45th Gear... "There is no turning back, you've woken up the demon in me!" [Video]
[The only sound at first is a steady, slow dripping sound... There is something massive in front of the camera, somewhat misshapen, but it's difficult to make out exactly what it's supposed to be at first. The lighting is simply too dim. It isn't until two brilliant points of gold-yellow appear within that dark mass that the thing's identity becomes apparent - it's a Shadow in monster form.]
Rex...
[The name is hissed, drawn out, what little light there is catching white, triangular teeth against the darkness.]
You ran out on me before we could finish our business. I know you don't really like me all that much and the feeling's pretty mutual, but you really should stop being so irresponsible. That used to be a real problem for you, didn't it? Irresponsibility. Running away. How many times did you run away from Providence? The people you now call "family." Is it even worth counting up all those incidents?
[The eyes narrow, the toothy grin growing wider.]
You hate following commands from anyone you don't like, but I think you'll listen to me now. Especially since someone you know ended up in the wrong place.
At the wrong time.
[A dull clanking follows. One clawed Smackhand comes into view, a red light flashing on to illuminate that part of the Shadow. Clutched in that massive metal fist is a human arm still attached to a dead body - Sae Kurosawa. The rest of her limbs are caught in severed metal tendrils, her clothes torn, a long loop of tendril danging around her neck like a noose. She's been through the worst, the victim of a terrible game of cat and mouse. That steady dripping noise? Blood. Oozing down one of her limbs and plunking against the tile floor below, drop by drop.]
...oops. My bad.
[Slowly, the body is drawn back into the darkness again, tendrils emerging to drag it away.]
You'll come back to me, Rex, or I'll leave this structure and rampage. Your friend's blood is already on your hands for running like a coward in the first place. Can you even begin to deal with it if I kill again? You know how we angry EVOs are, Rex. We tend to just smash and break things, and don't usually pay attention to anyone who might get crushed under falling debris. Don't deny it. You know what I mean.
You've got 24 hours to get your worthless ass back in here. Don't disappoint me.
[The feed fades into pitch black as the red light dims out.]
And the rest of you? Stay out of my way. Or you're next. Just let me have what I want and no one else will have to get hurt.
((OOC: I KNOW I KNOW. ANOTHER NETWORK POST STRAYA WTF. This is the last one I'll need to make for a while. I'm kind of running on a schedule here for this event to keep things coordinated with other people, so please don't throw things at me. /sob ILU guys! ;.; Also if people are interested, there may be a log in the other comm to take down this mofo in another day or two. Then that'll be the end of this particular source of trouble.))
(( >>> ETA: Information on joining the raiding party to get rid of Shadow Rex is here! <<< ))
Rex...
[The name is hissed, drawn out, what little light there is catching white, triangular teeth against the darkness.]
You ran out on me before we could finish our business. I know you don't really like me all that much and the feeling's pretty mutual, but you really should stop being so irresponsible. That used to be a real problem for you, didn't it? Irresponsibility. Running away. How many times did you run away from Providence? The people you now call "family." Is it even worth counting up all those incidents?
[The eyes narrow, the toothy grin growing wider.]
You hate following commands from anyone you don't like, but I think you'll listen to me now. Especially since someone you know ended up in the wrong place.
At the wrong time.
[A dull clanking follows. One clawed Smackhand comes into view, a red light flashing on to illuminate that part of the Shadow. Clutched in that massive metal fist is a human arm still attached to a dead body - Sae Kurosawa. The rest of her limbs are caught in severed metal tendrils, her clothes torn, a long loop of tendril danging around her neck like a noose. She's been through the worst, the victim of a terrible game of cat and mouse. That steady dripping noise? Blood. Oozing down one of her limbs and plunking against the tile floor below, drop by drop.]
...oops. My bad.
[Slowly, the body is drawn back into the darkness again, tendrils emerging to drag it away.]
You'll come back to me, Rex, or I'll leave this structure and rampage. Your friend's blood is already on your hands for running like a coward in the first place. Can you even begin to deal with it if I kill again? You know how we angry EVOs are, Rex. We tend to just smash and break things, and don't usually pay attention to anyone who might get crushed under falling debris. Don't deny it. You know what I mean.
You've got 24 hours to get your worthless ass back in here. Don't disappoint me.
[The feed fades into pitch black as the red light dims out.]
And the rest of you? Stay out of my way. Or you're next. Just let me have what I want and no one else will have to get hurt.
((OOC: I KNOW I KNOW. ANOTHER NETWORK POST STRAYA WTF. This is the last one I'll need to make for a while. I'm kind of running on a schedule here for this event to keep things coordinated with other people, so please don't throw things at me. /sob ILU guys! ;.; Also if people are interested, there may be a log in the other comm to take down this mofo in another day or two. Then that'll be the end of this particular source of trouble.))
(( >>> ETA: Information on joining the raiding party to get rid of Shadow Rex is here! <<< ))