would it make us look crazy?

[misspixie]

If we did the unthinkable would it make us look crazy? She wasn't even American, nor had she ever lived in America and the song rang through her head. She couldn't even remember where or when she had heard it, if she had even. It was the thing that made her wonder how she knew some of the things she knew, like this song for instance, existed.

Cho-san knew that other worldly creatures existed, simply because she was one; it was impossible for one mythological creature to exist without the other to coexist along with it. Even though she didn't know the complete linguistics of the island she knew with her on it, that there was some kind of hope that she wasn't the only mythological creature living here. Of course, being the fraidy cat that she was, Ayame Lin Cho didn't want to know. Other than herself, and other Kelpie's along with that, she knew that there were shifters on Ivory (her first night here, over about a week or two ago, she had seen one).

Though, being the loser she was, Ayame simply walked away hoping that she was just tired and hallucinating. She hadn't really thought on it until she had heard some of the things people had said; with that knowledge shifter was the only logical reason behind what she had seen. Ayame hadn't ever believed in mythological creatures, or other worldly beings before the day she had found out she was a mythological being herself. She simply went through life, though feeling like an extreme outcast, like she didn't belong, thinking that the only things that actually existed were humans and spirits. Nothing more and nothing less. Of course, she only believe in the spirits, like Angels, God, and Daimon's for the simple fact that her foster parents were religious in some ways. They had raised Cho-san to believe that God was the creator - and you do not question his authority - and that with God there are other creatures; not all good.

Daimon's, she was raised to believe they had fallen from Heaven because of their devilish ways and the fact that they had sinned against the goodness that God had created. She was raised to believe they were similar to Fallen Angels. Though after her foster brother, whom was also a foster child, had supposedly died with the foster parents and their actual son she learned that Angel's, Daimon's, and God weren't the only beings that existed. A few years after the death of her foster parents, and the supposed death of her older sibling, she learned that she herself was a mythological being. A mythological being that so happened to lure in other living humans and drag them under water to watch them drown and then feast on them. It sickened her; if she could be anything but a Kelpie she would.

Cho hated herself, it sickens her to think that she needs to lure people in, to drown people, because she needs to eat their flesh. She hates that she craves for it. Though Ayame was never the type of girl to want to kill herself because she hates what she is, she's the kind of girl that likes to make herself suffer the consequences. Ayame Cho forces herself to go days, months, even years without touching the water that she needs, without luring people in to get the food that she craves.

Due to her forcing herself, she has grown used to being in her human form, in fact she feels better in it. Ayame Cho hasn't craved human flesh for years due to her sheer torture, or torture that was actually torture years prior to her suffering. Now a simple nibble did her fine... unless it was one of those days where she caved. For some reason today, she had to fight against her cravings.

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text banner from you're like voodoo! at caution 2.0.

tag open, anyone
notes i had muse, it sucks but i had it.

[FIAMMETTA GIACETTI]

HELLO MY NAME IS SEXY*

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The knowledge of beings from other-wordly worlds had never been a fact to bother Fiammetta. The life of this Italian had been one brought up knowing of honour and respect. Granted her upbringing as a child of a mafia don were not the most common of circumstances, it was the principle that mattered. No matter if you were rich or poor, if you respected the family, you did what you were told and didn't start no trouble, then you were fine (and allowed to live). It was no different here in her mind. It didn't matter to her what species you were, as you as you ain't causing her no trouble, then you're cool in her book. It was as simple as that, you give a little respect, you get a little respect which would give rise to an unspoken mutual agreement that you won't cause any trouble and I won't cause any trouble. Of course if you were to be disrespectin', then miss Giacetti would have no queries poppin' a cap in your kneecap. Because that's just how things were in the Giacetti family. But yet there was to be any trouble for Fiammetta on this island with any of the other beasts. But forces beyond the control of any of the other species at work were about to play their hand...

She herself was a simple human. There was no real reason for her to be here on this island, she felt but deep down it felt she was brought here for a reason. Like something wanted her here on the island. Something beyond the reach of human reasoning - something supernatural. It seemed to draw her to the island, like it needed her for something. It was difficult for her to understand but it felt like there was a pressure deep within Fi's soul, with a burning desire. The force could not speak, it could not control her but it was there almost willing her to be here until it could gather the strength to seek out what it desired. A force so strong unable to be contained by hell itself fought to seek the mind of the girl to use her to find its master. Its master who now resided her on Ivory. It seemed as Ayame fought against her nature for the right to become more human, Fia would have to fight with all her inner fire to keep her from losing it.

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STATUS; Complete
WORD COUNT; 389
TAG; Ayame
OOC; I'm sorry it is so rubbish ;o; it will get better when I start introducing the daimon more.

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[misspixie]

Honestly Cho-san didn't really know why she was roaming around the Village Ruins, she, like always, was aimlessly and thoughtlessly walking around the island. There was normally nothing else to do, other than eat, but Ayame Lin Cho would rather not become a fat Jap. She would prefer starving herself then eat most of the fish in the island waters. She couldn't eat on the creature or the humans that roamed the island because if she were found reducing the amount of people on the island she had a feeling that she'd be reduced to nothing.

Even though Kelpie were known as killers, she'd prefer not being killed. The odd thing is she is not completely a mean person, she never meant to hurt people, it was just mother nature. Cho-san had to live, and in order to do that she had to feed on the flesh or the energy of a person. It tasted better, much better, than the fish she was resorting to; or anything else she found that she could eat. Ayame rolled her eyes as she continued thinking of food it made her become more hungry.

With a loud huff she closed her eyes and began to dance to herself, had she realized the other person was there with her she would have done so. Ayame Lin Cho usually kept her dancing to herself, and if she had known that the girl was watching her, it would still be something she kept to herself. If Cho-san wasn't bored she wouldn't have even done it at this moment, but with boredom taking over her life she had nothing better to do unless she wanted to become a horridious cow. She didn't want that.

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text banner from you're like voodoo! at caution 2.0.

[october moon]

I apologize but I am deleting Ayame Cho from my character list. I no longer have muse for her.