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| Kusumita | Aug 9 2009, 04:57 PM Post #1 |
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Slight spoilers... maybe? Hints for later work... Totally. --- “How much longer do I have?” his voice was low, hoarse now from lack of water or heat. The man cringed underneath his cool exterior; his brow frowned slightly before he clenched his eyes close and looked away. “All I have for you are lies, my friend,” he whispered bitterly, unable to look at the broken figure of the tan skinned man, “Lies can only comfort you for so long.” The man chuckled; the reverberations caused the chains around his body to shake slightly as he hung off the wall like a limp doll. He lifted his head, a large burn at the right side o his face became present underneath all the dirt and dried blood staining his face- his green hair fell over his features barbarically as he licked his lips dryly. “I am freed each time you visit- eternity feels like….eternity,” the man grunted as he tried to stand only to fall back to his knees, “Tell me, when next am I to be released?” The blonde haired man could no longer hold himself back, he lunged towards the prisoner and cradled his face in his white hands. Red fell from his eyes, tears stained with crimson caressed his cheeks as he cried and gripped the man’s broken face- the formers glorious smiles no longer resided in the body of the failed magician. “How long has it been since we could sing songs of being Kings and lavish ourselves with the finest wines and the world’s most beautiful creature? They jump at the chance to ruin you- ignoring your pure intent, your love for crossing barriers. Its never fair, its never fair my friend,” the blonde man composed himself as he pressed his forehead against the prisoner’s and cried, “You have… another five hundred years to go… before I release you.” The green haired man smiled wryly and lowered his head as a signal of goodbye. The blonde stood up, pressed his hand against the man’s hair before turning on his heels and with rhythmic steps he left. The suede shoes clicked against the tiles sharply as his speed slowed into uneven pattering against the floor. “Lord De-,” a woman called across the hall, worry and horror filled her tone, “Lord De Romanus!!” The blonde man collapsed onto the ground the sunlight from the outside streamed through the large windows as people began to rush to the man’s side. Marius looked up at the ceiling blandly, his skin paler than before- his cheeks still stained with the blood he had cried. “When will we be freed…. From the roles we are forced to play? Silias….,” the broken man’s half smile when he entered the room flashed through his mind, “Your heart was too pure….your actions far too misguided- how can a loving God be the commander of your wounds, we thought we were players…” The people began to talk amongst themselves, winged creature immediately crouched beside him and began to open their wrists and slide blood into his unreasoning lips. Marius tilted his head to the side bitterly towards the golden stairway latched by gates and guards who refused to tremble under his hateful gaze. “….but we were all just toys in your little game, weren’t we? ….All of us, even if we knew it and tried to escape-,” A silver haired girl laughing flashed through his mind once more, “You keep them when they’re still of use until you break them entirely with promises of redeeming them for being half breeds and unworthy.” Silias’s once cocking figure stood before Marius in his mind. “They’re coming to lock me away, but I refuse to die yet,” he chuckled, “Only he will be the one to kill me- for the scar he left is only a reminder… A reminder than I’m not a King, Marius, I am a knight and I am ready to sacrifice myself to be sure that our King remains guarded.” Marius winced. “What of Adelaide, April, Rachael, Ai…. All of them who followed you, under a hope of a better world,” the vampire lowered his gaze, “Ragnarok was about occurred… but… You stopped them before they let the final song go- Why?” Silias, once bright and beautiful, glanced at the vampire with a dead expression. “For my sins against Nameless- for assisting in resistance against Ragnarok- Adelaide will be punished, April will be recycled… he’s not done with her yet, Rachael will remember nothing… but Ai, Ai will die as she was intended to… so many years ago. He has forsaken those who disobey in the name of love, the one who is Nameless right now… Is not the Nameless I chose to follow and obey.” Marius rose to his feet and screamed loudly, breaking out of the large crowd of people and began a mad dash towards the gateway. He didn’t stop screaming, like a rabid animal he slammed himself against the golden gate until he felt a fire rush through his arms and his chest tightened sharply. The vampire lord howled backwards in pain and began to shake violently on the ground before he settled in the arms of an angel who held him in place. “We are all…. Horrible people,” Marius muttered tiredly, blood slipping from his lips, “But he is the one… who led us to be so….” --- ROUGH DRAFT, TOTALLY HATEFUL I KNOW LOL |
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| Winged Knight | Aug 9 2009, 05:22 PM Post #2 |
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Interesting. So you planned this before or after I left? Was Ragas the one who scarred Silias? Ah well. That universe, that plot, is done and gone. We have this new one here, perhaps with a few familiar faces, for us to use. |
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| Kusumita | Aug 9 2009, 09:32 PM Post #3 |
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Pft, this was all totally planned to occur during the Ragnarok Rp when it started. Frey and Loki were going to be back stabbed and Silias assisted the resistance against the Ragnarok- thus, Silias was going to be imprisoned and tortured for eternity for the information he held on the final piece he hid that was necessary for Ragnarok to be complete. Si, Si. I love my old characters <3 I just love growing with them- to reflect on how they change as time goes on. And yup, Ragas was the one Silias was referring to. He had a hatred/respect for Ragas and found the others beneath him- so he refused to die by any other hand- he already knew he forfeited his deck of cards the day he was scarred anyway. |
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| Winged Knight | Aug 9 2009, 10:55 PM Post #4 |
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He'd have been waiting for a long time if the whole "Ragas dies to make sure Ragnarok could never happen" idea took place. Course, Ragas probably would have been happy to end his life. The whole "Make sure they never get the final piece from you" thing would have been a bonus. Course, this is a new universe now. New characters and new things. And with the Warp, new pretty much omnipotent things that like to fuck with the material universe. Edited by Winged Knight, Aug 9 2009, 10:58 PM.
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| The Abominable Joe-man | Aug 10 2009, 04:22 PM Post #5 |
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hmm, that is pretty interesting...
Edited by The Abominable Joe-man, Aug 10 2009, 04:22 PM.
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