madannoshashu: (Dive into darkness.)
Xigbar ([personal profile] madannoshashu) wrote in [community profile] sirenspull_logs2012-10-09 10:14 pm

o p e n.

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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terrible monster of doom
moemancer: ([Light] The Seeker)

RANDOM ENCOUNTER: October 23rd (Except I suck and am late)

[personal profile] moemancer 2012-10-25 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
[Miku had really intended to be back in her apartment, safe and sound before the evening came. But this time it came too early for her and the poor thing is terrified of being caught by something bigger, stronger, and meaner than she is. Which is everything.

She keeps herself low as she picks her way back to the Newcomer Apartments, but the moment is slow and careful, and she doesn't seem much more capable of a light jog. Though she knows she really shouldn't, she keeps her camera close to her chest.

Even if the darkness is palpable, maybe the flash from the camera will protect her. Hope springs eternal, right?]