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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 22, 2019 21:50:05 GMT -8
"It's been many moons I feel. Clearest with Prota, but muted. Before that, I can not recall."
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Post by Avice Locke on Mar 22, 2019 21:58:41 GMT -8
"Prota, prota..." she chanted and wanted to keep thinking and thinking. She searched her memories as difficult as that might be. "Pr..." something struck her, something called to her, something... "Are you... Pride?" her hands squeezed his tightly. She felt this was still a shot in the dark but she would have to search even further if this was wrong.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 22, 2019 22:00:13 GMT -8
"If only, then I would not be bound so."
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Post by Avice Locke on Mar 22, 2019 22:18:45 GMT -8
"Eric taught me to Meditate..." she smiled at the memory. "The Cock tossed me from my wheel chair you know? What kind of asshole does that?" she chuckled.
"I thought it was just ridiculous nonsense, but when Prota had me it helped me to make sense of things especially ass my Qi grew blacker and muddled... But tell me... Did I come closer to you when I did that?"
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 22, 2019 22:19:37 GMT -8
"There is a reason you see me this way."
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Post by Avice Locke on Mar 23, 2019 15:03:00 GMT -8
"Because it was Eric who taught me to meditate. That has to be it." she was certain. "What did he want me to reach for? I never got far enough to find out." she would be asking herself that more so than this Entity to try and talk out loud her thoughts. "I was trying to walk... I realized I didn't just want to tell great stories... But mine hadn't even gotten to the best parts. I was trying to keep moving." she was spit balling once more.
"Tell me just a bit more why are you bound? Am I the one that bound you? Am I ashamed or scared of you?"
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 24, 2019 17:21:03 GMT -8
"You bind me because you do not use me as much as you believe."
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Post by Avice Locke on Mar 24, 2019 17:29:11 GMT -8
"I don't use you?" She had thoughts, thoughts that would take her back to those early days. "I asked him if he would teach me how to walk again, he said in Theory, talked about molding, shaping, and using it with purpose..."
Her eyes opened up once more... "Are you my Qi?"
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 24, 2019 18:26:51 GMT -8
He shook his head, but she would see that his bonds were thinner than before.
"No, I'm not. And you are asking the wrong questions. Wasting time."
She would feel her strength starting to drain from her as Eric himself became less solid.
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Post by Avice Locke on Mar 24, 2019 22:15:14 GMT -8
She got closer but this was getting worse faster than she might be making it better. If she is getting close, then she is on to something ...BUT WHAT? Oh, this game of charades is agonizing and she was growing more afraid for her life at every wasted moment.
She's asking the wrong questions...?
She was growing frustrated. "You've done not but make me concerned and tried to make me second guess my thoughts on this whole matter... I know there are people who will try and use me and even my Son. I know Mathew and Barker are some sick bastards... or at least once were... well... Mathew might still be? The Sudeki have been popping up when I've been at my most vulnerable... if that is because they planned it or if I am trying to give them the benefit of the doubt. Frankly! If I think and believe they genuinely are just crossing my path because Fate wants to finally be good to me I'll never not hear that voice in the back of my head telling me otherwise. With everything muddled with Prota I was trying to make sure I listened to who I really was trying to make sense of me and what was real. Everything I've thought until now has no hard evidence... so... Maybe it is a short cut. Maybe I am trying to ignore that little voice because it is getting me farther than where I was bef--." She stopped pacing and looked at him. "Are you that fucking little voice? Have I said fuck you to many times to make you bound? A conscience?"
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 24, 2019 22:20:44 GMT -8
He shook his head again, shadows springing from his bonds to gag him as he faded just a little more.
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Post by Avice Locke on Mar 24, 2019 22:45:58 GMT -8
"NO!" She was nearly out of time. "FINE! If you can't speak and if you can't tell me... how about show me! I accept you, so please let me!"
She would want to grab the back of his head and bring his forehead to touch her forehead. If he was too faded for her to grasp she would do her best otherwise. She would begin to try and control her breathing with eyes closed and she would want to calm herself and start trying to dig deep within herself and within him. She would put all she could into herself to try and search for the answer.
Perception: 32(124
Energy: 40(90
Power Tattoo +5 per
Feet: left leg armor imbued with diamond of a thousand roughs (Ability 2: Diamond of a Thousand roughs, MYTHIC ITEM **May not be upgraded, traded or sold** - Avice finds herself connecting with the diamond on an intense level, and would feel like she jumped into a pool of untold amounts of energy. Avice has a pool of 1000 energy stored within the stone. Once per post, Avice may take up to her energy from this stone, stacking it on top of her own energy. She may also pass on a Qi use, adding 1/2 her energy into the stone up to 1,000 max energy. Once per thread, she may take 300 energy and heal herself fully with it.)
Misc: Time Piece of the Clock Maker: +4 Strength, +4 Perception - Once per thread, Avice may add 1/2 her energy to any stat, lasts for 1/2 posts in length.
Qi:3/20
Temp ability: Seikatsugan Activation: Can see the Aura or Life Force of a person, even through objects. Also able to see the level of persons overall stats compared to their own. (IE If their own overall stats are 50, and someone else's is Ten, they can simply see they are weaker. If the user's stats total 10 and they see someone with 50 they only see that the person is stronger.) +10 ENG, +10 Spd
2. Avice can now transform into a "Battle Form" which is orchestrated by Prota Scientists within her DNA. While also brainwashing her into believing in Prota's cause and laws. While in her Battle Form she gains access to the following abilities. Transformations last 5 posts:
-Snake Body: Avice has an extreme amount of flexibility; as if her bones and joints just can't be broken or stretched and bent in directions that do damage. +15 Def, +15 Spd
-360 Awareness: Avice can see, hear, smell, and feel her entire surrounding never being confused about the direction of something like a sound or person. +30 Per
-Breath Underwater: Avice has internal gills capable of allowing her to breathe in liquids as if she were on land.
Zero Ability: Inhuman; Not instantaneous, but bruising and minor cuts heal in a matter of hours. Broken and fractured muscle and bone will heal in a day. Takes lots from the body and makes body sleepy and need sustenance. Compensating senses; heightened senses especially hearing, smell, taste, and touch. With monochromia, eyesight is not included in these senses. 50% perception increase.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 27, 2019 21:24:09 GMT -8
Avice would find no way to grab him as he continued to fade away even as she screamed in defiance. Her eyes detecting no life energy at first, before catching a glimpse of a faint flickering one that was surrounding her on all sides. One that grew dimmer each second, even after Eric faded away to nothingness, leaving her alone in the void.
Another spasm of pain would rock Avice as one of her own arms began to turn transparent, much like Eric had begun to moments ago. However, with her enhanced senses, she could feel something coming from the North, the smell of fresh air and the faint feeling of a breeze on her skin.
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Post by Avice Locke on Mar 27, 2019 22:10:01 GMT -8
she cried out from the pain and her chest grew cold seeing her body began to fade just the same. She would see the glimmer and she would smell the air and breeze... It gave her hope but she could hear the word "short cut" begin to buzz in the back of her mind. She was on the verge of losing hope and on the verge of heartbreaking pain. Oh how she was a fool.
With the life beaming all around her fading and dying existence she would stand and reach her arms out for them. Not the breeze, not the air... not what might be the obvious exit. She would instead try and call the life glimmers she would feel her own Qi and not unlike she would swim in its abyssal void she would send waves to beckon the life that was around her. She saw something here already as if she wasn't actually alone in this. So instead of thinking about her way out... she wanted to see if this was still where she needed to be. Asking them for Guidance, searching herself for what might be an answer she should have known all along.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Mar 27, 2019 22:19:25 GMT -8
The energy she was pulling would turn bright, blindingly so until she could not see anything. The first sense that would return to her would be her sense of hearing, where she would hear laughter from in front of her. When her vision returned she would find herself in a lavish room of excess with a pistol pointed at her from President Asiv. "I said Strip." The Punk said from his throne. |
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