Post by misery on May 28, 2011 19:40:00 GMT -5
real big fan of yours ,
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"I am in misery
There ain't nobody who can comfort me.
Oh yeah.
Why won't you answer me,
The silence is slowly killing me..."[/center]
quite the joke to you ,
[/color][/font][/center]"so, hon. welcome to the distorted world.
what's your name?"
"..I am simply called Misery, the witch. As for the witch part..it is merely because of my use of dark magic."
"ey, that's pretty cute. how old are you, and where are ya affiliated?"
"Truthfully, I am not sure when I was born..It was about September 13th. My memory betrays be as well...being frozen makes me lose track of time. So I would guess I'm at least over 25 or so. And..affiliation? I have none, I'm just neutral."
"young'un, are you? well then, i can deal. so... how bout you and me go on a date?"
"What? Ha! You must be kidding. You aren't my type, and I'm sure no one is. I don't have much a preference when it comes to boys or girls anyways. Not sure what I like."
"aaand.. what is your specialization?"
"Well...I'm not one to get up close and fight. I just tend to float around as my Dark Magic protects me and takes out my foe. I'm no healer either...dark magic is only to destroy."
"cool, cool. i guess you're a little talented filly? i like 'em like that."
"Hmph, the desperate one aren't you?."
kissed me in your room ,
[/color][/font][/center]"and on to the second section! how tall are you, exactly?"
"Questions...questions..*sighs and floats slowly up in the air seeming just laying down on the air itself* I guess I don''t have much else to do these days. I say I'm about 5'0."
"ah, just three inches taller. hm. so, what's under your clothes? not that i wont find out for myself."
"*flips up in the air, and glares at the man with a slight tinge of a blush on her face* You best change this subject, before I find it fit to send you to the labyrinth, or just get rid of you myself.! (A slim build, without much muscle or fat.)"
"okay, sorry. let's talk about some.. non - crude things? what's your personal style?"
"*sighs, rolling her eyes and she floats backwards into her laying position.* Thats better...I guess you could say I don't have much of a style. But I mostly just wear a green tank top with dark blue jeans."
"hey, you look like that celebrity... what was the name...?"
"Celebrity? I doubt that, though I consider myself to be one. I am, after all, Misery: one of the few humans with great magical powers." (Misery from "Cave Story")
"right! i remember now. you look just like them. except better, heh heh..."
"*groans but doesn't bother moving.* Something must be wrong with you...I'm not worthy of such praise."
replied i love you too ,
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"soo, do you like or dislike anything?"
"I don't like much of anything, I hate most of the people and things I have ever known. I can only think of about three things I like, and their people. But don't go thinking I'll tell YOU who they are. But one thing I will tell you is..I mostly just like myself."
"ohmyjonas, me too! wow, thats such a coincidence. so have any dirty habits or secrets?"
"*blinks* Still trying to flatter me? Whatever, does no harm to me. And dirty secrets? *grins* I guess you could say I have a secret or two. I've been forced to work under a bunch of jerks because of a damned curse."
"coolness, yo. umm. home dawg. anyways. describe yourself."
"I'm not much to look at, I have pale white skin with a tinge of purple, which most people seem to find odd. My eyes are also are nothing special..just a simple redish-brown."
"like dude! we're so compatible..."
"I doubt that....I'm not compatible with anyone."
a little bit insecure ,
[/color][/font][/center]"okay, let's rush through this. i'm thinking dancing? then, we can talk about rooms."
"..I-i, what are you implying! I demand you cease this ridiculous act!"
"shh, if my boss knew about our secret romance... so. what's your heritage?"
"..I..i...Guh. Screw it. Anyways, heritage? *groans loudly* I don't have any family left except my Mom. But we don't see each other anymore."
"wow, your family would love me! have anyone else in your family?"
"Nope, just my mom...the rest of them are dead. My uncle Ballos died not to long ago...but his death was only GOOD for me."
"oh. sounds horrible. haha. anything else important happen in your life?"
"Strangely..I find my memory a bit hazy. But there's one thing I know I won't forget. I remember the demon crown. I had to serve whoever wore it because of my Uncle Ballos. I feel as though in a way its sort of my fault. I remember forcing him make the crown, even after all he had went through. I guess I was much more selfish back then. I've gotten a little better since then, but I still care more about me than I do much else. Doesn't mean I'm not thankful to the one who killed Ballos and freed me, I already saved his life. I can't really remember much else...just a strange floating island.
"hey, look! we're done. so, i would ask you on a second date, but i'm about to explode. no, really. please step back."
"...No one wants me around, hmm? I guess I have outlived any usefulness.*sighs and merely fades away as she teleports.*."
of this mistreatment ,
[/color][/font][/center]Name.Misery
Age.16
rp experience.About over a year or so.
rules.Yes, I've read them. I think I have a nice basic understanding of them all. ^^;; THUNDAGA
rp sample.It was a dark and clear night out in Yuguewood. The spirits that haunted the woods could easily be heard moaning and screeching. To a normal person, just seeing, much less HEARING these ghosts would scare those off who wandered near the woods. Most if the ghosts ghosts were said to be those of the fallen warriors from the 50-year war and the War of the Lions. As such, it wasn't a much visited location. Who would want to visit a place full of such dangerous ghosts? Nobody dare went near it during the night, and even the day.
This is why is made such a great hideout for Ajora.
Though, it wasn't really a hideout per say. It was a base of operations for her. She sat out in to moonlight that illuminated the gloomy forest. Ajora had nothing to fear, why should she? Any ghost that came her way could be be easily destroyed or banished. The spirits of the forest had quickly learned this nights ago when they sensed the silver-haired Ajora wander into the forest. The funny thing was, to Ajora at least. It was that the ghosts had never even got near her. She had to admit, ghosts had much better senses than when they were alive. They could easily sense the demonic power flowing from her..and it unlimited it power it held. It was a wild power, almost uncontrollable in fact. But Ajora seemed to manage it very well. Was so scared of he own power? Hell no.
Yet, Ajora sat in the forest in deep thought. She sat against a tree, one with a dark bark that towered over the few. Her long silver hair was out and flowed down the back of Ajora back. In fact, it seemed to be illuminated in the moonlight. But this was of course merely an illusion of the night, among with other things. She was in deep thought...though none of it had to do with the ghosts, or anything to do with this forest. There was one thing on her mind. One person. One Human. One FOOL! The one person who had beat her in the past 1,200 years. No matter how hard she tried to get him off her mind, the more he came back to it. He was an annoying bug that needed to be squashed. Normally, Ajora would have been quick to do this..but there was on tiny problem with that..
Ramza Beoulve, the human who had beaten her..was supposedly dead.
At least, this is what the church had proclaimed..and the rest of the people in Ivalice believed it and followed along like the sheep they were. But..Ajora knew better...no. ULTIMA knew better! Ultima the Lucavi demon leader. She could sense it, that Ramza Beoulve still lived. Ultima was a proud and pride filled warrior and she didn't take defeat well. Ajora was quite the same, since their personalities had mixed. But..she couldn't sense that he was alive. It was just a feeling she had. One that had to be true. After all, if he was dead...she could never get her revenge.
Ajora cursed to herself in frustration, just thinking about this subject pissed her off. She slowly got up from where she sat on the forest ground, brushing off mud, dirt, and leaves and such from her clothes. She then quickly speed walked down the forest. Her anger was growing..and a green light seemed to envelope her whole body. It would be visible from quite a ways away. Ajora was fully aware of this..but she saw nothing to worry about. Who would go into a ghost filled forest in the middle of a full moon? Exactly. Ajora wasn't afraid of bring seen. So she merely continued her walk through the forest.
