Back of Beyond

Back of Beyond

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There’s a life after death for sure; though it might not be what you were expecting. You still have a shot to move on to a better place, which is great, but can you accept the fact that you’re leaving your old life for good?

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loosely based of the morpheus road books: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/morpheus_road

Introduction

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Based off the Morpheus Road trilogy with a lot of differences and stuff





"Welcome to the Black."
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Whatever may have caused it, you have to accept that you are now dead. You could have been murdered, or maybe your death was at your own hands. It's possible that what happened was just an unfortunate accident, but it's more important to realize that you're no longer living. At the moment you're probably confused, right? I get how that feels. This world is meant look identical to your old one, but none of it is actually real so long as you're aware of it. Don't be fooled by what your eyes tell you. Here in the Black we call what you're seeing Visions. Yours is different from mine, mine is different from everyone elses, we're all seeing different things, living in different realities I guess. They're supposed to take place at your most important moment in your old life, but occasionally for a few where their Vision is can be rather haunting. I apologize if this is the case for you. You look much to young to be here in the first place, it would be a shame if you had to visit a bad memory every day until you move on.

Now, you've probably got some things to say, right? Why am I dead?? or I'm too young!, and heck, maybe even What about my family? Can't I go back?!
Well, I've got a few answers for you. One: You're dead and that's the final say. Two: So was I. And three: No, going back into the Light is against the rules. Besides, even if you did cross over, you'd just be a spirit with a bad heartache. Trust me, it's better to just go about your business in the Black and try to get on with whatever comes after this place. I'm dead serious here (dead, get it? ha), try to forget.
If you're stubborn, though, you can look into the Light and see what everyone's up to. I'd recommend not tuning in when your body is found or when your funeral is happening, you know, try to skip the emotional stuff if you can. Other than that, anything else to do with the Light will earn you a for sure ticket straight to the Blood. Our lives are over and we can't interfere with the one's that are still going on. The dead have to stick with the dead and the living have to stay away from us.
That's the way things were meant to be.

Most people here don't get informed about what I'm about to tell you, mainly because they don't want to know or are too afraid to ask, but every now and then you'll come across a Watcher. They really aren't as bad as some folks make them up to be, all they do is stand and stare at you for a little bit to make sure you're not causing any trouble, really. But there's more to them that would be good information to know.
Watchers won't ever try to get near you. They won't talk, they would smile, if you approach them they disappear. They observe and act accordingly, but that's it. If you're breaking rules in the Black, they'll shoot you on off into the Blood. If you do good, maybe they'll send you to move on. The point is, Watchers control what happens to you. You can shout at them or avoid them all you want, but in the end it's their say on where you're heading off to, and you certainly don't want to go off to the Blood.




Characters
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Boy #1 || Asher Chattaway || Played by Truth

Boy #2 || Miles Wilcox || Played by Bird

Boy #3 || Elijah Barker || Played by Tea.Or.Coffee (Newest dead guy)

Girl #1 || Momoka Oginome || Played by Leej10100

Girl #2 || Roxanne Powers || Played by Luna Delta

Girl #3 || Avaline Yoroshima || Played by AttackonFluffy (Newest dead girl)

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Character Sheet

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About

The Black: This is where all souls go when they die, and where they stay until they move on. It sucks, doesn't it? Some are stuck here for centuries, others only stay for only a few years. You might here rumors that your stay depends on what type of person you were back in the Light, and that moving on requires some sort of closure or redemption, but don't bother taking those seriously.

Visions: This is your reality in the Black. Although everyone gets their own personalized Vision, don't ever worry about being lonely. You can travel to different ones, did you know that? Just think of a place you have a clear memory of and take a step forward, then bam! you're there, and more often than not some more people will be there too. Time periods don't really matter for this unless something's changed a lot in more recent years, and if that's the case then just be specific about what year it was.
You can travel to someone elses Vision as well, which comes in handy once you make friends around the Black. Of course, if you haven't been there already then that person has to take you there themself, but after that you're free to visit whenever you like.

The Light: Otherwise known as 'home' to many souls in the Black. It's where the living are and where the dead aren't supposed to go, but sometimes a simple rule like that isn't enough to stop people from visiting. Going into the Light is just as easy as travelling to a different Vision. You think of your destination, you step forward, and there you are! The downside though is that you're not back in your physical body, and no one can see or hear you, nor can you actually do anything aside from move around and observe. Basically, you're just a useless ghost.

Watchers:The Watchers are the kind of ‘people’ that remind you of police officers, or step-mothers; maybe even the British guards you see in London. They walk around as if they’re expecting you to fall short; Like they want you to stay dead. And although their faces aren’t visible, you can still feel their cold glares eyeing you when you’re not looking. They are everywhere and nowhere. No matter what your vision is, they will be the fourth wall. No matter how many times you tell yourself you’re fine, they are there to remind you that you’re not.






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  • Although romance is great and all, don't have your characters fall in love at first sight and be dating by the third post.
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  • With that said, don't make a Mary Sue or a Gary Stu. No one likes them.
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Character Portrait: Asher Chattaway

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After years of being stepped on, bashed, and having four hectic boys stomp all over it, the faded blue house had become dented and looked rather beat up compared to the beauty it had once been. Walls had scratch marks, purple food colouring stains marked spots in the kitchen, and many of the pictures on the shelves had either broken glass or super-glued frames. Not that Asher minded all the ugly markings, though. The had made itself home to him.
Home. He didn't think such a nice word could hurt so much.

He walked towards the front door, kicking Lego's and Hot Wheels cars as he went, and tugged on a pair of sneakers before slipping on his jacket. When he opened the door, he was greeted with the usual breeze and the sight of an empty front yard and a dark wall of fog where the sidewalk should have been. There was a car parked in the driveway, one that hadn't been driven since it got there, but other than that and the cut grass there were next to no signs that anyone was actually around. Mainly because there wasn't. Aside from Asher, no one else was there.

As he headed towards the fog it wasn't very hard to remember that everything he was seeing was just a copy of the original. Back home, there would be kids playing street hockey and Mr. Farkly would be inviting the neighbors to the weekend barbecue that never ended up happening. Here, still on his house property, the place was dead silent. Eerie, almost, and to be honest it gave Asher the creeps.

When he was only about a few feet away from the wall, the darkness lightened up and changed into a swirling mass of colours. Red, blue, bright orange, yellow, purple... it was like a rainbow had thrown a party and started to dance. At one point Asher would have stopped and gawked at it, but now he walked straight on through without giving it a second glance. Within seconds the sound of people talking and cars speeding past flooded his ears, and then the scene shifted into view and Asher saw his old neighborhood. Mr. Farkly wasn't there yet, and nor were the kids, but everything else was close enough to how he remembered it, he almost had trouble reminding himself that it was just part of the vision. Almost.

"Asher!" Someone called out, and the boy turned around to see the former mailman jogging towards him. Apparently the guy had gotten hit by his own truck, but honestly he didn't look all that bad for someone who had his spine run over. Then again, no one really looked like how they did when they... died. Man, finding a different word for that would be fantastic.
Asher shot the mailman a smile and gave a wave. "Hey, Bill." He said. "What's new?"

"Well you're finally out of the house, if that counts for anything." Bill snorted, clapping Asher on the shoulder. "As for news, eh. Watchers leaving, people visiting, normal stuff you would know if you weren't such a grump. Oh! And someone broke into Garden Poultry a few days back, my guess is they just wanted free fries." On the last note Bill's words jumbled into laughter, then suddenly he broke into a cough. Asher lowered an eyebrow and took a step back, trying to avoid the spit shooting from the mailman's mouth.

"You okay?" He asked, trying to hide his disgust as Bill spat a ball of mucus onto the sidewalk. The man nodded quickly, waving Asher away. "Fine." He wheezed, sucking in a deep breath of air. "I've had this nasty cold for days and can't seem to shake it, that's all." He explained, shaking his head and wiping the spittle on his chin. When he looked back to Asher, his eyes caught sight of something else and the colour seemed to drain from his face. "Anywho... gotta run. Mail won't deliver itself." Bill said hurriedly, giving another sharp nod before scurrying away.

Confused, Asher turned around to try and see what had spooked the mailman into leaving so fast. Almost immediately his eyes found what he was looking for, and Asher found himself staring right into the blank face of a Watcher. It was well enough away, trying to keep out of sight by lingering near some bushes, but there was no mistake that the boy had seen it before it dissolved into the air.
"Useless things." He muttered, rolling his eyes as he stuck his hands in the pockets of his jacket.

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Character Portrait: Avaline Yoroshima Character Portrait: Miles Wilcox

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"I didn't mean for..

I'm..

I'm sorry."






The sound of crunching leaves grew louder as Miles approached the entrance of the school yard. In the chilly autumn air, just before the sun reached it's peak, Miles took the same walk he always did right before his final day of school. It was memorable to him, even if he chooses not to view it as his last peaceful moment, rather his favorite. Perhaps even now, after a few years, he's made up most of the memory due to much of it being corrupted.

The basics were still there, though.

As he walked by the houses of people he could not remember the names of, he could distinctly hears the whispers of the living. Light conversations about himself, mostly, but he'd learn something he did not notice before if he listened close enough. For a few moments, he heard the words 'Wait' and 'Heart' whispered. Miles was tempted to turn his head to see who was whispering, yet If he moved his head towards the voices or glimpses even slightly, everything would vanish. He'd have to start all over again.

That's alright. He already knew who was saying it, in the back of his head.

Miles made it to the front door of the school. He stood there for a few moments, staring down at the handle as if it'd shock him to death if he'd touch it. Miles grabbed the handle with little hesitation though, and was immediately sent through a portal of bright emotions and colorful tunnels. He slipped his shivering fingers down into his hoodie pockets, and made his way through, humming nursery rhymes.

Miles turned around from the entrance of the school, taking a breath of fresh air and smiling fondly as he looked upon the faces of people passing on the sidewalk. People were really happy here, weren't they? That wouldn't be possible if they were dead. No one could truly find happiness after death, Miles thought to himself.

As he walked down the path he had taken only moments before, there had been a noticeable change in his appearance and attitude. Before, he wouldn't dare look at his surroundings. Now, as new people appeared around him, he just couldn't stand staring at each on. He hosted a clearly visible smile now, one that wound be shared with a wave with each and every single passing visitor. A lot of them didn't smile back though, strangely. Some didn't even look at him. Strange. One thing Miles had recently noticed though from the amounts of people he's passed by in the past week; there had been a lot of redheads recently, especially males. Luck of the Irish running thin..? he joked to himself, not entirely understanding it half a moment later.

As Miles continued down the street, a breeze caught his sight, and he squinted while his hair blew into his eyes. He brushed his hair our of his eyes quickly, putting on an annoyed face for a moment. And that's when he saw her.

She looked... girly, at a first glance. Quiet, at a second. But the longer Miles stood staring at her from across the busy street, the longer he found her as someone he had never met before. Of course, he hadn't personally met any of these people, but he knew what most of them would possibly be like by the look of their faces. She was different though, very different. She looked the same, yet...

Though the crowds of people were passing by fast and the cars passing faster, and she was possibly going to leave with them soon, Miles decided he'd somehow find his way across to her without getting hit. (Well, luckily there was a stop light, but let's say he dodged traffic. he sounds more heroic that way. ) From behind, Miles stalked her for a few feet, catching his breath before lightly tapping her on the shoulder. Miles cleared his throat quickly, and put on his friendliest smile towards her. "Ello! How are you doing? Nice weather we're having, aren't we?" he chuckled lightly, glancing up at the sky briefly after saying such. "...My name is Miles. What's yours?" He asked with hidden enthusiasm, suddenly holding out his hand near hers.


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A bright orange sunset that tinted the houses with gold light as it faded to the other side of the Earth. That orange light was the first thing that she saw when her eyes opened. The second was the unnaturally dark blue sky as she fell backwards and landed in the soft dirt, the sound of the swings creaking as she did. It was something she couldn't really understand at first. She just stayed on her back with her blond hair sprawled out around her and her eyes gazing at the sky. Never had she felt so strange before. It was as if she had been sleeping for a long time and had woken from a dream.

Avaline kicked a small pebble with her shoe and it made a pretty pattering sound as it bounced through the water. She was thinking of that time again. Only a few weeks ago she found herself in this strange place, to what she decided to call 'Wonderland'. That's what it felt like to her. It was a wonderland that she had fallen into, though that wasn't quite the cause of her being here. There was no rabbit whole that she tumbled down to arrive here. It took her a few days to realize it, but she knew she wasn't alive anymore. She didn't really like to think about that though. Nothing good would come out of sulking over something that was out of her control.

Instead she decided to enjoy herself in this world. Sure she was rather sloppy at changing where she was at first, but she kind of had the hang of it now. This was her favorite place to be. It was green and full of plants and trees with streams and little waterfalls. The sky overhead was bright and she could hear the sound of birds singing to each other. She'd come here on a school camping tip once. There was swimming and curry and ghost stories at night. The teacher had scolded them for staying up late and chatting.

She stopped for a second mid-twirl. For a moment she felt her heart sink in her chest and her eyes saddened. However at the sight of her reflection in the water she swallowed and put on a smile, finishing her twirl and then looking ahead. "I think I could go for some cake! Or maybe some ice cream with whipped cream and brownie?"

The pastry shop a few blocks down from her school was the first thing that came to mind, and with a little concentration she found herself standing on the sidewalk of a somewhat busy street. There was something not right, though. This didn't look very familiar to her. Maybe she'd let her mind wander a little too much before moving.

When she was able to get to a street sign she recognized it and realized she was quite a ways down from where she'd originally intended to be, but this wasn't upsetting at all. She could do for a nice walk, after all! Perhaps she would meet some new people? So far the only one who'd talked to her was the man at the cake shop. He was the son of the man who founded the shop and ended up dying from heart disease at a young age. All she could really tell him was that she was on her way home and....well then she woke up. It was really confusing to be honest.

She'd come to a stop light now and was waiting to cross the street. You'd think in the afterlife you wouldn't have to worry about getting hit by a car, but Avaline wasn't about to risk it. Her curiosity did get the best of her at times but to throw herself in front of a vehicle to see what would happen well...that was a line she wasn't about to cross. The light turned green and she took a step forward only to nearly fall over when she stepped on her shoelace that had somehow become untied. She didn't fall on her face, luckily, but now she would have to tie her shoe and likely end up waiting for the light to turn green again. As she was just about to kneel down and tie her shoe she felt the tap of a finger on her shoulder and she nearly jumped.

"Ello! How are you doing? Nice weather we're having, isn't it?"

Eh...ehh? That was the first time since she's been here that someone on the street talked to her. She was sort of dumbfounded for a moment, but then her eyes widened slightly and her lips slowly parted in a smile.

"...My name is Miles. What's yours?"

"Y-you talked to me!!" She took Miles's hand with both of hers and shook it enthusiastically, her eyes sparkling like that of a toddler on Christmas morning. She blinked quickly and let go of the boy's hand, feeling a little embarrassed, but she was a little too happy to let that show. "Ah, I'm sorry! My name's Avaline Yoroshima and it's nice to meet you." She placed her hands on her lap and gave him a small, quick bow; something she'd learned to do from her time living in Japan. "Oh, actually. Do you know how much further the cake shop is from here? I think I'm on the right path but I might be lost too..." She said sheepishly as she raised her hand and placed her pointer finger on her cheek.

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Character Portrait: Elijah Barker

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The Library; a slow, cold draft stirred the mess of papers on the large mahogany desk, and the hearty fire that flickered in the grate spat at the air that fed it. Shadows lingered broodingly in the hidden corners, and the room was pervaded with the smell of ancient books clad in calf skin. The rich scent of vanilla from the aged parchment gave the air a musty quality, which made the room seem closer and more claustrophobic than it was. The desk dominated one side, and each wall played host to a bookshelf that ranged from the thickly crimson carpeted floor to the decorated ceiling. Upon the shelves, a multitude of books sat, slowly gathering dust. The room was lit by a golden, six pronged chandelier and the fire which sat in a fireplace decorated with tiles, each depicting a different scene. In one, a man sat, fishing, by a river, and in another, a mother nursed her child. Each tile was unique and hand painted, set against the dark wood of the fireplace and giving it a dark, rustic feel. The panelled walls held a myriad of decorations, from paintings to maps and posters. The room was large, but cosy and warm, with several lush armchairs arranged for comfort.





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Sighing, Eli drew the curtains to the large bay windows shut. Outside, it was a day like every other day, as usual. The fields surrounding the House were damp with morning dew, and the sky above was the normal watery shade of blue. The forest in the distance was obscured by a light fog, but Elijah knew that it'd pass in a few hours as the sun began to warm the little world he lived in. Irritated already, he turned his back to the window and strode through the empty, cavernous halls of the House to the library.

The door opened with the same silence as usual, and the room was just as warm and welcoming as usual. Elijah instantly relaxed in the comfort of his familiar space; it had been a long night, and he'd woken up with the feeling that he was going to forget more by the end of the day. It was a problem that Eli found he had to face since his...death...and he wasn't sure why he was afflicted with it. So, desperate to keep his memories, he had taken to writing everything down that he could remember from his true life.

He moved to the desk, where his most recent journal sat waiting. He'd forgotten most things up until his twelfth year so far, and one hundred and thirty completed journals rested in their places on the shelves. He'd found that, immediately after the start of his 'new life', he could remember everything effortlessly, but then the memories had started to fade. With a small sigh, Eli sat and leaned back in the chair, before reaching into the desk drawer and retrieving a pen, which he then set to a new page.


July 12th,

Today was a hot day. Matthew didn't wake up until after midday, but Lily was up before seven, so we did a puzzle and then I made her breakfast. As far as Saturdays go, today was average.

July 13th,

Still hot. Woke up late by Lily. She jumped on my bed, and started crying when I told her to leave, but I made it up to her that afternoon when I let her soak me in a water fight. School tomorrow.

July 14th...


Eli wrote for three hours, and managed to write up three months worth of memories, before leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes. Writing always gave him a headache, and despite the feeling of calm it gave him, he couldn't help but feel tired and depressed after. It was a life that he missed. Elijah rubbed his temples and rose, before heading back out to the living room again. He opened the curtains once more and looked out. The sun had arisen from the horizon, and it looked a little warmer. Eli smiled sadly, almost missing having people around him. It felt like months since anyone had last come by to have a true conversation with him.

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When the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?





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"Hey, Roxie, we'll always be friends, right?" The bubbly strawberry blonde asked, a bright smile plastered on her face as her green eyes shimmered with happiness. Yes, these were the moments the two best friends lived for, before everything changed.

"Of course! I love you, Lilia, you're like a sister to me... I'd never leave you!" Roxanne reassured Lilia, her smile just as bright as they began to make pointless jokes, laughing in the autumn breeze and drinking coffee. Back then, their eyes never ceased to shine in each other's presence. Back to when they had a spark of love and life.

"You better not!" Lilia jabbed back, nudging Roxie with a bit of force, but not any to shove her out of a chair. Together they'd never separate, or so they thought. They even had what they believed to be "best friend rings". A vow to always be together and one day move in with each other.


Now everything seemed simply like a dream, and like always, it was. Those days were gone now, and this was just a reoccurring daydream to Roxanne.



She was smiling back than, that much was for certain. Lilia and her, they we're sitting at that old café not far from here, they were friends back then, weren't they? Or had Lilia always hated her? Just the thought made Roxanne grit her teeth as she drummed her fingers on the café's table, her coffee's steam slowly raising as it was met with the chilly wind of autumn, nipping at Roxanne's nose.

There was so much Roxanne had yet to come to terms with since she had "passed". Since the darkness overcame her and threw her here, but at least not it wasn't so bad. This was a change of pace besides being within the house she was murdered in. A better pace. She could still hear the laughter ringing in her ears from that night, though it had begun to fade. Now all she felt was remorse for the lost friendship she once had...

Today felt different, though. Something was just off about the people she saw here, they all seemed new, and Roxanne was pretty much an average visitor of the café. Was there an odd amount of people? Was it always thing crowded? Why the bloody hell was she paying so much attention in the first place? Normally she'd have her head buried in a book, reading away as she began to waste the day away. She was easily bored, yes, but at least that'd help pass the time lightly until she was back at the house.

Whatever the reason, Roxanne couldn't help but put on a light pout as she sank in her seat, drumming her fingers once again now that she had finished her coffee. This was just going to be another slow, slow day.

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Character Portrait: Asher Chattaway Character Portrait: Avaline Yoroshima Character Portrait: Roxanne Powers Character Portrait: Miles Wilcox Character Portrait: Elijah Barker

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Nothing interesting ever happened in the Black, Asher had come to realize. Sure, you could go pretty much anywhere, meet pretty much anyone, and do pretty much anything you wanted, but after a certain amount of time 'pretty much' was replaced with 'boring', and Asher was beginning to realize just how bored he was with the usual boring. Couldn't there be, like... parties or something? No one ever said that the people in the afterlife had to be so dull. A party for being dead. He thought, nodding his head. There could be balloons and cake, maybe even a few cut-out gravestones and plastic ghosts if the guests had a sense of humor. The idea, to him, wasn't all that bad. He'd have to remember it for later.

He passed by a few people as he continued his walk, but none of which he recognized. The downside to choosing to leave his vision very rarely was that he hadn't given himself any time to meet his neighbors. Not that any of them seemed like they were interesting enough to get to know, though. Most of the people he saw were either old or flat out ancient. In other words, weren't in Asher's interest.

He kicked a stray rock out onto the road and watched as it rolled across the pavement. It hit the curb, tipped over, and Asher scowled before walking away. Of course. What had he expected? The rock would get up and do a little dance? Oho, look a me! A tiny rock doing an Irish Jig! Hahaha, what fun! Asher scoffed at the thought. Even in a world where everything was left to the mind, rocks still wouldn't provide entertainment. Obviously.

Asher shook his head and took a step forward, except this time when his foot hit the ground, it didn't make contact with the pavement. Nothing would have been out of the ordinary if Asher had intentionally switched to a different vision, one that took place in the park a few blocks from his house. Except, he hadn't. And where he was wasn't in a vision at all. He was in the Light. Confused, Asher looked around and worried that someone would be able to see him. No one in the park began to freak out and scream 'GHOST!!', though, so naturally he assumed he was invisible to them. That was good. No freaky I saw the dead Asher Chattway news reports were to be written anytime soon, thank god. Watchers would be all over him if the people in the Light began to talk about seeing the people in the Black.

When he tried to take a look around, Asher found himself back in the vision. Not intentionally, again. He was in the Light one second and then back in the Black the next. If he hadn't been out in public, Asher would have thought that he was going off his rocker, but the eruption of voices around him assured that he wasn't the only one it had happened to.

Asher reached out for the first person that walked past him, but he couldn't get a single word out before the street fell silent. The person's face went white and her eyes widened, and Asher turned his head two see two Watchers on both sides of the road. Aha! What a bunch of wimps.

"What was that all about?" He shouted, pushing past the gathering crowd in attempt to get close to the first Watcher. "If the rules are we don't go to the Light, then why the hell did that just happen?" He demanded, spreading out his arms. Like all the times before, when Asher got too close the Watcher disappeared into the air. He glanced back at the remaining one, but it too was gone. Right. Unhelpful and useless as always. He turned fully around to face the crowd, and to his surprise every one of them was staring at him. "What?" He snapped, feeling a bit awkward to have so many sets of eyes trained on him.
"Redhead, you're uh... you're fading." One woman spoke up.
One man snickered, and a second later Asher heard "Bet he's getting sent to the Blood for speaking out like that"
He narrowed his eyes and ignored him, but then a set of surprised gasps erupted from the crowd and Asher had to focus in order to hear what everyone was saying.

"Everything's fading!"
"Quick, change visions!"
"Hurry, go!"

In the midst of the panic, Asher took the advice and jumped to a different vision. It wasn't his home where he ended up, though. It was a large field, once again in the Light, and was completely packed of spirits from the Black.

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Eli sighed and turned away from the window when the fog began to roll back in across the fields, wandering to an aged bookshelf in one of the three sitting rooms the ancient house boasted. The books here were a mixture of new and old, a myriad of genres and texts. He picked one at random, ran a finger down it's spine, and then pulled it free. He sighed again as he moved to a low couch, and relaxed back, before opening up to the first page.

It was one that he'd read several times already. Really, he'd read all of the books here at least twice, and some of them over seven or eight times. It was hard to find something to entertain yourself when almost all of infinity stretched in front of him. He read the words almost blindly, using the dull sentences to pass the time. He'd only just read half of the small piece of literature, when the black ink began to fade. Frowning, Elijah glanced aside, and rubbed his eyes before looking back, only to see that the words were even closer to invisibility than before. His frown deepened as he watched them, before his heart started to race. The words were almost completely gone.

Abruptly, Elijah rose and threw the book across the room in horror. His house seemed to blink, as though dipping in and out of reality, and for a moment he thought that he could perceive the sudden noise and movement of the Light. The moment passed as quickly as it had come, and Elijah was once again in the oppressive silence of his own house, but his eyes were bright and alive, though filled with confusion as the room he had just been sitting in so peacefully seemed to fade before his eyes.

The man spun on his heels and ran. He passed the doorway to his room, and found that the corridor in front was already beginning to fade. "Damn..." Eli grimaced and ran faster, running through another doorway, and tripping as he fell through it. However, instead of the normal, hard flooring greeting him, he found himself landing on the comparatively soft green grass of a lush field. Blinking, Eli sighed in relief, and looked up. The light was brighter than usual, and as he turned his head up to the sunlight, he realized that he really was in the Light...for real. He pushed himself to his feet and looked around uncertainly at all the others around him who milled around with just as much confusion.

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Miles's smile dropped at Alavine's first exclamation, showing his surprise as to how audibly she responded. She wasn't as quiet as she was expected to be at all, was she? He shook her hand respectively though, let her introduce herself ("...Did she just bow? Was she a princess or something?"), and listened to her question about some nearby cake shop she was looking for, all the while starting new curiosities about her in his consciousness.

Was she new? Did she not know of the visions? Did she not know that she was sleeping? Oh my. The moment someone realizes they're in a comma isn't the best thing to experience in the world. Most people were quite angry when Miles tried to tell them. But Avaline -as she called herself- didn't seem the type to react in violent ways. Not yet, at least. She was pleasant. Perhaps he should bring it up while they talked at the coffee shop.

People passed by the two teens on the sidewalk, walking hastily, trying to hold on to the streets of their past memories. Two people had bumped into Miles, almost a reminder for him that the girl Avaline had asked a question. "...Oh! You mean that little cake shop on Smith Street? With the.. Ah... Cakes? I think I know that place. " Miles answered after a few moments of silence, his smile returning with a nod. He looked up to the sky for a second, trying to visualize the place. Plants in the front, Lady with a coffee always sitting outside.. He put his chin back own and turned his head, glancing around in all directions before finding and pointing his hand in the general direction of South. "It's a little walk down from here; just keep going straight, and you'll get there. The sidewalks get pretty crowded around now though, so I think it's best if you take the shortcut.. You know the shortcut, right?" Miles's voice got a little softer with his final statement. He blinked twice at her, then quickly took her hands in both of his with his chin up, eyes closed. "Think of the cake shop. What it looks like, smells like, sounds like, tastes like and..."

A marvelous feeling swept over the two as the image of their presence faded from the street. For a brief moment, like the tunnel between visions, colors, feelings and everything else of emotion, the whispers of the living could be distinguished from the people among the street. That moment quickly ended though, because by the time they would care to listen in, the sounds of dishes being clanged and chatters and sips took their place.

"...And we're here!"
Miles opened his eyes and let go of her hands promptly, turning his head sideways to look around the shop. He stuck his hands into his pockets and with a smile and a tilt of his head, he mumbled, "It smells like ice cream.. Mm."

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"...Oh! You mean that little cake shop on Smith Street? With the.. Ah... Cakes? I think I know that place. "

It had taken a minute for the blond boy to reply, but Avaline waited patiently with a friendly smile on her face. When he did reply her smile widened at his answer.

"It's a little walk down from here; just keep going straight, and you'll get there."

She gave him another quick bow to show her gratitude. "That's great! I'm heading in the right direction after all!" She was quite proud of herself, actually. It wasn't hard for her to get lost sometimes and she rarely visited this part of the city when she was on the other side, but it turns out she was finding her way along just fine. However it never hurt to ask for directions if you're unsure of the way. Better to be safe than sorry, right?

"The sidewalks get pretty crowded around now though, so I think it's best if you take the shortcut.. You know the shortcut, right?"

At this, she was slightly confused. "There's a shortcut?"

She felt his hands wrap around hers and she blinked at him, somewhat curious but also rather confused. That's when the surroundings around them began to change. Avaline never really paid attention to the detail of it all. She did when she tried it the very first time, but she mostly pushed it aside from then on. It only lasted for what felt like a single second and then the two of them were standing inside the cake shop.

Miles let go of Avaline's hands and smelled the air, but Avaline was too amazed to pay attention to her surroundings. "Y-you did that really well!", she said, fixing her eyes intently on Miles as she did. She almost always ended up a little further down from where she intended to go, and here he led them right into the shop.

"Ah, Ava! Welcome back. I see you brought a friend along this time?"


Avaline turned her attention to the young man behind the counter and gave him a wave. "Good afternoon! And this is Miles. He helped me out because I sort of got lost again." The tall man let out a small laugh. It wasn't the first time Avaline had explained to him her troubles of ending up in the wrong place, so this was nothing new.

The blond girl raised her hand in the air. "I'd like a Brownie Caramel Cake Blast, please!", she exclaimed excitedly and then lowered her hand and turned to Miles. "What would you like? It's my treat to say thank you."

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Miles smiled radiantly towards the owner as he heard himself being mentioned, and waved as Avaline did. His actions seemed to be more reflex than actual politeness though, or perhaps both, as he wasn't as familiar with him. Avaline seemed to be though, he noticed. She was talking so fluently with him. It was like they were life long friends. At least she wasn't as new as he thought she was, though. Unless she did happen to be friends with a guy who worked at a sweet's shop, which, didn't sound as farfetched as he originally thought.

"What would you like? It's my treat to say thank you."

Miles turned his attention back towards Avaline swiftly, tilting his head to the side a bit. He responded truthfully, "Hm? Oh, uh.. no thanks. I'm not very hungry." and shook his head. Though the scents did smell fetching, he wasn't in the mood for sugary treats. Usually he would, but perhaps he had just been fed in the real world? That could be reasonable. Obviously, he had to eat sometime, otherwise he'd just be a starving vegetable sitting in a hospital bed. Ew.. No, they'd have to give him baths too.

Miles shook himself out of his thoughts, and glanced around the shop once again. "Actually.. Do they serve any hot chocolate?" he asked, turning his head towards the worker, walking away from Avaline and towards the counter. He portrayed the same smile as before when he crossed his arms over the counter and murmured, "I haven't had a hot chocolate in forever.." in a persuasive manner.

As Miles viewed the different kinds of cakes under the counter, an odd scene began to play outside. Behind the double doors and windows to the front of the store, gathered a group not larger than the amount of usual passer-byers on the sidewalks, conversing over what they'd order their friend for his birthday. Normally this wouldn't seem odd, but at the moment it would. Why? Because you could nearly see right through them. Isn't that funny? People who are sleeping look alive, and people who aren't don't. The vision of them only lasted a little while because of the attention that grew upon them outside. A few people gathered around, wondering what had just occurred. Miles was too busy thinking of what kind of world he would like to build with Avaline to notice any of it.

As the owner came back with Avaline's Brownie Caramel Cake Blast and Miles's Hot chocolate, Miles instantly backed off of the counter and offered to take the two with his hands extended. He must not have had a good grip though, because his cup of hot chocolate, along with Avaline's BCCB, fell through Miles's hands and spilled fiercely all over the glass counter. Sticky crumbs and dark liquid combined to make a horrifying mess any mother would mourn over.

Mile's eyes opened wide, and he took a careful step back, holding his arms away from his torso in disgust. "..O-Oh ssssnap. I am so... so sorry..!" he responded to the mess on his outfit, the counter, and the young man, trying his best not to cuss or freak out. He promptly turned around and went to grab a few paper napkins from a side table, avoiding eye contact- or any sort of contact for that matter- with Avaline at all costs. " I'm... not usually that clumsy.." He murmured to himself, cleaning himself off as the owner did with his counters. "I could've swore that I.. I-" Miles's blinked twice in Avaline's direction, dropping the napkins on the floor without noticing. "Avaline!" He shouted with eyes wide. He then continued much more loudly, "Avaline, you're fading!" and took a few steps away from her in shock. However, he didn't get very far as he happened to slip on the napkins previously dropped. Expected to hit his head on the back of a table that had previously helped him, he instead landed on a pile of leaves that crumpled underneath his weight.

Out in the cool air and bright sunshine, Miles laid there for a few moments while his heart raced, the same expression still holding strong.

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The shop owner nodded at Avaline's request and went on to make her treat while Mile's made his way to the counter.

"Actually.. Do they serve any hot chocolate? I haven't had a hot chocolate in forever.."

"One hot chocolate then.", The man said with a smile as he finished up with Avaline's choice. He now moved onto making the hot chocolate. As for Avaline, she was now paying attention to the strange scene outside. Her eyes had shifted to the glass door and windows and she watched curiously. It was as if the people outside were somewhat transparent. She tilted her head slightly at the sight, wondering if maybe she was seeing things, but it was too clear to just be a trick of the eye.

Her thoughts were distracted by the sound of glass as it shattered on the tile floor of the shop. She jumped a little at the sound, but once she realized that it was because Mile's had accidentally dropped their tray on the floor she settled down. Avaline took a step forward and looked at Mile's with concern in her expression.

"Oh my gosh, are you oka--" "..O-Oh ssssnap. I am so... so sorry..!"

She watched him reach over to a table and pull out a few napkins from the dispenser. She would've let him know that it was no problem at all and then offered to help clean up, but that wasn't what what on her mind right now. Just like the people outside of the shop, Miles looked to be transparent, but even more than what she saw before.

It seemed her own body was the same, judging by Mile's expression when he finally looked at her.

"Avaline! Avaline, you're fading!"

Avaline raised her hands, but found herself looking right through her palms. She opened her mouth to say something, but her attention drew to Miles as he fell backwards. Avaline reached out to him, wanting to keep him from falling and getting hurt, but the shop became distorted and in a single second she was standing outside.

She lowered her outstretched arm, no longer transparent, and turned her head slowly from side to side. She could see trees and grass, but also a whole group of people standing around her. Some of them looked confused while others seemed to be terrified. Come to think of it, how was she feeling right now? Confused, most likely, but it was kind of a mixed emotion that she couldn't distinguish. She suddenly felt the need to find Miles and began to look more intently at the faces of the ones around her. None of them she recognized, unfortunately.

She began to walk around, trying to get passed people without bumping into them, and started making her way to the outside. That's when she noticed the blond boy laying in a pile of leaves under one of the trees. A spark of relief rushed through her and she hurried towards him, but suddenly felt her right side run into something. She clumsily took a few steps to the side and turned towards the blond boy who was much taller than her and gave him a quick bow. "I'm so sorry! Excuse me!"

Without waiting for the strangers reply she once again made her way to Miles until she was standing in front of the leaf pile and took a moment to catch her breath. "Miles, are you alright? I wonder what happened?" She turned around and took in her surroundings, then she realized it. "I..I think this is the other side."

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WIP In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on. Whether your living or not.

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"I can't go back, and I don't want to go forward...I'm stuck in between, surrounding by the darkness of my failing memories"

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"I'm sure it'll all be worth something in the end, don't you think?"

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"I can't go back, and I don't want to go forward...I'm stuck in between, surrounding by the darkness of my failing memories"

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WIP In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on. Whether your living or not.

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WIP In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on. Whether your living or not.

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"It's strange. I mean...I always knew I would die, it just never hit me until it happened."

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Now Bird, bribery isn't right. *takes quarters* But I have a lucky cat who need some more change....

Anyway the next few days are going to be rather busy for me I'm afraid. So I probably won't be able to post again until Monday when my busy weekend is over.

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Pssst! If Truth or Fluffy ask, I only wrote 400 words, not 700 like I wasn't supposed to. *Slips everyone else a quarter*

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*Slips everyone else an extra quarter and creeps back into my cave*

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Alrighty! So, in my latest post which also turned around to be really long, sorry again for that I tagged all the characters (aside from DeathWithin's, because she hasn't been active in ever)
This is because Asher, Avaline, Elijah, Miles and Roxanne all ended up in the same spot. I dunno, I just thought I'd tell you guys that so you don't have your characters appearing in Arizona or Newfoundland or something.

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First post is finally up though I'm sorry it turned out to be really long, and the fact that it took forever to write
so you guys are all free to start posting! ^^

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Got my history all finished and Avaline is ready to go! :3

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Guys, finish up those CS's. Truth's going to post soon.

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Sorry I haven't gotten Avaline's history done yet ><

I've been kind of busy with another character that I started making, but I'll get her finished tomorrow as soon as I can. I did have the first two paragraphs(and I mean like 20 sentences each) written up yesterday but then my computer just shut down on me for no reason and I kinda lost motivation because I was already tired and it was late. I want to get her history done before the rp starts though so I'll likely have her done by tomorrow night.

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Nono, don't worry! Not crude at all ^^ Sorry to give you trouble.

On another note, hopefully the first post will be up sometime on Monday. If that doesn't happen, then we'll be starting on Tuesday for sure!

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Oh no, my bad! I'm sorry for offending anyone! My humor is rather crude at times and can be quite ignorant- once again, my apologies. I'm not interested in playing in the rp, it just looks fun to read. I'll be minding myself now- again, sorry, sorry.

PS. Okay my last post looks silly even after editing it, so I deleted it- okay I am gone
Edit: Okay you can't delete posts I've only found that out now. Well anyway it's edited, and please dismiss the stupid naive thing I said earlier- okay okay bye

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Otaku, even though I see no problem with just simply checking in on a nice RP because you like it and want to read it, I think you're making one of my friends a little worried. If you want, I think we could probably arrange a way for you to play a character, but please keep your stalking news to yourself. That's one of the number one rules of being a good stalker is that you don't let your prey know. (Unless you wanna be creepy. I love doing that, but like.. Yeah.)

Sorry dude. Stalkers are not appreciated.

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Hello pretty people ovo

Just wanna drop in and say hi.

Mmkay carry on-

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Absolutely! You're welcome to make a character for the role if you want to.

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Hello there! I was hoping to try out for girl 1 if she isn't taken?

-DeathWithin

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(Answering for Bird 'cause I think she should be heading off to bed soon)

I accepted all the characters sent in, but I'm not really sure how long the site takes to update so it might be awhile before they show up...? Eh. (I'm actually wanting to edit a few things for my character still, so maybe it's good that he's not on the page yet)

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Yes I noticed you changed it around some *w*

OwO And yes I may have been browsing around at everyone's characters so far...eh heh heh. Mostly just for reference on the history though, tbh. Also likes, dislikes and fears and such. I didn't want to put down anything that somebody else already had. As for the history, well same thing. I didn't want to write up my history and have it be too similar to someone else's.

So are you waiting until everyone has their character in and finished before accepted? Or are you waiting until you and ISpeakTheTruth have your character the way you want them.

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Ahjshdkfhg, Fluffy you better not be looking at my character! I've been doing a lot of edits. ;xxx; Seriously, it's probably a lot better then the last time I saved it by now. Be patient child.

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Tea is fine! Honestly, it's more of a test than a nickname...In my opinion tea is better any day!

Also, Truth, I've not reached the ten posts needed to reply to your PM yet >.< But I'll make the right modifications as soon as I get home in a couple hours :)

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Yay! All I have left to do is my character history an she'll be all finished! :D By the way everyone's characters look super cool. I'm very excited to be a part of this!

Also, Tea.Or.Coffee. I'm going to call you Tea because tea is better than coffee any day and that is also the name of my cat :3

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Hey there! I saw this RP and thought it looked great, so I think I'll be putting in a sheet for the final male character, which I'll get started on right now. I should also let you know I'm pretty new to the site, so apologies in advance if I get anything wrong :P

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@ISpeakTheTruth
Thank you so much for reserving her for me! (so sorry for the inconvenience)
I've only got about an hour right now before I have to go somewhere but I can turn in a WIP(a very very wip) until I get home tonight to finish it. And just to let you know I am using face claim Tsumugi Kotobuki.