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Post by Avice Locke on Mar 12, 2019 8:18:42 GMT -8
phs259.proboards.com/thread/9411/shine-open?page=2Name: It's happening again! Requirements: Approved Character, 300 posts Job: The life events just keep coming! Character Development! Bonus: Write a continuation from a "Your Event" assignment. Payout: +3 exp, +$250 She would be unsure and unwell as she walked in from her session with Kentler and Don. She'd feel what Kentler meant with the strain on her eyes now more than when she left them mear moments ago. She would approach her kitchen and grab some pain killers from her counter to toss down with a glass of water all before flopping to the couch and seeing the canister on the table. It was blacked out at the moment but with no doubt she could feel the life inside if it. A moment she thought to use her eyes but decided against it instead. A lot went through her mind and she was sorting between a few different subject to determine where she stood on subject. Something within her wanted to rally her hate once more over the things she despised but she hardly could. They just all seemed unimportant now... Her hate and rage over humiliation and betrayal. At least compared to hate and rage over loss, when she had never lost anything. And being free from Prota's grasp... It felt hardly like she was free. Stuck under the care and protection of the Sudeki. Otherwise all she felt was lost was either gained once more or completely unimportant to begin with. At this point something caught her attention interrupting her thoughts.
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Post by Zack Asiv on Mar 14, 2019 15:28:33 GMT -8
Near the canister would be a small bag of powder that read. "Single serving, mix with water." and signed after that by Barker.
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Post by Avice Locke on Mar 14, 2019 17:10:20 GMT -8
With a raised brow she would raise to see the package, read the note and take a long gaze into its contents.
"Barker..." The once mad man who tortured and experimented on children. The one Leon said he himself could trust. As if that included she could do the same. The mad man that gave her child a second chance...
Even as she looked at the single dosage, looked back at the container, of which she must keep the fetus until its time. She looked like the mad one keeping a fetus in a jar... For all she could actually know when that timer ran out her turkey was well roasted.
She would place fingers on the canister and see it clear and view into it. Freedom... To be come strong enough that the world did not have the chance to kick you down any more... She wondered of that was Leon's perspective. Power wasn't something she was after however... Freedom was all that had ever got her anywhere. Letting the canister fade to dark again as she removed her hand into the kitchen she filled a tall glass and poured in the mixture. With a simple spoon she gave it a few twirls. But not yet did she bring it to her lips. So many would call her stupid so many would judge, that was enough to make her doubt her choices enough... But she had a hunch!
Damn it! Her gut tells her this is okay! Her gut always told her what was right or wrong and she ignored it far too many times already! And every time she did... It got her screwed. There are some things that have not lead to a happy result and those are the things she regrets the most!
The gut feeling of being able to trust Leon had been there since that night. The one she truly felt she could bring into her head and put her life in his hands had been Leon from the beginning. Mathew was a situation she tried to make the best of. David was someone she tried to give the benefit of the doubt. But Leon she had not but a hunch with him and all the ups and downs have not left her for dead or for worse in the grand scheme of it all.
So trusting her gut to accept this formula of Barkers. She sent a silent prayer to Raikotsu and a slight threat that if she'd pray to come out of this for the better no matter how bad it got... And if she didnt there was detailed description all meanings of pain and torture she could think while he was in an afterlife not able to die.
By the time she was finished... The glass was empty. The water full in her stomach she searched for immediate signs to be worried about.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 14, 2019 19:47:39 GMT -8
She would feel intense pain as her insides twisted and her organs reacted to the concoction that she drank. Her throat would dry as her body seemed to flush with heat like she was on fire. Her vision would double, and then triple, then quadruple as her sense of balance would swirl around, up feeling like a different direction half a dozen times per second. Should she cough she might feel a little bit of blood escaping from between her lips before her vision finally turned black and she would visit the endless void on the edge of death. Despite the lack of solid ground under her feet, or anything she would hear echoing footsteps coming from all directions as she was approached by a very well dressed man. "You don't learn do you?" |
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Post by Avice Locke on Mar 15, 2019 3:21:21 GMT -8
As she went throughout the motions of each pain and out of body she would experience she was on her knees and practically crawling. Let out a wild cry frustrated and in pain. Blood filled her senses and her body... For once in a strong minute, was on fire.. It was warm and warmer still, to the point it was ablaze and unbearable to feel.
The voice she recognized and she'd grind her jaw. "Life is the best t-teacher. All... The lessons I've learned were on my own." She would get up off her knees as best as she could. "I regret putting you in a forced situation... But you have no right to judge who I am and the lesson I was supposed to learn by meeting you! Thanks for trying however... Most hardly even try with me. It was nice to have been seen."
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 15, 2019 5:57:28 GMT -8
He chuckled.
"What are you talking about? Was that rehersed?"
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Post by Avice Locke on Mar 15, 2019 10:03:53 GMT -8
"You know all I ever wanted was to tell grand stories... I've been wanting to say that since... Well since I met Raikotsu I believe. Or maybe even before Prota. Added with embellishments on the fly and you have me." she grinned and shrugged.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 15, 2019 10:29:38 GMT -8
Eric just stared at her and clicked his tongue in disappointment.
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Post by Avice Locke on Mar 15, 2019 10:44:32 GMT -8
She scoffed with a smirk. "What did you expect Mathew?"
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 17, 2019 19:39:22 GMT -8
"Well calling me by my actual name would be a nice start. Otherwise maybe doing something rather than monologuing about being judged or whatever this is. But hey, I'm not the one laying on the floor dying, you do you I guess." He continued to stare at her with a frown.
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Post by Avice Locke on Mar 18, 2019 4:04:27 GMT -8
"Aye and As far as I know Eric never existed truly... I assumed it was the first game you'd play appearing before me as so. But if that is what you prefer... Then Eric it is, and my apologies." she never lost her grin. "And as far as that dying bit... What should we be doing about that?"
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 18, 2019 14:04:41 GMT -8
"Does it matter what I think you should do. Didn't you just say all of the lessons you have learned in life you learned all on your own?"
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Post by Avice Locke on Mar 18, 2019 15:59:25 GMT -8
"Aye, but you miss understand... My accent is not so thick after spending so much time here." she folded her arms. "What I learned was of my own making. Like for instance you tried to show me something and made me that promise... My whole life was not trusting in anyone. But you, who also had no one to trust, tried your trust in me. I should have seen it... Instead of taking Leon's quick offer I should have just returned your trust and kept my word."
"You see that was the lesson I learned was one I had to figure out but you gave me something to think about... That day you had every right to leave, what you saw as I rose from that bed only half my limbs to balance... It was not determination, it was desperation... As you might also call Cowardice." she wasn't saying rehearsed lines any longer. Which is probably why she was talking so much. It wasn't anything but sincerity.
"However knowing all that... There is something I want to believe in. Truly when Dra Aht came about I don't believe it Would have lasted with Mathew and I. This path that I've chosen... Probably has me frothing at the mouth dying on the floor. I want to believe in Raikotsu, that he had the best intentions, and I want to believe in Leon for righting his wrongs and would lead me to a future that means my child and I can be free... It is a gamble I know... But I'm all in. Aye." her decision was final.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 19, 2019 17:47:10 GMT -8
"But you haven't learned anything. You are here because you are still taking shortcuts because of Leon and his Sudeki clan. Same song, different dance."
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Post by Avice Locke on Mar 19, 2019 18:04:01 GMT -8
"What is this a short cut to?" she grew a scowl. "I have no idea what will become of this... Power? Clairvoyance? Death? How long will it take... Minutes? Days? Years? I had not the slightest inkling as to what substance I consumed. We tried the fast way in getting Leon out... And now I am working the long way... Patiently I might add." she exhaled deeply realizing she wasn't truly getting anywhere with that.
"Eric... One thing I realized when I lost my limbs... I did not think I was worth stories to be told of me but now I realize I can tell my story and find Pride in it even if no other cared or knew who I was. Stories take a long... Long time to write, lifetimes even. When Barker cleared my mind I made a choice. The boy I had been thinking about protecting; I cant say my choices were fully my own, but I do own up to choosing them. But as far as I know he is safe and I can pave the way to let him write his story. There is no short cut there, there just can't be."
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