{{Heh. Sorry for the long wait... I kind of dropped out of RPing for a while. ^^U Back now, for the most part, I think.... doesn't that sound confident? XD}}
Something was changing.
Medusa couldn't stop her eyes from widening - her expression cracking in disbelief - as her snakes were practically evaporated into thin air at just a touch. Her frame tensed as Crona's final words landed on her ears, the pink haired meister slowly making her way towards the snake witch... even as the ground beneath Medusa began to crumble. She could feel the heat of flames hiss through the cracks as they opened and, quickly, she jumped backwards a few times. For the first time since she had been her, anger was written over the witch's features... as well as a trace of fear.
How could that brat control her mind THAT much?! She barely HAD a mind anymore! Medusa had BROKEN it! Things just don't rebuild! YOU CAN'T CREATE SOMETHING FROM [b]NOTHING[/b].
Even as she retreated backwards jumping, her arms began to move in fluid, repetitive motions as a deathly familiar chant rose from her throat: "Nake snake cobra cobabara... nake snake cobra cobabara..." Her tail struck solidly into the ground as vector arrows streamed around her and, eyes narrowing coldly, she threw her arms outwards, yelling, "VECTOR ARROW!" The black magic shot forward like blades - eager to shred whatever happen to be in their path - then... a quarter of them split off to the side and streamed straight at Kid. The Shinigami's eyes widened as he rose his arms solidly in front of him - palm out - to deflect the arrows... but Kid already knew this wasn't what it looked like. This wasn't Medusa splitting HER attention... this was Medusa trying to split Chrona's. Not necessarily with the attack itself... but with its effect that - upon his transparent presence in this place - tore at him much deeper than it would have otherwise. Coming from one who radiated madness in the same manner as a Kishin, the claws of Medusa's magic and presence dug fresh wounds into the recess of Kid's mind - insanity bubbling to the surface as sweet nothingness purred in his ears. The insanity he had been infected with by the Great Old One whispered at him as Medusa's arrows pelted themselves against his small barrier... and it was really all he could do to ignore it. His eye was twitching as he glared into the battle - familiar black lines beginning to crawl up his chin. "You will not win in this place, Snake W-Witch!" His stance shivered as his own desires of oblivion brushed against his counsciousness. "You will /not/ break Chrona... and you will /not/ taint me!" But he had already been tainted... hadn't he?
In the real world, Stein cursed at the newest bump in the road even as blood and sweat continued to run down his flesh. Not only were Chrona and Ragnarok even more fused than he had originally thought, but he also KNEW he wasn't hallucinating those black lines beginning to crawl up the teen Shinigami's chin. He was nearing the end of his rope and they were running out of time. It was time to get a bit reckless - hell, everyone else seemed to be doing it, so why couldn't he jump on the bandwagon~? Actually, he knew why he shouldn't, he just didn't care anymore. Even without Medusa there, he was still fighting back his madness - his desire to dissect and tear apart, to find out what makes something TICK - so his newest plan of action could only really be described as absurdly moronic. However, he didn't see another choice. He had to separate these souls, or else everything was for nothing. "Kim, Blair... whatever you do... do NOT interfere. If things turn the wrong way, get the Shinigami. He'll be able to... handle it." 'Handle it' meaning kill whoever cracked before they hurt someone else. Not even waiting for a response, Stein closed his eyes... and willed his soul - his 'soul self' as it were - to reach out and enter Ragnarok's mind using the same connection Chrona had used to stumbled in
Don't worry about it~ You're not the only one who has had... issues. I haven't been rping much but I'd like to start ours back again. I'll respond asap~
"Oh, don't worry Crona, really!! And it's great to hear that you've been getting a break from Ragnarok more!" -She smiled back at him-"As for how I've been...I'm doing good, I've just been trying to perfect my Soul Perception abilities...Nothing too exciting" ^^"
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Spooookkkyyy~~~
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Anywho, I saw your drawings cause I clicked "Stalk Me"
((//seeing as how I would click that))
That's not fair.
You're like, and uber goddess of drawing.
D8< ;;
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{{Heh. Sorry for the long wait... I kind of dropped out of RPing for a while. ^^U Back now, for the most part, I think.... doesn't that sound confident? XD}}
Something was changing.
Medusa couldn't stop her eyes from widening - her expression cracking in disbelief - as her snakes were practically evaporated into thin air at just a touch. Her frame tensed as Crona's final words landed on her ears, the pink haired meister slowly making her way towards the snake witch... even as the ground beneath Medusa began to crumble. She could feel the heat of flames hiss through the cracks as they opened and, quickly, she jumped backwards a few times. For the first time since she had been her, anger was written over the witch's features... as well as a trace of fear.
How could that brat control her mind THAT much?! She barely HAD a mind anymore! Medusa had BROKEN it! Things just don't rebuild! YOU CAN'T CREATE SOMETHING FROM [b]NOTHING[/b].
Even as she retreated backwards jumping, her arms began to move in fluid, repetitive motions as a deathly familiar chant rose from her throat: "Nake snake cobra cobabara... nake snake cobra cobabara..." Her tail struck solidly into the ground as vector arrows streamed around her and, eyes narrowing coldly, she threw her arms outwards, yelling, "VECTOR ARROW!" The black magic shot forward like blades - eager to shred whatever happen to be in their path - then... a quarter of them split off to the side and streamed straight at Kid. The Shinigami's eyes widened as he rose his arms solidly in front of him - palm out - to deflect the arrows... but Kid already knew this wasn't what it looked like. This wasn't Medusa splitting HER attention... this was Medusa trying to split Chrona's. Not necessarily with the attack itself... but with its effect that - upon his transparent presence in this place - tore at him much deeper than it would have otherwise. Coming from one who radiated madness in the same manner as a Kishin, the claws of Medusa's magic and presence dug fresh wounds into the recess of Kid's mind - insanity bubbling to the surface as sweet nothingness purred in his ears. The insanity he had been infected with by the Great Old One whispered at him as Medusa's arrows pelted themselves against his small barrier... and it was really all he could do to ignore it. His eye was twitching as he glared into the battle - familiar black lines beginning to crawl up his chin. "You will not win in this place, Snake W-Witch!" His stance shivered as his own desires of oblivion brushed against his counsciousness. "You will /not/ break Chrona... and you will /not/ taint me!" But he had already been tainted... hadn't he?
In the real world, Stein cursed at the newest bump in the road even as blood and sweat continued to run down his flesh. Not only were Chrona and Ragnarok even more fused than he had originally thought, but he also KNEW he wasn't hallucinating those black lines beginning to crawl up the teen Shinigami's chin. He was nearing the end of his rope and they were running out of time. It was time to get a bit reckless - hell, everyone else seemed to be doing it, so why couldn't he jump on the bandwagon~? Actually, he knew why he shouldn't, he just didn't care anymore. Even without Medusa there, he was still fighting back his madness - his desire to dissect and tear apart, to find out what makes something TICK - so his newest plan of action could only really be described as absurdly moronic. However, he didn't see another choice. He had to separate these souls, or else everything was for nothing. "Kim, Blair... whatever you do... do NOT interfere. If things turn the wrong way, get the Shinigami. He'll be able to... handle it." 'Handle it' meaning kill whoever cracked before they hurt someone else. Not even waiting for a response, Stein closed his eyes... and willed his soul - his 'soul self' as it were - to reach out and enter Ragnarok's mind using the same connection Chrona had used to stumbled in
Hey, Hey Darling~
No, worries~<3
And how are you wifey?
Seriously?
D'awww~ :c
Well, I guess then it wat hot over there~
- Blushes and points at your underwear -
So....Tempting~<3
Hello there wifey~<3
- Snuggles -