Shinzita
Grimro, the Pumpkeeper :: Obsidian Darkchrysm; Dark Alice of the Kurogami
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 | | Subject: Re: A Broken Home... Tue Dec 09, 2014 8:17 am | |
| Tzita tapped her foot impatiently as El INSISTED on trying to make that kid feel better. It was probably not gonna last when the sun came up, if all of that commotion was caused because of that in the first place. He probably needed to be restrained, or thrown into the Zero World, like their father insisted. But, whatever. She didn't really care right now, anyway. She was just itching to get back to her own... 'Business.'
When he FINALLY came back over to her, she would turn her nose up to him and pout, poking out her lips as she snatched up his arm, interlocking it with her own, "Hmph... Keeping a lady waiting, huh? You'll have to be punished for this later," she'd say, cracking one of her chain whips and smiling deviously before it dispersed. "Now, follow me... I'm going to show you a very... Special place." She tugged him in a different direction, heading toward a less run down part of Valparaiso... | |
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Grimnyzmal
Grimnyzmal, the Pumpkinghead :: Crystal Reaper; Dark Legend of the Veritas
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Join date : 2014-11-02
Age : 30
Location : Living Shadow
Job/hobbies : Living Shadow
| | Subject: Re: A Broken Home... Wed Dec 10, 2014 8:33 pm | |
| "They're gone..." a deep voice grumbled from behind the boy in the shadows, the piercing eyes of a predator lurking in the darkness, "... Don't think I forgot about you and your punishment." The darkness, like a robe, threw itself over the boy and into the orphanage, where he would be forced to stare each child in the eyes with both of his eyes allowed to be opened. "Suffer as they have suffered." He would grab each child, one by one, pick them up and show him their terrified faces, damaged bodies (if such occurred), fractured spirits (If any) and shattered minds. Some hadn't seen nor heard of anyone with powers before, and to witness it was an experience that was far too terrifying to withstand sanity, especially for one of such little comprehension and understanding in terms of realms beyond and what was capable of being done beyond the eternal confines of a barely kept together orphanage home.
"Do you know what we do with children who cannot lead nice, sociable lives in society? They must become Servicemen. Not just any Servicemen. Secret Servicemen. The ones that are not Slaves to the Machine." With that, the Living Shadow rose up to consume all of the children in a single grasp, taking them into the NeoZeroWorld Shoppe in order to begin their 'Special Training.' "Know that this is all on your head, my son. All of this must occur. Because of you." The children were no longer fortunate enough to be safe under the Orphanage's protection and maintaining their innocence. They now needed to have strict control and taken care of in a different way in order to keep from being hazardous to themselves and others. This was his price to pay... He would watch them, knowing what they were thinking and what they were feeling at the time they did it and understand why, and feel it too within himself. Where they would lack the Understanding as to why it was all going on; all those poor, unfortunate, lost souls... Kairo, on the other hand, would Understand it all. And he would have to know the fate of these Lost Souls, too. Over. And Over. and Over. Until each child had its go. There were Thirteen Orphans, including Kairo, himself. (11:25) | |
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Nohxark
Metatron; Seal of Judgment :: Mark and Decree of the End
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