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The Imaginary World

Imaginary and Beautiful World

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a part of The Imaginary World, by mistmantle.

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mistmantle holds sovereignty over Imaginary and Beautiful World, giving them the ability to make limited changes.

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The world is enormously pretty with tons of different cities and cultures. It is a paradise for all imaginary characters.... And a battleground for the nightmares.
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Vivienne Loçiure [7] "I'm never wrong just as much as I'm never right."
Jonah Moretti [7] "Stars Can't Shine Without Darkness..."
Cara James [7] "I'm not bad... I just pick the winning side."
Emilia Booker [7] "Things are always bigger then they seem"
Emma Brooke [7] "Like I can't tell you're bluffing."
The Handmaiden [5] "..."
Dower Prose [5] "Both the light and dark bring sorrow, no one is good"
Eran Quoan O. [4] "H- hello! E- eran my name! I- is my name!" *bows*
Sean West [4] "You don't always have a choice."
Nevicata Kokoro [3] "For Goodness Sake!"

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Emma stared, lost of any consolation to the people around her. For the first time in her life, she saw blood. It sickened her what kind of monster would do this... It was evident the darkness was coming. Officials came running to help and get people away. They tried to push Emma away, but she refused to leave.
"Don't worry, ma'am. We have this under control."
Lying.
The officers began to fan out the smoke and clear the area. About twenty were wounded. It was safe for now, or so Emma believed. Emma began to run to her apartment. She should probably head for River Town to warn the people she grew up around. She was nearing her apartment when her foot got caught on a stone and she toppled into the shadows under a building.

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Emilia found herself leaning ageist a pole her eyes watching the smoke fill the sky. Sacrifices must be made; she knew that all too well. Laughter echoed in her ears and Emilia turned, but seeing nothing shrouded it off. Some little chaotic soul loved the show, and as much as Emilia hated to agree with that side of alignment it was good fun. Too her side she noticed a pair of opera glasses and smiled, how perfect. She said and looked at the wreckage close up.

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"Is there anyone else here?"

It sounded like a cry for help, at first, amid the screams and the chaos and the dust that clung to the back of her throat but not to her skin. Things had calmed down, some, since the collapse, with officials running amok and citizens unsure what to do. Li Mei hadn't twitched a muscle, but she stood a good hundred feet from where the girl now sat. She stared at her hands. What had just happened?

A man who looked as though the very colors of his body were staging a mutiny stood feet away, as did another figure, but they were nothing to the strange feeling that had nestled itself in the pit of her stomach. There was a certain breed of dread that had overtaken her, bitter and writhing like a snake's nest. She sighed, disappointed in her lack of self-control. It was her fault she wouldn't be able to remember this later. Now that she'd attached such primal things as feelings to her memory, the thoughts would wither away and die by tomorrow. She sighed to herself, then began to walk.

Then she stopped. There was an invisible body in her way. She cocked an eyebrow in perfect, practiced apathy, backed up, and waved, unsure whether she was waving to its front or to its back. Though she couldn't see the figure, it couldn't hurt to at least be polite. Years of servitude had at least taught her the value of subservience, if only that of the type that showed through on the surface. Her strange dress was mottled with soot again, but she could forget about that, for the moment.

[OOC: The Handmaiden bumped into Cara, in case that didn't make sense.]

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Vivienne smiled when the girl spoke. Her words sounded strange and hollow. Sound always did when she was separated from the world, especially when she's spent more than a day in the state she was in. The tinny voice spoke, asking her where River Town was, and she did her best to remember what River Town, exactly, was. Being as old as the world itself, she had seen so many things to the point that separating one thin from another was a challenge without her records. She rolled her eyes up, searching for the information.

There was nothing there.

"Sorry. I don't know." She spoke, her voice quiet and wistful this time. Not even being able to recall her own address led to a certain set of problems, most of which she couldn't even pull to the forefront of her mind to make use of them. "Though I'm looking for it, too. Why don't we go together?" Her eyes flicked to the smoke that hung heavy in the air. "It... might be safer that way, after all." She could remember the explosion. That was for sure.

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Emma smiled.
"Together would be great. And I agree... much safer."
Although Emma wasn't sure if safer was an option, she would prefer to not be alone when heading to River Town.
"I just have to run back to my apartment to get my stuff. Then we can head out."
Emma ran to her apartment to grab a few things that she would wish to take. She found her brown stuffed bear, which was in rough shape, lying on her bed. It had been created with her. She wondered what Maria had given it to her for.... Maybe she just needed a friend..... Cheesy....

Cara was freaking out. Had someone... waved at her? Plus it looked like that one boy heard her and was looking for her. How had they.... Cara's invisibility wavered as she grew nervous. For only a split second, she appeared, but manipulated her light again as quickly as she could. It wasn't her time to be seen yet. And if she got caught, she couldn't fathom what they would do to her if she would make it into their hands alive. They would prefer her to die a captive than reemerge a coward. She had no intent on dying either way.

Out of nowhere a horrific sob rang out. Cara looked up and smiled at the darkness's good work. People were beginning to panic. Just according to plan.

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"Is there anyone else here?"

E.B heard a voice and lowered her looking glasses, she saw a man standing in front of her. “Possibly” she said in a small voice, and noticed her was bleeding. ((GWAD BIOSHOCK fans beware)) “You’re bleeding” she said and pulled out a handkerchief, handing it to him. “I heard a laugh earlier, but it could have just been the wind.” E.B started to say, just in case the laugh in question was one of her comrades. E.B was many things but a snitch wasn't one of them.

"She placed the glasses over her eyes once more, and looked at the smoke headed into the sky. "What a site." she remarked.

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Jonah tried to keep his stern voice, but with the calm atmosphere he was eased into a better mood. "Oh...thanks," he whispered, wiping at his nose and chin, then the corners of his eyes. The handkercheif looked like it had been dipped in pools of paint, and his skin was smeared with a variety of blues and greens.

"There's someone-," his breathe caught in his throat as a girl appeared nearby, only for a moment. The panic she radiated alarmed him. ",-over there" he mentioned, pointing towards Cara. He was a little off, but the direction was correct. "She, she uh,, was happy about all this. People got hurt!" he moved around E.B. to the spot he guessed the girl was. It was helping him that some, other little girl was waving at 'nothing'.

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Vivienne nodded and waited, letting her toes brush the ground below. She couldn't actually feel the pavement, but if she could, she was sure it wouldn't have felt pleasant. Unlike the sweater she wore, a dark olive green draping over her hands, and her leggings, black as night and translucent as her legs. She swept a few strands of hair from her face, letting them fall back, in time. Gravity didn't really apply, but, then, neither did the reality of her being non-real. Her hair fell toward her feet, as did the baggy sweater's too-lovable material. Just like that, she stood, silent and waiting, for Emma to return. She didn't mind traveling, even if it did get her into trouble. She wouldn't remember it.

Granted, she didn't want to lose it all. She didn't want to let the memories slip away. She needed a computer. She needed something with memory— her mind certainly didn't have any.

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The Handmaiden stood dead-still, as silent as she'd always been. She was curious, certainly, but never having had voice to give light to her own questions had constrained them to her mind, where they stayed locked away until she could answer them herself. It was for this that she, upon seeing the flash of a body next to her, instinctively reached out a hand to touch it. She's glimpsed a girl, and she was panicking. Was it because of the smoke? She stare at where the body had been, willing it to reappear. When it didn't, she glanced away. There were so many questions still left unanswered.

The girl in the technicolor dress as dark as the writhing shadows was still, now, her hand extended into what very well may have been thin air. She could see out of the corner of her eye a man pointing at her— or was it the girl why had just flashed to life a moment ago?— and her eyes fell to the ground. She didn't want to draw attention to herself. Whirling around and disappearing in a graceful flurry of shifting color, the Handmaiden let Master take her being wherever He pleased. She had no more business, there. She had questions, and for this she had touched a girl, but she still had more left unanswered than she had the means to understand.

Li Mei's feet touched down on dust. She was far away from the city, now, in the canyons. She liked it here, in the silence. She was a girl brought to life by the desert. Though her expressions were, as always, muted, she spared a smile and began to walk. Perhaps she would find something out there in the bright light and the harsh shadows cast by the rock.

After all, what better a place to find answers to questions of the arcane than a desert canyon where no one dared to wander? The Handmaiden's dainty form disappeared into the canyons, hair swaying gently with her dress as she walked— the sight of which, a girl in pretty dress, very much out of place against the sheer rock faces and the worn canyon-bottoms.

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E.B looked at him and sighed. "Whatever it is, they won't show themselves that easily." she said and looked back to the building waiting for the next cue. Somethings were best left unsaid.

"Who are you anyway?" she asked. "Too take such an interest in other's source of fun?"

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Nevi had found her aunt and uncle once more, and they resumed their walk.
"I tell you that cloud looks like Abe Lincoln"
"You are Mad brother, anyone can see it looks more like James Buchanan!"
"Buchanan!"
"Yes,"
"Who is truly mad now?"

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(OOC: By the way, I'm having trouble replying to or sending messages. Could someone send me a message telling me how to? Hehe, thanks. :])

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Emma stared back at Dower Prose. She hadn't seen him in a while. She had a run in with him when she first came to town. I guess they may have hit it off on the wrong foot. Emma crossed her arms.
"That's just being alive. You have sadness in life, but it will pass. Good can prevail. And, by warning everyone, we can save lives. Wouldn't a mother be more happy to know her child is living than dead? If I let them die, I'll be just like the people killing them. My turn to ask a question. Where is Vivienne?"
Emma seems very strict with her last words. Although Emma is a joyful person, she doesn't look happy one bit.
"If you've done anything to her, you're not going to just get away. So, shall I ask again? Where is she?"

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Sean woke up to fingers on his neck. His eyes shot open and he grabbed the arm of the person touching him. Sean was about to ask who he was and what he was doing when he realized the situation. He was sitting in a pool of blood and bones.
"Ah!" he screamed, leaping out of the bones. Shaking, Sean backed up, but his sore foot gave way and he landed on his rear in the cold snow. He had surely twisted his ankle from the Beast pulling at the chains.
Sean placed his head in his hands. What had he done? What had happened? He looked up to the boy staring back at him.
"If you're going to kill me, do it," Sean said, hoarsely. "Kill me."

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Sean was conflicted.

One half of his was terrified. He shook, partly because of the cold and partly because of the fear he had running through his veins. This boy had taken off his chain! If the Snow Beast was able to reach the town, he would kill. And this boy wanted to know what made him like this. It made him nervous.

But Sean also had a sense of bravery. He didn't want to seem like a coward. So, he got up, rubbing his sore ankle as he did. He looked at the boy for direction. Sean wasn't sure he even knew the way back to the city. But, he decided to trust the boy... it was his only chance.

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"Now why would I do anything to Vivienne? I have never killed anyone. True, I have made people so full of sorrow that they kill themselves, but that just means that they were overcome by their selfish desires in life. Just give me one moment" And dower disappeared into the shadow realm, He quickly floated over to another "shadow portal" and saw Vivienne, stading in the entrance hall, a concerned look on her face. Dower returned to Emma.

"Well, Vivienne is still back at the entrance hall of your apartment. I can retrieve here if you want. And it seems that I can't change your mind, I could help you get to river town much faster"

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Eran Quoan O.


Eran tried a smile as Sean grabbed his hand. He pulled him up to his feets and his shy nature came back. He scratched his cheeks avoiding his eyes as good as possible. Never he thought he would end up saying something that strong to someone he just met. "Emm.. Y- yes... You are not i- injured right?" What a stupid question, he said to himself, it was the blood of the boy that he killed! And now he asked the murderer if he is injured or not? Is he stupid?

"Forget it... Emm... M- my name is E-eran." He stated and shyly smiled at him, not letting go if his hand, not wanting him to be 'free'. He still feared him, but a sympathy came up him and he didn't want to leave him alone. His appearance told him he was lonely... like himself. Not belonging anywhere, thrown away and feared by the society. It must been hard on him.

So he get his act together, and breathed regulary out and inside. He was conflicted what he was going to do next with him. But then he managed to ask the main question: "WHO are you exactly? What is that beast? Was it YOU?" He asked and stared at his face for some long time, really wanted to hear an explaination about all this. Did he done it really because of that beast inside him? Or did he conciously kill that small boy until just his bones left? A shiver came through his body as he remembered the state of the boy, but he managed to keep his eyes on the guy in front of him, holding his hand tightly so he couldn't escape.

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(OOC: I doubt anyone is even still checking this, but I thought I'd make one last post at least, if not somehow give the roleplay CPR and somehow restart it's heart. Although it's probably dead, I just want to say it was fun while it lasted and I had a fun time roleplaying with you guys.)

The boy had a lot of questions, most of these Sean didn't even know how to begin answering. How he had came to be the legendary Snow Beast was a thing of mystery to even him. But, he decided it would be good to start with a name.

"My name is Sean," he said in a hoarse and quiet voice. His throat was scratchy and he felt sick at the smell of death all around him. "I was a shape-shifter with full control over my power. I never hurt anyone and I had never transformed into a beast like the one I do now. One day, I just lost it. Now whenever my adrenaline is peaked or I'm hungry, it happens. So, I locked myself away for good measure. But every now and then a curious person strolls along, thinking I'm just a stupid myth. And I can't stop myself."

He tried to pull his hand free, but the boy seemed to have an iron grip. Normally, Sean would have been strong enough to release himself, but he was tired and miserable, so he didn't prevail. He looked at the boy and gave him a serious look. "Just, whatever you do, don't take me back to town."

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Emma stared at Dower, completely surprised. He, of all people, wanted to help her get to River Town. Emma figured he would try to sabotage her trip or kill them both in the process. But Emma's power sensed that he was right. It would be faster if their were three of them to fight off whatever crap was in store for them on the way there.

Although her gut screamed at her not to, she nodded. "Alright," she said. "I guess we could use some more company." Her voice still seemed a bit cold and stern. "But if you try anything, anything in the slightest, you will regret it. So, let's go get Vivienne."
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Cara couldn't help but smile. She had played her part in striking fear into the city. And now the others who were with the Darkness were going to play their hand. Now Cara just had to stay out of sight at watch the world fall apart.

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Dower just gave a weak smile and disappeared into the shadows. and reappeared out of the shadows of the dark corner of the apartment lobby next to Vivi.

"Emma is sorry she left with out you Vivienne. She sent me to bring you to her" Dower whispered in her ear.