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Post by bristlebone on Mar 6, 2017 22:31:33 GMT -5
"Hey, hey, it's okay.. At least we aren't alone. I'm Marella. What's your name?" Marella stood a little closer to the girl, feeling safer now that she wasn't the only one here. The sound of thunder got closer.. But it's not thunder.. Marella realized.
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Post by *ᴿᵃᶤᶰᶜᵃˡˡᵉʳ* on Mar 6, 2017 22:43:54 GMT -5
"Opal," she replied, pushing herself to her feet. She had pushed off the loud noise at first, but now it was just getting louder. "What's that noise?" She glanced around, more curious than scared. She was one of the kind of people who wasn't bothered by things other than their own fears, so the sound wasn't bothering her.
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Post by bristlebone on Mar 6, 2017 22:48:19 GMT -5
A deep chill ran down Marella's spine as she realized what the booming sound was. Not thunder.. Screaming. It wasn't angry, or sad.. It felt more malicious. "I.. I think we should.. Go.." Marella was already shivering at the prospect that something could create such a terrible noise.
Peter was awoken from his uneasy, dreamless nap by an annoying yelling noise. Between the yells, however, he heard timid voices speaking. He ran to the window, and at the foot of the office building he noticed two girls talking. He had to do a double-take to realize that they were actually there.
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Post by *ᴿᵃᶤᶰᶜᵃˡˡᵉʳ* on Mar 6, 2017 23:06:28 GMT -5
Opal turned her gaze back to Marella. "Oh, okay," she said, realizing that she was right. Who knew what this place had, she sure didn't. "But... Where?" She herself had no idea where to start. Though, anywhere that wasn't too small for her was a good place to start.
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Post by bristlebone on Mar 6, 2017 23:14:49 GMT -5
After a quick peek through the window on the first floor, Peter opened the door and said to the two girls, "Hey! Get in here, quick. I think something bad is coming.." He held the door open and motioned inside.
Peter was right. Ligyrophobia was approaching slowly but surely, busily screaming foreign-sounding expletives, cracking windows around him.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Mar 6, 2017 23:55:54 GMT -5
OOC CHATTER {{ - I'm on the train home. Will be poofy - }}
ROLEPLAY- Nycto had been watching the girls. He had been about to jump out at them, or perhaps try and spook them when Ligyro started shooting off. Nycto poured slightly, but smiled as he realised that Peter had given him a way inside. It was harder to manipulate objects as shadows and it drained him quicker - sure, he could use his human form, but he refused to let the dreamers see that.
Nycto slipped past Peter and inside the building. -
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Post by John 3:16 on Mar 7, 2017 0:10:51 GMT -5
(woot woot i disappeared for a bit soz)
(what's happening?)
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Post by CrackedSkel on Mar 7, 2017 0:13:45 GMT -5
OOC CHATTER {{ - everything's just starting out I think. The dreamers are meeting each other and the fears are coming after them. I think. I haven't been on long either.
How are you, Pete?- }}
ROLEPLAY- -
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Post by bristlebone on Mar 7, 2017 0:18:33 GMT -5
(You got it right, Wingdings.
Hello, Pete!)
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Post by CrackedSkel on Mar 7, 2017 0:26:12 GMT -5
OOC CHATTER {{ - Gaster or Wing, please if you don't mind. Wingdings feels too formal. - }}
ROLEPLAY- -
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Post by bristlebone on Mar 7, 2017 0:28:12 GMT -5
(Haha, can do. I wasn't sure what you preferred.)
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Post by John 3:16 on Mar 7, 2017 0:42:07 GMT -5
(heyyy y'all hope ur doin good)
((anywhere i can hop in?)
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Post by bristlebone on Mar 7, 2017 0:44:35 GMT -5
(I think so, Raincaller seems to have gone but my two characters Peter and Marella just went into an office building, and Nycto snuck in as well. Ligyro (noise) is also looking for them.)
Peter closed the door after letting his new friends in, but not before noticing something out of the corner of his eye. He spun his head quickly, but saw nothing except the darkened, unlit corner of the building's lobby. "I don't.. I don't know what's happening."
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Post by CrackedSkel on Mar 7, 2017 0:48:18 GMT -5
OOC CHATTER {{ - I'm nearly Home so I'll reply when I get there. At most about half an hour. - }}
ROLEPLAY- -
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Post by bristlebone on Mar 7, 2017 0:52:50 GMT -5
(I'm not sure if I'll be up all that much longer, unfortunately.)
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Post by CrackedSkel on Mar 7, 2017 1:05:47 GMT -5
OOC CHATTER {{ - aaannnd i'm back. That didn't take as long as i thought it would - }}
ROLEPLAY- Nycto changed into the form of a young girl, her shadow stark against the wall. He tilted his head and stayed like that. It was a shame that you couldn't see his expression in the shadow, because it was wild.-
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Post by bristlebone on Mar 7, 2017 1:09:29 GMT -5
Peter took one look out the window, then turned around to face Marella (and Opal). But instead of looking at the girls, he looked past them, staring at the wall behind them. His brain wouldn't comprehend what he saw, and he just stared, and stared.
Marella followed Peter's gaze, and saw what he saw, but didn't make a move. "Um.." She was speechless. Only when she heard a yell come from outside the building was she snapped out of the trance.
Peter snapped out, too, grabbed the hands of the girls and ran upstairs. He was really wishing it was daytime now.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Mar 7, 2017 1:21:22 GMT -5
ROLEPLAY- When they ran off, Nycto huffed, pouting as he stepped out of the shadows, brushing off his sleeves as if they were dirty. Strangely enough, black whispy bits came off of his clothes. He turned to the window and have considered going out to scare Ligyro - maybe if he screamed, he would deafen someone. -
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Post by bristlebone on Mar 7, 2017 1:31:59 GMT -5
Ligyro was too busy being obnoxious to figure out where the dreamers had gone. In frustration, he yelled out loudly. "WHERE ARE YOU?!"
(I'm gonna have to go to sleep soon, but I'll be back tomorrow night!)
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Post by CrackedSkel on Mar 7, 2017 7:18:08 GMT -5
ROLEPLAY- Nycto poured up the stairs and considered following, but decided to step out of the shadows and open the door. "Good evening," he greeted, trying to sound calm, but his eyes were so bring that they were practically glowing and he had a particular bounce in his step that he hadn't had before this had all started. "They're upstairs if you want to cause some trouble." He flashed a bright grin that was almost manic and shifted into his hound form again. It was what he most preferred when moving in shadows. -
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Post by *ᴿᵃᶤᶰᶜᵃˡˡᵉʳ* on Mar 7, 2017 8:42:56 GMT -5
(Sorry for poofing, I kinda fell asleep and wasn't able to get on until now. I'm at school, so I'll be poofy.)
Opal was still trying to wrap her mind around everything, and didn't seem to process the fact that she was being dragged up the stairs until she was up them. She opened her mouth to say something, but before she could the booming voice of someone came from the outside. She pulled away from the boy she had just met and stopped completely.
Somniphobia wandered. It's all she ever did, and even though her eyes were sewn shut she seemed to know where everything is. The little girl hummed quietly to herself to the tune of Frere Jacques.
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Post by bristlebone on Mar 7, 2017 14:28:10 GMT -5
Ligyro smiled a terrifyingly excited smile and he loudly thanked Nycto, and stomped into the building. "Guess who??
Peter looked to Marella, then to Opal, and put a finger to his lips in a 'quiet' motion.
Marella was doing all she could to keep her cool. Whatever it was that was coming for them, it was loud. And she HATED loud. She had experienced loud in ways she never wanted to. So she didn't just hate it, she feared it.
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Post by *ᴿᵃᶤᶰᶜᵃˡˡᵉʳ* on Mar 7, 2017 15:42:27 GMT -5
Opal was frozen. Whoever it was, they had just entered the building. The three of them needed a place to hide. Her eyes scanned for a hiding spot, though her fear of small spaces kept her from thinking of nearby closets.
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Post by bristlebone on Mar 7, 2017 16:37:07 GMT -5
Peter whispered to Marella and Opal, "I don't think we have to worry about not being seen as much.. Just say quiet, and that thing won't be able to hear us over itself." He pointed to a back corner of the small office building, where there was a cubicle. "Follow me." He headed towards the cubicle and saw that the desks inside were big enough to hide under.
(I'll be back in about 2 hours!)
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Post by *ᴿᵃᶤᶰᶜᵃˡˡᵉʳ* on Mar 7, 2017 18:34:02 GMT -5
Opal nodded silently and followed. The space wasn't so small that she would start panicking, so she took a deep breath and ducked in. She hoped that Peter was right and they wouldn't be found.
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Post by bristlebone on Mar 7, 2017 18:46:14 GMT -5
Ligyro stomped into the room, the door proving to be a twig against his massive presence. He was still yelling obnoxiously, but didn't catch where they went. He was too busy yelling about trivial things to hear the dreamers settle into their hiding place.
Peter held his breath. He was tempted to peek out and see what they were dealing with..
..Which Marella did anyways after slight hesitation. She ducked her head when she saw it, eyes wide and breathing shallowed.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Mar 7, 2017 18:54:55 GMT -5
OOC CHATTER {{ - sorry my posts are short - }}
ROLEPLAY- Nytco's shadowy figure appeared on the wall by there the dreamers were hiding. His eyes flashed and he grinned as he pointed them out to Ligyro. -
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Post by bristlebone on Mar 7, 2017 18:56:52 GMT -5
Ligyro took his sweet time in noticing Nycto, but when he did, he yelled out in a sort of grim joy. "Found you!!" He began stomping over to them.
Peter stood up, motioning for the girls to stay hidden. He didn't know how Ligyro had found them over his loudness and cluelessness, but he wasn't going to let him hurt his new friends. He exited the cubicle and stared the hulking humanoid down coldly.
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Post by Theblazepanzer24 on Mar 7, 2017 18:58:43 GMT -5
Screenname: Blazepanzer24 Name: Hanoashi Gender/Age: Female/14 Description: Hanoashi is of mix American/Japanise decent, with light redish skin, red hair, and green eyes. She often wears tee-shirts and mini-skirts, or pants. Her hair is waist long split into two pigtails. Personality: Hanoashi tries to be nice but she can be on the sarcastic side. She hates it when she makes a mistake, and while she can forgive small mistakes, though at times it's hard for her, forgiving betrayle is extreamly difficult for her, almost to the point of being imposible. Her biggest fear is Acrophobia and Nyctophobia, though she does suffer from Hemophobia when blood is in mass quantities. (Ie she can handle cuts and blood samples but murder scenes and serious injuries set her off.) Fears: Hemophobia, Acrophobia, Nyctophobia Other: She was a quiet student who loved struying when she left the dream
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Post by bristlebone on Mar 7, 2017 19:02:18 GMT -5
(Welcome! You've been added.)
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