I wanna feel the change consume me [ Closed / Incomplete ]
WHO Ichigo savior_n_black, Harry DresdenGumshoewizard, and a NEW CHALLENGER holeheart
WHAT How to Make a Bad Situation Even Worse, by Harry Dresden
WHEN Immediately following the Nightwyrm's battle, and death
WHERE The Beach
WARNINGS GORE! And a new character's intro, and PLEASE NOTE; Replies for Ichigo will be from kokuryuofthesun for the first part of this log! Yes, we have mod permission for this, too <3.
The raw hamburger, charnel house smell of blood was thick in the air. It added into the tense silence so much that one could probably have heard a pin drop against the sand. With Ichigo now looking at the fallen hulk of the Nightwyrm in utter silence.
No one moved. No one spoke. The sound of waves hurling themselves against the shore, and wind whipping the smell of smoke, and flames from the city made the bright, sunfire mane of Ichigo's hair flicker, and wave behind him. It was like the calm before a storm. Like any second something would shift, and the tension would break.
....And then all hell would break loose.
Because for all that these were some of the finest warriors on the planet, each with unique, and devastating powers, none of those powers could change what had already come to pass. Many were injured. More were dead. And Ichigo was most certainly not himself, anymore. If anything was left of his conscious mind inside that horned helm, it gave no outward sign of understanding.
Whatever Ichigo had become, be it a god, or a devil, he was most certainly a fighter. A predator through, and through. The scents of blood, and fear got a fitting response. Not a muscle moved, not even the slight rise, and fall of his hollowed-out chest with the motion of breathing. The chain on Tensa Zangetsu clinked pointedly in the silence, and the white horns on his mask made a slow perusal of the area, looking from one side, slowly, and thoroughly calculating the threat each person posed, to the other. He could smell them all, and that smell of blood, of the injured, and those who could easily be made into prey got a very fitting response;
Ichigo growled.
WHAT How to Make a Bad Situation Even Worse, by Harry Dresden
WHEN Immediately following the Nightwyrm's battle, and death
WHERE The Beach
WARNINGS GORE! And a new character's intro, and PLEASE NOTE; Replies for Ichigo will be from kokuryuofthesun for the first part of this log! Yes, we have mod permission for this, too <3.
The raw hamburger, charnel house smell of blood was thick in the air. It added into the tense silence so much that one could probably have heard a pin drop against the sand. With Ichigo now looking at the fallen hulk of the Nightwyrm in utter silence.
No one moved. No one spoke. The sound of waves hurling themselves against the shore, and wind whipping the smell of smoke, and flames from the city made the bright, sunfire mane of Ichigo's hair flicker, and wave behind him. It was like the calm before a storm. Like any second something would shift, and the tension would break.
....And then all hell would break loose.
Because for all that these were some of the finest warriors on the planet, each with unique, and devastating powers, none of those powers could change what had already come to pass. Many were injured. More were dead. And Ichigo was most certainly not himself, anymore. If anything was left of his conscious mind inside that horned helm, it gave no outward sign of understanding.
Whatever Ichigo had become, be it a god, or a devil, he was most certainly a fighter. A predator through, and through. The scents of blood, and fear got a fitting response. Not a muscle moved, not even the slight rise, and fall of his hollowed-out chest with the motion of breathing. The chain on Tensa Zangetsu clinked pointedly in the silence, and the white horns on his mask made a slow perusal of the area, looking from one side, slowly, and thoroughly calculating the threat each person posed, to the other. He could smell them all, and that smell of blood, of the injured, and those who could easily be made into prey got a very fitting response;
Ichigo growled.