Hello Everyone! ^_^

First I would like to say welcome to a very different type of story from the usual forums that are on here. For all of you who have seen me around the forum you will know that I am in the NOT TYPICAL stories and that I post decently long posts. Well I am happy to say that this forum, the second one I have opened and the first in Eros Noir, well be very different from what all of you are used to, except for my posts of course, hehe . There are a few rules, so to speak, and also a few qualifacations to join. There is a plot for the story, which WILL be followed. However at a certain point in the story (which I will explain in a minute) the story will turn into the basic forum stuff, where you will have to use you imagination and ingenuity. All of this I will write below. Please read this whole page first before you do ANYTHING and please PM me if you have and questions or comments as I would love to hear from you. So here we go, and read below, as I explain what the Hell I am doing.

~Ok so that being said lets start off with the first thing.~

THE RULES

1) In order to join you MUST I repeat MUST first PM me. Please in your PM tell me why you would like to join and a possible short description of your character. If you can't think of anything please just write a nice, "Please may I join" note and I will get back to you as soon as I read it.

2) Ok I know some of you might really hate me for this, but here's the deal. You join-Your human. There are no exceptions to this. I will explain more on this below. (Trust me its not as bad as it sounds.)

3) Ok I hate doing this but I am also putting a post limit on this forum. Two lines is exceptable every now and then but I REALLY want at least three. I would really like people who like to write and use there brain, not one sentance dudders. (Sorry)

4)Ok this has to do with NO. 2. Everyone is only allowed to have ONE power. I mean this no extra sneaking. Also no fancy, smansy weaponary. You can only have on your person what an average day Joe would carry on him or her when out of the house. NO 10 daggers on your body or random sword on your side. If you have a pocket knife on ya then fine but nothing out of the ordinary. Oh this also includes like special potions and such. OK?!!!! (And I'll explain more about the powers thing in a minute.)

5) Ok I hate to do this but if your going to join please make it a rule to check this at least once every other day. Because when others have to wait around for you to post it can become extremely annoying. And just a warning: if your gone for 5 days and no post is seen then I will give permission to God mode your character to the person who needs you. If I don't do it myself, so do yourself a favor and just try to keep up with it. (Sorry hate being the party pooper, but I mean this).

6) Ok last one, this isn't really a rule but like a request. I would like this forum to be for people who have at the very least 50 posts or more. In other words, I want people with forum experience. IE- who know what there doing. If you are a newbie and wish to join. Please post an OOC, and if you have AIM or MSN. WE can talk through that, but I am not making any promises. Also at one point in the story I will post and OOC that will say "NO NEW PLAYERS, FORUM FILLED" This means that I will close the forums to others who want to come in late in the story. If you soooooooo see this after I post this and just have to join. Pm me and will talk.

~Ok so like that is it for the rules. Up Next:~

The Description or The Basic Plot


Ok I have peeked your interest so far, cause your still reading, hehe. So its only fair to now let you know what your going to be dealing with (if you join). Basically its a twist between an Asylm/Labyranith/Sandman/Horror Story-(yeah something like that.)

THe story starts in a small suburban town In Vermont. The small secluded town sits in a valley, Mountains on both sides. (Think like a small swish alpe town.) Here people go about their daily lifes normaly. Except for a few young adults and teenagers. The town is old, dating back to as old as Salem, and the legends and lore that surround the town and its landmarks are many. One of these places is an old hiking trail that runs at down one of the mountains and into the valley/ town itself. The trail, named Willow Brook Walk, has its very own legends surrounding both its history and its origins. This is the most talked of and seldom talked about part of the whole of the town. People have been know to dissappear into thin air over the centeries by walking this trail, and few dare to travel upon it, for fear of what the might learn.

The few "Human" teens/ young adults (ok people this is were you come in) that are in the story all have on thing in common. The all seem to be going slowly insane. (Just for referance the characters should be between the ages of 17 and 34. ok?) None of you will know each other, or at least at first. Yet all of you have the same things happening to you. During the day (In the beginning) you go on with your life as ususal, but during the night-Horrible nightmares and a single song pleges you. The song starts off very soft yet as the nights go on the song grows stronger, until you can either do only one of two things. You can kill yourself, or you can give into the song, and make your way to the Willow Brook Walk trail. There (you all, some how or other) will meet each other for the first time right outside the portal to the parallel universe. This is where the story will grow complecated, and more intense. Each person will be able to pick ONE power that there character Alone will have. (The powers are listed below.) However heres the clencher. Your characters are to know NOTHING about their power until right before they enter the parralle universe or after they have already entered it. Your power is what you will use to help you "team mates" along in the now paralle universe, so pick carefully.

Ok this Paralle universe I keep talking about needs to be explained, so here goes.
Basically think of a labyranith, that will at the end of it contain a castle, with the ONLY Bad Guy in the story. Which of course will be played by ME. She will be an Evil Preistess who has been guiding unknowing power holders to her realm, ultimitly stealing there powers as a result of Her obstacles, riddles, tests, and pure evilness, their lives usually ending very bloodily.She uses a Labyranith as part of her trap. Yet the first thing she is known for, is her magically entrancing and insanity making like song that she sings. (Think sandman, and song is also included below. I wrote it just for this. hehe) This is what is the cause at the beginning for the start of the story to come together, and will hopefully play a big role also in the end of the story. The Labyranith will include the above mentioned things and of course a Minitur (hope that's how you spell that). In the parelle universe is where YOU GUYS will have to start putting your imagination into the story to make it interesting.

~Ok so like that is the basic plot. Now for the List of Powers you made choose from. Remember ONLY ONE. So pick carefully. A small decription of what you can do with each power is included.

-Talecanethis: you can move objects with your mind

-Telepathic- You can listen to others thoughts, put thoughts in to other people's minds, and or maybe even control them for a short period of time.

-Ability to create objects: Ok they have to be reasonable, and try to be creative with it, you can't just materialize something into your hands you must make it from an other substance. Whether it be wood, dirt, rock or something from your personage. Not allowed to go overboard with this power.

-Ability of healing: Basically what it says.

-Elemental Powers: Ok you can only pick ONE so here they are>

-Water: You can make it rain, turn yourself into a puddle, or control a hurrican. You can also squirt water out of your limbs if wanted.

-Ice: You can freeze things, make it snow or hail, shot ice cubes, etc...

-Fire: You can create heat, make things melt, control volcanos, shot fire, ect..

-Earth: You can basically move mountains, rocks with some ease, (Your not invinsable!!!), you can create earthquakes and turn yourself into rock.

-Wind: Can glide (NOT FLY), Create tornados, blow huge bursts of air, etc...

- Electric: Create Lighten, shot bolts of electricity, etc..

(The thing about the elemental powers is that to create something like steam the two players that are water and fire would have to work together, just like in the real world.)

-Ability to see the Future: what it says, only you can't know everything. Make it like you have to touch something to see what happens to it, or something like that.

-Abilities to see/read Emotions: Like their Ora and such. You can tell when someone is lieing or sad or hurt. The basics.

-Ability of the Senses: Basicly like a third eye, you can sense when someone or something is approaching, you get get vibes from people and things.

-Ability of Descruction: Ok don't get cocky with this, this is one you would have to consider very carefully when to use and when not to use. But the basic point is you can dematerialize someone or something with your mind. Remember you can only destroy things not create.

-Ability to Transport: Ok you can basically teleport yourself in short distances. When you grow more powerful you might be able to take a person or two with ya.

~Ok that finishes the powers. Remeber that none of them may become invinsable. The main point of this forum is use your brain and to work together with your fellow forum mates. So just keep that in mind at all times.~

~Ok well I think I have covered basically everything, you guys need to know. Like I said ealier, PM me if you have any questions for me about this forum, or if you'd like to join. So all this now said and done, nelow you can read the song I wrote, and I'll see ya all hopefully latter. ~

*Song*
(sung soft, slow, and enchanting like Over and over again.)

Come, Come, Come to the Labyranith,
Come, Come, Come and get lost.

Come, Come, Come to the Labyranith,
Come and get lost in my chambers of night.

In the darkness of the night,
By the Weeping Willows cry.

In the darkness of the night,
When the owls eyes roam in fright.

Come, Come, Come to the Labyranith,
Come meet the creature of old.

Come, Come, Come to the Labyranith,
So that blood made be spilled tonight.

~Oh and one more thing, I will post the opening in a seperate post. I will in the beginning play two characters. The first will be the Preistess and the second will be a basic human being, that way you guys can get the basic idea for your characters. I will probably kill of my human character later in the story that way I only have to play the preistess. So that said Latter all and hope ya join.~

OOC: Ok Well WELCOME EVERYONE!!! I am so happy that you have all joined. So far four people have joined, so with me there are 5 of us total. Just as a basic knowledge for any others that would like to join the powers that have been taken are as follows: Telecanisiths, Telepathic, Ability to crete objects, and Ability to see the Future. My human character that WILL die ealry into the story will have the Ability to sense and feel others Emotions, however if you are reading this and still wish to join just PM me and you can have the same power as my character, except yours will live longer than mine, hehe. So that being said, lets get this forum rolling, and Thanks everyone for joining.

IC:*Katlin walked home on the sidewalk in the busy part of the small town of Siphoux in a valley of Vermont. Walking in the middle of the sidewalk she was swinging her purse back and forth gently while tears rolled down her face. "WHY?" she said softly just under her breath, as she wiped the new dew that was again reforming in her soft blue eyes. "Why is it that people must feel so much pain in life? Why can't we always be happy?" She said again in a soft, yet breaking voice as she turned the last corner to her house, which was now only about three blocks away.*

*Katlin was a young, sweet girl of about 23, with shoulder length blonde straight hair, and blue eyes. She was white and pale and her figure was thin and actually almost sickly looking. She wore a red and white candy striper uniform and currently had half of her hair pulled back in a ponytail, while her bands hung just barely over her eyes. Katlin was a local helper at the nearby hospital. Helping people everyday who had been met by either some sort of tragity or death. Katlin being a very caring person had as a young girl decided that she would be called to help others with there problems and be there to comfort them, however doing this required her to have several theripst appointments every week. Due to the fact that she was extremely emotional and had over the past year been diagnosed with heavy depression. Her doctor and the people she worked with constantly told her that the job she was doing was basicly was going to kill her one day, and being as they all cared for her, as she was alone, they all looked out for her. Her parents had died just upon her 18th birthday and she had inherited there house and insurance policies, but due to the fact that her parents had been her only family she was now alone in the world. Caring for others but keeping strictly to herself. Today had been especially hard on her, when she had to comfort a little boy of the age of ten, when his mother had passed away in a brutal car acceident (sp?). The memories of the day her parents had died had returned vividly in her mind and now she had to deal all night with the surpressed memories of that day.*

*Walking up to a small one story house, a creamy shade of baby blue with a white fence surrounding the house and a small yard with a few cherry, pine, and oak trees hiding bits and pieces of the house from the neighbors veiw, Katlin opened her purse and took out her keys. Walking up the stairs and onto the proch she slipped the key inside and turned the lock. Opening the door she walked in, the enterance hall light already on. She set her keys down upon a small table by the door and walked into the kitchen pulling out the dinner she had made for herself tonight ealier that morning. She went upstairs after eating, and watching the news, and showered and changed. Turning down her bed she slided under the covers, and reached for the light. But as she did a small picture frame that was on her night stand caught her eyes and yet again she broke into tears. A picture of her parents and herself, the last one taken before her parents had been taken away from her, was staring her in the face. She picked up the frame carefully and gently ran her fingers along the edge of the frame. Then placing the picture aganist her chest and sliding futher under the covers, she turned out the light as she hugged the picture and her gently sobs and hicuping could be heard in the darkness, as she cryed herself to sleep.*

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*In an old stone castle, the sky behind it red as blood, a preitess in a black medievil gown stood over a pedastal that held a gaint (basketball size) crystal ball. The ball itself was a light purplish/pinkish color, and inside a young girl could be scene sleeping, dried tear lines upon her cheeks. Taking a pouch from her side she took a bit of dust from out of it and sprinkled it over the ball. Waving her other hand a slowy and depressing melody began to play out of no where. The preistess placed her hands upon the ball where the young girls head was and began to sing soft and sweet words.

Come, Come, Come to the Labyranith,
Come, Come, Come and get lost.

Come, Come, Come to the Labyranith,
Come and get lost in my chambers of night.

In the darkness of the night,
By the Weeping Willows cry.

In the darkness of the night,
When the owls eyes roam in fright.

Come, Come, Come to the Labyranith,
Come meet the creature of old.

Come, Come, Come to the Labyranith,
So that blood made be spilled tonight.

*The young maiden began to toss and turn frightfully, as she screamed in her sleep. The preistess smiled and countinued to sing, until the girl woke up in her sleep and threw the pictureof her and her parents across the room, breaking the frame, and shattering the glass. The maiden still screaming, her eyes a hipnotic red, walked over to the glass, and upon picking up a peice began to slash herself, until her white gown was bathed in blood. The priestess removed her hands and upon doing so the young girl feel to the ground, once again asleep. Her nightmares more real then she knew.*

OOC: :lol: Should we reveal our powers quite yet??...I'd personally like to keep mine a secret


IC: Lily arose with a start when she heard her mother yell for her. She had been sneaking in a nap rather than organizing the pots like her mother told her too. ...

See, Lily lives with her mother alone, her father having left when Lily was 2 and her mother was too heartbroken to have more children. Lily helps out her mother, though her mother is perfectly able to fend for her own being 40 and all, with her greenhouse that she owns. It's her mother's pride and joy, and source of income, with all the flowers grown throught their yard. Now about Lily...she is 24 years old (yep her mother had her when she was 16, and yep she lives with her mother), but she acts much older than she is. That isn't to say that she doesn't look it, because Lily is a rather attractive with a model's physique. Her body is toned, but still lithe and with feminine curves. She is 6 feet tall and has 42" legs that would make even the most self proclaimed gay man drool. Her body is well tanned for having worked outside all her life in little more than a bikini. She realized very early on that though her breasts were anything but large, she could still get her way by looking beautiful. Her face is very defined with deep aquamarine eyes, a cute button nose, and long thing lips all outlined with her curly blonde locks that are styled in a bob much like the one sported by Renee Zellwegger in Chicago. Lily has recently graduated from a top-notch university with a Ph.D in botany. She uses her prowess in plants to help support her mother who has a natural green thumb....

Lily got up from the hammock in the greenhouse with a groan. She looked at herself in a puddle of water and smiled at her reflection. Her hair was very frizzy and desperately needed to be styled, but if she took even one more minute to get to her mother, she would flip a shit. So Lily slipped on her flip-flops and started moving pots.....

After a good half-an-hour's of work, Lily retired to the hammock in the greenhouse and had the strangest dream....

OOC: No you don't have to reveal your power yet. I would actually like to play in the human realm for a little while. And remeber you won't discover you have them until your like right outside the portal to the parelle universe or already inside. Also one thing I wanted to say that I don't think I mentioned about the powers. Please keep in mind that when you first get your powers (and this is meant for everyone) that they arn't really strong and you don't yet know how to control them. Thus in otherwords only with time will your powers become stronger and will you eventually learn to control and use them really effictivly. That said lets continue the posting hehe.

IC:* THe priestess had finished with the young maiden who now lied on the floor, soaked in a small pool of her own blood. Taking yet another bit of dust from out of the same pouch she had just used about an hour ago, she again sprinkled some dust over the crystal ball. Closing her eyes and saying some anceint words.*

*Com on tella enobious galentioo. Remamy quetz ez nembis gontyy.*

*Upon saying the words a flash came from inside the crystal ball and red and black smoke rose from around the ball. Another young woman appeared from inside it, this time the woman was asleep in a hammock. Sprinkling a small amount of dust yet again over the crystal she placed her hands upon her head, as she again began to sing the song, the melody playing in the background, as the priestess again sang soft and sweet. (Ok if you've ever seen the movie Hocus Pocus, Think the song that Sarah the which sings to the children. It sounds allot like that.)*

Come, Come, Come to the Labyranith,
Come, Come, Come and get lost.

Come, Come, Come to the Labyranith,
Come and get lost in my chambers of night.

In the darkness of the night,
By the Weeping Willows cry.

In the darkness of the night,
When the owls eyes roam in fright.

Come, Come, Come to the Labyranith,
Come meet the creature of old.

Come, Come, Come to the Labyranith,
So that blood made be spilled tonight.


*As she sang she could tell that her spell was taking its toll. The young preistess making the young girl remember vididly and totally realisticly the worst times of her life, while adding extra demons to her sleep. She would not yet unleash her power over the woman until she had shed blood, weather it was her own or some one elses.*

OOC: This is so awesome:wub:... you know me... always have to be the diffrent one

*A young girl no more then 22 walking into the “Stage Door” of an off Broadway theater in NYC. A few people greeting her as she walked on the stage and began stretching out for that day’s rehearsal. Wearing her curly brunette hair in a high pony tail, with a blue sweat band around her forehead under her bangs; wearing a black sports bra, and a pair of green dancer pants. Her bright green eyes shining in the dull light of the theater. Putting her jazz shoes on, her perfect abs showing: as she did a few laybacks, and splits to warm up… a few of the other dancers poking fun with her. Katrina was a care free girl and really all her cast members and almost anyone that met her loved her instantly… at that moment one of the leading guys picked her up by the waist and onto his hip as a practice dance move, but more of a joke then anything. Her legs curved back and her arms around his neck as he put her down and they both started laughing. Katrina simply yelling at everyone to take there opening positions for “dance number 5”… and looking in the audience for the director’s cue to start practice, giving her the go ahead, as she yelled “5, 6… 5, 6, 7, 8” The music loud and rockish; lots of base, and drums could be heard in this very new, and totally odd dance off type musical. The rehearsal went as usual. The main male dancer Joseph coming up and telling her that Lou the director wanted a few words with her. She laughed and whispered to Joseph “well that’s never a good thing.” Katrina always seemed to be in trouble with… someone… for something. She did most of her work with choreographing and obviously performing herself. She was slowly working her way up in the world of dance choreography and this was her first show she had choreographed all on her own. Running up the isle to meet Lou in the back and asking him “What’s up… you needed me for something?” He had a smile on his face and just laughed as she came in all hot and sweaty from a good hard practice. Sitting on a table in the back, taking his aged glasses off his face, and starting to talk in a soft tone.

“I have a letter hear for a new traveling show. It’s a run off of the Dr. Seuss stories. I know that this would defiantly put you on the map baby girl. They asked me to come and direct… but I told them about you… and they heard about your rock/opera/dance… and well they want you to choreograph and not only that but they want you… Katrina Discerning…to be the lead!”

*She didn’t know what to do she just flung her arms about his neck kissing him and screaming as the other cast members ran up and looked at the letter and congratulated her. She was so happy she looked at the letter and saw the address was in Vermont? She just looked at Lou and made an odd face. Saying sarcastically “Well… I’ll get lots of syrup for everyone when I’m there.” The cast and Lou laughing hysterically. As everyone got there things and started home. Joseph coming up and offering to walk her home. She declining as she always did… every night to him. She didn’t want to be in a relationship, because of past experiences. Joseph walking out with her and kissing her cheek as they came to the street and he waved down a taxi and started to get in he called out to her as she whipped around to look at him.

“You know… I bet you wish you could read everyone’s mind don’t you? That way you could know exactly what you’re missing.”

*She laughed and said in rebuttal to him.*

“No… cause if I could read your mind Joseph McGeehan I would defiantly have to rearrange it… so you could find someone else to fall for. Not some wench from the wrong end of Broadway… I’ll see you when I come home JO.”

*She smiled and walked about 8 blocks up to a small apt building in the middle of the busy world of NYC. She was a born and breed New Yorker. Getting in the elevator and heading to a small studio apt. She opened the grate and the large door by hand. It was not a luxurious “penthouse apt” like you see in the movies. Just one large room with a pair of stairs in the corner leading up to her bed room that was all blue, hidden by beaded curtains; the spiral stairs going up into the middle of that room. The rest of the apt a kitchen of some sorts in the corner with an island with rainbow bar stools on the outer side for a table. Another corner was closed off which was the bathroom. A TV sitting on a wooden stand with a PS2 on the floor with a rack of CD’s, DVD’s, and a few games next to it. There was no real furniture, a Bowl couch another bowel chair with rainbow cushioning as well as the couch. With a few beanbags strewn on the floor. In the far other corner mirrors from ceiling to floor with a ballet bar on one side with one that was movable. She had large paintings on the walls and a few random rugs covering the hard floor. There was one thing on the wall that meant allot to her. A sword; made by her ex-boyfriend. She loved him still. He was a forger. They only broke up because he had to move to Europe and the decided it was best if the split, and if it was meant to be they would come back together. She took the beautiful broad sword down and went into a ready stance and doing a few moves with it. On the wall next to the TV there was also a keyboard, and a black acoustic guitar on a stand. Putting the sword back up, and going to her frig, and getting some left over pasta, and heating it up in the microwave. Sitting in the large bowl chair and eating her pasta and drinking a can of Pepsi. Watching Pirates of the Caribbean on DVD… she just slowly drifted off into sleep the empty bowl on her lap. Still in her sweaty dance clothes and not even going to bed but curling up and dreaming about her new show… and all that would await her in the morning…*

IC: Just as the preistess was controling the one woman in the hammock a crystal around her neck glowed. Taking one of her hands off the ball she placed it around the crystal around her neck which was glowing a pure blood shade of red. Taking the crystal in hand she neared the tip of the crystal towards the ball. Touching the end of the cystal to the crystal ball. Wave like swirls growing around the around from where the point touched the ball. Now another girl appeared on the other half of the ball. The other woman in the hammock still fully visable on the oppisite side of the ball. (Think split screen down the middle.) The new woman was asleep in a large bowl chair, and looked currently as if she was at peice. The priestess smiled and in a sweet yet hypnotic type voice spook.*

"Ha, I see yet another falls into my trap tonight. Well let us see what horrors we can bring upon her mind, shall we."

*She said smiling again, and leaving the crystal ball for a short moment returning with a small vial of some green substance. Unpluging the cork she took a small wooden bowl and dropped three small drops of the green liquid into the bowl. Each drop sizeling, foaming, and smoking as it dropped into the bowl, then again she reached for her small pouch at her side and taking it in hand took a pinch out and sprinkled it upon the three drops, suddenly the liquid oozed and turned purple. The preistess smiled and took a small shell. She dipped the shell into the purple smoking liquied and poured it over the one side of the crystal ball the liquid flowing freely from the shell but turning suddenly thicker as it seemed to seep into the ball. The preistess again smiled, and resumed her one hand upon the woman in the hammock she had still been controling her with her mind when she was away, but she was much more powerful when she had an actually phyical link to the person whos mind she was controling. Now she placed her other hand upon the new woman, and closed her eyes singing the song yet again. It was first soft and slow, but as she sang it began to grow louder and louder. The preistess smiled as she began to control the young girls mind. She had had blood once tonight and with the other girl was hoping that blood yet again would be awarded her, but with this new one she would have fun.*

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OOC: Ok I will God mode your character if you want me to, through the sleeping scenes just so you know, but if you'd like to put your own twiston it then go ahead and post your own scenes. Please PM me though or OOC at the end of your post if you want me to do this cause I don't want to make any of you anger at me. So like you can go either way, just let me know so I know what all I need to type.
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*Back at the apartment as Katrina was sleeping soundly in the bowl chair, as small red glowing orb began to circle around her head untill it finally seemed to rest upon her forehead and slowly melt into her, only a red glow comeing from under her skin for a few moments. The song began to play in her head as she dreamed of practice.*

*Dream scene: Katrina is on stage dancing with Joseph, everyone watching them and then the rest of the dancers take there places and dancing wildly yet perfectly on stage. The music for the musical loud, the whole cast behind her dancing yet also standing out in the audience clapping profusly (sp?). The musical music loud but growing softer as another song takes its place. Her cast dissappearing behind her and as the stage begins to grow very dark, and the red stage lights are fading in and out. She is dancing alone but the musical music gone, and only a very soft, hipnotic, and depressing song is playing. Katrina stops dancing and looks down to the cast there she begins to see the director coming nearer, his hands behind his back. "Greet job, Katrina, splended, splended." He draws nearer to the stage standing just behind Joseph who is in the audience. Just as Katrina was going to speek suddenly the music grows louder and Katrina grabs her head truing to shut out the music, looking back to the director he pulls out a sword form behind his back. Katrina notices its the same sword given from her ex boyfriend. The director hands Joseph the sword and taking it in hand makes a gaint leap from the sudience to straight onto the stage. Katrina seeing his eyes are fully black turns and begins to run. Picking up a long pair of sissors from a sewing table and turning around stabbing Joseph who is holeing the sword right in the upper shoulder. "NOOO!!!!!!!" she screams as he easily removes the sissors and again comes after her, raising the sword. She enters a hallway and there lying in the hall are strewn dead corpses, the blood making the wooden floor a dark red. The bodies are those of her friends from the cast. She stops at the end of the hall a single window her escape, no doors on either side of the hall way. Stopping a last and single body left on the ground that she has to step over in order to get to the window, she looks down. There lies the body of Joseph, his neck sliced and blood oozing from his mouth. Katrin stares down in horror as she turns around there stands before another being with the sword. It looks like a hazy mist and then turns itslf into the monsters she feared when she was a child. Stepping over the body she opened the window and crawled out, screaming at the top of her lungs, she going out the window realized that there are no footholds and before she can do anything falls from the window. The song ever louder in her head. She hits her head and all goes unconssious.: Dream Scene Ends*

*The preistess smiles as she opens her eyes and watches as the young woman tosses and turns in her sleep knowing that her spell is taking effect. The young woman screams as she falls out of the bowl chair suddenly standing up, her eyes red and her expression was nothingness. Still screaming she picked up a small knife and taking it in hand as she ran to a couch in the room, began stabbing a pillow, slightly cutting herself (like the palm of her hand) as she did so and the knife slipped. Dropping the knife and running again in horor, her blood curdiling screams loud and desturbing she dashed for the window opening it, climbed out as she fell a good three to four stories until she landed upon one of her naighbors fire escape balconys. The preitess had let her spell go just before the woman had hit her head upon the medal railing making her unconious, however Katrina had woke up from the spell only to again be welcomed into darkness. The preistess took her hand from the now fallen girl and laughed with satisfaction, as she again turned her attention to the other girl in the hammock and waiting for yet others that she could take controll of and spill their blood tonight.*

*Mrs. Trotsky came out to water her plants on the balcony the next morning but instead of seeing her beautiful garden she saw a young girl strewn threw a bunch of broken potted plants. The young girl being the now unconscious Katrina Discerning as she had such a horrid night of vivid dreams and death that now were all black. Mrs. Trotsky ran forward and didn’t touch the girl for fear of further damage. Yelling for her husband he came in swore loudly and grabbed the phone and dialed 911. The ambulance came about 10mins latter, along with a police officer to examine the scene. The ambulance picking up Katrina and putting her on a stretcher. In the house she woke up as they shined a bright light in her eyes. They all started calling everyone over. The officer leaning over.*

“You’re quite lucky Miss Discerning… you could have died if you would have hit your head the right way luckily those plants broke your fall and you weren’t seriously hurt. I assume that gash on your hand is from the fall?”

*Katrina was still in much of a daze her head was spinning, and speaking with some what slurped speech.*

“I… um… last thing I remember is eating pasta. *smiling weakly* Honestly I was dreaming… I must of slept walked out the window… but that’s never happened before in my life. So I don’t know why it would now. I’m sorry Mrs. Trotsky I’ll pay for plants and whatever else I broke.”

*She tried to get off the stretcher as the paramedics pushed her back down Mrs. Trotsky coming over and shh-ing her down and saying.*

“Oh my dear… I’m glad you’re not dead. I don’t care about a few mezly plants over you welfare dear. I just hope you can recover from this. You will be alright then... right Katrina?”

*She nodded her head. Katrina felt like she had the beating of a life time. Her head was still spinning, a large bump and gash on her forehead onto the back of her head from the hit from the poll of the fire escape. Her hand had a huge gash on the palm as well but, like her head, all had been cleaned stitched and bandaged. She quickly asked the paramedics how long it would take to heal, and they said awhile, but only a few days for the stitches to disappear. She was lucky for that. She was sure the company in Vermont would understand. The cop asked Katrina if she would be alright to go so he could have a look at the apt. She nodded and they helped her up the stars. It was a miracle she hadn’t broken every bone, or died. Walking away and up into the elevator into her studio apt with the officer. He snooped around a bit, seeing her mild surroundings. Getting some extra strength Tylenol out of a drawer in the kitchen and taking about four. The cop seeing the sword with blood on it on the floor next to the TV, and asking if she could explain that. Walking over holding ice to head, and picking up her sword, and seeing the blood and looking at her hand. She simply suggested to the officer she was sleep walking… and told him the origin of the sword… and he understood, and was thankful there were no guns that she could of “slept walked” with the other night, and to just be more careful. She concurred, and went up the spiral stare case to her bed room, and lied down on the bed praying to God, and thanking him she was alive, and almost well. A moon, and star comforter wrapped around her now. Her dance clothes now very red from dried blood. Her stomach, as she looked down was all cut up as well, and had random bandages all over it and on her back as well. It prickled as she lay down and turned her tinkerbell lap on, and grabbed a glowing alarm clock seeing that it was noon. Sitting bolt up and fumbling around she didn’t have her cell phone grabbing her line phone that was decorated in anime stickers, and calling Lou… waiting till he picked up saying in a groggy voice what happened. He gasped, and asked if she still wanted to go to Vermont. She yelled at him, about how dare he think that and she quoted a typical thespians phrase “The show must go on.” He told her that the plane left the day after tomorrow, that way she had some time to close a few of her affairs before she hit the road. Nodding and answering yes, as she hung the phone up, and running her fingers threw her now bandages, and bloody hair. Lying down and wondering how the hell all this happened. Now up in loft she was safe: there were no large windows only one and that was always locked. She looked over to the window and getting up with a groan and closing her tied died curtains. Then wrapping in her covers, and trying to sleep off the worst of her almost fatal fall, and try to forget about what happened. She began to think about what Joseph had said about reading others minds… and smiling while thinking to herself.*

“If I can’t even know what goes on in my own head how in God’s name would I be able to do anything with everyone or anybody else’s thoughts?”

*She didn’t know what the answer to that would be. She knew she had to appoint someone to finish a few things with her performance… and Lou would stay and take over for her. It was still far from making it to Broadway… still on off Broadway, and had been for almost six months now. So it was done, and all Lou needed to do what supervise, and practice the cast. Drifting into sleep again, this might not of been the best option, but she felt that it was her only one. Putting the images of Joseph, Lou, and mostly Geert her ex out of her mind; those were things she couldn’t deal with … and hoped that she would never see them in that perspective again.*

(OOC: I'm sorry that I kind of disappeared last night, had to get up early this morning. I have a little dream sequence in mind, so I'm just gonna post it. If you'd like something else just let me know )

IC: Lily awoke once again to see a man standing at the far door to the greenhouse. The man was wearing a huge black raincoat, with the hood pulled up, hiding his face. The man's body looked eerily familiar, but she just couldn't pin point it. "Umm...Hello? Do you need something? My mother's inside....she does the sellings and stuff..." Lily called out, but received no answer. She got up and walked closer to him. "Hello...who are you?" She was getting worried, but still walked closer to the man, as if in a trance. She got close to him and looked to see his face, and he pulled the hood done. It was her father. "Daddy...Is that you?" It was like her greatest fantasy come true. She always wanted to meet her father and show him all of her achievements. Her eyes filled with tears of joy. She walked closer to him and he opened up his arms as if to confirm his identity and to receive an embrace. Lily ran up to hug him and she jumped into his arms. She looked up to his face and saw his smile and tears coming from his aquamarine eyes. They stayed there for a while, hugging each other and in a odd type of bliss. She longed to ask her dad all types of questions, but he saw her apparent eagerness and pressed his finger against her lips. He put her down and reached into the raincoat and pulled out a box. He handed it to her with one hand, the other still firming pressed against her face. He moved the hand from her mouth and replaced it on her arm. She took the box and opened it. Inside there was a long bloody dagger and a lock of her mom's red hair inside. "Dad....what did you do?" she asked the question and it seemed to provoke rage in this man. His eyes turned black and his grip on her arms tightened. She managed to wiggle away and she ran past him out the front greenhouse door. She ran to the back sliding glass doors of her mother's house and she screamed when she saw that they were covered in blood. She ran around to the other end of the house and she saw her mother sitting on the front stoop, her head in her hands as if she was crying. "Oh mom...thank god you're alright. What did that man do...and is it Daddy?" She tried to ask questions, but before she could ask more, her mother's head rolled off of her neck. A shriek rang out of Lily's mouth and tears poured down her face...

Lily ran back to the greenhouse to find the man gone. She entered the greenhouse and heard the front door close behind her. She saw the man, her father, there blocking the door. She darted for the other door, throwing pots at her father who was stalking behing her. Lily stumbled and fell before she reached the other door. Before she could get up, her father was standing over her. She grabbed the nearest item, a spade, and threw it up at his face. Her father disappeared and the spade hit the greenhouse ceiling (glass window) above. It shattered and fell right on top of her.

(OOC: I just wanted to do that..let me know if it's okay)

OOC: Crimson that was great no probs at all. You did a great job with the whole dream scene, totally approved. Anyways I will post again latter I have to go do something right now but I'll be back so talk to you all latter. Bye Byes :meow:

Stepping down from the planes stairs he walked through a tunnel leading to the airport. He swung his black backpack onto his back and smiled. Walking slowly towards the customs booth he passed several people sitting in a cafe who looked at him with a surprised expression. Maybe it was becouse he was wearing a chainmaille bracer? Or perhaps the ruggid look with the long wavy deep brown/gold hair and the goatie with a skull on his T-shirt made them wonder where he was from. He gave his passport to the guard at the booth and waited. The guard looked at the passport with a funny face and looked at him.
"What?...." The guard laughed and showed him the passport pic.
"This my good man is not you..." Taking the passport he remembered he had sneezed while the pic was taken. He ruffled up his hair and put several strands infront of his face.
"This better?" The guard checked the photo again and nodded. He pocketed the passport and took his backpack from the counter. Walking over to the recieval spot he looked around for his friend. A person dressed completely in shining armour jumped and waved at him. The man was shouting.
"AROWANE WOOOOHOOOOO AROWANEEEEEE OVER HEREEEEEE!!!" He laughed out loud and ran over to him. They'd been friends over the net for a long time and recently he had gotten the money to go visit some of his friends. His nickname was Arowane on his messenger program and his friends was Elderberry.
"Sup man?..." He gave him a strong powerfull handshake that'd break bones with normal people. Elderberry smiled and gave him a tight hug.
"I've been waiting here for almost thirty minutes. I got shit from some cops for wearing this." He bonked his armour with a fist and smiled. Loughing out loud he replied and patted Elderberrys shoulders.
"I know man. Those pricks made me put my swords and other shit in some large pack to have them put in the bottom of the plane. I swear if anything is broken I WILL use my sword to have the mans head on a silver platter. I need to go get my bags by the way wanna come along for the ride?" Elderberry smiled and laughed loudly.
"Sure man. I'll come along." They walked calmly passed some guards who eyed them suspiciously and enetered the luggage retrievel area. He looked at some signs saying where the luggage from his flight was as Elderberry got hassled by the cops once more.
"It's Ile (sp?) three." They walked over to the thing that said three after the cop left and waited for his bags to arrive.
"How did you pack your stuff anyway?" He smiled and spoke with a deep creepy voice.
"You will find out soon my friend...." Elderberry laughed out loud. After about five minutes the rubber band started moving. Bags of all sorts and sizes started to pour out on the moving black road. Several large black carboard boxes with red letters on them were very noticable amongst the heap of luggage. Elderberry laughed and spoke as he read the letters.
"TNT? What the hell did you write TNT on those boxes for? Did you want them to think you're a terrorist or something?" Laughing out loud he started to put the boxes onto a trailer along with Elderberry.
"Maybe my man. maybe..." Elderberry screamed out loud as he was put ontop of the luggage and the trailer started moving faster and faster. "Where are you parked?" Elderberry laughed like a five year old kid as the trialer was rolled through the sliding doors onto the outside parking at the end of the hall.
"I'm parked in the cheese area." Driving the cart he broke into a run and passed line upon line of cars as he ran faster and faster. Soon he reached a sign that had a yellow slice of cheese on it. "It's the red car at the back." Screaming as he sat on the boxes the cart increased in speed once more. They reached a bright red humvee and Elderberry popped the trunk with his remote. Soon they were driving towards Elderberrys home and He snoozed on the backseat.

ooc-- sorry I just started posting.... it's been a busy few days what with applying for my first paying job hehe :cofpap: hope this post is ok sweetangel

ic-- Alexis Draka, a 25 year old stunning beauty, yawned as she went through some paperwork for work. She was the local doctor, and most days she was very busy, since she was the only general physician in the area, who also was qualified in practicing medicine for children. So far that day, Alexis had seen a kid with measles, an adult with an apparent case of skin cancer, and a toddler with a small fever. The first-time parents were so nervous and worried about the well-being of their child that they brought their 3-year-old girl in when she had only about a 101 for her temperature. Alexis smiled, like she constantly did, and told the parents to give the child lots of fluids and cold baths, and not to give her too much Tylenol, for it could damage her liver. Alexis's last patient was an adult with bronchitis, and she had dealt with that easily enough, quickly prescribing the newest antibiotic that had been produced for this illness when she was certain that nothing else could be done for the patient. Reading the medical journals, Alexis had found that many of the antibiotics that had been working for such diseases as bronchitis were not very effective anymore, due to the evolution of the bacteria... they had now developed an immunity to these antibiotics. She now resolved within herself to give out antibiotics only as a last resort, when a patient really needed them, to prevent the rapid evolution of these bacteria. With a normal doctor's practice, this resolution wouldn't make much difference, but since Alexis served such a wide area of people, this decision, she was sure, would improve their lives and ensure that they would be able to rid themselves of a certain type of disease with a single brand of antibiotic easily.
Alexis was indeed a hardworking person who loved helping people and was satisfied when she saw the happy face of a child who feels better or an adult who knows that their health will improve. She hardly even noticed the Jaguar she drove, or the $1 million house she stayed in. These were only material things... but Alexis thrived on the happy smile of the people she saw everyday in her office.
However, she longed to see her own happy face nowadays... outside of work, or even in-between patients when her receptionist called, "Dr. Draka?", Alexis started to feel woozy, and felt a melody playing in her head. I must be going crazy, she thought every time she reflected upon what was happening to her. She was very ready to check in to a mental hospital when she realized that she was hearing words to the song:

Come, Come, Come to the Labyranith,
Come, Come, Come and get lost.

Come, Come, Come to the Labyranith,
Come and get lost in my chambers of night.
She could tell that there were more words to the song, but Alexis always managed to drown them out with her screaming while she tried to force the haunting melody out of her head. Often, Alexis succeeded in getting the melody out of her head when she was on the edge of exhaustion. When she fell on her bed, Alexis thought to herself, What the heck is going on?

She thought about it as she ruffled through the papers of patients who would shortly come in, putting on a cheerful exterior but really distressed about her own condition.

OOC: OK… this is like the only forum I’m even interested in at the moment… so I like HAVE to post in it. Please don’t get mad at me “sab’s” ok? That’s … ME!

IC: *The sound of “You’re never fully dressed without a smile” from Annie came booming loudly from a stereo/alarm clock in the corner of the room. Katrina not even getting up but grabbing a nerf-football and throwing it at the large button that said “Power on/on” (there were lots of other random soft and easily throwable things around the boom box insinuating that she did this often.) Slowly scratching her head as a stuffed penguin fell off her lap and she stretched, and then clutched herself because she forgot about all her bumps, bruises, scrapes, and stitches. Then simply getting up and shacking her head next to the stairs there was a fireman’s poll threw the floor she looked down the hole then thought better of it and hobbled down the stairs. Semi staggering to the kitchen getting some more Tylenol out of the drawer, and downing it with some more Pepsi; then taking a small blue tea pot and warming some water on the stove for a good cup of tea. She looked up on the wall, a remake of that famous “melting clocks” painting, to look at the large one in the middle where it actually stated the time; it saying the times from other countries and major cities on the smaller clocks in the picture. She scratched her head and didn’t realize she slept for almost 15 hours if not more. She vaguely remembered passing out before noon the day before, and it was now around 9am the next day. Opening the frig to find that she really only had random pasta leftovers, some Chinese containers that were mostly empty, Pepsi, and a few other oddities when it came to food. Finding a small bottle of watermelon pucker and pouring it into a glass with a small can of Mountain Dew; turning it a slime greenish color. Sitting down in her bowl couch holding her drink, and eating some left over chicken Lo Mien from the frig with a pair of chop sticks. Flipping the TV on and seeing what was going on in her world of NYC. Seeing a few more random murders, kidnappings, and stolen cars… nothing out of the ordinary… just a typical day in NYC. Katrina decided that it might be a good idea to call Lou and see if she could residual the tickets for an extra few days… at that moment the phone rang. Leaning behind her to a small end table covered in a red scarf and answering a phone similar to the one in her loft room; it was Jo. She answered nicely, thanks to the miracle workings of caller ID, “Yo JO… what do ya know?” He calmly said nothing… as usual and cursed at the person who invented caller ID. He then began to say why he had called her.*

“Katrina I heard about your good fortune, and I wondered if I could… possibly… I don’t know how to say this… but maybe if you don’t mind… you just … there is a small chance of… you might… only if you want, mind you…”

*Katrina just shook her head and stretched her body over the edge of the couch and groaning as she did so… then rolling her eyes, smacking her head and finishing his statement… or what of the statement there was to finish.*

“Yes Joseph you may take over as co-producer when I’m gone. GEEZE is it that hard to say it? … I mean come on! I also don’t take kindly to morning calls… just so ya know. Eh’ I’m only picking so are you still dragging your lazy ass into practice so I can show you want needs done while I’m away?”

*He enthusiastically said yes… and sounded like he couldn’t wait for an almost 8 hour practice to begin. She then just said how wonderful that was; though slightly sarcastically to him. Then said simply she wanted some quiet time, and to see him at practice, then she hung up, rolling back onto the couch and flipping a few random channels, and getting Disney on, and watching some random movie. She then got her lazy ass up and went to the small boxed in corner of her apt, and slowly took off all her clothes that had dry blood on them, and some of her bandages. Seeing that she was quit cut up and such, recommending to herself that she might want to wear some more clothing at practice, because she didn’t want everyone asking about her accident. Grabbing some soap to fill it with then thinking better of it, and leaving the water clear and steamy. Pulling her hair up with a chopstick, and slowly getting into the hot water. She just loved her hot baths, and simply melted in the water… and then slowly taking a nap as she lie down, and let the hot water clean her wounds.*

Rogue woke up as Elderberrys car pulled up in his driveway. He opened his eyes and stretched. The man in shiney armour named Elderberry spoke and patted his back.
"Welcome to Vermont my friend." Rogue now opened his eyes fully and smiled.
"Thanks for the ride Julian."
"No prob Rogue." Rogue raised and eyebrow at him.
"I thought it was Arowane?" They had been using their internet names so far and JUlian was Elderberrys real name. Rogue'd been with Julian many a time but he had recently moved and had invited Rogue to come over. Julian smiled and got out of the car starting to unload his stuff.
"Damn this stuff is heavy man." He sweared and cursed as he slid the huge cases from the trunk of the car.
"I asked you to bring some cool stuff not your entire armoury." Rogue burst out in laughter as Julian was crushed under the TNT case.
"Here lemme help you dude." He got out of the car and put his hands under the case. Heaving with all his might the case lifted from his chest and Julian got out from under it.
"What the hell is IN that thing?" Rogue smiled and simply dragged the case into Julians house. Julian helped with the other cases whom were heavier than the TNT case and pu them all in the livingroom. Julian was sweating and took off his armour. Within two minutes he was wearing simple baggy pants and a black shirt. Rogue patted him on the back and headed for the door.
"Time for a drink my friend before I unpack." Julian ran over to the door and slammed it shut with a smile.
"You're not going anywhere until you open that case. You know you can't keep secrets from me long." Rogue Smiled and took his crowbar from the backpack.
"You wanna see whats in the cases? Go ahead open em and find out. Forget the drink I'm taking a nap." He threw the crowbar at Julian who cought it and fell on the couch closing his eyes immediatly. He smiled at the OOHs and AAHs from Julian as he opened the cases and dozed off.

(OOC: I'd better catch up...)

IC: Lily awoke to find herself in surrounded by huge shards of glass. She tried to get up, but pain shot throughout her legs. Lily arched her head around and saw that her legs were practically pierced by pieces of glass. Her mother's face caught her eyes. "Mom!!" she tried to scream, but it barely came above her normal whispering tone. Pain now rushed through her chest and she saw that glass was stabbing her chest and most likely her lungs. Her mother's face lit up and she ran over to her. "Lily, don't move or talk or anything....the paramedics are on their way. Oh, Lily, it's going to be all right." Her mother's soothing tone seemed to ease the pain. Lily tried to stay awake, but she just couldn't. She drifted off into a deep, coma-like sleep.

Lily woke up once more. This time she was in a hospital bed and no more glass. Her mother was asleep by her side and the doctors were outside her room. She could tell this because she heard them talking. "I've never seen anyone get stabbed so many times and lose so little blood...It's very odd indeed....And the window was longer that her body, but the glass only hit her chest and legs..." Lily felt a bit uneasy due to her dream. First that dream....that dream....and I must've sleepwalked or something...and sleep thrown the spade...I don't get it...and why didn't I die...and I didn't hit my head, but it hurts so much... Her thoughts drifted on as she drifted off into a slumber once again.

(OOC: Sweet angel, whenever u get back, can you do my dream?)

ic-- Alexis finished a long day at the office, after having seen five more patients, all with happy endings to their medical experiences. She had written only one prescription after she had stopped to think about her own condition. She carefully left the office, leaving some final tasks with her receptionists, and got into her new Jaguar. She smiled as she drove, relaxing from her long day by applying a little bit more gas. She carefully felt her worries going away, but she then felt a little song in her head...

Come, Come, Come to the Labyranith,
Come, Come, Come and get lost.

Come, Come, Come to the Labyranith,
Come and get lost in my chambers of night.

It was so intoxicating that Alexis was overcome by the beautiful melody and engulfed by sleep. She let go of the steering wheel and slouched, therefore pushing the gas pedal to the floor. Alexis's spirit was trapped in her mind, screaming for her body to wake up. But it wouldn't. She could see her car skid off the road, and fall into a ditch. Alexis screamed inside her mind for any part of her to wake up and show any vital signs. She slowly lost contact with her body, with the outside world. She screamed for someone to help her get out, but nobody was there. The last thing she heard was police sirens, and Alexis's spirit lost contact with her body. She was determined to get back, however, as she hovered over her body, waiting for the first chance to re-enter it.

ooc- sweetangel, feel free to god mod the rest of my accident if I don't post again in a day or so.

OOC : I wanna do my own dream i came up with one when I was typing something in my book so srry sweetangel i wanna do this one.


IC : Rogue walked around in his dream. He always knew when he was dreaming becouse he didn't have his sword on him. For some reason this dream seemed more real than when he usuall slept. He walked around Julians house and turned on the stereo. A slow faint song played. It seemed familliar to him. Not being able to hear it very well he started to twist the volume knob slowly making it louder.

Come, Come, Come to the Labyranith,
Come, Come, Come and get lost

His eyes widened as Julian walked in with Rogues sword through his chest. Julian didn't seem to notice. Rogue gasped for air and julian just sat down in the chair making blood seep from the wound. Julian smiled at him and suddenly sprouted white wings from nowhere. He got up and walked to Rogue speaking with a soothing voice.
"Check it out man. I knew you made cool swords but magickal ones?" Rogue touched the swords handle and grabbed it. Julian didn't flinch in pain so he drew it slowly from the mans stomach. blood gushed out for a second and the wound closed before his eyes.
"See? It's magickal man. If you stab yourself with it you get wings!" Rogue checked out the blade. It was certainly his becouse it has his mark on it. Wings... he had always wanted wings. He pointed the jagged tip of the sword at his stomach and readied himself. Taking a deep breath he yanked at the sword and it whent through him like a knife through butter. Pain seered through him as his eyes opened at a scream.
"ARE YOU MAD?" Julian sat infront of him on his knees sobbing. Blood was drenched everywhere as he sat there with his sword through his stomach pinned to the seat. He gagged and some blood spouted from his mouth onto julian. He passed out pinned to the seat. The sword had exited on the other end of the leather seat and was locked in place becouse of all the jagged ends on it.

(OOC: Me thinks sweetangel's been abducted by aliens!! lol...so I'll just post my own dream..)

IC: Lily woke up in her hospital bed and smiled. Morphine is great! Lily looked around for her mom, but she was no where to be found. Lily just shrugged it off that she went to get a snack or something. Lily looked and saw that a TV remote was on her lap. Maybe I'm in the news... She clicked on the TV and turned on the news. The female anchor was talking about mad-cow disease coming back when all of a sudden her eyes turned black. She started singing a little song,
"Come, Come, Come to the Labyrinth,
Come, Come, Come and get lost.

Come, Come, Come to the Labyrinth,
Come and get lost in my chambers of night.

In the Darkness of the night-"

Lily changed the channel, but now a soap opera character was singing,

"by the Weeping Willows Cry.

In the darkness of the Night,
when the owls eyes roam in fright-"

Lily changed it again, but the song just kept on going,

"Come, Come, Come to the Labyrinth,
Come meet the creature of old-"

She hit the power button on the remote, but the TV wouldn't turn off. "Stop!! Stop it!!" Lily screamed and hit the nurse alert button repeatedly and a nurse walked in. She smiled and her eyes turned black and menacing,
"Come, Come, Come to the Labyrinth
So that blood may be spilled tonight!"

The nurse walked close up to Lily and pulled out a seringe that was as thick around as a pencil and she jabbed it into Lily's neck. Lily screamed on the top of her lungs and pushed the nurse away. She ripped out the seringe and threw it at the nurse. Lily tried to get out of the bed, but her legs hurt too much so she just tumbled off the bed. Lily started crawling beneath the nurse and she escaped through the door. Lily was crawling (army style) as fast as she could to get away, but when she turned a corner the evil nurse was there, this time with a needle the size of a baton. Lily's eyes got large as the nurse lifted her up by the neck and jabbed the needle through her hand. Lily couldn't breathe and was going into shock as the nurse threw her into an elevator. The elevator started going up at insane speeds and then it just dropped. Lily eyes got wide and she just stopped breathing...the floor meter said 666 as she went into a coma.

OOC: This seems the post of dreams… and since well I like doing things like this (hence the involvement with the sandman) I’ll play one up too… WHOOP

IC:*Katrina lay there in the tub, as she slowly drifted off into sleep. The steam rose in the room, as the mirrors became white with fog, and there was a light haze in the room.
Katrina’s mind began to slip from reality and whatever was causing her to have these horrific nightmares, and her tragic fall… was gripping her spirit once more. In her mind… she awoke in the tub to find it red with blood… she stretched as if nothing were wrong; getting up and out of the tub blood dripping off her like Carrie. She looked down and then all to suddenly noticed her body drenched in blood as a small puddle formed around her. Looking up in the doorway there was a man in a black trench coat and indi style hat holding her sword over his shoulder… it was Geert. She ran forward and flung her arms about him, though this would not comfort her. He grabbed her by the throat as she took her hand and broke the mirror, taking a random shard and trying to stab him with it but to no avail. He took the shard and threw it, taking the sword once more, as he spoke softly to her drawing her body close to his under his trench, raveling that he wasn’t wearing anything except the hat, coat and a large pendent around his neck that looked like a labyrinth. Pushing her down onto the floor she got on her knees and started begging and crying for him to tell her what was wrong. He started down at her with cold un feeling eyes, taking her by the chin and holding her face, as he leaned down and kissed her roughly, as she tried to pull away, still sobbing, he was to strong. Wrapping his massive arms around her small, now blood drenched body. He put her down on the floor holding her there with his hand, placing himself on top of her. She cried, and begged, she didn’t know what the hell was going on… this wasn’t her Geert… she knew that by his eyes… it was a demon of some kind … meaning she could kill him and not care what happened. Though no matter what plan she might have had he was much stronger and he held her arms above her head with one hand, as he began to lick the blood off of her body. Turning her head from side to side in disgust, as took his other hand forcefully put his hand up inside her, as she begged him to stop, screaming for someone to come and rescue her. He was rough and cruel… then he kissed her on the lips his mouth tasting of blood. Picking her up and throwing her into the tub of blood again; Katrina couldn’t stop screaming… it was just one constant sound almost. Getting into the tub, his trench still on and his hat, even though he was naked; as she started to spit the blood that she had gotten in her mouth from him throwing her. He took her head and started dunking her into the water… as he held her down… she grabbed his erected shaft and twisted violently making him stop at that second she felt a knock to her head and then all was dark for a bit…*

*She woke up to her lying on the couch in a large towel… looking around no blood… no Geert, but the sound of boiling water, and Jo’s voice? She was startled by his presence then touched her head and groaned, he whipped around and ran over.*

“Thank GOD you ok Kat. Man… I thought you were going out of your damn mind back there.” *Katrina kindly asked what happened… and he began to regal what happened.* Well first off you didn’t come to practice, so we canceled and I figured something happened, so Lou gave me a “note” for your floor director of the building to let me in… on account that we were concerned. He agreed and said that he would be up if he heard anything out of the usual. So I get up here and I hear you screaming and the sound of water splashing. So I ran into the bathroom as you seemed to be arching your back and thrashing more… Hun you were basically drowning yourself slowly… the water was a bit red from you moving your body, and your wounds opening. So I decided to get into the tub to try and calm you down… and what do you do? You grabbed my nuts and twisted so hard I thought I was going to die! I forgive you… they’re all good now… thanks to ice. So I accidentally hit you, and you passed out, I wrapped you in a towel fixed your wounds, and here you are… so I decided to make you some tea. I hope you’re not mad… I was very concerned. I’ve never seen anyone in my life have such a horrible nightmare. Are you sure you want to go to Vermont?”

*She bolted out of the couch, smacking “up side the head” and then falling back down with pain. She just sort of grunted a few swear words under her breath, and commented on how she had to get on that damn plane tomorrow, around 5ish am.*

“Listen… Jo… I better pack and so forth… so thanks for everything… you’re more then welcome to stay a bit if you would like.”

*Jo was so happy about her asking him to stay that he started to make some dinner for the two of them. She didn’t have allot of verity so he dashed out to the store to get some supplies. Taking this opportunity she found her hamper in the bathroom and pulled on some PJ’s, and because she was so shaken and injured this took her the same time as him running to the store and back… when he got back in she hobbled to the counter stools, and watched him cook up a storm… of Lasagna… one of Katrina’s favorites. As the talked, and he began to calm her down… and she thought* “Why is this happening to me… what makes me so damn special that I keep having these horrible dreams.” *Placing her head on the counter and waiting for the food… she just wasn’t sure if she wanted to sleep for awhile… because of what has happened… or if she would ever really want to sleep again.*

Rogue woke up for a second at the sound of sirens. Julian sat infront of him on a stool with a fireman trying to comfort him.
"I don't know what came over him...Oh god the blood... I showed him the sword and I thought he was sleeping and then...oh god..." The man patted Julians back the made him stand up.
"C'mon lad you don't want to see or hear this." The fireman walked Julian off and Rogue stretched out an arm for him. Julian sobbed as the blowtorch was lit behind Rogues back. He fainted feeling an ice cold shard go through his back and then the smell of burning flesh. He passed out again only to wake up in the hospital wit Julian at the bed.
"Hi Jules. Whassup?" Julian sobbed a little and Rogue noticed he was holding a small parcel. Julian spoke with a trembling voice.
"Dude your lucky to be alive. Swear to god you were screaming some sort of song when the firemen took you to the hospital. You didn't make a sound when they put the blowtorch to the sword." Rogues eyes widened as he said blowtorch. He waved his arms at Julian and groaned. His chest was heavily bandaged.
"Whoa hold everything. BLOWTORCH? What the hell did they need a damn blowtorch for?" Julian let his head hang and put the parcel on the bed. It clanged like metal when he put it down. Something metal was wrapped in brown paper inside of it. A rush of memorys came to Rogue in a split second. He remembered the cold feeling on his back and the hiss of burning flesh.
He quickly unwrapped the parcel and saw his sword cut in three pieces. Julian spoke with a sad voice.
"They couldn't pull it out. The edges were too jagged and they couldn't get it out with ous damaging your organs so they cut it." A tear rolled down Rogues face as he pieced his sword together.
"I worked over a year in this." The tear fell onto the blanket as he shouted out into nothing. "A WHOLE YEAR YOUR IDIOTS! YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT THIS COST ME?" He sobbed and clutched his sword. Julian patted him on the back. He and Rogue were alike in so many ways. Rogue had no one in his life to care for. His closest friends were the swords he made. He even named them. Julian was the only true friend he ever had in his life. His broken sword was like a friend that died. Julian patted his back as a nurse walked in and started speaking to him.
"You're the second near lethal case I've handled today." Rogue passed out as she drugged him with a needle in his arm.

(OOC: sweetangel had me relay this message:

sorry I haven't been on in so long, but my life has been extremely busy lately. Its to the point where I have to find the time to just eat and sleep. Anyways you might find this funny, but I am currently also having writers block, like Insanity wise. I can't think of anything to really type, so don't worry about it if you can't either. I am writing this cause I found a few minutes to check my e-mail. I will try to find the time here in a day or so to actually post something, but until then I am really and truly sorry. I feel like I am letting everyone down. So anyways like I said I am really going to see if I can find the time until then.

So she hasn't been upducted by aliens :rolleyes: not that anyone would suggest that.)

OOC: Hehe no I haven't been abducted by Alien thank god, though it might help my writters block or make for an interesting story, but on that note I would like to thank everyone for everything you been doing. The dream scenes are awesome I couldn't have even come close to the ones you guys thought up. So anyways here is my long awaited post. I am going to try to stay as up to date as possible, so until my next post latter.

IC: The priestess stood over her cystal ball that was now currently split into 4 scenes. Each had a different person in it. Only one was right now currently asleep. She had already found the boy, and the two girls, all which were slowly seeming to give over their minds to here powers and the constant song that she sang. Know she only needed to bring on more girl to bloodlust and then soon she would truly call them to her, killing them in her web of mazes and stealing their powers for her own uses. This one girl was currently now unconius and of the side of the road a perfect place for the preistess to take over her mind for a while. She smiled an evil smile as she poured some of the dust from her small pouch and sprinkled it over the girl and as she again began to sing, the haunting like tune playing in the background behind her.*

*Smiling as she placed her fingers upon the young womans head she closed her eyes and began to think and conjure as she sang, placing the following dream inside the womans mind, so that it seemed almost to real to be a dream.*

*The young woman floated over her body, unable to return, yet she was not dead, landing outside the car just out of the door she tried to open it, yet it would not budge. Unsure what to do as she cried and screamed at the door to open, yelling in almost ear peircing NO's into the dark and dank nights air. She finally gave up and decided to see if she could flag down a car. Walking back up to the road, sobbing as she went she finally came to the blacktop and walked to the middle of the road to see if sh ecould flag down a coming car. The two headlights were bright and seemed to almost blind her as the approched growing ever nearer until they came to a haly only a few feet in front of her. They looked like an old red truck that had taken a good beating over the years. The woman waved her arms in the air as she yelled, "Please, please help me, there is a woman down off the side of the road and she needs help." The drivers door creaked and sqeaked open showing even more how very old the truck was and two feet appeared below the door. The person stepped out of the car and the woman approached the stranger a little bit so that she was out of the way of the rays of the truck. Before her stood a person in a long black trench coat their face in the darkness so that she could not make out any of their features.*

*"Ummmm, hello?" The woman said in a small and frightened voice. "Please, please can you help me? I mean the woman of the side of the road." The strager just stood there not saying a word and erry silence swept over the night and a huge wind blew threw for a moment. Yet on the breazze came the words slow, soft and errily.

"Come, Come, Come to the Labyrinth,
Come, Come, Come and get lost.

Come, Come, Come to the Labyrinth,
Come and get lost in my chambers of night."

*The song and the two verses kept repeating themselves as they played through, the woman stood there a cold rush coming over her, as the stranger whos face she still could not see became to slowly step closer to her. Afraid she bagan to back up and then began to run the other way, on the other side of the road, away from where the car was. The strangers footsteps seemed to be stepping slowly as before only the figure was right behind her. Running to the point where she reached a deep end, coming to the top of a small cliff she didn't know what to do, when suddenly as if the moon had suddenly decided to show the stranger where she stood the rays stood right upon her (think spotlight), the stranger know only about two feet from her, laughed evilly in the darkness, and then suddenly grabbed her arm, when some silver shone for a split second in the strangers other hand. Finally the stragners face was revealed, the knife high above her head and the woman in almost shock at seeing herself, her body being the one that was holding onto her, as she saw herself smile evily and thrust the knife into her left shoulder and then letting her go as she fell down the cliff. Drakness coming upon her as she landed on the rocky cliff a few trees surrounding her. All she could see was herself laughing as she fell and holding the blood soaked knife high in her hands as blood dripped off the point and ontop the ground.*

*The preistess smiled, as she finished with the woman and opened her eyes only to discover that there she truly was on the side of a cliff bleeding, bruised and unconiuos. "Soon," she said, "Soon they shall be called to me and I will have both there blood and there powers." And she laughed evily as she took her hands off the cystal and walked over to the window, and looked out upon her kingdom, the sky dark and many walls were below making parts of the land look as though old battle grounds with a Labyranith placed amongst them and yet there was so much more. Looking up to the cold hard moon only a few nights away from being a full moon the preistess smiled an evil grin as her voice was calm and errily serrin. "Soon the night of the blood red moon will come, and then I shall call them. Their powers shall be mine, there blood I will drink and there bodies will become my slaves." Her eyes narrowed as she looked out into the darkness, waiting for the next night to come. It would only be three more days until the night of the blood red more and she had much to prepare for until then.*

OOC: There you go guys, Athena the woman is you by the way. I'll post again for the rest of you later. Until then keep up the awesome posting and I'll see you all later. Again I am sorry for me being away so long, I hope you can all forgive me. Latter and Love :meow:

ooc-- Let me just say that that was a kickass post, sweetangel. Hope you get some time off from your busy schedule---- Work hard, but party harder...... that's what I always say. :devilflip:

ic--Alexis awoke suddenly, back in her body, but her out-of-body experience was not what made her nervous. She touched her entire car to make sure it was real. . . if that dream she had had was fake, then her whole reality might be a sham. Her nightmare was so real it scared her. . . Alexis had always had a bit of a fear of heights, and falling down the cliff almost gave her a literal heart attack. Alexis groaned, feeling a little groggy, but pretty good for someone who just got into a major car accident. She carefully tested her legs to make sure they weren't sprained or broken, but somehow they were just experiencing the feeling known as "pins and needles" for some odd reason, but Alexis wasn't about to question a bit of good fortune. She had thought that both her legs would be broken in that crash. . . Alexis loved Science and thought that it had solved a variety of man's problems, but she wasn't about to be skeptical towards some old-fashioned good luck. Alexis was sure that something was watching her tonight. How could one explain that dream that seemed so real it seemed like reality? And Alexis's suspicions were, in her eyes, confirmed when she heard in her ears, reverberating throughout the walls of her mind, in a very soothing tone:

Come, Come, Come to the Labyranith,
Come, Come, Come and get lost.

Come, Come, Come to the Labyranith,
Come and get lost in my chambers of night.

It was the same song that Alexis had been hearing lately, and now it took on new importance in her consciousness. Alexis now knew that something wasn't wrong with her, but that someone was watching her, and watching her with diabolical intentions. This time, she let the song continue until it would finish.

In the darkness of the night,
By the Weeping Willows cry.

In the darkness of the night,
When the owls eyes roam in fright.

Come, Come, Come to the Labyranith,
Come meet the creature of old.

Come, Come, Come to the Labyranith,
So that blood made be spilled tonight.

Alexis swallowed down, feeling as if someone were staring at her every move. She carefully got out of the car and made a quick diagnosis of her own condition. Well, her legs were now okay, but her right arm was very sore when she tried to move it. . it was probably sprained. She had a little cut on her forehead and bump on the middle of her head from suddenly running off the road and slamming her head into the steering wheel. Thank God I wore a seatbelt, Alexis thought, or I might not be standing here. She sighed, figuring that she would be forced to wear a sling on her right arm and be in bed tonight with an ice pack on her head. Not bad for running off the road. But Alexis was worried about one aspect of her accident. . her Jaguar. She didn't want to leave it alone. It was her first car, and she wanted to restore it-- Jaguars don't come cheap. She scanned the highway for a police car, and...... what luck! one was driving at the rear of traffic. She flagged it down with her left arm, and the police car pulled over and was astonished by Alexis's accident and her resulting condition... to him, it was a freaking miracle. Alexis thanked him when he said he would arrange for her to be brought to the nearest hospital, and her car would be towed to the body shop where it would be repaired for a mere $50,000, which Alexis easily had. She left the scene of her accident with a happy smile, but she never forgot that something or someone was watching her, perhaps with evil in mind.

*Jo finally took his leave, hugged Katrina and left. She looked around the apartment and decided to finish… or start packing; which ever the case may be. In her loft she got out her large blue duffle, packing her clothes, scripts, dance shoes, and anything else she might need on the road. As she looked for other random sentiments to remind her of her family and such opening a bottom drawer to find one of her childhood books “Alice in wonderland.” Picking the book up and flipping to her favorite poem “Jabberwocky”. Sitting on the bed, and smiling as she read the first passage.

“Twas brillig and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe.
All mimsy were the borogoves, and the mome raths out grabe.”

*Katrina read on… about the Jubjub bird, and the frumious Bandersnach. Going threw a few other parts of Alice’s big adventure threw wonderland. Katrina shut the book and lied there on the bed for some time staring into nothingness. As she wondered where her next big adventure would be.*

*After about 3 hours of packing, staring off into space, and more packing she picked the phone up called Lou, and asked him if he could drop the tickets off… since she left in about 8 hours. Lou said he would be right over… 20mins latter she heard an oh to familiar laugh as Lou walked in and gave her a huge hug. He was almost like a father to her; taking her under his wing and helping her become all that she was today. He looked threw her luggage, and made sure it was acceptable, not too much, or not too little. Nodding his head, and winking his left eye at her; the hint of a smile always in the corner of the left side of his mouth. As they sat and talked about things that have happened, and things that Katrina should expect on this traveling show in Vermont. Lou decided to take Katrina to the airport himself. Taking her bags, and getting into his small car in the parking garage and driving to the busy terminal. As she got into the airport she decided to not take Lou with her threw the airport, because of the heightened security. She made her way threw as they checked everything about her. She gave the sweet sturdiest her ticket, and got onto the plane and sat near the window. Katrina looked out the window, and pulled out the Alice in wonderland book again, and decided to read some more. As she began to read… she couldn’t wait to step off the plane and into the next phase of her life.*

OOC: Ok everyone great news for me bad news for you guys. Due to the fact that I just got excepted to college and everything looks as I leave for college the 21st- 28th of August and I know Aurrora leaves like August 14th, I am going to in my next post call all of you to me. The bad news is since I know will be losing Aurrora, and since I'm not sure if I'll be able to do the forums at college or at least not the first two weeks. I am not sure how much longer or farther this story will be able to run. So my next post I will call all of you guys to me ok? Until then.

IC:* The preistess watched the moon light fade as the sun arose on another day. Walking up a pair of curved stone castle stairs, she pulled along her long flowing black and purple cloak, I very sexy and revealing red and purple dress was underneath. Coming to the top of the stairs she blew out the small candles that had lit the coridor that past night. Until she reached a wooden door. Blowing out the last candle, she turned the knob and opened the door.*

*Inside laid a bed and several candles on twisted candlabras. Her curtains where pulled back to see the ever lightening sky, and a roaring fireplace stood on the oppisite side of the room from her bed. On another small side of the room stood a arch and beyond the arch all was pitch black. Here laid several vails and potions on a table and yet another door, which lead to another room, full of the dead bodys of her victims. Each in their own bottles. There powers collected in seperate vails and placed on an other wall of selves and cupboards.*

*Walking over to the open curtains the preistess closed them and walked over to her bed, the dim light of the fireplace just barely illuminating her figure and features, as she took off her cloak and laid down. "Ahhhh," she sighed, "another night finished, and just think soon I will have another five bodies and powers to add to my collention, just think." She said as she smiled, when suddenly something ponched onto the bed. "Ahhh revenclaw, come my sweet." She said to a beautiful black and blue haired cat that had just jumped up on the bed. Ravenclaw walked over to the priestess and laid down beside her, as the priestess began to stroke the cat with her long curved fingernails. The cat soon began to pure and soon the preistess fell asleep, preparing herself for the next night.

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*Katlin awoke the next morning soaking in blood, and cut almost everywhere. She was very faint and the only thing she could remember last night was that she had a nightmare, other than that she couldn't remember anything, crawling over to her night stand she did the only thing she could do. Picking up the telephone off the receiver she dailed 911, she was still losing alot of blood and the more she moved the more blood she saw she was losing. Speaking into the phone as the operator came on she gave her address and told the operator what was wrong as she could feel herself slipping in and out of conousness again. She tried to stay on the line, but found herself after only a few minutes dropping the phone to the ground while she was still on with the 911 operator and passing out again. Within 10 minutes officers and paramedics arrived, breaking the front door down with an ax and moving quickly through the house to get to the young girl. On officer picked up the droped receiver and finished the conversation with the operator, while paramedics were picking up Katlin's limp and blood soacked body and placed it on a back board as they began placing IV's in her arm, along with pain reducers and began to temporary bandage the cuts on Katlins arms, legs, and chest. Officers took over the scene as the paramedics placed Katlin in the ambulance outside and rushed to the hospital. Katlin had lost almost to much blood and would at this point need not just IV's and liquids, but a blood tranfusion to stay alive, and that they could only get at the hospital.*

*Several hours latter, Katlin awoke to a nurse and doctor standing over her. She knew both of them instantly as she had worked with them everyday for the past few years. "Doctor Kershner, Nurse Eavalin....." she said in a hushed whisper, as she tried to speak, but both of them hushed her, both wearing happy yet vauge and concerned smiles. "Don't try to talk Katlin, your brush with death was to close a call. Just try and relax right now." Said the Doctor, who was and older man, gray and white hair at the temples, and looked sweet and kindly. "Were here for you dear, just lay back and be quiet, everyones here. We were all so very worried about you. The whole hospital was up in arms when we heard about you and you showed up in the ER." Said the nurse who also looked sweet and kind, yet was a little younger then the doctor and had short brown curly hair, and was also a little plump. However Katlin did not feel like laying back and relaxing, she was scared and in alot of pain. She felt her head spin and twist and she felt as if she was almost anxious for something to happen. But no sooner then she was about to open her mouth, the doctor pulled out a neddle and gave Katlin a shot that made her woozy and sleepy. And soon yet again Katlin was asleep. *

OOC: Sorry I haven't kept up much with my human character I almost forgot about her so there you go guys. Enjoy! :devilflip:

Rogue looked around and saw his sawed up blade in it's leather sheathe.
"This sucks..." He hit his pillow and hissed at the pain that seered through his stomach. He lay back on the pillow wondering where Julian had gone to.
Suddenly he heard the song again and all became woozy again.

Come, Come, Come to the Labyranith,
Come, Come, Come and get lost.

Come, Come, Come to the Labyranith,
Come and get lost in my chambers of night.

He shook his head trying to get rid of the song and got up in bed. It kept going through his mind.

In the darkness of the night,
By the Weeping Willows cry.

In the darkness of the night,
When the owls eyes roam in fright.

"this is fucked up..." He concentrated on the song and saw a quick flash of lightning over a maze filled landscape. The song continued playing as he got out of bed slowly and grabbed the sheath of his sword as if to ward of danger.

Come, Come, Come to the Labyranith,
Come meet the creature of old.

Come, Come, Come to the Labyranith,
So that blood made be spilled tonight.

He shook his head one final time and the song vanished as it started to repeat itself.
"That does it... I'm leaving this sick place. I hate hospitals anyway." He opened the closet next to his bed and started to dress himself in his punctured black T-shirt and his pants. The dried blood on them didn't show much becouse all his clothes were black. He walked outside concentrating on the pain in his chest and it started to fade as his adrenaline kicked in. Right outside the door he found Julian sitting on a chair. Julian raised his head from his hands and looked at him.
"HEY YOU're supposed to be in... bed? " Julians voice faded as he saw the lok on Rogues face.
"Hey man what's wrong?... you should be in bed with that wound man..." He pointed at the gap in Rogues T-shirt and he looked down. his bandages could be seen clearly and he cursed.
"Shit they'll catch me if they see this. Gimme your coat dude." Julian started to mumble as he took of the coat.
"What the hell are you doing Rogue. You can't just leave. You're hurt for crying out loud." Rogue raised his head and put on the coat and grabbed Julians arm.
"Look man don't be all pissy about this. Not now. I'll explain later. Is the truck outside? And do you still have that box of mine in the car?" Julian nodded and told him he had the box at home but that some spare cloths were in the truck.
"Good we're leaving this germ fascility right now." They walked out calmly passing the glass slide doors like anyone else would and got into the car. Before Julian could speak Rogue was already chenging his shirt and made Julian astart the car. As they were driving home he told him all about the song and the dream. Julian let his jaw drop at the whole thing and spoke as they parked infront of the house.
"That is some freaky shit man. I've heard of people dissapearing near some place in town. Lot's of scary shit man." Rogue smiled and got out of the car.
"Well then. Scary shit plus me stabbing myself?.... Do i hear the yearn for a Queste to be undertaken?" A smile creeped across his face. Maybe he could do something heroic in this life afterall besides saving guinipigs(sp?) from lawnmowers. He burst out in song as he kicked the door open not feeling his wound in the slightest.
"MEN OF WAR WE ARE! MEN OF STEEL WE ARE! SOME SAY WE SHALL DIE RIGHT UBDER THIS HERE SKY! BUT FIGHT WE SHALL!" Julian smiled and followed Rogue as he joind in his song. Rogue moved about and started to fill his black backpack with all sorts of odd stuff.
A pair of sturdy old leather gloves, some sandwiches he whipped up in the kitchen, a chainmaille overed flask of water and likewise things. He cringed as he felt the wound on his stomach sting and smiled as julian came from the bathroom carrying lethal amounts of medication and seringes. (sp?) Julian seemed just as cheerful as Rogue did and smiled as he spoke.
"I've got half a pound of pot too. The good old fashion homegrown weed. Best painreliever in the world!" Rogue burst out in loughter and started to pack the stuff in his pack.
"Weed? Come on man you know knights did without pot. Then again pot had not been invented back then." He walked over to the giant chest that read TNT and opened it. He rummaged around a bit and threw a broadsword at Julian who cought it with ease and put it down on the floor.
"No need for a sword of your's Rogue I make my own aswell remember?" Rogue smiled as Julian walked out and returned with a broadsword nicely decorated with horse engravings and two red gems on the hilt. He found the case he was looking for and put the black case on top of the TNT box. He spoke with glee in his voice and turned to Julian flipping open the carved wooden top of the case.
"Your's is nice but mine is better in craftsmanship." He put his hand into the case and grabbed the black hilt of the sword inside. Julian gasped as he saw a silver glimmer rising from the case. The red gem on the pommel of the sword shon in the sunlight from outside giving thus the more grace to the black leather sheathe. It looked very simple but the simplenes had been perfected to a point beyond belief. All measures were perfect up to 1/1000th of an inch. Rogue moved his left han to the sheathe and slowly pulled it from the sword. The blade was black as night and only the sharp edge had been left untouched. Rogue started to speak as the tip of the sword appeared.
"61 and a half inch blade. straight as a ruler. Edges hardened with japanese clay technique. Damascus steel folded 327 times in maidens hair pattern. perfect hilt construction and never bends in battle." Julian gasped and looked at him curiously. Rogue put the sword away and took a similar version but a little shabbier from a seperate case in the box. Julian looked surprised at him and raised an eyebrow.
"What?... You didn't think I was going to bring my best sword into battle did you? this thing took me forever to make! I'm bringing my good practise swords." Julian laughed and took one of Rogues practise swords. They clanged their swords together and set out for the place Julian had spoken of earlier...

(OOC: Excuse this post's ubershortness...just very distracted right now)

Lily awoke in her hospital bed with a loud scream. She tried to get out of the bed, but she was restrained. She turned to her mother, who just awoke to Lily's scream. "Why am I restrained? I have to get out of here, mom!! There's some weird people here and I'm being stalked...we have to go NOW!" Lily screamed forcefully at her mom who very calmy replied, "Hunny...It's okay. You're having illusions due to your blood loss. Don't worry about it....you're fine. NURSE!" The nurse came in and Lily's mother nodded. The nurse pulled out a seringe and put it into Lily's IV. Lily screamed, "NO! I can't go back to sleep!! HELP!!" She tried to scream more, but she drifted off to sleep.

OOC: I am just waiting for Aurrora and Athena to post there next post, so Aurrora can get to Vermont and fall asleep somewhere and so Athena can be given a chance to also prepare to be god-moded. Ok that said se you then. I'll be checking back.

ic-- Alexis blinked as the doctor at the hospital where the police officer had taken her set her left arm into a sling so that the injuries she had endured would heal more quickly. Alexis said a quick goodbye and thanks to the doctor, knowing that her insurance would more than cover this minor injury. Alexis protracted her legs so that she felt comfortable, and shook the officer's hand and thanked him for bringing her to the hospital. Alexis felt sure of herself again, and laughed at the silly notions she had earlier of a "evil presence" that was watching her. Alexis knew that there was no good and evil; there was only knowledge and ignorance, and nefarious people only lacked the knowledge to make a good decision. This was what Alexis had accepted her whole life, and what she knew. But even though Alexis's mind felt strong and clear as she reasserted her beliefs, she felt eternally changed and different because of her accident. It wasn't the physical experience-- Alexis had been in accidents with her friends and even her sister as a teenager-- but rather the mental and emotional experience. Alexis had no explanation for the song that ran through her head, or for the dream that seemed to be reality that she had shortly after her accident. Alexis wanted to believe that her way and beliefs of life were still intact, but deep within the abyss of her soul, Alexis knew that her life had somewhat shifted course, and would never be the same again.

She walked out of the hospital, due to the fact that she felt fine, and her only injury was the one done to her left arm. Alexis walked towards the bus station, where the police officer had told her to go due to her inability to drive home safely. She looked up at the now-black sky, a pure sky of darkness, with only a full moon out tonight, a beautiful one which hung large and prominently in the sky, a beacon to all travelers, it seemed. Alexis smiled at it, but as she looked at it and time passed, the song that had ran through her head so many times at night started not to hum peacefully, but to roar in a manner that was even more ferocious than a lion's roar. It wasn't music anymore, just a group of dissonant sound that could be caused by a banshee or a siren, they were so intoxicating yet deadly. Alexis was far from the hospital as she cried out in pain for the sound only grew in intensity as time passed, and Alexis collapsed onto the ground as her ears bled immensely from the extreme volume of the gruesome song in her head.

Julian parked the car in a small alleyway and got out swinging his sword on his back.
"What the hell?" The alleyway seemed dark, far too dark for a full moon. Rogue got out and took a handfull of pills for the pain on his stomach.
"Damn this looks like a scene from a movie... C'mon let's go Julian. A queste is underway." Both broke out in song and they strode into the darkness.

OOC : srry for the short post but I want to wait for aurora to post and stuff. Sweetangel if I'm crossing the line with questing just say so. By the way feel free to godmode Julian.

ooc-- hey sweetangel just wanted to let you know that you can god mod Alexis now. Sorry I haven't been on so much anymore since I just got done with an SAT prep course and junk. I'll try and be more active...... I promise!!

OOC: C'mon sweetangel post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post post....
I don't want this topic to die. I like it far too much. Everyone agrees on that right guys? *points shotgun at anyone disagreeing.*

I will reply as soon as I can I PROMISE... I love you guys... actually might try and do it THIS WEEK...

I didn't think I would be able to actually post at college, but I CAN whoop but just don't go to fast ok? LOVE YOU GUYS

(OOC: *shrieks* Jue!!! Aurrora!!!! You guys have been gone forever!! *huggles* I've missed posting with you two!)

OOC: THIS IS REALLY SHORT AND FAST

IC:
As Katrina landed in Vermont she saw a group of oddly dressed people standing up against the wall, slightly amused that they came to welcome her she walked up and huged them all. The leader, Joel Kelven, huged her espicially deep and made sure she felt welcome in the group. When they were about to go out of the airport she had a weird feeling about leaving NYC, and that she wanted to go home. Pushing those thoughts out of her mind she went to the firehall (which was an old firestation transormed into a "dorm" type setting for all the travling actors to inhabit before, after, and during breaks of there travles). Walking up the spiral stairs into a highly bright room. A sword on the wall over her bed (making her feel very loved) with tie died sheats on the bed, and bean bags on the floor... she felt right at home. Flooping on the bed Joel came in to see if she wanted anything to eat, she said
"in a bit"
but she was starving, but sleep over came her... and so did the dreams that came forth after that...

OOC: OK... THERE YOU ARE... PLEASE REAPOND GIRD

OOC: HONEY I'M HOOMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE... :rolleyes:
Yeah I've been gone for long. You know.. The usual, getting hurt getting healed getting stuff done and rehurting myself.

IC: Rogue and julian walked through the alley, swords drawn and ready for anything. Anything but what they were about to see ofcourse. A rat jumped out from a trashcan and Julian nearly jumped into Rogues arms. A loud bang was heard and the rat lay splattered on the concrete floor.
"What the fuck?..." Rogue poked his pinky to hear Julians explanation for this becouse the bang had made his ears squeek. Julian was holding two .375 magnums and panted.
"Julian!" Julian looked up from his scared state and looked around for who had spoken. The shot had deafened him too.
"What? did you say something?"
"Huh?"
"What did you say?"
"You can't..."
"WHAT SPEAK UP I CAN'T HEAR YOU!..."
"I WAS GOING TO TELL YOU THAT YOU CAN'T GO AROUND FIREING GUNS BECOUSE THEY'LL HEAR US DAMMIT!" Julian holstered the guns and waited for the echo of Rogues shout to die down.
"Gues we ruined the surprise no?" They shook their head and walked on.

OOC: ok... I so could make something up here... but I really think that my girl sweet should, but I don't know what she's up to and or doing?... ok... SO... THUS... I'll put a bit of my morbidness into it... and yes HUGGLES back to everyone, cause I can post while at my "college"

IC:
Katrina fell deeply asleep... not even God himself would want to wake her up...
She selpt as if the sand man came and lulled her to drop her eye lids, and take a long winters nap as it were...

She saw her self in a long hallway... she was about to say something out into the air, and then she relized nothing came out when she opened her mouth! More and more she opened it, but not even a squeek could be muttered. Running down the hall clutching her thoart she started to sufficate. The air was being snuffed out of her body very quickly. She didn't know what was going on... then all to suddenly this dream fadded... and a new one began...
All was wet, as she lay in the bathtub of her apt. back home in NYC. She lie
there, simply enjoying her bath not a care in the world... but this picture would soon be over. A woman stood at the doorway of the bathroom holding a piece of string and a pair of golden, slightly rusted sissors in the other hand. The strand of hair seemed to be pulled taught in mid air. She placed the fork of the sissors on the hair, and begain to rub it back and forth, up and down on it..