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Date Posted: 16:23:50 06/11/03 Wed
Author: ^Pirate's Treasure^
Subject: ^All that is gold does not glitter^
In reply to:
Exist
's message, "x. Ok, let's count how many times we can say that .x" on 15:46:17 06/11/03 Wed
((OOC: Sweet. I'm actually writing a book (yes, I am crazy through and through) but I love it. I'd love to see some of your work, it sounds awesome. Pirate's such a softie underneath it all *hugs a very annoyed looking Treasure*))
^She did not speak during Exist's tale, understanding of her past turning in her mind. She waited a few moments before speaking, her mind speaking for her, softly^
^I know I cannot truly understand your pain, Exist, but perhaps with time, here, the pain may ease. I cannot promise that it will go away, but perhaps, just perhaps, it may heal. My hope is that perhaps you could make another home here...amoung a different people.^
^She reached out mentally with a "hand", taking Exist's "hand", holding on to her^
^I will take your hand.^
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x. Number one .x -- Exist, 06:50:25 06/12/03 Thu
((OCC: Yeah lol! I could never write a book, I can never get my stories long enough lol. Sorry its short, I'm at school. But yeah Exist is a softie too. *feeds her a tomato*))
x. A sensation of emotion washed over her. It was a delightful mixture of relife, happiness and deep-rooted sorrow. How she did miss the Elements so, but at the same time she was beginning to see the good things about this place. Exist changed so fast that she didn't think she did her feelings justice sometimes. Maybe that is why she has kept this feeling of horrible sorrow for so long. Or maybe it just hurt that much.
She looked upon Treasure with a new eye, without those other ingredients in it, raw and whole. She was glad when she took her offer and she knew she had her newest ally, maybe, best friend, but you never know .x
"Thank you for you vote of confidence. But now, tell me about yourself?"
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^All that is gold does not glitter^ -- ^Pirate's Treasure^, 08:16:21 06/12/03 Thu
((OOC: That post was better than some people here will do in a year. No worries, lol. Yea, I just keep getting ideas and I somehoe weave them together into on stewpot of insanity that somehow people understand. I just don't have the patience to sit down and write it all out, lol.))
^She regarded the mare with a new respect, glad to have her as a friend rather than an enemy. She returned the other mare's tale with a story of her own, the twisted tale of her life that had not begun so long ago^
^I am not as old as many make me seem. Life is not the gentlest of caretakers and many assume too much. My heritage is blurred. None seem to know that truth. Some say I am the daughter of Awakening Dragon, one of the most feared leaders known to the mythicals here. His name was whispered in fear, now a legend to scare little ones off to bed. If he is my father, they say that a mare named Poisoned Rose is my mother. Yet, others say that I am the daughter of his sister, even more feared than than the Dragon himself. Deadly Seductress. To be visited by her is the seal upon your death. She was and still is known as a shadow of death.
Yet none seem to know the truth.
Brother and sister raised me in a distant land where they still rule, leaders of a powerful empire. War began as the Lights became evermore willful and rebellious. The people had been soundly defeated by the military genius of Awakening Dragon, and the leader brought down by the wiles of Deadly Seductress. They had decided to let some of the Lights live simply as an amusement for their empire. I went with Dragon on the campaign against them just as I began to walk. As I grew older, I learned to kill, murder, and torture, and to find an exhilaration in it all. Then Deadly Seductress saw me as a threat.
I was nearly two years of age, and I had learned the ways of Seductress and was beginning to employ them to take out the enemies of the empire. Seductress grew jealous, as beauty fades with age. Do not get me wrong; she was a well preserved old thing and I loved her dearly. But bitterness poisoned her mind. Awakening Dragon sent me to his old home so that Seductress would see no competition. So thus I came here to this blood-washed hollow while it was being led by Dragon's son, Cruel Fate. He was quickly proven to be a bad leader and I took his place. He left with Dragon and has not been heard of since. The idiot likely got himself killed. Thus I have lived here as leader for the past two years, waiting for the right time to strike. Evil here is like a viper-we strike once in a soft spot, and then let the venom do its work. The leader of the Lights has fallen inactive, and we have one of our greatest road blocks in a stranglehold. There is one other that stands in our way, but she will will quickly fall, as she has many little ones. The last enemy that we face is the one they call Rialisk. Yet even he can easily be helpless, as his sister is still in the clutches of my father's army. Soon, the time will be ripe to strike, but we wait for the right people to come. You might be the one I have seen in my dreams, the fighter we need.^
^The pieces began to fall together as the mysterious dreams began to twist toghter, connections made^
^You just might be the friend I need.^
^A smile began as thoughts whirled inside her head, demonic thoughts forming and writhing inside her potent mind. Ancient words, a prophecy in dreams, a soothsayer's mumbled words^
^Cry of a demon,
a masked stranger
stand by the side
of the sea-raider's gold
and the sun shall shine
Nevermore.
Strike quickly and now
Good will fail in the night
to the Amazon trinity.^
^She paused for a moment, the clouds roiling with an impending storm. Lightening flickered in the distance, thunder rolling over the land like drums of war^
^It speaks of those here. It speaks of Demon Cry-the cry of a demon. Sea-raider's gold is myself, and the masked stranger...it cannot be any other but you. You came, not with a physical mask, but one of the mind. You are the last of the trinity that I was waiting for.^
^A prophecy shall be fufilled^
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x. And so the plot thickens .x -- Exist, 11:38:39 06/12/03 Thu
((OCC: LoL! Thanks a bunch. I love the plot twist by the way!! We were very taken aback! -pets Exist- Masked stranger. Mwuhaha.))
x. A masked stranger? Wow, did Exist has some sort of purpose in life? That was unexpected wasn't it? But somehow she didn't find it funny, she found Treasure's words somber and serious, sending a shiver down her spine. It was a rush of anticipation at the thrill of a fight and nervousness at having to live up to a reputation.
A prophecy, about her?
As the light and happy zephyr changed to an ominous and deadly gale. The tears of the gods came in sheets, crashing down upon the earth, soaking Pirate and Exist both. Though she could not hear it so well. She was still floating about the clouds, away from this surface world that she hated so. Her tassels were soaking, indivual tears dripping one by one from the strands of hair that decorated her neck. A crack of rage and anger split the now inky swirled welkin above them.
As she stood there, azure eyes to Pirate's own, she could see into her mind, words were useless now and she let the nature around her take center stage. The thunder roared but she was repeating the words Treasure had just spoken in her mind. A masked stranger, Exist, the one they had spoken of. She would be the friend that this place needed, she could do this. She always had been active in the places she lived in, greeting new people, making new allies...
Time had said it was an honor to know her and she encouraged the ones around her to strive for their best. Well, if it was true she'd need it.
When she spoke it wasn't really classified as speaking, it was more a whisper, to herself but she knew Treasure had heard it .x
"Then I will fight for this place as soon as you want me to."
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^All that is gold does not glitter^ -- ^Pirate's Treasure^, 14:34:02 06/12/03 Thu
((OOC: Oh I love throwing curveballs at characters. Exist and Treasure are about to have some fun kickin butt))
^She let the gale surround her, wrapping itself like a cold blanket. She made no move to shift the water from her, letting it pour down her. A little rain couldn't hurt anybody, now could it? She nodded to the vix', then spoke softly, her power wrapping the words in a feeling of power. She controlled emotions well, as it was her power^
^Thank you, Exist. I am sure, just from seeing you as you are now, that you will not fail me or all of Bloody Hollow.^
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x. The prophecy unfolds .x -- Exist, 13:39:06 06/13/03 Fri
((OCC: That they are. lol. When do you think they'll start?))
x. Lightning slashed through the blackened welkin, illuminating their forms in the heat of the moment. The weather had been disgusting lately, when it wasn't pouring it was as if someone had poured invisible molasses in the air. Humid and sticky was all it had been, when it wasn't soggy.
The gale was a welcomed change in the motionless air, even if it did pelt them with slicing daggars of tears. A roll of thunder cracked above them, it's vibrations shaking the muddy ground beneath her ebon tallons. Yet, with all that was going on around her, her eye contact remained firm with Treasure. She could die here, in this moment, why? I don't really know, she was sad and the morose air dripped from her, drowning her silently. Yes, silent sorrow had always been her nature, maybe it was her mother's name. Wow, I just realized how wierd it was that Exist never mentioned her parents. Do you have any Exist? Well, of course you do, you are in existence right?
That's where you're wrong.
She doesn't exist stupid, therefore, why would she have any parents? She was a glitch in the world you know today, she looked like you but she wasn't born, just, well, made. She only existed in other people's memories. No one to love her, no one to care she had roamed for a while. Then she found the Elements. Though, the question is, if you erase the other people's memories, who can tell you that you exist? .x
"You're welcome. I will try my hardest not to fail the ones here, but I am weak inside, be it with sadness or in a physical sense. I will either die on the battle field or live in honor, it is the two extremes.
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