Sunday, May 27, 2007

The Aftermath (The Characters)

Cries (Becca)

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Erifia has been… I don’t know, especially quiet. I knew when she threw me off the ship that it wasn’t her. I was proud of myself… For like, I don’t know, three seconds, before the massive migraines began.

She’s walking around in a daze… Yesterday, she had to kill a I don’t know, Magma Shard, or a Magnus Bard, or a Magnet Card… I don’t know, she didn’t even smile. I tried to read her mind, but there is this massive barrier, one I couldn’t even cross.

I tried to talk to her, and she just stared past me… Like she was looking for something, but couldn’t find it. She will occasionally say the Jedi thingy…

To herself, under her breath. I don’t know…

I guess I am asking for help. I don’t know how to help her.

She cries… Please don’t tell her. She has cried a lot for the past week. I just want her to be okay.

I feel like such a bad friend, I don’t even know what is wrong.

-Rebecca M.

Ps. 7

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Sick (Tatooine)

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Mommy is sick… She is blowing her nose and she is always screaming like she is hurt. I tried to help mommy… Mommy isn’t getting better.

I gave mommy my bubblebubkin. She pushed it away without looking at me. I hugged mommy. She pushed me away. I got mommy my old bottle. She tossed it to the ground.

I want mommy to stop being sick.

I gave her some medicines, the thing she sticks under my tongue, that always makes me better. She wouldn’t take it.

Does mommy want to stay sick?

If me –

Tatooine…

I can count to 8.

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Failure (Inferna)



I failed… Where did I go wrong?

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Sleep (Erifia)



Can’t I just go to sleep and not wake up?

If you’ll excuse me, I need to sleep, a lot,

Sobs and Pain,
Erifia Apoc

Friday, May 25, 2007

Screams (Erifia)

I stared helplessly at the men and the coffin. I fell to my knees. I looked at the men, who stared at me. They hung their heads low, and I felt tears fill my eyes.

“Is it?” I whispered.

There was a nod. I closed my eyes. When I opened them, the men flinched. I grabbed my sabers. I cannot recite what happened next, I do no remember. All I remember is standing at my ship, with blaster wounds and covered in oil.

It was then when I broke down. Tears rolled down my face, and I felt such pain- I cannot describe it for I have never- No… When my master died… I felt this pain.

I thought back then that it was a way for me to get stronger.

I was wrong… I feel… Useless… Helpless…

I am useless.

I miss him. I had just seen him… Not but two days before. I… I couldn’t help him… I…

I vomited, I think. I can’t remember. Deadweight was gone… It’s my fault… I wasn’t strong enough for him.

I stood, tears filling my eyes but drying…

I spoke, bitter words coming from my mouth… My own vow broken as soon as I opened my mouth…

“There is no emotion; there is peace. There is no ignorance; there is knowledge. There is no passion; there is serenity. There is no death, there is the Force.”

My voice crackled as did my stance against that… My eyes clouded over… I could feel it, as the sorrow was covered up.

“There is no emotion; there is peace. There is no ignorance; there is knowledge. There is no passion; there is serenity. There is no death, there is the Force.”

If you’ll-

Hu-

-Erifia Apoc

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Whispers (Inferna)



“See… Isn’t that better Erifia? You don’t have to do anything… Just let me pilot this body…”

let me out

“No, I don’t think I will… Not yet at least.

“It was so nice to be in control again. You would think the stupid fool would destroy my clothing. No… She’s not smart… She thinks she is but she isn’t.

“Oh… Who am I talking to? You, of course. I know someone is watching my thoughts, unlike her… Talking directly to you isn’t a sin, anyway. If it was, I’d do it more.”

To get to the small armory on Coruscant, I had to travel on Erifia’s hunk of junk. This led to both the idiot and the pest bothering me. She with he incessant “I don’t knows.” And the needy pest repeating “Mommy…”

Both of those beings are worthless. The problem is, for the people she cares about most, she fights the hardest for. As long as I don’t hurt the people she knows and loves, she doesn’t care.

let me out

She’s going to keep doing that… On and on… I know I seemed desperate, but… I was… If I can crush her spirit, then I won’t have to worry about controlling her body, right?

Doesn’t she seem so weak though? Sometimes I feel sorry for her, after I take control. The mental battle takes a lot out of her. It only makes me want freedom more.

So… Coruscant, Armory. When we arrived, I landed the ship, and went to the place where Erifia takes her constitutionals.

There was a letter there. Not surprising of course…

let me out

“Shut up.”

I read the letter out loud, so she could hear it, “Dearest Tri’lek, we have been called to duty… We are going to Altyr 5. I love you.” I sighed, “That was sick. Gah, those very words touching my tongue and lips makes me want to vomit.”

I went onto the ship, and the idiot and the pest began to chatter at me. I threw them off the ship… Literally. The idiot landed first then the pest. They stared at me, and realized my eyes were glowing red. She tried to read my mind, trying to help Erifia.

A surge of power went through my eyes, and she fainted.

“Ready Erifia?”

stop this

“I think not sweetie… We are in it for the long run.”

I kicked on the thrusters on the ship, and we headed towards Altyr 5. It didn’t take long to get thee, especially not in the hunk of junk. And when we arrived, there was a troop of men, an they were carrying a long box, six of them to be exact…

I gave Erifia control… Gave her control…

Now for the real Disquiet.

Monday, May 21, 2007

Disquiet (Inferna)



Hello Erifia.

Its me again.

You’ve banished me, you’ve stabbed me, you’ve suppressed me. I’m still here babe.

You can never get rid of me.

I just wanted to catch up, it seems to be awhile. You’re busy I notice. Not thinking about too much. It gives me plenty of time to swirl about your lekkus and find out things. I know everything you know, but that only makes sense.

I also have outside contacts. Things I pick up on from the world and other sith through the force. I know something you don’t know.

Do you want to know?

Let me out.

Let me free Erifia. I will tell you everything I know.

Let me out.

LET ME OUT! NOW!

I grow impatient Erifia. I know you want to know what I know. I know you have to know what I know. If you don’t what will you learn?

Let me out.

I grow impatient of your impudence. You are a ignorant idiot! You are worth nothing. All you have to do is shut yourself off. Just do it moron! If you don’t do it soon, I’m going to destroy your innards. Part by part your mind will be mind, then how will you fight me?

Let me out!

LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT!

Please… Erifia… I am begging you… You have to know this… We have to know this. Stop blocking me… Erifia… If you find out any other way it will destroy you, and if you are destroyed, then I am destroyed…

Erifia… I beg of you… Let me out.

Sunday, May 06, 2007

Real World Adventures with My Author 4 (Erifia)

“Hey baby,” he said while pointed at a random girl that walked by, “I’m Nabeshin.”

I sighed, and rolled my eyes. It had been two long days, of this. Him walking up to people, shaking hands, kissing babies, saying hello, flirting with girls, flirting with guys, I don’t know about this guy.

“Don’t you ever get tired?”

“Nope.”

“Why are you doing all this?”

“Good Rep… I don’t mean a word of it… I promise.”

“Even when you wished that old lady luck with her operation.”

“Well, I meant that.”

“So how long am I stuck in this stupid world?”

“You’re stupid!” He retorted.

“How long?!”

“Until they figure out a way to get you back.”

“But… Ugh!” I said, “You would think they would work faster with the promise of a kiss attached to getting done.”

A voice called through the crowd, as one of the guys from the room ran up, “Sorry we took so long, but it took us longer fantasizing about the kiss attached to getting done.”

My author laughed at me. Somehow, somewhere, someway, I think I get laughed at a lot. By people I don’t even know, or have even heard of.

Together they began to speak, “Okay,” said my author, who moments earlier was sounding like a babbling idiot, spoke, “So… What have you found out?”

“Okay, her being right here, right now is a geo-pan-dimensional anomaly. She shouldn’t exist. So… You have to stick her back in your mind.”

“How?”

“I don’t know, I guess you could shove her in through the ears.”

“That’s what you boys came up with?”

“No, that’s the simple explanation.”

I put on a pair of glasses, I grabbed from my author’s fro, and I spoke, “Why don’t we simple counterbalance the dimensional balance, by sending someone from this dimension in.”

The geek looked at my author, and exclaimed, “That could work, but who would be willing to go into that dimension?”

My author sighed, then he gasped as he looked up in the sky, and saw a Star Destroyer. He looked, and he laughed, “I have a better idea, Why don’t we close the entire portal. Shut the gateway down, and sew up the dimensional rifts.”

The geek responded, “That would take a Einstein Needle. Only three existed, now there is only one, in his coffin.”

My author reached into his fro, and he grabbed a weird looking device, “I got one right here.”

“Wait,” I said, “So you’ll never come and bother me again?”

“I wouldn’t say that, I can simply re-writ-… My author ran down through the crowd.”

The geek looked at me, and put his hands in his pocket, and he began to wheeze, “You’re pretty.”

I rolled my eyes. My author returned a moment later, and he took out laptop, and then he sat down on a chair. He began to click, and he looked at me. He typed something in and I felt weird.

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“Ahahaha!” He laughed, “You’re pink.”

I looked and I screamed, the entire crowd stared at me, “Change me back!”

He typed in a few things and I was back to normal. I held my fist at him, and he began to type some things up…

“I,” he said, as he began to type some things down, “Am fixing everything… Give me one second…”

The world warped around me, and I held a saber in my hand, and was standing over the broken bits of an AI droid. He sputtered, and he exploded, sending bits in the air.

What?

Don’t ask questions, it worked didn’t it?

“What did you do?”

Edited the older posts, and made it so our adventure didn’t happen.

“I hate you.”

If you’ll excuse me, Why didn’t that no good low down mo- *Sigh* Why didn’t he do that to begin with?

Hugs and Kisses, (Except for my author)
Erifia Apoc