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Post by Dantalion on Dec 20, 2016 11:21:15 GMT
Power Level: 7, 286
A wail, it had been carrying along the heights of Yunzabit for days by now. The inhabitants trembled in fear as the unearthly tone was carried along the back of the winds. The title for it was the Wail, a rumour that had long since passed through Yunzabit. It was said the wail was first heard when the first drop of snow touched the highest peak of the mountains. Though in truth it was nothing, a fairytale told in a bar one night by a drunken buffoon, tale nothing more than a yarn to keep the prying eyes amused as they drank themselves silly. But the seeds were planted and ever since that fateful night the tale of the Banshee had rung strong in the ears of all the successive generations since.
But there is a reason why the wail had been heard again, the panic rushing through the scattered townsfolk in fear of their soul being taken away, snapped into nothingness, all to be left behind a coffin with no soul to entrap inside.
From a lone cabin, the winds blew nearest, its screaming cries a constant bombardment against the wooden walls as it hissed against the defiant timber. Inside walked a Demon, his body crouched and bent as it walked through, an empty gleam in its eye sockets as it looked with vacant stares. It looked around, watching for movement of its ‘family’ though the only sign of life was the spitting embers that danced longingly in the fire pit, slowly its vitality dissipated as time passed by, not fuel to feed its longing Dance as Dantalion sat in front of it. He looked to his right and left, laid prone with twisted features sat his ‘mother’ and ‘father’. The cold had long since enveloped them, though slight discoloration had swept across their face, a layer of froth foamed at their mouths as their eyes violently shaken back and forth.
Then came the most depressing sight, his ‘puppy’ sat there, its body laid prone, the same layer of froth foamed at the mouth as Dantalion stroked its head, a soft cry echoing throughout the cabin as he pressed beneath into his eye sockets snow. Slowly his head started to shake, a yellow tinge forming around his eye sockets as the slow methodical shake turned violent, a hiss of steam erupting from his eyes as heated water dripped down the carapace of the skull, landing with soft pats against Seymour's skin. With a fizzle the drops rolled down his pets cheeks, Dantalion raising up as he became his somber crawl through the cabin, the squeaking of wood pressed down against his cloven hooves as he made his way to his ‘room’ placing with a gentle drop his pet ‘dog’ onto the bed with one final brush through the hair before leaving a depression in the skull, his teeth pressing against Seymour's skin before moving back to the living room.
He made his way through, tossing into the fireplace a few more logs letting the embers dance at their new found food. Dantalion sat on the couch, the heavy moan of cushions pressing down as he looked to his ‘parents’ his skull twisting and morphing into a mournful state, as he pressed the two corpses against his chest, the last few drops of tears rolling down his face as he took them back to their bedrooms, illuminated by a single dying candle. With a pat on the head, the parents were laid to sleep, a single black smoke plumed from Dantalion’s face, encasing the light in darkness before dissipating into nothing more than an unlit wick.
With the daily Ritual completed, Dantalion let loose a sigh of relief, “Damn… Acting like a son is harder than I thought…” Dantalion groaned, closing the door behind him as he made his way back to the harsh snowstorm that had so long enveloped the Yunzabit Heights. “Well… I guess that leaves one last job.” he continued, making his way out into the blizzard that would soon carry his voice. First, came the howl, the hungered wolves gathering around the house as they began to snap and tear at the dead carcases that had so long scattered about the house. Then came Dantalion, the wolves scurrying away as Dantalion’s mouth began to hang ajar, his head twisting back and forth as he began to channel Ki, his voice echoing a boom as he began to mimic the call of the haunted, his voice twisting and morphing to a guttural low groan, then slowly contorting to a loud echo of a scream, its voice carried long across the dancing winds before sitting himself down. His red vision scanning across the Horizon as he let loose another cry, this one more humane than before though with the humanity infesting his voice done nothing to settle the people of Yunzabit.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Dec 20, 2016 11:57:28 GMT
That wail, it was one that made his skin tingle as Ayumu slowly felt his feet sink through the snow while making his way through the wide spread Yunzabit Highlands.
Having heard rumours of what has been going on here, even the nearby villages were starting to run empty with little customers supplying the stories that he wanted to store in these wooden compounds of his stall.
Hungering for more information, there was always this strange hunger within his body that never stopped, seeing the beasts slowly move forwards as an few projectiles that released themselves from Ayumu his body made their way to chase after the beasts, sticking to their body like an second eye as he felt the overload of information, in the past it brought him to his knees, crying out in agony as the pain of five sources of sight overwhelmed him heavily.
But now with deep breaths in the cold snow as soft embers licked up his body it was an second nature, Feeling uncomfortable without enough information to chase who he wanted too and inspect what was happening in the nearby vicinities.
“Oh wooden little house, rolling down the path of morning dew~” Ayumu spoke happily, his voice dragging slightly as he had barely an sense for rhythm, but its deep tone making it sound at least a slight bit bearable.
“Cracking the little branches as you sneak up on the night~ With the dark little emperor sitting on his throne as you make your way to him tonight~” Ayumu hummed, his voice was soft but it carried along the winds before slowly seeing the sights of an small house, with the sounds of crunching and tearing slowly starting to spread as the corners of his mouth started to rise.
The being that sat on top of his stall slowly having her power level flare up to make certain that their arrival would be known, the wind slowly starting to distort around the woman as she then spoke towards the house “Speak up on your name as we heard a cry, and the villagers are known to be frightened, we do not mean harm unless you mean harm to us.
But let us give you an warning, this is not the smartest course of action to take.
The flames that curled up her body, as Hana was slowly tapping into the eyes to figure out the appearance of the human or beast that was hiding in this area with a rather content smile.
Would this be a challenge or would this be another friend that they could meet up with, that was honestly the question that was running through both of their minds.
-Hana’s Ayumu’s PL at 3,801,632 PL-
-in the stall asleep is down below, they won’t be in this thread-
-4 guards at 5,000 PL
-1 guard at 50,000 PL
-1 minion at 59,400 PL-
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Post by Dantalion on Dec 20, 2016 12:39:09 GMT
Power Level: 7, 286
From the Blizzard emerged a man, a wrinkled veteran with a hairstyle that simply screamed Hair Gel, Dantalion’s wails dissipated within an instant, his head cocked to the side as he observed looked the man up and down through the heavy winds. His Garnet red eyes shone to life, Ki starting to pump through his body as his head started to tilt left then right the metronome-like motion a constant in the luminous blizzard.
As his head bounced back and forth his mind ran aflutter with thoughts and tribulations, he didn’t have Mammon here to tell him whether or not a fight was a good idea. Instead he continued to bounce his head back, his jaw lowering unhinged again no motion of lips, no grinding of teeth, his jaw simply hung in the cold wind, a small plume of black smoke reaching out through his mouth, snapping away into the winds as he responded to the creature that managed to distort the winds themselves. “Po…. Po…. Po…. Po…. Po…. Po…. Po….” Dantalion responded, each Po echoing out when his head hit its maximum tilt before snapping back into place.
With its head halted it slowly raised from its seat, a single imposing arm raised, a two claw-like fingers twisting backward in a sign that simply read, Follow me. And with that single motion, his body slowly raised from the wooden platform his body descending backward through the door. Or at least it would have hoped, his body pressed against stubborn wood as his head started to twist and turn, snapping back and forth, his head letting loose a sickening crunch as it let loose a scream. “Nee…. Neehaaaaa!” the nasal voice rang, his head shaking and twisting violently before snapping the wood behind him, the door caving into his form as he continued his retreat back. With a single quick motion, his head snapped back into place his form descending deeper into the small log cabin as his body hunched down, the shape of a ball all that was left as he twisted and contorted into a fetus-like position.
For a few seconds, he made his escape, his form hidden in a hallway as his hands rose to his maw, trying his best to keep himself from laughing aloud, “Oh boy…. I wonder if this is another one of those saps who believe….” he paused for a second, his body doubling over before regaining his posture, taking in a deep breath only to release a heavy plume of smoke as he returned to his position, slowly descending backward into his ‘room’. “Believe in that stupid old wives tale…” he whispered as he finally reached his room, his twisted and contorted shape of a ball raising up and pressing itself against the roof with a creak, slivers of green Ki running through his veins as he hovered above, the garnet illumination pressing down on the deceased boy.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Dec 20, 2016 12:59:09 GMT
While seeing the notion of somebody wanting to enter the building, Ayumu was actually quite satisfied seeing the way this beast before his very eyes was starting to appear, slowly sinking back into the building while starting to follow.
The energy within Hana starting to pulse rapidly as she felt a few strands of fear slowly come outwards…
She was always bad with situations akin to horror houses or even an simple courage test into the mountain before firing a projectile towards and sound in the woods that nearly lit up the entire sky in a large explosion that caused a tremor in the nearby vicinity.
Snow blasting in all directions with the snowstorm starting to intensify by the amount of energy pumped into the clouds as Ayum dragged Hana inside with her constant complaints.
“I will nuke this entire forest! I swear i will! If anybody manages to scare me… oh god, please Ayumu let us just go out.
I won’t steal your muffins anymore, or your pudding, please let us just go outside while it is still safe.
I may be able to destroy a planet or two, but i cannot stop ghosts! They just fucking creep me out like all hell…” Before Ayumu simply struck his hand on top of her head.
Letting an mighty echo of the strike pass through the house before then simply raising his voice “Please be carefull, this woman has blown up an entire town before while being frightened of a ghost, but may you be able to tell us what the actual fuck you are?
We have seen a few demons that ran around in the vicinity that are consuming the bodies of small children, we have had reports of them being bandits and as such wish to keep peace in the world…”
“Ayumu, you sound like such a huge justice dork right now.” Was hana her retort as she gave an awkward laugh before tilting her head towards the nearby doors and was looking around vaguely, hoping for a response.
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Following the scary spooky while Hana may consider blowing up the entire area in fright ;A;
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Post by Dantalion on Dec 20, 2016 13:13:45 GMT
Power Level: 7, 286
A rattle, that was all he could make as he held back imaginary tears of joy, the garnet red light moving back and forth along the wall as shivers of jubilation ran through his body shaking back and forth for a few minutes before getting back to the mission at hand. His garnet red faded for a second, a symbolic gesture of closing his eyes as he began to focus, the sentences running through his mind as he thought of what to do next.
“You…. You can’t kill us… If you destroy the town…. Then we will simply rise again…” the voice echoed through the halls, it was a difficult feat, his voice naturally sounded like sandpaper rubbing against a blackboard, though with strain on his voice he managed it, that air of mystery, a sense of innocent wrapping and contorting his voice as he paused for a second, filling in the time as best he could, “Po…. Po…. Po…. Po…. Poooo……” the voice ran for a few seconds each po more drawn out then the last before finally it dissipated into nothingness, the idea springing into mind as his teeth drew a long fitting smile, malice engulfing his form as he realized that he may very well be able to utilize their fear for his own bidding.
“But we…. We are the spirit of the Family….” he croaked out, as if a ball of pain swelled in his throat as genuine emotion laced his words, a quizzical brow raising as he sensed the problem with what had transpired. For a few seconds he sat there, floating in the air his mind drawn elsewhere before shaking the worrying feeling off. “We cannot sleep. For the banshee wishes our death forever…” he cried, floating alooft the air while still holding the shape, he couldn’t risk the illusion broken, especially if this one was willing to destroy cities over something as trivial as fear.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Dec 20, 2016 13:32:18 GMT
Ayumu simply shook his head upon noticing the direction of this conversation before starting to manifest an small ball of energy that drew in three others from all around him.
Pulling them in as quickly as one could say snap before then letting loose a small shockwave of colours that lit up the room they were in. “I have been keeping an eye on you using a few detached eyes.
Either you give me some answers or i will attempt to break into your mind using telepathic con-” before Hana pushed him to the ground and was panicking rather visibly, the energy surrounding her visibly popping and making loud sounds.
Constantly shouting that she was sorry, it was also becoming visibly apparent that Hana was losing control over her own strength, keeping Ayumu pinned down on the ground while tear drops ran down her cheeks.
Refusing to accept that she would be destroyed by the ghosts that would haunt her life forever, she simply pushed both her hands together with immense force, saying she was sorry once again with the foundation of the building starting to creak.
If she were to deliver another clap like this again… There is a rather big chance that the entire building will collapse!
Ayumu himself beneath the strong hands of the woman groaned, slowly trying to lift himself with some success as he was slowly starting to grow annoyed, energy starting to trail up from him too with flames becoming visible “I swear to god… If this continues…”
(Sorry for a shorter post! ;A;)
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Post by Dantalion on Dec 21, 2016 13:05:19 GMT
It was getting harder and harder, time passed by, every second another joke at the expense of the old man, though curiosity had struck his mind, it seemed there were multiple people, but in the wash of snow he only noticed the one. "Po.... Po.... Po.. Po." the words were getting faster, an audible sound as he began to press his hands against the wall, creaking it softly as he began to shake the house with a gentle sway, the luminous lights in the other room drawing his attention.
He had heard words shoved between the two, it was becoming clearer what he was dealing with. Love struck zombies. The man wanted to act tough for the gal so they ventured into as far as he knew they knew, a haunted house cursed by the Wailing Banshee. As he gently rocked the house he ignored their words, his garnet eyes still illuminating the door, the spectrum of green visibly lighting up the room as he hovered in place, his jaw sliding side to side as he waited for them to finally enter the room, though with the way the girl was acting, it seemed to him that it would have been later rather than sooner.
Then his eye sockets flared to life again, the light intensifying as a sickened echo started to form in the room, his Power Level spiking as the channels of green Ki started to flow through his veins, illuminating the creature's body in the darkness as his form began to shift and mold. The audible sound of flesh tearing started to become apparent in the room, echoing throughout, the sound of Bone rubbing against bone as his form began to mold and take shape. A secondary form emerged, the same fetus position as he created a doppelganger of himself, a simple precautionary method in case they decided to blow up the house.
The house then shuddered for a second, a booming 'CRACK' echoing throughout as the Secondary Dantalion took shape, a sharp nod of the head as it took flight, a slither of slime covering its body as it tossed itself out the windows in the shape of a ball, leaving a rather large hole and a gust of the wind to breeze through. A wail like an echo crept through the corridor, a trickle of white flashing through as it began to take hold in the logged cabin, the snow almost a trail to Dantalion, beckoning them closer still.
Performed Multiform - Beta is getting the hell out of here.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jan 5, 2017 21:40:11 GMT
That was the moment that Hana felt everything drop, her eyes suddenly closing as she took a single breath before slowly curling her body up in a smile, starting to shake her head slowly. "Fear can be smelled." As the light that would be visible at least from the distances upon exiting the house were suddenly not visible, a box made entirely out of stone towering and surrounding the house as she slowly walked towards the window where the creature had attempted to split before tapping her fingers together. "I do not like people trying to fuck around with my emotions..." Reinforcing the walls of the house build around the cabin with a football field of distance left with her own ki as she then pointed towards her own eyes.
Ayumu looking confused, as he was surprised at the sudden change in behaviour from the woman, Hana having looked terrified before and attempted to try and nuke this area to high hell as a mere precaution of fear.
But the moment the situation shifted a small amount, she took to it as quickly as she could with a small projectile of light starting to form in the palm of her hand.
Chains starting to form as they slowly bubbled, foamed and melted lightly before shooting them outwards to this other version, trying to chain him up.
Ayumu himself slowly dusted himself off and made his stance known, raising himself on both of his legs with a nasty creak from his body before nodding "It may be time for you to cough up the truth, Hana has had enough from the jokes.
I am surprised she even played along with how much she has done up till this moment but you will not be escaping this area unless you can outpower her." Slowly rummaging through his own pockets before taking out a small piece of paper.
Dropping it to the ground, a set of nearly hundreds of years old faces were visible on them, the person in question looked nothing short of thirty with a few nasty scars over his body. "Have you seen this person, we heard he was slaughtering people near here." Ayumu manifesting a few spheres of light up the area, removing any sense of dread from the colour of lightning as playing around with these people who had been playing along with you now would be a tough trick.
-It seems that you have tried to push too far and hana is suspecting shit, better be really carefull, she may be hiding her fear but she is still trigger happy!-
-Also stopped the escape by making a massive house using housebending around your house! House ception?-
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Post by Dantalion on Jan 6, 2017 3:30:04 GMT
Dantalion brow furrowed, his gaze quickly ruptured as it seemed his prank had been taken on by the wrong players. At this point, he didn't think he could very well tell them he was just messing with them. His gaze slowly shifted behind them, letting the duplicate move behind them forcing an arm up and pointing towards the child. Their voices mixed with unison the contortion of skeletal features twisting the lines of eyes into diagonal slits. The garnet red illuminated the form, spirals of leftover green Ki twisted and contorted through his vines, he had no intention of fighting back, but that didn't mean he was going to be done so easily.
Slowly his head creaked and moaned, slowly bending over as it looked at the dropped note, his eyes following it back and forth as he figured maybe he had a chance after all. With his head bent at the neck, the laceration of flesh and meat bashing against each other became visible with curdling twists and deep scars as they forced themselves together with a contused manner. They both turned to each other, their heads cocking to the left a little before nodding their heads, turning back with an eery silence for all of a few seconds before their jaws unhinged and swayed with the wind, unmoving as they let loose in unison a response.
"Po... Po... Po...
We know not.
Who you speak.
We came to family, they were deceased.
Back and fourth, we did search,
Only cries, of Banshees beat.
We fear others, of this plane,
We are demons, born in pain.
You show yourself, like the rest,
A scary man, to scare the rest.
So we did what we could,
work with legends to scare away.
Yet it might have come, to slaughter them,
We were absent, from the heights.
The beat of the poem following the ominous Po as they tried in vain to keep Ayuma from slaughtering them where they were wrapped up. If Mammon was here he could have just spoke his way out, but it seemed that Dantalion was in a right pickle and had to deal with it himself.
Nostalgic Ayumu
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Post by Vennel on Apr 6, 2017 7:37:18 GMT
Dantalion WC: 2,395 | Gains: 3353 PLOld PL: 50,897 -> New PL: 54,250 Nostalgic AyumuPlease PM myself or another staff member with the gains you’d like, along with a link to this thread to receive your gains when you’re ready.
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