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genessia2015-11-18 12:04 am
lord_of_terror) wrote in genessia2015-11-18 12:04 am
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It had been some time since Diablo had arrived in this place. The Lord of Terror spent some time sussing out the nature of its inhabitants. None bore the demonic taint or the angelic heritage of the humans on Sanctuary, and though some held power, none were Nephalem either. To make things more confusing to the demon, the plains of Pandemonium, and the Burning Hells were cut off from his senses. As if the entire place was one massive soulstone, trapping the inhabitants in some odd world.
The Lord of Terror had also grown bored and hungry over the days he spent in Leah's form, under the radar, and decided it was time to rectify that. As such, he made his way to Attleton, found a nice wealthy looking house and approached it. Sensing none were watching, he kicked in the door, discarding Leah's form and taking on the more monstrous form he felt most at home in. With ease he slaughtered the residents, charring the ceilings and painting pentagrams and runes in the blood of the residents across the walls. Once all life had been extinguished within the house, he realized something. They did not fear him. They acted terrified in the moment, but he could not taste the fear in the air as he should. Yet another mystery of this place...
[Video]
[Some time later, after reassuming Leah's form, Diablo took out the communicator and pointed it at himself. He was seated at a cafe in Genessia City now, with a look of... unease on the girl's face.]
I know I haven't been here long, but... is there something wrong with the people here? It's like... they're all hollow inside...
[OOC: Anyone in Attleton is more than welcome to come across the scene of the crime. Diablo isn't the type to really clean up after himself, but given his nature, doesn't leave much in the way of clues behind. People are more than welcome to check it out though!]
The Lord of Terror had also grown bored and hungry over the days he spent in Leah's form, under the radar, and decided it was time to rectify that. As such, he made his way to Attleton, found a nice wealthy looking house and approached it. Sensing none were watching, he kicked in the door, discarding Leah's form and taking on the more monstrous form he felt most at home in. With ease he slaughtered the residents, charring the ceilings and painting pentagrams and runes in the blood of the residents across the walls. Once all life had been extinguished within the house, he realized something. They did not fear him. They acted terrified in the moment, but he could not taste the fear in the air as he should. Yet another mystery of this place...
[Video]
[Some time later, after reassuming Leah's form, Diablo took out the communicator and pointed it at himself. He was seated at a cafe in Genessia City now, with a look of... unease on the girl's face.]
I know I haven't been here long, but... is there something wrong with the people here? It's like... they're all hollow inside...
[OOC: Anyone in Attleton is more than welcome to come across the scene of the crime. Diablo isn't the type to really clean up after himself, but given his nature, doesn't leave much in the way of clues behind. People are more than welcome to check it out though!]
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