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Forest Asylum

The Forest Asylum

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a part of Forest Asylum, by BurningDark.

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The Forest Asylum

Welcome to the Forest Asylum.

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The Forest Asylum is a part of Forest Asylum.

8 Characters Here

Isole [13] M, controls ice, nickname Soul, brother of Aarush.
Walter Wilhelm [12] "They called it science! Hah!"
Aranda DelFord [11] "I don't really care."
Aarush [8] F, Healer, nickname Rush, sister of Isole.
Cynthia Northfall [7] "Either learn to love thorns, or don't accept any roses."
Kenna Zestelan [2] Love is fire. But whether it's gonna warm your heart or burn your house down, you can never tell...
Angela Carlyle [0] We can talk but I don't wanna be real honest.
Leaf Livington. [0] "Life is for the stubborn; death is for the losers; love is for the foolish, and winners are all the above."

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#, as written by Zalgo
"Great, now we're all besties, can we get going? Staying in one place and making lots of noise is probably a bad idea, you know."

Some guy who decided to make his big reveal showed up.
"Yeah, sure, pretend you didn't basically just rephrase what I just said." Walter rolled his eyes at the wannabe ninja. His words falling on deaf ears they idly started in a direction, the lot of them walking on to their destination. He wasn't much too worried about the new guy but if this stranger was too much an issue he'd just split paths with the group and do his own thing. After all, none of them were all too attached to just say bye and forget each other even existed. At least, that's how he saw it. He worked best on his own skills and he wasn't gonna let the brooding edgy kid cramp his style.

As they were about to get anywhere there was mortal combat going down not too far ahead. Clearing out from the foliage he could see some random girl fighting a screwed up looking kangaroo thing. Before he could put his two cents in on the subject the only other guy in the group rushed to her aid. A shame really. He analyzed the situation at a lightning fast pace. I wish we'd of shown up a bit later so it'd already of finished her off before that putz finished off whatever the heck that dumb looking wrinkly thing is. Two birds, one stone and I wouldn't of even had to have lifted a finger. Oh well, guess not all wishes come true. He saw an opportunity to cut down on competition slip past. Yeah, this guy was probably gonna cramp his style. In any case he did away with the pitiful creature fast enough. Oh look, ice powers, guy thinks he's a ninja, whatever. Basically summed up his recollection of the fight.


As the creatures intestines spilt to the floor, the animal itself collapsing over the pile of it's own guts gurgling a wounded cry in it's own defeat, he just strolled up to the sad soon to be dead thing. He wasn't even phased by the brutal gore caused by the animal's wound. Meh. I'm a modern gamer, I've seen worse and rendered nearly as well as this. Can't say I'm not already desensitized to this stuff. He wasn't going to let a little bloodshed break his stride anytime soon.

"You... You know each other, I assume?" Cynthia asked the most redundant question ever considering the guy knew the girls name. He just rolled his eyes, starting on this thing's tusk since they looked much too useful to waste.

He started by cutting away the excess which was between him and the piece of it's face he actually wanted. Nothing of his was getting bloody since any time blood came in contact with his stuff it turned to water. That made dirty work far more tolerable. Eventually he found the base of the tusk itself. After a bit of chipping he eventually pried the ivory prize from it's mouth. With some time and effort he now had a little something to help out. Now to check one important detail.

Yup, it's hollow... mostly. He was happy to see this beast's tusk was the hollow type but it still had some unpleasant stuff like nerves and stuff which he could honestly do without. He scooped up some of the beasts own blood from it's torso which ran free with the stuff with it's own horn. Once in the horn the blood quickly became a potent drain cleaner AKA sulfuric acid which he gently swirled around inside. The inside of the horn burned and hissed like someone was cooking steaks inside it. After a short while when the loud sound of acid eating flesh became a bit quieter he figured he'd turn this stuff into something else before it started to eat through the tusk as well. Quickly any and all acid within the horn turned into harmless water.


He dumped the fluid out over the now dead creatures face, the water and what little was left of the inside contents of the horn spilling into it's ugly dark brown fur. Now he had exactly what he wanted: a practical cup for holding fluids. Now, time to get myself a proper drink to celebrate my own ingenuity. He was fairly certain he missed most if not all of what the others were talking about but he didn't exactly care either. Extra luggage was extra luggage, no putting a good spin on that inconvenient truth. He figured the sooner they figure out what the heck was going on the sooner he can get out and back to what he did best: Make loads of money off suckers.

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(Taw Kwon Do, what my character practices, is Korean, not Japanese, Zalgo. Nothing to do with ninjas. XD)

(Oh, and to answer a question about my last post, Sunbae is basically a term you use for the most experienced student, who stands at the front when the class in in formation. Sunbae is the less formal term for it, at used only for people you are good friends with, otherwise its Sunbanim.)

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While she spoke, Aarush began looking around carefully, scanning the bushes and leaves for the gleam of polished wood, which made up the sheathe for her sword.Finding nothing, she frowned anxiously, once again circling the clearing, not noticing Walter's efforts with the horn as she passed by. She prodded at leaves, parted bushes, walked out a few years into the forest... nothing. Still nothing. In a strange place, a dangerous one, she was unarmed. A shiver unconsciously found its way down her back.

Reaching into her pocket, she found the same things Soul had - a tiny bottle of weapon oil and a soft cloth. It has to be here somewhere! Please! She pled in her mind. But after yet another circuit of fruitless searching, her anxiety was through the roof. She was almost about to cry... she hadn't cried in two full years...

"Rush." Soul's faintly, unnoticeably to others, amused voice intoned. She looked to him. He pointed upwards. She looked up at the tree branches, and could faintly make out... the gleam off her dark blue sheathe, caught on the first two branches of the tree, right above her head.

"...Oh." She blinked, then darted forward and launched herself up, catching one of the branches in one hand and tugging it down, falling along with a few leaves as it came loose. She quickly regained her footing, dusting herself off, flushing with embarrassment, and held her sword gently to her chest before strapping it to her waist with a sigh of relief.

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Character Portrait: Cynthia Northfall Character Portrait: Isole Character Portrait: Walter Wilhelm Character Portrait: Aarush
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Cynthia smiled as the siblings talked. They seemed close, very close. Turning, she saw the huge bear ambling out of the trees, sniffing at the dead creature on the leaf floor. It sniffed the air as well and growled a little. Padding over to Walter, she smiled again. It felt like she was bubbling, even though this was supposed to be an asylum. She wondered what Walter was using the tusk for and looked at him quizzically. "Uh, Walter? What are you doing with the tusk?"

She looked at the new girl. Rush, wasn't it? Rush was clutching a sword sheath, a dark blue covering for some sort of sword. Cynthia wondered how many people here had killed. She shuddered a little, hoping that she wasn't a new target. Cynthia's bubbling joy returned quickly, though and she bounced on her feet to stay awake. The muggy air was slowly lulling her to sleep, but the girl didn't want to sleep until she knew that her throat wouldn't be slit while she slept.

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(shortie, lol.)

Rush

A rustling in the brush to my left caught me off guard, and I leapt away and turned to face it, then blinked in astonishment. "... A... polar... bear?" I asked in utter confusion. A polar bear. In the middle of the jungle-type forest around us.

"Ah, I saw it earlier. It's Cynthia's." Soul provided, gesturing to the female that had entered the clearing with him. I quickly nodded in understanding, then cautiously approached the bear.

"Uh... good teddy-weddy... I'm, uh... your friend... please don't eat me..." I said soothingly, holding out a cautious hand to it.

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Cynthia smiled as the bear sniffed Rush, the girl who was apparently close to Soul in some way. She stepped over to the massive silver beast and stroked its soft fur as it began to lick Rush, like a dog.

The bear stood on its haunches suddenly, sniffing the air and growling a bit. It ambled into the brush again and came back just as quickly, an elephant-sized deer being dragged behind. The bear dropped the dead animal and huffed. It pushed it in the group's direction, like the bear had just caught them dinner. Cynthia laughed.

The silver animal pulled the carcass towards Rush. It seemed like there was some sort of peace offering being given. Cynthia wondered if this was normal magical beast behavior. She wondered if they should build a fire, to cook the meat. However, Cynthia had nothing to light a fire with. "Who's hungry?" she asked, smiling to herself. These people could definitely be good friends, given time.