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Post by Deleted on May 23, 2015 21:27:42 GMT
How did she keep ending up in these happy complete opposite worlds from her homeworld? What did her Master have planned, enough to weaken himself? Did he want to explore the various worlds, or was he just getting desperate to find a "new home". She should be enjoying all the new sights and views, she should be feeling something happy deep inside her, but no she was just an empty shell of nothingness. She was but her master's vessel to use as he so choose, why he choose so many stupid worlds he disliked she could never quite wrap her head around.
She walked down the little disgusting human walking path to sit on the disgusting pretty human designed water fountain, this place she rot to the pit of all hells of Halloween Town. This place deserved to live in a nightmare forever never to ever be awoken up, just too bad her Master didn't have that power. All he could ever do was change worlds, posses her, and scare stupid human little children.
The water of the fountain reflected her medium length brown hair and completely empty brown eyes, none of this mattered. Not only did it reflect all this, it also reflected that ridicules endless sun, frustrated she slapped the water wishing it would go away. Her home would never have been so bright and pretty, so bright and happy, just so covered in maggot humans! Her anger was quickening her heart-rate, not again! Her master needed to sleep, that last world transport had taken all his energy away should he awaken now...
She turned away from the fountain, covered her head with her red hood, then began deep calming breaths. When she felt all her emotions reach a calm cool down, she looked up at the people walking about. Her thoughts completely empty trying to resist the urge just to complain to herself and make everything absolutely worst. As if to add more to the effect she spoke out the words, "Stupid useless world, filled of cockroaches and maggots." Oddly enough the words made her feel slightly better, this happiness even rose a bit with few weird looks the humans gave her.
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Post by Deleted on May 24, 2015 2:11:43 GMT
Another day, another night, or was it another week? Zari was unsure of how long it happened to have been since the last time he walked in the sun light of the bright and glowing Radiant Garden. Despite his number of attempts to isolate himself and be alone, somebody always ended up finding his location or his hide away. It had been only a few days since he came to be what he knew he was. A nobody with no memory. Unaware just what kind of Nobody he was now. Walking with only himself and the clothes he wore, he navigated his way through the residential district. Just how populated was this place today of all days?
Though he wouldn't dare come this way normally, Zari knew no other way around the matter at hand. He had been hiding in an old workshop for the past day or two. However a pair of kids discovered his temporary home. Their voices bothered him to the point of near annoyance. Though they wished to know whom he was and what he was doing there, the man could only leave without saying a word. He wanted to get away but what was he to do? There was no other hiding spots in that part of the area. So in order to relocate himself completely, the hermit needed to pass through the Plaza.
As he passed the fountain, Zari could feel the sun burning down on him. He liked the darkness better than the light of day. An instinct perhaps due to his new nature? Possibly. However he was forced to sit around the rim of the fountain to rest from walking. It was sad to say but the man didn't have much in the way of stamina nor endurance. He was an aware of the girl sitting behind him, perfectly blocked by the center piece of the fountain. Though he would soon come to find her existence no matter what happened.
Turning around to face the flowing water, Zari looked to see a reflection. It was his own. Medium-length white hair, red and green eyes, and the choker and earrings. It was all part of him, though he did not see it has himself. He saw it as a man that came before the vanished memories. A man that told him his name. Zari. Or was it sorry he heard? He could never tell. However he broke the reflection to cup some of the fountains water to drink. It tasted of minerals, but it was still water. Once he was finished drinking is when he took a second look at the humans passing by with odd faces. It piqued his interest for a moment, forcing the Nobody to walked around the fountain's rim to find a girl sitting with a red hood over her head. The same shade of red as his jacket. He hummed a "Hmm" while looking at her. Was she a resident of this place? Did she do something to attract this attention? It was odd.
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Post by Deleted on May 24, 2015 2:52:02 GMT
Humming, humming... She remembered she used to hum walking through the forest, this piqued her interest to look up. The first thing she saw was the color red, her favorite color, the same color of her hood... The hood her grandmother had made, that she now used to store weapons instead of sweets and flowers. That otherself she was forbidden to think about, that she would be punished for.
Her eyes scanned up his red jacket toward his face and eyes, empty, just like her. A vessel, as well? Was he possibly from Halloween town too? Looking up at him, something told her that he was not some ordinary cockroach human, that he was as much an empty monster as she was, this... this made her happy. What was someone like him doing here? Was he lost as well, changing world to world with no home?
Suddenly feeling shy, she moved her front right hair behind her right ear looking away. She turned a tad bit of shade of red. Taking a deep breath forcing the feelings down, she looked back toward him with an empty emotionless amber eyes. "Lost?" she asked her voice sounding like a void.
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Post by Deleted on May 24, 2015 3:39:27 GMT
On first seeing the girl, Zari could see she displayed what he could only understand as disdain for the other people around them along with a hatred for this very place they were in. Did it have to do with other people not wearing enough red? Or perhaps she as just upset at everything and everyone? Whatever the answer was, the man would not find it at that instant. She had pulled her face away and hid it from his sight. Was it possible she was but shy and the unknowing Nobody mistook her feelings and reaction?
It was at this moment now that he adjusted his stance while in front of her to better present himself to her. Only because she just asked if he was lost. While it was true that he was lost, he did not follow her meaning. Did she mean in a directional manner or spiritual manner? Or was it possible the remark was meant to be taken as a rhetorical insult? All these were options for this young brunette teenager. He had only met her ten second ago after all and only shared one word of dialogue together.
The longer he stared at her with his unmoving and cold stare, the easier it was to notice her moment of discomfort. With a stiff shrug, he looked around at the plaza and back to her. "Perhaps. I do not know. If you mean lost in the directional manner, than I am a little uneducated in this region. If you mean in a spiritual sense, than I do not know. I am not sure who or what I am at the moment. I have not memory from beyond one week ago. If you meant that as a rhetorical insult. Than you sure fooled me. Good job." His voice came out in a straight, unbending rhythm without any emphases or sublet changes in tone. Followed by two claps to congratulate her on her success at making him fall for a trick. Should it have been warranted. "You seem to be...Um...Should I say misplaced as well? And filled with disdain?"
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Post by Deleted on May 24, 2015 4:07:38 GMT
She watched him closely from beneath the hood, her amber eyes scanning his face trying to find every likeness between them. Such cool unmoving stare, so much in control of his mind and heart. He truly kept everything in check versus her, his master must have trained him well for a better sleep. At the top of it all he held an air, she was unsure how to explain it, it was different from her own, yet so similar.
His words, however they made her temporary flinched with uncertainty. He gave her more answer than she had ever expected from one as empty as herself, was he not trained well? Was his master asleep as well? Was he allowed to roam so freely, even though he was lost in location? Though maybe his master removed his memories, versus her own who left hers for his own enjoyment. Though if he was so untrained why did he seem to be as empty as herself, was those untrained less likely to hide and control their emotions?
She picked herself up from the water-fountain leaning in to get a closer look at him, arms held outward then back for balance. The wind slightly caught her hood casing it to fall and show her whole face and long hair. Then he gave to claps of this "trick" she had pull, whatever it was. Such an odd vessel indeed. Why what was his world of origin, she rarely saw white hair in other-worlds besides home.
From there he brought up she was misplaced as well, there was really no question, she was this place was just plain awful. She leaned away from him looking up at that disgusting sun, why didn't he feel how disgusting it was? Did his master hate the sun as well, train him to feel the same? Was he not from Halloween Town, opposite world of everything pretty and sickening. A place called home. Her master wouldn't want her to give out too much information, he disliked others knowing much about them. Why he was probably punish her horribly, burning on the hands? Murder? Who knew.
She looked away unable to help herself to give out more information that she should, "This place is hideous and nothing like our home. The light constantly ugly and shining, I hate this world and any other. I wanna go back home, but we can't." tears begin rising to her eyes. No. no. go away, don't come. But they began coming, softly, slowly.
She stomped her foot slight uncontrol of her emotions and frustration. "This place is too bright! I hate it! Why do we have to be here! I wanna go home! Our home!" Saying it outloud felt so much better, quickly she had to bring it together. She began praying he won't wake up, that he wouldn't feel her discomfort and investigate. He can't know she was talking with someone outside his circle, though this person might be in his circle... Just he can't know she was talking to anyone, bad things always happened afterward.
She took a deep breath bringing back the emptiness; only cold and darkness. No joy, no warmth, nothing of humanity. This was a life of emptiness, a shell, a vessel. She looked to the person she was just speaking to, forcing herself to appear more professional and cold than before. She spoke to him once more colder than when she first started, "You heard nothing, got it? Whose your Master? Do you even have a Master?"
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Post by Deleted on May 25, 2015 4:40:16 GMT
She stood up and began to look at him with more detail. It was strange to be the object of a persons investigation. In normal circumstances it would be some younger child playing in old homes that would find him and wish to ask nonsense questions that mattered so little in comparison to that of his objectives. Though she still seemed to possess childish features from what he could see anyway, she was no child. Her existence was far beyond the levels of a mere child. This girl held an adult and very distorted air. But did that make sense to Zari? It confused him since those were the only words he could think of to describe her.
With her hood removed thanks to the free element of wind, he gave her face a once over, finding it partially similar to something he had seen before. Someones face he had once known. But he did not know anyone so how was it possible? It caused a sharp pinch in his head and chest. Was this a normal happening when a looking at someone for too long? The man would have to take note not to look at this odd person for long.
Before he knew it, this nameless girl began spurting off her hatred for the world they both stood in. How she hated the sun, the light, and the brightness. She spoke of her hatred for it all and how she wanted to go home. But why did she say our home instead of my home? Could she just not know how to use the words right? Or perhaps she knew him and he did not realize it!? Could that be an option? And whom was this master she spoke of? And why did her demeanor change so sharply and so forcefully?
Truly something he had never experienced before and it piqued his interested yet another time. Taking a seat on the rim of the fountain, Zari sat with his hands crossed and looked at the girl whose name he did not know. "I understand, Madam." He gave her a simple nod. "I have not had much time." He paused. "I guess you can say with a conscious mind and view of the world. So please forgive me. I do not prefer the light myself. However it has it's own purpose I am sure. I like the darkness though. It offers me smoothness and a place to attempt mediation to think about what I was before this."
Without thinking, Zari's right hand shifted up to his neck and touched the stone in the center of his choker. Lowering his hand after a time, he continued onward. "I do know know of a Master. So I believe I have no Master. And if that is the truth than I suppose I am free and lost. Do you have a Master of sorts? What is it that makes a person have a Master? Do you think that they would allow assist me in finding a nice dark place to meditate?"
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Post by Deleted on May 25, 2015 5:13:03 GMT
She waited calmly for his response wondering if she was even pulling the cold professional mask right, the very mask she had to practice in the mirror for days punished if it felt too "happy" or "sad". Once she failed the cold mask tempt, her master had slapped a hot burning whip against her knees causing her to fall. Why the whole experience was not one she wanted to relive. Her master of course after the hit told her not to cry and to start over, that if he saw her flinch at all her would hit her again only harder. There was once he even managed to get some maggots from the other residents of Halloween town, even now she was terrified of the white smelly squirmy things.
He sat down, crossed his fingers then spoke he understood and then begin explaining. Once more his words threw her off, so complex and detailed, she couldn't even grasp half of what he said. She was just a child underneath all the torture and vessel, how could she understand just how deep his words were or where they came from? Though, as he explained in detail about it all, some part of her went out to him. His words.. Reminded her of her grandmother, the women who lived far out in the woods. The woman who tried to help bring peace throughout the forest by protecting it, working hard to keep the property to prevent woodcutters. Those two would probably get along, maybe even share a muffin or two.
Memories of her grandmother brought a sad happy sadness, the sort one should not seek out if they were a mere vessel to be possessed. The sort one who signed their very body and soul away on a stupid contract without meaning to do so. Maybe next time she should just give all her sweets to the odd shadow lurking in the woods, probably wouldn't have followed her home or did this all to her.
Lost in these thoughts, she found a sudden calmness settling all over her. The calmness she was temporary thankful for due to her master still far in a deep sleep. Maybe she could make a friend? Just maybe, he didn't have to find out, it could be her and this man's secret? Speaking of the man, he made a movement to rub a stone on his choker as he answered her master question. Again his words were confusing, much too advanced for her. Though she caught on the important aspects did she have a master, and that he did not.
She sat on the edge of the fountain as he finished his words with, would her master help him out. She looked down on the ground silently for several minutes deep sadness at how cruel her master was and if she should truly take this time to "befriend" this man. Should she do so, and her master found out, he would punish her greatly.. Making this man a target of his wrath... But the temptation of two lonely souls speaking to each other was just too great. "Yes, I have a master." she answered the words softly almost a whisper, before looking from the ground back up into his face. Her own face shown with a bit of childish hope, she continued her voice still a whisper. "He's inside here" she placed her hand over her heart, a shadow lurking inside her, a spirit to control her. "No, he will not help you... At least for free, he likes making deals or manipulating others. " she released a sigh, she really ought to not break their secrets... But wondering world from world with no home, only anger and stupid humans, it was time for weakness.
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Post by Deleted on May 25, 2015 22:10:06 GMT
It was a shame in all honesty. This girl seemed to be more than hesitant to explain herself. However Zari would soon learn what it was that caused her to not want to show emotion. Her Master seemed to be an evil man, or thing, from what he could tell from her words. She mentioned that he lived within her chest, somewhere near her heart. She spoke in a whisper, leading him to believe that if she really did have something living insider her, it did not hear their words or was perhaps asleep? He did not know.
Reach towards her, Zari poked her chest with his index finger. "It is here?" He asked before pulling his finger away and placing it down on his lap. "I see. Well it is a shame that he could not be more understanding and relaxed. Though in a way I would say it is a smart decision to not do anything for free. And the way you act while speaking about this Master makes me believe he is something one would not want to be in a relationship with." Giving off a dry and emotionally sigh, Zari stood up and looked to the sun.
It did not color him pink, but the light had a strange glow to it. Like a familiar object that one would only remember if they held it and someone reminded him of it's importance. Though did this Master and his vessel not know that kind of feeling? It is possible. Turning back to face the girl, Zari bowed polity. "I suppose this is the part where one should have exchanged names. I am sorry, but I do not know for sure. Though I think my name is Zari. It is the last thing I can remember. My voice saying I'm 'Zari'. I am sure your Master would dislike you revealing yourself. And that is fine. This is but a polite exchange no?"
For a moment Zari felt like he wanted to curl his lips, but the emotion to do so was lacking. It was no emotion at all one could say. He sat back down by her side and watched as a few remaining people watched them from afar. The Nobody hated outsiders very much. In the sense of people unaffiliated with a conversation listening in. He gave them all a cold stare before returning his glance to the girl. "I will stay with you until he awakens then. Just to be sure there is no way to change his mind."
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Post by Deleted on May 26, 2015 3:31:06 GMT
He began moved to poke her chest, she mad no movement to stop him. Once contact was made he asked her if "it" was there, then pulled his finger away as she merely nodded. After that he spoke with a dry sigh of a lost battle. After all the words he spoke, he stood up looking up at the sun, she wondered if maybe it held an answer for him.
A few moments passed of a calm soft silence, before he turned back to her giving her a polite bow. He then explained this was probably the best time for greetings, from there gave him her name. She watched mind swirling trying to remember her own name, as she truly wanted to give it to him, but she truly didn't actually remember. It was like that song on tip of your tongue but you didn't actually know the words.
Feeling slightly ashamed by this fact of not even knowing her own name to answer his quesiton, she had pulled the hood over her head and looked straight down at his shoes. The shoes being a mix between slipper and sneaker, something that wasn't common for her to see. Staring at the shoes she decided to gather up the courage to admit the truth. She mumbled the answer, she didn't have the courage to stand up to him and say it to his face. She didn't quite caught on that he did not know his own name either, just "thinks" that was his name was. "I don't remember, anymore... Master just calls me vessel, servant, slave, mine, or 'silly child'... "
She said it out loud, she answered his question, and it did not make her feel any better. There was a pause before he spoke, he offered to stay till master awoken? But why? Her heart began to pound, maybe he was going to tell on her? maybe this was all a ploy or test by the master? What if she failed it? The panick caused her heartbeat to quicken more, she needed to calm down.. But the fears began rolling in. She pulled off her hood cold seriousness on her face. "You-you don't wanna do that. He's not very nice... Don't do that.."
She felt that her little act of seriousness wasn't work, felt her heart sink into helplessness... How could she stop him from waking, especially if this Zari was willing to stay. "Please.. please.. don't..." she asked her voice filled with fear and desperation, tears gathering in her eyes. She feared so much getting caught for even giving out the little information she did. Not to mention he would not have approved her kindness to strangers, how those strangers could potentially become "friends"...
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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2015 0:05:45 GMT
As the girl rose her hood up, she spoke in a near mutter. Barely within Zari's hearing range which forced him to lean in to hear her more clearly. So she did not know her own name? It seemed that they had more in common than it seemed. However the way this Master called her a vessel and slave proved to give Zari a small fire in his belly. Instinctual at the most, he disliked the words vessel, slave, and servant. All these terms related to the manipulating and possession of a person. Even though he has only been in existence for a short time, the Nobody already had his quirks and listed annoyances in his heart. Or whatever thing a Nobody had that could be related to a soul.
How could such a being reside within a girls heart on that note? It was a paradox. To live in a heart but show no heart at all? It was like a divine tragedy one might say. If Zari knew what a divine tragedy was that is. That is when she began to cry sorrowful tears and beg for him to not stay until her "Master" awoke. Which bothered him greatly that she would react like this. However it was her own safety he had to take into consideration.
"If that is your wish then, No Name Girl." The Nobody said and offered another bow. "I suppose I should take my leave. I would not want this Master of yours to find you talking to someone you shouldn't. I am sorry for situation."
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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2015 3:51:14 GMT
Instantly she felt a calm washed over her when he offered to take his leave and that he wouldn't press her anymore. However something badly had happened... She could almost feel it moving inside of her, the shadow creature. Her panic, it was her panic... This made her heart rate pick up again realizing what she had done.
Her eyes went wide with fear as she heard the words, Well well what we have here... Is that someone I hear? Silly child, did you truly believe your emotions, not give you away? Why not I join in on the little fun without delay? She began to shake as his voice like poison spread through out her body overwhelming any willpower she held to keep control of her own body.
Once taking full control of the body, the pretty soft amber eyes turned to a sharp red shade. The wolf tested out control of the body, by creating fists back and forth. Ahh, he felt so much stronger, such a nice sleep. He looked all around ignoring the individual standing there, where was he this time around? Ahh, that hideous world, the one with ever ending sun, ugh why did he transport here again? He noticed all the little petty humans, oh that's why, such easy prey with a never ending sun. One gets tired of the sun, did not understand how dangerous darkness could be.
Once he got a look around he turned his attention to the being his little slave dared speak to. He looked the subject up and down, certainly not human, not one with any sort of emotions or fears. Nothing resident of home-world either, some petty fool probably victim of the heartless. He gave a slight dangerous toothy grin, the little girl's body mimicking this grin. "Why hello there, do you acquire any sort of assistance? " his words made it sound-like he had no real plans to help this other being, why it sounded more help with murder than anything else. Which if there was to be a fight, he didn't mind obliging, it had been a while sense he had real fun.
The silly girl wasn't even trying to fight him, such an obedient vessel. Why should he ask she would probably murder this pathetic outsider creature, ahh how much a fool this fool was. All that training certainly paid off, the girl always gave herself away, and well she was just so obedient little thing. Though, now sadly, she must be punished. Course' punishment would have to wait till they reach traverse town or some other world he could take complete shadow form.
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2015 2:57:48 GMT
As the Nobody tried to take his leave, abandoning the girl behind him, he felt a strange sensation crawl through his spin. It was heavy and dark. A being with murderous desire had made their presence known. But where was it? Zari had never felt something like this before. It was sinister, and less than willing to remain in the light of this world. For the first time, the Nobody bore his teeth for a moment. Filled with an aura unsteady and weaving, the white-haired man slowly began to turn around.
He looked to the girl with no name, to find her eyes a hellish shade of red, and the voice and expression of what could only be described as a demon with plans. What was he to do know that this, whom Zari suspected was the master, now had awoken and taken control of the girl with no name. Perhaps he could try to reason with this person, thing, whatever it was and gain some assistance from it? No, the girl was very clear on that front and there was little chance this thing would hold up a deal.
As he turned around fully to face the creature, Zari felt a twist in the darkness within his own 'heart'. The void that made him a Nobody. "So you are this girl's Master. You should be proud. She spoke about you with great...strictness and authority." Placing a hand on his hip and letting the other drop to the side, Zari fought the urge to form a semi-fist. It was strange. Never has he felt this kind of instinct kick in. Never had he felt this feeling of...self-protection. He kept his eyes glued to the body which housed the monster. "But let us say I did need help. Would you assist me?"
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2015 6:03:46 GMT
The nobody turned back around, oh? He had his attention, good, this out to be a little fun. Why, just too bad there was no audience to all of this. Then why should a shadow depend on an audience, the girl locked inside was good enough... let her cry in the night, screaming as the tears fall from her own decision to speak to this stranger. Oooh how it brought him great pleasure to bring her pain again and again... He knew deep down she enjoyed the pain, he could feel her very soul and essence connected to his own... They were linked, all her little secrets were his... Whether she knew it or not. He will sometimes let her play her games, but he knew... he knew what she knew.
His little sly smirk seemed to get sharpen at the compliment, he held the best strictness and authority didn't he. Something he was quite sure she knew very very well, why it was probably etched into her very soul to follow. "Did she, well there was some resistance. In the end with the contract, she held no choice. She's lucky to be chosen by me, she should just rejoice." There was a large hint of pride in his voice at all the torture and "obedience" training he had done to break her. It was just over enjoyment by how much she constantly thought of him, never again would she turn her back to him... As she did that day, the atrocious human monster.
He asked for assistance? All assistance came at a price, what was it that he seek? "What is it you seek? This Wolf always has the best of technique. Assistance must come with an agreed contract."
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