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| The Rainbow Carnival; No Unicorns. | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Dec 1 2013, 04:34 PM (4,618 Views) | |
| Azeron | Dec 1 2013, 04:34 PM Post #1 |
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![]() A tourist spot for all the people from different lands. The surroundings of the Carnival is covered by drifting rainbow colored clouds like cotton candies. Edited by Azeron, Dec 22 2013, 04:57 PM.
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| Tarrant | Dec 2 2013, 04:11 PM Post #2 |
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Tarrant arrives in the Carnival to enjoy the day after selling a lot of hats. Not really planning which ride should he go, he roam around to find something interesting. |
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| Ankoku | Dec 2 2013, 05:01 PM Post #3 |
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Traipsing through the cotton-candy wisps of fluffy meringue clouds, the dark woman seemed out of place in the festive aura of the carnival. It was almost as if there was a small orb of dead space around here, that clung to her skin like a sickness, and caused many if the purer, more wary individuals, to avoid her like the plague. She smiled bitterly at the thought that perhaps she was earning a reputations for anybody that she supposedly 'loved', being strangely injured and/or killed soon after. Taking a lonely seat on one of the many benches, Lust kept her red gaze low, silky hair shading her eyes and face. Edited by Ankoku, Dec 2 2013, 06:14 PM.
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| Tarrant | Dec 2 2013, 05:31 PM Post #4 |
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As the hatter moved around the festive land, he feels calm and content. He revert back into his normal look without even knowing. He casually walked around while enjoying the smiles of people around him. He then notice a woman sit on the lonely bench. She seems to be all alone and have no one to talk to. Wanting to talk to her, he casually sat down on the bench without her sensing his presence. After a long pause, Tarrant said. "Mighty lonely place for someone to be on a carnival. You hear on your own?" |
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| Ankoku | Dec 2 2013, 06:14 PM Post #5 |
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Looking up lethargically at the voice through a waterfall of spun black silken hair, the black clad woman gave Tarrant a dull look, not in the mood for talking. She merely felt like being an observer today. Nodding slowly, she clasped her hands in her lap, and refused to meet his gaze. Lust was hating her eyes again, and the way they looked like a startled deer in headlights when she was shaken from her thoughts. She was hating their cursed color, and her cursed sins. But then again, what else could she do about it, other than suffer it in silence and pleasure herself with the same thing that cursed her? |
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| Tarrant | Dec 2 2013, 10:18 PM Post #6 |
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"Hey? Are you alright?" he said when he saw that she wasn't looking at him. He then move her spun black silken hair aside so that he can see her face. He frown as he notice that she has a beautiful face. He tuck her hair over her ears and said. "Why hide such pretty face?" he said as he move back into his sit. |
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| Ankoku | Dec 3 2013, 10:18 AM Post #7 |
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Ankoku turned her face from him, but didn't flinch when the man moved her hair. She was used to the touch of others by now. "I am fine, thank you." she lied smoothly is her soft, rich voice. Her voice was deeper than most women. If she was part of a choir, she would have been an alto voice. Lust chose to ignore his final comment for the moment— any answer she gave now, would most likely come out embittered.
Edited by Ankoku, Dec 3 2013, 10:19 AM.
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| Aozora | Dec 3 2013, 12:40 PM Post #8 |
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At his age, Sora never felt a kind of happiness as a child. Seeing the carnival, he was filled with joy, acting all childish and all. He calmed himself down and enters the carnival, "Woah, such a majestic view, so this is a carnival?" he said as he looks around in wonders. Examining every view of his surrounding, he sat down for a moment. |
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| Tarrant | Dec 3 2013, 01:36 PM Post #9 |
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As she said it, he knew it was a lie. She did the same body language most woman do when they are lying. Although, he was nobody to her, he can't help but feel worried about her. He looked around and said. "Why are you just sitting here? Don't you want to have fun?" He asked her. |
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| Ankoku | Dec 3 2013, 01:50 PM Post #10 |
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"A sinner can't enjoy herself by any other means than her guilty pleasures." she replied softly, adding on in a barely audible tone, "That's why I come here. To watch what I cannot have." Lust sighed, noting the looks that people were giving her again. They were of fear, worry, disgust, and from some, desire. She couldn't free her mind and enjoy herself here, which is why she preferred to see the pleasant expressions of the others— the normal and the happy, enjoying themselves without the judgement of others. |
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