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towerofanimus2013-03-11 01:36 am
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✪2! [ player plot: part one ]
Characters: Hagire Rinichiro (solo; event start log)
Setting: Room 4-10
Format: Prose
Summary: After getting his ass handed to him by the unrestrained Wretched Egg, he notices something that just makes his day.
Warnings: Blood, mostly his own.
He had managed to slowly claw his way to his room. It was a long, agonizing trek, and even though Game Fowl's Branch of Sin was enough to crystallize his blood to stop himself from bleeding to death, it did nothing for the pain, or to reattach his arm from the elbow down which Wretched Egg ripped clean off. There were several grotesque wounds where the winds generated by her hurricane-force storms (now approaching Category 5 levels without the Mother Goose System) ripped his stitches, drenching almost the full front of his body in blood. He'd need to sew himself closed, which he'd do as soon as he cleaned himself up.
Well, she got her fight. And he got to experience the ultimate her all over again. Despite the agonizing pain, he enjoyed it thoroughly, and couldn't wait to fight her again. Naturally, she won; anything he did to her was healed in seconds, no matter how well some of his blows landed. And she seemed to be holding back enough not to kill him, which, despite his grudging acceptance, was somewhat disappointing. This place really had changed her. He wondered if Ganta was here, if she'd have killed him instead. Both she and Shiro seemed to be clinging to him in lieu of Ganta not being here, which was fine to him. Ganta had no further use. He didn't need his Branch of Sin anymore, as nice as it would be to use it.
As he entered his bedroom - thankfully, free of roommates who would bare witness to the bloody mess that was Mockingbird - he went straight to the sink, and began cleaning himself of the excess blood; whatever he couldn't pull back into his body using a combination of Crow Claw and Whip Wing. The scabbed over wounds crystallized, using Fists of Blood. He made a mental note to send a letter to Jason asking him to make good on his promise for spare body parts; maybe he'd get lucky and get something leftover from Dax. Wouldn't that be ironic! Hagire nearly laughed as he considered the possibility.
And just as he was about to start replacing the stitches over his wounds, he noticed something. Blood that wasn't his; after all, his Branches of Sin controlled his own, not Wretched Egg's. It would have been pulled back into his body. "Ahah, thanks, Wretched Egg! ✩" he giggled, in between agonized wheezes, and leaned down to lick it.
But just as he did... "Oww!" he wined, tasting blood. Something had just cut him. Wretched Egg didn't have anything like Crow Claw... he opened his mouth, and found something like broken glass in his tongue. He plucked it out, only to find...
... oh. He began grinning. A small, red sliver, no bigger than pencil lead. Crystallized blood not of Game Fowl of Senji Kiyomasa's design. That only left one possibility...
"Ahah..." he began laughing. "O̸̧͝h̴͏,̷͞ ͢͡y̸͡e̶̢s̢̀.͘.̴̶̧.̀͘͠ ̶̵t̛҉͝ha҉ņ͡k̴҉ ͠y̴͜ó͟u̵ i̶͢n͟d̴̸e̴ȩd̵̀̀,̶ Ẁ͝ŕȩt͡͡c̕h̀̕e̕d͟ E̢͜gg͟͟.̷͝ ͏✩̡"
OOC INFORMATION:
[ As of this post, until March 25th (or possibly later), characters who signed up for this event will notice their bodies are feeling strange. Somehow or another, they will cut themselves on strange, red crystals, which will burrow their way into their skin; maybe they walked around barefoot one day, or they were pushed up against a wall, or they ate contaminated food. Shortly after, they'll notice their blood can be controlled as if it were their own limbs, and their Branches of Sin will manifest shortly after.
EDIT: And yes: Characters can still sign up. :)
Sometime this week, after it's been discovered that there are characters with new Branches of Sin, Wretched Egg, and soon after, Hagire, will notice. Another log will go up when this happens. Then the REAL fun will begin.
Go nuts. We sure will. ]
Setting: Room 4-10
Format: Prose
Summary: After getting his ass handed to him by the unrestrained Wretched Egg, he notices something that just makes his day.
Warnings: Blood, mostly his own.
He had managed to slowly claw his way to his room. It was a long, agonizing trek, and even though Game Fowl's Branch of Sin was enough to crystallize his blood to stop himself from bleeding to death, it did nothing for the pain, or to reattach his arm from the elbow down which Wretched Egg ripped clean off. There were several grotesque wounds where the winds generated by her hurricane-force storms (now approaching Category 5 levels without the Mother Goose System) ripped his stitches, drenching almost the full front of his body in blood. He'd need to sew himself closed, which he'd do as soon as he cleaned himself up.
Well, she got her fight. And he got to experience the ultimate her all over again. Despite the agonizing pain, he enjoyed it thoroughly, and couldn't wait to fight her again. Naturally, she won; anything he did to her was healed in seconds, no matter how well some of his blows landed. And she seemed to be holding back enough not to kill him, which, despite his grudging acceptance, was somewhat disappointing. This place really had changed her. He wondered if Ganta was here, if she'd have killed him instead. Both she and Shiro seemed to be clinging to him in lieu of Ganta not being here, which was fine to him. Ganta had no further use. He didn't need his Branch of Sin anymore, as nice as it would be to use it.
As he entered his bedroom - thankfully, free of roommates who would bare witness to the bloody mess that was Mockingbird - he went straight to the sink, and began cleaning himself of the excess blood; whatever he couldn't pull back into his body using a combination of Crow Claw and Whip Wing. The scabbed over wounds crystallized, using Fists of Blood. He made a mental note to send a letter to Jason asking him to make good on his promise for spare body parts; maybe he'd get lucky and get something leftover from Dax. Wouldn't that be ironic! Hagire nearly laughed as he considered the possibility.
And just as he was about to start replacing the stitches over his wounds, he noticed something. Blood that wasn't his; after all, his Branches of Sin controlled his own, not Wretched Egg's. It would have been pulled back into his body. "Ahah, thanks, Wretched Egg! ✩" he giggled, in between agonized wheezes, and leaned down to lick it.
But just as he did... "Oww!" he wined, tasting blood. Something had just cut him. Wretched Egg didn't have anything like Crow Claw... he opened his mouth, and found something like broken glass in his tongue. He plucked it out, only to find...
... oh. He began grinning. A small, red sliver, no bigger than pencil lead. Crystallized blood not of Game Fowl of Senji Kiyomasa's design. That only left one possibility...
"Ahah..." he began laughing. "O̸̧͝h̴͏,̷͞ ͢͡y̸͡e̶̢s̢̀.͘.̴̶̧.̀͘͠ ̶̵t̛҉͝ha҉ņ͡k̴҉ ͠y̴͜ó͟u̵ i̶͢n͟d̴̸e̴ȩd̵̀̀,̶ Ẁ͝ŕȩt͡͡c̕h̀̕e̕d͟ E̢͜gg͟͟.̷͝ ͏✩̡"
OOC INFORMATION:
[ As of this post, until March 25th (or possibly later), characters who signed up for this event will notice their bodies are feeling strange. Somehow or another, they will cut themselves on strange, red crystals, which will burrow their way into their skin; maybe they walked around barefoot one day, or they were pushed up against a wall, or they ate contaminated food. Shortly after, they'll notice their blood can be controlled as if it were their own limbs, and their Branches of Sin will manifest shortly after.
EDIT: And yes: Characters can still sign up. :)
Sometime this week, after it's been discovered that there are characters with new Branches of Sin, Wretched Egg, and soon after, Hagire, will notice. Another log will go up when this happens. Then the REAL fun will begin.
Go nuts. We sure will. ]