Terakus – Destroyer’s Domain (1) : Shattered Dimensions.

The Anti God Gizora was now assembling his Dark Lords for the first time in centuries.  Were they ready for the Destroyer’s current physical form?

 

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” Peeing standing up makes your wee-wee stream go down , lefties and rightsies ; aiming is hard ain’t it ? I like to act like it’s sprinklers ~”

– Charlie would turn around and run in circles with his hands up in a airplane motion while slowly running into Gizora’s proxcimity after speaking . It would be weird for someone to actually describe their own behind closed doors activities but Charlie spoke with great confidence , most would find it hard to actually respond correctly without feeling disgusted . He stayed still behind Gizora to her side while listening to her talk to Onryo and not before long he would begin fidgeting his legs while waving at the Dark Lord once he was introduced and slowly motioned towards the door while his eyes stayed on the door heavily gazing at the idea of ………. Well yeah.-

” Speaking of Wee wee’s . Lord Gizora can I……… go ? ”

 

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Onryo’s heavily lidded golden gaze lifted to the butler that graciously announced his presence to those within that he now began to rethink the idea of visiting their Dark Master without the other Dark Lords in tow. Typically, the four of them had always been together during such interactions that he felt comfortable on only being called upon when he was needed. Yet, how long had it been since he had seen them? Aside from Vithra who checked up on him on occasion. Many centuries since he had retreated like a hermit to his domain. He had perhaps grown accustomed to being in the presence of the dead rather than the living.

Regardless, those double doors came spreading wide to reveal the wide and luxurious suite that was well suited to belong to any King.The dark lord’s lips trembled with words that came to find no sound at all. Onryo was frozen momentarily to that spot with widened eyes almost like a deer in headlight’s whenever it was impossible to ignore the shapely backside that was straight ahead of him. It appeared he had come at a most inconvenient moment..One that would cost him his life once his master knew he had walked in upon his lady. So, he was to die here? No more than a blood splattered upon these polished floors to walk forever like one of his spirits on barren lands..There was not a hope to cling to at this point.It was over for him even before the battle started.

“My lord..I..” What could be said to save him? Eyes settled closed with his jaw setting to become more tense that Onryo was attempting to resign himself to this mundane sort of fate. All of such dire thoughts consumed him until he heard this Lady’s voice that those golden depths blinked awake with a sense of confusion clouding his calm expression “You know of my name..? Forgive me..It has been perhaps many centuries since I have seen my lord. The passage of time has grown..strange to me.” His voice was devoid of anything but an eagerness to solve this mystery that he pondered if it was his own mind playing tricks on him. Surely not..

Slowly, the strong unmistakable presence of his lord began to make itself known in such a way that Onryo couldn’t help but recall the feeling..Within the small delicate frame contained all that power of the destructor. Raising a clawed hand to his broad chest covered by the many layers he wore, Onryo’s horned head bowed low in deep reverence to his lord regardless of this transformation “My..lord, It is a pleasure to that the ritual has born fruit to your resurrection and former power restored to you. I have learned amongst the spirits..It is not the vessel that matters so much as what is within.” Raising to his full height that now was much greater than his lord now, he did so in enough time to extend his hand to shake his hand as well.. It was unexpected but he normally did not speak with their Master alone after all. The dark lord pressed a dark nail to tapped at his chin thoughtfully whenever Gizora mentioned the observer’s hand in this unexpected event “I would not be too surprised if the Observer had a hand in this. Gauging his actions to this point, he so does love his games and trickery..”he stated, with heavy eyes narrowing ever so briefly.

He felt himself silly for standing there in the doorway for so long that the tall lord took it upon himself to join them further within the confines of the room, hearing the double doors softly close behind him. Turning his attention to the youthful looking boy, Onryo nodded once in confirmation to meeting the odd little one Charlie. He had been much in change with reviving their lord after all that many of them had kept in contact with him. There were many things about him that prove as eccentric, but there was no doubt of his loyalty to their lord and the cause “Eheh..He is very courageous, isn’t he.” Lips perked up in a rare bit of a smirk with a deep chuckle rumbling through his throat to hear of Charlie’s forwardness towards his lord’s new form..Anyone else likely would have been maimed or killed at the very least.

He looked back to Charlie whenever he called his lord by a different name, raising a slender brow before he looked back to the retreating form of Gizora “My lord..Gizora..is it now? This place is very new to me as well. I may accompany you if you wish or I could await the other Dark Lord’s in the lounge.” He offered, unsure of his wishes.

 

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Terakus – Destroyer’s Domain.

So long ago formalities and tradition reigned supreme. Meetings between the Dark Lords and their leader were often done in closed chambers and the audience only granted to the four. To have an audience alone with the Destroyer was far from the norm, and might take some getting used too. Of course, Gizora was still coming to grips with the form he had taken on his awakening. But if his temperament was anything to go by, he was certainly taking it in his stride. It was enough to have little Charlie acting as he so dared. His enthusiasm and lust for life had given the Destroyer a great deal of amusement thus far. In fact, before the Dark Lord Onryo was announced, the pair had been discussing the advantage of peeing while being male. This lead to Charlie’s rather comical exhibition of how he peed. It brought about a chuckle from Gizora who wanted nothing more than to pat the lad on the head. But in all the excitement, it seemed that the discussion of relieving one’s self caused his need to suddenly go. He was practically crossing his legs, and biting that lip nervously, as he hopped about.

‘ Speaking of Wee wee’s . Lord Gizora can I……… go ? ”

“Ahaha. Course you can go. Ask the help for fruit loops so you can practice your aim.” With a wink Gizora sent the lad off to go where he needed to, and hopefully not in the Destroyer’s own bathroom. He liked some privacy.

Now with Charlie off tending to himself, it left the horned headed beast with the Destroyer to walk along the corridor that led to one of the vast lounges. Gizora seemed not to be in all that much of a hurry, strolling along casually, with the smart sounding clicking of her heels along the stone floors. Polished to a high shine, it reflected pretty much everything. The Destroyer kept stealing glances at his faithful and then smacked her lips together before speaking.

“This is all a bit of a shock for you, isn’t it?’ Stating the obvious. “The Observer will pay for this outrageous prank if and when those that conducted the genetic testing get back to me. They..er…did a few experiments whilst I was sleeping.” This was what Gizora had been informed by Charlie – who seemed to be more in the know than most. When asked if the Destroyer was to be known as Gizora, he nodded twice. “I go by a few other names…Satan, the Devil, Lucifer, Beelzebub, the Prince of Darkness. But…I think Gizora suits this form.”

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He chuckled again then let out a sigh. “It’s going to be a real bitch to have to explain this every single damn time. I can see it getting old real fast.” You could see the dark glimmer of red appearing in her irises, before it soon faded back in.“But enough about tits and arse. Tell me what you have been doing within your realm as I slumbered, hmm? What…diabolical things have you been up too? Amuse me.”

Reaching the vast lounge area, that featured great walls of multiple television screens that showed everything from the stock market, to racing, news, updates on Alterus and of course, the weather. Finding a large black lounge suite, Gizora made himself comfortable, as a servant brought over a silver tray, with a box of the finest cigars on all of Terakus, and of course a bottle of brandy with some glasses.

Taking a cigar, Gizora rolled it under his nose, before inhaling the aroma.

“Ahhh nothing but the best. Come…” He patted the couch with a well manicured hand. “Sit…let’s chew the fat.”

 

~RB~

 

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.Vithyra Aethylla Rosherren.


At the East Wing of the Destroyer’s Domain, was the Dark Lord of Delicacy, Vithyra Aethylla Rosherren. Going for just a walk ended up in a rather long walk through the Destroyer’s Domain, as she was just hoping to clear her mind from the last few years. Getting the news that the Destroyer had awoken was good news, but she knew that with this a new area had arrived and with that new troubles, possibly new enemies as well. The last war ended up with them being defeated, banned to their own lands, forcing them, the dark lords to retrieve. Vithyra Aethylla was never going to forgot that day, that long dreadful day.. ‘We will get them all for this. . .’, with that thought she continued her way down the corridors as she was on her way back to the lounge, hopefully she was able to meet up there with the other Dark Lords and maybe even meet the Destroyer there. She was curious and wondering what form the Destroyer would have this time, it was the only positive thing about this all, their Lord was back and with that an other change to take over what has always belonged to them. “Please, get out of my way. . .” Vithyra Aethylla spoke after she had cleared her throat as a maid was just walking in her way, the maid jumped up and quickly moved away, making room for Vithyra to pass. Getting closer to the lounge, she was certain that the Lord would be there, she could feel his presence getting stronger with each step she was taking..

‘My my my. . . Never thought I would get lost in a place like this. . .’ She thought to herself as she sighs softly, shaking her head in disbelief. She normally had no troubles with finding her way, but her troubled and clouded mind had made her get lost in this rather large building. ‘Seems like you have done it again, Vithyra. . . You’re lucky Onryo isn’t here to rub it into your face or scare the soul out of you. . .’ as she just rolled her eyes, not even want to think about what Onryo would have done at a moment like this. With him being the Dark Lord of Fear, he sure had a odd sense of humor to scare people all the time, specially her.. “You. . !” Vithyra Aethylla spoke loudly as she spots a maid and smirks brightly. “Take me to the lounge, asap. . .” and with that the maid just nods and started to walk in a quick pace in front of Vithyra leading the way towards the lounge..

 

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Despite that he had come to settle himself within the inner sauctum of his Master’s chambers, Onryo stood nearby alongside one wall as if somehow he might camoflage with the scenery while being at the Gizora’s disposal all at the same time. There was a tenseness to his tall form that the youkai sought to leave buried that one could only perhaps see if he was looked upon closely enough. There was a vibrancy of colors here that his golden colored depths didn’t appear to be adjusting to as quickly as he liked in comparison to his own realm. In addition, this place appeared to be created by powerful magicians like himself that he could feel the way that power surged through these walls almost as if giving life to them. How long had be kept himself holed almost akin to a hermit in his own domain? In a place of the dead. Once more, keeping track of time wasn’t a forte of his.

Onryo decided to focus on the tranformation of his master in his new form as Gizora, knowing that regardless of the form that there was no way that the unfolding events would change..Everything would always go on the destined path that they must follow. Either way, it was interesting to note that he was in an oddly good mood that was unusual from many of the times before. This was a new chance to get back at the Creator and his revival to attribute to such though he pondered in his own thoughts if taking on this new form was a refreshing change for him. The informal exchange between Charlie and their master was perhaps an even stranger matter to him oddly enough that gave cause for slender brows to raise lightly. It might have only been natural to one created in his own vision..or perhaps he was too stuck in the ways of old. Brows knitted to the perplexity in wondering what these ‘fruit loops’ were but he would not question go about asking unneccesary questions .

Once Charlie headed off to the restroom, Onryo got in line to follow along after Gizora nearby her elbow at a leisurely casual pace that allowed the both of them to take in the sights of more of the castle and the many more rooms that such a grand place possessed. He better off believed himself to lose his way and die of starvation, forgotten by the rest of the Dark lords in one of these lonely hallways to haunt forever on than he ever thought to memorize such a place. Some part of his was glad that Gizora took the lead even if his expression beyond the mask remained most neutral. His eyes were lured curiously to the confidently stiding figure of his master as he asked his feeling on the matter.

There was a small pause on his part to consider it with the sway of longer dark locks swaying behind him in their movements while his hand clenched at the large hardback tome that patterned with a strange inscription that he always carried “I will admit that it came of a surprise to me..but you are not any less yourself, is that not so? It is all that matters. It is strange to me that the Observer thought it would prove advantageous to play such a game rather than working to improve the fighting quality of his dear knights..He may have power but perhaps not the intellent to wield it responsibly.” He stated his theory on the matter, unsure of the true reason. Regardless, it was another reason to be careful he supposed to ensure that he wasn’t up to playing any more tricks on them. On the matter of experiments, Onryo could only conclude that Charlie was more versed in this area that he hadn’t hard much about it. Instead, the horned youkai’s lips lifted briefly with a smirk in agreement to their master’s newly chosen name ” Lord Gizora..I cannot help but agree. A new name for a new beginning..or beginning of the end perhaps..”

Onryo came to find himself somewhat troubled that his narrowly slitted hues sank down to the stone floors below that servants tended to work tirelessly to keep polished to a shiny gleam. There was no easy way to amuse his master, knowing the other had seen much more of the beauty of calamity and despair than all four Dark ones paired together..or at least he believed so. He was trying to think on such when they arrived at the lounge, a place that offered more comforts than he thought possible even if the pressure of being the only one to keep his lord’s company remained.” I must confess I could never surpass any of your diabolical achievements, My lord Gizora..But I suppose I have made my domain a very..unique place. One that my inherent power created..” Once properly seated, Onryo was pleasantly surprised to the comfort of the black leather sofa they sat often that he brushed one hand along the soft surface curiously enough before continuing. He came to lift the hand closest to Gizora with an outstretched palm as a long nailed hand unfurled..An orb now lay there curious enough that was questionable if it was created out of an illusion of magic or truth..but a visions of his domain began to appear there “It’s become quite a confusing place..of death, unreality and nightmare. Those that realize themselves will relive their deaths and fears over and over again until they wish to forget again.. That is simply the way it is.”

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Once he heard the sound of footsteps approaching, the orb seemingly came to disappear from his grasp to lower his hand back down. Onryo nodded his greeting to his old friend that he hadn’t seen in quite sometime..A couple of centuries or so? He looked to Gizora then that he could sympathize with the way that he was going to be forced to explain this new situation for some time “Hnn..Quite late, aren’t we? You’ve never been one for direction I suppose, Vithyra eheh..”

[ 2nd Dungeon] : Abyssmal Core (2) – Shattered Dimensions.

 

The quest now in the Abyssmal Core was becoming more dangerous by the minute.  Was Grant and Kasumi ready to face the worst that the Servants of Gizora could throw at them?

 

 

Kiri:  Kasumi was really beginning to get tired of this damned place already. First they got sucked in against their, her, will; then they end up going into a maze due to no other choice being possible; and THEN they had to jump into the mouth of some damnable beastie. And to top it off so far? THEY WERE STUCK IN SOME PITCH BLACK PLACE! Kasumi released Grant’s hand without a word, actually fairly agitated at this point, but she withheld her words for when they had gotten out of the dungeon. Oh she’d let him have it then, when they weren’t at any really harmful and dangerous risk. Kasumi could hear Grant messing with something, but what was lost to her at this point as she continued to stand completely still and not move at all as she debated on what to do; or so she would have done if the light hadn’t come on, regardless of the fact that not very much came out of it.

Kasumi looked at the dinky light with a look of amusement for a few moments, kind of trying not to laugh at him as she reached over and plucked the thing from his hands, turning it right back off so he could save his own battery. Surely he’d protest, but she’d simply cut him off by placing a finger to his lips only a moment before the two of them, and more of the surrounding area would have become far brighter as she ignited her Fox-Fire, letting it burn a bright crimson around her right hand. With a small smile, she would’ve dropped his keys into his hand before taking a look around; speaking a bit quietly, her voice a bit more relaxed now.

“Well, this is definitely a pickle. What an annoyance. Save that flashlight for later, you’ll need it more than likely. I can use my flames in order to handle this easily enough.”

Of course she could. but what was it that they saw…?

 

Fu:  Thee Abyss

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Abyssmal Core Theme

– The Light shone out and just barely ; just barely the darkness revealed a enigma. This being was unnatural and clearly belonged to this realm , with it’s appearance it clearly wasn’t a passive being nor did it display any sort of peace offering or gestures. The being roared with great intensity and revealed a certain aura around itself. The being was half formed , but this was clearly not a gesture of weakness ; it was quite possible the beast was everything that was dark . It oozed red liquid from it’s lips and onto the ground which stained it quite nicely , however as it drooled lightly it would stare at the source of light and allow it’s second roar to dim the light slowly just like a candle losing it’s brilliance. The beast would then reach to grab Grant with it’s hand , doing so with a quick motion and very little warning . Did it seek to harm him or entrap him in this realm forever ? What could have been the reason behind it ? It couldn’t be certain but for the most part it did not seem quite certain. –

” Eyes.
Eyes full of lies.
Lies that hold little truth but reveal a false nature
What is it that you will wager ? ”

– Something once more rang within the male’s brain . What could it have meant ? There can be many different interpretations , but clearly the person would have to throw something away to hold this power. But this beast had seemed quite furious , as if ready to eat them. It seemed like it was the choice the beast has chosen and would not be satisfied until it has done what it has –

 

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Thee Abyss

Here was Grant, thinking he had it all going on great. Sure, it was a dinky flashlight, but it was better than nothing. Kasumi on the other hand thought it was a joke. She snatched it out of his hand, since the kitsune had a far better idea on how to illuminate where they had landed. Grant wanted to say a few choice words, but the kitsune placed a finger to his lips, muting him in an instant. The young man stared at her unblinking, since he knew she was not one to be trifled with. Then she did the most amazing thing. Creating a fox fire with her right hand. Wow, talk about amazing. Grant was really impressed by that.

“How’d you do that?” Genuinely intrigued. This girl was just one surprise after another. One thing was for sure, it was a hell of a lot brighter than his key chain flash light. Kasumi dropped the keys back in his hand, and he quickly placed them back into his backpack pocket with a little shrug of his shoulders. You could tell that the guy hadn’t ever done anything quite like this before.

“Well, this is definitely a pickle. What an annoyance. Save that flashlight for later, you’ll need it more than likely. I can use my flames in order to handle this easily enough.”

Pickle was the right word. Grant nodded at the instruction to save the flashlight for later, since they just didn’t know what was around the corner.

“You are so cool. Hey, next time we go on a quest, I’m packing marsh mellows.” Ever the optimist that they would survive this one. After all, they were in a darkened place, in the mouth of a big super slug. Grant was just about to point out where to go next, when…..

~RRRROOOOOAAAARRRR~

“What was that?”

Sure enough, the nightmare had only just begun. Turning towards the sound, the pair would encounter a demonic like being that was only half formed. It oozed red icky liquid from its mouth and it was staining the ground where it’s feet should be.

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“Mommy….” Who else would you call for when you are so scared you are about to shit your pants. “I should have worn the brown slacks.” Grant cried, his voice getting into a higher pitch as a second roar was heard, blasting back the hair on Grant’s head, and weakening the glow of the fox fire.

“Oh shit…..” Grant stared at Kasumi’s hand and then urged her. “Make it glow…make it….ARRRGGGGGHHH!” The beast seized Grant in its right hand and with a quick motion, drew it closer to that horrible bleeding mouth. “It wants to eat meeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”

Flailing and kicking about, Grant struggled against the beasts hold, till he again heard that same voice. The voice of the riddler.

” Eyes.
Eyes full of lies.
Lies that hold little truth but reveal a false nature
What is it that you will wager ? ”

Grant was starting to hate these riddles. Grant repeated the words out loud so that Kasumi could hear.

“Eyes full of lies? Eyes full of lies?” Grant racked his brain as he tried to understand. “There were eyes in the…maze…looking. Eyes…wait…the maze is lying? How can a maze lie? Panicking now, he squealed again, and chewed on his bottom lip as he came so awfully close to the beast again.

“Wait…”

Grant struggled, and then in a flurry of movement, he tore off the swords on his back and threw them down upon the red stained floor.

“My swords….” Without them he couldn’t fight, and he was no threat. Was the beast really a threat to him? Kasumi might have well thought he lost the plot.

 

~RB~

The Kingdom of Wrath : The Princess Diaries.

Kingdom of Wrath – Castle  (New Series)

 

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Kingdom of Wrath’s Castle, the main hub for all activity for the Kingdom of Wrath and the current “Satan’s,” Princess of Wrath, home. This is where she is normally seen, and typically she is either roaming around or actually sitting at her throne. Though which is never certain for her.

Kiri:  Wrath huh? Well, for the information of most people who don’t know, or have yet to find out; Wrath isn’t all fire, chaos and destruction like one might have expected from a place in Hell. Obviously someone, the current Princess of Wrath name, definitely had put in thought of something more than just power. And it showed, in spite of the war that Wrath had recently gone through, the land was barren and rocky yes, but for a place in Hell it looked damn peaceful. The castle itself stood regal, with flames burning in several places with the brilliance of power. Though the castle seemed a little strange in design, it housed who might have been one of the strongest Princes, or rather Princess in this case, to live at the time. Though many thought she was low tier indeed, but she liked it that way.

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Sitting in the darkness, alone, the current Princess of Wrath, named Sayaka, rested upon her thrown with golden eyes closed. She was finally taking a break from the damnable amounts of work that were worse than even damnation itself. She gave a heavy blown sigh, fingering the hilt of her abnormally shaped katana-like weapon. She seemed distracted by something, but what was unclear exactly. Perhaps it was the war that had ended? Or could it have been something other than that little Hell of its own? No one could see through that blank face. A Princess of Wrath who was calm, a sight to see wasn’t it? Well don’t let appearances deceive you, she’s a definite firebrand not scared to show a man his place. Her eyes forced themselves opened as soon as she began to hear more people bustling out, wondering if she should spirit herself away to relax.Razorbackwriter:  Kingdom of Wrath – Castle

Everything seemed so peaceful. Fire bursting through various points in the floor, the walls littered with trophies of the damned that dared to try and take on the insatiable Princess of Wrath – Sayaka. A goddess like creature that was resting upon her gilded throne, her golden eyes hidden beneath closed lids. Her voluptuous chest rising and falling as though in slumber….but was she? Could it be that she was merely resting after the wars….after all that had happened in the past few months. She deserved the rest, didn’t she? It was so hard to run a Kingdom such as Wrath on their lonesome. Sure, she had followers…knights, guards, servants, butt boys…all that. But what she didn’t have was someone that could see behind the well veiled mask. Oh yes, she kept that calm, serene look about her. Was it all an act though? Some say that being in Hell is the worst thing imaginable, and yet, we can live our own private Hell deep within. It was highly likely that this was the case. To have it all…and yet be plagued by something that never allowed her to truly be free to let her guard down. Something….dark waited. Wrapped up and pent up. Under a mental lock and key. Anyone can show serenity, but how long would it be before the visage cracks. It was well known that Sayaka could put a man in his place. Freeze him with her bold stare.

But what…if it were a woman?

They say timing is everything, and there was no time like the present. Oh, the other Princes in Hell had their own demons, others had it lucky. Sayaka was about to discover that she was being watched, and had been for quite some time now.

~Purrrrrrrrr~

There it was. A flash of black that moved through the shadows. A sweet sounding kitty like purr of satisfaction. The witch had picked her moment well, just as the Princess’s eyes were starting to open. Golden eyes, much like her own but shaped like small almonds blinked out of the darkness. The Princess may well ask who was there and she would be answered of course.

“Mmmm someone’s lonely.” That was not the sound of a cat meowing, that had a human like quality. Morphing out of the darkness appeared a shapely woman. A shock of blonde curls that framed a pretty face was now staring at the Princess on the throne. A wry grin was on the girl’s face before she chewed her bottom lip almost in a coy fashion. “D’awww, did I interrupt your nap?” Kat made a mock pout. Oh this feline bitch was something else. Odd little black cat like ears appeared poking through her golden curls. They twitched back and forth as she sashayed up towards the throne.

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“You know, you might feel a whole lot better if you…stroked something.” Kat caught the pink of her tongue between her teeth as she waited for the Princess to react. A eyebrow wiggle and then Kat pawed at her. “Me -oow, you know what I’m saying.” ~RB~ 

Time stops – Hell’s Kitchen : SS

~They say that when you meet the love of your life, time stops – and that’s true.~

iMoo

Narcissa was more or less lost on everything that had just taken place. She resorted to standing idly by, silent as everything was handled by the Doctor alone. More or less, anyway. Everyone had parted on their own without her having to see them out, or ensure that no detours were made. She would simply look after them each time they went, eyes following them curiously before they turned back to Wilhelm. The room was silent again without anyone left to make demands to the man. Narcissa, who had began to look dull, perked up enough that light seemed to flash back in her eyes and the corners of her lips turned up slightly. This was the face best worn for the others in Hell’s Kitchen. It didn’t last long though. The sound of the lift having been silenced in the distance, it was only when the frankensteinian girl began walking toward Wilhelm that he staggered and clutched a work bench. “Doctor?” Her smile faltered while she slowed midstep, reaching out as though to help steady him from where she stood. Everything…I did, I did for love. Narcissa didn’t know what the Doctor meant as he continued speaking, but the tone of his voice and his expression concerned even her. The girl’s usually smiling face was now sporting a frown. The tear that rolled down his cheek as he looked at her caused her to freeze further; this was not the Wilhelm she knew. But she understood he had deeper feelings than happiness, like everyone in Hell’s Kitchen. Narcissa would stare back at him as he stood before her and patted her shoulder. “Wilhelm…” The monster never said the Doctor’s name. Not ever. She did now, but without knowing what she wanted to say to him.

Not that it would matter in the end. She looked in the direction that he turned, and as he walked away to a control panel. From here the monster took a step toward him and stopped again, as though she was unsure what to do in their current situation. Narcissa was obviously confused to what situation was being brought up, but she had a gut feeling that it was bad. Was Wilhelm in the right state of mind? Had the deal he just made meant something bad for him? Something bad for Hell’s Kitchen? She had barely heard his whisper before the sirens started blaring around the pair, red lights flashing over the originally green lit room. There was no answer for that question, as she couldn’t begin to guess what his secret might have been. Even remembering the short moment from the previous night while he helped her pick out a mask, she could come up with nothing. Her mind wouldn’t delve that deep while she recognized that the Doctor was in low spirits now and saying weird things. “Doctor, I don’t…” Narcissa’s eyes dragged away from him, shooting toward the lift when she heard the hunchback scream for him. His continuous calling only frightened her before she looked back to see Wilhelm swaying on his stool. He would kill himself with blood loss… But why wasn’t she moving to remove the IV needle from his arm? “Doctor, please!” She clutched onto her white coat nervously, looking deeply concerned for him. It felt like her feet were stuck to the ground. She could always reach the lift and attempt to get out, but she didn’t know the code either. What did that mean for her? Narcissa looked to the insulators that were bubbling; the first one finally broke and something hideous fell out. One of the Doctor’s creations, no doubt. Was there any hope to control these things? For her? She tried to pay no mind to the way it roared at her, baring its terrible fangs. Normally, she wouldn’t be bothered by this sort of thing, but she was always in company of the good Doctor and the rest of the team. Now she was alone, and Wilhelm seemed crazed…at least compared to his normal personality and ideas. But the set up here was planned; this had been his way to bring his army to life, so he was thinking clearly. “Doctor!” she cried out, despite the heaps of goopy bodies falling to the ground around the tomb. Narcissa had to lunge forward to catch him before he hit the ground, sobbing. Her cries were dry, as her tear ducts didn’t work. “Don’t be dead! I like you alive!” She pulled the IV needle form his arm at long last, if the fall hadn’t done so for her, and she stood up to look at the standing undead, shoulders shaking as she clutched onto Wilhelm with the hope that he was only unconscious. Narcissa would begin to back away toward the lift, one hand reaching for her rod that she kept tucked in her coat pocket while she propped the Doctor against her shoulder.

 

Razorbackwriter:  

Hell’s Kitchen – Cardis Tomb

~They say that when you meet the love of your life, time stops – and that’s true.~

The scene in Cardis tomb was now apocalyptic. Blasts of electrical energy, sparks pouring out of so many machines, the bright flashing of warning lamps that signaled the great danger that had been unleashed by the actions of the Doctor. One by one, the vast army was collapsing out from the insulated bubbles that had kept them suspended for near to ten years. It was the sight of nightmares, one of the scariest things imaginable. In the middle of all this, a terrified and confused Narcissa was struggling to save the doctor, who had collapsed due to sheer blood loss. The secret ingredient to the Doctor’s masterpiece….his own blood. Pale, and barely able to keep his eyelids from closing his figure was limp against the female monster. But while his body seemed to have all but given up on life, in his mind’s eye…..he could see….her.

The scene was all black and white. That same street where they last saw each other. The night that Wilhelm was to give her his ring. There was no cars, no other people. Just Missy standing on the other side of the road. God, she looked beautiful. Wilhelm looked down and saw he was wearing his usual lab gear however. Was this what death was like?

“Wilhelm!” She cried out, almost shocked to see him in this place. Was it the afterlife? It certainly wasn’t hell, but it wasn’t heaven either.

“Missy?” Wilhelm started to run across the road and Missy did the same, till they both reached the center and hugged each other. Missy was crying as she kept stroking Wilhelm’s head. The world was all but frozen, as though they were the only people left. Wilhelm hugged her as if his very life depended upon it. Missy put her hands to cup his cheeks and kissed him repeatedly, though now both were crying. It had been so long. For all the horrible things that the Doctor had done in trying to keep her alive, he had never again seen her spirit, till now.

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Breaking the kiss, they stared at each other. Lost in each other’s eyes and this very moment. “I’ve been with you all along, Wil. I saw what the Dark one did. He tricked you. Of all the ones you could never bring back, it was me.”

“Why….why couldn’t you come back to me?’ He blubbered, fighting to get the question out. The one that had plagued him for so long.

“Someone had to be your angel, Wil”

It was then that it all started to make sense. Doing a deal with a devil like Shamus brought only a cruel and sick joke in the form of what he thought was his beloved Missy. The Dark One wanted the Doctor all along. To be the creator of the army that would ruin the balance of Hell once and for all. Dangling the carrot that he could have his love back. Missy brought up Wilhem’s fingers to her lips and kissed them.

“But now….now we can be together.”

Wilhelm started to smile as his eyes shined with tears. it was what he wanted…what he wanted all along. Just to be with her.

Just then a hollow sounding voice rang out through the empty street.

“Doctor!”

Both the Doctor and Missy turned – their faces hit by a strong wind that was the world starting up again. Time had stopped, this was true…but on the other side, the female monster was in great danger.

“Don’t be dead! I like you alive!”

Her panicked screams were now growing louder, as the force of wind was turning into that same storm that fell the night that Missy died. It was like he was about to watch a repeat of history.

“NO!” The Doctor was torn from Missy’s hands and was now seated in the restaurant, the ring box in his hand. Missy was back on the other side of the street, about to cross the road. The look of horror on Wilhelm’s face was apparent, as the street filled again with cars and people. Wilhelm shot up out of his chair and smashed his fists against the glass window of the restaurant as Missy stepped out onto the road……

The tomb was now alive with the roars and sound of the undead army finally awakening. It was led by the first of the creatures to break out from its insulated bubble of goo. Wilhelm’s fingers twitched slightly, as he placed it into his pocket, only to pull out a key card that fit into the slot under the lift control panel. If Narcissa could get the card into the slot before the monsters attacked, it would activate the lift – which would open on the top floor to allow Loc and Igor to enter and come to their rescue.

 

~RB~

 

IMoo

With all the sparks and electricity being unleashed from the machines around the room, Narcissa jumped back toward the wall leading to the lift. Her body was highly conductive; metal everywhere, even on her lab coat. She frantically looked from the electricity to the Doctor in her arms. There was no choice to pull out her weapon while holding him as well; she merely backed toward the lift further while the undead continued to drop onto the floor one by one. Taking a moment to look at his face, the girl could at least see that his eyes weren’t completely closed. They seemed to be fluttering; it was a sign. Her calls were continued until she noticed his fingers twitching. She would give another dry sob, looking relieved and somehow still panicked. “Wilhelm, you’re alive!” she called, rejoicing. His hand was dipping into his pocket, pulling out a key card. Narcissa’s eyes widened slightly before she grabbed it from him quickly and held onto him tighter. Looking up in time for one of the undead to lunge toward her with a massive growling roar. She jumped back, using her enhanced movements to increase the distance until she was next to the lift. The key card was pushed into place. The lift wouldn’t be on her floor, sadly…due to the leaving of the prince and his allies… Now Narcissa would have to wait, holding the Doctor tightly while keeping an eye on the undead not far off from them. “IGOR! HURRY!” she screamed, ensuring they heard her above. The girl was shaking, despite everything she had done…and was doing…for the sake of the Doctor.

 

Razorbackwriter:  

Hell’s Kitchen – The Laboratory

Up in the foyer, the lights were flickering on and off as the power systems were taking a beating. Down below the harrowing screams and vicious sound of the awakened army was the very thing of nightmares. Igor was still beating on the doors when all of a sudden with a loud whoosh they opened as though by magic. Igor fell forward and landed on the interior of the lift with a splat, and down through the elevator sharft you could hear Narcissa scream for him to hurry. The hunchback had to scramble to get to his feet and could see Loc just outside the lift, his hands pressed to his ears as he continued to scream in protest to the noise below.

“LOC!…LOC! Get your arse in here. They need us!”

The creation was like an over sized child. Terrified of what was happening and not paying the hunchback any attention. His eyes were practically bulging out of his sockets, and the screams he made grew louder. There was no time for this. Each second that they lost meant that the Doctor and Narcissa would not be able to make it out of Cardis Tomb alive. The hunchback having no idea what the Doctor had done, or if he or Narcissa were injured.

“LOC! THEY NEED US NOW!” Never before had the hunchback shown such courage under the circumstances. But thankfully, the words he just yelled struck a cord within the massive creature. Even though he himself was terrified, he ambled into the lift, and this was when Igor slammed his hand on the close button. The lift now rocketing down to the special tomb, where all hell had truly broken loose.

Down in the tomb itself, the leader of the undead army was roaring at Narcissa who was doing everything she possibly could to get out of the monster’s reach. The sparks of electricity in behind him were now raining down from above. The smell of burning flesh was stifling to the senses. Being held tightly by the female creation, the Doctor groaned and tried to mumble something, but it was incoherent due to the loud noises of all the creatures breaking free of their cocooned shells. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. The injection of his blood was to be done under controlled conditions. The fact that he did what he did, by practically giving all his blood in one go was a death wish. The reaction by the many creatures was a shocking catalyst. With barely enough energy to open his eyes, the Doctor reached out with his right hand towards the leader of his army.

~ROAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRR!~

~Whooosh~ The doors to the lift tore open with Igor gasping at the sight before him. Never…had he seen anything like this before. All the bodies they had harvested for over ten years, all coming to life at once.

“OH GOD!” He screamed, as he then turned to see Narcissa with the Doctor just to the side of the lift entrance. “I got you!”The hunchback clamored out and tried to help Narcissa with the Doctor, to drag him into the lift, when the leader of the army made a swipe for the trio………except…..

“FATHER!!!!” Loc roared, as he threw himself into harms way. Loc’s fist connecting with the undead army leader’s jaw, knocking him back. It was enough to give Igor the chance to help Narcissa and the Doctor…..but at great cost.

“GO!” the creation screamed as the trio were about to be safely inside the lift. Igor couldn’t believe what Loc was doing.“GET IN, LOC!” But instead of getting in, Loc slammed his hand on the lift panel, so that the doors would shut and the three could get away.

The last thing they would see, would be Loc’s determined face….as the undead leader drove his fist right through Loc’s body, ripping out his stitched heart.

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~RB~

 

RPC – Katrina “Kat” Silver : The Princess Diaries.

Appearance:
Cat like :

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Human like :

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Name: Katrina “Kat” Silver.

Age: 1450 years

Race: Witch / Cat.
A witch, also known as a sorcerer or warlock, is a person, whether male or female, who has the power to effect change by magical means (“witchcraft”).

Alliance: Surprisingly, Wrath

Status/Job: Rat catcher, comfort giver, all round prankster.

Personality: Cunning, cute, feisty, temperamental, inquisitive, naughty, cheeky, daring
A word or two about cats;
1. We will never understand them fully.
2. They are a rare source of unconditional love, something we all crave.
3. Our lives would be empty and boring without them.

Relationship Status: Unknown at this point.

Orientation: Anyone’s guess. Whoever strokes her.

Likes: Warm laps, soft laps, free food, lush surrounds, cushions, books, soft music, milk, games.

Dislikes: Dogs, being left outside in the rain.

Powers: Shape shifting, psychic, scrying, runes, spells, potions, creating her own incantations, the use of a crystal and wand
Weapons:
Spell book that can turn into a small pendent on her collar.
A Wand that is found in her right ear when in cat form.

Strengths: Has nine lives. Able to resist fire, ideal for a girl that is hanging around Wrath.

Limitations/Weaknesses:
 Disbelief: The act of denying or disbelieving in ones magical potential could cause a witch to inadvertently suppress their paranormal power.
 Fear: A distressing emotion aroused by impending danger, evil, pain, etc., whether the threat is real or imagined; the condition or feeling of being afraid could cause a witch to involuntarily block their own powers for a short time.
 Mortality: Based off the fact that witches are still human, they share many of the same weaknesses as non-supernatural beings (e.g. age, decapitation, disease, heart-failure, suffocation, etc.)
 Overexertion: The excessive use of magic could lead to disorientation, nose bleeds, unconsciousness, and if taken to the extreme, death.
 Witchcraft: All magic can be undone through the use of witchcraft and with enough magical power any spell can be broken.

Background: Appearing in the Kingdom of Wrath almost by magic, Katrina is on a quest of sorts. With no current Master or Mistress, she is looking for the one that she can fulfil her destiny with. In a way it is like dancing with the devil, but who wants to live out a dull and boring existence. A witch that spends far too much time as a cat and it shows. More of her story to come in play.

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Power upgrade – 25/6/2015. New Princess of Wrath.

Black Earth Manipulation: Katrina can generate and manipulate Black Earth, a corrupted form of earth which can shatter bones and other things with ease, inducing intense pain on doing so. Being stronger than your standard earth, this is a powerful element which can overpower your normal Earth with ease and other normal elements can’t affect it.

Supernatural Condition: As an Archdemon, Katrina naturally had a large level of physical ability. She was naturally speed oriented, making her incredibly fast and dangerous with that. Her speed rivals that of Ikki naturally, making her able to have matched him if it came to a fight of swords alone if not surpass him. She also had a high level of strength, once challenging even the strongest of opponents. However, despite this she had her limitations evident by her lack of durability against Beelzebub’s crushing force. She had a high regenerative ability, letting her heal life threatening wounds in days, and more minor ones in hours. She is highly intelligent and had a large amount of stamina as well. Her entire fighting style is actually made for people who would’ve normally be able to counter a conservative fighter like her. Her huge levels of strength, combined with the Demonic Aura she could infuse into her body to unlock her fullest power, makes her a dangerous combatant if pushed to full strength. Which had never been done. When the demonic aura is infused into her body, she undergoes a small appearance change, increasing her ability to make many enemies worthless against her. After being brought back by Beelzebub, the new body is highly resistant to damage in it’s inability to actually feel pain or pleasure, reducing the harmful effects that the family curse had on the body.

Demonic Aura: Not for offensive purposes really, but truly the very reason for her massive strength and speed being higher than a normal Prince. Katrina trained for years just to infuse objects with her Demonic Aura to make them stronger with no real energy drain. This made her more dangerous physically, however not really with her abilities unless she unleashes her true full power and uses her flames as well.

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Wrath Overdrive: This is the Overdrive of Katrina. In this form Katrina not only gains an increase in physical stats, but she also gains an ability thought to be destroyed. The Flame of Wrath. It is a flame able to burn through even Dark or White elements as well as being immune to many of the typical weaknesses that you would find from a flame. This flame is named as such as it can grow stronger from the anger of others, and through growing stronger it re-energizes a user as long as their target is angry; this fact also means that this flame chronolocks the user while being used, meaning they are immune to Space-time manipulation abilities. This flame is only stoppable by users of the Flame of Envy, and those with the Power of the Abyss backing them; however, there are a few other users of Flame who have not been revealed able to match this flame with ease and even surpass it. This flame is unable to be absorbed by anyone other than another user, thanks to the qualities of this flame, and if absorbed by anyone not of the Family of Sayaka, this flame will eat them from the inside out until they are dead. This flame causes appearance changes, as well as an increase of overall physiology while active and takes on the form of an eerily crimson flame. Unlike before however, this Flame is no longer limited by the Curse of Wrath, therefore use of it is only limited by the fact you are only able to use it in Overdrive form. This Flame is now soul-bound to Katrina as well, making it impossible for any other to use it since Sayaka cannot. When using this Flame, the Flame itself now absorbs the anger from things continuously, slowly releasing its limits over time. Once the first limiter is released( 4 posts ), the Flame awakens to its sentient form, making it able to track targets and bypass most typical energy assimilating or absorbing abilities. The second limiter( 4 posts after the first ), allows the user to actually begin creating fully sentient constructs from the flames themselves; including living creatures. The third limiter( 5 posts after the second ), finally unlocks the Flame’s Conceptual Form, now making it the conceptual entity that it was originally with the original Ruler of Wrath. The fourth limiter( 4 posts after the third ), causes the Flame’s full power to finally be unlocked, allowing it to burn through literally anything at all; without any hesitation nor break down at all, an Ultimate Burning Flame. When one leaves Wrath Overdrive form, this ability is completely reset to its original form, making the needed over time absorption to be redone upon entering Wrath Overdrive once again. Wrath Overdrive takes a small build up time to activate, rendering Katrina immobile.( 4 posts. )

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[ 2nd Dungeon] : Abyssmal Core (1) – Shattered Dimensions.

The Quest of the Abyssmal Core continues for Grant and Kasumi – RP Questing.

 

Fu:

Abyssmal Garden Path

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– The path continued on in a boring silence for quite awhile , nothing seemed to have happened or at least it didn’t seem to . It didn’t seem to change from being a straight path for the time it had went on , until birds actually appeared in the flesh fleeing from the depths of the path ; something similar to a warning if they took into account of the senses of birds and their patterns . They were attempting to get away from something , something that laid within . Eyes began to appear on the walls following the birds , but their expansions stopped as soon as they noticed Grant and Kasumi , blinking rapidly . What were they doing ? What were their purpose ? A voice echoed through their head –

” Deeper deeper you traverse

Attempting to seek the power to save this universe

If you are to claim the power to deceive

Then you must leap into the mouth of the beast ”

Abyssmal Forest

– The eyes released a dark shroud of gases that somehow transported the two into a new area . The land was covered with trees , and it seemed somehow they were lost even moreso then before without any sense of direction . A large slithering sound was heard , what followed was something unnatural and disgusting.-

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– The beast emerged , it’s mouth gaping wide as if ready to consume them both ; however upon closer inspection the inside of the beast’s mouth revealed a swirling portal ; what did that mean ? Does it lead elsewhere other then their imminent death and consumption ? Only the two would be able to decide what this had meant . This was their journey. –

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Elsewhere

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– In the same path entrance that Grant and Kasumi took , the hooded person appeared once more standing at the entrance. It had seemed as if the person was assisting the male but then the person spoke to himself-

” My eyes are blind to the deceit

But soon enough our paths will meet

You may have progressed ahead

But we will meet once more. . . ”

– The person removed his hood ; revealing a head of black hair and a male physique with a empty expression on his face but definitely a sinister aura around him. A group of birds began to continuously flock around him –

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” … In the end. ”

 

Razorbackwriter:  

Abyssmal Garden Path

Grant had a good feeling. Call it fate…call it luck…call it karma. He could just feel that this was the right path to take. Only thing was it was the really boring one. Silence blanketed the path like a thick fog, it was almost deafening. Like nothing lived in this part of the maze. Luckily for Grant, he had Kasumi by his side, though she was not enjoying this at all.

What’s your plan then? Since you rushed in here like a madman.”

“Who said anything about me having a plan?” Grant cocked a brow as he walked along, the sound of dead leaves crushing under foot. “I rushed in cause I was excited. Not every day you get to live out an adventure, now is it?” Either he was a fool for being so chuff about this, or he had no sense whatsoever. To Grant, this was like the Mother of all questing games, and it was real. Real as they came. The fact he had a Kitsune along with him, only added to the fun. Not that Kasumi saw it as that. No, she could pick up on the dangers – even if he couldn’t.

“Besides. the Queen gave me real sword swords!” Yes, she did. Funny that. His synthetic ones would have been no match for whatever dangers were ahead. Grant wiggled his back to show off the fabulous sheathed weapons. So he wasn’t totally unarmed, but could he use them. One would suspect that the only time he had swords that he fought with was when he used a game stick, not the real thing. Grant went to give the Kitsune’s head a pat, when suddenly a whole lot of birds flew out from the maze, while goggly eyes were looking out at the pair from the maze walls. The eyes blinked and stared at Grant as he passed. It was kind of odd to see so many eyes. Eyes without a face. Grant even stopped and stared at the eyes, before darting his head back and forth, up and down to see if the eyes did indeed follow his movements.

“Scared birds…and a wall of eyes?” Something scared the birds…what could it be?

“Something….” His words trailed off as he heard a voice that spoke another riddle.

” Deeper deeper you traverse

Attempting to seek the power to save this universe

If you are to claim the power to deceive

Then you must leap into the mouth of the beast ”

“Hear that? We have to enter a mouth. I wonder if that means the mouth of a cave?’ At least Grant was trying to use that pink mushy thing between his ears. “Come on…” Grant urged, as he led his furry friend further into the maze. Then right on cue…a huge slug like ooga booga beast emerged with a gaping maw that was so large that they would be able to step into it.

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“That’s one ugly ugly beast! We really have to go into it’s mouth?” Grant was already questioning the whole deal. The riddle said that to claim the power to deceive they had to leap into the mouth. The young man chewed his lip, then looked back at Kasumi. “There is something swirly in that mouth, and not the usual set of pink tonsils. Should we jump in?”He didn’t want to force the Kitsune further, but he really wanted to know if she thought it was the right thing to do.

“I never planned on this.” His voice carrying back to the entrance no doubt.

 

~RB~

 

Kiri:  

Kasumi had to say, Grant definitely wasn’t good at reading a situation; the Mist and eerie silence surrounding the duo should have clued him in. Instead he simply stayed excited like nothing could go wrong. And of course that bugged her a lot. The very fact he was happy over the swords as well made her get an even worse feeling about all of this; the feeling she’d have to save his ass. A lot. He didn’t have a plan. Of course he didn’t have a plan, why did she even think he would? This guy was on an adrenaline high, and it would probably get worse. Kasumi did have to admit one thing though, he had guts. Which of course, ended up bringing them to the next issue.

Kasumi was silent, but she snarled and gave a definitely inhuman growl at the beast the moment she saw it. Her grip on Hirai Hime tightened the moment she saw it, and her fur began to bristle within seconds. She didn’t drop this appearance either, till Grant decided to bring up the fact of the riddle; this caused her to drop it, but even so she held the katana tight and kept her stance ready for a fight if needed. Kasumi ran her head through the lines, analyzing and comparing everything as she weighed every possibility before growling to herself and answering; while she did, she extended her hand to Grant.

“Take my hand, and do NOT let go no matter what. Dammit this is insane, but it’s the only way we’ll escape this alive if that’s what I think it is inside of its mouth. So… HOLD ON!”

Once Grant had taken her hand, Kasumi would have taken off at full sprint, giving Grant a feeling of moving fast enough that once they stopped stopped he’d be utterly dizzy. But even so, Kasumi would have dragged the man along until she jumped up, landing square through the mouth of the beast, while preparing to incinerate the beast from the inside out at the first sign of being wrong.

 

Fu:  Thee Abyss

– Once they had leaped into the mouth it was clear that it was a mouth used for something other then eating , this pathway lead them elsewhere ; someplace completely different. They entered a complete and absolute darkness ; filled with nothing but black , how could one see ? It was similar to just having your eyes entirely shut and attempting to sleep. Moving without any source of direction and with this penalty to the senses how would one move on ? How could they see anything ? If only one of them had a source of light to see . To see where they were and how to progress , would they be able to retrieve what was held in the epicenter of this entire dungeon. Was there something or someone in this darkness ? –

” If you wish to succeed

Cast a Bright Light to see ”

– These two phrases would soon echo into Grant’s mind ; allowing him to hear this personally and it was up to him to decide how he would approach this situation. What would await them once the light was cast ? –

 

Razorbackwriter:  

Thee Abyss

Wow that little Kitsune sure was a fiery gal. She was ever ready with the katana drawn in case of something attacking them. Her senses must be spot on and with what they were now facing, Kasumi was on the money. This big super slug from the pits of hell was simply the most gross looking beast imaginable. There was however the spinning vortex that was in its gaping maw that gave the impression that this was more than just a super slug. If you follow the riddle as it was said, then the only way forward was to enter the creature’s mouth. It would be a giant leap of faith in a place that was so sinister, you had to wonder if it was truly the right thing to do. Being a gentleman, and also wanting Kasumi’s opinion, he had put it to her that maybe it was the way to go. Course, she really didn’t want to, but she wasn’t stupid either.

“Take my hand, and do NOT let go no matter what. Dammit this is insane, but it’s the only way we’ll escape this alive if that’s what I think it is inside of its mouth. So… HOLD ON!”

This was so exciting. They were actually going to jump inside the big worm’s mouth. Taking hold of Kasumi’s hand, Grant wrapped his fingers around the Kitsunes and then yelled out.

“JEROMINOOOOOOOOOO!” Leaping with all he had and going deep into the mouth of the beast.

Once inside….it was lights out.

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Total darkness. A world of nothing, and no way to see the direction forward or back. Grant still had a hold of Kasumi’s hand, but he couldn’t see her…at all.

“Well this was unexpected.” He thought there would be some illumination. But no, just the inky blackness. Grant thought for a moment, then snapped his fingers.

~Click!~

“I have a little key chain night light, for when I can’t find the lock in my front door. Just a sec, it’s in my back pack.”Reaching around, Grant unzipped the section where his wallet and keys were. He fiddled about in the dark till his fingers touched onto the key chain, which happened to be a rabbit’s foot, along with a lot of keys and the little flash light. It was so dinky, you couldn’t imagine it lighting up much, but bringing it out, Grant flicked it on.

……and then…there was light.

 

~RB~