mmmfilletofsoul | 2nd l o s t s o u l ~ [Voice]

Greetings, residents of Luceti. I am called Cheyenne, and there is something I wish to ask of you all.

By tomorrow, it will have been a month since my arrival in Luceti. I have, for the most part, remained unseen. I would have continued such a manner of living for the benefit of others here, but circumstances make such a lifestyle impossible for a creature such as myself. I am what is called an Illusionist. My kind is considered a monster in my world, due to what we must do to survive.

That is to say, illusionists feed on the souls of other living creatures.

To follow that, I feel I must add that the term "soul" may be different in my world as it is to your own. Illusionists see the soul in four parts, one of which naturally fluxuates throughout the day. Feeding on this section, Power, does little more than tire a creature in the same way that running a mile would tire a creature... no, not even to that extent. The process is truly harmless. You see, I am unique in terms of illusionists. My sisters feel no remorse in draining the souls of innocent creatures. I, however, do not wish to do so against the wishes of a creature who would feel uncomfortable in such a situation. Nor do I wish to bring harm to those residing in the village.

And so, I am here asking if there is anyone in Luceti who would be willing to allow me to feed off of them.

Ideally, I would only be required to feed on a particular person one time every few weeks. I only need to feed once or twice a week to contain my hunger. If I were in a desperate state, once a month would be enough to keep me sane. Although that is, by far, not a very ideal situation for myself...

Should anyone be so willing as to aid me, I would like a chance to meet with you sometime soon so that I may be sure it would be safe to feed from you. As the Power of a soul relates directly a creature's own stamina, those who are prone to frequent illness or weakness would be best to refrain from offering. And, if you are so willing, I will also show the process by which I feed so you know what to expect in the future.

I thank you for listening to all I have to say. Should you have any comments or concerns to ask about, I am willing to answer them here.

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[[ooc: Okay, a few things to clarify in regards to Cheyenne's feeding! First, if you haven't filled out her permissions post, please do so here! It makes threading with her much easier if I know whether or not she can see your character.

And now, the feeding itself. If your character agrees to this, Cheyenne will appear at their home once every few weeks to feed. It takes about 5 minutes and will make your character light-headed or sleepy for a few hours, or until they eat something. Most of this will likely be hand-waived in the future, seeing as Cheyenne will probably just feed-and-leave for the most part.

In this post, Cheyenne will need to meet your character in person to see if they're safe to feed on, so this will be one of the few times the feeding will be played out! Illusionists can't over-eat souls, so she will be doing multiple feedings in one day just this once. If you want, we can hand-waive this as well and you can just have your character volunteer. Also, feel free to bombard her with questions; eating souls is serious business, after all. :|b If you have questions for me, you can PM Cheyenne's account or (for a faster answer) send me a message on AIM at Precure Black.

And finally, since I know there are a lot of people on hiatus right now, don't worry if you missed this thread! Chances are Cheyenne may ask again so she won't have to feed on the same people as often. Otherwise, I don't mind people backtagging this thread, in which you can assume they saw it at a different time ~~screw you, space-time continuum!~~ <3]]

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[Good to know!] I hope I have been able to fully answer your questions.

[ His gaze trails to the grass. It's a little exciting to think about how "usually stronger" and lack of awareness on illusions would feel -- and a little puzzling. Maybe even frightening. ]

Completely immersed . . .

So I must recognize the illusion for what it is and fight against it. [ In turn, he looks up at her. ] You indeed haven't given me a reason to distrust you. But I appreciate your consideration, and the knowledge you're sharing with me. Thank you, Cheyenne.

Well of course we're WANTED, milady! We're important fellows, pirates! And we do not eat souls, though we have been known to trade them.

...and how exactly does one go about "trading" a soul?

Beautiful. [Cheyenne repeats the word to herself, still not used to receiving compliments of any kind. In all likelihood, she may never get used to hearing them. She had always assumed that, save for her powers, the only truly frightful part about her would have been her eyes.]

That makes me... happy. [She says the word slowly, as though she were testing it. It takes another moment before she remembers that "happy" is associated with smiling, and she does so.] Thank you, Vash.

[Illusion!Cheyenne says nothing. In fact, it looks as though she's starting to disappear. The world around quickly begins to fade until, with a sudden flash, Alf is once more sitting on the edge of the fountain with Cheyenne is standing in front of him, tying her blindfold back on.]

I do hope I made the transition out of the illusion slow enough. I have heard that ending them abruptly can be far more disorientating than allowing them to fade gradually.

You're welcome, even if it didn't work with the glasses, at least some good came from it - right?

Oh? And what exactly is it that you consider a "good time"?

[This is asked very seriously. What do humans do for fun anyway? ~~On second thought, what is this "fun" of which you speak?~~]

Well first off you've got to calculate how much the soul is worth in terms of other souls, savvy? Now my bitty black soul has been valued in the past at one hundred souls.

Yes, that is true. Although, if you still would not mind, I would rather like a chance to demonstrate my illusions for real.

...those one hundred souls must not have been worth very much, then.

[To be fair, she isn't trying to be insulting.] How is it any one soul could outweigh another in such vast quantities?

That's the nature of value for you; what's rare or in demand comes at a higher price.

Alright, I'll leave the glasses off this time. [Shuts his eyes.] My eyes are shut again.

I suppose that makes sense, although I am rather confused as to why you would be interested in one hundred souls. Only your own is of any use to yourself.

[There's a few moments of silence as Cheyenne once more focuses on concentrating her powers and creating a new illusion. Eventually, she speaks.] You may open your eyes.

[And when he does, the village is gone. Everything is gone, save for a wide expansion of blue ocean water before him, stretching on for as far as he can see. Beneath his feet is a rocky shoreline, and the gravel even crunches as he walks on it! Over head, the sky is clear and the sun is shining. The sound of birds chirping mingles with the lapping of the waves.]

[Standing beside him is Cheyenne, sans blindfold, but instead of those mysterious silvery eyes, there aren't any eyes to see. It's as though a shadow was covering her face, making it impossible to focus on them.]

[Vash lets off a soft gasp when his eyes set on the ocean, he's never seen one before and has always wanted to.] It's so... big and blue. [He stares wide eyed, trying to take everything in.]

Is it? You know, I have always wondered how illusionists can design such realistic landscapes, despite most of us never having seen them ourselves. Perhaps we are capable of sight, but not able to process the things we see in anything but illusions. [Although right now, Cheyenne wasn't seeing any of this. She could picture it in her mind so clearly and yet, at the same time, had no idea what it looked like. All she saw right now was Vash sitting on that fountain.]

You are free to move around the illusion as you wish, meanwhile, your physical body will neither move nor speak. Although I wouldn't recommend going into the water. This illusion is not a very powerful one, and the water will simply bend around your body... though it should still feel cold, nonetheless.

[Vash takes a tentative step towards the water, but heading your warning and not going into it.] It moves... [Still sounding just like a wonder struck child.] ...and it's loud. I never would have guessed it could be so loud.

You'll have to ask the Ferryman of the Dead that question, lovely soul eater. It seems he wanted mine very badly indeed.

[ Alf feels a bit disoriented, if only due to his lack of experience with the illusion's abilities. But it's not bad, and he finds himself blinking up at Cheyenne as he quickly regains his bearings. ]

Uh -- yes, it was slow enough. . . . That was an amazing experience.

Making friends and going on dates with charming me like me!

..."dates"?

...my apologies. Is this, perhaps, a sore subject to be asking about?

[She's understandably confused by his reaction. Although Cheyenne has never technically seen the ocean herself, the planet she's from is mostly composed of ocean water.] Have you never seen the ocean before?

You think so? I believe I chose a rather bland illusion to start with. They truly take all forms. The most common are meant to be mirror reflections of ones own memories. A creature may even relive a moment in its life, unaware of the existence of the illusion itself.

Of course, using ones memories also has a dark side, depending on what sort of emotion an illusionist is hoping to incite.

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