found friendship, he didn't even realize where he had gone. He kicked again, and this time the can hit some delicate foot.
Isaac jolted upright, and looked up at the figure his new friend had chosen with wide eyes.
A girl stood before him. Her hair cascaded down her back, the color of pure honey. Her eyes were a brilliant and bright copper.
"I-I-" Isaac stammered. He was at a loss for words, and it showed. In a move as fast and smooth as a breeze, he retrieved his can from by her feet and flowed back to stand a few feet away from her, the scent of spring chasing him as he moved away from her. There, he stood frozen, captivated. "I-I'm Isaac." He looked at the empty and beaten can now in his hand, and tossed it away, a look of shame and embarrassment forming on his face. "I'm sorry about that. I should've been paying attention."
"Foolish."
She turned cooly toward the entrance to her home. Today was the day she would finally meet Sora. She would offer him her services, and she knew he would not refuse her. She was... quite fortunate in that aspect. If he had any objections, the convincing words would come to her, she knew.
As she approached the simple yet elegantly carved white wooden door that formed the threshold to her similarly designed home, she plucked up her forest green pea coat, specifically designed to her, and donned black knee-high boots over thick grey leggings, and headed out the door.
In the distance, darkness was consuming the light as the battled faded to a close.
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A young boy scuffed his feet as he walked silent and alone on the busy city streets, his head downcast, his tattered hood hiding his sadness. Without any action on his part, passersby seemed to create a wide berth around him. Not that he noticed anymore.
One step, another, an uncounted more- the air was buzzing with activity. People were crowding now. Quiet murmurs of panic and confusion. Isaac stopped and his gaze leveled. All around, people were gathering, or hurrying off. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see one of a group of teenage girls mouth something to her friends as she pointed to the sky with fear in her eyes.
Isaac quickly looked in the direction of the girl's finger, just as a bright flash of lightening shot over the tall buildings. He rushed into the street to get a better view, the few cars still able to creep along honking loudly in protest to his sudden appearance. Isaac watched in awe as a battle he knew unfolded in the distance. Lightening lept from the sky at an unnatural rate, only to be lost in darkness before it could strike the ground. Without thinking, Isaac ran toward it.
He didn't get close. It didn't take long for the pedestrians to panic and flee from what was happening, causing him to have to fight his way in the opposite direction. And the battle was over before he could even make it to the next block.
Isaac's heart sank as the last sparks of lightening faded from the sky. He was too late.
What did you think you were going to do? A cold and flat voice asked him. Isaac shivered, his thoughts turning the same... his mind became a lifeless tundra. In it, he stood as a small dot of light. Approaching over the endless landscape came a dark and foreboding storm, at it's center a pitch black mass that was infinitely large in the young boy's mind. The small light shifted as it buffeted by hail and ice, but the light still stood. The voice spoke again coming from the dark creature, this time with a menacing and frosty bite. Hoping to make some... friends? Ha ha ha ha! A sharp spike of ice shot toward the light.
On the street, the boy yelped and fell to his knees, the heel of his hand over one eye. Though he wasn't aware, people started to run around him, none stopping to check if the pale and skinny boy was alright.
How much time passed, Isaac wasn't sure. A loud blare of sound slammed him back to reality, where he was curled in fetal position in the center of the street. He got up slowly, hearing without hearing the curses of the annoyed driver who had woken him. All around, people were muttering to themselves and pointing at him. It was the most attention he had gotten from them all day.
He scrambled up, flinging his hood over his head to hide his shame, and hurried off the street into the shadow of an alley. There, he slowed his pace. Was this all life had in store for him now?
He trudged along for some time, kicking a can. Each kick gave him more and more of a sense of closeness with the inanimate object. He had been so intent on his new found friendship, he didn't even realize where he had gone. He kicked again, and this time the can hit some delicate foot.
Isaac jolted upright, and looked up at the figure his new friend had chosen with wide eyes.
A girl stood before him. Her hair cascaded down her back, the color of pure honey. Her eyes were a brilliant and bright copper.
"I-I-" Isaac stammered. He was at a loss for words, and it showed. In a move as fast and smooth as a breeze, he retrieved his can from by her feet and flowed back to stand a few feet away from her, the scent of spring chasing him as he moved away from her. There, he stood frozen, captivated. "I-I'm Isaac." He looked at the empty and beaten can now in his hand, and tossed it away, a look of shame and embarrassment forming on his face. "I'm sorry about that. I should've been paying attention."
Why do you look so flustered?
Sora stood above the city, high above the streets. He could see the tops of all other buildings, and beneath his feet were the ants he had once considered humans. "This is awful, that boy blasted a hole. I'll have to repair this soon." Sora turned and in twins appeared before him. One male, the other female, they were young and brown haired. They had green eyes and bright countenances. The young man spoke first, "Don't worry about it Master Sora-" "We will clean up this mess." The two were well-dressed, just as the Mediterranean man had been. The boy's hair was short, and the girl wore her long hair in a pony tail, giving the look that their hairstyles were the same, if seen from the front.
"Make sure that it is repaired before any rain comes." Sora's eyes were cold, his words were bitter and sharp. The twins were nothing more than animals to Sora. Pawns they kne themselves to be, but they could not hide their excitement. "Did you hear-" "Sora trusts us to-" "Repair the building-" "That's so cool!" The twins turned face, they were smiling. By the time they looked at their master, Sora had flown away, feathers fell softly from the sky Sora had set out for. The twins turned toward each other and smiled.
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Lilly giggled at the boy before her. She smiled and reached for a flower in her purse. 'Do not come near him! I sense a cold that will end your world, your reality.' The voice of Anthea rang in her head. "That's not very nice!" Lilly said aloud, still holding a daisy in her hand. She dismissed Anthea's words and turned toward the boy named Issac. "If I was paying attention, it would not have hit me." She flashed a smile and offered the boy the daisy she held in her hand.
"My name is Lilly, sometimes I hide away in my own world." Lilly's voice was kind, accepting, and warm. She geniunely wanted friends, and she genuinely seemed to be a kind individual. "Why do you look so flustered?" 'The man's heart is a frozen wasteland. Leave him here. Leave him alone, do not trust him.' Lilly shook her head to dismiss Anthea.
"Make sure that it is repaired before any rain comes." Sora's eyes were cold, his words were bitter and sharp. The twins were nothing more than animals to Sora. Pawns they kne themselves to be, but they could not hide their excitement. "Did you hear-" "Sora trusts us to-" "Repair the building-" "That's so cool!" The twins turned face, they were smiling. By the time they looked at their master, Sora had flown away, feathers fell softly from the sky Sora had set out for. The twins turned toward each other and smiled.
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Lilly giggled at the boy before her. She smiled and reached for a flower in her purse. 'Do not come near him! I sense a cold that will end your world, your reality.' The voice of Anthea rang in her head. "That's not very nice!" Lilly said aloud, still holding a daisy in her hand. She dismissed Anthea's words and turned toward the boy named Issac. "If I was paying attention, it would not have hit me." She flashed a smile and offered the boy the daisy she held in her hand.
"My name is Lilly, sometimes I hide away in my own world." Lilly's voice was kind, accepting, and warm. She geniunely wanted friends, and she genuinely seemed to be a kind individual. "Why do you look so flustered?" 'The man's heart is a frozen wasteland. Leave him here. Leave him alone, do not trust him.' Lilly shook her head to dismiss Anthea.
Re: Be Your True Mind (Open RP.)
Name: Duolc
Alias: Sky
Age: 21
Gender: Male
God:Lanvs, god of decisions
Abilities:
Agile- quick, sure, and soft-footed
Stronger than most- Rough life on the streets caused him to adapt his body to the extreme. He can lift up to two hundred pounds without much struggle.
Abilities bestowed upon by the god:
Level headed- the patterns of decisions become clearer.
Critical thinking- his ability to problem solve and be decisive is improved.
Speed boost- along with quicknesss of mind comes quickness of body
Abilities of god once summoned:
Critical decision- Lanvs controles and operates the decisions of opponents sometimes driving them to the pointt of insanitty.
Pathfinder- Lanvs' master control over balance finds the most suitable way into and out of danger.
Power of Will- Lanvs' strength over the human mind erupts into a critical blow.
Appearance: <a href="http://s981.photobucket.com/user/rainst ... 0.jpg.html" target="_blank"><img src="http://i981.photobucket.com/albums/ae29 ... 1451d0.jpg" border="0" alt=" photo Will_you_leave__by_Ficasahn_zps271451d0.jpg"/></a>
GOD'S appearance: http://www.google.com/url?sa=i&source=i ... 1619015327
Biography: being the sole survivor of a street gang known as revelon, he constantly seeks redemption for his past mistakes.
Personalityy:very somber and dark brrought about by his constant torment from his past. Despite the dark feelings he may have he remains steadfastly loyal and true to those he cares about and is always always driven to protect them, even going so far as to hide his pain and emotions for he would not worry them. Ultimately, it is his selfless and kind nature that gives him the ability to overcome adversity time and again. He carries an apathetic bearing and is often avoided due to it. He is constantly self criticising and feels intense remorse for any pain he causes. He is often indecisive.
Tale of awakening: he watched, paralyzed, as his one and only friend was murdered before him. In an effort to save himself, he reached for any power he could.
Command phrase to summon the powers of your god: "not interested"
Command phrase for possession: "are sins...ever forgiven?"
Command phrase for summoning forth your god: "i won't sleep well tonight."
Alignment: neutral
Alias: Sky
Age: 21
Gender: Male
God:Lanvs, god of decisions
Abilities:
Agile- quick, sure, and soft-footed
Stronger than most- Rough life on the streets caused him to adapt his body to the extreme. He can lift up to two hundred pounds without much struggle.
Abilities bestowed upon by the god:
Level headed- the patterns of decisions become clearer.
Critical thinking- his ability to problem solve and be decisive is improved.
Speed boost- along with quicknesss of mind comes quickness of body
Abilities of god once summoned:
Critical decision- Lanvs controles and operates the decisions of opponents sometimes driving them to the pointt of insanitty.
Pathfinder- Lanvs' master control over balance finds the most suitable way into and out of danger.
Power of Will- Lanvs' strength over the human mind erupts into a critical blow.
Appearance: <a href="http://s981.photobucket.com/user/rainst ... 0.jpg.html" target="_blank"><img src="http://i981.photobucket.com/albums/ae29 ... 1451d0.jpg" border="0" alt=" photo Will_you_leave__by_Ficasahn_zps271451d0.jpg"/></a>
GOD'S appearance: http://www.google.com/url?sa=i&source=i ... 1619015327
Biography: being the sole survivor of a street gang known as revelon, he constantly seeks redemption for his past mistakes.
Personalityy:very somber and dark brrought about by his constant torment from his past. Despite the dark feelings he may have he remains steadfastly loyal and true to those he cares about and is always always driven to protect them, even going so far as to hide his pain and emotions for he would not worry them. Ultimately, it is his selfless and kind nature that gives him the ability to overcome adversity time and again. He carries an apathetic bearing and is often avoided due to it. He is constantly self criticising and feels intense remorse for any pain he causes. He is often indecisive.
Tale of awakening: he watched, paralyzed, as his one and only friend was murdered before him. In an effort to save himself, he reached for any power he could.
Command phrase to summon the powers of your god: "not interested"
Command phrase for possession: "are sins...ever forgiven?"
Command phrase for summoning forth your god: "i won't sleep well tonight."
Alignment: neutral
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Let destiny decide!
((I plan on having Sora leaving New York, and that means you'll have to find ways to track him/ follow him around the globe.))
A Step Forward
A small and desperate smile played across Isaac's lips. This beautiful woman was talking to him! And her smile was so kind. His mind floated on warm spring clouds. He started to speak, not really paying attention to his words, nor his motions. His hand reached out for the gift she presented to him- her friendship in the form of a tiny and delicate flower.
"You'll really have to forgive me, it's not often I get to speak with such a beautiful-" his voice was confident and eloquent, clear and smooth as the chime of a single silver bell.
His fingers touched the flower- and his eyes darted to it, the confidence turning to anguish, his mind rushing back to reality as he realized what he had done. Half a heartbeat later, the tip of the flower that Isaac touched had curled into a black ribbon of death. It wasn't long before the frost spread to the est of the flower, turning it into a stiff, cold thing in Lilly's hand.
His hand shot back, his gaze returning to her. He was afraid. A cold laughter filled his mind as dark words swelled in his thoughts like the deepest of storms.
Before the woman got a chance to speak, Isaac leaped up and was whisked away in a strong gust of wind.
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A pink and white blur skated along with the wind, leaping from building to building with otherworldly speed and grace. She landed on a building with a pool and a surprised crowd of party-goers. Before her foot lifted, she glanced their way. Time seemed to slow as her lips curled into a smile and her hand extended toward them. She flipped a coin. Heads. Time played again as beautiful woman burst open the door that had lead to the roof. The party-goers seemed shocked at first. Then an older man cautiously moved toward the girl, and, when he was close, cry and embrace her. Happy tears fell from each of the partiers as they in turn greeted the girl.
Tyche lept.
Cailtynn waited silently in Tyche's mind. She wasn't about to rush her goddess, for she knew that Tyche would know the best speed for which they should find Sora.
An hour passed as Tyche made her way across the top of the city, using luck and wind to guide her feet. And then- she suddenly stopped. The goddess's hair brightened and shortened into Caitlynn's fiery locks. Her clothes changed from a form fitting swim-suit type outfit to the pea coat and high boots.
Caitlynn looked out over the city, and felt on top of the world. There was no building taller than this one. She looked around, hoping to find a door into the building. When she found it, she let herself inside.
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As Isaac's toe come into contact with the earth once more, he crumbled to his knees. He curled over himself, whimpering like a small and frightened child. The cold that swelled in his mind and the pain of his loneliness left him feeling only blank and sadness.
Until a warm breeze brushed his tears, and the scent of spring filled his head with light and song, pushing back the cold and darkness. Isaac looked up, and what he saw surprised him. A garden hidden among the tall urban jungle.
Paradise in New York City.
"You'll really have to forgive me, it's not often I get to speak with such a beautiful-" his voice was confident and eloquent, clear and smooth as the chime of a single silver bell.
His fingers touched the flower- and his eyes darted to it, the confidence turning to anguish, his mind rushing back to reality as he realized what he had done. Half a heartbeat later, the tip of the flower that Isaac touched had curled into a black ribbon of death. It wasn't long before the frost spread to the est of the flower, turning it into a stiff, cold thing in Lilly's hand.
His hand shot back, his gaze returning to her. He was afraid. A cold laughter filled his mind as dark words swelled in his thoughts like the deepest of storms.
Before the woman got a chance to speak, Isaac leaped up and was whisked away in a strong gust of wind.
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A pink and white blur skated along with the wind, leaping from building to building with otherworldly speed and grace. She landed on a building with a pool and a surprised crowd of party-goers. Before her foot lifted, she glanced their way. Time seemed to slow as her lips curled into a smile and her hand extended toward them. She flipped a coin. Heads. Time played again as beautiful woman burst open the door that had lead to the roof. The party-goers seemed shocked at first. Then an older man cautiously moved toward the girl, and, when he was close, cry and embrace her. Happy tears fell from each of the partiers as they in turn greeted the girl.
Tyche lept.
Cailtynn waited silently in Tyche's mind. She wasn't about to rush her goddess, for she knew that Tyche would know the best speed for which they should find Sora.
An hour passed as Tyche made her way across the top of the city, using luck and wind to guide her feet. And then- she suddenly stopped. The goddess's hair brightened and shortened into Caitlynn's fiery locks. Her clothes changed from a form fitting swim-suit type outfit to the pea coat and high boots.
Caitlynn looked out over the city, and felt on top of the world. There was no building taller than this one. She looked around, hoping to find a door into the building. When she found it, she let herself inside.
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As Isaac's toe come into contact with the earth once more, he crumbled to his knees. He curled over himself, whimpering like a small and frightened child. The cold that swelled in his mind and the pain of his loneliness left him feeling only blank and sadness.
Until a warm breeze brushed his tears, and the scent of spring filled his head with light and song, pushing back the cold and darkness. Isaac looked up, and what he saw surprised him. A garden hidden among the tall urban jungle.
Paradise in New York City.
Re: Be Your True Mind (Open RP.)
Don't call, don't talk, don't even lock eyes with me! I have, I have, too many possibilities! So, get out, get out, Don't call me on the weekends, Get out, get out, this is how it all ends, Get out, Get out, I don't want to be friends!
"This music.." There was a pause, almost as though he were contemplating his next words, "Is very loud..."
His back was to the stone wall, and he could feel the coldness of the air seeping into his clothes as it was. He had one leg outstretched, and the other pulled close enough so his foot sat flat upon the ground. He let it hold the weight of his arm as he let his closed eyes drift into memories.
"Floot!" A young boy, yet still older than Sky, landed before him. His hair was greasy from lack of washing, and his tattered clothes and tan skin were to the point of dirtiness that it shook off in ragged flakes in each movement. "Come on Floot, there's a new Breadman today!" Sky looked around and then back at the oldest member of Revelon, Martus. Martus wasn't the leader of course, but he was the one who had Sky's allegiance. When Sky and Martus first met, Martus had placed so much weight on Sky's feet that he had to speak his introduction through clenched teeth. However, instead, he said "You're crushing my foot." Martus mistook it for 'Floot' and it stuck. Floot became the Enigma of Revelon, and Javal, the leader of the street gang, relied heavily upon him these days. However, he knew that if he asked too much, Sky would just up and quit. Sky was only ever in it for Sky. Yet, Floot was a name to fear. Even by the shopkeeps.
"Martus?" Sky asked as he was lead through the streets, "Martus I can walk!" He didn't shake free though, and many of the other guildies thought it absurd. Only Martus escaped Floot's wrath.
Moments later, they arrived at there destination. Only the breadman still worked streets. He made his own bread, and got more customers than any other place in the city. People went out of their way for him. He was important. But this time, it wasn't the breadman working there. It was someone else. He had sleeked black hair and a curved posture. He kept glancing around as though he were nervous. An easy target. Usually.
"Alright. Martus, Floot, Engage!" Martus narrated, running in, Sky following close behind. Martus leaped into the air, and suddenly there was a loud clap and he was on the ground. Sky slowed his momentum and slid down next to Martus's body. He was already getting cold by the time Sky touched him. "No...Martus!" His eyes were wide open in terror still, and Sky couldn't move, he couldn't shut them. His own eyes were fixed to the bleeding temple in his only friends temple. Then he heard the click. The sound of the hammer being pulled back on the gun. Sky's eyes flashed to the man, but he couldn't move...He was too scared...The man was speaking, but Sky didn't even recognize it...His own thoughts were already ringing in his head.. Someone...Help me... Then...suddenly the man went rigid....his eyes reeling. He brought the gun up to his own chin and...
BAM! There was a flash as lightning struck the area nearby. Sky's hair was matted down with sweat and remembrance. "I should...Probably...see if they're okay.." He stood, dusted off his matted and crusty clothing, and headed to the square. "Is there...ever redemption...?"
"This music.." There was a pause, almost as though he were contemplating his next words, "Is very loud..."
His back was to the stone wall, and he could feel the coldness of the air seeping into his clothes as it was. He had one leg outstretched, and the other pulled close enough so his foot sat flat upon the ground. He let it hold the weight of his arm as he let his closed eyes drift into memories.
"Floot!" A young boy, yet still older than Sky, landed before him. His hair was greasy from lack of washing, and his tattered clothes and tan skin were to the point of dirtiness that it shook off in ragged flakes in each movement. "Come on Floot, there's a new Breadman today!" Sky looked around and then back at the oldest member of Revelon, Martus. Martus wasn't the leader of course, but he was the one who had Sky's allegiance. When Sky and Martus first met, Martus had placed so much weight on Sky's feet that he had to speak his introduction through clenched teeth. However, instead, he said "You're crushing my foot." Martus mistook it for 'Floot' and it stuck. Floot became the Enigma of Revelon, and Javal, the leader of the street gang, relied heavily upon him these days. However, he knew that if he asked too much, Sky would just up and quit. Sky was only ever in it for Sky. Yet, Floot was a name to fear. Even by the shopkeeps.
"Martus?" Sky asked as he was lead through the streets, "Martus I can walk!" He didn't shake free though, and many of the other guildies thought it absurd. Only Martus escaped Floot's wrath.
Moments later, they arrived at there destination. Only the breadman still worked streets. He made his own bread, and got more customers than any other place in the city. People went out of their way for him. He was important. But this time, it wasn't the breadman working there. It was someone else. He had sleeked black hair and a curved posture. He kept glancing around as though he were nervous. An easy target. Usually.
"Alright. Martus, Floot, Engage!" Martus narrated, running in, Sky following close behind. Martus leaped into the air, and suddenly there was a loud clap and he was on the ground. Sky slowed his momentum and slid down next to Martus's body. He was already getting cold by the time Sky touched him. "No...Martus!" His eyes were wide open in terror still, and Sky couldn't move, he couldn't shut them. His own eyes were fixed to the bleeding temple in his only friends temple. Then he heard the click. The sound of the hammer being pulled back on the gun. Sky's eyes flashed to the man, but he couldn't move...He was too scared...The man was speaking, but Sky didn't even recognize it...His own thoughts were already ringing in his head.. Someone...Help me... Then...suddenly the man went rigid....his eyes reeling. He brought the gun up to his own chin and...
BAM! There was a flash as lightning struck the area nearby. Sky's hair was matted down with sweat and remembrance. "I should...Probably...see if they're okay.." He stood, dusted off his matted and crusty clothing, and headed to the square. "Is there...ever redemption...?"
Big Chill
The flower fell from Lilly's hand, the cold ran into her fingers, and felt like death. Like glass shattering, the flower fell to shards. Lilly could not help herself. Before she could truly mourn the loss of her flower, Anthea spoke to Lilly. 'I tried to warn you!' You ignored my warning and now you've been bitten by the icy cold of his heart!' Lilly wiped the tears from her eyes asuphe stood up. Her tears fell upon the broken kindness she'd offered the boy, and she ran towards her solice. Her garden was the only place she could possibly cheer up.
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Cait was met by a vibrant light. A young man, striking a strong resemblance to Sora stood before her. His only difference was his Aryan features. Blond and crystal blue eyes. "Welcome to The Sky. Reception is on the first floor I'm afraid. I might be able to escort you, unless you have an invitation." The young man said, beaming a white smile at her.
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Lilly's jaw dropped. Her heart sank and she glared at him, straightening up. "Please do not enter there!" she cried, throwing herself before her garden's entrance. "I've worked on this my entire life, if you were to kill even one flower in here, I could never forgive you."
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Cait was met by a vibrant light. A young man, striking a strong resemblance to Sora stood before her. His only difference was his Aryan features. Blond and crystal blue eyes. "Welcome to The Sky. Reception is on the first floor I'm afraid. I might be able to escort you, unless you have an invitation." The young man said, beaming a white smile at her.
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Lilly's jaw dropped. Her heart sank and she glared at him, straightening up. "Please do not enter there!" she cried, throwing herself before her garden's entrance. "I've worked on this my entire life, if you were to kill even one flower in here, I could never forgive you."
Re: Be Your True Mind (Open RP.)
Isaac jumped throwing his hands up instinctively. It was the woman from before. He danced back cautiously, and studied her. His hands still in the air, he said. "I'm not here to anything." His voice was sincere. "Really... I don't mean to do what I do." His eyes widened and then he winced, one of his hands going to his head as he growled. Through gritted teeth, he muttered, "Stop it. Stop it- STOP IT!" With a cry, he fell to his knees, exhausted. A minute passed of only his ragged breathing. When he spoke again, his voice was quiet. "I'm sorry. I didn't choose this..."
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In Isaac's mind, Pluto stalked furiously. Never before had the boy been able to resist his will. Pluto shoved a massive wave of ice against the mental wall the boy had created. It was a futile effort. Pluto, in cold curiosity, got closer to the wall, observing it. It was woven out of vines and flowers, and the warm scent of spring drifted from between branches. Peering through, Pluto could see a girl and, behind her, the spectral form of a fairy goddess. The girl had an angelic glow in the boy's mind.
With an indignant snort, Pluto backed away from the wall to see it as a whole once more. If force wouldn't work, Pluto would have to use another method. His demonic lip curling into a malicious smile, Pluto extended his massive hands toward the wall. He took hold of one of the branches and, little by little, started to freeze the plants into delicate stalks.
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Cait blinked and took a step back. Before her stood a man she assumed to be Sora. However, his demeanor and his greeting spoke more of a common receptionist.
"Forgive me. I didn't realize. Please, do escort me to the front desk. I'd like to make an appointment to speak with Sora as soon as possible." Her eyes narrowed slightly, and her smile widened with practiced charm. I'm feeling lucky, she thought to herself, willing the man before her to allow her audience with Sora as soon as possible.
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In Isaac's mind, Pluto stalked furiously. Never before had the boy been able to resist his will. Pluto shoved a massive wave of ice against the mental wall the boy had created. It was a futile effort. Pluto, in cold curiosity, got closer to the wall, observing it. It was woven out of vines and flowers, and the warm scent of spring drifted from between branches. Peering through, Pluto could see a girl and, behind her, the spectral form of a fairy goddess. The girl had an angelic glow in the boy's mind.
With an indignant snort, Pluto backed away from the wall to see it as a whole once more. If force wouldn't work, Pluto would have to use another method. His demonic lip curling into a malicious smile, Pluto extended his massive hands toward the wall. He took hold of one of the branches and, little by little, started to freeze the plants into delicate stalks.
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Cait blinked and took a step back. Before her stood a man she assumed to be Sora. However, his demeanor and his greeting spoke more of a common receptionist.
"Forgive me. I didn't realize. Please, do escort me to the front desk. I'd like to make an appointment to speak with Sora as soon as possible." Her eyes narrowed slightly, and her smile widened with practiced charm. I'm feeling lucky, she thought to herself, willing the man before her to allow her audience with Sora as soon as possible.
Song of the Lost Woods.
((If I misunderstand please forgive me.))
"Oh why of course." The young man said, holding out his hand for Cait to hold. "I'm sure Sora might like to see a young delight such as yourself." His smile never faded, and once her hand touched his, a blinding light seemed to form from their hands.
Before she could see again, Cait and the young man were at a reception desk. "Here we are. If you sign in for an appointment, I may be able to swing you in for today." The young man said. "Sir Abel, it won't be possible to have her meet Master Sora today." The young man's smile turned toward the receptionist. "Thank you for your opinion. Now make sure to keep it to yourself." The shining man once more vanished from their sight.
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Lilly's face turned into one of confusion as the boy fell to his knees. "Oh no! Anthea, maybe his god is a bad one?" 'Or maybe the boy is an actor. One who wishes to harm you. Do not trust him, within him is a cold, evil God.' "I have to try!" She wrapped her arms around the boy. "Please Anthea! Please! Allow mw to blossom, Anthea!" Within her body she felt the powers of Anthea flowing. Anthea the fairy goddess had blessed Lilly, and she knew how to help. Her voice and words blended into a song, the Song of the Lost Woods. She sang to the boy for what might have felt for hours, holding him close to her.
"Oh why of course." The young man said, holding out his hand for Cait to hold. "I'm sure Sora might like to see a young delight such as yourself." His smile never faded, and once her hand touched his, a blinding light seemed to form from their hands.
Before she could see again, Cait and the young man were at a reception desk. "Here we are. If you sign in for an appointment, I may be able to swing you in for today." The young man said. "Sir Abel, it won't be possible to have her meet Master Sora today." The young man's smile turned toward the receptionist. "Thank you for your opinion. Now make sure to keep it to yourself." The shining man once more vanished from their sight.
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Lilly's face turned into one of confusion as the boy fell to his knees. "Oh no! Anthea, maybe his god is a bad one?" 'Or maybe the boy is an actor. One who wishes to harm you. Do not trust him, within him is a cold, evil God.' "I have to try!" She wrapped her arms around the boy. "Please Anthea! Please! Allow mw to blossom, Anthea!" Within her body she felt the powers of Anthea flowing. Anthea the fairy goddess had blessed Lilly, and she knew how to help. Her voice and words blended into a song, the Song of the Lost Woods. She sang to the boy for what might have felt for hours, holding him close to her.
((If you ever have any questions about interpretation, feel free to pm me, but you're doing fine. =) ))
Cait felt dizzy after all the light shows the man had been doing. Still dazed, she asked sweetly, "How are you doing this?" She was pleased, at least, that her influence was getting her somewhere. Her hand brushed lightly, subtly seductive, against the man's sleeve as she swooned slightly. "Are you... Sora?"
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Feeling Lilly's arms around him filled Isaac with so much warmth, that Pluto had to recoil from his advances. Who was this woman? He sent a spark of ice through Isaac's mind, one that made the boy flinch from the woman's touch.
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Isaac flinched from Lilly and his slivery blue eyes flashed with malice. However, it only lasted a moment before the boy's eyes became peaceful and dreamy as he accepted her embrace, her voice draping over him like a comforting blanket.
In his mind, the wall flashed with warmth. The cold touch subsided once again...
After a long minute, Isaac sat up, pushing her off him gently but keeping his hands on her arms. A warm smile spread across his face, his eyes glittered and he seemed to fill with boyish excitement. He looked at her, happiness radiating from him. "I don't feel him any more." He grabbed her in a tight squeeze. "I don't feel him anymore!!"
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Pluto glowered at the radiating wall before him. However, one side of his mouth curled into a smirk when he saw the branches he had frozen before hadn't had the same effect as the rest of the mental wall. Well, it seemed there would be hope for him yet.
Now, all the god had to do was wait until the boy was alone and off guard. It would happen. The woman wouldn't always be around to protect the boy with her songs and light. And the lonely god of ice had nothing but time.
Cait felt dizzy after all the light shows the man had been doing. Still dazed, she asked sweetly, "How are you doing this?" She was pleased, at least, that her influence was getting her somewhere. Her hand brushed lightly, subtly seductive, against the man's sleeve as she swooned slightly. "Are you... Sora?"
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Feeling Lilly's arms around him filled Isaac with so much warmth, that Pluto had to recoil from his advances. Who was this woman? He sent a spark of ice through Isaac's mind, one that made the boy flinch from the woman's touch.
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Isaac flinched from Lilly and his slivery blue eyes flashed with malice. However, it only lasted a moment before the boy's eyes became peaceful and dreamy as he accepted her embrace, her voice draping over him like a comforting blanket.
In his mind, the wall flashed with warmth. The cold touch subsided once again...
After a long minute, Isaac sat up, pushing her off him gently but keeping his hands on her arms. A warm smile spread across his face, his eyes glittered and he seemed to fill with boyish excitement. He looked at her, happiness radiating from him. "I don't feel him any more." He grabbed her in a tight squeeze. "I don't feel him anymore!!"
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Pluto glowered at the radiating wall before him. However, one side of his mouth curled into a smirk when he saw the branches he had frozen before hadn't had the same effect as the rest of the mental wall. Well, it seemed there would be hope for him yet.
Now, all the god had to do was wait until the boy was alone and off guard. It would happen. The woman wouldn't always be around to protect the boy with her songs and light. And the lonely god of ice had nothing but time.
The second in line.
The young man laughed, "Oh heavens no! I'm merely the second in line." The young man spun around to face Cait. "But I can look like him. Or I could make you look like him. I have a massive arsenal of tricks." A light surrounded the two of them and suddenly Cait saw herself. Somehow, the young man had appeared as she did, and she appeared as he did. Even their clothing and heights changed. It seemed impossible, but her eyes couldn't deceive her, or could they?
"I like you, perhaps I can just take you with me." The young man said, his copied face smiling just as warmly as he had. It was eerie to see one's face before them, talking in another's voice. "If she was here I could sound like you." His voice said in a sing song voice.
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Lilly's face transformed back into a smile as she finished her song of peacefulness. "I'm sorry, but I cannot allow you access to the garden." Her words were firm as his arms wrapped around her. 'Let go of him, his body is capable of freezing yours.' Anthea's cautious words seemed null in Lilly's head. Anthea was harsh and sometimes too motherly. Lilly needed friends now, not a mother. "You never introduced youself." Lilly says, giggling softly as she brushes her hair from her shoulders.
"I like you, perhaps I can just take you with me." The young man said, his copied face smiling just as warmly as he had. It was eerie to see one's face before them, talking in another's voice. "If she was here I could sound like you." His voice said in a sing song voice.
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Lilly's face transformed back into a smile as she finished her song of peacefulness. "I'm sorry, but I cannot allow you access to the garden." Her words were firm as his arms wrapped around her. 'Let go of him, his body is capable of freezing yours.' Anthea's cautious words seemed null in Lilly's head. Anthea was harsh and sometimes too motherly. Lilly needed friends now, not a mother. "You never introduced youself." Lilly says, giggling softly as she brushes her hair from her shoulders.
Re: Be Your True Mind (Open RP.)
"Take me with you?" Cait asked, but the question was lost in the commotion that came with simply conversing with this eccentric man. She giggled as he took her shape, and gasped as she realized she had taken his. After a moment to adjust to the new reality, she asked, "Who is 'she'?"
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"Yuki," Isaac stated flatly. His face seemed troubled, and he was looking away into the distance. He looked confused. The absence of the cold bite that was always on the edge of his consciousness was a welcome, but strange, feeling. But he had finally done it! His eyes returned to her, glittering warmly. "I understand. I sorry for earlier... your flower..."
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Pluto watched and waited in boredom. However, he perked when Isaac spoke his name. "Yuki". A name that could mean "snow" , or even possession. The god smiled. It seemed his influence wasn't as weak as he thought.
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"Yuki," Isaac stated flatly. His face seemed troubled, and he was looking away into the distance. He looked confused. The absence of the cold bite that was always on the edge of his consciousness was a welcome, but strange, feeling. But he had finally done it! His eyes returned to her, glittering warmly. "I understand. I sorry for earlier... your flower..."
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Pluto watched and waited in boredom. However, he perked when Isaac spoke his name. "Yuki". A name that could mean "snow" , or even possession. The god smiled. It seemed his influence wasn't as weak as he thought.
She would be very upset.
"Oh no, mustn't speak of that my pretty." Cait's finger pushed against her lips. Cait was smiling as she spoke, a smile foregin to the ower of the body. A snap of the fingers brought forth light. Then with another disorienting flash of light, the two returned to their bodies. The man was before her again, his blue eyes shimmering as he spoke. His smile was warm, like the light he had bathed them in repeatedly. "She would be very upset if I said her name. So would Sora now that I think it through..."
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"Yuki, that's cute." Lilly smiled, "The flower wasn't you right?" She stood up and pointed at his chest. "It's the thing that's inside of you right?" She asked, pointing at her chest, "Anthea's bossy sometimes, but I could see someone having something more sinister." Her eyes looked toward Sora's skyscraper.
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"Yuki, that's cute." Lilly smiled, "The flower wasn't you right?" She stood up and pointed at his chest. "It's the thing that's inside of you right?" She asked, pointing at her chest, "Anthea's bossy sometimes, but I could see someone having something more sinister." Her eyes looked toward Sora's skyscraper.
Re: Be Your True Mind (Open RP.)
Cait perked at Sora's name. The man had inadvertently distracted her from her purpose. "Speaking of Sora, would you be able to take me to him? I have some important matters I'd like to discuss with him." Though she wasn't sure if she needed to, she decided to play it safe. She tilted her head to a more seductive angle, a charming and mischievous smile curling one lip. Tyche... Her eyes flashed with charm.
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Isaac's eyes went wide. "Anthea...?" He seemed genuinely surprised. "You mean... I'm not the only one!?" His mood changed quickly when he saw in her eyes that she was speaking the truth. He bounced slightly with childish excitement. "I can't believe it! You're like me."
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Isaac's eyes went wide. "Anthea...?" He seemed genuinely surprised. "You mean... I'm not the only one!?" His mood changed quickly when he saw in her eyes that she was speaking the truth. He bounced slightly with childish excitement. "I can't believe it! You're like me."
Who is she?
His face cracked for a moment. His perfect smile had faltered for only a second, but for those with power, a second was a lifetime. His smile was insincere, it seemed forced instead. Tyche's power changed his mind, and as a result changed the man temporarily.
"Why, I suppose I could arrange that." He snapped his fingers and in an instant they were in Sora's throne room. A giant hole was blowing wind inside the room. The hole was from the young man who had entered the room before Cait.
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Lilly giggled and fixed her skirt. "Why yes, I'm like you, and there's a lot of people like us." She said informatively. She grabbed ahold of Yuki's hand. "That means you've never met someone else with powers right?" She asked, looking straight into his eyes. "Then check this out! Allow me to blossom, Anthea!" She held open her hand, and around them, from the earth sprouted lillies, just like the one Yuki had shattered before. "You may have one if you like." She smiled sweetly as she plucked one from the ground to hand him once more.
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"Who is she?" Sora asked pointing at Cait, but speaking with the young man. From here the semblance was uncanny. The two looked like twins, save for hair and eye color. Sora's voice was powerful, commanding, fit of a leader. The young man took a knee before his leader and signaled for Cait to do the same. Before looking to see if she had complied he answered, "She requested an audience with you. How could you deny this young gem her request?" The man's charm had returned.
"Well then girl, what is it you wish to tell me? Keep in mind I am a very busy man." Sora looked bored, waiting for words that held no importance to him. He raised his hand, and with his hand the young man rose to stand. "Be brief."
"Why, I suppose I could arrange that." He snapped his fingers and in an instant they were in Sora's throne room. A giant hole was blowing wind inside the room. The hole was from the young man who had entered the room before Cait.
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Lilly giggled and fixed her skirt. "Why yes, I'm like you, and there's a lot of people like us." She said informatively. She grabbed ahold of Yuki's hand. "That means you've never met someone else with powers right?" She asked, looking straight into his eyes. "Then check this out! Allow me to blossom, Anthea!" She held open her hand, and around them, from the earth sprouted lillies, just like the one Yuki had shattered before. "You may have one if you like." She smiled sweetly as she plucked one from the ground to hand him once more.
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"Who is she?" Sora asked pointing at Cait, but speaking with the young man. From here the semblance was uncanny. The two looked like twins, save for hair and eye color. Sora's voice was powerful, commanding, fit of a leader. The young man took a knee before his leader and signaled for Cait to do the same. Before looking to see if she had complied he answered, "She requested an audience with you. How could you deny this young gem her request?" The man's charm had returned.
"Well then girl, what is it you wish to tell me? Keep in mind I am a very busy man." Sora looked bored, waiting for words that held no importance to him. He raised his hand, and with his hand the young man rose to stand. "Be brief."
Re: Be Your True Mind (Open RP.)
Cait was in awe. Finally, here she was, standing before the single most powerful man in the world. However, her practice allowed her to maintain a look of professional enthusiasm. She hoped it would make her more appealing, and not come across as some fangirl.
She didn't catch the signal to kneel, but subtly bowed her head with respect. "You may call me Windrunner. I am here because I have a proposition for you- I believe I can be an asset to you, if you'd take me under your wing and employ me."
She scanned the room for something, anything, she could use to show him her powers. She didn't want to use her influence on the man she hoped would take her on as a partner, or at least invite her into his elite circle.
Her eyes darted to the receptionist, who was still kneeling, pondering whether she should just use him...
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Isaac's hand reached out tentatively... and he touched it! And it didn't freeze! He gazed at it with eyes brimming with love, and then returned his glance to Lilly. He wanted to learn more about her. He wanted to learn about her relationship with whatever it was residing in her, too.
"Lilly... what's it like? Anthea? Does it... control you?"
She didn't catch the signal to kneel, but subtly bowed her head with respect. "You may call me Windrunner. I am here because I have a proposition for you- I believe I can be an asset to you, if you'd take me under your wing and employ me."
She scanned the room for something, anything, she could use to show him her powers. She didn't want to use her influence on the man she hoped would take her on as a partner, or at least invite her into his elite circle.
Her eyes darted to the receptionist, who was still kneeling, pondering whether she should just use him...
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Isaac's hand reached out tentatively... and he touched it! And it didn't freeze! He gazed at it with eyes brimming with love, and then returned his glance to Lilly. He wanted to learn more about her. He wanted to learn about her relationship with whatever it was residing in her, too.
"Lilly... what's it like? Anthea? Does it... control you?"