Post by Fenri5 on Jun 20, 2012 17:28:20 GMT -5
ooc: This can take place anywhere. Cause I want someone to post without having to worry about that. lD
Things have been, well, slightly odd since Jigsaw made it into the human world. Jigsaw..heh, that's what they called her. They? They would be her only two lackeys at the moment, Jesta' and Casualty. Because, if she had a cool alias, why couldn't they have one too? It had been weeks, maybe even months since she tricked that pathetic human into handing over her body as a vessel. One would think, as a demon, that she would want to wreak havoc and destruction, but it wasn't on her primary agenda. Since she has got out in the world, she has felt some sort of disturbance.
The disturbance could be anything. Could be another demon, like she and Polaris, but this she doubted. In her realm, it was hard for a demon to acquire a body to walk around in. And to put it in Polaris' terms, it was also hard for them to stay demons. Like she herself was having problems keeping the human's memories seperate from hers. The emotions..
They almost felt like a drug with how they came in waves. How did she know what drugs felt like? Willingly or not, she is unconciously knowledgeable to Sam's past experiences. Driving a car, doing this, doing that. Things normal humans do. She didn't expect to have to deal with all of this, but its like Polaris said, not many can handle the stress of it. The human emotions flooding you. Making you feel..not yourself.
Currently she was walking down a street in some terrible neighborhood. Most humans would probably call it 'the hood' but she called it shit city. Pathetic humans. She was only just reminded of how small her human form was when some guy slided up to her in a way that could only be described as sleazy. He'd probably be a kind of guy Alex would hook up with. No, he'd have more class, she thought.
Good thing he didn't bar her way because she would have probably took his head off. But why, oh WHY, did he have to speak? It was like scraping nails across a chalkboard.
"Hi cutie, where do you think your going?" he chuckled.
She turned to him and gave him probably the most bored look ever. Her eyes may have even been half moons, comically speaking. His eyes, however, after seeing her own red, shot up in surprise and he moved back a little. Her hands were in her pockets, gloves ready to slide off if he touched her.
Slowly, others started to gather around her in a circle. The human in her was practically screaming danger, but Jigsaw was not afraid of mere humans. They can only pierce her, however. Big deal. She was unarmed, though and that sucked.
ooc: Still getting in the hang of roleplaying humans again. ;0; so awesome.
Things have been, well, slightly odd since Jigsaw made it into the human world. Jigsaw..heh, that's what they called her. They? They would be her only two lackeys at the moment, Jesta' and Casualty. Because, if she had a cool alias, why couldn't they have one too? It had been weeks, maybe even months since she tricked that pathetic human into handing over her body as a vessel. One would think, as a demon, that she would want to wreak havoc and destruction, but it wasn't on her primary agenda. Since she has got out in the world, she has felt some sort of disturbance.
The disturbance could be anything. Could be another demon, like she and Polaris, but this she doubted. In her realm, it was hard for a demon to acquire a body to walk around in. And to put it in Polaris' terms, it was also hard for them to stay demons. Like she herself was having problems keeping the human's memories seperate from hers. The emotions..
They almost felt like a drug with how they came in waves. How did she know what drugs felt like? Willingly or not, she is unconciously knowledgeable to Sam's past experiences. Driving a car, doing this, doing that. Things normal humans do. She didn't expect to have to deal with all of this, but its like Polaris said, not many can handle the stress of it. The human emotions flooding you. Making you feel..not yourself.
Currently she was walking down a street in some terrible neighborhood. Most humans would probably call it 'the hood' but she called it shit city. Pathetic humans. She was only just reminded of how small her human form was when some guy slided up to her in a way that could only be described as sleazy. He'd probably be a kind of guy Alex would hook up with. No, he'd have more class, she thought.
Good thing he didn't bar her way because she would have probably took his head off. But why, oh WHY, did he have to speak? It was like scraping nails across a chalkboard.
"Hi cutie, where do you think your going?" he chuckled.
She turned to him and gave him probably the most bored look ever. Her eyes may have even been half moons, comically speaking. His eyes, however, after seeing her own red, shot up in surprise and he moved back a little. Her hands were in her pockets, gloves ready to slide off if he touched her.
Slowly, others started to gather around her in a circle. The human in her was practically screaming danger, but Jigsaw was not afraid of mere humans. They can only pierce her, however. Big deal. She was unarmed, though and that sucked.
ooc: Still getting in the hang of roleplaying humans again. ;0; so awesome.
