The cat slinked through the bars on the fence blocking the alleyway. There was a large generator inside so the humans tend to stay away from it as much as possible, making it an ideal place to stay for his little hideout. It was dark out, If you could call it that, the difference was hard to tell with the neon lights and electronic signs that made the Industrial District so appealing to the visually inclined and kept the nightlife so lively. He took a left and was immediately engulfed by the crowds of people walking to and fro. Walking between the mass of legs that he was so accustomed to had become an art, which he had refined with his years of street life. Street cat from head to tail he was, and now, this street cat was hungry. He was not in the mood for stalking anything right now, so his best bet was to go to the near-by seafood restaurant and see if he can hustle a few people into dropping a piece of fish for him.

After a few blocks he saw the large lighted fish shaped sign. a little outdoor Asian restaurant that specialized in seafood. He sniffed the air and immediately caught the scent of what seemed to be grilled bluefin tuna steak; his favorite. He followed the scent to a hooded figure sitting alone in one of the stools. Jugding by her shapely legs and skinny arms, she seemed to be a young woman, but most of her features were covered by the hoodie, so he wasn't able to see much...
Ah, well. He was here to eat, not to stare at human women. The food was in front of her, but she wasn't eating. If she wasn't eating it, the cat gladly would. He straightened up, and gently tiptoed over to the woman in that graceful way only cats can manage. To add to his appeal, he let aout a small mew and then began to purr and rub up against her legs. If she didn't think he was cute, then she would at least try to shoo him away, possibly throwing a piece of fish to lure somewhere else. Yet despite his attempts, there was absolutely no reaction. The woman was stock still. In fact the cat started to get a eerie feeling, a feeling that put his hairs on end. He jumped away from the woman, but there was nothing about her or anything around that would be of any danger...
What was that feeling?
The cat was no stranger to static, and just passed it off as him accidentally building up a charge. The feeling was gone he decided to dry again; Though as a precaution, He decided to maintain a safe distance from the woman.
This time he jumped up to the stool next to the woman and stared at her. He licked his maw and tilted his head slightly, looking at the fish, and at the woman.

"Mrrow" He said; hoping to call her attention, and yet again he got no response, she just stayed completely still staring at her food. a few flies had landed on it, yet she did not tried to scare them off or get them off in anyway. she just watched as the flies danced happily over the now cooling plate of fresh food. The cat continued to stare at the woman. The hood cast an impenetrable shadow over the woman's face. Again the cat thought nothing of it and tried again.

"Mrrowwww-" The meow was cut off by surprise. The woman suddenly snapped her head at his direction at a speed that should have broken her neck.
Was she asleep and he had scared her awake?
The woman then slowly lifted her hands to the hood and began to pull back. The feeling the cat had earlier was coming back. He wanted to run, but something was keeping him frozen in place.
The cats eyes widen when he began to see what was behind the hood. The face was that of a decrepit old woman. Her face was a mess of wrinkles that and her hair was in spots, but the worst part, the worst part of it all were her eyes.
In place of her eyes were two large mirrors. The cat stared at the mirrors, which reflected absolute terror. He was always afraid of mirrors for some inexplicable reason, but this was just unnatural. He jumped away from the woman and began to run, never stopping to look back. Where he was running to he didn't know, just... away. He ran into an alley and jumped into a dumpster. Why there he didn't know. But he just sat there and waited. shaking uncontrollably. He should have been wide awake. the shock keeping him completely alert, and he didn't run far enough to be tired out. Yet he was for some reason afflicted with some form of swift drowsiness, and before he could stop himself he was out cold.

He woke up on a cold floor. It was quiet. Unusually quiet, considering he was in the Industrial district... or was he? He stretched himself out and open his eyes. He was still in the dumpster, but it was completely empty, with no trash to speak of.

"Ugh... what happened out there?"

That cat flinched and looked around, searching for the speaker. There was a little bit of light shining into the dumpster, just enough to see he was alone... He sat quietly, waiting for the person to speak again. After about a minute of silence, he tried alerting the person of his presence, he opened his mouth to meow...

"Hello?"

This time he straight jumped. He figured out who the owner of the voice was, and that was what surprised him the most. The speaker was... Him.
Whats going on? He thought. Cats can't talk... He began looking around, seeing if somehow, someone was playing an elaborate trick on him. A futile attempt, he knew. How could some one fake his voice. He figured perhaps he could think more clearly outside, in some fresh air. He climbed up to the crack where the light was shining in from. Then he squeezed himself through. He let himself fall and landed on all fours.

Immediately he wished he didn't.

He looked around only to find himself in what he could consider Hell. Everywhere he looked was some sort of reflective surface, and on them was a distorted version of him. He recoiled immediately, letting out a feline shout. He immediately turned around, seeking refuge in the dumpster, only to smash into himself. Where the dumpster had been now stood another giant mirror, with the distorting mirror inflating his head giving him and evil, chesire cat-like grin.

"No." He said, as if trying to verbally reject what he was experiencing. He ran down the corridor of mirrors Trying to think why some sick twisted individual would put him in this situation. He the first corner he reached, only to find another corridor of mirrors.

"No!" He shouted, turning back and continuing down the Corridor from whence he came. Still not daring to look at his sides to avoid seeing more warped versions of himself.

As he ran a there was a light rumbling on the ground. Suddenly a large mirror erupted from the ground, brandishing a giant reflection of him which magnified his terror as much as his size. He skidded to a halt and stared at the massive yellow orange eyes staring down upon him. He began to tremble violently as his terror finally over took him.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" He shouted, backpedalling to try and get as far away from the mirror as possible. The reflection however did not move back, Instead, it took one smooth step forward out of the mirror. It's mouth contorted into a very feline smile.

"Now what do we have here?" Said the mirror cat as it stared down upon the cat in front of him. "Why do you run from me? Are you afraid?" He said, walking ever so casually over to the shivering cat. "It's funny, I always though that only mice-" The mirror cat suddenly and quickly dropped down low so as to look at the cat eye to eye "-were afraid of cats" He finished, licking its chops hungrily. The cat turned and began to run. It somehow gathered the courage to take a quick look back- only to find nothing. But despite this, He kept running. In his peripherals, He saw something running beside him, He looked to his side to see himself running beside him , in the mirror. He quickly looked away, continuing to run

"Tell me Jordan, What are you? Cat-" Said the mirror cat. The real cat identified himself as Jordan, though he never really had a name, the name Jordan seemed to belong to him. "-or mouse" continued the mirror cat. Jordan saw something from his peripherals again; a movement entirely different from the running that was there before, This time the movement was outward, as if growing. Jordan braved another look, only to see, in the place of a reflection, a large black panther running effortlessly, a black haze trailing behind it. Next to the sheer size of the panther, Jordan really did feel like a mouse. The panther jumped out of the mirror, and took its place behind Jordan and continued it's taunt "Predator? or Prey?" At prey the panther lunged for Jordan, Claws out. Jordan was already frantic, but now even more so. He looked back in horror as the panther closed in on him. Jordan continued to run without noticing he was about to run into a dead end. The panther had closed in on him, casting a deadly shadow that would surely be the last thing Jordan saw....

Then he was gone.

In fact everything was gone. Jordan panicked as he fell in an endless black void.

is this like, cat limbo or something He thought. He continued to fall when suddenly A bright light flashed into his eyes. He looked around to see where he was. He was still in the hall of mirrors that was for sure, but away from the panther. He was in standing in the shadow of a pillar. He looked around to see where he had come from, But he found no clue as to his location. But for now he was safe. And at this point that was all that mattered...

posted :)

Sorry about that Axel. Yeah, go ahead and do recent history as your intro. You don't have to do the nightmare scene we all did either, unless you wanted to.

I figure things will pick up once a holiday rolls around or something. ...Hopefully xD

Also, did you guys want to keep the 'day' segment going, or timeskip to another nightmare?

Oh ok, I think im gunna post my recent history as a intro post, Since it pretty much works. I asked double oh if that was cool, but he hasnt responded...

I will post soon! Yes this is active, just really slow XD

It is, it's just slow. I'll be putting my post up hopefully tomorrow. RL has just been chaotic!

Is this thing still going?

Hello everyone, I'm glad to be a part of this thing, and i hope this goes well! :)

@DoubleOhSolo- Btw what did you think of him, and as for my intro post, should I just CP my recent history to the IC?

I'll be posting soon aka either tomorrow or Monday now. I've had horrible writer's block and a short story competition deadline is coming up in which I hope to have finished and sent by Monday if luck is on my side. But I will have something up by then with Darius waking up :)

ok though I have some questions and what not, so ill read more thoroughly through the intro and pm you my questions, also excuse my grammar here, as my quality IC and OOC/chat are of two completely different qualities.

We're still active Axel! Its just going through a slow period now, with people transitioning back to school and all. Feel free to send in a character.

Is this RP active? And also I was hoping to join. It's been a while since I've had internet and all the RP's i was in have unfortunately Died... :'(

Hellooooo everyone. My internet is still getting cut for a week, but I thought one last post wouldn't hurt at all.. So here I am getting ready to post. Enjoy everything, I still hope that Solo won't kick me, but if that has to happen I completely understand. My post will be sometime this day.

Sora recoiled as his Shadow-self screamed at him, the tears in its eyes genuine… “I-I had no idea I repressed such emotions…” YES YOU DID…I wouldn’t be here if you were just oblivious…I exist because you made a conscious attempt to bury me… Sora stared at himself, in disbelief…

Suddenly he felt a small…sensation, and a small humming-bird landed on his shoulder, Hello. It seemed to tweet Great, now you can manifest your soul, great. You’ll probably use that as another excuse to ignore me…Oh well, that doesn’t matter for now…We’re out of time… “What do you mean?..” Sora asked as the blackness enveloped him…

BEEP, BEEP, BEEP

The sound of his alarm pierced through the darkness that had enveloped him, waking him in the ‘real’ world, he hoped at least…
He attempted to sit up, but a sudden pain in his side prevented that at first. He lay back down and, clutching his side this time, managed to sit forward, albeit rather painfully. “But, I was fine when I fell asleep, wasn’t I?..” He thought back to his dream, and how he hit into the wall at speed, “That…That was a dream…I think…”

He dragged himself to his feet, “I’ll need to get seen at the hospital…” He knew that he was in for a lecture when he got there, that was usually the case…

“Might as well get this over with…” He said as he pulled himself to his feet, slowly getting dressed. He knew that he wouldn’t get to school today…

On the way to the hospital, he walked by the library, and there was one word sloshing about in his head, Shadow…Shadow His inner voice seemed to whisper, “Okay…fine” He said himself, as he climbed the stairs to the library…

Okay, going to make an IC post today or tomorrow. I was hoping for more people to have posted IC to see who I could bump into but I'll leave that for people maybe wanting to bump into me or any of the NPC's that I'll have up and running about.

And Proc! That's no fun. I demand internetz now <3 I hope everything is okay though :( Miss you <3

AH! That...sucks Proc. I hope everything works out though, seriously. You're a huge part of this RP!

>...< Ack, Proclamation... well I hope whatever reasons they're for get resolved. I'll miss you if you can't stay here ^^"

<Sigh.> I'm sorry guys. I may not be able to be in this RP. Maybe we can work something out when my mom turns the internet back on, but we have to turn it off for a week, for personal purposes. It's not a grounding or anything. xDD I'm sorry Solo..

Sounds good ^_^ Looking forward to this :D

I actually perfer that you bump into at least a couple other characters 'today'.

I haven't decided how to finish off the day sequences of the RP yet, so for now we can all just agree on when we should timeskip to nightime. Sound good?