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Krypton

I just noticed that I haven't really said much about Krypton yet and I guess I'm fixing that because I need something to do right now so here we go here's a crash course in my best friend.

Krypton is a medium and she's damned good at what she does, or at least I think so. She's also admitted that she could branch out if she wanted to but likes where she is. (I think it suits her personally.) When Krypton started telling me about her guides there was one that stood out to me. I can't remember his name but for the sake of it we'll call him S. So Krypt never really bothers telling me what her guides look like. Hell I only know what S looks like because I have a knack for vaguely prophetic writing. (It's really weird to write something and then have it happen or you meet one of the characters. So flipping weird let me tell you.) Anyways she was telling me what S was like and I just paused and cocked me head to the side because at that point in time I wasn't aware of my writing skill. I just blurted out all of a sudden.

Is he tall with like blonde hair and these blue eyes and a matching streak in his hair?

Krypton stared at me like I had grown another head for what felt like a solid minute and just sort of yeahed. I think I surprised her there. I went on to explain how I had written a short story type thing about this girl who was friends with S and she had originally had dark hair and then it turned white for no good reason. Krypt informed me that was his sister and that it was kind of majorly creepy that I had written about him before we had even met. I guess I ran across S one day and picked up what he was putting down. I really have no clue because we never really thought much about it other than it seemed that we were destined for best friendship because of it. I mean that's how I always like to think of it. I mean Krypton might have moved really far away and it sucks but you know I like to think because of that event we'll always be friends.

#Tungsten gets cheesy #Krypton Bronze #S the Guide #Tungsten's Wild World #Tungsten owns up to talents #Psychic #Psychics

tungstenemrys

Thank you, I honestly didn’t expect to find anything out like this so it means a lot. I’m not really sure what I would like to know I guess anything your comfortable with sharing. Mostly just what he’s like I guess. Again thank you for offering to tell me what you know it means a lot to me.

absurdist-void

Is there a way that we could speak privately?

tungstenemrys

Would my email work for you? ([email protected])

Drake and Carbon

Carbon and I used to be really good friends we would talk all the time and what ever and it was half way through our shared Geometry class that some weird stuff started going down. At this point I could more or less shield myself from what ever I didn't want to notice me and tell when something was around. Perhaps in one of the strangest series of events in my life Carbon started acting really weird and this was about the time that I was learning about Airia (For those of you who haven't read all the way through my blog this is Xenon's past life.) Airia and her family had been more or less hunted down and killed by some mage/wizard/shitty-guy-with-evil-intent. Around this time was when the weird started going down. I was talking to Carbon and then my stomach got really upset and he reintroduced himself as Drake. Drake for what ever reason tried to convince me Xenon was lying and the Airia story was completely bullshit. I didn't like Drake at all because while he claimed to be Carbon's past life I dunno man there was something off about the guy and I'm glad he hasn't popped up in god knows how long because he always made me feel physically sick. Even if we were texting I would feel sick, and he was always trying to throw me off he'd pretend to be Carbon and I could tell he wasn't and he'd only be able to be around for so long before he disappeared. I feel like it was half an hour or so before Carbon would be Carbon again and Drake was gone and I wouldn't feel like I was about to puke. Drake who ever he really was/is gave me the strait up creeps. I'm not even sure why I'm sharing this but I guess I just felt like getting it out there. So yeah I think that's the reason I don't talk to Carbon anymore, being around Drake was so unpleasant that I didn't want much more to do with the guy. Even though it really sucked because he and Xenon ended up dating and I had to be around him a lot because Xenon and I are really close. Back to the point though I guess I just wanted to show that things kind of came full circle with Carbon and I. We parted ways and I haven't talked to him in what I'm sure is a fair amount of time.

#Carbon Grey #Xenon Black #Drake the Creep #Tungsten's Wild World #Psychic #Psychics #Tungsten Rants

tungstenemrys

Thank you, I honestly didn't expect to find anything out like this so it means a lot. I'm not really sure what I would like to know I guess anything your comfortable with sharing. Mostly just what he's like I guess. Again thank you for offering to tell me what you know it means a lot to me.

#learning

Learning how to be Psychic

Okay back to the dark and stormy night that I was talking about in my first post. My grandparents have a house that for what ever reason draws supernatural beings toward it. There's a reason I'm not fond of it not that I can explain it to them or anything. So I was spending the night there and I couldn't sleep, not that this doesn't happen often. Point being it was dark and story and some being was giving me the creeps and I didn't know how to shield myself and Xenon wasn't a big fan of teaching. Not that I can blame her really she wanted to keep us out of it. So I was texting Carbon because I get chatty when I freak out and I asked for advice because I was freaked out and who wouldn't have been. At this point in my adventure I hadn't come into contact with anything yet but I believed. So Carbon tells me something along the lines of I need to learn how to shield myself from things and I had no clue how to use my (thinking of the right word for this is really hard) energy I guess. So he coaches my terrified ass all the way through it and by the end of it I'm curled up forcing an imagined steel plate between me and what ever is trying to get my attention. (You think things would have better timing can't they roll around when the sun is shining or something?) So I'm under this desk and I'm feeling like I'm going to puke. I also felt kind of safe despite the nausea so that's how I learned to use my energy initially. I almost always get at least a little bit of a stomach ache when working with my energy though. As much as I currently dislike Carbon I think I'll at least always be grateful that he got me through that. So he might be a raging douche as of now but he wasn't always and you're supposed to remember the good stuff and not the bad right?

#Psychic #Carbon Grey #Learning #traumatic experience #(at least for me)#unknowns #things that don't bother me now #(oh how far I've come)

The First Problem

Awhile after we had all met I remember being brought into the loop about a Demon who was pestering Xenon and had been for awhile. He to my understand had made her an offer. Something along the lines of I'll protect your friends if you do things for me and the thing about Xenon is she's kind of really into the whole let me take the fall I don't want you hurt and doesn't care what we think about the whole mess. I was firmly against her taking the deal with Asmodeus. (I only learned his name much later though apparently he prefers to be called Ash. I was reliably informed he loses his pretty face if you try to get his attention with Asmodeus.) Xenon of course took him up on his offer and I've always been weary of the guy I mean for a while he had something sitting in my house keeping an eye on me. I mean yes I'm a trouble maker but really dude I'm not that interesting. Mr. Fireplace as I called my watcher always let me know he was there and you know we sort of had conversations. He more or less informed me that he was here because he had to be not because he wanted to be. More or less I came to understand he had some sort of someone to get back to and he couldn't leave until he was dismissed. I'd like to think we were at least friends, or acquaintances. Who know's but Asmodeus is really the first problem I guess or at least the first one I really understood. I don't know if he's actually a problem or not or more of a vague annoying figure I only hear about via Xenon. I guess he's her problem and I just don't like him. I remember a lot of me cautioning her against listening to him too much because he sounded really shifty. I've never run across anyone else who's dealt with the guy so I don't pretend to know him very well because I don't. Asmodeus was and perhaps still is one of those things that bugs me about my Psychic-ness. I've never even met the guy and he's supposed to keep everyone else from bothering me. I mean really, how do you trust a guy you don't know. I personally don't. I mean if anyone knows him I'd love to have a chat with them and maybe find something out about him because hell it's weird for me you know? Maybe you guys don't but the point of this is I guess that I'm curious to know more about Asmodeus and I feel like ringing the guy up isn't something I should do so this is me asking about him.

#Asmodeus #demons #Tungsten's Wild World #Tungsten rants about Xenon #xenon black #things that might be problems #things that at least bother tungsten #Psychic #Psychics

Nice to meet you all I'm Tungsten.

I realize that I have like no followers or what ever but Xenon and Krypton suggested I tell our story and to be honest I'm not even completely sure where it started but if I had to guess it would be in a library. It's been a long ass time since this all began and I don't even know if it's all important but I figure I'll tell the story anyways a little at a time and give you updates when I find them because hell this kind of thing doesn't happen overnight. I've always had a knack for vaguely prophetic story telling and before I met Xenon and Krypton I was writing a story about this chic who went by Nixie and was looking for someone and was friends with this blonde guy with blue hair. So I guess that's where it really started. With that awful bit of writing about Nixie and her blue and blonde haired friend.

I'm pretty sure Xenon and I met in the library for whatever reason as I'm sure I stated up top, at our first meeting I recall a strange feeling that I would never quite get rid of her after this. For what ever reason the universe stuck me with Xenon and that's okay. Xenon and I became fast friends and I found myself discovering something I had always expected to be there to be very true and in my back yard. Xenon was one of those people who remembered her past life, she told me a story about Airia and how some deranged mage like guy had killed her (Airia's) family and I found myself believing her. Xenon ended up telling me that she had some basic psychic powers. Xenon can read auras, make charms, has a killer sense of what's around her, she was basically my teacher at one point in time. Now though it's kind of clear we both no about the same amount of stuff.

So I guess it's time to move on to how I met Krypton. My good friend Krypton is a really good artist and that's how we met, she was showing her drawings to people and I plopped down asked if she had drawn them and flipped through them complementing her on her skill. That nagging feeling that the universe was giving me something came back full force again. Krypton is basically a Medium she's good at what she does and tends to have the best insight ever. I guess that's the thing about talking to dead guys.

After Xenon and Krypton met it was pretty apparent to all of us that there was something strange about our group. There was a quick admittance to all of us having some kind of power. Our friendship tumbled on like it wasn't a big deal and I guess it wasn't. The first bit of our relationship was spent with me knowing about the psychic world and not really being able to do much of anything about it. I learned protective symbols and how to use my senses and that was pretty much it. For the longest time it was pretty apparent that while I had some tiny shred of power I didn't really use it or know how to. I was content I had just discovered everything I had ever wanted to be true was true.

It pretty much stayed that way until one stormy night that I'm going to tell you about later because this is a lot of information to digest and I think anyone who is going to read this shouldn't read all the info in one go. Things should be broken up into chunks.