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contemptibility) wrote2011-08-24 05:19 pm
contemptibility) wrote2011-08-24 05:19 pm
accidental video ｡ oo1
[ooc: As a warning, this post contains cannibalism, blood, and all that stuff, though nothing especially descriptive.]
[The feed turns on to reveal a figure, sopping wet. A newcomer—nothing usual in itself. What might be of more interest, however, is the fact that he appears somewhat battered, with the blood running down his face making it clear that he's been injured recently.
Unsurprisingly, he seems rather disoriented as he looks around, taking in his surroundings before wiping away at the blood running over his eyes. An annoyed look passes through his face, and then—
—And then things take a turn for the unusual, as his eyes glow red and he then proceeds to grab the head of the nearest unsuspecting local.
Fortunately, his back is to his feed, his body hiding the local's, so the... gorier details can't be seen, though the blood flying from roughly where the poor person's head should be is likely a good indicator of what's going on. The sounds, at least, should make it even clearer.
Finally, he drops the now quite dead local to the ground with a thud, before turning in the direction of the SFC, his eyes back to their normal blue. The more observant might notice that he no longer seems wounded, his injuries healed.
There is also, rather prominently, far more blood splattered across his face, which he wipes at with his sleeve, leaving behind red smears.
A smirk, before he speaks.]
Well then... I suppose I should figure out where I am.
[And then his expression becomes serious, as he mutters to himself.]
If this is Gastark's doing...
[The feed turns on to reveal a figure, sopping wet. A newcomer—nothing usual in itself. What might be of more interest, however, is the fact that he appears somewhat battered, with the blood running down his face making it clear that he's been injured recently.
Unsurprisingly, he seems rather disoriented as he looks around, taking in his surroundings before wiping away at the blood running over his eyes. An annoyed look passes through his face, and then—
—And then things take a turn for the unusual, as his eyes glow red and he then proceeds to grab the head of the nearest unsuspecting local.
Fortunately, his back is to his feed, his body hiding the local's, so the... gorier details can't be seen, though the blood flying from roughly where the poor person's head should be is likely a good indicator of what's going on. The sounds, at least, should make it even clearer.
Finally, he drops the now quite dead local to the ground with a thud, before turning in the direction of the SFC, his eyes back to their normal blue. The more observant might notice that he no longer seems wounded, his injuries healed.
There is also, rather prominently, far more blood splattered across his face, which he wipes at with his sleeve, leaving behind red smears.
A smirk, before he speaks.]
Well then... I suppose I should figure out where I am.
[And then his expression becomes serious, as he mutters to himself.]
If this is Gastark's doing...
NO NEVER
Oh? And how do I know that this isn't some sort of trap?
:'(
[ shrug shrug. ]
I would suggest going with you, and if I'm lying you could eat me, but I don't really trust you not to eat me even if I'm telling the truth.
[ Pascal grins at the camera. ]
We seem to be at a crossroad...!
>:
D:
[ ...
PFFFFTHAHA OKAY NOT HIDING THE LAUGH ]
In—inferior! Haha!
<3?
Does something amuse you?
♥!!!!!!!!!!!! [1/2]
[2/2]
[ WE WILL NOT GIGGLE. JAKSKHD. ]
B-because you... eat people?
[ OH GOD THIS IS TOO MUCH. ]
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Because we were born with God's Eyes.
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[ ... not going to laugh not going to laugh. ]
Sorry to burst your bubble, but I've seen tons of pretty eyes in my lifetime. [ nodding! ] To me, you're just an ordinary human.
Does that make me ignorant?
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But if you were to ask me, which you aren't but I'll tell you anyway, you seem like the inferior one.
Someone prancing around, acting all tough, pretending to be the one on top because he's a little different? Please. I've found scarier, more intimidating things in my belly button.
[ Might be purposely egging him on to see some sort of reaction. Of course, what she's saying isn't a lie. She believes it. ]
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And so, he lets out a light laugh.]
Then you're certainly a strange human.
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Does that make us similar?
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[He will forever be stubborn on this.]
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And you act more human than a lot of people I've seen.
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[Though, of course, there are far too many people who would argue with Pascal there.]
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[ don't make her pull out her srs face. ]
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[ The voice is faint as he addresses Pascal from off-screen. He caught some of her words (though not the whole conversation, obviously), and he's curious. Or suspicious. ]
Who are you talking to?
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[ aksjdhkajsdh excuse her, Tiir, she's going to be focusing on Hubert for just a second. ]
H-hey! Shoo, shoo!
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[ If it was suspicion before, then it's worse now. He's offended. ]
Just exactly what are you doing!?
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[ AND IF SHE IS FLUSTERED IT IS NOT BECAUSE SHE'S EMBARRASSED. she just was trying to get this guy to stop killing people so that huberto didn't have to see :c
Oh, irony. ]
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