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Post by gantzgun74 on Oct 9, 2013 22:54:55 GMT -5
Panic had been apparent in the streets as everything went to hell. For the people in costumes, the transformation had been slow and hideously painful, for those that weren't they were either half-effected by the magic or somehow managed to escape the effect entirely.
This lead to much wide-spread looting. Parents wept as their kids were transformed into monsters, some of them dying within a few seconds of breaking down. All over the place, people were either degrading down to their basic nature's ruled by the will to survive, or they turned to their faith in the hopes it could somehow save them...
It was easy to figure out why. Many probably thought the Rapture had just occurred.
"Fear not children of our god, know that in these trying times he is still looking out for you. For all of us."
For those that decided to take the faith route, they all gathered in a boarded off building as it's apparent owner herded them inside... She was a rather odd woman, a nun dressed in black robes, eyes open in slits, and her hands hanging daintily to her sides. She would have been a vision of beauty, if there hadn't looked like there was something eerily wrong with her.
She smiled serenely. "Now, for those of you who have sins thy wish to confess, please go into the confessional. Should you want to meet the lord you should likely want to meet him at your best." She smiled as a few people stood up. "One at a time please. One at a time."
'Humans.... How very typical. Their entire world falls to pieces all around them, and the sinners run to their god for help. How very pathetic...
.................
Still.... I suppose I shall eat very well tonight.'
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Post by ryocker on Oct 9, 2013 23:22:34 GMT -5
Among the ones heading in was a strange, ambiguous teen with pink hair- strangely nervous. "Oooooh... I hope this all ends soon..."
Nice acting, wimp, Ragnarok thought, stuck in sword mode for the time being. In a flash, this whole building will be ours- after the last soul hunt was a bust, I know we'll get something out of this one. Still nervous looking, Crona looked to the woman. "You're sure you can help us?"
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Post by gantzgun74 on Oct 9, 2013 23:36:34 GMT -5
As Double looked upon all of the lost souls searching for salvation, her eyes fell on little Chrona, bowed down along with all of the others... Something about this little one appeared to really catch her eye. She felt as if something... MORE awaited from this meal then just one little soul.
....... It would probably be best to keep an eye on this one.
"Very sure little one. All who come within the house of the lord are protected from the evils that await outside. Even you." She bends down to his eye level. "You just leave everything to me, the love of the lord almighty shall be here for you..."
Something about the woman's grin seemed ESPECIALLY creepy, as if some kind of threat was hidden in her words.
"In any cases, I will now see my first Confessional. Orderly line everyone. And remember, the lord is watching over this house."
All of the 'Sinners' lined up to a door leading to the next room, as Double allowed them in one at a time... Everyone was too busy praying or panicking to note that no-one seemed to be coming back OUT.
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Oct 9, 2013 23:37:47 GMT -5
With a pistol clutched firmly in her hands and Carter diligently by her side, Jen cautiously made her way down the street, anxiously searching for any one of their companions. Since their separation, Jen had put on a black leather jacket in the hopes of blending in with the night.
Somehow, in the short time following her arrival on Dimensional Island, everything had gone to crap. Everywhere she turned, there were monsters, demons, zombies and every other variety of nightmare fuel. Her boyfriend has been forced into his werewolf form, her brother was missing, and one of her friends was in pursuit of their other friend, who had transformed into a demonic creature. Now Jen was on her own, accompanied only by Evan's dog.
Among the millions of other questions she had been tossing around was this: Why wasn't Jen affected? Why had everyone around her taken on some horrific form while she was just the same gun-toting human she was before?
There was little time to answer these questions, since every time she turned around, it seemed like something was trying to kill her. This time, however, something different caught her attention.
"What in the...?" There was a large group of people filing into one of the Plaza's buildings. For what, she had no idea, but most of them seemed relatively normal compared to some of the other things she had seen in the span of one night.
Ever alert but not wanting to cause trouble, Jen tucked her gun inside her new jacket and started blending with the crowd.
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Post by ryocker on Oct 9, 2013 23:44:30 GMT -5
Not lined up, Crona raised his sword.
"Time to eat, Ragnarok."
The mouth on the sword gained a creepy grin. "It's about time!" he yelled in an eerie, metallic voice. "EEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUGH!!!!!!!!!!"
Everyone in earshot of the terrible screech- barring a small handful- collapsed in death from the terrible sound waves. Like a gleam of jewls uncovered by stone, Souls floated up from their corpses. "You were right- looks like the souls really are still there."
Taking his proper form in Crona's back, he grinned. "OF COURSE I WAS RIGHT, YOU BIG WEENIE!!" He taunted, his giant mouth taking on a vacuum-like property. "It's time to eat, little morsals!" Bit by bit, each soul was gathered into his gaping maw.
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Post by gantzgun74 on Oct 9, 2013 23:57:47 GMT -5
Chrona couldn't get too far with his snack before-
BOOM!! CRUNCH-!!
A cannon-ball appeared out of nowhere and slammed Chrona as well as Ragnarok causing them to crash into the nearby wall. The souls hung freely in mid-air, unsure of what had just happened...
Standing at the door to the backroom, a peculiar figure stood, resembling a robot dressed like a classic 80's cartoon holding an old fashioned cannon from a pirate ship... However the form shifted revealing...
"Tut-tut-tut, is this really how you thank the woman who gave you sanctuary little one?"
The nun GRINNED WIDELY as she opened her eyes further... REVEALING NOTHING THERE BUT A GLOWING VOID. "You truly are an ungrateful child. And in my world. Children are disciplined... Sometimes with extreme prejudice."
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Oct 10, 2013 0:06:11 GMT -5
The moment Crona raised his odd-looking sword, Jen knew that she had to get away. So, in a flash, she jumped out of the crowd and huddled up on the sidewalk, covering her ears to just barely shield them from Ragnarok's destructive scream. Carter followed suit, but his stronger sense of hearing left him disoriented from the awful noise. With him out of commission for the moment, it was up to Jen to fix whatever had happened.
She stood back up, horrified to find the lifeless bodies on the ground where she once stood. A hard scowl took over her face as she whipped her pistol out and aimed at Crona... only for the latter to get blasted into the wall by the newcomer.
Everything was happening way too quickly. First Crona, then the robot, now this freaky-as-heck nun that would've given anyone with less guts than Jen nightmares for the rest of their lives?! She had no idea who to shoot at by this point.
"Alright, TIME OUT!" Jen shouted. "Just what in God's name is going on here?!"
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Post by ryocker on Oct 10, 2013 0:20:13 GMT -5
"Ugh- let me tell ya-" Ragnarok groaned, forcing Crona to stand up. "I don't think God's the one working her."
Standing on wobbly legs, Crona balanced on a nearby wall. "Her eyes..." he stuttered, watching in a creeped out terror. "They're sick and blank- How do I handle that?! OW!" Taking a Noogie from Ragnarok, Crona looked up. "Hey- stop that!!"
"I'll stop when you quit being a complete wuss! Now shut up and lets kill this twisted Nun! I know she'll taste good when we're done with her!" Taking sword form, Crona held Ragnarok up with his other hand gripping the arm, his battle stance. "I'm ready to rip her apart if you're sick of her creepy eyes- how's that sound?!"
A slight smile worked Crona's lips. "Alright, so... Keep our distance?"
"What are you, stupid?! OF COURSE WE KEEP OUR DISTANCE!!" Screaming again- a weaker scream, really, Ragnarok was ready to go.
With one underhand swing, Crona himself yelled the name of the attack. "SCREECH ALPHA!!" he yelled, shooting a jaw shaped projectile in Double's direction.
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Post by gantzgun74 on Oct 10, 2013 0:41:56 GMT -5
When the sound-wave ripped through the air, Double didn't seem all that deterred....
It blasted the room apart, sending bodies flying everywhere, and the nun was nowhere to be found... Chrona and Ragnarok couldn't celebrate their victory however, before...
"Fufufufufu... How very entertaining...."
The group looked and found the nun RISING FROM A PUDDLE OF INDESCRIBABLE LIQUID ON THE FLOOR, LOOKING NOT EVEN THE SLIGHTEST BIT HURT. "Sound wave techniques? How very quaint. This world promises, and this world delivers.... How many people will die of heart-attacks..."
A DEEP MALODIOUS AURA SHOT ACROSS THE ROOM.
"WHEN THAT TECHNIQUE BECOMES MINE."
With a grin, Double's mouth opened wide.... And wider... And wider....
UNTIL HER BODY TUCKED IN THROUGH THE MOUTH EFFECTIVELY TURNING THE NUN INSIDE OUT. The sight that awaited was not any easier to stomach. Thankfully it wasn't the realistic sight of bones, organs and spleens shown outside instead of inside...
Unthankfully however, what they saw instead was MUCH MUCH WORSE.
It looked like a... BLOB of liquid flesh, flowing from point to point with breasts around the front, and other body parts sticking out of places other body parts JUST SHOULD NOT BE. There was a multitude of red eyes around the body, one big notable one on an area at the top resembling a head, that wore an odd occult crown. Tentacles flowed around it's being, and a pair of arms appeared from the blobs 'SHOULDERS', if one could call them that.
[shadow=red,left,300][/shadow]
[shadow=purple,left,300]"SHALL WE PLAY LITTLE ONES? YOUR PUNISHMENT AWAITS."[/shadow]
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Oct 10, 2013 8:28:06 GMT -5
After enduring the destruction caused by Ragnarok's attack, Jen navigated out of the rubble and readied herself to attack. It didn't take long to figure out who the enemy was.
Watching Double's transformation wasn't nearly as sickening to Jen as it should've been. Sure, it was pretty dang horrifying, but as far as she was concerned, once you've seen the Great Black Beast of Qualme, you've seen it all. All she got out of it was an easy target and the knowledge that -based on Double's cliche villain rant- she could somehow copy other people's abilities.
She allowed herself a quick smirk. Sometimes it really did pay off to just be human.
"Okay, you walking Creepypasta," Jen said as she locked and loaded. "So you absorb other powers. Good for you. Can you absorb BULLETS?!"
At her shout, Jen aimed for the abomination's head and fired twice.
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Post by ryocker on Oct 10, 2013 13:53:43 GMT -5
Though Crona's composure could always be described as "Nervous" or "Fearful," the sudden transformation of Double into the grotesque, terrifying being before him nearly turned his black dress completely white. "Th-th-this thing..." he stuttered, shaking wildly. "This... thing is scarier than lady Medusa..."
Flash after flash, mumerous memories entered Crona's mind, his fear escalating until he eventually screamed in a rage none could imagine. Doing something you'd never expect, he took Ragnarok and sliced his own wrist, an oozing, black liquid dripping from is. "Already time for That tactic huh," Ragnarok grinned.
"BLOODY DAGGER!"
A long, black, sharp blade shot from his black and bloody palm, aimed at and most likely impaling Double.
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Post by gantzgun74 on Nov 16, 2013 14:41:18 GMT -5
Double was quick to dodge the bullets by turning into her puddle form, causing the bullets to impact with the wall. The abomination flowed out of the way of other incoming shots along with Crona's bloody dagger. [shadow=red,left,300]"Fufufufufufu~!"[/shadow] She raised back up and suddenly shifted forms again, transforming into a tall red-haired woman wearing an odd uniform... What was noticeable however was that she was carrying a pistol.
BANG BANG BANG BANG!!!! Double reciprocated the earlier shots with her own, somehow magically creating bullets as she shot the gun. At the responses, she shifted forms once more and transformed into an odd looking young woman wearing circus attire along with a hat decorated with a skull embroidering that had MASSIVE MUSCULAR ARMS. [shadow=red,left,300]"You have made things very interesting... But now I shall end it!![/shadow]
The Hat started punching outward with great force, forcing the two other combatants to dodge. BAAAAAAAAAAM!!!!!! A BRICK WALL WAS REDUCED TO RUBBLE during one of these attacks.
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Post by ParamountKeymaster on Nov 16, 2013 14:58:42 GMT -5
"AAH!" Jen was just barely able to dodge the bullets, one of them managing to graze her arm but otherwise leaving her unharmed. She then ducked, rolled and got up on one knee, firing another round that did very little to Double as she shifted into her latest form.
"Well, great. Any bright ideas?!" she yelled at Crona while reloading her pistol. By the time she was locked again, the walls around her started to topple over, forcing Jen to sprint out of the way, dodging debris and the hat's mighty arms all the while. As the carnage ceased, a chunk of brick hit Jen from behind and knocked her to the ground.
She sat up, coughed and rubbed the bruise between her shoulder blades. "Dang it. I can't just leave her to feed off the innocent. I gotta do something!"
No one noticed the loose brick whizzing through the air until it hit Double in the eye. "HEY B****! You think you're so high and mighty?! Well you ain't s***! You hear me?!"
Jen followed the voice, which was that of a ten-year-old trying to sound like Batman. She found the source to be a small boy wearing a purple hood, a black mask, a lavender body suit with a green M and his underwear on the outside. "What the...?"
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