Vengeance Is Sweet, Honey is Sweeter [Active/Open]
Characters: Ed Elric, Alfons Heiderich, anyone else to stumble in on two men kissing appear before Ed barricades the Two-Door Bedroom's door (maybe a Jonouchi?)
Setting: Second floor, then Two-Door Bedroom
Time: Night 006
Summary: Ed takes his anger out on some poor unsuspecting monsters, and gets a little sugar for his trouble~
Warnings: Ed's mouth, boys kissing
It hadn't taken very long to rid the hallways of their monstrous denizens. With the carnage around him, it had been even easier to attract the hounds. His new strength was the only thing that really frightened him now...and what his new arm could do. Other than that, it was mostly anger.
No, not anger. Pure blind rage.
He slammed the claws of his shadowed arm deep into the skull of the hound, rending it in two as he drew sharply downward. The last dug teeth into his leg deep, causing him to yell in anger and pain as he tore at it mercilessly. He only stopped when it stopped moving.
There. That satisfied him for now.
If he was going to be a monster, one of them, then he may as well act like it. Right?
Now began the task of removing the hound's teeth from his leg so it could heal over properly. His healing wasn't as fast or effective as a true homunculus', but it was better than nothing. Finally he just tore the head in half, removing both sets of jaws...and a few stray teeth.
Setting: Second floor, then Two-Door Bedroom
Time: Night 006
Summary: Ed takes his anger out on some poor unsuspecting monsters, and gets a little sugar for his trouble~
Warnings: Ed's mouth, boys kissing
It hadn't taken very long to rid the hallways of their monstrous denizens. With the carnage around him, it had been even easier to attract the hounds. His new strength was the only thing that really frightened him now...and what his new arm could do. Other than that, it was mostly anger.
No, not anger. Pure blind rage.
He slammed the claws of his shadowed arm deep into the skull of the hound, rending it in two as he drew sharply downward. The last dug teeth into his leg deep, causing him to yell in anger and pain as he tore at it mercilessly. He only stopped when it stopped moving.
There. That satisfied him for now.
If he was going to be a monster, one of them, then he may as well act like it. Right?
Now began the task of removing the hound's teeth from his leg so it could heal over properly. His healing wasn't as fast or effective as a true homunculus', but it was better than nothing. Finally he just tore the head in half, removing both sets of jaws...and a few stray teeth.