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Welcome to hell. How may I serve you?
Mon Aug 10, 2020 6:54 am
Ghost Freak
Yasuko Ishikura
Song: N/a STUFF - Artist: N/A STUFF - Words: N/A
She hadn't yet adjusted to this new lifestyle of hers and especially this form she now has. Algos wasn't kidding with this, demons looked at her curiously this wasn't a typical one they find.
With flowing black hair and chain around her throat jangled with every step, not to mention her dress stuck out like a sore thumb with the souls she collected earlier from the earth after the transformation still stuck with her. It seemed this new world has caused them to become overwhelmed there was so much grief everywhere she went..many souls waiting to be inhabited within her dress.
Examining the area she saw many demons were staring at her. If someone came into the demon world with Algos influence it wouldn't be strange at all, however, many religions viewed hell as this firey brimstone of eternal damnation and torture for sinners. But even the craziest of individuals had grief deep within their minds and it was too much for her.
Was life searching for her? Her heart advises her to stop here, peacefully. She's met so much, felt so much. Don't know how it influenced her. Someone has confessed love to me. She's found hope in it. A stone of hope in a mountain of despair. The girl just smirked as she looked up, they say once one has mastered being alone, one is ready for the company of others, that doesn't make it easy though. When everyone's life journey separated from her own, when the only heart beating belonged to me, it wasn't something most could take.
For there are days when the brain becomes a cold fire, perhaps that is what others call to panic, but when one is alone, who is she going to call? I guess the good news is that in time, after many unpleasant days, once are okay. Then she found joy again, or maybe it finds her until Algos showed her that one's journey can change, take on new and exciting paths.
This path she's chosen a new family, a home where she is accepted for who she truly is.
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Re: Welcome to hell. How may I serve you?
Wed Aug 19, 2020 8:07 pm
ENTER THE DREAMER
Artist: Carrotwine - Song: Dark Side Of The Road
She honestly wasn't sure why she was out and about - Maybe it was some desire to see those whom she yearned so terribly to care for. It wasn't like this was something new, she went for occasional dips into the populace of her world, her home, just something about this day felt oddly dreamlike and impulse-driven. Not a soul saw her as anything other than another face in the crowd, another being not worth noting.
She felt partially thankful of this, but at the same time a sense of drear hung at her heart, as this was only a further showcasing of how departed she was from her family, which was both good, and bad in several ways. Her standing was currently more equated to a bastard child's, her unwillingness to pose as a thing to be feared, yet difficulty in being able to pose as a being that would protect and guide others.
A hint of frustration snuck itself into her gate, feet pressing down harder than before, until something caught her attention - A whiff of her sister.
Her heart froze, illness shocked her, until she somewhat relaxed - It was far too weak to actually be her, and she'd definitely be turning many a head if she was actually here. Her body still trembled, swallowing ill feelings as she decided to turn her attention to whoever carried her stench, weaving through the crowd. Why did this person do something with her sister? Were they hurt? Were they scared? Concern hastened her movements as she hurried over to the source, stopping not too far away, eyes wide as she got a good look at the being she sought.
She didn't.. Seem in any off mood. Calypso only trembled, her blood icy as her feet glided along the paved ground, hand impulsively lashing out to grasp the woman's own, an oddly tight grip from the anxiety-wrought girl as she would seek to stop her,
"...A-ahh, uhm... Hello.. How are you today..?"
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