Camp Ember

[Coyote Hart]

Blade Kicklighter
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They has been walking for quite some while now,  and Blade felt like they were getting near the spot where he first got lost to. It was a forest, with a bark chip path and what looks like a trail map board.


"This is It, " Blade said, turning to Largo and Ishli, "Do you guys want to hike the trail to see the falls itself? It should be somewhere up there." He pointed vaguely up the trail. Blade was goibg to go up the trail either way, but he was hoping they would come with him to the falls, he didn't want to get lost in the trails.


@Nyctophiliac @Nano


((Phone post. I'm not proficient with these stuff))

 

[Petroshka]

Xyllia quickly got bored after the time traveler pretty much repaired what the chaos had done (to an extent (i think)) and noticed that both of them were getting warn out with injuries and fatigue. "Time to end this charade, and go back to realspace." with a snap of her fingers they were pulled back to the real dimension, both (juicy)bodies of the duelists were repaired and rejuvenated however their mental fatigue was still there. "advanced form of illusion" she winked at them Xyllia was in a new body this time. probably from observing Titulus's eyes when he looked at the elf. Of course the elf's arena was still there however, how were they going to clean the arena up? She shouldve put up the dimensional warp thing first.  "i believe its almost time for lunch we should get back soon" She fell down from her perch in the air and walked over to the centaur to sit on her back again. 


@shadowz1995 @SleepyBuddha @WolfOfProphecys @Sgt Gomez @Chrysalism @Smol Unicorn

Spoiler

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Kudos to whoever knows where shes from!
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[shadowz1995]

"Wah?" The pyromancer asked bewildered. He looked around and locked his eyes on Xyllia as she vaguely explained that the damage they had suffered was all part of her incredibly powerful illusions. Again and again, Soma ended up forgetting what she was truly capable of. She could probably wipe them out without a second thought. Then again, the Chaos Flame always served as a reminder on what demons like her were like. 


Soma peered over at his time traveling companion and began laughing. Unlike before, this was genuine. It sounded like the normal Soma again. "So I guess that is yet ANOTHER tie that we have?" The undead took a slow breath and stood from the ice, making his way back over to the shore and plopping down next to Illusa. He was mentally exhausted to the point it felt physical but the pyromancer placed a scarred hand on the elf's shoulder and nodded to her. "That was the first time I use that dark flame. I'll admit. If it wasn't for the presence of your magic, I think I might have lost control. Looks like you saved me this time around." He said with an exhausted smile. 


"Sorry Titulus! That black flame is much more difficult to control then I thought it would be. It was so.....alluring. You were human once, So I am certain that you felt it."


@Petroshka


@SleepyBuddha


@WolfOfProphecys


@Sgt Gomez


@Chrysalism

 

[A Murder Of Corviknight]

~Monoyoshi Thorne~


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Status: Snake


Mood: Surprise!


Location: Tree -> Largo’s shoulders


Objective: Remind Largo to take his smelly Japanese sweets from him later


Mentioned: N/A


Interaction: @Nano  |@Nyctophiliac @Storm Guardian (kinda)


Notes: N/A for now




[SIZE=13.333333333333332px]After leaving his bags in his assigned cabin, the Aura Cabin, Monoyoshi found himself dropping down into his more durable snake form and idly exploring the campsite. Casually darting under and around busy legs, not particularly caring if he caused any heart attacks along the way, the shirohebi wandered around the camp while tasting the air with his forked tongue. His sense of sight was not the best in this form and tasting the air for familiar scents was honestly the easiest way for him to find anyone.[/SIZE]

 


[SIZE=13.333333333333332px]And he would really like to find his absent-minded friend, Largo Durante, at least before the day ends and he [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]has[/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px] to go to bed. Because as much as he doesn’t mind being his mother’s delivery boy (too much)...he does [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]not[/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px] want to be subjected to sleeping with the sweet smell of japanese sweets clogging up his extremely sensitive sense of smell. Ugh. Honestly, he would never understand how Largo could enjoy them so much.[/SIZE]

 


[SIZE=13.333333333333332px]Exploration and entertainment could come later. Monoyoshi just really needs to get rid of those strawberry daifuku.[/SIZE]

 


[SIZE=13.333333333333332px]However, even with his goal in mind, the shirohebi somehow ended up getting distracted and in a tree instead of actively hunting down his friend. Though, in his defense, he did manage to find the perfect balance of sunlit warmth and breeze in one of the trees by the entrance of the Firefly Falls. Fortunately, he managed to get his mind back on task when the familiar scent of his long-time friend reminded him that he was a yokai on a mission. And he did the most sensible thing that one should do if their friend happened to walk under the tree that they’re in.[/SIZE]

 


[SIZE=13.333333333333332px]Drop down all the weight of his seven foot long, white-scaled, snake body down on the dark haired boy’s shoulders like the predator he is.[/SIZE]

 


[SIZE=13.333333333333332px]All while loudly hissing said dark haired boy’s name. Cheerily. Not that everyone knew that.[/SIZE]

 


[SIZE=13.333333333333332px]He did aim, of course. And it’s years of practice that reminds him to land with two neat loops on Largo’s shoulders so he would most likely [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]not[/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px] topple him face first into the ground.[/SIZE]

 

[Nano]

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Largo

 

~ Serendipity ~




Status/Mood

“Heavy...”



Location

Hiking Trail



Objective

See the falls + Get the snake off his shoulders



Mentioned

None



Interactions

Monoyoshi Thorne (Birb)


Ishliannor Frinn Valtore (Nyctophiliac)


Blade Kicklighter (Storm Guardian)



Notes

Spelled his nickname for Monoyoshi as “Yoshii” due to the fact that Largo draws out the sound of the “i” slightly when saying it.






He had always been the type to stumble into his own little world, so naturally he had taken absolutely no notice of the fact that his thoughts had leaked out, although fortunately in the form of a single muttered word. However, this was still enough to cause confusion when the half-zombie before him appeared to wish for him to repeat something. Before the half-zombie had the chance to open his mouth, the selkie girl returned from her short trip to her cabin, causing Blade to perhaps think better of the situation and let whatever was bothering him pass.


When the question of whether or not this was their first time here was brought up, Largo gave Ishli a simple shake of his head to indicate that this was his first time, hence his inability to find the falls on his own. Blade, however, seemed much too preoccupied with his current objective of leading the three of them to the hiking trail to have taken notice of the question, instead continuing on his way until the makeshift trio reached an obviously man made path through the woods.


In spite of having somewhat reached their destination, Largo’s attention was currently taken away from the path to a certain presence. The energy or soul signatures of the things and people around him were almost always a jumble, like a bunch of wires tangled together. However, there were certain people and things that he could pick apart from the rest of the crowd almost instantaneously. It’s just that the presence he felt belonged to that of someone who wouldn’t be here. Perhaps it was simply a trick of the mind?


Instinctively looking upwards when he heard the rustling of a disturbed tree branch overhead, Largo soon found himself noticing only too late that the feeling of his longtime friend being in the vicinity was not just a figment of his imagination. Unexpected of one who just had an over-sized snake dropped on top of him, Largo did not show any visible signs of shock or astonishment and simply stared at the scaly mess looped around his shoulders. After years of the shirohebi randomly dropping out of trees and the like, the raven-haired boy had eventually become more or less numb to any of the snake’s antics, and the current situation was no different. What was of more importance to Largo was the reason why and how his friend was here.


He blinked once. Then twice. Finally, a certain memory hit him, albeit a bit unclear and vague. That’s right. Largo, himself, had been the very person who had introduced the idea of going to Camp Ember to the snake, and Yoshii had naturally complied. He also recalled that he had recently received a phone call from his friend’s mother that she was sending her son over with some of her long-promised sweets.


In response to his friend’s calling of his name that would be interpreted simply as an incomprehensible hiss to most, Largo mumbled a soft, “Mmm” of acknowledgement before giving the snake two light taps meant as a sign to get off. He didn’t mind the cool feeling of the snake’s scales on a hot summer day like this, but the fact remained that he was ridiculously large and, most importantly, heavy. He wasn't the size of a tiny corn snake anymore and hadn't been for quite a while now. Judging by how often his friend did this, he was actually surprised that he had yet to be diagnosed with any back problems.

 

[mammon.]

A bell could be heard tolling from outside the cafeteria door, and the ever-so mysterious Mr. G was ringing it—Oddly enough, without hands. There was more of a dark swirl around the rope of the bell, shaking it for him. A type of Black Magic, one would assume. He surely was a strange one.


“Lunch time, lunch time, best time of the day! Ev’rybody come inside and enjoy the buffet!” He paused, the swirl around the rope disappearing for a moment as he seemed to stare off into space, before the swirl returned around the rope and shook it more fiercely, “I made a rhyme, how exciting!!” He exclaimed, the hooded figure swaying from left to right before the tolling eventually ceased and he entered the cafeteria. Mr. G was an odd one, indeed…


In the cafeteria, the shadowy figures who had once been cooking the food were now serving, standing behind serving areas and awaiting hungry campers to choose their food as they would pass by with trays and plates. It was clear they had some connection with Mr. G, if not created by, as they seemed to be created with the same Black Magic used for the little coil Mr. G held around the bell.


… Though of course, only one with a keen eye could catch such a thing.


[ @Mistory @Captain Spooks @Storm Guardian @Rock And Roll Boy @shadowz1995 @SleepyBuddha @StoneWolf18 @Nano @Sgt Gomez @WolfOfProphecys @Chrysalism @ThatOneLunatic @Petroshka @Esther_Silvers @Nyctophiliac @Midnight2902 @Lyfestylegetränk @Windmill @The Broken Mind @Birb (IT WON'T LET ME TAG @THE HAPPY PIKACHU CAN SOMEONE PLEASE DO IT FOR ME???) ]

/monthly_2017_01/imageedit_2_5896508075.gif.b557c936c7622e76af69d361d1ce2fed.gif[SIZE=13.333333333333332px]“Lunch time, already?”[/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px] The orange-haired girl hopped up and straightened out her appearance, adjusting the sleeves of her off-sleeve sweater and brushing off any dirt from her shorts. The girl hopped about as she laced her combat boots on, and dashed outside the cabin with a grin, Apollo raced by her side. Once Aria took note of this, she stopped and giggled as she scooped the bunny up in her arms, [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]“And [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]who [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]said [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]you [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]were coming along, Mr. Apollo?”[/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px] The bunny twitched its nose, and outstretched a paw in her direction that seemed to miss her and instead fall back against him.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=13.333333333333332px]Aria giggled softly, poking the rabbit’s nose with a gentle smile.[/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px] “Alright, you can come along, alright?”[/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px] The orange-haired girl would return to her cabin to retrieve a sewn side-bag her mother made for her, and set her precious pet in it for him to peek his head out of as she made her way to the cafeteria—Again. She made it inside, though gave Mr. G a cheerful smile along with a friendly wave,[/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px] “Nice to see you again, Mr. G. Hope the year wasn’t too terrible without me!”[/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px] Of course, Aria was joking, as seen by the chuckles they had both shared. While a lot of people would be intimidated or simply horrified by Mr. G, Aria learned to enjoy it. After all, she [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]was [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]a Horror fanatic. In fact, she was excited just thinking about the story she would tell at the bonfire that night… [/SIZE]


[SIZE=13.333333333333332px]She got herself a hamburger with fries, along with a cup of lemonade and a fruit cup… and a cup of veggies for her little Apollo, before seating herself at a more isolated table. There weren’t many campers present in the cafeteria at the moment, so she had no one to talk to just yet, though for the meantime—She waited…  [/SIZE]


[ OPEN FOR INTERACTION ]

/monthly_2017_01/imageedit_5_6878424968.gif.d3c39d79af7aa81a634aaad33ede9060.gif[SIZE=13.333333333333332px]After his interaction with the centaur boy, Alistair heard the voice of the elusive, yet cheerful, Mr. G, accompanied by the toll of a bell. He cleared his throat, pulling a black silk ribbon out to tie his long hair back in a low ponytail—He looked a bit princelike at this point, though it was the best he could do. He had no clue how women with long hair could eat with their hair down and looking so flawless, though Alistair simply [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]couldn’t [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]do it. Clearing his throat, he nodded to Zephyr, who perched himself on his master’s shoulder as both half-elf and familiar made their way to the cafeteria. Alistair stopped at the door, glancing to his familiar with a nonchalant expression, [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]“I’d appreciate if you [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]didn’t [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]accompany me in the cafeteria, Zephyr. I’ll leave you be to do your hunting until I am finished. Until then, you are dismissed.”[/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px] The bird nodded, before flying off to the nearest river in case his Master needed him.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=13.333333333333332px]Alistair strode into the cafeteria, giving a small bow to Mr. G as he entered. It was almost like he was entering a ball, with his posture held so straight and the way he’d greeted Mr. G, like a prince greeting his father. The male got himself some… unfamiliar foods. First, there was the ‘macaroni and cheese’, then the ‘hot dog’ (he had no clue why [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]anyone [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]would ever dare to put the meat of a canine in bread for sustenance), and some ‘tater tots’ with some water. After all the names of the other foods, Alistair wouldn’t trust any drink other than the familiarity of water, though even then he was incredibly wary.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=13.333333333333332px]“Hey, Ali!” [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]He heard the familiar orange-haired girl pipe up as she waved at him from her table, to which he gave a small smile and nodded in greeting, though for the meantime he seated himself alone at his own table, doing his best to comprehend just [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]what in the gods’ names what this food was[/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px].[/SIZE]


[ OPEN FOR INTERACTION ]

 

[Cosmosis]

A bell could be heard tolling from outside the cafeteria door, and the ever-so mysterious Mr. G was ringing it—Oddly enough, without hands. There was more of a dark swirl around the rope of the bell, shaking it for him. A type of Black Magic, one would assume. He surely was a strange one.


“Lunch time, lunch time, best time of the day! Ev’rybody come inside and enjoy the buffet!” He paused, the swirl around the rope disappearing for a moment as he seemed to stare off into space, before the swirl returned around the rope and shook it more fiercely, “I made a rhyme, how exciting!!” He exclaimed, the hooded figure swaying from left to right before the tolling eventually ceased and he entered the cafeteria. Mr. G was an odd one, indeed…


In the cafeteria, the shadowy figures who had once been cooking the food were now serving, standing behind serving areas and awaiting hungry campers to choose their food as they would pass by with trays and plates. It was clear they had some connection with Mr. G, if not created by, as they seemed to be created with the same Black Magic used for the little coil Mr. G held around the bell.


… Though of course, only one with a keen eye could catch such a thing.


[ @Mistory @Captain Spooks @Storm Guardian @Rock And Roll Boy @shadowz1995 @SleepyBuddha @StoneWolf18 @Nano @Sgt Gomez @WolfOfProphecys @Chrysalism @ThatOneLunatic @Petroshka @Esther_Silvers @Nyctophiliac @Midnight2902 @Lyfestylegetränk @Windmill @The Broken Mind @Birb (IT WON'T LET ME TAG @THE HAPPY PIKACHU CAN SOMEONE PLEASE DO IT FOR ME???) ]

/monthly_2017_01/imageedit_2_5896508075.gif.b557c936c7622e76af69d361d1ce2fed.gif[SIZE=13.333333333333332px]“Lunch time, already?”[/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px] The orange-haired girl hopped up and straightened out her appearance, adjusting the sleeves of her off-sleeve sweater and brushing off any dirt from her shorts. The girl hopped about as she laced her combat boots on, and dashed outside the cabin with a grin, Apollo raced by her side. Once Aria took note of this, she stopped and giggled as she scooped the bunny up in her arms, [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]“And [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]who [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]said [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]you [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]were coming along, Mr. Apollo?”[/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px] The bunny twitched its nose, and outstretched a paw in her direction that seemed to miss her and instead fall back against him.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=13.333333333333332px]Aria giggled softly, poking the rabbit’s nose with a gentle smile.[/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px] “Alright, you can come along, alright?”[/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px] The orange-haired girl would return to her cabin to retrieve a sewn side-bag her mother made for her, and set her precious pet in it for him to peek his head out of as she made her way to the cafeteria—Again. She made it inside, though gave Mr. G a cheerful smile along with a friendly wave,[/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px] “Nice to see you again, Mr. G. Hope the year wasn’t too terrible without me!”[/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px] Of course, Aria was joking, as seen by the chuckles they had both shared. While a lot of people would be intimidated or simply horrified by Mr. G, Aria learned to enjoy it. After all, she [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]was [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]a Horror fanatic. In fact, she was excited just thinking about the story she would tell at the bonfire that night… [/SIZE]


[SIZE=13.333333333333332px]She got herself a hamburger with fries, along with a cup of lemonade and a fruit cup… and a cup of veggies for her little Apollo, before seating herself at a more isolated table. There weren’t many campers present in the cafeteria at the moment, so she had no one to talk to just yet, though for the meantime—She waited…  [/SIZE]


[ OPEN FOR INTERACTION ]

/monthly_2017_01/imageedit_5_6878424968.gif.d3c39d79af7aa81a634aaad33ede9060.gif[SIZE=13.333333333333332px]After his interaction with the centaur boy, Alistair heard the voice of the elusive, yet cheerful, Mr. G, accompanied by the toll of a bell. He cleared his throat, pulling a black silk ribbon out to tie his long hair back in a low ponytail—He looked a bit princelike at this point, though it was the best he could do. He had no clue how women with long hair could eat with their hair down and looking so flawless, though Alistair simply [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]couldn’t [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]do it. Clearing his throat, he nodded to Zephyr, who perched himself on his master’s shoulder as both half-elf and familiar made their way to the cafeteria. Alistair stopped at the door, glancing to his familiar with a nonchalant expression, [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]“I’d appreciate if you [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]didn’t [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]accompany me in the cafeteria, Zephyr. I’ll leave you be to do your hunting until I am finished. Until then, you are dismissed.”[/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px] The bird nodded, before flying off to the nearest river in case his Master needed him.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=13.333333333333332px]Alistair strode into the cafeteria, giving a small bow to Mr. G as he entered. It was almost like he was entering a ball, with his posture held so straight and the way he’d greeted Mr. G, like a prince greeting his father. The male got himself some… unfamiliar foods. First, there was the ‘macaroni and cheese’, then the ‘hot dog’ (he had no clue why [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]anyone [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]would ever dare to put the meat of a canine in bread for sustenance), and some ‘tater tots’ with some water. After all the names of the other foods, Alistair wouldn’t trust any drink other than the familiarity of water, though even then he was incredibly wary.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=13.333333333333332px]“Hey, Ali!” [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]He heard the familiar orange-haired girl pipe up as she waved at him from her table, to which he gave a small smile and nodded in greeting, though for the meantime he seated himself alone at his own table, doing his best to comprehend just [/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px]what in the gods’ names what this food was[/SIZE][SIZE=13.333333333333332px].[/SIZE]


[ OPEN FOR INTERACTION ]

Gray hadn't been noticed yet and he didn't want to be noticed. Simple. He'd only come here because he had been personally invited and he saw no reason to turn it down.


Sitting in the tree branches he heard a bell and an unknown man speak about lunch. Snorting, Grey switched his legs, right crossing over left as he continued to stay within the tree. "I rather not eat with others currently. I don't interfere with their camp drama lest i gain enemies from fickle people..." He yawned, pulling his jacket neck up further. 


Despite being in the tree, the mysterious boy seemed to only now start observing others. Knowing what and how one ate was decent information in his mind. Eating only vegetables, Grey could deprive them and only carnivores or omnivors eating meat not charred he could partially deprive.


"Tch... I'd only wish to be alone but i'll be forced out soon as anyone would." Grey growled to himself. Coming near the tree lead to a cooler environment but it only seemed as such because of the shade from leaves. Grey was around thirty feet up to twenty five feet up, sitting or laying cross-legged, jacket neck pulled up, obscuring most of his face as he sat there alone.

 

[Midnight2902]

Dawn
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One's mind can wonder off with their hunger.


~ Unknown

 
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Dawn heard a bell ring, and then a voice. At first she thought that she'd had fallen asleep... but then she saw the other camper's go.
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[SIZE= 14px]Dawn sat up from where she was with a sigh, "oh well..." she said quietly to herself, "I guess I'd have to socialise eventually... or maybe... just maybe, I could avoid talking, like I have already done..." She added.[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 14px]She nodded and kinda bullied herself into an agreement over the whole social problem. She stood up and walked over to the cafeteria. [/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 14px]When she got there, she realised how hungry she actually was, Heck she couldn't even remember the last time she ate. Suddenly a thought hit Dawn, What if she was still outside? What if she was still in her own world? What if she was at home still? [/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 14px]These thoughts wandered around her for a while.[/SIZE]
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[slim]

Illusa was grateful when the duel suddenly stopped and everything went back to normal. She was rather sick of watching the black fire and was thankful it was gone. All if the boy's injuries were gone as well, which meant she didn't have to heal too much. They were probably just worn out from moving so much. Soma came over looking drained, and he told her that her magic had saved him. Mm.


"If you needed someone to rescue you from your own magic, maybe you shouldn't use it." Illusa snapped, still not really over the whole concept of black fire. She didn't like it one bit, and just thinking of it made her irritable. She got up and dusted her pants off before walking to the arena that was still up for some reason. She placed her hand on the side and it all melted immediately before rising into a spiral and returning to the pond. She made sure a small portion of water stayed, however, and she made the portion if water split into two and hover over her palm. She focused a little, and the water started to glow a little bit. She walked back to Soma and yanked his hand o it and placed the orb of water on his palm. It hovered over his hand, and she decided she didn't need to tell him to drink it since it seemed obvious. She did the same thing to Titulus before heading back to the camp. The bell got her attention, and her stomach rumbled at the prospect of food. She hurried down, but was a little put off at the amount of people. She even sensed someone of her own kind, but their blood was diluted with human. Bleh.


She didn't know what most of the foods were, but she eventually settled on oysters, sushi with wasabi nearly covering it, weird curly noodles in cheese, and two fish sticks. She found a circular table and dug in.


@SleepyBuddha @shadowz1995 @Petroshka @Sgt Gomez @WolfOfProphecys 

 

[Elowyn]

@Birb @Storm Guardian @Nano


The selkie glanced up the slipping trail and grew uncomfortable at the thought of walking up. Her legs were already tired and a nice rest wouldn't be too bad. "I think I'll stay here by the falls." She eyed the tempting water, imagining herself in seal form circling the falls.


She shook herself. Getting lost in daydreams was a fault of hers. She returned to the present moment only to see a gargantuan wan serpent come crashing down on the dark-hair. A shrill cry, something between a squeak and a shriek, pierced the air. Out of her surprise Ishli had given a terrified cry. Surprisingly to her, the boy remained straight-faced and didn't give much of a reaction at all. "Um, th-there's a snake..." she pointed quiveringly as if it hadn't been obvious. 

 

[Mistory]

The gondala had barely stopped, and already he heard the bell. He was late. He knew that. But what could you do? He wasnt gonna panic. Only made things worse. Steppping off the gondola with bag in tow, he headed off. 


 The cafeteria wasnt far, and he found himself slipping inside. He didnt know.much. he would have to check his cabin...but that could wait until after lunch. Not that he would eat, but it was a time to observe the others. 


Taking a spot near a window, he opened it, and proceded to pull a pack of cigarettes. It was a long ride here,and he needed a smoke...


 With the cigarette lit, he took a long breath, releasing the cloud out the window as he watched people come inside, sizing each person up...


(Open for interaction)

 

[St. Boethius]

"Wah?" The pyromancer asked bewildered. He looked around and locked his eyes on Xyllia as she vaguely explained that the damage they had suffered was all part of her incredibly powerful illusions. Again and again, Soma ended up forgetting what she was truly capable of. She could probably wipe them out without a second thought. Then again, the Chaos Flame always served as a reminder on what demons like her were like. 


Soma peered over at his time traveling companion and began laughing. Unlike before, this was genuine. It sounded like the normal Soma again. "So I guess that is yet ANOTHER tie that we have?" The undead took a slow breath and stood from the ice, making his way back over to the shore and plopping down next to Illusa. He was mentally exhausted to the point it felt physical but the pyromancer placed a scarred hand on the elf's shoulder and nodded to her. "That was the first time I use that dark flame. I'll admit. If it wasn't for the presence of your magic, I think I might have lost control. Looks like you saved me this time around." He said with an exhausted smile. 


"Sorry Titulus! That black flame is much more difficult to control then I thought it would be. It was so.....alluring. You were human once, So I am certain that you felt it."


@Petroshka


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@Sgt Gomez


@Chrysalism

Titulus couldn't help but look down at his hands when he realized it was all just the demons trick. His hands looked as youthful as the day he arrived in this modern era, and thanks to Illusa whatever exhaustion he may have felt was all but gone.  With that cleared up Titulus gestured for the others to make their way to the mess hall. " I wonder what food Mr.G will have this time around and if he noticed our bout. I'd like to hear his thoughts on it."


Titulus stayed silent for about halfway through the walk to the mess hall when he spoke up about the dark flame. " If possible it would be best if you burying that flame in whatever hole you found it Soma. Just from my short encounter with it I can tell.... That flame will consume all of existence if you let it. Such a power needs to be sealed away and monitored closely. "


With his piece said Titulus headed inside the mess hall and looked around at the food. It had been a while since he had eaten something he hadn't killed himself so he was a bit wary. After watching a few people get food he decided to follow their example and get a bunch of different meats along with some macaroni and cheese.


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@Chrysalism


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@Sgt Gomez

 

[Midnight2902]

Dawn
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Dawn looked around, making sure that she Was awake and not outside.
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[SIZE= 14px]As she looked around the place she saw someone with smoke around them, and going out the window. She thought it was kinda strange that whoever it was, was allowed to smoke, But hey, maybe they don't know?[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 14px]Dawn decided to stop questioning what was going, She thought she'd at least try and talk to someone.[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 14px]She eventually approached the guy hoping she could make at least one friend.[/SIZE]
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@Mistory

 

[Mistory]

Someone had approached him. Odd. He hadnt done anything to draw attention to himself...


 Hia features were still hidden by his hood, and his hands by his gloves. How he looked was a mystery. Good. Didnt want to scare them...


 Without turning, he took another drag, before he finally spoke through a cloud of smoke.


 "Can i help you?"


His voice was rough. Like gravel. But it had a a clearness to it. It grabbed attention, even if it sidnt want to...


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[Midnight2902]

Dawn
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Dawn didn't really expect to be noticed.
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[SIZE= 14px]"Oh,uh... I just came here to... to say hi". She now wished that she hadn't said anything. her face went a little red in embarrassment 'Why are you such a clod?' She asked herself in her head.[/SIZE]
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[SIZE= 14px]She looked at they guy, who was covered by his hoodie and the rings of smoke, She wondered what he actually looked like underneath.[/SIZE]
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[WolfOfProphecys]

Ash watched the fight with curious eyes, between keeping an eye on the dragon in her arms. The fire though.. It was beautiful. She felt almost drawn to it, like she needed to touch it. She didn't know why, though she'd always had a fascination with fire. But it was gone soon enough, and the fight was over when the demon decided it was. She blinked upon realising it had all been an illusion, and smiled widely. So, Ash didn't always like people, but the ones she had found were amazing. It made her feel almost like she didn't belong. But then, she'd been trusted to keep an eye on Soma's dragon, so she supposed at least he must trust her somewhat.


Hearing the bell go, and seeing a few of her friends leave, she waited. She was unsure whether the fire creator would want his dragon back immediately, but didn't want to just walk off to lunch without returning the small creature. She could keep hold of it and return it later, but it seemed best to do so now. She trailed over to him, still holding the small dragon close, "Hey Soma... Would you like your dragon back?" She asked softly, watching him, curious as to why he was on the floor. She supposed the fight must have tired him out, so perhaps he'd want her to keep hold of the creature for a while.


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[Mistory]

"Hi...I see..." he gave a sigh, putting out the cigarette on his palm. He turned slightly, a glowing green eye being revealed to stare at her. He chuckled, shaking his head.


"Well hello then. Nice to meet you"


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[shadowz1995]

The pyromancer got up from his spot on the floor and smiled at the dragon hybrid. 


"You can hold onto her a bit longer. Seems like you really like her." 


As if to symbolize dragon kinship, the small drakeling began to like the palm of Ash's hand with my small squeaks of delight. It was the first time she saw someone of her kind after all....well.


..half of one anyway.


Soma quickly drank the water that was presented to him and quickly re-equipped his cloak. The sun was already beginning to weaken him without it on.


Soma caught up with his immortal companions and both were rather upset with the reveal of his black flame particularly Illusa but that was to be expected, he supposed. 


"Hey listen. Both of you. You both had the same exact reaction when I mastered the Chaos Flame. Now, you can both look upon it without any doubt. Even you Titulus! And you despise anything demon related."


"Maybe you don't understand Illusa because you were never human but Titulus...I know you felt it. That flame was the culmination of humanity. I can not bury it because it is as much a part of you as it is me and every other human in existance. Half, former or full. That flame is a desire you STILL have."


"I will do the same as I did with the Chaos Flame and I will ask you both, politely, not to mock the culmination of my research. Neither of you know how hard it was to reach that level of understanding and then to give it form and THEN control it. You have both known me for many years. Give me some more credit."


"Illusa what I meant by your ice magic saving me, was that it was your magic that let me know where to draw the line. Where to stop the spread of the flame. NOT that I couldn't stop it." 


The undead's eyes looked at both of them with some measure of scorn reflecting in the orange glow. Anyone who knew Soma, knew that he always felt incredibly strong about his research and wouldn't hesitate to defend it. Not even from his friends. They didn't spend the time he did. They didn't take the risks he did. They didn't risk their lives like he did.


The phrase, "What do you know of it?" Explains it rather well. Just as Soma doesn't pretend to understand Illusa's struggle with her fear of flame or Titulus's struggle with keeping himself under vigilant control of eternal second of the day, he expects them to do the same with trying to control something that is, by nature, uncontrollable.


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[A Murder Of Corviknight]

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~Monoyoshi Thorne~


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Status: Human form


Mood: Chattery, excited for food


Location: Hiking Trail


Objective: Foooood


Mentioned: N/A


Interaction: @Nano @Nyctophiliac @Storm Guardian


Notes: I know snakes can't really "hear" but Monoyoshi can hear as a snake. It’s just shirohebi tricks.




[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]The shirohebi childishly flicks his tongue at his friend from his position because Largo [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]definitely[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] forgot. However, he does acknowledge Largo’s request and slips off the sixteen year old human’s shoulders with amused hissing sounds. He does, after all, know that he hasn’t been the size or weight of a baby corn snake for several years. Sadly enough, he hasn’t even been able to fit on Largo’s head for just that reason. Which meant little to no opportunities to hitch a ride on someone’s head or shoulders.[/SIZE]

 


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]‘Ah, I guess I just have to work harder on my transformation magic…’[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] Monoyoshi internally muses as he turns to the girl whose scent tasted like fear. (Fish? Seal? Perhaps one of those selkie people?) He is quick to lift a good portion of his long body off the ground to eye her face for any hint that she had stated the obvious as a joke because he was certainly not a tadpole or a worm.[/SIZE]

 


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]However, to his disappointment, it’s easy to see and smell that she’s not joking.[/SIZE]

 


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]‘Huh, but then again, fear does make people pretty stupid,’[/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px] he thinks before stating his observations outloud (fortunately or unfortunately) in the form of amused but loud hisses to the most human human in their presence. Only turning his head to his friend. Completely forgetting that he’s still very much in the seal girl’s personal space.[/SIZE]

 


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]It’s only when he hears the cafeteria bell ringing in the distance that he slips out of the poor girl’s personal space and slides up to his dark haired friend’s side again. To get his point across more quickly, he quickly slips into his human form before slinging his arm around Largo’s shoulders and immediately starts to chatter in excited tones the moment he gets his human voice box back.[/SIZE]

 


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]“Largooooooooo~! That’s the cafeteria bell right? What do you think they’ll have for lunch? Do you think they’ll have rabbits? I’m in the mood for rabbit today. Or fish. I wouldn’t mind fish either. Oh speaking of food...ugh, remember to take the daifuku later. I still don’t get how you like them so much…”[/SIZE]

 

[WolfOfProphecys]

Ash gave Soma a small smile, said smile growing wider as the little dragon licked her hand. She gently ran her scaled fingertips over the top of the little dragons head, even as she followed after the fire maker. He seemed to join the others at the table but instead of following him there she wandered to the food. Holding the dragon carefully in one arm, she selected something meaty (though she wasn't entirely sure what it was) before joining the others. Being half-dragon meant that she much preferred her meat, and it was almost exclusively what she ate. 


Settling down quietly at the same table, she dug in slowly. Occasionally she'd pass tiny pieces to the little dragon, hoping Soma wouldn't mind.


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[Elowyn]

@Storm Guardian @Birb @nan0


The snake reared threateningly to look at her. It probably could sense her fear through a flick of it's tongue. "Eep--!" She startled and took a few places backwards. Instead of attacking, however, it hissed something indecipherable to her ears to the boy it landed on. They seemed familiar with each other at least. She relaxed incrementally.


A tolling of a bell affected the snake as if it were a summons. But it was, she remembered, a call for lunch. The snake shifted into a boy and Ishli made the connection: he was a formchanger, what humans would call shapeshifters, like her. He began to babble about food and for some reason mentioned daifuku...? She shrugged in puzzlement looking to the half to gauge his reaction. Was this normal for him? Was it normal for Camp Ember? If so, it seemed like she had yet a lot to learn.

 

[slim]

((Just got finished writing an argumentative essay so I'm salty af, lmao. Sorry))


"Nobody is fucking mocking you, Soma. It's fire, there's nothing funny about it." Illusa was already scowling, and now she looked like she was about to explode. 


"We are your friends when you decide to come out from under your rock, and that's why we are concerned. It's great that you have dedicated your life to learning how to torch things and all, but there's a certain line on where to stop. Chaotic fire? I don't even know what that means! Fire has always been just fire. It's orange and red, whatever, it lights up rooms and cooks your food. Great. But no, that's not good enough, huh? You are a human after all, so of course you have to keep digging, not caring if it hurts others." Ok, so maybe Illusa was using personal experiences in her argument, but she was too angry. The weather went from pleasant to cloudy as she spoke, and soon a crack of lightning was heard, and water beat down on the roof and windows. The elf was far from done, and she even got out of her seat just to glare daggers at Soma from a closer distance.


"I'm so very glad my magic was the great flashing sign for you to stop wreaking havoc, truly. What's better than controlling an uncontrollable element, right? I bet you feel great while letting everything around you burn in the demon's little bubble, huh? I bet it was taking over, the rush you get when you let your powers go. Did you even remember that Titulus was your friend during the fight? If you had gained the upper hand, would you go in for the kill? Tell me Soma, do you just tell me not to fear fire because your so confident in yourself that you can't admit when you've gone past the line?


"I'm not an immortal like you two. It might take 1000 years for me reach my deathbed, and that's fine. I just hope during my final moments that you're learning how to master Greek fire or whatever like the advanced pryomaniac you are." The storm was raging outside, but Illusa's expression had lost the anger. It was just a steely gaze by now, and she was hungry and annoyed. She sat down and finished her sushi and the cheese noodles before leaning back in the seat and sighing and turning back to the egotistical corpse.


"Also, don't state at us like we're children. Your only like, 200 years old. I'm pretty sure we're both older than you." Illusa added as she stabbed at her fish sticks for a few moments. 


Illusa sprung up and grabbed Ash's hand. The stupid dragon tried nipping her, and Illusa scowled at the overgrown snake. It had never liked her, and the feelings were mutual.


"C'mon Ash, ill train you now that I've eaten. Hopefully you've eaten enough instead of the dragon. If it gets any fatter it'll be useless." Illusa chirped, her mood already back to being calm. They changed like the tide, it seemed.


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[shadowz1995]

Soma merely narrowed his eyes at the woman, expressing an impressive amount of control during her entire outburst. The thunderclouds outside were a good metaphor for how his mixture of emotions in his chest were brewing together. Scorn, anger, regret, guilt, pity, and pain.


Never had Illusa snapped at him in such a way. Much less in such a public setting. His expression stayed stone like but his eyes betrayed his heart. They glowed brighter throughout the thorough reprimanding and by the time she wrapping up her rant, they were as bright as when he was in his battle craze with Titulus. 


However, all of a sudden, they died down. It was as if a blazing inferno had suddenly been reduced to fleeting embers on a moonless night. 


The pyromancer inclined his head and said two words aloud.


"I'm sorry."


With that, he walked over and placed his hand on Titulus's shoulder. With a solemn nod to his old friend, Soma stood and walked out of the mess hall. The pyromancer walked back to the Earth cabin and took a seat at his bunk. He cracked the book he was reading open once again and simply read in silence.


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@Petroshka

 

[Rock And Roll Boy]

Amy- Lee was completely zoned out. Completely zoned out. She was almost lifeless, her eyes blazing bright green. "M... my home..." Her hands lost their strength, the ragged suitcase now on the ground and its contents spilling out as it the suitcase opened upon impact. Amy- Lee's eyes, aside from the colour, started to water. She could really use someone to comfort her.

 

[Coyote Hart]

Blade Kicklighter
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They neared the falls and the selkie girl headed to the water to dip her feet, while Largo stood looking around, a puzzled look on his face. Blade waited for an answer to his question, but only got one answer. Seemed like Largo was a bit preoccupied. Then, out of nowhere, a snake dropped from the trees onto Largo's shoulders. Blade wondered if Largo was sensing that the snake was nearby.


Blade didn't have anything against snakes: They were good predators, and honestly a bit cute. Plus, this snake didn't seem to have an intent on biting Largo. So unlike the selkie, Blade didn't give a shriek, only gazed at the snake and at Largo and smiled. 


To his surprise, however, the snake transformed into a human, and Blade realized that the guy was probably like an animagus from Harry Potter. A bell chimed from ways away, and at first, he didn't understand what the bell was about before the snake guy explained it to him. It seemed interesting that a bell from the cafeteria could reach its sound all the way to over here.


"Seems like its lunch," Blade said, "We better get going back. And snake guy, what is daifuku?" He was hoping that nobody would judge him for having to eat raw meat, since that, as well as blood, was the only thing currently in his diet.


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More Information

Spoiler

Blade Kicklighter


Current location: Firefly Falls


Objective: Get back to the cafeteria


Mood: Happy


Interacting with: Largo, Ishli, Monoyoshi


Daifuku: A Japanese dessert consisting of a large mochi stuffed with red bean paste.


(Did I get it right?)






 

 
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