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sirenspull_logs2012-10-09 10:14 pm
madannoshashu) wrote in sirenspull_logs2012-10-09 10:14 pm
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Who: Xigbar's Nightmarish Creation, these lovely people, and YOU!
When: Tuesday, October 9th through Thursday, October 25th.
Where: Anywhere the creature finds you.
Summary: Plot info posts - [1] and [2]. If you want to have a random encounter with the monster or be an investigator, please check in on Plot Post #2.
Warnings: Violence, gore, horribleness. Also copious amounts of darkness.
[ The day has finally come.
He raises his head, a stark, hooded figure peering across the slate-gray waters as the sun sinks slowly below the waves. It's an hour before evening sirens, and everything is set. He has his list, as well as the instrument of judgment. Whether or not it succeeds is up for debate, but truly, he cares little for AGI's agenda. Entertainment, curiosity, and keeping himself appropriately positioned are the really driving components behind this little escapade. The old man heightened his understand of the power he now holds, and this is the perfect opportunity to put it to the test.
The call is silent. He doesn't even have to snap his fingers for the monstrous shadow he's created appears at his side. He turns, looks at it, and rests a hand on its muzzle.
The targets appear one-by-one, seared into the mind's eye of the "hound" he's created. The creature softly snarls, and butts its head against Xigbar's palm.
Xigbar merely smiles. ]
Happy hunting.
[ A feral rumble sounds in the twilight, and the Heartless vanishes without a trace. Xigbar stands for a moment, unmoving, before darkness wraps around him and carries him away. ]
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When: Tuesday, October 9th through Thursday, October 25th.
Where: Anywhere the creature finds you.
Summary: Plot info posts - [1] and [2]. If you want to have a random encounter with the monster or be an investigator, please check in on Plot Post #2.
Warnings: Violence, gore, horribleness. Also copious amounts of darkness.
[ The day has finally come.
He raises his head, a stark, hooded figure peering across the slate-gray waters as the sun sinks slowly below the waves. It's an hour before evening sirens, and everything is set. He has his list, as well as the instrument of judgment. Whether or not it succeeds is up for debate, but truly, he cares little for AGI's agenda. Entertainment, curiosity, and keeping himself appropriately positioned are the really driving components behind this little escapade. The old man heightened his understand of the power he now holds, and this is the perfect opportunity to put it to the test.
The call is silent. He doesn't even have to snap his fingers for the monstrous shadow he's created appears at his side. He turns, looks at it, and rests a hand on its muzzle.
The targets appear one-by-one, seared into the mind's eye of the "hound" he's created. The creature softly snarls, and butts its head against Xigbar's palm.
Xigbar merely smiles. ]
Happy hunting.
[ A feral rumble sounds in the twilight, and the Heartless vanishes without a trace. Xigbar stands for a moment, unmoving, before darkness wraps around him and carries him away. ]
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He reappears at a great height, looking down at the creature. ]
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Another flare of magic comes from it, of a different sort this time. A flash of sheer color briefly illuminates the creature before it catapults itself into the sky directly at Aurican. ]
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Aurican is a remarkable beast, with great wings that can carry his massive size and weight. Unfortunately, this means that his speed and agility were less to be desire. But with one spell, his agility and speed can be compared to a hummingbird or a honeybee.
He spins around and dives, avoiding the dark beast by a narrow margin. Lets out another devastating cone of fire, he lasts out, his claws seeking the creature's hide to rip and render. ]
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The body doesn't tear (there's no flesh and blood to speak of), but it does snarl and snap at Aurican in displeasure, a sphere of darkness already forming in its jaws.
It fires one, then another and another. ]
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And then he sees nothing but red scales, clinging to his back, black and green wings flying above him, lightning striking down -
Aurican roars and tightens his grip and draws the beast closer to Aurican as both of them tumbles in the air. The golden son of Paladine inhales and lets out the largest cone of fire he can managed, large enough to envelop the largest of blue dragons. ]