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Post by Niso Konto on Aug 5, 2019 6:32:05 GMT -4
Niso had an itch beneath his usually calm exterior. It wasn’t a big itch, but it was there, always niggling. As much as Niso devoted himself to the idea of chaos above all else, there was always something else that could ever so subtly motivate him one way or another. Not his devotion to the painter, or the minor obligation he felt towards the woman who’d helped him have a home and such a sense of freedom, Kyoko, but something else…this gnawing itch was usually satisfied, kept under the surface, but going so long without a sense of release to it had turned it into something more gnawing, more present.
He needed to…unleash.
Just go wild. Act with wreckless abandon and devastate everything, and everyone in his path in the process. He wasn’t a strong person by any means, but the nature of his perk meant his tenacity compensated for that more often than not. As he wondered through the streets, he let his mind drift to old acts of bloodshed. He recalled the way he and Kyoko had met, tearing into a group of black market dealers who’d wronged him on a trade and thrusting their own weapons through their chests.
He recalled the day eternity had announced itself, the blaring music pounding in his eardrums as he all but tore through the officers on the scene.
He recalled that one man, a job he’d taken for money, and the unspeakable torments he and another had unleashed upon them…
He was craving it again, a true blood red rampage of some kind…but he had Luzia to think about now, and Eternity as a whole. As much as he wanted to destroy, he needed at least some justification, more for himself than anything else. He needed something. Something something something SOMETHING.
…Where was he?
He’d been wondering for quite a while now, aimlessly lost in his thoughts, having caught a sense of his surroundings in some dingy little alleyway between two of the main streets. He’d even lost a sense of where he was going…
@alastercorvus (sorry it's a shitty, open ended start to run into eachother, brains running on fumes for thread starter ideas and I didn't have access to my phone to discuss a better one with you)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 9, 2019 11:44:31 GMT -4
Alright, how the bloody hell did this happen? What started as a quiet night of just wandering the city streets soon escalated into something else. As the white-haired man was wandering the streets thinking about what he usually thought about all the time *coughMeikocough*, he heard footsteps behind him. Turning to enter a nearby alleyway, the footsteps did not cease. This did not bode well. He then suddenly heard a loud voice. "CROWLEY!!" Alaster blinked. Just who had the bloody nerve...? And then he looked around and facepalmed. A huge shirtless muscular man grinned as he and about a dozen nameless mooks approached the man.
"Pex. The bloody hell do you want?" Despite focusing his attention on his primary goal of keeping the one person he actually cared about happy, Alaster had not forgotten his secondary goal. Wiping out the gang that used to employ him before they decided to double-cross him. Naturally, it would take some time to prepare the necessary things needed to wage war on those despicable traitors. But of course fate would have him encounter one of the gang members before he even had the chance to finish getting ready for war.
"What a dumb question, birdbrain! You declare war on da entire gang months ago, den you don't bother showing up, and now ur surprised to actually see me? What's da matter, got cold feet and trying to run away from us, chicken?"
The nerve of this idiot! As if Alaster would ever run from anyone! "Patience. You know what they say, you can't rush art. Or are you really so impatient that you'd rather die right here and now? In that case Pex, allow me to indulge you!" The muscular man grinned. "Nah, I'd rather let da boiz here take care of you. Then I'll call the Boss and tell im how I found and took care of you. I wonder, how many houses and cars would I be able to buy from the bounty on your head?" Alaster scoffed. "As if a moron like you could count at all, let alone to such a high number."
Pex shrugged. "Whatevs, I don't need to fight you myself. Boiz, deal with im. Capture im alive if ya can. Or kill im, I don't care which. I'm gonna grab me some donuts. Laters!" And with that, the muscular moron left the scene, leaving his twelve underlings to deal with Alaster.
However, Pex made one huge mistake. The goons he had brought with him were even more stupid and incompetent than he was, and that was saying something. If they were hoping that quantity would win out against quality in this scenario, well...
...They were screwed.
With a loud caw, Alaster took control of the couple of nearby crows. It was only four of them, but for these clowns, that was more than enough. With blood-red eyes, the birds swooped down and looked at Alaster, awaiting his command.
"Kill them all."
Flying towards the nearest goon, the mind-controlled crows began pecking and clawing at his face. Considering that the crows' strength was boosted to the point where they could damage iron, it was not going to be pretty. As the man screamed in anguish just before dying an excruciating death, his fellow goons looked at the dying man in horror. Just what kind of hell did these birds spawn from?
"If it's any consolation, I'll send Pex to hell too once I see that bloody bastard."
Once the first goon was dead, the crows moved on to the next one. And then the next. Now three mooks were dead, and a fourth was trying in vain to get the vicious birds off of his face.
Once Niso arrived at the scene, he would be able to notice three dead bodies on the ground, a fourth dying gruesomely by a murder of demonic crows, the others wetting their pants in fear and shock, and Alaster laughing maniacally. And of course, lots of blood everywhere. WORDS 666 TAGS Niso KontoNOTES It's cool. Don't worry about it. You're fine. |
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Post by Niso Konto on Aug 14, 2019 10:09:42 GMT -4
Niso was unsure what he’d stumbled into as a crow whipped past his face, blinking sleepily in his half aware state, entirely unsure on what he’d walked into…but…it looked fun to say the least. He almost licked his lips as the sounds of screams fully registered on his ears and he began to take in more and more of his surroundings as he became more alert, eyes turning to Alaster with a bright smile.
“If it isn’t my favourite torture buddy! How ya doin!?~” He beamed brightly, open arms as he began to approach Alaster despite the malicious laughter emanating from him and the murderous crows behind Niso himself. Pinocchio certainly could have a one track mind sometimes it seemed. Unlike the goons behind him.
See, one of them managed to lock onto the newcomer even as he tried to protect his face. As far as he was concerned this guy was being chummy with Alaster, and if he couldn’t get through the crows far enough to get Alaster, he’d get this guy instead. Pushing through the incoming scratches and pecks of sharpened beaks, the goon put all his strength into just breaking through their assault, dipping in his charge to retrieve a weapon one of the now deceased goons had dropped, and roaring out as he attempted to slam the baseball bat across the back of Niso’s head with reckless abandon.
There was a harsh crack, and Niso’s head lurched forward in an unnatural manner as his body caught itself from falling off entirely. Their was a beat of deadly silence…and with a sickening crackling sound, like a steam roller crossing over bubble wrap mad of thin, crispy rock, Niso’s head snapped a full 180, the black mask of flesh he generated ever ready and now starting down the goon with the white smile and eyes plastered upon it.
The goon stepped back, a terrified little sound escaping him, the crows already dangerous enough but…this freak just snapped his own neck!? Before he could even mutter out a plee for mercy Niso lunged at him, wrapping about him as if all his own limbs worked separately from his torso, managing to worm his way behind him, legs wrapped around his neck sitting on his shoulders. His hands firmly grasped around his chin and the back of his temple.
Niso wasn’t strong…but he was tenacious…and little by little the man’s head began to turn.
“No! NO! GET THE FUCK OFF ME YOU FREAK!” He pounded on and tugged at Niso’s legs, but the two limbs seemed almost literally knotted together and impossible to tear apart. His neck muscles put up a strong fight against the scrawny Niso. Click. It hurt, but it wasn’t dangerous. Click Click. Ow…he could feel it pinch now…he bit into Niso’s calve through his clothes but he just chuckled eerily from behind the mask….
C-crack! He was still alive but he couldn’t move his neck…! He could feel it fighting against the force the runt was exerting on him, desperately tugging at him, struggling to breathe-
CRRRI-KACK.
His body, and Niso’s, tumbled to the ground, the self made puppet landing with a malformed version of the word ‘grace’ as his disconnected limbs slowly shifted in the tumble till he rose back to his feet, like a puppet breaking down played in reverse. “You break my neck, I break yours…~”
He then tipped his head up to Alaster, murderous intent oozing out even from behind his mask, though Alaster may be smart enough to realize none was aimed directly at him persay…Niso was just…radiating a desire to kill. Anything. Everything. Didn’t matter.
“Need a hand?~”
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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2019 12:50:57 GMT -4
Ah, murder. Not everyone could see the beauty, the fun in extinguishing a life. Most people had other words to describe it, like 'sick' and 'wrong' and other things like that. But not Alaster. How could murder be called 'wrong' when it felt so right? Humans were such despicable creatures, always causing harm to others and things around them, yet hypocritically calling out others when they did the same. It was this rotten hypocrisy that made it so easy for Alaster to end worthless human lives. It wasn't like any of these people mattered in the grand scheme of things. Who would even miss these trouble-making thugs? They deserved to die. Not just these worthless goons, but most of humanity as a whole.
An then another person showed up, one who actually had more than two brain cells, and one who Alaster was not at all displeased to see. The last time he had encountered Niso, the two had such a fun time torturing and killing a despicable drug dealer, then burning down his ice cream factory. Good times. "Ah, hello. I've been quite..." A pause to kick the one goon who tried to rush at Alaster mid-sentence. "...well lately. And you?"
Alaster then watched as a goon actually managed to break through the onslaught of crows to try to attack Niso. Even he had to admit that such a feat was impressive for someone who was essentially fodder. He stood there and watched as the goon actually struck Niso with a baseball bat. But what came next surprised everyone. A loud CRACK as Niso's head did a complete 180. Woah. Not going to lie, that's actually pretty cool.
While Alaster found such a thing impressive, the goons understandably began to freeze and stare in horror and fear. Just who the hell was this guy?! Those who had not pissed their pants earlier would begin to do so now. And of course, their looks of fear and panic (and Alaster's looks of excitement and humour) would only grow as the thug's neck slowly began to turn. Everyone knew what was coming....
CRRRI-KACK.
It was hard to tell which was louder: The thugs' screams of terror upon seeing their comrade die so gruesomely, or Alaster's sadistic roaring laughter. "That was brilliant!" To him, it was like he was told the funniest joke ever, with the sound of the goon's neck snapping being the punchline. Upon hearing Niso ask if Alaster needed a hand, the white-haired demon smiled even more. "The more the merrier!"
"To hell with this shit! I'm outta here!" One of the thugs decided that he's had enough. Pex bossing him around all the time was bad enough. But to watch some friends die at the hands of these two psychopaths? Fuck that! He began to run, running as fast as he could, hoping to get away. Or at least he would have started running if the mind-controlled crows did not happen to target him next. "GYAAAAAAGH!"
As that thug was being pecked and clawed to death, Alaster decided that he wanted to join in on the fun himself. His birdies have began to rack up the kill count, and Niso had taken down a moron in such a hilariously satisfying way. Why be left out on all the fun? So taking advantage of the thugs being paralyzed in fear, Alaster yanked the knife off of one of them. He glanced at it for a split second before thrusting it in the eye of the knife's owner. Watching the fool scream and writhe in pain made Alaster chuckle. He then pressed the knife much deeper, killing the man.
Another thug grabbed his crowbar and began looking back and forth between Niso and Alaster, not sure who to attack first. The fear written all over his face made it clear that trying to run away was definitely an option he was considering. Of the two villains, Niso was the one closer to this thug, and with how scared and hesitant the guy was, it would be no problem for Niso to do whatever he wanted with him.
There were now a total of four thugs remaining (counting the one with the crowbar). Between Alaster, Niso, and the possessed crows, these four really did not look like they would last for much longer. Would anyone come to save them? Was anyone else around to hear their pained screams?
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Meanwhile, Pex was humming to himself as he entered the nearby donut shop. He was in a cheerful mood, though that changed when he saw all the people waiting in line. Man, da line is way too long! Groaning, the muscular man got in the back, waiting to be able to order his donuts. Hmm, should I have sent more guys afteh Crowley? ...Nah, I'm sure they're all doin jus fine. They probs got this in da bag! WORDS 815 TAGS Niso KontoNOTES Time to crack some jokes... and some heads! |
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Post by Rubber on Jan 23, 2020 11:48:55 GMT -4
Niso Konto: 207 exp + 8 exp = 215 exp, total: 4615 exp
Alaster Corvus: 81 + 14 = 95 exp, total: 3345 exp
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