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Sep. 25th, 2012 06:18 am
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Name: Arisato Isamu
Age: 18 (birthday January 25th)
Level: 37
License Class: B
Arcana: Star/Universe
Personal stats. )

Personality )

Contracts. )

Other:

Room: 514
Special equipment: Magical sword given to him by Yue for his birthday. He can use it in dreams, too.
Non-demon pets: Irish Wolfhound puppy (Male) (Xander)

[Updates]

Jan. 30th, 2012 04:19 am
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Since his departure from the Mall, the following physical changes have occurred:

- Isamu has a small scar on the right side of his neck. It's small, but just visible under his hair.

- He's gained muscle weight - he's not nearly as skinny as he was before.

The following energy-esque changes have occurred:

- His 'Universe' pinging is significantly stronger.

- There is an aura of calm around him.
paradetherain: (casual)
So his sister had shoved him in here to protect him.

... But sparkly ponies and unicorns, Yue? Really? Really?

Oh well. Judging by what was going on in the Mall, she was probably right. It probably was safer.

That didn't mean he couldn't sulk slightly as he watched horses drink from the stream he was seated near.

Not that he was one to really talk about manly pride or whatever but there was a limit, sob.

At least it was a peaceful way to spend a birthday. He flopped over, dozing off a little in the warm sun.
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Isamu had stood there, standing at that thing that had appeared in the Mall, until his stomach lurched and he had run for a bathroom, immediately throwing up everything in his stomach and then staggering towards the dorms.

He... didn't quite make it, and collapsed on a bench, somewhat near to the exit to the dorms but not there yet.

So right now, Isamu is lying on a bench as far away from the Avatar egg as he could manage to get, staring at the ceiling wide-eyed and trying to breathe.
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[Isamu was not one who was usually so afraid. He was a bit proud of the way he managed to handle himself in most situations.]

[This, however, was different. Being pulled into that warp, and seeing that sky, and walking around... he had sensed, somewhere deep inside, that something was very, very wrong with this. That woman he had met unnerved him, and swatting away the flies all the way up that building until he had gotten too frustrated to go on had worn on him...]

[But seeing that twisted version of Ichigaya, with the Obelisk lit up with a pillar of light... something in him had been shaken. For a long time he hadn't been able to move, until finally Kaichi had pushed him towards another warp, and he had stumbled back into Shinjuku.]

[He needed quiet. Hence why he was currently curled up in a corner of the park area of Protopia, attempting to calm himself.]
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[Isamu is in a strange mood. It is a mood that demands bothering the older sister.]

[... How is Omoikaine even carrying stuffed animals in its tentacles NOT SURE IF WANT TO KNOW.]

[But anyway yes Isamu and Omoikaine are barging into Yue's room with their arms/tentacles full of stuffed animals. Mostly penguins.]

[Isamu how much money did you blow at the crane game SERIOUSLY.]
paradetherain: (depressed)
[So after that whole deal, Isamu needs... a very long nap. Which is why he's shut himself in his room, attempting to sleep.]

[And he does. For a little while. Except now he's staring up at the ceiling in the middle of the afternoon, still exhausted. Yue had told him that Hypnos had been trying to start something called 'the Fall' in his world, and that the Universe arcana could seal Nyx... is that why he felt so terrible?]

[... Probably. He felt like he had the flu or something. And if Yue or any of his friends got wind of what he had gotten his dumb ass himself into...]

[Yeah, he was gonna be in trouble.]

[[ooc; Bother?]]
paradetherain: (depressed)
[None of this was making sense to him. How he was able to enter dreams in the first place... and just why had that one dream hurt so much? And why did Hypnos hate him so much, aside from the fact that he was human?]

[He didn't have answers, just more questions. He sighed and lay back against his pillows, staring at the ceiling.]
paradetherain: (- Shadow)
He thought he had this under control. He thought he had worked out a system to keep those kinds of dreams to a minimum.

Apparently not.

Isamu snaps awake in the middle of the night, jolted out of his nightmare from the sound of his own screaming. He presses his hands to his face as he sits up, images of blood and shadows and pain flashing through his mind.

... Why won't this stop?
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[He feels like he screwed up. He knows it wasn't his fault, but he feels bad about it.]

[Colme... he liked Colme, but he was already taken. And Glenn was... almost as scary as Yue was... sometimes more so since he didn't know her as well.]

[But hiding? In a corner in Protopia? He knew he was going to have to face people eventually.]

[Right now though... he needed to sort things out.]
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TItle: Nightmare, Chapter 6
Rating: PG? Maybe PG-13 if you count the flashback to the squick section.
Summary: And the conclusion.

(Dénouement.) )
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Title: Nightmare, Chapter 5
Rating: PG-13 for most of it. There's a squicky part which is under a separate LJ cut. That part is possibly pushing R.
Summary: PUNCH OF LIFE. That's... all I'm saying.

Wake up, damn you! )

THE SQUICKY PART. )

And now back to your regularly scheduled fic. )
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Title: Nightmare, Chapter 4
Rating: Errr PG-13 for swearing in this one I suppose? idk.
Summary: A confrontation? Lame jokes? I don't even know. :|

Just please, wake up. )
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Title: Nightmare, Chapter 3
Rating: This chapter is... PG-13? Will (maybe) increase in the future.
Summary: Through the door, the group will reach out to the truth Isamu ... something.

Wake up in the moonlight. )
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(Private to [livejournal.com profile] westernstorms and [livejournal.com profile] northwindfool.)

[He had started to get used to these dreams, but this one... just. He had no idea how to take this one, really.]

[So he knocked on a certain dorm door, and waited for a response.]
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