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Thread: Growing Problem

Ooooh, so you must come here a lot then. Lynn stated and kept silent while watching the other kids grumble in frustration. She wondered why all these kids didn't have fairies. Lynn was pretty quiet for the duration of Koralle's stay here. The only sounds she made were oohs and awe's as she curiously flittered about the room looking at things. No one could see her, or would suspect when their pencils rolled off the tables or papers were blown around a bit by her wings. Once detention was over Lynn returned to Koralle's side and followed her around the school. Where are we going to next? She asked as she observed all the children coming down the hall.
Thread: Growing Problem

Lunch she hissed she would have to explain that even as she got in line with the other students we eat here she took her food and left to many people were looking at her as if she was not right in the head. You know you could have me, well do mind talk or something she took the lunch to the boiler room. here she could be mean or nice to no one her problem she would have to work out after school. maybe you could just cure me now though it seemed the fairy was far too interested in the human world for her own good.
Thread: Growing Problem

Yay! Food! She chimed as she followed Koralle to the cafeteria, then off to an isolated area. Telepathy? Fairies can't do that unless they possess the hosts mind, and we only do that when we have too. Lynn sat on the table and yawned, stretching herself out and then went to fixing up her hair. Nope, I don't have the power to reverse the curse. Frankly I didn't have the power to cast it, but my superior let me borrow her strength so I coul carry out that one task. She also said that if you be kind to enough people and even help some of them, then my power would grow and I'd eventually be able to break the curse on my own. She giggled and cintuned to groom her hair with a comb she had hidden on her. So you really are stuck with it. Anyway, who shall we help first?
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Caught you i have proof it was you who set the fire alarm Mrs Devine grabbed her by the arm pulling her to her office. She lay her over the desk and began to tan her ass for pulling the fire alarm corporal seemed to be the only thing she understood. we cant help her she whispered as she tanned her ass hard. she looked back the woman hit her so long and hard she seemed to be sweating more then she should. who are you talking to she asked pulling up her skirt to hit the girl even harder.
Thread: Growing Problem

Lynn let off a soft sqeal as someone dragged her off again. Why did these things happen to her so suddenly? Was she really this bad? She put her comb away and flew after her, eventually watching the painfully embarrasing display of discipline the teacher was giving her. When Koralle whispered to her, Lynn flew down closer to her ear and said. Perhaps we can, Find a way to earn her forgiveness by pulling the fire alarm. Lynn remained silent for a bit then asked. What's a fire alarm?
Thread: Growing Problem

Its an alarm that warns of fire, a bell or sometimes a siren Devine pushed her onto her back seeing something a bulge in her panties. She pulled them down and pulled back in shock as he cock sprang to life. She smiled thinking why they had never caught her with this before then turned away. Are you a boy or a girl she asked letting her sit up and pull down her skirt not that it did much good. please let me go i never did anything wrong she spoke looking to see if it would grow. !-- m --a classpostlink relnofollow href ... 0full.jpga!-- m --
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Uh oh, things are getting out of hand. Lynn suddenly began speaking in Sylvan again and a sudden flash erupted, dazing the teacher and alowing Koralle to escape. C'mon, before her memory returns. Lynn urged before following Koralle out of the office. Before you say anything, let me tell you this. Any hint that a supernaturial being like me has been around, it would cause a lot of trouble for me, especially the higher ups. You might of heard of us before but thats becaue they are bad faries who go against the law. Once they were safely hidden away somewhere, Lynn found a perch on Koralle's shoulder and continued. Anyway, that flash earlier was a mind wipe. She doesn't remember seeing your cock, and I fabricated a memory of her already punishing you. So now you owe me one. She fussed, starting to wish she wasn't tasked with this. Now you have to help someone. So get to it.
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she found a closet and climbed inside closing the door behind her the thing was even bigger then it was before. What the hell do you want me to do she asked trying to grab her she might have lied and could force her to turn her back. it was not her fault it was not like she had whipped out her cock. what do i do, cant you just turn me back she asked again she was not the type of girl to cry over anything. what to do tell me now she yelled almost loud enough to be heard outside of the closet.
Thread: Growing Problem

Lynn easily evaded Koralle's hand, startled by her outburst as they found themselves inside a closet. Calm down. I can't change you back right now, but I can help you keep it under control only if you fulfill the enchantmant's law. She flew in front of Koralle and held onto on of her finger's. Her small body was barely small enough to hide behind it. Please try to find someone to help. I can be anyone. An idea suddenly came to mind. Lynn flew a little closer to Koralle and smiled. You could help me learn more about your world.
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She took out a small pad of paper there was no way she was going to keep talking to herself while around other people. Well what do you want to know she asked. If she could not kill the creature then she might have to listen to he. Her head was already spinning it was hard to think because her head was already cloudy. Her cock was always trying to come to life despite her best efforts. You know i think i can ground you down and sniff you would she grow wings if she did that, maybe but it would be worth it.
Thread: Even In Death (Tag: Mr Master)

Name Emmalyn Nichole Rose Age 19 Appearance !-- m --a classpostlink relnofollow href m -- ... 00051.gif Talking. People always talked. Talked and stared, and even whispered. People were good at spreading news around that wasnt theirs to spread. So good at it, that the whole town knew who Em was. She was the girl who had survived the car wreck that had killed Allan Theores a week ago. Some said it was her fault for not driving. The reports from the coroner said he had a lot of alcohol in his system. So now they made it her fault. The blame always had to go somewhere, so why not blame Em, and add a little insult to the already great injury she suffered. Physically, she was fine, but mentally, she was a wreck. That made her the best kind of target for their accusations and blaming. Well, when she was sober. Which as of late wasnt often. Since the accident, she had taken to drinking a lot. And doing other things. Popping pills. Doing whatever drugs she could get her hands on. It took her away, and made things a little less painful. That night as she pranced down the sidewalk, it was clear she was on something. Truth be told, she had downed some pills. She wasnt sure what they were, but she had a nice, floaty sort of feeling going, so she really didnt care what they were. She talked softly, as though someone were walking along side her.
Thread: Even In Death (Tag: Mr Master)

Name Nicholas Thomas Brewer Age Just turned 20 Appearance look and see Walking. He had to walk, had to move, had to try and get tired and work himself to where he could sleep. Just a week since Allan had gotten himself killed, drinking and driving, and when he had time to think about it, it made him crazy inside, made him realize how close to death everyone actually was, and he had to do something, had to work it out, take his mind off of it. So he took long walks, and nobody thought much about it, those who even noticed him striding along in the dark it's only Nick, taking a walk. If only they realized he was out walking most of the night, they might worry. He'd heard people talking it wasn't that large of a town that he could avoid the gossip and rumors. Some people blamed Emmalyn Rose for the accident, saying if she'd been driving, Allan might still be alive. But Nick knew how Allan was about things. He would have insisted he was fine, would have refused to give up the keys. He was always a little strong-willed, and he'd been lucky before. Not that night. But anyone who'd bothered to look could see Em was hurting. She blamed herself as much as they blamed her it broke Nick's heart just a little bit every time he saw her pretending not to notice people staring at her and whispering. He'd never spent much time alone with Em, hadn't really gotten to know her as well as he'd wanted, back when she and Allan had been together just one of those happenstance things. But now it seemed almost like he was the only one who saw how much she was suffering. Her scrapes and bruises from the accident were already gone from her flesh, but he could tell the real injuries were much deeper. That's why she was in his thoughts when he turned the corner around the side of the closed convenience store and saw her, prancing unsteadily, muttering something soft and indistinct to the air next to her. He was struck by her suddenly he'd always found her attractive, but suddenly seeing her in the night, ethereal, unearthly, certainly high as a jetliner, if not a satellite, but still beautiful, and damaged -- it struck something inside him, and he felt tight in his chest and sad and desperate to speak to her. He justified that she could be on a bad trip or something, and might walk into traffic at any moment. So he walked toward her and put himself right in her path. Em? Emmalyn? Hey, how are you? He tried to meet her gaze, get her attention. It's Nick, remember? Hey, nice night for a walk, isn't it?
Thread: Even In Death (Tag: Mr Master)

Emmaline looked up when someone called her name. He identified himself, but for the moment, she couldnt make a solid connection between his face and name. It was as if she was on some other planet, far far away from this world. The farther away, the better. Away from them. Away from their words. Away from their looks. Away from the rumors, and the guilt. Away from all of that, and closer to Allan. That was just where she wanted to be. Always closer to him. She let that thought carry her off her a few moments, but then she remembered he was still there, and had greeted her. It wouldnt be proper to ignore the greeting. Oh... Hello... She said, in a drifting tone, light and airy. She held a sort of dreamy air about her right now. Nick... Nick... Nick... I do believe I know you... She said with an airy little giggle. Hmmm... Ohhh! Okay... Allan just reminded me... Nick. His friend, right? She said with a smile, looking rather proud to have remembered. As he mentioned it being a nice night to walk, she nodded. Right... Night... It was a night, when it happened, you know... Bad things happen at night... Very bad things... She said in a sort of distant whisper Always night when things happen... But perhaps its not the nights fault... Perhaps its the people out at night... The girl who didnt take the keys away, ya know? The dumb bitch who let her hammered boyfriend drive himself right into a tree... What a dumb bitch... She said, bitterly. They talk about her a lot, ya know. Say how its her fault... Em said, loftily. Theyre right... What a loser... Couldnt even protect her own lover... She said. Then she looked Nick dead in the eye. Guess people are just stupid... She, me, her, I... All Em, all stupid. As good as a murderer... She added, quietly. It was clear she was totally lost as to who she was talking to a where she was. A few moments past with her gazing off into space before she turned to look at him once more. Oh, hello! Nick, right? She said. She looked to the side. Yes, love, I know... We need to get home sometime soon... Allan, dump that can. Youve had to much. She said, talking as though he were standing right next to her. She looked at Nick, and this time with tears in her eyes. Nick, make him stop... Hes going to get himself killed... I cant make him stop... He wont give me the keys... She whimpered, frightenedly. Whatever she had taken, it had down quite a number on her mind.
Thread: Even In Death (Tag: Mr Master)

Oh, God , he thought, it's worse than I thought . Not only was she far gone, she had heard every whisper and slight and taken them all into herself. He was at first too shocked, and then too saddened, to interrupt her. But when she appealed to him directly, he had to try and help. She was breaking his heart, already. It's going to be okay, Em, he said quietly, moving up beside her. He hesitantly put an arm around her shoulders, in an attempt to steer her, get her walking again. Look, let's take a walk. Let's... um... let's let Allan sober up a bit. He, ah, he won't leave without you, right? Nick didn't like playing to her hallucination, it didn't feel comfortable, too much like lying to her. But he also knew in this state, she wasn't likely to respond to sensible discussion. Even if he tried to talk out her problems, she was so high, he wasn't sure she'd remember it when she sobered up. Might as well try to lecture the river. He moved them down the street, in the direction she had been going. The night can be a problem, yes, Em. But it's not all bad. It can be beautiful, if you look at it with the right eyes. In part, he was trying to guide her trip back into positive areas, but in part, he was being honest. He had his reasons for walking half the night away, but he could have just as easily tired himself out on the exercise bike at home, or lifting his roommate's free-weights. He chose walking for the aesthetics.
Thread: Even In Death (Tag: Mr Master)

She tried to make herself small against him as he put an arm around her shoulder. Then they were walking again. Nick, what about Allen? She asked before he got the change to explain. She kept looking back as though he were still standing right there. She said, resisting his attempt to steer her. Allen, come on, please? She pleaded with the air behind her. Its going to be okay?! Hes got the keys, Nick! She said, desperately. Hes had way too much tonight, and hes got the keys... She said, her voice getting lower. Soon though, she stopped fighting the direction in which Nick was steering her. Youre right... He wont leave without me... Hed better not, if he wants to get laid anytime in the near future... She said with a light smirk. So she walked with him. Or rather, pranced, and somewhat stumbled about. She probably wouldnt remember this little occurance tomorrow, but she really did own him. Soooooooooo... Where are we going? She asked as he did a little spin. Then he started talking about the night. So... Beauty isnt always a good thing... She said. Its often a mask for the deadly nature of things. She said in a moment of startling clarity that somewhat resembled sobriety. Buuuuuuut, were all going to die someday, so might as well enjoy the view while we can. She decided with a nod. Her steps started to waver a bit. Hmmm... Im a little dizzy... She said with a giggle. Seemed she was nearing the end of her night. She took a few unsteady steps forward before missing one and falling to her knees. Oh... Im a little tired...
Thread: Even In Death (Tag: Mr Master)

Um... sure. Enjoy the view. That's what I try and do. When she stumbled and fell to her knees, he felt panic rising. Isn't this how it always went? They take a lot of pills or something, they get high, get sleepy, and then get so relaxed that their heart stops. Not on his watch he wasn't going to let her pass out until he could be reasonably sure she wasn't going to die on him. Oh, no, you don't, he said softly, kneeling beside her and levering her arm over his neck. This isn't a place to rest. We need to keep going until we find a better place. Um, Allan can come along with us, if you like. But let's walk... Would it be bad to acknowledge, even just to himself, the tiny little charge he got when Em spoke of getting laid with a smirk? Or was it just a human male's reaction to a human female referencing sex? Well, either way, she wouldn't remember it, most likely, so he tried to ignore the images of her the casual words had brought to mind and focused instead on getting her moving again.
Thread: Even In Death (Tag: Mr Master)

Her head felt kind of light and spinny. She shook it but couldnt quite shake that feeling. Admittedly, the scenery was kind of trippy when you were seeing it in the ways she was. But it was still a little bit uncomfortable. She really wanted to go to sleep right now. That sounded really good. Nap time for Emmalyn. Or not. Next she knew he was pulling her up, having her hold on to him. Alright.... If you insist. She said, looking around. Allen, cmon... Gonna go walk somewhere... She called wearily. So, where are we walking to? She asked. Ya know what? We should go to the zoo. She said with a spacey laugh. Never mind that the it was late, and the zoo was closed. She was too goofed up to think that far ahead. She seemed to notice thinking just briefly to himself after she mentioned Allen not getting laid. Something wrong? She asked. Did I say something to bother you? She really hoped she hadnt because if she had, she couldnt remember what she had said, so she couldnt adequately apologize to him for saying it. She looked back. Allan, stay away from that store. You dont need more to drink... Its bad for your liver, you know? She said. She thought for a moment. Was it the liver? Or maybe the kidney? Or the spleen? She couldnt remember,
Thread: Even In Death (Tag: Mr Master)

I wouldn't say 'bother,' no, Em. You're cool, he said, trying to ignore her constantly talking to Allan. It was hard enough missing his friend being reminded of him, Em talking to him like he was still around, that was a stab of pain he hadn't expected. But it was only partly the pain of missing his friend. He also worried about this poor sweet young woman, as well. And I think the Zoo is closed. We could go to the park downtown, but we can't sleep there. Do you want me to take you home? Her place, if he recalled correctly, was on the far side of his own if she really got bad, they could stop in at his place and change clothes or call an ambulance or something.
Thread: Even In Death (Tag: Mr Master)

Oh... Alright. She said with a nod. She began to sing lightly as they walked. She actually didnt have to bad a voice. It wasnt really steady though, for how messed up she was. Give me a reason to believe that youre gone... Cuz I see your shadows so I know theyre all wrong... Moonlight on the soft brown earth, it leads me to where you lay... They took you away from me, but now Im taking you home... She was just singing to herself, calm enough for the time being. So no zoo then... Sad... She said, quietly. He asked about taking her home. No... Not there... Dont wanna be alone there... Dont wanna... She said, looking up at him. Too quiet... She added. All that lives there are memories... Dont wanna remember... She said, quietly. Em began to lean a little heavier on him. Her mind was starting to get a little fuzzy. Can I stay with you tonight? She asked, not looking at him. She did not want to be home, it seemed. She was dead set against it. Home was bad, because she was there alone.
Thread: Even In Death (Tag: Mr Master)

With me? Nick was surprised, Well, sure, I guess. Yeah, you can stay. He thought about what she had said, about memories, and realized yes, home alone might be a problem. Maybe they could contact her parents, or family, or friends or something he realized he didn't know a lot about her background, and that made him feel like a bad friend. But he resolved to be better, and moved forward from there. It's a bit of a walk, though. Guess we better get going. He actually intended to take a longer route, because he needed any excuse he could find to keep her walking, keep her nominally awake until the effect of the pills had passed. He didn't know that much about overdosing, but it was generally accepted that falling asleep was bad if you were in danger of succumbing to the drugs. He'd take off-key singing and hallucinations if it would keep Em from dying on him. He had a roommate, but the guy spent every night over at his girlfriends' place, and claimed the little apartment was cheaper and safer than a storage unit, anyway. So Nick wouldn't have to worry about anybody confronting Em while she was out of it, or when she was sober and vulnerable. And he could keep an eye on her better there he knew where all his meds and first-aid supplies were, and where the bathroom was if she started throwing up. It seemed like it would be a good option after all, the more he thought about it.
Thread: Even In Death (Tag: Mr Master)

She smiled a little as he said yes. That was good. The thought of being alone all night was none to appealing. As for family, well, they were out of the picture. She had stayed when they all moved to a huge city, and they had cut ties with her, because of her choice to do as she pleased. So it was just her and Allen. Now it was just her. Perhaps misery didnt love as much company as people thought it did. But then she realized that at least for now, she wasnt alone. Em shrugged. I dont mind a little walk. She said with a nod. She had been walking all night. She could handle it. If she could stay on her feet. So they walked. Her body ached, and she wanted sleep, but she didnt complain. She wasnt really in the position to complain. When offered a kindness, there was no sense in complaining. Thinking back, she wondered how many pills she had taken. She knew it was more than she should have, but they made her feel good. She didnt know what they were either, but meh. Didnt matter. Soooo... How long until we get there? She asked, out of curiosity. She was eager to get somewhere where she could sit down. When we get there, perhaps we can have a few drinks. She said with a flittering sort of laugh. She wasnt talking water. She wanted something harder. Perhaps whiskey or something. As long as she wasnt thinking about Allen, she could drink. And at the moment, she wasnt thinking about him. She was too tired to do so.
Thread: Even In Death (Tag: Mr Master)

Maybe. Maybe we can have a few drinks. But let's pep you up, first... wouldn't do to pass out before you drink, would it? And there was an issue he hadn't considered how does one tell the difference between simple tiredness and potentially lethal drug overdose? At what point would she come down and then just be exhausted? He didn't know, and that was a problem. Not that he intended to let her drink, anyway. He had some booze not a lot, but a few bottles. But he wasn't about to let her drink with the pills still in her system isn't that what they always said was a killer? It was like she wanted to die. When he thought about that, he realized it was true, even if she didn't know or admit it to herself. She didn't want to think about Allan anymore, she didn't want to deal with the looks, the guilt, the memories, all that she'd been talking about... it was so obvious. And yet, the realization helped him not at all. Because he wasn't going to let her suicide if he could help it how could he live with himself if he did that? What kind of person would allow another person's guilt to eat them up like that? No, he couldn't let her do it. But he was damned if he knew how to help. And he was dead certain if he suggested a hotline or counseling or something she'd turn the idea down flat. She was the type. And yet without that kind of professional help, what could he do?