1. Contrary to popular opinion, werewolves and vampires can be friends under the right circumstances. So ask yourself, are these the right circumstances? If the answer is no and you are a vampire or you are with a vampire? Time to run.
2. Silver. Real silver: bullets and accessories. A silver chain makes a nice belt and werewolf lead. NOTE: if it’s not real silver, it will just turn him green. A green werewolf is even more dangerous than one that is not green.
3. Look werewolf directly in the eye and growl in your best pack-leader voice, “SIT!” WARNING – This tip from Hollywood Dog Trainer Cesar Milan is controversial, indeed completely unsubstantiated. If your voice is not firm enough in the heat of werewolf battle, there is the risk you will just make him madder.
4. Got a muffin on you? Get it out, fast. Nothing makes a werewolf happier than a warm, fluffy muffin. Be prepared, download my proven fluffy anti-lycan muffin recipe.
5. If you have been or suspect that you have been bitten by a werewolf despite taking all precautionary measures, then you need 10 gallons of colloidal silver water *STAT*. I would advise that you make your own, it’s just cheaper. All you need is a battery, silver wire, a piece of real silverware or jewelry, and a gallon of water.
If you don’t have time to make your own colloidal silver water, gather up all the silverware in the house and toss it into a hot tub. Soak your whole body – not just the bite – in the tub for one hour. This should be long enough for the silver ions to penetrate your epidermis.
6. If you can’t beat them – survive. When you get out of the tub, contact the other survivors at SOS for more advice. Life as a werewolf can actually be pretty good!
~~~ If The Werewolf Is YOU! ~~~
However if this is a bitten case, acquired lycanthropy will generally manifest by the next full moon or within a maximum of 28 days, according to the stages outlined below. Your first transformation is a very dangerous time – most new werewolves will not survive. So don’t be caught unprepared, read the advice and comments below.
In Stage II you will recover from this “cold” very very quickly and the bite mark will heal too. There is debate about whether it heals completely or leaves a telltale scar or “mark.” Maybe it depends to some extent on the size of the bite, this is unknown. If it does leave a mark, this is rumoured to serve as a sign to others re: pack affiliation. During this phase you will be almost supernaturally resistant to the cold, tempted to go outside without a coat or even a shirt. This is also not advisable. Especially if you are a girl. I’m just saying. You may have a sudden and inexplicable urge to run everywhere and yet never tire on arrival. You may try to lift heavy things for no other reason than to see if you can. Your sense of smell and hearing becomes acute – you may find you are able to identify people by odor or the sound of their footsteps even in very crowded rooms. Stage II should last another five days, again depending on the phase of the moon.
Stage III is the stage everyone thinks of when it comes to werewolves. The nails grow. And grow and grow. Did I mention that they grow? The hair grows too. The voice changes to a growl. And then there’s the anger! Being a werewolf is angry business. Even formally good-tempered beings find it impossible to not react when the flow of adrenaline-fueled anger begins coursing through their veins and their human side tries to rationalize it by pinning the reason on somebody else. So it’s very important during stage three to remind yourself that it’s NOT actually that #$%-ing clerk or that *&*^#& teacher or even that little brother – okay maybe it is that little brother – but NO! It’s just your body adapting to the increased adrenaline load that comes with becoming a werewolf. This stage lasts until the full moon.
Stage IV, full moon fever. Regardless of how you got it, inherited or acquired, the final phase and your first transformation begins the day before the full moon. Don’t remain stuck in denial. Get to work building that secure werewolf crib, complete with silver bars on the windows, a lock on the door and a stash of muffins on the bed. Actually scratch the muffins. I have since learned the muffins work on werewolves in human form. For the full moon, it’s all about the meat! As much as you can fit under the bed. No time to build a crib? There are reports of werewolves renting moving trucks and box cars and driving into the middle of the desert. Of course you’ll need a friend you can trust to lock you in!
And read on! There’s lots more advice, stories and tips below from other werewolves like you!
For more specific info about different kinds of werewolves, visit YourLupineLife.com.
You can also download a free app for iPhone, iPod Touch and iPad made especially for werewolves called Lupine Life made by my friends over at YourLupine Life.com, It will help you find out what kind of moon you were born under and what type of werewolf you might be. It also has a handy full moon tracker that let’s you find the phase of the moon for any date over a 200 year range.
Finally if you are interested in werewolves you will want to watch Survivor Louis Pine’s video series chronicalling his Lupine Life: “My Lupine Life” By Louis Pine
Or for further info, come back to SOS often, as there are often new findings submitted by survivors themselves. Here are a few popular links:
WEREWOLFGIRL describes a potion for non-genetic lycanthroporous transformation.
WOLF PRINCESS’ crib research links:
LYCANTHEPROTECTOR describing his three WW forms:
This list in eternal progress… check back often for updates.
by Seth Greening - Visit SethOnSurvival.com
i have something to offer you guys .. an opportunity but id also like to talk to seth about it because this is important
What kind of offer, Raidho? Someone cannot take up an offer if it is not told.
-Raven
Hail RH,
I am here, keeping on at odd hours while finishing a new app.
I’m very interested to hear this offer as you call it although the last survivor “offer” (see air quotes here) did not turn out as well – see enchanted shoe delivery – I still remember that epic dreamcation Beatles tour as one of the best. So? Let’s hear it!
Seth, keeping on
I need to talk to Lilith…
It’s really important…
Lilith your part of the puzzle…lf anyone gets the chance tell her I need to speak to her it’s about Dyensty
HERES RUSTY!
Is it odd that me as a human still posts under the ww page?
No
you cant become a werewolf if you want i know a werewolf potion it works cuz thats how i became a werewolf
i meant can sorry my spelling is bad sometimes
Whats the potion?
I posted it at the links a long time ago when it was 2014
What’s the name of it
Just look in the links cuz I can find it
Go to the first page of the links then go down and you will see the werewolf potion
Just go to the first page of the links go down and you will find it
Hail HGR,
Apologies for the delay helping out here. (I can’t make links on my mobile device, so any linking replies must be made from HQ, unfortunately so when I am on a mission linking replies are not made.)
Here are a couple of links to potion mentions on SOS:
WEREWOLFGIRL describes the potion for survivors:
http://sethonsurvival.com/monstrometer/werewolves/comment-page-186#comment-480717
http://sethonsurvival.com/videos/comment-page-6#comment-547496
Werewolfgirl’s search for Icefang and the Mark said to trigger your transformation:
http://sethonsurvival.com/links/comment-page-4#comment-470669
But please don’t ignore the warnings about becoming a werewolf. Becoming a WW by potion or bite attack is not the same as inheriting it. The condition is less controllable and follows an unpredictable progression!
http://sethonsurvival.com/links/comment-page-5#comment-471066
Thanks for keeping on,
Seth
I might be a werewolf, but, I don’t know. Can someone help?
Hello. Who am I, and what is this place? I just woke up in a cathedral. I don’t think that is normal.
–Chaos Alpha / Son of Night
Whats the last thing you remember doing?
uhhhh it you dont know who you are then you wont remember this website lies you know who you are
I hit the first link on my phone and typed in a comment. This was just under most recent. I’m happy the Internet is working, cause the phone is not.
course it does but so does everywhere else.
And Chaos we all recognize that you don’t have amnesia
Maybe you have amnesia, but im sure people on this sire will know about who you are.
hi um I’m wondering how to tell if I’m a genetic werewolf because i have never been bitten so can someone help?
Genetic’s not as straightforward. General signs are a connection to wolves, enhanced sight smell and hearing, werewolf parents or family stories involving wolves and complete or partial shifting.
Still the gene can be dormant for a very long time, part of the genetics it alters. So theoretically lots of people could be wolves and live their whole live never shifting never knowing. So you could be one. Good luck
Thanks fenrir that really helps
Thanks fenrir
LOLOLOLOLOL
Back Back I have Soap!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Back again to check in Spring has new life everywhere. Seth just a heads up there may be a few dozen Siberian Wargs loose in the northern US and Canada. At least I think that’s what 6″ canine footprints and dozens of uprooted trees means. In any case they won’t bother me.
Other than that the Air Elementals are out to play as well as a veritable host of creatures is moving through the forest in preparation for the Beltaine festivities I heard the Fae Queens are throwing quite the bash.
Wishing you all happy survival, except those who may challenge me of course. They’d be better off rethinking some things. see you later…
I have returned. With new secrets. Greetings again Fenrumahu.
alive still! But I have a question, what is the easyest way to become a werewolf at home with or without anything?
Hello its nice to see everybody again and hello to all the new people
Hello to everybody
Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha
I found Skoll. I found Skoll. I found Skoll.
yes yes yes.
I’m getting the band back together…
(please see Norse myth for reference)
SETH
You may want to know that there is a small but increasingly common risk of becoming a werewolf accidentally after receiving a blood transfusion.
With dormant WW’s relatively common and the red cross having no way to scan for the viral particles and magic. it is quite conceivable that someone could get a WW blood transfusion if they were in an accident.
While this would speed healing tremendously it’s not so good for those not wanting to become a Werewolf. Personally this works to my advantage, but thought I’d give everyone else a fair shot.
thought I’d at least warn you,
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Hail Fenrir,
Thanks for the SOS alert. Who do you suspect to be behind this dangerous medical practice? I know no self-respecting Lycan would donate willingly to this cause. And here I thought the vampires had a lock on the blood…
This is a new and distressing development indeed.
Long may you keep on keeping on,
Seth
From what I understand it’s partly due to the fact Lycan Blood has healing properties to humans, Partly an attempt to poison Vampires, and Partly for new recruits.
im not donating my blood then but then again i never would i have a phobia of needles
Well i can see nothing has happened here for awhile
Hail Malachi,
Welcome back. You are just looking on the wrong page. Things are happening on other pages For example: http://sethonsurvival.com/survival-resources/enraged-elves-iceland/comment-page-1#comment-553808
Keep on keeping on.
Seth
ok.. After some thought meditation ect reflecting on my first change, I turned out to be a white wolf in form. now to find the Clan..if any Experienced wolves have advice please help..
Hey, umm I need help. I can tell that I am a lycanthrope , but I haven’t transformed. My questions are can some one please help me with this, and can you help me see if I truly am a lycanthrope.
I need help because I am a lycanthrope and I still haven’t shifted. So my question is why haven’t I shifted and when I do will I turn into a full wolf because my friend never turns into a full wolf just a half wolf. And my second question is, is there anyway to be absolutly positive that I am a lycanthrope? If so I would like to know.
Muffins!!! seriously ??? Wow that’s crazy lol
Muffins well Seth I’ll have to scan your recipe lol
It’s the Berries. Lingonberry is best 🙂
Werewolves aren’t all carnivorous little Faery lady.
What type of fae are you anyway. I can’t tell my knowledge fails me, I’ve not seen such wings before.
(Yes I’m a channeler and a wolf)
*smiles* thank you . I’m a dark fairy of Anor chamber maid to the seelie queen.
Fenrir Iceborn are you a lone wolf or in a pack?
I think you’ll like his answer 😉 He is neither a lone wolf nor in a pack, but yet apart of every wolf and every pack all the same. I love his introductions.
Hey thanks I do like the intro. Lol
Oh, and just as my personal intro, I am Leaf. I am currently a human awaiting my first shift. It is said that the mark of the First Wolf glows red like fire in three marks across the forehead of his chosen. Like a slash, but deeper; like a burn, but dimmer.
Hey!leaf how you doing I haven’t seen you in a long time
I’m good 😉
Hi Leaf thanks and good luck lol
What he said is true I didn’t take the name Fenrisulfr. I am he the old Wolf of Winter reborn.
I’m back
Been a while
yes it has
😥 I’m stating to think my moon will never come
“Oh, your moon will come. Don’t worry.” I appear next to you, smiling kindly. “I’m Raven, by the way. I am a human. I used to be a vampire, but I lost my Vampirism about two months ago. Anyways, your moon will come, I promise. You just have to be patient.”
-Raven
*sniffles* Thanks. I’m a year into knowing about wolves and still don’t know what my moon is. So I’m just frustrated. Maybe the blue Ghost moon on July 31st will shed some light (no pun intended). The regualar Ghost moon is July 2nd.
“Hey, don’t cry. I’ve known about vampires for years, and was a vampire for almost 3 years. When I lost my Vampirism, I was lost. I couldn’t readjust to life as a human, but I couldn’t cry. It won’t fix anything. I should know.” My smile fades a little. “Anyways, it might just be your moon. The Ghost moon is only a few days away.” I run a hand through my short black hair, looking up at the sky.
-Raven
Hopefully we’ll see
I nod and smile again. “So, what is it like being a werewolf?” I lean against a tree, crossing my arms.
-Raven
That’s funny. I don’t yet, but I’ll tell you if it happens. God only gives us as much as we can handle and sometimes I wish that He didn’t have so much confidence in me.
Anyway, in the Bible it says that we can ask not only for the attainable, but for the impossible because our inheritance lies in Heaven and God can do anything. I do not know if it is in His plan to make me a werewolf.
(This is an add-on to the above)
As lupines, we aren’t barred from Heaven, but we do need to be careful that our power doesn’t corrupt us. Use your power for good, for protection and healing. At first, I was tormented by this idea that the supernatural is bad or intrinsically evil. Then I did some more theological searching and realized that any good supernatural power has to come from God, either directly or indirectly. We can never do evil (like getting supernatural powers from an evil source) in order to promote good. But if good in turn bears good fruit, we are still on the side of the Light. I feel so comforted by this.
–Leaf
So, what do you think?
“You seem like a person who sees the brighter side of everything, someone I could never be. You have good reasoning, and I like that, but, personally, I am not a Christian. I’m Wiccan.” I grip my black cane tightly, my eyes still locked on the sky. “I never used my powers for evil. I don’t remember how I had become a vampire. My creator abandoned me, that’s all I remember. My mentor also left me. I didn’t understand why. I still don’t.” My eyes flick to you. “But if your god has a reason for everything, why did this happen to me? I feel so lost. Alone.”
-Raven
*I start walking and in the distance I see leaf and raven I walk up to them* hi guys how are you doing *I try to hide my claw mark across my face with my hood* well what are you guys doing here anyways *I start feeling pain on my mark* Aghhhh
I glance at werewolf girl from underneath my black cloak’s hood. “What happened to you? I may be human, but I can still smell your blood.” I fiddle with my silver coffin necklace that hangs around my neck.
-Raven
I-I got attacked by-by a wolf it scratch across my right eye it really hurts what should I do *feel pain again* Aghhhh my eye again *raven notices my necklace with a wolf head on it*
*raven starts to feel a dark magic coming from my necklace and gets a headache*
I quirk an eyebrow when I notice werewolf girl’s necklace. “Come here.” I beckon her to come closer towards me. “I’ll help you with that scratch. A bit of magic will do the trick.” A hint of a smile appears on my lips, and I’m not letting the skull-splitting headache show, seeing I get those almost everyday anyways.
-Raven
Thanks raven your the best *raven uses her magic to heal me and my bones start cracking and I feel lots of pain* Aghhhh what’s happening help plz Aghhhh *I start to sweat and I get a fever and my necklace starts growing this black and purple think on the side of my face and it stops and stays there** I faint*
y hasnt anyone replyed to this comment story rp kinda like that but what leaf is saying is true he doesnt know yet but he has to wait until the right time comes
Hail Raven,
Thanks for keeping on. How did you lose your vampirism? There’s no report of it here on SOS. Did it have anything to do with your angel friend or your ongoing the study of magic? Or maybe an encounter with The Operator?
Seth
I look at Seth warily. “Well, technically, Zed is half fallen angel, half ghoul. But, anyways, he said he could sense it before I could even tell him. I don’t know how I lost my Vampirism. I want to remember, but I can’t.” I sigh. “It is not due to my magic studies, that much I know. Not to offend you, Seth, but I honestly hate being human again. I just want to know what happened. That’s all I’m asking!” I clench my hand into a fist and slam it against the trunk of the tree, splintering the wood.
-Raven
“The Operator? No. It has nothing to do with him.” I shake my head. “He’d have no reason for doing so. He’s also the uncle of my best friend, so I don’t think he’d be stupid enough to take my Vampirism.” I pluck splinters out of my hand.
-Raven
Hi…. I think I’m a werewolf I’m just looking for plausible proof/help to see if I AM one. You can email me at emma at saddleview dot com. Please help- I’m restless and need so to see where I truly belong.
Urikanash,
Arator
Hail Arator,
Thanks for your SOS message. While the werewolves at yourlupinelife.com might be able to assess the matter better than I, if you are a bitten wolf, tonight could be conclusive for you. However if you are a genetic werewolf, your transformation may or may not occur. In either event maybe one of the survivors here like perhaps pWolf or Scarlett Lupa can better advise you.
You could also download my handy supernatural diagnostic app THE MONSTROMETER to your iOS device. I don’t mean to blow my own horn here but it is 99.98% effective*
*Used under optimum conditions.
In any event, long may you keep on keeping on,
Seth
holy crap ive been gone for like what a YEAR dang yes in still alive not like anybody cared ive just had more important things
and nope in the past year ive got nothing used to be scared of being a genetic WW got no reason now as nothing happens
Seth!!! iv got a BIG problem! i used to have monstometr app on my old phone but after it broke i ended up with an android and now i cant download it!!! what do i do!
also… should anyone need information or advise, feel free to contact me. i may lack expirince in my shifts but i make up for it in knowledge. in the words of Seth Greening,” Keep on keeping on.”
Fafnir… tell me something…
What do u know about the black wolf with ice-colored eyes???
*fenrir
sorry fafnir is the ruler if the fire-classification dragons and their subspecies…the sound similarity is quite confusing sometimes
It would be of the variety from northern Scotland, Sacndinavia,or Russia. Even then almost all wolves have the traditional golden eyes.hmmm does this particular wolf have a name? Because with that I can find them I only need an alias really.
Ravens are fine but personally I would avoid crow’s if I were you. Morrigan is one of the origins for vampires. She and her children have a deep seated hatred of the wolf kin.
maybe im just weird but if someone looked me in the eyes and firmly told me to sit…id probably sit…reasonable reaction
and in the heat of battle itd be the unexpected thing as well
“Greetings, Ms. Ravenwillow. Here’s a bit of advice from a fellow survivor, don’t give out your weaknesses on this site. Creatures can and will use it against you. Anyways, I’m Raven. I used to be a vampire, but now I’m human. Don’t ask me how, I don’t remember.” I shrug and pull off the hood of my black cloak, “Call it selective amnesia. I am considered a witch due to my ongoing study of magic. I worship the goddess Andraste.” I smile, my black hair falling in my face. “What about you?”
-Raven
“well raven, i dont consider it a weakness…i have phisical were capabilities minus the form. But dont be fooled for i too am a witch and in many instances i have the aid of dragons in my workings, not to mention my demonic side and a powerful will to boot.” i brush aside the trail of my robe which had been covering my arms to reveal my blue tunic and black pants, accented by comfotable-fitting, knee-high boots. about my waist is a katana and in my other hand a staff with a spread-winged dragon holding an obsidian orb and a book atop. i reach into a pocket hidden among the silky folds and pull forth an obsidian sphere which i admire for a matter of moments before replacing. “i am ill prepared for nothing, and i always have my wits…oh, but maybe u might recall my other profile nightshade??? u see, when i broke my old phone i lost my passwords as well…so i made a new acount…life…”
“I do believe I remember that account. Maybe we’ve spoken before, I’m not sure.” I smile and lift my arm, revealing my own clothing, black winklepickers (popular goth shoes from the 80’s), a long black cardigan, a black Bauhaus shirt, and black knee-length skirt. My hair is teased like a trad-goth’s. I pull out a leather spellbook. In my other hand is my cane. It’s black, the tip dipped in silver, the top has a silver dragon’s claw grasping a spherical red crystal. A white mist moves restlessly about inside the gem. “It’s nice to meet another witch.”
-Raven
“i dont thnk seth knows it but hes practicly set up monster social media,” smiles slyly at raven. my eyes flash ice-blue momentarily, yet long enough for u to notice the red bloch in my right eye which is normally surounded by a golden-green, ” and yes, it is nice to meet another witch…especially considering that niether of us are complete imbecils…”
A gust of wind blows by, pushing my bangs away from my right eye. I become panicked, and fix my hair back to where it was. You had already noticed my right is obsidian black, no color anywhere on my eye. “Yes, it is indeed nice. And Seth realizes it, at least he does now, anyways.” I grin, stretching the loosely sewn cút in my cheek, which gives me a deep permanent smirk. “I have a question, Ravenwillow, have you ever heard of The Undead Ringmaster, leader of The Undead Cirque?”
-Raven
“Dont believe i have, but all i can think is dark carnival which would be a homestuck reference” i look at her in searching curiosity”why do you ask???”
(I love Homestuck, by the way.) I sigh, “I’ve been having these dreams about The Undead Ringmaster. I always end up at the same place, at the entryway of the Cirque. I enter, and keep walking. I find this extremely tall man, over eight foot tall, and he asks where my ticket is. I say that I don’t have one, and that’s when the Ringmaster appears. She’s short, like me, and dresses like me.” I shake me head in disbelief. “She is so much like me. The Ticket-taker tells the Ringmaster that I don’t have a ticket, and the Ringmaster only smiles and takes me to one of the lesser populated areas of the Cirque’s area. She smiles when I ask her who she is. Her only reply is ‘I am you.’ And I wake up.”
“The most I can remember about the Undead Ringmaster is her hair reaches past the back of her knees, it’s as dark as mine as well. She has the same cut in her cheek as I do.” I point to the unhealable wound.
-Raven
i think carefully about what i just heard. then my nose twitches and my ears twitch back causing me to face the wind…somethings up…i look at raven”come” and i lead the way into the woods. i guide her onward, never looking back to see if she followed, untill we cross into what appears to be a willow grove and walk up to a beautiful, vast pond. i place my hand into a hand-shaped hollow then walk over to a nearby tree where i climb up making myself comfy and becon raven to find a place to do the same. “well, im not sure but maybe this ringleader is ur shadow self???” i suggest
I make myself comfortable in a willow. “Maybe. Or maybe she is me when I’m older. I do have visions in my sleep.” I mutter, looking around. Something surely isn’t right. My eyes dart around as I speak. “I’m not sure how to feel about it. I had different dreams, always about the Ringmaster, but different Cirque members would be there. And I would always know who they were. There was a contortionist girl, and I knew her name.” I shrug, and the leaves around me rustle violently as I frown.
-Raven
oh, and if im correct…ur profile pic is Cerberus, right??? i like it
“Thank you. You’re very kind. It is indeed Cerberus. I always look forward to seeing him whenever I visit the underworld, which I don’t often get to do. I can’t now, which I despise oh so greatly.” I sigh, “But I will find a way to regain my vampirism. Even if it means searching for my original creator.” I shake my head.
-Raven
“then i will u luck and safety. may the stars align in ur favour.” i bow in show of sincerity.”if i can help in anyway i will…u need only ask”
oh and u should check pg 177 for my backstory…sort of…
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I can do one better. Wild hunt hound essentially werewolf powers plus fire magic plus access to the underworld and all the fun of hunting down lost souls.
So you’re essentially Iceni. Well the mother wants blood.
Seriously though interesting, I’ve met her, personally I like Brigantia better, but then again the fact that I am Noddens means I’m biased. Has she been very helpful? The elders are only starting to return I didn’t think she had woken yet.
Sorry if you find this insulting but you know of the struggle between light and darkness.
Oh also we’ve had unconfirmed reports of Formorians appearing which is obviously bad.
I most likely seem ignorant by asking you this question, Fenrir, but who is Iceni? I do not believe I have had the pleasure of meeting her. And who are you describing when you say, “So you’re essentially Iceni.”? I do apologize if I seem a bit uneducated in this area. I just don’t really meet that many supernatural beings, if any at all.
-Raven
I want to have cool powers life fire or water or earth or air cuz if I was a singing wolf all I could do is use my howling but if I was a wild wolf wait what are the powers of a wild wolf I forgot but I’ll look it up later
Andraste was the patron goddess of the Celtic Iceni tribe. Their most famous fit when their queen Boudicca led a revolt against Rome and put London to the sword. There’s a statue of her outside the British parliament.
Point being the lady of sunlight, war, and battle. Was theirs first.
Also ever heard of Lugh Lamhfada? He’s essentially Andraste’s male counterpart in Ireland. There were actually pagan gods too.
Not trying to be offensive, but Wicca always seemed to goddess oriented for me. Also they mix pantheons Way too much. Isis has nothing to do with Frigga who has nothing to do with Juno who has nothing to do at all with Andraste
Are you talking to me or them
Been a while since my last post. I went off and trained a bit. I am now a certified witch high priest specilizing in supernatural plans walking OBE spirits and skrying. On a side note I’ll be hitting collage in a few days for computer programming. Dispite some horrifying flashes of realistic nightmares extremely realistic dreams that jump around the time line and an eery silence over the town everything’s calmed down. Hopefully not for long
“…” i look around a little and take a deep breath, tuning into the powerful magick of my sanctuary ” well… i wouldnt know but…ok since i like questions so much i have an offer…” i gaze over at raven ” i will ask you a question and u will give me the best answer u feel comfortable with” i smile in a satisfied way ” and in return…u can ask me anything and i shall answer how i feel comfortable, which will probably reveal more than u” i chuckle a little under my breath.
I hesitate for a moment. “All right. Ask your question. But tread carefully my friend.” I laugh under my breath a bit. “You may not like the answer.”
-Raven
“truth can hurt, but that is the price of knowledge.” i look at her very seriously before continuing,” ok, lets start with ur eye…tell me about it, Why did u panic when the wind revealed it???” i wait paciently knowing my turn is coming
I purse my black-painted lips together, not wanting to answer the question. But I know I have to. I said I would. “Have you ever heard of the Operator? He’s the uncle of my best friend. Anyways, I had an encounter with him in the Dreamscape, and something went wrong, and I awoke like this. I encounter him in the real world too, just not as often.” I shrug and mess with the buckles on my winklepickers. “What was wrong with your eye? The red blotch?…”
-Raven
“i figured ud ask…an eye for an eye???” i laugh and smile at her ” u see when im in a normal ‘human’ state its small and faint when angred small and bright however should i have the need it would spread to consume my entire eye…excluding the whites.” i grin slyly” remember that demonic nature i was telling u about??? yeah…THATS why its there…” i think for a moment ” now how did that happen, and have you tried using magick to heal it???” i gesture to the cut in ravens cheek.
“i figured ud ask…an eye for an eye???” i laugh and smile at her ” u see when im in a normal ‘human’ state its small and faint when angred small and bright however should i have the need it would spread to consume my entire eye…excluding the whites.” i grin slyly” remember that demonic nature i was telling u about??? yeah…THATS why its there…” i think for a moment ” now how did that happen, and have you tried using magick to heal it???” i gesture to the cut in ravens cheek.
well…since all my comments seem to want to be moderated, i guess we’ll pick this conversation up tomarrow… :l …c u then…i guess…byeee
I feel like the greatest threat to survivors everywhere is the moderation delays…I mean…lets say someone is in a life or death situation and they they leave an urgent message asking for advice, but the moderation delays the upload for another day or so… In this instance the chances of this persons survival is slim…Seth I hope you can understand why I’m bringing this to your attention.
Sincerely,
-Ravenwillow-
Hail Ravenwillow,
Thanks for bringing this to my attention. As a community something that will prevent delays is for all to work together to prevent backlogs by not tripping Graham’s mod filter with unnecessary swear words or dangerous information like a real age, name or location OR bullying/anti-survival rhetoric. SOS is about survival, yours and mine. Alone we survive but together we thrive supernaturally. Once the filter is tripped, we are all in danger and the comments pile up until I can get back to Survival HQ.
Thanks for helping SOS keep on keeping on,
Seth
hey seth??? have you ever tried programming a backup mod system??? if not, you should look into it…might be useful…
-Ravenwillow-
or at least at least duplicating ur mod filter software to take double the load…also try to make it more apparent to people on SOS that if they do things u listed above the consequence is mod delays.
“I have tried magick, actually. It didn’t work. I’ve tried all the healing spells in my book, but nothing works. It’s odd.” I shrug. “So I just sewed it up after ‘the accident’ and hoped it would heal naturally. By Andraste, was I wrong.” I tug on my black cardigan sleeves, my pale skin turning even paler. “Nothing works. I fear I’m just going to continually receive ínjuries like this and they won’t heal, an they’ll just make me more of a freak. I have to use a glamour whenever I go out into the human world so I don’t terrify the humans.”
-Raven
“…” i think about this ” well…ok wats ur question???”
I look you dead in the eyes. “Is it normal so scared around some being you’re supposed to feel safe around?” I gingerly touch the stitches. “I’ve always wondered that…”
-Raven
“id say those are your instincts and you should trust them” i take a moment ” im surprised you havent asked about this place yet…so ill tell you anyway…” i smile mischievously ” what kind of place is not a place??? one that doent exist of course!!! this is my sanctuary, a place between the worlds. and only i can find it for i am its creator…that means its safe…dont look so tense ok???” i turn my gaze to the sky and lay back ” now…tell me more about this ‘Operator’… unless you were going somewhere with that last question???”
“I… I can just feel the Operator’s presence. The Operator is a being that dates back thousands and thousands of years, with so much mythology surrounding it. You may know him as the Slenderman, which is not the correct term for this being. He operates with proxies, humans whom he controls, most likely through telepathy.” My gaze darts around the sanctuary. “This creature commonly goes after children or the mentally ill. Most videos you find on the internet are hoaxes, people trying to get famous off of this being.
“My friend, this being’s nephew, has traits similar to the Operator. He is very tall for his age, pale, and passive-aggressive. My friend doesn’t course panic in me like the Operator does, which confuses me a bit, I must say. My friend has told me that he has had visions of his older self (whom I believe he’s the ticket-taker in my Undead Cirque dream) who has extremely similar traits to the Operator. But back to the creature itself. He often stalks his victims to insanity, which isn’t always the case. He does stalk his victims, of course, but he is very calm, like when he is around me.” I lay back in the tree a bit and cross my legs, gripping my cane. “I can give you more information, but if I give you too much, he may get upset with me, and I don’t want that.”
Does anyone know of a place that is what seems to be an endless cathedral full of what seem to be souls that are all trying to eat you despite their lack of a solid form? Having been wandering around for I don’t know how long, as their is no visible solar or lunar cycle, I can confidently say that I won’t find a way out on my own. On the bright side there seems to be no immediate danger as I do not appear to need food water or sleep, and the other “residents” are unable to touch me.
–Chaos Alpha
oh come on i return to this site after a YEAR and get nothing wtf
It’s not that we’re not glad, in fact we’re always happy when survivors return, it’s just that there’s a lot going on and many of us don’t have as much free time. I apologize for my lack of acknowledgement, and I welcome you back.
–Zyboragon
Zyboragon thanks i havent seen you for a very long time
–Bluestar
Yes, I am known for taking lengthy naps.
“well…strange enough…i knew what u were talking about when u said slenderman…well i guess its not that strange…” i take a moment to consider her words “and how could you possibly feel him…unless…” i think back to the strange feeling i had earlier, before we had sought shelter here…* how…and maybe more importantly…why???*
“Unless what?” I look at you uneasily. I then jump down from the tree and walk around the sanctuary. “Are you sure he can’t get in?” Rustling from a nearby shrub causes me to jump, but only a hare hops out. I visibly relax and kneel down. The small, tense creature comes near me and I pet it gently. I begin to sing “The Triple Goddess Chant” by Moving Breath, and the hare also relaxes.
-Raven
“it might surprise you, but i do have enemies” i sit up and watch raven, taking a moment to listen to her sing ” no one has ever made it in here…not to mention the specific energy signatures they would have to know to even locate it…only someone ive brought here would know that…however…my unless…if he had been close enough to us to follow us…he would have had to be LITERALLY a second or so behind us right after entering the line of willows in order to follow us here…and that would be the worst case senario…” i gaze intensly at raven hoping for a responce…hoping its what i want to hear but knowing the possibilty puts us both in danger…
I pick the hare up into my arms and stand, my eyes downcast. By my expression, you can tell it’s the worst case scenario. “I’m sorry… You shouldn’t have brought me here. You’re in danger too now, and it’s all my fault.” I fall silent, petting the soft animal I am holding.
Before I can speak again, a loud static sound enters the area, and a horrified expression creeps onto my face. “No… He’s found us. We need to go, now!” I set the hare down and run towards the tree you’re seated in.
-Raven
i stand, unmoving, listening, feeling…from wirhin i call upon my power. i lift my head to look at raven who waits below. simultaneously combusting into cool, transparent, blue flames. my eyes are bright and you can almost see the fire within me blazing. my left eye is ice-blue and my pupils are dialated showing the intensity of my soul but when you look over to my right eye you see what i had warned…blood-red, darkness is the only impression you can call upon, and my pupils are ovular slits adding to the firce expression. “i will avoid a fight when possible, but i will NOT run when confronted!!!” my flames flare for a moment and i jump from the tree…up close you can see the black swirls inside the blue. “no, i brought you here…and id do it again even now that i know things didnt go as planned.” i smile ” and dont worry about his telepathic abilities i learned long ago how to sheild my mind from intruders” i take a bow my head a moment then look to the direction hes coming from ” get behind me…” i warn softly, feeling him growing close. i place a hand on my katana ready to draw it if i have the need.
I frown, black mist rising from the ground beneath my feet. “He’s so close… And your katana won’t do anything, Ravenwillow. He’ll teleport before you can even land a blow… The only ones who can actually hurt him are his proxies and his nephew.” My eyes widen, and I then draw out my dagger. My body clenches and I turn around, the black most growing thicker. “He’s here.” My left eye is now obsidian black, exactly like my right eye.
The static noise grows stronger, indicating the Operator’s arrival.
“Hello, Operator.” I tense up more as my eyes examine the grove around us.
-Raven
“hes not the one who can teleport…did i ever mention my connection to dragons???” i smirk and chuckle a little ” and this is not just a blade oh no i wouldnt be so foolish…” i go quiet as i feel his energy signature grow uncomfortably close ” well well…looks like we finally meet… pleasure to make your aquaintance…mr. Operator” i maintain perfect posture with my head high and a feeling of cold, erie calmness almost identical to the feelings im picking up from him now…all the while my skin continues to blaze, disapating the mist that stetches too close to me. i notice it swirling hungrily up ravens legs and reach out pulling her close enough to extend my flames to protect her too. ” stay within the fire…” i tell her simply
I turn to you, my black eyes boring into yours. “I may be human, but I can handle myself.” I say. My black eyes seems to blen into my thick eyeliner.
A ten-foot tall man, dressed in a tuxedo, appears in the clearing. He has no facial features, and his skin is dead white, like the belly of a dęäd fish. Eight tentacle-like appendages sprout from his back.
“He says ‘Greetings, Ravenwillow.’ ” I say, turning back to the tall, slender being. I step forward, exiting the safety of the flame. The Operator’s demeanor stays calm as I approach him. “Stop following me, Operator. I am not another one of your vįctimś, Der Großmann!” I yell, raise my dagger, and dash towards the being. I manage to lodge the blade in his side, but before I can get away, one of his long appendages wraps around my waist, and lifts me in the air.
i draw my sword and my fire swirled up to cpnsume the blade. in but an instance i summoned the pressence of of my dragon and added his energy to mine channeling it forth to run a few steps and breach space-time landing squarely in front of the Operator and gazeing defiantly at where his face should be. i could see the space around his form all blurry and distorted like stareing through heat. not a word was spoken but we all heard my telepathis message as i opened a secured link. *LET HER GO*
The Operator only tilts his head to the side, as if he is confused. He teleports to the other side of the hollow, still holding me with his tendril. I let out a deep growl, and slåsh the appendage with my weapon. The Operator drops me, thick red blood dripping from the gaping wound. I land on my feet and grin.
“I told you I can handle myself, Ravenwillow. I may be human now, but I am not weak.” The black mist crawls toward the creature, and once it reached it’s feet, the fog slinks it’s way up until it covers the Operator entirely. Neither of us move. We both just seem to stare at each other.
Ten minutes pass, and I draw the dark mist back, away from the Operator. He looks at me, shakes his head, and disappears once the mist is only surrounding me. My left eye doesn’t go back to the way they should be, it’s black as night. I look at you and smile weakly. “I heard you tell him ‘Let her go’. I’m a genderqueer, so you can call me a guy or a girl. I don’t mind.” I let out a small laugh.
So why is every third word getting marked up?
Because the almighty filter gods demand it!
The almighty filter gods are going to be the end of me one of these days, I swear.
-Raven
They must be appeased, quick! Someone bring me the void goat.
I found the void goat! *holds it out to Zyboragon* I don’t know you what you plan to do with it. Sorry, I’m not used to anything pertaining void goats.
-Raven
I wasn’t actually expecting anyone to bring me a void goat, much less hold one..
*I shrug and set the void goat down* Okay then. Not going to ask how I touched it and not had something utterly horrible happen to me.
-Raven
Void goats exist now? What the heck? They never existed before!
What do you mean? I’ve been battling void goats with pastrami for years now.
….I’m not in the right universe am I?
No, this is the universe with Void Turtles! You fight them with cold cuts of ham and turkey!
*starts laughing* That’s exactly why I don’t fight those things. I hate cold cuts of ham and turkey. Those void turtles can have all of it.
-Raven
Blasphemy!
Everyone knows that void turtles are actually weak to bologna.
if you werent in the right universe i wouldnt be here (meaning ME not an alternate version)
That would just mean that you’re in the right universe, it doesn’t mean that I’m not an alternate Zyboragon.
Or I’m an alternate Mutt which is what I’m beginning to suspect considering the Hybrids in this universe seem to be some weird mix of Angel, werewolf, and vampire.
I think it’s possible that we both are alternate versions of ourselves.
The Zyboragon here is apparently an angelic cyborg ghost dragon, what a ridiculous combination.
I… This… The Paradoxes!!! How is this even possible!?!
Crap. I must have broke something when I sacrificed the void monkey
Yes, this is definitely an alternate universe if Ice looks like THAT.
And there’s no such thing as void monkeys, just void lemurs.
Yup. Broken. And if it wasn’t a monkey… Than what was it cause it sure wasn’t a lemur
It was a void lemur, just look at the tentacles.
Obvious giveaway.
Hang on in going to try and stabilize the anomaly. It should act as a universal reset button.
–Ice
whats with all the void creatures!?
Ice, I need you to stop what you’re doing… RIGHT NOW.
What you just did… I mean, just look what you’ve done!!
Hmm it would seem that I just made the situation worse…
Wait who’s Ice?
Ice?
I think… she’s a void creature? I don’t really remember..
Oh right the tentacles
Working on fixing that now… What if i smear the altar with real lemur blood would that reverse the effect?
Sounds like there’s more to the void then previously known.
Well yeah its also the primary conduit that i use to travel between realms
Actually I know almost everything about the void, I was entrapped there for three thousand years in 4014.
The void is indeed great for traversing dimensions.
Ice i believe is the son of Mr. Mutt also a Hybrid
I thought Ice was a girl.
It feels weird here! I wish I was back home lol
No no I don’t. Wishing is for mortals anyways. Lol
It’s this void and the possibilities I’m interested in.
Glad someone else shares my opinion. And my lack of fear for void animals
Hmm, more alterations from alternate universes…
I think I may know how to fix this.
I recommend everyone holding onto something just in case..
Girl!!!! Why the heck would you think I’m a… Well darn the universe just shifted again… And now I am a girl… What did you do Z!!!
Does it matter? I’d be happy with one stable state of being .
That um… Whoops.
Let me try again.
ATTEMPT UNSUCCESSFUL
ERROR
The lemur blood didn’t work. now what the moon goddess doesn’t like the whole praying business. Maybe if I… No that wouldn’t work. Oh well I’ll try it anyway.
Well after a week of waiting for moderator to check my last post I desided to post again instead. Long story short I’m a certified witch emnatic skryr specializing in paranormal and now I’m in human collage loads of dreams that need explaining yadda yadda
Your back no long time no see
i laugh with her “well then i didnt see THAT coming” i take a moment before striding foreword to his side ” its not that i think you weak” i look at the ground almost embarrassed to explain this “in fact i keep forgetting ur a human now despite how much u bring it up…its just…” i sit down trying to hide the fact my legs are shaking from having used so much energy ” ive always had an instinct to protect those i care for…and now that i consider you my friend…it applies to you as well…sorry if i upset you though” i look up at her and the black mist that now loosely surrounds her. i laugh a little and smirk ” mind if i help you with THAT??? u know before i calm down completely and go back to normal…” i turn my eyes to myself and watch as my flames slowly shrink like a campfire needing to be tended.
“It’s quite alright.” I sit down next to you, and the mist reaches out towards you. It covers your hand, and you feel a sense of reassurance. “And about this black mist, it is apart of me. I use it to connect to other beings, be it in a bad or good way. Like you just saw with the Operator, I can engage in sort of a battle if the mist surrounds myself and another being.” I smile as I explain. “I try not to use it like that for it is physically weakening. But now I am showing you that I mean no harm, and that what you did was a normal response.”
My black eyes glitter in the dying light. “I would have reacted the same way. I am very protective of my friends, just as you are.” I bring my knees up to my chest, and the black mist moves away from your hand. “And don’t worry, it will disappear in a little while, I assure you.”
i close my eyes and take a deep breath calming my energy. my flames disperse and the color of my eyes go back to normal. i smile to myself as you realize my left eye is blue but my right eye is green. i sheath my sword alowing its power to fade and lay back on the grass until my heartbeat slows and i restore my energy. i open my eyes and watch as day fades to dusk and then moves into the twilight hours of darkness. “i dont think its just me wanting to protect them…at least not entirely…” i take another deep breath “my high preistess thinks i may be some kinda gaurdian. it certainly isnt a new idea to me nor is it something to cross off my list of possibilities.” i glance at u for a moment before continuing “even with everything i already know i am…im still missing pieces…im still not whole…witch, demon, wolf…and still i dont know what i am!!!” i practically yelled the last part as my anger and uncertainty grew…i growl a little and slam my fist into the ground. i sit up and look over at u calming down again. “all im asking for are answers…like why or what??? i think this is something we have in common…” i remember how she mentioned wanting to know why she was a human again and lay back down again…so many emotions…so many questions…
I close my eyes and let the mist expand. “I know how you feel. I don’t know what I am. I am also missing pieces, we do have that in common.” The black mist surrounds you, and you can feel all of my emotions, the pain and sorrow and much more. You can also see shards of my horrible memories, which you aren’t sure if I want you to see them. “I’m not as powerful as you, I may never be powerful enough to be useful, but we’ll stick together, and figure out who we are. Maybe I’ll become a vampire again, and you’ll find out who you are.” I reopen my eyes and stare up into the night sky, tears welling up.
“To be honest, I think we were destined to meet each other. We both are witches, we both don’t understand who and what we are…” I let out a shuddered sigh, “but I don’t really have a priestess to tell me stuff like that, you’re lucky in that area, you know? I know powerful supernaturals who I talk to in my everyday life, but they can’t tell me things like that. They can’t see into the future like I can, but I even if I do see things like that, I never remember it.”
-Raven
“if we’re being honest…my high preistess is my best friends mother and not really my high preistess, but shes been trained for more than 25 years to be one and she does offer advice when im over there and we get the chance to talk…but other that…im on my own as well…” i laugh at this and smile ” and dont be so hard on yourself, you and i could have the powers of the gods should we train hard enough and believe in ourselves…remember when u first learned about the lord and lady of wicca??? ‘ from me all things were created, and unto me all things shall return…for u are of me, and u shall never be without me for we are one’ do u remember??? this means that if we tap into that power we would have that power…” i think for a moment “remember what i said about this place not being a place??? watch…” i stood and walked over to the waters edge and called upon the raw energy of my surroundings. i raised my hand and the water rose up and began to mold itself. with my other hand i lift a block of earth from the lakebed and made it rise a little out of the water. i turned the earth into marble interlaced with gold veins shaped like magic symbols. with my other hand i moved the water to the slab and had it take the form of a dragon. with both hands i drew minerals and heat from the earth and added them to the water. using magick and a great deal of preasure u watched as the water grew spikey and right before our eyes the dragon shape crystalized.
when all was done i was left panting and exausted. but it was worth it for in the center of the lake lay a crystal dragon of many colors glimmering in the light of the newly risen moon standing tall upon a marble column. so many crystals and gemstones. the moonlight was reflected and refracted by the multitude and their personal structures. the water glimmered adding to the beauty of the moment. “see” i panted kneeling down to catch my breath and once again replenish my used up energy “see what we can do…” i turned to look at raven and smiled at her awestruck face. i looked back at my creation and felt the approval of my dragon. “i know…beautiful isnt it???”
“Beautiful indeed.” I smile softly, standing behind you. I look at you, “What do you mean by ‘see what we can do’?” I wipe the tears from my eyes, hoping my thick eyeliner isn’t smudged. I lay my hand on your shoulder, transferring my energy to you, seeing that I am in no need of it. I feel uneasy around such a magnificent creature, but I still smile.
-Raven
(my previous comment is moderating)
“we can do anything. u know the saying ‘if there’s a will, there’s a way’??? think carefully on what they mean by will…” i glance back at her and smile ” thanks btw…for the energy…” i sit down and watch the moon move slowly across the sky. “there’s one more thing i forgot, but im not to be the one to remember.” i turn around and gaze past raven at the space where a large creature slowly materializes.
“You’re not the one to remember? What is that supposed to mean?” I quirk an eyebrow and stare at you with my obsidian black eyes. When I notice you aren’t looking at me, I turn around and see the large materializing creature. I gasp and step back, my hands shaking. “Wh- what in the name of the goddess Andraste is that?!” I mutter.
-Raven
the spot where the creature bagan materiaizing shimmers and a white light breaks through when it dissapates a large green dragon steps foreword and lifts his head to the sky in a mighty roar that seems to shake the earth. it looks down at me and blows a plume of smoke from his nostrils. “its nice to see you too E-tak.” i reach my hand out and stroke his facial scales and run my hand acorss his horns. he flicks his forked toungue in and out and tuns to face raven. no secrets can be hidden from this beast. he gazes deep into ravens eyes, sizing her up. *well met, raven.* he speaks in a rumbly telepathic message. i look over at her “it seems he accepted you…i knew he would.” i glance at my dragon who has returned his gaze to me. “it seems that he would like to improve upon my creation…a little gift you could say…” i smile as E-tak makes a face of seeming satisfaction.
–Ravenwillow
*Greetings, E-tak.* I send back to the enormous beast. I glance at you, the worry in my unchanging eyes is obvious. I bite my black-painted lip and reach out towards the dragon, laying my hand gently on it’s muzzle. The black mist around me seems to grow thicker as I stroke the beast’s scales.
-Raven
i smile wide “would you like to show her your gift???” he rumbles a happy almost purr-like noise deep in his throat and streads his vast wings lifting off in a cloud of dust. he soars over to the statue and lands beside it with just enough room to not brush against it. he looks at me and nods then places his hands on the statue and begins to rumble out a tune. it seemed to move your very soul and i found myself humming along with the unearthly music.
(sorry i didnt respond sooner…busy day)
–Ravenwillow
I smile creeps onto my face as you and the dragon sing the tune. The mist around me thins until it disappears into me. “It’s beautiful.” I say. My eyes meet the dragon’s, and I feel an instant calm sweep over me.
-Raven
(It’s quite alright. I had a busy day myself.)
as the tune begins to climax i glance at the sky where the bright full moon is almost at its zenith. as the moon moves into position and the songs energy grows more intense the statue began to glow…like a bonfires light shining bright in the nights shadows.
–Ravenwillow
I glance at you as the song goes on, hoping for an explanation, but I keep quiet and let you two continue. What I see before me is beautiful, and I wouldn’t miss it for the world.
when the moon hits its zenith a beam of silver moonlight streams down upon the statue. the light swirls around the statue and then suddenly shoots within it after a moment the statue bursts into silver flames. the statue rumbles to life. it looks over at E-tak who immediately shoots bright flames over the extent of the statues body. it bathes in the heat of the flames and seems to absorb it into its being. when the fire bath is over you notice the color of the fire has changed from pure silver to swirls of rainbow flames. stretching its neck and spreading its wings it takes to the sky for the first time, shaky at first but quickly gaining its balance. it shoots upward tward the moon and stalls breathing out its inner fire. it quickly dives and just before it hits the water it spreads its wings aiming its flight straight twards us landing upon the bank just behind us. E-tak flies over and with the music never missing a beat me and him place our hands upon the newly animated statue. the three of us begin the decent of the song as you watch in wonder. as we hit the final note a blinding light eminated from the crystal dragon and it breathed its fire once again to the night sky. the light and the fire then turned violet in color and the final transformation took place. true dragon scales formed and you could see the occasional colored-transparent scale. the claws, horns, spikes, and tail barb were crystalized. the underbelly and neck were dimming from his fire calming down. his eyes were violet like his inner flames and his underbelly sparkled colorfully as if multiple crystals merged together seamlessly. we all turn to you expectantly. you hear E-taks rumbly speach in your mind. *this is a crystal dragon. We have decided that you are to be the one to name her.* i glance back at him. “so shes a girl…THIS shall be interesting…” he chuckles a little and turns back to you. *choose carefully, for names are powerful things*
My eyes widen and I step towards the crystal dragon slowly, my winklepickers crushing the grass. “Badriyah. It means ‘full moon’. It seems fitting.” I look to E-tak, “What is this all about? I did nothing to deserve this.” My gaze returns to the newly animated dragon before me. Black mist creeps out from beneath my feet and swirls around me. I slowly reach out to the dragon, the mist following suit, snaking it’s way up the beast’s magnificent scales. I close my eyes as I connect with the dragon in my own personal way.
-Raven
“i recommend giving her a nickname you both agree upon. for you cannot give her true name out lightly.” i notice the newly dubbed Badriyah snort a plume of happy flame and smile at the normal colors of the flames. “shes settled down nicely…” i return my thoughts to the matters at hand “for E-tak… we decided on glade…but it was his idea for me to give you his true name.” i glance at glade and smile as i realize hes been hovering his bid head over my shoulder. he nudges his head into my side and i pet him momentarily before he guestures for me to mount up. he leans in close to the ground and i swiftly climb up his arm grabbing one of the spikes from the three rows available to me, using scales for footing and sitting down in the small gap all dragons have between their neck and shoulders. i wait for raven from my comfortable perch.
I smile and reopen my eyes. “How about Midnight?” When Badriyah lets out another joyful plume of flame, I grin. I look at you, my black eyes glimmering. My gaze returns to Badriyah and she gestures for me to mount as E-tak did. I nodded, she lowers her head, and I repeated the process as you had done. Badriyah lifts her head again and twists it a bit to glance at me, and I rest my hand on her scales. I look to you once again, “This is the first time I have ever gotten on a dragon.” I shake my head in disbelief, grinning.
-Raven
“well let me tell you…youll love it.” i leaned close to glade and grabbed the spike in front of me gripping it loosely. *”all you need to do is trust”* we said in unison.
glade spread his wings and in one mighty downward thrust of his wings took off over the lake.
I grip Badriyah’s spike loosely. Badriyah thrusts her wings down as well and follows E-tak over the lake. My laughter cuts through the night as the wind rushes through my hair. “This is amazing!” I yell, my cloak whipping out behind me as Badriyah beats her wings rhythmically.
-Raven
i laugh loudly and smirk at you with satisfaction.”watch this” me and glade then proceed to do many complicated techniques including diving quickly then spiraling upward before opening his wings while i let go of him precisely at the moment he stalls followed by his instant diving past me and snapping his mings open in order to speed across thr water kicking it up behind him only to catch me on his back in the precise sitting spot where it started. in all it looks more like we’re dancing on the air then flying.
I sit there, my mouth gaping. “What in the name of the gods did I just witness? That was amazing!” I exclaim, laughing. Badriyah lets out a puff of flame as her sign of approval.
Before I can say anything else, a small black bat flutters up to me. I cup me hands around the small, delicate, exhausted creature, and recognize it as one of my familiars. “Nyx? Nyx, why aren’t Ophelia and Jasper with you?” I ask as Badriyah slows her flying down a bit. My face turns a bit worried, as the three are always together, they even look for food together. This can’t be good.
-Raven
i notice the commotion and we dive twards the trio halting to hover in front of them. i can smell the anxiety and worry growing and know this cant be good…
My face pales and I clutch the small bat to my chest. “We have to go, now!” I yell, my black eyes meeting yours. The panic in them tells you that I’m serious. “Follow me!” I take hold of Badriyah’s spike, mentally give her directions to were I need to go, and we take off.
-Raven
*i come in on a mortalcycel* do you guys need help? if you do i got you guys dont worry ok
come on get on
i feel sick…like somethings wrong with my solar plexus chakra kinda sick…and i cant tell if in burning up (my insides feel on fire) or if im having cold sweats…my throat feels tight like im gonna throw up and my head…im dizzy with an on off head ache…and i dont think ive done anything to cause sickness…nope definitely not…i’ll just go to bed…maybe ill be fine in the morning…wish me well…Ravenwillow out…
im back and im not dead…i feel better but im still a bit off…
Raven!!! i have news…i think ive uncovered another peice of the puzzle!
Druid:
1) i have empathy when it comes to animals/ can channel their abilities.
2) i have minor ability for elemental-type kenisis.[developing]
3) i do NOT have a strange blood color…but my vampire friend says it doesn’t taste right…like it tastes weird…
Interesting. You seem quite powerful, Ravenwillow. And you can channel the abilities of animals? Hmm. I see how you are coming along with this. I have yet to find out anything about my own “puzzle”, but I’m still working on it. You keep working on yours too.
-Raven
i wish stuff like this would happen to me but it doesnt i want to have fun in my life but i dont *sighs* aw man
You want fun? I can send you to a different universe.
How about the one where everyone is a clown? Or the one where everyone is a Lawyer? (That one is funny because this site exists as Seth on Sue-vival, though if you comment on it Seth just sues you).
There’s also a universe that’s just a literal barrel of monkeys…
can you send me to a univers where everyone is a werewolf cuz i love wolves
–powerwolf345
I could, but that would be extremely dangerous and I really don’t think Seth would approve.
Can’t u just protect me
id advise against these approaches… learn projection urself… then natural defenses could come into play and you dont get ahead of yourself…
and zyboragon… you should also be careful…you might be able to project her elsewhere but there are dangers in every universe…and that means she would need to be prepared. if a person isn’t strong enough to change their vibration to match that universe they are NOT strong enough to defend against thr power of that universes dangers…and THAT is a survival hazard that can be avoided…
i dont claim to be seth but we’re all apart of the same group mind and and losing even one person effects us all, even if we don’t notice…
Hail Ravenwillow,
As I always say sometimes, alone we survive but together we thrive.
Thanks for the chance to say it again RW.
Long may you keep on keeping on.
Seth
PS –>> Makes me wonder if some of the void confusion around here might be attributed to the long absence of Lilith, as Agent RB seems to be suggesting…
anytime Seth…
And i wouldn’t cross anything out at this point…the multiverse works in mysterious ways…
-Ravenwillow
This type of advice actually angers me as it’s completely redundant.
Who do you think I am Ravenwillow? I don’t just send people to different realms or universes on whims you know. I appreciate the concern but I wouldn’t do anything to put any of the other survivors here at risk. There’s plenty of other things out there to worry about, which is why I said no to sending werewolf girl to a realm of werewolves in the first place.
I apologize if I’m being rude, I’m a bit sick at the moment thanks to some Superplasiminium poisoning.. So I’m easy to agitate right now.
you’re one of the sites SotM. not to mention a hall of famer… and its quite alright…if anyone came of as rude, it was me. i did not mean to mean to upset you. even if it is just your situation making you iritable, i could have worded my sentences differently… maybe a little less abrasive? im sorry if i forgot my manners at all. but it was something i thought id throw out there… after all, you aren’t the only one reading this… maybe some other survivor learned something from my comment???
-Ravenwillow
You hath angered the mighty Zyboragon!!!! Fall soon your knees mortal and beg forgiveness!!!! Lol jk honestly this guy is worse then grumpy cat sometimes, I wouldn’t really worry that you’ve ticked him off. It’s all part of survival.
i wasnt worried…i was being apologetic. i respect all my fellow survivors and their roles they play in multiversal balance. im well aware of some of his previous posts, as well as yours Mr. Mutt, as i make it a point to page surf SOS while awaiting replies. huge time waster.
-Ravenwillow
Yes you’re correct, I’m not the only one here and I wasn’t attempting to imply I was. I appreciate what you’ve said Ravenwillow.
i dare not question raven on the mater and make sure glade knows where we are going before we take off. as you turn to leave we pull in alongside following with a slight flank. ( yeah…lets say i wanted to avoid a situation or person…i could call upon the power of a fox for its sly cunning and evasiveness…)(im sure youll learn…its taken meditation and lots of searching for me to find mine…just remember to meditate on what’s within not without.)
and pw…maybe you should take a moment to figure out why u really would want this…what u have to hide…knowing that no matter how hard you try no one around u will understand. why have you embarked on this journey…for personal gain??? protect others??? just for the fun of it??? these are serious questions not to be taken lightly…if this is about fun and adventure, just learn otherworldly projection…all sorts of things to discover, but dont wish pain upon yourself. we are given ONLY what we can hand WHEN we can handle it…and for good reason…
We fly over thick woodland for fifteen minutes before a small clearing comes into view. A house, obviously abandoned, sits in the middle of the clearing. The front door to the house is wide open. I clench my jaw and tell Badriyah to land in the clearing below. She does as told, and she lands softly on the ground. I jump off and dash inside the house. Bits of broken glass crunch beneath my shoes as I walk, but I stop and survey the room, a worn-down living room, and see my two other familiars Ophelia and Jasper. I let out a shaky breath, as the bats are still breathing, but are severely injured. Someone had gotten into the house. And they may still be there.
-Raven
i follow ravens lead into the clearing, but im slower in my dismount as i can sence something is off. the smell of dust and fresh blood mingle with a strange and recent smell. i investigate the area a bit and stop dead at a shard of mirror…
I sense a presence in the house. Not entirely supernatural, but not human either. I preform a simple, easy healing spell on my familiars, and set Nyx down to watch over the two as they regain their energy. I take off my cloak and set it on the threadbare couch, revealing the two machetes in their holsters I had hiding beneath it’s folds. I take the black-bladed machete out of it’s holster and step into the kitchen. More shattered glass. The refrigerator is wide open and obviously empty, seeing that the house has no electricity. I exit the kitchen, try to locate the source of the disturbance in my once peaceful sanctuary.
I spin around and open the coat closet. Nothing. I shut it quietly, and I glance outside the broken windows to make sure you’re all right. I climb the stairs that lead to the master bedroom, guest bedroom, an office, and a sealed off room. Once I reach the top of the stairs, I open the closest door, the door to my left. It’s the office. Several drawings are hung on the wall along with many paintings. Nothing is wrong here, except for a shattered window. I shrug it off, seeing that none of my art has been harmed, and leave.
The next room I walk into is the master bedroom. Generally, this room has a lot of gothic elements, including black candles, a skull on the dresser, black is just everywhere in the room, though it is rarely even visited. Things are strewn about about, the windows also broken, curtains torn, pillows ripped open. I snarl. Whoever broke into my sanctuary was going to pay. Big time.
That’s when I heard the door squeak open. I spin around, machete at ready.
-Raven
i dont move from my spot staring at the shard of mirror at my feet. i cant move. the nightmares playing over and over in my head. not even when i hear the commotion upstairs. i try to warn raven of the presence coming up behind her, but im trapped in my nightmares. the white wolf, my inner demon, the black flames that turned men to ash… the image in the mirror, my reflection…it didn’t show me…at least not how i knew i looked right now…the mirror showed my other form… In the mirror i was hunched over…in the shard at my feet… the black wolf with the blue eyes, but its right eye was red…
“So you’re the one who broke into my sacred place and destroyed my things, injured my familiars.” I crack a maniacal grin, stretching the stitches more than should be possible. “I don’t think that was a very good idea, sir. Breaking into my sanctuary and violating my property isn’t something you should ever do.” The look in my cold black eyes turned dangerous. The intruder raised his own weapon and lunged at me. I pulled the second machete out of it’s holster and began combat with the masked intruder. This guy wasn’t what I’d call smart, seeing that he entered my home and hurt the things I care so deeply for.
“You really are an idiot, aren’t you?” I laugh as I dodge a blow from his weapon, retaliating with my own. I miss. He says something foul to me, meant to offend me. “Now, now, don’t be so rude. You ARE the one who entered my sanctuary without permission, so why not learn so manners?” I kick him in the chest, sending him flying across the room. He crashes into the wall, and a cracked framed of two girls falls next to him.
“You honestly thought you could win?” I growl, the black mist returning, only thicker and more menacing.
-Raven
i fought violently to break free of whatever was holding me there, forcing me to hear my names ringing through my ears, “nightshade, ravenwillow…” all the hurtful word people call me…everything all at once…i almost got away too…then came the pain…
the spliting pain and unbearable heat…all over my body…i couldn’t tell if it was coming from me or if something was causing it…my vision blurred and the last thing i heard was a furious roaring and an agitated yipping coming from somewhere next to me…
total darkness…it was the only thing that came afterward…all my sences were numb…i couldn’t tell if i was unconscious, but i knew i wasnt dead…i felt the comforting presence of glade as well as my other protector whose graceful presence brushed against the edges of my mind…*What happened…or is happening???* i thought numbly, not really prossesing all that was going on.
I glance at the photograph laying next to the intruder. Snarling, I snatch a handful of his long brown hair and drag him downstairs, cursing at levels. He was cursing too, yelling at me to let him go.
Once in the living room, I drop him and yank his mask off. Bright green eyes meet mine. I grip my machete, my knuckles turning whiter. “Why are you here?” I growl, the thick mist wrapping around his legs so he couldn’t get away. “I want to know why you’re here and why you thought you could get away with it, Damon.”
My friend smirks at me. “Nice to see you too.”
“Why did you attack me like that? Especially when I’m armed.” I quirk an eyebrow, anger clear on my face.
“Well, the reason I’m here isn’t important. The reason why I broke in is because I couldn’t find the key. And to answer why I attacked you, I was bored.”
“What about my familiars?” I clench my jaw, gesturing to the now-healed bats.
Damon shakes his head. “I didn’t touch them. Another demon had followed me here, but it’s gone now, I suppose.”
“I should throw you to the Operator, but seeing that you two are buddies, that won’t do much.” I retract the mist until it is no longer there. Damon stands, his steel-toed combat boots thudding against the creaky wooden floors.
-Raven
i begin to come to and find myself outside under glades protective wings, a soft furred body curling around mine…raven. where was she…what happened…how did i end up outside??? i hurry to my feet and stumble as a sharp pain erupts up my side. i regain myself quickly and rush back over to the house.
once there i find raven standing in front of a stranger with brown hair and green eyes…i dont like him…my senses warn me to be wary. i stay in the doorway with glade behind me and a waist-high creature with golden fur and black markings at my side…i can see the mirror shards from where i stand and am forced to look away quickly due to a sudden burst of nausea, but get a good enough look to see faint claw marks around the broken shards…
Damon nods to you. “Hey.” You notice he has a speech impediment.
I turn around. “This is Damon, a good fried of mine. He’s a demon. If you’re wondering why your only getting a partial human- partial supernatural reading, it’s because he resides in a human body. This human body.” I walk over to you, “Are you alright?”
Damon steps over warily, as not to disturb the dragon behind you. When his eyes flick back to me, a strange look shows on his face. “Raven, what happened to your eye?” Then it hits him. “You’re becoming more like her everyday, aren’t you?”
“That’s not important, Damon. And watch out for E-tak. He’s more than a little protective of Ravenwillow.” I say. He shrugs, turns around, and walks upstairs.
-Raven
“im not sure…ugn” i grunt in pain at a splitting head ache my vision blurrs red momentarily and my eyes go to the red-blue colors they were in the clearing i shake it away and they return to normal “wats wrong with that mirror??? is it enchanted??? silver??? or…is it me…” i look down at my golden furred friend who sniffs warily at raven “i see ur coming around, kitsu…” she looks at me and yips a responce that sounds almost indignant…
“wats with him??? and if u dont mind me asking…wat was he talking about???” i look at raven hoping for answers…
I glance at the shard of mirror, then pick it up. I turn it over in my hand, inspecting the piece of mirror. “This can’t be anyone of my mirrors. I only have one in my bedroom, and it’s fully intact.” I look at the staircase. Pursing my black-painted lips, I start to speak again.
“He was speaking of me becoming more like the Undead Ringmaster with each passing day. My left eye was what really gave it away this time. Damon is a powerful demon, not the most powerful, I assure you, but he knows things too. I used to be the Undead Ringmaster. In my past life. She had come to Damon, before he resided in his new body, and begged him to undo her becoming undead. He gave her a task, and she completed it quickly. A gruesome task, if you ask me. Many people went to the Underworld, that’s all I can say. But, when she finished her task, he let her be reborn. As me.” My dark eyes meet yours, unease swimming around in their depths.
“Raven!” Damon calls as he comes down the stairs, the photograph of the two girls in hand. “Why is this here? I found it in your room.” Upon closer look, you realize it’s me and a female you do not recognize.
I drop the shard of mirror. “Where’d you find that?” I snap, and snatch the photo from him.
-Raven
glade goes back to lay down with midnight. kitsu steps foreword to damon, and her true form is revealed…without having to worry about sharing doorway space with me… Nine golden, black-tipped tails spread out like a fan. her red eyes blazed like a ghostly fire… she barks a fox-toungued warning at him and walked over to the mirror. She gazed at the shard for a moment before taking the shape of a woman and picking it up. she glared at damon and sat down on the threadbare couch and began examining it. she had poiny ears, short red hair and the red eyes of her true form… she wore a black leather combat outfit. she didnt look armed but i knew she had resources.
“she doesn’t trust u” i informed damon “i looked at him oddly then glanced at the picture…i thought about the shard of mirror and wat raven had said…*i think i can understand why* i thought to myself…
*I come walking in* what do we have here *I take the shard out of her hand* hmm I seen this shard before *I Glance at it and I see something and it go’s inside if my body and I start to feel pain and my bones start to crack* Aghhhhhhh *I get a headache and a fever I pass out and this evil purple and black stuff grows across my face and it stays there*
Damon grins. “A lot of people don’t like me. I’ve gotten used to it. And I found that picture in your room.” Damon nods to the photo.
I drop the picture and jab Damon in the chest with my index finger. “You stay out of my room. And it’s none of your business why… why I still have that picture of her and I. Maybe I like remind myself of those times. Have you thought about that?”
The grin on Damon’s face disappears. “She broke your heart. Why would you want to remind yourself about that?” The green in his eyes turn to a hazel as he speaks.
I say nothing. I clench my fist, my nails digging into my hand. I spin around and stomp outside, anger and hurt and something else is obvious on my face.
Damon looks to you and the nine-tailed fox. Then he picks up the photograph I had dropped, scanning the picture.
-Raven
i walk over to damon. “emotions can be complicated…and i might not know what happened, but if she wants it around…we should let her have it…” i grabbed the photo carefully making sure damon didn’t fight me on the matter and set it on a nearby tabletop. he looked like he was about to argue, so i flashed my eyes red-blue to make sure he knew the decision was final…
i looked out through a broken window at where raven had gone and decided to let her calm down before trying to console her. i turned back to damon, “i don’t know much about you…but im gonna trust you for now.” i looked at him carefully… ” i have a question for u…that shard…” i guesture to the shard in kitsu’s hands, “wat do you know about it??? cause raven said the only mirror in this house is in her room…and its intact…” i gaze at him hoping ill get an actual answer “and why does it only seem to affect me???”
Damon’s eyes flash a dangerous red when you take the photo. Then the settle back to hazel, the flash merely being a warning. “The other demon that had followed me here must’ve brought it because I didn’t. As you can tell, I don’t use mirrors much.” He gestures down to his ragged black clothing and messy long hair.
“Anyways, the shards must have traces of pure silver in them, otherwise they shouldn’t be affecting you like this.” He sits on the arm of the couch, not really caring about how the kitsune would react. “You’re a werewolf. Silver mixed in with the mirror before it was made then it was brought here and shattered. Though I don’t know how whoever brought it knew you were going to be here.” He looks out the destroyed window, making sure I didn’t do anything utterly crazy.
Damon shakes his head. “We should take the mirror shards, even the ones in the yard, and dispose of them. I don’t know if they’ll have an affect on Raven later on, and I don’t want her getting hurt if we leave them lying around. But as for the flashbacks you keep having, I can’t explain it.”
I sit on the porch steps, covering my face with my hands. Anger is boiling up inside of me as well as hurt and loss. I slam my fist onto the wooden planks, cracking the wood. I mumble things under my breath rapidly to calm myself down though it seems it’s not working.
-Raven
“problem is…im not normally affected by silver…” i walk over to kitsu and take the mirror shard…having been the first time i actually touched the mirror i didnt expect it to act the way it did…
it took it a moment…then the nightmares…and the searing, burning pain in my hand…all i saw was the hazy flashes of light coming from the mirror. i had expected a reaction, but from what i could glimpse through the haze…it was burning my hand. i fought from screaming, but couldnt stop my agonized groan from escaping…*plan B* i thought to myself…* lets see if it works*
my flames returned to my skin and my eyes changed…and the pain got worse… in the tumble of thoughts and searing pain…i lost control for a moment…the blue fire turned to a vortex of red, orange, yellow, and above all…black… the pain increased again and kitsu tried to pry the shard from my grasp…she managed to move it a little but slit my already burned hand open…
when the first drop hit the floor…the vortex ceased…but my fire was black with swirls of blue srying to reclaim control…i growled in an inhuman tone. Somewhere between wolf and something ungodly…and i crushed the shard…the black flames turning the pieces to ash before they could even hit the ground. i looked at damon… most of my features hidden by the dark flames…my eyes…both a deep blood red with slit pupils…kitsu raised a hand and encased me in a violet chamber with swirls of blue rune-looking symbols… she sat down again and materialized a pencil and a sketchbook and began to doodle away…
“its the most demonic she’s ever been before,” she stated plainly,” normally she has it under control…must of really hurt…” she looked up at where i was struggling frantically to escape the chamber and attack anything i could reach ” you had a point, you know…” she looked over at damon “about the demon who followed u…it would have had to been specifically made for her to affect her…and they would have had to know she was coming…” she looked back at me before continuing to draw. “if ur wondering, and i doubt u care, the chamber is a safty precaution we all agreed upon…she’ll stay there till she calms down…normally it ends in a nice nap…” she examined her art a moment before she continued. ” i doubt this one will… my snap judgement and her original stupid decision… when it cut her hand, i believe some of the glass went into the cut…” she seemed a bit worried then resumed her indifferent tone. “seems glade got ahold of her…listen” in the background you could hear a guttural humming of unearthly music. i slid down to a sitting position, as if exuasted, and began rocking slightly humming shakily with the music. my flames slowly fadded back to blue before disappearing entirely… i was left softly humming the music and holding my hand in pain. “thought so” kitsu commented.
“
Damon steps over to the cage, red spreading over his eyes as he examines the cage. He reaches through and gently takes your hand, and he pulls out a roll of bandages from his pocket. Wrapping up your hand, he hums along with the unearthly music, as if he knows it by heart.
“There.” He finishes and runs a hand through his hair. “That might not do much, but I don’t want blood seeping into the floorboards. As much as Raven comes here, and if she regains her vampirism, it may drive her to insanity, especially with the demon blood Ravenwillow has. Raven drank some of my blood once, and she was quite sick, though usual vampires die after drinking my blood.” He seems lost in thought for a moment, staring up at the ceiling. “I’m afraid the scent would drive her over the edge. Dragon’s blood has also been consumed by her, and I’m still not sure how she didn’t burn her throat. Anyways, that should slow the bleeding at least. If the silver did get into her blood stream, we’ll have to get it out somehow.”
He looks at Kitsu, “Any ideas, nine-tailed fox?”
The black mist seeps from between my shoulder blades, taking the form of wings. I start shaking, and a loud, blood-curdling banshee-like scream escapes my lips. My fingernails form into long, black claws. I stand slowly, my skirt swaying as the misty wings flap a few times. I turn around, stepping inside. My footsteps seem to leave a swirling black mist in the wood. When I enter the house, another grin forms on Damon’s face.
-Raven
my vision is blurry but i can see where everyone is…”thanks” i mutter to damon i move over to kitsu when raven enters the room admittingly startly by the new appearance… “her hand wounds will heal, but they’ll scar for sure…by the time we have a chance to look we’ll hav to reopen the cut to fix the problem…but as of right now there appears to be more important matters to attend to…” kitsu stated plainly…the humming stopped and an earie silence washed over us…
“What’re you grinning about?” I snap at Damon, baring my teeth. They’re sharp, jagged, like an animal’s. I walk over to the table, my shoes tapping the old wood. I pull out a chair and sit down, examining my black claws.
“I didn’t think you’d be becoming the Ringmaster so quickly.” He steps over to me and plays with my hair. “Your hair is still a bit to short though.” I slap his hand away, growling.
“Do not touch me.” I say irritably, “I will send you back to the underworld.”
“Wow. That’s a great way to treat your friend of seven years, isn’t it?” He says sarcastically, grinning again.
“It’s better to reopen the wound and clean it than to let it get infected or worse. And with Ravenwillow having demon in her, I’d worry. I have a feeling that the mirror has been dipped in holy water to be cleaned. Mix that with the silver in her bloodstream, it may be disasterous, depending on her reactions to both things.” I cross my arms, making sure not to pierce my skin with my own claws, and sit back, ignoring Damon.
-Raven
*I start fighting the evil thing in my mind and I fight it and it go’s back in the mirror shard and I wake up*ugh that really hurt anyways I seen this in my past cuz I was there when this shard came out of a mirror well let’s say I kinda saved everyone in the past I was a hero but I trapped an evil Lord that wanted to take over everything everyone and the whole earth I trapped it in this mirror and it broke when I trapped it so every shard is in a different place and if you are really strong then he will try to take over your body well just parts of him when you are covered all over with the purple and black stuff then that’s when the taking over your body is complete if you find all of the shards and put them together it will make the mirror of lightness if we say the power of light compels you the power of light will destroy you the power of light is the most powerful power of the world and it will stop you then he will be killed destroyed forever I also see them in my sleep every time I sleep it’s like he’s in my mind I keep getting flash backs of what if I did something wrong and the world would be taken over by him I can’t anymore *I get a big headache and I fall to the ground* Aghhhhhhh *the evil Lord gets in my mind and mind controls me and I attack raven and ravenwillow*
I’m a werewolf and I don’t know what to do plz help me!
Plz help me im a werewolf and I don’t know what to do!
describe some of you’re symptoms. were you bitten??? or are you genetic???
” i wont argue with cleaning it…but i think it would have had to have an enchantment of somekind…im a witch remember…i have to clean my ritual space somehow…” i undo the the bandage that covers to now itchy wound. It’s ugly, stemming from a combinaton of the burn with my wound trying to heal around the glass fragments. i make a face at it, clearly displeased, “it would also explain the light that kept flashing from the shard when i touched it…” kitsu takes my hand and produces a claw from one of her fingernails. she looks at raven, waiting for approval.
I nod, “Be careful not to cut to deep, you may severe a vein.” I stretch my shadowy wings, keeping my eyes on my shoes.
Damon pulls out a chair and sits next to me. “Do you think you’ll have to move your sanctuary, Raven?” He doesn’t look at me, he’s looking at my claws, making sure I don’t decide to use them.
“Seeing that you led a demon here, I most likely have to. I’ve got the basement door locked from the last time you flashed in here.” I’m referring to the portal that only Damon can use that is located in the basement. “I know you said that only you can use it, but I still don’t trust it. But that doesn’t mean a demon can’t break the door down when I’m trying to sleep.” Nyx, Ophelia, and Jasper all let out a squeak, and take off outside.
“Just be careful and don’t overwork yourselves.” I call after them, now staring out the window. I tense up, anticipating the smell of blood. Damon sets his hand between my shoulder blades, inbetween my wings, and puts a small spell on me to hold me still while Kitsu does what she needs to.
-Raven
she nods and cuts swiftly and precisely. But the smell of blood you anticipated is strange…it doesn’t smell entirely like normal blood would…its…off. kitsu quickly sets to work, muttering a spell here and there to pull out located shards. she finds a surprisingly large fragment and while trying to remove it, it cuts open my hand more…i jerk away on reflex and the shard comes out. i keep the blood from dripping by licking the wound. kitsu examines the shard and glances back at my hand, examining its insides with her energy. “you’re lucky its the last one…” she looked at me for a moment before going back to the shard, ” its weird…this fragment…its not one solid peice…its multiple smaller ones that joined together…” she glanced over at raven and damon, “that means it had to rejoin once inside to hand…not to mention the fact that it felt like it was fighting me and trying to pull itself deeper when i was pulling it out…” she looked back to me, ” so it had to be enchanted…though i dont doubt the silver, but it seems it was of high-content…”
“i was right! totally called it…” i rised the fist of my non-injured hand in victory, but quickly lowered it as everyone turned to me. a shiver went up my spine at the feeling of muscle and tissue reforming in my hand. i watched the skin knit itself back together and finished grooming the blood off my hand, making sure none was left.
When Damon removes his hand, I lash out at him. “You know I hate that! Do you know how much that hurts?!” I snap, abruptly standing up and knocking my chair over. Damon rises to his feet to calm me down.
“Do you think I would have done that if there was another choice?” Damon says quietly.
“There are other options!” I yell furiously, shaking uncontrollably. Damon seems genuinely scared at this point. I’ve never acted like this towards him, only kind to him. Now the way I was speaking and acting was terrifying. Highly unusual.
“Slow down. What do you mean?”
“You could have put me in my bedroom! There were other things you could have done instead of paralyzing me like that! You know I have horrid episodes of sleep paralysis when you do that to me!” I claw at the table, leaving deep marks in the wood. In my fit of rage, I tear the photograph of the unknown girl and myself in half, separating the two in the picture.
Damon grabs my arm, trying his hardest to get me back to a normal state of mind.
“I said do not touch me!” I bellow and lash out at him again, cutting across his chest in one swift motion. He only stares at me, gingerly touching the wound.
“Raven…” He twitches once.
That seems to snap me out of my anger. “Damon… Oh my gods…”
-Raven
“…” i say nothing. just watching. theres nothing i could think to say. i wasnt scared or startled…i could feel her emotions radiating strongly from her skin. anger, hurt, the swirling, tumbling feelings overwhelmed me…i felt numb. so i sat there sitting dumbly on th floor watching but not seeing as raven slashed damon. kitsu changed her shape back to normal and stepped in front of me, in case anything should go flying…she tried to snap me out of it, but no amount of coaxing or even the invisible barrier could bring me back…only when raven began to calm down did i return to reality…
hey raven…whats ur roleplay style…cause i was wondering…
mine is improv. mixed with bits that are real…actual elements of my life…and whatever feels right…for example, kitsu is one of my personal guardians, shes a celestial fox, and when i made her character in her image then turned it human… i had wanted to give it blonde hair to match her golden fur, but she kept insisting on red hair and wanted to keep her pointy ears,,,afterward i went to the kitsune page and read about them and found it kinda ironic that its considered a mistake…considering thats what she wanted…lol
My roleplay style is a bit like yours. Like the mist and the thing about the Undead Ringmaster, those are true. I have to use a glamour in the human world, which I’ve used for so long now I cannot seem to remove it. The only way to see my true form is either in different worlds, the underworld, or the dreamscape. I don’t visit any of those very often.
I use real elements of my life when I roleplay, but I do add things that feel right, like they should be there. It’s something I’ve never quite understood about myself, but I don’t mind it.
I’ve even had events happen that we’re similar to the things I’ve roleplayed about on this site. It doesn’t happen often, but it has happened.
-Raven
I look at Damon. “I am so sorry…” I step back then run up the stairs, my claws leaving scratches on the handrail. Damon runs his hand through his hair, and he sits down again.
“Well this shirt is ruined.” He mutters to himself as he examines the rips. His own blood starts dripping from the wound, so he slowly gets up and goes up the staircase to clean up. He’s muttering things to himself as he walks.
I slam my bedroom door shut, sinking to the floor. “What did I just do?…” I look at my claws. I hate them. I despise the things now with a passion.
-Raven
i look at kitsu who shrugs. i sit there for a moment before deciding to go talk to raven. at the bedroom door i knock a few times…no response… so i sit with my back against the door ” im not leaving you in there…if you dont want to talk ill just wait right here till you’re ready…”
cool…oh and since i didn’t ask earlier… who’s your fav homestuck characters…human and troll
I like karkat and john… I totally ship them…plus i do a really cool kk impression…
-Ravenwillow
Damon exits the guest bedroom wearing a different shirt, a black button-up. He looks at you, nods, and goes downstairs.
“I don’t want to talk. Just… Don’t waste your time on me.” I mutter, a slight growl edging in my voice. I lean against the door, staring at the pictures on the wall. Some were of friends, others were band posters, and a few were of graveyards. The picture I had torn was the only one with myself in it.
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My favorite troll has to be Sollux. I have his personality and I knack for technology. Human wise, I’d have to say John. I also ship John and Kk. Also Rose and Kanaya. And Tavros and Gamzee. I ship it all like it’s FedEx.
I know this sounds a bit weird, but I’ve got cosplay sketches of all of the characters. I’ve cosplayed as Kurloz and Sollux already. Made the costumes myself, though the Kurloz one was a pain to do. But it was all fun, I must admit.
-Raven
“ill waste all my time on you…because its not a waste…youre my friend…” i let my head fall back against the door…thoughts rolling about in my mind. i take a deep breath and begin singing, “feel like the world don’t love you, they only wanna push you away. Somedays people don’t see you, feel like your in the way. today you feel, as if everyone hates, pointing their finger, looking at your mistakes. you do good, but they want great. no matter what you give they still wanna take. you give your love, and they throw it back. you give your heart, they go on attack. when there’s nothing left for you, only thing left you can do, say. today, today live like i wanna. let yesterday burn and throw it in a fire, in a fire, in a fire. fight like a warrior. today, today, live like i wanna. let yesterday burn and throw it in a fire, in a fire, in a fire. live like a warrior…” i then proceeded to sing the rest of matisyahu’s- live like a warrior…sounding like i was trying to cheer myself up at the same time.
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not weird at all. i cosplay all the time as my fav. characters from all sorts of things…even if im the opposite gender of the character…lol
-Ravenwillow
I stand up and open the door. My hair is covering my eyes. I drop to my knees, still shaking horribly.
Damon sits down at the table, examining the marks I left on the table. He then picks up the two pieces of the photograph, shaking his head. “I don’t know why she kept this picture. It makes her so upset.” He leans back in his chair.
I don’t say anything, just sit there. I bite my lip, my sharp teeth digging into the skin.
~~~~~
I have several cosplay costumes that I haven’t even worn yet. Mainly because I don’t have enough money for cosplay wigs, only enough to make the costumes. (I hate buying cosplay costumes off the internet.) I just never have enough time to cosplay, even in the summer.
-Raven
I’m genetic I, have a fasanation for the moon ,and dogs like,me some people plain hate me (I think they might be vampires though I’m not sure really)
i take it you have not shifted yet???
those are all pretty reasonable things, but do you have anything else that stands out…and your positive your a werewolf???
do you know what kind of werewolf you are???
and what kinda help do you need???
sorry for all the questions… but the info will help with accurate feedback.
-Ravenwillow
i place my hand on her shoulder… then quickly enbrace her, hoping to calm her down…”i think you’re gonna be ok…” i mummer trying to focus on calming her frantic energy…
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lol…i know the feeling…except its harder for me to make costumes…i tend to peice them together…or focus on specific things, rather then going all out…saves time, money, and my family pestering me with questions…d;
I don’t say anything as you hug me, only sit there. I’m not sure how to react, and I fear my claws might bring you harm. I stretch my dark, shadowy wings, and I shield us with them, as if to protect you from some unseen force, I only want to protect you. “I… I don’t know.” I mumble, taking a shuddering breath.
Damon closes his eyes, and a small flame flickers on one corner of the torn picture. It lights up, only to turn to ashes moments later. He then reopens his eyes and looks at Kitsu. He doesn’t say anything, wondering exactly what he should say.
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I’m so OCD that they have to be perfect. It’s kind of ridiculous how weird I get when I have something wrong with the costume. Like the Undertaker from Black Butler (Kiroshitsuji), who people say that I act just like. I made a cosplay costume, and didn’t have his socks. I got so anxious over that. It was so stupid, oh my gods. My family really doesn’t mind my cosplay, well, most of my family, anyways. I think it’s fun, and it’s a great way to pass time, making costumes. Or watching anime and reading Homestuck. And creepypastas. And watching horror movies. I don’t do much, as you can tell. Or socialize at least. *laughs*
under the cover of her wings i take her hands and twine her fingers gently in mine. i close my eyes a moment and open them again. the red-blue is back and you notice i grew claws nearly as impressive as your own, but slightly shorter. i look into your obsidian-black eyes, “im not afraid…you shouldnt be either.” i take her hand and try coaxing her to her feet, “come on…lets go back downstairs…”
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i think everyone is OCD in one way or another…and dont worry i dont get to see my friends till school starts again…and theyre all supernatural…or had somekinda expirience with it…most of the time i listen to music, watch youtube, or meditate/contemplate life…lol
I nod and shakily stand, my legs wobbling. “O- okay.” I mumble, and help you stand. I tuck my wings in, not looking at you. My cheeks are tinged a slight pink.
Damon releases the ashes into the air. He glances at the staircase, a worried expression surfacing.
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Heh. Not many of my friends are supernatural, only four of them, I do believe. I don’t have many human friends either. I don’t really know how to socialize with others. I get really awkward.
–Raven
we made our way downstairs with me helping her when her shaking legs made her look like she might stumble. i was the first to come into veiw of the room. quickly disappearing ashes floated around damon, and kitsu looked as uninvolved as usual…i noticed the lack of the picture on the tabletop and quickly pieced together what had occurred.
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we were kinda brought together by…well be it fate or magick, we were drawn to eachother…and omg dont i know the feeling!!! forever socially awkward… i think its because most people think im weird…which is true.
I go and sit down on the couch, my pale skin even paler, which the blush on my cheeks more obvious. I bring my knees up to my chest, wrapping my arms around them. I look at Kitsu, then gaze out the window, silent.
Damon folds his arms across his chest, an eyebrow quirked. He turns his attention to you. “Is she alright? She still seems… different. In a bad way.”
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Well, I don’t think you’re weird. You seem pretty awesome, and I know awesome when I see it. But what I find weird is, all of my supernatural friends have known me for more than six years. Zed, Damon, and the Operator’s nephew have all known me for more than six years, while the rest of my friends have known me for less. It could be a coincidence, seeing that I’ve known Zed for eleven years, Damon seven, and the Operator’s nephew for six. It perplexes me, but not enough to take up all of my time.
-Raven
i stared out the doorway to the clearing…”shes fine…she’ll calm down fully on her own time, but losing control can be kinda tramatic…especially if you’re not used to the feeling… plus” i turned to look at damon “i remember a certain someone paralyzing her…and i know how much i hate that feeling…” i meant it teasingly, but i was glad to see that i got under his skin when his eyes lit up. i smiled and turned to watch the clearing again. “we’ll have to leave here soon…we go back to my haven…from there we can alter the vibrations to suit your own” i glanced over my shoulder at raven and kitsu for a moment then returned my focus ahead. ” you should pack whatever you want to take…chances are you wont be returning here… hurry… but take as much time as you dare. if they knew i was coming…then they know we’re here. Damon…” i adressed him again “your coming too…” then i walked out into the clearing with kitsu coming after me,shifting to a small and three tailed version of herself and leaping gracefully to my shoulder. i walked out to glade and waited by him for raven and damon.
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im weird and proud of it…who said weird wasnt awsome!!! lol… ive known some of them scince elementary school…others forged an inseparable bond the first day of middle school…but we’re all pretty close…
ive narrowed down my first shift…i believe it will be during some kinda solar/ lunar event…like this upcoming blue moon…or the 2017 solar eclipse that going right over the U.S. is a highly probable occasion…
in the dream i first learned my wolf form and her name (Nightshade), i also had seen 3 lunar paths line up and it got dark with red-hued lighting…but it was too bright to look up…sounds like a solar eclipse to me…but to be safe im keeping a look out for other occasions and full moons…
-Ravenwillow
Damon rises from his seat. When he sees that I’m not moving, he dashes upstairs to grab the clothes I kept at the house. A few minutes later, he stomps back downstairs, a black backpack slung over his shoulder. “Come on, Raven.” He touches my shoulder, “I’ll come back later to get your other things, but we have to go. Okay?”
I look up at him and nod. “… Alright…” I stand, and he puts his hand on my elbow, leading me outside. I stand on the porch, staring at the grass. “I know you burned the picture… But why?…”
Damon shuts the front door, a stern look on his face. “Because that girl broke your heart. You’re depressed enough as it is, I’m not letting you become any worse. You don’t deserve that. She didn’t deserve you. Now let’s go, the demon could show up any minute, and I’m not sure how many he’s going to bring with him.”
I nod and walk towards Badriyah, resting my palm on her snout. “I know I look different, but I’m still the same Raven. I think so anyways.” I smile a bit as she nuzzles me gently.
“Wow. You can’t even drive a car, Rave, yet you can control a gigantic dragon?” Damon shakes his head as I get on the dragon.
“You can barely drive too, so shut up and get on.” I snap, not looking at him. He frowns and does as I tell him.
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Weird is awesome.
Anyways, I think you should keep an eye on the moon cycle and eclipses. You never know what can happen, as I’ve learned. The moon is as unpredictable as a human. (No offense, Seth, but this is just what I’ve gathered after living in the human realm all of my life.)
-Raven
i mount E-tak in one swift movement and take to the air first, leading the way back to the clearing. though time had passed everywhere else, the full moon was still high in the sky by the time we reached the clearing…
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trust me…i will…im to anxious for my first shift not to…
i swear im going to be that person who shifts in their sleep and is calmly confronted by their father over breakfast about why there was a black wolf sleeping in their recliner/bed when he went in there to check if they did all their homework…lololol… 🙂 🙂 🙂 d; …
Damon looks around as I land Badriyah. “Woah. Huge energy shift.” He rubs his forehead, jumping off of the beast. His eyes shift to red, and he crosses his arms.
I dismount Midnight, and she nuzzles my side as I step in front of her. I smile a bit more, lost in thought. I shake my head, the smile fading, and find the tree I had sat in earlier. “It’s still dark. I like it.” I lay back in the tree, crossing my legs. I close my eyes and listen to the world around me, alert to anything that needed attention.
Damon sets the bookbag at the base of the tree I was in, then turns to you. “You think it’s a good idea to bring me here? I mean really. You don’t trust me. You probably only speak to me because Raven is my friend. What would make you think I wasn’t going to do something? A demon you don’t trust at the place you cherish most…” He shrugs, silent. He looks up in the tree I’m sitting in. ‘What is she thinking?’ He thinks to himself.
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I’m terrified that my glamour might come off at school or in my sleep. That would suck. In Mississippi (I do NOT have a country accent. You have no idea how many people think that.) would drive me out of the state. They’d probably try to send me out for different reasons, but my true form would probably cause chaos.
-Raven
Um I need help every night my dog keeps on go’s all over me and licks my face when I’m trying to sleep and she follows me everywhere in My house and she always wants to play with me what does this mean help me
probably that your dog wants attention…certain behavioral things can be tied to supernatural…but this sound like a case of bordom…the dog is trying to be friendly with the weakest energy above her, she probably sees you more as a friend than a superior…do some obedience and make her play games by YOUR rules…like dont throw the ball till shes looking at you…its your game, not the balls…im sure there’s nothing off in this case, but if it keeps going or gets worse, report back and ill try to see if there’s more to this…
-Ravenwillow
K
I try ed doing something just like you said and my dog still does the same thing
…what kind of dog is she???…
she is a shiztu i think thats how you spell it
“actually damon…kitsu doesn’t trust you, but i have a knack for sensing how a person really is…and ive noticed the way you look out for raven…” i stroked E-tak gently then sent him off to do his own thing, he flew off calling midnight to follow him, and set to work improving the marble collumn so they could both sleep on it. “sure you may be quick to temper with certain things, but in the demonic sense…youre a lot like me actually…” i looked at him seriously,” its true this is my home…but im sharing it with raven, and by extension…you.” i took a moment before continuing. “im going to begin the altering of the energy…we have to allow yours and ravens energy to mingle with mine and the raw energy spots floating about around here. ill need your help…so lets get to work.”
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well…being driven out is probably better than being shot….which is whatll happen to me here in texas should i break out and go wandering around…
i didn’t think you had an accent…i dont have a texan accent…the closest thing to an accent i have is saying rum instead of room…which comes from my parents being from maine…but im not going around saying yall or anything…
-Ravenwillow
I glance at you, then close my eyes again and let my thoughts wander. So many things were rushing around in my head that I couldn’t quite place what all was going on in there. Midnight senses this as she helps E-tak, and mentally sends him a message that something’s not quite right with me. I started to have flashbacks, and my claws dug into the bark of the tree.
Damon nods. “Alright. What do we need to do?” He senses my panic, and he wonders if the energy balance would help.
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You have a point there. Though if I did leave my house without the glamour, I might meet a similar fate.
The people I’ve met over the years don’t believe me when I tell them I’ve lived in Mississppi all of my life. They think I’m from the northern part of the United States, which I find ridiculous, yet I can understand the confusion. It’s odd that all of my friends have the same accent and personal beliefs (not religion though), but then again, the people who don’t particularly like me are conservative or are just plain rude because of certain things about me. But living in the southern region of the U.S., I should expect things like that.
-Raven
i feel the troubled aura of raven and sense the unease of kitsu and the dragons. in response to damon i go to the waters edge…focusing my energy i consentrate on the vibration of ravens familiars. three orbs of swirling colors appear between my spread palms and float about there for a moment, then i took the first one and made it dissolve…speading the particles about the entire haven with mental directions. i continued with the other two before guesturing for damon to do the same. i took a step back to observe.
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isnt that how it always goes…
Seth!
do you know what you’re going to wish for on the blue moon???
also…its come to my attention that some supernatural conditions can also be passed down to a being if they’ve been that creature in a past life…though its more rare than being bitten or genetic lineage…it is possible. just thought id let you know…
id also like to know if you’d consider creating a wendigo page here on SOS…if youd like information i know quite a bit… all you need to do is ask.
-Ravenwillow
Hail Ravenwillow,
Thanks for this reminder re: the Blue Moon. Always reminds me of The Doctor... wonder how if he is still keeping on?
I was not aware of this as a wishing occasion. What is your experience with this and how is it done?
As per the wendigo page, I would be happy to post whatever info you would want to submit for a post. The only research currently showing on the site re: the Wendigo was conducted by ASSANJIN here some time ago.
That said, any structural changes to the site are at present not possible owing to some outdated code that still needs fixing! If you wouldn’t mind sending me an email about it seth@sethonsurvival.com that is the best way for me to post that! Also please include your personal experience with the being if applicable.
Keep on keeping on,
Seth
i sent the message, its a bit long…sorry.
the blue moon is a witchy, wishing occasion. moon energy can be unpredictable so the closest thing to an accurate percentage is 60-70% of the time it works. ive gotten some good results with it before. i dont believe there’s a special way of doing it, but i go outside and meditate on the thing i want, while trying to focus on the feeling of the blue moon. then i release the idea of my desire to the moon and the universe takes care of the rest…as above, so below, u know???
also, if u dont mind, will you send Raven269 my email??? if you could, id really appreciate it. thanx seth
with due respect,
-Ravenwillow
Damon repeats the process in his mind before stepping to the water’s edge. He focuses, his breathing steady, and the result is the same as yours. He stands and crosses his arms, his hazel eyes flickering to red then back for a moment.
I snap my eyes open, the black orbs I call that eyes scan the clearing, making sure that this wasn’t just a dream. I let out a lengthy sigh and jump down from the tree, tearing a hole in the black fabric of my skirt. I mutter something foul under my breath and let the mist consume me, and it acts as a thick black curtain. I emerge seconds later with a black mid-thigh skirt and fishnets tights in the place of the previous skirt. I sit at the edge of the lake, closing my eyes. The last orb bursts into small particles and spreads about the haven. I stand once again, but I still seem the same.
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Oh, I love the mythology behind Wendigos. So very intriguing! But I do did many species of creature interesting. Oh well. Wendigos do interest me though, I must admit.
-Raven
i close my eyes and take a deep breath. when i opened them, they shown red-blue. my flames returned and engulfed me in a fiery bubble. it receeded to reveal that only my main outfit remained, no cloak, no staff… the flames peeled back and congealed between my shoulder blades to form brilliant blue dragon wings with black symbols and designs. i smiled and stretched my new creation. “lets celebrate!!! we survivee another day, and overcame the days obstacles! You have a new companion, Raven! lets cast aside our regrets of the past, and our worries of the future and enjoy our accomplishments in the now!” in my hand solidified a wine glass of a mysterious elven brew. the drink wasnt alchoholic, but it was garenteed to brighten the mood.
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i know what you mean!
im not the one obsessed with the wendigo though…that would be a distant cousin of mine…im trying to get him to join the site, so you’ll get to meet him soon enough.
btw hes a homestuck…d;
“What is that?” Damon asked, pointing at the cup of mysterious liquid. “It smells familiar.”
I shrug. “Alright. I guess we can do that.” I sit on the grass once more. I take the black mist that never seems to entirely disappear and to mold it into a bubble. I whisper something uncomprehendable as the mist hardens into what seems like black glass. I create two more bubbles like this. I take my long black claw and pop them with ease. My familiars Nyx, Ophelia, and Jasper emerge from the bubbles as I pop them.
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I wish I knew more people who liked Homestuck. I don’t really have people to talk about it with. To be honest, if there were more Homestuckers on the site, a page would be made about them. “They have the appearance of humans, but don’t let that fool you! You may be sucked down into the dark abyss created by none other Andrew Hussie himself.”
If that actually happened, I would be so bløødy happy.
-Raven
“oh this???” i smirk in satisfaction ” its just a little something i made with a friend of mine. i dont remember the proper name for what we were TRYING to make, but we failed and made something else entirely…so im not sure how it could be familiar.” i manifested a small glass in my other hand and poured some of my drink into it and offered it to damon. in the light of the full moon you could see the colorful swirls of magick shimmering and swirling about.
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YESSS!!! ALL THE YESSSZZZ!!! lololol…d;
Damon sniffs the concoction before taking a swig. “Woah.” He grins. “Not too bad. I like it.” He continues to drink the liquid until the cup is empty.
I sit on the ground, petting the three small creatures as the squeak with delight. A hint of a smile appears on my lips.
Damon notices my almost-smile. “Hey, Raven.” He kneels down in front of me and holds out his hand, palm facing upward. A red-black flame flickers up from his palm. A second later, a photograph of me and him shows up through the miniature fire. The fire goes down, and his hands me the picture. “To replace the other one. This one won’t bring back bad memories, okay?”
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“When they say ‘Lemme tell you bout Honestuck’, say no and RUN.”
Oh my god and goddess, Seth please do this. Hahahahaha.
-Raven
i stare at the moon for a while before speaking, ” i see youve made it, wouldn’t be a party without you.” i turn to stare into the darkness under the trees “perhaps youd like to help me make this place lively???” for a moment it seemed as if i was talking to air, when a pair of ice-colored eyes came into view and a black, four-legged form stepped out of the shadows. she walked up to me and sat down, ” i was wondering when youd be back, pup. i see you brought friends.” she glanced at raven and damon. “yes, but you knew that didn’t you, just as you must know they’re staying with us???” she looked back at me “yeah, yeah… anyway sure ill help, but you know what i want.” of course, Nightshade. you want the goods and ill deliver.” i knelt down and placed my upward palm to her, to which she responded by placing her palm in my hand.
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yes seth!!! please!!! do it!!!
its only half supernatural, but it is a threat to a persons life style. hours, trapped in front of your computer. and its possible we’ll be responsible for the end of the world… we’ll create sburb and it’ll all be over… sorry guys, skyia calls… lololol…d;
I look to the black beast with ice-blue eyes. She reminds me of my theriotype, the only difference being is the eyes. “Thank you, Damon.” I take the picture and look over it, my smile growing some.
Damon nods and stands, looking to the four-legged creature. “Greetings.” He bows respectively.
Nyx, the liveliest of my familiars, takes off and flies around the creature. “She is saying hello,” I say, rubbing Jasper’s ears carefully.
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We should create sburb. I’d like to see how it would turn out and how long it would take humans to realize how to play.
And Seth, never say yes to a Homestucker who says the infamous line, “Lemme tell you bout Homestuck.” NEVER. You’ll be trapped at your computer/ phone (depending if you have this specific app where it automatically saves your spot). You won’t escape if you say yes.
You can never escape.
Lemme tell you bout Homestuck. :o)
-Raven
her paw in my hand*** sorry…
Imma homestuck!
–Orion Beard
Wooo!!!
well I haven’t shifted yet,the thing that stands out is the hair and nails,sense of hearing and smell as well,I’m pretty sure I’m an oak,or just some random loner species,I need help because if I’m just a random loner species I don’t know what moon I’ll change on.
-Wolfie
the thing with genetic ww is that you cant really predict these things…im a loner species as far as i know. best thing to do is prepare for every full moon the best you can…if you have a high fever or feel wierd during a particular moon…take extra precautions just in case…thats the best i can give you…wish u luck
-Ravenwillow
a little advise…if there’s a particular post that u want to comment on, hit the reply button next to the dates at the top of the post…d;
thx ravenwillow