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Remy Durara

"One day we'll all become little puppets in a play called life."

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a character in “Doors and Portals”, as played by xxMCxMIKEYxx

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Remy Durara



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"Some legends are told
Some turn to dust or to gold
But you will remember me
Remember me for centuries
And just one mistake
Is all it will take
We'll go down in history
Remember me for centuries."


-Centuries || Fall Out Boy





Image{Name:} Remy Durara || "I gave myself that name.. It kinda just came, ya'know?"


{Gender:}
Female || "It's pretty obvious."


{Realm:} Remy used to live in an abandoned circus. It was one of those big tents that had everything in it! The tight rope, ring of fire, swords, and even a lion! But outside the tent was nothing. It was just a black void, full of nothing. But with all the gear there, she trained, and trained everyday, and soon became the spirit she is today. || "This might sound weird but.. I kinda miss my home."






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{Appearance:}
Remy is a cute, but mysterious looking girl. She is 4"12, almost reaching 5". She weighs about 90 pounds, and as you can see, is pretty skinny. She has long raven black hair that is usually tied back into pig tails. She has pale, fair skin, and beautiful blue eyes. Remy wears a very kind of different outfit than the others. Remy likes to wear all black and white. She wears her black bikini top, with a very complex hoodie over top of that, which has a white star on the back of it. She also wears black shorts with a white belt, and white accents, with her shin length black boots with white accents.

{Personality:}

• Protective ○ Sarcastic • Graceful On Her Feet ○

Remy is a very protective girl, mostly over the things she loves the most. If you touch her summoner, prepare to die. Remy has a side to her that practically no one enjoys, her sarcasm. Remy is almost always sarcastic, and it gets a bit annoying when you hear 24/7. She usually makes sarcastic jokes, some that are not even funny, but she does love to at least try to make people laugh. Remy is also very fast, and flexible, since she trained for a long time in her own realm. She is a fast girl, and can easily out run anyone. {More to come}







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Summon Style


{Stylized Appearance:} Since her summoner kinda has a more of a thuggish look, she adapted her mortal form to his 'behavior'. She looks more cut up and sluggish, since she added some nice scars on her stomach. She has also changed her color of hair. Since her true form is a small little brown haired, brown eyed girl, she changed her style to a more mature, thuggish looks, so she changed her hair color and eye color.

{Power:}
Remy's power is this huge gun that straps onto her arm that she can summon. When she summons the gun, her left eye flames, and then a big chunky, white, and black gun forms on her arm, with a white star on it, just like the star on her sweater. The gun can shoot plasma balls that can temperately paralyze the person shot.

{Mortal Disguise:} Remy's mortal appearance is a more mature, looking version of her true form which is a young girl with brown hair and brown eyes. Her mortal disguise is a more mature looking girl, with black hair and blue eyes. She also likes to take form in a black kitten, with white paws and a beautiful slick black coat. Whenever she is out in her kitten form, she doesn't have a collar on, and most mortals thinks she is a stray.



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Remy woke up in a circus.. All she remembers when waking up, was the lion, nudging her hand carefully, as the lion was worried sick about the child infront of him. As soon as Remy woke up, she befriended the lion, naming Azoo. Azoo and her became close friends over time, as he helped her complete the tightrope. One day when Azoo and Remy were playing tag, the whole circus started to rumble, and shake. This scared the young child Remy, so Azoo threw himself over her, as a rock debree hit him in the head, and knocked him out. The last thing Remy remembers was a small slit of white outside of the Circus, and she, walking into the white slit, being sent to somewhere called 'Earth'.

So begins...

Remy Durara's Story

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The city of Spireworth was bustling as usual even after the welcoming warmth of the sun had fallen. In it's place was the pale luminous moon casting its light upon the crowds. Said crowds were with the magically gifted as well as those who were 'normal', as it was common for many mages to use their talents to make a living in a variety of ways. Stall owners called out selling crystals that held special healing properties, additional accessories for Conducts, and as normal in many markets an abundance of food. Apparently there is nothing better for roasted corn cooked by a fire mage..although normally the stall wouldn't be producing so much smoke.

A few disgruntled shoppers coughed loudly as the smoke continued, even a few remarked at the level of smoke. The fire breather merely shook his head mutely as the smoke continued to bellow out in a hurry. Said smoke was coming from behind the corn stall, seeping through the doors of a bar. There was a loud feminine cough as a young woman walked out clutching something in her hands along with a fat-looking wallet. An angry shout quickly followed the woman's exit as a rough bar patron pointed an accusing finger at the elegantly dressed woman "You cheated! You don't deserve that money..don't try to deny it. Only a cheat would do something as dirty as try to escape using that...thing...". Said thing merely glared with black eyes at its attacker before spitefully puffing out more some from its' head as a dainty hand waved the fumes away from her face "Kind sir, I am appalled you would accuse me of such a thing. I won our wager fair and was playing 'dirty' as you claimed due to your violence reaction to loosing...around". A smirk came onto the woman's face as she waved the wallet towards its former owner "Say..five hundred dollars? Shame luck wasn't on your side tonight. Maybe next time you should keep a better poker face..".

Struggling to find the right words, as the man let roar of rage, flames engulfing his fists as he swung blindly at the young woman before dropping to his knees clutching his manhood as the curved horns of Ollie slammed brutally into the man's stomach before trotting, albeit a bit clumsily towards the waiting Belladonna. The young woman merely gave the goat a gentle pat on his horns before walking away as if it was just another evening for her. The few spectators quickly cleared a path, not eager to give the hostile goat another reason to charge. Her destination was that of the bus stop which would take her back to the welcoming bed awaiting her return. Her other summon let out another huff of smoke at the small bleating of the goat. It seemed the two summons were having an arguments of sorts..."Now do behave you two, Luck you did good work tonight. Take a rest". The dice cup spirit merely let out a small smoke heart before pressing itself to the waiting card in his Summoner's hands.

Shuffling the card among the numerous others as Belladonna merely smiled at the events of the night. The money she had earned would help pay off her upcoming rent, and bring in much needed groceries. Eventually the wheezing of the bus broke her trance of shuffling as both Summoner and Spirit boarded the transporter. Eventually the place the duo called home came into view, the house was silent given the late hour. Moonlight gave some light through the windows as Belladonna shuffled towards her room eyeing each passing room briefly. She didn't know much about her roommates, although like every other mage she crossed with there were quirks to deal with. The first room belonged to Martin, a quiet, but kind man. Apparently being sickly all your life made you really focus on keeping a positive environment.

The door across from Martin belonged to an equally secretive Saturday who seemed keen on hiding herself away unless directly her scathing sarcasm at someone. Said sarcasm was actually pretty entertaining as long as it wasn't directed at Belladonna. While down from Saturday was someone clearly hiding something behind all that bravado. Xavier Poll was clearly raised with manners, although it could be hard to tell when the young man was bouncing off the walls with excitement over something trivial. Still she was becoming fond the infectious energy her roommate had, not to mention the utter heart melting cuteness of his rabbit summon. A sigh escaped her as she passed the surprisingly quiet room of her final roommate Anthem..as a house of quiet individuals would considered sacrilege as the man was nearly as boisterous as Xavier, although his energy had a more aggressive feel about it than kind. To say it was surprising this rough and tumble mage was a summoner would have shocked her given the nature of his Conduct. A baseball bat, an interesting choice..but it seemed fitting enough.

Finally reaching the end of the hall for her own piece of mind as soft cotton sheets crooned at her as she tiredly stripped down to her normal sleep ware. A simple bra and under ware would suffice..despite her favored preference of sleeping in the nude..it would do little good to flash unsuspecting roommates. Ollie merely settled himself at the end of the bed and was sleep within seconds. Envious of the goat's easy dreams, a sigh escaped Belladonna as she waited for her fatigue to take over her body.

A few hours passed by without any type of interruption...that was until a tingle came down Belladonna's spine. Darting awake as the tingles became like small shocks as her hands groped blindly for something on her nightstand. Finally her hands grasped her chosen object and roughly threw it against the wall. Cards scattered upon impact..as her eyes widened at her action of throwing her Conduct. The tingling had stopped..but the cards still rustled as before floating upwards revealing two figures, one taller and the other shorter. Snapping her fingers rapidly as the cards flew back into her hands like eager puppies, and a stunned Ollie merely charged at the taller figure without a second thought...


Who were these strangers and why did they seem so familiar to her magic?????

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By the time he had returned to the house night was already beginning to set in, though still quite early with all things considered, as Anthem retreated to his room as he had done so every other day. Whether the other housemates were in or out, or about somewhere he wasn’t sure, but it wasn’t a major issue for him to fret over it. Considering they’d all only been together for a short amount of time, their ties in his opinion, weren’t much to incline him to express concern just yet.

“Come on Chow, time to hit the hay!” He sighed somewhat loudly, as the patter of small paws hurried on after the figure with the occasional pant. Surprisingly, despite seeming the type, Anthem rarely stayed out late. Though this may have been due to his habit of fleeing the house at ungodly hours while many would have still been asleep, perhaps. But it wasn’t as if he had somewhere to go, far from it. Anthem only gave the illusion of being busy when in all matters of truth he wasn’t in the slightest, clearly having no job and by all rights any means of earning money. But since no one had really questioned the boy it was unlikely he’d reveal the more preferred method behind his presumed earnings.

As both mage and mutt made their way to their designated room within the building, the boy couldn’t help but cast a few stares at each door they passed, though it was likely he couldn’t even recall who slept where. For all he knew someone could have moved out and it would be days later until he noticed, if that.

First there was Belladonna, some girl with a thing for gambling from what he had heard. But if you asked him he would’ve sworn she was cheating and much of the likes, and then there was that weird goat that followed her. The other girl however was more likely than some to not get on his bad side, despite how little he actually knew of her. Saturday, an odd name but at least he could remember it. Chow seemed oddly fond of the female, more than his master, maybe. In a weird way it was strange to be living so close to the opposite gender, considering his lack of interaction with such, but at least there wasn’t much in the way of incidents. Then there was Martin, a quiet guy who keeps to himself, something of a foreign concept to Anthem to the point that the other male bewildered him in a little. But there was also Xavier, who was a pretty good kid, if not something of a fantasist.

It wasn’t like Anthem paid any particular interest in the others, just occasionally taking little notes per say, considering they all were living together after all. Shaking his head he continued into his room and closed the door once Chow was safely in, wasting little time as the boy flopped down onto his bed without a second thought. Lying against the bed on his stomach, Chow had already joined the boy and was curled up next to him, sound asleep. Normally the pair wouldn’t have succumbed to slumber so quickly, but they had been especially busy that day and rest was too tempting to resist. Usually, you could’ve found Anthem doing something or another, or just listening to music. Anything for the sake of causing some noise and making his presence known, but not tonight.

The tired duo had been asleep for a few hours already and yet still neither showed signs of stirring, though the odd few twitches here and there came into play, with the occasional mumble or snore. Unknowingly, Anthem was still holding onto his bat from earlier, and gave it a few swings now and again. Amidst his sleep, he had been plagued by the feeling of a prickling sensation on his body that would disrupt his snoozing ever so slightly. At first he was able to ignore it, but as time passed on and the feeling increased, the boy gripped the bat harder and smacked the end against the floor in slight annoyance before dropping it. Though not opening his eyes right away the mage was more conscious now than he had originally been, and Chow was more than awake due to the sudden loud noise.

Though it wasn’t entirely uncommon to hear Anthem hitting something during the night, though only gentler and less noisy, and without any real purpose. Once he had dropped the conduct and let out a quiet groan, the bat began to vibrate and then soon rolled across the floor on its own. Such a thing had happened a handful of times in the past but this time was different, even if he couldn’t guess why, Anthem just got a feeling which prompted the mage to force his eyes open albeit still somewhat sleepily. His vision was blurred a little and at a disadvantage due to the darkness, but he knew something must’ve been near them as the small dog came to life and barked continually, and annoyingly.

A rift had opened, intentionally or not, and in his room no less. Perhaps even excitedly, Chow was practically bouncing up and down off the floor by that point, the fluff-ball both curious and cautious of the strange presences that came from said rift. On the other side of the room the outlines of two figures could be made-out, causing Anthem to force himself upright fully with a wary stare. “Who the hell’s there?” He asked in a rough demanding tone, reaching a hand over to snatch the dog up before it worked itself into a small frenzy of curiosity. “Answer me!”

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Today was a work day, Saturday took shifts on going back and forth from making the art to selling it, today was a day to make art. She decided to make the best of it by doing her favorite thing, painting, she loved to paint and it showed in the amount of canvases that were strewn about the room some bank, others half finished and a few that had already been finished and were waiting to dry.

Her room was a bit of a mess with paint splatters on the tiled floor and walls, half finished projects laying on top of boxes of sewing supplies and paints. Her bed was just a mattress on the floor with a bed sheet in a bunch over the top but it wasn't like she used it much anyway. Button was laying on the bed not fast asleep from a long day of work, but Saturday had no suck luxury. She wasn't a slob or just lazy she just didn't have the time to be cleaning when she needed to make more things to sell.

It had been only a few weeks since she moved into an apartment and already it felt like home, which she couldn't say the same about her roommates. Starting from her least favorite, Belladonna, the woman was alright but she gambled like it was crack, Saturday had a chip on her shoulder for gambling and so this girl annoyed her with her pack of cards and coy smile.

Next was Martin, he was quiet a bit too quiet for Saturday's taste, he had a sort of eerie feel about him which made her want to avoid him, it felt as though he was hiding something even she didn't want to know. Xavier was the polar opposite always way too loud and rowdy making her want to shove pencils in her ears. He just talked way too much and gave weird responses to her sarcasm.

Lastly there was Anthem, she had mixed feeling about him he was the kinda guy that she normally wouldn't get along with but there was an air about him that she could help but subconsciously respect. And then there was his wisp, a little dog with big eyes that melted her heart, and she hated him for it any time he followed her around the house she tried shooing him away only to have him follow her more.

She listened as each one of them came home, hearing them walk past her door which was slightly ajar. But her main focus was on her painting it was a full sized canvas that stood vertical against her wall, she was painting the portrait of a man she had never seen before. She had been painting him for weeks now he started off as a speck in the distance of a landscape she was doing and each time she painted he was always there each time coming closer and closer. This scared and intrigued her but she dared not to stop,

This time he seems to be right up next to her standing in a far away place that was not of this world and he seemed so real almost like he was looking right at her. Then she herd Cho's barks from the other room and was about to go see what had happened when a flash of light came from the painting and she was knocked backward onto her rear.

She looked up to see her painting had come to life, something that had never happened before. Her eyes grew wide as she looked at the man she had painted, he was real, had she created him? “Go away,” she said half forceful half bewildered.

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ImageA certain star floating through the void of space, not shinning any brighter or dimmer than any of the others, just another in an ocean of twinkling light.

This particular star had felt ordinary and plain even though most of the stars in the universe had taken bride in their jobs in painting the night skies with light. But most had their own shine to them, some had hues of color and some were bright, some were dubbed part of constellations, but not this star.

It didn't necessarily feel left out just bored in its placement in the sky, questioning its own existence if only to add a tiny dot in the night. It was the living embodiment of an identity crisis, it got confused on why it was only one of a billion, then frustrated for not knowing then exhausted from the mix of emotions.

But that all changed when he felt the tingling, it started off small but it had already recognized the sensation from the past times that it had shown itself. It knew what was to come next, the feeling would fade and everything would go back to as it was, normal. Boring.

But something was different this time, the feeling didn't go instead it grew and the star looked around hurriedly, was this what it was like when a star died. But this one was a practically young star only having live a couple thousand years, it couldn't be dieing now, but the feeling grew more and more coming from the inside out.

The star began to glow brighter and it panicked thinking that this was it this was the moment it would explode, but not having any eyes to close it had to watch as a strange light overtook its own shine until there was nothing but the light. Then suddenly, abruptly it winked out of the night sky, but instead of winking out of existence he found himself in a strange place that he had never seen before and could not describe.

He had his arms over his head and his eyes were shut tight as if he was still bracing himself for death, but when he realized it had not come he opened his eyes standing up straight. There were two other figures in the room but his eyes were still adjusting to the light. “Who the hell’s there?” Came a voice from one of the figures, the one furthest away from him. “Answer me!” But he was too petrified to speak.

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Remy slowly woke up, right beside Azoo, who was also waking up. Remy yawned. "G'Morning Azoo." Remy said, as Azoo gave a small nudge to her hand, acknowledging her words. Remy sat up, looking around her circus. She knows this circus from the back of her hand, she had lived here for years, and for all shes knows is that someone will come today to sweep her away from this horrid place she calls home. Remy got up, and decided to go on the tight rope, after all shes mastered it, and even knows how to do trick on it too.

As she made her way the ladder to get up to the tightrope, she looked around her circus, seeing the ring of fire that never went out, and the swords, even the motorcycle that was used to drive through the burning circle. Remy had never used the motorcycle, as she would probably destroy something if she did. Remy sighed, and did a little cartwheel to the ladder, as she was bored and didn't know what else to do. As she got to the ladder, she gracefully climbed up, making her way to the top of the tightrope.

Remy stared at her tightrope, calming her breathing down, and stretching, making sure she won't hurt any of her muscles. This was all just part of her routine of getting onto the tightrope. As she stretched, Azoo woke up, striding over to the tighrope with great pride. Azoo was a prideful lion, and a very nice one too. Well at least according to Remy. "Don't worry Azoo. I'm fine, I won't hurt myself. You taught me how to make it across the tightrope after all!" Remy said, smiling. Azoo was her most closest friend, and well- Her only friend. But she hoped that'll change, she really wants a new friend.

Remy shook the thought out of her mind, and finished stretching, she took her shoes off, and put her feet on the rope. The first part was easy. She looked right in front of her and started to walk, keeping a perfect balance she stopped in the middle, sitting down on the rope. As she sat down, she had a perfect view of the whole circus. This was the best part of the tightrope. Until, the circus started to shake, and she fell.

"Oof! Ouch.. God, what's going on?!" Remy screeched, Azoo running over to her. The circus kept shaking, and how even harshly. Azoo looked at her, and bite her shirt, pulling her over to the entrance of the circus, away from the debree. Remy watched Azoo grab the picture of his trainer and him, and run back to Remy, carrying the same proud look he away has. Azoo threw himself over her, as a pole, that was holding up the circus fell down, about to hit remy, but now it smacked Azoo in the head, and he stayed on top of Remy, knocked out.

Remy screamed and started to cry, trying to get out from under him. Her only friend was almost dead, and her home was falling apart, her nightmare was coming true. Remy finally got out form under Azoo, and grabbed his picture, running out of the circus before it collapsed. Remy soon saw a flash of white, almost like a mirror, something she could fit through, appear in front of her. Remy looked at Azoo, the at the mirror. Azoo would want her to leave. It had all happened so fast.

"Goodbye Azoo."

Remy said, as tears stung her cheeks, and the circus collapsed she walked through the mirror thing, being transported some where.

“Who the hell’s there?” Remy woke up, hearing someone say something. “Answer me!” Remy opened her eyes to see two boys beside her. Remy was too scared, sad, and mad, to even speak. Remy curled up into a ball and started to cry.



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Anthem widened his eyes to the bizarre sight before him, a somewhat unexpected vision to say the least as a red-haired boy and dark, blue-haired girl stood in his room. Neither opted to give him an answer though, which irked him evidently, more so once an awkward silence began to linger as neither side offered much in the way of words. Anthem was stubbornly holding his tongue in hope of getting a response, however the silence that hung was soon broken once the girl had began to cry.

”Hey, hey, stop that already!” He called albeit weakly, his voice partly breaking as the sound of the girls crying began to unsettle the mage a little. After all, the last thing he needed on top of everything else was a girl crying in his bedroom, of all things. ”Look, no need to get hung up over it, alright? Heck, I’m not that scary am I?” Forcing a small begrudged smile the boy slid off the bed at that moment, the small dog also hopping off, as the pair gradually progressed across the room and towards the two strange beings. As if forgetting the possible threat they could pose Anthem strolled up to the two, eying them up and down quietly, before allowing Chow to sniff the duo in a curious fashion.

”Like, I don’t know what the hell you are, or where you two came from but--” Upon closer inspection the boy just noticed, if not being somewhat surprised by the realization that these two figures appeared more frightened than anything else. The girl was easier to read given her tears, but the red-haired boy similarly gave off a vibe of being fearful. Just then there was a knock on the door, snatching the boy’s attention as he heard the familiar voice of Belladonna. "I am assuming we need to have a house meeting... might I suggest we leave our guests alone to get to know one another.." Rolling his eyes ever so slightly to the mild intrusion, Anthem redirected his stare back over to the boy and girl. ”Guess I ain’t the only one who got a bump in the night.” He sighed and dropped his shoulders, clearly still somewhat tired and too confused to really figure out what had happened. Obviously, they were summoned there, but that was about it. Surely it hadn’t been him?

Shaking his head, Anthem gave the two spirits a slight unamused stare. ”Looks like I gotta go, but you two had just better stay here… and don’t touch anything! Got it? ‘Cause if you do I’ll know about it.” With a single swing of his arm he scooped the small dog up and held the thing against his side, before turning on his heel and facing towards the door. However, before he took his leave Anthem gave the pair another glance, before raising his free hand and pointing towards his bed. ”Sit over there if you want, it’s comfier than standing around doin’ nothing.” With that said he left the room abruptly, dog in hand, and calmly made his way down the hallway until reaching the end, as the boy suddenly sprang into a run and darted for the kitchen.

Upon entering his eyes immediately fell onto the figure of the woman who had requested the gathering, and without waiting for any word of acknowledgment, the boy slammed his clenched hand against a counter-top while still carrying Chow in his other arm. ”Hey! This ain’t no time to be drinking, we’ve got a bit of a problem or did you forget?!” Anthem snapped, though quickly calmed himself and took a deep breath. Remaining on his feet the boy leaned against the counter-top, placing Chow down on it carefully beside him, to which the small dog let out a quiet bark. ”I don’t know about you or the other guys, but I got two weirdo’s in my room. One of them started crying as soon as I spoke! The other, well he just looked terrified, heh.” Silencing himself, the boy turned his gaze towards the door to see who would appear next, and more importantly, find out whether or not they had all experienced similar ordeals.

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Nothing was normal anymore it had all been ripped away, almost as if he had been plucked out by some god and dropped here to be observed and tested. And standing in front of him was the very person who was trying to play as this god, the kid was shorter than himself but looked so much wiser like the stars of old as if he had seen things that most wouldn't have dared. This both frightened and intrigued the young star, only he wasn't a star any more, he had another form, one that seemed oddly familiar to him but not. Something from a far away dream, only half remembered and so far away.

Next to him was a smaller version of himself which was more petite and had dark blue hair that was much longer than his own, but something was happening to her she seemed to be choking. The red head almost panicked, wide eyed looking at the other figure as what to do but was calmed when he saw that the expression on the boys face was not fear but that of gentle concern or nervousness. The now boy watched as the kid in front of him said a few words before standing up and walking towards him, he took a step back in response to a small figure that followed after him which didn't seem to be ready for attack but one could never be too careful.

The small creature smelled him and he in turn took an intake of breath taking in the scent of the tiny beast, it was sharp and musty with again that familiarity that hung around him like a cloud. A rapping at the door startled him train of thought making him jump slightly head snapping to look at the source, a door, and beyond it a woman spoke. The boy wanted to find out who it was and was about to move towards the door when the other boy advised against it, ”Looks like I gotta go, but you two had just better stay here… and don’t touch anything! Got it? ‘Cause if you do I’ll know about it.”

He could only nob as the kid walked out, not knowing anything about summoners and what they could do, all these events happened to be very confusing and it didn't help that they girl was still making that choking noise. He hoped that she would stop soon everything about it sounded just painful, stepping away from the girl he made his way over to a desk making awkward wobbly steps as he went, much like a drunk man or a small child. He looked around and objects on the desk to the bed that seemed soft and comforting, but it turned out changing form from an entity to flesh and blood had its side effects as he was barely able to open up a drawer on the desk before he bent over and threw chunks into it letting out a gut wrenching groan as he did so.

Looking up over the drawer to the girl across the room clutching the handle in one hand and the desk with the other mouth hanging open as it waiting for more, ”Do you think he'll notice.” He finally spoke trying to let humor settle the tension, he did not feel shame for what he did, nor remorse, because he didn't know how, a light in the sky cannot receive punishment or guilt so he was unaware of the severity of his actions. Instead he reached up wiping a bit of spit from his lower lip with his thump slowly closing the drawer with the other hand as he stood up to stumble over to the bed and lay down.[/font]

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Remy cried there for a long time, pretending Azoo still was beside her sleeping. The guys dog went to go sniff her, and she tried pushing whatever it was away, but it simply ran before she got it. "Looks like I gotta go, but you two had just better stay here… and don’t touch anything! Got it? ‘Cause if you do I’ll know about it.” The guy said, and he ran off.

As he ran off, Remy got up, she held the picture of Azoo in her hand, like she'd never drop it. Remy's hand shook, she just felt like sobbing for hours, and hours. The guy yelled at her like she did something wrong, what'd she do? Whatever she did, she didn't mean it. The other guy beside her, had got up, and stumbled over to the other guys desk. He didn't look like he was used to a human body with legs, watching him wobble around like a clown would do.

Remy stretched out, her muscles hurting from falling off the tightrope. She looked around the guys room, it was very small, compared to her big circus. 'Stop.. Thinking bout the Circus Remy, it's gone..' She thought, putting the picture of Azoo in her pocket. So much feelings we're flying around her head. She first wanted to know who was the two guys, then she wanted to know where she is in the universe, but those are two out of 100 questions that were flying 'round her head like a merry-go-round.

The redhead stumbled over to the desk, and as he did he barfed, all over the desk. Wonderful.. Just what they needed, the guy to get mad at them, cause he decided to go off and barf all over the stupid desk. ”Do you think he'll notice.” The redhead said, and looked like he was joking, Remy sighed, and placed her hand on her forehead. "No- He won't notice at all!" She sarcastically said, and then sternly boomed. "Yes he'll notice! We might as well clean it up before he comes back!" Remy gracefully searched the room for something to clean the mess up with.

She found some tissues, and grab the whole box, taking a tissue out one by one, and wiping the barf. Remy made a grossed out face. "Ew, smells weird.. What'd you eat this morning?" Remy joked, cleaning the last bit up, and throwing the tissues under neath the desk, hoping the guy won't notice it.

"I'm Remy Durara! Nice to meet cha barf boy!" Chimed Remy, as she smiled a cheeky grin to go along with the silly nick-name she just called her new friend. New friend? Was he really her new friend? Remys always wanted a new friend, one who'd joke with her, do fun things with her, and maybe even tightrope with her one day.

"I'm just kidding, but it'd funny if your name was barf boy." She giggled, "It'd make A LOT of sense." She joked, and held out her hand, smiling at the red headed boy, who was now- At leas hopefully her new friend.



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One by one, the roommates slowly trickled in with a variety of expressions on their faces. There was at least one rational human with the appropriate expression of fatigue..but Martin always seemed so tried. Xavier looked like a child that had been told Christmas had come early. While Anthem looked pissed off as normal and chided her on the emergency beer..even his dog seemed to be scolding her. While Saturday decided to be a little pest and steal away her beloved drink..a small pout formed on Belladonna's face at the action which faded as questions each posing a similar wording came from then.


Stretching her arms over her head as a yawn broke as Belladonna halfheartedly poked Saturday's forehead "Stay away from my drinks, kid..". Her eyes widened as a loud honking from outside broke the silence..~Please tell me it wasn't that Grey Spirit..I don't want to have to chase him around town~. As the sound faded away Belladonna merely snapped her fingers before scooting off her seating "Do not move. I just remembered something that might help us..". Running down the hall as she quickly darted into her room rummaging through a bookshelf. Grasping a large leather tome with a victorious smile before walking out of the room. Her head did a quick double-take as girl Spirt seemed to be taking it upon herself to grow a 'fairy garden' of sorts.. finding her voice "Please do make sure..those plants don't uproot too much of the carpet. I still am not sure how I will explain that to my landlord. Oh and keep Ollie away from those roses..he gets a bit energetic after eating them.". The goat merely let out a sheepish response before inching his way towards the pink flesh of a rose blooming elegantly.

A few minutes passed by as Belladonna made her way through that once quiet hallway..hushed voices came from a few bedrooms and there appeared to be smoke coming from Martin's. With a sigh Belladonna slammed the tome down before the others in the center of the kitchen table before the rustling of papers and a few muttered words came from her as her finger came down onto a lengthy passage "It's stated here of a legend of Summoners that managed to call upon these Spirits through consolidating their powers with one another. Although we obviously haven't been having any pow-wow sessions..or at least I haven't. Her smile became a teasing smirk as her eyes caught each roommate's within her own as if tempting to weed out those that would have such friendly relations so early...

Flexing her fingers in apprehension as she said "Well since we know how we called these Spirits here. What exactly do you think we should do with them..Obviously some of them aren't pleased by the sudden Summoning..and are frightened to say the least. I think since we brought them here, we owe it to the Spirits and on our names as Summoners to be a guardian of sorts until we figure out how to send them back into their own Realms. That way if they do want to work alongside us..they know we only have the best intentions in mind..". A faint smile come on her face as the opportunity the humans had been given..hopefully it all worked out in the end.

The faint roar of a car broke her peaceful state as her mind returned to the destructive Spirit that she had hypothesized had left her room. With a faint wave she called over her shoulder "If you hear screaming and or stuff starts getting thrown into the air..that would be my Spirit's doing..Wish me luck". Hesitantly stepping outside the safety of the house as a bizarre scene sat before her..the Spirit was standing near the area where a mailbox should have been and flipping the empty road off?


Nervous laughter bubbled up from her throat as she inched closer to the Spirit "You know that is a bit rude. Then again you do seem like an asshole for a Spirit..from my personal experience with your charming personality..". A sigh escaped her as she inspected the damage done to the driveway "Well the landlord is going to have a field day with this. This". Her hand snapped toward the broken mailbox with accusation "Is why I asked you to stay inside..which is where you really should be as of now. So will you come with me or not?". Raising her fingers to her lips as she let out a low whistle..a distant baa answered as she hoped Ollie would bring his new friend along with him to this potential fight.. "Don't make this any harder than it has to be Grey. All I want is to get some shut-eye and I am sure you want that too. The sooner this night is over..the sooner we can try and figure out how to get you Spirits back home..".

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Anthem quietly observed as the remaining roommates flooded into the room gradually after each other, his eyes especially keeping note of little things, though otherwise he refrained from speaking. Really there wasn’t much to say anyway, he was as confused as the rest of them, and it didn’t calm his slight irritableness when watching Belladonna hurrying back out the room. Upon her return however, a tome was dropped before the small group, and half-heartedly curious, Anthem stared at the thing.

From what he could understand, the summoners had brought the spirits into their world and thus, quite frankly, it was their own doing and fault. Though Anthem couldn’t really believe how exactly he had supposedly summoned the spirits, but he figured, in some way, it must make sense. Although that didn’t necessarily mean he was over the moon to have the unexpected guests, per say. Let alone placing himself as some makeshift guardian of sorts. That may have just been a bit too much responsibility for the lad, then again he hadn’t faired too badly with Chow, so maybe he could, in some strange way, handle the challenge?

At some point Belladonna took her leave to deal with some issue outside, though Anthem hadn’t been paying much attention, and promptly redirected his stare back to the group. Eying Saturday, Martin and Xavier closely. ”Well, guess that’s sorted.” He said rather casually, and quite calmly. ”Oh, and if you hear any crying coming from my room, don’t fret.” Hopefully the girl from his room had ceased shedding tears, since Anthem didn’t know the first thing about comforting a girl. But then, likewise, he hoped the pair hadn’t gotten up to mischief in his absence.

When he was about to turn and take his leave someone else spoke up, Martin, or so he believed. Listening to the other summoner briefly Anthem considered the issue he had brought up, something about lack of room, and whatnot. But he wasn’t overly worried. ”Guess they can just sleep on the floor.” A simple solution perhaps, but Anthem was quite seriously considering that as an option. Especially if the spirits gave him a reason, of course. However, once more as he was about to retreat to his room, an unfamiliar figure entered the area.

”Hell, we ain’t half overrun, are we?” Jesting a little, Anthem turned round and scooped up his small companion from the counter. About ready to make a hasty exit this time, Chow suddenly let out a small whine which caught the boy’s attention. Though it didn’t take the summoner long to quickly figure out what was wrong, and without even saying a word, Anthem spun round and extended his arms out as he held the small dog towards Saturday. ”Chow wanna says goodbye.” He then said, the dog in turn letting out a light yip towards the girl. Seemingly content from doing it, the furry bundle began to wag it’s tail freely before being held against Anthem’s chest. ”Anyway, you know like, if you need any help or whatever, then you just come and ask me or, stuff. Since Chow seems to think you’re ok, and I ain’t gonna argue with him.”

With that as a goodbye the boy took his leave shortly after Martin, as Anthem made his way back to his room, of which was where he left the two spirits. Hopefully his room was still in one piece, and untouched? By the time he reached his door the mage set the dog down to the floor, before nudging the door open and cautiously entering his living space. As Anthem peered round the door and eyed up the area, somewhat suspiciously, his eyes soon landed on the two spirits.

”Alright, so what did you do?” He asked rather loudly, mostly just to gain their attention when noticing the pair was engaged in conversation. ”I know you did something, you must’ve.” Honestly he had no clue, however he had learned that if you questioned people straight up, something was bound to come to light. Tilting his head to the side the boy gave the small dog a knowing look, as Chow soon entered the room and immediately began to start sniffing around the place. Seemingly after only a few minutes the dog picked up something, a smell perhaps that intrigued it, as the animal began to toddle over towards where the two spirits stood. ”Look, I may have been a bit off before, so give us a chance to redo things over alright? My names Anthem Ray, and that’s Chow. Where I go, he goes. So if you mistreat him then, well, I’m gonna have to kick your ass, got it?”

Giving a slight grin, the boy raised a hand and rubbed the back of his neck briefly. ”Anyway it looks like I’m your summoner for now, since it may have been down to me that your both here. Though, if you want you can ask me questions but I can’t really guarantee any answers.” Pausing briefly, he dropped his hand and placed both to his hips. ”Which brings me back to what I was asking earlier; did you do anything while I was gone? Could’ve sworn I smelt something, but I guess not.”

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ImageThe red haired boy lay on the bed arms spread wide legs dangling off the edge, he kept trying to just focus on breathing after his spill before he started to break out in a cold sweat. Physical form was not playing out too well for him as his body continually rejected itself.

A fierce cold was settling into his skin as he noticed a sudden drop in temperature from being a ball of gas to flesh and blood, despite the ongoing changes his heart seemed to be at a normal pace beating slow and steady and he shivered and twitched every now and then trying to adapt.

He looked over at the girl hovering over the desk, her back turned toward him as he watched her wipe up his mess, he wasn't sure why she was doing so was that contents he had put there something that wasn't meant to be taken lightly? "Ew, smells weird.. What'd you eat this morning?"

Her words were answer enough for that question, causing him to let out a sigh that shook his body as another wave of cold passed over his skin. While he was looking at the girl his vision blurred, vibrated and went black only to return to normal once more all in quick succession.


It seemed like all was not well like the wrong wires had been crossed but the boy was determined to keep himself together for as long as possible. "I'm Remy Durara! Nice to meet cha barf boy!" Eye brows furrowed as he looked at her not seeing the humor in her words though she clearly did he frowned feeling out of the loop on something. "I'm just kidding, but it'd funny if your name was barf boy.” Name. The former star had never had one before, stars did not have them every star knew the other and there was no need for names. But just as he was about to voice this fact aloud he noticed a poster on the wall it had a few words on it but one he noticed, from the little spelling that he knew and letters that he knew how to pronounce he spelled out the word.

”M... my name is.. en... oh.. pee.... ee. B-but you can just call me E-eno.” He added the last part quickly his voice soft an horse after throwing his guts up. Eno was now somewhat satisfied with his own made up name liking the sound of it, he gave a small almost apologetic smile. This was seconds before his eyes rolled back into his head and he fell back onto the bed his body twisting and writhing on the mattress his arms hung at odd angles. Now his heart beat uncontrollably feeling like it would rip out of his chest at any one of the poundings, he rolled over on the bed his arms reaching out trying to grab at something, anything to regain his composure. But as he moved on his side he slid of the bed and onto the floor hitting it quite hard.

The fit only lasted a matter of moments before a light, white in color and bright in intensity, flashed from the boys chest it started off slow then grew brighter only to disappear quite quickly. When it had gone so did his convulsing, he stopped for a minute surprised in what happened before clawing at the clothes covering his chest begging to glow to come back. It was his glow, the one he had lived with his whole life and now he was suddenly afraid that in that moment it was the last time he would ever see it again. "Come back... come back!" he pleaded looking down at where it had appeared begging for it to return.

It wasn't until Eno heard the door open that he remembered where he was his head shooting up from behind the bed to look over it at the door seeing that it was the kid from before that had walked in. ”Alright, so what did you do? I know you did something, you must’ve.” Eno sunk back down letting the edge of the bed he was sitting behind cover his mouth from view his eyes looking down at anything but Anthem, guilt was written all over his face as he finally realized just exactly what he had done. He listened as the guy explained their situation and what he was, a summoner? Eno had never heard of such a thing but he hadn't heard of much.

It was only when Anthem spoke again that made Eno's brows furrow once more, ".. did you do anything while I was gone? Could’ve sworn I smelt something, but I guess not.” Eno looked up at Remy his eyes pleading with her not to tell, about the puke, about the seizure or about the light that stopped it, his eyes were big and sad silently trying to ask her for help. He almost let out a whine he felt so much like a dog that was about to be punished for something he couldn't help as he noticed that the actual dog was sniffing its way closer and closer to the underneath of the desk. Making him swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat figuring that it wouldn't matter I she told or not, for it looked as though he was going to be found out sooner rather than never.