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Post by DR-@@GON on Oct 29, 2011 13:50:35 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra listened attentively as the news reporter reported on a rape in Lincoln Park. The victim's brother was pretty hilarious. Suddenly, she heard a firm knock on the door and the sound of Shamu's voice trailing in, and she realized that this was just the beginning of what would be, to say the least, a memorable night. She opened the door to let him in, then stood aside with a meek look on her face. After a moment though, she tried to perk up a little bit. "I claim first shower! Oh by the way, there were Rattatas in the room before I came in. Really gross, right? I almost screamed." She spoke really fast in her amused voice, then laughed dryly, trying to lighten up the situation. "Soo yeah. I'll be out in a half hour." The teen said, taking various bathroom utensils out of her backpack, along with a nightgown, and advancing into the bathroom, feeling like she was escaping from him. Well, better that they were apart for as long as possible. Looking at the mirror, she narrowed her eyes at how bleh her face looked. Seriously, there were like, rings under her eyes from exhaustion, and this light wasn't doing anything for her complexion. Oh well. She brushed and flossed her teeth like a zombie, then stripped out of her clothes and proceeded to shower. It took ages for the water to heat up, but when it did, it was scorching hot. She could barely clean herself properly, but she eventually managed. Shutting off the water, she dried herself off and quickly blow dried her hair. After all that, she dressed in her nightgown and felt refreshed even though her skin was still smarting from the scorching water. Wrapping her hair in a towel, she took her stuff and exited the bathroom, followed by a cloud of steam. Her eyes were both brown, as she'd taken out her purple contact to shower and didn't feel like replacing it just to sleep. Refusing to make eye contact with Susumu, she walked to her large purse and replaced the utensils. She blushed all the while and wondered what he was thinking. Did he hate her? Probably. Sighing dolefully, she stood up straight and sat back onto the bed, which creaked under her weight. Her arms were crossed in a shy way as she watched the TV, not really caring what channel it was on.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| None TAGS|| Sierra, Shamu <3 TALK|| Lol :'DD
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Post by Sp❣rit on Oct 29, 2011 18:50:14 GMT -5
Sierra eventually opened the door, and he awkwardly looked to the side as he felt a meek looking face greeting him. Nothing too accusing or upset, from the vibe he got. Ah, this entire thing was going to be annoying. He still had his bag of stuff on his back, which pretty much would cover him for any night he spent out on the town. He was a guy though, so he wasn't all that concerned with looking 'perfect'. Hearing her speak, he looked at her as she tried to change the mood by sounding cheerful. A nice try really, but he didn't really know how much you could hide the awkwardness under the carpet. "Rattatas? Oh god, no wonder that guy was so demanding." He eventually chuckled, walking in with an observant look for them. He didn't see any signs of them, but he made a mental note to keep all of his snacks well hidden. "Alright, don't find any Ekans in the bathroom." He joked as he glanced over his erm...surroundings. As Sierra was bolting into the bathroom for cover, he was stuck taking in his situation for the first time. Rattatas. One bed. Dirty looking floor. The room smelled stuffy in general, like it needed to be aired out. At least there was a TV in here, but he doubted it got more than 4 channels. He flipped it on just so there'd be background noise as the news chattered behind him. Like she said, she really was gone for half an hour. What was he supposed to do in that time, really? He glanced at his Pokeballs and frowned, realizing that the guys were going to be hungry and tired if he didn't do anything about it. "First, the window." He sighed, cracking open the window with lots of effort, finding it nearly impossible to open because it was jammed so shut. With a small breeze creeping in the room to get rid of the scent of old people in here, he sighed. That was...improvement. As she was showering, he briefly shuffled through his bag in an attempt to sort through the things he'd need for the night. Some snacks for himself, he had a change of clothes, though no pajamas, but there was food for each Pokemon he had on hand. It was odd to do, but he let a few out at a time so they wouldn't like, band together and EXPLODE all over the place. They all got enough food as is, so he returned them rather quickly. <H-Hey...! This is too fast! I smell a rat!> His Vulpix whined, wanting more outside time as he was shut up with a click of the Pokeball. "Brats. Bah." He sighed, shaking his head as he glared at the Rattata that seemed ready to snatch up some crumbs. They flinched and cowered back into the shadows of some unreachable crack, and he let them be for now. No need messing with them. It wasn't long after that, while sitting on a stiff wooden chair near a small table for eating, that Sierra came out. Looking her way as she came out dressed in a nightgown, he felt a bit miffed that she didn't even look at him. Well, probably for the best that she didn't. He didn't want to blush like a moron and seem like a creeper, but this situation really was...it was just bad, ok? His poor guy instincts knew one thing, while his normal personality attempted to rationalize the hell out of them. "Right." He sighed in defeat, trying to forget about all of that as he focused on the news. Nothing pleasant was on really, just cases of muggings in this exact area, and several bank robberies that were going on at the same time. They still didn't catch the guys that did that? Man, did the cops here suck.
ooc: amg this so isn't one paragraph. QQ
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Post by DR-@@GON on Oct 29, 2011 20:15:21 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra glanced his way when he uttered the word, realizing she'd just made it awkward by ignoring his presence. Argh, she'd just done the opposite of what she intended! But she really was just embarrassed that he could see her like this - in her pajamas, with her hair wrapped in a towel instead of framing her face. It made her feel like an old lady. Glancing up at the TV, her face twisted with amusement as the news had turned to stories of muggings that happened in their area. She couldn't help but laugh aloud at the irony of it - how they managed to not end up on the news after all the near death situations. She still couldn't believe they were alive. What was she doing, cursing their luck for getting caught up in this situation? Before this, they'd survived only by sheer good luck and sharp wits. Ah well. When the news story changed to commercial, she picked up the remote and surfed the channels to see if anything else was on. Pokémon Battle Network? Seen that battle a million times. Pokémon Trivia? Not in the mood. Oh gosh, baby cartoons. Nope. After a few more channel flips, it changed back to the news. "Hmmph, nothing's on." She groaned before laying the remote back down and taking the towel off her head, shaking her dried hair a little so that it fell in thick, messy strands. Turning to Susumu, she asked, "How do I look? It's weird without my hat and contact, right?" A small amused smile adorned her face.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| None TAGS|| Sierra, Shamu <3 TALK|| Bah, I shoulda made her come out in a towel V:< WOULD'VE MADE IT MORE AWKWARD.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Oct 29, 2011 23:17:34 GMT -5
"Hm?" He grunted as he heard the sound of laughter from the other half of the room, since he made sure to avoid the bed for as long as possible. Dear god, he wasn't going to allow himself to hurt that girl. He was still innocent to a degree too, and he wasn't sure how much he wanted to give that up yet. Family values stuffed down his throat, he supposed. Though he didn't like to belief it, he was more like them than he liked to admit sometimes. One look at the TV and some attention to the news reminded him of most of the stuff they went through today, and hey, the stuff they went through was way more exciting. "Pfft. Where were the reporters when we were walking around?" He commented with a scoff, as if he was denying the importance of the news despite how grim the news anchor sounded. She then started to change the channel; probably as bored as he was when the news started to go to one of those "David Tanny" commercials. Nope, Chuck Testa. He would've changed the channel anyways just to avoid that bullshit. 'Pokemon Battle Network? Maybe...' He debated that one, but ultimately it was cheaply made and the commentary made it boring as hell. 'Pokemon Trivia? Ugh, maybe next time.' He frowned and made a face, as if he suffered from food poisoning in the past because of it. 'Wha...wha...little Charmanders hugging? Nope, no kid's shows.' It looked ridiculously cute, and he was honestly surprised that she didn't keep it on. A few more channel flips and then they started to repeat themselves, which was pretty boring. "Eh, leave it on anyways. I like the background noise." Leaning back in the uncomfortable chair, he kind of wished it was a couch or something with a fluffy back. Ow, this was painful. The bed did look soft and nice but nope. Nope nope nope. That was a last resort. Sierra finally took that towel off of her head, and her hair kind of went everywhere from that one shake. Why was he thinking of dogs now? Long hair, long haired dogs...then the question. Was it smart to be honest on this one? Oh, but now that she mentioned it...her eyes were different weren't they? The purple was always kind of odd and stood out, so it did kind of stick out in his head. "It is kind of different, haha." He decided to hold his tongue on the dog comment unless she pestered him further. "Do you wear that hat all of the time?" He decided to ask, not really sure how often he saw her without it. "Well, besides the times you probably lose it." A small teasing jab there, but it was all in good fun.
ooc: LOL draa. then that would've been dirty. so so dirty.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Oct 30, 2011 11:30:30 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra had laughed when he jested about the reporters not being there. Seriously, they would've had a hell of a time being interviewed. What if they received money for it? Or candy. That would've been great. She smiled when he said she looked different. Good; she liked standing out anyway. Moving with the crowd just wasn't her thing, and that was one reason why she became a trainer instead of taking some more professional job. She heard his question and laughed when he jested that she lost it often. Yeah, she had some close calls with the dang hat; she'd almost lost it twice today while they were trying to run. "Yeah!" she replied proudly. "Except when I'm showering or sleeping." She looked down at her thumbs, then back at him. "You're one of the few people that can see me without it." She said, smiling. Bah, she felt like she said something really cheesy just then. Then her face became a bit more serious and she blushed a little. "Um, do you think I.." But with every word, she trembled even more. "Never mind." She said with a small laugh. Thank goodness she was able to stop; she was going to ask if he thought she looked cute without the hat and contact, but that was something you ask your boyfriend, not your... whatever Susumu was to her. Especially in a position like this. Seriously, the poor guy was sitting on the other side of the room, breaking his back on a chair that didn't look like it was made for humans. Then again, sitting on the same bed was kind of perverted, but... he was gonna have to come soon, right? Laying on the floor would be bad with all the Rattata roaming around.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| None TAGS|| Sierra, Shamu <3 TALK|| HURR DERP. Forgive me if this sucks lol :'D
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Post by Sp❣rit on Oct 30, 2011 12:07:47 GMT -5
It felt pretty good making someone else laugh, so Susumu had a bit of a silly grin on his face as he temporarily forgot the main issues of the situation. She seemed awfully smug about her hat; he was probably going to have to take it sometime and see what she did. Was that a bit of a third grade move? Probably, but the thought seemed hilarious to him enough to try it next time he saw her. Well that was assuming they ended up bumping into each other after this. They had awfully good luck finding each other compared to others really, especially since they didn't even know each other's names those other times. Susumu's mind temporarily halted when she boldly said that he was one of the few that could see her without her hat on. He felt flattered really, but he couldn't help but wonder what that implied. Were they...friends? He liked to think so at least, especially with all of the fun they were having, save for this little situation here. As he was thinking that, Sierra started to blush and stutter, so much that he was concerned about what she was going to ask. Eventually she gave up on it, but that left him more than curious. "O-Ok then." He chuckled awkwardly, then decided that maybe he should try to take a lead in the conversation. "Hey, where are you from anyways? I don't meet a lot of people actually born in the region." Man, when he thought about where he lived before he could only shake his head. It was so boring-- there was no way to become a trainer out in the Fiore region. It was such a really peaceful place, that he got bored out of his mind and had to get out of there. It gave him decent enough values though, one wasn't very exposed to crime out there. Suddenly one of the doors creaked open, making out a loud moan as Susumu glanced over at the bathroom door, wondering if maybe the wind did that. Huh, ok then.
ooc: loolol no its funny, its funny. amg our conversation on the cbox just now gave me an idea. Haunted hotel...possibly? -cackle-
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Post by DR-@@GON on Oct 30, 2011 12:43:10 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra fidgeted with her fingers when he replied with an 'ok then,' both glad and disappointed that he didn't pursue it further. Then again, she would've just bullshitted something to change the subject, so this was the better way to go. He posed a question, but suddenly she heard the bathroom door creak eerily and she looked over there distractedly. There was no breeze or anything in the room, so how could that have happened? A bit creeped out, she temporarily forgot what they were talking about. "What was the question..? Oh, right. Where I was from." She sighed, grateful that she was paying enough attention to remember. "I grew up in Hoenn. There's tons of berries there; that's kinda why I have a sweet tooth." She replied. Then, feeling like she was sensing something, she looked back at the door. It looked as though it was quivering a little.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| None TAGS|| Sierra, Shamu <3 TALK|| HERP DERPPP omg this feels like a really small post XD AND YES, we are doing the haunted hotel thing :'D
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Post by Sp❣rit on Oct 30, 2011 14:30:16 GMT -5
Hey, hey. Why did she look disappointed at him? He didn't do anything wrong. He frowned a bit, but perked back up when she started talking once more. Eh, at least they could find something to talk about instead of running into these ridiculous situations all of the time. Sadly he had no idea what was so special about their room '404', as it was all a giant error and the information about it could not be found. They were both distracted by the door though, and he glanced back to the window. It was a still night, and he did crack it open a bit, but he hardly felt a breeze. How chilling. "Ah, Hoenn. I've been there before. Just for a vacation though." He was young then. Gosh, he supposed that was where his uncle and aunt got married, so everyone had to go and see the party. He pretty much saw Hoenn as this pretty, summer paradise because of that experience. "I'm from Fiore, it's a bit colder over there. It was hard getting used to how cold Cheyenne gets though." Yeah, mountains everywhere. It was bound to get cold and dry one time or another, which definitely caught him off guard his first year here. He paused when he stopped to look at the door, since Sierra seemed more focused on it in the first place. Apparently the door didn't want to stop moving, as if the hinges were making it extremely loose. The TV oddly started to get really fuzzy, turning into black and white lines as the voices on the tv started to distort slightly. "Eh? Busted already? Damn thing." He commented with a shake of his head, blaming it all on the crappy quality of the joint.
OOC: amg amg backstory time. This place needs a backstory. How about the room they were in is really specific. Two years back, a wife caught her lover in the hotel cheating on her. She then went into a violent rampage where she shot the mistress, tortured her husband, shot him, then shot herself. :x
Then it can be like. Random sad sounds from the husband ghost. The wife ghost being extremely violent. And maybe screams from the mistress.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Oct 30, 2011 19:23:23 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra looked back at Susumu as he responded, nodding. "We got tourists all the time there." She replied to his first sentence, nodding. Then she nodded even more vigorously when he described Cheyenne as a cold place. It really was, especially during the winter. In Hoenn they didn't often have snow. "I know. It's taking a while to get used to." Sierra replied. She wasn't sure if she really would get used to the weather. Maybe she was already used to it by now. But she stopped thinking about it; the bathroom door creaking and the sudden fuzzing of the TV screen were holding her attention. Shamu's words seemed oddly cryptic, as if they were trapped in some kind of horror movie. Shivers went down her spine and goosebumps appeared on her arms. "Are they playing a prank on us?" She suggested, laughing nervously and then swallowing dryly. Looking back at the TV, it had returned to normal. She laughed. "See? It's really not broken. It must've been a joke." She sighed with relief, then leaned backwards so that half of her was laying on the bed and her legs were dangling off. But she felt something under her head.. was that a leg? Sss...sss...chh...chhh.. Eerie whispers could be heard. She got a weird feeling, sat back up and turned her head to look at the bed... and screamed. She could swear that, out of the corner of her eye, she saw the outline of two ghosts. She scrambled off of the bed. "Susumu, there's something there!" She said in a panicked voice, standing up and backing away from the bed.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| Owl City - Peppermint Winter TAGS|| Sierra, Shamu <3 TALK|| :'D Yeah, that works! /used it
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Post by Sp❣rit on Oct 30, 2011 20:22:24 GMT -5
Yeah, ok. Sierra seemed to know what he was talking about then, which made things a bit easier to talk about. They were used to warmer places, though he had an easier time tolerating it to a degree. Like at the moment, this autumn he was fine. Winter was terrible though! Talk about freezing weather! Though speaking of freezing, he felt as if this spot in the room got oddly colder. He felt his skin squeeze a little as goosebumps filled his arms underneath his long sleeves. He could tell he was getting them, and he felt more than inclined to get up and shut the window. "Man, I didn't think it got so cold so fast." He commented, leaving Sierra to focus on the TV as it turned back to normal. "A prank? I think its more likely that it wants to suck." He couldn't possibly see a busted TV losing signal like that as a prank by some kids, and why would the staff go around pranking people? It wasn't like they were admins on a Pokemon website or anything. Vaguely he noted that she started to lay down, then he focused on the screen to try and tune her out for a bit, but then...she screamed. He yelped a little as he bolted off of the chair, clearly looking more spooked than he led on as he started to look around frantically. He couldn't see what was going on, so he stared right at Sierra. "What?!" He demanded, needing to know why she'd flip out like that. Something was there? In...the bed? "But...if something was in the bed...wouldn't the blanket have a shape?" He asked, starting to calm down as he stared at the blankets. Only the part where Sierra was resting had a mark, while the other half looked relatively neat. He stood beside the bed for a few seconds, kind of taking it in before sighing. Ok, she was probably just freaking out because this hotel looked old and creepy, and she was here with a guy. Still, jumpy much? "And it got warm really fast." He blinked, just realizing the sudden temperature change. Did she notice it too?
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Post by DR-@@GON on Oct 30, 2011 21:09:23 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra's heart was pounding as she hugged her arms to her chest, feeling incredibly unsafe in the room. All these things were happening too quickly to comprehend. And Shamu was right; it was really, really cold all of a sudden, causing her to rub her arms more frantically. He asked if the blanket had a shape, and she looked back at the bed, but now it looked normal - untouched. "I really did see something though." She replied fearfully. Her head still felt chillingly cold from where it touched the mattress, even when the room began heating up. "There's no heater in this room, is there?" She asked, looking around. "Oh, there is." Ah, there it was - underneath the window. She walked over there with conviction and knelt down, checking the data on its screen. A gasp left her mouth as she realized that the numbers were changing at rapid speed. It was cold again, and she shuddered from both fear and cold as she backed away from the machine. "This can't be possible," She said in a fearful whisper, turning to face Susumu. Gosh she really wanted a hug right now. "I think there's a ghost in here." She stated bluntly. There was no other explanation for this, was there?
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| None TAGS|| Sierra, Shamu <3 TALK|| <333
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Post by Sp❣rit on Oct 30, 2011 21:44:26 GMT -5
He frowned when she was sure that she ended up seeing something, and looked at the bed with a stumped expression. "Not the Rattatas messing with us..." He scratched at his head, puzzled at how they would sneak away so fast. Well, he wouldn't put it past them. They were small. The TV started to become fuzzy again as the black and white lines faded in over the natural show that was on. The static noise became high pitched, as if it was a pained squeal of some kind. It literally annoyed the hell out of him, making his hands tremble as he glared at the TV. Ok, this was enough freakishness for one night. "Off you go." He snorted, poking the button that ended up turning it off. Sierra was saying something again, attempting to tamper with the heater he guessed, as he stood upright and looked her way. "What can't be possible? The place is a dump." He stood by the statement, not thinking that ghost Pokemon would even try to come around this way. It didn't seem like a place they'd enjoy in the very least. Sierra looked spooked though; very spooked, and he found himself getting nervous and jumpy. He had a straight face though, crossing his arms as he tried to ignore her pitiful looks. "It can't be a ghost, you're thinking too much about thi--" The TV suddenly switched back on, the screeching sound from the static clear in his ears again. The actual fuck was he hearing? It sounded like a desperate cry of some kind, making his face pale as he turned around to stare at the screen. The faces of the people originally on the TV show had become mere outlines, and the two of them appeared as if they were moving their mouths to the distorted screams. "I swear to god, this better not be me getting hysteria." He said in complete shock, swearing that he turned the TV off a minute ago. Where was the remote? Did the Rattata step on it or something? Sierra maybe? No, wait. She was working on the heater over there. Then how...? "It...can't be a ghost. That's crazy." He stared right at her, dead serious, voice faltering as he spoke and tried to make sense of it all.
ooc// oh ho ho, so creepy. QQ
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Post by DR-@@GON on Oct 30, 2011 23:13:44 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra shook her head at his remark that this place was a dump."No, the heater's all screwed up. The numbers are changing really fast. It doesn't make sense." She pleaded with him, utterly worried about the whole situation. What if they were in danger?! But he merely replied that it can't be a ghost. She clutched her head with frustration. Why was he underestimating the situation? They could be in danger! She was about to interrupt him when the TV suddenly screeched at them, causing Sierra to gasp with fear and cover her mouth. "What the hell IS that?!" She squeaked, covering her whole face now. Meanwhile, Susumu just assumed that he was going crazy. No, it can't be a ghost, he kept saying. "But I saw it too! We can't both be crazy!" She replied in a panicked voice. She shook, terrified. There was paranormal activity here, and she didn't want either of them to fall prey to it. That's right, they could run! She looked at the door where they entered. "Whatever this is, we should get out of here." She said, hurrying over there and turning the knob with one hand. But it wouldn't budge. With a grunt, she tried to move it with both hands. Then she froze, realizing that they were trapped. "Oh Arceus this can't be happening." She uttered, trembling as she looked at Susumu. The guttural wails in the TV became even louder and sounded like otherworldly cries, as though another person were in the room with them. "Susumu.. I'm scared," She squeaked, her eyes watering with tears of fear.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| None TAGS|| Sierra, Shamu <3 TALK|| :'DD
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 1, 2011 16:56:08 GMT -5
Sierra was really persistent about this, so he slid past her to get a look at the numbers himself and felt another chill slide across his body like a rolling ocean wave. He didn't want to think they were in danger, after all...most stories by the supernatural weren't believed because no one ended up hurt or dead from them. At least that's what he thought, but what if this was different? Actually experiencing something like this made him want to believe that something else was happening, and with Sierra panicking behind him he found himself breathing faster with anxiety. He was freaking out when he knew he wasn't supposed to. "I-I don't know what it is!" He finally said after she flipped out over the TV making freakish sounds, and her reasoning was starting to push him past his denial. They really couldn't both be crazy, could they? Highly unlikely, at least now that he was starting to want to believe they had ghosts around the place. He was starting to sweat and his heart hurt as he was ready to jump in fear of anything that could happen. Sierra went for the door--good plan -- and she struggled to get it open. "H-Hang on. Maybe it needs a kick." He boldly tried to kick the door down, but the stillness and quality of the wood only made his foot cringe back in pain as he winced. Dammit...! Looking at Sierra in concern, knowing she was scared and honestly he was getting freaked out too, he honestly didn't know what to do. Then the lights began to flicker. On. Off. On. Off. Almost as if it was in some kind of secret code that he couldn't understand. "It's...probably not a mean ghost?" Yeah he literally had nothing as he instinctively stood near Sierra, watching the lights flicker constantly before they went out entirely. It was dark. Still. Silent. You could hear everything both Sierra and Susumu did, and he didn't like it at all. The floor began to creak as if someone was walking towards them, making him flinch and face the source of the sound, but his eyes weren't adjusting well to the sudden lack of light. What was the point of this?
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Post by DR-@@GON on Nov 1, 2011 19:23:28 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Sierra felt slight relief when Susumu was finally beginning to see things her way. When she bolted for the door and couldn't get it open, she stood aside as he attempted to kick it down. She trembled as she watched him kick at the door, freaking out even more when she realized that it was just too hard for him to kick down. What luck; they were stuck in a low par hotel with an actually decent door at a time like this. Suddenly the lights flickered on and off, and she instinctively looked at the lightswitch to see if Susumu was just bullshitting with her. But nope, no one was there. "Fat chance," She responded sarcastically to him, her voice quivering like an earthquake. Suddenly all the noises stopped, and she could only feel the sound of her own heart bursting as the fear in the air thickened. She could hear footsteps approaching and whimpered before she suddenly felt a cold chill. She gasped before shouting out, "Susumu, I feel...!!! .....hahahahaha." In hardly a minute, the girl's demeanor had completely changed. She looked generally the same except that her eyes were now tinged red and her mouth was curled in a smile. It seemed that a ghost, unfortunately for Susumu the most violent of the three that were haunting the room, was using her body as a vessel. She chuckled venomously before walking slowly towards Susumu with a total rape face. "Hey, Susumu, look... The ghosts were nice enough to dim the lights for us." She was trying to mess with him, really. "You know what that means...right?" Possessed!Sierra's hips swayed flirtatiously as she gave him a coy look. She hadn't had fun like this in a while; tormenting frightened little teenagers was the best. Creeping closer, she attempted to back him against the wall so that she could then rush forward and pin his arms against it with ghoulish strength. But Susumu had a chance to get away; after all, she was walking eerily slow. The TV turned back on, dimly showing the very same room - undiscovered footage of the murder that happened years ago. It was the man, her husband, backing up from his crazed wife - the ghost. Anyway, the TV light offered some extra protection against the darkness. Sierra was still conscious and sensible, just unable to control her actions - or thoughts, for that matter. Overall, she was both deeply frightened and worried for Susumu as she tried vainly to regain control.
s w e e t dreams TUNES|| None TAGS|| Sierra, Shamu <3 TALK|| Lol, :'D And after this she's gonna try to harm him and stuff~ you know, FUNSIES
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 1, 2011 21:08:43 GMT -5
"Yeaaah that was pointless to say." Susumu tried not to shake as Sierra snapped at him sarcastically, though then again it was Sierra, so it wasn't the harshest comment he ever heard. Not really close to it, really. Blaze's voice was something to be feared, especially after that encounter with Reb Ava, the chick that he felt bad enough for that he didn't complete his mission. Still, he had no idea on what was about to happen. "Y-You feel what?" He gulped, looking at her and expecting to see a frightened face, all teary eyed and cute or something. Nope. She was still. Very still. Then the eerie laughter, and when she looked up her eyes were different. How did he notice that? Well it wasn't so long ago when she pointed out the 'different' thing aka purple contact, so this was something to notice. She started to walk closer him with the most twisted face possible, incredibly disturbing for someone so...normally adorable. Her eyes were all twisted, and her vibe was oddly womanly. He instinctively took a step backwards, but his mind was racing. What the actual fuck was going on? "W-What it means?" Shit, he nearly tripped over the bed as he kept backing up, not sure if he should trust Sierra. Well, he really wanted to. He felt very inclined to trust her, except she was being scary as hell. "C-Come on, stop kidding around. Possession scares the shit out of me." Exorcist all over again. Fuck. Sometimes he freaked out if he heard the music from the movie just because he saw it home alone, late at night. In the end he really was trapped, unless he bolted over the bed but he felt as if he was hypnotized by her mere expression. Did part of him actually want this? Probably, but this was still the scariest fucking way to go about it. The tv went on and played some of the most disturbing sounds his ears could hear at this moment--terrified and pained groans, the terrified whimpers of a grown man, and the woman's sadistic cackle in the background. He shivered, really wishing he could be manly about this except this was so beyond him, he was powerless. Hopeless. He probably should grab something to protect himself...but what was there? Pillows...lamps...and there was oddly a semi heavy book that someone left behind on the bed stand. Probably a religious book of some kind, but he subconsciously picked it up with a trembling hand. He had no plan.
ooc// amg do want. this is gonna be hilarious. edit//code fix
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Post by DR-@@GON on Nov 1, 2011 22:22:47 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Possessed Sierra laughed at Susumu's efforts to back away from her. "Awww, my darling sweetheart. You're so naive.
[/i][/color]" She purred, still coquettish as she continued to stalk after him like a predator. His innocence amused her. " Possession? What possessed you to say that?[/i][/color]" Oh gosh, and now the ghost was torturing everyone with horrible puns. She cackled, her fingers twitching from just how awful that pun was. Then she noticed that he was picking up a book -- that book. He was a smart one, Susumu; if he tried, he could possibly exorcise her. No, she couldn't let that happen. She wanted to stay and play with him as long as possible. " Oh, Susumu, but I'm bored. I don't want to read that.[/i][/color]" She pouted, looking up at Susumu in a cutesy way, trying to act like Sierra so that he'd buy her performance. " Play with meee." She tried to sound like a sweet siren, calling out to him. Then she rushed towards Susumu without warning, trying to push him down on the bed before pressing her lips to his in an effort to distract him. Whether or not her maneuver worked, she'd reached her foot under the bed, sliding an old, dusty gun out from underneath. Wait, how was a weapon still there!? The staff had never checked under the bed, it seemed. She slid her arm down there and wrapped her fingers around the handle, waiting for an opportunity. The real soul of Sierra was in utter shock, fear, and mortification at the hot things the ghost was making her do to Susumu. Oh Arceus, what was he gonna think of her? Sierra desperately continued fighting against the possessive ghost, who mocked her inside of her own thoughts.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] s w e e t dreams TUNES|| None TAGS|| Sierra, Shamu <3 TALK|| LOLOLOL. :'D ok, the religious book will be used to exorcise her, amirite? <3
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 1, 2011 22:47:02 GMT -5
Yeah, maybe he was naive. He didn't want to just give up though---oh god and now she was making puns. "Don't spirit me away." He gulped, attempting one of his own as she kept walking. Walking. Kind of seductive really and his face was starting to turn a deep shade of red as he wondered if he was going to get seduced or hurt. He...really didn't know at this point. The TV let out more disturbing sounds, possibly playing back to the moment where the wife had caught her husband in the act, planning everything from the moment she stalked him and the mistress to the hotel. He had no idea about that, but everything was very confusing. It messed with his head completely, though he had to wonder exactly what the hell Sierra was thinking. "U-Uh..." He couldn't think of anything but gibberish when the possessed Sierra...pouted at him with a very cutesy posture, and he had to wonder when the hell he suddenly felt like such a sucker for it. It felt like it came out of nowhere, but as she beckoned to him with that one little phrase..."AH--" He started to cry out as she rushed at him, completely taken off guard as he dropped the book on the floor near the bed as Sierra shoved him down. He probably could've overpowered her if she wasn't all ghostly, but the moment she pressed her soft, warm lips against his he just stopped. Shut down. Mind froze. O-Ok so he...was he being seduced then? Not...hurt by the "ghost"? Uh, well besides the fact that it felt good...and Sierra was actually a lot hotter when she was like this...it was not the worst thing in the world actually. OH---oh god her arm was reaching down, what the fuck was she gonna do---oh wait she wasn't touching him in places. He relaxed into the position for a second before he felt weird. This was still dangerous right? But how was he going to get out of this? "W-Wait..." He started to struggle against her, but he had no idea how to go about this. The cries on the TV started to get rougher, more dangerous, and it was making him anxious as he sweated from the fear. Maybe they were being too loud or something, but the people in the room next store started to bang on the wall, telling them to shut the fuck up. Welp. That made him flinch. Did that mean that there was a way to get help?!
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Post by DR-@@GON on Nov 2, 2011 0:26:01 GMT -5
s i e r r a c a t a l y n n Possessed Sierra was thoroughly amused when Susumu responded to her pun with one of his own. How odd! Wasn't he creeped out? The noises from the TV reminded the ghost of that horrible day, causing her to become more and more filled with bloodlust as she proceeded to kiss him against his will - actually, it seemed like he was partly going with it. No, never mind; he was struggling now, and she growled as she was finally pushed away from him. "Hmph, typical males. So shallow and easily taken advantage of." The possessed voice insulted him with disdain, but her face remained full of demented glee. She stood up straight, still concealing the gun with her hand. Suddenly, she quivered a little, her eyes losing their red luster. A blush suddenly came on her face, lingering from the kiss. Sierra's actual soul had taken over for the moment. "RUN, she has a gu- quiet, you bitch.
[/color]" She scowled, then tossed the gun from one hand to the other to amuse herself. " Woops, what if that went off? Something bad woulda happened, right?" She smirked, then pointed it at Susumu. " Looks like you're not getting laid tonight after all![/i][/color]" She cackled, trying to press down on the trigger - but Sierra wasn't going to have it. Her soul fought against pressing the trigger, trying to give Susumu enough time to act. The ghost hissed with impatience as the two fought. Meanwhile, the lights flickered again, as the other two ghosts were having a blast still messing with the room.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] s w e e t dreams TUNES|| None TAGS|| Sierra, Susumu <3 TALK|| <333
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 2, 2011 0:50:22 GMT -5
Finally she was off of him, giving him time to breathe as he struggled to sit up right and gain a sense of what was going on. Man, she really was having fun with him with that kiss. Molestation kiss, he supposed. Still, at least he managed to get her off of him. Fucking ghost, at least it didn't possess him though. He was fairly sure that Sierra would've broken down crying and that nothing good would happen to him after that. Yeaaah, he couldn't see a good ending from that one. "Pfft...if you say so." He grunted at the comment, glaring at her red eyes as he tried to figure this one out. Now she was being hateful and disrespectful? That grin made it seem like she meant it as if it was common sense. How demoralizing, especially hearing it coming from Sierra's voice. Then there was a change--a sudden one but he caught it-- the red luster was fading a bit as Sierra looked more like...Sierra. Run? Wait, what? Why?! He couldn't fucking run when the room was locked anyways! "Shit!" He yelped with his entire body lurching backwards in fear of the gun being carelessly tossed from one hand to the other. Hey, even Sierra could get hurt with that! She was clumsy as hell, so he really wouldn't doubt it! He shivered fearfully as he was trapped, gun pointed right at him as he felt like the most pathetic piece of shit ever. He was so, so so weak at this point. It was over, dead in a hotel, Sierra either dead or blamed for murder. He didn't think he'd go this way, he really really didn't. He could hardly watch as he just stared back into the fading red eyes, hoping for a miracle. The trigger wasn't pushed though, and as the lights began to flicker he realized he had a chance. He bolted towards Sierra with a sudden panic, one arm immediately aiming at her gun holding hand as he attempted to shove it into the wall, while the other tried to pin down the other half of her body so she couldn't struggle. It was worth a shot, and he didn't really understand exorcism anyways so that probably wasn't going to happen. "D-Drop the gun!" He demanded, stuttering as he glared hard into Sierra's eyes, so much physical contact here but at this point he was desperate. He was sure he could overpower her at least; her arms couldn't be that strong.
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