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starfishbucks2012-08-18 01:23 pm
lostwanderer) wrote in starfishbucks2012-08-18 01:23 pm
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Character: Wander
Fandom: Shadow of the Colossus
Player Name: Mirr!
In the plaza, it seems that there's yet another newcomer.
...One that looks like he might not have lasted in the process of arriving.
He's lying face down on the cobblestone, soaking wet, dark shadowy veins standing out against his deathly pale skin. His clothing is covered with unidentifiable stains, and he smells like dust kicked up by a rainstorm. It's the very definition of One Dead Human. Except for the small black horns sticking out from underneath his hair.
Finally he starts stirring, his voice tinged by a dull echo as he groans in the effort of trying to pull himself to his feet. He gets to his knees before he starts coughing, spitting out seawater that's followed by a thick black smoke that settles like dust on the ground.
...Yeah, he's definitely not looking so good.
Fandom: Shadow of the Colossus
Player Name: Mirr!
In the plaza, it seems that there's yet another newcomer.
...One that looks like he might not have lasted in the process of arriving.
He's lying face down on the cobblestone, soaking wet, dark shadowy veins standing out against his deathly pale skin. His clothing is covered with unidentifiable stains, and he smells like dust kicked up by a rainstorm. It's the very definition of One Dead Human. Except for the small black horns sticking out from underneath his hair.
Finally he starts stirring, his voice tinged by a dull echo as he groans in the effort of trying to pull himself to his feet. He gets to his knees before he starts coughing, spitting out seawater that's followed by a thick black smoke that settles like dust on the ground.
...Yeah, he's definitely not looking so good.
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He glanced at his hand, at the black veins standing out prominently against his skin. Whatever had happened to him, however he had changed, there was no use resisting it. "It doesn't matter."
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He was still, admittedly, a little bit wary of the man. He just wasn't sure what to make of him. There was a darkness about him that wasn't entirely his own, which was a strange enough sensation on it's own. But he also felt like it was eclipsing something else entirely. It was... unsettling. Especially because Rin could tell he wasn't a demon.
"Well uh... if you want I can take you back to my place if you need a bit to get on your feet or whatever..."
He wasn't sure how Maka was going to take that, but if anyone could figure out the conflicting feelings it would be her and her soul perception.
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"...Have you seen a woman wearing all white? With long black hair? Her name is Mono. ...she's important to me."
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A quick scroll of the network revealed no one by the name of "Mono" current in the city.
"Sorry. Looks like she's still... wherever you came from."
It was difficult to tell if that was a good or bad thing.