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exsiliumlogs2013-09-15 02:26 am
initiates) wrote in exsiliumlogs2013-09-15 02:26 am
Entry tags:
- #plot post,
- ahiru (princess tutu),
- alixandra demter (original),
- allen walker (d. gray-man),
- alucard anselm (original),
- apollo (original),
- ashraf salib (original),
- blaine thorps (original),
- caesar saladberg (suikoden iii),
- carol (baccano!),
- celebrían (lotr),
- chrysos kineas (original),
- collette "please" (animorphs),
- cross marian (d.gray-man),
- crucible/hogan bight (dragonlance),
- dr. gordon freeman (half-life),
- effie trinket (the hunger games),
- elliot nightray (pandora hearts),
- elmer c. albatross (baccano!),
- fili (the hobbit),
- flora (the winx club),
- galadriel (lotr),
- gilbert nightray (pandora hearts),
- howard link (d.gray-man),
- isaac lahey (teen wolf),
- jaime reyes (dc comics),
- kanaya maryam (homestuck),
- keith goodman (tiger & bunny),
- kevin cecil (makai ouji),
- kili (the hobbit),
- kirika kure (oriko magica),
- lavi (d.gray-man),
- lenalee lee (d.gray-man),
- madoka kaname (madoka magica),
- maria thorpe (assassin's creed),
- miranda lotto (d.gray-man),
- nanami kiryuu (rgu),
- oriko mikuni (oriko magica),
- oz vessalius (pandora hearts),
- peeta mellark (the hunger games),
- peter rumancek (hemlock grove),
- pidonus marasia (original),
- piper halliwell (charmed),
- priad (warhammer 40k),
- raiden (metal gear),
- ruka (yu-gi-oh!),
- saul goodman (breaking bad),
- sayaka miki (madoka magica),
- scott mccall (teen wolf),
- sofiya karimov (original),
- stephanie brown (dc comics),
- teshigawara naoya (another),
- tsubomi hanasaki (heartcatch precure),
- vanadi "the chaste" (original),
- xerxes break (pandora hearts)
Cometh the Big Crying Wheel
Date & Time: Sept 15th
Location: A refurbished castle on the outskirts of Exsilium.
Characters: Anyone at the party!
Summary: Vanadi hosts a party that goes very poorly.
Warnings: Violence, probably! Let a mod know if we should update this.
It’s a lovely night for a party!
The venue at the outskirts of town is, unfortunately, a bit drafty — and actually rather sparsely furnished, as well. In fact, party goers are encouraged to mingle, drink, and enjoy themselves in the courtyard, as the castle itself wasn’t able to be renovated in time, and has proven to be a little bit architecturally unsound. Any explorative guests might find a small hail of dust and pebbles on their heads if they venture too far in — and who knows what else, if they continue on.
But the drinks and snacks both are plentiful and delicious, and the large canvas set up from castle wall to castle wall keeps off the sprinkling rain. The weather could even be described as warmish and pleasant, if one were feeling generous. A group of Exiles plays classic instruments in one corner of the courtyard, having been paid enough to even smile at any Transports that wander near.
All in all, it’s shaping up to be a good night. Until about 10 PM, that is. Come 10 PM, the Misery rolls into town, tearing down the canvas, nullifying powers, and crying corrosive blood everywhere. That’s the cue for all hell to break loose, as the final wave of mind-controlled characters snag their victims and make for the hills — or at least for the UE. The mind-controlled characters will also have the backup of a squadron of 20 of the Masked, the UE's special ops force. The Masked's main goal is to grab those on their list and get away, but they're certainly not above shooting to kill at anyone that gets in their way. They're also highly trained in hand-to-hand combat and physically enhanced by their suits, so they're a good bunch to try to avoid.
But do have a wonderful time until then, won’t you?
Location: A refurbished castle on the outskirts of Exsilium.
Characters: Anyone at the party!
Summary: Vanadi hosts a party that goes very poorly.
Warnings: Violence, probably! Let a mod know if we should update this.
It’s a lovely night for a party!
The venue at the outskirts of town is, unfortunately, a bit drafty — and actually rather sparsely furnished, as well. In fact, party goers are encouraged to mingle, drink, and enjoy themselves in the courtyard, as the castle itself wasn’t able to be renovated in time, and has proven to be a little bit architecturally unsound. Any explorative guests might find a small hail of dust and pebbles on their heads if they venture too far in — and who knows what else, if they continue on.
But the drinks and snacks both are plentiful and delicious, and the large canvas set up from castle wall to castle wall keeps off the sprinkling rain. The weather could even be described as warmish and pleasant, if one were feeling generous. A group of Exiles plays classic instruments in one corner of the courtyard, having been paid enough to even smile at any Transports that wander near.
All in all, it’s shaping up to be a good night. Until about 10 PM, that is. Come 10 PM, the Misery rolls into town, tearing down the canvas, nullifying powers, and crying corrosive blood everywhere. That’s the cue for all hell to break loose, as the final wave of mind-controlled characters snag their victims and make for the hills — or at least for the UE. The mind-controlled characters will also have the backup of a squadron of 20 of the Masked, the UE's special ops force. The Masked's main goal is to grab those on their list and get away, but they're certainly not above shooting to kill at anyone that gets in their way. They're also highly trained in hand-to-hand combat and physically enhanced by their suits, so they're a good bunch to try to avoid.
But do have a wonderful time until then, won’t you?
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Pidonus?! [She looks extremely concerned. What's going on...?]
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NOT HERE! NOT...
[As Pidonus audibly freaks out, her body seems to be... Shifting, somehow. Her boots seem to fade as her feet shift to goat-like cloven hooves, her gloves into brutal-looking claws...
But that's far less noticible than the gashes opening all over Pidonus' body, spewing out dark blood every which way. As if something were tearing at her from within.
Then there's her trying to run away.]
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When the blood spews, Tori moves to not be hit by it without even thinking. However, once Pidonus starts running Tori can't help but follow her. Call it concern.]
Pidonus!
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[Pidonus isn't comfortable in this body, that much is obvious by her half-halting steps and constantly near-tripping over herself. Tori won't have a problem catching up.]
Don't look at me...
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Are you crazy?! I can't just leave while you're in so much pain! [She tries not to focus so much on Pidonus looks like, because while it's shocking it doesn't really matter right now. What matters right now is helping her.]
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[Whoops, that is another gash right in one leg sending her tumbling to the ground.]
There's an antimagic field... No, something stronger than that. I need to get away or...
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[But... an antimagic field? Something stronger? Does that mean her own magic is gone? Why couldn't she feel that...?]
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[Pidonus keeps trying to move, hobbling on one cloven foot. It doesn't help that she's a good bit taller than usual...]
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Let me help you get away. With what happened a few months ago... after the way I screwed up... I owe it to you.
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I'm just...
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[She sighs.]
Come on, Pidonus... it'll be okay. I'm not going to hurt you. [Out of everyone here, Pidonus has seen Tori at her most vulnerable. It's difficult for her to trust people, but she feels she owes Pidonus that much. Especially since now, it seems like she's seeing Pidonus at her most vulnerable.] I'll get you out of here... you just have to trust me, okay?
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*Unsteadily, Pidonus raises a bloodied arm.*
This... It's worse than antimagic. It's...
Ow...
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Whatever it is, we need to get you out of it immediately. [She's a lot more worried than she lets herself show. There's a small siren going off in the back of her head--"what if you can't help her what if she dies"--but she tries to ignore it.]
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[Pidonus' steps are unsteady as can be. Between obviously NOT being used to her legs being a different shape, there's the sheer amount of cuts... Indeed, if Tori stops to watch, she can almost see the new ones appearing.]
It's... Just...
[She's in too much pain to even finish the sentence now, and is starting to move out of desperation.]