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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...
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Either way, however, I've no need for your concern.
[He's had his fair share of experiences cheating death, after all.]
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[A faint smile. It's just how he really is. But he won't bother this person further. He understands that Tiir would need personal time for himself now, to let everything sink in and figure things out.]
Well, bye then...
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Then why are you still here.Oh, right. Red would most likely forget that all over again later, though.]
S - sorry.
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Oh, shush.]... You truly are clueless.
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If it's okay, can I ask you something, mister?
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What is it?
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[Also, pardon the blunt question.] Well... Ah, are you a vampire?
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Just. Blink.]
Eh?
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[Here, let him demonstrate by putting his two index fingers to his upper lip, trying to make a fang!!]
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In any case, I can't say that I am.
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He can't think of anything else... Maybe a demon?
... Do demons even eat humans? The ones that he's met don't.]
Then...?
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A bearer of God's Eyes? [Maybe... a unique race from Tiir's world?]
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As I don't know that race at all, I don't think I can tell you anything else useful.
Normally, the vampires here would receive blood packs from the infirmary, but... [It doesn't seem like Tiir needs the blood alone.]
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Blood is of no use to me.
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Aside from those, you... You can try touching the coral in the plaza. The coral, Lamufao, actually has strange powers. It can heal and even regenerate those who touch it.
I don't think it's a guaranteed solution... But, you might as well try sometime. You'll be needing to touch it at least once a week, anyway.
The foreigners who are present here all need to, or they will feel drained over time and eventually very sick.
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In order to regenerate the lost energy, we need to touch Lamufao.
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To keep the water out, I assume? I suppose it's a better fate than drowning. Still, to be used like this...
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But, that was proven otherwise with the curses. One time, zombie mermaids passed through it. A pirate ship's remains is another proof that there are those who or which can still break through it.
We also... spotted a local that dived in and out of it.
No foreigner has ever broken out of that barrier before, though.
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