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Samuel jumps a bit, despite the unexpected ness of he outburst, he agreed with Elijah, but this semi magic puppetmaster chose them for a reason he’s sure of it. Again, the idea of 999 showed up.
((9 Hours 9 Persons 9 Doors a game in which you play as one of 9 people trapped on a boat that is going to sink in 9 hours and the only way to escape is to solve a puzzle and open all 9 doors, however there’s death around every corner and a mysterious being in a gas mask named Zero is there to watch it all. Will you escape the Nonery Game? Sorry— thought I’d elaborate. Basically 999 is Saw on a boat XD ))
On the flip side from Velia’s perspective the anger seemed almost obvious she nods at him “Burn the dancing shut.” Samuel glances towards her “kill the faking introverted bitch, preferably in a painful way” He translates. Velia nods glancing to the rising water. Water….higher….drowning….Mina….Dayla….Magic….Light Magic is a Fey thing….Fey/Fairy Kind learn the ancient language…..Ancient Language can conceal things….Maybe a door is miraged?….Some souls learn the ancient language on their own….Witches have to learn it too…She doesn’t remember many spells….if she attempted one she’d probably accidentally off herself….Yvonne might know….there’s no way to contact her….loop holes…Soul Sibling…Soul Connction…A…Velia snaps out of her thoughts and looks to Alex and says completely seriously, “Hurt yourself.”
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Samuel nods to Alex and Elijah, “alright, Velia what do you think is going on?” It was like some sort of super power the way Velia scans the room slowly in a tired dazily fashion. She then looks to Samuel with a hint of fear but no other detectable emotion,
“I know that there was a raccoon taken up on the hill where the crow’s nest is and now we’re waiting for the dancing bear to stop hiding because he’s afraid of collecting too many raccoons. Now there’s a six in the meadow, but it’s burning. So we have to smile for the dancing bear.”
Samuel nods. “She knows someone had to bring us here with magic as there’s no logical solution otherwise and that I can confirm you guys can’t be found foresightly, except Velia who I barely saw. She’s pretty sure the one behind this can’t be narrowed down much further other then loving to play games with us from the water which probably isn’t the healthiest, and before that something about bacon? Anyways now she’s assuming we’re being observed by whoever is behind this and they’re expecting some sort of show.” He finishes translating to see her nodding.
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Velia points to Rlijah “six sitting ducks.” She says, sighing wishing Jade was here to quack she nods at Elijah then answering his imvisable question before staring at her reflection in the water.
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who is she?
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Samuel looks around the water infested stench filled room “WHAT IS THIS 999?!” He yells rushing to Velia and picking her up as if she were just a doll, and getting her out of the water, the sloshing sound on his boots made him cringe, he couldn’t see anything harmful ahead of them buthe courant we eant thing helpful either. Velia hugs Sam-Sam with the vacant esque of a smile, as if she had been desperate for his arrival. Velia looks around “Nonary?” She asks the people beginning to stand out. Perhaps he was more right then he thought. Alex. Velia. The guy with the water, the cheerleader…himself, was there anyone else here? That’s five, God if it ends ip being some type of binary game he’s screwed, he’s so very screwed, Neoma would try and actually kick some ass, Velia would be a little genius but he’d be there basically. Velia shakes her head as if her thoughts were too overwhelming, maybe she was thinking the water was a hallucination? It’s hard to tell behind her stone cold demeanor of fear and sadness.
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((Second character~))
a tall boy with messy black hair managing to fall into his face constantly with a long leather trench coat, blue button up shirt and dark pants for an outfit. Such a masterpiece is paired with a long red scarf around his neck that is hard to see him without. He has a bit tanner skin and is on the Lankier side, with a white scar across the bridge of his nose. He also has bright yellow eyes that for points of time in his life were as white as Velia’s ((other character)). He wears combat boots and despite appearing intimidating he only is it Velia is harmed. He is the big brother type, despite being friendly and hilarious and sympathetic he also can break the arm of those who break Velia’s heart, which sadly is not a difficult thing to do. He also has a love of cold treats such as ice cream or Popsicles, and can be a total Tsundere. He is easily entertained by reading usually about his family because he is quite the mama’s boy, with reason to be, considering he met his mother several months ago for the first time. He has a rather obvious fear and distrust of hospitals, but is not completely broken upon seeing them/discussing them so more of a minor fear unless he directly is brought to the reason why he fears hospitals, his childhood. He also can translate Velia’s jumbled language of ‘Velianese’ and considers her his best friend. They’re an unstoppable duo. He is most known for his psychic abillities, and short yet relatively harmless temper(except if Velia is victimized). He is able to predict the future once the event is decided and sealed with a choice, before the choice he knows the probability of different results and future scenarios and has the compulsive desire to steer the future towards the best one possible. He is, Samuel ThirdEye.
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Velia nods rather numbly and looks towards the dripping sound. Drip drop. Drip. Drop. She begins to hold out her hands collecting a small pool of water reflecting the grey into them. Her phone safely pocketed, she remembers something Dayla once explained. She once said, that one can find a loop hole with a soul sibling. If you have to wait a whole century to reincarnate, but your sibling is next in line, you can cut to be with them. If your twin needed sight, they could borrow yours. It was quite the extrordanary loop hole….
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Samuel’s mind moved a million miles a minute, as he saw flickers of Velia and Alex locked in some sort of box. It made no sense, when he tried to see them they’d stop existing then he’d see Velia again and the picture could grow slightly, he knew it was crazy but, he already left s note for Jade and Neoma, and found the spell in a book of Dayla’s. He recited the seemingly gibberish foreign words knowing the translation in his head roughly ‘Take me to the place where I do not did, take me passed a shadow none, take me into the blink of one’s eye take me to where mine sister’s gone.’ The blinding flash left him in wonder….where…was he?
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Velia nods thinking into it…she could almost imagine it….
me: guYYYYSSSS VELIA AND ALEX ARE MISSING!! I swear I didn’t leave her alone, and he was—-!! Have you seen them??! Is Samuel up?! NEOMA HELP—
Mina: calm down, I will check the mind, perhaps they simply got lost or lost track of time.
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me: Wait?! What?! Jade, do you think something bad happened?! I could wake Samuel? Should I be worried?? DAYLA CHECK THE AFTERLIFE!!
Dayla: I am ‘on it.’
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me: M I nN A diD Y oU FiN D ThE mm?
<i>Mina: no, however I found the chicken.</i>
me: F- YOUR CHICKEN!
Mina: alrighty then.
Me: is Samuel up?! This is really scaring me, how dare Alex go missing again and Velia is Waaay too precious!!
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me: He’s up
samuel: We’re finding her….
<i>But far away in another dimension, a blonde boy shakes his head…he couldn’t find them so…how could Samuel? </i>
Velia seems to come back to reality slowly, the previous events weren’t conscious thoughts of hers, she in fact had been wondering herself what was going on, a lot of people freaking out over her…She wishes she could stop them from worrying. Everything was alright…but if this is magically created like she previously assumes, then could….Oh no, she clicks her phone on and goes to the location finder, ‘location not found’ she didn’t expect anything especially without wifi, but it still seemed to confirm her thought….just like many years ago she has temporarily disappeared from everyone’s existance.
“…Sam-Sam….” She mutters ever so quietly. “Help us…”
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Velia nods and looks around, there are others in the room but no sign of her phone a small panic starts deep within her until she sees it on the far side of the concrete room, she goes to it slowly still a bit off from making herself collapse a moment ago. She grabs the phone… 70% battery. Alright, this will be fine. She looks around the room, nothing visible sticks out but she assumes somewhere there’s some sort of camera watching her every move, unless that’s just her paranoia, but…she didn’t think so. In the meantime she could write down to talk sometimes…but she’d need to make stuff… Unless she spoke very to the point in her redused ENGLISH, she’d had a lot of practice from recently, absent mindedly ehr hand trails her leg before beginning to mess with her hair.
“Thank.” She manages in an attempt to hank him for mostly being him, EHAT would she have done without him?! She…didn’t want to think like that.
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Velia takes his phone not caring enough to figure out where hers was, it must have followed her unless it was trapped wherever she was before. She found the translator app she remembers asking everyone to install and speaks clearly with that slightly sad monotone she’s maintained for so long now.
“The window was shattered when the bird tried to grab the raccoon. The glass hit my feet, so now we have to avoid the fire.” With a ding sound similar to when talking to Siri, the phone robotically spoke
“When I got here, I did not know exactly what’s going on but because I changed locations I would have to assume there’s some sort of magic making us invisable. Dayla probably can’t find us.”
her look towards Alex after this was both scared and serious, what was she going to do…?
Nothing you worthless whore.
She shakes off the voice. Not the time. Not. The. Time.
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Velia nods sort of numbly and the realization came to her. Alex. No one understands me. She thinks and concentrates pausing between words, “Yes.” With a cough “unless” “lost.” Her brain began working a million miles a minute, this room. There are no exits. Meaning, there are no entrances. Magic brought them here. Magic brought them together maybe magic made them impossible to find. She needs to say it…the word where where they are….in frustration she sighs. “Phone.” She ends up demanding looking around slowly over the pain radiating through her body.
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Velia can hear the voices around her one of them familiar, one of them happy. She knew this voice was responsible for the relief flooding through her. She just had to open….her….eyes…with a valiant effort Velia cracks her white eyes open. Speech felt difficult and everything ached, the recent stitches feeling straight up numb. Right now, life was a giant hangover and it wouldn’t go away, her mouth felt full of peanut butter which made her want to gag. She hated peanut butter. Despite this through ragged breathing she tried to out speak the whispering voices yelling “Stupid worthless whore can’t you do anything right?” Her hands came to her ears as she mentally screams back to wanting to frighten the gathering crowd. She takes in her surroundings now…
“The water flows around the raccoon as he burns from the dancing bear. He’s screaming now loudly, it hurt the feet.” Her phone doesn’t pick up the translation and she momentarily forgets is nescascary.
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From subconsciousness Velia looks around knowing she’s dreaming. It causes a small laugh, this is a familiar place. She looks around it was once her house but now everything is Discolored, and the house itself is red, the walls are red, Velia herself glows red, except ehr eyes. Her eyes here are blue. In this dream world she sees family pictures upon the floor, Yvonne is missing Zaine left….this was a rather event time but still up to 15 years ago. She signs and tries not to cry as she wonders her abandoned house. “Hello?” She calls out, and in one room she sees her mother tucking in her best friend Melly…
“oh Melly you’re the best daughter I could ever ask for!” Melly smiles “thanks mom, I love you so much, I can’t wait to be the family witch!” Velia slams the door and runs downstairs and outside, a deep blue tree smiles at her and speaks “Velia….it’s alright please, open your eyes, you didn’t even change is time I promise.”
“Yes…Gramma” Velia says and with a shudder she opens her eyes.
“Why…is the cliff so close to the feather’s house?” A ding comes from her phone.
“How did I change locations? I only wanted to break the sound barrier.”
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Velia lays in a state of semi consciousness hoping she somehow didn’t screw everything up. Part if her called herself stupid for trying but part of her was glad she tried. IR was an internal battle of sorts, the kind more then usual. Not just voices as if her herself was arguing, but as she lays there panting she hears a familiar voice….did she do it? Or is she somehow hallucinations…no he can’t be here can he? That’s not good. Not good not good. She chokes a bit feeling blood fling from her throat as she coughs faintly whispering
“Al…ex?” Before her eyes fall closed with a shudder.
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Velia swears she hears a knocking sound a soft thud to be specific. She tries to recall being a witch but she never really was a witch…sound enhancement…she thinks watching the unstable magic in her blood force her hands to glow and shake, if it didn’t work she’d collapse but maybe just maybe….she screams as the power of the mental spell drains her but she was screwing with the barrier alright. She knew it was working soon whoever else was here could deffiately hear her speak. Unless she passed out first. Her hands shiver and she twitches a bit hoping to the queen she wouldn’t collape.
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Velia seemed aware things went on somewhere else, what went on…? She didn’t know, but there was vibrations, unless she imagined them. If Sam-Sam was here she’d know what was real and fake. Maybeis entire room didn’t even exist…she laughs vaguely, and begins to punch the wall, not even a dent. A bit of dust from the concrete covered her grey hand and her knuckle began to bleed. She cringes.
” maybe I’m holding a red crayon in the cage, but there has to be a dancing bear….” The ding of her translator app in her phone somehow manages to catch that. It robotically echoes through the room,
“Perhaps I am in the wrong this time, because this is a hell worse then real life, but someone or something must be behind this.”