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| gentleRAGE | Sat Nov 5, 2011 11:07 pm Post #1 |
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Rage walks nervously, taking baby steps into the blackness that spread as far as he could see. He looked down to discover that he seemed to be walkin on nothing. "Does anyone know where I am?" he asked almost silently to himself. "OF COURSE WE DO." whispered back the voice inside of him. "YOU SHOULD BE USED TO THIS BY NOW. STOP GOING AGAINST ME. IF YOU STOPPED REJECTING ME, JUST IMAGINE THE THINGS WE COULD ACOMPLISH!" Rage could feel his arms and legs grow heavy and numb, as if someone else was taking control of his body. "I told you to stay out of my life!" "NOW WE BOTH KNOW THAT NOT GONNA HAPPEN" Rage then felt his chest burn." He clutched his heart while letting out screams of pain, and collasped on the floor. Rage awakens from his franctic kicking and screaming on cold grass, his back against a tombstone. His heartbeat so fast it shook his whole body. He was drenched in his own sweat, and breathing hard. He stumbled to his feet, and decided that he should best leave. He pauses in his tracks, he could feel a pair of eyes observing his every move. "Who's there?" called out Rage. |
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| Shalia | Thu Nov 10, 2011 4:47 am Post #2 |
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Many people would shy away from a place such as thing. Humans had an unreasonable fear of the dead. Shalia was unphased by being in such a place. The dead could not harm her so long as they remained in their graves. She lifted her head as she heard the sounds of screaming. Her eyes narrowed. What could be going on? As carefully as she could she began to walk towards the sounds. Normally she could care less about going to aid someone. But in a place like this, it could be a necromancer. And well a necromancer could mean trouble for her if they sent their minors her way. She was releaved to find that it was not some dark wizard. Instead it looked like a human who was having some sort of fit. But something told her there was more than met the eye. She had not spent three centuries in hell to not be able to sense demonic powers when they were near by. Though the man himself did not seem to have demon blood, not from what she could sense. She would have to be careful... It seemed like she had been noticed as the man called out. Having been discovered, it was foolish to remain hidden. Her boots clicked on the ground softly as she stepped out. She said nothing as she looked upon him, waiting for him to act. |
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| gentleRAGE | Fri Nov 11, 2011 3:32 am Post #3 |
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A girl quietly stepped out onto the grass. She didn't appear to look much older than him, but Rage could tell by her eyes that she had seen her share of bloodshed. He studied her up and down. She was beautiful, much more than any other girls he had seen in awhile. He lowered is guard. She looked human enough and if it came down to a fight he figured he probably would be able to handle her and get going fast enough. "WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR. RIP HER TO SHREDS", rang Gentle's voice in his head. "Are you some kind of idiot. I didnt come here to kill little girls.", Rage said aloud, but just enough so he thought the stranger wouldn't hear him. After looking at her again, he felt embarrased to realize he was so focused on Gentle, that he appeared to be staring at her the entire time. Rage, feeling embarrased looked down at the ground and kicked at the grass. "Gentle, just once. Can we leave her alive?". "Your going soft. Fine just this once. But don't count on this again" was Gentle's reply. Hearing this Rage looked the girl in the eyes. "I guess I should be going now. But it was AAARGGH!!" All of a sudden Rage collapsed to the ground. After a few minutes he stood up straight again. "IT'S MY TURN IN THIS BODY NOW!", yelled out Gentle's voice through Rage's body. Turning to the girl, Gentle said, almost a whisper. "YOUR PRETTIER THAN EXPECTED. I WONDER IF YOUR INSIDES MATCH." |
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| Shalia | Thu Nov 17, 2011 6:17 pm Post #4 |
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Shalia looked almost bored as she watched the man whisper to himself. If this was a possession like she was guessing it was, he was likely having a talk with his demon. She stood their waiting with one hand on her hip, a mere inch away from her sword. She raised a brow as the man began to talk, but was quickly cut off by a loud scream. The tiefling narrowed her bright purple eyes as she watched him. The feeling coming of the man changed. The demon was in charge now. Even though it was the same voice that spoke to her, the feeling in them were completely different. There was a thick murderous intent. So the demon wanted to kill her. She smirked, no matter how powerful the demon was it could not harm her while in that weak human body. She did not even bother drawing her blades yet. "I would advise against attacking me demon," she said casually. "I have slain balors and pit fiends before without even breaking a sweat. Do you really think you can even scratch me in a weak human body like that?" |
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| gentleRAGE | Tue Feb 14, 2012 12:53 am Post #5 |
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Looking the girl up and down, Gentle could tell that she could hold her own in a fight. And as bloodthirsty as he was, he knew she was right, in the fragile body of a human, he was easily vulnerable. "You may have a point.", Gentle said slowly, attempting to remain intimadating. "I'll spare your poor excuse for a life, but i never forget a face." At that moment the body of Rage slumped onto its knees, than flat onto his stomach. Gentle had retreated back into his prison. Rage proceeded to claw, and punch at the ground, as if continuing the battle that had been going on within his own body. "Give me contro-",he started to shout. He had finally looked up and noticed the grass that was under him, and the girl that stand in front of his face. Stumbling to his feet he managed to whisper "What do you want from me?" using what little strength he had left. Gentle obtaining full control usually sapped out all of his strength,but this was just ridiculous. He slowly crawled forward, attempting to fend off the girl as best he could, but not even being able to reach her. He fell onto his chest one final time before his vision went blurry before eventually faded to black. |
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