Tulpamancing Roleplay: An exercise in visualization.

[Jax]

(("Hmmm... Looks like something out of 'Alien'."

 

Is... Is that all one bug...?

 

"I'm fairly certain I could kick its ass... Asses? How many asses does that thing have?"))

[G+3]

(( [Two... I think... um... not sure. :D Yay for multiple anuses!] ))

[cruse]

I could have said "less than your mum" but that'd be too mean.

[cruse]

Vixen will turn into half dragon unwillingly if she let her Urge goes above 12. And a full dragon that will berserk once it goes above 22. It decreases over time so Vixen will have to be careful when using pyromancy.

 

Besides, Vixen's backstory will cause Vixen to avoid turning into half dragon in the first place.

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|Aigis|Vixen|

 

"Well, this bitch got big boobs and mouths eh?"

 

Aigis replied bluntly. Speaking of boobs, how the fuck did she jump so nimbly around with those luggages?

 

"This 'ass-hole' here is Aigis Paulownia. The engineer of Albion town. You?"

 

Aigis emphasized on the swear word that were used to call him. After the introduction, Vixen finished covering herself up with cloak. Although the cold does not effect Vixen in the slightest, she still wanted something to cover herself. Thanking Miah, the half dragon started explaining the whole story behind her true nature.

 

"The group of assassin who attacked us were from the cult that goes by the name 'Yami-Hikaru'."

 

"Them AGAIN?!?"

 

Aigis interrupted. His anger showing through. He's through with being composed. Vixen's eyes were sorrowful, this cult have been interfering with her life since she was born.

 

"This cult is behind the downfall of many town. You'd probably never heard of them though, they rarely leaves evidence behind."

 

Vixen paused. Tears trickled down her face.

 

"I was captured as a test subject for a project that seeks to create a half breed between beast and human.

 

I was kidnapped from my normal life when I was a child. They put me in a dark room, strapped to a wooden bed. I wasn't the only one in the room. Many came before me and I heard their cry in the very same room I was held in."

 

Vixen seemed to have calmed down a little as she spoke. But her state of mind isn't any better.

 

"I couldn't keep track of time. Everyone in the room was crying. Every once in a while, a scream of the others will get louder, and died down. As each voice died down, another scream would came up closer to me. The cries faded as each scream went silent. Until the whole room was silent."

 

The stress on Vixen mental state is beyond understandable. She could easily snapped, and let her primal instinct take over as she shut herself from the truth. Vixen is not a weak-willed women, but her experiences was beyond torturous. She faced her painful past bravely, and it is not easy.

 

"I was the last test subject. The cultist approached me. I couldn't remember if I was crying or not, but I remembered a strange object in the cultist's hand. It was a silverly slime, stored in a flask. The slime was moving in the flask, as if it's alive. The cultist took out the bung sealing the flask, and poured the silver liquid onto my chest."

 

Vixen touched her chest. It is smooth and free of scars. The knife that had plunged into her lungs were pulled out sometimes during her flight and the wound have already healed. But the mental scar she received in the past is still there.

 

"I felt as if my whole body was burning as the liquid forced itself into my chest. It felt like the liquid was trying to crush my heart. My whole body felt nothing but pain as I lost track of time.

 

I couldn't remember what happened after this. I think they have brainwashed me and turned me into one of their half-beast warriors. I spent most of my life killing anything they told me to. I also learned about alchemy and studied in secrets somewhere in those periods.

 

One day, I was ordered to accompany a group of new half-beast warrior as a field test for their research. It was far from the cult's hideout so only those capable of flight and a few number of Light assassin that could teleport were involved. I charged into one of the house, impaled a man through his torso with one of my hand and crushed his heart with another. Then, I saw his face.

 

He was my father."

 

Vixen never let her past haunted her, but this kind of past cannot be simply forgotten. Vixen continues;

 

"My memory returned after that, and I promised to myself to tear the cult apart. I killed all of my former comrade and returned to the cult reporting that the new group of half-beast were too weak and was killed. I also found out that many others have regained their memories and so I started a small group of rebel. We couldn't do much since most of our members were low ranking fighters, until Cruse and Chloe came along."

 

"You mean those two?"

 

Aigis interrupted, he remembered the boy saying he was involved in the rebellion, but didn't realized he played a key role.

 

"Yes, the boy with blue hair and the girl with red ponytail. Cruse have the ability to teleport almost unlimited number of people anywhere he had visited or know of, while Chloe possesses the strongest shadow entity in her body. I decided to start a rebel after that, but I underestimated the cult."

 

"So the plan you had in mind didn't work out and everyone died, is that it?"

 

Aigis interrupted. Not wanting Vixen to recall yet another painful event. Aigis know the magnitude of guilt that one have to face after making a decision that costed the lives of many. At least he could spare her from this. Vixen only nodded, and continue explaining.

 

"Only three of us survived. Cruse and Chloe went into hiding while I returned to the town that I killed my own family. The Albion town."

 

Vixen, chuckled weakly as she looked up into the sky. Tears trickled down her face.

 

"Ironic isn't it? I wanted to atone for what I did by saving this town. And now I have to run away because I ended up turning into a half-dragon and crushed another man's heart in the very same town."

 

Vixen fell to her knees as tears ran down freely from her eyes. Her eyes are blank. However, Aigis held out his hand in front of Vixen, and said;

 

"Get up Vixen. Now's not too late."

 

"The whole town knows what I am, it's too late."

 

"No, not that."

 

Vixen looked at Aigis. What could he mean by 'not too late'?

 

"You promised to yourself that you will tear the cult apart. You can still keep it."

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Well, that was longer than expected.

 

Vi: you should be a writer.

 

With all those grammar mistakes? Nah.

[G+3]

((Nice... And sure, I could proof read for you Cruse; I do writing myself and am quite the familiar with the practice.))

[Jax]

Miah was now convinced: the entire world had abandoned any sense of rational or sensibility. What had just entered Miah's ears was incomprehensible. Had she suddenly been transported into some sort of fairy tail? Granted, the Ranger had lived a slightly interesting life, but hers was one grounded in reality.

 

This woman was involved in secret cults, mutation experiments, and some sort of half-assed rebellion. Then their was the fact that she also had the ability to sprout wings, grow scales and claws, and rip a man in half. Oh, and don't forget about her engineer, unflappable lover. What the fuck was going on?!

 

Miah took a moment after Vixen was done speaking and looked out over the lake. There was silence as the wind blew through the night. The moon reflected quietly over the placid water, effortlessly. She breathed deep breaths. She had to take a moment to think. The breeze ruffled her hair and gave her goosebumps.

 

She wanted no part of what these people were involved in. She had her own problems, her own business. Of course, her comings and goings were nothing compared to scale of what she had just heard. 'Get out', part of her said. 'Keep to your own business.' She had no debt to these people. It would be dangerous to get involved. Still, they had nowhere to go, and that struck a chord with Miah. She knew the feeling all too well.

 

The Huntress had no desire to be caught up in this seemingly ill-fated rebellion Vixen spoke of. It wasn't her place. However, her conscious would not allow her to let them wander aimlessly. She sighed. Reflections in a pool. Zen.

 

She would take them to Tirith with her. After that, they could either follow her and go by her rules or take their leave and follow their own path.

 

Turning back to the two, she spoke, "It seems to me that you are in a bit a bind here. Here we are, out in the middle of nowhere, and I doubt either of you are comfortable in the wilderness. I am, and I'll offer my services. I have business of my own, but you are welcome to accompany me. However," she raised an authoritative finger, "if you do choose to follow me, you play by my rules. What I say, goes." The breeze caught her attention again. Her finger was painted with blood. She remembered her shoulder. The pain returned. She would need to set up camp and set to work bandaging it. Disinfection would also be in order.

 

With a grimace on her face, she turned and walked towards the tree line. Whether the two behind her followed was their choice. As she walked away, she spoke. "To answer your question, Aigis Paulownia, my name is Miah Kuroha, or as some call me, 'The Demon of the Leaves.' However, at this moment in time, you can just call me 'Your Best Shot'."

 

With that, she entered the forest.

[Jax]

((I keep on wishing that other people would join in on this. I think it would be fun to have more characters. I know it seems a little silly, but this has helped me with visualization and I'm having a lot of fun with it. I see "Guests" viewing the thread a lot and I wish they would consider joining.

 

"I'm having a lot of fun with this too. It's fun to step into this world every once and awhile. Jax gets a little obsessed with checking the thread for updates, and that can get annoying, but overall I enjoy it. I don't know why others wouldn't try it."

 

I think it may be because we are already forty pages in, and that seems a little daunting, but still, I do think it would be beneficial for others.

 

Rant over.))

[cruse]

BTW, do you guys think I went overboard with the story?

[Lacquer]

Monitoring "Who's Online" is a bit creepy, if you think about it, assuming that's how you can see who's viewing.

[cruse]

well, The member's name appeared in the bottom anyway.

 

Can't help but to see it no?