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Motherglare generated a random number between
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 Posted: Tue Sep 18, 2018 6:05 pm
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xxx
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黑雾，灰色空气，随后是乌鸦xx🚬x㍿ ㍿ ㍿x
𝘼𝙮𝙮❟ 𝙥𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙪𝙥 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙖𝙘𝙚
𝙏𝙚𝙡𝙡 ❜𝙚𝙢 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙄 𝙖𝙞𝙣’𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙯𝙚
𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮❟ 𝙢𝙮 𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙛𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙫𝙖𝙞𝙣.
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First rule of establishment. Take and give nothing back. He could already feel his threat play a role as it hawked over the many unable to leave the bar out of fear or discomfort, for whatever comes their way.
A shuffle rung in his ears. Worlds away from home, came a squirrely looking boy. Small face, even smaller words. The very picture of what the school dropout would be if he didn't knuckle up on his resolve to break from the economic caste of debt.
Inspecting the little thing, watching the features of neglect and hints of promise. He'd only heard about them through word of mouth from his old man's line of business. Like china dolls, it was creepy but instead of the jaded complacency, he saw scraps of howling desperation in those wide eyes. Staring in his general direction for a while. It was better than some soulless compliment, that was for sure. Whether he was trying to advertise as merchandise or as someone more useful to him, he didn't see him last very long.
"I am, it must be the money." He'd say, guessing the boy would see from the stains of human matter on the floor that no one was truly safe from his temperament. The only validation he needed was from himself. He knew he was pretty.
Someone else was to arrive here. A calling card was given to one of the South's more notorious sharks. This woman didn't need the teeth to pull the clout. What, having pulled his father under and all with her schemes. Whatever she had on his pops, it was enough to pull their name in the dirt ontop of his stupid submission. The young brat from the nth ward will no longer tolerate that. Why go to school and be groomed to pay back a debt he didn't owe? This society was full of frogs and one day he'll let them all fry.
Starting with the one coming up this table. He could see from behind the counter's rustic mirror how he walked like the snake she was. Oversaturated and overrated, his expression rolled with dark emotions simmering. "Yeeeh.. I remember you. Hhhh....but you don't remember me...[sound of a puffing sigh]" His fingers tapping the resin wood of this fine counter before the knuckles would tighten. The cigar in his voice bleeding heavy.
"It's about some dues, Miss Loanshark, between you and my fatha'. The s**t you pulled...the s**t he pulled...Not coming to ya?
Isss'okay."
Headless body slumped over, with her frame taking it's place. Whirling chopper blades burst from his resting arm as the high speed spin suddenly shrieked through the table like the call of a ripping engine. The cutting air reaching merely a hair's width from that peachy throat of hers not long after she said her last word. Wood chips and shot glass pieces flying like pebbles being hit by airwaves passing his expression. "𝙸'𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜."He was too small to do anything but stand in a suit back then as he watched his father slave away at the stupid ship he bought, trying to make it out. Foolish. He would never make the same mistake as to pin it all on one thing. He would never cup his hands in front of people like this woman. But now he was taller, and his temper shorter. And unlike before, he will not wait on another of this woman's words.
Standing his full height over hers. Something long-leg, something growing adolescent.
He tossed his gun over to the pile of loot he ripped along with any and all pools of funds piled high. Wagging three fingers, middle, ring, and pinkie all rings from his uncles of the Dondeval Family of whom she ruined.
"3 mill--with the ship parked out back."
Now. Pointing to her before dragging a finger down his eye.
"If I win, I keep the ship, and I'll own everything from your name to everything under it till you have my pardon."
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Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2018 4:50 pm
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Ｕｓｈａ // Ｔｈｅ ʊռɖʏɨռɢ
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XTotal Stat points: ２２８ ▌│█║▌║▌║║▌║▌║█│▌ ＤＯＣＴＯＲ / ＡＳＳＡＳＳＩＮ / ＬＩＦＥ ＬＩＮＥ
XXXUsha took a drink of the dead-man's liquor, a nice hearty swig that she let sit on her tongue. The hoppy flavor bubbled on the tip of taste-buds as whirling, buzzing blades threatened to slice open her succulent slender throat. Usha remained unflinching as he raised his voice and stood up, still throwing a tantrum like the petulant child he was. Now she remembered him. The snot-nosed brat to one of a prestigious family.
He dragged a finger down his cheek from the bottom of his eye as he essentially placed a bet on the table in front of them. Usha leaned in closer as he spoke, looking cocky as ever while she rested an elbow on the table and her head in the palm of her hand. A salacious grin spread across her face, the corners of her mouth practically resting beneath her rapacious eyes. "Boy, you sure know how to get a lady's attention. Wehihihi~" A cackle escaped her lungs as she stood, rolling her neck. "Hai! Let's make it more interesting! On top of the three-million and the ship, if I win you have to do one thing I ask. No questions." Usha leaned towards him, raising an index finger and giving him a suggestive wink.
493/950 (66)
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Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2018 11:15 am
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2018 1:00 am
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Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2018 1:36 am
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2019 2:47 pm
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Sᙍᙘᗅᖇᑗ 丅ᕼᗴ ᕼᎥǤᕼ ᑭᖇᎥᗴᔕ丅ᗴᔕᔕ :: [̲̅S̲̅][̲̅H̲̅][̲̅4̲̅][̲̅F̲̅][̲̅4̲̅][̲̅E̲̅][̲̅4̲̅][̲̅9̲̅][̲̅S̲̅][̲̅4̲̅][̲̅1̲̅][̲̅U̲̅][̲̅5̲̅][̲̅2̲̅][̲̅U̲̅][̲̅5̲̅][̲̅3̲̅]
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XTotal Stat points: ８７０ ▌│█║▌║▌║║▌║▌║█│▌ ＬＩＦＥ ＲＥＴＵＲＮ / ＲＯＫＵＳＨＩＫＩ / ＴＡＮＫ
XXXThe small town that broke the rays of the rising sun used to be a lawless one. Violence had not been a stranger in days of yore for this quaint pirate village. But now, under the strict jurisdiction of the marines, the town was a law-abiding dry county. With a stringent blockade surrounding the harbor and little to no access to weaponry, the people of this once blood-soaked village were now forced to comply to laws that they did not hold to their own. Hither came Sebaru, the High Priestess of the King in Red, white-haired, ember-eyed, a monster, a reaver, a slayer, with a mourning heart and a titanic hunger, to tread the alabaster thrones of the world under her barren feet. The brine of the sea clung to her clothes, salted water dripping from her blanched form. She looked the part of a ghast of the sea as she strode through the churning tide. Her tall form was visible for many minutes as she emerged from the simmering foam, her eyes glowing with an intelligent light not before seen within the depths of those rosy coals. Something had changed in the intermittent time between her last reported sightings. Something had awoken in the creature's mind, a calling had gone out between her and her kin. Now. Now was the time to begin. Observe. Feed. Slaughter. Strong compulsions implanted in the core of their beings by a mysterious and unknowingly vast entity. Like a siren's call or the mournful song of a solitary whale, the voice echoed within Sebaru. As did it in the creatures and blooded that followed her towards the shore. Unnatural forms pulsated, undulated, and loped through the aggravated ocean waters seemingly unperturbed by the need to breath the life-giving air of the surface dwellers. Each one harbored a unique form, but each also held similarities to their matron. Sebaru was their nexus, their psionic link to a much larger network, and they followed her silent instructions to maim and kill to their heart's content. Feed. Gorge yourselves on the flesh and blood of sinner and saint alike. For today. Yes today, was the beginning of a new era. The return of an ancient system. Once more the younger races would know fear. They would remember why they were afraid to stray from their shores into deeper water. What lurked beneath the primordial waves in days of antiquated past. Come! Defenders of the weak! Come! Upholders of the law! This was a challenge as her kith and kin dug their claws into not only the flesh of the island's denizens but the very natural order. Skin and sinew tore, red liquor staining cobbled streets and the coppery scent of death filling the air, just as easily as laws and land. Do you not feel the ethereal tug of the ancient progenitors? Locked within their tombs, in a quasi-state of death. "GrrrrraAAAAAAAAAAH!" Sebaru screamed, her roar piercing the heavens and echoing the fury of her sire as she ripped a marine in half at the torso. She tossed his lower half aside and drank the carmine syrup from his mutilated chest cavity, the viscera cascading down her face and down the front of her monstrous body. "....Do you not hear it?" She spoke, yes spoke. A miracle, in of itself. Attunement to the hive-mind rendered her capable of common speech for it served a purpose. After all, she was the High Priestess. What was a priestess or priest if they did not convert the masses?
word count: 588/2000 take-over
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Posted: Sat Feb 02, 2019 2:52 pm
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There was light.
Ibiki Nobunaga. Born to the prestigious Nobunaga Clan, the thirteenth guardian to participate in the Shinka tourney. Fated protected of truth, justice, and love. A prophecy given to him by a fortune teller long gone from this world now, his parents held fast to it and raised him to be the next head of the clan. Well trained. Well loved. Treated with care but tact. He was the one who was foretold to change it all.
And so he would.
Then came Hunter. Having lost it all and being reborn as a monstrosity, Hunter roamed Vearth on a search for himself. But of course, he did it with little consideration of those around him. Death embraced the sow who came to the slaughter and he? Laughing in the face of those too weak to stop him. Darkness crept about his figure, taking that once loving heart and turning it to black. He felt nothing but disgust for the world around him and would see it all come to a halting, screeching, stop. Flames dancing on the edge of those graced eyes of crimson.
Now was the time to decide.
GRAAAAAA-KKKKSHHH!!!
A man was ripped asunder in a display of power and animosity. Onward did he watch, not knowing what to do. The tug of emotion foregoing everything that he was, Ibiki wanted to tell her to stop but Hunter was in love with the carnage. One eye crimson as the other yellow. One slit as the other oval, with a single tear falling. All the pain he'd done welled within, but was sputtered with a euphoric binge of questionable smiling and slight, strange, delightful laughter.
"Hahahahahaha. . "
Softly it welled as the tears streamed, hands going up to his face as he fell to his knees. The man with no name. No identity, any longer. Who or what would he be? "Ru, wait. . " A free hand shot up in detest, but that smile still present. Gallivanting that smile about as if he hadn't done the same or wouldn't himself rip these people apart. He felt. . . Bad? Good? Both. Both?! Why?! The chaos met serenity. The calm met calamity. The light met darkness. For the first time since returning to this world, he didn't know who he was anymore.
A white wall adrift, turning to sparkling cracks as it shattered to two figures standing with blade in hand, water filling the edges of the area while continuing to rise without either making a step. The horizon went onward for who knows how long but the water continuing to spill til it covered both their faces. Now submerged they stood, eyeing one another without stopping. Then, one made a move.
Then the other did the same.
One spoke.
"We are one."
The other spoke.
"But there can only truly be one."
Their eyes locked.
"This world doesn't deserve to continue as it is. With Sebaru, I'll destroy it and remake anew. Into something where monsters like us can never be born."
He was right, and yet, wrong.
"This world needs the right hero to save it. If I could change then anyone can! Don't turn your back when you don't know for sure! There's a chance for redemption!"
They couldn't agree. The water as one was enveloped in light and the other, darkness. Two sides to the same coin, but as always there was an end to the tale. Only one side could rule and that was where the collision took place. Hunter. Ibiki. You make your choice now.
"Who has the right to rule?"
Both questioned with obvious intent. It was me, they thought in unison. And then. .
SLINK!
A thud, a head rolled, and the world caved.
Back in the real world, the man stood with a shadow over his figure. Grasping the jacket that laid over him, he tossed it off while drawing a blade. Turning a heel, a single swipe blew the earth apart and uprooted numerous houses. Men and women alike were left eradicated as the children came to eat what was left. That was when he turned, a smile as eyes glowed bright crimson, cackling laughter filled the air.
"The swell of change huh? ******** it then. Let's tear this world down Ru and make it into something worth existing in." This was their time. She was his answer to salvation. His only truth.
Even so, one last tear fell from Hunter's face. The dark never tasted so sweet.
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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2019 7:02 am
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Sᙍᙘᗅᖇᑗ 丅ᕼᗴ ᕼᎥǤᕼ ᑭᖇᎥᗴᔕ丅ᗴᔕᔕ :: [̲̅S̲̅][̲̅H̲̅][̲̅4̲̅][̲̅F̲̅][̲̅4̲̅][̲̅E̲̅][̲̅4̲̅][̲̅9̲̅][̲̅S̲̅][̲̅4̲̅][̲̅1̲̅][̲̅U̲̅][̲̅5̲̅][̲̅2̲̅][̲̅U̲̅][̲̅5̲̅][̲̅3̲̅]
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XTotal Stat points: ８７０ ▌│█║▌║▌║║▌║▌║█│▌ ＬＩＦＥ ＲＥＴＵＲＮ / ＲＯＫＵＳＨＩＫＩ / ＴＡＮＫ
XXXCarved from ivory and painted in viscera, Sebaru turned to regard the man she had come to be bonded with. There was a deep connection there, one stronger than the neural network that spanned across the unfathomable depths and across a million minds. The pain and joy that blanched the face that she had come to care for was an expression she had reflected inwardly, be it briefly. As screams filled the air around them and gore ran in the streets at their feet, Sebaru slowly strode over to where he sat with a hand outstretched to her and took it into her own chitinous palm. She was caring, almost motherly, as to avoid slicing his flesh with her razor-like claws. She cupped his chin between two of those sickles, nearly drawing blood as the tapered ends pressed into his throat, and leaned down towards him. While he fought inwardly, Sebaru pressed her ivory lips into his own and drank deeply of his essence. Silhouetted by the crackling flames and inhuman forms dancing in revelry, the two locked in a union that transcended the body. She shared with him the vision that her kind were portents for. A vast form loomed over her mind, eyes affixed on him in the deep beneath the briny waves where the sun could not touch. This was her, and them, and the answer to everything. The final conclusion to this world and the only salvation. As the pressure of the vast, incalculable depths pressed against them, with only the warmth between them staving off the cold from settling in their bones, Sebaru broke the kiss. All of it washed away, with a small piece remaining inside of Hunter's mind. A link to her, to the hive mind, and to something larger than any of them. "...You are MINE." She growled, releasing her claws from around his throat as the warmth of her lips faded and she once more returned to the wanton slaughter. This town, these people, would join their cause...or they would burn.
word count: 928/2000 take-over
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2019 6:45 am
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Screams filled his ears. Chaos roamed the land and yet, he found solace in those terror'd calls for help. After all his team being stuck in this god forsaken place, finally it felt like Hunter had found where he belonged. The image of Ibiki that stood to watch onward began to fade to nothing more than dust and he blandly watched as things returned to some sort of normality. Ru's actions didn't bother him. Not the sight of the beast behind her. Not the kiss. Nothing. He'd found this to be fate and if it was fate, then he who was he to go against the churning tide.
Life would continue on, even if he'd wished it not to.
Her decree was sound. An eye raised in jest, laughing only lightly to himself. "Not gonna take me to dinner first? I guess this did set the scene, just fine." Looming his blade up over the shoulder, a small bit of laughter escaping as he did, he'd turn to look out onto the town. If only they understood that this was the inevitable and it was brought on by their own kind. How silly it all was to think they could escape their own destiny. The hubris of man continued to tickle him and he was glad he didn't have it. Hunter was no man, anymore. Just a monster like the rest of the world.
Monster. . .
It echoed for some reason in his mind. Almost lulling, blanch eyes turned from crimson to an iron red, as if he wasn't there any longer. Yeah. . If he wanted to truly be a monster than this body wasn't of any use to him anymore. Sebaru had a way. . but, how did he know that? Body shifting about towards her, he stared to her fleeting backside as a step took him closer. Face almost expressionless until he was beside her, then, in front of her. He stared upward, eyes having a reminiscent glow of flame coming off the edges. Without saying a word, he felt she understood. "I guess we're skipping the foreplay and gettin' straight to it." A remark flew across the airwaves between them ; even stuck in this weird mental scape, Hunter was still Hunter. "This is your first time and mine with this body. Let's be. . gentle with one another."
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2019 3:32 pm
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Sᙍᙘᗅᖇᑗ 丅ᕼᗴ ᕼᎥǤᕼ ᑭᖇᎥᗴᔕ丅ᗴᔕᔕ :: [̲̅S̲̅][̲̅H̲̅][̲̅4̲̅][̲̅F̲̅][̲̅4̲̅][̲̅E̲̅][̲̅4̲̅][̲̅9̲̅][̲̅S̲̅][̲̅4̲̅][̲̅1̲̅][̲̅U̲̅][̲̅5̲̅][̲̅2̲̅][̲̅U̲̅][̲̅5̲̅][̲̅3̲̅]
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XXXHe jested. A concept that was still alien to Sebaru. The joke elicited only a cocked head as Hunter swung his blood addled blade onto his shoulder. She understood that there was some sort of word-play there, especially with the link between them. There was an echo, a conveying of surface thoughts and emotions that transferred between them as she closed her emberous eyes. Those fiery hues starred through half-lids as she looked down at him, examining the contours of his face as he shifted towards her and in front of her. There was a similar simmer in his own orbs, like hot coals burning at the edges of his eyes. There were no more words that passed between them. There was no need. Just the carnal press of flesh as his mental message slithered into her aberrant brain. What was it like to have an alien intelligence caress the edge of your mind? There was a brief pause before one body was pinned against a wall, powerful claws riving deep furrows into the masonry as primal screams filled the air. Gentle was not in her vocabulary. Especially at the transferal of reconstructive RNA and DNA. Bodies would be rebuilt at the cellular level as they joined, the act a catalyst for biological reconstruction. "Mine." She repeated over and over again between the two of them, the airwaves between them filled with affinity and devotion. Reflective fangs were bared, glinting red in the fires of the ruined town as the world continued to burn around them. Two wells of Adam's ale filled the corners of Sebaru's eyes, rivulets streaming down her pale cheeks. The flows shone gold in the flickering rays of a nearby pyre. Though her emotions were incongruous, something akin to joy could be gleaned or perhaps translated from her extrinsic mind.
word count: 1232/2000 take-over
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2019 6:59 am
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Ppp-bbbt!
It resounded across the waves that were between the duo. There was no pain. And, even if there was, it'd be taken as pleasure. Contorting images of what was the be had already begun to flood his mind. From one end to the next, to the next, Ibiki saw his past play out as he floated there in a dark abyss, while all this took place. His mother. His father. Brother. Even his best friend. His Goddess. Years passing. Sona. Barbos. Regina. Ikki. And many more. All of their faces painted one after another. All of the bonds he'd made, if even by force, shown plainly to him. But the two that shined brighter than any other in those dark recesses were none other than the. . being he shared his body with now and. . Her. .
"Ahn."
She had been the only one besides Ru to understand him. All his pain. All of his loss and heartbreak. His insanity. She gladly accepted him for it. . That beacon couldn't be cut like the others. That tether was too strong. As the connection to person after person withered away, only Ru's constant tug was stagnant and increasing. A ruby red line went directly to her and as he finally opened his eyes to see, there was was. Almost motherly in the way she held him and the caress was soft ; gentle, for a being like her. There link now was stronger than it'd ever been. A free hand touched that burning maw to calm her some, Hunter smiling as his body began to change on its own. "Hey, no need to make so much noise, ya' know? We're tied together forever now. so yeah, I'm yours, but you ain't gotta yell about it." An inward laughter as hues closed, cells beginning to reformat as the dead zombie body was used as a stepping stool for something more.
Something. . Greater. .
To anyone else, it wasn't a beautiful act. Their love wasn't the scene out of your typical romance. It was brutal. Resounding. And once completely, amid the chaos and brimstone, there stood a new Hunter. Well, if he was even to be considered the same Hunter as before. Hair was longer. Body tempered and steel like. he'd grown arguably taller, almost by feet. An elongated frame to match the almost deadpan stare. Blinking several times, his eyes wandered the area to fall on some of the others eating. Then to those crying out for help. Hm. "Sebaru. . " Beginning ; the voice that spoke deepened, like lighting charcoal as the edges of his mouth flared with a smokey ash like substance. The crackle of flame bloomed from the edges of the eyes as it seemed he'd finally woken up. For the first time since being back alive, Hunter felt. . complete.
". . I'm hungry. But I'm not hungry for these weaklings. I need something. . more." These would suffice for the lesser creatures, but him? He had to gorge on a greater source. Maybe an entire kingdom would suffice.
Ｃａｎ＇ｔ Ｅｓｃａｐｅ Ｆｒｏｍ Ｃｒｏｓｓｉｎｇ Ｆａｔｅ |
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2019 5:04 pm
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Sᙍᙘᗅᖇᑗ 丅ᕼᗴ ᕼᎥǤᕼ ᑭᖇᎥᗴᔕ丅ᗴᔕᔕ :: [̲̅S̲̅][̲̅H̲̅][̲̅4̲̅][̲̅F̲̅][̲̅4̲̅][̲̅E̲̅][̲̅4̲̅][̲̅9̲̅][̲̅S̲̅][̲̅4̲̅][̲̅1̲̅][̲̅U̲̅][̲̅5̲̅][̲̅2̲̅][̲̅U̲̅][̲̅5̲̅][̲̅3̲̅]
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XTotal Stat points: ８７０ ▌│█║▌║▌║║▌║▌║█│▌ ＬＩＦＥ ＲＥＴＵＲＮ / ＲＯＫＵＳＨＩＫＩ / ＴＡＮＫ
XXXThe primal union of flesh complete, Sebaru would disentangle her husky form from Hunter's new and improved frame. "AAAAAAAAAAooooooh!" She howled in triumph, a chorus filling the rainy sky with their inhuman cries. The siblings would add their voices to her call as the fires spat and sizzled around them. The coppery, tangy smell of running blood permeated the air, mixing with the acrid stench of burning flesh and hair. She lowered her exposed throat, staring down at Hunter. Or what was Hunter. Her gaze no longer sufficed to crane her neck, nearly level with him as it was. The roar of thunder cracked the wind as a bolt of lightning streaked by and the smell of ozone slithered into Sebaru's nostrils. There was another rumble, almost in response, in the sea. A deep, throaty bellow that traveled through the earth and into the bones, echoing in their skulls. "We feed here..then move on." She growled low, caressing his cheek within a bony palm as she felt the beginnings of life gestate in her abdomen. Their eyes reflected one another as she stared down at him. There was something there now, something that he gave her in the transference. Perhaps a cunning..or something more subtle. Something close to human. Whatever it was did not detract from her deadliness, no. In fact, it completed her as well. "Our siblings. Our children. They will be a wave that will sweep across the world..this.."
"..this is only the beginning."
word count: 1478
2000/2000 take-over (With Hunter)
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