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Post by mintedstar/fur on Jan 27, 2017 0:02:27 GMT -5
(Don't worry about it. Remember, I did that with Danny and... Ghoul I believe (whichever one goes by Edward.)
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Post by John 3:16 on Jan 27, 2017 0:06:40 GMT -5
(uh do u mean franklin or am i extremely off and there is a character called edward)
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Jan 27, 2017 0:10:24 GMT -5
(uh do u mean franklin or am i extremely off and there is a character called edward) (Nope, not off at all. >.< Short memory for names got me again. Franklin. No Edward. )
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Post by John 3:16 on Jan 27, 2017 0:18:48 GMT -5
(uh do u mean franklin or am i extremely off and there is a character called edward) (Nope, not off at all. >.< Short memory for names got me again. Franklin. No Edward. ) (oh lol that's fine i refer to him as ghoul ooc and franklin ic so i can see where you might get mixed up xD)
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Jan 27, 2017 0:21:56 GMT -5
(At least I remembered it was Ghoul. Oh, and I'll respond to your RP post once Falcon responds. )
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Post by John 3:16 on Jan 27, 2017 0:24:39 GMT -5
With an annoyed hand in his irritating hair, Mihael continued to watch the two from the sidelines. Very interesting. He could faintly remember the larger one's name... oh.... what was it... Shinichi? Yeah, that was it. Shaking his head, he slowly inched forwards, keeping his amber eyes on the two, seeing if he could pick out anything more from his rather fuzzy mind right about now.
(not much, sorry)
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Post by John 3:16 on Jan 27, 2017 0:25:19 GMT -5
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Post by »ƑαƖcση on Jan 27, 2017 0:34:15 GMT -5
"I-who? No." Pidge gave the guy an odd look. What kind of name was 'Arlo' anyhow? It took a moment of silence, but then the teen glanced away and mumbled, "I dreamed about stars and the forest and my missing brother, okay? Now just... go. I have to get to my job."
(short posts I'm sorry x-x )
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Jan 27, 2017 1:04:37 GMT -5
(No problem. Boy, Shinichi. You're just being creepy now. >.< )
Shinichi finally took the hint and leaned back. "Ah," he said. He wasn't sure if that really fit. Had his theory been wrong? "Never mind. Please excuse my intrusion into your day." He backed off a few more steps. Really, in his excitement and curiosity he had forgotten his manners. He bowed a little in farewell. Then he turned to walk away. "Please excuse my mistake," he said. He'd just seen someone else in the crowd that gave him that funny feeling. He appeared to looked a little uncomfortable with his hair, as he kept playing with it. But was the feeling even real anymore. "I'm sorry for mistaking you for a resident of the House." It was his last attempt. He didn't remember what the words meant. He only remembered faces and names. If Pidge had been, say, Kid, it might have been different. He felt that there was little connecting him and Pidge. If they had ever met before it hadn't made an impression on him.
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Post by --cato phoenix on Jan 27, 2017 1:11:57 GMT -5
((Here!)) "Where are we..." Arlo murmured as she rode down the path, scanning her surroundings. She didn't remember coming through this part of the forest before... or had she? It was strange how the world she lived in suddenly felt so unfamiliar. She slowed her horse as they came to a fork in the trail, not sure which way she needed to go. "Hmm... well, what do you think?" Her horse just snorted and flicked an ear. Eventually Arlo just picked a path at random and they set off again, Arlo now trying harder to pay attention to the road ahead.
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Post by John 3:16 on Jan 27, 2017 1:12:29 GMT -5
And quickly, the interaction was going south. Mihael bit his lip, scratching at his head as he continued to watch, resuming moving forward as he saw Shinichi notice him. Mihael wanted to interact, but at the same time he didn't. There were a million what-ifs playing over and over in his head right now, all of them not going anywhere bright or sunny.
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Post by tinybreeze on Jan 27, 2017 15:39:37 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." Deemo nodded. "I guess we should go, then... not right away, of course. If you have things to do, it can wait 'till later," he said with a smile. The boy seemed to be passing out newspapers, so he'd probably be rather busy for a while. Besides, it wouldn't hurt to perform for a bit; his mood had brightened enough to give him some musical motivation.
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Post by broken on Jan 27, 2017 16:31:37 GMT -5
Deemo nodded. "I guess we should go, then... not right away, of course. If you have things to do, it can wait 'till later," he said with a smile. The boy seemed to be passing out newspapers, so he'd probably be rather busy for a while. Besides, it wouldn't hurt to perform for a bit; his mood had brightened enough to give him some musical motivation. Matteo shrugged, shaking his head. "Oh- oh! Yeah I guess we could wait for a little later, then," the boy said, looking down at the newspapers he had, then up at him again with a smile. "I mean, I probably won't get any buisness today if you want to go right now." (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." Ciel stared at the thief, obviously confused. "I am Ciel..." he replied back, tilting his head to one side in thought. At least he thought he was... "My, you certainly know how to read people," the boy said, leaning forward some. "And if you've been having the same dreams, then does it consist of a clearing? That's where I actually heading, but I don't know whether I can trust a thief to come along."
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Post by tinybreeze on Jan 27, 2017 16:40:40 GMT -5
"Well, if you're sure..." Deemo tucked the newspaper and flute under his arm and began heading down the dirt road, glancing behind him to make sure Matt was following. He hummed a strangely familiar tune as he walked. Yet again, the other set of memories was carrying over things he hadn't known before... The bard thought he saw a flash of white off to the side, but when he turned his head, it was gone. He shrugged and kept moving, soon reaching a fork in the road. One path led into a forest, while the other went through an open area. Now that he thought about it, the trees in the forest seemed to be the same kind as those in the clearing...
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Post by broken on Jan 27, 2017 16:51:22 GMT -5
(I have to go for a bit, I should be back later.)
Matteo blinked and quickly walked after him, pushing the bag to the so it would be easier to move. Then he finally reached Deemo's side as they got to the fork in the road. With a grin, the boy slipped in front of him and headed for the path that led to the forest. "I hope we find something!" He said, glancing back over at him to make sure he was following.
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Post by tinybreeze on Jan 27, 2017 17:00:25 GMT -5
(Alright!)
Deemo chuckled a little at Matt's enthusiasm. The kid was always like this... even in the dream. "I bet we will. After all, who knows what kind of magical things could be in here?" he said. He'd heard tales of mystical beings before, and even though he knew they existed, he had never seen one before. He stepped into the cool shade of the trees, crunching a few stray leaves from last autumn under his feet. Still, as he got farther in, he felt like he was being watched... and he wasn't wrong. In the bushes, a pair of red eyes watched the duo curiously.
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Post by broken on Jan 27, 2017 19:13:15 GMT -5
(Whoops that took longer than expected!)
Matteo half skipped, half walked at Deemo's side, looking around with a huge grin. "Magical things?! Like what?" He asked, looking up at the person he walked with, then he glimpsed around curiously. Soon, he spotted the pair of red eyes and sort of shuffled behind Deemo, trying to hide from the thing's view. "D-Deemo, sir!" He whispered, pointing in that direction, tugging on his arm.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Jan 27, 2017 19:41:37 GMT -5
Hey guys ^^ what's going on?)
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Post by tinybreeze on Jan 27, 2017 20:09:35 GMT -5
(Not much, everyone's just meeting each other and figuring out the dreams)
"Well, there's-" Before Deemo could finish, he felt a tug on his arm. "Wait, what's wro..." His voice trailed off as the red-eyed lizard slinked into view. Its scales were a greenish yellow, with a black face and underbelly. Its red claws sunk into the ground as it approached, but its red eyes were the most threatening to Deemo. The bard shuddered, but stood protectively in front of Matt. A basilisk. Apparently, their gaze alone could kill if it was met for too long. He considered closing his eyes, but with those claws and sharp teeth... he settled for looking off to the side.
"What are ya doing here?" the reptile snarled, its voice sounding exactly like that of a certain haxorus...
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Post by broken on Jan 27, 2017 20:23:35 GMT -5
Matteo stepped to the side slightly, staring at the reptile for a moment longer before looking to the ground. Tears swelled in his eyes as he tried to think of something to say. The little boy raised his head again, now grabbing for Deemo's hand. "J-just passing through..." then he added more silently to Deemo, "c-can we leave now?" He was already taking a few steps back, tugging at his hand. "Lets go back to town...I'm done exploring."
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Post by tinybreeze on Jan 27, 2017 20:33:19 GMT -5
Deemo quietly nodded and stepped back, slowly edging away from the basilisk. They just had to get out of here, and make sure it didn't try to claw them to pieces. He was about to suggest that they make a run for it when-
"H-hey, don't cry, I didn't mean to..." The basilisk blinked in confusion, as if unsure as to why he was even showing concern for the kid. He'd chased off many humans before; why was he getting all emotional over this one? He sighed and shook his head. "Whatever. What were you even doing here, anyway? This is my territory, ya know."
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Post by broken on Jan 27, 2017 20:39:38 GMT -5
The little boy continued to shake his head. He was beginning to feel nervous. He didn't know why, but this basilisk seemed familiar...well, the voice did, and it scared him. Matteo continued to back away slowly, getting tripped up over his own feet. He fell down, a few of the papers scatter out of the bag. "Uh...looking for a clearing, th-that's all. We didn't mean to cross your territory."
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Jan 27, 2017 22:16:42 GMT -5
(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." Ciel stared at the thief, obviously confused. "I am Ciel..." he replied back, tilting his head to one side in thought. At least he thought he was... "My, you certainly know how to read people," the boy said, leaning forward some. "And if you've been having the same dreams, then does it consist of a clearing? That's where I actually heading, but I don't know whether I can trust a thief to come along." (AH! I'm free! Free! That took forever. >.< School killed me today. ) "I specialize in reading people," said Mask. He finally took off the mask, showing Ciel his face. "Something I have never done, Earl. You know my identity. Viscount Katio. But, I know you as well...even though we have never met." Katio loosely held the mask. It felt good to take it off, but he still felt wrong. The boy below him looked so familiar. He felt like they had knew each other. But, as he had said, they had never met before. "Do you know me?" asked Katio carefully. "Because we dreamed of the same clearing."
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Post by broken on Jan 27, 2017 22:34:44 GMT -5
mintedstar/fur(Hey! Isn't school always like that, though? ) He stared up at him, somehow not shocked to find out it was the Viscount. "So you're the famous Mask- I'll have to remember this," Ciel muttered, slowly back toward a fence as he tied the horse off on it, then saptared up at him. "Do I know you? I think not," he replied. Well, he looked familiar to him, but he couldn't think of his name, but this had to be the same thief from his dreams, right? "The same clearing, you say? You don't happen to know where this clearing would be located, do you?"
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Jan 27, 2017 22:44:36 GMT -5
(Today was worse. But yes, it is. How are you doing?)
"Not a clue where it would be," said Katio. He leaned forward a little and one of his feet fell halfway of the stable roof. He tossed the mask behind him and it clattered against the castle wall before falling to the grass. Katio found it rather distasteful right now. "You can remember it all you want. Mask is a lie anyway. He was never the true thief." 1412, the numbers tasted so odd in his mouth. He didn't say them, but he wanted to ask so badly. "Who else dreamed about it, I wonder?" Kid remembered the figure early this morning. Whoever that had been had probably had dreamed of doors and the House. Maybe it they all got together they could share all the memories they had. Maybe then, finally, the true would come out.
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Post by broken on Jan 27, 2017 23:03:35 GMT -5
(Oh :/ well sorry to hear that. I'm doing okay. I'll probably get lost in YouTube and forget to reply, just warning you XD Either that or be really slow at typing replies)
"Yeah, I figured as much," Ciel mumbled, pausing for a moment before continuing, "so, Viscount Katio, is that your true name?" He asked, thinking about it for a moment. It didn't seem to fit him well.
Then, he shook his head, waving a hand at him dismissively. "Eh, like I would know who dreamed of the same thing. Perhaps I could ask Mihael and Geraridi or we could go ask some townspeople, if you'd like to travel with me that is. I was planning on searching for this clearing but now that I think about it, it might be better to search for others."
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Jan 27, 2017 23:18:23 GMT -5
(I wont blame you. Getting lost is a good excuse. ) The Viscount shrugged. "I will come along." He also felt the name didn't fit. "My full name is Katio Kuroba. But...I think 1412 also had something to do with it." Katio looked a little abashed. His name couldn't be a set of numbers could it? Even a thief name wound't just be numbers...right? He stepped off the roof. He couldn't get out the way he had come anyway. He left the mask where it lay. He wouldn't be going back to that persona. "I believe that today is just the type of day when asking random townspeople whether they dreamed of a clearing might not get us sent to prison. At least, to start with."
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Post by »ƑαƖcση on Jan 27, 2017 23:20:32 GMT -5
( aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
school
why )
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Post by mintedstar/fur on Jan 27, 2017 23:28:33 GMT -5
(I know just what you mean. >.< )
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Post by broken on Jan 27, 2017 23:29:38 GMT -5
(At least you understand mint xD Hi falcon! Yeah, school...)
Ciel blinked. A set of numbers that somewhat sounds familiar. "Oh, I see. Well I wouldn't go around saying you're 1412 until you figure out why that might be part of your name," he suggested.
"Ah and you're coming along. Splendid and who cares what the others think when we question them, we'll cross that path once we get there," he turned away from him, heading back towards the horse he had tied off. "Get yourself a horse from the stables; none of the servants are up yet to notice."
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