Haven't done this in FOREVER!!!

[perceus500]

Sadly, I, having no life and limitless free time, haven't been posting my little experiences like I feel I should. No, this isn't entirely oriented with the Guides, but it goes here regardless since Nightshade, Ankh, Aurora, and Masen all take part in this.

'Kay, so I was in my Spirit World, just minding my own business ('cause I don't think it's real easy to mind someone else's business...) when a huge, invisible, rock-hard force pushed me backwards ten feet and slammed me to a tree. Believe me, it hurt, and I was pretty surprised when I stood up to find a batallion of demonic spirits in front of me, all prepared for a fight. A black figure fell from the sky. It was smoky, black, and ragingly cold. I could feel the glacial tendrils oppose the warmth of my skin and creep into my soul. I saw viscious images in my head; Josh dead, Rachel with a megaphone, my father stabbing me. They flashed through my head instantly. The scent of poision filled my nose, and I felt better. Nightshade emerged from the shadows and growled at the war party. Ankh slithered up my body and onto my arms. He curled around my neck, and his thick, muscular body coiled around my right arm, leaving his head resting on the back of my hand. Aurora perched on a branch, and looked to the Demons with cold contempt. And Masen, an enormous creature, bounded lithely to my other side from the back of the Demons. I turned my head to the Cold Thing, and watched in amazement as a human emerged from it. It was terrifying. The thing didn't have black eyes, or huge horns. It was me. But...inverted. It bore a sneer that had never crossed my face before. His irises were bloodred, and his body was covered in obsidian armor. He looked like the thing from my deepest, darkest, secretly best, dreams. His hair was streaked with bright scarlet.
"Hello, child." "I" said in a melodious, velvet voice. "I can see that you've got...re-enforcements." "I" looked at my Guides with distaste. "I" drew a sword from "my" waist and swung it through the air. "Are you prepared to fight, brother?" "I" asked me.
"Probably." I said, my voice surprisingly strong and level. "At least I don't pretend to be something I'm not."
"I" snarled at me and took a threatening step forward. I noticed something different about me. I glanced to the mirror-like surface of the pond nearby, and found myself looking at a battle-ready, white-hair-streaked, holy-looking...me. I turned towards "myself" and grinned. "Let's begin." We both said. We fought. The Guides fought. "I" was a good fighter, a strong one. But I was better. "I" was like an arrow from a bow, but I was like a bullet from a gun; one step ahead. We clashed, and "I" cut my arm. Rather than blood, a luminescent substance, which glimmered silvery-white, dripped from the wound. "I" smirked, and turned towards me. "I" took the blade and slashed downwards, but I managed to block it. Rather than wait for the pain to cease, I jumped to the side, rolled over behind "me," and stabbed "myself" in the back. A direct blow to the spine. "I" was dead. As the Demons realized what happened to their master, they slowed, and my Guides finished them off.
"You..." Nightshade began.
"Did well?" Aurora suggested.
"Struck the head on the nail." Nightshade replied. They had small cuts on their bodies, but were otherwise unscathed. Ankh had an ink-black substance dripping from his lips, and Masen had black blood dripping from his sides. He wasn't bleeding, not a scratch on him, but he looked tired, and I watched as his feline-looking body fell to the side and slept. And then I woke.

Heh. Yeah. It was fun. I guess. But "I" am dead now. So good news, as far as that goes...

[Skyflight]

Ohhh I get it I get it. This makes a lot more sense now. xD Lawl

[Fernpelt]

I don't get it. * "eh" face *

[perceus500]

A series of PMs between me and Sky here. It was a tiny conversation, beginning with her dream, and ending in her prompt confusion as to how I got Drew to leave.

[Redstorm]

get ready for my child like oblivousness

so, do you think something is going on, like ebtween us and demons?

like, if I were to meditate right now and got in my spirit world (only for the second time -.-) is there a possibility i might find myself facing an evil part of myself? cause that would be bad considering i have not yet met my spirit animal.

[perceus500]

No. I highly doubt you'd find a Demon masquerading as you.

[Redstorm]

good..by the way do you have any meditating advice?

i know HOW but i can never set my mind on it, i always start drifting into other throughts...

[perceus500]

Remain looking at one thing. It's a great way to concentrate your thoughts. Also, I find that putting a handheld mirror under my pillow helps me go to my SW. I suppose it has something to do with self-imaging or some other crap like that.