SPOOF THREAD: A Forgotten Dinner

[Sean]

Talent had many emotions running through him at this time. Joy. Anger. Excitement. Finally Grief.

The Joy came from the shear knowledge of why this is all happening. The shard dreams and the reason why no one remembers them unless they return to the same world. It is happening now because there world and another are interacting. Unfortunately Talent found no way of figuring out what world is theirs interacting with. At first he though it might take shape of the world in the dream but Talent was in a sort of one room mansion where maids come out of nowhere. Besides all of that he was very glad about at least figuring that out.

The anger came from not only knowing who was here already but knowing who was coming. He has yet to forgive thoughts from the war that not only used but killed many humans for no reason but advantage. It made him sick to his stomach thinking about the people killed and how the sins and virtues got over it so easily.

The Excitement came from what was going to happen when everyone came. This was the first serious confrontation of the sins and virtues. There was going to be one of three outcomes coming out of this. One was going to be this going to be a nice time for everyone and we might get some friendships out of this. Talent knew that this was the least likely outcome of all of this. Second was there might be a fight or two but no real harm will be done from this. The second outcome is the most likely. Then there is the last outcome. Everyone gets into an all out bar fight and Talent will have to carry everyone out of the dream. This was more likely than the first.

Lastly was Grief. Talent never knew how hard it was to make a dream dinner. Especially one that was made with the thought of fights braking out in mind. So he had made three table places. one of them is just a table for two people at the back which faces the other two tables. The two tables were the same in every way. both a good 20 ft from any table. All of the chairs except for the two in the back were made so that it will only move with a continues effort. So if someone wanted to jump out of there seat it would take a lot longer to do. Also the tables them selves were bolted to the floor so that it would take both Taint and Purity to get them out of the ground. He had one of the tables painted black and the other white. So to make sure who was siting where.

Now all Talent waited for was for them to come and get this whole thing start. Or over with. Depending on your view of the place.

Murder was very pleased with where we sat. He was at the table in the back where he will be sitting with Talent. He was very glad that Talent was at least controlling of this erg to throttle Murder. He was even happier when he figured that Talent trusted him more than anyone that was coming. Murder thought back on that. Considering who was coming he could see why. Murder might be the only controlled person here. He shrugged. It wasn't all that special. He was just glad he didn't have to fight Talent.

Murder leaned back in his chair relaxing for what was going to be a very stressful day. He heard a bell strike which meant that someone was at the door. "I'm not getting it." Murder smirked from hearing the echo of Talents mumblings.

Talent sighed and walking over to the door. He took was might be his last deep breath for a while. He swung the door open and with a smile on his face looked at the ones at the door. "Welcome, take your seat where it seems obvious."

[billysredfield]

Meek had been wandering for some time through these woods. They seemed peaceful enough, but it would comfort him somewhat to find others with whom he could converse
It is not that Meek was uneasy with the loneliness. Far from it, it gave him time to think about his situation. However, in the time he had been in this land he had only spoken with one other person and he felt that getting some other perspectives could be quite helpful.
"We'll be arriving at House Eternity soon. There appears to be a sin as well as a virtue inside at the moment."
Meek jumped at the sound of Zandir's voice after being so lost in thought. He then grew concerned.
"Are they fighting Zandir?" Meek asked.
"No. In fact they appear to be quite at ease with one another"
"Ah! Well, good then! This could be a sign that there can be peace among us yet!"
Meek was beaming with joy as he cleared the forest and began running through the fields. He stopped for a moment to catch his breath and that was when he took a good look at House Eternity.
He stood in awe at the beautiful construct that stood before him. Truly this was a place that was well worthy of its title. It felt to Meek that every moment he stood there could last forever in such perfect peace.
"Shall we go in?" Zandir asked
Once again startled by his voice, Meek laughed nervously and regained his composure.
"Ha ha, yes Zandir, that seems like a good idea."
Meek approached the house and tugged at a rope which he assumed was connected to a bell somwhere designed to announce one's presence.
He heard footsteps and was greeted by a rather striking man.
"Wh-why hello there! My name is M-meek! Sorry, I can sometimes get a little nervous when meeting new people."
Meek stood there with an awkward gring on his face and his hand outstretched.

[Miyu]

“Come on hurry up!” Justice yelled as she dragged a reluctant Distance toward the Mansion. She was all hyped up for the dinner party, she hadn’t seen some of the guests for ages. The soft grass felt nice under her bare feet as she ran through the forest. She was wearing a classy yet causal black spaghetti strap that fell to just above her knee, it had pale yellow accents and sash that nicely complimented her eyes. Her hair had been brushed and styled before leaving but seeing how she was running through a dense forest at high speeds, it was going to be a tangled mess when they arrived. She could feel the panic and fright from the sin behind her, Distance although she looked absolutely beautiful in her evening wear, had the people skills of a turnip. But Justice did have a small hope that maybe she would make a few friends and loosen up a bit, and NOT breakdown in tears and panic(which is more likely than anything else).

As they neared their destination Justice could see two men; one white haired, and one extremely familiar looking black haired one. “Talent?” she yelled out, and before he could answer she gave him a big running hug,”It’s been so long how have you been? Oh yea, and this is Distance you guys probably haven’t met. Hell, I don’t even know how I know her.” She then remember last time she saw this particular virtue that they had gotten into a huge argument and he had ended up storming off, but she still wasn’t going to let whatever tension that was left between them ruin her evening.

FMLFMLFMLFML…that is all

Ooc: I’ve missed this site so much!! Good to see some activness!
and I hope you liked Distances little blurb at the end xD it pretty much sums up everything shes thinking at the moment lmao ;P

[greywalker13]

Candor strode through the dense forest to the sounds of voices. He could have sworn he had fallen asleep, did that mean this was a dream? Perhaps the world of dreams could be this vivid. He had never felt so in control. Normally he was swept away with the current, unable to make heads or tails of the dream until it was a distant memory.

His outfit seemed to be the one thing he could not control, however. Instead of his typical overcoat ad scarf, he adorned a white suit, accented by a bright blue tie. The whole getup screamed formality, meaning that this was a special place, and a special occasion. The moonlight sprinkling through the trees created a vision of ice crystals along the suit, which felt comfortable. It reminded him of those open nights in the snow, when the untouched powder reflected freely in the still air.

As he approached the mansion, he became aware that he was not the only guest. A white-haired youth ad been the first to arrive, and appeared to be making awkward introductions. The youth appeared to be dressed i white as well, and eve his hair was the same pale shade of snow. Candor felt a sense of... kinship, was it? Similar to Mercy and Altruism, and even that newcomer Charisma. Perhaps he was a Virtue as well.

Candor's thoughts were interrupted by two new arrivals, this time female. Both had fair skin, although their hair was the most striking difference, apart from their attitudes. The raven-haired one seemed to be eager to enter the mansion, running up and hugging the host, a black-haired youth. Her partner appeared to be fearful of the whole prospect, eyes darting side to side in a frenzied panic, her long pale hair whipping from side to side.

Candor approached the small group with purpose, nodding to the as he entered, heading for the white table.. Making eye contact with the frightened girl as he passed, he smiled softly and whispered,

"Relax. It's a party."

OOC: Corruption'll show up in a bit. Don't want to shove both in at the same time.

[billysredfield]

Before Meek could properly get his introduction fininished he was interrupted by a girl who jumped at the host and began talking.
Meek was quite startled thus causing him to lose his balance and fall. While he was on the ground another guest walked by him. He seemed to be quite calm and friendly. Meek heard him whisper something, but he was unsure whom it was directed at.
Meek got up to ask the man if it was directed at him when he bumped into someone. Meek instantly began to apologise.
"Oh, I'm terribly sorry! I didn't see you th-"
He stopped dead in his tracks the second he saw who he had bumped.
It was a girl. Not the one who was still chatting with the host, but a different one. Meek was always terrible with conversing with women, let alone apologizing for something he'd done to one of them.
"Oh, this is just perfect!" he thought to himself "You want to make a good impression at this thing, and the first thing you do is walk into a girl! She just had to be beautiful to! Okay, try not to mess this up"
Meek cleared his throat and started again.
"Uh, really miss sorry. Um, I mean, I'm r-really sorry about th-that m-m-ma'm. I, uh, hope that you're alright."
The girl looked like she was about ready to cry. Meek felt like an utter fool and even worse, he felt absolutely terrible. He could feel himself start to blush and decided that it was best if he got away as soon as possible.
"Um, yeah, sorry!"
Meek then made a beeline to the table where the other man had already seated himself. A little rattled Meek made an effort to introduce himself.
"Hopefully I can manage not to look like a fool to EVERYONE here" he thought.
"Hello, my name is Meek. I'm pleased to meet you!" Meek grinned and stuck out his hand.

[Sean]

Talent got a little frustrated by the amount of people that had come at one instant. His smile died by Justice. At the point of her hug he just wanted the day to be over. He took one last careful look at all of them and noticed two things. First was that they were all virtues. Luckily they were new virtues but none the less most of them were very perky and needed something to do. Second was that Talent is the oldest at the door. Not by just a year or two but by YEARS. The oldest one there still looked very young compared to Talent.

"Why do I feel so old..." Talent mumble under his breath so that no one at the door could hear. He took a deep breath and tried to move them along. "Come on boys and girls go and sit at the white table. Maids will be there in a bit to bring you what you want to drink. We wont start to eat until a few more of the other guests arrive." Talent moved out of the way of the door to let everyone in. Seeing what Murder was doing didn't help him at all.

Murder had a merry laugh that thous who know his history would think that it was impossible. He shook his head at the though. Now you know how I feel. His eyes scanned the newcomers that entered. They were very young and Murder swore that some of them could even be pre teen.

Murder hadn't seen any sin of late. Not even the young one he met before. He hoped at least one of them would come. Just so that Murder wouldn't be alone at this dinner. Murder stopped his train of though at the sight of the guests getting closer.

Murder sat and with a gentle tone said "Welcome young ones. Please sit and relax. I wont bite." That last part was more for messing with the teens than anything else. This was going to be fun.

[greywalker13]

The darkness of the forest concealed Corruption well. Instead of his usual vest, shorts, and sandals outfit, he found himself sporting a jet-black three piece suit, a bright red tie being the only splash of colour on his figure. Black shoes and gloves concealed almost all his skin, and is normally wild hair hung straight ad flat at his back. A black top hat adorned his head, reminding him of the ringmaster which had commanded his troupe long ago.

It would appear that whatever the occasion was, combat would not be expected, and formality was a must. Though Corruption was not familiar with the proper mannerisms of formality, he was more than capable of imitating the nobles he has robbed in his youth. Life as a performer had prepared him for that much.


OOC: Will post more soon. Just hit writer's block

[Miyu]

Justice smiled coyly, if Talent was planning on being in this kind of mood all night then she was going to have some fun with it. She walked past him and sat down at the white table, causing another chunk of her raven black hair to fall loose from the top of her head and into her face. A mirror would be useful right about now… she thought as she slipped on her black heels she had been carrying since she woke up in the forest. After a few minutes she crossed her legs and rested her head on her hand, sending a sinister glare at Talent. He thought he was so much older and wiser then everyone else, if he hasn’t realized everyone had only physically stopped aging, not mentally. For all he knew he could be the youngest person here. Now her mood was ruined, great.

Distance glanced around, everyone had gone inside and left her standing alone. She started to inch away towards the forest, she was much happier there then with all of these strangers. When she was sure no one was watching she broke out into a run across the nicely decorated front lawn of the mansion. She had just entered the mouth of the forest when she glanced back to see if anyone was following or even remotely interested as to why she was leaving in such a rush, when suddenly she hit something sturdy enough to bounce back and fall on to the ground and hit her head on a nearby stump. Star were dancing before her eyes, did I hit a tree or something? No, it was to…soft to be a tree, more like a her train of thought broke as she looked up. Another immortal was standing above her, he seemed very tall and gave off the aura of a sin, just like herself. She put her hand to her head, although her vision was clearing her head still hurt. “Aha, hi there,” was all she was able to say.

[Seya.]

ooc; wow, guys... i'm kinda happy that y'all have faith in this site still... one good thing in my life nowadays I suppose. Well, why not?

Regret ducked back behind a tree, not having expected some small girl to leap out of the path in front of the boy he had been silently following. He had woken up in a place so familiar that he didn't want to believe it real-- they had destroyed his home and now they were inviting him into theirs? Was this a joke?

But in the distance, he could see what he knew only as Castle Eternity. Where the islands had disappeared to was beyond him. This was no doubt a dream... but the people before him were quite incredibly real.

"The heck?" he mumbled quietly, clearly off guard. If they were to turn on him now... He grabbed for the knife at his side, ready to attack these people who had stolen his home-- however only a split moment passed before he felt the aura of two sins. Regret did not recognize them, but the aura was unmistakable.

He would wait.