WaffleGod
Lord Sovereign
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- Seen Apr 24, 2014
Phantoms
OOC: Yeah, got kinda sick of the numbered variants. Consistency for the win!
Also...
WARNING. WARNING. WARNING. WARNING. WARNING. WARNING.
This section is...somewhat graphic. If you're not interested in reading about some mild textual graphic violence (Har har, oxymoron lol), skip down to the OOC summary at the bottom.
WARNING. WARNING. WARNING. WARNING. WARNING. WARNING.
IC: Felix grinned. It's not often he gets to play the hero, and he liked the feeling. Still, it was nice to helped up like this. "Heh, thanks for the help, Sagi. Not that I couldn't get up myself, of course."
Crossing his arms, he taunted the fallen Testament. "All talk, nothing to back it up. Guess you're not so tough after all, huh?" He was mocking her. After all, surely she would be dazed and unable to respond for a short while.
She moved, rising to her feet, completely unfazed by the various attacks she had endured throughout the skirmish. Her blade burned brighter than before, and the mall lights dimmed further. And for the first time, Testament smiled.
"...I am satisfied with your performances, all things considered. Though I think it's time to end this. This is your final warning; relinquish the Arbiter if you desire to live." Despite her smile, her tone was dry and forceful.
"Huh...?" Felix asked, confused. "Weren't you trying to get Elyon all this time?"
"Fighting you was never my original intent. Your comrades were the first to show signs of aggression, and I merely responded to them."
The building shook, a mild tremor rippling through the infrastructure. Felix struggled to keep his balance as the quake subsided. Testament lifted her head, gazing at the ceiling. "...It seems I have been followed." Her voice had returned to its usual emotionless state.
Felix tilted his head, inquisitively. "Followed? By who?" Following her gaze, he looked upwards at the ceiling. Amidst the dim lighting, he could make out a figure hanging from the rafters. An odd, barely noticeable silhouette of a man. He appeared to have a human structure, yet Felix couldn't help but feel there was something odd about the man's head. Are those...horns? he thought. No, no that would just be silly.
Suddenly, his head began to throb, and he dropped to his knees. "Ugh...not again...!" he muttered.
The visage of the pig-tailed girl appeared in everyone's mind again. She smiled. A cheerful, ear-to-ear grin; a face of pure bliss.
I'd move out of the way, if I were you, were the only words she spoke before disappearing. Instantly, Felix's headache subsided, and he rose to his feet.
"Move...? Testament, what's going on?" He hated the fact that he needed her to answer after what just happened, but Felix was tired of being in the dark.
"That woman...to go this far... I should have anticipated this...!" She said, cursing herself inaudibly.
"Testament...?" Felix's curiosity grew with each passing moment.
The ground on the lower floor erupted in a cloud of dust and debris. A deafening roar permeated the air, and Felix collapsed to the ground along with Elyon. Testament did not so much as flinch. "What is tha!?" Felix screamed, as a translucent claw emerged from the hole in ground, followed by another.
Crowds scattered, and people screamed as a massive creature pulled itself from beneath the rubble. It's translucent body rippled like water, as it tore apart the ground. As the dust cleared, Felix and the rest of the gang were given a clear view of the behemoth that had emerged from the ground. It was a dragon. An enormous, wingless blue dragon with an illusionary body that flowed and rippled like water with every movement. It towered over the balcony to the second floor, but did not seem to notice Felix or his friends.
Felix gasped. What the- What in the world is that thing!?
His mind was ablaze. Hundreds of questions swarmed his mind. "What are they? Where did they come from? What are they doing here? What's going to happen to me? To my friends? Testament...? What is going on!? I want answers, and I want them now!" he screamed at the woman; her stoic face did not react at all to the ensuing destruction. But why?
From the celing, at the far end of the mall, a second dragon emerged, causing further chaos. The crowd surrounding the group had long since scattered, and the mall had turned into a noisy mass of chaos as hundreds of people fled for the exits. Many did not make it. The dragons began to move. Crushing, suffocating, devouring all who crossed their path as they wandered the building, seemingly searching for something. The lower floor of the mall had become a chaotic sea of blood.
Testament's head turned, and she faced the group once more. "Dragonets. Conceptual beings that exist between realms. The Arbiter, in his current state, lacks the necessary abilities to defeat them."
Somehow, amidst the horrible screams of the dying, her voice was audible; piercing the air and reaching the ears of all those who stood nearby. "I will deal with you all later. For now, it would be in your best interest to leave immediately. I shall hold them off for as long as I can." Gripping her flaming sword, she began to walk towards the rampaging monsters, stopping after a few moments. Seconds later, Gil's shop began to collapse, imploding upon itself, being crushed by the very essence of its own existence, much like the Angel from before. Soon, it was replaced by an empty space, and a hole pierced the wall behind it. An exit to the outside.
Testament screamed. "RUN! RUN AWAY WHILE YOU CAN, AND DO NOT LET THAT WOMAN HAVE THE ARBITER UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES!"
She leapt off to the lower floor, racing towards the dragonets.
Felix, based on Testament's sudden surge of urgency, realized they really only had one option. Grabbing Elyon, he yelled out to the group as he dashed towards the remains of the shop. "EVERYBODY! LET'S GO, NOW!"
He'd have to think about who "that woman" was later, but, deep in his mind, he felt as if he already knew who Testament was referring to. What does this all mean? he wondered.
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OOC: Climactic scene, eh? Heehee, been looking forward to this bit for quite some time. Well, as I promised, here's the summary.
There's a creepy horned guy hanging from the rafters of the mall, watching over everything. Creepy dragons appear and kill lots of generic NPCs. We're running now. Out of the mall. Fast. Mmkay? That about covers it.
OOC: Yeah, got kinda sick of the numbered variants. Consistency for the win!
Also...
WARNING. WARNING. WARNING. WARNING. WARNING. WARNING.
This section is...somewhat graphic. If you're not interested in reading about some mild textual graphic violence (Har har, oxymoron lol), skip down to the OOC summary at the bottom.
WARNING. WARNING. WARNING. WARNING. WARNING. WARNING.
IC: Felix grinned. It's not often he gets to play the hero, and he liked the feeling. Still, it was nice to helped up like this. "Heh, thanks for the help, Sagi. Not that I couldn't get up myself, of course."
Crossing his arms, he taunted the fallen Testament. "All talk, nothing to back it up. Guess you're not so tough after all, huh?" He was mocking her. After all, surely she would be dazed and unable to respond for a short while.
She moved, rising to her feet, completely unfazed by the various attacks she had endured throughout the skirmish. Her blade burned brighter than before, and the mall lights dimmed further. And for the first time, Testament smiled.
"...I am satisfied with your performances, all things considered. Though I think it's time to end this. This is your final warning; relinquish the Arbiter if you desire to live." Despite her smile, her tone was dry and forceful.
"Huh...?" Felix asked, confused. "Weren't you trying to get Elyon all this time?"
"Fighting you was never my original intent. Your comrades were the first to show signs of aggression, and I merely responded to them."
The building shook, a mild tremor rippling through the infrastructure. Felix struggled to keep his balance as the quake subsided. Testament lifted her head, gazing at the ceiling. "...It seems I have been followed." Her voice had returned to its usual emotionless state.
Felix tilted his head, inquisitively. "Followed? By who?" Following her gaze, he looked upwards at the ceiling. Amidst the dim lighting, he could make out a figure hanging from the rafters. An odd, barely noticeable silhouette of a man. He appeared to have a human structure, yet Felix couldn't help but feel there was something odd about the man's head. Are those...horns? he thought. No, no that would just be silly.
Suddenly, his head began to throb, and he dropped to his knees. "Ugh...not again...!" he muttered.
The visage of the pig-tailed girl appeared in everyone's mind again. She smiled. A cheerful, ear-to-ear grin; a face of pure bliss.
I'd move out of the way, if I were you, were the only words she spoke before disappearing. Instantly, Felix's headache subsided, and he rose to his feet.
"Move...? Testament, what's going on?" He hated the fact that he needed her to answer after what just happened, but Felix was tired of being in the dark.
"That woman...to go this far... I should have anticipated this...!" She said, cursing herself inaudibly.
"Testament...?" Felix's curiosity grew with each passing moment.
The ground on the lower floor erupted in a cloud of dust and debris. A deafening roar permeated the air, and Felix collapsed to the ground along with Elyon. Testament did not so much as flinch. "What is tha!?" Felix screamed, as a translucent claw emerged from the hole in ground, followed by another.
Crowds scattered, and people screamed as a massive creature pulled itself from beneath the rubble. It's translucent body rippled like water, as it tore apart the ground. As the dust cleared, Felix and the rest of the gang were given a clear view of the behemoth that had emerged from the ground. It was a dragon. An enormous, wingless blue dragon with an illusionary body that flowed and rippled like water with every movement. It towered over the balcony to the second floor, but did not seem to notice Felix or his friends.
Felix gasped. What the- What in the world is that thing!?
His mind was ablaze. Hundreds of questions swarmed his mind. "What are they? Where did they come from? What are they doing here? What's going to happen to me? To my friends? Testament...? What is going on!? I want answers, and I want them now!" he screamed at the woman; her stoic face did not react at all to the ensuing destruction. But why?
From the celing, at the far end of the mall, a second dragon emerged, causing further chaos. The crowd surrounding the group had long since scattered, and the mall had turned into a noisy mass of chaos as hundreds of people fled for the exits. Many did not make it. The dragons began to move. Crushing, suffocating, devouring all who crossed their path as they wandered the building, seemingly searching for something. The lower floor of the mall had become a chaotic sea of blood.
Testament's head turned, and she faced the group once more. "Dragonets. Conceptual beings that exist between realms. The Arbiter, in his current state, lacks the necessary abilities to defeat them."
Somehow, amidst the horrible screams of the dying, her voice was audible; piercing the air and reaching the ears of all those who stood nearby. "I will deal with you all later. For now, it would be in your best interest to leave immediately. I shall hold them off for as long as I can." Gripping her flaming sword, she began to walk towards the rampaging monsters, stopping after a few moments. Seconds later, Gil's shop began to collapse, imploding upon itself, being crushed by the very essence of its own existence, much like the Angel from before. Soon, it was replaced by an empty space, and a hole pierced the wall behind it. An exit to the outside.
Testament screamed. "RUN! RUN AWAY WHILE YOU CAN, AND DO NOT LET THAT WOMAN HAVE THE ARBITER UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES!"
She leapt off to the lower floor, racing towards the dragonets.
Felix, based on Testament's sudden surge of urgency, realized they really only had one option. Grabbing Elyon, he yelled out to the group as he dashed towards the remains of the shop. "EVERYBODY! LET'S GO, NOW!"
He'd have to think about who "that woman" was later, but, deep in his mind, he felt as if he already knew who Testament was referring to. What does this all mean? he wondered.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
OOC: Climactic scene, eh? Heehee, been looking forward to this bit for quite some time. Well, as I promised, here's the summary.
There's a creepy horned guy hanging from the rafters of the mall, watching over everything. Creepy dragons appear and kill lots of generic NPCs. We're running now. Out of the mall. Fast. Mmkay? That about covers it.
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