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dear_mun2014-06-09 08:48 pm
ancient_insanity) wrote in dear_mun2014-06-09 08:48 pm
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((A colossal ancient evil being has been successfully imported to DW...))
Little One. You took too long. [Xel'lotath chuckles as her other voice comes out in a chilling whisper.]
You know how we get when you make us wait.
[There's chittering, shrieking and moaning from the army of among the most grotesque creatures that defy logic, lurking in the shadows. They all are anticipating to be let loose and do their worst to any poor person that comes into their line of sight.]
You know how we get when you make us wait.
[There's chittering, shrieking and moaning from the army of among the most grotesque creatures that defy logic, lurking in the shadows. They all are anticipating to be let loose and do their worst to any poor person that comes into their line of sight.]
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Because there are many and sentient, they do make good subjects for our games.
[For centuries, she's been imprisoned in that very boring realm by the god that was fated to be the warden. Mantorok thought fondly of the humans, while Chattur'gha, Ulyoath, and Xel'lotath herself did not.
For so long, she could only watch from her portal as the humans continued to exist and evolve. Mantorok's power used to be stronger, until Pious came into the place in the desert as to where they were bound and trapped in dark and lonesome dimensions. Being trapped with two brother gods she didn't want to put up with made her restless. And now she doesn't ever want to wind up going back to that prison, after roaming the Nexus for some years now...]
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[Shrugging, he adds a little something.]
Their flesh and souls are delicious, I will admit.
[It was that sort of behaviour that had lead to his own sealing, though his was shorter it made up a larger ratio of his life. Sealed inside a bag made of his own skin, it was eight hundred of years without the capacity to do anything but think, down in a secret sealed basement under a city designed specifically to stop him from escaping. In other words, he has spent more time locked away than he has doing anything else and much like his talking partner(s!?) Asura is eager to make up for lost time.]
Pfff I'm terrible. XD
[There's a devious little chuckle from Xelly, who has no mouth. She's smirking with that really large eye of hers, however.]
Our creations can indulge themselves on their flesh, but their sane lifeforces are for us to taste.
[Has Asura noticed the number of really hideous and disturbing creatures that don't make sense, earlier? Half of them missing their heads? Yet, they could still all somehow "see"--except for the Trappers, the rat-sized ones with the trantula fangs, and scorpion tails. Their excellent hearing makes up for their lack of vision.]
It's okay, so am I.
[He did notice the collection of horrors, and though they are bizarre... he's seen weirder. He makes weirder pop into existence now and then without thinking about it. His Clowns, created from the pure power of madness concentrated enough to become a soul, come in such strange variety that Xelly's forces are comparatively uniform.]
Ke-ke. That must be how you keep your lovely figure, eh?
[He has his own weird little laugh, smirking back. Even if she's a giant Cyclops eel monster goddess of madness, she's still a lady who thus deserves to have her figure complimented.]
Maybe I'll invite you to dinner sometime if we can share one meal and still have a full portion.
<3 My other one is an AU of another video game insanity goddess who's a dinosaur.
[Oh she would be interested in seeing those, sometime.]
Yes, that is exactly it.
A dinner invitation, hmn? How about...a large feast with something entertaining for us to watch? [That would be far more enjoyable, in her opinion.]
Primal Rage OH MY ELDER GODS you have nice taste
They're pretty good at both.]
Ke-ke-ke! I am a glutton and a gourmet, as well as an artist! I can't say a suggest like that doesn't appeal!
8D Thanks! I'm happy you know of that game.
We seem to very alike in that way.
Well...the more the merrier then.
[She summons her Black Guardian, a creature that's only a quarter of her massive size. Her runic symbol hovers over just where its head should be. She sends the following telepathic command Go to Pious. Tell him everything, before it levitates and flies off. Like its creator, it can fly without wings.]
Our most dedicated servant shall be there, if you decide to meet us at Nexus.
I'm a big fighting game fan. And I'm into weird stuff.
She also seems to be one of the few entities he knows of whose eventual goals are not outright incompatible with his. He just wants to live a comfortable life in a world where there are no rules and he can be utterly free. He wouldn't be opposed to assisting her if it meant he got what he wanted. Even if he is the worst to ally with, thanks to his rampant paranoia making him as likely to betray friends as he is to attack foes.]
Hmmm. Tempting. I rarely accept invitations, but for you, Madam, I may make an exception.
[He points a finger at one of her lower hands and then flexes it, a gesture asking her to reach over to him. With his palm open and up, it's pretty obvious he's asking her to give him her hand for a moment... even if it'd be utterly ridiculous, since the tip of a claw would probably be bigger than his entire hand.
He's still asking though.]
Ahaha awesome.
She's already free from her dark and boring dimension prison alongside her annoying brothers, and quite comfortable tormenting the Little Ones and making chaos... As Asura is an interesting specimen of god, the both of them together, over there... Yes, Xelly is quite successful in influencing her Little Mun on this, nibbling a little bit of her sanity away as she does.]
Could be fun...
[Oh? Curious as to what would happed next, she lowers a claw down toward Asura.]
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Because why the hell not?]
I suppose it'd be rude to refuse a lady... not that I mind being rude when I want to be.
[He lets her claw go, lifting his face from behind the shadows of his hair to show a brief few seconds of rampant changing horror, but smiling all the time before it settles on his 'human' face.]
Though I reserve the right to be fashionably late.
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Little Ones scrambling, apart from the search. For the most destructive one that makes Nexus so upset... We search. They search too.
Between them and us it seems to be a race. Apart from that, not much else is going on.
[Anything that is a great threat to the world is of course a big interest to her. She and Pious wonder where Xargin went to. Did he just disappear, or did he find a good hiding place her enormous eye cannot see?
She only wants to find and somehow influence him in her own flair and add onto the chaos. What's so wrong about that?]
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[Because ultimately, all Asura wants is find inner peace. In his mind he's unfairly persecuted because to feel comfort, he wants to destroy order across the world. Really, if everyone weren't so intolerant of his lifestyle...]
Though the idea of a search for an unknown makes me uneasy... at the same time, I know I'd have to come to full understand every aspect of that entire world before I felt at east anyway.
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...How boring. But, each to their own?
[Why Asura would enjoy that eludes her, but oh well! All the more games for her to think up anyway--and she doesn't need any help on that.
Another snicker.]
He is not unknown, however...
We know who wants to destroy it. His name... is Magwald Xargin. Possibly, Sephiroth may know where he is.
[Little Mun, would you hurry up and make a DW account for him already...? Ohhh, and she can hear how loud Vertigo is getting again, in the background at HeadSpace Nexus.]