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Post by KIMIKO MIKAMI on Aug 5, 2014 1:22:29 GMT -6
| I cannot emphasize enough that my body
Is a badly designed, poorly put together vessel The endless starlight glistened against Kimiko’s cheek, her hands crossed neatly on her lap and her eyes closed gently. Peacefully. She felt her end drawing near, and it satisfied her. Perhaps this would be a timeline that, although doomed, would leave her beloved Nii nii alive and happy. Nothing was for certain, however. Her very existence could be crushed by the tiniest thing- perhaps her denizen would rebel and appear, slicing both her and Nico in half. Perhaps Kimiko’s death would have nothing to do with Liam. She wouldn’t know until it hit her. The only thing she wished was that it would be a sorrow less, quick demise. As well as a joyful reunion to the breathing. The ten year old girl kicked her feet, the large, moon dust colored rock below her stirring as she swung. “Nii nii, I believe now is the time for you to leave~” Kimiko turned her head towards her proclaimed ‘big brother’. Her brown eyes flickered open and a big smile filling her face. She tried her best to provide a happy look, but all that shown in her eyes was sorrow and stardust. This was a timeline in which she had kept all her dreams and nightmares a secret. She only egged on Liam, again and again, steadily making everything worse and worse. Kimiko didn’t want to allow Nico to know of what would come. She only wanted him happy, healthy, and alive. Although she kept her reality a secret to him, Kimiko was sure to always remind him- always- that when she said to go, that he would need to make sure to go. Kimi-chama would keep her big brother safe at all costs! Sure that he needed perhaps a bit of explanation, the short girl hopped to her feet. Eyes closed, expression blank, the child swiped off the glittery essence from her gown. She had always enjoyed things that flowed and looks pretty. But she also enjoyed garments that held their purpose! It was a lucky call for her to combine such a nice outfit. Simple, chic, adorable- the dress she chose looked really cute! Not too short, the dress lay in black. The texture of the fabric felt soft, and it was comfortable! The top mesh formed a collar- one of which contained several binary sequences. The dress worked well as a replacement for her laptop, allowing her to use pesterchum on the go. Of course, it wasn’t just cute to look at. Kimiko had made it especially so it would help her fight. Underneath the dress lay a pair of shorts, making sure no one would get a nasty peak at her. The hair accessory she had created allowed the child to access her memories’ timeline, allowing her to check over every detail from every dream. This… this would help in the future. If she even had a future. Clapping her hands together twice, Kimiko gave her favorite friend a kiss on the cheek. “I have some big girl things to do, okaaaaay~?” Turning away from her big brother best friend, Kimiko took out her baton. She wouldn’t go down without a fight. Her smile melted and she took in a deep breath. Time to face this timeline’s end. It better be worth it. Please, be worth it. [ tagged: nico couture ; liam king ]
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Post by NICO COUTURE on Aug 5, 2014 20:50:15 GMT -6
The endless starlight reflected from Nico's eyes, with a small, significant glow, that added the feeling of hope to him. Having hope, was something that Nico would not have in this timeline. It was not that he was hopeless across the universes, it was just in this one. Here he had never revealed his nightmares, which were only dreams, only dreams. Everything was more secret in this timeline. It was okay, this Nico was hopeless and stuck in doom from his birth, and right before the game as well.
The only hope he had was at this moment. He saw hope in the stars, he wasn't supposed to do that. But it was beautiful that he did. He couldn't see the glimmer they reflected on to them, after all, people can't see their own face without a mirror that's just weird to think of. His chest inflated, a small sound of breathing in the night air, and leveled down, letting out carbon dioxide probably. Maybe science was different in the medium. Underneath night, his pastel blue sweater looked dimmer, without the proper, warm light of day to make it look as bright as it was.
He was imagining what could be while staring at the stars, not what was. Not how Liam had an increasing resentment for Kimi. When he was interrupted by her, Nico obviously showed a sign of confusion. Regardless though, he still got up, patting the the cloth of his shorts on his butt down to where they ended right before his knees, to make sure there wasn't any dust. But he did have a nice butt, a nice touchable butt. That touchable butt belonged to him, who would die soon. What a wonderful thought he didn't have! Two lovely needles were on the ground, because it was important to always be ready for battle. His planet wasn't the only one with these underlings that his session began to call them. They were good for getting grist though.
A strong wool-looking string tied the needles together, in case he accidentally dropped one. Since he was Nico Couture, it could happen.
Kimi was acting strange, he could definitely see that. Big Girl Things, pssh. She wasn't a big girl. No matter how serious this 'game' was she was still 10. "K-...Kimi.." his lips pressed together nervously...how would he ask this..."Um...uh.....uh.....will......you uh...be..o-oo-okay?". There was a lot of reasons as to why most of his friends did the talking in their conversations, as for Nico's dislike for group and fast-paced talking. It's pretty obvious he would never be a good rapper. His shoes tapped together as he spoke, fingers twisting and fiddling with each other to make him feel less nervous while speaking. "oh...fuck..." he mumbled this because he wasn't Liam and cursed loudly in front of children. Like an asshole.
Oh wait...Kimi was always strange. He never asked why though, that's rude as fuck. He would never be rude to his sort of little sister. Oh wait, oh wait. Okay okay okay, so now Nico had his needles in his hands, he could fiddle around with those. And well, fight anyone. Not that there was some creepy, ominous foreshadowing I'm making here...He wasn't going to die or anything.
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Post by LIAM KING on Aug 6, 2014 1:50:19 GMT -6
( WORDS ) xxx ( KIMIKO, Nico ) @grave ( LIAM ) here Liam drifted to the ground slowly as he exit the gate into Kimiko's world. Moondust scattered into the wind upon his dissent and he slowly opened his eyes. There was anger there, cold dark anger that was burned into every crevice of his expression. Liam straightened himself and brushed the dust from his coat before checking his pocketwatch-top to find his current prey's location. He had grown weary. Weary of being picked at, toyed with, called a murderer and a villain. She was just a child, but she was a child who pushed and prodded and laughed at him despite his struggles to rise above whatever damned fate he had been assigned. Now she had pushed too hard. If Kimiko wanted him to be a monster so badly he could be a monster. Liam's scythe revved with power as he gripped it, his eyes narrowing. Nico was with her, and he couldn't help but hesitate. Nico's time would come. Liam would have to be careful, he knew he had to kill his friend, that was simple unavoidable fact but it didn't have to be here here or now. If there was even a slight chance that Nico could go God Tier and survive the ordeal then he needed to do everything in his power to ensure that outcome. The trek to Kimiko and Nico's location was a relatively short one, they stood together chatting idly. Some small part of him thought perhaps he should give her a few moments to say goodbye. The rest of him disagreed, unfortunately. "Nico. Me and Kimiko need to have a private conversation. Please leave this planet." his voice was cold and distant, his face a grim and harsh visage. It hurt him in many ways to speak to Nico like this, but he had to harden himself. They spoke to him, the great outer gods, they told him what he needed to do and he needed to watch Kimiko's face contorted in agony and covered in gore. I'M THE MONSTER, I'M THE VILLAIN |
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Post by KIMIKO MIKAMI on Aug 6, 2014 2:11:02 GMT -6
| I cannot emphasize enough that my body
Is a badly designed, poorly put together vessel Kimiko turned back to give Nico a quick smile of reassurance. “No worries, Nii nii, okay~” Her smile fell, an intense cruelty shrouding her expression. A voice rose from within her, much deeper and darker than the façade she often put up. “Leave.” Lifting up the handle of her baton, she flicked it downwards harshly, letting it stick open and burst with electricity and power. Using her free hand to brush her bangs from her face, Kimiko looked away from Nico, looking straight at the newly arrived friend. Hah. Friend. In a universe where ignorance controlled Kimiko, he may have been that.
He could never be her friend. Not in this lifetime. Not in this blanket of stars.
Her eyes darkened, no longer shining with bliss and wonder. No longer twinkling with the sadness of angels, or the grief of memories. No. Kimiko’s eyes grew cold, distant. A never ending hatred from years and years of timelines. Years and years of carnage left by the ‘friend’ in front of her. This would be no less. She would protect her Nii nii, no matter the cost. Kimiko had planned that long, long ago, on the night of their first death. On the night in which Liam first murdered, in the first world.
She felt it, deep within her. This timeline was to be doomed. She would die, one way or another- either from the final game blast, or from Liam’s hands right here, right now. One thing would be for absolute certain, he would not win easily. That was a simple fact. That was a wholeful fact. And this man, this monster, would lose.
If Kimiko lost, she wished for one thing.
She wished that Nii nii would cease his affection towards this beast. That he would avenge her untimely death.
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Post by NICO COUTURE on Aug 6, 2014 2:39:01 GMT -6
Who knew, that friends could be so mean. While Nico always relied on their constant smiles of facial expression, watching it slip away from Kimi was just plain confusing. Why would she do this? He didn't really deal with the actual fact that she did do it though. It just, hurt. Kimi must have only spoken like that because Liam was around, right? They seemed to hate each other...a lot. But Liam's statement, the endless amount of stars couldn't light up his eyes. Nico was obviously crushed, he was never that good at pretending. His lips, parting only slightly, turned into a deep..deep frown. He wasn't that clueless. But...he was afraid. They looked really scary. His hands clutched his needles tighter. Being a submissive little bi-... boy, he didn't want to go against them. It was hard to even think of curse words when Kimi was around. She was thinking of more serious things though. This timeline was doomed, and he didn't even realize it. He was no void player, but always kept in the dark in this one. He didn't know. The doom was drawing nearer, he had a horrible feeling within him. But he ignored it. Why? Because Nico always felt horrible. Being treated cruelly, even this little bit, from his friends, was much worse. All he wanted to do was go and hug someone, someone fluffy and warm and not fucked up. Kota was in a different session. But that was a mistake that stretched across the universes. Sometimes pain was intentional. His friends were about to kill each other. Was this...wrong? He wouldn't be able to stop any of it, not at all. Small boy, only mere inches taller than a ten year old girl, shuffled between the two contestants of this battle. His steps were almost completely quiet, he was not the type for fighting, most of the time, really. He walked past Liam, taller, scarier, but someone he loved..all his heart. It almost seemed as if he had given up and completely followed their instructions, but then. "Y..." his mouth was open for a while, his eyes flickering between Liam and the ground, "Y..you...two...are you g-..g.g-guys...going...t.to be..oo.o-okay?" He had doubt in his eyes, doubtful hope, at this moment, no words would make him simply leave. He had both his needles in one hand, his other lightly grabbing the cloth of Liam's coat. Doom was coming, not only for him. LAIKA OF GS! |
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Post by LIAM KING on Aug 6, 2014 10:58:50 GMT -6
( WORDS ) xxx ( KIMIKO, Nico ) @grave ( LIAM ) here Liam's eyes met Kimiko's and it seemed as if the air itself would ignite from the intensity of their two gazes. Liam had be prepared to address her when he felt Nico's hard grasping at the cloth of his coat, pleading him silently. Nico wasn't stupid, he knew that, and he knew that asking him to leave would be fruitless deep in his heart. But he had to try, he needed to try to keep Nico away from all this despite the futility. Slowly he turned his gaze toward Nico and for a second, a minute, an hour, a day, a lifetime it seemed his gaze softened. Liam almost looked as if he could have started crying. "I'm sorry Nico. I'm so sorry." he whispered. With his free hand he grabbed Nico by the collar and roughly tossed him backward with all of his strength, in the hopes that he could buy himself some time to do the deed.
Liam turned back to Kimiko and the softness had left him entirely. "Do you remember Kimiko, how many times you've called me a worm?" he spoke, his voice level and calm as he slowly walked toward Kimiko. "I gave it a lot of thought honestly, perhaps more then I should have. But I came to the conclusion that perhaps I am indeed a worm. Worms, they grow strong by feeding on the corpses of the plants and animals that die around them. Fitting no for the Prince of Life, no? So I determined that if I am indeed a worm, then you must be a weed, a pest waiting to be clipped so that the worm may feed upon you." he took one final step putting him about ten feet away from Kimiko before brandishing the wicked blade that was his weapon. "So tell me little weed, s̵hal̛͞͠l͏ ̶́͢I ́͘̕r͘i͠p͝ y̨o̢͘u̢ f҉r̡͠o̸m̀͠ ͟t̕͞h҉̨e͟ ̴̕ǵ̡҉ròù̸͜n̛͟d̴͜ ̛and͘͠ f̡͞e҉às̴̵͠t͝ ̡͠u̧͜͡po̕n͘ ̨̢͡yo̢͜u̧r carcas?͝͞" his eyes grew wild with fury and he dashed toward the Sylph of Time.
The Death Engine, his scythe, revved with power as he brought it's blade to bear, swinging hard from right to left with every intention of separating the little girl's head from the rest of her body. They were louder now, whispering and screaming into his mind that see must be ended, she was an interloper and if she had her way then all this pain, all this bloodshed he would have to commit would be for nothing. There was a crazed focus in his eyes and his mouth was pulled back into a vicious snarl as he swung. Death, it was all he was good at it seemed, all he was made for and so if he was to act as the reaper of souls he may as well enact his birthright on someone who deserved it.
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Post by KIMIKO MIKAMI on Aug 6, 2014 22:14:39 GMT -6
| I cannot emphasize enough that my body
Is a badly designed, poorly put together vessel She sensed how hurt Nico was. She saw him plead with Liam. Kimiko kept a blank expression, trying her best to not sympathize with her big brother. He was hurting. Before this was over, she knew, he’d be hurting even more than ever before. Her eyes avoided Nico, looking to the ground until he was thrown from the battle. I’m sorry, Nii nii. Kimiko has to do big girl things right now, and the gods above know well and clear that he couldn’t be here while she did them. Kimiko’s eyes flickered up at Liam as he spoke.
A smirk covered her face. She pushed Nico out of her mind, listening. Not fully, though. She knew that once he ceased his babbling, he’d try to attack. So, like any smart person would do, as he spoke, she readied herself. The second the spirits entered his voice, she knew. It was time.
As he dashed, Kimiko kicked a foot off the ground, propelling herself as her soles ignited with flames. Rocket shoes. Who in their right mind could resist such a glorious invention! Moving her body around in the air to do a simple twist and backflip, Kimiko shot a middle finger straight at Liam’s head, sticking her tongue out. Landing with her back to him, Kimiko slid her foot backwards and readied herself to face him. “Shut up, Liam. You talk too much.” Happy she got a final word in, Kimiko rushed towards Liam’s flank, baton ready to block any scythe swing he shot at her. Considering his weapon had a longer range than her, she knew he had the upperhand. If she played her cards right, she could easily win.
The little accessory on her head gave a quiet beep, alerting everyone to Kimiko’s sleeve of tricks. No one would understand what she was doing, as all her life lay in secrets. Her arsenal of dreams and memories and knowledge would help her, she was sure. Maybe, if she could just pinpoint one of her dreams in which she had won and he had died, she’d live for another day…
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Post by NICO COUTURE on Aug 6, 2014 23:12:21 GMT -6
His dad was dead, he saw it with his own eyes. Bleeding all over beautiful silk, staining it. Literally, all of the blood in his body seemed to be pouring out. It would be hard to clean up, Nico didn't want to. He still hadn't done it, he still hadn't picked up his dad's body and buried it. It was too sad. He watched death with his eyes, ones that weren't meant to have hope, but in a way that wasn't sad. This was going to be another one of those occasions.
Every clash of alchemized metal, blessed from the toxic royalty and the corrupt, quiet justice, deafened his ears. Every slash of flesh gave an equal pain of sympathy and heartache, made him suffer. Every drop of blood would drown his remaining hope, he would fall. This fight, it would kill him just as much as it would them. And they were going, so going to be dead, he knew that. He knew that surely. This was doom, he was doom, and he would be the end. Not with a great flood of smoke, ash, fire, and blade. But with a boy only 5'2, wearing pastel colors.
Eh but whatever with that poetic stuff, right now he had to focus on how much he hurt. Nico was picked up and tossed away almost as easy as a little pillow, at least it felt like that to him, and stuff. After a good distance made in the air he hit ground, rolling down a hill to hit a giant rock that would stop his fall. Some tiny stones had scratched him as well. The hill was a lot less steep when he hadn't rolled down in it entirely. Only some tiny rips on his sweater, here and there. Then some scratches on his face and legs, some bleeding, some not. Ouch. Thanks Liam, he thought. Liam...
...Oh shit, where were his needles. All he could see was stardust and bush, damn it. Ugh. Nico couldn't do anything without weapons, he had never taken martial arts or anything like that. But he was good with needles. They were delicate to maneuver, it was perfect for someone like him. AND HE COULDN'T FIND THEM. Way to go and ruin the serious mood, though..that was what he hoped to do now.
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Post by LIAM KING on Aug 7, 2014 2:14:57 GMT -6
( WORDS ) xxx ( KIMIKO, Nico ) @grave ( LIAM ) here Liam snarled like an animal as she flipped over and landed behind him. Her agility would be the true deciding factor for the fight, as there was certainly no way she could hope to overpower him. With this in mind Liam knew he had to keep on the offensive, he needed to keep her dodging and rolling away to tire her out. Kimiko spoke and Liam could have shattered the Earth itself in that instant had it stood between him and his opponent. Every word she spoke was oil to the fire.
Kimiko rushed him with her baton ready to intercept his blade, but if she thought something so simple would stop his she must not thought to watch Liam fight. After entering the Medium Liam was quick to discover he had developed a knack for combat, perhaps partially due to his eventually destiny to become the Prince of Life. In time he came to be one of the more skilled fighters of his session.
In one fluid movement Liam swung his scythe downward catching Kimiko's baton in the crook between the blade and the shaft of the weapon, hooking it in place before dragging it out of his way in an attempt to throw Kimiko off balance. Immediately he stepped forward and threw a punch with his left fist toward her face with all his strength. "F̱̤̯͖̮̣U̮̭̺͎̺͠C͓̞̩͠K̘̩͖ ̟͓̥̫̮͎̦Y҉̥͕O̺͉̝͕͈U̸̖̝̖̭̜̩͇.̗͝." he roared. In the moments before his punch would connect his mind slowed, craving the sound of impact and breaking bone beneath the power of his fist. He was losing himself now, losing his grasp on the person he was to the monster everyone seemed to want him to be, and it felt good.
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Post by KIMIKO MIKAMI on Aug 7, 2014 5:30:47 GMT -6
| I cannot emphasize enough that my body
Is a badly designed, poorly put together vessel She totally had a chance. This would be easy! Liam had nothing on her, he was just a spineless know-it-all, there was no possible way he’d win!—
Everything happened in a blur. Kimiko would need a slow motion replay in order to fully understand what just happened. The impact with the scythe had caused a short circuit within the baton, letting out a shrill ‘ztztzp’. He easily had thrown it aside like it was nothing. Yet she stood there, stumbling, with her hands burning from her own weapon. The spot where the electricity scorched her was a vibrant red, and Kimiko couldn’t even fully react to it before Liam acted once more.
Pain engulfed her as she felt her body ragdoll a few feet from Liam, rolling and scratching on the sand-like substance her planet was made of. Ugh, why couldn’t her planet be the Land of Pillows and Soft Things. She ceased her rolling, stopping only when a hard substance hit her body. The dust was kicked up all around the child, adding insult to injury as she struggled to breath from the impact of Liam’s fist. Kimiko frantically searched for a timeline similar to this, frantically hoping that she could see what would happen and know how to stop it.
Nothing popped up. Not even a simple search engine. The constant impact of hardness had destroyed the little device she was so dependent on. Well, it was at least cute, still.
The ten year old shook as she tried to stand, coughing up blood and looking absolutely pathetic. These two had a decade apart life-span! How on Earth- or how on LOSAM- would she ever even begin to beat Liam in this game?! Oh, it was no game. Not anymore. He was going to kill her. He was going to end her life, and she could do nothing about it. She had no weapon, she was already injured, and she had no reinforcements. Kimiko would just… have to accept her fate…
No! She was sick of dying. Sick and tired of it! Adrenaline flooded her as she forced herself to her feet, her breathing shallow and harsh. Her eyes ignited with a fire, one that she had hoped she’d never obtained. After years of experiencing death over and over again, Kimiko couldn’t handle it. Not one bit, she was tired. Tired of losing everyone she loved over and over and over again. A low cackle erupted from her throat- it cracked here and there. She wasn’t strong enough to deal with this. Not anymore.
“Liiiiia͈̬M̙͚͙͇̠̬!̧ You fucking c̟͖͚̞̠̟o̬̙͍̜̩W̛̹̠͇̜͈̩A͎͍̦̯̙̖͠ͅR̻̤͙̟͟D~͓̠̻̺̫̟̦” Kimiko raised her hands towards him, sticking both middle fingers up high. “G͍̩̝̖̮o̹o͇͜o҉̺̤̝̣͍̻o̹̣͡o̗͍o̹͚͍o͈̭͞O͏̙̥̬̰̯O̭̣̻͘o͓͡o̸͇ ͕̹̳ͅa̠h̵̯͓̲͚̩͔ę͔̗̻̲̫͖̭a̮̲̜̖̫͓̖d̰,͖̟̙̰͇ ̱̞̘͖͓̮̯f̵̪̱̹̖̭̼ͅu̡c̤͔̼͕͙̕k̸͈͉̯̘̭e̷r.̜̟̭̯̯̖ ͇̻̞́C̹̜̰͉͙̯om̷̪̤e̵ ̹͈͕̥͙̀a̹̺̭͔͓͇̭͞t͏̣̥̖̖͓ M̶̢̱͕̺̪̺̳͢Ȩ̴͓͇ͅ!”She shrieked her words, hoping they’d reach every living thing on the planet.
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Post by LIAM KING on Aug 7, 2014 23:01:16 GMT -6
( WORDS ) xxx ( KIMIKO, Nico ) @grave ( LIAM ) here The sickening crack that erupted from Kimiko's face when his fist made contact brought a cruel smile to Liam's lips as he watched the girl fly back from the powerful blow. She was so fragile, like a little porcelain doll waited to be smashed and broken. "All this talk of defeating me... of crushing me, and this is what you have to offer. Remember little girl, YOU provoked ME. You have brought about your own death and you don't even have a fraction the the power you would need to stand against me. I̩͍̺̬͕̠̞Ṯ̨̟̰́'͏̮̼̲̱S͏̬͕̗̦̱̬̖ ̻͚̤̝̬̥̙S̡̘͈̳̫̙̟O͍̘̺̣͞ ̷͉̠̦͕͚͖̞̭F̶̖͇̩̱̘͓ͅU̮̪̗̜͕̼͉̬C̴̛͓̼̠K̴̢̡̹͇̗I͞͏̰̲N̨̨̰̠͕͕̻̕G̸̭̰̙ ̟̤̬͍͇̦͘P̶̜̜͉A̼̲͘͠T̷̰́H͏̴̘̗̫E̟̘̦̫Ṭ̬̬̖̤̯̲͔I͏̹̞̮͍̤̯̣ͅC̶҉̺̥̗̳͖̪̼ͅ ͇̥ͅI̵̥̮͇̙̻̕ ̪̥̮͚̖̰͕C̟̟̱̜̤̦̲̻͜O̶͟҉͖͇̳U̷̼̥̭̖͞L͚̳͍͎̟̣̭͚D͓̺̗͇̹̞̻ ̧̨̹̼̩͚̀L̵̟͕̻A̡̬͓̱̻͓̻̙̺͝U͉̤G̴̴͕͚̘̪͢ͅH̙̩̭̜̫̙̠̫͜." he said, barely able to contain his own harsh cackling.
Kimiko stood there bleeding and bruised, and yet when she spoke she heard them in her voice as well, the old ones that he heard. After a moment the realization of what was going on dawned upon him and he began laughing like a maniac. "Now I get it! It doesn't even matter anymore. IT DOESN'T FUCKING MATTER BECAUSE THIS GAME IS JUST A HUGE FUCKING JOKE. KIDS FIGHTING KIDS TO AMUSE THE BIG SPACE GODS FOR A WHILE. ISN'T THAT RIGHT?" his laughter transformed into rage as he spoke, his gaze aimed at the sky before turning once more to Kimiko. "Not that it changes anything. Before you die Kimiko, make sure to tell me how it feels to die by the hand of a 'coward'." Liam spun his scythe fluidly with one had, it sung with a low whistling as it split the air like a massive saw blade.
Finally he tossed it into the air, caught it in his hands and dashed forward keeping his body low as he slashed his scythe at her feet in an attempt to either cripple her or put her back on the defensive. She was disarmed but that did not mean she could not still be dangerous, and he would not have his prize taken from him due to carelessness. He would have her head. I'M THE MONSTER, I'M THE VILLAIN |
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Post by KIMIKO MIKAMI on Aug 7, 2014 23:52:59 GMT -6
| I cannot emphasize enough that my body
Is a badly designed, poorly put together vessel His words were drowned out by an insistent buzzing in her head. Years and years of pent up emotions. The dreams of constant death and destruction- the fearful eyes of the person who was meant to help her… Kimiko was surprised she lasted this long. Since her first mention of her dreams to a professional, she felt them become skeptical. Kimiko had insisted so much that they would come true, they would come true, beware what was to come. She had spoken in great detail of her parents own demise, and once that time finally came…
Everyone pointed at the nine year old girl as the killer. Well, not everyone. Only the few that knew. She bottled everything up, ignored everyone and every cold stare. Every fearful word, every accusation. She took it, put it in a little jar, and closed the lid. That jar was overfilling. Cracks were beginning to form all over it, and Kimiko knew it was time for it to burst. She couldn’t weep. She couldn’t scream. The only emotion she felt was pure hatred, igniting anger. She couldn’t hold it back anymore. Kimiko needed to kill. Needed to relinquish all the sanity she had left into the destruction of another.
A twisted grin formed on her face, her eyes shrouded by her bangs. He was running straight at her! Again! What an idiot. The moment he was close enough to attack, Kimiko sprung up. Not high enough to escape, but high enough to dodge the blade and press all her weight upon it. With the help of her (thankfully still working) rockets, Kimiko placed her hands on the handle of his scythe and twisted her body, the flares igniting to strength a single kick to his head. If she had hit him in the right spot, which she doubt she did, then he’d either die or be knocked out.
She hoped it would knock him out. That way, his death could be dragged out. Looooong and painful.
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NICO COUTURE
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This nothing is whole and this nothing is broken
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Post by NICO COUTURE on Aug 10, 2014 20:14:57 GMT -6
There is a point in everyone's life where they feel betrayed, and they change. Sometimes, it hits quickly, sometimes it's a poison that oozes in slow, almost unnoticeable. It makes it so that one day, someone wakes up, long after this process has begun, and realize that they are not what used to be 'them'. But honestly, what if that was a good thing? Because for Nico, he was fragile and unstable in terms of his mental state. His personality was closed off and people knew him as a whole for only a small portion of what he was.
Weren't people, really scary? He found his needles covered in stardust, after a while of searching. They acted like Nico was gone for good. He wasn't. People were the scary ones. Combat with the underlings had made him strong. Nico was strong against them. People were scary. They judged and were unpredictable. He was exactly like that. People changed, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.
This was a waltz. Three beats per measure, three people. This was possible, it had to be. His chest rose up and down, breathing, preparing. There would have to be a strategy to this. By now, he had defeated countless ogres and basiliks, this should not be a problem if he broke himself. But he had to try not to do that. Nico couldn't crumble. His hands, sparkling under the sky, gripped his weapons for the thought of friendship. He wanted something without the tension between the two of them, or at least, a world where he didn't have to see it or the consequences it bore.
His climbed up the hill, blood down his face from a pathetic situation of being thrown away. It was like he was garbage. Kimi called him her big brother, but obviously, it seems that she never trusted him. Really, how could he not expect this? His needles were prepared, the long cord would help him in his attacks. Kimi had her rocket shoes, damn it. It was all conflicting in him. Hurting someone to help them? It was confusing. Nico wouldn't change, he would break down, dissolve, disappear. He had to try not to.
They weren't people. These weren't his friends. Ogres, that's all. "You..don't know these things," he said to himself, which was a lie he knew was. He dove, he had to disarm them. That meant legs. First he had to get Liam out of the way. Nico went for a straight tackle, to overthrow his balance and hopefully save him from Kimi. Nico was more fit than Kimi, right? He could do this. He would be inflicting doom. It was alright to not be in touch with his title every once in a while, right? LAIKA OF GS! |
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Post by LIAM KING on Aug 13, 2014 19:20:20 GMT -6
( WORDS ) xxx ( KIMIKO, Nico ) @grave ( LIAM ) here The world seemed to spin and dive, everything happening too fast for Liam to fully comprehend. The crack of his jaw being slammed up into his face, the feeling of a body being tackled into his, it blended together as his brain tried frantically to process what had happened. He knew three things immediately, he was on the ground, his jaw hurt like hell, and his weapon had been torn from his hands. Liam felt a weight pressing against his body and he realized it was Nico, and he hesitated. It was very likely that Nico had just saved his life, because had he not tackled him to the side Kimiko's rocket propelled kick would have shattered his jaw and possibly killed him. Yet for as grateful as he was he could not pause, he could not allow his friend to interfere.
As painlessly as he could Liam, pushed Nico to the side and rolled up onto his haunches to asses the situation. He was unarmed and his weapon was underneath Kimiko's foot, making it essentially unreachable until he could push her back and away from it. Liam scrambled for a plan of attack, his eyes peering back and forth for an idea to grasp onto until he realized something. A small sack filled with seeds he had alchemized earlier in the session had be knocked off of him, with the half a dozen seeds scattered across the battlefield. They had been combined from the regular seeds he used in his day to day gardening with a book of fairy tales his pops kept around the house for sentimental reasons. A spark caught in Liam's eyes as he decided on his plan.
"I grow tired of this Kimiko." Liam said somberly as he rose from his crouch and tightened his fists as swirling green energy began to swirl around them. His eyes began to faintly glow as the power flowed through him, the power of his birthright. "No̟w ̡̩̗b͏̪̹̤͕o͍̱̬w ̖͔̱̜͙be͓̤͓̩f̳͙̬̺͖̗o̡͇r͚e ̷̪͎̰̩̰̦y̶͎͖̜̪̺o̱̲ͅur ̞̩̮̼̼̬̫͘P͈̞͔̗͈͓̗r͏̞i̬̹̠͖̕n͢c̲̹͇͙e̷͍̺̤̟͖̥." Liam opened his hands, green energy coalescing into his palms before he pressed them into the ground around his feet. The energy surged forth into the earth gravitating toward the seeds. In moments the seeds began to sprout into massive vines and stalks, all but one of them surging in growth toward Kimiko. They would grab her and tear her limb from limb. The last attempted to twist and grasp at Nico harmlessly in an attempt to hold him still and keep him from jumping into the crossfire. I'M THE MONSTER, I'M THE VILLAIN |
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Post by KIMIKO MIKAMI on Aug 13, 2014 20:03:27 GMT -6
| I cannot emphasize enough that my body
Is a badly designed, poorly put together vessel Kimiko’s head was splitting. She felt dizzy, she felt as if she were going to throw up, pass out right then and there. But she didn’t. Liam was now farther away, but his existence still kept her head alive. Active. Crowded with millions of thoughts, so many emotions, so many memories. She was afraid she was going to die just by this massive headache. This deadly migraine. No. Kimiko needed to rid herself of it, rid her world of it. Her beautiful, peaceful world. He was the thunderstorm that whirled around, kicking moon dust up from the ground and spreading it to everywhere. He was the weed. He was the pest, the insect. He needed to be plucked, stepped on, stopped. Kimiko hated storms. She hated weeds. She hated the insistent buzzing.
Kimiko leaned down and picked up the scythe Liam used as a weapon. It was heavy, but she’d manage. Kimiko was a flexible being, versatile in many ways. She’d adapt to such a weapon- after all, no one could stay strapped to only one. No, no, she would use this to end his life as he planned to use it to end hers. Nico no longer existed. His memory, the memories of his death, all ceased to be a reality. She only knew of one thing, the ending of this constant, broken record.
Her kick didn’t kill Liam. It didn’t kill him. That’s okay. She had his weapon now. He was speaking. All she heard was buzzing, the skipping of beats, static. He was doing a thing. Who cared. Kimiko could take it. She could do anything. Anything once this noise stopped. Her body… felt as if it weren’t even real anymore. She felt as if she weren’t alive anymore, yet all the noise in the universe continued to slice through her mind.
Plants. They were plants. Stupid, worthless weeds. Kimiko didn’t bother dodging, running, or any of that. No, she had a weed whacker, right here. Something to hack away at the plants. The vines, the wild flowers, the useless, worthless life sappers. Kimiko swung and swung, hacking each vine away, but she didn’t feel the impact. She didn’t feel anything. All she felt, all she saw, was Liam and his stupid, loud, buzzing.- bzzzt bzz bzzzzzzt - [ tagged: nico couture ; liam king ]
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