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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From:

goldenglasses

Oh, yeah, I think that would be alright. I'll have to experience it sometimes after all, right? [Although he won't say it, he is a little nervous about it.]

From:

illusional

Very well. [She scans the area for people, sensing that it was really just the two of them in the square right now, so it would be fine. It would only take a few moments, after all.]

I need you to sit down and shut your eyes. It is crucial that you absolutely do not open them until I say so. [She reaches up and begins to untie the blindfold.] Under no circumstances may you look until then.

[[ooc: Is Vash wearing his glasses right now? Because of the powercap, and since they're tinted, he'll see her eyes instead of an illusion. But Cheyenne won't realize that until her eyes are open~]]

From:

goldenglasses

[Vash hesitates a moment before sitting down and shutting his eyes. He tenses slightly and listens carefully, he may be trusting, but he's a bit too use to being double crossed to be completely trusting. So he's listening for any funny sounds or movements. Not to mention the idea of seeing illusions is not excatly comforting, but for now he'll keep his eyes shut as instructed.]

(OOC: Seeing as he's in "serious mode" yeah, he'd have them on. Mun will try to make note of things like that in the future. XD Should have guessed that things dealing with eyes would be important for something like that.)

From:

illusional

[For a few moments, everything is silent. Cheyenne needs the time to adjust her eyes for the illusion. Finally, she speaks.] You may open your eyes.

[But something is amiss. Instead of an illusion, when Vash opens his eyes he'll see Cheyenne standing there, blindfold in her hands, and two curiously shiny eyes staring back at him.]

From:

goldenglasses

[Vash opens his eyes and sits for a moment, waiting for something to start, was it just her eyes that were suppose to change? He had expected something much more extensive and real feeling.] Uh, is the illusion just in your eyes? [Because they're very hypnotic and beautiful.]

From:

illusional

...what?

[Suddenly her eyes snap shut and she jerks around, covering them with her hands.] What. It... didn't work. Why didn't it...

[A pause. She doesn't need to turn around in order to look over Vash, trying to sense a reason why the illusion wouldn't have worked on him.] This may seem an odd question, but are you wearing something over your eyes?

From:

goldenglasses

Over my... oh! [And seeing as Vash is actually smarter than he lets on, he already starts to remove his sunglasses.] Sunglasses, I uh... guess I should take them off. Heh, sorry about that, I sometimes forget I'm wearing them.

I should close my eyes again?

From:

illusional

Sunglasses... [She doesn't quite understand what he means by sunglasses, but she knows what glasses are. And they've never stopped her from creating an illusion before.]

They are not special in any way, are they? From regular glasses? I have never had an illusion fail in such a way before. Not once, in the decades I've been alive. [Another pause and, before he can answer, she adds another, quieter question.] ...does that mean you were able to see what my eyes look like?

From:

goldenglasses

They're tinted a yellowish color to make it easier to see in bright sunlight, it takes a bit of the harshness out of the light.

And yes, I could. Would you like to know what they looked like?

From:

illusional

Even a tint should not have... [She trails off, turning and facing Vash. She drops her hands down to her sides but her eyes remain shut.]

...what did they look like?

From:

goldenglasses

Well, they're unlike any other eyes I've seen before. Instead of having a pupal with color around it, they were a vast shade of calming gery with flecks of white within it, and it took up the entirely of your eyes.

It was very beautiful really. [Disturbing, but if you didn't think about what was suppose to be there it was beautiful.]

From:

illusional

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.

From:

goldenglasses

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

From:

illusional

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

From:

goldenglasses

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

From:

illusional

[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.]

From:

goldenglasses

[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.]

From:

illusional

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.

From:

goldenglasses

[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.

From:

illusional

[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?

From:

goldenglasses

No, never, some of my friends here have told me about them. [He drifts off for a second as he watches a wave crash into the shore, wanting to be sure he'll hear it.] But I never pictured something so... alive.

From:

illusional

"Alive" is a rather fitting term. Although the ocean itself does not possess a soul, its never-ending movement makes it far more visible to me than most environments. [A rather serene smile.] Not to mention the life contained within, which is so very abundant.

Had this illusion been stronger, you would not have even been aware that this was an illusion. Instead, I imagine you would experience the sensation of truly seeing a true ocean for the first time in your life. Every sense becomes immersed in the illusion. Sight, scent, sound...

From:

goldenglasses

[Strong or not... Vash is pretty lost in this. He will probably daydream about this forever now.] An even stronger illusion? [They can get stronger!?]

Edited Date: 2010-10-18 01:22 pm (UTC)

From:

illusional

Yes. Although, had I created such an illusion, I would have been feeding far more than I would like to do so at this time. When I begin my regular feeding, such illusions are possible.

Furthermore... [She walks over to the water and walks in; since she's part of the illusion and not technically "real" herself, the water seems to react as it should to her; the water splashes up and soaks the bottom hem of her dress.] In order to break out of such a powerful illusion, it requires more than the mere knowledge that what you see is an illusion. One must fight against what they are seeing.

[She looks over 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.