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Midnight Calliope

Mar 11, 2011 19:54

CHARACTERS: faygot & a whole lot of friends victims.
location: Carnival
WHEN: Midnight 14/03
status: Closed
STYLE: Starting off in third, will match yours after.
note: will include depictions of violence, possible gore, physical and mental torment, and death. Proceed with caution.

( The sixth joker's card - Wraith )

kurenai wataru, rose lalonde, nepeta leijon, gamzee makara, ryoji mochizuki, tavros nitram, terezi pyrope, vriska serket, demyx, dave strider, karkat vantas, jade harley, yomiel, john egbert

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Yomiel faygot March 11 2011, 19:01:11 UTC

Sorry for the late- my internet refused to work yesterday. >_< theothersissel March 13 2011, 18:57:11 UTC

[To tell the truth, Yomiel didn't really liked carnivals. But he was bored and so he had went on to check the thing out. As suspected, the event was merely a mild amusement, and so Yomiel was heading out, intending to walk around the city like he always did at midnight- he couldn't sleep, after all.]

[But now he had the sense somebody was following him. He couldn't be certain, but...was that a honk in the distance? And now that he was listening, he could hear a faint scream as well.]

Who's there?

No worries! faygot March 13 2011, 23:10:37 UTC

Just someone
SOME WHO HAS FINALLY FUCKING REALIZED
who he is meant to be
AND WHAT HE IS MEANT TO DO.

[Gamzee slunk forward from the shadows, and if Yomiel had any knowledge of troll blood colours, then the vivid blue and green stains on his clothes should be more than obvious. And if that was not enough, there were the trophies he had collected from the ones he had met before -- Vriska's hoodie, Ryoji's scarf, Nepeta's hat.]

theothersissel March 13 2011, 23:37:46 UTC

[Yomiel's eyes narrowed behind his sunglasses. This was definitely a troll, there was no mistaking that. But one he hadn't met before. Hmmm.]

What are you talking about?

[At first, the splatters of color seemed to be nothing more than specks of paint...but that hoodie. He had seen it on Vriska once, hadn't he? There was no way Vriska would have given that over willingly, Yomiel was certain of it.]

[What had happened to her?]

...Who are you?

faygot March 14 2011, 00:33:43 UTC

i'm the
MOTHERFUCKING MESSIAHS
of mirth.

[He took another step closer, and the cheerful light of one of the near carnival rides reflected off of his broken horns. His face was a mess of cuts and blood, all his own but it did not seem to stop him in any way.]

theothersissel March 14 2011, 01:33:21 UTC

Messiah, huh? You don't seem like a messiah to me. You look like a little kid.

[He looked pretty beat up. Had Vriska put up a fight? Maybe she escaped...]

A pretty beat up little kid, actually.

faygot March 14 2011, 15:00:58 UTC

shut up.

[Who was this stranger that dare defy his words? Whoever he was, Gamzee did not like him one bit. The bow and arrows were within his hand instantly, summoned quickly from his strife deck. Setting the bow quickly, masterly, he sent an arrow flying, aimed dead center on Yomiel's forehead.]

theothersissel March 14 2011, 15:16:00 UTC

[Yomiel opened his mouth to say some snide comment, but then the kid suddenly had a bow and arrow in his hands, eady to shoot. Yomiel barely had time to blink before that arrow lodged itself in his skull.]

[THUNK.]

[The force of the hit made him fall, landing roughly on his back. Vibrant red blood started to trickle from from the wound, seeping underneath his glasses.]

[While others would scream from the horror of such a wound, Yomiel merely paused and then reached up to tug the arrow out of his skull, He couldn't feel anything, after all.]

...That was unexpected.

[The arrow was removed and tossed aside as Yomiel got up on his feet, clearly unharmed. Only a bright red spot remained on his forehead from the wound that had been there before.]

Is that all you got?

faygot March 14 2011, 23:10:14 UTC

[That was certainly unexpected. Gamzee was not used to things not staying dead when he had killed them. In fact, it infuriated him. Had he been high, this would've been cause for a twenty minute babble about how beaufitul everything was and how miracles happened everywhere, but he was not high. Would never be high again. He would not sully his think pan with that corrosive filth again. He understood now. And the only miracles that would happen now were those of his design. And Yomiel's survival of his arrow? Was not one.

He quickly shot another three arrows at him, before casting the bow aside and drawing out a sharp sickle from his strife deck. He rushed in to kill him. Again.]

theothersissel March 14 2011, 23:38:31 UTC

[Great, looks like the kid wasn't done with him yet. Yomiel took the arrows in the chest, barely reacting. It was like getting hit with a bean bag, really.]

I'm guessing we're not going to have a nice chat, are we?

[Hey, where did that sickle come from? Suddenly, this didn't seem so unthreatening at all. What if he cut off his head? Could he actually survive that?]

Erm...I think I'll take my leave now.

[And he turned, intending to make his escape.]

faygot March 15 2011, 00:21:55 UTC

i did not give you
MOTHERFUCKING PERMISSION TO LEAVE.

[And if Yomiel turned, well, that just meant Gamzee had to sink his sickle into his back, turning it slightly to serve his spine with a crack.]

theothersissel March 15 2011, 01:17:42 UTC

[Thank the gods that he could no longer feel pain, because that would have been extremely painful to feel. Even though he couldn't see, he knew that his spine would be snapping back into place any minute now.]

Sorry to say this, but...I'm not going to die anytime soon.

[He needed to do something. He had powers, after all! But what could he do? The first thing that came to mind was possessing the guy, but what if he proved too strong to control? That would cause more harm than good.]

[In the meantime, he reached backwards, intending to pull the sickle out of Gamzee's hand so that he could get away as quickly as he could.]

faygot March 15 2011, 01:30:59 UTC

i'm the only one
WHO GETS TO DECIDE
who lives
AND WHO MOTHERFUCKING DIES.

[This was frustrating. It was enough to make Gamzee lose what little cool he had. And when Yomiel reached back to try and pull the sickle out of his hand, he did what back natural -- he pushed in close and sank his teeth into Yomiel's shoulder, intent on tearing his skin. It was a fairly desperate measure, coming from a thirteen year old that really didn't understand why he just wouldn't die.]

theothersissel March 15 2011, 01:35:05 UTC

Yeah? Well, you won't be deciding my fate, sorry about that.

[Oh, great, now he had him hanging off his shoulder. Yomiel grits his teeth, trying to push Gamzee off of him. His sunglasses were practically on the edge of his nose by now, but Yomiel didn't have the time or hands to push it back up.]

Get off of me!!

faygot March 15 2011, 01:57:38 UTC

[And Gamzee did let go, but only so he could pull the sickle from Yomiel's chest and plunge it into his chest instead. He was not going to let some no-die bastard get the better of him.]

theothersissel March 15 2011, 02:27:29 UTC

[Yomiel shuddered from the force of the impact, and with horror he realized that there had been the sound of metal scraping on something hard. The meteor piece. If Gamzee realized what that had been, then it would all be over. Without the meteor he was nothing.]

Y-you...

[He needed to abscond, and fast. There. A core in a bag of flour on a nearby windosill. In the blink of an eye, Yomiel's soul leapt to the bag, leaving his body suddenly limp and lifeless in Gamzee's hands.]

[Now all he had to do was get the timing right.]

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