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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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[Terezi is just ready for this situation to be over. she hates feeling like she doesn't have control over things.]
You didn't believe me when I tried to tell you earlier, so I'm not sure what the point in talking about it is at this point.
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Some things aren't terribly easy to be believed at their face. It isn't that I suspect you of lying, but I can't make sense of why you wold feel such a way when the possibilities involved don't actually matter.
[ not when their subject doesn't matter, either ]
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[just frowning so hard.]
You're not even in any condition to keep this up anymore. Can't we just leave?
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[ because, yeah, they're both pretty tired, and kanaya's pretty sure that's her fault. just one more thing.
speaking of things that she's bound to consider her own fault, she looks back up to see dem tentaclebeasts. are they really not gone yet? ]
I still can't help feeling it would be negligent to leave this situation as it currently is. I should rejoin the battle, but should you elect to accompany me, I promise to avoid any complaints on the matter.
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I know there are plenty of others fighting this. There's no reason for us to stick around.
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[ from the look in her eyes, she's not fighting on this anymore. she's pleading. ]
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no but really, it's obvious enough in the little cues in her body language that are difficult to read by sight but obvious by scent.]
Kanaya, this isn't a matter of what is just. [she is being incredibly serious right now. as kanaya surely knows, justice is basically everything to terezi.]
It's a matter of truth. And the truth is that the outcome of all this isn't going to be drastically affected if we leave right now.
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I...I'm not sure I could be...capable of it. Of simply leaving.
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[terezi closes the short distance between them to put a hand on kanaya's shoulder.]
Come on, Kanaya.
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It isn't really a logistical inability, Terezi, but an--well it's, [ fuck this kills her to even admit. she breaks eye contact and stares down at the ground as the tears start rolling in again ] ...really more of an emotional matter, I would think.
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Look, it's okay. We'll leave the way I came in.
[by which she means she will cut a swathe through the horde just for you, Kanaya. SEE HOW SHE CARES.]
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Assuming of course we don't find the battle so pleasant that we'd prefer not to leave.
[ and then the clock strikes 1a y/n? ]
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[but just then, y. the clock strikes and...hey, is terezi's nose deceiving her here?]
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Oh.
Well.
That's certainly convenient.
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[seriously, it's rare for Terezi to doubt her nose but this is ridiculous.]
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They appear to, um, have absconded in mass. Quite suddenly, in fact.
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That's convenient. [her shoulders droop a little.] Can we leave now?
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Well, I wonder if we shouldn't better explore the area in order to ensure that there are no stragglers?
[ she looks down at the mess on her hands, and can't even imagine what her face must look like ] I don't think I'd like to return home looking like this, either, someone might worry. An opportunity to wash up first might be nice.
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We are not going monster hunting, Maryam! [because terezi has had it up to her suffering nose at this point.]
But we can stop and clean up on the way back if you want.
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Are you absolutely certain that we shouldn't run the perimeter first?
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[ only a liiitttle bit more than she'll hold herself, which will be a lot. nonetheless, she pulls open a portal nearer the river where she can wash up, and they ride out into the
sunsettwilight? ]no subject
[and then they ride into the twilight, the end until next episode!!]