He couldnt hear anything that the false king was saying, not even the barest whisper. It was only the lack of reaction, only his body relaxing even more, that told him he made the right move. His ploy had been believed, his ruse. Part of him remembered thos elong days, those times when he truly felt at home with the man in his arms.
Part of him wished from those memories to jsut go away, but truly they could not stop the tears that were showing at the corners of his eyes. Even the touch as the king started to sway in his arms, the feeling of his hands in his hair, was not enough to pull him from his mind set.
Leaning back some, he followed the kings dance. Swaying some, letitng him set the pace. Letting him lead. He was the king, right? He would give him this last pleasure. Hands soon crawled up from where they settled, bushing up Thackerys sides. Over his arms... settling for a moment on his shoulders. Their arms tangled.
He had to do this. He had to. Swallowing deep, he was suddenly thankful for one thing... that he could not see. Was there a way to stop feeling? He hoped so.
Im sorry.
Reaching out some, he snaked his hands around Thackeys small neck, and squeezed as hard as he possibly could.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2013 8:01 pm
As there were no visual or auditory clues in which to glean the passage, or at least the tracking, of time, Belladonna instead continued to sit on the floor, back pressed to the throne. Talking to herself yielded nothing and while thought was at least one comfort from going mad in this pitch black and soundless room, it was also the thing currently driving the faerie to aforementioned madness. What could she have done differently? What could any of them have done to prevent this, to change things? If they had fought harder would it had made it better, or would it have made it worse? Questions with no answers, false memories and his voice repeating in her head Was I not enough...? All thoughts were abruptly cut off with a sudden force around her arm that was strong enough to pull her off the ground and mostly up on her feet. With no bearings she tried to find the source that deemed her a fun new toy, to grab on and reclaim her footing. One hand did find something, but it was just cloth on a person and that answered no questions. And in the dark she could not know to mask her frightened expression or that she should try to hide it from that which held her. But maybe it was better to show her new captor just exactly how scared she was.
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This stumbling was not working very well.
Where was she going? Groaning in displeasure, she reached up to hold her head and found herself missing entirely, totally disoriented by the fact she couldn't see her hands, couldn't hear her hands move, couldn't even really orient herself no matter how hard she tried. Nkosazana grumbled, lowering her hand down until she reached her temples, and rubbed them, almost wishing it would make her vision clearer.
But it was hard to make anything clearer when she was in the dark.
If this was how things were to end, with her losing every bit of her senses until she finally blinked away ... perhaps it was fitting for someone who was only a fragment of someone else. But she couldn't let herself think that way, not now. So many had worked on naming what The Voice was, leaving their guess in whatever form they could think of, whether it be by her way, or by ... whatever other way the people who stumbled in the direction she had come from would.
Had they even bothered to leave their names for him? She supposed she wouldn't really know, only knowing people were even going in that direction due to the grazes by people she felt with her hands and feet.
And now she didn't even know what the original direction was.
Deciding to find the wall and settle herself near there, Nkosazana settled herself against something that felt hard and solid, and...
...waited.
There wasn't much else she could do with no eyesight.
Perhaps someone she knew would manage to stumble upon her. That was, perhaps, her one hope. Maybe she would have a chance to reflect on what had happened with someone else before she gave her final punch into The Voice's gut. Or someone else did. Honestly, so long as it went down, she didn't truly care how it went down.
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Name: Nkosazana HP: 25/25 Kingdom: Silver Rank: Wild Card Miasma Color: Silver Appearance: Nkosazana is a very tall humanoid-looking female, coming in at a perhaps daunting height of 6'3". Her skin is rather dark, with violet eyes and dark hair. She wears rather rustic looking clothing, perhaps making her obviously Silver. Now that she knows the truth, all of the smiles and gentleness seems to be gone from her face, replaced with a determination in her eyes and a bitter tone to her voice.
Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2013 8:02 pm
For the second time on this day, a creature wrapped around him, curling around his limbs, holding on for dear life, as false as their life was. There were teeth-- sharp ones, razorblade edges and hollow points, repeatedly driving into his skin.
Ashford was unsure what he was fighting, but he had no interest in continuing it. He flung them towards the chair, if it was the right direction at all, prying the teeth and claws and grips off of his body with the force of a dozen men and little else. Brute strength, at least, had carried over to this falsehood of a world.
He wiped at the blood dripping from his arms, and ducked to write his answer, for the throne demanded a name.
Ash wrote in blood:
SANDY CLAWS.
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There was a small pause there, but Shun was glad that she seemed to be able to get what he was doing here. While he was glad that she could understand, he was soon bombarded with a bunch of letters in return. He wasn't quite that good with it just yet and so he missed a fair bit of information.
The Reaper furrowed his brow, trying to break it down, but unfortunatey, he just got what seemed to be a bunch of letters that didn't really seem to make any sense together.
....
He just decided to not respond. Hopefully she hadn't asked a question in turn.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2013 8:04 pm
He realized all too late he'd gotten the placement all wrong with that. Well that was.. awkward. He hoped the feeling was still conveyed even if he had fumbled a fair bit with it. Perhaps, perhaps not. She hadn't suddenly jerked away from him, which was probably a good sign. He'd take it as a small victory for now.
Then again, maybe it would be worse if she realized it was him. Which... as she managed to catch one of his arms and began writing on oe of his uncovered forearms nod simply nodded.
Wait... she couldn't see that. Idiot. Oh that thing in his head never hushed.
He waited for her to finish before shifting to catch her hand before she moved it, intending to use the same method to communicate a reply. A simple 'yes' seemed to be enough. Then a second thought and he added her name as well. Few would know it, certainly she'd believe him, right?
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Name: Molan Current HP remaining: 25/25 Character kingdom: Silver Character's Miasma Colour: Silver Character description: There is no real life left in the faded blue eyes. The bright brilliant blue now a grayed hue almost. He was covered in a pale gray garb, a scarf wound loosely to create a hood. His face shadowed. His clothing was simple, so simplistic. His hair loose in the back. There were no ties, and little beauty was left. Merely the white haired man waiting for the end. He cares not for your battle, it's obvious such things no longer matter.
He carefully moved around the table, holding on to it's ledge as long as he could before moving away.
And very abruptly stubbing his toe on something and falling forward to his hands and knee's onto a set of stairs. What were stairs doing in the middle of a room? Well, only one way to find out, though if he climbed them and ended up losing his sense of smell as well he might just lay down and give up.
Climbing the stairs proved to be almost pointless, however. When he reached the end there was nothing to be found, and he sat down on them to think some more.
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Character Name Alexander Current HP remaining: 25 Character kingdom: Creation/Om Character's Miasma Colour: Green Character description:b tall, pale skin, dark hair, red eyed dhampire in some kind of thieves garb idk
The sudden shock that came with her senses being taken away from her was something Vanya wasn't expecting. She stumbled around in the dark and tripped on grooves in the floor; but found nothing else.
Remembering the table was on his left, he turned left this time. Not a few steps he made, he stumbled over something again and even worse, he fell down. He turned back and touched the thing that made he tumbled. Grooves! With decorations. The decorations were in so much fine details that he couldn't make out what were the patterns.
Where's the Voice?
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1- 20: You stumble over ornate grooves on the floor. They yield nothing however, upon contact.
And then it was blackness. Tomoko would have gasped as her vision left her, squeezing Erebus' hands as she carefully reached out into the room to find a solid surface to press her palm against, and following the wall carefully. She suddenly jerked, righting herself and stepping back into Erebus behind her, her breath quickening slightly, before she bent down to feel what she'd nearly tripped over, touching it carefully.
Grooves in the floor. Did they lead somewhere?
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She felt around slowly until she came upon what felt like a pillar and THEN she stumbled into something....liquid.... Keeping calm she continued on.
She bumped into something that once she had run her fingers over felt like a table. On the table...a book perhaps? yes ...she felt the pages carefully. Well that wasn't going to help her.
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The Black King’s gesture was familiar. Wilson smiled. “You know, you never did right me that dirge, especially considering I’ve already died once.” And then he stumbled backward from the hit. He crashed against a wall, and as he turned toward the side, his teeth gritted together, he noticed a familiar Silver. A gloved hand reached for to clasp her shoulder lightly, briefly. He placed his other hand over his wound and squeezed his eyes shut before stumbling back to his feet.
He stood taller and rolled his neck. “That was a pretty good hit,” he admitted. He could see the Violet King out of the corner of his eyes while the Green and Gold Kings moved onto different targets. Wilson hummed while examining his wound. “I’m afraid we may be in for a long battle.”
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Ofelia decided to properly look around for things. Instead she was still really blind in the dark and just stumbled over stuff on the floor. Not cool floor, not cool.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2013 8:09 pm
While attempting to not walking into the walls anymore, or walk into anything anymore, and for some reason her Belladonna sense was still tingling like it was on fire.
She approached something - a throne? She sat it, pretty comfy.
Call out a name, was that what was written there? Ofelia couldn't read braille though or letters with her fingers so she was just making it up.
So to show she had no idea what she was doing she traced the letters she wanted to use out of the sentence to spell the name
MERLIN.
Because why not.
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It would all be okay, the tender touch familiar against his skin, insisting as much. Thackery smiled, the most genuine smile on his lips in a long time, and tilted his head towards his Queen to steal another kiss.
But the hands found his neck first, and his eyelids shot open, eyes wide with a look that could only barely encompass the loss. Something felt like it was shattering. Everything was really broken, and there was time to remember, but not time to fix everything now, was there?
His hands shakily slipped over Remi's, his mournful stare fixed upon eyes that couldn't see how much he'd hurt him. There wasn't anything left.
He didn't want to be the True King of a bunch of broken pieces.
There was a small pause there, but Shun was glad that she seemed to be able to get what he was doing here. While he was glad that she could understand, he was soon bombarded with a bunch of letters in return. He wasn't quite that good with it just yet and so he missed a fair bit of information. 
