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Post by mintedstar/fur on Jan 26, 2017 17:51:35 GMT -5
(At this point, I'm not sure were they would meet up. So can you start, please? )
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Post by broken on Jan 26, 2017 17:59:34 GMT -5
Matt retrieved his bag of newspapers, which he had lightened significantly since he hadn't been able to sell too many recently. With that, the boy headed for the door, soon leaving the house and began down the street toward town, playing the scenes he had seen over and over in his mind. Because of this, he wasn't paying any attention to any of his surroundings.
Soon, he was in town, too lost in thought that he bumped into Deemo. He blinked, taking a few steps back and staring up at them, giving a little bow. "I-I'm sorry!"
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Ciel exited his room, looking both ways down the hallway before taking off in a random direction, heading straight for the stables. If anyone noticed him, he didn't care if they followed, just as long as they didn't try to persuade him to stay.
Heading down the stairs and through the door, down the path that led to the stables, he disappeared inside. Great, none of the servants were up yet, so he could slip out with no one noticing. After a few moments, Ciel exited the stable, standing just outside with the animal as he got everything ready for the ride.
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Post by tinybreeze on Jan 26, 2017 18:06:44 GMT -5
Once again, Deemo and someone collided, although by the force of the impact, said someone was likely smaller. "It's fine, Matt-" he began, but suddenly cut that sentence short. How did he know this boy's name? Perhaps he had seen him around town? That would make sense, but something was bothering him...
(gonna eat quickly, be back soon-ish)
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Post by broken on Jan 26, 2017 18:15:06 GMT -5
Matt stared up at Deemo, not really sure what to say. How did he know his name? He didn't want to ask it, though, he just wanted to believe they have met before. "H-hi, sir!" He muttered softly. "Would you like a newspaper?" He pulled one out of his bag, holding it up with a sigh.
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Jan 26, 2017 18:19:34 GMT -5
Ciel exited his room, looking both ways down the hallway before taking off in a random direction, heading straight for the stables. If anyone noticed him, he didn't care if they followed, just as long as they didn't try to persuade him to stay. Heading down the stairs and through the door, down the path that led to the stables, he disappeared inside. Great, none of the servants were up yet, so he could slip out with no one noticing. After a few moments, Ciel exited the stable, standing just outside with the animal as he got everything ready for the ride. Katio stood on the castle wall and looked down at the activity below. All from Ciel, as it turned out. Katio knew him, though the memories were still so very fuzzy. Blinkers, the House. Boy with an eyepatch. He couldn't remember the name. If the boy looked up he would see the famous thief, Mask. Or would he see 1412. The numbers meant something more. He'd written them out over and over again, but he still couldn't figure out why. With one swift step he plunged downward. He'd stepped off the wall. He fell until he landed with a thump on the stable roof. Through the mask's eye-holes he studied the boy.
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Post by broken on Jan 26, 2017 18:29:55 GMT -5
Ciel had in fact heard the thump and stopped what he was doing, looking up st the room where the sound had come from. He noticed a masked boy standing on the roof. He examined the thief, then was lost in thought for a moment. In his dreams, there was another theif he had met- someone from this place, the House. Could this be the same person from his dreams?
Shaking the thoughts away, he took a step back, the horse moving with him. "My, I thought you did this job of yours discretely and not in the open like this," he started slowly. "Is there something I could do for you, Mask?"[/i]
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Post by John 3:16 on Jan 26, 2017 18:43:23 GMT -5
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Post by tinybreeze on Jan 26, 2017 18:45:08 GMT -5
Matt stared up at Deemo, not really sure what to say. How did he know his name? He didn't want to ask it, though, he just wanted to believe they have met before. "H-hi, sir!" He muttered softly. "Would you like a newspaper?" He pulled one out of his bag, holding it up with a sigh. "Oh, er, sure." Deemo gave a few coins to Matt and took the newspaper. At least he'd have something to distract himself with, now. The faint memory of a smiling boy with crayons scattered on the floor surfaced. Happy memories, like with Alice. But like Alice, this boy didn't live in the same world he did- no, wait, didn't Alice live with him? But Deemo and Alice were separated in the other set of memories... for some reason. That reason was important, even if the new memories made no sense. "Anyway, since I know your name, I might as well introduce myself. You can call me Deemo."
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Jan 26, 2017 18:45:16 GMT -5
"Tell me your name, boy," said Mask. His voice was steady and he added a hit of age to it that his real voice didn't posses. "And why you are sneaking out so early." He stood tall, his cloak pulled close to his chest. But his heart was beating like mad and if it was any of his servants, which he had thought he'd know for years, his voice would have quavered.
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Post by broken on Jan 26, 2017 18:54:31 GMT -5
(hey Pete!!)
"Deemo," the boy tried the familiar name, giving a little bow as a thanks before pocketing the coins. Then he took a step back, tilting his head to one side. "Deemo, you're a musician, right?" He asked, smiling faintly. "Piano?" He shook his head, shaking a hand out in front of him. "W-wait, I'm probably mixing you up with someone else..."
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"The name's Ciel," he replied, before quickly adding the new piece of information he had picked up from his dream, "Ciel Phantomhive." It had a nice ring to it and he wasn't sure why, but that last name just felt right. "And not that it is of any business to you, but I was thinking about going to town. There's something I must do." He said bluntly. He wasn't telling the truth; he was planning on looking for this clearing.
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Post by John 3:16 on Jan 26, 2017 18:59:33 GMT -5
(alrighty everyone's active)
(could i plop in kobra looking for the clearing as well? and ghoul and poison will come back in later... idk what to do lmao)
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Post by tinybreeze on Jan 26, 2017 19:02:14 GMT -5
Deemo blinked in surprise. Piano? He was obviously a flute player, but... there was a piano in his dream. "I... think I know how to play the piano, although I'm a flute player," he replied, although he was becoming more sure about the piano part by the moment. "Do you know how to play it?" The bard's question almost involuntarily tumbed out of his mouth. The dream of Matt playing the piano surged to the front of his mind, setting a few more pieces into place.
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Post by broken on Jan 26, 2017 19:12:21 GMT -5
(Yeah sure, knock yourself out, pete! As long as Mint's also okay with it)
"I uh...never got the chance to?" Matteo replied in a questioning voice as if he wasn't sure himself. The boy shuffled his feet, then nodded slowly. "You know what, I think I know how to play. I might not be very good, though." He replied with a giggle."Oh and sorry, I don't know why I asked you that. I think it was just a dream or something."
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Post by --cato phoenix on Jan 26, 2017 19:14:01 GMT -5
((I think they're supposed to find the clearing later tonight (in the rp)? I'm not quite sure though))
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Post by tinybreeze on Jan 26, 2017 19:19:52 GMT -5
"A dream, huh...?" Had Matt experienced the same kinds of dreams he had? "Out of curiosity, did you ever see a clearing in your dreams?" Deemo paused, realizing how odd that sounded. "Just curious, of course. I've heard that certain dream things mean certain things," he lied, waving a hand as if to shoo away any akwardness. But if his suspicions were correct... No, it's probably just a coincidence. Probably.
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Post by broken on Jan 26, 2017 19:41:17 GMT -5
"A-a clearing?" Matteo tilted his head to one side, then looked up at him. He didn't realize how awkward it was, he just said, "yeah there was a clearing, but what was more cool was this living room I dreamed of! it was huge!" He said, leaving out the details and some of the stranger parts of his dream about who he might actually be.
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Post by tinybreeze on Jan 26, 2017 19:51:42 GMT -5
"Wait, that living room... I think I've dreamed about it too..." Right. The crow had chased him through a room like that. Deemo sighed and looked up at the sky. How could two people have such similar dreams? Was it a spell or something? "This is just strange..." he muttered. The bard glanced at the path leading out of the marketplace. "I'm not sure about the living room, but perhaps the clearing part is something about some place in the woods? ...Kind of seems like a fairy tale."
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Post by broken on Jan 26, 2017 20:17:15 GMT -5
(Sorry I was finishing homework)
"W-wait a minute, you had a dream about both a living room and a clearing?" The little boy asked, tilting his head to one side. This person didn't look like he was lying. Then, Matteo followed his gaze over toward the path. He shrugged, saying, "it might...we can always look."
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Post by »ƑαƖcση on Jan 26, 2017 20:52:02 GMT -5
( hey guys!! I'm here Will reply here in a bit, just give me a moment John 3:16 Not quite yet time to take them to the clearing? I think it's around mid morning at the moment, we can probably speed things up a bit here soon. Just want to make sure that everyone who wants to rp "normal village citizen" versions of their characters has a chance to before the action starts Cx )
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Post by John 3:16 on Jan 26, 2017 21:44:17 GMT -5
(oh oops, i'll probably have him exploring then *shrug*)
(i still need to do ghoul's dream oh no)
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Post by »ƑαƖcση on Jan 26, 2017 22:00:45 GMT -5
mintedstar/fur Pidge's eyes widened but he tried to cover it, spluttering. "I- what me? no." The teen hunched his shoulders. "Maybe. But don't we all? I've just been stressed okay." He narrowed his eyes suspiciously at the boy. "Why do you care- you have them too don't you! Maybe it's something poisoning the city food supply..." Pidge lapsed into a comically thoughtful silence, finger tapping his chin. "Like that beetle larva epidemic a few years back, remember that? We were all puking our guts out." He shuddered. "Ugh, beetles."
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Post by »ƑαƖcση on Jan 26, 2017 22:19:55 GMT -5
((Sorry, I started looking at horses and forgot to post)) Arlo's hood cast a shadow over her face as she rode into the woods, her mind more troubled than it had been the last time she'd left her home. She was searching for the clearing she'd seen in her dream. She was sure she'd seen it before, maybe even recently, she just needed to find it again... What did it all mean? The House with the long, dark hallway, the people in the mirror who felt so strangely familiar, the images that flashed before her eyes... Lost in thought, Arlo wasn't even paying attention to where she was going. She shook her head, attempting to clear her thoughts as her horse came to a stop. She looked around but didn't recognize her surroundings. "Great..." Daniel and Phantom trotted out of the city, saddle bags packed with food and drink from a few of the city shops since he might not be returning to the castle until late in the day. Nudging the reigns, the knight rode along the cobble, then dirt rode out into the countryside. In the distance was the boundary forest, growing ever closer. Phantom snorted as they approached, sticking his nose towards the deep green of the trees and vegetation. "Want some shade, boy?" Daniel patted the horse's neck and let him advance into the shadows. The birdsong and hum of the forest life surrounded him on all sides, but the man didn't see any kind of creatures visible nearby.
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Post by John 3:16 on Jan 26, 2017 22:34:43 GMT -5
(could i have kobra wandering around kinda where your charries are? idrk what else to do)
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Post by »ƑαƖcση on Jan 26, 2017 23:40:28 GMT -5
( Sure! If you want, have him run into Pidge and Shinichi, that conversation is about to go south I think xD They're in the middle of the village )
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Jan 26, 2017 23:49:19 GMT -5
(Yes, very much so. )
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Post by John 3:16 on Jan 26, 2017 23:52:58 GMT -5
(alright! i'll do that)
(i'm probably not going to refer to my charries as their killjoy names in character yet i guess until the plot moves forward)
Mihael was wandering downtown, hoping to run into a barber shop just so he could get the sides of his hair cut. As Kobra Kid, he was used to having the sides of his hair cut short, the longer part dyed blond, so the longer hair at the sides of his head was really starting to annoy him. It got all itchy and scratchy and just generally a nuisance, and even though he wasn't supposed to be out of the castle at this time he absolutely needed to get this all cut off.
His eyes suddenly caught sight of a figure, and his eyebrows furrowed. It looked familiar, too familiar to look away. So he kept his eyes on the figure and the smaller one standing near him, obviously having a conversation, as Mihael moved off to the side slightly to get out of the way of the village's hustle and bustle.
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Jan 26, 2017 23:53:56 GMT -5
(hey Pete!!) "Deemo," the boy tried the familiar name, giving a little bow as a thanks before pocketing the coins. Then he took a step back, tilting his head to one side. "Deemo, you're a musician, right?" He asked, smiling faintly. "Piano?" He shook his head, shaking a hand out in front of him. "W-wait, I'm probably mixing you up with someone else..." -- "The name's Ciel," he replied, before quickly adding the new piece of information he had picked up from his dream, "Ciel Phantomhive." It had a nice ring to it and he wasn't sure why, but that last name just felt right. "And not that it is of any business to you, but I was thinking about going to town. There's something I must do." He said bluntly. He wasn't telling the truth; he was planning on looking for this clearing. (I don't mind Pete jumping in. ) "No," said Mask lightly. "You aren't." The name...fit. It fit neatly into his world. It was the name of the boy with the eyepatch. "No," he continued. "You are going to do one of two things. You are going to look for more...blinkers." The words felt odd of his lips. "Or you are going to look for a moonlit clearing." His hand reach up for the mask, but he didn't take it off. His hand just rested there, half covering his face. "I...I know you. I dream the same dreams."
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Jan 26, 2017 23:55:36 GMT -5
(*whispers* Pete. Shinichi is another character. Kid's by the castle (aka, the one with the mask). Shinichi is a nosy detective.)
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Post by John 3:16 on Jan 26, 2017 23:57:08 GMT -5
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Jan 27, 2017 0:00:49 GMT -5
mintedstar/fur Pidge's eyes widened but he tried to cover it, spluttering. "I- what me? no." The teen hunched his shoulders. "Maybe. But don't we all? I've just been stressed okay." He narrowed his eyes suspiciously at the boy. "Why do you care- you have them too don't you! Maybe it's something poisoning the city food supply..." Pidge lapsed into a comically thoughtful silence, finger tapping his chin. "Like that beetle larva epidemic a few years back, remember that? We were all puking our guts out." He shuddered. "Ugh, beetles." Shinichi didn't show the grin he wanted to grin. His feelings were true. He may not know this person, but he did have something in common with them. "But they were a little different tonight. And it had nothing to do with beetles." Shinichi tried not to let his stomach turn over at the thought. Shinichi could, once again, only remember a bit of his dream. But it told him a great deal. Secrets that told him that what had started yesterday was only the beginning. He leaned forward a little. "What do you know of..." he tried to pick a name out of the shadows of his brain. But then he decided against using one of them. Instead he chose the name of the person he had met yesterday. "Arlo. Did your dreams have anything to do with her?"
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