sirenspull | Entries tagged with c: the tenth doctor

[Good evening Siren's Port! There's a braided teen on the feed tonight, and he's looking rather thoughtful.

Yes, Duo is thinking. Be afraid.]

So. Port... ites. ... Portians.

Man, we do we call ourselves?

... right. That's not actually what I wanted to ask.

So... few weeks ago - during that snow storm, actually - I finally found out what my damn power is. I've been here over a year, so it was a little frustrating to go that damn long without bein' able to figure it out.

Left me wonderin', though, did anyone else take a really long time to figure out their Core-given powers? Or hell, even their OWN powers? What was it like? Anyone not figured their powers out yet?

I'unno why I'm thinkin' so much... I just am. So humor me, port. Lemmie know your thoughts on all this.

whycantistay

[Filtered away from Angel/ Angelus]

I need any information on magic pertaining to souls, unleashing or releasing them. Any information would be helpful. 

This is not the first time Angelus has been released. The first time it was released by ancient Asian magic. It took a powerful witch to get it back. And in the meantime, he went on a rampage.

I don't care if he's on some bounty. This isn't who he is, and I'm sure it's to be said for the other vampire. I'm not the most skilled in magic, but I think I could do this. I simply don't have the right resources.

If any need information on protecting yourself, holy water and crosses will fend him off, but I advice staying in your house or apartment.

mediumdrip

I want to start out by apologizing to all the people who worried about me when I left my apartment without letting my friends know where I had gone. Instead of facing my problems head on I ran and others got dragged into the mess. I wanted to thank everyone who offered to look for me and to apologize for putting anyone in danger. The last thing that I wanted was for people to be out in the Darkness looking for me.

I also really wanted to apologize to everyone at Purgatory for disappearing. All of you have given me an opportunity I would never have had back home and I am and always will be extremely grateful for that. I need to figure out what I'm doing now, and how much trouble I'm in for bailing on you.

I know some of you will be expecting me to talk about what happened between me and Kurt, but I'm not going to go into detail. We're not together anymore and the details of what happened are between him, me and our close friends. Thank you for everyone who stepped up to help him during this.

I've been thinking a lot about what I'm going to do now. I still don't really know.

I've been in a pretty dark place for a while. I never wanted it to come out this way but it did. Now all that I can do is face the consequences of my actions and hope that the people I've hurt can heal now that I'm no longer in their lives.

This weekend things got really, really bad. I wanted to talk about it. This will probably get a little long, and intense, and I don't expect anyone to read it. I just wanted to share considering how things are for kids here and back home. I feel like I need to get this out and all of you are free to say what you will about it.

I am not expecting sympathy.

( IC cut for triggery material )

lockandkeyblade

[So it does happen on occasion that Sora likes to play Sherlock. This particular evening, inspiration strikes while in the midst of training exercises in the woods (taught to him some time ago by a certain blue haired master). His hair's a little mussed, outfit slightly askew. But here's something new! Sora's sporting some new duds: At the moment, his left arm's covered in what appears to be some well-crafted armor.]

I've been thinking... Back in my world, there used to things called Gates that helped get you from place to place. Thing is, they weren't all that easy to find, and they didn't just open for anybody or for any reason.

Only, if I'm right, I just might know a way to make this work!

[Hence, his next question. It's completely relevant to the previous matter, he promises:]

What's most important to you? What's something you guys just can't go without?

[Tell the sixteen year old about your precious items, Siren's Port. So he can ask to see it. Toss it in the air. Point a weapon at it.]

[It'll turn out just fine.]

[Probably.]

skynyrdgroupie

(ooc; backdated to before the sirens.)

What the-- [He’ll just stop himself before finishing that. After the walk through the baseball diamond this place is old news anyway.]

Well, hell… This isn’t the big house, not that I’m complaining… is this resurrection or did I get sent south for meddling? [He sounds just as confused as he is mixed in with a little sarcastic fortitude. There's a skeptical frown on his mug set heavy just beneath furrowed eyebrows.] I don't think I deserve that. Maybe some probation and a junkless parole officer. Neither of which would be new. Well, mostly.

Which way back to the Roadhouse?? [He points with both hands, crossed at the elbow, being animated despite his situation to cheer himself up.]

And I’m not calling all angels. Train is gay.

aslandish

[ There are no grand and glorious proclamations this day, nor joy nor exultations, though his mood is far from poor. Rather, he is thoughtful, and it reflects in his words and tone. ]

A star falls from heaven.

Can it someday return, restored to its proper place?

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