Mind : Critical (OPEN)

[Jackle]

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[atrb=background, i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/jback-2.jpg] "Speaking" Lifeless. Soulless. In a pack and yet not belonging. He didn't know what to do, perhaps there was nothing to do. He never saw Phoenix again since they last met. She was his last hope of ever getting better. But now she was gone, he probably wouldn't ever see her again. And good bye to the rest of his sanity! No... no little sanity he had left went away with Phoenix. Now there was just madness, reaching the farthest corners of Jackle's mind. There was no hope for him, he was a goner. Definitely wont help him be in his pack, if he was even a part of it anymore. Oh Jacky, you really have driven yourself too far. I warned you, but you just don't listen. I told you to never go to that red she-wolf. Love may bring you so high... only to crash you down farther than you started. You really do need to stop trying to have such a normal life. You are not a normal wolf and you know that well enough. Perhaps you should change to another pack... what was the name of it.... some sort of mafia I believe... yes. The Mafia pack. That pack might be the only suitable pack and to keep you... on your toes. His madness snickered. Jackle rolled his eyes. "Hell to your ideas. Hell to you! I am sick of you, how I long to rid of you. I could care less about what you say, I just want you to be silent!" He growled at his madness. I dearly did hate his mind... if only he could silence it and never have to worry about it again. Oh Jacky, my boy... you really do need to listen to me. I may be a devil, but I also do know what is best for you. And believe me, I do think it is best if you traded yourself into that mafia pack. "You probably would get me killed if I went to the mafia pack... I am not going." Jackle said stubbornly. Oh you retched runt! They may be able to turn you into something greater then what you are! You are a pathetic, lonely, mad wolf that does nothing for his pack and has no one to speak to other then his own vicious brain! However, that mafia pack might be able to turn you into a true warrior. Your fights to stay alive will make you stronger, your pack members will keep you in your place. You really must go there. His madness snapped back at him. "I'll do what I want, when I want! I will not be going to let you order me around and I certainly am not going to join the mafia! I wont!" Jackle barked. Oh shut up! Listen! Someones here! Hissed his madness. Jackle spun around and saw no one. He growled, salivating poison a little bit. "Whoever is out there, show yourself! I'll rip your throat out myself!" He snarled. Oh! Heehee! Your in mafia territory and you are threatening? Whoever it is, they'll either run now or they'll kill ya and leave you out as worm food! Good going Jackle! His cruel mind giggled. When IT said that, he suddenly regretted his decision. Not because they might kill him if it was mafia members, but because it might have been a female and that would have been rude. J a c k l e' s . S o n g

[Circus Bells]

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[atrb=background,http://oi49.tinypic.com/t4wndj.jpg] [scrolly:h(250),w(240),sy] "Oh my, oh my..." The purple wolf ducked beneath a low hanging leaf, his mismatched eyes roving about the jungle depths, "This wolf is lost... very lost. This wolf doesn't which way he's know going..." He paused, shaking his head, "Or.... maybe not..." Raising his eyes to the sky, the wolf tried to judge the position of the sun. The wide spread leaves above him blocked out the sky, however, and left him without anyway to see beyond the greenish twilight of the jungle's underbelly. Shrugging, he trotted on. Circus was travelling. And what a world he traveled! With its mountains and valleys and snowy north. With it's vast deserts and deep forests! It was so much more diverse than his homeland. He staggered on, not worrying about the noise the bells on his paws were making. He wasn't hungry, so he didn't need to hunt, and so he didn't need to be quiet. Anyways, if he silenced the bells, then the evil spirits could attack him. He shuddered at the thought, the fur along his spine standing up. "Whoever is out there, show yourself! I'll rip your throat out myself!" Circus yelped, jumping backwards a bit. His head whipped around, seeking out the speaker. He spotted a wolf nearby, a lupus from the looks of it. His tail began to frisk back and forth, and a smile broke his muzzle in two. "Hello! Circus by name, they call me. Bells is my surname, they call me." Circus explained, "This wolf wonders... might you be a Help? He searches for a Help because this land he knows not. Or... do I know not? This wolf is rather confused, but... well, that's what a Help is for, no?" At last, the other wolf's words caught up with him, and he took a step back. "Oh my, oh my... this wolf means no harm. He doesn't know why that wolf is so angry with him. Or... do I not know?" his tail flicked back and forth, "I'm sorry... I confuse you must... or... no... I don't know. This wolf confuses himself as well as others..." He smiled again, and although his body had reacted to the threat and was telling him to run, his mind was at peace. He knew no harm could come to him. Not so long as he wore his bells. [/scrolly]

[Jackle]

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[atrb=background, i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/jback-2.jpg] "Speaking" Jackle's eyes widened some as he listened to the strange words from the stranger who had introduced himself as Circus. Well Jacky my boy, I think this wolf might have actually outdone you. At least you can speak clearly most of the time, like the times you aren't raving mad and practically foaming at the mouth. His madness snickered. Jackle rolled his eyes again, annoyed like always with the voice inside his head. "Aye, you are a strange one, arn't you. No matter... I am. I am not going to hurt you." He sighed. Though he knew for certain that sometimes he just couldn't control himself from attacking at random. It had happened plenty of times but luckily, it had been happening far less recently. Perhaps it was because his madness was finally taking some sort of pity on him. Or at least pity on the ones that he would attack. Go on Jackle, introduced yourself. Don't keep the stranger waiting. "I am getting there, I am getting there..." He mumbled. He bowed his head a bit towards Circus. "I am Jackle... just Jackle... no surname." He said, then paused. "I might be a.. a help. What is it exactly that you need help with?" He asked the strange wolf. Although he talked very weirdly and in a jumble, making it a bit difficult for him to understand just what exactly the wolf was trying to say, it didn't really mean that Circus was crazy. Though... though it was still just a possibility. Oh how he didn't enjoy meeting new wolves, he didn't exactly like trying to figure the other person out. Jackle really just rather keep to himself. However... he almost thought that it would be a bit amusing to find out more about this stranger. Almost. J a c k l e' s . S o n g

[Circus Bells]

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[atrb=background,http://oi49.tinypic.com/t4wndj.jpg] [scrolly:h(250),w(240),sy] "Jackle..." Circus rolled the name around in his head, "This wolf thanks Jackle for not harming him, for he himself means to harm." He shifted from paw to paw, eyes scuttling over the other wolf. Holding still was not his specialty. "A Help... a Help... I need a Help... to show me this world I do not know, for I know it not, not at all. Can you, the Help, show me the way? This wolf is lost... so lost... these bells drive away spirits, but don't show me my path..." he shook a forepaw, bells jangling, "You see and understand, but I do not and see. Or... no. I don't know." He smiled distractedly, his eyes now tracing the path of a passing insect. "Is this where the Help sleeps? Does he care to show me the way? Without the Help, this wolf is lost... lost... without any way to find my way... this wolf... this poor, poor wolf..." he shook himself, and resumed shifting his paws. "This wolf hopes you are the Help... but if you are not... then he shall leave..." [/scrolly]

[Jackle]

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[atrb=background, i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/jback-2.jpg] "Speaking" Jackle nodded slightly when the strange wolf thanked him. Oh Jackle, you mean boy. You should definitely not think this wolf as strange, he may be the only friend you have left in the world. He seems to be as crazy as you, if not, more so, but he would be company enough, no? Spoke his madness. Jackle sighed, for once in his life, he thought that his madness might have been right. He continued to look silently at Circus as he continued on to talk. The other wolf continued to talk weirdly, still making it a bit hard to understand what on earth he was saying. When Circus finally said that he would leave if he was not the Help, Jackle's madness hissed. Jackle! Don't let this wolf get away. As strange as he seems, we think that we might have some sort of use for him... he also would make a strange and yet good wandering companion. "I am not wandering, I belong somewhere you know." Jackle mumbled to his madness. He stared at the other for a moment, thinking hard, then finally sighed heavily. "Aye... Jackle is.. Jackle is a Help." He said to Circus, then paused as he realized that he had started talking in first person and shook his head and continued. "This is not where any help sleeps... I don't even sleep here. I am just exploring. Next, I was thinking of heading up north. I don't like the pack that hangs around these parts." "And I would be glad to get as far away from here as possible. I suppose you can hang around me for a bit... I don't think you'll mind me speaking to myself, right? Right. Anyways, shall we start walking?" Jackle said in a slightly rough voice. The poison that he had been earlier salivating irritated his throat and he really rather get on the move on then just standing around, talking to a wolf who's words didn't make much sense to him. J a c k l e' s . S o n g

[Circus Bells]

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[atrb=background,http://oi49.tinypic.com/t4wndj.jpg] [scrolly:h(250),w(240),sy] Circus hopped back and forth, wagging furiously. "Oh, good luck! Good luck! This wolf has found a Help! That Help who Helps this wolf who is not helped, or was not, but is now!" he grinned widely, turning in a quick circle before sitting down, "This is not where the Help sleeps? No matter, no matter. The Help must wander too. Not strange, not strange at all! This wolf wanders as well, and now we may wander together! North good sounds. Or... does it sound good? I know not, but I need not know, for the Help knows!" He jumped back to his paws at the mention of walking, already itching to be off. "Oh yes, walking. You say there is a pack? Yes, I could smell it. Foul, dark smell. This wolf didn't like it much at all. Let's be off! Be off!" he spun in another circle, "Speak to yourself? No matter. I speak to myself all the time. Or... not to myself... to Them." his eyes flicked skyward, and a strange smile slid across his muzzle, "Yes, you must be the same... I mind not. Not at all." He turned his eyes back to Jackle. "The Help says walk, and so I walk! Away! Let's be away!" [/scrolly]

[Jackle]

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[atrb=background, i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/jback-2.jpg] "Speaking" Jackle still found Circus's talk interesting, complicated, strange, and hard to understand. However, he was sort of starting to get use to it. He wasn't much of a babysitter or a 'help' but this he could try. After all, as strange as this travel companion may be, he still might prove to be useful in some way. Jackle began to walk and continuously glanced at Circus as he walked. The wolf looked like he had to many berries to eat. Oh damn it you fool! He isn't drunk on those berries! Would you just trust me and keep your eyes on him and get to your destination, where ever the hell that may be. Screamed his madness. Jackle grumbled in annoyance. Oh madness, how Jackle did not miss it when his beautiful, red, Phoenix was around. J a c k l e' s . S o n g