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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: Judgement Day - Like a sea anenome made of stone and death
« on: July 15, 2010, 11:27:16 pm »
"Ah, that's pretty scary," You say to Malachi. "May I ask one other question, angel?"
He frowns. "What is it, demon?"
"Are you ready to spend an eternity confined within my soul?"
"Wha-" he starts to say, but you cut him off by palming his entire face with your right hand.
"Uriel. Is this real or an illusion?"
It's real, Emmett. I doubt he has any power left, anyways. Malachi is what many refer to as a "glass cannon". A lot of firepower but no stamina.
You grin so wide you can feel the skin start to tear around the edges of your mouth.
"Perfect."
Malachi clutches onto your wrist with his one available hand and tries to pull you off, but it's no use.
"Are you afraid to die, you fucking angel!?" you scream at him. You release your grip on his face, letting him gasp once for air. His eyes are dilated and shaking in fear. You tear your arm from his frail clutches and pull your fist back to your waist. Three rectangular, razor edges bones jut out from the knuckles of your fist in a triangular shape. When punctured by a blade of that make, the skin cannot mend and the wound will bleed indefinately. You jab him in the gut, tearing through the skin and muscle. You pull your fist back, and blood begins to openly gush from the triangle-shaped wound in his stomach.
"Aggggghhhhh!" he screams out. He looks down to see small bits of shiny grey and red guts oozing out of the hole.
"Is that all you can handle?!" You shout mockingly. You retract the bones from your fist and reach out towards his face with both hands. You grip the side of his head and press your thumbs against his eyes. With a little bit of pressure, you begin to press down. Within seconds you hear a satisfying 'pop' as you gouge out both his eyes. You pull your fingers back and suck the bloody vitrous jelly from your fingers. He screams and clutches his face with his free hand. His empty sockets run with blood so that soon his whole body is painted in streaks of red.
"You're mine now, fucker!" You call out one last time and lunge forth and bite into his neck with your serrated teeth. You pull out a large chunk of throat and spit it out so that it falls to the ground far below.
Malachi gurgles in agony one last time before freefalling to the ground. Just before he lands, his body disappears in a flash of light, leaving a golden orb remaining. The orb slowly floats skyward, returning to heaven.
"Oh no you don't" You giggle, and grab the orb from the air. You give it a nice lick before swallowing it whole. You feel a surge in strength as your stamina is fully restored. Two angels down. Fuck yeah. You look back towards the city, or what is left of it. All you can see are thrashing arms, clouds of smoke and dust. You feel incredible demonic energy coming from the center of town.
"Alice... what happened to you..."
He frowns. "What is it, demon?"
"Are you ready to spend an eternity confined within my soul?"
"Wha-" he starts to say, but you cut him off by palming his entire face with your right hand.
"Uriel. Is this real or an illusion?"
It's real, Emmett. I doubt he has any power left, anyways. Malachi is what many refer to as a "glass cannon". A lot of firepower but no stamina.
You grin so wide you can feel the skin start to tear around the edges of your mouth.
"Perfect."
Malachi clutches onto your wrist with his one available hand and tries to pull you off, but it's no use.
"Are you afraid to die, you fucking angel!?" you scream at him. You release your grip on his face, letting him gasp once for air. His eyes are dilated and shaking in fear. You tear your arm from his frail clutches and pull your fist back to your waist. Three rectangular, razor edges bones jut out from the knuckles of your fist in a triangular shape. When punctured by a blade of that make, the skin cannot mend and the wound will bleed indefinately. You jab him in the gut, tearing through the skin and muscle. You pull your fist back, and blood begins to openly gush from the triangle-shaped wound in his stomach.
"Aggggghhhhh!" he screams out. He looks down to see small bits of shiny grey and red guts oozing out of the hole.
"Is that all you can handle?!" You shout mockingly. You retract the bones from your fist and reach out towards his face with both hands. You grip the side of his head and press your thumbs against his eyes. With a little bit of pressure, you begin to press down. Within seconds you hear a satisfying 'pop' as you gouge out both his eyes. You pull your fingers back and suck the bloody vitrous jelly from your fingers. He screams and clutches his face with his free hand. His empty sockets run with blood so that soon his whole body is painted in streaks of red.
"You're mine now, fucker!" You call out one last time and lunge forth and bite into his neck with your serrated teeth. You pull out a large chunk of throat and spit it out so that it falls to the ground far below.
Malachi gurgles in agony one last time before freefalling to the ground. Just before he lands, his body disappears in a flash of light, leaving a golden orb remaining. The orb slowly floats skyward, returning to heaven.
"Oh no you don't" You giggle, and grab the orb from the air. You give it a nice lick before swallowing it whole. You feel a surge in strength as your stamina is fully restored. Two angels down. Fuck yeah. You look back towards the city, or what is left of it. All you can see are thrashing arms, clouds of smoke and dust. You feel incredible demonic energy coming from the center of town.
"Alice... what happened to you..."