Orphakids Role Play: WELCOME FANDOM!!!

Odin's embarrassment buzzed up within hima again. He stood up and went back into his room, slamming his door. "Um. Yea anyway, gottan go," He yelled as he left his spot. He locked his door and pressed his back on his, breathing heavily. He looked down at himself and grumbled, And it's still there...

Odin jumped back into his bed, face down. The world seemed to slow down as he fell, gravity pushing against him, his hair and clothes rippling back. He fell softly to his bed, laying down.

The dream haunted him. He wanted it. He missed it. He would do anything to be apart of it again.

Shatter got up, stretched, relishing the feeling of relief she got from that simple action. Stopping, she walked towards her room, and then closed the door. Diving under her blanket she tugged the soft pink silk fabric over her head. Grabbing her white-ish pink-ish pillow (Courtney insisted on almost matching bed sheets, covers, blankets, and pillows) she hugged it closed to her chest before letting out a soft squeal. 

Courtney knocked on the door before saying,

"Shatters you a-okay in there?" Shatter yelled back through the door,

"Just peachy!" Shatter thought of Odin, then squealed and buried her face in the pillow before biting the soft feather filled contraption used for sleep or relaxation.

Odin's new line of dreams helped none. He had died, trying to save this little girl who looked like someone he knew. She was six and had blonde hair and was completely innocent. He couldn't know someone like that, no one that sweet and perfect would talk to him. Another girl was there, Shatter's age. Brown hair, brown eyes.

"Odin! Odin!" She cried, "I don't know what to do without you..."

He saw flashes of the little girl, Alice? No. Alison? Eh, whatever her name was. She would hug him, tell him she loved him and how nice he was to her. Odin? Nice? Gentle? Hah, we could believe something maybe somewhere else. Not even his own mother could call him that let alone a cheery six year old girl.

"I finally found you and now you leave me again?! I hate you, I hate you!"

WUB WUB WAWAWAWAWA DOOO~eeeeEEeEEE

The dubstep rang out from his phone as an alarm. He sat up in a cold sweat, yelling. He left this desperate, scared look. He seemed like he lost everything he ever looked for. A drowning river of tears streamed from his blood-shot eyes. Odin wiped it away, confused in the most. 

Shaking his head and stretching, letting out a long yawn, Odin got up and put on clothes for school. The room was still dark. They woke up so early you wouldn't know it was day. The only reason he knew was that the peacefull stars didn't reflect in his deep royal purple eyes. Odin brushed his teeth on his way downstairs and swallowed the tooth paste to save time. It couldn't do anything to him, being deathless and all, simply set on the world for pure suffering and baited. He skipped breakfast to sit outside in a tree near the door. He sat there was scared, annoyed, angry, or just didn't want to be around people. He combed his hair while listening to music, sitting high in the branches. The cold embraced him, his face lightly flushed from the frosty air, not bothering himself with getting a coat.

The next song came on, a small smirk creeped up on the corner of his lips. The lyrics flowed into his ears, letting him calm down from last night. His breathing slowed down to a more normal pace. He looked sweeter and nicer and almost huggable at the moment.

Shatter jolted upwards, (I don't remember if I made it so that Shatter  didn't have a tail but, fuck it) her tail bristled in annoyance, her ears pointed upwards in alarm. 

"SHATTEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!"

"THE FUCK  DO YOU WANT COURTNEY!?"

"I WANT YOU TO GET OFF YOUR LAZY ASS AND WAKE UP!"

"DO YOU SEE THE AMOUNTS OF FUCKS I'M GIVING?"\

"NO, BECAUSE YOUR DOOR IS CLOSED."

"FUCK YOU!"

"I KNOW, MOST PEOPLE WANT TO!"

Shatter growled in irritation, her green eyes flaring in hatred of her best friend at the moment. Sighing, she noticed the inky blackness of the sky, grabbing strands of hair, she tugged on them. Walking over to her closet she put on a long sleeved black and white striped shirt, with pale pink, almost white, skinny jeans. Brushing her hair, she did quick measurement of her hair. It fell just above her tail by 1 inch. Smiling, she walked over to her weight scale. Stepping on it, it read 182.3 lbs. Sighing in boredom, she stepped off. Walking over to her door, she ran her hand along the smooth wooden, looking at the different, notches, claw marks, etc. Gliding her hand down, she gripped  the handle of the door. Golden paint chipping off in little peels reflected a bit of light from the setting moon. Humming, Do you believe in magic by The Lovin Spoonful, Shatter turned around and grabbed her scarf, and a pair of socks that were plain white. After putting on a pair of shoes, she then went over to her mirror looking at the slight bags under her eyes. She shook her head then ran over to the door, she flung it open, then slammed it shut. Running down the hall, she sang to herself, 

Do you believe in magic in a young girl's heart~

Do you believe in magic in a young girl's heart~

How the music can free her, whenever it starts~

And it's magic, if the music is groovy~

It makes you feel happy like an old-time movie~

I'll tell you about the magic, and it'll free your soul~

But it's like trying to tell a stranger 'bout rock and roll~

If you believe in magic don't bother to choose~

If it's jug band music or rhythm and blues~

Just go and listen it'll start with a smile~

It won't wipe off your face no matter how hard you try~

Your feet start tapping and you can't seem to find~

How you got there, so just blow your mind~

If you believe in magic, come along with me~

We'll dance until morning 'til there's just you and me~

And maybe, if the music is right~

I'll meet you tomorrow, sort of late at night~

And we'll go dancing, baby, then you'll see~

How the magic's in the music and the music's in me~

Yeah, do you believe in magic~

Yeah, believe in the magic of a young girl's soul~

Believe in the magic of rock and roll~

Believe in the magic that can set you free~

Ohh, talking 'bout magic~

Do you believe like I believe Do you believe in magic~

Do you believe like I believe Do you believe, believer~

Do you believe like I believe Do you believe in magic~

Finally at the front door, she opened it quietly before stepping out into the crisp and cool winter air. Grinning she ran towards the forest. She began singing it all over again. Shatter let out a loud giggle as if a giddy little school girl. Squealing in delight as she jumped into a pile of leaves before running deeper into the woods. Blurs of green and emerald green flashed past her. She tripped over a root before looking up, a beautiful pond  with crystal clear water. Jumping up, Shatter studied her surroundings, a swing tied securely to a branch hung directly in the middle of the gigantic pond. Tapping her lip, she looked at the tree it was connected to.

Climbing the extremely large tree, she encountered many problems, nothing her tail couldn't help with.  

After the scaling of the huge tree, she slid down the wood support carefully. Humming 22 by Taylor Swift, she grinned and sat down on the furnished swing. Shatter swung her legs, the swing beginning to rock back and forth, laying down she wondered how something as beautiful as this got her. (Here you go so you know what Shatter found http:/avanzcrafts.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/wooden-swing.jpg) From the edge of the pond, she was about 8 feet off the ground, or rather above the surface of the water. Her tail swished happily as she snuggled into the swing. Shatter suddenly saw in her memories a person. Standing by what she guessed 5'8" , this boy had light brown hair, clear steel blue eyes, and a cocky smirk. Sighing, she felt recognition set in.

"Must of been someone I met at one point..." Humming softly, she then laid on her back, staring up the sky, and the edge of the canopy of leaves. Closing her eyes she opened them slowly, breathing evenly.

(Btw I have a steam account now, PuddleDragon, and I downloaded Team Fortress 2 CCCCCCCCCCC: )

(YERS!!! I haven't been playing found a new game. :P) Odin sat up, the bus arrived. He got in and sat at the very back, not turning his music off. He pulled out a note book and began writing separate lines of poetry, and yet not his own. They were things he was told by important people in his life. Things that he was told to keep him alive, away from his evading family. A shaded doodle was on the side of the page, a droplet of water, most likely a tear, falling into a pond. Odin's hand went to his eye. God, did he miss having friends. Even if he hated the old Shatter, he liked that she tried to bring out the best in him, tried to get him to have fun.

I want to start a fight.

His hands rapidly flipped to the next page, planning ideas, thinking of some of the worst things he could do. Get him expelled, bring back some of his old flare, something. Anything. He needed the rush of pain and suffering of not only himself, but others. It was a basic need of life to him. His father was the equivalent to Satan himself and his mother to Succubus. 

More students flooded into the bus. One looked over and saw the dark child's evil grin and glowing eyes, worried, he told his friend - instantly creating the rumor. His chest where is heart should be felt stabbed, and he was liking it. He felt as if a game was just begining. It was time to become apart of his family's 'dynasty' and take control of these pethetic mortals, of what of this institution was.

Shatter closed her eyes and falling asleep quickly. 

~SOME WHERE IN THE UNIVERSEEEEE ~

Candi and Courtney walked to the bus stop. The cold rain fell rapidly from the now dark coloured clouds. 

"Aw, I was so looking forward to going the park." Courtney whined.

"Ey don' worry 'bout it bro, we'll just go to the mall for some fun!" Candi said grinning. Courtney huffed and pouted,

"You just wanna go for that candy shop they just opened up, aren't I right, Little Miss Candy Addict?" Candi grinned sheepishly, her cheeks painted a bright red. Chuckling embarassedly, she said,

"Hey look, the bus!" 

"OH HOLY SHIT WE'RE GONNA MISS IT YA DING DONG, DAMN ITTT!!!!!!" The two females ran to the bus, one laughing like a maniac, which she can be... and the other yelling lots of 'colourful'  words. 

As they hopped onto the bus, the bus driver gave them a look of, dafuq that one strawberry brunnette been smokin'? Looking towards the back, Courtney noticed Odin's sinister grin and paled, nudging Candi, she murmured,

"Go talk to Odin."

"OH HELL NO. HE'LL KILL MEH."

"IF YOU DON'T SO HELP I'LL TELL THEM WHAT HAPPENED IN THE 4 GRADE-"

"ALRIGHT ALRIGHT." After they whisper-yelling fight, Candi cautiously headed towards the back, then sat down on the seat directly across from Odin's. Carefully she asked,

"Sooo... Odin, pretty nice weather huh?"

In the background a certain girl just facepalmed.

His eyes growing far from dim, the voice unphased him. A dark glow arose from his hands. His teeth sharper than ever from behind his smile. A chuckle left his lips as something sharp formed shaping the same as the dully glowing fleur de lis mark on his left wrist.

Before letting his history getting the best of him, he whispered something to himself as he shut his hands and closed his eyes, as if none of that had just happened. Looking up and out the window, he stood up as the bus began to move. He climbed onto the seat putting his feet on the cusion and his back to the wall. He leaned his head next to the window looking out, brainstorming ways to bring downfall to what he could, hopefully to do something he could to for a long time.

;

"What was that?" A young woman's voice screeched.

"He's finally succumbing and becoming one of us," An older man's voice repiled.

"At last he will be-"

"One of us," Another woman's sly voice cut in, interrupting the man's.

;

Odin's hand violently searched his backpack for something. Pulling out a dagger by the deadly end, Odin used his fresh blood to write something on the paper in an odd writing.

;

"Is that?" The first woman's voice yelped. "My brother actually learned it?"

"Yes. He was required to learn multiple languages and mythologies to live on Earth put to suffer. Multiple lives leads to much knowledge," The sly voice replied.

"It took him too long to grow into himself. Let me finally see what he is truely capable of. Go!"

Candi watched and her eyes widening, her whole being frozen. Mouth hung a bit open, she just carefully stepped back one step and ask softly, 

"...Odin?... Are you okay?"

Odin's head turned harshly. His eyes burned into Shatter's soul. His thoughts never leaving his duty. Blood continued to stream out of his hand as he had ever let go of the dagger.

The bus wheels screeched; the bus turned throwing many people on the right side of the bus into the isle. Odin, on the other hand, remained still. A dark aura filled the air. A booming noise broke the chatter. As students began to get back in their seats, the bus jumped. An eye appeared from outside the windows.

"Ahedum kan ara," The younger woman's voice from before said proudly. Odin dropped his bag, but held the dagger. He stood and strut down the isle. Cracking his neck to also move his bangs from his eyes, and evil grin showed. The sky turned to black, light grew red. The world seemed tinted and as unrealistic as a line of poetry.

Odin looked out to see the young woman's hand extended, she was now stood at his stature. Now fully visible to Odin, she wore a liquid black dress with platform lacy boots including metal-blue accents. Her black hair was long and cut with pristine. He refused her hand although in place he handed her the paper he wrote on. She took the dagger from him and cut herself, blood, an iron blue-silver, oozed onto the paper. The two chaotic beings seemed to have summoned a portal. A large, growing black hole arose from the paper as the girl dropped it. Her black hair blowing into it as it sucked air the way a black hole would. They entered.

Candi looked over at Courtney, her head hurt from falling and she wanted to make sure her friend was alright. Courtney had passed out and a bruise or two formed on her legs. Candi sighed in relief that she wasn't seriously harmed and got up, albeit shakily. She looked at the portal and bit her lower lip, debating whether or not to go in. Candi nodded, determined and took out her phone, texting Shatter.

'Shatter, the bus, an accident happened'

Shatter opened her eyes and took out her phone, she read the text and replied, 

'Be there soon.'

Shatter noticed the bus' door was broken and open. She quickly ran in and found Candi.

"What happened?!" She asked, concerned.

"Odin did something weird, he did the thing. At least that's what I'm calling it-"

"Is that a portal?"

"Yeah."

"...."

"I know. But let's go in~!"

"Candi."

"Yes?"

"You'd go in a strange portal?"

"Yep."

"Would you jump off a bridge?"

"Well, yeah! Wouldn't you?"

"...No... But let's go..." Shatter replied and they both entered, hand in hand, not wanting to seperate.

Inside the portal, a group of silhouetted people against a blood red sky. The only light to view each person was the flow of their eyes and armor. Odin's signature outfit was gone. A full suit of metal armor clung to thin body. Pieces of metal strapped together at his hips and pointed out - many made of bones and other metals. At his chest was a full plate with a chain holding the sides together loosely and symbols all over. At the shoulders were large molded irons with small, sharp, mounds pushing up against the air with edging that glowed as blue as his highlights. The glow was on all the markings across the boots, chest plate, and arms. His eyes seemed calm, but out of knowing. But what?

The other people at the table also wore extravagant clothing. They all talked in some foreign language. Their voices sounded smooth and almost sarcastic. "Valtýr," An older man addressed. What one could only assume was Odin by his similar color scheme, eyes, and facial feature looked at him proudly. They exchanged words that sounded important. They all sat silent as the eldest man spoke. Odin's devilish grin went away.

"Father!" He boomed. They all looked at him astonished. Not only at speaking to this man in such a tone, but out of their native tongue. The room fell silent once more. Odin hung his head, understanding what he had done the second the word left his mouth and his fist banged the table.  The great man at the head of the table and grand crown responded with haste and rage. Odin nodded, biting his lower lip. He whispered something back to him and. Two voices one female one male, both between Odin's assumed age and the regal man's age began laughing. An older woman's voice quieted them both.

What were they doing? Creating a plan? It sounded as if they were plotting something until Odin's outburst. It was surely the kind, sweet Odin from before, right?

(Side note - Valtýr means Slain God, it was a name of the Norse god Odin.)

Candi and Shatter watched, Shatter looked at Candi in confusion. The female mouthed,

'Hey, don't look at me, I'm just as curious as you are.'

Shatter looked back at the group of people- or rather she hoped they were just regular people. Candi sat down on the ground and watched, before she mouthed,

'Man, I wish I had some popcorn.'

Shatter sat down quietly next to Candi, unsure about the scene in front of her.

The youngest girl in the room put her hand up as if telling the rest to cease conversation. They looked at her, she sniffed the air, then again. The young woman asked the group a question and pointed at the smallest in the room. He got up and looked around. (I forgot to mention, this is still that really disproportionate picture where you are like mice to them...) His large boots, even on him, clunked as he walked. "Au het?" A familiar voice asked.

"Den," the younger female replied. He walked in the direction of Candi and Shatter.

"Den?"

"Pahl," She nodded. The youngest male sat on his haunches looking at the two girls in mild horror. They both could sit in the palm of his hand.

Candi giggled slightly and said happily,"Salve, hallo, tere, hello, whatever language you guys are speaking~!" 

"What the heck did you just say?"

"Well I said hello in Latin, German, and Estonian, I'm not sure what languages these guys speak~!" Candi replied, smiling at Shatter before saying,

"You should say hi too, it's rude not to."

"...Hello..." Shatter greeted uncertain, unlike her weird friend. Candi grinned,

"That's more like it~! Gotta be positive~!"

The glow of his eyes seemed to fade out. He picked the two of them up as lightly as he could and sat them down on the table. He glanced at the oldest man and motioned to miniature girls. He nodded.

Speaking calmly, he began. "What the hell and how? What did you manage to get yourselves into this time? You two are idiots, you know that? Why are you getting into this? You could be killed. You will be killed!" As he continued, he became more flustered. Similar to a cartoon, his eyes dilated and a piece of hair from under his semi-helmet came out of place.

The youngest girl giggled followed by a chuckle from the middle aged boy. Odin shot them each a look, the boy sank in his chair, she just squeaked again. He sighed. "You two have no idea how deep you are right now..."

Candi said,"Wellllllllllllllllllllllllllll-"

"Okay, so Candi please don't drag out the 'l' but yes she's an idiot, she wanted to come here and we were just curious." Shatter said quickly. Candi hugged Shatter and said,

"You're too kind~!"

"Don't touch me."

"I take it back." Candi pouted and then looked at Odin,"So why are you so tall?"

Odin removed his 'helmet.' "I hate you two sometimes, always ruining everything... I'm my regular size, humans are just generally small," he placed the girls on the table. "Don't push over anyone's wine," A smirk crossed his face.

"Kayna toi lair, kiçik qardaşı(Are you smiling, little brother)?" The youngest female asked. Her face was more revealed. She was the girl from before. Her features were sharper than Odin's. She had full lips and a heavy layer of make-up, but it didn't look over done. She laughed, picking up her goblet and bringing it to her lips.

Odin responded in a hiss of slurred words. "Apologies, my sister," He spoke through gritted teeth. "I'm locking you up. I'm not letting you two die because of my sister's pathetic mistake. And stop acting like that in front of these people. I don't even think I can explain all the ideas of things I can do to you for this... There is too much to say, I'm just locking you up now."

Candi pouted and asked,"Whyyyy? What did we dooo?" Shatter sighed and muttered,"You're an idiot sometimes, Candi..." The two girls began to argue quietly, then Candi tugged on Shatter's hair and said,"I WIN!" The pinkette's eye twitched and she glared at her brunette friend, irritated.

"Brother dear," She finally spoke in English. "What about our eldest brother's favorite punishment?" She grinned. Odin's cheeks were dusted a light pink. "Absolutely not!"
"Why not?" The second oldest man at the table looked over. He leaned on his hand on the table. His face shown now. A few scars from battle scattered his face to be revealed by his short hair. 

"Because it's..." Odin closed his eyes. "Fine..." He glanced down at the girls in his hands, hesitantly. He stopped. "Do I have to?" He looked at his what was most likely his brother.
"If you can't do this, you clearly can't enslave the human race."
"Or any other for that matter," The sister added.
Odin sighed. "We aren't three hundred anymore. This is ridiculous." Odin's older brother got up, he was much taller than him and over all - bigger. He pulled the girls from his hand and pulled the top of his pants out. He dropped the girls in and laughed. 
"I hate you," Odin squirmed. "Why? Why~?" He ceased caring about his manners. It was his family after all. 
"You know very well why," His father finally spoke.

Shatter squirmed and clinged to Candi, who in turn was giggling like a madwoman. Not like she wasn't one. The brunette's one red eye seemed to glow slightly, only illuminating a very small portion of the area around them. 

"It's hot in here!" Candi finally spoke and Shatter growled,

"Yes! Yes it is! We're in his pants, idiot!"

"Y-you don't have to yell... Ooohhh look-"

"-OH MY GOD- CANDI NO. IT'S NOT CAN- and you bit it. I hate you so much right now," Shatter said and watched her friend bite into, well- you know. Shatter sighed and watched.

"It tastes weird!" Candi declared and Shatter's eye twitched. 

"I am going to kill you when- IF we ever get out," The pink-haired girl said. The two girls hugged each other again, and Candi hummed softly.

"... Do you think we could crawl out somehow?" Candi asked, her white-brown hair messed up from Shatter whacking the back of her head.

"Probably not, Can," Shatter said and closed her eyes.