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 Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 1:59 pm
It didn't take long for West to reach the two other boils on his team. He heard something whisper 'home' but didn't see much more than a slightly thicker cloud of air to indicate that there had ever been an a**-spanking fog monster in the vicinity. If he had known all that, he might have been more apprehensive about the situation.
"Uh, what's..." All of a sudden he noticed that Bul was in his costume, the stupid team costume that West had disapproved of intensely. The demon looked down to see that... he was too. How had that happened?
A loud whirring caught West's attention and he turned to look at the drill that was breaking up the world around them. There were two figures approaching as well. Surely they knew what was going on, considering that they were the only two beings here who weren't on Team BOSS.
"B'right back," he muttered, taking off before the boils could stop him. "Hey!" West shouted, now a good distance away from both his companions and these newcomers. "What's all this? Where's the trial?" West hadn't been present for the fighting and assumed this was all some sort of illusion. He might have just cost them their tender little faces.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 4:43 pm
Bul had caught sight of West making his way closer to the two of them, Levi had to be somewhere nearby but the adrenaline already pumping through the half beast's blood kept him from freaking out any. Freaking out that is... until West turned tail from them and started to approach the two suspicious figures.
"WAIT!!
WEST NO!" Bul shrieked angrily but it was too late. He'd already caught their attention (and no doubt Bul's screaming would have given them away anyhow.) Before he could even begin to defend himself though they were each shot with enough electricity to put out a rabid deathcharger. When he awoke... he was in a familiar place. Slowly pushing himself off the ground, Bul did a sort of headcount for his teammates and when his eyes crossed West he leered. "You seriously went to them?" Bul hissed, trying not to sound too scolding. West was NOT the guy he wanted against him, ESPECIALLY NOT HERE. But the half beast did learn from the experiences in the past. Mysterious figures were always against them. Anyone on the side of Halloween were quick to reveal themselves and for good reason (of not getting the living s**t whomped out of them by a bunch of socially frustrated Amitville students.).
Soon the voice of one of the hunters rung in his ear rather excessively loud and the boil hunched over until they stopped only to look at his teammates then back out of the glass. The monster started to pace, his tail dragging along the floor which was highly uncharacteristic for him. Was he going for menacing? Really he wasn't sure but he did know ONE thing.
They didn't have Riley or Mei.
He could feel his spines rapidly smacking one another with each lumbering step. There was something too fishy about this day... about what attacked him. Having experienced awful dreams before, SEVERAL awful dreams in nearly real-time, in fact one quite similar to this, Bul was growing numb.. desensitized to the whole anti-fantasy (and to some an actual subconscious fantasy) of being toys to hunters. Nope, if anything Bul was giving a look to the "humans" outside his temporary fishbowl that was simply unreadable.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 5:30 pm
He realized his mistake way too late and turned from the Hunters just in time to catch a net to the back. An electrified, painful net. A net that not only effectively captured him, but dragged him into unconsciousness.
West awoke with a groan, peeling his face up off of the cold floor and glaring back at Bul as he sat up. "Yeah, won't'appen again," he replied, running a hand across the back of his neck. He didn't remember those nets leaving him so... creaky. Maybe he was getting old.
"So, what're we doin' now?" he asked, trying to keep his voice low enough so only his teammates could hear. He had no idea what a Halloween Refugee Base was or why he would be a part of one, but he had a feeling answering incorrectly in this situation would be just as bad as not answering at all. Considering how he had been the one to get them into this mess, he could reluctantly see that it would probably be better to see what everyone else wanted before he started shouting angrily.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 5:36 pm
"Shut up bul, i'm sleeping, come back to bed" the pup said in a grumble, flopping over and hlding his ears from the loud noise of West, and Bul. for some reason Levi was ginormous and had a fork and knife in hand and the three of them were rolled up in bacon.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
The pup this time, did wake up from the nightmare, up on his feet in a flash and his ears were alert and heart was racing from the horrible vision. "Wha, where's giant Levi?" Demi asked curiously finally taking a look around at their surroundings, or lack thereof and finally faced the half beast. "Wheres everything?"
....... "And why does my a** hurt?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 6:06 pm
Checking back on West Bul gave him an unsure smile, then noticed Demi collecting consciousnesses. The half beast strode towards the hellhound, but not without stopping beside West and murmuring quietly. "I'd imagine we tell em what they wanna hear?" With that he offered a minor shrug before stepping over to Demi and narrowing his eyes.
"When we're out of here we gotta talk about that..." Bul sighed embarrassingly. "But somethings up today. This doesn't feel like what I'd imagine a trial to be," Bul said offering an arm to help get Demi up.
In the meantime though, his spiny tail came clear around from behind and smashed into the back of the hellhound's head.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 6:32 pm
holy s**t what
West practically jumped to his feet in response to Demi's shout. He grit his teeth and spat out, "'Cause it knows I'm gonna kick you innitinna minute!" as he looked around at their captors with undisguised hatred. Think. Think. He needed to remain relatively calm. If this was Death's trial, they had to at least make an attempt to do well.
"Nope," he agreed, his voice still low. "Doesn't feel like one at'all." He should have guessed the War Horsemen would throw the best party. It was all well and good to try telling these Hunters what they wanted to hear, but West really had no idea what that was. He crossed his arms and tried to back against a wall before realizing that they were all transparent.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 10:14 pm
 Oh, Levi was there. She was just asleep the whole time through all the things. How does one sleep through shattering blasts and nets dealing agonizing pain? ~It's a mystery~ She also was known to kick, toss, tear and turn in her sleep. The behind of a certain hellhound may have gotten a few kicks in the rump prior to capture.
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 12:46 am
As much as damien wanted to taunt West back and ridicule his love for "man pink" the thwapp from Bul caught him off guard and pitched him forward with a yelp.
And in turn got hit by a net from the two that West talked to.
Way to go west. If there is a chance to get out of this alive, he was sure to scowl at him and kick the demon in the chin. If there was anything to come back to with the way the world was going.
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 1:24 pm
Bul turned away from Demi to also check up on Levi. He knelt over and gently pushed her tail once or twice. "Guy's if we're gonna get back to that stuff we were doing we gotta answer the hunters and tell them what they're asking for-" Sarcasms. All the sarcasms.
"We're from the uh-" Bul reached up and winced a little, pretending to still feel the effects of the nets as a diversion till he, or anyone, came up with a good answer. Would Amityville even work? How much truth should they actually give away anyway? And why were the hunters so different this time around? They were rather nonchalant.. like this was a common occurrence. Arrogant as always, but rehearsed flawlessly.
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 3:57 pm
Having already noted that the tatzel was breathing, West didn't dwell on why she might still be lying there. Well, he did dwell on it a bit, but he tried extra hard to look like he was doing anything but that. His arms fell back to his sides and he strolled up to the glass as casually as he could manage. There wasn't even any stomping.
"Gamma twelve two thousand," he drawled. "We're from there. 'N we'd like t'go back." He looked at the watch he wasn't wearing, his arm encased in odd plasticky leather instead. "Got things t'do."
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Smerdle rolled 1 100-sided dice:
47
Total: 47 (1-100)
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 4:27 pm
(( hello there i'm rolling for death pls stand by for edit ))
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Pepzilla rolled 1 100-sided dice:
30
Total: 30 (1-100)
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 4:54 pm
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nekoluch rolled 1 100-sided dice:
56
Total: 56 (1-100)
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 5:30 pm
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Bloodlust Dante rolled 1 100-sided dice:
85
Total: 85 (1-100)
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 6:06 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2012 10:06 pm
"I don't love you! I don't love you!"
"I don't love you! How could you let them take her?!"
"Hold her still!"
"How could you let them take her?!"
The voices rolled backwards like rewinding film. Dread built up pulled away with strength far too much for him. Little tendrils of memory, of sound, sight, and smell tore off the surface of Bul's skin. The movement was overwhelming- that laying in bed and still feeling the rock of a ship making great bobs through the water that at times becomes too much like vertigo. Vertigo really was bearable compared to this.. whatever it was. The reel stopped at falling; him, Demi, Bea, Willow, and Cady all falling into the cages- --
To be first.
"D---DEMI!!!! LEVVV-AAAHHH!!" Bul felt himself shrieking before his head met the ground in the glass container.
--
"Hold her still!"
"WAIT." Bul found the strength to speak in a nightmare he'd no voice in before. Everything seemed to have fast-forwarded again to where he stood in his crowded cage, the other captured students brooding and sobbing weakly in their own prisons. Riley had been taken first, for reasons unknown and Bul had previously stood by letting it happen, watching in absolute terror as the event played out. This time however, was different. "You want me. You don't want her. Trust me. Pick me-" he pleaded with the darkest figure who smirked almost immediately upon being addressed.
"We don't want her huh? What makes you so sure of that? She's the president you know.." Caelius sneered. "She's an Illithid and a very powerful one at that. No doubt she'd survive the conversion. But you? Aren't you just arrogant."
Bul was out of his cage again, this time face to face with the hunter who had him by the throat of his own human hand. All of the dream was becoming flashy, impossible to determine what had happened. There was a horrid loud noise in his ears that buzzed louder than possibly imaginable. Was Mei screaming? He could not even tell it was out of his control...
--
Having gotten him into the container was an applauding feat, especially if he'd been awake as it happened. Unfortunately for the monster boil there was no transitions from the confinement to this new, cramped enclosure so much like the horrible return to that nightmare. Bul's eyes fluttered open slowly to a wait that would last an eternity. Murmurs outside.. were they hunter? Friends? No, it couldn't be, they were separated completely, one by one.
Wait we told... them...
Bul shut his eyes to ease the dizziness and when he tried to balance himself against the glass he felt that terrible shock coarse through his body and straight out of his spines.
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"Maybe- I'm- Arrogant-" Bul practically choked. "I- don't-- care." His tail lashed out of his struggle to breathe in the hunter's grasp. "But- I will tell you this- you can take me and make me- what you want to..." The darkness began to creep slowly around them. "And you can- try to take- all of us-" he hissed, before feeling a smile creep across his face.
"But there- will always be-
FEAR-
You'll never- get rid of it- it will always loom over your shoulder-
it will keep you- up at night- it may not be a bump in the dark- but you'll always have it- around very corner-"
Some words from a boil who knew so very little about the world he lived in. Some words from a boil who knew not that Caelius and the hunters had now vanished, engulfed in the darkness of his shutting eyes.
"So you make her- into a weapon- and you'll face FEAR- the likes of which you have NEVER experienced before-"
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As the electricity receded Bul stumbled backwards... cackling? He just could not stop laughing. The bright light at the center of the cylinder pulsated wildly. Above him the 'sky' split open and reached down to seize his body. Every last hair, every last spine, every outer sensory was literally obliterated in a flash. Bul's body deconstructed and lurched violently as it molded a new shape, no telling which direction what went. His true colors, his natural form oozed it's way in and out of reality until something decided to stay... and then another... and soon his figure was an abstract arrangement of fear that eventually settled into something so beautifully wretched... and POWERFUL.
No words could ever describe what the half beast experienced. Even as a subject of FEAR, Bul still could not find the vernacular that fit what he'd become. Everything felt like it had cracked, every last itch, every last burn, wound, everything had been eradicated. He was now a byproduct of FEAR in nearly flawless form... and he thirsted for it.
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"You will NEVER get rid of FEAR.
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And as he remained there, now unsure of what entirely had happened he knew one thing. From where he 'stood' nothing was significant... all he desired in this 'new world' was FEAR, that fantastic, wonderful, delicious, irreplaceable, everlasting FEAR.
Oh how it beaconed~
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