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 Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 12:03 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 12:39 pm
Love's Story.... "Life... it's like a book.... Too many riddles and questions to never be told... and in the end... there's always a happy ending. This will be my final solitude...."
Love is very confusing. We can recognize it, but we can't place what it is. We can have it, but we can't hold it in our hands when we want to. When we feel like our ribcage squeezes in on us... and sometimes... we can't even breath. And whenever it wants to make its move, it always revolves around someone, that sometimes, you wish it wouldn't always revolve around.
Has that ever happened to you...
or... am I just different?
I don't want to be different anymore.
Today at school, I'm just going to ignore him. And hopefully, he will ignore me. And if that doesn't work, I'll refuse to be a Demonic Whisper, and take up his offer to be... a poltergiest. The Demonic Whisper. That is a place most people perferably will avoid. In one's point of view, it is nothing but fighting. In another person's view, it's mindless warriors. But in the people who exist in it, in their eyes, it's justice. That's because a Demonic Whisper is a trained fighter to destroy demons. It's a school, where all you learn is to exorcise evil spirits.
Though many die between the battle of the living and the evil dead, they want to fight, because in the year 3001, poltergiest are the regulars, and you are the newcomers.
Welcome to Newyork City, year 3001, where you are ready to be a Demonic Whisper, or maybe, you're ready to be a demon....
Oh yeah! And one more thing, it's an all guy school... and as far as they have seen... the ghosts have been all boys. Why? You figure it out? You're a Demonic Whisper, arn't you? You shoud know these things! And if you're a demon, well duh! You should just know!
Why must the Vanilla explain these things? Geez....
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 12:45 pm
Rules
exclaim All gaia rules apply!!
exclaim It's a yaoi roleplay. You have to be a boy character.
exclaim Specify whether you're a poltergiest or Demonic Whisper
exclaim No godmodding
exclaim Be semi literate
exclaim I can change rules as I please
exclaim no cussing... well... every other sentence anyway.
exclaim llamalordofscience is god!
exclaim Demonalchemist is god!
exclaim JumiTear is god!
exclaim P-Chan is god!
exclaim god is a sock
exclaim And I know everyone in this guild is pretty good roleplayers, so I don't think I have to say much more than the important stuff like I mentioned above. The end
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2006 1:00 pm
  Profiles. Please PM me!Username: Name: age: occupation: (demonicwhsiper or poltergiest) preference: (uke, seme, etc.) breif bio: personality: appearence: weapon: If you're a poltergiest, you're basically a ghost who is taking a slight physical being, or you're a demon. DEMONIC WHISPERS
Name: Pip Destill
age: 16
occupation: Demonic Whisper
preference: Uke
breif bio: Whne Pip was young, he liked to read ghost stories and pretend to battle poltergiest. He would take his plastic sword and slay every ghost or demon in his house to protect his mother from the evil spirits. Even though his fighting was just pretend, he was serious about what he would become when he grew up.
One day, his mother dissapeared, and he lived with his father without her. But he knew that one day, when he began to fight ghosts, he would have his revenge, for only the evil spirits could have taken her. He was going to save her.
personality: bubbly, childish, and extremely naive. He's very optimistic, with a side of shyness. He can easily rip emotions out of people from half the things he says, and doesn't even know it. But please don't mistake him for his childlike personality, he might be the strongest Demonic Whisper.
appearence:
weapon: Lancet.Username: LlamaLordofScience
Name: Zaphel
age: 17
occupation: Demonic Whisper
preference: Uke
breif bio: He doesn't know where he comes from or what his pupose is in life.
personality: Confused, gay at times, quiet when he's around someone he likes
appearence:
weapon: noneUsername: JumiTear
Name: Naru Wythe
age: 19
occupation: demonic whsiper
preference: Seke
breif bio: Naru has been a demonic whisper sence the age of 10. His history before that is unknown other then to two people, well, really one now cause he, um, 'accedently' killed the other person who knew. Naru likes to inflict pain to his enemies and him self. He was once in rehab for his susicidal streak he had when he was 15.
personality: He's quiet, a bit evil and sneaky, but sometimes he can be slightly nice and have a sence of humor.
appearence: 
weapon: A whipPOLTERGIEST Username: DemonAlchemist
Name: Daemont Fantouche
age: Looks 18 (... but has been around for, like, ever)
occupation: Poltergeist (demon)
preference: Seke (but prefers being the seme~)
breif bio: Daemont's past is shrouded in mystery, but he is said to be such a powerful poltergeist everyone knows his name. He has avoided being excorsized hundreds of times, and has seduced his enemies and friends many times more, but has never truly found someone he cares for. In a way, that's all he really wants; someone who understands him even more than he understands his own heart. Dae has killed a lot of people, for reasons of his own.
personality: Dae is flirtacious and deceptively charming with anyone, even his enemies, but can be thoughtful when need be. He adores teasing people, especially if they react very strongly or don't react at all, and is very persistent. Whether his intentions are good or bad, no one is really sure, not even Daemont himself. He will never, EVER harm animals, because he has a fettish, and is known to be unusually cheerful all the time- not much phases him. Oh, yeah... he's a serious pervert 89% of the time, as well.
appearence: 
weapon: Huge steel fan~Username: Teary_ruby_angel
Name: Kai
age: Unknown (looks around 21)
occupation: poltergiest
preference: seme
breif bio: History is unknown. Only thing known is that three people may know, one is dead, one is in coma, and the other just doesn't remember. He is a bit of a book worm, but because of that, he is a skilled docter and top class at making bombs, which is his hobby. His past might be linked to Naru's but the boy most likly doesn't remember him to well.
personality: Out-going, annoying at times, perverted in many ways. He tends to shut down at times though.
appearence: 
weapon: Bombs and docter's items.
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Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2006 3:00 pm
"Hyah! Hyah!" the small by shouted, flinging his sword around in the hallway, other students ducking and dodging, not knew to this routine. Everyone knew that Pip was dangerous, especially in the mornings after he had mor energy for fighting.
"Today's the day! I'm gonna take down a demon!" He shouted, flailing the sword out infront of him, and then pausing. "... I don't think I like swords that much..." with that, he sighed, chucking it over his shoulder, followed by a yelp. The hairs on the back of his nack stood up on end, and he slowly, ever so slowly, turned to see this morning's victim.
"Damnit, Pip! I'm so sick of this!" A slightly older boy shouted at him, hurling the sword back at Pip and holding his forehead, blood dripping through his fingers. "You nearly killed me!"
Pip smiled, catching the sword by the handle as if it were nothing of a challenge, and set it down, smirking. "umm...I'm sor-..."
"No! No more sorries! I swear to god, one of these days, you're a dead man, Destill! A DEAD MAN!" He shouted through gridded teeth.
Pip trembled slightly and rushed over to him, bowing. "I'm really really sorry, Haku! I didn't mean to, I swear!"
Haku looked up at him, and stood up slowly, taking his hand off the bleeding wound. "I need more that an 'I'm sorry,' this time, Pip."
Pip thought for a second, cocking his head to the side and then looking up at the ceiling. "Look, there's a stain!"
Haku's anger grew slightly more, "Pip!"
He fliched, looking at him playfully. "oh, sorry. I mean, no! No, I'm not sorry! Wait, yes I am, but I didn't mean to be sorry! Oh... no wait... yes I did.... Okay, I'm just not going to say sorry and um... umm... hmm.... I'll..."
Haku glared, his arms crossed over his chest. "You'll what?"
DING!
"Oh look, the bell! Gotta run, Haku bye!" With that, he sprinted down the halls, nearly slicing people's arms off with the sword.
Haku watched, shaking his head. "I swear... he'll end up killing someone one of these days...."
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 9:50 pm
There was so much commotion going on down the hall, Daemont couldn't help but set aside his current task to watch something that was none of his business. It seemed that the same boy, the one who dangerously swings around weapons, was performing his usual morning antics. Once the man himself had almost lost a limb... It was actually pretty amusing. Students like Pip were the primary reason he hung around this school, posing as a mortal... Demonic Whispers with potential. Potential as something OTHER than Demonic Whispers, actually.
It really is interesting how they spend so much time trying to destroy us, when their efforts are wasted on mortality. They're the ones who are out of place here... not us poltergeists. The silver haired man thought impishly as he winked at a few particularly cute students passing buy. That was another reason here... He was a hopeless flirt. He had been that way for as long as he could remember, and he had been at this school a while as well. Many of his fellow demons found him odd, but he really didn't care about the whole war going on. He was unusually playful for a poltergeist of his calibur, and one could never tell if he was faking it or if it was sincere.
"Full of energy today as well, hmm, Pip-chan~? If you don't control yourself a bit, someone's going to die a horrible death, and we wouldn't want that." The older man told the red head as he passed by, stopping a swing of his blade with the palm of his hand. This boy was the main reason he was here, for he was the one who made the poltergeist the most curious. There was something about him... He was quite different from the others.
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2006 10:06 pm
Pip paused, noticing his sword was no longer 'flinging' when he tried to 'fling' it. He looked at the force keeping it from moving to see a taller, and probably more older boy looking at him... and talking to him.
He let go of his sword for a moment, studying the man's face, seeing as the man obviously knew Pip, but..., "Pip doesn't know you." He said, smiling calmly and poking him on the chest.
His expression got more serious as he began to circle the older man, studying the features for anything familliar, but to find nothing of the sort, and curiosity stumped him.
"Are you... one of those tester people who make sure everyone is supposed to be where they're supposed to be...?" He thought about this for a moment, studying the man's clothing. Well, if that were true, Pip would be in trouble now wouldn't he? He was almost late for cla-... "I'm going to be late!" He grabbed the sword away from the man and lunged at the door when...
DING!
"...." the door was slammed shut on Pip's face, and the teacher was looking through the door, glaring at the tardy student, and pointing in the direction of the principal's office.
Pip watched as the teacher closed the shades on the door, and water started the stream from his eyes. He stood up slowly, wiping away the tears, and glared at the man. He clenched his fists on the sword, as if ready to throw the heavy blade at him. He shut his eyes and stiffened his postures, more tears streaming from his eyes. "I hate you!"
With that, he sprinting back down the hal ltowards the principal's office.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 11:30 am
Zaphel was just carrying a book as he was walking down the hall and saw Pip. He smiled and walked up to him to give him a greeting.
"Hey, what's up?" asked Zaphel trying to avoid the weapon Pip was carrying.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 11:38 am
Pip turned towards Zaphel, water coming out of his eyes like rain on a windowpane. "Waaah! Pip is going to die!" He cried, plopping to the floor and hugging Zaphel's leg. "Th-The teacher... he said... he said...," his voice almost went into a high squeak as he looked up at Zaphel's face, then huddling himself into a small ball on the ground. "I have to go to the principal's office... I'm doomed."
The small boy picked the sword back up, then held it to his neck. "It's the end of the world... I should just end it now...," he paused, feeling the cold metal slit his flesh a bit, and immediately pulled away, wiping some water from his eyes. "Actually... I think I'll live for a few years more. I guess there's a slight chance of hope the principal won't kill me, right, Zaphel?"
He sighed, standing up and putting his hands in his pockets, as if trying to act like Zaphel. Pip was also know to mimick people, even without realizing it. Even if one minute his was the drama king of the year, and then the next he was calm and collected.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 11:49 am
Zaphel just gave pip a confused look and just continued to walk. "I don't even know why I'm friends with you." he said with a sigh. "Oh well....." Zaphel turned back around and faced Pip. "So what are you in trouble for? Did you even do anything?" Zaphel asked looking at his friend with no surprise.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 11:55 am
Pip watched his friend, thinking about what he did. "Wait a sec... what did I do?" He pondered for a second, then snapped his fingers, remembering. "Oh yeah, I was late for class. Wait!" He looked at Zaphel in confusion. "Are you late for class too? The bell rang... or maybe you're teacher just doesn't care. I'm envious now...." He said, crossing his arms, assuming that was the reason before REALLY knowing the reason.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 12:05 pm
Zaphel looked at Pip and gave him a look and shook his head.
"Well, I'm a year ahead of you and my classes don't start later today. I've got myself an alternating schedule." Zaphel said in a quiet voice. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go to my locker and get my books so I don't go to class unprepared." he said as he started to walk away once more.
Zaphel didn't know why but for some twisted reason he liked Pip and sees him as a brother. Why the hell do I like this guy? Zaphel thought to himself while shaking his head and walking away to his locker.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 2:19 pm
Daemont grinned in amusement at the energetic Demonic Whisper as he poked his chest, not expecting him to know him. You see, Dae only knew Pip's name because random students (who almost fall victim to his careless blade everyday) screamed things like- 'GOD, Pip, slow down!!' or 'I'm gonna kill you, Destill!!', etc... So no, the demon was not a stalker. Not really~
"Tester...? My, where did that come from~?" the older boy asked quizically, raising an eyebrow at Pip as he looked upon him with sappire eyes.
There was a pause as the other studied Daemont, and then Pip had realized he would be late if he didn't hurry up... Much to his dismay, the bell went off just as he sprung for the door, and the little red-head was barred from his class. Dae blinked and chuckled to himself, since that meant he was late as well. Oh, joy! He could just supress his teacher's memories so he wouldn't have to deal with the principle AGAIN. How he hated playing the part of a mortal.
... Sometimes I question the morals of this place... Isn't that a bit harsh? The demon thought to himself incredulously, but the late student then unexpectedly turned on him, as if it was all his fault he had gotten in trouble.
Seeing that the boy's rage was growing and directed at him, Daemont sweatdropped and waved his hands passively to try and convince Pip he had misunderstood. It's not like he had conspired with the teacher, even though demons were known for conspiring.
"Heeey, don't cry, I assure you I had nothing to do will this...! but you're not listening, are you~?" He insisted innocently, only to find Pip now despised him for no real reason and was running away at full speed.
There was an awkward pause as Dae stared after the student, unsure of how to react... even a few nosey people stopped when they heard the drama, whispering things like "What was that, a lovers quarrel? How embarrassing!", and so on.
At this, a smile suddenly broke on Daemont's face and he laughed out loud, startling a few of the onlookers.
Ahaha, fiesty little thing, Isn't he~? and I thought only I could be that dramatic. He's also rather adorable. he mused, grinning impishly as the curious students exchanged looks and continued on their way.
Now Dae was even more interested in learning about that boy, and when he was persistent, he was so with passion! However, It seemed befriending this prodigy would prove more difficult than expected... His first impression was anything but good.
[ XD I love this post~ XD]
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2006 3:06 pm
In the principal's office...
"I've told you once, and I've told you twice, Destill! This is the fifth time this week!"
Pip flinched a bit at the booming voice of the principal. His voice had the same effect a tiger's roar had on it's prey. From a distance, it was just scary, but up close, is could oh so easily paralyze you.
"I-...I know sir.... I'm sorry."
"I don't want any of your sorries!"
"Hey, you're starting to sound like Haku!" He said, a huge smile on his face. "And... you're right...." He crossed his arms over his chest, and bit onto his lower lip, thinking hard about the situation. "I don't know what it is but...," he looked out the window on the principal's door as other students passed, "...one of these things just doesn't belong."
The principal gave Pip and awkward stare, and then looked where the mischevious student was looking. "What do you mean?"
Pip didn't respond and kept the same emotinless expression printed on his face. When he started thinking, he deffinately thought hard... and he knew that something was wrong with this school, or something was out of the ordinary... and he didn't like it. "Oh, and by the way, Mr.Takanaga, do you know a student who has saphire eyes and silverish hair?" He said, innocently tugging on his own hair,
"Actually, I don't recall a student like that."
Pip sort of frowned at the response. "oh... okay." He said, looking at the floor, and the standing up, ready to proceed out the door.
"Why? Is he suspicious to you?"
Pip blushed slightly, "Uh... um, no! It's just... ah...," He looked at his feet. "I get nervous when there are new people in the school. I like to know who everyone is, and what everyone is doing. If I don't... I get a little afraid...."
The principal was silent for a second, taking the words into a extra issure from the loss of his mother. Though, Pip was still smiling. "Oh and Destill?"
"Yes, Mr. Takanaga?" He said cheerfully.
"Six hours of detention!"
Pip was thrown out the door by the principal, and layed down on the hall floor, "I hate life! Somebody, give me a razor!" He screamed sarcastically in the air, flailing his arms and legs around.
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