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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Apple:
11/17/2017 8:37:41 PM
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A young female seemed to be watching this all unfold, while hanging upside down from a tree, her legs locking her in place so that gravity would not pull her straight down to the ground. Being able to watch someone die was a rare opportunity, but one she took pride in enjoying nonetheless, with how sick and twisted she was. She giggled slightly, making it audible, so that the female would notice her here.
"What's the matter...? Not a fan of watching things wither and burn? It's no fun to have everything live... Things must die, and die in painful ways, as the world wills it, or whatever you call them. Gaia? Hah, supporting the great above isn't fun, at all!
Plus, just watching things writhe and suffer... Do you find no enjoyment in that?"
She tauntingly lit a black fire within her hand, putting it within inches of causing a whole forest fire, while not putting it close enough to actually start one. She was being a tease, in a situation where she could probably get killed for doing so, should it go wrong, yet she seemed fine daring to piss off the Shaman.
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[b][i]The branch of a tree slapped her on the back of the head. Not enough to do any real damage, but she'd feel it.[/i][/b] "Everything must die, that is true. We've had this conversation before. Things have a time to die, a natural time, and they will pass back to Gaia Mother then." [b][i]She said, turning to the young girl. The shaman got a bit annoyed with her on occasion, but st this point It was nice just to see a familiar face.[/i][/b] "As for joy, no. I derive no joy from killing, but from protecting. And I assure you, serving Gaia can be fun at times. She is strict in worship, but she bestows great power to those who do."
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"Watch it with the slaps, god. You made me actually almost burn down your precious forest! You know, I wouldn't have cared... But what would Gaia have said if you started a forest fire~?"
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"Before you got the chance It would've been put out. And it wouldn't have been my fault, you were the one playing with Fire." [b][i]She said grinning under the mask a bit as she dismissed the Forest Guardian.[/i][/b]
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"Eh, whatever." Was her reply. Usually a sign that she'd given up arguing and just accepted her loss, though she'd never say that. She jumps off the tree, and walks up to the man dangling dead from the vines, chuckling. "What's the matter, just hanging around?" She jokes, laughing. Trust her to make fun of the dead, "You're done with this one right, Daun?"
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"He has paid his debts. Yes, I am. I'd say to leave his body to suffer the same fate as the deer that he killed, but I trust you aren't going to let that happen?"
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"You think I'd pass up the opportunity? They keep telling me to leave the living alone, and stop killing people... So, in return for easing my murderous ways, I think it's only fair you leave me to do whatever I choose with the corpses you make, instead." She says, as she's already hacking off the dead guy's arm.
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[b][i]The vine dropped the man, slithering back into the forest like some kind of snake.[/i][/b] "Or you could just not murder people?" [b][i]She says, shaking her head.[/i][/b]
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"It would take a hell of a lot of willpower to get me to stop killing people, y'know. Don't think that's an option. The thrill it gives me is just too good for me to stop! It's like an addiction..." She says.
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"Any addiction can be broken. Though who am I to tell you what to do? I'm just the crazy tribal woman." [b][i]She says laughing a bit, her head snapping g to the side as she thought she heard something. Daun was a bit strange, acting more bestial than many. She said she was cursed to.[/i][/b]
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Zenia simply tuned her out, now, having gotten rather into the "art" of messing with corpses, in all kinds of different ways. Now, in this particular situation, she was rather tame, for her standards, simply hacking off body parts, and rearranging them, as if trying to build a mutant, without being able to put any of the parts together. Though, in the past, she'd been caught doing much more disturbing things, like the time she was caught using two corpses to roleplay a relationship with domestic abuse, or the time she was under serious fire for an act of necrophilia to an extent I'd keep secret, just to leave it all to the imagination.
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"Have you seen and of the others? The paladin or the barbarian?" [b][i]She asked. She was wondering where the rest of their little motley crew was. As for the body, well she had already seen much worse, this didn't really bother her too badly[/i][/b]
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"Nah, they're somewhere else. Why ask... Just spend some time with me, instead!"
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"We need to make sure they're ok. Without them, you'd have been locked up for many murders throughout the past. You kind of owe them."
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She sighs. "I mean, I guess I kind of do, but do I really have to...?" She complains, whining slightly in her voice, like a child, "I'm sure they're just fine..."
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"Not yet, but we will have to."[b][i] She said, the tone not really affecting her.[/i][/b] "Like I said, we owe it to them. Plus there really the only friends we have."
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Edited by Apple: 11/17/2017 10:14:09 PM"Yep. The lonely outcasts. But, who can blame the people for ignoring us? You're a creepy nature girl, and I'm a full blown murderer and psycho..."
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[b][i]She growled a bit at the j duly, though she couldn't deny it. She spoke[/i][/b] "No, you can't. Though it does feel nice to be back in the forest instead of a city again. Back in my environment."
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Zenia simply sighed. "...at least you have one."
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"We are all born into different strokes of luck." [b] [i]She said. An spirit owl appeared on her shoulder, as she sent it to search the area[/i][/b]
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"But why was I born doomed to be the way I am now...?"
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"You aren't. If you try, you can change who you are. I was cursed to act like a beast for all my life. To crawl on all fours and hunt like a feral wolf. I've managed to mostly restrain it. You could do the same."
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"...it's never just gonna be that simple. If only it was. I could beg, and beg, and plead with myself to make sure it never happens again... But in the end... I'll just be like this forever..."
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"Then is it better to never try to better yourself? One should always strive to improve. Perfection is impossible, but that's no reason not to attempt it."
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"Not worth the effort..."
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"And that is where we differ in opinion, but I shall respect your ideas." [b][i]She says, bowing a bit.[/i][/b] "At least you are on our side then."
