Tenma Tendo

Persona: Winds of Change

@PandaBrady Cool, I'll have a post up by the end of the day.

Persona: Winds of Change

@PandaBradyIs it okay if Kanna and Kaze meet again during lunch? Or should I just wait until after school?

Beyond the Gate at World's End

Kaleo Yuna

Group 1
Location: --- || Action: --- || Mood: ---

Interacting with: --- @Mae, @Paddiecake, @Orpheus

Completely unaware of the events that were taking place, Kaleo's small pale body remained motionless, her mind stuck in the realm of dreams. Heh. Depending on how you look at it, she might have been more safe there than in her own body...

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Farran Parisa

Group 2
Location: The Ground --> The Forest || Action: Checking out the World Beyond
Confident

Interacting with: Melanie @Mae, Castiel @Fox of Spades, Lloyd @SilverDawn

"Y-Yes, I'm okay! But why do you keep calling m--" Farran was cut off bu the sound of said man falling right beside him in a similar fashion. He wanted to ask if the other was okay, but seeing how he was much more worried about Lloyd and his elbow, it was probably safe to say that Castiel was alright as well. Not to mention Melanie's 'graceful' fall on the side of him being quite the spectacle. "A-Are you alright?" He questioned shakily as he tightened his blindfold with both hands.

Looking back over in the direction of the strange monster, Farran could only furrow his brows at his way of speech, although it wasn't visible. He was still a little upset with how the man laughed at his and his friends misery, but knew that it wasn't anything to be too salty about. However, despite this, the silver haired boy seemed to be able to understand what he was trying to tell them.

It was clear he wanted something from them. He wanted them to follow him, to help with some sort of task. And with Castiel's questions, Farran felt like he could somewhat piece together what was being asked.
"No, wait a minute." He started with no stutter, standing up in the process. "I think he wants us to follow him. That witch he mentioned might be planning some more stuff to do. Might it be better to go with him and see if there's anything we can do about it?' Farran questioned as he already started walking towards the creature, his boots giving off a little 'squish' with every step he took. This creature had to be good; from his body language to his words, following him had to be the right choice. Farran nodded confidently to himself as he walked through the hoe in the wall and into the forest.

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Wakana Sakura

Group 4
Location: Will Tree Field || Action: Searching || Mood: Scared --> Confused --> Unfocused

Interacting with: Rowan @Kore and Diane @Moonlit Sonata sorta

Wakana felt like she wanted to die. She never thought that she would have to go through another experience like this ever again, but here she was. Unable to take much more of it, the ginger curled in on herself, crouching down to the...floor...and hugging her knees. The tears wouldn't stop, regardless of how much she tried to hide it.

It was only when she realized she wasn't alone that Wakana lifted her head. That's right. She was with someone that was actually pretty cool, someone that didn't see her just for what she was. In attempts to find salvation within Gas Mask, Wakana was about to move towards her, possibly hug her and explain her odd behavior. But before she even had the chance to do so, the world around her began to crack. Not even just the train, but even Gas Mask, her belongings, everything, even herself. Hairline fractures snaked around her legs, quickly rising and becoming a pattern along her skin and clothing. In far too much shock to comprehend what was actually happening, Wakana let out a shrill cry, tightening the grip on herself she originally had.

Unfortunately, this only seemed to prove fruitless as the increased tension only seemed to make her shatter within herself much quicker than expected, following the rest of the world in one beautiful crescendo before dying down to nothingness.

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Wakana assumed she had gotten her wish. She honestly thought she was dead or at least floating within the realm of purgatory. However, the sound of the wind blowing in her ears as well as the grass tickling her skin and the sun's rays entering her blurry eyes, it was safe to say that she was at least somewhat alright. A soft groan escaped her lips to show that she was awake, as she brought a hand to her head only to touch something with a texture akin to gelatin. A little less freaked out then she would have been if she could properly see, Wakana slowly sat up, shaking her head quickly in hopes of relieving her face from the gooey jelly that covered her. Everything was still bleary and hard to see mostly because her glasses had been who knows where, but she could still pick out the voice and appearance of Gas Mask, who was currently waving at her. Not wanted to appear as rude, Wakana waved back before placing her hands on the ground and sifting through the grass and jelly in hopes of finding her glasses.

☽ Remedy, a Summer Camp for “Wayward Juveniles” ☾

Fei Tendo and Emilia Tendo

-- Day One || Morning || The Mess Hall --

Fei looked back over at Mason, tilting his head a bit as he took a moment to process what he was being asked; it was a common thing for the boy to do, and only something his sister and stepparents have fully gotten use to. With a slow shake of his head, the boy began.
"Y-Yes...but she's my b-big sister..." He clarified, clutching Emilia's sleeve tightly as he did so. Said girl smiled sweetly in the process, giving Fei a quickly pat on the head before bringing his attention back to Mason, who seemed to be going through something himself.

And although she didn't want to admit it, Emilia couldn't help but see a little bit of herself and her brother in the taller male. It was painfully obvious that the other was confused and scared, unaware of what was right and what was wrong. He was almost like an infant, someone that needed to be taught through new surroundings. He was like them, despite their differences. It also made more sense as Mason was showing more qualities of his soul, that being a little more bleak and appearing far more insecure, rather than the man she originally met; it was almost refreshing to see, reassuring that Emilia and Fei weren't alone on this new experience.

The twins remained quiet as Mason questioned while Tempest answered, with Emilia pipping up once Mason's spiel was directed towards them.
"Oh, it's Emilia and Fei." She began, thankful that they're past their little argument from earlier had quickly subsided. "In my opinion, I'd think that it really depends on who you're asking. It's good to be mindful of if someone use to be entirely normal before something or someone screwed with their lives. I appreciate that you approached the topic like this as it isn't rude nor aggressive." She continued, nodding in approval. "This is all really new for us too, you know? In a world where we can pass off as normal children, despite knowing the truth is much more...hollower, I can agree with how you feel. Everyone kept growing, while me and my brother stayed the same...but by coming here, we hoped to find people like us, like you, who feel out of place. And although you're a little sleazy, I hope we can get along since we have common weaknesses." She concluded before scratching the back of her head in slight embarrassment. "S-Sorry, I don't usually talk like that..." She smiled beofore taking Fei's hand and rolling his shirt sleeve up to his bicep, revealing balled joints at his wrist and elbow. "So, we have a witch, two dolls, and..." Emilia trailed off, wanted Mason to tell them what he was. It might have been a little sudden, but she hoped that with her little speech, it would give him enough courage to be more open about his insecurities and to be true to himself.

@candlelitcraft@tybalt capulet

☽ Remedy, a Summer Camp for “Wayward Juveniles” ☾

@ReusableSwordThat would be awesome! But probably not anytime soon. I'll definitely keep that in mind though! Their bodies work a lot like Alphonse's armored body in FMAB, so so long as the changes are done to their current bodies and it doesn't extremely alter them, then it should be fine^^

☽ Remedy, a Summer Camp for “Wayward Juveniles” ☾

@CollectorOfMystYes...yes she did. :o

But in all seriousness, since she's a doll and doesn't necessarily need to breathe, she'll sometimes say the actual word instead of doing the action itself.

☽ Remedy, a Summer Camp for “Wayward Juveniles” ☾

@candlelitcraft lol, yeah, I thought it would be cool to actually give every character a 'soul color'. Rainbow fits Tempest so well imo xD

Beyond the Gate at World's End

Apologies, I'll try to get a post up tomorrow!

☽ Remedy, a Summer Camp for “Wayward Juveniles” ☾

Fei Tendo and Emilia Tendo

-- Day One || Morning || The Mess Hall --

Emilia could only initially quirk her eyebrow at Mason's response to her. How would he know that Tempest had gone here before if he himself was new to the camp just like her? While she was confused about that revelation, her anger got the better of her as she crumpled up her and her brother's cabin assignments as well as schedules when she balled her hands into fists.
"It's called looking for a purple lanyard, smartness...were you even paying attention? Heck, you could have just went to the table if you really needed it..." She grumbled under her breath before looking back up at the sickeningly handsome Mason. It was definitely clear from where she stood that his soul was an ugly, putrid gray, something she wouldn't want to be around for long, but there were a few specks of yellow and blue in there, which probably meant he wasn't too bad. That wasn't going to stop Emilia from continuing however. "Huh? Me? Jealous? Why would I be jealous of some stuck up prick who can't use common sense? She's way out of your league anyways!" Emilia was planning on saying more, but her focus was shifted to the rainbow colored soul, Tempest. It was quite odd to see a multitude of colors so evenly split between one person; she had to be special. Emilia couldn't help but delay her response to stare just a little bit longer. "... ... ...Since you've been here before you should know that appearances can be deceiving. And I am thirteen if you must know. Now, if this man could go shoo for a few minutes, I really want to ta--" Before she could finish what she wanted to say, Emilia felt a light tug on her hair. Eyes twitching ever so slightly, the girl turned, only to see her slightly taller brother standing beside her. "What are you doing here? I thought you were saving our seat?" She questioned, her earlier annoyance disappearing entirely from her voice.

Fei tilted his head ever so slightly before he finally opened his mouth.
"...A lady said her feet were hurting..." He answered, causing Emilia to facepalm. She couldn't help but adore his kindness, but now they were stuck having to find another seat.
"Sigh, it's fine, just don't wander off, okay?" Fei nodded slowly in response before looking up at both Tempest and Mason. A bit confused as to why they were looking at them, the ruby-eyed boy bowed slightly.
"H-Hello Mister...Miss..." He greeted before Emilia whispered how he didn't have to be nice to them.

@candlelitcraft@tybalt capulet

Afterlife: Dead Sun

The spirit held onto the fatty flesh of its master for dear life as said man let out a scream filled with rage and hatred. If they weren't able to get out of this, they would probably be dead for sure; how the Horned Guard planned to do it, the spirit was unsure. Well, it was unsure until it started to feel the intense pulsation coming from it's right. With no time to actually react, the spirit felt itself being whisked away by a sea of dark red. It couldn't see anything, not even the ground, that is, until contact was made with a squishy sponge-like surface that managed to cushion its fall. It originally thought it to be one of the Horned Guard's organs, but in actually it was it's fallen brethren, who had happened to be there at the time of their demise.

Horror covered most of the spirit's lacking face, as it quickly scampered off the dead spirits and clapped its hand together, almost resembling a prayer. That could have been it, but now, this spirit was one of the lucky ones. Unfortunately a price came with surviving, as the spirit watched in cold silence as the Horned Guard began to gurgle and choke on his own blood, its head and body folding into and toppling over himself. It was a sight that the spirit never expected it would see. Just a few minutes ago, the same guard had been torturing them, putting them though mindless labor for the sake of his own enjoyment. But now, he was receiving all of the karma that had built up towards him. The spirit couldn't help but feel bad, not for the agonizing pain the horned guard was being put through, but rather, what the surviving spirits would do after this; it was all it could think about.

Before it had the chance to even react to the death of its master, a disgusting noise followed by a pungent odor assaulted the spirit's senses, to the point that a wave of dizziness washed over the spirit of a few seconds. The blood and inner organs were already pretty bad, but this put it to a whole other level; one the spirit didn't even think was possible.

Too disgusted to get any closer to the putrid stench of its master, the spirit watched from afar as the Horned Guard turned a powdery white before disintegrated from its prior form. As the powder began to scatter about, the spirit caught sight of a few glittery orbs of light where the evil man had use to be. Unaware of what they actually were, the spirit could see its brethren scarfing down on the quickly dwindling orbs. And unbeknownst to itself, the spirit's body moved on its own, unable to stop its desire to receive it's fill too. It was almost as if the orbs of light were calling out to it with it's sheen and surprisingly delectable shape.

Now directly in front of the milky orbs, the spirit wasted no time and gave in to its desires, dropping down to its knees and choking down one orb at a time, savoring the flavor that came with each one. One by one, it..wait no...she continued, but by the time she reached five, her body was not what it last remembers.

Alas, her glowing white skin was replaced with similar milky white skin, although not glowing. Empty sockets for eyes became larger silver, or where they light melon, colored eyes. There came a nose and a mouth, and even clothing that made her more than easy to spot in what was now more of a puddle than a sea of blood. And while all of those things had been striking, what surprised the girl the most had to be her hair. It was wild, white, and fairly long. Did consuming those orbs really add all of this to her?

Still attempting to understand what just happened to her body, the girl looked up to the sound of an androgynous voice followed by a more animistic growl and a robotic hum. Her eyes first landed on the one holding up what appeared to be a lantern emitting a green glow. Other than their skeletal face and more defined body, the one with the lantern didn't look any different from their previous forms. They were calling for allies...and by allies, did that include her?

Next was yet another skeletal being, except this one was much more akin to a beast than what the spirits originally use to look like. It was scaly and on all fours, almost looked as if it was wearing armor. It's sunken green eyes were more than enough to tell the girl to keep her distance.

Lastly came a mechanic man, covered entire out of armor. She couldn't see a face, not any parts of his body...only a voice than barely sounded human. They way it vibrated just seemed different in comparison; maybe due that mask he was wearing?

Unsure of it herself, the girl that has previously been on her knees stood, only to fall back down a few seconds afterwards; thankfully her landing was dry. Unable to comprehend what was happening, the girl's gloved hand slowly moved across the side of her body. By the time she reached her lower back, she let out a wince before pulling back her black cloak and revealing a pure white, bushy tail. Was this why she was having a hard time standing? Well, she's never had a tail before, so that could be the reason; it's very much possible that it could be affecting her balance.

Lowering her head in slight frustration, the fox girl reached up only to rub again a pair of ears; most definitely hers. So she wasn't as humanoid as she expected, and it was proving a disadvantage to her from the get go...great.

Looking back up at the others there to see if they could possibly help her out, she was met with the sight of the mechanical man rushing toward the four-legged beast, blade in hand. So, where they not allies? Hadn't they just defeated the Horned Guard mere minutes ago together? Too confused by the circumstances, when yet another creature emerged from the rippling lava, the girl let out an icy breath she hadn't known she'd been holding in. What emerged already started coming for them...they had to get moving quick!

And with that, the fox attempted to get up again, this time with much more success. Her frame involuntary shook as her tail and ears shot straight up, as if struggling to keep her balanced. Alas, as she took a few steps back, the girl stumbled backwards, landing right on her bottom...