Introduction
Soundtrack: Brittle House
Soundtrack: Otherworld
Soundtrack: Am I not human?
The place where what you see...
is not always...
what it seems.
But you never get there.
An adult within the institution has been selecting small pods of youths and heβs been selling them- to someone who goes by the name of βBrittleβ.
This adult selects you amongst some others and informs you that someone has kindly adopted you before youβve even set foot in the institution. How lucky. They place you on a train with a ticket (like a little evacuee child) and send you on your way.
You pass cities, towns, small villages, a few farms until finally there is nothing around besides the train track ahead and soon even that comes to an end. The train slows, you youths (being the only passengers left) get off and watch the train trundle away leaving youβ¦next to the building below.
What is this place? Why are you here? Is this some kind of joke?
β¦Perhaps. You find yourself standing outside this wreck of a building, its gigantic but empty. Ugly and broken, floor boards are missing, stairs and walls decomposing all around you it hasnβt been inhabited by anyone...not for decades. You take a seat mulling over why you were sent here disheartened that the adoption was supposedly some sort of scam- perhaps the institutions were full and they were leaving kids out in the middle of no where to die. It wouldn't surprise you after all luck hasn't been on your side lately...Before you know it thoughβ¦you and those who have decided to stick around take a nap.
When you awakeβ¦itβs to the sound of frantic footsteps, wondrous smells and plentiful conversation. Itβs to the sight of glossy wooden floorboards and the scent of beeswax. Itβs to the Brittle House.
You have been brought by Brittle the owner of the Brittle house...He is the eyes, ears, voice and soul of the house and all those that come to inhabit it. You'll see soon enough that Brittle house is quite extraordinary and if you knew better you'd pinch yourself a few times to check whether or not you were dreaming...or sane. Brittle house caters for the other world...the world that you cant quite believe exists...
The Brittle house is a broken down, wreck of a building in the human world at daytime. Surrounded by empty lands and woods its an ugly and unpopular place. At Night time however it is an up and running hotel for customers of the other world. It is on a tidy little island surrounded by a sea as black as the night. Customers arrive on fancy little rowing boats with little lanturns hanging at the ends.
Humans cannot physically see the change that Brittles house undergoes- they will without fail fall asleep whilst the unnatural change occurs. Come night time if the human wakes up in the house they will indeed experience the otherworld side of Brittle house.
Humans will not stay with the Night-time Brittle house and so when the sun rises in the human world- the humans will be back in the wrecked building.
Brittle will trick the youths into becoming creatures of the otherworld. They then, are forced to stay within the Brittle House whether it is day or night in the human world. Brittle will then employ them and set them to work in the colourful House. This is where all the fun will begin...
:Characters:
Otherworldly change will be into a: Vampire- Reserved for Brokenwings
Human Extra:
Otherworldly change will be into a: Vampire
Human Two:
Otherworldly change will be into a: Kitsune- Taken
Human Three:
Otherworldly change will be into a: Shape shifter- Reserved for Avengerspirit
Human Extra:
Otherworldly change will be into a: Shape shifter- Reserved for Toroto
Human Four:
Otherworldly change will be into a: Yuki-Onna- Reserved for Slendyman
Human Five:
Otherworldly change will be into a: FengHuang- Reserved by kiyokojordie
Human Six:
Otherworldly change will be into a: Veela- Reserved by Blackwolf
Brittle:
Owner of Brittle House: Taken
Employees:
Already working at Brittle House. Will need to collaborate with me through PM's
Employee One: Reserved for Cienpher
Employee Two: Reserved for Cienpher
Employee Three: Reserved for Novosity
Employee Four:
Customers:
Those from the Other world wishing to stay at Brittle House either for the night or a long time
[b]Customer One: taken by GothBabeAlex[\b]
Customer Two:
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As always, the Dining Hall was marked with full tables and dirtied wooden floors that had just moments before, been swept and polished spotless. Gwenβs smile faltered as the sharp note of yet another shattered glass pierced through his ears. His ears, furred, triangular, and perched atop his head, flattened against his skull at the accompanying shriek of one of the female patrons. It was certainly from far away enough, but as a kitsune, a fox-spirit, he was granted the curse of keener senses β sensitive ears, a finer noseβ¦ Gwen stopped a moment when the one whoβd screamed threw a glance in his directionβ¦ and the uncanny ability to attract the opposite gender, apparently under any circumstances. In a well-rehearsed maneuver, the waiter cut around a cluster of tables, away from the accident and unwanted eyes.
Really, in a place like the Brittle House, it was every employee for himself. Compassion or any sense of amiability never ended well. He knew from experience that there was no such thing as a βpleasant customerβ, so Gwen took it upon himself to make his life a little easier to live. Just then, a distressingly familiar voice called out, βGwen, why didnβt you wake me up?!β
β¦ Well, as easy as he could make it when some others just tried to make it harder.
Now, it wasnβt that Gwen didnβt see the other waiter β it was hard to miss the vampire in his crumpled dress shirt, with red-amber hair a mess and silver nametag askew on his vest. It was just that he'd long since noticed a pattern with this individual: it seemed that whenever Ren appeared on the scene, the kitsune found himself in another mess to attend to. So he instead turned his attention to one of many tables, taking up the empty glasses to return to the kitchen. However, to his dismay, the newly arrived waiter chose to follow, continuing his onslaught of complaints. Before Gwen realized, the one-sided conversation had changed to something far more alarming.
"So anyway, Gwen, I had this dream last night," Ren started. A broad grin displayed his prominent fangs and his crimson eyes flashed with mischief. Nothing good ever followed that expression, so with a warning to his own green eyes, Gwen finally gave the other waiter his attention. "... and I've heard from some of the customers that it's supposed in some human cultures that vampires can turn into bats - " This already sounded bad. "β so maybe I could use echolocation!" Ren exclaimed, taking up one of the refilled glasses and taking a sip before continuing, "You know, that thing where you navigate using sound alone?"
"That's for a customer," Gwen snapped, but made no attempt to take it back. Instead, picking up a trayful of the other orders, he set off back into the fray of things. "Stop being stupid and get to work," he called before plastering on a pleasant smile and returning to his work.
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'Really, what sort of demented spirit orders mermaid with maiden's blood at this time of night?' Gwen was wheeling a trolley of various platters through the main lobby of the Brittle House at the request of one particularly... ravenous customer. The no-limit room service provided by the establishment was only one of many banes of Gwen's life. Others would include the ever-present fragrance of smoky incense, the shamelessly lustful patrons of the otherworld, and... Ren's ridiculous ideas.
Gwen's composed expression didn't do his surprise justice when he saw the vampire, just a few steps ahead, staggering about with black cloth over his eyes and a trayful of beverages. However, the bewildered one he wore when the blindfolded waiter tripped over one of several bodies strewn about by reception matched his sentiments fairly well. The kitsune didn't even bother wondering why the bodies were there. He abandoned his own order to deal with the one falling to the floor.
For once, it was fortunate that alcohol was such a common order in the Brittle House. Rushing forward, Gwen threw out his hand, and focused on the spilling crimson liquid β whatever it was had enough alcohol in it to be flammableβ¦ which was perfect for a kitsuneβs ability. Before a drop could hit the wooden floor, the liquid burst into blue flame and evaporated. Fox fire β a convenient flame that burned only what Gwen willed. Unfortunately, it could do little to save the glass which promptly shattered on the ground.
Thoroughly agitated, Gwen rounded on the vampire, who had in the meantime, knocked into some shorter female figure and fallen to the ground. βCould you, for once in your life, not make a spectacle of everything you do?β he hissed in hushed tones, but was cut short as Ren pulled off the blindfold. The vampireβs eyes widened in surprise, and Gwen quickly realized why. All further words withered on his tongue.
Humans? That couldnβt be right. Humans were never at the Brittle House. They shouldnβt be there. They couldnβt be thereβ¦ yet strangely enough, there they were. A glance told him that the short, black-haired girl β the only one conscious, was human as well. βWhy now?β Gwen knew all too well what role humans played in the works, and he knew that humans had been there beforeβ¦ Hadβ¦ Brittle brought them?
Ren was the first to speak. βSo, lovely first impression we made, eh, Gwen? To the most interesting guests, too.β Lighthearted words. Too lighthearted.
They foretold nothing of the fate to come.
He felt hands shaking him, but his eyelids werenβt obeying his orders and opening like he wanted them to. βFlanβ¦ time to wake upβ¦β came a sleepy voice. He couldnβt quite place exactly who it belonged to, but it filled him with a certain feeling of peacefulness. βWake upβ¦β whispered the same voice - a worried, soft voice. βWake up! All of you wake up!β He was shook again, and his eyelids flickered open slightly. βYou have to wake up! Please!β
Flan groaned before shifting slightly on the ground. Strangely enough, it didnβt creak, but he didnβt have time to react on that development before something crashed into him. That provided the necessary stimulus to wake him up - and his eyes flickered open out of shock and hands flew to comfort the sudden pain in his stomach. What had happened? Had one of his new friends accidentally tripped over him... no, he had fallen asleep! He meant to turn around and apologize to his friendly almost-sister, but his excuses withered on his tongue when he saw the two people in front of him.
One was wearing a black blindfold and possessed red-as-fire hair. While there was nothing that off about his appearance, the male seemed strangely, mainly due to the way that he was staggering around - like those extremely exhausted people who had drunk too much liquid in those movies... But it was the other one who caught his attention. Not only was his hair as shiny and silver as those new coins, but he possessed silver fox ears and a tail. Although it was a costume of sorts, the second person seemed certainly eccentric. Both were wearing suitably formal clothing, with a silver nametag pinned on the shirt.
This had to be a dream. Flan attempted to crack a smile on the ground, before wetting his lips to address the people from his dream. They seemed to be pretty nice, and it wouldn't hurt to be ni - was that fire?! A bright blue flame was falling to the ground, and out of a reflex, Flan turned to stare at their surroundings. Even in this wreck - no...
Wait. His eyes had to be deceiving him, right?
The house was strangely lavish. Instead of the falling over wooden structure, it seemed to be almost a mansion. The floor, next to his eyes, was made out of wood. Not the half rotten wood that Flan recognized from his childhood, but some glossy thing that, had it not been covered in strange substances, would gleam like photographs. Despite that, it still shone. People, almost as strange as the second, were seen vaguely in the background, but Flan, eyes still fogged over with drowsiness, could not make out all the details.
Before Flan's confused eyes, the blue fire flickered and went out - seemingly without any outside interference. "Could you, for once in your life, not make a spectacle of everything you do?" hissed the person wearing a costume, rounding on the blindfolded man. Then, the blindfold came off, and revealed strange... red eyes. Flan nearly yelped from the surprise.
Maybe this drew the attention of the two males, but they both turned their eyes in his direction. Both of them - one silver, the other red - looked at the entire group with inscrutable looks, before one of them spoke in a nonchalant voice. "So, lovely first impression we made, eh, Gwen? To the most interesting guests, too."
He had to be wrong. Flan, wearily, pushed himself up to his feet. They were going to be members of the Brittle family - not just guests. Those two people deserved to know that their entire group would end up happy with their new life with the amazing, nice, awesome Brittle. It had to end up that way. He took a deep breath - not really feeling comfortable to talking to the strange, older people in his dream, but this was some sort of confusion that he couldn't - no, wouldn't allow to stand.
"Um..." his voice was quiet, so he surreptitiously cleared his throat again. So, how would he word this... "We're here to see Mister or Misses Brittle. We were adopted - he can explain." It seemed to be kind of awkward, so Flan attempted to tack on something to the end. "Sir. We're not just guests - we're going to be his family! With all the picnics on the lawn and fun scavenger hunts and everything!" He smiled, one that seemed forced even to him. "Me and Susan and everyone else!"
It felt like that for Ashley Parker when she heard the smashing of a glass. Her body jolted in shock and her eyes flapped open to gain visual on a blurry scene. The surroundings smelt waxed and polished. Golden glows and passing shadows surrounded her as she felt her forehead.
Confusion lasted for a few moments, an uncertain state that left her not knowing where she was last. When she did recall her location her blue eyes widened in bewilderment. This wasnβt the run down house. Thinking it was a dream was out of the question when she sat up and gazed around taking in the other Orphans laying about; there was no way she would dream about these losers.
With her head on a swivel she noticed Susan and Flan already on their feet standing stock still, when she followed their line of sight she froze. Her heart flickered like a flame from the adrenaline of both excitement and fear. Just feet away stood two extraordinary boys.
One with glossy silver hair, eyes like a thunder-cloud and the ears and tail of a fox. The other with flame-like hair, crimson eyes and a smile that could stop any heart beat. For some unexplainable reason they were attractive beyond comparison and Ashley felt a lust she never knew she had in her for the silver haired boy. It was so powerful it made her feel physically sick that she wasnβt in closer contact with him.
With shaky legs she stood up behind Flan her eyes wide with uncertainty. The three Orphans looked like a litter of baby rabbits caught in the headlights of an on coming vehicle in the shadows of the two Brittle House employees who naturally (as spirits) stood feet above the small build of a human being.
βWhatβs going on?β Ashley murmured shallowly.
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The air is thick and murky with incense. The House manufactures foreign heat but those closer to the ground can only feel the bitter chill of the night. A small selection of special spirits loiter tentatively nearby a broad desk playing with their hair whilst sending stealthy glances in their masterβs direction.
Through the smoke two luminous, reptilian eyes stare back at them.
Up on the top floor of the House they all linger in mysterious fog, nothing is solid or for certain on the top most floor of the Brittle House. It is the masters utmost domain and only the special spirits know what is what round there aside from him.
βTerraβ comes his husky murmur from the midst of sweet scented cloud.
A special spirit steps forth and bows awkwardly whilst the others titter childishly to one another in discontent for not being chosen.
Two large Indigo coloured eyes gaze up at the master as Terra hangs upon every passing second waiting for him to bestow a message upon her.
She watches the master with eager eyes as he swirls a finger in the mass of water-coloured cloud that hung closest to him.
βNew employees have arrived. Scattered and chaste in the otherworld, bring them to tea before they aggravate the customers.β
'Where are we?'
It was odd to have fallen asleep in a torn up home and awake in such a palace, perhaps they were moved during their slumber and placed on the floor? Susan kept searching for a reasonable explanation for this whole thing.Now what of the others around them, the odd look ones, especially the two in front of them? One held some interesting red eyes while the other held silvery fox features, were the cosplaying of some sort? She knew of cosplay cafes, but this, this was a bit to over the top. Even so the two men in front of them did have some attracting features she couldn't help but notice, especially the fox boy. She didn't like this attention, the eyes around them staring as if they were some foreign creatures. She looked towards the others, some still asleep, but Ashley seemed to be awakening. Almost subconsciously she moved behind Flan as if trying to hide a bit from the other creatures that took interest in them.
"Sir. We're not just guests - we're going to be his family! With all the picnics on the lawn and fun scavenger hunts and everything!"
Almost instantly she turned to look at Flan, how could he be so calm right now? Did he think this was all not real, maybe it wasn't though. Maybe this was all still her just dreaming, but to be sure she went ahead and closed her eyes tight and pinched herself as hard as she could manage. When re-opening her eyes they were still there, she pouted a bit, something she couldn't help. It would seem this would have to be real, she hadn't ever experienced a dream so real, now to make sure Flan knew. She pinched Flan on the shoulder, hopefully he would get the message.
Ashley though finally awoke and she asked the question she had planned to ask the suited men in front of them. βWhatβs going on?β Ashely didn't seemed too excited about the situation, but she wasn't freaking out either. She seemed to hold a calm demeanor to it all, but it looked as if something was bothering her. Susan couldn't help but think of Brittle, was this his or hers place? Was Brittle some sort of alien that adopted them to test them?! She really didn't want to be dissected like a frog, or perhaps they were going to be food? Maybe that's why Brittle adopted so many of them? She felt she was being a bit negative then usual, so she had at least tried to find something good of this. ' If Brittle really is just adopting us, then we get to live in this huge place!' Satisfied with that thought,
she spoke up " What is this place? Is this some sort of cosplay shop? Did you all drag us here?" her face held a childish suspicious look as she pointed at them from behind Flan.
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As the others seemed to fall asleep around him for some strange reasons, Zurich could no longer hold his yawn as he felt his eyes closed tiredly. What was happening to him? Zurich turned his head and looked left and right but even his body seemed to run out of energy to panic as he laid down on a corner of the floor with a soft thump. Why was he so tired suddenly? W-was it because he had traveled for too long? Or was it something else? But whatever the reasons were, he couldn't keep his eyes open for even a minute. The teenager mumbled sleepily "...m-maybe I should just close my eyes for a second...yeah, a second only..." He curled into a tight ball as he hugged his chest protectively. He didn't feel very comfortable sleeping with so many others but there was no other choice. Sighing deeply, Zurich closed his eyes.
Yeah, he would just rest his eyes for a second and then he would wake up...
" Wake up! All of you wake up! You have to wake up! Please!"
A panicked voice woke Zurich from his unease sleep. What happened? Where was he? The teenager opened his eyes and let out a groan as he covered his head. His head hurt so much. Did something hit him on the head or something? And why was his body feel...stranger than usual? And why was there a girl's voice in his room? He looked around, extremely confused by the scene around him. T-this was not his room. Zurich closed his eyes and prepared to sleep again.
What a minute! This was NOT his room!
The teenager opened his eyes wide and sat up abruptly. His head hit a table and he groaned, pressing his palm tightly on his newest wound but didn't comment on it as he was still too busy staring at everything. Suddenly, yesterday's(?) memory flowed back to him as he looked at the others. There were some differences on them. Some differences he couldn't seem to spot and what happened to the old, abandoned house? This was not the place he had arrived. He was sure of it! Then....what was this place? It was big and...beautiful... He looked around...and noticed two...something came to their place and he unconsciously leaned farther away from them. Wh-who were they? They w-were not humans! One was with silver(?) hair and fox ears and the other had...r-red eyes! And the power...they both was radiating power! He cowered, trying to make himself as small as possible. What kinds of creatures were they?!
"...w-what is going on?"
He managed to croak out finally and frowned slightly as he noticed he was too far from the group...This was not good! Wh-what if the creatures decided to eat him...or...do something else to him? What possessed him to sleep so far away from the group? Oh yeah, it was his paranoia that made him do that...and now? It would kill him! He suppressed his fear as he gripped his hands tightly into fists and asked, his voice shook slightly "...w-what...I mean, w-who are you?..."
Zurich threw a depressed glance toward the three awakened orphans and silently measured the distance between him and them, trying to find a way to get closer to them...at least, that way he wouldn't be alone...He swallowed hard and tried to keep his emotionless mask on...He had to be...brave!...but it was so hard to do so when you were in a corner and alone with no one stood by your side.
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It was a while before Athens finally woke to the sound of children pleading and worried voices. Her eyes felt heavy and she woke up slowly, instantly seeing strange colours, smelling strange smells and hearing unusual sounds. She groaned and looked around her wearily, her eyes catching on two unfamiliar figures standing infront of the orphans. She had to blink a few times to see what she thought she saw...fox ears? Tail? Silver hair? This couldn't be right, but it was and somehow she knew that none of this was a dream.
Before she stood up, she sized up the two boys staring at them, not being quite sure if they would lash out and eat them or leave the kids be, and then she finally glanced at her surroundings. Everything was glassy, polished and new...furniture she knew would've costed thousands, lights thats shined so bright she couldn't look at them for long...this was a very expensive room she was in, and she felt insecure being in it. In hope she looked down at her clothes, maybe they had changed--but no, she was still in the shabby, bags of clothes she was in before.
Looking closely at the two boys she noticed they were rather attractive. Athens looked away quickly and braced herself on the wall she was leaning against...slow and sore she stood up, her head feeling heavy and dizzy. She looked around at the other orphans, some awake and looking scared out of their wits, some still asleep and others just waking up like she was.
Her eyes moved to Zurich, scared little Zurich, and wondered how on earth he had survived so far in life. She didn't feel scared at all, she wasn't exactly sure why...maybe she had been drugged or something? Anyway, she didn't get scared very often. "What the hell?" she growled, looking directly at the two...strange beings who had greeted them. She was finally standing up straight, but still flat against the wall, ready if they turned bad and something happened.
βDearest Sir, is there anything that I may do to aid you?β she asked, keeping her eyes focused on the space between his eyebrows. The smell of fish pervaded the air this close to the water-dwelling male, and quite frankly, Rie was having a difficult time breathing. Not that her own personal comfort could be placed above that of the more esteemed clients. She recognized this brand of customer. They would normally be the ones chasing after the silver-tailed waiter, for purposes were more disturbingβ¦ than not. Their almost unsettling behavior ranged from simple desire to something a little stronger. At the very least, it was Gwen on the receiving end, not her. Heh, there was no wonder why he was always so irritated.
βHuh,β came the less than understandable reply. βIβd like some of that and maybe this and - yes, thatβll be all.β Seeing as the customer was not really referring to anything in particular, Rie attempted to convey her confusion through a quick double-blink and tilt of the head. The smile remained. She was ignored, before the customer turned back to sharing his highly improbable exploits to his partner.
Rie almost opened her mouth to speak, before remembering that a customer was not to be disturbed in any state - other than outright emergencies. Taking that as her cue to leave, she, carrying a silver tray in one hand, strode, almost glided off. Plus, she wasnβt in the mood to deal with them at the moment. Caught up in her own thoughts, the huldra was unable to place that calm smile over her own countenance, and therefore, was unable to remain the perfect waitress that she almost prided herself on. It wasnβt like Gwen to be missing from his duties, as he was type that spent all his life doing his job. Neither could she spot that red-haired vampire, Ren, who, while being a boring type of spirit, was far too happy about everything for his own good. He was also the source of plenty of problems. The two of them, fitting their rhyming names, tended to be seen together, although their personalities clashed.
It seemed as though while debating such issues, there was no way that she would be able to concentrate. Perhaps it was time to find that kitsune. Just for her own mental comfort.
All sheβd do is somehow get the uptight waiter to wander around the area, drawing all attention, and taking that chance, she would be able toβ¦ pick the better customers for her own attention. The huldra wandered off, ignoring a customerβs call for aid, pretending as though she hadnβt seen it. Anyways, there was another waiter heading in that relative direction. It quite wouldnβt do for her to steal a tip, would it?
Scanning the crowd with her blue eyes, she caught a glimpse of Gwenβs blue fox-fire, brighter than anything else in the nearby area. Ah, he was there, was he? Rie quickened her step, before the Huldra caught sight of the distinctive of both males - Gwenβs silver mane and Renβs crimson. βI wonder what in the world theyβre doing?β Half in her mind to chastise them for doing nothing of worth, continued to observe from afar. She wouldnβt involve herself, until she realized if there was a prank worth doing. The things you do for boredom.
Behind the two, there seemed to be movement, and Rie changed her viewing position to take a better look at them. Customers were the best beings to play with - their irritating features making such actions akin to revenge. There were a few upright customers, and two were even lying on the floor. With a frown, she looked at the prone bodies more closely - it was still early in the night, and usually people did not pass out untilβ¦ hours later. But that wasnβt the most important thing. To the best of her knowledge, they lacked even the more normal of otherwordly characteristics. No strange body parts, nothing really that set them off from the rest. βWhat is this place? Is this some sort of cosplay shop? Did you all drag us here?β Watching the girl closely, there was not even the telltale glimpse of saliva-drenching, blood-yearning fangs.
Pranks momentarily forgotten, she continued to stand there, unable to bring herself to making the next step forward. Could they perhaps beβ¦
It couldnβt be possible. Humans did not enter the Brittle House. It just couldnβt beβ¦
Brittle wouldnβt haveβ¦
From her confused eyes, she watched as the other two prone bodies straightened upright, albeit not at the same time, each of them spouting words from their mouth. βW-what...I mean,w-who are you?β¦β If it made her happier somehow, it seemed as though they, too, had no idea what they were doing here.
β[b]What the hell? came the other, more abrasive tone. This was a true enigma. Finally unable to hold back her interest in the current proceedings, she finally made the last steps necessary to stand by the side of the male waiters. She made sure to keep her tone and words light, butβ¦ βMost Esteemed Guests,β she blinked, before continuing, βis there a reason why youβre here of all places?β
A black-haired child, really, spoke up, with a voice filled with indignation. βWeβve been adopted by Mister Brittle, maβam. Weβre going to be part of the family and everything. And weβll have fun, every single day. And weβll have a perfect life, Iβm telling you!β
W-what was going on?
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Ami
"i'm not like the others,I have nothing left, you cant hurt me..I'm just a Burden."
Zurich Parkinson
"W-what..just because I look like a girl doesn't mean I fight like one...s-stop touching me!"
Hadith
"There's nothing for me here."
Flan
"I'm sorry! I - I was too excited for finally getting adopted. Please don't send me back..."
Cole Stoc
"Maybe she'll be with this group.."
Malice Briarheart
"Did I tell you to speak to me? Then be silent until I have need of you."
Blair Briar
"Here's to trying again..."
Susan Williams
" I can only hope things get better from here on."
Terra
"I echo Eithe's words because I do not have my own..."
Rie
"Apologies, Esteemed Sir. Pardon me for saying so, but if you're displeased with your service - I would kindly encourage your orders to be.. more exact."
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Gwen
"Honored guest, I assure you... you will not enjoy my company."
Hadith
"There's nothing for me here."
Blair Briar
"Here's to trying again..."
Susan Williams
" I can only hope things get better from here on."
Terra
"I echo Eithe's words because I do not have my own..."
Flan
"I'm sorry! I - I was too excited for finally getting adopted. Please don't send me back..."
Malice Briarheart
"Did I tell you to speak to me? Then be silent until I have need of you."
Ren
"Dear customer, you seem upset. Why don't you tell me what happened over a glass, hm?"
Rie
"Apologies, Esteemed Sir. Pardon me for saying so, but if you're displeased with your service - I would kindly encourage your orders to be.. more exact."
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Rie
"Apologies, Esteemed Sir. Pardon me for saying so, but if you're displeased with your service - I would kindly encourage your orders to be.. more exact."
Blair Briar
"Here's to trying again..."
Gwen
"Honored guest, I assure you... you will not enjoy my company."
Hadith
"There's nothing for me here."
Susan Williams
" I can only hope things get better from here on."
Cole Stoc
"Maybe she'll be with this group.."
Zurich Parkinson
"W-what..just because I look like a girl doesn't mean I fight like one...s-stop touching me!"
Terra
"I echo Eithe's words because I do not have my own..."
Flan
"I'm sorry! I - I was too excited for finally getting adopted. Please don't send me back..."
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Meesha'll let you all know when you start changing... but right now, you're mortal and all likely to get eaten if Gwen decides to up and leave...
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And Slendy! I love how Flan and Susan are the youngest and the most cheerful. ^^ I just find it interesting - and I want to see them with their hopes dashed. (Although don't tell them that. XD)
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So... people, where are you all? I know blackwolf's busy with finals, but everyone else is unaccounted for...
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Also, I'd be wiling to rejoin Conduit... I'll go do that after I finish my assignment due in three hours...
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Anyways on another note...POST YOU INSOLATE CREATURES !!!!
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So... we are alive, right everyone? XD (I know Niv is, so she's excluded)
I'm sorry for the weird post, but is anyone willing to react to it? If I'm just being impatient, I apologize for that ^^"
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Edit: Brief timeskip saves the day :D
Edit to the Edit: Sorry, no... it's shorter than my intro post from the previous incarnation of this, but it's still over a thousand words. I am sorry. I just can't get Gwen to shut up quickly enough. I'll just go post now, yeah XD