tenth pact ❖ {s'blood}

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[A darkly-dressed blond moron stares at one of the high walls of the onsen.]

You think this place can hold me? Think again!

[He immediately begins attacking it with his saw-toothed sword, using moves that would shred any person or living thing. But they seem to bounce right off. More than once, he jumps up and attacks the wall in a flurry of fire, but it still doesn't work.

And Emil grows more frustrated.]

Let me out! LET— ME— OUT!

[He lets out a roar and goes practically feral on the wall, dark aura tangible, punching and kicking and screaming, and then-- a sickeningly red substance emits from his mouth in a scythe that splats against the wall, hissing. Only then does he stop and back off, gasping, blood dripping from his mouth.]

What... the hell... did you do to me?! Show yourselves, you little bastards!!

[ooc: ... He's kind of mad. Um. Beware? LMAO. Red rings and all of that. His also has a black band, for those sensitive to that kind of thing.]

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[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

[...Scarecrow has the oddest feeling he knows what red rings are powered by]

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[THE MOAR YOU KNOW.

Emil stands there, watching the acid drip down the wall.

And then, in a quiet voice:]

... I can feel you.

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

[mildly]

The last time Joker said that to me, I had to ask Harleen over to distract him. It's so hard to picture Emil with a ring fuelled by rage.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[Emil's head snaps in Scarecrow's direction.]

Stop acting like you understand me.

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

What are you doing?

[pactum.livejournal.com]

What the hell does it look like?!

[shatteredqueen.livejournal.com]

It looks like a little boy throwing a fit, actually.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

Shut up!

... you actually did it. dshfklsd

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

E-Emil!? [ THAT WAS KIND OF FREAKY. ]

/PUKES ON

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[Emil's grip on his sword tightens. His eyes lock on Roxas, furious.]

SHUT UP! SHUT THE HELL UP!

[He's /THIS/ close to climbing up the walls.]

EWW TREE GERMS.

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

[ Whoa. ]

H-hey, chill out! We'll figure something out, right? All of us.

SWINE FLUUUU

[pactum.livejournal.com]

Stop being so damn complacent! That's how you DIE.

The only way to get out is to destroy this entire building!

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[S'up Emil. Have some compassion. and an eyebrow raise] Oi, you alright? Well. Obviously not, that's a bit of a stupid question. But I'm not sure attacking the walls is the best solution to your problem.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[Emil does not seem to recognize him, or care. He coughs a bit. Ewww blood.]

Shut up... shut up! It's not like you have any better ideas!!

[charmandsmiles.livejournal.com]

[is concerned by the blood, and digs a handkerchief (along with various other odds and ends) out of his pocket, handing it to him] I've got one idea, actually. How about you calm down a bit? Being angry won't help.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[Emil ignores it.]

The only way to end this is to destroy it. Get out of my way!

[no-wait-gold.livejournal.com]

{Booster to the rescue!
...Sort of}

Woah---Hey are you alright kid? {he must be if he just VOMITED A BLOOD SCYTHE and is still, you know, alive.}

Just chill for a second and we'll talk, alright?

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[BLEARRRGGHHHH]

There's nothing to talk about. Nothing. This entire place just needs to burn! That's the only way they'll let me out. I WON'T BE KEPT HERE.

[no-wait-gold.livejournal.com]

Hey, we're all stuck here, so...Projectile vomit isn't going to fix anything.

[lamb_of_gold]

Emil! Calm down.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

Don't tell me to calm down, idiot! Those bastards won't let me GO!

[lamb_of_gold]

None of us can leave, Emil. There's no point in throwing a tantrum about it.

[Blue Ring effects are go!]

[formervanguard.livejournal.com]

[Well, Marta was on her way to find a kitchen to practice cooking in something to eat, but Emil definitely catches her attention. She rushes over.]

Emil!

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[He spits out some leftover blood. It starts eating a hole through a rock.]

... Marta.

[formervanguard.livejournal.com]

[Her eyes widen considerably at the dissolving rock, and she gives Emil a rather frightened look, though she's trying her best to hide her fear and look more consoling.]

E-Emil, calm down! If... if there's a way out, we'll find it!