The Thirty-Fourth Day

[stalkershiki]

 [Shiki blinks. Then she realizes that she's blinking. Slowly, she moves all of the parts of her body until she accepts that she actually can again. She then runs over and hugs her mannequin. She now knows how it feels. She just spent nearly a month as one, after all.

She then walks over to her journal, which has been open next to her the entire time she was in her mannequin'd state of being, and idly flips to a new page and begins speaking into it.]

So, you know what sucks? Being a mannequin. That's what sucks.

Anyways, um, so I'm pretty sure I was a mannequin for, like, a month or so? I don't know for sure. But, um... how is everyone, I guess? I haven't talked to you guys in a while! I mean, I couldn't, but... Equius! Ted! Barney! Tamaki! Maya! Doctor! Just... everyone! Talk to me? I've missed you~

Oh, and... did I miss anything? I mean, I could hear everything from the journal, but a lot happens all at once, you know?

((ooc: Shiki may be calling out to specific people, but this post is totally open like an open thing! Especially if you want to be the one to tell Shiki that her boyfriend left the castle - she just thinks that she hasn't heard from him in a while. Have fun with her!))

Comments

[demontobeloved]

Oh, no, I can.

...It's just, when I was a Whitelighter, I didn't have to worry about keeping myself under control.

[Freedom with a side-order of tingling.]

[stalkershiki]

Ohh... so, you can only help your friends out every so often as you normally are?

[demontobeloved]

I can help them whenever I want, but I can't use my full power.

Most of the time, the limits are enough, though.

[stalkershiki]

Ohh, that... wait, what do you mean, "the limits are enough"? Do you... not want to help your friends?

[demontobeloved]

The limits on my power are self-inflicted. If I let my full potential go, I'd hurt a lot more than I'd help.

My demonic side is very powerful. Trust me when I say keeping Belthazor locked up is in everyone's best interests.

[stalkershiki]

Oh... wow. That's... pretty intense, huh?

...Belthazor?

[demontobeloved]

My demon name.

[stalkershiki]

Oh. Is your demon self like an alter ego or something?

[demontobeloved]

It is now. It didn't used to be. My human self was always the alter-ego.

[stalkershiki]

It was? Did you... choose humanity, then?

[demontobeloved]

Yep. So far.

[stalkershiki]

Oh.

...Why?

I mean, I kinda like humanity, being a human and all, but... why did you choose humanity?

[demontobeloved]

Well, it's a little complicated due to Paradisa-related issues. I don't really know for sure.

[stalkershiki]

Well, fair enough! Everyone makes life choices every now and then that just feel right, if that makes any sense.

[demontobeloved]

Definately how it's going while I'm here.

[stalkershiki]

Wow... so, wait, would you say that you're... happier here than you are at home?

[demontobeloved]

I don't know. It would help if I could remember everything from home.

[stalkershiki]

O-Oh. I'm sorry... I didn't mean to touch on your loss or anything...

[demontobeloved]

It's fine. Don't worry.

[stalkershiki]

W-Well... alright, if you're sure...

...Do you remember anything from being at home?

[demontobeloved]

Lots of things. Most of which... aren't too pleasant.

[stalkershiki]

Oh... wow, it... sounds like your home world wasn't necessarily the, uh, most pleasant place to be...

[demontobeloved]

It depends on your viewpoint.

[stalkershiki]

Huh? What do you mean?

[demontobeloved]

Well, back when I was evil, it wasn't so bad.