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Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2016 3:22:34 GMT
It was actually a nice, peaceful, sunny day at the Fukurou Forest. A gentle breeze blew through the trees, the sun filtered through the leaves. The only thing wrong with this scene was the fact that there was no sound at all. No birds or the sounds of wildlife. And there was a very, very good reason for this. Not too long ago, something horrible had just happened. It had been a simple hunting trip. A couple of friends spending time together in nature, and engaging in some sport. Everything had been going smoothly, until something came near their camp. In a brief moment of panic, one of them fired, hitting whatever it was. Upon coming to inspect it, they discovered the form to be that of a slim, androgynous boy, dressed in black. Needless to say, the hunters panicked. They had accidentally shot someone! What were they to do? Hide the body? Report it to the authorities? Needless to say, tensions were high. And then their fear sky rocketed when the person they had clearly shot got back up. Nobody should have been able to survive that shot! This guy clearly wasn't human! Out of fear, they had opened fire, their shots seemingly having no effect. The frightening boy merely looked over at them. And then, there was black. The camp site sat completely abandoned, the camper's items sat strewn out across the ground. There wasn't even sign of any scuffle or anything. It was like the campers had simply up and vanished. A rather eerie sight to be honest. Not far away, the slim form of Sangwynn sat on a rock, his eyes blankly looking up at the sky above him. Occasionally he would look down, absently fidgeting with the holes in his outfit, feeling the light bruises on his skin from the gunshots. Those people had been so rude. He hadn't done anything and they just opened fire on him, screaming. But that was in the past. They were gone now. As he sat there, that nagging feeling of hunger slowly faded, satisfied. Tourit
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Post by Tourit on Feb 19, 2016 3:35:50 GMT
"Ah, forests, gotta hate em." Tourit thought to himself, as he walked in the heavily wooded area. "I still can't believe I lost that bet at that restaurant and had to come here. That guy was definitely using magic or something like that." Not too long ago, Tourit had stopped in at a restaurant to get something to eat, and encountered a strange man. The man did the which hand is the coin in trick. Upon a correct guess, Tourit would get 1000 Zeni. Guessing wrong would grant him a day in the woods. Of course, Tourit guessed wrong.
After a while of walking, Tourit encountered something: A small brown furry animal. It had a long bushy tail that interested Tourit, so he walked over to it, trying to coax it. "Here, little thingy, don't you want to come back to my planet with me so we breed you with other animals that look like you?" After walking too close, the animal scurried away. Chasing after it, Tourit came across something...odd. It tore his attention away from the animal and up to what it was: A small boy covered in black.
Tourit was looking at his back and was about to approach him, but suddenly reeled back. He quickly hid behind a tree, breathing lightly. "What is that thing? It looks like a harmless boy, but my danger senses are telling me to not approach! What to do...what to do..." After a while of thinking, Tourit finally stepped out from his hiding place and dedided to go with a passive approach. "Hey, kid, are you okay? Are you lost?" He asked.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2016 3:49:09 GMT
Sangwynn may not have been paying much attention, because he didn't even sense anyone approaching him until he heard a voice calling out to it. Sangwynn blinked and slowly turned around, his dull eyes noticing a muscular looking man standing not far away from him. As soon as he saw him, he felt it. This one wasn't like the others. He was stronger. Much stronger. Sangwynn wasn't quite sure what to make of him, but something seemed to click in the back of his mind. Something he hadn't felt before. He was quiet for a moment before tilting his head to the side, looking into space. "Am I lost?" he repeated, murmuring quietly to himself, "I'm not sure. I mean, I don't know where this place is, but I'm not exactly looking for anywhere." He looked around blankly for a moment before his gaze locked back onto the strong man in front of him."Are you...with those other people?" he asked, tilting his head once again, "I'm afraid they're all gone now. They were rather rude."
His eyes began roaming around, something Sangwynn normally did whenever he was getting lost in thought. But something kept pulling his eyes back towards the man in front of him. It was really strange. "All they did was scream and shoot. Just like everybody else. It really hurt. But they're gone now. They're all gone." Just what was this strange feeling he was feeling? Something about this guy was awakening something in him, drawing his attention like nobody had before. That strange hunger was coming back too, but this time, it was different. It was really starting to bother the escaped experiment.
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Post by Tourit on Feb 19, 2016 3:56:14 GMT
"Hey, its ok, kid. I promise whoever shot at you won't come back." Tourit said. He looked around and thought of how odd it was that this strange kid was out here alone. "Hey, kid, what's your name? Also, where do you live? I'll take you back there." Tourit said, offering a small smile. "Sorry old man, but I don't care about your bet that much anymore." Tourit thought to himself. He still felt uneasy around the kid, almost hesitant to approach him.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2016 22:45:36 GMT
Of course whoever shot Sangwynn wasn't coming back. They were gone now. Gone forever. When he asked for his name, the youth tilted his head. "My name?" his eyes looked around absently, his mind trying to come up with an answer. "I'm not sure. I believe the people used to call me...what was it? Sangwynn. Yeah, that was it. Sangwynn." Then the question of where he lived came up. "I...I don't live anywhere. Well, not exactly. I used to be in this white place, but I left. The people there weren't very nice, and they're gone now..."
His eyes kept falling back on the man in front of him. That strange feeling growing inside of him. His blood seemed to be boiling inside of him. Sangwynn groaned, almost doubling over, wrapping his arms around himself. "What...what is this? What are you? I feel strange...I...I feel..." Suddenly, Sangwynn cried out, and without warning there was a blast of black blood tearing its way out of his back. The black ichor moved unnaturally in the air, before taking the form of two long, massive claws. Sangwynn's body remained doubled over for a moment before his head snapped up, his eyes wide and looking at Tourit.
"Hungryyyyyyyyy."
Thread PL: 5,000
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Post by Tourit on Feb 20, 2016 0:16:32 GMT
"So, this is why I felt uneasy." Tourit said aloud. "I knew there was something up with you." Tourit readied his stance. "This seems to be just an innocent kid possessed by a monster..." Tourit thought to himself. "Well, kid, I see your predicament. And I also think I know what happened to those people..." Tourit cracked his knuckles. "Listen kid. I'm going to beat this monster inside of you. No kid this young should be exposed to this. And what kinda name is Sangwhatever? I'm going to call you Wyn instead." Tourit charged himself up. He yelled as a dark ki enveloped him and his eyes glowed a deep red. "Now then, come at me."
Demonic Will activated! Tourit is prepared.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2016 1:08:37 GMT
Tourit's words rang hollow in Sangwynn's mind. Monster inside of him? What was he talking about? He had sometimes heard of people referring to him as a monster, normally when they're screaming at him, but something inside of him? Not that it mattered. When the man suddenly charged himself up, his power growing even stronger, the urge, the need to feed, skyrocketed within the lanky boy. A twisted grin spread across Sangwynn's face, almost inhuman. "Tastyyyy," he drawled, his voice taking on multiple tones at once. He didn't need Tourit to tell him what to do. Acting on reflex, Sangwynn let out a yell as his claws shot out, stretching unnaturally to try and slash at the man in front of him. Sangwynn's body jerked and twisted, almost like he was a puppet on strings.
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Post by Tourit on Feb 20, 2016 3:00:51 GMT
"Well, aren't you just the little beast?" Tourit said calmly. Seeing Sangwynn's claws shot out surprised him. He quickly dodged them, and jumped high into the air, floating there. "Such odd movement..." Tourit thought to himself. He then looked down and shot a moderately big ki blast towards Sangwynn.
Ki blast coming at you.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2016 3:17:56 GMT
As Tourit dodged out of the way, the black blood claws swiped at the trees behind him, tearing massive chunks of wood out of their trunks. While not anywhere on the same level as his opponent, Sangwynn wasn't some weakling either. Sangwynn's body bent at an odd angle for the boy to look up at his target, flying above him. So he could fly huh? Sangwynn could fly too! The blood claws shifted and changed, morphing into a pair of black wings.
However, the instant Sangwynn moved to take off, Tourit's ki blast scored the youth right in the face, knocking him to the ground in an almost tangled heap. The blood formed wings twisted and writhed, switching back to a pair of claws which held the boy's body up, hanging there limply. Sangwynn's hands reached up, rubbing his face where the ki blast had hit. "Ooowwww," he whined, though his voice kept that same, eery multitone. He looked up through his fingers at his opponent, "That hurt!" Suddenly, his body bent completely backwards as something emerged from his midsection, another appendage made of that black blood, ending with a large, toothy mouth. Opening wide, the mouth let out a shriek, firing a blast of dark purple energy straight at Tourit.
----- Black Cannon [N1] 33% firing right at you. Sangwynn's KP: 2/3
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Post by Tourit on Feb 20, 2016 3:32:40 GMT
"Direct hit..." Tourit thought. "But this kid seems to be able to sprout wings. I'll keep that in mind."
Tourit watched as the black wave approached him. "This doesn't look good..." Tourit thought to himself. "Well, guess I'll just show you my own Technique!" Tourit prepared both his hands. "Vu-no-toi!" A dark red blast of ki fired out of his hands, countering Sangwynn's blast.
Vunotoi[N1 with UP2] To counter your Black cannon KP: 2/3
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Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2016 3:45:00 GMT
Sangwynn could only watch as Tourit returned fire with his own blast, the red energy easily engulfing his own attack. The beam shot towards him, practically engulfing the lanky youth. Slammed down into the ground, the attack left a small crater in the ground where he had landed, kicking up debris and dust in every direction.
As the dust cleared, one would see Sangwynn laying on the ground, rendered unconscious by the attack. Sangwynn's bloody limbs had melted back into the black ichor, puddling around the boy's unconscious body. Just as quickly as it had begun, the fight was over.
---- Sangwynn rendered unconscious.
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Post by Tourit on Feb 20, 2016 4:24:18 GMT
"Well, that was more than a little intense..." Tourit said, with a little sweat rolling down his face. He reversed his transformation, as his eyes turned back to their regular green. "I best go get a weapon in case of something really bad were to happen..." Tourit looked back at the youth. "But I can't just leave him here..." Then an idea popped into Tourit's head. Aiming at a small clear area, he blew a small rectangular hole in the ground. Walking over to Sangwynn, he gently picked him up, walked over to the hole, and carefully lowered him into it. "Now to find something to keep him there..." Tourit's eyes caught the attention of one of the taller, stronger looking trees. Giving a good kick to its base, it came down with a crash. He picked the tree up by one end and dragged it over, so that it was covering the hole. "Alright, lets hope he stays there..."
Arriving in a nearby town, Tourit looked around to where he could find a weapon. He quickly spotted a small antique store, where a sword was hanging in the window. Walking into the store, he located the stores clerk, an old man who was adjusting his glasses. "Sir, how much for the sword? The one in the window?" "Oh, that one? Let's see here..." The old man pulled out a small catalogue. After shifting through it, Tourit got his answer. "Um, its about 2000 Zeni." "Oh." Tourit knew he had nowhere near that much. Then, a hooded figure walked into the shop. Tourit recognized it as the old man that made him go into the forest. "Ah, I see you want that sword. I'll pay for it." "Well, thank yo-" "On the condition that I come with you." "Ah. An odd request, but sure."
Upon arriving back, with an old man and a sword in tow, Tourit saw that the the tree was still where he had left it. The old man spoke up. "Now, where did you leave the boy?" he asked. "What? How did you know abou-" "Where did you leave him?!" "Tell me why you need him. Now." The old man cackled. "Tell me, do you sense the evil in that boy?" Tourit looked down at the tree covering the hole. "I know about the monster inside him, yes." "Monster or not, there is great evil in that boy. And I intend to use it." This made Tourit mad.
"Listen, I don't know what that boy is, but there is no way I'm letting him get used." "Guess there's no convincing you then." The old man whistled. Suddenly, many other hooded figures emerged from the shadows of the trees. Tourit unsheathed the sword he had gotten. It was a long broadsword, which was fortunate as Tourit knew how to use broadswords effectively. One of the figures drew a dagger and approached him from behind. Tourit saw this out of the corner of his eye and cut the man down.
"Let me tell you bastards something: You're not taking Wyn. Not before I figure out what he is and whats up with him." Tourit readied his blade, preparing for the hooded cult to attack him.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2016 20:43:10 GMT
Sangwynn wasn't certain how much time had passed since he was rendered unconscious. All he knew was that he woke up in a hole, with a tree planted over the top of it. With nothing else to do, he simply laid there, his body still aching from the blast he had endured.
Then, he felt it again. That power. It wasn't as strong as before, but he could tell it was him. Then he heard his voice, along with others up above. He didn't know who these others were, or what they were talking about, but it didn't matter to him. Feeling that power return caused the hunger to reawaken inside of him, his body ignoring the pain it was in as it pulled on him to get out of there, to feed!
That's why, when Tourit was ready to face off against the hooded cultists, the tree behind him suddenly exploded in a shower of splinters and leaves. The cultists backed up as Sangwynn pulled himself out, his blood forming several spindly, spider like legs, pulling his body up like a rag doll. His head snapped around wildly, seeing the hooded figures before his gaze fell back onto Tourit. "Hungryyyyy." "It's him!" one of the cultists yelled out, trying to rush past Tourit, "Get him!" One managed to slip past and rushed towards the youth. This however proved to be a fatal mistake. Without even looking at him, a tendril of black blood shot out of the boy's body, striking the cultist in the chest. Everyone would watch in horror as the black blood suddenly engulfed the screaming cultist, the mass of blood churning for a moment before shrinking and returning back into Sangwynn's body. The boy shuddered for a moment. "Tastyyyyyy. More!" Suddenly, more of those black tendrils shot out, trying to sieze hold of the panicking cultists to devour them. A number of them shot towards Tourit, intent on doing the same.
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Post by Tourit on Feb 21, 2016 2:53:48 GMT
Tourit was almost caught by surprise. It was thanks to the cultists noticing Sangwynn that he was able to dodge in time. He watched as the cultists were impaled brutally by the tendrils. "Ok, that's more than a little messed up..." He thought to himself.
The leader of the cultists started chanting something as a ball of ki charged in his hands. "Oh no you don't..." Tourit said as he quickly got behind the old man. He stabbed the old guy right through the chest as the old man cursed Tourit. Pulling the sword out and watching the cultist's body fall to the ground, he saw that all of the other cultists had been killed by the tendrils.
He looked over at Sangwynn and pointed his blade towards him. "It doesn't have to be like this, Wyn. I know what its like to have the overwhelming urge to kill, believe me. But I found that I could slowly get over it. I still need more work before the monster inside myself can be expelled, but I can help you get rid of yours. So come on, why don't you come with me and I can help you, or if you want..." Tourit eyes started glowing red again. "I can show you how a real monster fights..."
Tourit has once again activated demonic will. What will Sangwynn do?
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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2016 3:21:37 GMT
Sangwynn let out a sigh as the remaining cultists were engulfed by his black blood, broken down and absorbed into his being. It felt good, getting something to eat after just waking up. As the last of them as absorbed into him, he felt the hunger in him dying down, allowing him to be calm. As the blood began to recede back into himself, Sangwynn looked around, seeing the leader of them being cut down by the strong man, now brandishing a sword. As the old man's body fell to the ground, Tourit turned his attention to him and pointed his blade at him. He went on about a monster inside of him or something of the sort. Sangwynn didn't really understand. There wasn't any monster inside of him. Sure, Sangwynn had been called a monster in the past, but he didn't remember anything about a monster being put into him. This man was clearly confused. And then his power grew stronger as well, clearly posing a threat to him, despite his offerings of help.
"No thank you," Sangwynn replied, oddly calm compared to how he was before, "I'm not hungry anymore." He didn't show any sign of fear for the demonic man, despite the beatdown he had gotten earlier. And with that, he turned to walk away. Suddenly, those massive blood claws burst from his back, reaching out to grab the nearby trees. Sangwynn's human form was yanked off his feet as the claws pulled him along, quickly disappearing into the dense forest.
--- Attempting to Exit
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