▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ Camil 'Rye' FalkovDragonkin ❛I do think my story is very unique because having a partial disability, you are deemed by society as someone who is born to fail. This alone had made me more determined to succeed not just for myself but for the Deaf community as well.
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Yesterday was rather pleasant. The first half of the day, that is. Encountering this water elemental and having a small date-like session. He hasn't been on a date since forever, since the last time a woman used him as a tool to pass time and that was already seven years back. It felt so unreal, so.. dream-like even his mind was still unable to process what happened. Even up until now. As for the other half of the day, his younger sibling apparently gave him a surprise by moving in with him. Camil felt half frustrated and half delighted with such an arrangement. However, the former half won out. He wasn't able to prepare a room for him just yet and his brother ended up sleeping in the living room. It shouldn't be too unbearable since his house was kept pretty dark for navigation purposes so having the morning light wake his sibling from his slumber is the least he was worried about. The brightness have always been the main problem of his eye sight. He was alwayss blinded by the light, always only able to see specks of white in bright areas and it had been getting on his nerves as of late. It was probably due to his new environment. The events that followed after that was quite a blur and he couldn't remember very well. All he knew was that he continuously downed himself with fever pills throughout the whole night. Even so, he still felt horrible. His body was burning up and his head felt as if it was on the verge of exploding. He managed to get a wink of sleep, at least for a couple of hours until it became unbearable for him. The next time he opened his eyes, the sun had just rose.
Now, he found himself slowly stumbling down the park, shivering from the cold winter breeze that kissed his skin as he struggled to get to the local convinience store in order to buy himself some fever pills. His cheeks were flushed, his once glowing golden irises now appeared clouded and dark, making the dark cresents underneath his eyes much obvious than ever. His hair was still a messy bed head, his long ombre locks of hair falling messily down the sides of his face, keeping his bloodshot eyes well hidden out of sight. He was stumbling in his footsteps, his wobbly legs unable to support his body weight. He managed to take a couple more steps until an overpowering sense of lightheadedness took over him and he felt the gravity weighing his body down. Camil stumbled and collapsed against the tree trunk, his fingers digging into the wood chips as he desperately supported his body in attempt to stand back up on his two feet. His hand was brought up to his mouth in an instant as he felt a small gag. How nauseous and sickening he felt all of a sudden. He took a couple of shallow breaths as he tried to keep himself under control. People came over to ask if he was alright but their questions didn't get through to him. He was unable to hear, unable to see. It was getting a little hard to breathe and his hands quivered ever so slightly. There was a small clench within his chest as he pushed himself up and continued walking, dragging his heavy footsteps just a little further down the path before he finally collapsed to his knees. There wasn't many people around and he couldn't see all too well when things were illuminated by the rays of the rising sun. He was blinded and everything appeared white. Every single thing appeared like a picture on high exposure. He looked around, feeling the slight panic slowly building up within him. Camil was unable to pin point where he was exactly. He couldn't tell who was there, who was talking to him, if there was even anyone at all. "H-hurts-.." the man clenched the fabric upon his chest, panting and gasping for air as he felt the tightness slowly compressing against his chest. He gagged once more, feeling the contents of his stomach twisting and swirling about, as if attempting to gush out of his body all at once. It felt strange, so lightheaded and dizzy yet his limbs felt as if they weighed a hundred pounds. He felt terribly nauseous yet at the same time, his body wouldn't allow him to throw up its contents. What is going on? His thoughts were jumbled up and his mind was blank, completely unable to process anything at all. His body was shivering drastically from the cold as he kneeled helplessly against the ground.
Help.
He couldn't utter a single word. His breath hitched and his voice was forced down his throat. It felt terribly painful but he couldn't do anything to make it stop. He was suffocating and not a single word came out of his mouth no matter how hard he tried. His legs felt weak and numb, his mind a complete mess. There was a faint snap within his mind and all of a sudden, it went blank. He didn't feel anything at all. He felt.. light, as if every thing was adrift and he was floating in mid-air. His vision turned hazy and eventually it turned black altogether.
He had collapsed. His body finally unable to handle such a breakdown. Every single alarm within his body was ringing, desperately trying to keep him alive.
What happened?
That's right. He remembered.
He chugged down his fever pills and sleeping pills, didn't he?
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When I imagine myself I'm barely there.
~✰`★ ~ ☄Casey slept last night and it had to be thanks to Sarahs herb stuff. He's never been one to believe in things like that but hell they seemed to be working him wonders, this was the first almost full night of sleep he's had in days. It felt so odd, to not feel the need to drink coffee in the morning. I mean, he did anyways just to avoid a headache but still he could have not had any and been fine otherwise. He decided to go out for a run, thanks to his piratically new self. He got dressed and ran out the house, locking the door behind him.
He hadnt gone out for a run in quiet awhile, so he didn't have much of a plan. He didn't want to go to work all sweaty so he'd decided he'd run from home though the park, to the beach, and back again. It was a very long route but he loved it. Well no, to clarify Casey hates running with every fiber of his being but he loves to see the sun peeking over the horizon and the clean air. He loves to think that just a handful of people have really breathed in this air today. It makes him feel nice. Plus he'd usually run late at night or early in the morning, sometime between the times of 1 and 4 am. Those were his favorite time to run, the world is his own and no one can tell him otherwise. But today just a normal hour run.
There still weren't a lot of people up this early, he'd pass by a few now and again and the numbers grew a bit as he got closer to the park but he never saw more than three people with 30 feet of one another so, again, not a lot. As he passed the park's entrance sign he slowed down so everything he passed wasn't a blur, he liked to take things in at placed like this. It was morning, everything looked soft, and tired, and so nice. Casey himself still had bedhead, he didn't even bother to comb his hair this morning, but it was getting hard to tell as sweat dampened his hair. As he ran he noticed, about a good 40 or 50 feet away people gathering around a tree. It wasn't a lot, maybe just several but it was enough to grab his attention despite his bad vision. He pushed up his glasses to get a better look and ran a bit faster. Maybe a cat was stuck in a tree and people were trying to retrieve it? Come to think of it Casey's never seen a cat stuck in a tree.
The people had, for the most part, left the area before Casey could get close but that didn't mean he didn't get to see anything. He could faintly make out.. Camil? He was staggering and looked like a mess. Was he drunk? Cam fell to his knees and tug at his shirt "H-hurts.." Case could hear him say as he approached, that caught Pedri's attention, reminding the spirit of it's breakdown. Casey sped up and stopped in front of Camil, kneeling down, "Cam, Camil are you okay, it's me Casey- Camil!?" His voice was mixed with worry and fright? What had happened to his friend. His felt his chest grow tight and stomach twist with anxiety. Casey reached out to help his friend up when Cam collapsed on the floor. "Holy s**t." Casey muttered to himself, panicking. What does he do? Does he take Camil home, or to his house maybe? Does he call someone for help. No going to the hospital seemed like the best choice, something was wrong, that much was obvious and he wasn't about to bring Camil to his place and ******** up. Casey wrapped his hands around Camils armpits and sat him up the best he could, propping the man up against a nearby trash can. He squatted down in front of the man and grabbed both his wrist, wrapping Cam's arms around his shoulders and holding the brunettes wrist in place, he used his free hand to hold Camil's thigh and leaned forward until he felt Camil slump onto his back. Casey grabbed both of Cam's thighs and heaved them both off the floor. He made sure to lean forward so Camil wouldn't fall backwards. He readjusted the other man, who felt like a million pounds, dead weight was horrible to try and carry but Case wasn't about to complain. "Don't worry, I got you buddy." He muttered to Camil, and himself, as he started to jog to the hospital. [EXIT]☄ ~ ★`✰
Priya ran into the park, confused and out of breath. She arrived at a clearing, breathing in the air. What had just transpired, confused her. She didn't feel right. Her face was red as she looked at the trees, listening to the leaves sway. She closed her eyes and just let it wash over her. Her glamour disappeared, revealing her tennyo form. She embraced it as she began to dance, her hair shimmering colors of blues, greens, and purples.
•●ℒisa ℛozario ●• "Some people are artists, Some, themselves, are art."
⟡ Mood: Decent. ⟡ Company: No one ⟡ Location: The park
Back for a stroll at the park, her sketchbook and pencils in the little bag that she carried over her shoulder, the brunette looked around for a decent spot to sit where no one would disturb her and she could get the most of her visit to practice some of her art. While she looked around, she couldn't help but smile lightly at the thought of the first time she met her now-good friend- Chester. The tiny orange head was surely a talented musician and a beatboxer, maybe she should meet him sometime today if he were free?
Finding a nice shady spot, she sat down, pulling out her art supplies and began sketching the view around the playground, trying to figure out to draw quick moving objects-children. She did have some trouble to get the anatomy right though, which was precisely what she was trying to learn on nailing. ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ LR || 24 || Tall || Single || Artist ⟡ o. o. c: Apologies for the poo quality
"Uggghhhh, yesterday was so horrible." Artie stated with a sigh as he walked through the park. 'Now now, master.. I think you both were just surprised.' Epsilon replied in his mind, causing the boy to sigh again. "True, but I didn't enjoy it at all." The boy replied as he scratched his head and continued to walk, it was at this point he was walking past a girl sitting in the shade a little bit away from him with art supplies. "Why do I have to always feel this way? I honestly really hate it, you know?" He stated, once again showing his habit of just talking out loud when he talked to his wolves in his head. It always looked like he was a bit loony since he was essentially talking to himself. 'I know.. we'll find a way to cure it.. too bad that there isn't a psychiatrist or psychologist here...' Epsilon replied to the boy. "Yeah, it does kinda suck, that and we still can't find any information about you two..." The boy stated with a sigh as he found a shady spot of his own under a tree and sat down, leaning against it. For some reason, he felt that he had only been running into bad luck lately and wished something good would happen to help them out somehow.
Posted: Tue Oct 18, 2016 9:35 am
•●ℒisa ℛozario ●• "Some people are artists, Some, themselves, are art."
⟡ Mood: Decent. ⟡ Company: No one ⟡ Location: The park
Occasionally people would pass by, distracting her momentarily from her subjects as their pace would either be too swift or too slow, causing her to just watch and wait until they would pass by. By then, her subjects would already be in a different position or trying out some crazy new stunt on the various rides on the playground. Now, who could control those little devils? Not her, but that was what she wanted, to capture them as they naturally were for her study but then again, it was a tedious task.
Exhaling as she dropped her pencil and leaned back on the tree with a little groan, she closed her eyes to try and regain her focus. Her sketchbook was filled with quick sketches, some scratched off too while the others just incomplete. She would remain in her position for some time, thinking of a different approach until a voice caught her attention. She opened her eyes, thinking the boy passing by was addressing her and even opened her mouth to ask him if he was speaking to her before he just passed by, seeming like he was talking to himself. She moved her hand to the back of her head, rubbing it lightly as she looked confused. "Must have been talking to himself.. she mumbled to herself, shrugging and took her sketchbook back in hand, the pencil now on her upper lip as she was trying to think of a new approach to her issue. ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ LR || 24 || Tall || Single || Artist ⟡ o. o. c:
His dear brother was sick in bed with a high fever, the dope. Sage had sat up with him for a few hours, calling his primary physician to make sure his twin would be okay, all before deciding a lesson would be better learned if he left the red head to writhe in his own discomfort. He wouldn't have brought it on himself if he hadn't gone out and gorged on heavy foods a single day after his surgical procedure. How a creature his age could still be so hardheaded, he'd never know. Now that the ethereal male had no choice but to stay in bed as he was told, the latter born took himself out to have fresh air. He himself had been inside all day prior to recover from a hangover. He supposed even he was still learning basic lessons. Crossing his arms over his chest, Sage shook his head and sighed. What a strenuous exictence he had. And- Ah! The CEO lifted his eyes to observe the park; not exactly his scene, but indeed the perfect place for the precious commodity of fresh air he was seeking. Two days of from work in a row, how extrodinary and not at all like him? Chuckling briefly to himself, he turned down the cement path and began tapping along with an absent observation of the other mutually meandering visitors. Lots of couples, pet owners, or parents with children. A few here and there strumming instruments or throwing frisbee- Really? No, now and days it was flying drones (were they called drones?) Yes, those things. A five year old likely wouldn't even know what a frisbee is! Humming quietly, his fingers stroked along his chin and he strolled. He would stick to the shaded areas so he didn't get too hot and risk sweating in his suit.
Today's Versace Trails Came from Home, is @ Park $294 [spending history: n/a] $800 in bank People around me: - OOC:
❛He had known he wanted her, that for all time, but he hadn't realized what was between them. A priceless gift, a treasuee beyond his dreams. She was wrapped so tight inside of him. He knew it was more than his body and mind, more than his heart.
He slowly walked towards the park, his expression dark and gloomy. His hair fell loosely around his face, unlike the usual hairdo he had when he’d brush everything backwards. His ruby locks fluttered ever so slightly in the soft breeze and he made the mental note to go for a haircut. That was what he had planned for a couple of months now, except he never really bothered to do so. If anything, that wasn’t what he was worried about at the time being. He’d reach up and brush his hair away from his face only to realize his hand was bandaged. His frowned deepened and he’d let out a small huff.
He hasn’t seen Rina in quite a while, especially with how hectic things had been at work and he had expected it to be a small, peaceful reunion where they’d cuddle on the couch. She’d watch her favourite cartoons and he’d fall asleep while he rested his head above hers. He’d hold her tiny hands within his and he’d once again make fun of her for being so tiny and fun-sized. The redhead breathed a sigh and sat himself down by the park bench. He’d usually bring his puppies out for a walk but he really couldn’t bring himself to. He didn’t want to pressure them with how moody he was being at the moment. He couldn’t get enough sleep either. His mind was simply clouded with thoughts of Rina. He pulled out his phone, wondering if he should send a message and apologize. Then again, he knew she probably wouldn’t reply. Were they really not working out? He’d doubt the both of them every now and then but when his golden orbs would take notice of the dag tag locket that dangled from his chest, he’d shook those thoughts out of his head. No. He can’t be doubtful, not after the trouble they went through.
”Damn it. Get your s**t together, Seth.”
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▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ Rigel 'Jax' FalkovDragonkin ❛It is a curious thing, the death of a loved one. We all know that our time in this world is limited, and that eventually all of us will end up underneath some sheet, never to wake up. And yet it is always a surprise when it happens to someone we know. It is like walking up the stairs to your bedroom in the dark, and thinking there is one more stair than there is. Your foot falls down, through the air, and there is a sickly moment of dark surprise as you try and readjust the way you thought of things.❜ ▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
I'm feeling:Confused, Surprised | I'm with:Sage?? | I'm wearing:Casual | I have feelings for:No One | I have:$1000
Rigel paced down the streets while he held his newly bought bag of Honey Buddha chips in hand. He would ponder to himself as he walked, wondering if he had really said anything to provoke the woman from yesterday. What was her name again? Zara, was it? Rigel was always told he was straightforward and usually, his friends would be there to tell the other party that he meant no harm and that he doesn’t mean anything he says. Now that was where he’d be confused. Didn’t people usually ask for the truth? Why were they angry when he’s only being honest? It wasn’t his fault he mistook her for a child. She is tiny after all. Then again, maybe he shouldn’t be so straightforward after all? Rigel looked at his gloved hand, taking notice of the ring that shone upon his ring finger. He’d fiddle with it for a short while before he heaved a sigh. He missed her so but that was already in the past. He gave a small shrugged, about to open his bag of chips until his eye caught hold of a familiar figure in the far distance. That person had pale skin and white hair. He was a lot shorter compared to the average male and he wore a rather fancy.. suit? There was a person Rigel knew who just looked about the same as that person did. The young boy both Camil and Rigel used to hang around with when they were little. He chuckled and shook his head, deciding it was just his imagination though even so, the man caught himself walking in his direction. He acted much quicker than he could think and not before long, he’d give a quick tap on the silver haired man’s shoulder before Rigel would spin him around.
Isn’t this..?
Golden eyes with smooth and unblemished porcelain features. Rigel caught himself staring for a tad too long, the gears in his mind unable to grind all of a sudden. He had a slow processing mind. No. He was slow in general. It was only after a solid half minute that Rigel had finally spoke up. ”Sage-? Is this a dream? Are you in my dreams?” he pinched the man’s cheeks, then his own. ”Wow! It really IS you! It’s been so long!” he grinned from ear to ear, finding it quite amusing to run into Sage in a place such as this. It’s such a small world. Camil would be so thrilled to see him but unfortunately, he’s currently stuck in the hospital from overdosing on his medication. Rigel stayed overnight yesterday, leaving the hospital only early this morning.
”Are you living around this area, too?” he asked, golden eyes glimmering with excitement.
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♪Funds: $1000::::::♪Outfit:Fox Form/ Black & White::::::♪Mood: Content::::::♪Company: N/A::::::♪Relationship: Single
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Miki walked around her fox form as she entered the park. It may be a bit bad for her as there might be those animal captures around and may take the fox away and get her pounded. Of course the girl can turn back into her human form and show those captors that she isn't a stray animal. Her fox form was the only form she feels free and do whatever she wanted or couldn't do in her normal human form, even though the downfall was her energy getting sapped away from her just by being in this form.
The wind was quite refreshing and tickled the fox's fur as it blew her fur back when she walked. She giggled to herself for getting tickled by the wind. This was the life she wanted, just being only a fox and not a human with ears and tail. She didn't mind either form as she was able to do anything in both forms and do specific things in one form and others to the other form. Miki was getting slightly tired a bit just being in this form. The fox walked around the park to a random bench, not knowing someone was there or acknowledging him as she jumped onto the beach and curled up like a ball, preparing herself to fall asleep until the person on the bench, slightly kinda woke her up with him guess getting angry at himself. Miki's tired eyes turned to the male, slowly and lowly able to keep them open. "Shhh a fox is trying to sleep here", the fox said as she laid her head back down.
❛He had known he wanted her, that for all time, but he hadn't realized what was between them. A priceless gift, a treasuee beyond his dreams. She was wrapped so tight inside of him. He knew it was more than his body and mind, more than his heart.
He leaned again the bench, allowing his body to sink into the wooden seat. Oh, let him become one with this bench, where he wouldn't be required to move or care about anything at all. Let him laze around, let him go back to the days where he didn't care about anybody at all. Let him do whatever he wanted! He groaned impatiently as his eyebrows would furrow into knots. His phone was once again shoved back into his pocket, deciding not to send an apology text message. Was he in the wrong? He didn't know. He didn't want to either. He came to the park simply because he wanted to clear his mind but this method clearly isn't helping him one bit. If anything, his thoughts were getting even more clouded than before.
Are the puppies alone?
Are they afraid?
Will they hurt themselves?
Did he properly lock the shelves properly?
What if they pulled something off the kitchen counter and the knives come tumbling down?
Horror dawned upon his chiseled features in a split second and his face would flush pale. He knew he was thinking too much into things but the redhead would worry about those little canines as if they were children of his. He didn't care much when he noticed an animal leap onto the empty space beside him. There were a lot of strays around and it was nothing too surprising if he ran into one. However, much to his surprise, this one spoke. His golden irises flick in its direction in an instant, confusion clouding his expression. He'd stare at the fox for a short while before he turned away once more. What was one doing in an area like this in the first place? Is it a pet? "The hell? Have I gone mad? Foxes don't talk-" he shook his head. It appears his lack of sleep had gotten the best of him, but then again, he came across so many non-humans in Soleil. He wasn't human either, so who was he to judge a talking fox? He'd doubt himself, and he'd catch his gaze wandering back to the tiny creature that was drifting off into slumber. He'd prod at it with his finger, his eyes narrowing at the sight of it. "Hey. Did you say something earlier?" he uttered, eventually turning away once he realized how idiotic he was behaving.
"Wow. Nice, Seth. Talk to an animal, why don't you." he rolled his eyes, crossing his arms as he let out a small huff. What a day.
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2016 6:31 am
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"Arrrgh! This is just so frustrating!" The boy said loudly with a sigh as he leaned back against the tree. It was at that point that a shadowy wolf climbed out of the boy's shadow and sat by him. "You know Epsilon, sometimes I wonder how my life would have been if I had never gotten that fear of women, but then I remember that if that hadn't happened, I wouldn't have gotten you and Gamma.." The boy said with a gentle smile as he patted the wolf's head gently. The wolf was silent as he was communicating to the boy telepathically, 'I'm glad we met you as well, Master. But, I am sure we will cure your fear soon enough so that you can finally have a normal life without having to avoid anyone and that we will finally find information about us, about what we really are.' Epsilon replied as he rubbed his head against the boy's hand. "I really hope it does go that way, Eps.." The boy replied with the wolf's nickname as he continued to pet the wolf, feeling a bit better. Though it was a bit weird seeing a kind looking boy petting an ominous shadowy looking wolf with a gentle smile on his face like he was looking at a loved family member. It was obvious how much the boy cared for the two wolves who he was bound with.
OOC: I'm so sorry for the wait. Things got really busy in college the last few days. xP
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The fox yawned a bit as she rested her head down onto the bench, but turned her small head to the male as he said something. The fox let out a small sly smile listening to him talk to himself and going probably bonkers for hearing the fox talk. "You're weird. You're just hearing things", the fox said as she turned her head away from him. Miki laughed a bit, but the way she was laying down could pass off as sleeping from laughing and moving her body up. Miki could play tricks to this fellow as it was kind of amusing to her. Wasn't everyone used to seeing non-humans in this city? Though Miki was getting slightly weaker for staying too long in her fox form, she could feel herself nearly going to transform back into her human self in a second. 'Damnit... this is killing me slowly.. I need to get stronger..' The fox got up from her sleeping position, stretching her body up, and sat down in a sitting position and looked at the male. "Is this your first time to ever hear a fox talking?", the fox asked him as she looked around before transforming back. A white puff of smoke appeared around the fox, legs appearing at the edge of the bench, fox ears pointing out of the smoke, and blonde hair resting on the beach. The girl stretched her human body out from being to stiff while in her fox form. "Hello. I'm Miki. The talking fox that made you go bonkers and crazy" Miki's face was slightly paled when she was in fox form as it sapped almost all her energy off of her. She needed to be more careful or she'll end up collapsing and hurt herself in the process too.
