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Chapter Minus One - Maren - 08-09-2017 She gives in to the darkness - her veins were like icy webs as the blood in her body tingles and itches through her skin like spiders. In that moment nothing felt natural, she might as well be caught, captive, in a giant bubble while pink and blue elephants are playing shrieking violins as they danced around her multiple reflections, snares breaking with high pitched tunes. If her eyes hadn’t been instinctively closed from the heavy dragging sensation of time and space, tugging from every inch of her existence, she could have seen what was the truth and what was not. At last the darkness sighs and lets her go. She sees again when she opens her smoldering eyes: bright sweet peaches with fear fueled anger. She falls down on the ground that she hadn’t really left in the first place, but collapses into a puddle of hide and limbs nonetheless. Her muscles are sore, her ears ring and her head still tingles from the spiders that have infested the ruins of her being. She looks around, afraid. Something had changed within her, was devouring her from the inside; sizzling, smoking, burning. Why did her magic feel so estranged? The more she felt the hollow growth echoing within her fear, the angrier her blood screamed as it surged through her veins as if looking for an escape. She screams - there is no way out - knows in this world she is and will be but a mere fly. Ruthless that it is, helpless is she and this time there won't be escaping a web composed of the unknown. Maybe if she could just breathe. I'm still on absent (on holiday) hence the ''No RP''! Looking forward to RP'ing soon <3 Maren
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RE: Chapter Minus One - Rift Presence - 08-10-2017 the Rift
A slam of color against your hide—then blackness. The Rift is stronger now, steeped in power and grief and loss. Gone is the desperate hunger; instead a gluttonous appetite samples every creature that passes through its Portal. And so it’s long, black tongues dip and slurp into this newly appeared being. These forked, slender shadows linger on the halo, shining as bright as a beacon in the fluorescent darkness. Yum. | TRANSFER NOTES : MAREN | Magic: Transformation: Ability to transform into a mist-cat. * These slovenly, shadowed tongues like what they taste, and steal from you the remaining magics in your veins. That halo and those mists were just too scrumptious to pass up. Items: Vanity: Wooden Norwegian rowboat with metal framework that fits two horses. Moves at the will of owner. Rift-god/Kaos Items: Tongue licks pause, replaced with stares of a thousand, unseen eyes; they have noticed the Bear God blood you carry. Amulets: The Rift has grown quite the appetite for foreign godsblood. In their haste to consume the amulets, the shatter against our skin, leaving glowing stripes and splashes along your skin. Companion: Mr. Teatime : Siberian Tiger OOC Obtained: 8 February 2016 Rift Birthdate: 1171 Early Freeze *You may Trial for an additional magic of transforming into a normal cat. When you are back from holiday, you may look at the Magic page in the GB :] Normal items transfer fine, simply use this thread a link-proof in your profile :) |