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exsiliumlogs2012-12-14 04:12 pm
northrend) wrote in exsiliumlogs2012-12-14 04:12 pm
[PLOT] That's no ordinary rabbit
Date & Time: All day Friday, December 14th and onward.
Location: Initiate Hold
Characters: All
Summary: The plague has taken hold and there are rampant, angry undead critters running around! Better get rid of them quick, before you attract the Scourge Horde.
Warnings: Undead attacks, localized around cute woodland critters.
[The death tolls of all the woodland animals had come around the same time. Some lasted longer than others, but for the most part, it appeared that most of the sickly animals had passed sometime in the middle of the night. The next morning, transports would awaken to find their furry friends looking...well, less than furry. Their eyes glow a sickly yellow, patches of fur fall off their body, and they continuously cry for help.
Help from whom? You?
Or the group of rampaging ghouls charging toward you?]
[ooc: Original plot post is here!. If you would like me to NPC ghoul attacks in your thread, please mark your subject line with three asterisks. (***) Otherwise, feel free to do it amongst yourselves! Please note that I won't be able to NPC threads until tomorrow afternoon.]
Location: Initiate Hold
Characters: All
Summary: The plague has taken hold and there are rampant, angry undead critters running around! Better get rid of them quick, before you attract the Scourge Horde.
Warnings: Undead attacks, localized around cute woodland critters.
[The death tolls of all the woodland animals had come around the same time. Some lasted longer than others, but for the most part, it appeared that most of the sickly animals had passed sometime in the middle of the night. The next morning, transports would awaken to find their furry friends looking...well, less than furry. Their eyes glow a sickly yellow, patches of fur fall off their body, and they continuously cry for help.
Help from whom? You?
Or the group of rampaging ghouls charging toward you?]
[ooc: Original plot post is here!. If you would like me to NPC ghoul attacks in your thread, please mark your subject line with three asterisks. (***) Otherwise, feel free to do it amongst yourselves! Please note that I won't be able to NPC threads until tomorrow afternoon.]
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Of course, he's neglected to mention the part about his mother granting him a half-demon heritage. Some of the boons that come with it are being a huge flying jackass, and being able to use an axe like it's an extension of yourself. No downsides that Eddie can really see.
"You gotta let me get a look at that claw when this shit's over. That thing is fuckin' awesome, man!
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He punctuates the comment with a headbutt, face to face with a zombie for a moment before smashing the skull back into the ribcage, bone fragments spalling like shrapnel as he bulles forward, ripping a swung sword by another of the zombies in half, snapping it with a fist-closing gesture of his claw.
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Eddie lands on the ground, encircled by the undead. For a brief moment, it looks like they'll be able to grasp his wings and hold him down, tear him limb from limb, but Eddie? He just smiles, bringing his guitar to bear once again. With a mighty leap, he rises into the air and comes back down with a hard stomp in a kneeling position, playing a brand new power chord.
The chord seems to make the world around him shake, crushing the undead closest to him and blasting the others back far enough to give him time to will his wings back into his body. The entire process only takes a split second, and Eddie begins his assault on the ground at Priad's side, cleaving through the masses with his axe like something akin to a really fucking metal Slap Chop.
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"So you say. But the numbers aren't thinning much, if at all."