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 Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 12:10 pm
Owner out of character~ Dark Doe Alysse Owner in character~ Issac Ravensdale  Size of grounds~ 1328 sq. ft with an 84 sq. ft balcony Residents~Isaac RavensdaleMitsuki AnimotoAppearance~The apartment has three bedrooms and two bathrooms along with a living room and a kitchen. The apartment is scarcely furnished and has only the necessities as Isaac lives a more zen-like lifestyle (due to the fact that he expects to move at a moment's notice). The balcony door is kept locked so that, unless you smash the window, the only real entrance is the front door. The apartment is on the third floor.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 12:39 pm
 Mitsuki AnimotoA white van with the logo Tokishiba Inc and a robotic looking girl on the side of it pulls up in front of the apartment building. A young man, around twenty, wearing a white delivery suit jumps out of the drivers seat. His name tag reads "Ken". He is humming a cheerfull tune as he pulls out a trolly. Walking around to the back of the van, he carefully pulls out a long rectangular box. The box is just over five foot and decently heavy. He lets out a small grunt as he lifts it out of the truck and places it gently on the trolly. He pulls a piece of paper out of his back pocket, checking the address. Tucking it back in he makes his way inside the apartment building. He walks to the elevator and rides up to the third floor. Keeping hold of the box, he knocks three times on the door. Ken stands at attention as he waits for someone to answer. He pulls out his clipboard and makes sure all the papers are in order. Growing slightly bored, he starts humming the same cheerfull tune again, smiling as he thinks how please this young man will be with his new companion.
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 6:57 pm
ιѕααc rαveɴѕdαle  Isaac hadn't been home long when the knock at the door sounded. He had just enough time to set up one of the rooms with seals and wards to stop Fleta's soul from leaving before the knock sounded.
Giving Fleta a smile, he closed the door to the room she was in an put the ward on the door. The wards had been a gift from another Reaper, who excelled in that sort of thing, but Raven knew they wouldn't last forever. Luckily, he did have a plan for that.
Opening the door, he smiled cheerfully at the man, who was humming to himself. "The delivery I ordered I presume." he said with a smile.
The man nodded and handed him the clipboard full of papers and pen. Isaac flipped through them quickly, signing what needed to be signed before handing it back. The man wheeled the box into the room and set it up before turning to leave. "Do you need help setting her up?" he asked. Isaac shook his head cheerfully. "No, I think I'll be fine... Ken." he told the man with a smile and a wave before opening the box, his eyes sparkling at the girl inside.
"If I didn't need you for protection, I think I might have dissected you." he hummed to himself as he flipped through the instruction booklet, before turning the girl on. |{OOC: I hope the post is okay. }|
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2011 8:06 pm
Mitsuki AnimotoMitsuki opened her eyes and sat up in her box. "System activated. Owner identification required." she said in a very robotic sounding voice. She looked at the young boy in front of her, her eyes scanning him to make sure he was her correct owner. "Owner identity confirmed. Good day, Master Isaac." Mitsuki bowed deeply and stepped out of her box, brushing the packing peanuts off her dress. She pulled out Kuma, the flying panda and pressed a button on his back. "If I may sir. I require your hand." Mitsuki held out her hand, waiting for her owner to comply. Once Isaac had given her his hand, she placed the little flying panda in it. "This is Kuma, he is connected to me and will help me complete any orders you have." Mitsuki took a step back and stood there, not saying any more, just waiting for orders from her owner. ((o.o.c. that was great. :3 sorry if sometimes my post is a little short. sometimes i just can't think of a way to make it longer.
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2011 9:55 am
 FletaJust like a crow chasing a butterfly
Dandelions lost in the summer sky The small soul cried out, slamming her fist agains the door. She didn't bother to question why she had reverted to a child, being able to make a few very sound guesses as to the reason. The most likely? Because her soul hadn't been in a body which aged, so her soul didn't age either. When she was still connected to the body, her soul still held it's image, but as soon as the connection was severed by Isaac, it reverted back to how it was supposed to appear.
"Isaac! Let me out! Raven, can you hear me?! Let me go home!" she screamed out, whimpering slightly when her hand slid through the doorknob; she couldn't push the door open, and she couldn't touch the doorknob, she couldn't push through the walls and there was nothing in the room that she could touch; tears began to well in her eyes. "Z-zork... Connor... I wanna go home..." she whimpered, sitting back and hugging her knees to herself. The entire way she had struggled, and she had never seen Isaac so mean. Sure she had seen him when he was picking on Zork, but that was just teasing. This was just... unfair.{||Out Of Crazinness||: Nothing at all} Your words still serenade me
Your lullabies won't let me sleep
I've never heard such a haunting melody
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2011 8:35 pm
ιѕααc rαveɴѕdαle Isaac watched as his new 'toy' emerged from her box. She seemed pretty docile, which was good, with the current situation, he didn't have time to deal with a rebellious slave, he already pretty much had a rebellious soul to deal with.
When she asked for his hand, he shrugged, but held it out, looking quizzically at the panda she put in it. He listened to her explanation and nodded. It was good that he would have some way to reach the robot, as he knew that when Zork came after him, he would probably end up separated from the girl, as he couldn't risk the magician catching him. That foolish man couldn't understand that he was just doing his job! But that was why he had gone for the robot, instead of a slave from the shop, which although they might have been more interesting, they were liable to run off.
Nodding to the girl, he beckoned for her to follow and walked into the hallway that led to the bedrooms. Ignoring the room that Fleta was trapped in, he walked to the second bedroom and opened the door. It wasn't a bedroom anymore really, as he had converted it to an office. There were a couple of file cabinets on the walls, and a desk sat in the middle of the room, stacked high with paper work. "Alright! First things first. I'm kind of busy dealing with something at the moment, so can I get you to work on this?" he said, walking over to the desk, "The forms are really simple, and any information you might need is in this folder." he tapped a folder that sat on the desk, "so if you can put all the finished ones in a pile, I'll sign them later." His instructions finished, he stood back, waiting to see if she understood before going to check on Fleta. |{OOC: }|
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2011 12:38 pm
Mitsuki followed Isaac through the house, noting where doors were. She listened to his instructions and nodded affirmation. She picked up the file he indicated and scanned through it, filing the information away in her memory. She cleared away a small portion of the desk and a small pen came out of her index finger. "Understood. I shall complete this task. Tell Kuma should you require anything else of me before I am done," she told him, her voice sounding a little less robotic. She picked up the nearest form and filled it out rapidly, her hand a blur across the page. She set the completed form in the space she had cleared. She took note of when Isaac left the room, but merely continued with her ordered task. Under her diligence and neatness the built up paperwork quickly diminished. Mitsuki checked her internal clock and discovered that a few hours had passed by. She smiled, her first smile since activating. Though it had taken her a bit of time, she had completed all the paperwork that had been unfinished. All that needed to be done was Isaac's signature. Mitsuki made sure that each and ever paper was in it's place and the desk was clear of all other distractions. She stood up, and looked about the room. Her eyes scanning it. Her face wrinkled up in disgust. The place was flthy. Mitsuki left the room and went to find cleaning supplies. She found them and made her way back to the room. She began to scrub away all the dirt. She put every paper in it's area and cleared away irrelevent items. Once she was done, the room was sparkling. She smiled again and went back into the hallway. Her eyes once again picked up on the dirt and other things normally hidden to the human eye. Mitsuki began at the farthest room from the front doorway and began to meticulously clean the house. She avoided the rooms that were locked, she didn't want to get in trouble with her new master or mess anything up. The sun quickly set as she cleaned. It was deep into the night when she finished but the house was clean. Mitsuki smiled, brushing her meticulously clean dress off. She put away the cleaning supplies and went off in search of Isaac.
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 11:46 am
ιѕααc rαveɴѕdαle Once he saw that Mitsuki seemed fine with her task, he nodded and left the room, walking back to the main room. He grabbed a plushie that was sitting on the counter, one he had bought earlier that day, and looked it over. Deeming it to be fitting, he nodded and left the room.
Walking to the room where Fleta was, he melded into the shadows and slipped under the door before emerging again, in Raven's form. "That place isn't your home 'Fleta' and you know it." he said matter-of-factly as he leaned against the door, looking at the small soul. "You don't really belong on the mortal plane."
He looked down at the plushie in his arms and shrugged. "However, I suppose I shall give them a chance...... he said, obviously thinking aloud as he began to trace symbols on the plushie with one finger. |{OOC: }|
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Posted: Wed Jul 27, 2011 1:21 pm
Fleta Just like a crow chasing a butterfly
Dandelions lost in the summer sky Fleta's eyes turned into a teary glare as the quickly fading soul shuffled away from the reaper.
"My home is where I say it is! It's not here, for sure!" she yelled out, as she stood suddenly and wound up on her face. "My home is with the people I care about! Which is with Zork and Connor!" she added, forcing herself up into a half propped-up position.
She watched as he moved, the doll in his hands making her think of Zork; the hand movements reminding her even more of her puppeteer.
"No! Don't you dare, Isaac!" she cried out, shaking her head and sending sparkling strands of hair around in a chaotic blitz as she pushed herself back, away from him, up against the wall. "I don't be-" she frowned, realizing how wrong what she was about to say sounded, "You can't keep me here!" she corrected herself, glowering at him as she slid down the wall into a corner, as far away from him as she could get. {||Out Of Crazinness||: Nothing at all} Your words still serenade me
Your lullabies won't let me sleep
I've never heard such a haunting melody
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 10:06 am
ιѕααc rαveɴѕdαle   Raven chuckled and raised an eyebrow at the soul in front of him. "Well out course it's not here. That would just be ridiculous. Your living vessel passed away quite some time ago dear. You may not remember due to spells and such, but pretty soon, I'm sure your true memories will come back." he told her.
He watched as she backed away from him, shaking his head sadly. "Oh, but I can." he told her, pulling out a needle and thread. He began to embroider a symbol of the plushie's forehead, his eyes coolly looking up at 'Fleta' from time to time.
Once he was done with the symbol, he bit off the extra thread and watched as the entire plushie began to glow. He tossed it at the soul in the corner, watching as the light reached out, trying to suck her in and imprison her. "You don't belong on the mortal plane any longer 'Fleta' and I kind of want to see how you'll react when you remember why in the first place." he told her.
|{OOC: layout change! }|
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 12:38 pm
Fleta Just like a crow chasing a butterfly
Dandelions lost in the summer sky Fleta narrowed her eyes at Raven, her childish face scrunching up in disdain as he continued to fiddle with the doll. She covered her eyes when it began to glow brightly; it was painful, how bright it was, and she screamed out as the light began to cover her; absorb her.
"No!" she wailed out, struggling with everything she had before she was dragged into the doll. "I know my memories! I have them! I'm Fleta! Not anybody else!" A high pitched scream of pain rang out, almost unnatural in it's tone, before there was silence, and the light died down.
There was silence, the small soul was gone and the plush animal remained still, limp on the ground. After a moment, however, it shifted, moving slightly.
"Wh-what is this?" the voice groaned from the doll, which lolled lazily to it's side. "So heavy..." looking up, Fleta found her vision to be blurry, almost as though she were seeing through a thin veil of darkness. The doll pushed itself to it's feet, falling backwards as it fell off balance, the flimsy legs too weak to hold the body up. {||Out Of Crazinness||: Nothing at all}Your words still serenade me
Your lullabies won't let me sleep
I've never heard such a haunting melody
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2011 11:58 am
ιѕααc rαveɴѕdαle "Unhun. You just keep telling yourself that hon. You can block out the memories forever though, not without Zorks fancy little spells to help you~" he said cheerfully and non-nonchalantly as he watched the soul get sucked into the doll. Grinning he sent a mental thought to Zork, Seems I learned something from you after all... even though he knew the puppeteer wouldn't get it, it's not like they had ESP or anything.
He watched as she tried to struggle to her feet and failed with a small, slightly mocking smile on his face. "It's a lot harder to walk in that form isn't it dear Snow?" he asked, "You know, not very much rigidity and all that. However, I'm sure you'll get used to it. Either way, call me when you want to talk about your past yes?" he finished with a cheerful wave as he left the room, closing the door behind him.
Changing back to his other form, he walked through the house, spotting Mitsuki cleaning. Nodding to her, he walked into his study and smiled when he saw the almost completed paperwork and sat down to begin signing them off.
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2011 12:19 pm
Fleta Just like a crow chasing a butterfly
Dandelions lost in the summer sky "Yu...ki? Why is that so familiar..?" the small doll murmured, flailing it's legs around comically as it struggled to roll onto it's side and push itself to a sitting position. Suddenly pain tore through her, but it wasn't physical pain; more like an extremely bad migraine. She was caught so off guard that she couldn't even scream out. The doll flopped backwards again, curling in on itself.
It felt like there was something exploding in her head, but at the same time it wasn't in her head. It had no real place, it was just pain, flashes of light. She remembered angry cries from a woman who's face was covered by a veil of white; she seemed to glow unnaturally, and everything was just white. There was a spinning stool, too; it all backed away, though. Well, it wasn't backing away, she was. She could feel the firm, painful grasp on her as she was pulled back, away from the light and into darkness. Waking up to the familiar face of a blue-haired man, but the blue soon shifted to red, concerned but well covered eyes of soft, almost icy blue. There was a frown on his lips, but it didn't seem actually angry or sad; it was like it was simply there so often that it couldn't be wiped away. Sitting up, a gleeful expression of a name which she couldn't quite catch. Going about happily, then a small and dark room, slightly dirtied, filled with terrified people. For some reason, the word 'slaves' hovered in her mind. Then the doors opened and the people poured out, taking her with them.
Another flash of light. The redhead from before, the serene blue eyes now angry. Dangerous. Wanting to run, but not being able to; and not because of fear or weak legs.
"I won't abandon you! Not you, - - - - - -!" The red hair lunged forward, and the pale face was dyed red. In what? Was it... blood? There was pain, feelings of hurt and betrayal; she could feel a smile on her face, whispering words that Fleta couldn't quite make out. Then another flash; the pain was gone, but there was blood. This time, though, it was on her. Fleta was confused, looking down at her own, red hands. She could taste it in her mouth;
Why do I taste blood?
"They're dead, Snow. We need to leave." that voice. Masculine and familiar; - - - - - -? Yes, him. That boy is always protecting me, helping me. Even though he hurt all those people.
"- - - - - -, I..." although the voice came from her lips, Fleta didn't feel like it was her saying them; it was somebody else.
"Just shut up for now, Snow, we need to get out of here." Snow. Why was he calling her Snow?
I'm Fleta, not Snow! You're wrong! Fleta wanted to cry out, but she couldn't. Instead a whimper fell from her lips. "- - - - - -, I killed them. I didn't mean to, honest!" hot tears; they tasted salty. Wait, tasted? Fleta has never been able to taste before. Or cry, or bleed. What was going on? Suddenly, she was in the red-head's arms, and they were flying out the window as the door slammed open. Two gunshots rang out, but there was no pain so... "- - - - - -... promise. Promise you won't let me die." a grunt and a nod, "- - - - - -!" the voice was desperate, cracking in it's plea.
"Fine, I promise." he didn't sound happy about it.
Then she was back in the room, horror flooding her small plush body.
"I'm not... Fleta." she gasped, pushing the heavy weight back up, "Fleta... doesn't exist. I am..." she paused; she didn't want to say it, but... "Snow." her voice was near silent, and pain rolled through her. Emotional pain, not physical. It was weird, these feelings. So familiar, but far away at the same time. It took her a moment to put a name to the red face. "Zork lied to me. Connor lied to me. They..." the plush head fell limp as the body again curled; the feet bending so that knees which were not supposed to be there wound up under her chin, the soft arms wrapped tightly around them.{||Out Of Crazinness||: Nothing at all} Your words still serenade me
Your lullabies won't let me sleep
I've never heard such a haunting melody
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2011 12:20 pm
Mitsuki Animoto Your wish is my command... Mitsuki bowed as Master Issac passed her. Since she had found him, or rather he her, she had no need to search for him any longer. She followed him into the office again, and was overjoyed to see him smile. There was nothing better than the satisfaction of doing a job well and making her master happy. Mitsuki twirled, her dress floating around her. She was grinning like a child in a candy store. Her programmers had told her she would enjoy doing as her master told her, but she had never expected it to be like this. She beckoned Kuma over to her, so that she could update her knowledge of what Master Isaac had done while she was cleaning. A wire came out of Mitsuki's head and she plugged it in to Kuma. After a few seconds a soft beep was heard and she unplugged herself. The wire retracted into her head and Kuma flew back over to lay on Isaac's head again. He had been in that position while Isaac went and messed around with the locked room. Mitsuki bowed and asked, "Is there anything else you would like me to do sir?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 8:54 pm
ιѕααc rαveɴѕdαle Isaac watched in amusement as Mitsuki twirled around in a cheerful manner. She very much reminded of himself in a way at that moment. Of Isaac that is, not the much more serious (but still slightly insane) Raven. He didn't mind that she seemed to be observing what he had done with Fleta. After all, she was from a company that Zork had nothing to do with. Besides, what did it matter if she knew what he had done? He doubted that the camera picked up souls very well, and if it did, well would she even understand it, or care?
It didn't matter, which was the whole point. He quickly finished the paperwork, which was very easy, considering the fact that all he had to do was sign it, and put it all away in the filing cabinets, sending it to Death, the Grim Reaper, Lord Morte, whatever you chose to call his boss.
As soon as that was done, he looked over at Mitsuki and shook his head. "No, I think everything's fine right now, just keep an eye on things and tell me if anything suspicious, in particular, a blue-haired man in a mask or a red or black-haired lycan, approach." he ordered before skipping cheerfully out of the room.
He went back into the room where Fleta was and picked up the stuffy, twirling around with it. "Well Snow! Did we remember some things? Did I jog your memory?" he asked with a smile.
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