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YAY! Stage PROPS!... (Open.)
Lucian was wondering around the campus of the school and came across the auditorium. Glancing around his surroundings there were several chests around him marked stage props. A soft smile came across his lips looking around to see if anybody was about often shy. It wouldn't hurt if he just messed around with them, and he would put them back when he was done. He pryed open one of the unlocked chests like a kid on Christmas.
There was a blur of his arms tossing several outfits back tights and other things. He came across a long purple imitation velvet coat with a white ruffle fluffy feathery collar swinging it on over his shoulders it was slightly to big dragging on the floor. Shifting aside more of the buried articles of stage he found a sparkling fake gold crown quickly he placed it on his head. A purple cane would be lifted from the chest as his lift hand lifted the curtain for his pretend non-existence audience.
Striding onto the scene with the most nobility swirling his cane amongst his fingers with style. Flipping his cane upside down pushing his crown to the side it almost falling off his head, then he flipped it once again stomping it down on the stage floor. Skating back on the heel of his shoe shrugging his shoulders," I'm King Fancy Pants III. I rule over all potatos in the land and war what is it good for?"
His playful gaze landed on a fake horse off-stage he made his exit stage right. A few moments would pass idly by, before Lucian could be seen almost surfing ontop of the horse the sound of the wheels squeaking when he slide past the opposite side of the stage still in the king outfit. "Yee-haa! Surfing on U.S.A," What did the beach boys have to do with this absolutely nothing, but he just realized he had no way to stop this horse a problem indeed. It did come to a abrupt stop when the horse hit one of the chest sending Lucian crashing into a shelf of props. The skull from hamlet landing on his head. "I guess it could be worst..," He said the shelf creaking till it ultimately fell on him spilling several on the props on the floor.
Standing from the mess he had just caused luckily the shelf wasn't to heavy. Dusting himself off a soft sigh escaped his lips amazingly none of the props were broken just a little scuffed. He began to pick up some of the horrendous calamity caused by his innocent fun. Ears perked at the sound of people wrapped up in the roles he played. He didn't take into consideration, that he might of been watched or somebody just came into the auditorium.
Amber Ramius Gothic Lolita Cutie, Nephilim Kanami Miyamoto "I search for The Truth!"
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(10/3/06 9:18 am) Reply
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Clap. Clap. Clap.
"A strange performance but not too bad."
There was not a body in sight, but it was evident that the voice was female. The voice seemed to appear from every direction and echoed throughout the auditorium. There was the slight sound of feedback and a messing of the audio.
"There. Is this thing on? Okay! Lucian is it? You must be a new student, you're not familiar at all not to mention I have no information on you. No matter! Your performance told me a lot about you, especially when there aren't others present."
A breif silence.
"Oh by the way, I'm goin' to call you Lun-Lun. Hope you don't mind."
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He hopped up from the wreckage looking around the auditorium at the sound of clapping. A soft smile came to his lips as he spoke really loud to where ever the voice was coming from. "Your assumption would be correct I'm a new student. It's nice to meet you disembodied voice. Your not what one of those..," he thought to himself briefly,"a ghost are you? If you are that's cool being dead and all."
"It really wasn't much of a performance just fooling around that's all," he said blinking at the mention of Lun-Lun who was he to disagree with the ghostly woman he seemed not to be very familiar with microphones. "You can call me whatever you want spirit lady, but what should I call you? Or for that matter where are you?"
Her location was something of a mystery to himself. Walking out on stage in front of the red curtain putting his hand above his eyes trying to spot the body to the voice. Scratching the back of his head in confusion, then shrugging his shoulders, "Spooky Girl." Edited by: VxChronicles at: 10/4/06 4:00 pm
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Lurking in the shadows. This was actually quite a common reoccurrence for Winston and today was but of course no exception. He would sit in the shadows, simply waiting for someone to come across for him to approach, or simply for someone to set their gaze upon him then, when they were to naturally look away for a second, he would walk out of sight. This would of course cause a natural aura of confusion around him, something he did not particularly know why he needed however after his release from the asylum he had found himself with an incredibly large amount of free time on his hands and thusly the need to fulfil it, this seemed to be entertaining enough. Apparently some child found it entertaining to make himself seem like a moronic fool, even if he assumed nobody was watching it was still quite a ridiculous act. Winston would however wait, he slowly eased himself out of his seat and stood upwards in order to make his path around the auditorium and thusly closer to the child. He walked in the shadows, arms crossed and eyes closed, a small smirk printed across his confidant face. He heard the speaking of another, but it seemed to echo across the entire building, much like that of the small brown box’s that lined the walls of the asylum, if this were true then maybe every building held this small box too. Eventually he reached the stage and stepped upwards onto it, still keeping calm and still, he walked on the other side of the large red curtain that dangled from the ceiling, behind the stage. This was quite conveniently just as the other boy was walking along the other side of the curtain and thusly just as the boy uttered the words Spooky Girl, Winston stepped out behind the boy, quickly placing his hand upon the boy’s shoulder.
“Perhaps.” He said abruptly and without any form of prior warning, “However these things are a simple matter of opinion.”
Re: YAY! Stage PROPS!... (Open.)“However these things are a simple matter of opinion.”
He didn't flinch when the strange hand landed on his shoulder or did he turn around for such a matter. A soft smile spread across his lips his eyes glanced at the stranger's hand listening to his voice. Very trusting was this boy with his silly stage props. Holding up one finger into the air with a tilt of his head, a moment of clarity could be seen presence. " I'm guessing you didn't like my performance, then again it's merely in jest and then again I might be jumping to conclusions. Your definitely not the Spooky Girl maybe something a bit more serious to stasfiy.
We make ourselves a place apart,
Behind light words that tease and flout,
But oh, the agitated hear
Till someone really find us out."
It seemed to be a reading of something it didn't seem made up or contrary to his wild imagination of surfing horses and ring-a-ding kings. He took a step forward simply slipping past the deliberately placed hand and it's tenuous grip. His gaze still was looking for the Spooky Girl, "Oh Spooky Girl where are you? I didn't know ghosts were so hard to find. I'm guessing with them being all transparent and the whole floating through walls."
Blinking a couple times the person behind had briefly skipped his mind in the search of Spooky Girl. It was rather rude just to ignore a potential new friend or acquaintance. Taking a couple steps forward he sat at the edge of the stage. He lifted his hand up waving the stranger forward in a invitation to sit with him. "Oh by the way the reading was from Revelations by Robert Frost.The name's Lucian Wilheard by the way. It's not a play... What's the word starts with a P ends with a M?" He thought to himself he was well at a lost for words looking at his feet dingling at the edge of the stage in puzzlement.
Amber Ramius Gothic Lolita Cutie, Nephilim Kanami Miyamoto "I search for The Truth!"
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(10/5/06 5:44 pm) Reply
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"Spooky girl? I rather like that nickname, it's much better than the usual ones I get but that's besides the point!"
Feedback again, the sound of someone adjusting a microphone and then muttering something about stupid electronics. In her hiding place, Kanami mused over her new nickname: yes, so much better than Stalker, Strange Girl, Spy...and the like! And then, she waited, hearing another voice and of course seeing it on a monitor! Kanami grinned before speaking into the mic.
"Oho! Looks like we have another unknown person in our midsts! If I'm correct you must be Winston. Such an English name too! Ah well!"
Pause followed by the whimsical sound of a xylophone tune!
"Welcome and hope you don't mind the silliness. Now you, Lun-Lun, what makes you think I'm a ghost?"
Re: YAY! Stage PROPS!... (Open.)"Welcome and hope you don't mind the silliness. Now you, Lun-Lun, what makes you think I'm a ghost?"
"Well, Spooky Girl I hear your voice yet there isn't anybody there. So, I'm guessing your dead or disembodied also you seem to know my name without meeting me. I'm guessing you got some ghastly knowledge from the great beyond or something. Anyways, that's why I think your a ghost. Winston that does sound rather English they have great tea, " he said.
A deeper ponderment into his thoughts going over a old flim he had saw at home. The Wizard Of Oz a soft grin came upon his lips almost has if he had finally figured it out. " I know your some old guy speaking behind a device of some sort. You wouldn't happen to have a scarecrow or a lion back there.," Actually if there was a lion back there she probably would of been mauled. " Maybe a couple flying monkeys those things was awesome. Your not the witch are you if I sprinkle water on you will you melt! Anyways, Spooky Girl you can come out from your hiding now."
Leaning back slightly on the edge of the stage, then leaning foward placing his chin in the palm of his hand. Looking upwards at the ceiling of the audioturium. It was apparent the wheels in his head was turning to a conclusion, then he blurted out. "I've heard of hide n' seek, but this is starting to get ridiculous. That's it hide n' seek! Come out where ever you are Spooky Girl!"
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This was a frivolous and rather unneeded exchange of words. This woman speaking to a child through use of a technological device was only returned with simplistic and yet idiotic retaliation. Whoever this simple-minded fool was seemed convinced that this woman was in fact a ghost and even when given the proof that she was in fact not he then made a second even more far-fetched assumption. Winston did not accept his offer to sit down and instead began to walk up and down the length of the stage, one foot cautiously in front of the other, he would spin around and begin to walk backwards though soon stop in the centre of the stage. He seemed to retain perfect balance all the while; obviously he was well trained in virtually every aspect of etiquette behaviour. All of a sudden he would draw a Luger from his holster with his left hand and bring it upwards into the air, his right hand would slide down along the top of the weapon in order to move a trigger as he pulled the weapon upwards in front of him in once swift and fluid motion. His right hand now poised delicately on his waist he held the weapon out in front of him, his legs spread apart but still in a firm stance, gazing down the barrel with a soft smile. It was pointed directly towards the glass window that led into the auditoriums announcement chamber and although the window was mirrored this was where he was fairly sure this woman was. He would gaze at where he assumed this woman was before giving a soft sigh of a chuckle as he holstered his weapon once again, turning to the boy and not back to the window again. “The wizard of Oz.” Winston said in return to the boy’s comment, “A grand piece of entertainment and a state of the art piece if I do say so myself. Oh the awe and wonder of coloured movies it brought with it. The dawn of a new age. I was glad that I was there to see it myself.”
Amber Ramius Gothic Lolita Cutie, Nephilim Kanami Miyamoto "I search for The Truth!"
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(10/7/06 8:05 pm) Reply
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"Ohhh, fans of Oz I see! Good, rarely meet those types around here. Well, I'm no wizard and I'm not simply behind a curtain. I am where I can be and I will always be with an eye on thee."
Ah, but where the spooky girl would appear will probably be the most surprising and unexpected place. There was a small mechanical sound and a click before all becomes quiet. A moment later, a square near the center of the stage slides open and a girl climbs out without much effort. She stands in a sort of introductory heroic-like pose before pressing a small button on her watch. The compartment slides to a close and the stage becomes seamless and smooth; as if the compartment never existed.
"Too bad I wasn't a ghost, I would've made more of an interesting entrance. Ah que sera. Nice to meet you both newcoming people!" Says the energetic girl, her hair in twin braids and wearing (for some strange reason) a pirate-wench costume.
Re: YAY! Stage PROPS!... (Open.)"Ohhh, fans of Oz I see! Good, rarely meet those types around here. Well, I'm no wizard and I'm not simply behind a curtain. I am where I can be and I will always be with an eye on thee."
" I hope not that can be rather embrassing to be spied on all of the time. It's actually pretty creepy if I do say so myself anyways Spooky Girl." He looked around the audioturium to see if he could spot the deceptive woman, then there was a opening of stage or perhaps space when she stepped out. Scratching the back of his head for a moment. " I guess it's always the last place you always look."
Too bad I wasn't a ghost, I would've made more of an interesting entrance. Ah que sera. Nice to meet you both newcoming people!"
"I figured you to be more transparent or pale. Atleast your alive that's something to be cheery about. It's nice to meet you Spooky Girl. I'm Lucia... Wait you already know my name how is that Spooky girl? Are you psychic?" He said cluelessly his light blue eyes glistening with curiousity to exactly where did she get the knowledge of well his name. His hand moved from the back of his head to infront of him as he stood from the stage. "Anyways it's nice to meet you new-coming person."
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Winston would snarl softly, this girl was in the most ridiculous of locations proving his theory incorrect and this other boy was surely enough a complete moron. Moving his wrist in a circular motion he caused his luger to spin around on his finger, easily catching and slamming it inside his holster before buckling it into place, he wouldn’t need his weapon for now. The eighteen-year-old male would bring his hands upwards and simply clap, slowly. Not in a sarcastic comportment however, far from it, it was in jubilation, that he might be proven wrong for once in his life. “I must congratulate you upon your skills of stealth” He said in congratulations, “I already know that you know of my name but I feel the need to introduce myself in a correct manner.”
He dropped down to one knee and bowed downwards and held his arm out to one side gracefully. He smiled warmly but kept his head downwards in respect. Afterwards he would stand, still smiling yet not quite as much as he had been when his hair had been covering his face. Of course his hair bounced back to its natural shape, his yellow eyes gazing down to this intriguing new child. His gaze however would fall down her body and at this his eyes needed to widen in order to take in what he was seeing, his normally thin straight lips would pucker in utter confusion and, had this been an anime, an oversized blue bead of sweat would have dripped down the side of his forehead. “Might you explain to me why you dress in the attire of my most hated enemy?” He asked accusingly, he seemed slightly angry now that he had realised what she was wearing.
Amber Ramius Gothic Lolita Cutie, Nephilim Kanami Miyamoto "I search for The Truth!"
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(10/10/06 11:49 am) Reply
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"Aye! Not a psychic, not a mind reader. I'm a lot of things but not those," Kanami said to Lucian, enjoying speaking in riddle-like fashion. It confused the hell out of most people and she enjoyed reactions the most.
"Call me Kanami, though I commend you on giving me a nickname that doesn't imply that I spy on people. That's just silly!"
She particularly enjoyed Winston's reaction for some strange reason. He had introduced himself and suddenly his expression had changed (AFTER he had taken a good look in the wench outfit she wore-pervert) to one of confusion.
“Might you explain to me why you dress in the attire of my most hated enemy?”
"Eh?" Kanami looked down at her dress, spinning around once. "Oh this thing? Found it in a huge box of costumes beneath the stage. I was going to appear in a fairy attire, but that's way to damn girly."
No, she didn't answer his question correctly but it seemed she wasn't interested in answering what she doesn't know...yet. In a flash, the girl pulled off of the pirate wench costume and tossed it to the side reaveling her own clothes; pink hoodie, blue jeans and still keeping the bandanna in her hair.
"It's good to meet some new blood around here, I rarely get to hang out with others," she lied with a smile.
Re: YAY! Stage PROPS!... (Open.)"Aye! Not a psychic, not a mind reader. I'm a lot of things but not those."
He looked up scratching the back of his head and a shrug of his shoulder. " Alright atleast we know you're not dead. You would make a great ninja being all shealthy and stuff. I'm more of a pirate guy myself more rough-housing nice out-fit by the way." Commenting on the pirate wench outfit. " I find them rather fascinating to be honest. Black Beard is my favorite."
"Call me Kanami, though I commend you on giving me a nickname that doesn't imply that I spy on people. That's just silly!"
"Alright Spooky Girl Kanami," he said with a smirk he's not dropping a nickname so quick.
"Eh?" Kanami looked down at her dress, spinning around once. "Oh this thing? Found it in a huge box of costumes beneath the stage. I was going to appear in a fairy attire, but that's way to damn girly
He wasn't surpised to the answer to the question. Not one to comment on playing dress-up they was in threaterical settings and he was the ring-a-ding king a not to long ago on a surfing horse. Glad, however, that she went with the pirate outfit when she did her sudden flash-like change he got a peek at her real attire. The pink-hoody, jeans, and the oddly placed bandanna. "You've been depiratlized."
"It's good to meet some new blood around here, I rarely get to hang out with others," she lied with a smile.
A tilt of his head to the Spooky Girl. "Well, you certainly make a impression. I bet your quite the prankster."
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OOC// I apologise for my sudden departure but it was needed of me.
His face would change ever so slightly to a tint of red as he heard this wrench’s answer to his question, he did not easily show anger and so controlled his rage quickly, his face changing back to its soft pale skin tone after he had returned to breathing at his standard state. What sort of strange world was this where even those who threatened to endanger his overseas trade routes have more freedom to talk than even he? Oh how he longed for his home. Winston however would only chuckle softly to himself, his reaction a lie in presence of his true feelings for the matter. “Such a clever child.” He said with a soft smile, reaching out to ruffle up her hair patronisingly as he stepped past her and towards the edge of the stage.
“And such a experience at hiding.” He continued as he turned slowly around to study this area with more detail, “Keep it this way.”
Winston placed his hands on his waist and stared back at this girl, his words were cryptic and yet filled with cruel intension and though not enough to rightfully convict him. This was the way he liked to converse with those below him. He changed his line of sight to look down forth towards the child standing next to him, he smiled and placed his hand upon his shoulder before bringing a single finger up across his cheek creating an almost invisible red line where his nail had dug into the flesh.
“You are not one of the field of mental thought.” He quoted observably, pinching and moving his fingers up close to his face to minuscule area of blood that he had scratched out within his grasp.
Amber Ramius Gothic Lolita Cutie, Nephilim Kanami Miyamoto "I search for The Truth!"
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(11/7/06 12:51 pm) Reply
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Winston had ruffled her hair and of course Kanami's expression was one of annoyance. Her brother did the exact same thing to her, remarking how cute it was for her to be gung-ho all of the time. She wasn't a little kid, goddamit! However she would answer him, her annoyance masked with a grin.
"Always will. I have been given the gift of searching for truth, so I will always do what I must in search of that treasure. Like a pirate but much less pillaging and plundering."
And then something caught Kanami's attention, it was the way he spoke, the way he moved. It wasn't as if he said something strange, it was the way he said it that made her nervous. And maybe the fact that he ws a little spooky, turning his attention to Lun-Lun. Very few people on campus did that to her, and it seemed she found another to fit that rank.
Note to self: Might want to add Winston to the blacklist.
Re: YAY! Stage PROPS!... (Open.)“You are not one of the field of mental thought.”
Much like a paper cut Winston's scratch did go unnoticed. Lucian was watching him different to this man's belief and Lun-Lun sereprate to Winston's view of him Lucian was very intelligent. You wouldn't know it from his talkative, ridiculous and sometimes preposterous parts of his personality. Stereotypic view was always a bit of a humorous subject when it came to him. Still, Winston was truculent yet had the idea of him being somewhat dominus in nature founded by his reactions with Spooky girl and himself. "Fuddy-Duddy," he said bluntly in the direction of Winston it was a somewhat old term to describe a bore or snob.
"Always will. I have been given the gift of searching for truth, so I will always do what I must in search of that treasure. Like a pirate but much less pillaging and plundering."
He stood from Winston moved down a couple feet. If he had gotten the insult he might react in a severly disgruntled way or smug it off. "You could of fooled me Spooky Girl. I would say you was making a mental book or just somebody who was having a discovery channel special on the school," he said with a smile on his lips. "You must be fun on the holidays."
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The boy’s blood dripped and dispersed away from in-between Winston’s fingers and finally disappeared from sight. At least now he knew that this school was not a part of his imagination. It was a small grasp at hope of this idiotic school not even existing however for that to be true he would have had to think it up and for him to think something so foolish was beyond even him. That was for the peasants, those he lingered amongst even now. He looked up at the two children and smiled back at them, he then began walking along the stage, walking off of the edge and dropping off so that he could now walk up the isle. He turned around and slowly lowered his body into one of the seats; he continued to watch the two from afar, still smiling in a way that would not show his true intentions. He then afterwards sneered and leaned back, tilted his head back and closing his eyes, he had had enough of these children and needed a few moments simply to relax less he break down with the stress of yet another day mingling with these morons. He tried to focus back towards a more happy time in which life was simpler and he was treated with the respect he deserved. Yes this was a very happy thought for Winston. “Fun?” He said aloud, almost dozing off in the process, “Fun is for those who deserve it.”
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