Maybe Im The One Who Is The Schizophrenic Pyscho

[midnightstars]

I lifted my hoof lightly, placing it queitly, as so the ghosts wouldn't hear me. If they heard me I had no idea what they would do to me, wait I did, They'd kill me, yeah that's it, I'd die. It's not like I hadn't thought about dieing before, like who hasn't? But the problem was, I didn't want someone else to do it, especially not the ghosts. Flicking my auds around, I caught a light crack, right beneath me, a simple black rotting twig lay there, sanpped in half. Had the gohosts done this? Was this them telling me to get out? Were they coming, yes surely they were. They were coming for me, I was going to die, this was it, and i couldn't een do it myself! What a crappy life this was, the ghosts were always following me, and the least they could do was let me kill myself. My nares flared, pools reflecting the horror within them, I surged forward letting my powerful muscles urge me forward. I had to escape, I had to, I must, I could, I would. Gait was faster now, full blown gallop at that, legs moving at a steady beat, chest heaving heavily. Another crack. My breath stopped, muscles gave way, body crashing to the earth. This was not good, not good, not good at all. They were coming closer, that crack proved it another snapped twig lay on the emerald sod behind me. Now i was here on the floor, with them coming for me, they were definately going to get me now.

I brought my pillars beneath me, placing my body weight on then, and straightening them out, to come to my full height of 15.3. I gazed at the forest surrounding me, it was pretty plain like most forests, a tree here, a tree there, a rotting log over there, leaves that way, stream this way, birds chirping lightly, making natures music, a snapped twig sitting lightly in the blade behind me. I kept an even pace, as I was just at the edge of the shade, stepping out into the golden sunshine, letting it wash over my coat like warm sticky honey. As I went past other equine, they took several steps back, this was something I was quite used to, as they thought I was completely mental and insane, which I very well may be, but I didn't see it. I kept walking lightly, past territories where stallions could be secnted, with their bands of mares, love is never something I really desired, and never something that had ever came to me. Mosr stallions approached me, saw the way i was, and went galloping home like a lost colt to his mother. Was I really that scary? In a personal opinion I thought my frame was slight, and my visage quite attractive, but maybe they saw it another way? Maybe all those rivers and ponds I'd spent my lonely days gazing into, had returned me the wrong reflection?

I had pretty much been on my own for my whole life, one does get used to having no company to travel with. My vile mother abandoned me at four weeks, how I survived I'm not sure, my father I never met, to this day I have absolutely know idea who he is, and to be honest, I don't really care. my past is behind me, and what has happened to me before now, is nothing important, I'm not one to stand and drawl on their day, I live my time as it comes, and not as it came. Out of everything in the world, I prefer to spend my time dreaming, that is when I am acutally able to sleep. It's nice to escape the body your in, and the world your on, to go palces that only your imagination can take you, places that inside your body you cannot go, that you can only visit during the short times when your soul is free. Who knows, maybe their are other beings on other planets, up there where the heavens get dark, and hold many stars, maybe there is another planet like ours. You just can't doubt the possibilities, because you never know, it might be true after all.

[azul.]

R I K U

Hey, you! Watching from a far away distance,
Hey, you! Who is afraid of big changes.

"Riku, please be a doll - go fetch me some more hearts so I can study you." No, I don't even want to talk to them. They bug me. "Switch places then. You are indeed a little on the.. shy side." Xehanort, leave me alone. "Why? You already have a family of fi- no, fou- no, three. You have a family of three. Can't forget about Snyper and Einjeru leaving." Be quiet Xehanort. "Come now Riku! It wouldn't hurt my research for you to just switch places - you know, be the extrovert for once!" Be quiet! "Hm, well. We'll see." My mind was heavy with Xehanort's constant bantering, and a scowl spread across my facial features. Why was he piping up now? Of all the times that I wanted to explore, go to Dekera Falls, and find a friend, Xehanort was seemingly at my side, investigating me. Again.

As I would come to realize, I wasn't the only having a bad day. My limbs moved at a steady, relaxed lope, rythmically pounding the soggy turf, aerials slowing perking to catch any sounds nearby. Though the Falls muffled any acute sounds, I could still hear something, or someone rather, galloping. Even I knew that Dekera Falls wasn't a place to go for a run, not even a pleasant run- but, by the sounds of this pounding feeling, it wasn't a sunny stroll. I started to grow worried, my limbs moving faster, and then I caught sight of her. Sapphire orbs sparked with worry when I spotted the running figure. I could see the sweat shining off of her stained coat, and then she must've heard something that I didn't, because she suddenly slammed to a jolting halt. Or atleast, she tried to.

"See? Now that would be a good one to study. She looks so messed up." I briefly ignored Xehanort's bantering, studying the female as her body crashed to the ground. Immediately, I picked up a game pace, almost a gallop, and drew closer, but I drew up in confusion when this new female stood up, and calmly walked off, like nothing had happened. "Interesting. A mix of personalities? Maybe she's disoriented Riku. Go see." The scowl spread across my facade again, and I snorted, shaking my head in dismay. Still, I was also curious, and started to move closer, making sure that my sapphire orbs were resting on this confusing figure.

I finally drew close enough, giving a rather loud warning that I was here. I had already scared some other equine when I was stealthy, so I raised my dished crown, releasing a soft whicker. Aerials remained pricked, alert for any motion, especially because this mare had made a change so quickly. I blinked, sapphire orbs glinting with curiousity. What happened to this mare? The only other time I had seen such a sight was when I witnessed Jaliya falling into a lake - trying to drown herself. The instant thought flashed over me, and I felt guilty over the matter with our daughter, but that would be another time. I resisted the urge to whicker again, and instead started to speak, drawing in closer, trying to appear normal. After all, a dapple gray, ghostly stallion walking out of a forest clearing and following a random mare is not normal.

"Hi.. Are you okay? I, saw you fall back there."

My voice was full of concern, and I quietly watched the mare, stepping beside her and just watching her. I knew that I could be in potential danger, but that was true for any situation, was it not? "Be careful Riku." Oh, gee, come on! "I'm just saying, it wouldn't do any good for you to get hurt, because I'm still stuck in your body." Like I didn't know that, but wow, Xehanort was worrying about me. It was my lucky day. I suppressed a scowl and sighed, looking around the forest, from the random fallen trees, to fleeing deer. It was serene, with only a few things that stood out. Such a calm sight, with three strange creatures; me, Xehanort, who technically didn't even exist, and this creature beside me, who seemed to have two split ideas. What a wonderful day.

ooc; What color is Ivalyn?

[midnightstars]

My ears twitched, I felt a storm coming on, a horrible one at that, the clouds on the horizon were black. For others weather can be scary, but for me, a storm is a thrill. One who spends most of their childhood alone, tends to learn not to be scared of the slightest things. When you don't have the company of another to tell you, It's okay, the storm won't get you, you have tot ell yourself that, and if you're scared that doesn't really work so much. Out there in the real world without another to depend on, someone to trust, someone to be with, life gets pretty hard, because when the times are hard there's nothing to divide the complications up with, it all sits on your shoulders alone, and if you're not ready for it, you most likely die. Sure for me, death was never anything to be afraid of, living was. But for others death was a horrible thing, that their mind loomed over for such a long time, because really what did happen at the end? Did you die and move on to another body, and remember nothing, or is that why you had De Ja Vu? Or did you go to heaven or hell, like so many thought, if so, what decided where you go? Or did you just die, and that's it, your dead? That's what one should be afraid of, the looming thoughts and doings of everyday life, not the doings of the afterlife.


The sky opened up, water drops pelting down from the dark swirling sky, blue light flashed brightly. Oh my god, the ghosts were after me again! Did they ever stop, couldn't I get away, I thought they'd leave me alone after I left their forest, they gave me a crack of a warning, oh, but now they were pissed, they were flashing at me. They were trying to blind me, so I'd die quicker. Where could I hide? Where could I go? I have no home, I have no shelter. A large bang sounded, shaking the world around me, right down to the ground beneath my hooves. That's it, their close now, very close. Their footsteps are sounding. No not footsteps, their....their....their.. stomping. They are stomping, yupp for sure their pissed, I knew I Shouldn't have stepped into that forest, If only I had listened. My life was a total failure, I lived, and now Im going to die. What a worthless creature I had turned out to be.


Over the pelting of the rain, I sensed another being was near. Was I being watched? Why exactly was I being watched? Was it the ghosts who were watching me? Had they made up the footsteps, to trick me into thinking that they were coming, but yet they were hiding away, stealing glances at me? Planning my death? Was that it? Yes, yes it was. It was definitely the ghosts. As a figure stepped into better view, I strained my eyes to make them out through the sheet of water. I thought you couldn't see ghosts? Was this a ghost? Was I seeing a ghost? Should I tell someone I'm so special that I actually saw a ghost? Tell them that they hadn't because they weren't special enough? Or would they just tell me I was a ghost? Was I a ghost? Is that why othes stared? Wait if I was a ghost, and they couldn't see me, then how would they know I was there to stare at me? Or was I like this ghost, a seeable ghost? Or was I special? Yes, I was special. I focused my mind, what the hell was I going to do about this ghost, should I turn and run? Should I stay? Was it a ghost? Or was it just another equine? Or was it a ghost that looked like an equine. My body reacted faster than my mind, deciding for me, that yes, it was a ghost, and that yes, I should run, and yes I am running.


My body had turned, on my haunches, and tore the other way. Yes now I would be safe, I just had to keep running. But it the ghost was a equine, could it run to? Would It follow me? Did it enjoy the vulnerable? Or the pursuit? Was I the vulnerable, and the pursuit? Was I the perfect combo of the two? Making me that much more desirable to kill? Oh god, was I making this worse for myself. I didn't care. My heart hammered heavily again my perfectly sculpted rib cage. Beating faster and faster, speeding up to pump blood through my veins quicker, to make me run faster, to give me more impulsion. Wasn't it cool that if you really focused, you could feel the blood tricking along it's paths to circulate your body? I thought so.


I came to a dead halt, muscles stopped instantly, hooves skidding on the wet mud. What the hell, was I doing? Why was I running? Why did I just run away from another horse, mind the fact that it was the first one to make an attempt at interacting with me in years. The sky clacked again, blue flashes bathing my frame. I sighed, why must I do this? I reared up, like a stallion with a big ego would do, leaping forward, forcing my body to go full out speed back in the direction I came. A few seconds later, I returned to where I had the confrontation with the equine. I had been gone, about a minute I figured. As I picked up the scent more clearly now, over the damp wet sticky must that hung in the air, I realized he was a stallion. Oh great, the first male to ever talk to me, in my life, I had just ran away from. Through the still heavy rain drops, I couldn't tell if he had stayed where he was. I decided to give it a shot anyways. Yes I shouted out boldly, vocals coming a little bit scratched from a long time of dis-use.



ooc: sorry if some parts don't make sense, it's a repost cause I have no muse for her at the moment xD