Trip down Memory lane Part 2
Characters: Cross crownofsnow , Dash
reckless_rebel , Medium
esp_optimism , and Kermit
imma_frog
Date/Time: May 26th
Location: Fourth floor
Rating: pg-13
Summary: The elevator opens and a memory is witnessed. To be exact its a memory of Cross's one of violence and madness that comes with all who bear the title of Noah.
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Cross stumbled from the elevator and reached back wanting to not be separated from anyone but the projection exploded to life with scenery he knew deep down. His stomach twisted as the white floor spread out beneath him and frozen spirals of flame rose towards the sky. The sky outside the tower was impossibly blue but instinctively he knew where he was.
Footsteps drew his attention as he shifted to look at what was filling him with dread. A man walked sedately forward from one of the pillars. That wasn't what bothered him. It was the long curving bone tentacles that curved him with every step he took. He looked fairly Spanish or at least his mind decided Portuguese. His hair hung loose but his fine clothes made him look almost noble. If you did counted the round of white crosses glowing across his chest and the one at his throat. His eyes burned with some unnatural power as he kept moving forward.
A boy crouched down between some of the rubble while he gripped his arm and his white hair covered his face. The skin of the clawed left hand twisted and morphed into a hilt of a sword. He gripped it and drew it forth as easily as a knight drawing their sword. His eyes shown with determinate as the man lifted his head. The tendril like markings had started to invade the man's face. The boy drew the blade from his arm as he breathed. "What's going on?!"
The man had stopped moving and just stood in one place as the bone tentacles swirled around his body it was easy to see they came out of his back. The boy noticed something and stared at it in open mouthed shock. The man's gloves were torn a cross splitting open the skin as black blood dripped onto the floor. That's when things got strange, the man hissed before the bone extensions swept back and grew longer. He started to scream before the tentacles swept in and wrapped around his arms. They invaded his skin making those patterns all over his exposed skin as he fell to his knees. They surged out of the crosses on his hands more of them raging forth and sweeping around by the second.
The boy could only stare in shock. "No way...Tyki...?!" He shielded himself with the sword as the man rose to his feet still bracing against whatever what was happening. His hair was far longer and his hands pressed to his face. It wasn't certain if he was trying to resist or go with it. That's when energy exploded outward it blacked out everything visible for a few seconds as debris crashed to the ground in the aftermath. The darkness receded slowly away and the man was changed. The bone extensions had fanned out from his shoulders like wings and a strange horned helm covered his head. His hands remained pressed into his face - the silver bracers around his wrists and the markings on his shoulders glinting in the light.
He removed his hands from the lower pieces of the helm that covered most of his face. The boy wasted no time attacking him with a roared battle cry. He swept the white blade down only to meet thin air. Before he could figure out where the beast had gone he was rocked sideways from the speed and force of an attack his blood spraying from his back. He was slammed into the back from another attack which frightening was just a fist. The fist had created a round circular purple ring which was had hit the boy. It was possible those tentacles had rammed right through him but it was hard to tell.
He flipped around and tried to recover but the beast charged after him with relentless fury and speed. He hammered the boy with more of those rings of force. The boy managed to hold until the beast roared in challenge and released a much larger force ring attack. It tore up the ground and debris several feet around and behind the boy. He was thrown back into a pillar and as he fell it looked like that would be the end of things as the beast raced after him with another blast charging in his fist. A blur of white and black tore across the area - wisking the boy out of harms way. A little ways away it took the shape of a red haired boy dressed much like the white haired one.
He gripped the hammer in the hand not holding his comrade as the green energy around him dispated - a strange symbol still glowing on the hammer's head. "Tyki Mikk...? What kinda joke is that outfit...?" The white boy said something too low to be heard but could be taken to be the strange of 'rabbit'. The red head shifted his grip on the other boy as he kept his eye on the beast. "Allen, get a hold of yourself!" Allen hissed as he tried to speak without coughing. "The door..." The red head's expression changed from concern to shock as Allen continued. "We can't escape the Ark anymore..."
They both looked up when Tyki began to laugh hysterically. It scratched at the senses a kind of maddened sound that echoed through out the Ark. He charged them without warning as the red head renewed his grip on his hammer into a defensive posture. Then everything went black as the projection ended.
[ooc: It can also be watched here].]
reckless_rebel , Medium
esp_optimism , and Kermit
imma_frog
Date/Time: May 26th
Location: Fourth floor
Rating: pg-13
Summary: The elevator opens and a memory is witnessed. To be exact its a memory of Cross's one of violence and madness that comes with all who bear the title of Noah.
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Cross stumbled from the elevator and reached back wanting to not be separated from anyone but the projection exploded to life with scenery he knew deep down. His stomach twisted as the white floor spread out beneath him and frozen spirals of flame rose towards the sky. The sky outside the tower was impossibly blue but instinctively he knew where he was.
Footsteps drew his attention as he shifted to look at what was filling him with dread. A man walked sedately forward from one of the pillars. That wasn't what bothered him. It was the long curving bone tentacles that curved him with every step he took. He looked fairly Spanish or at least his mind decided Portuguese. His hair hung loose but his fine clothes made him look almost noble. If you did counted the round of white crosses glowing across his chest and the one at his throat. His eyes burned with some unnatural power as he kept moving forward.
A boy crouched down between some of the rubble while he gripped his arm and his white hair covered his face. The skin of the clawed left hand twisted and morphed into a hilt of a sword. He gripped it and drew it forth as easily as a knight drawing their sword. His eyes shown with determinate as the man lifted his head. The tendril like markings had started to invade the man's face. The boy drew the blade from his arm as he breathed. "What's going on?!"
The man had stopped moving and just stood in one place as the bone tentacles swirled around his body it was easy to see they came out of his back. The boy noticed something and stared at it in open mouthed shock. The man's gloves were torn a cross splitting open the skin as black blood dripped onto the floor. That's when things got strange, the man hissed before the bone extensions swept back and grew longer. He started to scream before the tentacles swept in and wrapped around his arms. They invaded his skin making those patterns all over his exposed skin as he fell to his knees. They surged out of the crosses on his hands more of them raging forth and sweeping around by the second.
The boy could only stare in shock. "No way...Tyki...?!" He shielded himself with the sword as the man rose to his feet still bracing against whatever what was happening. His hair was far longer and his hands pressed to his face. It wasn't certain if he was trying to resist or go with it. That's when energy exploded outward it blacked out everything visible for a few seconds as debris crashed to the ground in the aftermath. The darkness receded slowly away and the man was changed. The bone extensions had fanned out from his shoulders like wings and a strange horned helm covered his head. His hands remained pressed into his face - the silver bracers around his wrists and the markings on his shoulders glinting in the light.
He removed his hands from the lower pieces of the helm that covered most of his face. The boy wasted no time attacking him with a roared battle cry. He swept the white blade down only to meet thin air. Before he could figure out where the beast had gone he was rocked sideways from the speed and force of an attack his blood spraying from his back. He was slammed into the back from another attack which frightening was just a fist. The fist had created a round circular purple ring which was had hit the boy. It was possible those tentacles had rammed right through him but it was hard to tell.
He flipped around and tried to recover but the beast charged after him with relentless fury and speed. He hammered the boy with more of those rings of force. The boy managed to hold until the beast roared in challenge and released a much larger force ring attack. It tore up the ground and debris several feet around and behind the boy. He was thrown back into a pillar and as he fell it looked like that would be the end of things as the beast raced after him with another blast charging in his fist. A blur of white and black tore across the area - wisking the boy out of harms way. A little ways away it took the shape of a red haired boy dressed much like the white haired one.
He gripped the hammer in the hand not holding his comrade as the green energy around him dispated - a strange symbol still glowing on the hammer's head. "Tyki Mikk...? What kinda joke is that outfit...?" The white boy said something too low to be heard but could be taken to be the strange of 'rabbit'. The red head shifted his grip on the other boy as he kept his eye on the beast. "Allen, get a hold of yourself!" Allen hissed as he tried to speak without coughing. "The door..." The red head's expression changed from concern to shock as Allen continued. "We can't escape the Ark anymore..."
They both looked up when Tyki began to laugh hysterically. It scratched at the senses a kind of maddened sound that echoed through out the Ark. He charged them without warning as the red head renewed his grip on his hammer into a defensive posture. Then everything went black as the projection ended.
[ooc: It can also be watched here].]