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Post by jadore on Jun 20, 2005 12:20:07 GMT
It was night: midnight to be exact. And the weather was peculiar: very cold, with numerous clouds covering the sky which made the whole atmosphere feel dark and depressed; how very different from the lovely, hot, sunny weather they had been experiencing over the last week or so. Jadore had woken in the night in a cold sweat, from dreams of people in pain. However, waking wasn't an escape for Jaodre: because the nightmare continued. Jadore had clutched her head and tried to focus on happy things, but the feelings and screams of pain, sorrow, hate and others, had continued and grew stronger and stronger until Jadore felt like she was about to explode. So the mousey-brown haired, blue and green eyed girl had crept out: she hated her empathic and telepathic gift sometimes because although she had learnt to control it most of the time, sometimes it controlled her. She decided that the only way to overcome it tonight, was to follow the pain and screams which she felt and heard in her head. As she neared the graveyard, everything that she had been feeling had intensified, so much so that she found it hard to walk from the pain she experienced. Leaning on the gates she used her body weight to budge them open a crack, the slim girl then slipped between them and stumbled somewhat hopeslessly through the graveyard. Jadore had no idea what she was looking for, but figured when she had found it, that she'd know. Just as she thought she was making progress: the pain and screams she was feeling had subsided a litte, Jadore noticed a simple gravestone: she didn't know why it caught her attention as she stood amongst so many, and this one's words had been worn away. She began to stare at it wondering why she was so drawn to it, when all of a sudden the pain and screaming started up once again within the girl's mind. So strong it was, that it knocked Jadore off her feet, and as she fell to the ground she hit her head on the stone and fell unconcious. But she was glad: for there was peace from the pain and screaming. But as she relaxed more and more, she was aware on some subconcious level that her breathing was becoming more and more shallow: then she had it: her first ever vision and it wasn't pleasant: someone being killed, the blood, the pain, the darkness, Jadore felt cold, and in her unconcious state she shivered. She now knew why she had been drawn here, but who was she meant to be helping?...
out of character: anyone can join this thread. Just to warn you though, I don't know where I'm going with this whole vision thing, I was bored so wanted to develop my character. So if your character has someone who died violently in their past then it'd work great!
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Post by Eliza on Jun 20, 2005 14:48:02 GMT
OOC: Eeeeeeeep!! This goes SOOOO good with how I wanted to develop my character!! Ep! I know we already have a thread together, but, may I join this one? Both of our characters could be developed at the same time, would be a good thing on both our behalf, right? Plllllease?
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Post by Hayzie on Jun 20, 2005 15:18:43 GMT
ooc: Hey, Eliza! Welcome to MH. Just a quick note which I'll delete in a min.. if someone says that a threads open, or that anyone can reply, you don't needa ask permission, just join in ^^ Hope this helps Happy RPing! ~Hayzie
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Post by Eliza on Jun 20, 2005 17:49:58 GMT
Ooc: Thank you for the welcome Hayzie, that’s very kind of you ^.^ And, uh, lol, I’m well aware that if someone says the thread is open, anyone can post, I was merely thinking along the lines of the fact that she MAY want to RP with someone else for this thread, seeing as how her and I already have a thread underway. Thank you for the help, though, it’s much appreciated. ;D
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Post by Hayzie on Jun 20, 2005 18:06:07 GMT
ooc: No problems! -scoots-
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Post by Eliza on Jun 21, 2005 16:38:01 GMT
OOC: Eeeep... I feel bad now >.0 But I already have it allll written up...
BIC:
The shadows cast upon the ground served to make a more eerie atmosphere. The wind blew with a deep howl to it, rustling the leaves on the trees and distorting any clear image of a tree in the area. As the wind swirled around violently, lifting leaves with it, a lone figure made its solemn way towards the outskirts of town.
Deep chocolate brown eyes searched the area carefully as time passed, each somber step bringing the person closer to her destination. Deep within the night she had woken from a restless slumber, her mind plagued with thoughts and memories. It wasn’t until she had begun walking that calm had erupted within her mind once more, the silent screams finally leaving the confines of her skull.
Blowing her hair around mercilessly, the wind continued to howl in her ears, causing her to reach the brink of madness. With a jaw clenched tight, she moved one of her slender, pale hands onto the gate and slowly pushed it open, a shiver escaping up her spine at the sound of the squeak it made.
Her heavy black army boots squished against the moist dirt of the Graveyard slightly as she walked; it wasn’t often that she wore them, only when she visited this ghostly place. They were her father’s boots; he had once worn them proud as he trucked around with his wife and his little girl. It was one of Eliza’s fondest memories of her parents; of course, all her memories were fond ones, seeing as how she had only been able to make them until she was about 6.
Letting a low sigh out, Eliza’s mind drifted to her last memory of her parents, a memory that had haunted her for the past 11 years. The night her parents were murdered. She could still hear the scream of her mother, pleading to leave her little girl alone, to take her instead. Could remember the sound of her father sobbing, with her mothers blood splashed across his once soft features. The smell of their blood was still pungent within her memory, along with the sick feeling it had left in her.
Her thoughts casually drifted back to reality as her eyes rested on something, or more precisely, someone, on the ground. Eyes now wide, Eliza rushed over to the person, shocked and horrified to find Jadore laying seemingly unconscious on the ground, a small cut on her head where she had obviously hit the gravestone beside them. Lifting the girls head carefully, Eliza spoke in a hushed voice, trying to bring Jadore back from wherever she was, “Jadore…? Jadore… Come on… Wake up… Come on… Focus on me here, come on, you can do it…”
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Post by jadore on Jun 21, 2005 17:34:30 GMT
A new emotion: panic. Then Jadore heard a faint voice, she couldn't quit tell where it was coming from but after a moment or so she recognised it to be Eliza's. Fighting to regain conciousness Jadore murmored. " 'liza..." She began to move a little, and managed to raise her right hand to place it over the little cut above her right eyebrow from her fall. "Eliza?" she asked again, calling out for help.
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Post by Eliza on Jun 21, 2005 18:36:12 GMT
Hearing the low murmur, Eliza felt her heart jump for joy, unbelievably happy with the fact that Jadore was gaining some consciousness. Placing a hand delicately over Jadore’s hand which was over her cut, Eliza tried her best to sooth the other girl, “I’m here… You’ll be OK, it’s just a little cut, don’t worry…” She was stroking Jadore’s hair lightly with the hand that wasn’t covering her hand
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Post by jadore on Jun 21, 2005 18:41:17 GMT
Jadore was comforted by the presence of Eliza as she came around, opening her eyes slowly she peered up and straight into her friend's chocolate ones. She smiled slightly at the beautiful face which she looked at, but then the screams started back in her head again and she sat bolt up right, clutching her head with both hands. "Please. STOP IT!" she sobbed, rocking back and forth a little.
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Post by Eliza on Jun 21, 2005 19:04:23 GMT
Eliza smiled down at Jadore softly, before she had suddenly jumped up and started yelling. Panicking, Eliza jumped to her feet, before falling to her knees once again, right beside Jadore, and wrapping her arms gently around the other girl, “Jadore? What’s wrong? What’s wrong Jadore?” She asked in a hushed voice, obvious panic showing on her face
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Post by jadore on Jun 21, 2005 19:11:44 GMT
The voices didn't stop, neither did the awful emotions. They threatened to overtake her once again, however this time someone was there to save her: and it was Eliza. Breathing hard and clamping her eyes shut she tried to ignore what she was feeling. But it was impossible. Her eyes burst open as another scream of torment echoed in her mind. She looked Eliza in the eyes, and moved her hands from her head, to around Eliza: returning the hug. There was no other way of explaining this, other than the truth... "I see, hear and feel things" she choked out as she tried to concentrate on Eliza and their converstaion not the things going on within her mind. she forced a smile but it was obviously fake. "I have a gift: I'm empathic and telepathic. I use it to help people, but I sometimes can't control it." she took in a sharp breath of air as though she'd been hit by something and needed air. "And - now - its - hurting - hurting - me" she managed to utter as she clamped her hands back on her head, and her body went tense. She hoped that Eliza would understand what she was trying to tell her.
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Post by Eliza on Jun 22, 2005 1:15:36 GMT
Now way beyond confused, Eliza watched in horror has Jadore only seemed to get worse. Her brow slowly furrowed as Jadore tried to explain what was happening. Moving one of her hands slowly to rest it lightly on Jadore’s temple, she started to message it gently; that had always helped her when she had a headache, although she doubted it would help in the particular situation, “What can I do to help,?” She asked in a soft voice, though she figured there was probably nothing she could do.
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Post by jadore on Jun 22, 2005 6:11:20 GMT
She began to shake now: trembling from the emotions that threatened to overtake her once again. "Noo - Nothing." she whispered out pitifully. But then she had a thought "Unless" she paused, fighting back the screams in her head for long enough to talk "unless you could help me find out about my vision? I think if I find aout about what happened...that the screams and pain will go away?" she shrugged: anything was worth a try.
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Post by Eliza on Jun 22, 2005 17:06:01 GMT
Eliza’s arms fell to her sides and she had a pathetic look on her face, “There isn’t anything I can do…?” Frowning more now, Eliza ran a hand up through her hair, a nervous habit she had picked up long ago. Tilting her head to the side now, Eliza tried to think of a way she could help Jadore find out about her vision, “How am I supposed to help you find out about it? I can’t see, or hear, or feel what ever it is…”
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Post by jadore on Jun 22, 2005 17:39:22 GMT
Jadore gritted her teeth: it was just too much for her to cope with, it'd never been this bad before. "I don't know." she mumbled: her tone one of a person that had been defeated. "I wish there was someway you could see and feel this just a little bit...so you could understand?" she shrugged, her hands now clenched tightly into fists again. "I don't nkow if I could though, I've never tried it before...you want to have a go?" she asked, her eyes looking hopeful, and pleeding with the other brunette.
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