Belaya Drocellmeyer
Hufflepuff
Fifth Year[M:-1500]
"Why are you looking at me like that? I'm already dead. Mentally and perhaps physically."[Mo0:0]
Posts: 150
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Post by Belaya Drocellmeyer on Dec 4, 2011 2:13:53 GMT
"We were young then. So extremely young..." Belaya sighed sadly "Indeed it would be foolish and unnssecary so please don't. It's fine..."
"Problems? Problems?" Belaya scoffed and chuckled darkly "I had problems with my parents all right. But not petty problems like you'd expect, oh no I had to be that unlucky. I had to get the freaking rich, bratty, greed pricks that abused their kids! Then I had to get the best brother in the world who was just amazing but he was very sickly."
Suddenly Belaya realized she still needed to find out about her parents and stood up to walk to Lewis Redpaw, dagger and wolf at her side.
"Hey, can we switch? I'm the side that really wants this. Please." her other side timidly asked.
Belaya simply closed her eyes and allowed the switch with no hesitation. Her stormy, dark-blue eyes were harder than stone, colder than ice and sharper than a sword. Lewis Redpaw was Belaya's main target and she wouldn't rest in peace until he was drained of information and killed.
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Dec 4, 2011 12:48:25 GMT
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Belaya Drocellmeyer
Hufflepuff
Fifth Year[M:-1500]
"Why are you looking at me like that? I'm already dead. Mentally and perhaps physically."[Mo0:0]
Posts: 150
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Post by Belaya Drocellmeyer on Dec 4, 2011 16:03:26 GMT
"You don't know the grave mistake you are making. I've already learnt that the hard way. It still haunts me to. This very day." Evil Belaya sneered dangerously, not happy she was paralyzed.
"You know what professor? I have no time for this crap and in all honesty, we both want this to be over with. It isn't pleasant for us. Please let us go." Evil Belaya spoke for both sides.
There wasn't much Belaya could do, not being able to move and all.
"And yes, I was abused. I was abused in many ways and so was my brother. I need to find out what happened to my parents. I don't care about the consequences, I've already suffered because of the consequences. What does one more burden matter? It's not like this would be my first kill..." Belaya commented, no longer sure which side was which.
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Dec 5, 2011 19:37:43 GMT
[/i] like that, Drocellmeyer, just because I tried to do what any concerned adult would do!" Brent roared. For the second time on this long trip, he had reached the end of his tether. Only this time it was a lot worse. He felt like screaming and murdering everyone around him. It was a good job the he only felt like it and didn't actually want to. He fixed Belaya with a steely glare, a fierce anger showing in his deep brown eyes. "What are you saying? That you're a murderer?" he asked, an almost sarcastic tone to his voice. Brent chuckled darkly, looking down at the Hufflepuff, "Well, now I've heard it all! What is this world coming to? Little girls; killers." The way he spoke, the way he acted, the way he looked. It scared Brent to think about what he could be. He couldn't hold back the darker parts of his personality now, everything was out of place to him. And he didn't like it one bit.[/color][/font][/ul]
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Belaya Drocellmeyer
Hufflepuff
Fifth Year[M:-1500]
"Why are you looking at me like that? I'm already dead. Mentally and perhaps physically."[Mo0:0]
Posts: 150
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Post by Belaya Drocellmeyer on Dec 6, 2011 17:21:24 GMT
Belaya growled quietly, but once Brent made that second comment she couldn't hold anything in anymore. Her eyes were mixed between absolute sadness and pure hate.
"Do you think I wanted to become a killer?!? Do YOU think that I wanted all of this?!? Would YOU want to have your innocence stolen away from your parents? Would YOU want to watch your beloved brother painfully and slowly die while you could only sit there and watch? Do you think I wanted to kill someone at a mere age 10? Do you think I wanted another personality?" Belaya hissed angrily, she had never felt anymore upset in a long time "I never wanted any of that. I didn't want to kill him but I did. I had to. Why? Self-defense. The guy was trying to kill me for some random reason so I simply killed him to defend myself. Perhaps it should've been better for him to kill me."
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Dec 7, 2011 20:30:05 GMT
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Belaya Drocellmeyer
Hufflepuff
Fifth Year[M:-1500]
"Why are you looking at me like that? I'm already dead. Mentally and perhaps physically."[Mo0:0]
Posts: 150
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Post by Belaya Drocellmeyer on Dec 8, 2011 12:19:42 GMT
"I'm sure you do." Belaya sneered sarcastically "My soul never split because of killing him. It split because of everything that happened to us. Would you expect me to stay the same after all that happened? Would you expect me to stay kind and whatnot? No, the true result of that is one of pain and anger. Dangerous? Maybe. But we respect each other enough to get along and protect each other."
In all honesty, the young Hufflepuff had enough of being held in place. She gave a quick growl to Glamoura who had been patiently waiting next to her, waiting for a command. Glamoura understood his master's growl and quickly leaped on top of Brent, making the professor fall to the ground and break the charm on Belaya.
Belaya, finally free, quickly ran towards her black horse and brought out her dagger and wand.
"May Lewis Redpaw be in a cooperating mood today or he has an extremely high chance of death visiting him..." Belaya quietly murmured to herself with somewhat worried eyes.
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Dec 10, 2011 12:20:48 GMT
[/i] Brent let out a frustrated growl, knowing that annoying, boring voice in his head was right. Instead, he just about managed to climb atop his horse and followed after Belaya.[/font][/color][/ul]
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Belaya Drocellmeyer
Hufflepuff
Fifth Year[M:-1500]
"Why are you looking at me like that? I'm already dead. Mentally and perhaps physically."[Mo0:0]
Posts: 150
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Post by Belaya Drocellmeyer on Dec 13, 2011 8:32:28 GMT
Belaya finally reached the spot where Lewis camped. Lewis looked up at the witch and smiled as if he had been expecing her.
"I know what you want and I will cooperate because I know what you are capable of." Lewis Redpaw smirked "So sit and ask away."
Belaya stayed on her horse and looked around, wondering if this was a trap. After a few minutes she couldn't find any evidence to her hypothesis and glared at the man below her.
"What happened to my parents after I left? That's all I wish to know." Belaya said, emotionless and cold.
"Let's see... They were suspected for child abuse, fraud, corruption, you know what they did. They were almost arrested too." Lewis doodled on the snow, taking his time to give the information "Except they somehow dissapeared and were never found. That's pretty much it. "
"What?!? That can't be it! You did something didn't you? What the hell did you do?" Belaya gave out a shocked, sarcastic laugh.
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Dec 14, 2011 20:25:24 GMT
[/font][/color][/ul] (OOC:Sorry it's short, not much Brent-related stuff happened so yeah.. )
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Belaya Drocellmeyer
Hufflepuff
Fifth Year[M:-1500]
"Why are you looking at me like that? I'm already dead. Mentally and perhaps physically."[Mo0:0]
Posts: 150
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Post by Belaya Drocellmeyer on Jan 19, 2012 18:29:26 GMT
"Nothing." Lewis replied calmly, looking up at Belaya "It seems you must go now my friend. Before you leave, I want to tell you that everything has to change now. Consort with your other. Until we meet again Belaya. Last of the Drocellmeyers."
Lewis stood up and, with a snap of his fingers, galloped off into the far distance before Belaya could say anything.
"Fine. Let's e off then professor." Belaya said, lost in thought while hopping onto her horse.
The young girl knew what Lewis was talking about and she was reluctant to do what Lewis asked. Her other side was cautious of it too but the both of them felt like it was necessary.
After a few moments of riding in silence and discussing the matter with her other side, Belaya closed her eyes and sighed deeply, travelling to the depths of her mind.
"It's time. Take your part and play it well." Belaya and her evil side said in unison in an almost trance-like state.
"Yes my others." replied a third voice. The voice belonged to Belaya Drocellmeyer's third piece of soul. The voice that would be in control for quite awhile.
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Post by Brent McKinney-Jackson on Jan 20, 2012 16:15:18 GMT
[/color][/font][/ul] (OOC: It's the last post. It's allowed to be short. )
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