*The setting is set up as being in the middle of a park, a deep-looking pond is off to the side, the grass is healthy and fresh cut, there are trees, most likely a forest, surrounding the park on all four sides. Ahead there is a playground, and only a few children run around. It is getting dark, and the sun is going down. There is a single bench in front of a water fountain, which is empty. You look around, and turn back to see Blaise standing a few feet away from you, hand on the bench. She smiles. She is wearing ripped jeans, a light cold shoulder shirt, and her hair down. Her skin is a light pale, lighter than usual, and her eyes are a light pink. She stands, facing you, and begins to speak.*
"Hello! I'm glad you could make it. I'd like to introduce a new gang member, Clarice."
For a moment, there is silence. Then you hear a crash, and a trash can goes flying, inches away from Blaise's face. She takes a quick step to the side, calmly. Things start to go flying towards everyone, as you all duck and cower. Blaise still seems calm.
"Clarice calm down. They are here to see you. Say hello."
You shiver, suddenly cold. It passes quickly, but your hair stands on end. You notice it goes through everyone like a wave, then comes straight to Blaise, and stops. Her hair begins to lift up, somehow graceful. She smiles a bit.
"Just say something, you've scared them all half to death."
You hear a small noise, like a child whimpering, and Blaise's hair falls down, back to normal. You hear the whimper again, yet louder. It begins to get louder, then stops suddenly, and you hear a small whisper, like a young girl.
Blaise seems satisfied.
"Show yourself, sweetie."
A shadow appears next to Blaise, slowly forming into a blurry image, and you can make out a small girl, about 9, levitating, her feet pointed. Her clothing is blurry, but seems like a small play dress which has been tattered. Her hair is two messy pigtails, one on each side of her head, and curled beautifully. Her eyes are a piercing blue, and she has her hands crossed politely, one over the other. She looks at the ground in front of her.
"Now, pick up the mess you've made without hesitation, Please."
The trash scattered, and the trash can, all of the sudden fly up, and back to where it was before. The sun has gone down completely, and the lamps have started a faint glow.
Before Blaise can finish, the girl, Clarice,'s clothing and color become gray, black, or white. Her eyes become a very faint blue, almost white. She looks to Blaise, scared. Blaise seems a bit worried.
"You will be okay. Just, calm down."
The girl takes deep breaths, and closes her eyes. A scream is heard from the playground, almost demon-like. Eyes dart over, and there is nothing. Clarice opens her eyes quickly, spins around, then disappears, a soft breeze smelling of sweet buttercup flowers is left. Blaise frowns, but then is calm again.
"Everyone needs to get inside. Within...Oh, the next five minutes. I mean, unless you want to be torn to shreads."
She runs quickly to the north side of the forest, where a cabin has appeared, though looking odd. It is completely white, and the windows are blocked with iron bars.
(I hope I am doing alright! This is kind of an RP, if that's ok. It also introduces some new gang members, along the way :D Please enjoy!)
(P.S. No automatic fixes, treat this as if you are human and have limited magic, no swords or magical weapons, but like if it is apart of you. Ex: if someone has cat ears, they can keep them. But no teleporting xD. Posts that ignore these rules, well, will be ignored.)
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