Re: Casper Song [History and Musings]
Posted: 01 Jan 2012, 00:16
Journal,
It's been ages since I used you, but I suppose that's normal isn't it? I don't know anyone who uses these regularly save for that one guy on Vampire Diaries, and he seems to have the market on blood sucking and record keeping cornered so I'll be sure to find my own niche another time. For now, you'll just have to be a fair weather friend.
In the past month or so, I've found my horizons expanding in ways that I never thought they would. I've recently come to find that I can deal in manners of the spirit. I had recently become a summoner after dealing with one of those wraiths that's become the talk of the town lately. I learned how to bring spirits to me so that I can drink them into myself, a process that is both scary in its own way and yet invigorating. They appear a lot like smoke, barely tangible, and yet one can tell that they were once intelligences. I suppose that's what makes the whole thing so eerie. Spirits aren't just vampiric red bull; they're very much persons who once had histories, families. They were once just as real as anyone else in our world, and I have the ability to inhale them like little more than some good weed.
Fadebeasts came next, but lets not stay on that subject too long. I created one and the damn thing tried to take a leg off before I was able to cage it and then kill it. Needless to say, I won't be venturing into that particular realm again anytime soon. Perhaps the most interesting has been my wraith. I suppose that where spirits are the energy left over when someone passes, residual or otherwise, it is wraiths that are the consciousness. Or maybe they aren't the same thing at all. I'm not even sure, but what I do know is that I can speak with him. His English is atrocious, but he seems to have a fair grasp on French. Apparently he comes from the south of France, the Avignon region, and he was a witch loyal to the House of Borgia around the 1400's.
I've not made a habit of socializing much with him, but he was born of an English mother and a French father. His mother named him Hollister, and he gained his father's surname, Deschamps. He apparently grew up moving around the French countryside, and moved to Italy in his late teens where he learned how to speak Italian. From there, it's a fairly boring story. What's more interesting perhaps is that I won't let him use his given name. I suppose it's a measure that isn't necessary, but I like for him to be reminded who he belongs to. We're business partners in a way, and you know how I am about those. Business mixed with leisure is never a healthy combination.
Yours,
Casper
It's been ages since I used you, but I suppose that's normal isn't it? I don't know anyone who uses these regularly save for that one guy on Vampire Diaries, and he seems to have the market on blood sucking and record keeping cornered so I'll be sure to find my own niche another time. For now, you'll just have to be a fair weather friend.
In the past month or so, I've found my horizons expanding in ways that I never thought they would. I've recently come to find that I can deal in manners of the spirit. I had recently become a summoner after dealing with one of those wraiths that's become the talk of the town lately. I learned how to bring spirits to me so that I can drink them into myself, a process that is both scary in its own way and yet invigorating. They appear a lot like smoke, barely tangible, and yet one can tell that they were once intelligences. I suppose that's what makes the whole thing so eerie. Spirits aren't just vampiric red bull; they're very much persons who once had histories, families. They were once just as real as anyone else in our world, and I have the ability to inhale them like little more than some good weed.
Fadebeasts came next, but lets not stay on that subject too long. I created one and the damn thing tried to take a leg off before I was able to cage it and then kill it. Needless to say, I won't be venturing into that particular realm again anytime soon. Perhaps the most interesting has been my wraith. I suppose that where spirits are the energy left over when someone passes, residual or otherwise, it is wraiths that are the consciousness. Or maybe they aren't the same thing at all. I'm not even sure, but what I do know is that I can speak with him. His English is atrocious, but he seems to have a fair grasp on French. Apparently he comes from the south of France, the Avignon region, and he was a witch loyal to the House of Borgia around the 1400's.
I've not made a habit of socializing much with him, but he was born of an English mother and a French father. His mother named him Hollister, and he gained his father's surname, Deschamps. He apparently grew up moving around the French countryside, and moved to Italy in his late teens where he learned how to speak Italian. From there, it's a fairly boring story. What's more interesting perhaps is that I won't let him use his given name. I suppose it's a measure that isn't necessary, but I like for him to be reminded who he belongs to. We're business partners in a way, and you know how I am about those. Business mixed with leisure is never a healthy combination.
Yours,
Casper