20 October 2008 @ 06:52 pm
 
[Cy appears, hissing and spitting at something that isn't there. It's a shade, a shadow, and then it moves and looks like a faint gray twist of something, a fragment of some whole, a mirrored eye shining in the dark.

The reek of ammonia, rotting meat and mud fills the air around it, heaving in and out like breaths from a rotting carcass.]

Cy.

[It's voice is crooning, almost loving. She hisses furiously, fluffed up to nearly twice her size.]


Don't go ringin' that dingadong bell, that's my chimer, poisonponce.

Cyyyyypher.

[It rolls in a circle around her, the movement of its smell the only real clue to its change in position. It laughs and it sounds like rust on a swinging gate.]

Cy Cy Cyyyyypher...



[SO. Uh. Cy has brought a vagus to the Plane. The Time Lords and others who can sense such things will be able to tell that it's, basically, a moment in life or an experience that got broken away from the Wild Roads when the roads changed course (they do that on occasion--some fading out, others shifting to follow the journeys of cats in a changing landscape) and now exists as its own entity. It is, essentially, a lost bit of time. It has no conscious will, and exists only to perpetuate its experience--that is to say, a memory of the hunt will hunt, a memory of the kill will kill, and presumably a memory of a nap will nap, but a vagus so benign has never been mentioned. XD

SO ANYWAY, long story short, this thing can do damage, too--this particular vagus is a memory of cornering and killing prey, and the damage it can do is directly related to the memory it's spawned from. Have fun~]
 
 
20 October 2008 @ 08:26 pm
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[Bai appears sitting on a rock and staring off into space, her chin is in her hands and she occasionally mutters absently to herself] Will that...? No...

[Frown] This is quite the problem, I never quite expected to deal with such creatures... It requires a lot more thought then other such things.

[Makes a hm-ing sound and rises off the rock, brushing down her skirts] I can hardly go to battle with elves without a good plan.
 
 
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20 October 2008 @ 09:49 pm
[Ikki pops onto the Plane looking like he just got chucked out of a ramen factory. In fact, that's what he's covered in. From head to toe, what should be a nice suit and shirt combo is ruined by noodles and various bits of uzumaki. It smells good and it's still fresh, though Ikki is beyond eating it off himself, and more intrigued that someone else beat him to it.

He stares at his hands with a brand of morbid fascination, which, unlike the rest of him, have been licked clean.]


He fucking licked me. What the fuck.

[ooc: Ikki met a Contractor. And lived!]
 
 
20 October 2008 @ 11:42 pm
[She appears on the Plane in human form near the Astral Kitchen with a thoughtful look on her face.]

Now, I should be able to tell from scent, yes? Let me see...wheat, oil, to-may-toes and cheese. [She sniffs the air.] Now wheat would be here, I think. [Takes out a bag of flour and sniffs at it.] Very strange, but I think it will do.

[This goes on for a bit as she gathers ingredients that anyone passing with any cooking sense will notice are definitely the wrong ingredients for making pizza. Once everything is gathered on the counter she puts her hands on her hips.]

Hm...now I wonder how they all go together. But I suppose I should find the oven first...

[Looks around until she spots the oven.] Is this an oven? How strange! Well, I suppose it will do. Where do I light the fire, then? Or, I suppose this is that new technology or something. Maybe it is electric? Oh! There's a button here...

[After a few moments she thinks she has it figured and turns the oven on. To 500.]

[Then she goes about mixing the ingredients together--all of them. Whole tomatoes go into a bowl with flour, plenty of oil, a brick of cheese, some tea leaves, an egg, some sugar, corn meal, some rice, and pretty much every herb and spice from the spice rack.]


I think that will about do it! And it was round, wasn't it? So maybe a round pan...

[Gets a round cake pan out of a cabinet, pours the entire mess into it and puts it into the oven.]

And I suppose this technology will just make it turn into pizza, yes?

[A few minutes go by, then something catches fire in the oven and there are several popping sounds as the tomatoes explode.]

Oh no! Something went wrong! Ah, water, I need water...