Re: The Grand Battle [Round Five: Battleopolis!]
12-01-2009, 11:07 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Draykon.
There are a number of critical mistakes one can easily make when being pursued. Mind you, the conspiracy theorist didn't necessarily realize he was being followed, but that still didn't excuse him from turning into an unfamiliar alleyway, hoping it to be a safe spot to rest.
Needless to say, Amethyst easily found him cornered. During the chase, she had found enough time to contemplate her story, and was prepared to make use of it.
"Deny my demands without attempting to escape, and you shall be erased. Deny my demands and attempt to escape, and I shall make use of this form to label you a criminal in the eyes of these humans, and leave you to their penal system. Obey my commands, and you shall be allowed to maintain your existance, and possibly your memory."
The man cowered a little, but slowly nodded.
"Very well. You are to identify any 'abnormalities' in my appearance, and provide me with clothing to conceal them."
"S-so, you want me to..."
"Make me look normal please."
Actually, this was comforting to the man. If all she wanted was to blend in... he could probably get away alive without problems.
Of course, it meant the aliens were living among us completely hidden, but suddenly that didn't seem as important.
He nodded again, and quickly guided her to a nearby clothing store.
"Out of curiosity..." Amethyst said, as the conspiracy theorist searched through the store, hoping to find something that would please the alien.
"What features of mine do you intend to attempt to hide?"
The man weakly chocked out, "Well, your hair is..."
"What's wrong with my hair?"
"Well" he continued, his slowly restoring confidence drained back to zero, "It's purple..."
"Oh... that's bad...?"
"It's not normal..." the man barely squeaked, as he picked out a black hoodie, hoping it would match Amethyst's style. In truth she was completely indifferent.
They continued, adding to the hoodie a pair of blue jeans, and sunglasses. Amethyst changed in one of the stalls, raised the hood, and carefully tucked her hair behind it. She now looked incredibly suspicious, but at least she had left uncanny valley. The original dress was dematerialized by her armband, and stored.
As the walked to the door, there was a scream from back in the changing stalls. The man spun around, and immediately regretted it. Blood- far more than should be found in a normal human- flowed out of one stalls, almost flooding the store. Floating mangled on top of the pool, was the body of the employee Nathan had killed. Amethyst quickly stepped to the other side of the door, so as not to get blood on her new clothes. The conspiracy theorist simply stared.
"A time-delayed replication spell. Considering the motif, most likely a demon's prank. I would recommend cleaning it up quickly, it's probably cursed."
And with that, Amethyst simply walked off.
There are a number of critical mistakes one can easily make when being pursued. Mind you, the conspiracy theorist didn't necessarily realize he was being followed, but that still didn't excuse him from turning into an unfamiliar alleyway, hoping it to be a safe spot to rest.
Needless to say, Amethyst easily found him cornered. During the chase, she had found enough time to contemplate her story, and was prepared to make use of it.
"Deny my demands without attempting to escape, and you shall be erased. Deny my demands and attempt to escape, and I shall make use of this form to label you a criminal in the eyes of these humans, and leave you to their penal system. Obey my commands, and you shall be allowed to maintain your existance, and possibly your memory."
The man cowered a little, but slowly nodded.
"Very well. You are to identify any 'abnormalities' in my appearance, and provide me with clothing to conceal them."
"S-so, you want me to..."
"Make me look normal please."
Actually, this was comforting to the man. If all she wanted was to blend in... he could probably get away alive without problems.
Of course, it meant the aliens were living among us completely hidden, but suddenly that didn't seem as important.
He nodded again, and quickly guided her to a nearby clothing store.
"Out of curiosity..." Amethyst said, as the conspiracy theorist searched through the store, hoping to find something that would please the alien.
"What features of mine do you intend to attempt to hide?"
The man weakly chocked out, "Well, your hair is..."
"What's wrong with my hair?"
"Well" he continued, his slowly restoring confidence drained back to zero, "It's purple..."
"Oh... that's bad...?"
"It's not normal..." the man barely squeaked, as he picked out a black hoodie, hoping it would match Amethyst's style. In truth she was completely indifferent.
They continued, adding to the hoodie a pair of blue jeans, and sunglasses. Amethyst changed in one of the stalls, raised the hood, and carefully tucked her hair behind it. She now looked incredibly suspicious, but at least she had left uncanny valley. The original dress was dematerialized by her armband, and stored.
As the walked to the door, there was a scream from back in the changing stalls. The man spun around, and immediately regretted it. Blood- far more than should be found in a normal human- flowed out of one stalls, almost flooding the store. Floating mangled on top of the pool, was the body of the employee Nathan had killed. Amethyst quickly stepped to the other side of the door, so as not to get blood on her new clothes. The conspiracy theorist simply stared.
"A time-delayed replication spell. Considering the motif, most likely a demon's prank. I would recommend cleaning it up quickly, it's probably cursed."
And with that, Amethyst simply walked off.