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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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Are you new?
[ please don't ask why this was her first question okay. ]
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I am, as a matter of fact.
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Then you are forgiven!
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That's it?
Oh! Most important part!
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It's a great piece of technology~ But, there is one teeny downfall.
All posts are public, unless you filter them.
It's a bit tricky to understand at first, but if you need help, I'd be more than happy! [ durrr look at this smart all everywhere. ] Filtering is handy-dandy!
DONE SORRY SORRY
I can't judge what you do, really! But we have children here, who would be pretty traumatized if they saw a post like this!
[ c: ]
I'm not sure what your thoughts towards children are, but you can't really want to expose them to this violence, huh? [ doesn't she sounds so elegant? ]
That's something kids should learn on their own!
[ .. sob. ]
FFFFFFF DON'T APOLOGIZE
That's of no concern to me.
[Not if they're normal humans, anyway.]
And what was that about 'Vatheon'?
APOLOGIZES FOREVER
And yep, Vatheon! It's this huge bubble that's like a million leagues under the sea. [ this is fact. ] Um... let's see. The bubble is growing all the time and—
—oh! Have you seen a tattoo on your body anywhere? [ tugging off her glove and showing her palm heck yeah. There's dat tattoo. ] It looks like this! Vatheon also gives you this little... fairy-thing. A little ball of light. You can't miss it.
... not too sure what they're for, but they won't leave you alone no matter what!
With me so far?
WHAT NO
[He'll have to look for that latter.
Also, this feels really weird, accepting help from a human, but he doesn't have too many options here, sadly.]
... Yes, I suppose so.
YES ALWAYS
In a week or so, you're going to feel really lightheaded—weak. In a little week, you will feel a little weak!
[ LAUGH AT HER PUN DO IT. ]
Aaaaaall you have to do to get rid of that pain is walk on over to the plaza, and press your hand on the biiiiig coral in the middle of it. It's simple!
And don't try to be a tough guy and not touch the coral. It'll only be bad for you in the end!
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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