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4:24pm Jun 5 2012
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[[Bacckkkkkkkkkk~ <3423423423423 ]]
Curses were spat in every direction from the boys looking at the lights. Just when they thought they found the culprit for their flickering, all of the lights started flickering once more. I wanted to scream, but instead I groaned quietly in irritation.
"Watch the language, b-"
Before I could finish, I heard a ringing (She could too, right? If not, forget that part D: ) and the light right above me com-busted. The myriad of shards of glass lay around me, as my arms went over my head in a delayed reaction. I felt another wave of coldness, but I chose to worry about that later. Shivering, I put my arms down and looked back at the sailor - mouth men that stared at me wide eyed. A light exploded right above me, and not an inch of me was harmed. Swallowing, I looked back up at the light. My adrenaline was rushing, and I tried to slow my heart down. But the air in this home was frightening.
"I know I paid you just to put my boxes down and help me organize with the big stuff. But how about I pay you more to stay a little later and try to fix this stuff up, while I fix you guys up some lunch?"
My voice portrayed just how tired I was, and how frightened I was by what just happened. Their faces showed that they were just as frightened as they watched the other lights skeptically, like another one would explode above them. And the last thing I needed was to pay more to these guys. They were already asking for my whole last paycheck down at my home state. And I still haven't found a job here yet. Putting my bangs behind my ear, my shoulders sagged in defeat as I walked to the kitchen. The men seemed excited to get back to work at the sound of getting food - and money, so they didn't complain.
Was that just out of good luck, that I wasn't covered and scraped with glass? I shivered at the thought of what just happened as I started getting lunch meats out of the cooler. I had brought food to start stocking up in my fridge, but I was afraid to put the food from the cooler to the fridge - for it might explode. I tried smiling to myself, tried to be optimistic. But it wasn't working, because my 'smile' didn't even reach my eyes. After getting all of the meats out of the cooler, I searched for the bread in one of my bags. After finding those, I got plates out and other necessities. The lights in the kitchen flickered slightly. Putting my elbows on the counter, and covering my face with my hands I mumbled to myself, "When will I do anything right?"
I couldn't help but think all of this was my fault. I mean, I did choose this house. I should have asked more about the history of the home. If there were always problems with the water pipes, electricity, and fire alarms. And almost - as - if - they - lock - all - by - them - self door knobs, cock roaches, rusted doors, creaky steps, stained or rickety floors, dead grass in the back yard, dangerous animals roaming around just this house the one time I visited at night time... The list could go on, on what was wrong with this place. Why didn't I ask about any of it before I came? The only thing I noticed were the stains on the floors, and I had looked at it as something else I could prove to my mother I could fix. Sighing, I shook my head slightly to stop the negative thoughts. But how could I? Nothing was going right. And, for me, everything needed to be perfect.
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5:12am Jun 6 2012 (last edited on 5:13am Jun 6 2012)
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[[No problemo. <33 Welcomes back. ;D And da ringing as just the electromagnetic fields moving faster to break the lights, which made vibrations anyone would be able to hear. So yez, she could hear it. xD]] Powra hoped she was alright, standing a little ways off from her as he watched the men staring at her. It was rather 'lucky', after all. He didn't think anything had managed to touch her, or rather, he hoped nothing had. Judging by the fact he couldn't see any blood, he would hazard a guess that she was fine. But exactly why that fact made him so much happier, he didn't know. There was just something... Different about this one. Something out of the norm, that made him want to be near her. He couldn't be near her too long, though; he was far too cold for that. She'd probably get ill or something. He was glad she had organised for the men to stay, though. The spirits might be a little calmer if they had witness to their activities, and that meant Tenebrae and the other 'leader' could discuss whether or not to drive this one out quickly or slowly. Hopefully the latter as it would give her a chance, in the very least. She looked scared, though. Weary, fed up, and frightened. For some reason, that fact angered him, and he decided to do something he'd never done before: Go against Tenebrae and do his best to make sure she survived. After all, what did he have to lose? His meagre existance was hardly worth anything anyway. There was nothing that made his 'life' worth living, he was simply there. As everyone else in the house was, as this girl would be too if they had their way. So why shouldn't he keep an eye on her? He could be her... Guardian angel, of sorts. Even if he couldn't be near her for prolonged periods of time, or be seen by her. She shivered again as she was preferring the food, then gave a false smile. She really was frightened, thought Powra, but it was understandable, he supposed. Her eyes didn't smile, something he considered a pity, since they were very beautiful. In his opinion, in the least. But his opinions had never mattered much in the past. As she spoke, he listened to her words carefully, not understanding at first. When it dawned on him, he realized she must have blamed herself for all the incidents going on in the house. What a stupid thought, there was absolutely no way she could have been held responsible. ''You never did anything wrong.'' He spoke before he could stop himself, his breath catching in his throat. Nevermind. She probably didn't hear him anyway, and if she did, well... She'd just think it was one of her workers.
He would have to think of a better way to make her feel better. Maybe he could start with finding some of the things the others had misplaced and putting them back where they belonged... Maybe. Or he could go fix the lighting. Yes, that's what he'd do. Mind made up, he walked out into the hallway and to the fusebox, walking around the man already heading there. Just because he could pass through things didn't mean he liked the feeling of it. The door on the box swung open as if on its own, and a bright spark of electricity shot from it, an action accompanied by a slight buzzing sound. A few moments later, all the lights turned on and stayed on- save the one that had blown, that is.
Well now. I should... Probably put something intelligent here. At some point. Eventually.
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... Screw it. HYE. ♥
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7:26am Jun 6 2012
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[[Hehehehe <3432423432243
When should Nikki start noticing Powra? ]
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11:43am Jun 6 2012
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[[Hurr, I unno. Once the pepples go mebbe, unless you want her to seem crazy, in which case she coulda heard his voice and ask 'em who talked to her.]]
Well now. I should... Probably put something intelligent here. At some point. Eventually.
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... Screw it. HYE. ♥
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12:23pm Jun 6 2012
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[[ Yeah, I didn't know when she should start hearing/noticing him and stuff. How about I start all of that once she's by herself, when she wakes up in my next post. Maybe it could be night when she wakes up, cause then it's more creepy. xD ]]
After finishing with the sandwiches - I could practically hear the boys thoughts about how much they hated working on this house, so I tried making double for each - I brought them out on a large plate and put it on the table.
"Here you go-"
I started, as I looked back at them. But stopped when I saw their faces. All of them looked up, their jaws hanging out, their wide eyes not looking away from the ceiling at the lights all working perfectly except for the one that busted. I was about to get their attention, but one of the guys finally looked back at me. He was the biggest one there, the one with the tattoos snaking down his arm and sweat covering every bulging muscle he had, and a bruise covering his whole left eye. I wouldn't want to get in a fight with this guy, and I feel bad for whoever tried punching him in the face. The man's face was pale, almost as if completely in shock.
"G-guys, we gotta h-head out-tta here..."
The big guy said, which made my eyebrows furrow in confusion. Then he started rambling in a frantic matter about how the fusebox 'opened by itself' and then he grabbed his things and disappeared out the door in a panicking run. I frowned, running to the door to call him back and explain and turned around to find the others packing up their stuff and running out too. Like they'd seen a ghost or something.
"Wait... What's going on?"
I said, as the last one left passed by me and started walking down the porch steps.
"This is your house lady. I don't plan on ending up like the other people that lived here. Have fun, you're on your own."
And with that, all the guys that had been payed to help me disappeared in their car and drove off. Leaving me with all the boxes. Closing the door and walking back inside, the words from the last guy that left came back to my head. How did the other people end up? I shivered. Maybe he was just trying to scare me. I mean, they all looked pretty scared. I looked up at the lights and crossed my arms. Maybe they were druggies and hallucinating or something.
At least the lights were now working. Now how to fix everything else, on my own? I had a strange desire to call my mom for some encouraging words, but she'd just rub it in. And I couldn't call my dad to come down here to help me, my parents lived in a whole other state. Even though he'd probably do anything for me, I wouldn't ask him.
Exhausted, I fell to the sofa - the living room was now the only close - to - finished room, so maybe I could sleep there until I found some energy again to get my bed room in order. Laying face down on the sofa, my left arm dangling down to the floor, my eyes easily closed, and all I had to do was take one breath until I fell into an instant sleep.
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12:33pm Jun 6 2012 (last edited on 9:40am Jun 7 2012)
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[[Oohh, sounds good. Powra's gonna do a /fail/ attempt at helping. 8D]] Powra walked back into the room after he saw the girl walk in there, and gave an amused laugh at the ex
pression on the burly, biker-type man in the center of the room. The miserable excuse of a man was stammering, for heaven's sake, stuttering and stumbling over his words like a little child. It was impossible not to laugh, especially with the colour drained from his face and his eyes wide. He stopped laughing, though, when he realized that if they left, she'd end up having to do all the work by herself. And he was the one who'd caused it, when he'd been trying to help. Staring blankly as they moved through him- he still hated that- he got his wits about him just in time to run to the door after them, grabbing at one of their shirts in a vain attempt to make him stay. No, all that did was send him colliding with the dirt, his body making heavy impact. Just great. No way were they coming back now.
Those filthy scumbags.. Leaving her to do all the work by herself, as if that was an excusable thing to do, as if it were the righteous, noble thing to do to run away because they were scared. Well, he'd just have to help her cort things out by himself. Not that his attempts at helping had done a lot of good before, but... There y'go. He glanced over to her as she lay down on the couch, and was asleep in minutes. She must have been exhausted, and it wasn't surprising. Walking quickly, he went over to the front door where some of her boxes were still stacked up in the hall way. May as well bring these to their appropriate rooms, he thought. Just as the other spirits could move the boxes and put them in the wrong rooms, he could, with some level of difficulty and effort, move the boxes into the rooms they belonged in. That done, some time had already managed to pass, and there was still a lot left to do. He moved up the stairs, into her bedroom, where a dissassembled bed lay on the floor. Attempting to reconstruct it resulted in a feeling of dizziness, something he wasn't aware would happen, and he dropped some of the wood onto the floor. Gah, that had been tiring... He sat back on the floor, shaking his head. He should probably move, she'd stayed in the house long enough that she might be able to see him. If he didn't move, he should at least dissipate, but he decided it could wait. She was asleep, after all. [[Blergh, apologies for that. ]]
Well now. I should... Probably put something intelligent here. At some point. Eventually.
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... Screw it. HYE. ♥
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12:40pm Jun 6 2012
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9:40am Jun 7 2012
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[[I SORREH. /clinged to/]]
Well now. I should... Probably put something intelligent here. At some point. Eventually.
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... Screw it. HYE. ♥
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10:03am Jun 7 2012
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[[When she starts seeing him, what will she see? :))))
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10:14am Jun 7 2012
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[[Hurr. When she first sees him, he'll be ever so slightly translucent, possibly with blurred 'edges'. Y'know, like looking at a reflection in water. As for his appearance, he has shoulder-length, curly black hair, silver eyes, an his skin is incredibly pale. Denim jeans and a blue, red and purple tie-dye shirt, all of it faded. Fairly tall, with no visible signs to makr how he died, seeing as a he died of an overdose. That's pretty much it, really.]]
Well now. I should... Probably put something intelligent here. At some point. Eventually.
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... Screw it. HYE. ♥
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12:55pm Jun 7 2012
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[[ Okay. So technically she'd see his body, yeah? but like... 'ghost - like'?
LOL. Dude, I don't wanna' fail, so I have to know details ;) ]]
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11:04am Jun 8 2012
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[[ Up. I'm glad you have a life Ty, but I miss seeing you on every hour of the day like us last year. Maybe I should get a life too... ]]
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1:04pm Jun 16 2012
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[[ I really don't feel motivated to put up a post, knowing you won't be here for another week. I miss you. <3
I'll make a post... Soon... When you get back... So I'll just bump it up until then to see if you still want to do this. D| So. UP. <3 ]]
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9:05am Jul 1 2012
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[[I'm...Not...Motivated...Too... Post... Bump. D:
But I do miss you a whole lots! D: Come back soon, fwiieeennnnd. :( ]]
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1:41pm Jul 9 2012
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[[ ;-; up. ]]
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11:39am Jul 11 2012
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[[... OH GOD I'M GUNNA' DIE WITHOUT YOU MAN! ;-;-;-;-; ]]
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1:52pm Jul 12 2012
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[[ Your internet better be fixed soon. ;-; ]]
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6:38pm Jul 14 2012
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[[ Must... Keep... Bumped...
I miss you being on all of the time. My other role playing buddies have lives, unlike me. I have no one to role play with now.
COME BACK SOON. -weeps- ]]
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5:33pm Jul 17 2012
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LOL we xcanhave nolife toethert!! Tookawholedamnmonth.>< Oh andmy klaptop keyboard sucks BUT I'M BACK
Well now. I should... Probably put something intelligent here. At some point. Eventually.
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5:35pm Jul 17 2012
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OHANDEAH She sees himall ghostly like
Well now. I should... Probably put something intelligent here. At some point. Eventually.
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... Screw it. HYE. ♥
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