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Post by childofthehunt on Dec 18, 2009 11:27:44 GMT -5
"This is insanity." Fleur spoke out loud to the residents.
She walked upfront, eyebrows furrowed at Mr.Psycho. She couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"How does kidnapping an innocent child lead to your purity?"
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Post by maliciousmatt on Dec 18, 2009 17:09:58 GMT -5
“Yes Veronica, purity has its price, and that price is Animus” He noticed that more residents had come through the portal; he smiled sharply at them all. He quickly turned on his heel so he was facing Fluer. “Insanity... This is Spar-...” Mr. Psycho quickly interrupted himself and reframed from finishing that last line. “That child has immense powers, I used her as a vessel so I could do all of this!” He gestures to everything around, laughing hysterically.
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Post by Trace on Dec 18, 2009 20:54:42 GMT -5
"Your a disgusting excuse for a... hell, I don't even know what you are, cause you certainly don't belong to the human race." Viscum cackled, his demonic magic still filling the air. Viscum's eyes were rapidly changing color, from normal shades to demonic reds and blacks. Black mist faintly surrounded his body.
"Viscum, what did you do?" Rosa said softly, easily sensing the demonic magic that now filled her elder brothers body. Mazrin didn't speak, he could already tell what had happened. Viscum had given himself to his demonic side, something that they all ran the risk of with the demonic blood in their system.
"I did what needed to be done Rosa." Viscum said, showing no remorse, before turning his attention back to Mr. Psycho. "Now, how about I show you the only true way you'll find your purity - death."
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Post by maliciousmatt on Dec 19, 2009 8:50:28 GMT -5
Mr. Psycho began to laugh at Viscum, “You’re so staunch, stop it you’re turning me on! And V-Baby, you just stole my words…” He addressed all of the residents. “I did what needed to be done.” He then turned to Viscum again. “Why do I disgust you? Because you can see something you can relate to?” Mr. Psycho’s pupils turned completely white. “At one point in your lives all of you reached your mental capacity, all of you have done something you regret completely… Well that’s basically what I am.”
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Post by Tommy Tyrant on Dec 19, 2009 18:49:19 GMT -5
"Mental capacity?..." Tommy rasped out as he came out from behind Mr. Psycho "Yes, mental capacity. The limit of the mind. But what happens when you push it further? You get people like Mr. Psycho and I, TRUE beings that live life to the fullest with no obstacles to prevent us from reaching our goals." Tommy glared menacingly at Viscum, and raised a finger to him. "You, I'll get you back for what you put me through back then. And here I thought my mind could not get more deranged?" Tommy did not laugh as he usaully does instead he just kept taking heavy, scratched breaths. His clothes were torn and burnt in places, his face was beaten and bloodied. Large gashes down his arms, legs and toso. Viscum had literally put him through hell and Tommy was more than happy to do whatever he could to return the favour.
"Mr. Psycho, if I may be so blunt I think it's about time we got this show started."
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Post by childofthehunt on Dec 20, 2009 8:50:01 GMT -5
Fleur stood her ground, just like the others. War is about to start. She's usually not afraid of war, she was trained to kill and win back in the french military. But non--super-powered opponents, she wasn't trained to handle.
Her blue eyes looked around the tent, searching, wondering where Mr.Psycho and his pet Tommy, is keeping little Sara. She feared for the child's life.
Fleur's grip around her MP10 tightened, as she anticipated for hell to break lose.
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Post by Trace on Dec 20, 2009 12:07:05 GMT -5
Viscum wasn't happy by Tommy's sudden return, but he grinned at his appearance, at the pain and agony that he must have been put through. Viscum was more than happy to put him through that again, and worse, if it meant the put a stop to these madmen. Viscum had embraced his demonic personality, and it had completely removed all traces of morality from within him.
"Not laughing any more, eh Tommy." Viscum said with a chuckle. His grin was disturbing, especially for Rosa, who had never expected Viscum to be the one to embrace his demonic side like this.
Mazrin moved to the side of Fleur, shooting her a small smile. Magic rippled through him, he was at his powerful right now, having absorbed all kinds of magic when killing Mr. Psycho's twisted creations.
"Keep back Fleur, this is going to get explosive." Maz said, the scent of magic escaping his mouth when he spoke.
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Post by citizenmike on Dec 21, 2009 12:33:21 GMT -5
Veronica drew herself close to Mr. Psycho and asked, sternly, "Tell me what you did to my little girl?".
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Post by Tommy Tyrant on Dec 21, 2009 22:22:35 GMT -5
Tommy kept staring at Viscum, his eyes filled with utter hate yet were completely empty and void at the same time. His gaze fell slowly to Viscum's throat, Tommy longed to rip it apart with his teeth and devour him whole. Yet Tommy stood silent, ignoring Viscum's taunt. "We really should have a rematch Vis.. Make it even if you're not too afraid. Can't blame you though, I mean death is a frightening aspect and I should know I've put god knows how many people through it. And more still through worse" Tommy grinned slightly, his tounge hanging out from his mouth. "Come now, you and me. One on one with no magical winds to protect your frail little hide. Unless you wish to decline and thus saving it from being peeled from your back?"
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Post by cyansky on Dec 22, 2009 1:14:50 GMT -5
Syl and Asri looked upon the scene, both curious and horrified at the same time. Curious at how this would end and who would be the victor. Horrified at what the two opponents-to-be had become. Asri held Syl, whispering desperate prayers under his breath. His eyes darted everywhere, he hugged Syl tightly for fear that he would lose it, his heart beat like mad. If it wasn't for Syl, Asri would have panicked, with nasty consequences.
Syl, noticing Asri's fear, broke free of his grasp, giving himan apologetic look. It when to Rosa, who happened to be standing nearby, not far from where they had exited the portal.
It pulled on her sleeve, an innocent, yet scared look on its face.
"Miss Rosa, are they going to eat me?"
Asri stood close by, along with Kure, too nervous tp speak. Asri's hands we clasped tightly, as he stood there nervously. Dammit... how did Kiel activate Syn?! He knew the script commands, but it took more than that to activate Syl's other personas. It took... a link... and knowing how to use it. Which Kiel excelled at.
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Post by Trace on Dec 22, 2009 9:41:08 GMT -5
"Come now, you and me. One on one with no magical winds to protect your frail little hide. Unless you wish to decline and thus saving it from being peeled from your back?"
"Oh come on you pathetic idiot." Viscum said, laughing. "Haven't you ever heard of survival of the fittest? That the only the strongest survive? Just because I'm more powerful than you is no reason to be upset."
Viscum grinned, an evil grin that would send chills through the soul of any normal person. That's when it became clear, they had switched positions. Viscum was now the tormentor, and Tommy the tormented.
"I mean just look at the emptiness in your eyes, its almost like someone dragged you through hell." Viscum continued, pausing slightly, his grin becoming wider. "Oh wait, I did."
Rosa and Mazrin watched Viscum. Maz remained silent, his body focused on the incredible amount of magic he was holding within him, ready for a fight. Rosa was much more unsettled, she knew that if any of them fully embraced their demonic side that they would end up like this, but it still wasn't a nice sight to see.
"Miss Rosa, are they going to eat me?"
"No Syl," Rosa said, her voice hardened, flames sparking from her hands. "There's not a damn chance of that happening."
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Post by Tommy Tyrant on Dec 22, 2009 20:43:38 GMT -5
Viscum just kept tap tap tapping away with his futile taunts and jests. Tommy could handle it, hell he could handle someone sitting there repeatedly hitting him in the head with a hammeruntill they went crazy. Viscum, even in his new form, was nothing to him.
Tommy simply smiled back, he couldn't help but feel the change in roles, Viscum was now the immature, cocky party who thought they had the edge and Tommy was now the one who could keep it cool and still be hiding tricks up his sleeves and rabbits in his pockets. Let him keep jittering, let him keep babbling like the fool he is. Tommy thought to himself.
"You put me through hell, only because you couldn't handle me by yourself you had to have an entire, endless void to do it for you. And yet I still escaped? What does that tell you my friend. You will never be able to destroy me you worthless maggot" Tommy stood shaking his head at Viscum, "You had to dissapoint your family to try defeat me, yes I see the look in your sibling's eyes at what you have become. And what have you gained? Absolutely nothing, besides te fact a worse pickle to find yourself in than you had before."
Tommy scraped the razor edge of his hatchet along te side of the wall, creating a few sparks which flew off illuminating Tommy's face, strobe lighting his laughter. Viscum could be here all day with his petty comments and empty threats but Tommy would still be there at the end waiting.
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Post by Trace on Dec 22, 2009 21:47:26 GMT -5
"And what have you gained? Absolutely nothing, besides te fact a worse pickle to find yourself in than you had before."
"What do you want from me Tommy?" Viscum said, suddenly deadly serious. Everything about his expression changed, appearing more demonic that it had previously. His face, in these shadows at least, appeared similar to those creatures that Tommy would have been tormented by in the void. "Do you want death? Do you want me to set you free from your miserable existence? Or something else entirely?"
"I've seen your kind before." The words were coming out of Viscum's mouth, but it wasn't Viscum's voice. It sounded like something else entirely. Something far more demonic. Viscum knew that this would remind Tommy of the torments he must have faced in hell, and while he knew it was cruel, he no longer cared. "Your the type who don't worry what harm you do to the world. Your like a rabid dog, no care, no compassion. Do you know the only way to cure a rabid dog Tommy?"
Viscum pulled his long sword from its holster at his back. It looked different now, the sword was now a mix of solid metal and the demonic mist that still slowly moved around Viscum's body. The sword swung to Viscum's side, where he held it, solemnly.
"You put it down."
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Post by Tommy Tyrant on Dec 22, 2009 22:53:01 GMT -5
Pure hate was coursing through Viscum, and Tommy revelled in it. "Now that's more like it.." Tommy hissed out and held his hatchet at the ready "What do I want? Why all I want for christmas, is you. That and to peel your skin from your bones, wolf down your flesh, bath in your blood and use your bones for Voodoo drums. And by god I'm going to have it!" Tommy had always been insane, but it had always had a comical twist to it, only now it was a true sadist screaming for satisfaction. "I would like to see you put this rabid dog down, you must know that behind every "rabid dog" or madman running around with a lighter and a gas cannister there is a perfectly explanation as to why the deed is done. I am no different, were we better friends you may have understood me. But I guess you and I just aren't friend material huh? Well you have been a joy to know I'll let you have that from me, this experience has benn, well, fun."
Tommy smiled then his face contorted back to a hateful mask of pain and twisted evil.
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Post by cyansky on Dec 23, 2009 1:51:55 GMT -5
Syl latched onto Rosa's arm, obviously scared. Asri heaved a disappointed sigh. Why was he so useless? Because of him, Syl would once again see the horrors they did in the past. That thought almost brought tears to Asri's face. Syl, or, more accurately Seth, was innocent. It made up most of the core programming it had... it was what made Seth... Seth. If that innocence was lost... Asri silently fell to his knees, covering his face with his hands.
"I'm sorry, Seth," he muttered, too softly for anyone to hear. "For being so useless."
Syl, on the other hand, took no notice of Asri and tugged on Rosa's sleeve once again.
"Why not Rosa?" it asked, "That man..."
It raised its head in Viscum's direction.
"He's just as scary as the clown!"
It hugged her arm tighter, squeezing its eyes shut. The sight of Viscum and Tommy pained it... both were overtaken by the darkness within them. Both were on about to brutally rip each other apart. Syl didn't want to see the fight, but it knew that there was no escape now. Asri had brought it here in hope that it could help. But how could it? Syl didn't want to hurt anyone.
"I'm glad to see you, but I wish it didn't have to be in front of a fight. I've been searching all over for you to give you a little present... but... I... I didn't expect this!"
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