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((I can spend tomorrow morning studying Maya to take over the character if this plan meets agreement. I think being flexible might teach me something, actually. For now, bed time. My next post will be in character.))

((Er... not Maya... Asha Shadowfare's character...))

((YAY! I'm so glad you like the Evil God! *ish happy now* Just to Clarify Vilui and Anka are communing in Anka's Mind. Oh and you Pronounce Vilui Vill-oo-ee))
Anka, was on his hands and knees. The Vilui's Invasion of his mind was a shock to his body, so much so it hurt him. Crying out in pain he asked this voice:
'Who are you?'
'I am the god of all that is dark, all that is vile, All that is dead...'
'... V-V-Vilui?'
'You know my name child? Good, good. you will be answering to it soon.'
'What do you mean?'
'I mean, that I am recruiting you.'
'What's in it for me?' as soon as this was asked Anka's pain Increased. He cried out more tears started to pour from his eyes.
'IS IT NOT ENOUGH I LET YOU LIVE?' Asked Vilui. 'You will do my bidding. Now Await further instructions.'

Joy was right by Anka, terrified, she cried out.
"ANKA!".
Anka colapsed onto the floor, the pain was gone. His screaming had stopped and he was now breathing heavily.
"Anka... are you alright?"
"Y-yeah... I'm fine..."
"You were screami-"
"I said I'm fine."
"What happened?"
This question stumped Anka. What was he supposed to say? Oh yeah it was just the God of the Underworld, he had a little job for me. Nothing really...

((Alright, taking over Asha))

Asha reached up and grabbed the doorknob. She was too shocked to be angry. In fact, she could hardly lift herself up. The girl vividly swore at her weakness, and yanked on the knob to pull herself up. She then opened the door and looked at the brown-haired girl in the sky blue dress again, and balancing on her staff carefully, avoiding the splinters. "Dunno where ya got them powers, but I'm beggin' fer a bed to lie me battered body on for a minute," she wheezed.

[Um, I'm next to you. Waiting for you to regain conscienceness.]

Renetta pointed to a slightly battered bed, relieved that she woke. "Sorry about that, but burglars scare me." she said. But then again, 'scare' was an understatement when a cyclone just erupted from a bell the size of a person's pinky nail. Speaking about that, Renetta stared at her wristband once again. Now embedded on to polyester cotton was a sky blue ankh, marking where the ankh was positioned on her wrist.

((Sorry. You can see why my first desire was my own character.))

Asha nodded gratefully and rested her tired body on the bed. Even as battered and pathetic as it was, it was a new comfort to the white-blond girl. "Thanks a bunch," she said sincerely, already feeling so much better on the bed. She stretched out, but was careful in doing so. Her meager clothing could only take so much. She looked like she had spent as much time on the streets as she truly had, but she wasn't about to beg for sympathy, though about now she wouldn't have minded it. She found herself feeling guilty for walking in on Renetta, even. "Sorry I crashed in like that."

((Welcome lionheartwitty, I've decided that if you want you can create your own character. However they'll have to be in the same position as Asha (ie. High Geomancer of Thunder (see first post for more details), and having accidently dropped in on Renetta and getting caught in a cyclone)

Er, and I still have a mental blank for how to help Anka and continue... sidetracked with flu, school and a big band festival i'm performing at in a few days. Oh, and my birthday, which is on Wednesday. ))

((I'm keeping Asha. She's good practice. Just tacking on two more years to her age so she's 17.))

((Oakie Dokie! ))

LilEdit: Please post at least three words of directly relevant OOC.

((Er, first of all, I'm way too lazy to check if Deirdre's wearing something other than a shirt/skirt or whatever, so if she wasn't the last time I mentioned her clothes, just assume that collapsing humongous earthquake-made sand dunes causes you to suddenly change clothes. Or something.))

Hearing screaming, Deirdre whipped around, hurriedly whiping her eyes on the sleeve of her shirt.

The Night Geomancer- Anka, she distantly recalled; if she weren't so worried at the moment, she would have thought it amusing that he had the same name as their planet- had collapsed, and while it seemed that he'd been the one screaming as if someone had taken a blowtorch to his eyes, he'd gone silent, and was now conversing with the Geomancer of Light.

Hearing him state that he was "fine", Deirdre managed to roll her eyes, but said nothing.

Shivering slightly, she stood up, wobbling a bit- her reaction to Andrew's disappearance had taken a bit out of her energy- and softly asked the others, with only a tinge of regret, "Shouldn't we go inside, or something? The snow's coming down faster- and thicker. If this is a blizzard, I wouldn't really want to be stuck outside."

((Yay, Alex has given us somewhere to go on from! *does happy dance* Oh, and speaking of happy, Happy Birthday to ME!!! ))

Talim studied Anka silently for a few moments, something was definitely not right. She brushed those thoughts off when a large snowflake landed on her nose and promptly melted. She turned to face everyone, "Okay, let's see if we can find an inn or something."

((Uh ...Alex the home world is called Ankha not Anka. I've Rped with this name for a long time and it's purely coincidance, Or ria based the name off my RP name which I highly doubt, that we have similar names. Thank you for reading.))
Joy helped Anka up and they both started to follow her.
"Are you coming Sand Geomancer?" Asked Joy.

((Er, I know that (both about how it's spelled and how that's the name you usually use when RPing). I assumed that they're bothed pronounced the same way (Ahn-kuh?), so I had Deirdre, as she tends to always randomnly point out bad/odd things about people, think that his parents named him after the planet or something. After all, it's not as if one can know how a word is spelled just from it's pronunciation- well, a word that's new to one, anyway.))


Deirdre, trudging along after the others, glared at the ground at this question. This happened to be a mistake, as she had walked back to the beach, and so was now glaring at the sand as if she wanted it to drop dead but first please pound needles into itself thank-you-very-much, which was quite rude, as the sand was was she controlled.

The sandlings- now looking like odd hybrid turtle-elephants- flinched away from her, leaving her to mentally groan loudly and slap herself.

"I'm sorry," muttered the frustrated girl, "But my name is Deirdre, and it's annoying when people seem to be utterly incapable of using the portion of their brain that differentiates between 'name' and 'stupid nickname that's true but still just as annoying because it's still not my name'."

"Anyway," Deirdre said, raising her voice as she finally looked up from the sand, "I know a place we could stay at until the blizzard dies- but it's a fair walk from here, so we should probably hurry before we turn into human renditions of Frosty the Snowman. And it's a bookstore, so if you even think of bringing food, vomit, blood, whatever into there, I will turn you into a gravy and feed you to a rabid colony of spiders."


((I just love writing violent bookworms. They're so- so- so violently bookwormish!!!))

((No Anka is pronounced as it looks an-ka... but anyway I'll stop moaning now. xD))
Vilui sat in front of his seeing orb, the stench of death filling his lungs, it was the greatest smell in the world to him, he watched the Geomancers and their petty arguements. The anger gave him energy. He was a greedy god.

He was banished to the city of the damned when he tried to overthrow Alea and gain control of the gods. He had felt the pain of the Ankh. It had horribly disfigured him.
He looked up with green eyes, always remembering the day he had been up there. He used to be Alea's Brother. He didn't think of himself that way anymore. She was his worst emeny now.
Now, because of her, he could only live by feeding from all the anger, pain, sorrow, moarning, depression and heartache in the world.

He sat, lonely and bitter, The damned moaning in pain around him. He smiled. Alea had no Idea what was about to happen.
((Edited: This post shall be purely about Vilui
Edit2: STOOPID TYPOS!!!))

((Um. Sorry for nitpicking once again, but Deirdre muttered 'my name is Deirdre'- muttered as in, you know, said below her breath, so only she could hear it- well, and the sand, as she was talking to it, but whatever.))