Personification Life - IC Part III

[Dabfia]

Dab sprints over and slices the mans head off. He puts cloak mode on (invisibility button) and walks back over to the group

The fire dies immediantly bathing the group in darkness and the moon stops shinning. The air grows still and all noise seems to cease.

Dab turns cloak mode off. "Well guys, get ready i have a feeling were about to have a fight on our hands." He says tightening the grip on his katana

[Monfrox]

"S-Saman..tha...." The girl replied shyly, not taking her hand off her hair. Her other hand held her elbow, the small scars on the back of her wrists are easily visible.

"Oh...not good." Mon said as she recovered.

[Tsuyoi Tekikoku]

Dab sprints over and slices the mans head off. He puts cloak mode on (invisibility button) and walks back over to the group

The fire dies immediantly bathing the group in darkness and the moon stops shinning. The air grows still and all noise seems to cease.

how amusing........hehehe.........

[Torsiedelle]

"Shit. Why is it so dark?"

Torii clutched her rifle tighter. If anything came at them, she would be ready.

[Dabfia]

"Shit. Why is it so dark?"

Torii clutched her rifle tighter. If anything came at them, she would be ready.

"It appears i just angered a god." Dab said.

[Swith Witherward]

"S-Saman..tha...." The girl replied shyly, not taking her hand off her hair. Her other hand held her elbow, the small scars on the back of her wrists are easily visible.

"Good name," Swith replied. "Please feel free to help yourself to the kitchen or the library. Do you enjoy readin-"

Swith lifted her head and sniffed the breeze coming through the open window. A small growl escaped her and she turned her head to face it. "Let me be perfectly clear," she spoke to no one, "I'm not going to sit back while the indigenous population is slaughtered."

[Germanic Templars]

"Ollo, Swith." *He pulled the black tipped incense stick* "Don't mind if I light this, do you?"

"Thriller, you can't offer prayers to Elohim in my sanctuary. But if you want to burn it for the fun of it, be my guest."

She tucked the book back on the shelf and smiled at Samantha. "I'm Swith, that is Thriller. Welcome. You are...?"

"I'm not okay, also for one, I know what my lord's place smells like, i've been there twice, two that's how I pray, I know it's a little gaudy but still, puts me at peace and I find myself able to concentrate more.. As for this thing, it's more for fun." *He pulled out his lighter then lit it, a little flame flickered on the opposite end of the black tip. he gently extinguish the flame with a low breeze before sticking the black tip part in his mouth* "Dragon's blood is the scent of this one." *he looked over at Samantha* "Wow, a new blood. Hello, I am Immortal Emperor Thriller." *he said with a bow*

[Monfrox]

"S-Saman..tha...." The girl replied shyly, not taking her hand off her hair. Her other hand held her elbow, the small scars on the back of her wrists are easily visible.

"Good name," Swith replied. "Please feel free to help yourself to the kitchen or the library. Do you enjoy readin-"

Swith lifted her head and sniffed the breeze coming through the open window. A small growl escaped her and she turned her head to face it. "Let me be perfectly clear," she spoke to no one, "I'm not going to sit back while the indigenous population is slaughtered."

"I-I...do like to read...." Samantha said, turning her body away a bit, but still looking at Swith and Thriller.

[Torsiedelle]

"Shit. Why is it so dark?"

Torii clutched her rifle tighter. If anything came at them, she would be ready.

"It appears i just angered a god." Dab said.

"I anger a lot of gods, but i don't see them doing freaky stuff like this. What kind of god is this, anyway?"

[Dabfia]

"It appears i just angered a god." Dab said.

"I anger a lot of gods, but i don't see them doing freaky stuff like this. What kind of god is this, anyway?"

"Suuuuuuuure you do, anyway i think its an evil cultist god."

[Monfrox]

"It appears i just angered a god." Dab said.

"I anger a lot of gods, but i don't see them doing freaky stuff like this. What kind of god is this, anyway?"

Mon retrieved the wrapped rifle. "How about next time, you WAIT before you go cutting off heads!" She shouted to Dab. They were supposed to be a distraction, not an attack force.

[Dabfia]

"I anger a lot of gods, but i don't see them doing freaky stuff like this. What kind of god is this, anyway?"

Mon retrieved the wrapped rifle. "How about next time, you WAIT before you go cutting off heads!" She shouted to Dab. They were supposed to be a distraction, not an attack force.

"Well they knew we were here anyway, I think it would have been worse not to do anything!" Dab shouts back.

[Tsuyoi Tekikoku]

"I anger a lot of gods, but i don't see them doing freaky stuff like this. What kind of god is this, anyway?"

Mon retrieved the wrapped rifle. "How about next time, you WAIT before you go cutting off heads!" She shouted to Dab. They were supposed to be a distraction, not an attack force.

well,i am the one who awoke him...........I find it funny.

[Monfrox]

Mon retrieved the wrapped rifle. "How about next time, you WAIT before you go cutting off heads!" She shouted to Dab. They were supposed to be a distraction, not an attack force.

"Well they knew we were here anyway, I think it would have been worse not to do anything!" Dab shouts back.

Mon facepalmed. The damage had been done, and there was no rewriting what had happened. She looked around, expecting something to come out and present itself.

[Swith Witherward]

"I'm not okay, also for one, I know what my lord's place smells like, i've been there twice, two that's how I pray, I know it's a little gaudy but still, puts me at peace and I find myself able to concentrate more.. As for this thing, it's more for fun." *He pulled out his lighter then lit it, a little flame flickered on the opposite end of the black tip. he gently extinguish the flame with a low breeze before sticking the black tip part in his mouth* "Dragon's blood is the scent of this one." *he looked over at Samantha* "Wow, a new blood. Hello, I am Immortal Emperor Thriller." *he said with a bow*

"Well, Samantha, help yourself to any book you'd like. This is mostly for light reading, but I think there are a few texts tucked here and there, and an entire section on knitting."

"Hmmm?" Swith brought her attention back to Thriller. "So you were paying attention! Your ritual wasn't gaudy. It was rather nice. Mine are gaudy, trust me. Absolute hedonistic absurdity involving a lot of golden objects, billowing robes and frantic chanting. Why aren't you okay? It doesn't have to do with your liver, does it? I can restore that, if it is."

[Dabfia]

Mon retrieved the wrapped rifle. "How about next time, you WAIT before you go cutting off heads!" She shouted to Dab. They were supposed to be a distraction, not an attack force.

well,i am the one who awoke him...........I find it funny.

"Yeah right. I highly doubt that your a cultist" Dab said.

[Monfrox]

Samantha turned back to face the two. The last parts of Swith's side caught her a bit off guard, and confused her. Liver? Restore? Just what exactly did they mean? But she didn't want to pry. "Where....is it?" She asked.

[Tsuyoi Tekikoku]

well,i am the one who awoke him...........I find it funny.

"Yeah right. I highly doubt that your a cultist" Dab said.

if i was one,i would be defending this village and attempting you massacre all four of you,Which i would like to do

[Monfrox]

"Yeah right. I highly doubt that your a cultist" Dab said.

if i was one,i would be defending this village and attempting you massacre all four of you,Which i would like to do

"Lock it up, both of you. We're still on a mission." Mon barked.

[The BranRiech]

"Yeah right. I highly doubt that your a cultist" Dab said.

"Shut up you idiots." Hissed Bran, looking around. "What's happned has happened, just concentrate on what we're actually here to do." He went on to say.

[Monfrox]

"Yeah right. I highly doubt that your a cultist" Dab said.

"Shut up you idiots." Hissed Bran, looking around. "What's happned has happened, just concentrate on what we're actually here to do." He went on to say.

Mon looked over and raised an eyebrow at Bran. "Well then...." She said, somewhat impressed.

[Torsiedelle]

"What the fuck, man?"

Torii was now annoyed and worried.

"Can you all just get along and think of a plan? What would we do if and what is that cause exactly? What would we do if something comes out right now?"

[Primordial Luxa]

Mon retrieved the wrapped rifle. "How about next time, you WAIT before you go cutting off heads!" She shouted to Dab. They were supposed to be a distraction, not an attack force.

well,i am the one who awoke him...........I find it funny.

The light on Brans helmet switches on illuminating something that makes the group no god of man will help them in this fight. The creature stand before them in all it eldritch glory.

Its body is elephantine in shape and texture but twice the size of a normal beast. It reaches of decay to the point many of the members have to look away. If they blink the image of the loathsome creature doesn’t leave them but clings to their eye lids and there brain. Its head is the horrendous part for it ends in mass of squirming tentacles all surrounding a monstrously large lamprey like snout.

And then the light turns back off.

[Germanic Templars]

"I'm not okay, also for one, I know what my lord's place smells like, i've been there twice, two that's how I pray, I know it's a little gaudy but still, puts me at peace and I find myself able to concentrate more.. As for this thing, it's more for fun." *He pulled out his lighter then lit it, a little flame flickered on the opposite end of the black tip. he gently extinguish the flame with a low breeze before sticking the black tip part in his mouth* "Dragon's blood is the scent of this one." *he looked over at Samantha* "Wow, a new blood. Hello, I am Immortal Emperor Thriller." *he said with a bow*

"Well, Samantha, help yourself to any book you'd like. This is mostly for light reading, but I think there are a few texts tucked here and there, and an entire section on knitting."

"Hmmm?" Swith brought her attention back to Thriller. "So you were paying attention! Your ritual wasn't gaudy. It was rather nice. Mine are gaudy, trust me. Absolute hedonistic absurdity involving a lot of golden objects, billowing robes and frantic chanting. Why aren't you okay? It doesn't have to do with your liver, does it? I can restore that, if it is."

"No, it grew back entirely, for I gave you half of my liver but that too grew into a full one. For the sole reason because my granddaughter, after I died a third time, injected me with a genetic augmenter that allows me to regrow lost limbs or organs. So if I wanted to, I could give you free livers for the rest of your life.....Just don't count on it."
*Looks at Samatha* "Dearie, let me put it like this, genes are like little words on a page. And genetic engineers, like me, can go through and rewrite these pages to help make sense of the story, but augment on it's punctuation and vocabulary."

[Dabfia]

"Yeah right. I highly doubt that your a cultist" Dab said.

if i was one,i would be defending this village and attempting you massacre all four of you,Which i would like to do

"Then its a stupid idea to awake a evil god, he would kill you, and everyone else." Dab said.

"Yeah right. I highly doubt that your a cultist" Dab said.

"Shut up you idiots." Hissed Bran, looking around. "What's happned has happened, just concentrate on what we're actually here to do." He went on to say.

Dab sighs and holsters his katana. He takes off his bookbag and opens a portal, he throws it through and closes it. "Everyone should loose any excess wait, Nobody wants to be weighted down when were being chased by an evil god when we direct it to the beach"