Character Chat!

Deathless_Lord · Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 9:43 pm Post subject:

"Oh fine" The second voice responded. You can almost hear the eye-roll. "Not that blowing the place up will do any good." There is the soft sound of footsteps coming up from the back but nothing to see.
Then suddenly a pair of ghostly figures appear about five feet away from Harriet. They start as a faint outline and fill in shape and form and feature but seem slihtly tranclucent and in mostly monochrome. There is a little colour here and there, in the eyes and clothing and so forth but overall the two seem like a silver-nitrate photograph somehow come to life.

The taller of the two is male, of indertiminate age, wearing battered jeans and a grey tee shirt with a white skull printed near his side. His pale hair is neatly trimmed just above his shoulders and his eyes seem to be faintly pink.

The girl is slightly shorter, with a sweet oval face framed by long silvery hair, fashionably feathered. She's wearing a pale a-line sundress, thick coppery bracelets and matching anklets. Her eyes seem to be green.
Both shades have multi-pierced ears and both are barefoot.

"Hi Stick." The male said cheerfully. His was the first voice they heard.
"Hey Sweetie!" The girl chimed in. "You should stop playing with the meat. It'll give you germs and make you sick."

Stick just sort of gaped at them. "But..." He managed after a moment. "But you dead. How come you talking to me. You not monsters gonna come and eat my face are you?" He'd give the the hairy eyeball and frown. He'd also move back closer to Harriet. He didn't know her that well but hey, shes alive!
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Havoc · Posted: Sat May 26, 2007 9:46 am Post subject:

Ysuwe: *looks up at Assirra* Hello. Welcome. I am Ysuwe, avatar of Maledici, goddess of fear.

Havoc: Wow, you're behaving yourself...

Ysuwe: *glares*

Havoc: Remember what I said about pravagen...

MEANWHILE:

Harriet: They're ghosts. They don't need food. You're safe kid. Besides, I'd be more afraid of material undead, like zombies, or worse, necroplics.
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Deathless_Lord · Posted: Sat May 26, 2007 4:06 pm Post subject:

The male would smirk. "Zombies? Pfft. Everyone know all you have to do is brain the damn things. Kill the head the body will die. Again. It's one of the few things the scriptwriters actually got right." He's run a hand through his hair and shake the bangs back, an unconsious gesture left over from life.
"Seriously though. Popcorn. Just because I happen to be dead doesn't mean I can't try to eat." He'd give Harriet the once over and his grin would get a little bigger.
The girl would give him an amused- if long suffering- glare and give him a good shot in the arm. "Hey! Married!" She's shake her head and smile. "I'm Vesli and this is my husband, Brenn. You've all ready met little Stick. You are?"

Stick would hide behind Harriet's legs, creeped out.

Brenn chuckled. "Watch your stuff around him. Kids a klepto. Not as bad as my cousin but, eh, he's young. Say, what's a necroplic?"
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Havoc · Posted: Sat May 26, 2007 4:27 pm Post subject:

Harriet: *quickly sees if anything is missing before looking back at the phantoms* Um... I'm Harriet. And a necroplic is an elf or drow who has died, and been reanimated through some means that is far different than typical reanimations. They have this dull-bluish grey skin and white hair and red eyes. They all have these traits. However, something they do not have is the weaknesses most undead do have, namely there is no necromancer or lich who can control them. They are sentient beings and have mastered necromancy far more than any living creature could ever hope to.

*she looks down at Stick* Matter of fact, because they live at the north pole, that is where we get some stuff from Santa Claus! *looks back at the parents* Seriously though. They are no one you wanna mess with. They've got all sorts of stuff. Magic, technology even a blending of the two.
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Deathless_Lord · Posted: Sat May 26, 2007 5:13 pm Post subject:

"No." Stick would frown and shake his head, crown bobbling. "Sandy claws is up at the north pole. Hes a bad man. He has gnomey slaves in a sweetshop."

Brenn pondered Harriet's description a moment then turned a dreadul shade of blueberry blue and his eyes, blood red. He'd grin, a quick flash of teeth then do a stiff zombie-lurch toward the boy "Yar! I am the Ebil Necroleptic, come for your SOUL! Boogabooga!!"

Stick would shriek and run for the door, cape flying out behind him like a flag. He'd zoom down the hallway, past the open closets, feet thumping on carpet with the master plan of locking himself in the bathroom.

"Brenn, you dork! You've scared him away!" Vesli would glare, hands on slim hips.
Brenn would return to his "normal" translucency, looking chagrined. Then he'd blink at Harriet, confused. "Wait. What did you say, just now?"
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Assirra · Joined: 25 May 2007 Posts: 5 Location: Here

Assirra: Who? *looks confused*

Me: *whispers* Not FR, my dear.

Assirra: Oh, right, right. For a moment there, I thought there was a god I didn't know about. *chuckles*

Me: *rollseyes* Arrogant much? *mumbles*

Assirra: *ignores me* Anyone who is an avatar of a Goddess of Fear is fine with me. *smirks a bit*
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Havoc · Posted: Tue May 29, 2007 11:39 am Post subject:

Harriet: *laughs* Necroplics don't come for people's souls. They actually act a lot like the living. They want to cleanse the world of life though as they think the world needs a new start. You can blame demonic entities for that, especially the pravagen. Now those guys, they'll come for your souls.

*****

Ysuwe: *nods* You're a servant of a death god, aren't you? The robes give it away. And your beauty is that not even Death could bring itself to take your life. At least not yet...
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Deathless_Lord · Posted: Thu May 31, 2007 1:22 am Post subject:

"AIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!"
Stick went dopplering back down the hall at warp speed, caromed off Tyrasir at roughly knee level and bounced back two feet, landing on his rump on the floor.
"BRENN'S Gonna eat my face! An' he turned BLUE an' they both DEAD I saws them die but they is talkin' to me! An'..." He would ramble on in that line for a little while with much frantic hand-waving and facial twitches and overall hyper quivering.

~*~
"Demons seem to have a fetish for soul-colleceting. Nasty creatures that they are." Vesli frowned and shook her head, a slippery silver wave of half-seen hair. "I supose thats one good thing about being dead: Brenn and I are already 'claimed'- so to speak- and have no need to worry over such things."
"Not that we really did when we were alive but, you know, it's always nice to be on the safe side of things." Brenn leaned back against the wall. He looked at the shattered and twisted metal door and smiled ruefully. "Bet the kid's halfway to China right now, screamin all the way."
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Havoc · Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 4:46 pm Post subject:

Harriet: *laughs* He's a bit of a handful... I take it you two were his parents?
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Deathless_Lord · Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 6:59 pm Post subject:

Vesli would raise an eyebrow and look at Brenn.
Brenn simply shrugged, a half smile on his translucent face.

"Ah. Um." Veslis began then stopped as if unsure what to say. "No. Stick... well as far as anyone knows is an orphan. He stowed away on a small merchant ship a couple years back. They were days out from Anwnn before anyone found him and by that point they really couldn't turn bak. The captain took a liking to him and kind of adopted him. We" She gestured between herself and Brenn quickly "knew this other elf, used to be in the military and helped us out a couple times when he really didn't have to. Turns out he's was the captains cousin and brought Stick to visit us from time to time."

"To keep him in touch with his dark elvin culture yadda yadda." Brenn chimed in. "We have a daughter, Llyra. My cousin C'liss and his fiance aadopted her after we died. She must be getting pretty big by now." His face had a trace echo of sadness in it. He shrugged again.
"You know you're wearing a tutu, right?"
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Havoc · Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 7:44 pm Post subject:

Harriet: *tears the thing off* It was to amuse the child. There's just too much bad stuff in the world right now and I think he was doing fine, before you put on the whole necroplic act...

Besides, he reminded me a tiny bit of someone else at that age...
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Deathless_Lord · Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 8:12 pm Post subject:

Brenn would flush under her sharp gaze. "What? I always liked horror movies and now that I'm dead I figured I might as well have a bit of fun with it. I mean: how many more times will I get the chance to chase somebody dripping ectoplasm and rattling chains?"

Vesli would face-palm and hide a chuckle. "I wouldn't worry about Stick. The kid's tough and has handled worse things then Brenn trying to look like a Willy Wonka Reject."

Annnd down the hall Stick would still be ranting incoherantly but his topic seemed to have gone a little astray and instead of the "Dead people want to eat my head" was now about "how squiggly worms tasted." Which may be an improvement... if only a slight one.
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Havoc · Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 10:37 am Post subject:

Harriet: *chuckles* Seems like a good kid. *motions to them* C'mon. I'm freezin' in here. *she heads for the door* So, what's it like being ghosts?
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Deathless_Lord · Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 3:40 pm Post subject:

The two shades would pause by the blasted door of the meat locker and look at each other. After a moment Brenn would bite his lower lip, close his eyes and catiously stick his foot into the hall.
Nothing happened.

"Brenn." Vesli smiled from her spot halfway down the hall. "She destroyed the wards when she blew up the door. C'mon."

"Oh." Brenn said, feeling a bit sheepish. He hopped lightly over the threshold and jogged to catch up. "Yes, of course."

The translucent pair's faint colour seemed to get a bit brighter and more lifelike once they were out of the freezer but both were still see-through. Indeed, closer inspecton would reveal they made no noise save when they spoke and cast no shadows. Neither of which is really surprising, just a little disconcerting.

"It's not so bad once you get used to it." Vesli shrugged gracefully. "Its kind of like being half asleep. You know things are happening around you, you can see and hear and feel but it doesn't always make sense. Like we both know that wall is there," She gestured "For you it's solid. For me I'd slip into it if I wasn't paying attention. It's... odd." Her hand would slide over and entwine with her husbnds unthinkingly.

"Its like we're slightly out of sync with the world." Brenn told Harriet thoughtfully. "Which is true because in more ways then one we're no longer of this world- or any other. A poet would say we're figments of Memory and Dream." He grinned, a quick flash of teeth and tucked a wisp of hair behind one insubstancial ear. "Its kinda neat."

Vesli would glance back at the ruined door. "You better get someone to put plywood over that or its going to get pretty nasty in here next day or two."
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al-Kahinat · Joined: 02 Jul 2007 Posts: 11 Location: Demonweb Pits

al-Kahinat: Where are you, seed of Satan. We have some conversation here.

Reaven: And why you think I would be interested, you spawn of Loviatar?

al-Kahinat: Because you are not talkative. You are priestess. You should say something before rest will speak for you.

Reaven: Oh, shut up you bastard of Kossuth. Dearest friends. I am new here, in this cloak. Yes, you have dirty dancefloor here. Clean it up and we can talk.