Re: The Grand Battle [Round 3! Killville!]
09-01-2009, 07:29 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by OddGuy.
"Ah, um. That thing, that tool of Aeon's, it is an adaptive tool, basically. It is able to change based on what task Aeon wants to use it for," Nathan said, keeping his description as basic as possible.
Nathan, waiting for the new wave of skeletal guards to arrive, looked at his new scars on his hand, bored. As he stared, he noticed something white, a small white mark, seemingly under his skin. He scratched at it only a bit, and then a elongated, grotesque maggot slithered out of his hand, impossibly long for to have been concealed in that small mark. Nathan immediately tensed and backed onto the wall before the maggot dissolved into nothingness, and a familiar voice unfortunately started to speak.
" You reaction wasn't quite as good as I hoped. About a four out of ten, that one," The demon in the black suit said, looking away from Nathan as though he were talking to himself. Even so, Nathan remained quiet. He didn't want to make it even more obvious that he had made a contract with this being. "Oh? Silent? Well, it's boring now anyways. I guess I'll just have to go. But first...," the demons said, smiling once more, still smiling as he ripped off Emily's head, blood pouring out like a sadistic fountain.
"Ah!," Nathan started, but as he looked again, noticed that she was fine, head perfectly intact.
"Now that got at least some sort of reaction, although not a great one. However, I think I'm done for now. Farewell, toy," the demon in the suit then disappeared as Emily gave Nathan a quizzical look, as it seemed as though he had said something, and now his face was flushed with anger and embarrassment.
"Ah, um. That thing, that tool of Aeon's, it is an adaptive tool, basically. It is able to change based on what task Aeon wants to use it for," Nathan said, keeping his description as basic as possible.
Nathan, waiting for the new wave of skeletal guards to arrive, looked at his new scars on his hand, bored. As he stared, he noticed something white, a small white mark, seemingly under his skin. He scratched at it only a bit, and then a elongated, grotesque maggot slithered out of his hand, impossibly long for to have been concealed in that small mark. Nathan immediately tensed and backed onto the wall before the maggot dissolved into nothingness, and a familiar voice unfortunately started to speak.
" You reaction wasn't quite as good as I hoped. About a four out of ten, that one," The demon in the black suit said, looking away from Nathan as though he were talking to himself. Even so, Nathan remained quiet. He didn't want to make it even more obvious that he had made a contract with this being. "Oh? Silent? Well, it's boring now anyways. I guess I'll just have to go. But first...," the demons said, smiling once more, still smiling as he ripped off Emily's head, blood pouring out like a sadistic fountain.
"Ah!," Nathan started, but as he looked again, noticed that she was fine, head perfectly intact.
"Now that got at least some sort of reaction, although not a great one. However, I think I'm done for now. Farewell, toy," the demon in the suit then disappeared as Emily gave Nathan a quizzical look, as it seemed as though he had said something, and now his face was flushed with anger and embarrassment.