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  1. The laugh that sounded was as mirthless as it was hard to pinpoint. True, where Artifice saw the shadow was very well likely where the other was standing, in the darkest corner of the basement, but the sound of its voice came from all around while at the same time being in the center of his mind. What's the matter, little Artifice? Afraid of a little darkness? the voice said, mocking him for his supposed courage. Then the creature did walk forward, but, nothing more than the general shape was revealed, as it seemed like a constant fog of darkness was billowing from the creature, cloaking it from the lights in the basement. There was also a slowly growing fear, building up with every step the creature took towards Artifice. Was it being generated by the creature or was it some part of his own fight or flight at seeing something that wasn't willing to be seen, yet. You smell... there was a pause as the unmistakable sound of something taking several deep inhalations was heard from the creature's direction, mmm, so very delicious... It's a lucky thing for you that I've already had my fill... It had stopped several steps from the lad, but, even still, the lights were dimming more, casting deeper shadows with every passing moment.
  2. There was obviously a startled surprise to this. You're talking to me that way? And in all seriousness too. This made his non-existent blood boil. The one known as Ganthronex may very well have come into existence because of the male, those repressed emotions slowly having built to the point that he was brought into being, but after that point the Tulpa felt he was a separate entity. Dependent on said creature, but his own self none the less. His appearance in the basement was quite noticeable, almost like something the size of the empire state building had crammed itself inside the tiny space that was their home. You will come down here, now, the voice inside Artificer's mind said, implying there would not be any argument with this. Anger was as palpable in the air as humidity would be jsut before a thunderstorm.
  3. Stroke her, came the whisper, as it always did when she was in the same bed. Slip your hand under her shirt. Was it his own thoughts, some dark part of him trying to entice him? Or was it some dark entity trying to subvert his thoughts? Ganthronex, a name unknown to most, was hidden in the light here, now that he was weakened once more. The pair of them were his main staple now, and when they dreamed, ah, the delicious power that they offered him. Power enough to walk in open under the dawning sun and wreak such destruction and cause terror. Yes, that was what he was after. Though his true target in the building had eluded him, for the time being, he was still able to meet a goal. Now he had to bide his time, once more, until the pair were asleep and he could draw on their minds once more. The boy struggled in his dreams, which gave them a different flavor than the others, those that he slipped into the dreams of and watched them run in abject terror. He even listened into the dreams of the girl, the one that slept so deeply and completely that she might as well be able to cross over into that alternate reality. And every time she awoke, she rushed to her brother, hoping he could protect her, when he couldn't even protect himself from that which hauunted their nights. He would be sad when he finally broke them, but, to be honest, it was going to happen eventually, though he hoped later rather than sooner.
  4. WOLFIKIN!!!!


    Well LOOK who found his way BACK home???




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    2. princeben07


      OH, next time as in: Whenever you are ready to give me the details on what you're working on next...just so that I can keep up with you. You're always cranking out SOMETHING, lol!!! ^_^



    3. Galen Wolfe

      Galen Wolfe

      LOL... so I'll let you start your story, just tag me in it... and the little matchstick girl... basically, a woman who has been abused as a child develops pyro-kinesis abilities that manifest themselves anytime she strikes a match. She never consciously seems to direct what happens after this, blacking out just after she finally snaps and lights the match, and she wakes up afterward in the charred aftermath. She keeps moving around, but knows the government is chasing her, as well as some unknown person or group that seems to have abilities as well.

      that's the gist of it, for now. I used to have a better description somewhere but apparently I didn't save it to a word file so will have to wing it,

    4. princeben07
  5. I lost my way... But now I'm found... or wait... no... I may still be lost. 

  6. He was silent for a time, mulling this over as he continued down the road. So, five people, all messing in the same pot. "Too many chefs..." he mumbled to himself, his frown deepening as he fit the long muscle car between the rear bumper of a Luxury SUV and the front bumper of a semi-truck... barely. He was driving on auto-pilot at the moment. Then he snorted as he finally caught up with the terminology she had used. "God? The person in charge seriously doesn't call himself that, does he?" Considering what it was he was hunting, he very much doubted it was a skyward company that was involved in this.
  7. Galen could be heard audibly panting by now, along with soft grunts with every landing of his large foot pads on whatever surface he hit. Even with the help of magic, he was expending his reserves at a rapid rate. But, they were just passing the outskirts and the woods were not far away. He spotted a small cliff, off to the side, that would make a handy stumbling block for anyone that would think about following them. Sketti, I'm going to feel this in the morning... he thought to himself as he instinctively clutched the woman tightly to his chest. “I'm sorry, M'Lady...” he whispered to Anessa before he landed once again, this time bunching his leg muscles as he focused his last reserves of magic and energy into his wings. Focusing on the distant cliff's edge, he exhaled and leapt at the same time. The acceleration added by the down thrust of his invisible wings propelled them in a long arc through the sky, but Galen wasn't really aware of this. Blind for a moment as the world dimmed to near blackness around him, he was doing his damnedest not to completely pass out, which would be mildly upsetting to do while rescuing someone.
  8. SO...

    Yeah, for the last few months... damn near a year I guess... I've been dealing with a lot of shit. It's taken a while to dig my way out of the bottom but I think, for now, things are stable enough that I can say, with some degree of certainty... that I'm back. I'm just hoping it will stay that way. I am sorry for those that I had RPs with, I didn't exactly give any warning before I fell off the map. If the RPs are still there I will do my best to pick up where they left off.



      Welcome back 

    2. Galen Wolfe

      Galen Wolfe

      I'm just hoping I can stay being back

  9. Welks! hope you enjoy yourself... if you don't get love soon, then hit me up, I'll be happy to get you started here...
  10. Your style of writing is very, VERY Eccentric, and yet DELICATE. you have a way drawing in the reader. Your FANTASTIC Vocabulary is nothing short of a blessing!! love your writing brother...erm Fellow Wolfkin...keep up the good work.


    We should WRITE together sometime!!!



    1. Galen Wolfe

      Galen Wolfe

      Well, I'm waiting on you to reply with a story idea... I have lots of ideas, just have to narrow the list

    2. princeben07


      Oh, shit....well,


      I've been sick off and on for the last few weeks, so I'm fighting the good fight with my back pain. It's debilitating, but I have treatment OPTIONS now, so I'm doing MUCH better and thanks for replying fellow Wolfkin!!


      I'll get into my other computer and copy my ideas and toss them OUT to you to let you know what the options are. We should really get TOGETHER and brainstorm on SOMETHING...ANYTHING is good for me....I don't write with a lot of people on this site; I just READ a lot and try to come up with ideas. Out of my character repository of 1, 890+ Characters, I've got an endless supply of whoever that I would need for the storyline to get started, so once you get settled in, just let me know what's up G, okay?

      Love your writing thus far,



  11. Okiedoke... definitely cost effectiveness is good... I wish I could help more with the costs... I'll try soon though
  12. Galen didn't hesitate in his reaction, smoothly taking control of the body and rushing forward. The man stood stock still, staring at the skull headed beast rushing him. Galen was gentle, in the sense that his death was quick, but the ranger wolf was angry, having watched an innocent die like that. The man's head probably could have been ripped clean off his shoulders if Galen had really wanted to, but applying his anger in a brutal twisting of that head nearly a hundred eighty degrees was sufficient to make sure that one wouldn't harm anyone else. This is worse, Galen... Aku warned the one she shared her body with. “Yeah, this hasn't been around that long, not like last time. And that was a stronger reaction than last time,” he said as he looked at the fog, trying to figure out what was going to need to be done. Just then a constable came rushing up to him, placing a hand on his forearm. Looking down, he blinked to see the lady officer he'd promised a dinner date to.
  13. The happy demolition of another macaroon was paused, his beak having just hit the table, and the sapphire hued iris facing her narrowing to a pinpoint as he regarded that sentence in his mind at the same time he regarded the woman that had uttered it. Daintily cleaning up the crumbs of the last culinary victim, he then ruffled his feathers then settled them flat, an actual shiver running through him. “Whatcha talkin' 'bout sorceress?” he asked, lids narrowed now as he looked her over speculatively, debating if all the macaroons she promised to make for him would be worth what she was about to ask of him.
  14. He snorted at the idea of going into that store, his imagination already having painted a grisly scene that he didn't want to have confirmed. Instead he contemplated how he was going to deal with this newest of twists in his fate. His eyes had unfocused, looking out over the roof of the car and the scenery on the other side of the road as his thoughts circled the being that had been and still was his wife, if only in his mind. Then her question snapped him out of that gloom. “You're bored, I take it?” Glancing at the meter on the pump, noting the main tank was almost full, he nudged her out of the way of the driver's door so he could bend over, leaning in to toggle the switch to the emergency tank, making sure to top that off. He had a feeling he wasn't going to be stopping at too many gas stations, at least, not with her in tow.
  15. Galen's lower jaw hung looses on it's hinge, seeing the charred crater in the woman's abdomen. And she was standing on her own too... Questions later, we need to get going... Shaking his head, he snapped out of the more morbid thoughts. He stepped forward, leaning so one arm pressed to the back of her knees while his other arm pressed to her back, “Wraps your arms around my neck and hold on,” he commanded gently, sweeping her from her feet and cradling her to his chest. Crouching there, he took a couple deep breaths to help his lungs get ready for the sprint that he had planned. Gathering a burst of energy into his invisible wings, he focused on the path in front of him, picturing the route in his mind and setting the landmarks he remembered along the way firmly in his mind. Then the acceleration hit, keeping his leaps as horizontal as possible when he used his wings to dash forward, then running on the pads of his feet in between. Mindful of the woman bundled in his arms, he did his best not to make any jarring motions, still scared about the chunk of her body missing. But, Aku was right, he couldn't focus on that right now, now was the time to escape. Of course, by now, people had gathered on the streets, mostly to gawk at the smoking mess near the one spire, so he had to pick his route carefully to avoid out right bowling anyone over. But there were also other guards out here that had not seen or even knew what had happened, and he knew he was drawing attention to them by fleeing the area. Thankfully, though, no one seemed inclined to make the effort to stop them yet...
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