See What I See [Kohele]

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I must become a lion hearted girl Ready for a fight You are Manila Tasrid and you are currently asleep. You toss and turn. Something is wrong. You are not one who dreams, in fact you can not remember a time when you dreamed. But by the fact that you are tossing and turning in your sleep proves something is wrong. You see yourself in front of a tower everything is a blur but you can tell someone else is there. For some reason they glow green. However that is not the main focus at the moment. You look to the tower to see it has something on it that looks like an animal head but it is too blurry to make out. But you are drawn to it anyway, you want to go inside. Suddenly you and the troll you are with are inside the tower. You don't know how you got there but as you look around you can tell you are deep inside as there is little to no light. And the little bit that is, is coming the small flashlight the other one holds. The light points to something in the room, right in the middle. You cant tell what it is, in fact to you it looks just like a black blur but there is blood. So much blood. It drips a rainbow of colors despite its black cover. Suddenly you feel yourself angry. You grab the figure next to you, your movements so fast that you don't realize what is going on. Untill you feel a warm liquid on your hands. You sit up in your pod sweating like you ran 1000 miles. You are wide awake now and very concerned. What was that? It seemed so real to you but you know it cant be. You think you have seen that tower before like it was real. It all seemed to real. Especially the blood, you didn't even see the color there was just so much rage. You have never felt that angry before. You would never kill anybody. You don't feel safe. But you are not sure from what. There is only one person you think you can talk to. Before I make the final sacrifice

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-- mathmaticalPacifist [MP] began trolling nihilisticNuisance [NN] at --:-- --

MP: hello
MP: Kohele
MP: sorry +o bo+her you bu+
MP: um have you ever had dreams +ha+ fel+ very real?
MP: like really real
MP: bu+ no+ in a good way
MP: like you were ac+ually doing wha+ you saw in your dream
MP: do you know wha+ I am +alking abou+
MP: is +ha+ wha+ your visions are like?

[kohele]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] [STYLE=width: 400px; border-left: 6.5px #666666 solid;][STYLE=float: left; margin: 10 5 0 10;][STYLE=background-color: #ebebeb; border: 10px #666666 solid; padding: 2px; height: 80px; width: 80px;][/style][STYLE=background-color: #ebebeb; border: 10px #666666 solid; padding: 2px; height: 80px; width: 80px;][/style][/style][STYLE=font-family: courier new; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 10.5px; text-align: justify; width: 350px; padding: 15 20 10 20; ]You are Kohele Tanakh and you were unable to fall asleep. A sense of foreboding, a feeling you could not quite allocate to a specific reason, was tugging you out of any sort of restful sleep every time you got close. You ended up drifting between conscious and subconscious, flicking through random thoughts and memories to see if an impending vision was what was keeping you from sleep. You cannot quite find the trigger to the vision, and sigh deeply, further sinking into the slime. A quiet notification startles out out of your wanderings. You lift yourself out of the slime, not bothering to redress yourself with the abandoned clothes on the ground, trudging over to your computing device and grabbing a towel to lay it on the seat. A trollian chat window was flashing. There were messages coming from Manila, so you waited for her to finish typing before responding. SPOILER: Click to show NN: good morning NN: manila NN: and do not NN: worry you NN: are not NN: a bother NN: at all NN: and as NN: for my NN: personal NN: experiences with NN: dreams NN: i cannot NN: say i dream NN: in such NN: a way NN: but the way NN: you describe NN: does sound NN: familiar NN: to my visions NN: yes NN: but rather NN: than dreams NN: they come to me NN: in flashes that NN: override NN: my vision NN: but tell me NN: what was your NN: dream vision NN: about NN: if you dont mind NN: sharing You look around your room. From behind your curtains, you can tell the sun is still out. It seems to be setting into night time again, so you must have been drifting through most of the day cycle. You glance again at the discarded clothes, and consider dressing yourself because its considered indecent to be in your current state of dress. But no one's around to see you anyways, and you aren't planning on going anywhere so you find no point and remain seated at your computer, resting your chin on your palm while you waited for Manila to finish responding. ❚ CREDITS: Ambassador Tanz [/style][/style][/style][/style]

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I must become a lion hearted girl Ready for a fight You still do not feel right about the dream. Kohele was your obvious choice in talking it out with someone. Though you don't really believe in magic and visions, you know this was not an ordinary dream. And really the only one who could relate to that is Kohele. You usually avoid the subject with her as you don't wish to fight about the stupidity of magic and foresight. But this is a special case. SPOILER: Click to show [style=width: 225px; background: #303030; border: 1px dashed black; color: a15000; text-align: left; padding: 10 25; font-size:11px; font-family: courier new;]MP: you know I would never wish +o dis+urb you a+ +his +ime MP: oh my i+s no+ as le+e as I +hough+ MP: my +ime is screwed up apologies MP: a scien+is+s sleep cycle will do +ha+ +o you MP: bu+ I fel+ only you could help me wi+h my vivid dream MP: I was a+ a +ower MP: I didn+ ge+ a good look +hough because soon I was inside and +here was some+hing I couldn+ see, or wasn+ supposed +o see bu+ I was drawn +o i+ anyway and I saw i+ covered in a black shroud MP: like i+ was bad bu+ I was still so drawn +o i+ MP: and i+ fel+ so real as if I was really MP: um MP: +rying +o find i+ and needed i+ MP: and +ha+ me and MP: +he +roll I was wi+h needed +o find i+

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You leave out the part where you were a murderer, that does not need to be known. You didn't even want to mention the other troll but it just kinda slipped out. Across the keys....

Besides, it was nothing right?

The dream didn't mean anything, Kohele will just tell you it was a bad dream and not a vision by any sorts. Because how could it be? You are not a magical troll.

You are just, you.

And you wouldn't even hurt a thing.
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[kohele]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] [STYLE=width: 400px; border-left: 6.5px #666666 solid;][STYLE=float: left; margin: 10 5 0 10;][STYLE=background-color: #ebebeb; border: 10px #666666 solid; padding: 2px; height: 80px; width: 80px;][/style][STYLE=background-color: #ebebeb; border: 10px #666666 solid; padding: 2px; height: 80px; width: 80px;][/style][/style][STYLE=font-family: courier new; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 10.5px; text-align: justify; width: 350px; padding: 15 20 10 20; ]It's an unusual time for you to be awake, since you normally sleep in, having nothing better to occupy your time with, but you yawn and dismiss the thought, figuring that assisting your friend in the confusing journey of foresight was a worthy cause of remaining awake. You have a suspicion that she doesn't take the gift of seeing as seriously as she should, but it doesn't concern you too much for you know that she will learn to treasure the gift else risk a horrible fate. You rest your boredom on your elbow, once more waiting for her to finish her typing before even considering moving to reply. SPOILER: Click to show NN: do not NN: worry yourself NN: about bothering NN: me NN: for i have NN: little else NN: to occupy myself NN: with NN: other than NN: sleeping NN: and idling NN: neither of which NN: are quite as NN: discussing NN: the rather NN: intriguing NN: vision that NN: you shared with NN: me NN: and before we NN: continue let NN: me warn you NN: that visions NN: and the gift NN: of knowledge NN: is not one to NN: be taken NN: lightly NN: and you must NN: be extremely NN: delicate NN: in your NN: interpretation NN: but now NN: on to the matter NN: of what you saw NN: you say there was NN: a toweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeer It hits you very suddenly. Your finger freezes in the middle of depressing the e key when your vision is suddenly overridden and images flash quickly before your eyes. You're standing outside of a familiar tower, except now it has a dark aura shrouding it. At the top of it is very clearly a frog head, but you notice nothing else because suddenly you are inside, staring at a disk resting within a flower on a pedestal. You are standing next to a troll. There is a counter beneath the flower. It reads 0000:00:00:00:01:59:27 and is rapidly counting down. According to the counter, there is just under 2 minutes before something happens. The dark mist clouding the edges of your visions is uncomfortably close and creeping closer with each passing second that ticks by. you are outside the tower with the troll you cannot see clearly, and just as you think the dark mist is going to black out your vision you see a meteor crash directly into the tower. Your vision blacks out for a moment before you are suddenly back in your hive and any previous actions that were stalled resume. You take a gasping breath as you unconsciously finish typing "tower". You type nothing else, still processing the vision. From what Manila told you, it was extremely similar to hers. Too similar. ❚ CREDITS: Ambassador Tanz [/style][/style][/style][/style]

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I must become a lion hearted girl Ready for a fight You always seem a bit overloaded when talking to Kohele. Not so much the context, but to constant 'ping' from your laptop slowly pushes you towards madness. And considering your current confusion over the vision, more madness is not welcome. At all. However she has a point. If this is really a vision of foresight then this is not to be taken lightly. Murder in general is not meant to be taken lightly, in your opinion that is, other trolls dont seem to share that sentiment. But if you really are having visions of the future and not just a bad dream you need to find a way to interpret it so that you wont kill someone. You could never kill someone. SPOILER: Click to show [style=width: 225px; background: #303030; border: 1px dashed black; color: a15000; text-align: left; padding: 10 25; font-size:11px; font-family: courier new;]MP: whe+her you have much +o do or no+ MP: I s+ill don+ wan+ +o bo+her you MP: I know +o +ake this seriously MP: I FEL+ +he vision MP: i+ fel+ weird and scary and I know +ha+ i+ needs +o be accoun+ed for MP: which is why I am +alking +o you MP: no one else can help me wi+h figureing ou+ wha+ i+ means MP: I need you for this MP: bu+ yes back +o +he ac+ual vision MP: yes a +ower MP: I know Ive seen i+ I jus+ can+ for +he life of me place where MP: it had a head +hough MP: which is weird I know bu+ i+ is wha+ I saw

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You still feel the need to leave out the murder, but you have a bad feeling she knows you are lying about something. Not that you are lying, more omitting the truth. You don't want her to get the wrong idea that you are planning to kill someone. Not that she would likely care, but you care as it is not who you are.

Or well.... You hope it isn't.

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Before I make the final sacrifice

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