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genessia2014-01-18 12:18 pm
nightbeyondfire) wrote in genessia2014-01-18 12:18 pm
Entry tags:
- ★ adam taurus,
- ★ albert wily,
- ★ amelia inglebert,
- ★ captain hammer,
- ★ cherise thompson,
- ★ erza scarlet,
- ★ harry dresden,
- ★ ice king,
- ★ james t. kirk,
- ★ jaune arc,
- ★ karina,
- ★ karrin murphy,
- ★ lucy heartfilila,
- ★ mab,
- ★ natsu dragneel,
- ★ orihime inoue,
- ★ rei hino/sailor mars,
- ★ ruby rose,
- ★ sage harpuia,
- ★ sofia sinclair,
- ★ sun wukong,
- ★ vyse,
- ★ weiss schnee,
- ★ zeref
"We opened the door to the shadows...
The man sat alone, back slumped against a wall as he stared down at the pistol in his hand, unloading and reloading it in silence. Over and over again. How long had he been here, ignoring the sounds of life around him and the chatter and racket from the communication device on the ground along with the discarded necklace? Days? Weeks? Months?
It didn't really matter. None of it did anymore.
Load. Unload. Reload.
"You look like crap."
The man looked up, staring upwards at his only companion for what felt like an eternity. Himself... only different, like seeing a photo negative version. The colors were all wrong and there were a few things off.
It had no eyes. He'd found that strange once before the feeling had been bled out of him.
Load. Unload.
It was this thing that had shown him the truth. It had started with whispers in his mind when he was alone and had grown from there, appearing in shadows, taking the place of his reflection and finally standing right there beside him exposing the plain, hopeless reality of where he'd found himself.
An ugly grin split the negative version's face.
"So, what's the hold up, jackass? You know what you have to do now."
Load.
Yeah, he did.
-------------------
In the early morning, it happened without warning. A shudder ran through the entire city and for just a moment it was almost as if reality itself... bent for a moment, warping out of shape before snapping out of place and one of the buildings of Genessia's skyline vanished into a rising cloud of smoke and dust.
The thing rose up out of the cloud, standing over the buildings around it. Misshapen, grotesque, it could only be called humanoid in the most generous of terms. Its body was colored in splotches of red and black, its limbs twisted with the right arm many times larger than the spindly left and it stood on legs that should have been bent and twisted too awkwardly to support it at all.
The head swiveled from side to side on a too-long twiglike neck, wide, blanket white eyes that seemed painted on searched the city and a toothless mouth opened wide in a low, groaning howl that rumbled over the city.
The creature’s body convulsed and with a chorus of sickening splits and cracks its body bristled with weapons, and they all fired as one, shearing the top floors off of the next several blocks and covering the rest of the town in burning debris.
Through the city, every communicator screamed out a deafening alert, which was followed by the voice of the AI.
“CORRUPTED ELEMENTS DETECTED. PLEASE ASSIST IN PURGING IN ORDER TO ENSURE THE CONTINUED SURVIVAL OF THE CITY AND ITS INHABITANTS”
[OOC: Subthreads are up. Post in them for combat, or go nuts with planning/reactions through the rest of the comments.]
It didn't really matter. None of it did anymore.
Load. Unload. Reload.
"You look like crap."
The man looked up, staring upwards at his only companion for what felt like an eternity. Himself... only different, like seeing a photo negative version. The colors were all wrong and there were a few things off.
It had no eyes. He'd found that strange once before the feeling had been bled out of him.
Load. Unload.
It was this thing that had shown him the truth. It had started with whispers in his mind when he was alone and had grown from there, appearing in shadows, taking the place of his reflection and finally standing right there beside him exposing the plain, hopeless reality of where he'd found himself.
An ugly grin split the negative version's face.
"So, what's the hold up, jackass? You know what you have to do now."
Load.
Yeah, he did.
-------------------
In the early morning, it happened without warning. A shudder ran through the entire city and for just a moment it was almost as if reality itself... bent for a moment, warping out of shape before snapping out of place and one of the buildings of Genessia's skyline vanished into a rising cloud of smoke and dust.
The thing rose up out of the cloud, standing over the buildings around it. Misshapen, grotesque, it could only be called humanoid in the most generous of terms. Its body was colored in splotches of red and black, its limbs twisted with the right arm many times larger than the spindly left and it stood on legs that should have been bent and twisted too awkwardly to support it at all.
The head swiveled from side to side on a too-long twiglike neck, wide, blanket white eyes that seemed painted on searched the city and a toothless mouth opened wide in a low, groaning howl that rumbled over the city.
The creature’s body convulsed and with a chorus of sickening splits and cracks its body bristled with weapons, and they all fired as one, shearing the top floors off of the next several blocks and covering the rest of the town in burning debris.
Through the city, every communicator screamed out a deafening alert, which was followed by the voice of the AI.
“CORRUPTED ELEMENTS DETECTED. PLEASE ASSIST IN PURGING IN ORDER TO ENSURE THE CONTINUED SURVIVAL OF THE CITY AND ITS INHABITANTS”
[OOC: Subthreads are up. Post in them for combat, or go nuts with planning/reactions through the rest of the comments.]
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Takes more than that to put me down. Your words, they hurt. [Teasing entirely, hiding what's left of his pain - even if by the end of this it's going to be mostly emotional by the looks of things - and trying to turn her frown upside down. Or, you know, just stop her crying. Don't cry, Hime D:]
Don't worry about it, I can get another.
[He shifts, but it's more of a restless way now. He's not used to just sitting and being looked after, even as hands off as this is.] Are you okay? Did you get hurt?
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[Her smile is awkward as she tries to put on a cheery face. She's still upset about Dean's injuries, and there's that little nagging concern in the back of her mind about the monsters. But she's not sure how to express it.]
Sorry. You're right. You're definitely very tough, this was probably really easy for you compared to the other monsters, ne?
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[And then without much of a pause, he frowns at her, worried. Not even gonna answer her question.] What happened?
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Nothing happened. But that's just it.
[She has no reason to hide it, especially given how much experience he has with monsters. He might know something where she doesn't. She puts a hand to the back of her neck, looking down one of the streets as her brow knits in perplexion.]
None of them tried to attack me. I know they saw me, they looked straight at me more than once. But it was like they just didn't see me as a threat.
[She'd destroyed a couple of them, too.]
I don't really get it.