Nov 18, 2008 21:17
[Uncharacteristic fumbling at the keys, then silence for a moment before Cyrus speaks. He sounds extremely ill, in pain and on the verge of collapse, though more ... energetic than usual, and is accompanied by the fluttering wings of his oversized bats.]
.....
I am ... not ... well.
I left to find Mars. Where is she? Gone? When did she leave?
Is this all worth nothing? My efforts? No, it can't be. I would ... I was going to be god but everything keeps, keeps shifting ... will nothing be completed?! Get away from me! Find something else to eat! I don't care if you die!
[a smashing noise, then repeated crunching and a harsh scream. The fluttering bats, and something that sounds like a short scuffle.]
[Silence and heavy breathing, and then, like these words are more painful than the last:]
... I require assistance.
In return, I ... I can build or fix anything.
[ooc: Caught by a Mephisto. Effects? Pride, Wrath, Envy, Greed, Sloth ... Pride, Pride, Pride, etc.]
crobat,
mars=citrine,
mephisto,
ilu crobats,
failure,
i miss mars,
i will not rest until i am god,
event