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paixaorpg2007-03-22 10:02 pm
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Armageddon is Dan's SLAVE. (Open?)
Characters: Dan, Danny, Valerie, and Misha.
Content: Dan knows he is in the same area as Danny and Valerie, and that little Misha girl. And he makes DUPLICATES! 8D
Setting: Vanaheim area (G5)
Time: Afternoon
Warnings: Sadistic streak is gonna come in at one point...and setting up for Dan being in multiple places at once.
Dan floated randomly down the path of Vanaheim. He was NOT a happy camper. He had just endured TONS of crappy weather on his way up here. If he didn't find Danny and his motley group of friends soon, he'd have to go on a killing spree. He'd never gone this long before without seeing some form of blood or hearing someone scream from him.
But when he'd see Danny, oh when he saw him. He'd ruin that boy's body and mind, waste him into nothing. He refused to turn into him, he had better be ready to pay the price. His mind would be trashed, his life would be ruined, and then he'd be stripped (literally and figuratively), and whipped. That boy would be whipped halfway to death, and then--ooooh-- Dan would disfigure his spine. He'd crumble his backbone, and then, for an added touch, perhaps pull out a few organs. He loved how warm and sticky human blood was, even if he adored the goopy traits of ectoplasmic blood.
Dan looked up at the sky. Grinning, he figured that he had better find a way out. After Danny, the entire town would come, and then he'd go and escape. Go find another town in this strange place to ruin. No town was complete without being smashed to ruins. He split up into five people, three of the duplicates going in the direction of other gates and the final going to the centre. The original Dan stayed, grinning in bliss, his plans swirling about happily in his head.
Content: Dan knows he is in the same area as Danny and Valerie, and that little Misha girl. And he makes DUPLICATES! 8D
Setting: Vanaheim area (G5)
Time: Afternoon
Warnings: Sadistic streak is gonna come in at one point...and setting up for Dan being in multiple places at once.
Dan floated randomly down the path of Vanaheim. He was NOT a happy camper. He had just endured TONS of crappy weather on his way up here. If he didn't find Danny and his motley group of friends soon, he'd have to go on a killing spree. He'd never gone this long before without seeing some form of blood or hearing someone scream from him.
But when he'd see Danny, oh when he saw him. He'd ruin that boy's body and mind, waste him into nothing. He refused to turn into him, he had better be ready to pay the price. His mind would be trashed, his life would be ruined, and then he'd be stripped (literally and figuratively), and whipped. That boy would be whipped halfway to death, and then--ooooh-- Dan would disfigure his spine. He'd crumble his backbone, and then, for an added touch, perhaps pull out a few organs. He loved how warm and sticky human blood was, even if he adored the goopy traits of ectoplasmic blood.
Dan looked up at the sky. Grinning, he figured that he had better find a way out. After Danny, the entire town would come, and then he'd go and escape. Go find another town in this strange place to ruin. No town was complete without being smashed to ruins. He split up into five people, three of the duplicates going in the direction of other gates and the final going to the centre. The original Dan stayed, grinning in bliss, his plans swirling about happily in his head.
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"But Sacchun--!" Misha said, looking around for her sibling, but Sasha wasn't present, and the voice was already gone.
You shouldn't fight. This voice was softer, kinder, filled with worry. Fighting only hurts people, angels don't hurt people.
"Shia-chan...?" The pink-haired girl could have sworn that the demon's voice was right behind her, yet when she spun around, no one was there.
You shouldn't fight. A male voice this time, subdued with regret and old sadness. This has nothing to do with you. Why are you interfering?
"Ko-kotarou-kun..."
Even though those voices' owners were nowhere to be found, they wouldn't lie to her, would they? She didn't want to fight, fighting was wrong. Angels didn't purposely do things they knew were wrong. At least, they shouldn't.
Danny and Valerie seemed to eager to fight Dan. Dan was certainly eager to battle them! Why did humans love to fight so much? Why was it so easy for them to hate each other?
"Please'su..." she whimpered. "Stop'su... I can't help'su..."
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He turned to the other two. "Valerie, do you realise who you'll be attacking if you shoot me? I don't think you do. Put more consideration into your choice. If you shoot me, you're shooting him." Dan grinned.