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Post by Karethas Khellandurn on Aug 22, 2010 14:49:20 GMT -8
(Decided to make roleplay out of my character moving in, hope nobody minds. Everyone's free to pop in, if not, i'll finish the post myself by modificating it into the complete version.)
Karethas Khellandurn had just entered the apartment he'd moved into just today. He walked about for a while, this seemed to be a lot better of a place than he had thought, atleast here he wouldn't need to confront everyone.. Well perhaps he'd have to eventually confront someone about something, but he was rather certain that he'd stay fine for the time period. With thinking complicated things like that for a minute or two, he just suddently laughed at everything, how the heck did everything go so deliciously wrong and twisted, that he'd end up here.. After a while he shook his head and sat down to think about it, before he'd start doing the necessary things to get the moving in done, after all he didn't want commotion about things on the first day about. His thoughts were a mess as usual for him, not being able to solve nearly any thought as he sat there and thought of one certain thing; the fact that 'he' had fu***d up pretty bad to end up here. Ofcourse there had been a brief little thing going on for a good long time already, inside his head that is... He had been thinking of wars and other petty things, to the fact that he really was running out of anything to burn and smoke. ' he so loved smoking things ', he thought to himself for a moment before noticing that his thoughts had ran around and came back in third person, well that wasn't anything out of ordinary for him. It had been worse when he had started talking with that priest back where he came from, banishment from church was a real let down.. But atleast he had said... Oh wait that wasn't what he should think of now, or is it?.. It probably wasn't.
Karethas got up and started moving his few belongings into the apartment, after making sure that the apartment was really dark. He'd have to change lamps later on so that the light wouldn't be bright enough to hurt his eyes. Karethas also had to think about plenty of things so he'd have to get this over with, before he'd burn all his belongings in wild abandon, which would probably feel good for this current mentality... Though this could cause the fact that his neighbours would become too curious about his things.. And that'd be no good, neighbours in general are bad for health in long run. He'd worked over the half of his belongings into the apartment while thinking all these perfectly 'sane' thoughts, but the mess and chaos his unpacking left to the floor and shelf that he had already unpacked. After a while he had found his beloved computer and placed it on the floor as well, but he stopped packing for the moment that he needed to install his computer properly to the new surroundings, after which he continued unloading the belongings.
A good while later he had managed to unpack the most of his things and stuffs, along with plenty of games, a blanket, ofcourse there also was a pillow or two.. But nothing to lay on while sleeping, after noticing this Karethas shrugged happily enough and considered the fact that he preferred to sleep with his full clothing on anyways.
Karethas due to his distorted mentality had left the door open as he was still unpacking his belongings and all out of the boxes, just randomly piling or tossing things around, however, books and discs were in a really nice pile, as if they'd matter anyhow. He kept going on this job he had assigned himself to, and will probably keep repeating everything untill everything was somewhere. He started to wonder however if there were anyone around at this time as it got a bit darker over time, he shrugged, having just found a candle that he'd used once before for a light. He stared at the candle before putting it aside and yawning, then continuing dulledly whatever his body was doing, while his thoughts raced about, probably something about his strange dreams this time.
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Post by Jayr Byrne on Aug 23, 2010 7:37:06 GMT -8
An extended break Jayr wasn't expecting to be here all too long but something in the back of her head pressed her to stay, obeying her gut Jayr would fill out the general registration forms for school, then proceed to go looking for temporary apartments. Lord help her. As she stopped at the apartment complexes she realized just how deep she was getting into, this was going to be a much longer stay than anything else if she was eying up these places. But somewhere deep down it was right.
She'd send the text message before slipping the small black purse over her shoulder and start up the stairs and up to the next floor. She'd never been out on her own before at least not for this long it seemed heart wrenching to think her parents were miles away.
Standing in the doorway of an empty apartment Jayr set her purse inside before she collapsed within the doorway, the heavy weight of her back sliding against the inside of the doorway. Something almost reminiscent of tears coming down the sides of her face. If this was right than why was she crying. Balled fists wiped her eyes away, clear of the rain that dampened them.
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Post by Gilgamesh Magnius on Aug 23, 2010 8:23:00 GMT -8
Gilgamesh was walking around the Residential area for some time trying to find his way around again. After being gone for a full year one wouldn't remember where he was going.
Rest assured that he was getting from point A to point B... slowly but surely he was getting everywhere he could to remember.
Back roads, roads everything, he could start to find things easier. He pulled out his cell phone...
No messages. AHHH!
That would grind his gears. He still had 2 phones, one from his old gang and his own. Which helped him out of a pickle one to many times. He walked towards an apartment where he heard a few people have moved into. He smiled and put his hands in the picket of his red jacket and slowly walked into the building and looked around. Nothing interesting and he noted someone opening the main entrance and walked in slowly, his eyes were noting the building.
This building was going to be a great staging area for a plan. It would be perfect.
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Post by Karethas Khellandurn on Aug 23, 2010 9:54:29 GMT -8
Karethas was bored to his bones, that he probably had, if he didn't he'd be in trouble, wouldn't he? However this body of his kept up the same thing it had already been doing for too long.. Soon he stood up and slammed his book, that he kept to stay sane, to the nearest wall rather harshly, causing a faint sound of something hitting the wall.. He was finished with unloading his stuffs, finally. Though at this point, he didn't really care of anything too much, he'd walked out of the open door, to just outside it, so that he could smoke something he'd managed to get his hands on, probably some pepper crush, dry leaves, as well as other things that had the tendency to burn really slow, rolled in a paper.
Karethas lighted this poorly compiled thing he'd managed to make, probably when he was being othervise out of his head and thinking it'd be great to smoke some spices someday. He shrugged as he pulled in the first smoke and grinned slightly, perhaps it wasn't his brightest of all ideas, but it worked as a stress reliever, shame he had ran out of his beloved rum as well.. Would have to work towards to having some someday, when not too lazy. His thoughts also had gone berserk, even if he had found something to smoke, they were in such a mess again that he'd probably have many days of migranes and other issues.. He was currently trying to quiet down the raging memories and emotions of his mind, that would continuously barrage him untill he'd start hitting the wall, it'd happened before, too many times. He had slowly accepted as a fact the matter that he was going to have increasingly much mental breakdowns, that'd probably drive him crazy enough for the psychologists to finally have the things they need to put him into mental hospital, for a healthy long time too... But that was not a part of his plan, well at leastt the fact was that he didn't have a plan and he didn't much care for anyone else's plans or ambitions,at leastt yet, he'd just exist as long as he'd be able to exist in this kind of a place.
He'd lean against something while thinking about all these things going on inside his mind, pulling in as much as he could of the smoke as he did so, not pausing to cough, at least he had water to clean his throat with afterwards, perhaps he'd add some spices into it as well, spiked water wasn't any worse than this. He pondered that all too happily, smiling like a creep as he leaned about, however his eyes stayed as lifeless as they had always been after the little things from the past, reflecting light from them, but not reacting to much, as they stared at one spot for a rather long time.
He then looked about for anything out of ordinary, well as if he'd know what's ordinary and out of ordinary here, but at least he thought something had to be ordinary, however he was really sure that he was nothing in ordinary, so the neighbors would probably be rather suspicious about him for a long time. He then just stared off into somewhere again after looking about, not probably noticing anything, yet, but he was really waiting for something to happen, it'd help release this tension that his madness caused him to have about him, the distress wasn't visible at all though, he had the skill in seeming relaxed at nearly all times, or perhaps it was his laziness speaking.
Karethas would probably react however if something were to happen, or at least he thought he would react.. Or perhaps he wouldn't even if it was a fist in the face situation, that'd just depend of-course. He then paused to listen to his surroundings, trying to revive some sort of awareness of his surroundings, if the rare thing of someone actually noticing that he was there would happen, he'd need to be aware, since the times he'd been noticed before were never too happy. However, his awareness really wasn't too great still, but he gets along hearing and seeing things at the average if he'd concentrate.
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Post by Jayr Byrne on Aug 24, 2010 13:10:02 GMT -8
Requiem Jayr wiped up her sob story, she was just a daddies girl, unfortunately with the absence of a daddy the story itself was ruined all she had was a mother who probably didn't want her at least thats how she acted most days. As for her father, or step father rather, he had been more of a man than anyone she'd seen. A vexed and contemplative growl as she leaned against the inner doorway pouting slightly, if anyone were to walk by she'd sort of stand out by any means wearing a punk tube top and torn up jeans.
She'd subtly kick the part of the doorway that met the next wall over and with a resounding thump the wall would shudder slightly, she didn't know her own strength some days. A smart little snicker as she enjoyed that short little boost towards her self esteem. No man in her life but a father of sorts and she wore the pants.
"Well a friend would be a nice touch."
She laughed again, the airy sort as her head rolled back to lean against the doorway and her fingers would entwine with one another playing with her ring as she managed to joggle it into and out of place from one time to another.
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Post by Gilgamesh Magnius on Aug 24, 2010 20:14:27 GMT -8
Gilgamesh found a set of stairs and almost flew up it, whistling as he made his way up. He stopped at a door and heard someones voice.
"Well a friend would be a nice touch."
He opened the door and walked through the door with his hands in his pickets he looked around to see the lady leaning in the door way and he gave a faint smile and walked by, his eyes set on her.
He took a hand out of his pocket and rubbed his chin and looked up, at the ceiling then into the door way and he laughed slightly.
He watched her walk in and he leaned on the wall beside the door and he kept an eye for anyone coming out of the hall way as he scanned and pulled out his Iphone and started to access a blue print for the building.
He kept looking for something and waited for something to happen.
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Post by Karethas Khellandurn on Aug 24, 2010 23:50:39 GMT -8
Karethas had started to think faster than he had back a few seconds, then his thoughts were disrupted right in front of his little mind as he heard something.. He looked about and walked someway, or was it a long way, he never was quite sure, but he kept walking until he'd find the source of his current 'issue'. While walking he also estimated the way down and thought it'd be fun to jump down from there soon enough, but not yet as he still had to smoke that 'cigarette' that he had, well he probably had, but he wasn't sure about that either.
He then came across two beings instead of one, this left him a very long while to think. He sat down someway from the female being as he thought. He puffed some smoke from the roll and inhaled deeply as he thought about the matter. He looked about and noticed he had made it to the spot where he could lean against a wall instead of sitting. He then remained there and thought as long as he needed, which was long indeed as his thoughts flew into thinking about the walls as well, they were pretty here, but too light in color.
Karethas then managed to retain his sane thoughts to the point where he could react to things happening around him again. He just stayed someway away from the female and remained at ready, trying not to hop over the edge to see if it was really such fun to fall down from that height. He felt amused all the time, probably smirking from time to time as he was there, or was he still there, that wasn't really a fact anymore, his mind wasn't there half the time.
In a while longer he'd be functional enough to react to speech if someone made some noise to break his chain of thoughts, which would probably only benefit him at the current, since the walls had already started to twist into faces and more as he looked at them.
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Post by Jayr Byrne on Aug 26, 2010 7:24:33 GMT -8
ooc: I'm a little mixed up at the moment so please forgive me if I misunderstand. Defensive. "Well a friend would be a nice touch."
Jayr would flinch, though the boy's uncanny appearance, not to mention his closeness at this moment wasn't comforting. For Jayr had been in the doorway, lying in the divide between the room and the hallway to get there so seeing as how he felt the need to enter Jayr would shy away scooting back up against the wall and distancing herself from him. He on the other hand didn't seem to notice this disapproving fracture of personal space.
Jayr had come across other ones like him, aggressive men that did worse things while intending others. Kazuya had been one, attempting to rape her. Though this was slightly different, for one she wasn't cornered her body was instead angled towards the outside with full momentum to escape. And two, she was stronger now far more capable of engaging a foe.
"You do realize that what you've done is just breaking and entering?" Jayr would say in something of a bitchy tone having been disrupted and settled back on the defensive.
Her body would exit aback into the hallway. There she'd have more free reign should the bugler/rapist/unidentified body feel the need to attack her. Jayr's eyes quickly scanned him as he searched his phone seemingly uncaring of the circumstances. A short scowl appearing on her face as she felt insulted and ignored.
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Post by Gilgamesh Magnius on Aug 26, 2010 18:37:31 GMT -8
He was just told that what he did was in the terms of breaking in.
"Well, I came since i heard that someone was new so I wanted to say Hi." he said with a sly smile and he pulled himself from the wall. He had good intentions and took his time to trying to talk her into thinking he was just trying to be nice, which was almost true. He shook his head and looked at the hall way from one end to the other just to see what he could do. He walked into the main hall of the floor and rubbed his chin and pulled his ipod out again and started to what seemed to be typing on it.
He smiled and cracked his neck slowly and rubbed it.
Gilgamesh tidied his jacket and looked up at the ceiling as if he wanted to look through it but then looked at the lady.
"I am truly sorry about what I have done, I only had good intentions in mind." He said, his eyes moved from his phone to the lady. "Please forgive me."
Gilgamesh slowly put out a hand to be shook and introduced himself. "I am Gilgamesh, you might be?"
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Post by Karethas Khellandurn on Aug 27, 2010 14:19:54 GMT -8
(Okay, not to make too many more very confusing posts while playing a probably insane character. I'll be clearing the confusing stuff as much as i can, which probably will help a bit.)
Karethas had his day of 'I don't have a clue where I am or what in the hells am I doing' once again it seems, as he kept staying where he was, as he was, staring at the wall rather bluntly.
In his mind however nothing was calm at all as he tried to stop the mental barrage of questions going on in his mind as his brains tried to work out the fact that he was somewhere, but after a while that was no longer a 'fact' to be considered, he heard voices (The real of what was going on, or just delusions), but he didn't know if they were real at all. He'd proceed to settle that out, by trying to feel his hands, checking if he'd breathe, the basic proceedures, before waking to the surrounding world again (Reaction to the surroundings returned). This world seemed very real, but what he saw was really distorted, as his mind twisted the visual information it received, adding a bit of 'real color' into the world around.(Mental issues.)
Karethas would stand back up after a while of that 'nothing's happening' thinking of his. He'd then proceed to make his way away from the voices(Any), just walking away (Anywhere in general). Heading back to where he started, if he'd still remember, trying to backtrack all of his movements by remembering them as he went. He then held his head as it did hurt some to have such disturbing things happening about, not his isolated place. One of the causes to his headache were the flashes of memories back in Finland, repetition of past issues and rough situations as he tried to remember the correct path to take. Stumbling about he'd managed to get to the place he could start tracking his way back to his isolated place.(Current apartment)
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Post by Jayr Byrne on Aug 30, 2010 13:53:30 GMT -8
Assault and Battery "Well, I came since i heard that someone was new so I wanted to say Hi." he said with a sly smile and he pulled himself from the wall.
Jayr would shoot back with a livid expression, she didn't like the feeling of being undefended, much less not knowing enough about her surroundings all too well. This invasion of security in itself was just another weight on her shoulders that couldn't go excused.
"That doesn't excuse breaking in!"
A verbal slap to the face as she glared at him. Obviously this was a newly established concordance, one did not simply enter upon another's dwelling, much less a stranger. The boy would proceed forward still clearly not getting the point that he was in direct violation towards the cardinal rule. Like a horse she was spooked, Jayr would react violently if necessary. There was very little space in the hallway itself seeing as Jayr was edged up entirely against the banister, her back edging over it with little room left. The divide itself was no more than three feet wide, presenting the fact that if Gil came forward into the hall comfortably she'd be within an inch of him. The boy would crack his neck and smile, no sense of comfort there as Jayr slipped a hand into the purse dangling over her shoulder. Her hands would entwine around a cylindrical case within clinging to the cap with vigor yet all the same her body not revealing much else than tension as she recoiled further off the ledge.
"I am truly sorry about what I have done, I only had good intentions in mind. Please forgive me."
Jayr was still unconvinced, not to mention further put off. Why did boys constantly not get the point, when a girl is freaked out give her room, not cluster her into a corner. Eyes narrowed on her target, eyes. The weak spot.
"I am Gilgamesh, you might be?"
And there it came, as his hand came up Jayr would whip out the pepper-spray and fire it straight into his eyes. A victorious and exhilarated smile on her face as the distance itself, not to mention the surprise of her assault would no doubt go unblocked or deterred.
"Mace'd you bitch!"
She couldn't help but repress the smooth cackle as she'd center a strong kick to the groin from her right kneecap hoping the pronged attack would level him and leave the boy out for the time being while she made her escape.
Turning full swing Jayr's hand would come to the edge and swivel her body over the edge dropping her a good eight feet to teh ground where she'd fall to her feet, the force sending her to collapse to her knees before the adrenaline kicked in giving her the necessary boost to get up.
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Post by Gilgamesh Magnius on Aug 31, 2010 15:26:06 GMT -8
As Gilgamesh was mace'd he had ran forward, hitting his watch off the wall, thus causing his body to relax and he was faster.
(Gils stats:
Strength: 40(50) Dexterity: 40(45)x2=90 Constitution: 40(53) Intelligence: 40 Wisdom: 40(46) Charisma: 40(50) )
Gilgamesh would try to get his sight back and as he was getting kneed in the groin he had to take the hit and would then attempt a wild sing that would knock Jayr over before she fell and Gilgamesh held his eyes.
"This will be more fun than I thought."
He said as he kept trying to get the s*** out of his eyes. He felt his way towards the door to the stairway that was around there and he sat on the ground and smiled.
"This place is going to be perfect for the test run.."
Gilgamesh reached into his bag and started to take his time to get himself recomposed to fight perfectly.
That was a bad on his part.. But still.. He made his way in and she was going to be waiting on the way out. He could see vaguely and would then get up and deactivate his watch thus making him seem slower than he once was.
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Post by Karethas Khellandurn on Sept 1, 2010 4:11:56 GMT -8
Finally after a long stumbling and mumbling session, Karethas had made it back to the door of his apartment.
Karethas sat down, laying against the door as he closed his eyes and started clearing his head, groaning slightly. He had felt like his intestines were full of insects, but in his state he'd just enjoyed it and laughed at everything in general. Now however he had to return to his more stable state of mentality, feeling rather strange as he opened his eyes again.. He'd managed to realize that the world around him was real, not a fake one, not imagination. He also knew the pain was so very real, but he also knew right where it came from, his shattered emotions, thought that'd be fun to eat for dinner.
”I have feelings left?”
Karethas blinked slowly after his latest thought string, very unusual for him to notice such. He'd then proceed to shrug and ponder on what to eat for dinner today, perhaps some more paper would do it. Paper with salt on it, along with stale water did sound like a great diet for him at the current. He then proceeded to the next phase of being sane, at least the things he'd observed from the other beings that acted so normally, he thought that he might've been jealous of them, able to function so nicely. He then started making notes and stayed where he was, slowly slipping back to his 'less functional' status. Karethas started to talk to himself..
”So happy day, we know it's not dinner time yet.. So why bother eating?”
”Oh don't whine, paper's good, where were we again. Ah yes, we'll have to go back inside.”
”Nah I'm too lazy to go inside, I'll just lay about here, until i bore of it that is.”
”Mmm, you sure you want to do that, you have the ability to play solitaire left, you should use it, after all it's your greatest skill, but you have to go inside in order to play.”
”I'm not lifting my butt off the ground just for that.. Now let me laze about in peace.”
”Fine.”
After a while of the rambling continuing he shook his head and sighed, he'd stay right where he'd been, even if the voices so strongly recommended playing solitaire inside. He closed his eyes again and started relaxing, his time was too limited to be stressed anyways, he thought.
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Post by Jayr Byrne on Sept 2, 2010 13:12:31 GMT -8
Perplexed, and then gone. Jayr's quick precise movements would have strangely had less effect that she'd anticipated. Normally a strike to the groin would leave someone incapacitated for a much longer period of time, especially a male someone. Perhaps his reaction was simply that, a reaction to the strike. Wild swing as it was she'd still be over the edge of the apartment complex. Luck seemed to be dutifully on her side however seeing as she hadn't invested in moving in.
A quick burst of speed as she tore off on the bottom floor to the front directory office with a dutiful objective; get her money back and run. Though the boy would be out for a time due to the mace and the groin strike, he bore the creepy features that one couldn't be too careful about.
A pound on the door and the land lord would come by. "Wut?" His grizzled appearance unbecoming of anyone, hung over eyes, an unshaven beard and long scraggly hair that resembled a bum or hippie of his time.
"You have Roaches, big ones. I want my rent back."
His mouth would open to defy but Jayr would burst in with her shoulder low past the door restraining her. The adrenaline pumping in her thighs as she went, her head pulsing productively and she'd snag up her payment so cleanly set aside from the rest in a neat stack.
"Hey you can't.." Her hand would come up to stop him quickly sneaking under his grip with her stuff in her grip. "And you can't have tenants with psychological disorders and not suspect people to break in, invest in a lock."
She'd tap on the door before bolting again, this time for good.
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