Little Horror (Duvemes x Wolfblackthorne)
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				Title: <strong>Little Horror (Duvemes x Wolfblackthorne)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Duvemes</strong> on <strong>20-05-2015, 20:44:00</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size">WARNING: This roleplay is a horror roleplay that will contain graphic material. Not for the faint of heart.</span></div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Side Note</div><div class="spoiler_body"> I am working on an original art piece to represent Xia, my character, to give a visual of the way I envision her. </div></div><br>Xia roamed through the alleyways, her movements slow and jerky as though internally she were clockwork. Her throat and lower legs were speckled with a black substance that most didn't notice. Her dark hair fell over the eye holes in her mask which covered the rest of her face wholly. Jerking her head to the side, her gaze fixated on a homeless young woman, appearing to be approximately twenty-three years of age. Tilting her head to the side and grinning behind her mask, she turned her body and moved toward the woman. "Oh, hello little girl... Is everything alright?" The woman spoke softly, unsure of the girl and her movements. "Are you lost?" Xia kept silent, moving closer and closer to the woman until she was a mere foot away. The woman shrank back from her a little but did her best not to appear frightened. "Look what you made me do..." This phrase could be heard in a throaty, almost growling whisper from behind Xia's mask. The woman looked up at Xia from the ground, whispering almost horrified, "W-what?! I didn't do anything to you!" Again, "Look what you made me do..."<br><br>A scream is heard from the alleys, but in this town that is nothing out of the ordinary, it goes unnoticed. A little girl dressed in black with her hair covering her face is seen exiting the alley, but none go near her. In fact they all avoid her. As though they can feel the evil emanating from her small frame. Xia hears someone singing in a bar nearby. Her jerking moves carry her over near the bar, standing just beneath an open window, listening, standing completely still as though she is a statue. She remembers the song being sung from a long time ago and it seems to strike a chord within her very being. She stays, standing immobile, until a child walking with his mother approach her. She doesn't hear them speaking at first, so intently focused on the song floating out through the window. "Are you alright?" The words shatter the spell, Xia snapping her head toward the boy's mother. A low, nearly inaudible growl escapes her throat and she turns quickly, betraying her own body as she moves as smoothly as a feline, her small lithe body leaping through the air and running down the alley, blending into the shadows. No one knows why, but she wouldn't harm the child. Any child for that matter. Not even she knows why.<br><br>A woman stumbles out of the alleys, her face covered with a rag as she struggles onward, seeming to search for something. But then, there it is. A discarded Mardi Gras mask. She picks it up and for a moment her face is visible. Anyone looking would have seen impossibly pale skin, and black eyes. No. Not eyes. Holes. As though someone had plucked the eyes right out of her skull. A black, ink like substance oozed from her empty eye sockets, nose, and mouth which wasn't quite shaped right. But before you could have seen why, the mask covered her face. Pulling her hair from the bun at the back of her head, she covered the eye holes of the mask. Turning, she stumbled jerkily back into the alleys and sat in the shadows, waiting silently. <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Little Horror (Duvemes x Wolblackthorne)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfblackthorne</strong> on <strong>20-05-2015, 21:14:53</strong>
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				"Why?! Why me?!"&nbsp; Kip swore as the bus that was supposed to take him home left him in the dust. His head hung low. Today had been the worst day ever. First, he had found that his car would not start. He had tinkered with it but not being mechanically inclined, he could find no plausible reason for it. He had then been forced to walk five miles in the humid morning sun to the bus stop to get to work. The bus ride was tolerable. He had thought his woes ended there but he was wrong as soon as he got to his office.<br><br>Somehow the files he had been working on had disappeared from his computer and in a drastic&nbsp; move to save his job, he had to reenter all the information himself, which took him into most of the afternoon.&nbsp; He had almost missed lunch which was at that point, the high point of his day. He had ordered a sandwich delivery&nbsp; but even that was ten minutes late. Kip had scarfed down as much sandwich and chased it down with soda as fast as he could before he had to run to got back to his desk. He was in such a rush that he forgot he had mustard and mayonnaise stains on his face and shirt. It wasn't until his boss, Mr Peppernichol said something about his unkempt appearance did he realize it.<br><br>Kip had apologized and excused himself to go to the bathroom to wash up. But the mustard stains had gone right through and refused to come out of his blue work shirt. Kip returned embarrassed to his desk where he continued to work on office documents until it was time to go home. Thankfully, nothing had gone wrong until he remembered he had no ride home. Kip sighed and collected his briefcase and trudged out of the office doors to a bus stop on he corner. The air was hot and humid even though it was getting close to evening. He was sweaty and could smell his odor by the time the bus showed up forty five minutes later to pick him up.<br><br>Kip sat at the back of the bus and set his brief case over his lap. The bus was not too full that evening, though he got a few stares from its occupants as he made his way to his seat. The ride was not too terribly long and before he knew it, he was standing on another corner. Unfortunately, the bus he needed to take to get the rest of the way home had already taken off, leaving him stranded. Kip started to walk along the sidewalk having no other choice. He held his brief case low in one hand as he trudged on, aware that he was in the bad part of town still. It would be just his luck to get mugged, he thought. Or worse.<br><br>He passed several alleyways as he went. He kept his head down and didn't say anything to the few passersby that there was. When he checked his watch, he found that an hour and a half had gone by. He looked up to the sky and found it had gotten noticeably darker. It would be night soon. His feet hurt and he was tired but he did not relish being out on the streets at night. Kip sighed, and continued&nbsp; on. His path took him past a few more alleys as he neared his neighborhood. It wasn't until he had turned the corner&nbsp; and walked up on an old house&nbsp; did he feel he was being watched. Hairs stood up on his neck. He stopped and searched for the source of the&nbsp; awkward feeling.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Little Horror (Duvemes x Wolblackthorne)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Duvemes</strong> on <strong>21-05-2015, 17:16:33</strong>
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				Xia wandered around the dark town, passing alley after alley, headed to the place she had come to call 'home' in a way. It was where she passed the daylight hours in silence, by herself. She encountered two more people who received the same treatment as the woman from before, though with less passion on Xia's part. The song from the bar kept replaying in her head. <br><br>She walked along the sidewalk, her feet subconsciously avoiding uneven pavement and cracks as she kept going on and on. She'd walked several miles since meeting the child and she wanted to keep going, but it would be daylight before long and she needed to be inside. Her shoes made a light clicking noise against the pavement with each step, until she stopped suddenly. <br><br>She turned on her heel and bolted up the steps to her side, running around the back of the house and crawling into a small hole she had dug out into the basement. She went upstairs, slipping off her mask and tugging her hair down as she went to the top of the two story house, climbing out a window and up onto the roof, her petite frame silhouetted by the moon.<br><br>Humming the tune from before to herself, Xia watched the few people pass by the house without noticing her, until one, and she found herself unable to look away from him. She watched him slow, and turn to look up at the house. She didn't move, that would have alerted him to her presence there, but if he saw her, what would she do?<br><br>She watched the man's face scanning the dark windows, and leaned forward slightly. When she leaned, her foot moved and knocked a small piece of shingle from the roof. She cursed inwardly and sat still, looking for any sign that he saw her now, her mask gripped tight in her hand in case she had to go after him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Little Horror (Duvemes x Wolfblackthorne)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfblackthorne</strong> on <strong>21-05-2015, 18:58:05</strong>
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				Kip looked upon the dilapidated house as he rested. The house didn't seem to be occupied and it showed. The lawn was overgrown with weeds that grew up around a rusted and in some places, leaning iron fence. Green ivy or some sort of plant covered part of the front of the house like an invading army. Some of the shutters on the windows looked like there were about to fall off. The blue paint on the house was faded and Kip could see a crack leading up from the ground level along one of its walls. The house was large but it seemed very empty and old. <br><br>Kip looked up to the sky and saw that it was getting darker. He still had two streets to walk before he got home and he did not want to be caught alone out here with no protection. He sighed and turned away from the house to renew his seemingly never ending walk home. He tried to change his thoughts to those of a nice warm shower or his soft bed that was waiting for him when he got there.<br><br>Kip took a step away but then saw a flicker of something move in the shadows. He looked back quickly, seeing only a glimpse of something out&nbsp; of one of the&nbsp; higher windows. He squinted in the dark but found nothing. He thought perhaps he heard a faint sound but he wasn't sure. I'm just tired. The night is playing tricks on me, he thought. Just tricks in the night. Nothing else. Though he still felt like something was watching him , he ignored it as just his nerves.Kip shook his head and turned his vision back to the sidewalk and began walking the way home.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Little Horror (Duvemes x Wolfblackthorne)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Duvemes</strong> on <strong>21-05-2015, 19:41:58</strong>
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				As the man walked away, Xia climbed down from the rooftop, landing with a soft thud on her feet. She moved silently to the sidewalk and followed the man at a distance. She found herself wanting to know him, and not the way she knew the others. She followed him, making sure he stayed safe, having replaced her mask she kept to the shadows.<br><br>While she walked, she resisted the urge to hum the song that was currently clouding her mind. She followed him around a curve, keeping her distance, when she saw another man coming up toward the man. Her hands balled into fists as the new face got closer and closer to the one she followed. She could feel the malicious intent rolling off him in waves. <br><br>Seeing the glint of metal in the moonlight near the man's hand, Xia shot forward, coming up behind the one she was following and around him, pushing the other to the ground with her considerable strength. She pinned him, standing with her foot pressed to his throat, so that he was forced to drop the knife in order to try and move her. He did not succeed. <br><br>She turned slightly, making sure to keep her face hidden in shadow as she looked up at the one she was following. The man beneath her foot stopped struggling, but her foot remained planted in his throat. She wanted him dead for threatening the other man's life, and she couldn't possibly fathom why. She stood silent, waiting.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Little Horror (Duvemes x Wolfblackthorne)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfblackthorne</strong> on <strong>21-05-2015, 20:09:11</strong>
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				Kip walked on, his feet making soft thud on the pavement. He didn't notice the man coming up to him until he was almost close enough to see a face. The man was wearing dark clothes and it was hard to tell his expression due to lack of light. But kept going thinking this was just another person, who like him, had been forced to walk to get to where they needed to be. Kip thought he saw the man's hand move but then&nbsp; suddenly the other man was no longer in front of him.<br><br>Confused, Kip stopped and looked around. He saw what looked like a small figure standing over something else in the shadows, but the night was too heavy and without light, it was really hard to tell at all. Kip thought he heard a grunt or groan come from the shadows and froze where he was. He could feel eyes on him but he couldn't tell who or what was watching. He listened for the noise again but there was nothing but silence. <br><br>Kip felt a shiver run down his spine that began to grow into a cold knot in his gut but he couldn't understand why. He saw a road sign up ahead and saw he was actually closer to home than he realized. He walked by where the noise had come from, his eyes glancing to where he though&nbsp; the feeling was coming form. He thought he saw the small figure again but he quickened his step, feeling the urge to get home&nbsp; hasten his&nbsp; pace. He turned another corner and saw that this street was close to his. Almost home, he thought. Just have to get there&nbsp; and I'll be fine.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Little Horror (Duvemes x Wolfblackthorne)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Duvemes</strong> on <strong>21-05-2015, 20:30:12</strong>
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				Xia held fast to the man on the ground until his heart stopped beating. Then she followed where she had seen the other man go, keeping a safe distance behind him. She stayed close, making sure to steep when he did to keep him from hearing her behind him. She had seen him look directly at her but walk away.<br><br>Xia wasn't used to the lack of ability in humans. All of Xia's senses were heightened, her strengths, she had almost no weaknesses, and no enemies except the humans fear of the unknown. So long as she stayed in the shadows, she could do as she pleased. And she liked it that way. No one telling her to stop, or that she should be kind. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Little Horror (Duvemes x Wolfblackthorne)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wolfblackthorne</strong> on <strong>21-05-2015, 20:46:58</strong>
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				Kip kept walking convinced even more the night was toying with his mind. The was, he kept telling himself, he was tired and the heat combined with the stress of the day was wearing him down. That was it. Nothing more to it, he told himself as he walked down the street then stopped at a stop sign. He took a left and entered his neighborhood. He still felt as though he was being watched by something but the feeling faded as he walked under a street lamp. He was glad he was finally someplace familiar. He passed the familiar green and white sign that had the neighborhoods name on it. "The Wood's Edge" shone in deep green letters&nbsp; under a lamp light as he passed it and headed up another sidewalk towards his house.<br><br>Kip passed by a white picket fence of one of his neighbors. His tiredness had slowed him a bit but he was relieved when he saw his house was two houses down. Kip renewed his efforts and soon he was overlooking his fine trimmed front yard and the white siding of his one level home.&nbsp; He walked along the&nbsp; stone walkway that cut his lawn in half to his front door. Rich red shutters framed a window on each side of the door and his driveway was neatly paved. The familiar sighs refreshed him and as he got his keys from his pocket, he recalled the thought of a nice warm bed. Kip unlocked the door and stepped inside. Soon he could soothe his aching feet and actually rest. His broken down car could wait until morning. As he opened the door, his orange and white&nbsp; cat, buster meowed and zoomed though the opening into the yard beyond. Kip shook his head and went inside, content with the knowledge he'd made it&nbsp; home.
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