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Kinda hard to see who's who now, huh? Did you miss me?
[The voice switches it over to video feed and two Souls appear on the monitor in an alleyway. One standing erect and arrogant, while the other is clenching his chest trying to comfort the scar that lies beneath. The phantom pains have been worse and worse and the one across his chest is no exception.]
Didn't think you'd come up here. What the hell do you want?
[A blue light envelops the clone's arm and it transforms into a sharp sickle with a zigzagged black and red pattern and the most twisted grin you can ever imagine laces his face. You can tell something's off. Maybe it's the way his head is tilted or the way his eyes are staring intensely. Madness was literally coursing as Black Blood through his veins.]
Unlike you I'm not afraid of power. Fight me.
Just shut up.
[First this curse-filled weekend, now this. No breaks, huh, City. Soul ignores his chest and swipes his arm to the side, following suit and transforming it into an identical sickle. It's best they were outside. Red eyes narrow and he dashes towards him. Metal meets metal in a loud clang as the two clash with one another. Were you paying attention? It's hard to tell who's who now. They continue exchanging blows until both skid backwards in their respective clouds of dirt and they eye each other. One determinedly grasps his bearings and, with a loud yell, runs towards the other one, his sickle high coming down for a slice. There's black liquid, black blood, coming from the gash, but the figure stands tall as if nothing happened. In fact, a metallic ring resonates when the hit is landed. The standing Soul chuckles mindlessly.]
Oh, don't tell me you forgot.
Damn.
[The video cuts off before anything less appetizing is shown. How considerate, City.]
[ooc: Clone!Soul's back with a vengeance and he's a little mad in both senses of the word. Italicized font is Clone!Soul while regular font is, well, the original. Responses from him will be roughly about an hour later and he'll be beaten up pretty bad, but the clone will be gone. Lots of cuts and bruises, but he's awake. Feel free to find him heading back to Building 1 and City Express people can recognize his ability from when he used it underground. Hoorah CR.]
[The voice switches it over to video feed and two Souls appear on the monitor in an alleyway. One standing erect and arrogant, while the other is clenching his chest trying to comfort the scar that lies beneath. The phantom pains have been worse and worse and the one across his chest is no exception.]
Didn't think you'd come up here. What the hell do you want?
[A blue light envelops the clone's arm and it transforms into a sharp sickle with a zigzagged black and red pattern and the most twisted grin you can ever imagine laces his face. You can tell something's off. Maybe it's the way his head is tilted or the way his eyes are staring intensely. Madness was literally coursing as Black Blood through his veins.]
Unlike you I'm not afraid of power. Fight me.
Just shut up.
[First this curse-filled weekend, now this. No breaks, huh, City. Soul ignores his chest and swipes his arm to the side, following suit and transforming it into an identical sickle. It's best they were outside. Red eyes narrow and he dashes towards him. Metal meets metal in a loud clang as the two clash with one another. Were you paying attention? It's hard to tell who's who now. They continue exchanging blows until both skid backwards in their respective clouds of dirt and they eye each other. One determinedly grasps his bearings and, with a loud yell, runs towards the other one, his sickle high coming down for a slice. There's black liquid, black blood, coming from the gash, but the figure stands tall as if nothing happened. In fact, a metallic ring resonates when the hit is landed. The standing Soul chuckles mindlessly.]
Oh, don't tell me you forgot.
Damn.
[The video cuts off before anything less appetizing is shown. How considerate, City.]
[ooc: Clone!Soul's back with a vengeance and he's a little mad in both senses of the word. Italicized font is Clone!Soul while regular font is, well, the original. Responses from him will be roughly about an hour later and he'll be beaten up pretty bad, but the clone will be gone. Lots of cuts and bruises, but he's awake. Feel free to find him heading back to Building 1 and City Express people can recognize his ability from when he used it underground. Hoorah CR.]