Character Meme

by **Hemlock** on Sun Apr 03, 2011 11:22 pm

The meme can be found here: http://www.voltairewolff.deviantart.com/#/d2ems0j

Part One

I. Choose up to five (5) of your favorite original story characters that will embark in this role-play. If you don't have five (5) then leave them blank (or create a character on the spot!) Be sure to give a little description of them:

1. Voltaire(Volt) - He has white hair and red eyes, usually wears a black T - shirt and jeans. Around his waist is his belt, which tied to it is his sword. He wears two necklaces around his neck, a red crystal shard tied around his neck with a black cord and a Yin pendant threaded through with a white cord. He is Lupinterra's God/Lord of Yin, and is Luna's younger brother. His personality is more of that which is found on the darker side of things, and often enjoys torturing and killing, and usually whenever he's not being evil he's being an idiot. But he can also be nice when he chooses to.

2. Luna(Lu) - She has long black hair with bangs that cover her right eye, and most of the right side of her face. Her eyes are sky blue. Her long hair is pulled back in a high pony tail, and even still then it comes down to the bottom of her back. She wears a belly shirt with long sleeves that cover her hands, the design is that of a yin - yang symbol. The top right side is black and bottom left side is white. She wears black pants and around her waist is also a black belt, her own sword tied to hers, as well. Around her neck she wears a black collar with small silver spikes sticking out of it. She also has four necklaces, a black crystal shard tied with a black cord, a small star pendant tied with a black cord, a white crescent moon pendant tied with a black cord, and a Yang pendant tied through with a black cord. She is Lupinterra's God/Lady of Yang, and Voltaire's older sister. Her personality is more on the good side of things, enjoying life and the healing of others. But she too, can choose when she wants to be fierce.

3. Seko - He has medium length black hair with a few white highlights here and there. His left eye is pupil - less and a sky blue colour - he is blind in his left eye. His right eye is brown with a black pupil, and this eye he can see perfectly fine with. Around his left eye is a circle of yellow paint. Around his neck he wears two bead necklaces. One has long black beads followed by a short red bead, followed by a long black bead in that repeating order. The other is all short beads in a repeating pattern of red, followed by blue, followed by yellow in that order. On his neck is a painted on yellow sun. Around his upper arm is another necklace with a stone arrowhead attatched. Around his wrists, arms, and legs are various painted on markings in either yellow, blue, or red, though most are covered by his clothes, which comprise of a simple T - shirt and jeans. Around his waist is a black belt, with his sword tied to it. He also sometimes wears a brown cloak with a hood, as he is a Royal of Lupinterra. His personality is usually just calm, unless you seriously piss him off.

4. Russian Roulette(RR, Russian) - Well, there’s not much to Russian in his human form, really. He often wears a T – shirt and jeans, and also sometimes wears a black cloak with a hood, too. And when he wears it he has the hood up so it conceals his face. Oh, he also has a blue tattoo on both his cheeks, which is a Russian uppercase “R”. And he has a black belt around his waist with his sword tied to it. As with Seko, he is a Lupinterrian Royal. His personality is much like Voltaire's, prefering the darker side of things, and always thinking up plans. But there's one thing you probably wouldn't suspect - Russian and Voltaire hate each other, and want nothing more than for the other to be gone from existance forever.

5. Kodiak(Kody) - He has dark brown hair and equally as dark eyes with black pupils. He often just wears a T – shirt and jeans, with a black belt with his sword tied to it. Though sometimes he actually wears a brown cloak with a hood over that, and when he does wear that the hood is usually up, masking his face from view. Just like Russian and Seko, he is a Lupintarrian Royal. His personality is more of a 'whatever' personality, where he doesn't really care for much. But once you really get to know him, he'll protect you with his life.

by **Hemlock** on Sun Apr 03, 2011 11:23 pm

Part Two
II. One of your characters decides to make a grand entrance into a random tavern. How does that go? Pick either Character One or Character Four. :

Voltaire burst open the door to the tavern, it swinging back and hitting the wall with a loud smacking sound.

"I'm here! Let the party begin!" He smirked, looking around at the full tavern. Everyone was just looking at him with a 'what kind of crack is he on?' look, otherwise frozen in place from what they had been doing before he had came it. And he finally realized he knew none of these people. The looked around and saw the name of the tavern on the wall. His eyes widened a bit.

"Sh*t!!!! Wrong tavern!!!" He exclaimed, eyes still wide, smacking himself in his face with his right hand.

"I'm such a freaking idiot!" Of course, from him bursting in, the tavern was silent, so all of his babble was actually very loud and audible to everyone in the tavern. Most of them were agreeing with his statement in their thoughts. He gave an exasperated sigh.

"Heh heh... I'll be leaving now..." He said with a sheepish grin.

"Uh... Bye!" He quickly turned and walked out the door, the whole tavern watching his idiotic moment. A few people rolled their eyes. Once he was finally gone, they went back to what they were doing before he had entered the tavern.

"Sheesh, that guy was a real idiot... I almost feel bad for him, embarassing himself infront of a whole tavern like that." One guy said to his friend.

"Yeah." His friend agreed.

by **Hemlock** on Sun Apr 03, 2011 11:23 pm

Part Three
III. Jealous, Character Three tries to make a grand entrance as well but somehow fails… Why is that?

Voltaire managed to gain the attention of every person in that tavern... If that idiot can do it, so can't I..., Seko thought to himself as he walked up to the entrance of the tavern, Voltaire sitting out in the car in the tavern's parking lot. He glanced back and combed the parking lot, managing to spot the black car. Voltaire was smirking teasingly at him, almost asking him without words, 'what? admitting you can't do it already?' Seko gritted his teeth and looked back at the door.

"You wish I couldn't..." He muttered to himself under his breath, finally opening the door. He walked in and his eyes were greeted by many, many people occupying the tavern. But it seems that he coming inside had gone, for the most part, unnoticed by many of the occupants of the cavern. He gave a displeased frown. This was most certainly a bad start for him...

"Um, hello... New to town, it's nice to meet everyone..." He said awkwardly, trying to be loud enough to hear, but at the same time, not just downright yelling out. He gave a displeased sigh as all he got were a few nods of greeting here and there. Perhaps this is harder than I imagined... But, gah, I've already been in here for five minutes... Those first five minutes were my chance to make a grand entry, but that was it... Guess I lost this bet..., he thought, obviously not happy about it.

"Actually, I've got to get going. Wish I could stay, but, gah, stuff to do. Maybe I'll get to know everyone later." He said in the same voice as before, before turning around and quickly walking back out of the tavern. He shook his head as he did so, ruffling his black hair. He gave one last sigh before looking at the black car, where Voltaire sat, still grinning at him.

by **Hemlock** on Sun Apr 03, 2011 11:24 pm

Part Four
IV. A character is surrounded by many enemies and decides that the only thing they can do is fight! How does that go? Pick either Character Two or Character Five.

Luna walked along the dark gravel path. All around her was dense forest, and above was a bright crescent moon in the midnight blue sky. Slight breezes played with her long, flowing black hair, and some made her necklaces dance in the wind. She stopped and breathed in a deep breath of fresh air.

"Ah, how I love midnight strolls..." She murmured contentedly to herself, a small smile on her face. Her sky blue eyes were bright with her content with the night. But then she suddenly heard russeling in the bushes ahead of her and her eyes narrowed with suspicion, locked on the bush. Her smile became a set line, teeth clenched with her anxiety. What was there? What was in the bush? Suddenly, something black leapt into the air and landed infront of her. It was a snarling black wolf with glowing demonic red glowing eyes. More leapt out of the bushes and trees, and in all, ten of the beasts surrounded her. She glared at them.

"Thou art those who oppose thine God. Thou who preform such actions shall suffer at the will of thine God." She hissed, before shifting into her wolf form. A large, sleek black wolf with a white crescent on her chest and four necklaces around her neck and one black collar with silver spikes sticking out of it. She gave a snarl at them.

"Come at me, if you dare." The wolves grinned wickedly, their demonic smiles showing off their pearly white teeth, which they hoped would soon be coloured crimson with her blood.

"All right then." The first wolf spoke in its double toned voice, the voice of a demon. It leaned farther down towards the Earth, then sprang at her with abnormal speed. She just stared, standing perfectly still, the wind ruffling her fur. Then, with one swift movement, there was a yelp of pain. And there she stood, her snout pointed towards the sky, the wolf stuck in her jaws by its throat. It squirmed and clawed, but she would not loosen her jaws. The other wolves growled at her, then they all leapt at her at once. She threw the wolf in her jaws to the ground, and gave a growl, baring her bloody jaws at them. As she sensed one of their presences near her, she thrust her jaws at, snatching it mid - air, as well. It gave a loud yelp and she crushed it in her jaws, not even bothering to waste her time, not wanting to prolong its suffering. But she could feel the jaws of the other eight as they sunk their teeth into her soft flesh, blood oozing from the wounds.

But instead of yelping at the pain, she gave a growl. That growl escalated into a snarl, and she latched her jaws onto one of the attackers that had sunk its teeth into her shoulder. She ended its life swiftly enough. She continuosly sunk her teeth into them, one after another, until the last one was left, facing the end of her wrath. And though she had many wounds, all were already starting to heal. The last one, she was standing over it, snarling in its face, and it was cowering beneath her, uttering petty requests for forgiveness.

"Be quiet!" She snarled, and it quickly stopped begging for its life.

"Normally I wouldn't be so harsh, I would give you a chance to change and reform... But you interrupted my midnight stroll, one of my true moments of happiness and peace, some actual time to myself! I will not forgive that, for you have seen and eperienced what that does to my mood! Besides, you fools could not kill me by the means you were aiming for! Everyone knows that a God can only be killed by a Royal, another God, or their own sword! Such idiots who live on in the world of its origination do not deserve to live! Besides, you were all menaces to society, anyway!" She growled, and it shook in fear under her. Then, with one swift strike, she ended its life.

"Fools..." She muttered, starting back on her trail, just leaving their corpses there in the crimson blood and bright moonlight.

by **Hemlock** on Sun Apr 03, 2011 11:25 pm

Part Five
V. Character Three is depressed and decides to get drunk.

Seko sat at home, depressed. Why did it always seem everyone was better than him? No matter what he did, it seemed like there was always someone who could do better than him. Always. He gave a sorrowful sigh. Why the hell was he even a Royal, anyway? He did not deserve such a title. He did not. That's what he believed now. And he would stick to it from now on. No one could convince him otherwise. Besides, it's not like most people liked him, anyway. His only "friends" were Voltaire and Kody, really, and the only time they talked were on assignments or when they went to Earth, which is something they usually do together just because. He sat at the table, laying his head on it, chin first, staring at the beige wall infront of him.

"Bah, nothing to do, nothing to do..." He muttered solemnly. What do depressed people usually do, he thought, pondering it a moment. Oh yeah, go to bars..., he thought in answer to himself.

"Sure, why the hell not..." He muttered, standing up and going to the door, opening it and walking out. He walked along the dirt road until he came to the only bar in the vast village that made up most of the Lupinterrian population. He walked inside and sat down, ordering a drink, not even noticing the white haired man a few chairs down, even though the space was empty between them. Hardly anyone came here - most Lupinterrians were good people who disliked drinking. But there were those few... He was already one his second drink before he noticed Voltaire.

"V - Voltaire...?" He muttered, the drink already getting to his mind, some - what. Voltaire slowly turned his head towards him, a drink sitting infront of him.

"Hmmm... Y - you... You're S - Seko.... Right...?" Yeah, he was at that semi - drunk stage, too, just a little farther along than Seko. Seko nodded his head.

"Yeah. What the hell are you doing here?" Seko asked.

"Du - dude... I come here a - atleast once every w - week... What h - hell are YOU d - doing here?" Voltaire asked, swaying a tiny bit from side to side in his seat before picking up his glass and taking another gulp of his drink.

"Meh, just feeling lonely, depressed, worthless..." He muttered in answer, looking down at his drink before picking it up and drinking the rest of it.

"Wa - wait, wait, wait... Y - you're here... Because... Y - you feel lonely... D - depressed... A - and worthless? Guy, y - you can't f - feel lonely around h - here. Lupinterra is fu - full of many great p - people... You just g - gotta go out and meet 'em. Y - you're depression roots p - partly with that. As for w - worthless, no way. J - just... Just... No way. I - if you're worthless, I - I am complete and u - utter trash." Voltaire murmured, some words slurred, though most were stammered. Seko stared at him.

"No way. You're not trash. You're one of the most valuable people in this world. Matter of fact, you're priceless." He answered.

"No. My TITLE is p - priceless. M - me? As a person? My ch - character? Trash. You, on the other hand... Y - you're decent. You're what I s - should be." Seko thought about this a moment.

"Do... Do you really think so Voltaire? Honestly?" He asked.

"When I'm drunk I speak nothing but honesty. Except for when I speak babble. In that case, ignore me." Voltaire answered, ordering another drink. Seko thought about this.

"... Okay then. Thanks Voltaire." Seko murmured with a small smile, getting up with a slight stumble, then shook his head and walked out the door, and back towards his house.

"Yep bud... Any time..." Voltaire murmured, downing another glass.

by **Hemlock** on Sun Apr 03, 2011 11:26 pm

Part Six
VI. An event like no other takes place and Character One and Character Two get into a battle to the death. Who wins?

Luna and Voltaire stared each other down, each tense and ready for an attack. They couldn't believe they were being forced to do this. They couldn't believe they were being made to fight to the death. They stood, silent, watching each other. At last Voltaire gave a sad sigh.

"We have to get this over eventually Lu... They won't wait forever..." He murmured. And despite his trying to hide it, you could still hear the anguish in his voice.

"I know... It's... Still... You're my brother... I'm not sure I could fight you with the intent to kill..." She murmured, just wanting to curl up somewhere and cry right now. Voltaire gave a slight wince at her words.

"No. Don't say that. I refuse to take your life unless I absolutely have to..." He said, shaking his head and closing his eyes, actually fighting back tears, himself.

"But Volt, let's face it, you absolutely have to... Right now..." She said, giving a small smile, trying to comfort the thought.

"Luna! Stop acting like this is okay! It's not! This is cruel! Unjust! Unfair! It's... It's..." Voltaire growled, opening his eyes, trying to channel his sadness into anger. Anger at the people who were doing this to them. Even he knew this wasn't right... Why couldn't they notice this, as well?! Oh wait, they did. That's WHY they were doing it. He hated these people. No, they weren't people. They were monsters. Luna sighed at his words.

"It doesn't matter if it's okay Voltaire, something has to be done. And since I'm older, my job is to protect you. And that's what I'm going to do, no matter what you say. I'm just trying to make it easier. So please, stop prolonging my suffering and kill me already!" Luna said, closing her eyes, now she the one holding back tears.

"You may be the older one, but that's why you should live - you're smarter, faster, you know more... You're also a lot more kind than I am, you deserve it more! Just live! For me! Besides, you've yet to mark your place in history. I've already left mine - the rebeliious God who defied all, one of the most evil people out there... But what have you left?" Voltaire said, closing his eyes once more. Luna opened her eyes.

"Oh, this is nonsense... We have to do something, we can't argue here forever... Come on, let's get this over with..." She murmured, depressed at their situation. She slowly drew her sword from its sheath. Voltaire refused to unsheath his. Luna sighed and rushed at him, swinging. He didn't want to move, but instinct made him draw his sword and block the attack.

"Damnit!" He muttered at himself.

"Come on Volt... One last real battle... Whoever wins gets to have the other kill them." She said, putting a bit of power into her sword as they pushed against each other. Voltaire looked at her and nodded his head.

"Fair enough..." He murmured, pushing power into his own sword until they were evenly powered. Hmmm... Sword fighting I have the upper advantage... But in wolf form... She has a way higher advantage than me... And in dragon form... Crap... This is not good at all..., he thought, realizing that he was at some great disadvantages. He narrowed his eyes at her and she just smiled at him, jumping back and quickly sheathing her sword, shifting into her wolf form. She then launched at him, jaws wide for attack. His eyes widened and he immediately leapt back, sheathing his sword and shifting as he did so. As his paws reached the ground, he manuevered to the left and leapt at her from the side. She growled as his teeth sunk into her shoulder, and she swing her head around, sinking her teeth into his shoulder. He growled in response, biting deeper into her shoulder, shaking his jaws from side to side. Luna winced and growled, but she refused to loosen her jaws. Not yet.

A few minutes later, they both leapt back, jaws covered in the other's blood. Then, they leapt back in, biting and marring the other with their fangs. They did this repeatedly, until they both panted with exhaustion, glaring at each other. So far, Luna was proving the stronger of the two, as she was covered in less wounds than Voltaire was. He growled in frustration - he could not let her win. He just couldn't. He suddenly shifted into his dragon form, and she followed suit.

Flames were spewed back and forth, but even then Luna seemed to have the upper hand. Voltaire growled and hissed as he winced from her attacks. No... No! I can't let her win! He thought to himself, pushing himself back up, despite her attacks. Luna was surprised, but she was running out of energy... Voltaire didn't let this go unnoticed, and knew it was time to end this. He opened his jaws and unleashed his tri attack of fire, wind, and lightning. She tired to dodge, but was hit with the attack, anyway. She shifted back to her human form as she was knocked unconscious. Voltaire shifted back into his human form with a smile. He then fell to his hands and knees, panting. It hadn't been easy to beat her. But it had been worth it. He then forced himself to stand and walked over to Luna, kneeling beside her and laying one hand on her, starting to heal her. Sure she would heal on her own with her own Spiritual Energy, but he at least wanted to wake her up to get this over with. At last, she started to stir, and he sat back with a sigh. She sat up slowly and rubbed her head, then looked at him, eyes watering a bit.

"I won... You have to kill me..." Voltaire murmured, looking away. He didn't need to look to know that tears were running down her face. Especially as sniffles started to escape her. He sighed once more.

"Please Lu, don't cry... It'll be all right... No one lives forever, God or not, we'll see each other again... Not that I want you to die, especially not anytime soon, but it happens to everyone sooner or later, no matter what... And when we finally do see each other again, there will be no fighting, just peace, forever." Voltaire murmured, finally looking at her again. She sniffled once more, wiping tears from her face, before latching onto him in a hug.

"That may be true... But I'll still miss you... And the guilt of killing you... That will forever haunt my soul." She murmured back, letting go of him. She finally stood up, forcing herself to breathe evenly, to compose herself. She slowly drew her sword, staring at its blade for a moment. The moment I kill you I will not be the Lady of Yang... I will be tainted with a horrible crime that I was forced to commit, she thought, giving a sigh. She watched as he stood up.

"Ready?" She asked. He nodded his head. She waited a moment, then thrust her sword forward and up, straight into his heart. His eyes widened a bit, then a looked of calm serenity came about him and he fell back, landing in the bright green grass with a thud, crimson eyes closed. She concentrated on her bloody sword for nearly ten minutes afterwards, wondering just how she would handle seeing her younger brother dead on the ground. She wondered if she should even look. Perhaps just walk away, prefering to never know. But she decided it would be improper to do so, so she finally shifted her gaze down to him. Surprisingly, a small smile flittered onto her face. All it looked like was that he was sleeping in the grass, if you paid no attention to the blood oozing out of his chest, which she did, indeed, ignore. To her, he looked happy.

Hmmm... Being happy in death... Perhaps that's what counts the most..., she thought to herself.

by **Hemlock** on Sun Apr 03, 2011 11:27 pm

Part Seven
VII. Character Four or Character Five accidentally drink a love potion. Who do they fall in love with first? Character Two or Character Three?
Russian had been messing around with some things on Sapphire's desk in her office as he waited for her to come. Some liquid in a bottle had been sitting on her desk, pink in colour, along with some others. Well, Russian being the idiot he is, accidently spilt one of those bottles on the floor, and in his haste to clean it up, he slipped and fell on the floor. Well this caused the pink liquid to fall over, pouring out onto the desk, and over the edge, into Russian's mouth.

"Bleh! That tasted like crap!" He exclaimed, scrambling up and quickly cleaning up the mess. Little did he know that that was actually a love potion, and would make him fall in love with the next person he saw. Well, unfortunately for Luna, she was the next person to walk through the office door, leaving some papers on Sapphire's desk.

"Hey Russian. Sapphire need ya for a mission?" She muttered.

"Mmmmmhhhhhmmmmm..." Russian answered, staring at her with his multi - coloured eyes. All of a sudden, she seemed so beautiful in his eyes... He gave a light smile. Which really creeped Luna out, because Russian hardly smiled. Only when he was thinking sadistic thoughts or being evil or something of the sort.

"All right... Wellllll... I'm going to go now... So... Bye..." She muttered, walking out the door. Russian watched her.

"Ahhhhh, true beauty..." I think that from the tone in his voice, he nearly melted into a puddle on Sapphire's floor.

by **Hemlock** on Sun Apr 03, 2011 11:28 pm

Part Eight
VIII. Since Character Four or Character Five are under a love spell, how do they try to spoil their partner?

From the day in Sapphire's office and on, Russian fell deeper and deeper into the spell of the love potion. Whenever he could he opened doors for Luna, repeatedly asked her to lunch even though she always said no, and into the later stages of the potion, even bought her small things. Meanwhile, she continued to be creeped out, but was starting to understand that he was falling in love with her. She knew this was a disaster - she already had someone else, but she was unsure how to let him down. Well, until one day where she finally thought up the idea of accepting his invitation and letting him down easy there. It happened the next day. Luna was walking back to her house when Russian saw her and run up beside her, starting to walk beside her.

"Hey Lu, wanna go to lunch?" He asked optimistically.

"Actually, I think that would be a great idea, because I have to talk to you." Luna answered, looking over at him with a 'what the hell is your problem?' look. That definitely was not the average Russian for you.

"Oh, well, that's fine." Russian said with with a smile, then headed off to where he had been going before he had spotted Luna. Luna sighed.

"There is something wrong with that guy..." She muttered in an unamused way as she watched him walk off.

At last, it was lunch time. Luna looked at the time on a clock in the restaurant she had told Russian to meet her at at an earlier point in the day. It was twelve o' clock on the dot. He should be there soon. She looked around, finally spotting him heading her way. Once he came over, they both sat down at a table with two chairs across from one another.

"Okay Russian, I'm going to get right to the point. I'm guessing you've had strong feelings for me for a little while now, because before all this you didn't give me a care in the world." She said.

"Oh I know, it's very strange, but now you're just... You're so beautiful." He said in a dreamy tone, not able to take his eyes off her. She rolled her eyes.

"I'm not finished. Bbbbbbbuuuuuuuttttttt, I'm already in love with Saito. So, sorry... It just can't work..." She murmured with a small shrug, then got up and just walked away. Russian watched her leave, smirking.

"Meh, I'll keep trying. Who knows... I may just get you yet."

by **Hemlock** on Sun Apr 03, 2011 11:29 pm

Part Nine
IX. Character Two tries to steal from either Character One or Character Five. Do they succeed?

Luna sat in her room, bored, the day outside bright and sunny. She sighed, thinking of what to do. Then, a thought hit her mind like a train. She knew exactly how her own sword felt, light weight, easy to hold, very swift when wielded... But she had no idea how her brother's sword handled. She gave a smirk. Now she was determined to find out. But, wait... She knew Voltaire never liked when someone else even touched his sword, and even she was no exception... She would have to steal it. But... How? He almost always had it with him... The few times he didn't were in random situations and when he was sleeping. Since you can't count on random situations, she would have to steal it while he was sleeping. This still might be a problem... She was bored NOW, and the night was still far off yet. She she would have to either get him to take it off another way, make him sleep, or wait another twelve hours at least. She gave a sigh. This might be harder than she originally planned...

Soon, she walked up to Voltaire's door, just walking inside. He was her brother, it's not like he really cared. He looked over from sitting on his couch watching TV, his bare feet up on his coffee table, a steaming cup of coffee right by his right foot.

"Oh, hey Lu." He greeted, before looking back at the TV, some sort of action movie on.

"Hey bro." She greeted back, going over and sitting beside him.

"Whatcha watchin'?" She asked casually, also looking at the screen. He shrugged.

"Somethin' about somethin'... And... Somethin'... I dunno... I wasn't even really awake when it started, so... Yeah... It was just starting when I turned the TV, and I just thought 'why not?'" Voltaire answered her, giving a sigh, then a yawn.

"Mmmm... I don't think I'm awake yet..." He muttered, stretching. An idea sparked in Luna's brain at this.

"Hmmm... Ya know what little bro? How 'bout you take the day off and just sleep aaaaaallllllllllllllllll day long? I'll take care of your duties for the day. I don't want you getting too over worked, ya know?" She said, smiling at him, looking over at him. He looked at her with a 'what's the catch because there's no way this is free' look.

"What's in it for you?" He asked.

"Oh, nothing! Can I not just help out my little brother?" She asked innocently, frowning at him now. He contemplated whether it was a lie or truth, but ultimately went with truth. He then looked thoughtful. Should he take her offer or not? He decided to take it. It wasn't everyday Luna asked to do both his job and hers so he could sleep all day. Besides, he was exhausted.

"Okay, deal. Thanks Luna." He said, a small smile on his face. Sometimes, his sister was the best. With that, he stood up.

"Well, I'mma get right to it... I'll be in my bed if you need me." He murmured, stretching, then trudging back upstairs and into his room, shutting the door behind him, only audible by the clicking sound it made when it shut all the way. Luna smiled in that devious kind of way. She would go do the God duties to be done that whole day for both her and Voltaire, then return when they were all finished, when Voltaire would be in a dead sleep, and steal his sword. Of course, she didn't call this stealing, simply borrowing without permission, because she would return it later. She shut off the TV, stood up, and walked out the door, off to 'work'.

A few hours later, she returned, walking in the door and shutting it slowly behind her. She looked around the silent house, then slowly started towards the stairs. In the silence, each foot sounded like an earthquake, and she winced with every step, just trying to make sure he wouldn't wake up. Of course, Voltaire was a dead man when he was asleep, anyway, it took a lot to get him up, but it was just an instinct thing to want to make as less noise as possible. She finally reached the stairs and slowly walked up, taking one step at a time, pausing for a moment, then slowly bringing her foot up and forward onto the next step. She was almost to the top when some of the stairs creeked a little, making her pause with semi - wide eyes, before taking the next step.

Eventually she made it to the top and looked both left and right, as if about to cross a street. She knew his bedroom was to the left, she had just looked right just because. She then tip - toed to the left, going all the way to the end of the hall. She stopped before the door with the gold knob, staring at it. She closed her eyes and silently took a deep breath, clasping her hand around the slick knob. She opened her eyes and slowly turned it, wincing once more as it gave a click. She then slowly pushed it forward, and it inched open until it couldn't go any farther. She looked into the room. Directly across from the door was a King sized bed, and in it was Voltaire curled up, sleeping away. Luna gave a small sigh of relief. He was still in his dead man's sleep. That was good. She then looked around. There was his bureau, just a large, white bureau. To its right was his closet... On the crimson coloured walls there were some white shelves with things on them, and on the wall itself were hung a few pictures. His hardwood floor was clear and clean.

Geeze, I knew he never liked having a dirty room, but I never expected his room to be THIS clean and tidy when he left home... Especially because he's a guy. I think his room's cleaner than mine..., Luna thought, smirking a bit. She then looked towards his bed again, and to its right was a white night stand. And leaning against it was his sword. She smiled deviously once more and slowly crept forward. She reached forward to grab it when he suddenly stirred in the bed. She froze, looking over at him, eyes wide. But luckily for her, he just moved a bit, then rolled over. But she noticed something. His house was already pretty warm, he loved the heat. Yet, he was under his heavy blankets. Sure he loved the warmth, but even he usually wouldn't like THAT much heat... As she continued to watch him, he actually started to shiver. Her eyes widened, and she stood up, swiftly walking over to the other side of the bed and leaning over, laying a hand on his now sweaty forehead. He felt like he was burning up under her touch. That was not good. If his own Spiritual Energy could not get rid of this, this was one formidable sickness. He needed help. Now.

by **Hemlock** on Sun Apr 03, 2011 11:30 pm

Part Ten
X. Character Three throws a slumber party but only invites one person. Which character did they invite?

Seko decided to throw a slumber party that night. But he could only invite one person.So the question was, who would he invite? Well, he had four people to choose from. Kody, who he already knew was busy, Russian Roulette, who we wouldn't invite to anything for the sake of his own life, Luna, who would probably say no anyway, and Voltaire, who just might if he said there was going to be drinking. He gave a sigh. His best bet was Voltaire. He stood up from his table, which he had been sitting at, and walked out the door, heading over to Voltaire's house. When he got there, Voltaire was laying across his couch, watching TV, head propped up in his hand by his elbow. His other hand held the black remote in it. He lifted his head from his hand, looking over at Seko.

"What do you want?" He asked, looking back at the TV.

"Just wondering if you want to come to my slumber party ton -" He was cut off by Voltaire.

"No way in hell. Aren't those things for like, teenage girls or something?" Voltaire asked, rolling his crimson eyes before continuing to watch the TV. Seko rolled his eyes at Voltaire.

"Last I know, only teenage girls pause in the middle of their sentence and say "like" before something like that." He smirked.

“Ppppfffffftttttt, shut up…,” Voltaire muttered, rolling his eyes, continuing to watch the TV.

"But no, not that type of slumber party. There will be food, drinks - the strong kind, and movies." Seko said, looking at Voltaire. Voltaire looked at him, showing some interest.

"Ya know what? Now that you said drinks, food, and movies... Ffff, I'll be there..." He said, smirking a bit at Seko, then looking back at the TV once more. Seko rolled his multi - coloured eyes once more.

"I knew you would...," he muttered, "Anyway, be at my house around seven. Then we can start." He said, before starting towards the door, opening it, and walking out, shutting the door behind him.

"Mmmhhhmmm." Voltaire murmured, eyes trained on the TV still.

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