misplacedspirit: (» never be a guarantee.)


G-g-great.... good chance of me not being about to trance sleep tonight....

...or all this week, for that matter, at the l-least.

...A-anyone know the n-name of a good locksmith...?

misplacedspirit: (» don't tell me i'm out of line.)

Okay. For the record.

1. Meditation is awesome as long as you don't do it for a month straight.
2. I don't think the world's going to end, but last I checked we're still pretty much on the 'oh fuck' side.
3. I really hope my friends haven't gotten weirder in the past month.

So... uh, everyone? Mind checking in with me, confirming you haven't joined the Undead Soceity?
misplacedspirit: (» hmm?)
Hmmm.

Such a very strange card. Yet it's the proof I wasn't hallucinating that night.

...This place seems to confuse me more with every passing day.
misplacedspirit: (» shooting way too high.)
School's about ready to start back up, huh...?

Back to the normal brand of crazy, I suppose.
misplacedspirit: (» i can be anything i want to be.)
*Sup guys. If you're out in the city on New Year's, you might spot someone. They keep to the shadows, or in crowds, generally trying to blend in. One place you might fight them is Domino Park, crouching on a branch of the tree.

You can come bother them.*

misplacedspirit: (» gonna make me stronger.)
*For those of you sleeping, wandering the dreams of others, with none to call your own, you might stumble across something immensely peculiar.

You seem to be in a domed room, it's very dark, with only a few hanging, overhead lights to light up. Although that seems to be only in the entrance. As you walk into the domed room, you have this
eerie feeling. As if you're connected to one place, and yet another at the same time. Compare it to a feeling when you wake up after a long sleep. You wonder the day, the time, unsure of where you are. In a nutshell, it's like that. As you move into the infinitely large dome, you see things flashing by on the walls - or are those giant screens? - bits of colorful imagery, a few stop. Faces you might recognize, locations you might be able to pinpoint, and conversations you might recall having, once upon a time.

One picture flits by. A young boy with silver porcupineish hair in a Ra Yellow outfit, clutching a book as if it's his lifeline. It dissapears if you try and look at it closer.

There's an ooddly illuminated patch of space further up. If you make your way toward it, you'll see more activity here, several pictures zooming in, stopping. To be connected together with arcs of purple electricity, only to zoom off gain, the entire process happens faster than you can tell.

In that illuminated spot of light is a young man, long silver hair flowing over said chaing, his eyes closed, focused. What appears to be a faint purple glow coming from his hands. The feeling of wondering where and when you are, and even if you're in two places at once, grows even stronger.

If you venture this far, do you dare approach Mon Millennia?
misplacedspirit: (» call it a crazy dream.)
...Again?

Dammit, Universe, are you just that bound and determined to off us humans off?

....

Nov. 4th, 2008 05:24 pm
misplacedspirit: (» ....what?)
...That..

...n..no.

Dual Post

Oct. 30th, 2008 12:37 pm
misplacedspirit: (Default)
Journal Post

...Woah, that was weird.
------------

Event Post

*Hello there folks. Mon's in Domino Park, sitting there, almost unmoving. In fact, unless you knew better, it'd almost look like he wasn't breathing there for the briefest of moments. He has a small stack of books he's purchased beside him, but it's clear that's not the focus at the moment.. though one is open in front of him. Investigate?*

((As always, refer to which part you're replying to.))

misplacedspirit: (» i can be anything i want to be.)
Hm... Maybe Souha's right. I look a little too ragged...

On the bright side, I seem to be picking things up abnormally fast! Dunno what's been making me like this... but I think I like it. It's a lot easier to understand things now.

Hm... but now I'm bored. What to do.. what to do..

Event Post

Oct. 26th, 2008 07:48 pm
misplacedspirit: (» hmm?)
*Also known as 'The 1st Unofficial Meeting of the 'Underappreciation of Necro-Demonic Entities And the Deceased club, or UNDEAD.

Lame jokes aside, a nerdy boy is waiting in Domino Park, it's just after sunset. He looks, quite effectively, like hell, his eyes are somewhat sunken, and he generally looks ragged, though he's trying to make himself look nice. And, in the light of some of the street lamps you could swear the boy's eyes glow just ever-so-faintly.

Basically meaning: Rosuto(Or Mon, depending on what you call him) is waiting for Souha at the agreed place and time.*



misplacedspirit: (» call it a crazy dream.)
...Man, it's boring in here, when you've talked to all you can talk to, it gets boring...

I mean, hell, not even a duel distracts me... but hell, I guess a duel could be good...

I don't know... I feel as if I'm missing something important... like something's going on behind the scenes...

Event Post

Oct. 16th, 2008 01:18 pm
misplacedspirit: (» call it a crazy dream.)
This is the Gym.

This is Mon. Or Rosuto. However you know him by. He's going to be looking at his notebook full of stuff.

It has words. Words about things going on.

He scribbles things out, writes things, think think think...

goes back to writing, then nods to himself.

Who dares bother him? Mun is bored and he has a free period so let loose.

misplacedspirit: (» call it a crazy dream.)
Eh... scarce evidence so far, from what I found about this...

And it's not like I can find anything else, with us being cooped in the gym and all.

Ugh, not my day...
misplacedspirit: (» shooting way too high.)
*Hello, people. It's Sunday. No school. Winrar.

If you're in Domino for the day, as you're waking, you might pass by the park. There's a crowd gathering there.

If you approach, you'll see two people, one is you NPC, the other is Rosuto or, for those who know him as such, Mon. Both seemed focused on the center of the circle.

In the circle is a Familiar Knight. Mon/Rosuto's standing there, as he holds out his hands, delivering a speech, the wind almost dramatically blowing his long grey hair back.

"There is but one force in this world greater than life, and that is death, and the life after it! I call you forth from your eternal slumber, to fight this battle!"

Blue flame pours out of his hands as he grins to the sky. The flames
coalesce and form into Zombie Warrior.

"Now, let us fight as one!" Mon shouts, as he swings about and points dramatically at the Familiar Knight. There's a few 'oohs' and 'aahs' in the crowd, as Zombie Warrior rattles, moving swiftly forward, engaging the Familiar Knight in combat."

Shall you investigate this? Threadhopping encouraged.*

Chapter 2

Oct. 11th, 2008 08:51 pm
misplacedspirit: (» call it a crazy dream.)
So, that was certainly interesting....

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