Fantasy Soul Secrets

[Brax]

"I don't have a choice, neither the time, to just sit around." Cameron replied, looking back at Chantal as he spoke. "There are people who I gotta protect, the fact of whether i'm in pain or feel weird doesn't matter. They think i'm dead." He saw Ben look over at his old body, crumpled and disheveled, but she didn't know he was still alive. By now, she must have told everyone that he was out for the count. Logic says so, anyway. Cameron was limping slightly, but that was only due to the fact that he hadn't gotten used to the body yet.


V was much taller, and larger-built than Cameron was previously. There was a lot more mass to shuffle about. Even Chantal looked much tinier than before. Cameron ate pain, he didn't get slowed by it. Regardless if it was there or not, he had to keep pushing through it always. That was the price of glory, greatness, strength. It always had been and it always will be. He nodded, waiting for her to remove her hand from his chest before he kept moving again. If that didn't happen, he would simply pull her along. They had to get back to the group, they had to get down south. It was a plan that had been in motion for an exponential amount of time, but due to unforseen events, was obviously put on hold.


When they got out of the building, Cameron accidentally bumped into another person who was walking past. As his shoulder and the forearm of his left side hit their body, his armor completely retracted into a device on his wrist. Staring down at it awkwardly, Cameron responded with a confused demenor. The person next to him ran in horror. The clothing that V was wearing underneath his armor consisted of absolutely nothing but a pair of gym shorts.


"... Maybe we should stop off and get some clothes." And with that, Cameron remembered something. Telling Chantal to wait, he ran up to his old body and grabbed all of the crap from it's pockets, sadly peering down at who he once was for a couple of moments before returning with the various items in his hands.

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[decomposition]

Chantal sighed again, but softly this time. “I know, but...” She looked up at Cameron and saw determination and strength waltz in his eyes as they looked at her. Her bros furrowed ever so lightly and gave him a tiny nod after he did, removing her hand from his chest. She allowed him to pull her along and thought to herself.


Getting back to the others and head down south was first priority, of course, but how would he convince them that he was still the Cameron they know? He obviously looked different – taller, his hair significantly darker, more muscle mass – and the only way she eventually knew it was him was because of the bond that they shared. Julie might be easy to convince, but the others?


She tightened the grip on his hand has they made their way through the supermarket, ending up outside until Cameron had bumped into someone coming in. The slight collision caused his armor to withdraw into a device on his wrist, leaving him in a pair of shorts. Even though she was confused, and slightly afraid, a blush made its way onto her face. She looked away before Cameron told her to wait, making her feel awkward as she just stood there and earned stares from a few people.


Calming down her embarrassment, Chantal walked over to the edge of the road and looked towards the direction the group was waiting for them at. The sun was already starting to set, causing blends of orange and purple hues to appear in the sky. She was also starting to feel a bit chilly, seeing how she discarded her top last night, wearing only a bandeau to cover her upper torso. Bringing her hands up to first brush her hair back with her fingers, she then placed them on her arms and rubbed the skin in hopes of warmth.


She turned around just in time to see Cameron return with items in his hand and walked over to meet up with him. “I saw some basic clothes near the register when you were gone,” she said, nodding her head to that direction. “I'll wait here while you pick out something to cover yourself with,” A shiver ran through her body but ignored it. Cameron was more important right now than the cold air. Before he would leave, however, she reached and grasped his forearm. “And, I love you, as well.” she said soft enough so only he could hear with a smile.

 

[Brax]

Cameron listened to what she said, and nodded. He could go back in and grab some clothes, not only for him, but for his scantily-clad female friend as well. She had to be cold. He was a bit nippy being outside, so he could only imagine how she felt. He was beginning to walk away, when she grabbed him and she told him that she loved him. With a small smile, he nodded his chin down slightly and responded. "I know you do."


Then, he broke away from her grasp to walk back into the department store that he was originally in. Despite the fact that he didn't have his old body, Chantal still wanted him. It was a relief, for her to see him for who he really was. When Cameron walked back inside of the department store, it was closed. Not counting himself out to do a bad deed, he spent a couple of minutes grabbing some things that both he and Chantal needed. For instance, he grabbed her a real, white v-neck shirt and a blue sweatshirt for her to wear


. He grabbed himself the same, but in different colors (purple and orange) with different logos and larger sizes. He also grabbed a real pair of pants, just a pair of gray sweatpants. He walked out without paying, and breaking the security cameras. Cameron didn't want to seem like a bad guy, he just needed some things and the store happened to be closed. Maybe they should have stayed open to get some of his money. Sucks to be them.


The young man moved back outside, handing both the shirt and the sweatshirt to Chantal in the process. "When we reach south, i'll pick up some more clothes for us. This will be good for now." Then, he looked over the bridge to see the rest of the group below. "We should get going." Wouldn't want anyone to wait any longer to get moving. Considering that they waited long enough as it was, and explaning that he was still Cameron was bound to take an exponential amount of time.

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[chompie]

Honesty let his eyes drift open and shut. Despite him still silently suffering from the unknown weight on his shoulders and chest, he suddenly eased into a laying position. Well, actually, dropped into the position and grunted. He was gasping slowly for air, this unknown press on his lungs were unbearable. Honesty wished that sleep would take him into her or his arms, but sleep seemed to be too busy to notice and attempt to end his pain even for a little. His eyes had those glazed over, far away looks in his pupils. No ocean. No roaring waves. Maybe just a beach without any water at all. Honesty's head turned, looking at a teensy spider mindin' it's own business. Mentally he said hello, then closed his eyes and left the creature to it's whereabouts.

 

[Mikailgirl]

Valentina stood and yawned. "So when those two get back can we finally leave this god-forsaken town. I've seen 4 corpses, a demon possession, a disappearing store with nothing but eye photos, so much of my little family get hurt and when those two come back I'll bet it will be even more craziness. I just want to get away from here." She finishes and angerly eats a little chocolate bunny .

 

[decomposition]

Chantal's smile faded once Cameron went back into the store, noticing lights already being turned off from the back. She was starting to feel uneasy about the given situation but shook it off and just convinced herself it was just the fact she hadn't eaten anything in the past 24 hours. Well, that and seeing a deceased body can really take it's toll. Another shiver went through her body.


All of this happening in the short amount of days was really unbelievable to her, as if life was really testing them and pushing them on edge. Just for what? Being they had souls and were 'different' from everyone? They were just as normal as the next person, so she couldn't fathom any theory why people would just hate them for who they were.


She rubbed her arms and started to slightly jog in place, awaiting Cameron's return. A male on the opposite side of the street gave her a loud cat call – a whistle and a derogatory remark – but she ignored it. Chantal bit her inner cheek, wanting to leave this godforsaken town and just get to the safe house Cameron had promised.


She was relieved when he returned back to her with clothes which looked like to be for the both of them. Not be use to people giving her things without her saying so, she said a mere, “Thanks” in a light tone as she retrieved the items. With the shirt slipped on, Chantal nodded and started to walk ahead of him. “I'm already ahead of you,” she joked while putting on the last article of clothing. “Hopefully convincing the others won't be too bad.”

 

[Idyllia]

"Tell me about it." Katarina sighed, reviewing her life in the past few days. It's been pretty action-packed and she desperately wanted to know what was next, since obviously bad things only happen to them instead of normal people without fancy abilities or powers. Katarina heard her stomach growl as she eyed Valentina's chocolate treat. "Where did you get that?"

 

[Mikailgirl]

She dumps her pockets and all sorts of candy treat fall out. "You can have one, eating all this on my own would cause me to have a stomach ache. I'm also still hopping they picked up my swiss cake rolls." She pouts and finishes the bunny. "Like a cake rolls are to much to ask for."

 

[Brax]

"It's going to be fucking awful." This was the response that Chantal got from Cameron, the only one, as she walked forward. Cameron caught up pretty quickly, giving a small couple of jog-steps to the matter at hand until they were walking side by side. He really had no idea what he was going to do once they got back. There obviously was no easy way of going about it, so chances were that Cameron was going to have to think up of some sort of plan during their walk, to break the news that he was still Cameron. It was easy to understand that the violence threat was minimal, but this was a group of people who thought he was dead. In a world filled with crooked people, souls and government employees alike, they surely couldn't expect any good news.


Cameron, during his walk, pulled out the quarter-pound of marijuana that he had left before he was murdered. Previously, some might remember that Cameron was intent on quitting. However, if there was any time to smoke one up, it was now. He was just murdered, for Christ's sake. Coupled with the fact that he was going to go home to a group of potentially sketchy or his... Well, friends, who could turn violent, Cameron simply felt that he deserved it. So, he rolled away and sparked his shit up.


When they finally arrived, Cameron contemplated letting Chantal walk in first. This was before he kicked the door open, causing it to fly off of it's hinges accidentally. Wow. The new body was probably going to take a bit of time to get used to... Considering how awkward of an entrance that was. Pink hues moved from face to face, of everyone he could see; hopefully, they would be awoken by the large couple of bangs the door produced. The initial kick, the tumbling on the floor, the wood smashing into the wall a couple of feet away. You know. A couple bangs.


"We goin' south, or wat?"

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[RandomBomb]

James looked over at the newfound sound. V was hanging with... Chantal? "What the hell are you doing with V, Chantal? Do you remember the supermarket?" James was pissed off now. Chantal had the nerve to do that after everything? James began to get ready for a fight, even with his broken arm. James was not letting V travel with them. He killed Cameron, broke his arm, and was a government soul. James was going to get V the hell outta here, and he wouldn't leave until he did.

 

[SHSLGoddess]

Travis was outside while crouching, he moved his finger on the ground as if he was painting something.. He was waiting for the others to come back so they can get out of this place, though he wasn't sure if the next location will be better. He was starting to think that their "gift" were more like curses. It was as if whole group are a magnet for trouble and headaches, or maybe they were super duper unlucky. Either way, he just wants to catch a break. Tina suddenly started ranting about their troubles, including some he has never heard about. "Corpses? When did you..."


Suddenly, he heard a door get smashed, poor door. He turned around and saw Chantal with some guy he never saw before, he looked very intimidating. Where was the other pink soul, did something happened to him? " Um... Excuse me, Who are you?" He asked the newcomer.

 

[Harlan]

After the crash, Julie slowly opened his eyes, as if he just awoken from a long slumber despite an hour not having even past. An odd phenomenon occurred when he shifted his body upright, his eyes left a trail, a green current. An aftereffect of the realistic dream he had, he still remembered it clear as day. He felt rested, his body moved better than he would expect. Normally Julie would be bolting out of the room after hearing something that potentially dangerous, but instead he moved with a deadly calmness. Ben could not had anticipated that he had left the bedding, it was too natural. Opening the room's door, Julie stared straight at Cameron's eyes, and only focused on his eyes.


"...Cameron?" He asked, before the whole picture came into view. His mind snapped out of his trance, his movement losing its sharpness."...Did you get a haircut or something?" He asked curiously. Julie was back to normal, his normal terrible-at-studying self. He puts his hand on his mouth, trying to piece in together what felt off about Cameron but he just couldn't put his finger on it. "Oh you're taller too!"

 

[Mikailgirl]

"Stranger danger, stranger danger! Where's Cameron?!" She looks confused and a bit worried if Cameron was gone would she ever get her cake rolls and why does crazy crap keep happening, they really needed to leave this stupid town.

 

[chompie]

Honesty is jolted awake by Valentina's 'stranger danger' signal, more by her loudness than the actual message that there was a stranger about. He leaned up his head to swiftly scan the room. There was indeed a 'stranger', but his neck and head lost power and he laid back down again. Whatever, the others will go and chatter it, he'll just listen here if he stays awake. The blue soul wasn't very concerned about the situation. He, right now, did not have the strength to even question the stranger or anyone else. Honesty rolled over onto his side, trying to get some sleep, again. Hopefully they won't be so loud.

 

[decomposition]

She smiled as Cameron walked beside her and fiddled idly with her new sweatshirt, smoothing it out with her hands. Knowing him, as little as it was, he didn't want to talk during their walk back to the group and Chantal was absolutely fine with that. With her not being a talkative person in the first place, along with what he had been through, silence was enough for the both of them.


She noticed him pull out his psychoactive drug, the sight of him rolling it and eventually smoking it bad her sad but she understood. In fact, if she was in his shoes, she'd probably do the same thing. So, she sighed quiet enough so he couldn't hear and reached her hand up to come in contact with his arm, giving it a supportive stroke. She couldn't do much else that just be with him, after all.


When the time came of their arrival back to the apartment, Chantal was prepared to go through the door first so that the group could see a familiar face before Cameron's. Well, that was before he abruptly kicked the door down, making her jump and everyone else as well. She looked at him, bring a hand up to the bridge of her nose and squeezed it gently. They should've taken at least an hour for him to get use to his new body like she suggested.


Removing her hand from her face as James approached her, Chantal frowned. “James, calm down,” she soothed. “He isn't who you think he is.” She looked around the room and hoped everyone wasn't about to cause havoc like the white soul was apparently about to.

 

[Brax]

When James seemed all angry, Cameron scoffed. On his face was a dull expression, his neck slightly elongated downward to pull off such a stupid face. "I should be more angry at you. I save your ass, and you don't even come looking for me." Tsk, tsk, tsk. Shame on you, sir. Shame on you. Next up? Travis, of course, asking who he was. Then, Valentina asked where Cameron was. Bringing his expression back to normal, he scanned the room to see everyone else's expressions. "Is that all the questions we have? If I was some weird douche who wanted to kill you, you'd probably all be dead right now."


Cameron shrugged. It was better off this way, of course. He knew it. "Julie's right. I'm Cameron, albeit with a slight change in appearance." V totally whooped his ass. Like, mercilessly, there was absolutely nothing he could do. Luckily enough, Cameron's subconscious was able to take over when his body passed on. Without being a soul, he definitely would have been done. Then again, if he wasn't a soul, he wouldn't have gotten into the mess to begin with.


The young man crossed his arms, cocking his head back slightly. "I don't even know how Julie got it. Must have been the eyes." Cameron pointed to his eyes, which were of course, bright pink. Really bright pink, like a pink soul's. Duh. He kept his mouth shut for a moment, shaking his head horizonally from side to side. "Seriously. Can we go? I can explain everything that needs to be explained on the way." They shouldn't spend any more unneccessary time just screwing around.

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[Idyllia]

Katarina grabbed a candy bar and started chewing on it, as someone decided to break down the door. She looked up to see Chantal and some other person. "Where's Cameron?" She said hoping for the best but expecting the worst. Was Cameron dead? This man with her, looked kind of like Cameron, but there are some slight differences. The eyes are definitely the same. The man quickly approved her thinking, stating he is Cameron. But how did he do that? Katarina asked herself. Suspiciously eyeing Cameron, she threw away her candy wrapper and stood next to Valentina.

 

[Mikailgirl]

"Yeah that's Cameron, I can tell by his tone and the way Chantal likes him." She rolls her eyes before grabbing her bag. "Alright lets go but somebody help me get Honesty, demon possession really took a toll on him."

 

[Harlan]

Julie looked around at the others, like they stupid and confused, but mostly stupid."It's pretty obvious that he's Cameron..." He found it odd, why everyone was so shocked just because Cameron decided to get a new hairdo, it didn't even look that bad. He shrugged before turning toward Cameron,"Yeah going south now would be pretty good, the city isn't exactly all that welcoming." he shrugged again. Everyone seemed more out of it the longer they stayed here.

 

[Idyllia]

"Alright," Katarina says, lifting her accusing gaze. "Let's go then." She walked out of the door with nothing but a confused mind. She hadn't even got a hint as to how Cameron looks different. He said that he would explain it on the way there, but knowing Katarina, she might not listen. She would be too immersed in her surroundings or playing with fire. I wonder if spirits go back and visit their corpses, if they're not buried. She thought to herself, thinking about the cursed room with corpses and an Ouija board. Katarina really needed to leave this ghost town, she hated it there. She felt as if everyone would go crazy if they stayed there any minute longer.


Katarina yelled out as she felt the breeze hit her. Everywhere they go, there's trouble awaiting them. "It's not fair!" The more they go through, the more paranoid she is going to get. She pictures herself throwing fireballs aimlessly at innocent civilians, just because their name is Emma. Shaking her head at the weird, confusing thoughts, Katarina concluded that she needed to get out of the town fast and find a better place to sleep. She hadn't had a good sleep in what seemed... ages.

 

[SHSLGoddess]

Travis didn't have the slightest idea as to how the pink soul's appearance changed like that, and maybe he shouldn't ask. Perhaps they truly are a bunch of weirdness magnets, and maybe he shouldn't question anything anymore. Being a Soul probably meant giving up normality in return. What if it was the town itself? Valentina DID mention a disappearing store. He needed to rest, but after they get away from here. " I hope we don't get crushed by a meteor sent by an alien on the way to south." He hoped as he got ready to leave.

 

[decomposition]

Chantal glanced over at Julie with a small smile and knew he would be able to tell if Cameron was actually, well, Cameron. However understandable the others expressions and statements were, she couldn't help rolling her eyes a little at them. She ignored everyone's comments and went over to Honesty, kneeling next to him to check if he was alright. She heard Valentina's request to help him up and sighed, standing back up and directed a hand at him.


Using her telekinesis, Chantal created another barrier around the blue soul and suspended him in the air again. Her stomach growled and she knew her being hungry was affecting her usual mood. Making sure Honesty was somewhat comfortable in her psychic construct, she turned on her head and made her way towards the door. She looked at Cameron, saying, “Can we just go?” in an annoyed tone and exited the apartment, being careful with Honesty, of course.

 

[Harlan]

While everyone was preparing to go, Julie had entered the room with the children lying in the bed. The room gave a satanic vibe to it, the result of a badly placed ouiji board game. Julie didn't let the ghosties bother him though, as he looked at the children one last time. He left the room after giving them a proper memorial, a decorated resting place that held each of their little bodies made from fine wood. Julie walled off access to the room with his powers before grabbing his bag, not mentioning a word of what he did.


"Yeah we can go" he said, looking forward to move on from this mess of a town.

 

[Brax]

Cameron nodded, without saying a word. Then, he sent a wink to Julie after he agreed that it was time to go. After Chantal exited through that door, Cameron followed only a couple of seconds later. Looking up at the way that the sun was setting, it turned out that south on the map was actually to the west of their current location. Cameron led the group to the town before turning onto the main road. It wasn't a long walk, but it was long enough that they might have to make a stop to sleep before arriving in the morning. In particular, Cameron was beginning to feel slightly nauseous as he went.


Sweat slowly began accumulating at the top of his forehead, as well. What was going on? At first, Cameron thought that it might be a possibility that V's body was becoming sick, but then he realized that it wasn't a typical kind of illness, but a self-made one. The man had been previously addicted to something, as characterized by the symptoms thusfar. He began breathing slightly heavy as they went on, at this point it had probably been two hours into their walk - which was closer to six or seven.

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[decomposition]

Chantal's stomach growled again, causing her to furrow her brows. Cameron was her number one concern, above all else, but she really should've thought of taking something from the supermarket to snack on for the current journey. She kept gazing up at Honesty to make sure he was safe suspended in the air as she followed Cameron along with the others. Another growl. This was definitely annoying – no, pissing her off. She hadn't eaten in ever since the morning she went to school before everything has happened and no one had bothered trying to feed her when she was knocked out, or offered something to eat when she finally woke up from that state!


Chantal took a notice of how her other half was starting to sweat. Great. Why didn't he just listen to her back at the supermarket? He was in a new body for crying out loud, of course there was going to be some complications. Spending at least another hour getting use to it shouldn't had been a problem. She frowned a bit and walked next to him.


“Hey,” she said, using her free hand to reach up and brushed back strands of his damp hair. “What's wrong? Do we need to stop for a bit?” she asked, using a tone of concern to mask her irritation.