SO MANY POSTS.
Who ; ysonightfurious and any unlucky motherfucker who happens to cross his path.
What ; First there was a curious dragon. And then he died. And then he turned into a monster. And then he hated everything that wasn't a monster and tried to kill it.
When ; After this but before the Marker is destoryed.
Where ; All over Zone 08 (Hayles)
Warning(s) ; Run of the mill Dead Space stuff. Horror and sadness all around.
[It had taken him a while to break his way out of Zone 07, away from the dark and the bright. Away from lava orange and minty cool blue-white. It was an interesting dangerous place but not what he was looking for. He was looking for the source of the strange things. Curious curious curious as always.
And then they come, hulking inhuman things that smell like dead flesh and fresh blood. But it's all to easy to avoid them until one drops dwn from the cieling and onto his back. His neck is too short to reach it, to grab it in his jaws and tear it apart, and it stabs him several times before he manages to buck it off and tear it's head off with his teeth.
It's disgusting and he launches a fireball at one just to burn the taste out of his mouth. But there are too many, and even when he pounces, leaps and thows his weight on some hard enough to break bone, they just get back up and they keep coming and he doesn't know what to do . There's so much blood, even more than when he first lost his fin, and the wounds are healing quickly but not fast enough. Toothless feez dizzy and he's not watching his flank for one moment and several drop down from a nearby building and pounce. A pack mentality.
He struggles, blasts a few back but there are too many stab wounds now and he's trying trying trying to get up and he can't and there's panic because they're closing in and it hurts hurts hurts and then they're on him again and Toothless is lashing his tail and hitting whatever gets in reach of his paws but there are too many and it doesn't take long for them to hit something vital. His eyes widen, pupils narrow into slits and then slowly expand as his eyes close.
The consumption takes him quickly when they drag him to the right place, a site crawling with The Corruption. His body changes and breaks as things relocate. An already perfect stealthy killer, it grows hardened flesh and scales around his body, a thicker suit of armor. It's a small matter to grow flesh over the prosthetic, make it movable and workable as the tailfins harden into blades.The elongated plates surrounding his head crack and morph and change into long thin sharp spines and it doesn't take long for the entire proccess to finish.
When the creature gets up and takes to the sky, it isn't Toothless. It isn't even really a dragon. It's just a monster. A necromorph. One that can fly around and spit fire. How quaint.]
What ; First there was a curious dragon. And then he died. And then he turned into a monster. And then he hated everything that wasn't a monster and tried to kill it.
When ; After this but before the Marker is destoryed.
Where ; All over Zone 08 (Hayles)
Warning(s) ; Run of the mill Dead Space stuff. Horror and sadness all around.
[It had taken him a while to break his way out of Zone 07, away from the dark and the bright. Away from lava orange and minty cool blue-white. It was an interesting dangerous place but not what he was looking for. He was looking for the source of the strange things. Curious curious curious as always.
And then they come, hulking inhuman things that smell like dead flesh and fresh blood. But it's all to easy to avoid them until one drops dwn from the cieling and onto his back. His neck is too short to reach it, to grab it in his jaws and tear it apart, and it stabs him several times before he manages to buck it off and tear it's head off with his teeth.
It's disgusting and he launches a fireball at one just to burn the taste out of his mouth. But there are too many, and even when he pounces, leaps and thows his weight on some hard enough to break bone, they just get back up and they keep coming and he doesn't know what to do . There's so much blood, even more than when he first lost his fin, and the wounds are healing quickly but not fast enough. Toothless feez dizzy and he's not watching his flank for one moment and several drop down from a nearby building and pounce. A pack mentality.
He struggles, blasts a few back but there are too many stab wounds now and he's trying trying trying to get up and he can't and there's panic because they're closing in and it hurts hurts hurts and then they're on him again and Toothless is lashing his tail and hitting whatever gets in reach of his paws but there are too many and it doesn't take long for them to hit something vital. His eyes widen, pupils narrow into slits and then slowly expand as his eyes close.
The consumption takes him quickly when they drag him to the right place, a site crawling with The Corruption. His body changes and breaks as things relocate. An already perfect stealthy killer, it grows hardened flesh and scales around his body, a thicker suit of armor. It's a small matter to grow flesh over the prosthetic, make it movable and workable as the tailfins harden into blades.The elongated plates surrounding his head crack and morph and change into long thin sharp spines and it doesn't take long for the entire proccess to finish.
When the creature gets up and takes to the sky, it isn't Toothless. It isn't even really a dragon. It's just a monster. A necromorph. One that can fly around and spit fire. How quaint.]