01-31-2021, 11:23 AM
It was a black, inky thing, the Abyss. It was somewhere you were caged, somewhere you couldn't breathe, sleep, choke, die. It was an endless torture of nothing, sitting upside down in a cage staring down at the ground. Nothing, yet everything, existed in this moment. And they had caused this, they had. They knew who caused it, because it was murmured on the cries of other prisoners. Their eyes turned away, the dull vision searching for light, a shift in the ground, anything. Smooth black.
A herd of the black bat-hounds screeched as they arced past, and they flinched away, snapping their eyes shut and their shoulders folding in on themselves. And when they opened them, it was sun. Sunlight, blinding them and searching their eyes. They rolled onto their right side, ears flattened against their head as they slowly stood. There wasn't much they understood, but what they understood right now is that they were free, free of the Abyss. They didn't want to stand there and wonder how or why, but rather they began to walk and wander.
It was, well, freedom, after all.
But they were different now, they sensed. From what they once were, and what they existed as now. Some kind of raw anger ate at their insides, a hunger for.. was it blood? The tang and iron in it.. the spirit shook their head, continuing to wander, dragging their paws. The foliage underneath their paws, the wind as it ruffled their fur. They couldn't smell, anymore, though. They couldn't smell the wind, what it brought with it. But it was quiet, now. Quieter then the moans and screams of the prisoners begging for release.
Their eyes drifted down, to where their paws met the ground. It wasn't quite.. touching. It was touching, but they couldn't see the contact upon it. They were see through, if that's possible. They lifted one to their nose, staring at it for a long moment, before exhaling. They continued to walk through the foliage until they came upon the huts. But as they ventured further in, it became more and more apparent no one wanted to speak to them. The NPC's didn't even look at the spirit as they walked past them.
Their head turned, ears lowering. A faint, bitter taste of anger came up in their throat. Why couldn't they be seen?
// they're basically invisible! those who can sense spirits / auras can "see" them
"SPEECH"
A herd of the black bat-hounds screeched as they arced past, and they flinched away, snapping their eyes shut and their shoulders folding in on themselves. And when they opened them, it was sun. Sunlight, blinding them and searching their eyes. They rolled onto their right side, ears flattened against their head as they slowly stood. There wasn't much they understood, but what they understood right now is that they were free, free of the Abyss. They didn't want to stand there and wonder how or why, but rather they began to walk and wander.
It was, well, freedom, after all.
But they were different now, they sensed. From what they once were, and what they existed as now. Some kind of raw anger ate at their insides, a hunger for.. was it blood? The tang and iron in it.. the spirit shook their head, continuing to wander, dragging their paws. The foliage underneath their paws, the wind as it ruffled their fur. They couldn't smell, anymore, though. They couldn't smell the wind, what it brought with it. But it was quiet, now. Quieter then the moans and screams of the prisoners begging for release.
Their eyes drifted down, to where their paws met the ground. It wasn't quite.. touching. It was touching, but they couldn't see the contact upon it. They were see through, if that's possible. They lifted one to their nose, staring at it for a long moment, before exhaling. They continued to walk through the foliage until they came upon the huts. But as they ventured further in, it became more and more apparent no one wanted to speak to them. The NPC's didn't even look at the spirit as they walked past them.
Their head turned, ears lowering. A faint, bitter taste of anger came up in their throat. Why couldn't they be seen?
// they're basically invisible! those who can sense spirits / auras can "see" them
"SPEECH"
LEND ME YOUR HAND AND
WE'LL CONQUER THEM ALL
[size=9pt]BUT LEND ME YOUR HEART AND I'LL JUST LET YOU FALL —— INFO
WE'LL CONQUER THEM ALL
[size=9pt]BUT LEND ME YOUR HEART AND I'LL JUST LET YOU FALL —— INFO