Murder in Sylvania (Open Event)

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Re: Murder in Sylvania (Open Event)

Post by illirica » Sun Jul 29, 2018 10:16 pm

She was all alone here.

So very, very alone.

No one ever came close. Everyone went away. Even the ones who should have loved her -
should have didn't mean anything. They were gone, gone away, and she was very, very alone. Always alone

She wrapped her loneliness around her like armor, in the cold darkness of the room. No one noticed, though, because they weren't there. They never were. She was so very alone.

And so very hungry.

The hunger wouldn't go away, though. She couldn't make the hunger go away, but she could make the loneliness go away if she pushed it. If she pretended it made her strong. Maybe if she was strong enough, she wouldn't be alone.



Prism snapped back to herself, feeling... very strange. She'd been somewhere else for a moment. Someone else. And then she was back to herself, but there was something wrong with the room. It was hot and weird and distorted, and something was breaking and Prism didn't know how to fix it. Didn't even know what it was... but someone did.

The girl in the chair. She reached out and did... something, and the distortion stopped, leaving a bright golden patch in the middle of the room that Prism didn't understand either, but she understood that it needed to be there. It wasn't a bad thing, whatever it was. It kept the weirdness... manageable. Everything was still strange around it, but the strangeness wasn't escaping any further. The girl had put it there to stop the distortion, but she was thrown across the room. Prism had started moving towards her, not fast enough to catch her.

The girl stood up, crumbling debris falling off her and crumbling away even further, until it was nothing but dust in the sands of time. The girl's eyes glowed with bright gold.

Prism took a couple more steps towards her, cautiously, and all of a sudden there was a strange tingle in her spine.

And then the hurt. Like fire, but inside. Prism knew, without knowing how she knew, that it was going to get very bad, very quickly.

She had to stop the girl.

The girl who... she thought... might have saved them.

Prism reached up, taking the flower she'd tucked behind her ear. She had two of them, but one of them was supposed to be for a lost sister. This one, though... this one had been given to her. To do... whatever she wanted with. Whatever she thought was important. She winced, as the fire started within, but held it out. "Here," she said, softly, "I think you need this more than I do. Thank you. For your help. I'm sorry. I... I don't know how to help you."
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Re: Murder in Sylvania (Open Event)

Post by retrorocet » Tue Jul 31, 2018 5:43 am

Rebecca stood in disbelief. A golden scar hung in the middle of the room and filled the air with unease. That monster wearing the face of a teen girl stood back up.
debris disintegrated as it fell from this leaches body.

The sheer malice in the girl's eyes was enough to freeze Rebecca in her tracks. A strange sensation went down Rebecca's spine as the angry girl began to use her powers. Ghost flickered behind the villain with her hand on the villain's shoulder. The rainbow headed girl also offered this monstrous girl a flower.

What! Are the two of them trying to get themselves killed? Rebecca thought to herself. II got to save them!

Acting quickly, Rebecca pins Sahi to the roof and then shifts the rest of the room's gravity to an angle to force everyone else out of the door.

(If you guys want. I can change it to just me getting out of the house with the old woman. I was looking at my post and it looks controlling...)

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Re: Murder in Sylvania (Open Event)

Post by LunaHawk » Sat Aug 04, 2018 1:43 am

retrorocet wrote:
Tue Jul 31, 2018 5:43 am
Rebecca stood in disbelief. A golden scar hung in the middle of the room and filled the air with unease. That monster wearing the face of a teen girl stood back up.
debris disintegrated as it fell from this leaches body.

The sheer malice in the girl's eyes was enough to freeze Rebecca in her tracks. A strange sensation went down Rebecca's spine as the angry girl began to use her powers. Ghost flickered behind the villain with her hand on the villain's shoulder. The rainbow headed girl also offered this monstrous girl a flower.

What! Are the two of them trying to get themselves killed? Rebecca thought to herself. II got to save them!

Acting quickly, Rebecca pins Sahi to the roof and then shifts the rest of the room's gravity to an angle to force everyone else out of the door.

(If you guys want. I can change it to just me getting out of the house with the old woman. I was looking at my post and it looks controlling...)

(Nah, you're good)

The attack...stopped. The flower presented touched something in the creature that hadn't been there before, or was so deeply buried she had convinced herself it didn't exist. Either way, she was too surprised both by the emotion and by the offer and her concentration broke. She reached out almost impulsively and touched the flower. Then two individuals broke the moment. The flower was impulsively locked in temporal stasis when her fingers left the stem, hovering in mid air unable to fall or move. Her attention was taken from the flower by the girl who called herself a Ghost. She spun with a snarl as the moment shattered and she was reminded that no one, no one at all, could ever be trusted. Even an offering of kindness was just another trick. The rage that burned across her face was plain as day, betrayal written in her eyes.

She spun to face the ghost girl and at the last moment, side stepped away from the hand just as it went to graze against her so called clothing. The air around her shoulder flexed and warped for a moment as unreality and reality met in mid air, but she turned away before the ghost girl could fully institute her plan and shoulder armor and fingers parted. Then the gravity bomb hit and once more she was flung up into the air and slammed brutally into the plaster ceiling. Plaster fell free to the floor and cracks spider webbed out across the ceiling as the old structure suffered from strain it was never meant to take.

Sahi's eyes narrowed and she pushed her hands up against the ceiling and reached out with her mind. She felt for and found the temporal line of the support beams that held the majority of the front of the house up. The old wooden beams rotted away in the blink of an eye and the cracks on the ceiling spread with sudden rapidity to include the walls. A great groaning sound of a structure under a load it could no longer support came from the area around and above them. The house, more than a hundred years old as it was, began to give way. The cracks, small and thin to begin with, widened sharply as two halves of the house began to pull apart. This was followed by a resounding crack as the beams that held up the second and third floors of the house snapped away from the undamaged portion of the building and the entire front half of the house began to swiftly pancake in on itself. If the gravity bomb didn't throw the others out, they would all need to leave within moments or be buried under the collapsing weight of half a house.

Pinned to the ceiling by gravity Sahi consumed the ceiling in a circle around herself as well, debris collapsing through the suddenly opened portion of the ceiling disintegrated before it ever touched her, reduced to particulates and dust by its proximity to her as she fed on its energy to preserve herself against the same calamity she invited upon those who had attacked her. Even as the disaster was unfolding she knew she had to leave. Her plans here were foiled, her attempts to bypass her temporal drain's limitations by using her WIFI powers to tap into every house in the town. Her concealment here was over as well...but unlike past defeats she had learned a great deal from this one...and been reminded that people were liars. No one wanted to help her, it was just a trick. It was always a trick.

Sahi's body disassembled into digital blocks and vanished through a still active wifi port.

When the collapse of the house settled and the dust with it, it would revealed a stair case leading down and a single door locked shut with chains and padlocks.

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Re: Murder in Sylvania (Open Event)

Post by illirica » Mon Aug 06, 2018 1:02 am

The girl reached out and touched the flower, and for a moment, she was just that - a girl. Something changed about the flower - it felt lighter somehow, although Prism couldn't explain how or why. She smiled, tentatively, hoping for one in return - but the look that crossed the girl's face wasn't hope.

It was rage. She spun around suddenly, evading another person who'd come in, intangible hand. Prism thought she'd just been trying to be nice, but some people didn't like being touched. She might have explained... but then the bomb went off. Maybe it wasn't a real bomb, but it felt like one, and the whole world exploded, pushing her back with the force of its explosion.

"No!" she yelled, catching herself in the doorway, her arm cradling the flower to her body, protecting it for... well, she had no idea why. She hadn't really been thinking, at the time. She was thinking now, though, and she stood carefully, not with hope this time, but with all the considerable fury of an irate teenager. "What are you doing?! She was- you hurt her! There was no reason to do that! She needed our help and you ruined everything!"

She might have said more, but the house was starting to fall over. Prism gave the bomb girl a look somewhere between disgust and disappointment, then moved forward to support the old woman who'd let her in in the first place. "Come on," she said quietly, for her alone, "Let's get you out of here at least." She so did not want to talk to the others right now.

She made sure the old woman was okay, or at least as okay as she could be under the circumstances, and took a last look at the house as it collapsed. The others had gotten out, too, and there was a stairway going down.

Prism could have gone and looked at it... and technically she was curious, but she also felt like the more time she spent around these people, the more likely she was to get mad at them again - or madder, anyway - sot it was probably best to just... let it be. Let someone else handle that part. She glanced down at the ground, at her rainbow path leading back towards the graveyard, and started walking back that way.

The rainbow faded away, beneath her. Prism didn't really feel much like rainbows right now.
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Re: Murder in Sylvania (Open Event)

Post by Azra » Tue Aug 07, 2018 3:22 am

All Azra wished to do was reach out to be close to someone who probably didn't think anyone would ever dare to be. It made sense to the ghost as it was something she wanted, friends and support. To know that shit wasn't so bad thanks to company one could find. People were hurt by this woman and not all of them deserved the pain, Alezra couldn't be simply forgiving of that fact. It was however easier to hurt and be hurt, it felt good often times to the ghost understood. She wasn't aiming to attack but she was denied and then someone came in with an attack against the person. Maybe it was deserved maybe it needed to be done, who knew if there would have been time to test alternatives. Soon enough though it didn't matter and the house began to seemingly tear itself apart. It was all so familiar.

Someone being helped so Azra didn't need to get involved, so she mostly just got to watch. As for what was watched well it was another home torn apart by powers. Things blown apart and things caved in because the world was fragile and becoming like paper to forces that could pick it apart easier. She'd seen her home burn down, other friends homes destroyed, people who thought they knew right or those who didn't want to go. The sickening part was the lack of answers of what to do, who to help and how. Seemed so easy what was right might fail moments later, Azra tried to at times simplify it but it couldn't all be simplified. And while everything fell in on itself she could just stand there a sentinel amongst crumbling homes. Nails and floor boards passed right through her. Furniture that could have been crushing passed her by and then it was over.

Removing her phone Alezra looked to the wifi network and did her best to use that and the girl she had seen moments before trying to find a way to reach out before the signal was gone. "I was trying to reach out to help, I'm sorry it ended shitty ~Azra the Ghost" A text and email sent out in hopes it would reach out to the cyberspace vampire or whatever it was. "Be safe, call if you want." The ashen haired figure called out following up with her phone number before looking toward the stairway. "Should see this to the end I guess."

With that Azra would begin to head down the stairs, she'd try the handle and or knocking first. She was perfectly fine with just walking through any looked door if need be though. It seemed like people were saved and the digital being was gone, none of that gave answers though as to why any of this had happened or where the mysterious person may have gone.

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Re: Murder in Sylvania (Open Event)

Post by retrorocet » Tue Aug 07, 2018 3:57 am

Rebecca picked herself off the ground and dusted herself off as the house was torn apart. Nothing was left standing but the basement door.

The rainbow girl comment cut at Rebecca. She wouldn't have attacked if she thought she had a better choice. The look on that villain's face was pure hatred. Rebecca didn't want to take a chance with someone who could make a crack in reality. It just was a bad idea, but she still felt bad.

"I wasn't trying to mess anything up, but she would have killed us if I didn't do what I did." Rebecca said as prism walked the old woman away. "She was in the middle of using her powers when she sidestepped the ghost girl."

Not knowing what else to do, Rebecca looked at Concord who was standing there and the ghost who was walking over to the door. did I mess up? I just didn't want the two of them to get hurt.

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Re: Murder in Sylvania (Open Event)

Post by LunaHawk » Tue Aug 07, 2018 5:23 pm

If the two women chose to investigate further, ghost found the door easy enough to deal with. The door and it's frame we're so weakened by the damage to the house the door fell from it's frame at the slightest touch. The sky over Sylvania began to change as well, the darkness bled away, replaced by the cleansing light of the sun. As this occurred, everyone's time pieces jumped forward suddenly as the town seemed to take a 24 hour leap into what they had understood to be the present. Already people were emerging from their homes and upon finding the heroes began to shout encouragement and thanks at them, breaking out into an outright cheer as they realized their oppressor was gone.

In the cellar basement was a teenage girl in chains, her clothing dirty and faint bruises on her fair Persian skin indicated she had been there for awhile, though she was not malnourished and seemed to otherwise have been kept in good condition. She was presently unconscious and tied to an old wooden chair, long chains wrapped around her waist like prison manacles.

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Re: Murder in Sylvania (Open Event)

Post by Azra » Thu Aug 09, 2018 1:43 am

With the sounds of cheer and the like Azra took a moment to stop from looking into the state of the house for just a second. Heading over to whichever police officer looked most likely to be the highest in charge if not the chief himself. "We had help from the rainbow girl who went off. Please make sure people know that, here's my number, please give updates on the conditions of people here when you can." Azra didn't know if they were injured or not to be honest or if they would need help. She felt it important to stay informed however either way. Once done she went intangible again and between the flow of gravity and wind sort of just fell back into the stairway moving for the door.

"It's just Ghost. You did what you thought was right and would help, we all did." Alezra didn't know if it was right or wrong what any of them did. Was hard to know if they achieved anything or if things being normal was just an invitation for something worse to come along. Standing still wasn't going to achieve anything however so she went for the basement door that offered no resistance against her after the house fell in.

A woman sat chained and dirty but not starved or dead. The room was poorly lit and dirty and the ashen haired figure tried not to look to long at it all. She didn't like cuffs and chains, didn't like thinking what people did for control or what tactics they might use. "How can I help you?" The question was simple and gentle in efforts of trying to wake whoever the girl was. With those words however was Azra's hand looking to hold the prisoner's an action that also removed the shackles on said hand phasing through such binds. However tight or strong they were the ghost would be able to get the prisoner free of them.

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Re: Murder in Sylvania (Open Event)

Post by retrorocet » Thu Aug 09, 2018 2:21 am

A faint smile crept across Rebecca's face as the crowd cheered. Seeing all these people safe strengthen her resolve.

While taking in the moment, Rebecca noticed the ash haired ghost going down the basement stairs. Rebecca gives a wave to the crowd and follows after Azra.

By the time Rebecca descended the stairs Azra already had the injured girl freed. Quickly climbing back up the stairs Rebecca calls out. "Is anyone here a doctor?"

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Re: Murder in Sylvania (Open Event)

Post by LunaHawk » Thu Aug 09, 2018 3:32 pm

"She killed the town doctor." Someone replied to the gravity manipulator. The crowd watched and parted a little to make way for the heroes as they investigated the house. The few remaining police went about establishing a perimeter so the girls could work. Their leader simply nodded in acknowledgement of Azra's words.

Digitally disentangling was a disconcerting feeling, made more so by the dream like state Sahi found herself in. Everything was black and without form, there was no time, but there was time. The time and the non-time felt out of reach, as if covered by a thin layer of skin. It took her breath away. Her hands balled into fists as she thought about the girl with all the false promises and stayed that way when another girl with false promises matrrialized in front of her and her breath was stolen again, for a different reason. The woman had youthful features but ancient eyes. Her body was cloaked in time and shadows.

Sahi's Dreamworld eyes widened and the woman in front of her brought a finger to Sahi's lips. The touch was electric, like being touched by all of time, it was the touch of a goddess, of a monster, of a frightened child. "She." The woman urged. "They've found you."

Sahi wanted the woman to stay, she always wanted her to stay, but she didn't stay, she faded away. She always faded away.




The girl's eyes opened. For a moment she seemed barely aware of her surroundings as the chains fell away but her vision and mind cleared. "I'm.... I'm ok." she said with a voice like the desert, her throat a dehydrated parchment. "Is...is she gone?"

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