Ooc: okay, what the HELL just happened?! Jeez, from what I can barely read it's a bunch of freaking powerplaying! Xert, tone down the power Blue, tone it just DOWN, it's like powerplay central. At least stick with a weak darkness, and have that at least take a toll on you. Program, you're pretty okay, just no magic- not without a small toll(like let's say you kept cool in a lava room, you would be freezing out of that temp) Doc, I would appreciate a bit of power down as well. Now everyone, I should have seen this rule on the front page but- No killing. You may kill someone if you are given permission by their owner, consult this through pm's. Thank you @_@
Eden munched on her fish, not a fan of adding vinager to it. "Alphonse was dangerous to us anyway. We'll move on without him." she kept an almost eery cool, a blank expression upon her face.
Eden frowned, wincing. "I never liked how he used darkness." she sighed, wishing to never become a fugitive.
Eden was listening to sounds, registering conversations and hearing a faint whisper of Alphonse. She sneered at that, she did not like him, wondering what would happen if he truly fell to darkness.
"Anyway, back to business. Why would we be sent to Australia?" Eden seemed to look out the window, dazed.
"B-But there's so much blood... It smells horrible!" Mage panicked again, one spell she was going to use suddenly spiked, Dias cause light to glow around her, it was heading to strike Shadow Star as if alive.
Eden could only smirk at Wesely. "I will have fish and chips, please." She was polite and sweet, though it was Riku's voice, it dripped honey once again.
Mage was trying to concentrate enough to create a few spells, or even stop trembling. "Nightmare... I'm scared... I can't think straight!"
Mage also posed in a defensive position, unsure how to answer Nightmare. She was trembling in fear in sight of the blood.
Ooc: hey! I have a friend on dA who lives in Australia! No hittin on them ;.; Bic: "Australia? My my, lovely. I'll get the same as you, but no stereotypes please everyone? I will take high offense to that, as it is unkind to those whom live around here." Eden sounded quite literate.
"If anyone could help I would have just done it myself long ago." Eden looked to some unsavory memories, wishing them gone. But, she would not allow them to fade.
Mage sighed, so much confusion. Ashir blinked, shaking his head a bit. "Agh, mom is so tricky sometimes." He put a hand to his hand, a slight dull ache.
Eden chuckled. "One should learn to think only and never speak." She reviewed memories of old loved ones, though they were mute. "I fear my memory is still fading... Even with it behind the door." She looked to the door, hearing a slight pawing at the door.
"I wish I could go home... It was always so nice in the summer. People would play songs in the streets and there was always beautiful places." Eden sighed, hugging a memory.
Mags watched as Akii stormed off, upset that Ashir had angered her. "That girl reminds me of my sister. Humph, such bad manners. The bigger they are the harder they fall." Again the voice of Ashir seemed changed... And were his eyes darker? "Still, making her upset isn't nice."Mage muttered with distaste.
Eden sighed, it was getting rather boring. She looked over some memories, trying to keep them alive for as long as possible.
Eden returned to her door at the Station of Calling, glaring at it with hatred as it snarled back. "You will not eat my memories..." she hissed at it, giving a second thought about the comment of being a lone wolf. "And you. Did you know how to woo me? That wolf comment was extremely flattery"
Eden decided to answer for Riku. "No ma'm. We'll be needing a few more minutes please. Thank you though." Her voice, though Riku's, dripped with honey. It was easy to create a polite voice.
Yeah, I'm just barely sneaking on my iTouch to get on here >.>;
Eden couldn't help but smile at that. "A wolf? Thank you. But I side with the light. And my darkness is not a demon, I qualify it as such." She looked to the door, her darkness had quieted down. She could only hope it wasn't going off to eat more memories.
