Originally posted by K Tragedy
(Well, since everyone seems to be ignoring you, Shinobi, I'll reply)Waiting in the shadows, he slid out. Around him waves of sounds bounded into his ears. A cry from a lost spirit sent shivers down his spine. He had been so scared of these cries when he was younger. So terrified that he had gone into convulsions of pain. He had ran to his mother's side, begging for her to make it stop. What a mistake... What a horrible mistake he'd made.
He shook his head, walking down the corridor of the school. The one called God, offered no interest to him. He wished not to win a fight against him. The very thought was discarded as an idiotic waste of his time. Earphones hung in the caverns of his auds, and he seemed to dance as he walked. His movements were very fluid-like, moving like the waves of sound he was forever slave to. He turned up the song that blazed from his ipod. Cute Is What We Aim For captured his ears. He softly mouthed the words, cutting out all the screams that tried to reach to him.
He noticed the door was open. Blinking, he turned his head to look at the portal. The wooden frame was very, very nicely built. It would be impossible for anyone to force their way in... or out. He tossed his head to the side, getting his hair out of his eyes long enough to peer at the girl who stood there. His eyes narrowed slightly, turning off the music for a moment to listen to her heart. Something fogged it... Something unseen, but heard. It muffled the thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud. She may be from the darkness element, yet he discarded this. Not even those pathetic others that contained the element were clouded with this much pain. It was a cloud of agony, swarming round the girl's heart. He couldn't peer into her intentions, but he could hear that thunderous storm in her chest.
Moving towards her, he plucked the earphones from his ears. Black, torn up converse pointed towards the girl. He hid his eyes behind his hair. He need not see. He could rely on sound to guide him. He battled the voices into mute whispers, turning all his focus on this strange woman before him. Jamming his hands in his pockets, he offered a small smile.
[b]"Welcome to the school. I'm Stereo. I'd suggest not going farther. Some hot-headed prats seem to have nothing better to do that to fight amongst themselves."
He leaned his back against the door frame, crossing his shoulders together. It was a habit, and he felt actually comfortable like this. He brushed the hair out of his eyes, revealing those beautiful blue orbs. He never thought they were beautiful. They looked nearly blind and clashed with his black and red hair. He shifted and the chains lining his belt rattled. He never wore those large gothic pants. Not once. He preferred stretch jeans, found in the girl section of stores. He didn't mind how tight they were, he liked them.
"Care to accompany me into the library? I think it's the only peaceful place in this god-forsaken hellhole. [/B]
His tone, the way he spoke of his so-called companions with contempt and obvious dislike of their "teamwork" was what attracted her attention. She had been waiting for Hikari to pop back into existence. But the presence of the newcomer, the one who had abandoned the other Chosen to come out into the open air, it was his emotions she fed off of momentarily before he spoke.
"Welcome to the school. I'm Stereo. I'd suggest not going farther. Some hot-headed prats seem to have nothing better to do that to fight amongst themselves."
A boy? It was rare for her to develop and interest in anyone, let alone one of the Goddess' Chosen.
"Care to accompany me into the library? I think it's the only peaceful place in this god-forsaken hellhole."
But there was something in his voice. Something in the way he spoke to her. Not teasing, not commanding. He did not demand that she follow, did not cruelly taunt and tantalize her with memories of the past.
He was not Ashi, dark and cold, void of all emotion. Nor was he Hikari, volatile and unorthodox in all ways.
But still something about his voice was familiar.
Turning hastily, she stared straight into his blue orbs. Blue... She knew that color. Somewhere in the past... In... In another life?
"I'd be delighted to."
Elyown smiled quickly, trying to remember the memories which continuously slipped through her fingers.
(So sorry it's short, I'm trying to draft my essay on War of the Worlds right now, so I quickly typed that up.)
~I'm back.~
Jose saw the boulders.
"Whoa!"
Jose held his hands up and the boulders turned into dust in mid air.
"Who the hell threw those boulders? Did you do that Taro?"
Jose contorted his hands in a strange way that the ground started shaking. 4 sections of the floor rose up and circled Jose.
"Now I'm pissed."
The slabs of the floor cracked and exploded rained down onto the drones that surrounded him and Taro. They were all crushed.
"I don't appreciate my own element being used against me. Who else here has the earth element?"
Taro looked at Jose and shook his head no. "It wasn't me who did it. And i don't appreciate it either." He said and then the Red drone punched his fist forward. And dirt hardened at the size of rain drops flew at them. Taro got into a weird stance and began to breath deeply. Taro kicked his foot forward and the rain drops all disappeared. His feet then sucked into the ground and waves of dirt then flew at the red drone. Then Taro began to suck into the ground slowly until he had disappeared.
((im back sorry family trobles and school i was gone for a while...if im wrong please tell me im lost and im going to try to get back in the loop agen.))
Camille head down the street the mask of her family worrers held high to show her great onner she had.The vosies kept screeming thouw her mind forceing camille's eyes shut.She took a breath and let it out slowly,why did she have this power why not some thing else.As she looked at people as the people froze as they soon saw her sword hang evily by her side.Her checkerd skirt huged her perfet waist and hit agenst her goldish color legs.Her hair stood out because of her real HOT PINK hair color.As her eyes skaned for some thing trying to block out her power from trying to take her into a persons past.
It was that damn red drone that threw the boulders, Jose thought to himself.
"Yo ass is mine!"
Taro disappeared into the ground. Jose didn't care right now. No one, and he meant no one could use his own element against him. He summoned 2 boulders on either side of him and tossed them to the drone.
"You about to see what real earth control looks like," Jose said, fury in his eyes.
The red drone stomped it' s feet and four giant boulder smashed into the 2 boulders. Then two other boulders flew at Jose. Taro's hand shot out from the ground as he grabbed onto the Red drones leg and the red drone began to sink under as well with Taro. He was forceing the drone down under with him.
I'm Not Like Them, But I Can Pretend
Her heart thumped, and he listened. Not a single sound gave her away. She simply stated her reply. No name. He shrugged, not expecting her to really give him one anyway. She probably had a normal name, not like Stereo. It wasn't his real name of course but one he dubbed to himself. He disowned his real calling, adopting the other as a more appropriate introduction.
A light smile curled upon his lips. He may not look like it, but he was a gentleman at heart. Hooking his right arm, he waited for her to take it. He let his appearance speak for itself. He was not one of the special chosen. He was a weaker element, a misunderstood color. Much like the shade black. Many people thought black stood for evil, death, deception... But in reality, black was a beautiful color. Look at the night sky for a moment. Look at how silky the color looks. Reach out and touch it and feel how soft it seems. Feel the stars as mere bumps in the silk, flaws. No. Black is flawless. It has no other colors that rivals it. Red for instance has pink. Blue has light blue. Green, light green. Gold, yellow. And so on. No color is put with black. It was misunderstood, misread. All because of stories from the light conquering the darkness.
Shaking his head, he snapped out of his thoughts. It was better not to let his mind wander. He turned his face to her, those eyes somewhat hidden behind the curtain of black and red hair. His locks were shaggy and poorly cut, a Stereo original. He flicked his head to the side, just to get a good look at the girl that stood beside him. He had to admit, she was rather easy on the eyes.
Yet, there was still that cloud. That fog surrounding her heart that he had no chance of reading. What was it that plagued her thoughts? And for some strange reason, he was yearning to clear it up.
"You may find this question a bit rude and random, but may I ask what your element is?"
He smirked, leaning his face close to hers, breathing touching her face as his gaze locked with hers.
"I'll tell you mine..."
Blue… Blue like the sky… Like the sea… So light they were almost white, and yet she felt like she was drowning in them. Stereo… He had said that was his name awhile ago, but it only just clicked. Like sound, like song. That was his voice, a melody capturing her in its sweet tune. Perfect and whole, satisfying the listener and leaving them wanting more.
She watched him, taking no notice of his words. Instead she watched his fluid motions, the elegant movements which made him look like he was perpetually dancing. And the graceful curve of his hooked arm, presented to her as a gentleman might offer his own to a lady. Beckoning her, she submitted, never once looking away as she entwined her arm with his. The action felt so right, to be so close to this boy… As if she had done this before…
"You may find this question a bit rude and random, but may I ask what your element is?"
How long ago had he asked that? She felt like she was awaking from a deep slumber. Like a heavy weight was being lifted from her shoulders. And at once she perceived the world in a clearer manner. As if a veil which separated herself from others had disappeared.
"I'll tell you mine..."
She felt compelled to answer. Not because he offered his own in return but because she felt the obligation to. To open herself up and confide in him. To believe that if she did he could relieve her of the pain.
“My element? It is…”
“Elyown, what trouble are you getting yourself into this time?”
He was back. Hikari. The playful tone of his voice implied that he was finding something amusing. Yet there was some underlying pitch which hinted at displeasure.
He had merely reappeared behind them, as silent and, oddly, menacing as she knew him not to be. The flat grey of his eyes, obscured by the white-blond strands which fell into them, focused on her at first but slowly, casually, shifted to the boy beside her.
“I see you’ve already become acquainted with Elyown.”
He paused then, eyes snapping back to meet hers and she realized they were a metallically silver instead of the usual grey. Meeting them, she felt the shroud – the fog engulfed her again. Heavier than before.
“My name is Hikari, keeper of Time.”
Jose stopped the boulders by making them collide into each other.
Where did Taro and that drone go, Jose thought to himself. It really didn't matter. There were plenty other drones around and plenty other people that had powers. He had to get to know them if he were to save a king with them. He went towards the girl that was being ignored just like he was.
"Uh, this may be a bad time but my name is Jose. What's yours?"
Originally posted by _Rare_Fox_
((im back sorry family trobles and school i was gone for a while...if im wrong please tell me im lost and im going to try to get back in the loop agen.))Camille head down the street the mask of her family worrers held high to show her great onner she had.The vosies kept screeming thouw her mind forceing camille's eyes shut.She took a breath and let it out slowly,why did she have this power why not some thing else.As she looked at people as the people froze as they soon saw her sword hang evily by her side.Her checkerd skirt huged her perfet waist and hit agenst her goldish color legs.Her hair stood out because of her real HOT PINK hair color.As her eyes skaned for some thing trying to block out her power from trying to take her into a persons past.
Originally posted by Kuchiki Rukia
((Jewllac if you're talking about my albino then she is the library with my other charecter. Both of them are in their first stages.))
((Well ignore my last post))
The drone and Taro reappeared above ground. Jose could see that he was out of breath.
"Is it my turn yet," he asked Taro.
Simply Perfection
Lover I Am Lonely…
The words sung in his head. He silently shut his eyes, listening carefully to the noises that filled the drums of his ears. For as long as he could remember, he’d been engulfed in the voices of music. The screams of guitars always put a smile on his face. The beat from the drums made his bodice sway; caught up in the erotic dance. Ecstasy sketched upon his face each time the bass sung its low tune. Each lyric held a meaning, an emotion, a story… One just needed to listen.
Optics snapped open, staring down at her. Their iris’s clashed, his onyx pupils meeting hers like two counter bullets. Lips were full, lush, seductive, entrancing… He found his own crying out to hers. As if some silent magnet pulled his face in even closer. This was your typical Stereo. He would kiss a girl before knowing her name. He was an addict of romance, your local heartthrob. He could make a girl fall for him only to move his arms as she spiraled towards him. But something was strange about this female. She seemed too petite, too gentle, too fragile to hurt. He felt as if she were a vase that if he didn’t catch her she would shatter and never be fixed.
Just as she was about to tell him her element, another arrived. Stereo felt slightly perturbed, but ignored it. He wouldn’t let another get to him. Not easily anyways. He turned to face the man, eyes blank behind that curtain of hair. He tilted his head to the side, locks falling away from those azure colored jewels. He stared at the male. He wasn’t too bad looking, as far as the opinion of a bisexual went. He wouldn’t make a move on him, it didn’t feel right. He wasn’t that desperate for romance…
Something about this man gave him shivers. He torpidly enclosed his lids once more. Sight was an item of uselessness. He wouldn’t dwell upon the need to see the boy as the sense to hear his heart. He listened for any signs of danger, for any key hint his bodice made. A falter in those breaths, a skip of his heart, the sound of blood sloshing around muscle tissue if he were to stiffen. He heard nothing unusual from the boy. There was some passing going on in his intestine, and he may be working over his lunch – as the grumbling of his stomach told – but for lying signs he was clean. There was no hint of aspersion in his entire figure.
Eyelids once again reached to the sky as he forced them open. He didn’t like this boy, but he’d have to concede in letting him stay around. However, he’d noticed something while tuning his ears. The girl next to him, Elyown, clearly didn’t want him around. Stereo had to admit he’d been startled by the appearance from behind, it was a rather spooky entrance. He placed a hand over hers, a comforting motion, but also one to feel her pulse. It quickened, confirming the sound that he detected. Her breathing, too, had slightly paced up. He was disquiet about the reaction she seemed to be taking on from the boy’s introduction. Obviously, they knew each other and she seemed to distress her.
Hikari. The boy was just like Stereo, giving his name right away before awaiting another to introduce his/herself. Unable to contain the slight purse of his lips, a clear sign he wasn’t too comfortable with his presence. He didn’t care to answer really, but then rudeness never was one of his strongest points. Fortunate or not, he clearly felt cheated upon this trait.
“I suppose I have.”
He glanced down at Elyown, giving a small smile. It vanished quickly when face turned back to Hikari. Something just unnerved him. He didn’t know why. Then, it clicked. Time… Sound would have no use on him if he got into a fight. A reversal of time would be horrible on him. In all sense, in a horrific truth, Stereo would be powerless against him. He shivered slightly, managing to control his body enough to seem nearly content around him.
“I’m Stereo. I’m not the keeper of anything, but I lust after music.”
Okay, so he was making a riddle of his own answer. Rude? Pretty much. He didn’t really need the “keeper of time” to know he’d be helpless against a fight. The less he knew the better. Combing his fingers through his hair he appeared relaxed. His insides, however, churned with anxiety, hoping that Elyown would not detect them…