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The somewhat long-haired boy entered camp with a rather curious expression, as he took off the glove in which covered his mechnical hand. An odd story was behind his mechanical arm and leg, but he's never told anyone, and the only thing that did know was one of his creations whom leaked too much oil and exploded.
One of his other creations, in which he referred to as Zounsu, crouched behind him in a hunting stance as if stalking prey. "Tameyoshi," it growled, the Zounsu's voice being monotone and cold. "Is this thou camp?"
Distracted by messing with his hair braid, he blinked and looked over at the robot. "What?"
"Is this thou camp?"
"Oh, yeah. I thought I programmed you to call me Tame."
"Creator, you did, but I choose to call you Tameyoshi. Nicknames are for friends."
"What? So you aren't my friend?"
"Invalid, creator."
Tameyoshi Banshou, 16 years old. A creature, more human-like than anything magical, born in the magic realm. This boy specializes in alchemy, mysticism, and a variety of clairvoyant sciences of the ancient arts, to conduct experiments with his own abnormal powers to create a much stronger entity. He was a rather small boy, only being the height of 5'2, which in actuality was quite small for his age.
"What? Invalid?! What do you mean invalid?!"
"Invalid. Recharging..."
"..."
"Valid. Friendship acquired."
Tame's eyes went wide and glassy. "I forgot..to program you..to be my friend.."
"Invalid. Companionship only, pipsqueak."
"WHEN DID THAT GET IN THERE?!"
"I pick up knowledge. 99% percent of the people you recognize refer to you as the word pipsqueak. Definition: small and puny, mainly an insult."
"If you know it is an insult, then why do you say it?"
"Creator. I say it because it's your nickname."
Tame frowned.
"My nickname is Tame."
"Recalculating...Tame invalid."
"Excuse me?"
"Tame invalid. Refreshing.."
"Oh forget it you hunk of metal!"
Crossing his arms and walking all the way into the camp with his red cloak bulging behind him, the robotic creature padded next to the male. "Creator, where are we going?"
"I don't know. We'll find out when we find humans," he murmured.
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Broken glass at her feet forced her to catch her reflection. She was pretty for a zombie. The blood stained face still had odd beauty to it. Her blue eyes were more lively than anyone's she had ever seen. She didn't smell like decay, in fact, she didn't smell at all. She was ideal for a zombie, one of the luckier few.
But she still felt like less. Maybe the camp would be different. Maybe she would change. Or, it was likely, everything would stay the same and she would still be unwanted and unloved.
Walking further, she finally reached the camp, her black "UnderArmor" bag slung over her shoulders. She was wearing a white tank top, blue cargo pants, and desert colored combat boots. Her brunette hair was brushed out and in a perfect, sleek ponytail. Nervously, she glanced around.
The camp was quite. It seemed no one was there yet. She saw a cabin with a large board with papers posted up. She walked up to it and read over everything. Most was welcome signs and posts about activities. She noticed the on about archery and smiled. That was one thing she was vary vary good at. Her father had taught her a number of different fighting styles along with how to used a range of different weapons. Aira smiled then shook her head. No! That was not her life anymore. she was a normal girl now.
She then noticed a paper about rooms and thought she saw something about roommates. put her bag down and starting reading over most of the papers waiting for someone to find her. Other humans, Camp counselors or them....
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She was a bit OCD, and liked everything neat. Everything tidy. Everything in it's place. Which was what she didn't like about the camp. Humans and creatures shouldn't have mixed. Not everything was in it's place. It didn't make her happy, not at all.
For now, she'd avoid people. If she snuck up on anyone, human or creature, they'd jump. She was scary. So, she'd lurk where they'd spot her. Hopefully they wouldn't send a bullet through their head.
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She squents her nose and slings her bag of her shoulder as she walks to the girl cabin. "Nice." She saids to herself as she heads up the stairs seeing one for humans and one for creatures like her. She smells some type of perfume coming from the human's room and fans it away from her nose. She walks into her room and lays her bag in a empty bed.
She doesn't notice anyone seeing that she has her earbuds in and quickly walks out the room to go explore. She walks out not seeing anyone else so she starts to go to the lake to dip her feet in.
"Hey! Its nice to see someone else here." Aira said walked up to the girl trying to put on her best smile.
"Should I talk to her?" He asked his robotic companion.
"It is your choice, Tameyoshi."
Deciding to, the robot watched Tame run off towards the girl. Shaking it's head, it began making it's way towards the boy cabin to look for his room and bed and show Tame where to go. The yellow-haired boy wasn't exactly wonderful at directions.
Skidding to a half infront of the zombie girl, Tame put his hands behind his back and looked up. "I should speak to people while I'm here," he said, ignoring the fact she looked extremely scary. "Who are you? I'm Tameyoshi Banshou."
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"I'm Jacelyn Kar. Nice to meet you," she said, sticking out a cold, dead hand for him to shake and looking at the fear in his expression she often saw. She was beautiful but dead. She was a zombie.
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Just taking precautions, Tame gingerly took her hand and shook it, quickly breaking away and squeeing like a girl. "Wow, you're cold! Oh, and, not to be stereotypical or anything, it's just I'm a bit paranoid about a problem that happened recently, um, you won't eat my flesh limbs, right? I mean, you can eat my mechanical ones since I can always replace those, it's just I don't want to loose any more limbs." He asked in almost the form of a whimper.
He blinked his cat-like yellow eyes and awaited an answer, fiddling almost nervously with his red cloak in which he loved..a lot. "Sorry if I sounded like a stereotypical jerk, it's just I guess I'm a bit in a paranoia state, so cautious around my surroundings yet oblivious at the same time."
Instead she just smiled sadly at him, “Bye Petey” She leaned over and shut the door, obviously he wasn’t going to.
He walked away from the car and into the camp. It was terrifying. Yet... according to his mom, this couldn’t be nearly as bad as high school. In high school people called him a fairy, a fruitcake, words that he didn’t even like to think about. Here he just had to worry about being killed! Yes, that was so much better.
As he stepped through the thresh hold, Pee froze. A small, horrified sound escaped his lips and he backed up. There was a dead person only a few feet away from him. And it was talking to what appeared to be a boy. A boy that actually looked a little like Pete himself. This boy was small and blond like him, but his hair was shorter and he looked more like a boy. Plus he looked part robot. ...But at least he was alive.
Tameyoshi's gaze shifted as he heard a shrill sound, and was filled with excitement as he pumped his mechanical fist in the air. "Yes! I'm not the smallest anymore! IN YOUR FACE!" He yelled to the sky, his long braid swaying to the side, then he noticed the look on the boy's face. Or was it a girl?
"Hm?"
Walking over rather cautiously not to make her, or him, jumpy, he got a little closer to take in his appearance, and then he extended his hand. "Hello Miss! I'm Tameyoshi Banshou, the zombie girl over there is Jacelyn. She's quite nice, actually, for a zombie." Tame looked up a bit, then a stress mark appeared on his head.
"I'm still one inch shorter than you..AGH." Tame sighed, face-palming then looking at Pete. "Who are you?"
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She lets her wings out to let them breath. "Awww,there we go. No need to hide them around other-" She saids in her british voice as she flaps them abit just so she can hover a few seconds in the air before seeing a human.
"Hello there,I'm Abigail. And you all are?" She asks the other creatures not ingoring the human but saving him for last since she might not get along with him as much as the other.
"Oh,terrific." She saids under her breath as she cracks her neck and hands letting out a big cracking sound that a few birds fly away. She chuckles and bits her lip.
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Pete’s first instinct was to hide. There wasn’t only a zombie in front of him, but a boy who was quite obviously expecting him to do something, say something… touch his hand. He had never really understood the point of handshakes. Did touching someone automatically make you less likely to hurt them? And as for the second thought… he had just been called Miss.
"I'm still one inch shorter than you..AGH. Who are you?"
“I’m Pete” He said quietly, staring at the other boy’s hand and stuffing his own into his pockets
And that was when fate decided to screw with his brain again. A girl was now with them. A girl who had wings. This was almost more then Pete could handle. He froze, terrified. Birds where pretty, wings where pretty. In fact he liked birds, and theoretically, if a pretty girl or boy had wings, it would have just made them beautiful, right? Not right. Yes, this girl was pretty, but she was also terrifying.
He stood perfectly still, His eyes wide and full of fear. A zombie, a robot boy, and a bird girl… and the only thought that crossed his mind was that if they killed him... he just hoped it wouldn't hurt too much.
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Tame froze to hear trudging, and he turned to see his robotic contraption. "Well hello there, bud. Did you find our room?"
It nodded.
"Affirmative." It shifted it's head and looked up at Pete. The robot looked a bit intimidating, considering it was part lizard/dragon/jaguar and probably many more chimera hybrids.
"That's Pete. He's a human here." Tame looked over at Pete and noticed he seemed paralyzed, as if he was a statue.
"Are you okay dude?" Tame asked, shuffling over and resting a mechanical hand on his shoulder. "You should be. I won't hurt 'ya, atleast. I don't think they will either. Sure I'm half robot, but I'm nice." He said with a stupid grin.
"I don't think my robot will hurt you either. He's harmless, though he may look intimidating."
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"Hey, I'm Aira. It's nice to see some other people around here beside me." She said with a light wave of her hand. She came up and stood beside the smaller boy of the group.
They all looked harmless enough. Maybe this was a good idea after all...
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Looking up, he took into note that she seemed human. "Hello, I'm Tameyoshi. Preferably, I'd like to be addressed as Tame." Sighing shakily, he poked his head from behind her waist and looked up at the flying bird thing. "Are you an angel or something?"
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"Hello Aria,Tame,and Pete. Pleasure to meet you." She saids with a smile as messes with her short white hair. "Soooo,what are all you guys?" She asks with a raised eyebrow. I'm gonna guess. Let's see the smallest boy is umm,something. The other boy is a human,The zombie is well a zombie,and the other girl is....human by far.She thinks to herself as she messes with her small fingernails.
Maybe I should put my wings away She adds to her thoughts. She looks at all the other teenagers wondoring what they were thinking. After a few moments she decides to put her midnight black wings away. She clears her throat and cracks her back as her wings disappeared. "Um i'm not a bird. I'm a fallen angel,buddy." She adds leaning towards him before patting his head. "Sorry if I freaked you all out." She adds
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"Hngh," he grunted, his fear dying away as she sheathed her wings. The boy hopped out from behind the human girl, and had to look up to see practically everybody, except Pete. He only had to look up a little bit.
Climbing onto his companion's back, he sat down and grinned idioticly. "Yes. Now I can get in eye level..with most of you. I think." He stretched his mechanical and his flesh arm, yawning and looking to the side at the forest. "Fallen angels, okay. Not a bird. I think I'm okay," he said with a bit of relief, his gaze getting distracted and shifting towards Abbigail.
"Oh, me? I'm a wiccan. You know, wizard-witch type people whom do like, experiments with magic and rituals? I also enjoy alchemy, so I'm also an alchemist. I'm connected with spirits basically."
He blinked his yellow eyes and began messing with his braid.
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"Well, it's nice to meet you guys. I'm human." She said proudly looking around for anyone just arriving.
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"Nope,not a bird. Beside birds freak me out with their little beady eye. Ugh" She saids shaking. "Freaky, anyway cool. By the way,nice cover behind the human girl." She adds as she sees a small duck. "Ugh,hate ducks." She comments before the duck waddles towards them.
"Shoo." She saids as she tries to scare away the duck by shooing her arms away. Hey,I want to scare him not kill him She thinks as the duck starts to fly away. She lets out a small yelp and covers her mouth quickly after.
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