towerofanimus

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Characters: Ghirahim and ~~her unfortunate victims~~ you
Setting: centered on the dormitory levels for now.
Format: Action, will match!
Summary: Finding herself in a bizarre new world sans one very elusive sky-girl, Ghirahim is looking to blow off some steam. On anyone and anything she can find! ~~But mostly Link~~.
Warnings: Psychotic, murdering demonic sword with a blood fetish on the loose in the tower? What could go wrong? (in other words, violence against unsuspecting uruk-hai and creeping on characters.)

*After an astounding level of noise from out in the hallway of the first dormitory floor, assorted shrieks, inhuman screams, and sounds of metal clashing on metal, silence. If the other residents of the tower are brave enough to investigate what the monsters have done to their dear friends this time, they will be glad to know that a five-man scouting party of Uruk-Hai lies bloodied in the hallway, glistening dark knives sticking out of their corpses, mangled from the wounds of various cuts inflicted by a sword.

And that's where the bad news kicks in. That sword is held in the hand of someone they may or may not know in the Tower, a certain Demon Lord. Or maybe they don't. Either way, as soon as the instigator of this small massacre laughs, it's obvious that the Uruk-Hai have fallen to one very demented-sounding woman. She raises the blade in her hand to her lips and snakes out a tongue far too long for a human's, lapping at their blood and her own lips.*

Well. That was fun. Such a shame, they would have made a fine escort for me. But such is the nature of my temper. *she sighs dramatically and dismisses the sword in her hand in a cloud of glistening geometric diamond forms.* Still...losing the girl...when I was so close... *she glares down at the Uruk-Hai, her voice trembling in barely concealed rage.* So very close...

*She grabs one of the mangled Uruk-Hai with incredible strength and swings the corpse into the wall repeatedly. After the fifth thud against the wall, she simply lets it drop again and stands back.*

Ah. Much better. *what a creepy transition into Stepford-like congeniality.* So much better to wear a smile than a frown!

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[Really, he was just starting to leave the commons area, when he heard a bunch of screaming coming from downstairs.

Of course he's going to check it out. Which is what he does, rushing down the stairs and heading toward where the noises were coming from. He's about to draw his sword and he walks in on the really tall, weird-looking lady slamming one of those dead monsters into the wall.

Uh.

...Looks like she has this...covered???

But yeah, he looks so bewildered right now.]

*She stiffens at the feel of someone's gaze. What now? More creatures she might be able to strongarm into serving her, eventually? She turns and the smile almost immediately drops off her face.

Just. Gone.

She gives Link the flattest, most hateful stare she can muster.*

Oh. It's you.

[Wow, rude.

...He looks behind him to make sure she's not talking to someone else, then looks at her again and is still pretty confused because wow, does he know her?]

Do you have any idea how much trouble you've caused me? *she slowly approaches, circling him with slow, deliberate movements.* You are the worst sort of fly in my ointment...and so rude! I can't believe you would hit a lady in such a way! Your manners are simply atrocious...I can't imagine what that girl sees in you.

[ Ganondorf happens to pass by when Ghirahim swings one of the Uruk-Hai corpses into the wall repeatedly. He shakes his head. Ghirahim, you have the weirdest ways to kill time. He really should teach his servant to play some musical instruments someday. Oh well, it's not like Ganondorf is shocked to see that. He's seen and done worse in the past.

He approaches Ghirahim at this moment. ]

Don't kill too much of them. I have plans for them in the coming weeks.

[ He notices the Demon Lord looks different... But that may be one of the tower's doing. When you have been in this place for nearly three months, you're not surprised any more to see people look different from a day to another. Though he does wonder, what could have made for such a change... ]

[Alright, he's gotta say something because this was getting a bit ridiculous.]

Who're you? [...Oh.

That...doesn't sound like the Sky Child at all!]

*Well, your eyes aren't going bad, Ganon. Her chest may be hidden by her cloak, but she definitely has curves. She's a mite bit shorter, too. Then there's the half-skirt that falls around her right leg. And the long hair braid!

She knew he was there, watching, something about the power of him so familiar, but she'd been unable to place it. When she turns to look at him, the resemblance is what anchors it for her.

Ghirahim gives him a genuinely stunned look.*

...Mistress Demise...?

*......What.*

...Did you. Simply forget everything.

[There is something strange about this Ghirahim. Fi watches from a spot in the shadows, as this one takes down the Uruk-Hai. Oh yes, there were similarities, without a doubt but...

There had to be something wrong with Fi because this was not the Ghirahim she had spoken with after the Labyrinth.]

Ghirahim.

[What is with that tone, he's never met you before.]

I didn't forget nothing. Y'think I'd forget seeing a seven foot tall lady wearing nothing but tights?

[Okay, that definitely doesn't sound like the Sky Child. He also has a really good point...]

*She turns at the familiar, bland voice, and smiles, licking her lips again before walking closer, her eyes gleaming with excitement.*

Well, if it isn't my dear sweet sister. You're off your leash, aren't you? Where's your beloved master?

[Fi simply remains floating where she was, lacking any fear or concern.]

I am not sure we could be considered siblings and I have never been on a leash. Master Link is elsewhere in the tower, I am not required to remain with him.

*look she has a half-skirt too! but yes she is wearing nothing but tights underneath.

She tilts her head at him, scrutinizing him further. Well. It's true his accent is very different. And now that she's looking at him, there's a familiarity, that's all. Their features aren't exactly the same. Some relative, then?*

Hmph. An ancestor, then... *she remembers coming through the time gate, after all. And if this is the boy's ancestor...then maybe...just maybe...

Ghirahim smiles.*

Oh. My sincerest apologies. You resemble someone who's always had the strangest infatuation with me, you see. Very strongly. He's not a very proper gentleman. Why, the last time we saw each other, he nearly hit my eye with his sword! Can you imagine?

[ ... He, she doesn't recognize him. He'd seen Ghirahim not so long ago and those of the tower wouldn't have erased his memory. It can only mean... That's a second Ghirahim. Another one. Finally. For once a duplicate that was neither a Link or a Zelda from another time. Better even, it was another version of his most devoted servant in the tower. If this one was as loyal as the other Ghirahim...

Now her appearance made sense... A female version of Ghirahim? He'll have to ask latter-

Wait what. Mistress Demise? Mistress? ... Ghirahim had never mentioned that detail. The shock. Hiding it as well as he can. ]

I am Demise and at the same time I am not.

[ Ganon smiles ever so slightly. He's more thankful than ever for all the information the other Ghirahim gave him. Makes 'recruiting' his previous incarnation's servants much easier. ]

I go by the name Ganondorf now. Demise reincarnated.

Oh, don't be silly. You and I were made from the same mold, so to speak? *she giggles at her own little joke.* It's too bad that your creator never encouraged your creative pursuits, like Mistress Demise.

*she leans against the wall, smirking at Fi with all the collective grace and intent as a coiled cobra.* Really? So you're not bound to the form of a weapon anymore? Was it the influence of the Gate?

Were you going after him like you were that goblin thing over there?

[Look, lady. He's not stupid. If she's trying to pull some "oooohhhh someone was mean to meeeee" thing after he just saw her pick up a monster and slam it into a wall several times, she must think he's either unobservant or dumb, and he doesn't appreciate either of those assumptions.]

Y'sure it wasn't in self-defense?

*Demise. The most powerful, beautiful goddess in existence, the destroyer of all...

In the same predicament as Hylia.

Not to mention reincarnated as a man. This, she doesn't mind. Unexpected, definitely, and it was so strange to see the heavier masculine features on a mortal that so closely resembled her beloved Mistress.

But it's still Demise.

Ghirahim curtseys formally, the same grand, dramatic movement that Ganondorf would expect from Ghirahim.*

Even though you inhabit the body of a mortal, I remain your right hand. I did not expect you to be already raised in this time...

*she tenses at the churning of anger that resurfaces.* I had the sky-girl with Hylia's soul when I entered the Time Gate. I had her. I don't know how or why she escaped from my grasp! Say the word, and I will hunt her down and rip out her soul myself!

That is an undeniable fact, we were created similarly. Her Grace created me for but a single purpose however and to deviate from it would have placed the Surface and Skyloft at risk.

[And Fi watches her carefully. Not her Ghirahim means that she's more of an enigma than usual.]

There are multiple Master Swords present with the Tower, with Masters to match. As such, I'm not completely bound to them as I was before.

*~~But your ancestor is pretty dumb, Link.~~ she looks over her shoulder and stares at the creature like she's unsure of how it got there.* Oh, nothing so barbaric. I admit I lost my temper here, but things haven't been going so well for me lately.

I challenged him to a little fight, is all. A sparring match, even! I think he's just upset that I humiliated him...

[>An ancestor of his
>Losing in a sword fight
>Remembers those sword lessons with the Hero's Shade

Guuuuuurl, u a liar.]

He kicked your behind into next week, didn't he?

Not at all. *she wants to wring your little neck at that one, Link.* He's a complete novice, really. Kept dropping his sword.

Tower?

*a long pause.*

...Do go on.

Liar. [Though he's not gonna jump in and attack her for that, because that's obviously what she wants.]

Well, it obviously wasn't as important to him as it should have been. I'd be...more than happy to demonstrate a thing or two. Although I'd bet that you're far more of a gentleman...

*she licks her lips in anticipation. Even if he's not the same as the sky boy, he's close enough.*

[Unlike the sky boy, this one has no fucks to give. He doesn't even blink at how she's acting.]

I'll defend myself, if that's what you're talking about.

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