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Post by Ezra Gomez on Mar 12, 2013 20:36:13 GMT -5
Ezra walked into the church calmly breathing slowly as she wanted to stay calm.Her brown eyes looked at the cross on the wall as her hands she dipped in the holy water.Thinking about Mary as she looked at the statue of the virgin Mary she rubbed the water on her four head into a cross.She then approached the Mary statue looking into her eyes and wondering if she felt the pain she did right now.She kept breathing slowly but it got higher with each breath no and then.She then turned her slim bod to the scene on the wall of Jesus crucified her eyes looking into his in the image as her mind went back to that guy who tried to kiss her but ended up choking and having his mouth and stomach being melted by her black spit.He hand shook as the emotion of sadness hit her like a tsunami.Her eyes began to turn black and she cried the black tears that dripped on the floor and melted through the wood.Her mouth began to basically vomit the black acid spit onto the cross.Her mind raced with another bad memory when her parent showed her gift to there priest after mass,and he said to her after seeing it as her 12 year old self trembled back then at his word."What is in you is darker then the devil."Then she started sweating the black liquid it melting her cl others and the near by wall that it dripped on.Her nose bleed ed the lack acid as her ears did the same.Now she was really scared now that she couldn't,see,hear,ta st,smell or barley move her self.She kept trying to pray but the thought of her being evil hurt her and her powers kept going.
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Post by Seth Turner on Mar 13, 2013 17:57:09 GMT -5
. so i go insane like i always do AND I CALL YOUR NAME, SHES A LOT LIKE YOU
This was stupid. He didn't need to be in the chapel. Every second he stayed standing on the supposedly holy ground, he kept expecting to be struck down by lightning. Wouldn't that be something, death by act of God. His lip raised in a sneer, but he shifted uncomfortably again at the thought of dying. Lately it seemed all he could think about was death. Maybe that was because the pain that gripped him kept reminding him that life was too short to be wasted. Of course, his whole life was a waste, so it didn't matter what he decided to do with his time. Still, the church was almost always empty, and there was some kind of peace that was always in the air, it comforted him, even if he did feel out of place here.
He settled back into one of the pews, eyes closed as he tried to reign in his own power. It was desperate and begging to be let out. More than that, it was hungry. He let out a muted groan, stifling the pain through gritted teeth. He was silent for awhile, maybe longer than he actually realized, until he heard the sound of stifled crying and muted prayers. Standing up, he narrowed his eyes at the girl that was blubbering at the alter. Pathetic. Mouth quirked in his trademark smirk, he waltzed up to where she was, but hesitated at the acrid stench of the black bile she was spitting. His mouth burned and his eyes began to water with the power of it. He could taste it in his mouth, and on down his throat was the familiar searing pain that he had felt years ago in that forest. Acid emission. He stumbled back away from her. If she couldn't deal with her own power, that was her problem. He turned to leave, but couldn't bring himself to walk.
Painstakingly, he turned back towards her and hesitantly stepped forward. There was no way he was getting close enough to touch her. Absorbing her power was the last thing he wanted to do. "Are you planning on puking up all your insides, or just enough to give the floor a nice black finish?"
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Post by Ezra Gomez on Mar 13, 2013 19:14:43 GMT -5
He ears stopped bleeding the black liquid and she heard a voice it made her startled but loose track of her dark past memories.She stopped vomiting and closed her mouth as her mind loss the bad memories.She brushed back a long strand of her hair so she could see.But at that moment she realized she could see and her black tears had stopped and her eye went back to there normal brown color.
"What is wrong with you, you jerk cant you see I'm venting,if i don't release the....the.. diablo inside me i cant control it"She glared at him noticing his hesitation."Are you scared of me."She then took a step forward her slightly burnt sundress due from the black acid."Of course someone like you couldn't understand you probably have some marvelous gift....am i right its something amazing something good ....something not evil."She said slight louder as her eyes narrowed on him.
"So tell me is it it a good gift mr.Jerk "She said as she stepped forword and nudge his chest with her finger."Well.."She gritted her teeth at him and her black spit could easly be seen through her teeth as she then bit her toung.Which then squirted the black acid from her tounge but not in a direct aim but in the direction of Seth.She crossed her chest sill mad at him flickerd in her.
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Post by Seth Turner on Mar 17, 2013 21:33:24 GMT -5
. so i go insane like i always do AND I CALL YOUR NAME, SHES A LOT LIKE YOU
Finally, she stopped oozing whatever foul stuff that her power gave her. Of course, Seth wasn't going to get any closer to her. Then again he'd never been particularly content with being scared. It had been years since that stupid incident with the acid freak, he needed to get over it. He narrowed his eyes at the girl. Hello solution.
Only now she was staring at him, brown eyes now visible without the black muck. She was rambling about something, probably calling him a name or two, that's what people usually did when he made some insensitive remark. The good news was, she wasn't dying, like he originally thought she might be. A word caught his attention. Diablo. Interesting, didn't that mean Devil or something? Diablo. He should get people to start calling him that, it would be a perfect nickname. With just the right amount of intimidation. He chuckled at the idea, then jerked away from her as he realized she had stepped closer. "Scared? Please, of a little girl who can't control her power?" He was mildly happy that he managed to get the words out without stepping away again.
He couldn't help the defiant laugh as she let out her mini rant, about how he was probably gifted with something brilliant. He couldn't possibly understand. No, because no one understands anybody else. He steeled himself as she poked his chest, but nearly jumped out of his skin as a line of black acid shot towards him. It narrowly missed him and sizzled as it hit the ground. "Sheesh, chill out, cobra. Keep your venom to yourself."
"Well, I can see the crazy is just dying to spill out of you, but if you could hold it in a little longer, that would be great thanks." He forced a grin as he tried to regain his composure. Crossing his arms over his chest, he stared down at her. She was clearly still upset, apparently over the horrors of her own power. "Listen princess, you need to grow up and realize that none of our powers are gifts. They aren't of the devil either. They are what they are." His lip curled in a sneer, "And if you touch me again, then I'll show you exactly the type of power I was gifted with. So what's it gonna be? You wanna dance, cobra?"
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Post by Oya Norton on Mar 17, 2013 22:34:09 GMT -5
The word Cobra angered her but she just stood their listing to him rant about something she had. Then the word little girl caught her hearing and she flickered with anger. How could he be angry at her he is the one who basically emotionally attacked her during her emotional heart attack She glared at him hearing him call her a little girl even if she was acting that way he had no right.
Then she heard his threat and that did not settle when she processed it.”Well I do know something about my power,but I havnt seen your’s”She took quick strides to the thermostat on the wall playing with it at first as she had a devilish smirk.”Lets see which one of us has the more eviler diablo in them shall we. Show me yours. “She smirked an switched the thermostat to high heat.
Her body then walked back to Seth and she did circles around if in a stride. “Well Mr. Jerk show me watcha working with little girl. “She taunted him as she walked around him. She brushed back her long black hair out of her view as the room got hotter and the familiar stench of the black acid came back as she began to sweat the black acid from her body, the black acid oozed out of her pores as she did her stride more faster “Well show me.”
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Post by Seth Turner on Mar 29, 2013 19:08:30 GMT -5
. so i go insane like i always do AND I CALL YOUR NAME, SHES A LOT LIKE YOU
Apparently the flustered little girl wasn't content to sit back and be bullied. But now that she wasn't vomiting the noxious fumes, Seth could feel the fear fading away, and then there was only one thing consuming his attention. Her black power drifted like a vapor around her, enticing him wickedly. It would be so easy to take it, so easy to give in to the desperation that clawed at his insides like a rabid animal. So easy that even he didn't realize it as he took a small step forward. It was her voice that woke him up, and he jerked his arms back to his sides as he watched her turn up the heat in the room. What the heck was she doing?
Then like the snake she was, she began to circle him, grinning devilishly like she knew the power was in her hands. But she was taunting him, wanting him to take the bait, wanting him to show her exactly what he could do. She didn't want to find out though, Seth knew that from experience. Everyone wanted to know until he showed them who he was. Then he was a thief of power, a monster who drains the lives of others. No one ever wanting to know who he really was. So he watched her pace, the heat causing an uncomfortable amount of black to ooze from her skin. He wiped away the sweat collecting on his forehead, and choked down a swallow as the stifling heat smothered his lungs.
"Not so innocent, are you little girl? Is this how you trap people, play the pitiful act and then turn on them like a snake? You really are a cobra, and here I was just calling you that to be ironic." He crossed his arms and stared her down, but refused to turn around as she walked behind him. She was provoking him, taunting him and waiting for his resolve to break. And it wanted to, so desperately. He wanted her power. He could taste it on the waves of heat that crackled in the air. "You're an idiotic child who doesn't realize what she's asking. Do you enjoy pain? Do you enjoy being the victim or the bully? Because right now, you're asking to be both. You can't be both, cobra." He spun to face her and stepped close, accidentally touching and feeling the acid burn on his skin. He clenched his teeth as his pupils constricted with the pain. "That's it, your venom is mine." He grabbed hold of her wrist and yanked her towards him. Searing pain blistered his skin, but then he let his power loose, and it rushed to their points of contact and sucked her molten acid ability into his body. His yell of pain died off and then he was grinning at her with a hollow smile and eyes that were glazed over with a silver sheen.
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