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Post by Agrippa on Jun 21, 2021 21:59:06 GMT -8
"Of dear, are you alr-"
Agrippa attempted to steady Rowan, though the ghostly commotion interrupted them
"Oh dear god, what was that? What is that?"
They were staring at the spectral aberration- no pointing necessary this time around
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Post by Rowan on Jun 22, 2021 5:59:02 GMT -8
Look. Yeah, I know. With all the dealings that Rowan had had with ghosts lately, you’d think he would have taken the time to read up on them.
He didn’t. Therapy had taken priority, and rightfully so.
Catching his breath from the close call with the truck, Rowan steadied his gaze at the… thing and tried to remember anything useful.
“Ummm…”
[Wits + Occult to identify the thing Agrippa was talking about Roll 6 1 success: 7 3 8 4 5 3]
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Firebringer
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Elemental Ifrit, Presence 3 (Intimidating)
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Post by Firebringer on Jun 22, 2021 14:15:19 GMT -8
Oh. Fuck this shit. Fire thinks to herself as she tries to steady herself. What the actual heck is that? She doesn't want to admit it, but she is terrified. She's never dealt with this kind of activity, this kind of creature, whatever the heck it is. All she knows is that she has to fight or this thing is going to eat them.
Is it eating the ghosts too? Is that why they are in a frenzy? At least, considering they were blowing through her chest, she thinks they are in frenzy. Maybe they're not... And what would that mean for all of this?
What if this is messing up what Bonnie needs them to do? No, their job was to protect right? ...right? She's never felt so unsure of something. Get it together Dani.
She rubs together her hands and calls upon her Arcadian Contracts to help her fight this beast. Glamour courses through her veins and there is this sense of great heat puffing like smoke from her crackling body.
"Come at me bruh." Her weapon merges with her body, but she isn't the most confident in it. She is a roaring flame, but maybe not as bright as she normally is.
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Post by Krakenbox on Jun 22, 2021 15:09:30 GMT -8
A cacophony of muffled and jittering sobbing accompanies the expanding hand and limb, swatting at Firebringer with bones coated in black ichor as the possessed victim tried to move around her.
As the bone-claws drag across the white charcoal of her skin, veins zigzag from the site of impact that ate away at her skin in a corrosive frenzy.
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Post by Linden on Jun 22, 2021 19:55:53 GMT -8
"The fuck-" Linden stepped back, horrified at the way the body moved and stretched. They had to get out of here: there was no way they could do anything but kill the host, and maybe this would end when the ritual did? Who fucking knew, but this better be showing up as a reading on Bonnie's contraptions. In case it wasn't, Linden started taking video on their phone, hoping that was worth the delay and took another step back.
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Post by Krakenbox on Jun 23, 2021 22:26:31 GMT -8
Rowan stares at the phenomenon. He knows Bonnie said that the ghosts would be attracted to their glamour, so maybe they had failed to be as sneaky as they would have liked? So why wasn't it coming after them...?
The mass had stuck itself to something within that would be anchoring it, maybe. Fetters had been mentioned before. This wasn't supposed to be how it worked, though. Golden hadn't looked like this as a living anchor...
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Firebringer
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Post by Firebringer on Jun 23, 2021 23:09:38 GMT -8
Fire lets out a gasping cry at the feeling of her charcoal flesh being ripped open. At the same time, the stinging brings her some focus. She brings forth another attack, her gauntlets of fire moving in ready to serve a burning punch to the creature. It's hard for Fire to see this creature as a victim of possession for some reason. She just knows that if she doesn't beat it down, at least to submission, it won't hesitate to kill them.
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Post by Agrippa on Jun 24, 2021 18:07:26 GMT -8
"Well it isn't moving in our direction and the way forward is clear, so if we just keep on moving back..."
Agrippa's voice was nearly a whisper, not wanting to draw anymore attention to themselves than necessary. They started taking tentative steps backwards, tugging gently at Rowan in an encouragement to do the same.
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Post by Rowan on Jun 26, 2021 8:40:56 GMT -8
Quietly nodding, Rowan followed Agrippa. He had no idea what was happening, but he couldn’t do anything about it. He had to trust Linden and Dani, right?
“Should- should we go back?”
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Post by Krakenbox on Jun 28, 2021 22:52:21 GMT -8
As the victim tries to lope towards Linden, the Elemental connects a burning streak against the grey and twitching flesh. A silence scream tears from within as their blood freezes.
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Post by Linden on Jun 29, 2021 19:46:59 GMT -8
Linden reeled from the scream, the recording still going but their camera work suffering. And from the shape it looked like Firebringer was in, this probably wouldn't get sent to Bonnie until much later. Gathering a deep breath, they yelled toward their fellow Summer.
"Dani, stop! I think it wants the focus!"
If it just wanted to attack someone, Dani was right there- it would've done it. But it kept trying to come closer, and the only thing that set the Metalflesh apart in that moment was the anchor. Since it connected them to their fellows in Twilight, it seemed reasonable to the Ogre that ghosts might be able to sense it too, and apparently be drawn to it.
"We have to go!" It wasn't moving fast, if they got across traffic... well the host might not survive if the creature tried to follow, but they wouldn't survive Firebringer's flaming gauntlets either. Whatever was happening with Rowan and Agrippa, Linden wasn't about to lose the tension of the connection if they could help it.
Desperately hoping they were right, Linden hopped up and down muttering rapidly before bounding across the highway. If this worked, Dani should be safe- if it didn't, they'd seriously fucked up.
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Post by Agrippa on Jun 30, 2021 15:56:20 GMT -8
Pain took the unicorn by surprise, forcing a strangled yelp from them as their muscles froze tense.
"Run!"
It was barely a warning. Agrippa at once took hold of Rowan's wrist and gave the tether a warning tug, then they took off.
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Post by Firebringer on Jul 1, 2021 15:40:10 GMT -8
Fire screams out, pain rippling through her body. She just barely hears Linden calling out and she looks back at them. We have to go. Yes. We have to go. "Fuck." Is all she can say before attempting the retreat, running as fast as she can and praying she doesn't get hit by traffic. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck."
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Post by Krakenbox on Jul 1, 2021 17:09:12 GMT -8
Linden erupted into smoke in a streak of screeching metal as they cleared the highway, the abomination turning on a pivot to hunt with a launch of supernatural speed as Firebringer broke off from her engagement. The Ogre skied on the gravel as they ducked, the behemoth sailing overhead, ground shaking as it landed just in front from a jump that was just too far.
There was no tension on the anchor, Agrippa feeling their feet drag as they were already moving on instinct...
Engines roar and the horn is whaled on, approaching the stopped vehicle on the middle of the highway. Beyond was the chain-link fence and the baseball field of a modest park, with a block between the graveyard.
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Post by Rowan on Jul 1, 2021 17:34:26 GMT -8
His companion's scream, and again the tugging (he would need to revise that bit to exclude it from any future rituals we may wish to design), pushed him into action. Running. Running from what? He wasn't sure, but he knew he had to move to stay alive. It reminded him of something, something foggy and tattered, pieces of a life that never was. Tears ran down his face from fear and from memories.
He managed to ground himself and blink through the tears. He had to move, to change his flesh if he wanted to stay alive.
Bone cracked and flesh ripped as the joints of his feet moved and reshaped. He bit down hard to keep himself from making noise. It hurt, but the pain would be better than the alternative.
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