Post by Niso Konto on Nov 2, 2020 4:57:40 GMT -4
Niso could feel a deep pain at the very core of his mind. It felt so similar, something he’d felt over and over and over in that long week after taking Marine. He felt like he was dying, or constantly on the verge of it at the very least.. The scream from the second mouth on his throat hardly helped the matter, and as he felt and endured more of Parasyte’s own pain he tried to block it out in turn, take it into himself so she didn’t have to experience it. She was hurting. Luzia was hurting. NO ONE SHOULD BE HURTING! This was his revenge, his plan, his moment and it was being ruined by STUPID bug man and a girl with lungs so big he was pretty sure the only reason she had tits was to make room for more lung!
Trying to manifest more of his control around Parasyte was backfiring in his current state, actually managing to bring more of her visually to the surface. It was hard for him to tell if his cells were just adopting her appearance or if it was really her, but the second mouth on his throat moved up to the side of his face, which in turn took on a more molten, clay like appearance, softer features of the child life inside of him, his hair growing longer but also molding and melting into something that wasn’t quite hair anymore. Even with the innocence in his new right eye however, there was still clearly an anger, a sense of monsterous rage beneath it all, especially as the more clay like substance became so much easier for him to mold…
The flames around him flickered and shifted with that woman’s breath and Niso dove to try and protect Luzia, acting as a wall of flesh between her and the others. The flames seemed to burn in turn, a natural instinct to center himself in the hallway so as to be away from the walls as best he could… but when the gale force wind came Niso seemed unphased. His shifting flesh rippled and swayed perhaps, but his growing, morphing form held strong, bone claws ripping through the gooey flesh and digging into the wooden floor. He’d adopted more of Parasyte’s beneficial traits, and he was happy to use them. A gargled tone escaping his lips, a mix of his vocal chords replicating both his and Parasyte’s voice.
“PlaaAY TImeeEESSS ooOOOooovERR!~”
Charging down the hallway Niso-Syte tried to meet Goliath head on. He was the main force separating Niso from his prey and he was happy to deal with him and be done with it. He’d try and meet the creature in a head on clas, clasping into it’s claws, his molten flesh oozing over the bug’s limbs, trying to slowly envelop and almost digest him as he did. Niso had always been creative with his quirk, sure, but now he was running on sheer instinct… he wanted this thing gone and if absorbing it into himself was the easiest solution so be it! He just wanted G’s head on a platter for desert!
Trying to manifest more of his control around Parasyte was backfiring in his current state, actually managing to bring more of her visually to the surface. It was hard for him to tell if his cells were just adopting her appearance or if it was really her, but the second mouth on his throat moved up to the side of his face, which in turn took on a more molten, clay like appearance, softer features of the child life inside of him, his hair growing longer but also molding and melting into something that wasn’t quite hair anymore. Even with the innocence in his new right eye however, there was still clearly an anger, a sense of monsterous rage beneath it all, especially as the more clay like substance became so much easier for him to mold…
The flames around him flickered and shifted with that woman’s breath and Niso dove to try and protect Luzia, acting as a wall of flesh between her and the others. The flames seemed to burn in turn, a natural instinct to center himself in the hallway so as to be away from the walls as best he could… but when the gale force wind came Niso seemed unphased. His shifting flesh rippled and swayed perhaps, but his growing, morphing form held strong, bone claws ripping through the gooey flesh and digging into the wooden floor. He’d adopted more of Parasyte’s beneficial traits, and he was happy to use them. A gargled tone escaping his lips, a mix of his vocal chords replicating both his and Parasyte’s voice.
“PlaaAY TImeeEESSS ooOOOooovERR!~”
Charging down the hallway Niso-Syte tried to meet Goliath head on. He was the main force separating Niso from his prey and he was happy to deal with him and be done with it. He’d try and meet the creature in a head on clas, clasping into it’s claws, his molten flesh oozing over the bug’s limbs, trying to slowly envelop and almost digest him as he did. Niso had always been creative with his quirk, sure, but now he was running on sheer instinct… he wanted this thing gone and if absorbing it into himself was the easiest solution so be it! He just wanted G’s head on a platter for desert!
I’ll leave appendage control like tendrels and stuff to Kei so they have more actions in the scene
Generally the main goal here will be to incapacitate Nisosyte or prevent them from chasing you, easy solutions include fire 83
- Niso took on more of Parasyte’s visual traits mixed with his own
- With parasyte’s strength he resisted the wind plus his own endurance ofc
- Seems to purposely be avoiding the flames on instinct now
- Rushes in and meets goliath head on. Is trying to absorb them into his flesh.
Generally the main goal here will be to incapacitate Nisosyte or prevent them from chasing you, easy solutions include fire 83
- Niso took on more of Parasyte’s visual traits mixed with his own
- With parasyte’s strength he resisted the wind plus his own endurance ofc
- Seems to purposely be avoiding the flames on instinct now
- Rushes in and meets goliath head on. Is trying to absorb them into his flesh.