Birth of a Spirit

Kazumaru · Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 7:29 pm Post subject: Birth of a Spirit

((This takes place right after CP and I leave the Clans RP))

Kazumaru's eyes adjusted to the partial darkness of the area outside his lab. It was overcast; The sounds of trees getting smashed could be heard quite clearly.

Kazumaru ducked instinctively as the window of his lab was smashed by a paint can, and then he stood back up again. The spirit ran towards the door of the lab, and he sensed a paintcan falling towards him. Instinctively, he phased it through him, and a splatter could be heard. He ignored it, thinking it was just the paint can hitting the ground.

Thunder cracked in the distance.

A dull thud was heard, just before Kazumaru opened the door, almost tearing it off its' hinges. He set CP down on the table. "Sentinel!" He shouted. "I need-"

"You could've saved yourself that."

"What?" Kazumaru said, shocked at the interruption and not fully understanding.

"I said, you could've saved yourself that." Sentinel repeated. "He's stone dead."

"What?! But... But he's... I heard him just a minute ago..."

Kazumaru looked at his friend's body. His thoughtspeech came out fast and slightly slurred. ~Paranesia! Paranesia, Paranesia!

~Paranesia! Resurrect CP!~

Anyone who recieved his thoughts after that would recieve not words, but concepts- Sadness, death, sorrow, want, tears- and images from Kazumaru's memory.

When he'd first met CP, on that sunny day that seemed so long ago.

When CP had first been told he was going to be a father.

The meeting in HLS' chambers. Walking with coolpikaaa after he'd found that dagger and map. All the good times he'd shared with his friend.

~PARANESIA!~

The spirit held his friend's body once more, a look of anguish on his own face. Feet slightly spread, face looking up at his roof, the spirit shouted his friend's name in agony.

Shaon · Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 7:43 pm Post subject:

Paranesia was there immediately. Death was something you could sense from a far distance, unlike anything else she experienced.

She seemed almost solemn, sitting on the counter.

~You expect me to fix this? I cannot revive the dead, for the dead do not need to be revived. Behind you,~ she stated, ~is your beloved friend.~

She moved her head in a gesture to turn around, where the translucent apparition of the pikachu stood.

"Salutations."

Coolpikaaa · Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 8:12 pm Post subject:

Coolpikaaa looked around after being teleported just outside the lab. Why Kaz had taken him here, he had no idea.Kaz ran at the lab to the sound of snapping branches and a breaking window.

Must be raining paintcans again.

THUMP!
Kaz had dropped Coolpikaaa.
In the rain.

Pulling himself upwards, the electric mouse glared at the spirit, who in this case was still running, oblivious to the fact he had just left his friend outside.

Coolpikaaa stomped forward.He couldn't believe Kazumaru dropped him,especially when his conditon wasn't the best.The scientist was definatly going to get a piece of his mind.

"Sentinel! I need-"

"You could've saved yourself that."

"What?"

"I said, you could've saved yourself that."

"He's stone dead."

Coolpikaaa stood at the door.Time slowed.

Kaz was yelling for Para.

Coolpikaaa didn't want para.
He didn't want anything now.

The rodent was suddenly bombarded by random thoughts.The switch between reality and these flashbacks was so sudden, he knew he must be dreaming.
He felt like he was dreaming...

"Salutations" Paranesia had come after all.She was just sitting there, no emotions, and not planning on helping at all.Just there to bug him, even after he had died.

He felt very hot all of the sudden.Before he knew it, he rushed in and grabbed a knife off the table, and launched at the fox,screaming out swears.He then realized the knife hadn't moved at all.

Being dead sucked.

-coolpikaaa

Kazumaru · Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 8:20 pm Post subject:

Kazumaru set CP's body back on the table and turned to Paranesia.

At first, his eyes were taking in every detail- The grey walls, marked with blood and spattered liquids, cratered by the various fights that had taken place in there. Scratched by the creatures that had resided here. Scorched by the very same. The floor's gentle slope, towards the drain in the center of the room. The beakers and flasks in cupboards along the wall. The sink and taps. The tables. His beanbag chair. His couch. The cages. CP's pile of various things that he used to sleep on. A yellow, pikachu-ish shape.

And that damn fox.

The sounds, too, etched themselves in his memory. Paintcans, hitting the ground and smashing. Destroying trees. Clanging against the side of the lab. The cracks of lightning. The whirr of fans in the basement of his lab. The creaking of the still open door moving slightly in the wind. The howl of that same wind. The dripping of the tap.

The air was cold and damp, typical of a storm like this. It carried with it the odd smell of wet paint and rusting metal, adding to the strange smell of the fox, the spirit himself, and the copious amounts of blood on the floor. Burnt silicon, as well, could be smelled in trace amounts.

The spirit of electricity lowered his head, glaring up at Paranesia, his mouth slightly open and showing his teeth.

The Kubrick Stare.

The spirit growled. "You know what I mean, Goddess." His words were slower now, more deliberate, as opposed to the torrent that had flowed from his mouth moments ago. They were deeper than usual, as well. "Make him a spirit. Like me."

He took a step towards Paranesia. His vision had tunnelled, and all he could see now was that damn fox. The ambient sounds had all disappeared, and all he could hear were the words he spoke to the fox.

"Make my friend a spirit. Like me." he said, still Kubrick Staring at the fox as he walked. "... Goddess."

Shaon · Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 8:41 pm Post subject:

Paranesia sat calmly, showing no emotion. It was quite easy to show emotion that did not exist, easier to hide it within a projection of herself.

She felt, instead, the emotions of her spirit, watching herself through his eyes, and the emotions of the recently deceased, as he simply passed through her.

Needless to say, anger echoed through the halls.

The illusion closed her eyes.

~There are things above my power, spirit. The Order of Things.~

Coolpikaaa · Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 9:28 pm Post subject:

Coolpikaaa floated right through the fox.

How great was that? He couldn't even vent his rage.

Coolpikaaa stood in the middle of the lab.They probably couldn't even see him.Thinking back on his cut-short life, coolpikaaa realized that interactions with others was going to be the thing his missed most.

Then he thought about his family.
What would Tetsu-ko and BP do without him?

Coolpikaaa was in an even worse mood.At that point,he felt a breif touch on his back, and was gone before he could even turn around.

-coolpikaaa

Kazumaru · Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 9:39 pm Post subject:

Kazumaru's footsteps echoed throughout the lab. "He has a FAMILY, Paranesia!" he said. "And I know you can make him like me. The Order of Things has nothing to do with it."

Kazumaru phased through a stray cart. "I get my friend back, you get another servant... Everybody wins."

Kazumaru's mind still wasn't processing the scene- To him, all there was was that gray fox against a red haze. No sound. No smells. He could feel cold concrete on his bare feet, but he ignored that.

He still held the Kubrick Stare, and, in reterospect, he would probably look rather insane to anyone watching- He was, after all, a man in bloody boxer shorts and a bloody white T-shirt with a table cutting him in half while he had one of the creepiest expressions known to man on his face. All he needed was a knife.

He repeated his demand once more, picking up a knork off the tray, which was filled with all manner of sharp and dangerous-looking instruments (And a blue ocarina) "Bring him back."

Shaon · Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 9:53 pm Post subject:

She looked around suddenly, feeling as if something had changed.

And she noticed him.

Cool...Coolpikaaa...?
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~You do not seem to understand, Kazumaru. I did not "bring you back". Do you not remember those days, those ages ago when you cowered at the thought of me?~

Paranesia remained as calm and steady as ever, staring down her crazed spirit.

~Even now, your friend is gone. Gone to the Afterlife, the place you once wished to return to. Perhaps, someday, a god will choose him to become one of their servants. Until then, he is trapped, and I cannot retrieve him.~

Kazumaru · Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 9:59 pm Post subject:

Kazumaru's voice evened out. "I know you didn't bring me back. Technico did. Null point. You, as a goddess, have the power to..." he stepped out of the table. Paranesia was easily within his range, now. He spun the knork in his hand.

Somewhere in his mind, he knew that he couldn't kill Parenesia, but the cold steel in his hand was enough to make him want to try. "MAKE HIM A SPIRIT!" he screamed, launching himself at Paranesia with a fierce roar, knork raised and ready to maul the Goddess' perfect face.

Shaon · Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2007 9:26 am Post subject:

Kazumaru's hand was stopped, suddenly, by a misty, disembodied tentacle wrapping around it, holding it within the air.

The knork phased through his hand, falling to the counter with a clatter.

The fox sat, still completely calm in the face of the raging spirit.

~You do not understand. I do not expect you to.~

She continued to stare at Kazumaru, motionless.

~If I could revive your friend, bring him back, then why don't I have an army of spirits?~

Kazumaru · Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2007 11:43 am Post subject:

Kazumaru finally broke the Kubrick Stare.

Gray counter.

Cold floor.

Dripping tap.

Smell of copper.

Burnt silicon.

Thumping of paint cans hitting the ground.

Whirring of fans.

Howling of the wind.

Crack of lightning.

Creaking door.

Scorch marks, craters in the walls, blood stains, checmical spills, the slope of the floor, the drain, the sink, the tables, the knork, the glorious smell of burnt silicon, the beakers, his beanbag chair, the couch, CP's nest.

"What?"

Shaon · Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2007 3:30 pm Post subject:

~If I could just pluck any soul out of the Afterlife and make them a spirit, why would I have you?~

The goddess released her spirit's hand, the tentacle dissolving into yet nothing.

~My only method is much riskier, and produces less powerful spirits than any other way.~

The storm began to calm, less dull thuds being heard in the background, though by illusion or nature, it is unknown.

~Consider yourself lucky, however. Your friend happens to have information that is vital to our enemy, and you may indeed have a chance to meet him again.~

Kazumaru · Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2007 3:52 pm Post subject:

Kazumaru, no longer supported in whole or in part by his Goddess, dropped to the floor. "Goddess. You and I both know you didn't pluck me from the afterlife..."

A crack of lightning flashed across Kazumaru's unnatural silver eyes. "Are you unwilling to create spirits, Goddess... Or unable?"

Shaon · Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2007 4:56 pm Post subject:

~Kazumaru. Of course you can't understand. Why would I expect you to?~

Paranesia looked up, as the clouds began to break and light shone through.

~You may yet see your friend, but not entirely by my hands.~

Kazumaru · Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2007 5:08 pm Post subject:

Kazumaru raised an eyebrow. "Pray tell, goddess, then how?"

Sentinel's deep, evil voice rang out. "Prisms." A pause. "Nasty prisms, good sir."

The room was silent for five minutes, before Kazumaru finally realized what happened. "You're... not going to..." his legs gave out, and he fell to the floor.

He curled up in the fetal poisition, bits of himself rolling down his cheeks. "You're not going to help him!"