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Entry tags:
- !game npc,
- jack bauer | man of the hour,
- julian keller | hellion,
- kanaya maryam | sylph of space,
- kurt wagner | nightcrawler,
- sanji | mr. prince,
- † !—dropped characters—! †,
- † andromeda tonks | muggle lover,
- † flint marko | sandman,
- † floyd lawton | deadshot,
- † garrus vakarian | the archangel,
- † ginny weasley | n/a,
- † jaime reyes | blue beetle,
- † joel weinberg | houston,
- † kyo kusanagi | n/a,
- † laura kinney | x-23,
- † maggie mui | paper sister,
- † n/a | monster in the darkness,
- † nymphadora tonks | badger,
- † olivia dunham | n/a,
- † severus snape | the potion master,
- † stephanie brown | batgirl,
- † tali'zorah vas normandy | the machinis,
- † ted kord | blue beetle ii,
- † terezi pyrope | seer of mind,
- † the (11th) doctor | oncoming storm,
- † tim drake | red robin,
- † urdnot grunt | the savage,
- † wesley wyndam-pryce | watcher,
- † yuma tsukumo | unicorn king,
- † zatanna zatara | zatanna,
- † zevran arainai | insert innuendo here
DRAIN YOU OF YOUR SANITY
WHO: The Emissary and co. versus everybody
WHERE: Off the coast of Battery Park and throughout the City
WHEN: Just before midnight October 31st (technically November 1st)
WARNINGS: Violence and frightening imagery
SUMMARY: Drawn by Illidan’s magic, a demon from beyond reality has come forth to help the Betrayer doom the world. The battle that saves or destroys everything has begun. Happy Halloween, Cityverse!
FORMAT: Paragraph to start, whatever works after.
It came.
The Moon of midnight on All Hallow’s Eve shone wetly on the waters of the City’s Harbour. From beneath the surface a rumbling could be heard, as though emanating far, far below, within abyssal depths and ancient fathoms that could not possibly be there. First there was a ripple, then a wave, then the creature began to arise from the waters. It slid upwards and upwards, rising smoothly and continuously out of the ocean like a living edifice, a vast Thing ancient and immovable, a walking island sunken no longer. The head then the shoulders then the wings then the misshapen body came forth, yet still more of Its bulk remained beneath the waters, with slow thighs beginning to move It towards the City. All around it the sky and the ocean seemed to darken with an almost positive quality, as though jet-black ink was spilling into the universe itself. The Emissary had come.
Water flowed off Its body in torrents, mixing with drool and ichor. An unending series of sickly slopping and slobbering noises came from the twitching forest of tentacles around Its mouth, the product of a ravening hunger. The ocean heaved immensely around the Titan form, waves thrashing from the power of Its body. How to describe such a thing? How to even conceive of such horror, outside of madness or nightmare? That immense octopus head crowning the terrible body, those dragon-bat wings sprouting from Its back, those rubbery, sea-green scales, the mingled and loathsome aspects of the reptile, the mollusc- and the human! For it was on two feet that It moved, and with two arms did the Emissary reach out toward the morsels It slavered for.
An aura of panic and despair announced It, greater than any herald’s trumpet. Merely to look upon that incomprehensible shape and its alien geometry was to gamble with one’s sanity. Its very presence emanated a sense of immeasurable insignificance and absence of meaning, as though all the Earth was plankton in the presence of a whale. It moved with a shambling, unwholesome motion that had nothing to do with clumsiness, gathering speed. A mountain walked or stumbled! Toward the City, toward the Well. Toward the end of the world.
[ooc: goddamndoomchat is open on AIM if anyone's interested! There are some people fighting the Emissary who have not been slotted into threads yet; we will work those out as we go along! The raid against Illidan in Central Park will be posted by Jill later. Have fun everybody!]
WHERE: Off the coast of Battery Park and throughout the City
WHEN: Just before midnight October 31st (technically November 1st)
WARNINGS: Violence and frightening imagery
SUMMARY: Drawn by Illidan’s magic, a demon from beyond reality has come forth to help the Betrayer doom the world. The battle that saves or destroys everything has begun. Happy Halloween, Cityverse!
FORMAT: Paragraph to start, whatever works after.
It came.
The Moon of midnight on All Hallow’s Eve shone wetly on the waters of the City’s Harbour. From beneath the surface a rumbling could be heard, as though emanating far, far below, within abyssal depths and ancient fathoms that could not possibly be there. First there was a ripple, then a wave, then the creature began to arise from the waters. It slid upwards and upwards, rising smoothly and continuously out of the ocean like a living edifice, a vast Thing ancient and immovable, a walking island sunken no longer. The head then the shoulders then the wings then the misshapen body came forth, yet still more of Its bulk remained beneath the waters, with slow thighs beginning to move It towards the City. All around it the sky and the ocean seemed to darken with an almost positive quality, as though jet-black ink was spilling into the universe itself. The Emissary had come.
Water flowed off Its body in torrents, mixing with drool and ichor. An unending series of sickly slopping and slobbering noises came from the twitching forest of tentacles around Its mouth, the product of a ravening hunger. The ocean heaved immensely around the Titan form, waves thrashing from the power of Its body. How to describe such a thing? How to even conceive of such horror, outside of madness or nightmare? That immense octopus head crowning the terrible body, those dragon-bat wings sprouting from Its back, those rubbery, sea-green scales, the mingled and loathsome aspects of the reptile, the mollusc- and the human! For it was on two feet that It moved, and with two arms did the Emissary reach out toward the morsels It slavered for.
An aura of panic and despair announced It, greater than any herald’s trumpet. Merely to look upon that incomprehensible shape and its alien geometry was to gamble with one’s sanity. Its very presence emanated a sense of immeasurable insignificance and absence of meaning, as though all the Earth was plankton in the presence of a whale. It moved with a shambling, unwholesome motion that had nothing to do with clumsiness, gathering speed. A mountain walked or stumbled! Toward the City, toward the Well. Toward the end of the world.
[ooc: goddamndoomchat is open on AIM if anyone's interested! There are some people fighting the Emissary who have not been slotted into threads yet; we will work those out as we go along! The raid against Illidan in Central Park will be posted by Jill later. Have fun everybody!]
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It was hard to tell which of the creatures sprawled all over the avenue were still alive under the debris and body parts raining down from Callie's carnage. It shouldn't have surprised Sanji that he missed one or two, but the tendrils snaking up from under broken glass did anyway, latching onto his ankle before he could get away and dragging him back. As he slammed in the ground, he extended his arms and cupped his hands to protect the soul orb, refusing to let it get the least bit damaged. The thing was on him that quickly, snaking up him like a boa and pressing a big claw down on his chest. It either didn't notice his arms outstretched, or it didn't care, but Sanji managed to keep the orb clear - sacrificing himself for it. He heard the snap and felt the oh-so-familiar burn of a rib breaking, but he ground his teeth on his cigarette and forced himself to stay conscious until he could get a foot free and kick it away.
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"Sanji!" Damn it, with a demonic howl Callie made a bee-line to the creature, hitting it hard enough to send it through the nearest building. Breathing heavily she looked down. Her shoulders heaved up and down, looking out to notice there was a slight lull in the army of darkness. She knew it wasn't going to last long.
"It's not going to let up." In a way she was jealous. She wished she was the cause of all this. In all actuality she probably should've been on their side. She sniffed the air and looked back down at him, soon kneeling over him. "Are you okay?"
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He could lay there for another minute, until the next wave. He just needed to catch his breath and he could go on.
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Alas, there were more on the way. Sanji took a couple of deep drags off his cigarette, ignoring the twinge in his chest, and then crushed out the butt on the sole of his shoe before dashing off to meet the invaders. They'd have to break a lot more than a few of his ribs to slow him down.
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Watching him dash out and truck on was the single most sexy thing she had ever seen him do. She got up and flew forward. She'd give him a cigarette later. More heads needed to be ripped off.
[ooc: and off to Halloween shenanigans! :D continue later!]
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The busted rib was going to hamper him, though. He had powers fueling him, mending the wound slowly and boosting his stamina, but they weren't magic. He didn't miss a step but more claws found him before he could dodge, now. He got knocked over a few times, but went to his shoulder and rolled out of it, protecting that soul orb all the time. That one occupied hand remained close to his body, while the other he didn't mind planting on the ground or the sticky shoulder of a spawn in order to give his kicks new and exciting leverage. At last he was face to face with just one, and this one knew how to dodge him. "Oh, you want a real fight?" he taunted it, pausing and sizing it up. Dripping with sweat and blood, he was driven by adrenaline to take it on all the same. "All right, then. Come at me, if you can."
[ooc: oooooo enjoy your shenanigans!]