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Monster
Feu-Follet
17 years old
Street Dancer
played by Harlequin
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don't call my name, don't call my name
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Post by AUVREA IATORO on Jan 26, 2015 9:54:35 GMT
[attr="class","round"]  The Rusted Key Perplexes me A flickering flame, shifting from the winds.
It was the dead of night, and a ghostly fire was traveling along the ground, dancing in the eyes of those that ended up seeing it. It seemed to circle, and twist, before popping up higher and higher. Maybe that's just what it was, a natural fire that people could explain away with science. But then again, was that really the truth of it's existence?
It danced in the night, lonely.
A soft crying sound seemed to follow it, like a girl crying in sadness. She wanted to be free, she wanted to leave this place again. Why had she come back home? The voice cried these thoughts, letting all of those nearby listen. There was more out there, there was more to explore to see. So why was she here? She wanted to see more, and feel more. The crying voice was sad.
The flame, flickering in the night, was seeking validation for it's very existence.
open [newclass=.round] width: 100px; height: 100px; padding:0px; margin-right:12px;[/newclass] [newclass=.round img] width: 100px; height: 100px; border:#e3e3e3 solid 1px; padding:0px; margin:auto; border-radius:50px;[/newclass] |
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Monster
NAGA
60 years old
VAGABOND
played by JIN
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the shoreline calls the sea for simple words and company, 'till they collide and all is gone.
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Post by CAELIN on Feb 2, 2015 4:21:09 GMT
This is his home too, and he knows it like the back of his hand. And yet, Caelin cannot say that he has ever seen something as curious as the sight that meets his eyes. While he does not understand words, he understands tone, he understands sound, and he understands emotion. He understands the somber aura that radiates off the gentle flame. He cannot tear his eyes away from it, and so, the naga remains silent in the shadows for the time being. Something about the flame holds his attention, and Caelin does not understand why he has the need and desire to reach out and grasp it. He has seen fire before, knows that it is hot and will burn his hand. Yet, strangely enough, he does not fear this fire. To him, it was not possible for something that gave off such a somber mood to harm him. There are many things that he wishes to ask. Who are you? Why are you sad? But none of them make it past his lips. Whatever the flame is, it is beautiful. ooc; hope you don't mind me dropping in! |
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Monster
Feu-Follet
17 years old
Street Dancer
played by Harlequin
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don't call my name, don't call my name
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Post by AUVREA IATORO on Feb 3, 2015 19:03:07 GMT
[attr="class","round"] The Rusted Key Perplexes me Slowly, slowly, the haze fades
Home was home, after all.
The sense of eyes, watching her, slowly came into her awareness. But lucky for her, materials didn't seem to effect her. So the flickering wind never put her out, neither did the rain, giving her an eerie purpose at times. She liked guiding the lost travelers in these lands to safety, often not succeeding because of their fear. But that fine, as she remembered the taste of freedom.
''Someone?'' the flame queried, a gentle, shy voice.
The flame moved, making a slow circle, and then slowly pushing her limits. Strength was not her strong suit, but slowly, she managed to expand herself, letting light tickle onto the area. And she slowly moved parts of herself, in a gentle, beckonning pattern. She didn't want anyone to be hurt, monster or not. She may be lucky that she could not be hurt other then magic, and only if she forced herself to materialized, but others were not so lucky.
And a vicious monster had been prowling here lately.
''Follow, safe.'' the voice quipped, simple words still hard to even say like this. One day, perhaps, she could talk fully. But for now she would be okay with the small words.
She still wept, but if she was right, there was someone here that she could help. Perhaps that was why she returned here, to home, and even though she wanted to dance, to return to the curious humans, she should be here.
Only for a little bit of time, perhaps.
CAELINoh no problem at all! If you want to change the colors and words on the template go ahead lol [newclass=.round] width: 100px; height: 100px; padding:0px; margin-right:12px;[/newclass] [newclass=.round img] width: 100px; height: 100px; border:#e3e3e3 solid 1px; padding:0px; margin:auto; border-radius:50px;[/newclass] |
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Monster
NAGA
60 years old
VAGABOND
played by JIN
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the shoreline calls the sea for simple words and company, 'till they collide and all is gone.
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Post by CAELIN on Feb 4, 2015 20:03:34 GMT
Caelin appreciates that the flickering flame speaks to him. Unfortunately, he doesn't know how to tell her that he doesn't understand her soft words. But he knows this much, that her voice is not of one that wishes any harm. Feeling a little more confident, he takes a step closer. And perhaps, because this is a flame speaking to him and not something that looks human, he feels obligated to do the same. His body suddenly elongates, until a serpentine creature stands before Auvrea, dark scales glinting from the faint light that the Feu-Follet gives off. Despite having no legs in this shape, Caelin manages to crane his long neck to get a better look at her. His tongue flicks in and out between his teeth, tilting his head ever so slightly with a curious face. He slithers forward, coiling his body with an expectant expression. Where were they going? This was home; there was no reason to leave. ooc; sweet now i have templates to use and i'm so sorry that caelin doesn't speak orz |
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Monster
Feu-Follet
17 years old
Street Dancer
played by Harlequin
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don't call my name, don't call my name
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Post by AUVREA IATORO on Feb 6, 2015 18:22:44 GMT
[attr="class","round"] The Rusted Key Perplexes me Ah, perhaps the figure couldn't speak?
When a snake like creature emerged, the flame was startled, as for a moment it's top flames were blue, but then it soothed. No if they wanted to hurt her, they would have, not just stayed around her. So perhaps, speaking was not part of their capability. No matter, as the flame danced close to the snake, noting that they had shifted. Making a small circle around the snake, the flame then moved in front of the creature, and made a little spark for attention.
Guiding the snake was important to her. The little flame brought them to a nice cave that the terrible monster never went to - probably because they liked open spaces. Her light pushing the dark away, she drifted to the cave, and floating there, made a circle in the air. She didn't know how to communicate with the fellow monster, but hopefully circles were safe and okay, because that's what she thought. She wasn't sure if they were the same for this naga, as the flame waited.
Patient, and content she had come back to aid someone. It made her feel better for returning, and the flame's swaying from side to side was almost dance like, perhaps hypnotic to some.
CAELINwoo template! it's fine, I'm sorry this is a mite short ;.; [newclass=.round] width: 100px; height: 100px; padding:0px; margin-right:12px;[/newclass] [newclass=.round img] width: 100px; height: 100px; border:#e3e3e3 solid 1px; padding:0px; margin:auto; border-radius:50px;[/newclass] |
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