Introduction
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"Listen with your soul, not just your ear's. Feel the Musicks, they reside within the sound, you have to look for them. Only the power of the Conductor's can lead them into our world."
Music, sound, noise, harmony, the four component's of the Sanus Bellum, the Sound War.
An evil force called Noise, made up of all the negativity and chaos of the world. The negative emotions and expressions that create disorder have become entities that threaten our existence. They move through our world without us even noticing them, but they are the reason for most of the world's recent problems. Strange weather, pollution, crime outbreaks. Lately they have been attacking humans, stealing their life force and simply leaving husks. Comatose humans, waiting for the sound to re-enter their bodies.
But hope is not lost, a group of warrior's know only as Composers have risen up to fight the darkness. From birth they were very sensitive to the noise around them. They could see, feel, touch, interact with the sound. To them sound was something more than it could ever be for us, it was life. They could see that everyone's souls had a certain tone, a beat, a frequency, unique only to them. They could see the noise inside of peoples heart's distorting their soul. Noise creature's would often attempt to attack them so to protect themselves composer's learned to manipulate sound. They imbued their soul into the fabric of sound, and created Echoes. Beings of sound that are in complete harmony with their souls. They become life partner's to the composer and fight to eliminate Noise.
Grand Metropolis is the world center for music, it is also the biggest city in the world. With 47 million, citizen's it has become a life spring for music and art, as well as crime. Here is where the world will come to an end. That is if the composer's cannot put an end to the Noise.
As a composer you wear special Noise canceling headphones that make you deaf to regular sound. Once you are deaf you can open your sense to the Sound realm, and interact with it, only then can you use the power's of your Echo, fight Noise, and look into other people's souls. When your are deaf to the regular world, the world returns the favor, people will not acknowledge your existence until you return to the regular world and take off your head phones.
ECHOES
A literal life form composed of your soul and sound. They become stronger when around Music, depending on the music your character likes. And your affinity. Sound gives the Echoes power, that sound is picked by the composer. Depending on the affinity certain sounds can either weaken or strengthen the Echo. For Example when near a factory the composer would have to make sure they focused only on certain sounds that made a rhythm that was either Harmonic, or Discordant (sounds very chaotic).
Music is the strongest most influential power in the Sound Realm. When something is played with positive emotions it favors someone with
Harmonic affinity. When something is played with negative emotion, it favors the Noise.
AFFINITY
There are two sides that you can choose to join.
Noise: The noise destroys harmony so that "Pure" sound can exist. It is very powerful.
Only those who have grown tired of the filth that humanity creates, or those who have accepted that humanity is a plague join up with the noise. Their Echo will always glow with a strange static like aura.
Harmony: Sound can come together in a manner that creates Harmony. Harmony can happen with any sound, because it is so flexible it can even overpower Noise. But it takes a talented composer to gather the right sounds.
CHARACTERS
Description.
Name:
Age:(All ages encouraged)
Appearance:(Physical)
Clothes:(Be creative, have your outfit be somewhat extraordinary. Think fashionable anime char.)
Headphones:(describe your lifelines to the sound Realm.)
Personality.
Alliance:(Noise or Harmony)
(I understand that this can be hard sometimes, so if it helps simply write a list of your character's MOST outstanding personality traits.
Both positive and Negative.)
Likes:
Dislikes:
Equipment.
Echo Name:(Name your little, or big companion here)
Info:(This is where you will describe your Echo, they are your symphonic partners. They all look like some sort of animal, made out of black tattoo's. They glow a certain color depending on your soul.)
Musiks: (These are the abilities your Echo grants you, you get two, one weapon, one support. EX. Turns into a sword and shield, allows for incredible regeneration. EX2. Creates a gauntlet around arm, can use fire-like sound to fight. Remember all of these powers exist only in the realm of sound, they will have no direct effect on the physical world.)
History.
(pretty basic just give a short, or long background of your character and include how you met your Echo.)
"Listen with your soul, not just your ear's. Feel the Musicks, they reside within the sound, you have to look for them. Only the power of the Conductor's can lead them into our world."
Music, sound, noise, harmony, the four component's of the Sanus Bellum, the Sound War.
An evil force called Noise, made up of all the negativity and chaos of the world. The negative emotions and expressions that create disorder have become entities that threaten our existence. They move through our world without us even noticing them, but they are the reason for most of the world's recent problems. Strange weather, pollution, crime outbreaks. Lately they have been attacking humans, stealing their life force and simply leaving husks. Comatose humans, waiting for the sound to re-enter their bodies.
But hope is not lost, a group of warrior's know only as Composers have risen up to fight the darkness. From birth they were very sensitive to the noise around them. They could see, feel, touch, interact with the sound. To them sound was something more than it could ever be for us, it was life. They could see that everyone's souls had a certain tone, a beat, a frequency, unique only to them. They could see the noise inside of peoples heart's distorting their soul. Noise creature's would often attempt to attack them so to protect themselves composer's learned to manipulate sound. They imbued their soul into the fabric of sound, and created Echoes. Beings of sound that are in complete harmony with their souls. They become life partner's to the composer and fight to eliminate Noise.
Grand Metropolis is the world center for music, it is also the biggest city in the world. With 47 million, citizen's it has become a life spring for music and art, as well as crime. Here is where the world will come to an end. That is if the composer's cannot put an end to the Noise.
As a composer you wear special Noise canceling headphones that make you deaf to regular sound. Once you are deaf you can open your sense to the Sound realm, and interact with it, only then can you use the power's of your Echo, fight Noise, and look into other people's souls. When your are deaf to the regular world, the world returns the favor, people will not acknowledge your existence until you return to the regular world and take off your head phones.
ECHOES
A literal life form composed of your soul and sound. They become stronger when around Music, depending on the music your character likes. And your affinity. Sound gives the Echoes power, that sound is picked by the composer. Depending on the affinity certain sounds can either weaken or strengthen the Echo. For Example when near a factory the composer would have to make sure they focused only on certain sounds that made a rhythm that was either Harmonic, or Discordant (sounds very chaotic).
Music is the strongest most influential power in the Sound Realm. When something is played with positive emotions it favors someone with
Harmonic affinity. When something is played with negative emotion, it favors the Noise.
AFFINITY
There are two sides that you can choose to join.
Noise: The noise destroys harmony so that "Pure" sound can exist. It is very powerful.
Only those who have grown tired of the filth that humanity creates, or those who have accepted that humanity is a plague join up with the noise. Their Echo will always glow with a strange static like aura.
Harmony: Sound can come together in a manner that creates Harmony. Harmony can happen with any sound, because it is so flexible it can even overpower Noise. But it takes a talented composer to gather the right sounds.
CHARACTERS
Description.
Name:
Age:(All ages encouraged)
Appearance:(Physical)
Clothes:(Be creative, have your outfit be somewhat extraordinary. Think fashionable anime char.)
Headphones:(describe your lifelines to the sound Realm.)
Personality.
Alliance:(Noise or Harmony)
(I understand that this can be hard sometimes, so if it helps simply write a list of your character's MOST outstanding personality traits.
Both positive and Negative.)
Likes:
Dislikes:
Equipment.
Echo Name:(Name your little, or big companion here)
Info:(This is where you will describe your Echo, they are your symphonic partners. They all look like some sort of animal, made out of black tattoo's. They glow a certain color depending on your soul.)
Musiks: (These are the abilities your Echo grants you, you get two, one weapon, one support. EX. Turns into a sword and shield, allows for incredible regeneration. EX2. Creates a gauntlet around arm, can use fire-like sound to fight. Remember all of these powers exist only in the realm of sound, they will have no direct effect on the physical world.)
History.
(pretty basic just give a short, or long background of your character and include how you met your Echo.)
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Clouds covered most of the sky, hugging the tips of the tallest buildings in Grand Metro. The lights of neon advertisements shining pleasantly on the clouds, dancing silhouettes of greed and false promises. Travis was standing on top of a communications tower for some cellphone company. The light on his headphones pulsed blue, showing that he was no longer paying attention to the simplicities of regular life. The sound realm stretched out in front of him, a world completely unseen by regular folks. Cobalt was standing by his side, calm and silent as he often was. Travis took a deep breath he was standing on the edge of the building, below him was a six hundred foot drop to cold pavement. He let gravity take him, falling slowly at least in his mind. He landed with a soft tap, Cobalt had slowed him down before he landed.
"I really wish you would stop doing that." Said the Azure wolf.
"Don't worry I know you'll be there to catch me." Travis chuckled softly.
"What would happen to you if I wasn't?"
"Kind of hard for you to not to be, you have part of my soul after all. If i die so do you."
"You are quite lucky that I am fond of you, your attitude might rub some folks the wrong way."
Travis began to walk down the side walk, weaving in between the grayed out faces of the regular world. Only the color's of their soul frequency, beating to it's own unique rhythm.
"I wonder what we'll find today." he said smiling as the smooth beating of joyous hearts came into view, something good was happening.
"I really wish you would stop doing that." Said the Azure wolf.
"Don't worry I know you'll be there to catch me." Travis chuckled softly.
"What would happen to you if I wasn't?"
"Kind of hard for you to not to be, you have part of my soul after all. If i die so do you."
"You are quite lucky that I am fond of you, your attitude might rub some folks the wrong way."
Travis began to walk down the side walk, weaving in between the grayed out faces of the regular world. Only the color's of their soul frequency, beating to it's own unique rhythm.
"I wonder what we'll find today." he said smiling as the smooth beating of joyous hearts came into view, something good was happening.
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"Where're you going?" A shorter, more masculine version of myself asked as the I moved to draw open the front door to the small family home. My hand froze on the knob, and I turned suspiciously to my little brother, whose green eyes gave him a hard, piercing look. "Mom told me that I'm not supposed to let you leave the house until you clean up after your animals. She said that you're the one who insists on running a zoo in here, so it's your responsibility."
"Yeah, yeah; I know what Mom told you. Just do me a favour and be quiet," I hissed, turning my back on him. I could hear the way he shifted his weight and crossed his arms. I knew he was pouting. He drew breath. I had to cut him off before this got nasty. "If you say anything to her, I'll tell her all about Vincent."
"Vincent?" Kaida made a face, tilting his head slight. "I don't know what you're talking about."
I smirked, devilishly. "He's your boyfriend."
"He's not my boyfriend!" He had snapped almost instantly. I love little brothers.
I coiled myself, ready to spring as I turned the door handle, ready to make my escape. "I know a nosy diary-reading kitty that says otherwise!"
"Venus, you—" Kaida made a lunge for me, but I ducked away and out the door before he could lay a hand on me. I booked it down the street, turning only slightly when I was almost out of ear range, a quiet intersection in the suburbs of Grand Metropolis. The infuriated redhead stood seething on the doorstep; he definitely lived up the stereotype! "Don't bother coming back, Venus! I'm locking the door!"
"Alright, thanks for the warning!" I called back, pulling my house key from the pocket of my black jean jacket and holding it up for Kaida to see as I walked off down the street. Once he had gone back inside, I put my key away and pulled out my headphones, if only to look good. Someone had swiped my most lethal weapon about two weeks ago, and I had finally worked up enough money to buy a new one. An iPod, that is. I was headed that way now.
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The streets of the city were crowded and loud. Though usually a loud person, myself, I hated noise. The unrythmic beating of peoples' shoes on the cement, talking amongst eachother or on their cellphones, the restless chatter of the people who sat idle in the cafes I passed.... It was too much. To block it out, I turned my headphones on, and suddenly I was at ease. I grinned, as if I could hear my favourite song, and I imagined it loud in my ears as I headed toward a small electronics store just a few blocks from here.
"Yeah, yeah; I know what Mom told you. Just do me a favour and be quiet," I hissed, turning my back on him. I could hear the way he shifted his weight and crossed his arms. I knew he was pouting. He drew breath. I had to cut him off before this got nasty. "If you say anything to her, I'll tell her all about Vincent."
"Vincent?" Kaida made a face, tilting his head slight. "I don't know what you're talking about."
I smirked, devilishly. "He's your boyfriend."
"He's not my boyfriend!" He had snapped almost instantly. I love little brothers.
I coiled myself, ready to spring as I turned the door handle, ready to make my escape. "I know a nosy diary-reading kitty that says otherwise!"
"Venus, you—" Kaida made a lunge for me, but I ducked away and out the door before he could lay a hand on me. I booked it down the street, turning only slightly when I was almost out of ear range, a quiet intersection in the suburbs of Grand Metropolis. The infuriated redhead stood seething on the doorstep; he definitely lived up the stereotype! "Don't bother coming back, Venus! I'm locking the door!"
"Alright, thanks for the warning!" I called back, pulling my house key from the pocket of my black jean jacket and holding it up for Kaida to see as I walked off down the street. Once he had gone back inside, I put my key away and pulled out my headphones, if only to look good. Someone had swiped my most lethal weapon about two weeks ago, and I had finally worked up enough money to buy a new one. An iPod, that is. I was headed that way now.
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The streets of the city were crowded and loud. Though usually a loud person, myself, I hated noise. The unrythmic beating of peoples' shoes on the cement, talking amongst eachother or on their cellphones, the restless chatter of the people who sat idle in the cafes I passed.... It was too much. To block it out, I turned my headphones on, and suddenly I was at ease. I grinned, as if I could hear my favourite song, and I imagined it loud in my ears as I headed toward a small electronics store just a few blocks from here.
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Victor walked down the sidewalk the sound of people talking on their cell phones, people yelling for taxis and crying children bombarded his eardrums. He was about to put on his headphones when he heard the beautiful sound of construction. He looked up and saw that his father’s company building was being worked on. The sound of drilling was so rhythmical, the sound of all the tools were in such harmony. He found himself using his hands like a conductor as the sounds began to change their pitch. He ran into the building and as he ran past the security desk he heard the guard say “Good evening, sir.” Victor nodded and got on the elevator and pressed the button for the top floor, he then took a keycard out of his pocket and placed it in a slot and the elevator doors closed.
When he reached the top floor he got out and as he walked out of the elevator the small crowd that was waiting to get on parted. It was like he was royalty and these people were his subjects. Yet he paid them no mind, he walked to the window and pressed his ear to the class. He could feel the vibration from the tools that were pounding and drilling their way into the building. Victor ran to the staircase and ran up the stairs, he reached the roof and he then opened the door and a gust of wind brushed against his face. It gave him a slight chill, but he didn’t let it bother him. He walked to the edge of the building, there was a fence around it so no one could fall off. He leaned himself against the fence closed his eyes and listened to the construction sounds, it was like a beautiful symphony to him. He pretended to conduct the sounds with his hands and he then heard someone say “Having fun?” He opened his eyes and saw his father’s assistant staring at him, she smiled at him and he smiled back. She then said “your father is in his office, if you want to see him.” Victor shook his head and said “that’s ok, I want to stay out her for a while.” She nodded and said “I thought you might say that, so I brought you this.” She pulled a case from behind her back and handed it to Victor, he then smiled and said “wait, where did you get this?” She looked at the case and said “ you left it here the last time you went to your father’s office.” Victor opened the case and pulled out a Violin, he smiled at his father’s assistant and said “thank you.”
She kind of blushed and said “well go ahead and play it, I love hearing you play.” Victor tuned the Violin and then he began to play, he used the rhythm of the construction tools to go along with his Violin. He closed his eyes and let the music flow through him, he was playing a song that spoke to his soul. As he played he could feel Amati becoming happy. It sounded like an orchestra to Victor, it was a beautiful symphony just for him. When he finished his song, his hair was a mess from the wind blowing through it. He placed the Violin back in the case and then picked it up and his father’s assistant said “that was beautiful, you should play it for your father later.” Victor shook his head and said “I think that would be a bad idea. His father’s assistant nodded and said “you may be right, well I have to get back to work, but make sure you say goodbye before you head home.” Victor nodded and watched the young woman walk down the stairs, he then closed the door and put on his headphones. He entered the sound realm, he watched as Amati flew down from the sky and landed right in front of him. He placed his hand on her head and she said to him “that was a beautiful piece you just played.” Victor nodded and said “I wonder if my mom would have enjoyed it.” Amati placed her forehead against his and said “I’m sure she would have enjoyed it as much as I did.” Victor patted Amati’s head and then jumped on her back and said “I need to go for a ride, I want to feel the wind through my hair.” Amati smiled and said “well hang on tight.” she let her golden brown wings spread out and she then flapped them. She went high into the air and then she dove down, with her wings pressed in letting gravity speed her up, Victor’s hair flapped as the wind grazed through it. Amati then let her wings out and slowed down and glided on the air.
When he reached the top floor he got out and as he walked out of the elevator the small crowd that was waiting to get on parted. It was like he was royalty and these people were his subjects. Yet he paid them no mind, he walked to the window and pressed his ear to the class. He could feel the vibration from the tools that were pounding and drilling their way into the building. Victor ran to the staircase and ran up the stairs, he reached the roof and he then opened the door and a gust of wind brushed against his face. It gave him a slight chill, but he didn’t let it bother him. He walked to the edge of the building, there was a fence around it so no one could fall off. He leaned himself against the fence closed his eyes and listened to the construction sounds, it was like a beautiful symphony to him. He pretended to conduct the sounds with his hands and he then heard someone say “Having fun?” He opened his eyes and saw his father’s assistant staring at him, she smiled at him and he smiled back. She then said “your father is in his office, if you want to see him.” Victor shook his head and said “that’s ok, I want to stay out her for a while.” She nodded and said “I thought you might say that, so I brought you this.” She pulled a case from behind her back and handed it to Victor, he then smiled and said “wait, where did you get this?” She looked at the case and said “ you left it here the last time you went to your father’s office.” Victor opened the case and pulled out a Violin, he smiled at his father’s assistant and said “thank you.”
She kind of blushed and said “well go ahead and play it, I love hearing you play.” Victor tuned the Violin and then he began to play, he used the rhythm of the construction tools to go along with his Violin. He closed his eyes and let the music flow through him, he was playing a song that spoke to his soul. As he played he could feel Amati becoming happy. It sounded like an orchestra to Victor, it was a beautiful symphony just for him. When he finished his song, his hair was a mess from the wind blowing through it. He placed the Violin back in the case and then picked it up and his father’s assistant said “that was beautiful, you should play it for your father later.” Victor shook his head and said “I think that would be a bad idea. His father’s assistant nodded and said “you may be right, well I have to get back to work, but make sure you say goodbye before you head home.” Victor nodded and watched the young woman walk down the stairs, he then closed the door and put on his headphones. He entered the sound realm, he watched as Amati flew down from the sky and landed right in front of him. He placed his hand on her head and she said to him “that was a beautiful piece you just played.” Victor nodded and said “I wonder if my mom would have enjoyed it.” Amati placed her forehead against his and said “I’m sure she would have enjoyed it as much as I did.” Victor patted Amati’s head and then jumped on her back and said “I need to go for a ride, I want to feel the wind through my hair.” Amati smiled and said “well hang on tight.” she let her golden brown wings spread out and she then flapped them. She went high into the air and then she dove down, with her wings pressed in letting gravity speed her up, Victor’s hair flapped as the wind grazed through it. Amati then let her wings out and slowed down and glided on the air.
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Blaire shivered, wrapping her arms around her after she had put on her headphones. It always gave her an odd feeling, to shut out the world and traverse the Sound Realm. As far as she knew, there were only a handful of people able to access it. Even so, it was like trying to find a friend in a random resturant in Grand Metropolis - difficult, as they appeared whenever they wanted. Then again, part of the Sound Realm was the silence itself.
Delana seemed to appear next to her, though she had just crawled out of her sleeve and grown in size, as happened in the Realm. Both pairs of eyes searched for a coloured soul amongst gray, one hoping to find and one not to. They were met with the sight of a boy about Blaire's age, and a large wolf. The lizard's frill raised a fraction, her tongue sneaking out to taste the air around them. Blaire's nostrils flared, but otherwise she gave no indication of having spotted them through the jumble of Regulars. Almost casually, she turned away - only to find, in that direction, was someone else. Trapped.
Del, if she had eyebrows, would have them raised high. The long tongue flickered out, a startling color contrast to her dark yellow hue. "Well?" She asked the human counterpart.
Blaire shrugged.
Delana seemed to appear next to her, though she had just crawled out of her sleeve and grown in size, as happened in the Realm. Both pairs of eyes searched for a coloured soul amongst gray, one hoping to find and one not to. They were met with the sight of a boy about Blaire's age, and a large wolf. The lizard's frill raised a fraction, her tongue sneaking out to taste the air around them. Blaire's nostrils flared, but otherwise she gave no indication of having spotted them through the jumble of Regulars. Almost casually, she turned away - only to find, in that direction, was someone else. Trapped.
Del, if she had eyebrows, would have them raised high. The long tongue flickered out, a startling color contrast to her dark yellow hue. "Well?" She asked the human counterpart.
Blaire shrugged.
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Travis made his way down the middle of the road, carelessly parading in the middle of traffic. He stayed silent as the strange rhythm of passing cars made his soul frequency glow. Many people would ignore the simple harmony that exists within certain sounds. In a city the total combination of all the sound turns into noise, but if you isolate specific sounds. Poof, you got harmony, strange as it may be.
He was unsure of where he was going, but a strange feeling pulled him forward. It felt like a premonition, like something big was about to happen, and he needed to be there. He just didn't know where "there" was. He suddenly got a strong feeling, like he needed to stop, the flow of the sound was strange, somewhat bended as if someone had recently walked though the sound realm. He looked to his side, a large and very busy Electronics store was towering before him. The trail of sound led straight in there, and so did Travis.
As soon as he stepped inside he realized his little plan was going to be hard to pull of. Conductor's normally wore headphones, but half the people in the store had them on.
"Ah well, would you look at that, seems like too much work, maybe we should just go." Said Travis jokingly, there was no way he would pass up the opportunity to find another conductor, but Cobalt didn't have to know that.
"I know you better than that Travis." Spoke the wolf.
He was unsure of where he was going, but a strange feeling pulled him forward. It felt like a premonition, like something big was about to happen, and he needed to be there. He just didn't know where "there" was. He suddenly got a strong feeling, like he needed to stop, the flow of the sound was strange, somewhat bended as if someone had recently walked though the sound realm. He looked to his side, a large and very busy Electronics store was towering before him. The trail of sound led straight in there, and so did Travis.
As soon as he stepped inside he realized his little plan was going to be hard to pull of. Conductor's normally wore headphones, but half the people in the store had them on.
"Ah well, would you look at that, seems like too much work, maybe we should just go." Said Travis jokingly, there was no way he would pass up the opportunity to find another conductor, but Cobalt didn't have to know that.
"I know you better than that Travis." Spoke the wolf.
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Nathaniel sighed as he stared out the window. He was in the middle of math class, but he didn't care. None of the subjects he took interested him except for the music related ones. It was a music boarding school; why couldn't they just have music oriented classes?
Nate's eyes scanned the grounds of the boarding school mindlessly. He didn't know what he was looking for, he was just bored. Math was the last class of the day (and Nate's least favorite), and all he could think about was going back into the Sound Realm. The serenity of that place always astounded him. Even though there may be hundreds of people around him, none of them took any notice. That kind of peace was what enticed Nate to keep gong back. He knew that it wouldn't last, with the Noise existing there and all, but it was really the only place he could go to relax.
In the back of his mind, Nate sensed something. His eyes immediately flew wide open in shock. It can't be! he thought. He had thought he had felt someone enter the Sound Realm. Night had told him that there were other Composers. but so close...
"Mister Walker!" a harsh voice called out, anger lacing the edges of the exclamation. Nate spun around in his chair to see his math professor, Mrs. Heymann looming over his desk, drumming her fingers angrily against her folded arms. "Would you please tell us the answer to number four from the classwork assignment?"
"You can read, can't you?" Nate answered coolly, holding up his paper for the teacher to see. Some of the students chuckled, but they were quickly silenced by intense glares from Heymann.
"You, Mister Walker," she snarled,turning back to face Nate, "need to learn to respect your elders. If I had the power, I'd-" She was suddenly cut off by the loud clanging of the school bell. "We will continue this talk on Monday!" she called after Nate as he ran out the door after the other students.
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As soon as he was outside, Nate slipped on his headphones. In the blink of an eye, the whole world faded to black and white, the only color being people's frequencies. The Composer heard a sweet chirping noise as Nightingale materialized on his shoulder. "What am I so worked up about?" he asked, turning his head to look at his ethereal companion. "Well, for one, I found out there are other Composers in the city. I suppose you knew, didn't you?" Another chirp answered his question. "So what if this is the musical capital of the world! You yourself told me that people like me were extremely rare." Even when taking into account the enormity of Grand Metro, it was extremely unlikely that two Composers would end up in such a close proximity to each other.
"Well, I suppose it doesn't matter now," Nate said, shaking his head. "Come on, lets go see if we can find him. Or her," he added when his partner gave him an insulted look. The two walked down the street, scanning the gray scale multitude for anything unusual.
Nate's eyes scanned the grounds of the boarding school mindlessly. He didn't know what he was looking for, he was just bored. Math was the last class of the day (and Nate's least favorite), and all he could think about was going back into the Sound Realm. The serenity of that place always astounded him. Even though there may be hundreds of people around him, none of them took any notice. That kind of peace was what enticed Nate to keep gong back. He knew that it wouldn't last, with the Noise existing there and all, but it was really the only place he could go to relax.
In the back of his mind, Nate sensed something. His eyes immediately flew wide open in shock. It can't be! he thought. He had thought he had felt someone enter the Sound Realm. Night had told him that there were other Composers. but so close...
"Mister Walker!" a harsh voice called out, anger lacing the edges of the exclamation. Nate spun around in his chair to see his math professor, Mrs. Heymann looming over his desk, drumming her fingers angrily against her folded arms. "Would you please tell us the answer to number four from the classwork assignment?"
"You can read, can't you?" Nate answered coolly, holding up his paper for the teacher to see. Some of the students chuckled, but they were quickly silenced by intense glares from Heymann.
"You, Mister Walker," she snarled,turning back to face Nate, "need to learn to respect your elders. If I had the power, I'd-" She was suddenly cut off by the loud clanging of the school bell. "We will continue this talk on Monday!" she called after Nate as he ran out the door after the other students.
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As soon as he was outside, Nate slipped on his headphones. In the blink of an eye, the whole world faded to black and white, the only color being people's frequencies. The Composer heard a sweet chirping noise as Nightingale materialized on his shoulder. "What am I so worked up about?" he asked, turning his head to look at his ethereal companion. "Well, for one, I found out there are other Composers in the city. I suppose you knew, didn't you?" Another chirp answered his question. "So what if this is the musical capital of the world! You yourself told me that people like me were extremely rare." Even when taking into account the enormity of Grand Metro, it was extremely unlikely that two Composers would end up in such a close proximity to each other.
"Well, I suppose it doesn't matter now," Nate said, shaking his head. "Come on, lets go see if we can find him. Or her," he added when his partner gave him an insulted look. The two walked down the street, scanning the gray scale multitude for anything unusual.
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Blaire seemed to relax as the boy and the wolf vanished into a store. It was tempting, so very tempting, to explore the electronics they held in stock, but there was that other person, too. Del's slight hiss alerted her to even more people within the Realm, like her. Great. Could they ever have a day with just them?
No, she answered her own question. Of course not. The Realm was much too tempting. Best to find these others and get the daily interaction done with. Resting a hand on Delara's frill, the musician and technophile turned to find herself in an intersection of sorts of Composers, coming at her from all sides. Well, she was also at a regular intersection, too. It sort of made sense.
Everything moved as if in slow-motion. The grey whirred past, the colors inched closer. No escape, no running from interaction. Del, slightly irritated at the human's sudden panic, raised her frill to break her out of the state she was in. It didn't really work, bringing to Blaire the realization that, in her agitated state, Delara was bright yellow, almost blinding to look at, and her tip of her frill reached a bit over the ordinary Grey Person's head. Quickly, she calmed down.
Headphones. Turn on some music. Pretend you were listening to some really good music. Blaire turned on her iPod and began to hum to herself. The lizard lowered her frill and shifted back to a pale, summery color.
Knowing her luck, Blaire wouldn't be able to get away with it without someone noticing. There was nothing left to do. She was trapped.
Well, it wasn't really different than usual.
No, she answered her own question. Of course not. The Realm was much too tempting. Best to find these others and get the daily interaction done with. Resting a hand on Delara's frill, the musician and technophile turned to find herself in an intersection of sorts of Composers, coming at her from all sides. Well, she was also at a regular intersection, too. It sort of made sense.
Everything moved as if in slow-motion. The grey whirred past, the colors inched closer. No escape, no running from interaction. Del, slightly irritated at the human's sudden panic, raised her frill to break her out of the state she was in. It didn't really work, bringing to Blaire the realization that, in her agitated state, Delara was bright yellow, almost blinding to look at, and her tip of her frill reached a bit over the ordinary Grey Person's head. Quickly, she calmed down.
Headphones. Turn on some music. Pretend you were listening to some really good music. Blaire turned on her iPod and began to hum to herself. The lizard lowered her frill and shifted back to a pale, summery color.
Knowing her luck, Blaire wouldn't be able to get away with it without someone noticing. There was nothing left to do. She was trapped.
Well, it wasn't really different than usual.
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Travis stood before a wall, his attention fully focused on the large array of music CD's. Travis was a fan of most music, but there were specific types that reacted badly with his soul frequency, some where bad enough to make him feel sick, or randomly upset.
"Travis.." whispered staring straight at the wall like his Composer. "do you..."
Cobalt began again but was interrupted by Travis.
"I know, I felt it too. Somewhat hostile, never felt this before." Travis was still facing the shelves, but his attention was long gone from the colorful square cases that covered the wall of the store. "Why now? I mean, this isn't the first time we've met other Conductor's but two of them... in one place? It feels strange, suspicious. " Travis turned slowly looking around the Store. The culprit hard to find amongst all the people currently listening to music. "Cobalt.." Began Travis
"Alright, but please be careful." Cobalt knew that battle might be just around the corner. He began to smell the air, searching for a specific scent, something unfamiliar to both of them. With one last deep breath Cobalt looked to Travis. "It's her, she doesn't have an alliance yet." Cobalt could not smell harmony of people's frequency's, but he could smell Noise. Some one without an alliance would have a small scent on them. It was so small Cobalt barely smelled her.
"Travis.." whispered staring straight at the wall like his Composer. "do you..."
Cobalt began again but was interrupted by Travis.
"I know, I felt it too. Somewhat hostile, never felt this before." Travis was still facing the shelves, but his attention was long gone from the colorful square cases that covered the wall of the store. "Why now? I mean, this isn't the first time we've met other Conductor's but two of them... in one place? It feels strange, suspicious. " Travis turned slowly looking around the Store. The culprit hard to find amongst all the people currently listening to music. "Cobalt.." Began Travis
"Alright, but please be careful." Cobalt knew that battle might be just around the corner. He began to smell the air, searching for a specific scent, something unfamiliar to both of them. With one last deep breath Cobalt looked to Travis. "It's her, she doesn't have an alliance yet." Cobalt could not smell harmony of people's frequency's, but he could smell Noise. Some one without an alliance would have a small scent on them. It was so small Cobalt barely smelled her.
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I looked up at the electronics store as I approached, weaving my way through a sea of grey. I had nearly reached the door when Sync swooped down from above and grabbed the back of my jacked to get my attention. He disappeared off into the sky and I turned to search for him. When he returned, he had perched himself on a bench not far from the entrance to the store, a stern look sitting idlely on his gracious features.... I knew what was coming....
"Venus, do you ever pay attention to what's around you?"
"Uhh...." I was about to finish the sentence with a negative, but Sync took flight again, in the direction of something yellow amongst the grey. Another Composer? I had never met one before.... I knew that there was no way I was alone in a place like Grand Metropolis.... But I had never met one. I was a little stunned. Enough so to calm down and hear the beats of the people around me. There were a few of them that stood out from the thousands of others.... I hung my head a little, reaching into the pocket of my jeans where my iPod usually sat.... I was nervous... at least a little bit. I swallowed hard. What would they do to me? If they could hear me, as I assumed they could, would they try to chop off my head in attempt to become the King of the Universe, or something? No, no.... That was Highlander.... I was too choked up to think straight. I imagined it would probably sound like someone had released a group of lemurs on the Boston Philharmonic or something.... Not that I knew what that sounded like, but I figured it would probably be pretty chaotic....
I had to sit down. I mean, seriously? Was I supposed to think that everything would be all cool? We'd all go back to my place to have tea and crumpets? I didn't want to take the risk.
But, before I could sit down, I had an iPod to replace. Quite promptly, I turned and headed into the store, holding my breath. I felt another one on the inside and instantly felt trapped.
Breathe, Venus. Calm down and maybe you won't be so easy to recognize.... I tried to reassure myself, but failed. Yeah right. It'll be like looking for a needle in a stack of needles.... I'm bright freakin' pink, for God's sake!
"Venus, do you ever pay attention to what's around you?"
"Uhh...." I was about to finish the sentence with a negative, but Sync took flight again, in the direction of something yellow amongst the grey. Another Composer? I had never met one before.... I knew that there was no way I was alone in a place like Grand Metropolis.... But I had never met one. I was a little stunned. Enough so to calm down and hear the beats of the people around me. There were a few of them that stood out from the thousands of others.... I hung my head a little, reaching into the pocket of my jeans where my iPod usually sat.... I was nervous... at least a little bit. I swallowed hard. What would they do to me? If they could hear me, as I assumed they could, would they try to chop off my head in attempt to become the King of the Universe, or something? No, no.... That was Highlander.... I was too choked up to think straight. I imagined it would probably sound like someone had released a group of lemurs on the Boston Philharmonic or something.... Not that I knew what that sounded like, but I figured it would probably be pretty chaotic....
I had to sit down. I mean, seriously? Was I supposed to think that everything would be all cool? We'd all go back to my place to have tea and crumpets? I didn't want to take the risk.
But, before I could sit down, I had an iPod to replace. Quite promptly, I turned and headed into the store, holding my breath. I felt another one on the inside and instantly felt trapped.
Breathe, Venus. Calm down and maybe you won't be so easy to recognize.... I tried to reassure myself, but failed. Yeah right. It'll be like looking for a needle in a stack of needles.... I'm bright freakin' pink, for God's sake!
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Ding. Dong.
Lazette opened the glass doors and walked in the store. She gazed around the tiny room filled with headphones, CDs, the latest magazines and some clothes. The store was her personal favorite, whenever she found free time she would run down and gaze around the items. Lazette walked over to the stationary section, it delighted her to browse among the cute pens and colorful notebooks. Gently she grabbed a blue pen with a music note dangling at the end. The price was cheap, grabbing a black and blue notebook she headed to pay.
The man seemed to be in his early twenties and was very optimistic. This bothered Lazette for a while, how could someone be so optimistic? It drove her nuts thinking about all the good in life. Smiling back she handed her stuff in and payed, checking her clock she decided to stay and chat. There was no school for her, she taught herself from lessons online.
Ding. Dong.
At the side of her eyes she saw Venus walk in, the boy she didn't recognize but he seemed to have long red hair. Lazette could have mistaken him for a girl if it wasn't the way his clothes were fashioned. She ignored him and bid the clerk goodbye, as she walked her eyes glanced at Papillon fluttering outside the glass window. "Idiot. If people see you...Ack! There's a crowd coming." Under her breath she whistled softer than a regular human could hear, Papillon caught the Sound and moved toward the door. The whistle was a tune from one of her favorite composer's songs, Winter by Vivaldi.
Lazette tried to casually walk, it didn't help that her fists were clenched and adding to that she tried to avert anyone's eyes. Her head poked out the door as she met a white winged butterfly, Papillon. It's antenna's moved up and down, a ghost voice whispered in her ear "Danger. Danger. Alert. Alert." Papillon was still new to being exposed to Noise or Harmony and might sometimes get the two confused. Doubting it's ability to detect Noise, she shooed off its whispers. The butterfly flew on her head and stood still looking like a twisted hair clip, "There's no noise, I would have felt something."
A hand came up to cover a yawn.
She vowed to stay as nuetral as she can, but with the feeling of cruelty and hate her mind was undecided. "Papillon, today I'll decide where we stand. Don't make any hasty actions." Lazette moved from her spot and to a CD rack near the door, she busied herself with the different songs, glancing up at the people coming in and out of the store.
Lazette opened the glass doors and walked in the store. She gazed around the tiny room filled with headphones, CDs, the latest magazines and some clothes. The store was her personal favorite, whenever she found free time she would run down and gaze around the items. Lazette walked over to the stationary section, it delighted her to browse among the cute pens and colorful notebooks. Gently she grabbed a blue pen with a music note dangling at the end. The price was cheap, grabbing a black and blue notebook she headed to pay.
The man seemed to be in his early twenties and was very optimistic. This bothered Lazette for a while, how could someone be so optimistic? It drove her nuts thinking about all the good in life. Smiling back she handed her stuff in and payed, checking her clock she decided to stay and chat. There was no school for her, she taught herself from lessons online.
Ding. Dong.
At the side of her eyes she saw Venus walk in, the boy she didn't recognize but he seemed to have long red hair. Lazette could have mistaken him for a girl if it wasn't the way his clothes were fashioned. She ignored him and bid the clerk goodbye, as she walked her eyes glanced at Papillon fluttering outside the glass window. "Idiot. If people see you...Ack! There's a crowd coming." Under her breath she whistled softer than a regular human could hear, Papillon caught the Sound and moved toward the door. The whistle was a tune from one of her favorite composer's songs, Winter by Vivaldi.
Lazette tried to casually walk, it didn't help that her fists were clenched and adding to that she tried to avert anyone's eyes. Her head poked out the door as she met a white winged butterfly, Papillon. It's antenna's moved up and down, a ghost voice whispered in her ear "Danger. Danger. Alert. Alert." Papillon was still new to being exposed to Noise or Harmony and might sometimes get the two confused. Doubting it's ability to detect Noise, she shooed off its whispers. The butterfly flew on her head and stood still looking like a twisted hair clip, "There's no noise, I would have felt something."
A hand came up to cover a yawn.
She vowed to stay as nuetral as she can, but with the feeling of cruelty and hate her mind was undecided. "Papillon, today I'll decide where we stand. Don't make any hasty actions." Lazette moved from her spot and to a CD rack near the door, she busied herself with the different songs, glancing up at the people coming in and out of the store.
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Blaire stood, hesitating, for a moment longer as her presence went by relatively unnoticed. She could feel another layer to the Composer's beat that showed they had noted her, but it wasn't to identify her as a threat. Her humming faltered as Delara chose to take matters into her own hands and slipped off through the crowd. "Eh-" A cry burst from Blaire's lips. "Hey, come back!" The girl gave chase to the dog-sized lizard.
Del, of course, slipped into the store. Blaire had to be careful as she crossed the street - she didn't know if the cars would hit her or not, but she wasn't about to test it. "Del!" she reprimanded her soul as she caught up to it. "Don't leave me like that!" The girl was about to go on, but suddenly noticed her surrounding. There was at least three other Composers in the store itself. Her voice trailed off.
The lizard gave a very lizard-like grin. "Face the music, Blaire." Though her voice came out casual, her frill was partly raised - had she noticed something Blaire had not? Another second of hesitation and Blaire moved to the orchestra racks of CDs, humming a song, pretending she didn't see other Colored people within - well, those that were not grey. Delara copied her motions, as if not noticing the creatures, too.
It was Blaise's main method of avoiding confrontation, but it startled her that Delara was doing it, too. For the act, she rested a hand on her frill again, and the two hummed together. "I don't know if I want to, today."
Del rolled her eyes.
Del, of course, slipped into the store. Blaire had to be careful as she crossed the street - she didn't know if the cars would hit her or not, but she wasn't about to test it. "Del!" she reprimanded her soul as she caught up to it. "Don't leave me like that!" The girl was about to go on, but suddenly noticed her surrounding. There was at least three other Composers in the store itself. Her voice trailed off.
The lizard gave a very lizard-like grin. "Face the music, Blaire." Though her voice came out casual, her frill was partly raised - had she noticed something Blaire had not? Another second of hesitation and Blaire moved to the orchestra racks of CDs, humming a song, pretending she didn't see other Colored people within - well, those that were not grey. Delara copied her motions, as if not noticing the creatures, too.
It was Blaise's main method of avoiding confrontation, but it startled her that Delara was doing it, too. For the act, she rested a hand on her frill again, and the two hummed together. "I don't know if I want to, today."
Del rolled her eyes.
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Just like that there it was, could this have been what the strange feeling was? Whatever was about to happen, Travis figured it would happen here. Composer's tend to where they need to go, it's as simple as that. If something is happening somewhere, the composer's will somehow make their way there.
"One, two, three, four. Including us there's am unusual amount of Composer's here. Be on your toes Travis, they may not be hostile, but they're not on our side. At least not yet." Cobalt spoke cautiously to Travis. The wolf loved to turn people to the side of harmony, it made him feel right, more powerful. It did feel nice to know that there was another player on the team of Harmony. Today was like tryouts.
Travis made his way to the girl no longer hiding his presence he made himself fully visible to the other composer's. Cobalt was now glowing with a soft azure flame. They stood valiantly unafraid that they could be seen by anyone who payed enough attention. Although it would be hard to miss a glowing blue wold nearly as tall as a human. It wasn't simply about attention though, now he could clearly see who else was a composer. Their Echoes were a dead give away.
"Nice Echo." said Travis standing a few feet away from the girl they first found. Beside her stood a bright yellow lizard. "Probably has some really powerful, Musicks eh?"
"One, two, three, four. Including us there's am unusual amount of Composer's here. Be on your toes Travis, they may not be hostile, but they're not on our side. At least not yet." Cobalt spoke cautiously to Travis. The wolf loved to turn people to the side of harmony, it made him feel right, more powerful. It did feel nice to know that there was another player on the team of Harmony. Today was like tryouts.
Travis made his way to the girl no longer hiding his presence he made himself fully visible to the other composer's. Cobalt was now glowing with a soft azure flame. They stood valiantly unafraid that they could be seen by anyone who payed enough attention. Although it would be hard to miss a glowing blue wold nearly as tall as a human. It wasn't simply about attention though, now he could clearly see who else was a composer. Their Echoes were a dead give away.
"Nice Echo." said Travis standing a few feet away from the girl they first found. Beside her stood a bright yellow lizard. "Probably has some really powerful, Musicks eh?"
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There were three others there with me, and I stood stiff, in front of the iPods. They weren't that far away now, and they weren't that hard to notice. There was a girl standing by a rack of CDs, and a guy with her. By them stood their Echoes, a yellow lizard and a blue wolf respectively. I thought I might be safe while Sync was outside somewhere, but lo and behold, someone opened the door and in he came, perching himself contently on top of the iPod case. I looked up at him frowning as he pulsed a bright, neon pink contentedly.
"Do you mind?" I asked, trying to make it look like I was only searching the case for something suitable. "If you leave me alone, they won't notice me."
"How stupid are you?" Sync asked, and hopped off onto my shoulder, turning himself around. Of course, he got one wing stuck and figetted, trying to replace it next to my body. "Honestly, you think they'll just go away if you tune them out?"
"Uh, yeah. Just like you will if I turn my headphones off." I waved my hands, forcing the Phoenix to take flight again, and he landed on top of the CD rack by the other Composers. Great. "Sync.... Syy-ync.... Come back, stupid bird." I tried to keep my voice down as I snuck up next to the others. I watched Sync shake his head once, then turn his head up. "Oh no."
Oh yes. Sync let out a shrill call, on such a high frequency that normal humans couldn't hear it. But I did. And even though I figured the Composers might have as well, I still jumped out and pointed at the dumb bird. "HAH!" And then realizing that I probably drew more attention than I needed to, I turned off my headphones and pushed them down around my neck, a little embarrassed. The greys were gone, and the coloured Echoes. But when I turned and saw six or seven sets of eyes on me, I blushed hard. And if that wasn't bad enough, it was quiet enough for me to hear one woman at the cash register say, "I thought that was a girl." I recogized her as Ms. Emilly Myers, who lived across the street from me ever since I could remember; she also happened to be a teacher at a public school that Kaida and I had gone to. It broke me somewhere deep inside and I deflated, retreating to the counter to request the iPod case be unlocked. Of course, I would choose the neon pink one, to match all my other electronics — my cell phone, laptop, and wireless PlayStation2 controllers were all the same colour — pay up, and try to leave as quickly as possible.
"Do you mind?" I asked, trying to make it look like I was only searching the case for something suitable. "If you leave me alone, they won't notice me."
"How stupid are you?" Sync asked, and hopped off onto my shoulder, turning himself around. Of course, he got one wing stuck and figetted, trying to replace it next to my body. "Honestly, you think they'll just go away if you tune them out?"
"Uh, yeah. Just like you will if I turn my headphones off." I waved my hands, forcing the Phoenix to take flight again, and he landed on top of the CD rack by the other Composers. Great. "Sync.... Syy-ync.... Come back, stupid bird." I tried to keep my voice down as I snuck up next to the others. I watched Sync shake his head once, then turn his head up. "Oh no."
Oh yes. Sync let out a shrill call, on such a high frequency that normal humans couldn't hear it. But I did. And even though I figured the Composers might have as well, I still jumped out and pointed at the dumb bird. "HAH!" And then realizing that I probably drew more attention than I needed to, I turned off my headphones and pushed them down around my neck, a little embarrassed. The greys were gone, and the coloured Echoes. But when I turned and saw six or seven sets of eyes on me, I blushed hard. And if that wasn't bad enough, it was quiet enough for me to hear one woman at the cash register say, "I thought that was a girl." I recogized her as Ms. Emilly Myers, who lived across the street from me ever since I could remember; she also happened to be a teacher at a public school that Kaida and I had gone to. It broke me somewhere deep inside and I deflated, retreating to the counter to request the iPod case be unlocked. Of course, I would choose the neon pink one, to match all my other electronics — my cell phone, laptop, and wireless PlayStation2 controllers were all the same colour — pay up, and try to leave as quickly as possible.
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Nate sighed deeply as he trudged down yet another dismal metropolitan street. "Why did I even try to find that Composer?" he mumbled, half to himself and half to Night. "This city is huge, and he could be on the other side of it!" A reassuring twitter from Night failed to lift his spirits. "I need a break," the boy sighed, sitting himself against the slate wall of an old building. Nate closed his eyes and ran his fingers through his hair. This could take all night. Suddenly, a shrill cry erupted from Nightingale, shocking Nate out of his daze.
"Huh?!" he cried, looking around to see why Night had issued such a warning. He just barely looked up in time to see what looked like the tip of a bright pink wing disappear below the false horizon of the tall city buildings. "I think we found our Composer!" Nate said somewhat cheerfully, smiling at his Echo. She chirped happily and flitted off her master's shoulder for a few seconds, flying around him gracefully. "Come on, let's go!" Nate cried, running off towards the sighting with new found vigor in his step.
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It wasn't long before Nate and Nightingale arrived at the place where they assumed the Echo had appeared. "It was around here, wasn't it?" he asked, puzzled, receiving an equally confused response from his partner. Looking around, Nate noticed an unusually bright concentration of Frequencies coming from an electronics store about a block down the road. "Looks like there's more than one," Nate mumbled, slightly worried. What if they weren't friendly? Or aligned with the Noise.
"Night, go check things out, will ya?" The songbird immediately took off from his shoulder, shooting down the street at a blinding pace. When she reached the store, Night slowed down and tried to sneak in as inconspicuously as possible. It wasn't too hard, for an Echo of her size. As she entered, Nightingale saw a young man, obviously a Composer talking to a girl and Echo.
Meanwhile, Nate walked down the avenue, trying to blend in as much as possible and seem like just another one of the crowd. He eventually stopped to sit on a bench just outside the electronics store. Every once and a while, he would glance in to make sure Night was OK. I hope they won't hurt her, he thought, his heart pounding wildly.
((Just so everyone knows, I'm going to have Night talk kind of how Kenny does in South Park, where no one can understand what she is saying, but another character talks in a way so that the reader can figure it out. If anyone wants me to type out what Night's saying, just tell me, and I'll gladly adjust my writing style.))
"Huh?!" he cried, looking around to see why Night had issued such a warning. He just barely looked up in time to see what looked like the tip of a bright pink wing disappear below the false horizon of the tall city buildings. "I think we found our Composer!" Nate said somewhat cheerfully, smiling at his Echo. She chirped happily and flitted off her master's shoulder for a few seconds, flying around him gracefully. "Come on, let's go!" Nate cried, running off towards the sighting with new found vigor in his step.
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It wasn't long before Nate and Nightingale arrived at the place where they assumed the Echo had appeared. "It was around here, wasn't it?" he asked, puzzled, receiving an equally confused response from his partner. Looking around, Nate noticed an unusually bright concentration of Frequencies coming from an electronics store about a block down the road. "Looks like there's more than one," Nate mumbled, slightly worried. What if they weren't friendly? Or aligned with the Noise.
"Night, go check things out, will ya?" The songbird immediately took off from his shoulder, shooting down the street at a blinding pace. When she reached the store, Night slowed down and tried to sneak in as inconspicuously as possible. It wasn't too hard, for an Echo of her size. As she entered, Nightingale saw a young man, obviously a Composer talking to a girl and Echo.
Meanwhile, Nate walked down the avenue, trying to blend in as much as possible and seem like just another one of the crowd. He eventually stopped to sit on a bench just outside the electronics store. Every once and a while, he would glance in to make sure Night was OK. I hope they won't hurt her, he thought, his heart pounding wildly.
((Just so everyone knows, I'm going to have Night talk kind of how Kenny does in South Park, where no one can understand what she is saying, but another character talks in a way so that the reader can figure it out. If anyone wants me to type out what Night's saying, just tell me, and I'll gladly adjust my writing style.))
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Blaire flinched as the boy - well, she couldn't really call him a boy, he seemed older than her, maybe - spoke to her. Quickly, though, she regained her usual composure - eyes slightly blank, shoulders even, and one hand gently resting on her hip. She had been trying to avoid this moment.
"I suppose so." An eyebrow raised at the huge wolf. Delara hissed lightly and chuckled, and Blaire, knowing she was thinking something along the lines of 'overcompensating?' pushed on her head, not hard but firm enough to be a reprimand. It only caused Del to laugh harder, in her own raspy way. "Shut up." But Blaire knew it was useless.
Before she could say anything else, a large pink Echo swooped nearby. Mouth pursed, - another interaction- Blaire spoke to it, as casual as she could get. Her voice came out slightly raspy, like Del's, however. "And you are?"
Well, the loud exclamation from the Composer that looked like a girl but sounded like a guy answered the veiled question in her query. He was clearly the flashy bird's other part. Blaire and Delara snickered in unison as he turned red and slipped off his headphones.
She turned her attention back to the other guy with the Harmony frequencies, eyebrow raised slightly, all signs of cloudiness gone. " 'Spose the same goes to you." The abnormally large lizard focused an eye on the other bird that came in, lacking a Composer too.
"And you, too. There are no manners these days." Delara noted.
"None at all." Blaire agreed.
"I suppose so." An eyebrow raised at the huge wolf. Delara hissed lightly and chuckled, and Blaire, knowing she was thinking something along the lines of 'overcompensating?' pushed on her head, not hard but firm enough to be a reprimand. It only caused Del to laugh harder, in her own raspy way. "Shut up." But Blaire knew it was useless.
Before she could say anything else, a large pink Echo swooped nearby. Mouth pursed, - another interaction- Blaire spoke to it, as casual as she could get. Her voice came out slightly raspy, like Del's, however. "And you are?"
Well, the loud exclamation from the Composer that looked like a girl but sounded like a guy answered the veiled question in her query. He was clearly the flashy bird's other part. Blaire and Delara snickered in unison as he turned red and slipped off his headphones.
She turned her attention back to the other guy with the Harmony frequencies, eyebrow raised slightly, all signs of cloudiness gone. " 'Spose the same goes to you." The abnormally large lizard focused an eye on the other bird that came in, lacking a Composer too.
"And you, too. There are no manners these days." Delara noted.
"None at all." Blaire agreed.
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Lazette heard a few customers entering and exiting, and each time she looked up. None of the customers seemed suspicous and it puzzled her even more. The sensation of something coming was increasing and it was soon about to cover her whole body. Papillon shifted its antennas, it slowly moved the tattered wing then froze in a different position. A shrill cry vibrated off the walls of the store, it was high-pitched and animalistic. The sudden sound surprised Papillon and she fell over onto the rack. Lazette shrinked wanting to become smaller, the sound didn't do much damage to her as it did to her Echo.
Gently she scooped her Echo up and sung a lullaby, she was putting the butterfly to sleep like it was a child. In the midst of her smooth tunes she saw Venus sneaking to a rack just a few rows behind her, "HAH!". His outburst caused her to jump barely an inch off the ground bumping her hip into a low rack, a sharp pain came then quickly left. Luckily none of the CDs fell out and she covered Papillon with her free hand, like the people around she glared daggers at Venus for disrupting her song. Lazette looked down onto the small limp figure in her hand, it seemed to have taken its toll just from the shrill call. If they heard it, and Venus knew what was happening, it must mean he's a Composer also.
A small note of Noise played, then a chorus erupted, pounding through her. Coming into this store then having his Echo attack Papillon was uncalled for. Lazette slipped on her almost falling headphones, the bright red color glowing with it's wings. Unplugging it from her phone she then plugged it into the nearest demo soundtrack, and luckily for her it was Hard Metal. Drums and Guitar blasted with the band of Noise in her, this was her style, this was the adrenaline she yearned for.
The band was Black Veil Brides and she was listening to their debut album,
Just as she was about to lash out at Venus near the checkout area the demo song ended replacing it with a slow sympathetic vibe. Noise drained out of her and was replaced by confusion. Harmony began to fight its way inside through that moment, it wore out the Noise. The vow she mentioned to Papillon about staying nuetral repeated itself and she mentally slapped herself for thinking of doing anything. A sigh escaped from her lips as she unplugged the headphones from the soundtrack, temporarily saying goodbye to Papillon. Headphones still on she switched to classicals from the Phantom of the Opera, cancelling the Noise. All at while watching the Composer with a bird as an Echo.
[[Did anyone else forget in order to see our Echo's we needed headphones? I totally forgot if it weren't for MagicalNeko]]
Gently she scooped her Echo up and sung a lullaby, she was putting the butterfly to sleep like it was a child. In the midst of her smooth tunes she saw Venus sneaking to a rack just a few rows behind her, "HAH!". His outburst caused her to jump barely an inch off the ground bumping her hip into a low rack, a sharp pain came then quickly left. Luckily none of the CDs fell out and she covered Papillon with her free hand, like the people around she glared daggers at Venus for disrupting her song. Lazette looked down onto the small limp figure in her hand, it seemed to have taken its toll just from the shrill call. If they heard it, and Venus knew what was happening, it must mean he's a Composer also.
A small note of Noise played, then a chorus erupted, pounding through her. Coming into this store then having his Echo attack Papillon was uncalled for. Lazette slipped on her almost falling headphones, the bright red color glowing with it's wings. Unplugging it from her phone she then plugged it into the nearest demo soundtrack, and luckily for her it was Hard Metal. Drums and Guitar blasted with the band of Noise in her, this was her style, this was the adrenaline she yearned for.
The band was Black Veil Brides and she was listening to their debut album,
You acted first you could have walked away,
With broken parts and things you can't replace.
You pull the trigger,
Count 1, 2, 3 it's an flip of a finger for you... Fallen angel for me-
With broken parts and things you can't replace.
You pull the trigger,
Count 1, 2, 3 it's an flip of a finger for you... Fallen angel for me-
Just as she was about to lash out at Venus near the checkout area the demo song ended replacing it with a slow sympathetic vibe. Noise drained out of her and was replaced by confusion. Harmony began to fight its way inside through that moment, it wore out the Noise. The vow she mentioned to Papillon about staying nuetral repeated itself and she mentally slapped herself for thinking of doing anything. A sigh escaped from her lips as she unplugged the headphones from the soundtrack, temporarily saying goodbye to Papillon. Headphones still on she switched to classicals from the Phantom of the Opera, cancelling the Noise. All at while watching the Composer with a bird as an Echo.
[[Did anyone else forget in order to see our Echo's we needed headphones? I totally forgot if it weren't for MagicalNeko]]
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Feeling more humiliated by anything than I ever had before, I threw my new iPod into my bag and went for the door, hanging my head. I was so ashamed of Sync that I wouldn't even put my headphones back on. Ever since I had met him it had been the same thing. "Venus do this. Venus do that. Venus be nice. Share with the other children. Venus, why don't you ever stay out of trouble?" Well, here was a strange revelation. I was usually in trouble because of him. I had hoped that the first time I met other Composers that we would all be Harmonizers together... not that they would instantly think I was attacking them and therefore had to be apart of the Noise. Truthfully, I hated noise. I had never met someone of that faction yet, but the sounds in general. I liked sweet, flowing melodies, and instumental music. My favourites often came from the sound scores in anime. The ones for the softer moments. Two of my favourites were Sakura Kiss by Hirano Yoshihisa (the piano version more than the string quartet arrangement, though I found it equally as soothing) and Eternal Snow by a band called Changin' My Life (which there were several versions of, and I didn't care which one I was listening to because it was a beautiful song).
It was what I decided to sing to pass the time as I headed down the street for the entrance to the subway. I had to make a quick stop at Kaida's school, my former school, to pick up his homework for the week. Poor kid had been so sick lately that he shouldn't have been getting out of bed at all.... But that was Kaida. Stubborn. Defiant. Couldn't carry a tune in a bucket if the bucket was made of plastic and had easy grip handles.
Hold me tight konna omoi nara
Dareka o suki ni naru kimochi
Shiritaku nakatta yo
I love you namida tomaranai
Konna n ja kimi no koto
Shirazu ni ireba yokatta yo
It was a beautiful chorus, really, and the words helped put me at ease. People gave me funny looks as I passed, but I ignored them wrapped completely in the meaning of the lyrics. It was a sad song, really.
Hold me tight; if this is how it feels
I didn't want to know
What it was like to be in love with someone
I love you; my tears won't stop
And so I wish
That I had never met you
I was just lucky that I had never really experienced love before. From the way the song made it sound, it was a horrible thing, and I didn't really want a part of it. I would just live alone, a loveless hermit on top of a mountain with my four cats, dog, hamster, parakeet, and fish. That was it. And I would completely forget that Sync existed.
That's exactly what was going through my mind when I walked straight into some other guy, a little younger than I was, wearing a pair of headphones. He couldn't be one of them? He was! And I was betting he belonged to that small bird that had come into the store just in time to see my life end.
It was what I decided to sing to pass the time as I headed down the street for the entrance to the subway. I had to make a quick stop at Kaida's school, my former school, to pick up his homework for the week. Poor kid had been so sick lately that he shouldn't have been getting out of bed at all.... But that was Kaida. Stubborn. Defiant. Couldn't carry a tune in a bucket if the bucket was made of plastic and had easy grip handles.
Hold me tight konna omoi nara
Dareka o suki ni naru kimochi
Shiritaku nakatta yo
I love you namida tomaranai
Konna n ja kimi no koto
Shirazu ni ireba yokatta yo
It was a beautiful chorus, really, and the words helped put me at ease. People gave me funny looks as I passed, but I ignored them wrapped completely in the meaning of the lyrics. It was a sad song, really.
Hold me tight; if this is how it feels
I didn't want to know
What it was like to be in love with someone
I love you; my tears won't stop
And so I wish
That I had never met you
I was just lucky that I had never really experienced love before. From the way the song made it sound, it was a horrible thing, and I didn't really want a part of it. I would just live alone, a loveless hermit on top of a mountain with my four cats, dog, hamster, parakeet, and fish. That was it. And I would completely forget that Sync existed.
That's exactly what was going through my mind when I walked straight into some other guy, a little younger than I was, wearing a pair of headphones. He couldn't be one of them? He was! And I was betting he belonged to that small bird that had come into the store just in time to see my life end.
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It was truly magnificent how much the sound realm revealed to those who would listen. Catching small glimpses of mockery, in the yellow Echo. Travis became a little annoyed, but the wolf stood by his cold, collected composure. The store quickly became full of activity. The pink haired person, who Travis could't figure out if they were a girl or a boy, had brought quite a lot of attention to himself. Strange though if he had kept his headphones on people wouldn't have noticed. He was probably trying to avoid detection from the other composer's but his Echo made that difficult.
"Well then, my name is Travis. No need to be formal so let's just keep it at that. If you can't already tell I've chosen to side with Harmony."
Before Travis could complete his introduction, Cobalt cut in.
"I am his Echo, Cobalt. I would like to invite you to join with us in the fight against the Noise. The corruption that they bring to the world is a threat to everyone. It would give me great honor to help you ascend into Harmony." The wolf had a certain excitement to his voice, Travis could tell he was really looking forward to it. Probably had something to do with the slight wag that Cobalt's tail had.
Travis scratched his head as the wolf kept going. He had good intention but they got the better of him sometimes.
Eventually Travis put his hand on the Echo, petting him behind the Ear. "Hey let's not overwhelm them after all it is their decision."
Travis looked to the girl. "You really should think about it though, you would be doing humanity a favor. Not to mention you'd save me a lot of trouble." He took a short pause and gave the girl a quick smirk. "Oh yeah, I guess I forgot to tell you. If you side with the Noise... I'll have to destroy your Echo, as well as you." Travis let that last part sink in, he would hate to kill such a pretty girl's Echo, but if it meant saving the world he would, he wouldn't hesitate.
"Well then, my name is Travis. No need to be formal so let's just keep it at that. If you can't already tell I've chosen to side with Harmony."
Before Travis could complete his introduction, Cobalt cut in.
"I am his Echo, Cobalt. I would like to invite you to join with us in the fight against the Noise. The corruption that they bring to the world is a threat to everyone. It would give me great honor to help you ascend into Harmony." The wolf had a certain excitement to his voice, Travis could tell he was really looking forward to it. Probably had something to do with the slight wag that Cobalt's tail had.
Travis scratched his head as the wolf kept going. He had good intention but they got the better of him sometimes.
Eventually Travis put his hand on the Echo, petting him behind the Ear. "Hey let's not overwhelm them after all it is their decision."
Travis looked to the girl. "You really should think about it though, you would be doing humanity a favor. Not to mention you'd save me a lot of trouble." He took a short pause and gave the girl a quick smirk. "Oh yeah, I guess I forgot to tell you. If you side with the Noise... I'll have to destroy your Echo, as well as you." Travis let that last part sink in, he would hate to kill such a pretty girl's Echo, but if it meant saving the world he would, he wouldn't hesitate.
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Nightingale tried to observe as much as she could in the store. As far as she could tell, there were four other Composers in the shop, far more than either she or Nate had expected. There was one boy, with a blue wolf Echo, a girl with a lizard, and another girl with what seemed to be a butterfly. The last Composer seemed to be a girl, but Night wasn't so sure about it. Her Echo seemed to be some sort of large bird. That Echo's aura was astounding; it was a fluorescent pink. Pink wasn't really the most common Frequency, but Night had no room to talk, being purple herself. Satisfied that she had gathered all that she could, the Echo slipped out the door.
Nate looked up as he saw his friend return from her mission. "Well?" he asked, anxious to find out more. A few cries told Nate all he needed to know. "Four?"he said, his eyes wide with disbelief. How on earth did so many Composers come to be so close together? "Thanks, Night. I'd be lost without you." Nate heard one last chirp before he switched off the sound-blocking properties of his headphones, returning to the everyday world.
As per normal, no one noticed as he appeared out of nowhere. Somehow the transition from the Sound Realm to reality always went smoothly and without any strange looks from passers by. Taking his iPod from his pocket, Nate began to play his favorite piece, The Flight of the Bumblebee. As the notes whizzed by his ears, Nate tried to recall when he played that song for the spring recital at his school. Although he had done well, it had taken him several months just to get down the fingerings. The tempo took him a few weeks more.
Then, just as all seemed well, Nate felt like he was being watched. He glanced up and saw what seemed to be a girl,several years older than him. She was staring at him in a very strange way, as if she had recognized him, but didn't know his name. Wait, Nate thought with a start. Didn't Night describe one of the Composers like that? Dammit, I think she knows!
"Can I help you?" Nate said, a little bit nervous as he removed his headphones, his music still playing.
Nate looked up as he saw his friend return from her mission. "Well?" he asked, anxious to find out more. A few cries told Nate all he needed to know. "Four?"he said, his eyes wide with disbelief. How on earth did so many Composers come to be so close together? "Thanks, Night. I'd be lost without you." Nate heard one last chirp before he switched off the sound-blocking properties of his headphones, returning to the everyday world.
As per normal, no one noticed as he appeared out of nowhere. Somehow the transition from the Sound Realm to reality always went smoothly and without any strange looks from passers by. Taking his iPod from his pocket, Nate began to play his favorite piece, The Flight of the Bumblebee. As the notes whizzed by his ears, Nate tried to recall when he played that song for the spring recital at his school. Although he had done well, it had taken him several months just to get down the fingerings. The tempo took him a few weeks more.
Then, just as all seemed well, Nate felt like he was being watched. He glanced up and saw what seemed to be a girl,several years older than him. She was staring at him in a very strange way, as if she had recognized him, but didn't know his name. Wait, Nate thought with a start. Didn't Night describe one of the Composers like that? Dammit, I think she knows!
"Can I help you?" Nate said, a little bit nervous as he removed his headphones, his music still playing.
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Blaire tilted her head at the two, assessing them, devouring and digesting their every word. Del spoke for her. "I'm right here, thanks a lot. My name is not Echo, it's Delara." She was rather indignant at the way Cobalt presented himself - not as a being, but someone's else's. Del had always viewed Echoes as their own self, and yet connected to the person. Sort of parasitical, except the only good thing about parasites were their taste.
With deep green eyes, Blaire barely made note of the Echo-wiithout-a-composer leaving as she looked over the two solemnly, taking her time. "Basically, what you're saying, is join with you or die. There are no other options?"
She doubted that, in the wake of whatever came, the two would not be able to remain on their own, as they did now. It was, truly, a battle to pick your sides. Delara seemed to have the same thought, because both human and Echo wrinkled their noses - or, in the latter's case, her muzzle.
In unison, they spoke, Del's frill shifting and Blaire adjusting her weight from side to side. "How long have you been a composer, Travis?"
With deep green eyes, Blaire barely made note of the Echo-wiithout-a-composer leaving as she looked over the two solemnly, taking her time. "Basically, what you're saying, is join with you or die. There are no other options?"
She doubted that, in the wake of whatever came, the two would not be able to remain on their own, as they did now. It was, truly, a battle to pick your sides. Delara seemed to have the same thought, because both human and Echo wrinkled their noses - or, in the latter's case, her muzzle.
In unison, they spoke, Del's frill shifting and Blaire adjusting her weight from side to side. "How long have you been a composer, Travis?"
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The music, the beat, the lights, the people. Yes Axel was home. Not the small apartment uptown with the dead hooker in the trash out back, but his real home. The clubs of The Metro. A grin hit his face as he closed his eyes and let his head bob to the beat. He felt his way through the crowds, continually reminding himself he was here for a reason, a reason far more important that getting laid tonight. Yes, the noise was becoming a problem in this area. Not the music, the real noise. The result of everything disgusting about humanity, creatures lost in another reality but able to affect our own. To Axel they were dummies, lab rats for experiments which purpose was only known to him. Axel lifted his headphones over his ears.
The world around him disappeared, no! Disappear isn't the right word, it just became part of the backdrop, unimportant to where he was now, much like a McDonald's billboard. "So, I take you still haven't called the cops." A white mass that looked almost like a lion slowly walked up behind Axel, its bright yellow eyes burning it's way into his soul.
"About the hooker? Nope." Axel shrugged as a pair of long bladed tonfas appeared on his arms.
"You watched her die! You should tell somebody!" The Lion growled as the noise started to appear.
"Then they'd want to question me as I'd be their prime witness, it'd just be a major hassle. Who wants to draw that much attention to themselves?" Axel bent the photons around himself till he disappeared from sight.
The world around him disappeared, no! Disappear isn't the right word, it just became part of the backdrop, unimportant to where he was now, much like a McDonald's billboard. "So, I take you still haven't called the cops." A white mass that looked almost like a lion slowly walked up behind Axel, its bright yellow eyes burning it's way into his soul.
"About the hooker? Nope." Axel shrugged as a pair of long bladed tonfas appeared on his arms.
"You watched her die! You should tell somebody!" The Lion growled as the noise started to appear.
"Then they'd want to question me as I'd be their prime witness, it'd just be a major hassle. Who wants to draw that much attention to themselves?" Axel bent the photons around himself till he disappeared from sight.
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"I... I'm sorry. I didn't see you." I fingered the wire of my headphones, which hung loosely, attatched to my cell on the other end. I just stared at him, or rather more at his headphones than anything else. I shifted a bit, tugging open one of the buttons of my jacket carefully. I decided to test the waters. "Umm.... You're a composer, too, aren't you?" I had nothing to back up my idea, nothing but the lone Echo in the store and the headphones around his neck. "Was that your Echo back there?"
I had decided that if I was wrong, I'd simply turn around and pretend that I was insane, stumbling off in search of the Sultan or something. If not... well, then I'd hope to God he wasn't part of the Noise. Maybe try to make a little conversation. Of course, he was giving me that look. The one that told me I looked really feminine, and I knew I did. It was the same look practically everyone gave me before I opened my mouth, the internal decision on my gender. Well, I was a boy. A real boy, and not in a Pinocchio sort of way either. My parents had always complained that their sons were supposed to be daughters, and their daughter had turned out perfectly. As such, Mercury was spoiled rotton. And, as I registered the look, it dawned on me that both my brother and I had girl's names, while Mercury was stuck with a boy's. It might sound suitable for a girl, but it was — in fact — the name of a God. I didn't mind being named after a Goddess, especially not one who ruled over Love and Beauty, but it bothered me that my sister was named after a God, and that had been planned. My parents were strange people....
I had decided that if I was wrong, I'd simply turn around and pretend that I was insane, stumbling off in search of the Sultan or something. If not... well, then I'd hope to God he wasn't part of the Noise. Maybe try to make a little conversation. Of course, he was giving me that look. The one that told me I looked really feminine, and I knew I did. It was the same look practically everyone gave me before I opened my mouth, the internal decision on my gender. Well, I was a boy. A real boy, and not in a Pinocchio sort of way either. My parents had always complained that their sons were supposed to be daughters, and their daughter had turned out perfectly. As such, Mercury was spoiled rotton. And, as I registered the look, it dawned on me that both my brother and I had girl's names, while Mercury was stuck with a boy's. It might sound suitable for a girl, but it was — in fact — the name of a God. I didn't mind being named after a Goddess, especially not one who ruled over Love and Beauty, but it bothered me that my sister was named after a God, and that had been planned. My parents were strange people....
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Blue sat on a bench, a bottle of vodka in hand, watching the people walk past. They were all so boring! In their plain everyday clothes, doing plain everyday things. A few glanced at Blue as they passed her with expressions of shock, mockery and distaste but she was used to all that. What else had she come to expect from the human race? One particularly nicely dressed lady glared at Blue so Blue saluted her and took a swif from the vodka bottle. The lady stormed off a huff. Blue grinned. Oh yes, the real world was boring but she had one much better. Pulling the headphones from round her neck she placed them over her ears. It was a bit tricky with the hood in the way and it meant she had to drop the hood for however long it took her to put the headphones on. The second they clamped around her ears the world went grey, the people were nothing, everything was as it should be. A rather large panther sat twitching her tail on the floor infront of the bench.
'Hey Azure!'
Blue always loved seeing her best friend, her only friend for that matter. Azure smiled, baring her huge fangs.
'Can you hear that?'
Blue tuned in her headphones to the frequency Azure could hear on and smiled.
'Oh that's beautiful.'
The sound wasn't too far away from her. Two people shouting at each other, but it wasn't just shouting. It was a pure, full on argument. Blue could hear the anger, the bitterness, the pain in the womans voice.
'Looks like a love fallen apart, men should learn not to cheat.'
Azure grinned and flexed her claws. 'Let's go play.'
'The Electronics Store...they're fighting outside an electronics store..'..'
The panther cocked her head and sniggered at Blue's comment.
'You just hate it because it's full of order.'
Well that's just obvious.'
'There are 'composers' here, at least five i think...'.
Composers? This would make her little play that much more fun! Blue focused on the shouting, channeling the anger through her, it bgan to fill up her heart and her mind. Azure glowed silver and snarled. Little symbols began to fly out from round her paws and surrounded the shouting couple.
'28, 29, 30, that should do it...Let's play!'
A high pitched scream was Blue's tigger as vthe black and silver noise burst into action. If the near by composers didn't stop them they would take the souls of the couple and anyone else in the area, and it was a pretty full area. Blue backed off but not too far. She was still totally visable to any composers, she just wanted to watch her show. With a smile she took another swig from the vodka bottle and waited...
'Hey Azure!'
Blue always loved seeing her best friend, her only friend for that matter. Azure smiled, baring her huge fangs.
'Can you hear that?'
Blue tuned in her headphones to the frequency Azure could hear on and smiled.
'Oh that's beautiful.'
The sound wasn't too far away from her. Two people shouting at each other, but it wasn't just shouting. It was a pure, full on argument. Blue could hear the anger, the bitterness, the pain in the womans voice.
'Looks like a love fallen apart, men should learn not to cheat.'
Azure grinned and flexed her claws. 'Let's go play.'
'The Electronics Store...they're fighting outside an electronics store..'..'
The panther cocked her head and sniggered at Blue's comment.
'You just hate it because it's full of order.'
Well that's just obvious.'
'There are 'composers' here, at least five i think...'.
Composers? This would make her little play that much more fun! Blue focused on the shouting, channeling the anger through her, it bgan to fill up her heart and her mind. Azure glowed silver and snarled. Little symbols began to fly out from round her paws and surrounded the shouting couple.
'28, 29, 30, that should do it...Let's play!'
A high pitched scream was Blue's tigger as vthe black and silver noise burst into action. If the near by composers didn't stop them they would take the souls of the couple and anyone else in the area, and it was a pretty full area. Blue backed off but not too far. She was still totally visable to any composers, she just wanted to watch her show. With a smile she took another swig from the vodka bottle and waited...
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Travis held on to the answer for a while. It felt like ages ago. He remembered the specific moment when it happened. He was still unsure of how it happened exactly.
"The real answer to that question is since birth. We're all born with this power, but we have to choose to listen to it."
"Since he was fourteen." Answered Cobalt, somewhat annoyed by Travis's attempt to be deep. "I saved him from being taken over by the Noise. The first time we battled together."
"Yeah, I suppose I became an 'official' composer when Cobalt saved me five years ago." Travis petted the coat of his Echo, "He taught me everything about noise and harmony. Oh and about choosing sides I wouldn't linger on it too much. I wont make you choose a side, the Sound Realm will take care of that for you. I'm warning you ahead of time, because if you turn to the side of Noise, I'll have to come after you."
Travis began walking out of the Music store. The task of converting people to his side was much more troublesome that he would enjoy. He did find that a little intimidation usually did get people on his side. Not many people have escaped from him and Cobalt.
"Well then, I suppose Ill see you around. Cobalt's got your scent now, so might drop in to check on you later."
Travis stepped out of the Music store and began walking down the middle of the street yet again. The real world oblivious to his existence.
"Travis!" yelled Cobalt turning into very light blue flame, almost white. "There's a Noise user nearby. Should we confront them?"
"You know the answer to that very well, old friend." Travis snapped his fingers to begin. Cobalt dissipated into pure white-blue flame and surrounded both his forearms. The tattooed patterns of the Echo were now enveloping Travis's arms. A cold chill filled the air around him and sound began to fluctuate to his will. Travis was ready to fight. He sighed slowly, his breath condensing in his cold atmosphere.
"The real answer to that question is since birth. We're all born with this power, but we have to choose to listen to it."
"Since he was fourteen." Answered Cobalt, somewhat annoyed by Travis's attempt to be deep. "I saved him from being taken over by the Noise. The first time we battled together."
"Yeah, I suppose I became an 'official' composer when Cobalt saved me five years ago." Travis petted the coat of his Echo, "He taught me everything about noise and harmony. Oh and about choosing sides I wouldn't linger on it too much. I wont make you choose a side, the Sound Realm will take care of that for you. I'm warning you ahead of time, because if you turn to the side of Noise, I'll have to come after you."
Travis began walking out of the Music store. The task of converting people to his side was much more troublesome that he would enjoy. He did find that a little intimidation usually did get people on his side. Not many people have escaped from him and Cobalt.
"Well then, I suppose Ill see you around. Cobalt's got your scent now, so might drop in to check on you later."
Travis stepped out of the Music store and began walking down the middle of the street yet again. The real world oblivious to his existence.
"Travis!" yelled Cobalt turning into very light blue flame, almost white. "There's a Noise user nearby. Should we confront them?"
"You know the answer to that very well, old friend." Travis snapped his fingers to begin. Cobalt dissipated into pure white-blue flame and surrounded both his forearms. The tattooed patterns of the Echo were now enveloping Travis's arms. A cold chill filled the air around him and sound began to fluctuate to his will. Travis was ready to fight. He sighed slowly, his breath condensing in his cold atmosphere.
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'Ohhhh! I can see one!'
Blue clapped her hands as a composer exited the store. He hadn't seen her yet but it didn't matter, if he didn't notice soon the noise would give her away. His Echo glowed a beautiful blue colour. Azure hissed and raised her back.
'It's a dog...'
Blue squinted at the Echo and wrinkled up her nose.
'So it is...'
Suddenly the composer turned and the Echo vanished. Blue smiled. He had worked out she was there. The composer looked pretty strong, she didn't really want a full on fight with him until she knew what he was capable of, it wouldn't do to get herself killed now. With one movement Blue jumped down from the bench she was standing on and walked through the unaware crowd towards the composer.
'In my hands...' she whispered to Azure and the panther turned to smoke. The smoke covered Blue's hands leaving black tattoo like patterns all over her palms and wrists. The long sleeves hid the silver guns, for now. It was time to perform. Blue dropped her head so the hood covered most of her face and eyes. Stopping a good distance from the composer with the dog she stood still. A slight wind caught her coat causing it to billow out behind her slightly. She hand't even planned that bit! Everything was so dramatic, just the way she liked it. She didn't speak just waited to see what the composers reaction would be.
Blue clapped her hands as a composer exited the store. He hadn't seen her yet but it didn't matter, if he didn't notice soon the noise would give her away. His Echo glowed a beautiful blue colour. Azure hissed and raised her back.
'It's a dog...'
Blue squinted at the Echo and wrinkled up her nose.
'So it is...'
Suddenly the composer turned and the Echo vanished. Blue smiled. He had worked out she was there. The composer looked pretty strong, she didn't really want a full on fight with him until she knew what he was capable of, it wouldn't do to get herself killed now. With one movement Blue jumped down from the bench she was standing on and walked through the unaware crowd towards the composer.
'In my hands...' she whispered to Azure and the panther turned to smoke. The smoke covered Blue's hands leaving black tattoo like patterns all over her palms and wrists. The long sleeves hid the silver guns, for now. It was time to perform. Blue dropped her head so the hood covered most of her face and eyes. Stopping a good distance from the composer with the dog she stood still. A slight wind caught her coat causing it to billow out behind her slightly. She hand't even planned that bit! Everything was so dramatic, just the way she liked it. She didn't speak just waited to see what the composers reaction would be.
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Bliss Carson
Those who danced were thought to be quite insane by those who could not hear the music.
Blue Lunaroi
I have given up on the human race, there is no decency left there...
Nathaniel Walker
"Music speaks what cannot be expressed, soothes the mind and gives it rest, heals the heart and makes it whole, flows from heaven to the soul."
Jessica "Jess" Mont
"You're clearly stupid, so I'm going to talk to this person over here instead."
Victor Faldrake
"Escaping from this dark and terrifying world is all I dream about. But then I remember that dreaming is pointless if you can't achieve your dreams."
Blaire Nehlain
"Just go away. I want to hear the music."
Venus Valentine
"I'm just too pretty. Seriously."
Travis Winterbourne
...you hear that?
Trending
Venus Valentine
"I'm just too pretty. Seriously."
Victor Faldrake
"Escaping from this dark and terrifying world is all I dream about. But then I remember that dreaming is pointless if you can't achieve your dreams."
Blue Lunaroi
I have given up on the human race, there is no decency left there...
Travis Winterbourne
...you hear that?
Blaire Nehlain
"Just go away. I want to hear the music."
Jessica "Jess" Mont
"You're clearly stupid, so I'm going to talk to this person over here instead."
Bliss Carson
Those who danced were thought to be quite insane by those who could not hear the music.
Nathaniel Walker
"Music speaks what cannot be expressed, soothes the mind and gives it rest, heals the heart and makes it whole, flows from heaven to the soul."
Most Followed
Travis Winterbourne
...you hear that?
Blaire Nehlain
"Just go away. I want to hear the music."
Nathaniel Walker
"Music speaks what cannot be expressed, soothes the mind and gives it rest, heals the heart and makes it whole, flows from heaven to the soul."
Victor Faldrake
"Escaping from this dark and terrifying world is all I dream about. But then I remember that dreaming is pointless if you can't achieve your dreams."
Jessica "Jess" Mont
"You're clearly stupid, so I'm going to talk to this person over here instead."
Bliss Carson
Those who danced were thought to be quite insane by those who could not hear the music.
Blue Lunaroi
I have given up on the human race, there is no decency left there...
Venus Valentine
"I'm just too pretty. Seriously."
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1, 2by Ark Reahver on Thu Dec 16, 2010 4:25 am
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Re: [OOC] Sanus Bellum
If anyone is still interested in the rp please send me a Pm. I really liked all the character and I would hate to scrap it because it's one of my favorite ideas. If there are any suggestions as how to get the Rp back on its feet feel free to present them.
Re: [OOC] Sanus Bellum
well, when my character is accepted, ill be able to start. I sent a few messages to Ark, but havent gotten a reply.
EDIT: Nevermind, I just now saw my character in the list, Ill get to posting ASAP
EDIT: Nevermind, I just now saw my character in the list, Ill get to posting ASAP
Re: [OOC] Sanus Bellum
Yeah Fenix is an expert Noise user.
Yet another interesting fact about the sound realm.
Noise users have increased power, due to the nature of where their power comes from. Emotions like anger and sorrow can quickly overtake somebody and put them in a different state of mind. The emotions are very powerful but, they eventually overtake the person. They lose connection to the physical world and even though they exist in both realms, the Real realm ignores them COMPLETELY. They are like ghosts in a sense, invisible but still there. Their sacrifice of the Realm realm allows further interaction with the Sound Realm, therefore, stronger Musicks.
Fenix has been completely taken over by Noise, only the sound realm notices him and there is always a heavy air that surrounds him. It would be very hard not to notice him. Be careful you guys. He's one tough son of a bitch.
Yet another interesting fact about the sound realm.
Noise users have increased power, due to the nature of where their power comes from. Emotions like anger and sorrow can quickly overtake somebody and put them in a different state of mind. The emotions are very powerful but, they eventually overtake the person. They lose connection to the physical world and even though they exist in both realms, the Real realm ignores them COMPLETELY. They are like ghosts in a sense, invisible but still there. Their sacrifice of the Realm realm allows further interaction with the Sound Realm, therefore, stronger Musicks.
Fenix has been completely taken over by Noise, only the sound realm notices him and there is always a heavy air that surrounds him. It would be very hard not to notice him. Be careful you guys. He's one tough son of a bitch.
Re: [OOC] Sanus Bellum
Hey Ark, I was wondering, are Nate, Venus and Lazette supposed to be able to see Fenix? You mentioned his Echo, so I'm assuming that he's in the sound realm, which our characters aren't. Do you want Nate & Co. to notice him?
Re: [OOC] Sanus Bellum
Well, I'm back. Ridden with poison ivy, covered in bruises, and healing bear claw wounds, but none the less fine.
Despite the previous description, my health is not in question. So I'm ready to continue doing what we do and role play to our hearts content. Hopefully I can avoid being mauled by bears.
Despite the previous description, my health is not in question. So I'm ready to continue doing what we do and role play to our hearts content. Hopefully I can avoid being mauled by bears.
Re: [OOC] Sanus Bellum
fellow Rper's I regret to inform you that i will be exploring the wild untamed wilderness.
Me and a few friends will be camping for three days. It's going to be rough, and it;s going to be dangerous, plus I will be away from technology, and will not be able to post. But if through some miracle I can, well then, I'll post I guess.
Until then simply get to know each other, make a day go by so that the concert is close to happening, maybe fight somethings, or some people. But whatever you do, don't stop posting, because that my friends, is Anti-bueno.
Me and a few friends will be camping for three days. It's going to be rough, and it;s going to be dangerous, plus I will be away from technology, and will not be able to post. But if through some miracle I can, well then, I'll post I guess.
Until then simply get to know each other, make a day go by so that the concert is close to happening, maybe fight somethings, or some people. But whatever you do, don't stop posting, because that my friends, is Anti-bueno.
Re: [OOC] Sanus Bellum
Yeah, I know of boxing day. But it's not really celebrated here. Lucky me go to work, yayyy! :D
^^ and I'm still just eating left overs. Yum, Pasta salad!
And happy belated holidays :P
^^ and I'm still just eating left overs. Yum, Pasta salad!
And happy belated holidays :P
Re: [OOC] Sanus Bellum
well boxing day is just the daay after christmas, i think it's like a bank holiday where pretty much everything is (supposed) to be shut. You spend it with family still. Traditionally i go to my Nans and have my second roast dinner in three days XD I get sooooooo fat!!!!!
Re: [OOC] Sanus Bellum
Well, it's not an American holiday, at least to my knowledge. What kinds of things does one do on Boxing Day?
Re: [OOC] Sanus Bellum
Yeah.... My family still makes weird faces at me whenever I start saying stuff that they have no clue about. You know; using all these fancy Japanese terms for anime, manga, fanfics, and a whole bunch of other stuff that I don't remember....
Happy Boxing Day! Or is that just a Canadian thing?
Happy Boxing Day! Or is that just a Canadian thing?
Re: [OOC] Sanus Bellum
It's OK, Ark; being crazy isn't that bad. In fact, my family have known of my insanity for years now. People get used to it eventually.
Re: [OOC] Sanus Bellum
Hey Merry Christmas (or whatever sort of holiday you celebrate) Everyone! Best wishes from the Sound Realm, your good pal and lovable GM, Ark. Don't let the Noise ruin your holidays.
(I should get out of character soon, or my family will think I'm crazy.)
(I should get out of character soon, or my family will think I'm crazy.)
Re: [OOC] Sanus Bellum
Lazette was supposed to be attacking the some of the shadows that Azure had set up
Re: [OOC] Sanus Bellum
of course, she's very often drunk, cant deal with people in the real world XD silly Blue, as you can see she had to run, really had no chance...
Re: [OOC] Sanus Bellum
Correction: Blue's vastly outnumbered and DRUNK. Can't forget the drunk part.
Re: [OOC] Sanus Bellum
:( Three against one - or, with echoes, six against two.
Blaire's neutral, she's just kind of standing in the middle.
Blaire's neutral, she's just kind of standing in the middle.