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Kotomine_Rin:
--- Quote from: Bern on October 14, 2020, 03:41:48 AM ---??
"Oh Lawrence you really ought to work on your acting. It's quite embarrassing to see. Your blunders have made me come out now, and you now what that means don't you? Before the time is ripe, or perhaps it is, only the distant stars beyond the peak of the tower knows."
He was just there. Right besides the trap confining the fox girl. He definitely hadn't been there a second ago, or anywhere near there, or maybe he had....
And as he appeared the black box shattered into a million pieces.
"This game has gone on long enough, the Myrmidons are reaching the end of their usefulness. Only Nidhogg has any value left, and even he is a mere distraction in this grand tapestry."
There was nothing, nothing that could be gleamed from him. His form was nothing, nothing but darkness and shadows, and his voice was the abyss, something that could never exist in this world, that shouldn't exist.
And he was undoubtedly human.
--- End quote ---
Lawrence
The immense pressure had crashed on the eldritch horror, causing its eyes to sway happily. Not that the white husk could smile, seeing as its shape was still closer to its true form. It was probably best not to try to comprehend the rest of the colors and shapes displayed on it.
"What did you saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyy?? I'll let you know my acting is top notch! Top notch!!" The carvings on Lawrence's form ripped out and formed the burning bird, intent on charging head-on to barbecue the shadow. "CHEEP CHEEP MOTHERFUCKERRRR!!" Of course, Lawrence just casually grabbed its tail with three fingers, keeping it flapping and struggling indignantly.
"Goodness, goodness. I never expected you to come to a place like this. But blunders? I'll let you know I've been working tirelessly and diligently at slacking off in the least productive way possible." Lawrence smiled knowingly at the newcomer, as if he had just been caught with his pants down by an old friend. No, even that sounded deliberate.
It was almost like this blunder of his wasn't accidental at all.
The broken box reformed itself soon enough, this time back as the proud black lion it usually was. It silently came by Lawrence's side and took the shape of a chair. A chair which he gladly rested on, all while cajoling the resisting bird against its will. He might not look like it, but even lifting a fork was a herculean task for this body, so resting was quite enjoyable.
"Is that the name he goes by now? Ah, what a useless son I've brought into this world. If it calls itself the thousand changes, the least it could do is change into something useful. Anyway, how are you doing? We don't get to talk too often as of late. Eating well?"
yinsukin:
Entheo
"Really? You think i'll be that tasty? Makes me wonder what Son gok- I mean Sun Wu Kong tasted like," he said, reeling back his guandao. Entheo could feel the fatigue, his mind begging him to just stop moving, to end it all, yet another part screaming at him to flee. However, the young man stood firm.
Where did that come from?
Not the time! We are doing the thing!
Wait you mean that thing? I thought you said it scared you when people like you like him. I don't blame you I mean look at him. Ugh.
Shut up! Gotta take on your fears head on right?
Well.... ok.
Gezo's massive ghostly frame emerged from Entheo's leaner body, his own Guandao grasped by both hands, the tip pointed towards the beast. Preforming a front flip who's speed and agility betrayed his massive size, he tossed the guandao into the air and grabbed Entheo by the hips as he bounced from his hands to his feet, all in one fluid motion. Entheo's body became a bullet that surpassed all bullets, complete with a massive spear at the tip. Meanwhile, Gezo prepared a slash with the guandao flowed perfectly from the end of the movement, drawing a diagonal line across his body.
"You know, if you do kill us, I would be honored to see more before that happens," he said, his eyes soft, but belying a cold blood lust. Unlike Entheo, who did not harbor any ill will towards the person itself, Gezo genuinely seemed to be trying to erase the beast from existence with his eyes alone.
yinsukin:
Ana
The fox girl fell on all fours, hyperventilating. Her fast breath and animal like wheezes threatened to overwhelm the conversation. A hand was held to her throat, as if she was trying to steady her breath with her own two hands. Although, the gesture only seemed to make it worse, as she continued to breath heavier and heavier with her palm there. Her other hand was pressed against her chest, measuring her own heart beat.
She didn't even notice that the box was gone.
Bern:
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"I'm sorry but it seems I misspoke." He said as he begun moving towards Lawrence, although his cloaked form made it impossible to tell whether he was walking floating forwards. No even the faintest trace could be heard from his approach as if the darkness itself had swallowed it.
"The real blunder is mine, I shouldn't have put this much faith in you my old friend, not after how much trouble you always get into. Now what would you have done if that boy hadn't been a match for Indra and I hadn't arrived?" He reached Lawrence and-
He merely slid past him, heading int the direction of the other fight.
"But that's just it, you were counting on me to bail you out again, and you were right for once. Indra may be number 1, but 1 cannot exist without 0."
SWOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH
The very air itself along with the water was swept along with the sudden firing of the hypersonic shadow bullet. it left nothing but empty space in it's wake, most people would call that vacuum, but for those unfortunate enough of to experience it, it was a hellish drowning experience except much worse.
Kotomine_Rin:
Indra
How long had it been since his body had been carved like this? Recognizing Gezo's motion, Indra braced itself and advanced with shining eyes, slithering across the grime like a rotting eel that didn't have the capacity to stop. That's when it noticed it.
It's breathing was getting heavier. The wounds ached. There was a stirring in their loins that hadn't been touched for too long. "COME!"
Gezo's form shone like a feast of feasts, even as it launched that boy. The lance reflected against its white eyes... and the beast's bones and limbs snapped into motion like a whip. In a sudden boom, Entheo and Indra were cracking against the water.
SLASH!!
Desolate summer
Fallen, warriors slaughter
before the eaten
The summer field yielded a bountiful harvest. But a lone creature stood atop the corpses. The warring tribes that had killed again and again and again, how many orphaned children had these wars caused?
These souls were never loved.
These souls were never laid to rest.
So they fight.
Slash.
They kill.
Splat.
Eat and eat and eat and eat. Become stronger, stronger than anyone. So they can show this unfair world just how strong they are.
"It's not enough. I still need more experience, to reach my perfection... let this illogical world tear asunder!"
The souls of those who weren't saved. Those who were failed to be saved. They all cried in unison, praying for the same wish. Power. Enough power to never be eaten again, where only the strong would eat and be eaten eternally. And so, the children of the night dance under the new world's strings.
Indra's blood was dripping into the ground. His intestines coiled around the side of his belly. However.
"Gottttttttttttt yooooooooooooooooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu~!"
Indra moaned in its climax. It wasn't a square blow. Indra had bent like a snake to avoid the stab, snapping unnaturally, so that the side of its stomach would be slashed to avoid the killing blow. The deciding factor wasn't skill or power, but a difference in nature. Because of that, his foot grabbed Entheo's heel as the tip hit the ground, and its hands swung separately like dual katanas. Niten Ichi-ryū - Two peerless blades under the heavens style. No, no swords, only hands.
He used that to deflect the Guandao - and force the swing back to Indra's side! Smiling in ecstasy, the beast drooled and pulled the boy straight at Gezo's neck like a nunchuck. Countless heroes, warriors from many worlds... he had fought them and eaten them and more, yes. They were all here, swinging their blades even now.
But none of them, none of them.... made him feel such happiness.
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