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 Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2018 9:04 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2019 6:49 pm
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Slowly intrepid steps from a rocky sea. They'd come in the dead of night - silent assailants hailing from ocean deep. Sloshing wet their forms as they spread quickly over the land to the ports. The first to go a man out without a care, possibly on his way home from a late nights work. Another, grasped with grim decisive action. Fleeting feet took to the sky as marring noises of innards being devoured and cast'ed to the side. Unlike before, their rampage seemed more. . structured. Less destructive and, somehow, more poised to select places. A life form that moved as one and was treated as one - all of Hunter's experience passed itself along to the rest. Each a unit of its own design, but still a collective giving to a whole. It was strange to feel. He could see the world so much clearer. Breath in ways he never thought possible. No longer were his thoughts clogged, for they were the thoughts of many. But the strongest was the one who walked from the depth with him. A fellow denizen and the only one who saw as equal. His mate.
"Do not alarm them of our arrival. The last town was small. This one, however, is much larger. Pincer them. Take out their local authority figures. Their leaders. Then like cattle, the masses will fall." In unison they followed. Like a band snapping into place they'd heed to their newfound Father's call. Stay from sight. Keep your presence dimmed. When the time is right, a full scale assault would come, but first send the scouts. As they went Hunter's frame poured, body long and forward, grasped the hem of a woman who'd been captured. An unhinge of the jaw, lowering it as eyes flared red with flame pouring from iris. Smoke came blaring from the brimstone serrated lined molars as each dug through flesh. Bit by bit. Piece by piece. He tore seamlessly, but not to spill any of the vibrant juices. No, he did so in an almost aristocratic fashion and ample sophistication. A moment as he looked to Ru, smiling a almost shark grin. ". . Fulfilling."
He understood just how far above humanity they truly were. They were the predators and the world was their prey. Even he paled in comparison to her before his transformation. Fingers lapped in blood went to her mouth, letting her get a taste of what he'd had. "My apologies for eating a woman. I know they can be more useful than the men. . . but this one had fear in her eyes. It made it all the better to eat~ Fukhahaha~"
Ｃａｎ＇ｔ Ｅｓｃａｐｅ Ｆｒｏｍ Ｃｒｏｓｓｉｎｇ Ｆａｔｅ |
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Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2019 6:56 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
XXXBodies rose from the depths like the dead from their graves. Sodden and in the dark of the night, eyes pierced the abyssal inky curtain of the witching hour. Those glowing orbs numbered in the hundreds, if not more. Each a different set of colors of pinpricks in the dark. Each burning with an inner fire that could not be quenched even by the blood of thousands. With Hunter's influence, the creatures were no longer based animals. No, the creatures in feminine form were now acting much more befitting the skins that they choose to wear. The first man to die beneath claw and fang was just a poor soul left to keep watch and heading home after a night of work. He had just changed shifts with the new watch, also cut down swiftly with hardly a squeal. The girls moved lithely as they bounded from building to building, darting between alleyways as they stole into homes in the middle of the night. Not a soul was aware of their presence until it was too late, breaths stolen before they had time to scream.
Sebaru walked beside Hunter as they emerged from the coral depths. His word was as much hers as he issued commands. Such was Hunter's cunning. If she was the High Priestess, then he was Judgement. His daughters heeded his call like they would an emperor, moving forward. But that wasn't the only thing his presence conveyed to them. No, Hunter granted them a cunning. An intelligence not before seen that allowed them to follow his orders precisely and to make their own decisions based on their own experiences. That had never before been seen except in the Major Arcana. Hunter on his own had created another group, an elite breed. The Minor Arcana.
While Hunter busied himself worrying a poor woman's throat, the carmine liquor spilling down his gullet and seeping into his pallid skin, Sebaru took it upon herself to begin the second wave. Where he was cunning and speed, she was a battering ram. An object of destruction. An unstoppable force of nature. And, so too were her direct descendants. "Sons. Daughters. Rise! FEED!" Sebaru's own call rang out across a neural network. Creatures half-giant emerged from the sea behind them, rushing forth like berserkers of yore, and barreled into the town. The scouts had done their work eliminating any individuals that could quickly raise an alarm, now it was the warriors' turn. They slammed into structures and crushed the frail humans underfoot unhampered by any barrier.
Hunter gave Sebaru a grin stained with cerise cruor, an expression that was returned all too happily to the male. He raised his hand in offering, almost symbolically, and she bent slightly to lustfully lap at the blood that coated his sharpened digits. A long, serpentine appendage snaked from between reptilian jaws and encircled his fingers as she stared with half-lidded eyes. Her burning hues glowed white-hot beneath her pale lashes as she cleaned his hand of the blood. "There will be more." She purred as her tongue slid back between her razor-sharp fangs leaving a red stain on her bottom lip.
"..try not to use too much energy." She growled flatly, the words combined with her surface thoughts betraying her double meaning. It wasn't a warning, more an invitation for yet to come as she turned and followed after her offspring. The towering, horned monsters were busying themselves by destroying the kingdom's defenders. The standing army had little chance against the nigh impervious females, their muscular frames deflecting most weapons and resisting almost all the firearms leveled their way. However, it was a transgression that could not be overlooked. Such resistance needed to be punished as it was aggression to her very brood. Sebaru charged forward, the throng parting way to make way for their matron as she crashed through a wall of defenders. Men were reduced to pulp beneath her rush and any who were unfortunate to survive the initial attack were ribboned by slashing claws and gnashing fangs. Sebaru drank deeply of the life-giving liquid that pumped through the humans' veins, less sophisticated than Hunter. The blood cascaded down around her like a heavy rain staining her alabaster flesh a deep rose red.
word count: 2188
1163/2000 take-over (With Hunter)
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Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2019 11:12 am
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The feel. The taste. How long had it been since he'd felt like this? The scene painted around him brought momentary reflection. Life and death hung in the balance for so many, but for the select few, there was a chance at a new life. For those that proved themselves strong, they could be reborn into something new. Something greater. The calling of the colossus behind him heeded no head turn. Their coming was felt more so than seen and Hunter merely gave a nod of acknowledgement. He was to them as he was supposed to be. Nothing more than a Hunter and those who heeded his call found themselves in a state of rapture. One by one did his children return, each with a gift for his father. Official documents. Information. All of which could be used to fell other kingdoms as the two continued to roam the world. Taking what they collected, he raised a little one up into his arm, coddling lightly as the rest of the world burned behind him. Screams of terror rung through the air but it was like a lullaby to his newly found kin. "You all did well. Rest now. Your father will join the priestess on the battlefield." All nodding in unison as Hunter turned away -- they watched as he bee-lined through the crowd of chaos.
Each step felt like he was waking up a little more than before.
Light and quick. While his frame bore power, what came was his restless ability. His tact for the Hunt that little across this planet had yet to match. Several homes cleaved in halve by a single swipe of an arm. Billowing explosive power flexed as a concussive boom followed the malady that played itself for all to hear. Staring at his arm after, he sighed. "All of my power. . I don't feel like I'm being held back anymore. ." Finally, a body to match his unruly strength. Laughter ensued, cackling to the heavens above. "FINALLY! I'M AT HOME!" Freedom. Ever since he'd been brought back there was nowhere for him, but here! Now! Now he'd found it!
PCK!
A bullet flicked off his skin. Blinking to himself, his head careened as red eyes overtook the scleroses. Someone was actually foolish enough to bare their fangs at him? "L-Leave. . Leave you. . You monster!" A child? It was a child? Covered in blood and whiskey debris. Probably from one of the homes he'd just so effortlessly destroyed. Tears streamed down the boys face -- horror etched into his mind. Hunter stared down at the fear so dearly present. It made him feel whole. "Heh. . Alright tough guy. . We'll be leavin' soon enough. You've saved everyone with that fire in your eyes." He didn't say another word. Back turned into the distance, as he took a long leap off into the air and landed on a nearby building, above the rest of the brood and where Sebaru was rampaging. Amused, he spoke in their natural tongue. "My family, it seems a human has made a decree for us to take our leave! I suppose we have no choice!" For the first time since he'd gotten this body, a form began to take shape. Skin turned to black as purple outlined grooves edged forward. A Hunter in his battleform appeared, serrated teeth roaring to the sky.
"Slaughter them all, but leave the children! I wish to hunt them when they become of age! Perhaps they'll see what we've done and realize our one truth. That we are the rulers of this world now and none shall stop us!" So it was said.
So shall it be.
Ｃａｎ＇ｔ Ｅｓｃａｐｅ Ｆｒｏｍ Ｃｒｏｓｓｉｎｇ Ｆａｔｅ |
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