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abyssdressing2009-10-31 11:28 am
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002 - Happy Halloween~
[Anyone who knows Dist will know he's a workaholic. What with having little to no true friends, as well as being a social outcast, he's dedicated himself to his research. During his stay in this new world, he's found a suitable place to live as well as do his experiments. And today is no different. He's been working well into the night, a bright opal moon glowing its white-gold light through a large, arched window. It gives his laboratory an eerie feel - shadows looking like the stuff of nightmares.
The researcher removes a vial from a tray, the murky red liquid sloshing thickly. Reaching for a syringe, he fills it with the solution and approaches his examination table, pushing up his rounded glasses. The moonlight shines off them, giving his already manic appearance a bit extra. Mad scientist? No, no, no... We much prefer evil genius.
Upon the examination table is a monster, probably unconscious from some sort of drug. Dist examines the small canine-like beast, checking its vital signs.]
Mm... Everything seems stable. Now, to add the drug. This should increase its overall physical abilities as well as slow the metabolism dramatically. [He smirks, eyes lighting up wickedly.] If this proves successful...
[But since when does anything ever go according to plan? Fate is an enemy of the God-General. As he reaches to inject the sleeping hound, the drug keeping it asleep wears off. Frantic, the beast howl and kicks its legs, knocking Dist's hand and the syringe away. Cursing, he reaches to grab the monster, but feels a hot, burning pain in his leg. Wincing, he looks down, and sees the needle pumping his unholy concoction right into his thigh. He removes it instantly, knocking it away as a burning, searing fire blazes its way through his body. He roars with pain and desperately looks for an antidote, knocking over vials, beakers, and papers. The sound of shattering glass and splattering fluids fills the night's grim air as the tiny monster whines, yelps and curls into a corner.]
Ggh... hrrg...!! Wh-What's... happening?! This--Aahhh!! I-It's not... I need--!!
[He collapses into a dark corner of his laboratory, and silence reigns. The only sound that can be heard is the whimpering of the little monster, scratching frantically at the wall behind it. It knew something was there with it. Coming closer... Its yelps and squeals become howls and screams as a heavy breathing flows into the mix.
The howls stop.
...
. . .
Thud.]
Hahahaa....
[Ooc: HAPPY HALLOWEEN, PEOPLES! 83 Have a vampire!Dist. He's going to be prowling around the city, looking for some noms. Anyone wanna have some fun with this guy, dohoho~?
Things to Note:
- Dist DOES know something is wrong with him, that he's dangerous to people, and will give fair warning to some people before attacking them, but his control will be in little bursts here and there.
- Dist's abilities are HIGHLY increased. This means speed, strength, endurance, defense, and magic will all be a LOT stronger than normal.
- Dist needs blood, obviously. And nothing is safe. If you want him to bite you please include the tag BAIT as the comment title. If you merely want him to target your character but not bite them, please include the TARGET title.
- THREADJACKING IS ALLOWED, AND EVEN ENCOURAGED! Have people come to the rescue!
- Dist cannot die. But he CAN BE HURT. Fire and Light artes do a very heavy toll on him. Magic in general is pretty effective, but he's completely immune to Dark, and will laugh at you if you use it on him. :|b
- He's going to turn back on Sunday night. He'll have gained some kind of control to return to his lab and inject the antidote into himself on that day.
If this isn't okay with the mods, I'll take it down. Have fun, guys! &hearts]
The researcher removes a vial from a tray, the murky red liquid sloshing thickly. Reaching for a syringe, he fills it with the solution and approaches his examination table, pushing up his rounded glasses. The moonlight shines off them, giving his already manic appearance a bit extra. Mad scientist? No, no, no... We much prefer evil genius.
Upon the examination table is a monster, probably unconscious from some sort of drug. Dist examines the small canine-like beast, checking its vital signs.]
Mm... Everything seems stable. Now, to add the drug. This should increase its overall physical abilities as well as slow the metabolism dramatically. [He smirks, eyes lighting up wickedly.] If this proves successful...
[But since when does anything ever go according to plan? Fate is an enemy of the God-General. As he reaches to inject the sleeping hound, the drug keeping it asleep wears off. Frantic, the beast howl and kicks its legs, knocking Dist's hand and the syringe away. Cursing, he reaches to grab the monster, but feels a hot, burning pain in his leg. Wincing, he looks down, and sees the needle pumping his unholy concoction right into his thigh. He removes it instantly, knocking it away as a burning, searing fire blazes its way through his body. He roars with pain and desperately looks for an antidote, knocking over vials, beakers, and papers. The sound of shattering glass and splattering fluids fills the night's grim air as the tiny monster whines, yelps and curls into a corner.]
Ggh... hrrg...!! Wh-What's... happening?! This--Aahhh!! I-It's not... I need--!!
[He collapses into a dark corner of his laboratory, and silence reigns. The only sound that can be heard is the whimpering of the little monster, scratching frantically at the wall behind it. It knew something was there with it. Coming closer... Its yelps and squeals become howls and screams as a heavy breathing flows into the mix.
The howls stop.
...
. . .
Thud.]
Hahahaa....
[Ooc: HAPPY HALLOWEEN, PEOPLES! 83 Have a vampire!Dist. He's going to be prowling around the city, looking for some noms. Anyone wanna have some fun with this guy, dohoho~?
Things to Note:
- Dist DOES know something is wrong with him, that he's dangerous to people, and will give fair warning to some people before attacking them, but his control will be in little bursts here and there.
- Dist's abilities are HIGHLY increased. This means speed, strength, endurance, defense, and magic will all be a LOT stronger than normal.
- Dist needs blood, obviously. And nothing is safe. If you want him to bite you please include the tag BAIT as the comment title. If you merely want him to target your character but not bite them, please include the TARGET title.
- THREADJACKING IS ALLOWED, AND EVEN ENCOURAGED! Have people come to the rescue!
- Dist cannot die. But he CAN BE HURT. Fire and Light artes do a very heavy toll on him. Magic in general is pretty effective, but he's completely immune to Dark, and will laugh at you if you use it on him. :|b
- He's going to turn back on Sunday night. He'll have gained some kind of control to return to his lab and inject the antidote into himself on that day.
If this isn't okay with the mods, I'll take it down. Have fun, guys! &hearts]
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I... I was doing an experiment. Jade--She's here. [You know who he's talking about, Colonel, the way he said it made it all too obvious.] But... She-She always looks so sick! I-I... I couldn't lose her again, Jade.
I--Miscalculated. The serum I produced was intended to slow the metabolism to where aging would virtually cease. And the body would be enhanced both physically and arte-wise. I... never meant for this to happen. I never wanted to...
[His voice trails off as he utters a shaky gasp. Dist cards a few fingers through the soldier's hair absently, to relax himself. He really needed this contact. It was.. grounding. Keeping him sane and not bloodthirsty. His breathing might begin to slow as well, as he calms down. Thank you, Jade... Thank you.]
[Ooc: ;__; I love your Jaaaaaade. Guh. He makes me wanna ship it and I usually don't. The thing I love the most is that you're still keeping him so in-character even now. I... I am floored. You've got skill. And I totally adore you for it. ♥♥♥]
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He listened to his story and held him tight. Being a soldier, a doctor, and many things, his odd jobs gave him a level of gentleness that remains steady and calm.]
I'm well aware she's here, Saphir. I saw her at the chess game.
[It's funny how his own death gave Jade a significant understanding of the other man's feelings. He didn't mock him or said a sarcastic word.]
You made a mistake. The best thing to do when you made a mistake is to correct it. For the professor's sake, I wanted to know if you need my help?
[OOC: Gah, sorry, need to rewrite my reply again, so it flows better.]
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I... I attacked her too. Jade, I--
[He swallows hard and holds Jade tighter as he suppresses the seething evil inside him again. Panting hard, the fontechnician's grip on the man lessens. This wasn't easy.]
Y...Yes. I think I'm going to need your help. Th-There... should be a... Antidote. My lab. Please, h-hurry, Jade. I-I don't--Can't control it... much longer...
[Ooc: 8D Eee!! I didn't know you played Nebby, too! Fff I love her soso much, buh. ♥♥♥]
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[Jade made a mental note to check on the Professor as well, but Saphir is the first priority. It would be cruel to force him to walk and giving Saphir some blood to temporarly sustain him might drive him crazy. Without wasting any time, in one swift motion, he carried Saphir into his arms and carried him like a bride through the streets. Saphir isn't heavy at all, he's a lightweight.]
Where's your lab? [Give him some directions?]