Re: The Battle Majestic (Round 3 - Oxbow Inc.)
09-03-2010, 05:58 AM
Originally posted on MSPA by Baphomet.
Vex doubled over, grasping his arm. His eyes bunched up in a furious squint as he tried desperately to turn his own powers inward, to make himself feel something else besides the burning pain. It worked, but he still felt something amiss inside himself. Something empty. What had happened? Why had it happened? He had just seen his arm shredded to meat and bone, and that horrible, screeching thing shredded with it.
The core of his powers as a God deal with trickery and deceit, but the boundary at the edge of what exactly fit under that category was rather nebulous. Vex could bend it from time to time to encompass other things, and at this moment he was trying to push it somewhere in the area of fixing his goddamn arm. His inability to do so was frustrating, but he would not tie that frustration and the emptiness he felt for some time. Eventually, Vex would discover that the mobile boundary had suddenly become stationary, that the powers he'd currently been equipped with were the ones he would have to work with--possibly forever. In fact, as he had denied himself the pain he should have felt, he had inadvertantly prevented himself from using his ability to cause pain in others. However, Vex would not discover this fact for a while, and in the meantime he was pained and frustrated. He held his arm up shakily to survey the damage.
The skin was simply flayed. Vex's fingers twitched as it slowly patched itself together, leaving pale scars. The muscle and tissue underneath was strange and unrecognizable, and the whole mess felt foreign somehow. He watched with increasing concern as the wounds oozed viscous fluid; not the red with which he was accustomed, but a deep indigo pitch that dripped in large, heavy globules.
Vex's flesh finished knitting itself together. He wiggled his fingers; his arm was scarred and pale, but functional. Directing his gaze outward, Vex saw more of the creatures that had fled to his world, inspecting him from the distance. Humans, they had called themselves. They seemed cautious, unsure whether he was dangerous.
He turned around to survey this end of the portal he had just come through. Where it was an unseemly tear on his world's end, here it was contained neatly in a metallic ring. Looking far into the distance through the ring, he could see his world, several beings peering through it at him as well. Jabal, Love God, stood at the front, having just thrown Vex through.
Vex inspected the rest of the space between the worlds, and felt unsettled in an unidentifiable way. He heard the sound of a snap, and his mind barely had time to register the shape of a human figure standing in that space for a moment before it disappeared.
Black eyes. White, sharp teeth, smirking.
Vex shuddered briefly as he recalled his first few moments with Magog. His arm now reminded him of those times, before the beast had found a way to surface on his skin. Before it could warp the world and alter his emotions and put thoughts in his head. In those first few months, comparing his experiences with the freedoms he'd had as an immortal god, and not knowing how bad it would become, he was upset with the circumstances. He didn't know how to enjoy what he had until it got worse.
And now, even with the benefit of these new experiences, he couldn't enjoy it fully because he was stuck in this stupid battle.
That didn't mean he wasn't going to try, though. He smiled coyly as he inspected the wide bank of computer monitors before him, displaying the entirety of the vast compound from many angles. Beside him, a large, humanoid, very flustered birdlike creature embarrassedly tried to retract his extended mating plumage while handcuffed to a supply rack. Vex idly tossed the creature's walkie-talkie to himself as he traced the path of a few select figures across the screens.
Krad's walkie-talkie crackled to life, as did the walkie-talkies of every other security special-est in the compound. "Code red security alert," the voice said. "Unidentified creature in construction area T-11. Target is a giant glowing green creature with large claws and a tail." There was a short pause. "Seriously, you can't miss him."
Vex kicked back in his rolling chair and watched the screens while sampling some seeds out of the packet on the table. He made a disgusted face and tossed the open bag onto the former camera-guy-boss's chest. The birdlike creature tried to protest his inability to reach them with bound beak and hands, but Vex had already turned back around to enjoy the show.
Vex doubled over, grasping his arm. His eyes bunched up in a furious squint as he tried desperately to turn his own powers inward, to make himself feel something else besides the burning pain. It worked, but he still felt something amiss inside himself. Something empty. What had happened? Why had it happened? He had just seen his arm shredded to meat and bone, and that horrible, screeching thing shredded with it.
The core of his powers as a God deal with trickery and deceit, but the boundary at the edge of what exactly fit under that category was rather nebulous. Vex could bend it from time to time to encompass other things, and at this moment he was trying to push it somewhere in the area of fixing his goddamn arm. His inability to do so was frustrating, but he would not tie that frustration and the emptiness he felt for some time. Eventually, Vex would discover that the mobile boundary had suddenly become stationary, that the powers he'd currently been equipped with were the ones he would have to work with--possibly forever. In fact, as he had denied himself the pain he should have felt, he had inadvertantly prevented himself from using his ability to cause pain in others. However, Vex would not discover this fact for a while, and in the meantime he was pained and frustrated. He held his arm up shakily to survey the damage.
The skin was simply flayed. Vex's fingers twitched as it slowly patched itself together, leaving pale scars. The muscle and tissue underneath was strange and unrecognizable, and the whole mess felt foreign somehow. He watched with increasing concern as the wounds oozed viscous fluid; not the red with which he was accustomed, but a deep indigo pitch that dripped in large, heavy globules.
Vex's flesh finished knitting itself together. He wiggled his fingers; his arm was scarred and pale, but functional. Directing his gaze outward, Vex saw more of the creatures that had fled to his world, inspecting him from the distance. Humans, they had called themselves. They seemed cautious, unsure whether he was dangerous.
He turned around to survey this end of the portal he had just come through. Where it was an unseemly tear on his world's end, here it was contained neatly in a metallic ring. Looking far into the distance through the ring, he could see his world, several beings peering through it at him as well. Jabal, Love God, stood at the front, having just thrown Vex through.
Vex inspected the rest of the space between the worlds, and felt unsettled in an unidentifiable way. He heard the sound of a snap, and his mind barely had time to register the shape of a human figure standing in that space for a moment before it disappeared.
Black eyes. White, sharp teeth, smirking.
Vex shuddered briefly as he recalled his first few moments with Magog. His arm now reminded him of those times, before the beast had found a way to surface on his skin. Before it could warp the world and alter his emotions and put thoughts in his head. In those first few months, comparing his experiences with the freedoms he'd had as an immortal god, and not knowing how bad it would become, he was upset with the circumstances. He didn't know how to enjoy what he had until it got worse.
And now, even with the benefit of these new experiences, he couldn't enjoy it fully because he was stuck in this stupid battle.
That didn't mean he wasn't going to try, though. He smiled coyly as he inspected the wide bank of computer monitors before him, displaying the entirety of the vast compound from many angles. Beside him, a large, humanoid, very flustered birdlike creature embarrassedly tried to retract his extended mating plumage while handcuffed to a supply rack. Vex idly tossed the creature's walkie-talkie to himself as he traced the path of a few select figures across the screens.
Krad's walkie-talkie crackled to life, as did the walkie-talkies of every other security special-est in the compound. "Code red security alert," the voice said. "Unidentified creature in construction area T-11. Target is a giant glowing green creature with large claws and a tail." There was a short pause. "Seriously, you can't miss him."
Vex kicked back in his rolling chair and watched the screens while sampling some seeds out of the packet on the table. He made a disgusted face and tossed the open bag onto the former camera-guy-boss's chest. The birdlike creature tried to protest his inability to reach them with bound beak and hands, but Vex had already turned back around to enjoy the show.