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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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I am available now, yes.

Would it be all right if we could meet near the fountain? It is easiest for me to locate given my limited vision.

Yes, we can do that. I'll head there right now, in fact.

All right. I should be rather easy to spot, seeing as I will be the only one wearing a blindfold.

[When Alf arrives at the fountain, he'll likely spot Cheyenne before she notices him. Although that's mostly because, having never met him before, Cheyenne isn't sure how to distinguish his soul apart from the others in the area. If only journals supported soul-o-vision...!]

[ Clearly the Malnosso should install a soul-o-vision feature. But while the fact that she's wearing a blindfold puzzles him somewhat, he starts for the fountain. She's right -- it is rather easy to spot her, and Alf quickens his pace to greet her. ]

Cheyenne!

[She turns and looks over at Alf, a small smile appearing across her face.] You are the one I spoke to over the journals, yes? My apologies, but I don't believe I had the opportunity to ask for your name...

I am. [ Whether she can see it or not, he smiles, too, as he closes the distance between them. ]

Ah, pardon me -- I'd forgotten to introduce myself in my haste. I am Alf.

Well then, Alf, now that I have met you in person, I can see that your soul is certainly capable enough to be fed upon.

[A pause.] That is to say, I see through the manner in which I can see anything. Although I may be wearing a blindfold, that is merely out of convenience. My "sight" allows me to sense creatures based upon their soul, whereas my eyes are merely tools for creating illusions and feeding.

[ He nods as she explains, taking in every word for future reference. ]

I think I understand. You don't necessarily need to "see" me since you're capable of sensing my . . . soul -- and it's by that that you deduced whether you could feed on it or not.

That is correct, yes. With that, I believe now is a good time to explain exactly how the process is performed?

As I just mentioned, I feed by drawing out portions of the soul by creating illusions using my eyes. It is through the use of these illusions that the soul of a creature becomes vulnerable to an illusionist, making it possible for the soul to be removed. The only way an illusion will be seen is through direct eye contact, and once eye contact is broken, the illusion vanishes. And without an illusion, I am unable to feed.

[Her hand hovers over her blindfold.] And as for this, while I am capable of controlling the sorts of illusions I produce, I am unable to control the production of illusions themselves. The blindfold is more convenient, and far safer, than merely walking around with my eyes closed.

[ Once she finishes, Alf lets out a low "hm" as the process becomes clearer to him. ]

Thank you; that was very informative. I think I understand, especially in regards to the blindfold.

[A smile.] You are a fast learner. I have only one more thing I would like to do, and that is give you first-hand experience in dealing with my illusions.

I wish to state once more that the process is harmless. Particularly in this run, as I will merely show you the capabilities of my illusions and will not feed more than a few moments.

However, you should still be aware that just as I am incapable of controlling whether or not an illusion will be created, I am also incapable of preventing myself from feeding while creating an illusion.

All right, I'll keep that in mind. I fully understand and accept the consequences of being shown your illusions.

[ He raises an arm to complement the next words, ] Shall we?

[With a nod, Cheyenne takes a quick glance around; the square is rather empty today, so it wouldn't be a problem to do this here. It will only take a few brief moments, after all.] I'll need to you sit down and keep your eyes closed. It is absolutely imperative that you do not open your eyes until I say so.

Under no circumstances can you open them until I tell you. That is most important. [After repeating those instructions, she reaches up and starts to untie the blindfold around her eyes.]

Understood. I await your next instruction.

[ With that he takes a sit around the fountain, and closes his eyes. And keeps them closed. ]

[For awhile, all is silent. It takes Cheyenne a few minutes to adjust her eyes for the proper illusion, and once she is ready, she gives the o.k.] Open your eyes.

[And when Alf opens his eyes, he won't see Cheyenne. He won't see the village or the square. Instead, he'll see a field of brown grass, turned gold by a setting sun in the distance. The sky above is a soft maroon color and purple clouds dreamily float throughout. The fountain he was sitting on has become a large, flat stone.]

[And sitting beside him is Cheyenne, once more blindfolded.] You are free to move and speak in the illusion, although your physical body will do neither. Likewise, I am not really sitting next to you, nor am I truly speaking to you. It is rather akin to a dream, in that sense.

[ And when he opens his eyes, they considerably widen at the sight that greets them. He feels the stone beneath him.]

W-wow . . .

[ Noticing Cheyenne then, he nods slowly, then rises and takes a step forward. He looks around and takes in the new surrounding -- it's much more different than he thought it would be. ]

It certainly almost feels like a dream.

[ He turns back to the stone, where Cheyenne should be sitting. She said she's not really sitting there, but. It's all kind of surreal. ]

[Cheyenne isn't nearly as impressed. The only thing she's looking at is Alf, sitting on the fountain in the square. But illusion!Cheyenne gets to her feet and stands atop the stone. Notably, although the grass is obviously blowing in the wind, Alf shouldn't be able to feel the breeze.] My illusions are usually stronger than this. At their strongest, you are not even aware that an illusion is taking place, and all your senses are fooled into feeling what you see. Your mind becomes completely immersed in the world you see before you.

[She stretches out her hand and swats at the air.] To break out of such an illusion, it requires more than the mere knowledge that the illusion isn't real. You need to fight against what you are seeing.

[She looks down at him.] Although I do not wish to give you reason not to trust me, at the same time, I feel it is only fair for you to understand the weakness of my illusions should the need ever arise where you would need to break from one yourself.

[ 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.

[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.

[ 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.

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.

It isn't just what I saw -- it's the ability itself that I also find awesome.

. . . But to think one may even relive a moment of his life, that's a powerful gift.

[ He doesn't suspect Cheyenne to use it maliciously, after all. ]

A gift? ...I suppose that is a way one might interpret such a power.

[A small smile.] It is not very often that I hear such kind words given to my illusions. Rather, considering the purpose they are designed to serve, I have heard them referred to as a sort of curse.

Considering the care with which you utilize your abilities among other reasons, I don't think I can call it a curse of all things.

And yet, had I never been given the power to create illusions, I would not be an illusionist, and there would be no need to feed upon souls in the first place.

...although, it is very likely that I would not be alive either. It all depends on how one looks as things, I suppose.

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