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Post by Quinn on Jan 7, 2014 19:28:49 GMT -5
((Open to any Nightstar Pack Member. As you fill out the application, feel free to join. Just don't steal the show xD currently: Azalea @jewel Eliora @aialynn Ariella Tyler Reinhert)) Adé was toward the back of the line, watching as all the other various creatures made their way toward Angus' territory. He laughed to himself...well, as best as a thirteen foot African elephant could laugh to itself. They had the monkey, the lion, and the elephant. A bear on a unicycle would just top it off. It was weird being back alive. Ryan had done his best to stitch his trunk, but elephants had thick skin and it was hard to puncture it with a needle. So, he still had no use of his trunk. Breathing from it was easy enough, it just didn't have the mobility it used to. It just felt weird being able to breathe again. He didn't know exactly how many years had passed since the Nightstar, but Ryan had brought them back for a reason. He just wasn't sure what. It was also odd being connected to everyone mentally again. His head was abuzz with small talk that the other members were talking. Something about meeting God, something about being ghosts. To him, he had saw his mother. His mother, grandmother, and great grandmother. It had only felt like he was dead for a few minutes, let alone twenty or so years. He had just stayed there and talked with them for the longest time... And then they told him it was time to leave, and he left. Waking up as if he had just been asleep. But it was also good being back in the arms of his second family. The chatter that was going on in his head was warming, comforting even. He was back with his friends, his second family. Fang prowled near the front of the group, having wove himself between the crowd and making his way to the front. He was, after all, a panther. He wasn't sure why he shouldn't be in the front. He wasn't sure where he belonged in his previous lifetime, but he was pretty sure that he was high up. He did, however, think that his mother knew more than he did. And Talon knew even more than her. His pelt was in tatters. One paw had a limp, as well. Almost all his claws were broke. He was in rough shape, and he knew it. But day by day, he was getting better. He knew that eventually, he would eventually be back to normal, despite the ring of fur that would never grow back around his neck. He briefly thought about what he had saw while he was dead, and the images disturbed him. Wherever he had been, he hadn't been happy. He wasn't entirely sure about what had happened while he was dead, though. He was well aware of the small talk going on, and a lot of it just annoyed him. There was no blissful peace to all this noise.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 7, 2014 20:19:47 GMT -5
Andrew stumbled around like he was drunk. But he wasn't. It was just that his brain was fried. Ryan had did his best in getting his brain back to normal, and Drew had high hopes that he wouldn't walk like a drunkard anymore.
He looked around and smiled. It felt good to be alive. Because when he was dead, he didn't see, think, smell, feel or taste anything. It was pitch black. No one from the other side to greet him. No paradise. He felt as if he were sleeping.
But right here, living, breathing, smelling that slight rot, he was thankful. Even though he was now in a different time.
But he felt that since he was back with (who he considered) his family, it was going to be hunky dorie.
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Post by Azalea on Jan 7, 2014 20:27:27 GMT -5
Angus had taken the truck back to the house, and in turn was not with them. So, Candy had given Maria a temporary sight to be able to see the trail. So, as a result, she led the group. She walked as one of the few humans, a small girl on top of her shoulders. Her parents were failed revivals, and as a result, the girl clung to her. Maria couldn't allow the girl to live on her own, to fight through growing up as an orphan. She hadn't even spoken to Talon about it yet since they only found out after they had left.
Maria listened to the chatter that was going on. Much of it was beautiful and sweet in her mind, and she couldn't help but develop a small smile on her lips. She didn't speak out but what she remembered of the afterlife was a dream. Tall, towering trees and beautiful floating lights. The world was natural, and the animals ran free. Few humans walked about but those that did looked at her with awe rather than fear. She could have befriended them by they were fading lights without names. There were pools in which she could see the world, and that's how she knew of the passage of time. Something that few people seemed to have grasped after their revival.
Maria knew how long they were gone. She didn't experience it like she should have, but she could see the years passing by looking in those pools. Then, she would leave and live in this world again. She never got tired, she never got hungry, she simply ran and wandered. It was peaceful. As others left, she began to wonder what her point was, until one day...she felt drained and drawn to a pool. She fell in, and life began again.
She had little understanding of that plane of existence, but she had her ideas. She simply couldn't grasp them well enough to form an answer for what it was. She wished to say heaven but that was no heaven. It was timeless, forever, and yet very brief for most. Time did not exist. Age did not exist. All that existed was the world and her it seemed. She supposed it wasn't an afterlife at all in a way, perhaps she was stuck in some form of a purgatory, awaiting her rebirth into this world. It was vastly different than what others described though, so she remained silent.
Izzy rode on her new momma's shoulders, smiling at the world around her. She couldn't shift yet, but Maria knew what she was due to knowing her parents. Maria knew more than the others as well. She didn't know why...but she did. It was fuzzy. Most people only remembered big moments in their lives, while she only seemed to forget the tiniest of things. Sure, the entire year before her death was nothing but black and there was a lot of fuzz everywhere, but it was hard to describe. She knew that her son was Beta and she was Head Warrior, her mate was Alpha. Yet, she had a distinct feeling that those thoughts shouldn't be shared.
Izzy was simply a child when she died, not much younger than Angus' own children. She didn't remember anything really, she simply had feelings and desires at this point, and she wanted a mama. Maria was her mama now. She was also hungry. Due to this entire fact, she couldn't speak because she couldn't remember how to. She, she simply made poor mimics of the others. She only really knew Mama.
Maria looked back to her son, smiling at him. "Isn't this great? We're finally going to begin again. I wonder how much everything has changed." She specified that specifically toward her son. "I wouldn't mind your father. He's probably just overwhelmed with everything going on." She knew her son was a moody one, and Talon's behavior was rather shocking to say the least.
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Post by Eliora on Jan 7, 2014 21:36:15 GMT -5
Xandrea walked a bit unsteadily,she had a wicked looking scar on her chest and with every breath she took she sounded like a cat with pneumonia who was choking on glass. On top of all that she smelled rotten ,but then again who wouldnt? Especially after being brought back to life. Drea laughed and sounded like a hoopty with loose rims. But she didnt care she was glad to be back her family. Some things were sketchy and hard to remember but she knew that before meeting them she had no one. She had no family no friends nobody... there was something right on the fringes of her memory but when she tried to touch it it danced out of her reach and she sighed. She would probably remember more as time passes.
It was kinda weird being back. The place she went to was a beautiful place. There were rolling hills, gentle streams, and plenty of food. It was a peaceful place of light and pleasantness. There were others and they seemed so happy to be with their friends and family. Drea had watched them greet their loved ones before walking away and she began to wander the beautiful place. To her surprise, her constant companion was her shift animal,a litigoness. She was beautiful and large. Upom Drea's confused expression,she explained that upon coming to this of light and pleasantness, the spirit of animal and man becomes seperate as it was before the pairing. She went on to explain some other things as well. Drea was awestruck as she looked at the beauty that surrounded her with her animal spirit at her side.
It seemed that time went on forever. All of her needs were met and she never wanted for anything. She couldnt tell one day from another but it didnt really matter time had no purpose there. She found a grand oak tree and felt drawn to it. She walked to it and touched the trunk. It warmed up at her touch and seemed to speak to her. Drea giggled and spoke back. She and the tree had a lovely conversation while her animal spirit laid beside the old tree and smiled. Drea sat at the base and of the tree and yawned. She had felt tired and drifted off to sleep curled up against the litigoness and drifted off to sleep and she awoke. But she was no longer in the place of light and pleasantness.
Drea looked around at her family and smiled she hadnt known it then but she had missed them terribly. She followed behind the others and listen to their chatter through the packlink. It was weird having other people in her head but she welcomed it,taking it as a sign that this had really happened and she had a second chance to be with those she loved.
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Post by Ariella on Jan 7, 2014 21:45:41 GMT -5
Twilight sat on the ground, looking around at the area. She was back to life. She could see Ade in his elephant form, and Andrew as a gorilla. She had the form of a war horse, and was in this form now, having remembered still how to shift. Not like one could forget that. Like, seriously.... who could forget that?"
She scrambled to her feet -hooves- and shook off. 'Hey Ade, hey Andy' she said. 'Great to be back, right?' She followed the group to new territory, somewhere where they could begin to restart as a pack. Twilight smiled, happy to be together with her pack once more.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 8, 2014 8:46:35 GMT -5
Eila slowly walked along the others trying to tune out their chatter, she regretted doing so terribly but the wound to her temple had not fully healed and sounds would spike in pitch at random times, giving her a nasty headache.
Eila glanced towards Tye noting the brused prints around his neck, her heart wept as she thought about what happened the memories were gone and she was thankful... But she feared that maybe she had watched her younger brothers death... The others thoughts raced of being in a grand place or no where.. She only remembered stress and regret.
Her "afterlife" was watching the light fade from her brothers eyes over and over again, this thought terrified her making her involuntarily pick up the boy walking next to her. "We are alive Tye..." she smiled at her brother pushing all the horrific images of her afterlife out of her mind.
Tye wrapped his arms around Eila and rested his head on her shoulder not caring that he was old enough to walk. "Eila... I missed everyone so much." Eila nodded smiling weakly "Me too."
Tye wiggled out of his sisters embrace but grabbed her hand as he thought of where he had been. He remembered being with their mother, hunting in the forests like when she had taught him to so long ago. That thought made Tye chuckle a little which hurt his throat greatly, even speaking did.
"Eila..." he looked at her as he spoke through their pack link "Since we were all brought back on the same day... Does that mean we are all kinda the same age?" Eila laughed a little trying to avoid hurting her chest but shrugged "Maybe... But i don't think so."
Eila looked around to their family and smiled "I am happy we are all together..." she thought through the pack link without realizing it, but decided she didn't care. She missed them all.
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Post by Decoii on Jan 8, 2014 10:03:51 GMT -5
Asumi was a yoyo of emotions and thoughts. She was just... Brought back from the dead? Did that even make any sense? Some time has passed. Things where explained but she just didn't get it. Why? Because she didn't remember dying and she could barely remember her after life. But her afterlife, just like her previous life was a blend of voices, people, imagines and touch. It was all blended to the point that she didn't remember anything all that good.
Hell, Asumi had grown up pretty damn fast, even faster then the wolves and that was saying a lot. So even though she was in her twenties, her memories where slim. Never mind the fact that she never noticed the moment she died. Seriously, she was dead for years and she never noticed it until she woke up again and was basically told. "Hey, you where dead, but we brought you back!"
She was over the shock, now. Obviously over the fact that she was stabbed in the throat with a dagger... It was wrong on so many levels. She had perfect skin that now had a scar on the front of her throat and on the back. She had perfect reflexes... But still died because someone, somehow, managed to sneak up on her. Fuck, a shot right to her ego was what killed her.
Regardless of those bitter thoughts she was a bubble of joy. Literally. While everyone preferred to shift around, she listened to the chatter and danced around in her human form. Everyone was walking forward, while she spun around bumping into people. her feline was showing and she was one bubble of a hyper cat that just couldn't stay still.
She could smell things, feel things, see things. All her life was fuzzy, her afterlife was fuzzy, but now? Her eyes felt sharper then normal and she could see everything. Did someone give her catnip? jumping in place, she ran up to rub against the back of an elephants legs before she moved forward and hugged Xandrea, who she never really talked to before running over to Eila and Tye and literally jumping in place she waved. "Hello, Hi, hello there! BYE!" With that she ran away and started spinning again.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 10, 2014 14:44:25 GMT -5
Vaas was... hanging back in irritation. He hated the voices, wished he could shut them all up but knew that would not be possible. He didn't know why they were all so excited in being alive again. Him? He liked where he was. Though it had been strange. Extremely strange. Yet still he did't put much thought into it because he liked it, at least he believed that he did. It was a blur of images and emotions but he knew it had been quiet and peaceful. An it was strange because it had seemed so quiet and peaceful. And the one emotion he could get from the afterlife was happiness. That thought caused him to shudder. Part of him wanted to think that he had a miserable fucking life before he died, and a good part of him believed that he was going to live yet another miserable life.
One thing was for sure though, he had never been one of a social type and he had never been one of a trusting type, no matter how hard people tried to gain that. That was just proven with the scar right to the center of his chest, patched up as best as it could have but still very visible. He closed his eyes, not wanting to think on that.
He was making sure to hang back all the way to the end of the group. There would be the last person, and then it was him a few more steps back. He was watching silently, trying to ignore the irritating and annoying and distracting voices going on his head. The moment he figured out how to shut it all off, he would do it. "I don't know why you are all happy," he said in a very thick Spanish accent to himself. "Then again. I may have never been happy."
He shrugged softly, hands stuffed inside his pockets as he continued to lag behind, his blood red eyes scanning around and watching everyone, telling himself that he couldn't trust anyone. A soft sigh escaped his lips as he kicked at the dirt under him, feeling a slight pain shoot up his right leg before slowly receding to nothing. "You people," he muttered to himself once again. "You people are too happy. It's creepy."
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