eleventh pact ❖ {my apocalypse}

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[Emil (or is it?) appears on the Plane suddenly and without warning, surrounded by four big black wolves. They all have shreds of cloth in their mouths, and Emil's sawlike sword is covered in blood. If he's aware of his surroundings, he doesn't... seem like it.

In fact, he seems anything but lucid.]

I'll kill them I'll kill them I'll kill them I'll kill them kill them kill them kill them KILL THEM kill them kill them kill them kill them kill them kill them I'll kill them I'll kill EVERYTHING because no one NO ONE deserves to live. YOU. You betrayed me. Filthy, worthless humans! Humans, half-elves, all of you are KILLING THIS PLANET like you killed my tree and I'll make you PAY for hurting me. They hurt me. They HURT ME.

[And then, just as suddenly, he's cringing.]

It hurts it hurts everything hurts she's dead I'm dead I'm not alive I'm dying I'm dying I'm dying nothing is worth it everything is ending MAKE IT STOP!

[Suddenly, he gains a seething black aura that can be seen as much as felt-- pure power, hatred, and darkness. Oh, the darkness. It's his native element and it's expressed as much now as ever.]

[ooc: PLEASE READ THE FOLLOWING. People who comment to this post have a HIGH RISK of being hurt and/or killed. EMIL HAS LOST HIS MARBLES BECAUSE OF CRANE.

Damage Control: How much do you want your character beat up? Please leave me an OOC note in your tag. I can accommodate. However, if you decide to have your character killed, please fill out this form and have it approved BEFORE it happens.

Emil should be able to survive this encounter, seeing as he's a huge godmod (and some plot stuff needs to go down) so I'd rather not kill him off here. Revenge can come later. You can ping me on AIM as heroic BSOD if you want to talk things over.

Happy holiday massacre, guys!]

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[kirk-it.livejournal.com]

[Well, isn't that just great. Jim looks up at him, but not so much with the focused. Blood loss is great, it really is.]

What do you want?

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[His voice is flat, calm.] I want it all to end. Right— NOW!

[He lifts his sword, twirls it, then stabs-- right into a nearby galaxy. And slowly, he slides down to his knees.]

Marta... I-I'm so sorry...

[It sounds like someone's trapped in there. He sobs quietly, grieving for a body only he can see.

JESUS CHRIST HE'S CRAZY.]

[ooc: Roxas from the first thread doesn't mind saving Kirk, if you don't have any ideas?]

[kirk-it.livejournal.com]

[EXTREMELY, YES. But maybe she can use that to her advantage! Since he's crying now instead of trying to kill her.

...In a minute. Once she's had a second to just stay still and breathe for a minute.]

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

[ Suddenly! A kid with a giant key (http://i44.tinypic.com/qo999e.png) in hand runs up, stepping between Kirk and Emil. Hoping that the crazy one hasn't noticed his presence yet, he raises his mockery of a sword into the air— ]

Heal!

[ —and bell-flowers (http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/kingdomhearts/images/d/dd/DonaldCure.png) appear over his and Kirk's heads, jingling softly and bestowing powerful healing magic on them. ]

[kirk-it.livejournal.com]

[...Well, that's extremely new. Jim gets the feeling Bones would yell, a lot, about healing bell-flowers and things, but if they work then she won't complain.

Not that she's particularly thinking they'll work, but she's also all for pleasant surprises.]

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[hjfkdsf what is that noise. IT'S AN ARTE. Emil snaps to attention, eyes on Roxas. Now's your chance to run, Jimmy.]

Who do you think you are?! [He yanks his sword out of the ground.] I'll kill you. I'll KILL you!

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

[ The Cure should be enough to heal the deeper wounds a good amount and definitely all the superficial — if she feels a little woozy and sore, well, just be glad she isn't bleeding to death anymore.

Roxas is glowing juuust a bit while his clothes collect more magic. All he can do right now is melee Emil into submission. ]

No way! Emil, you need to snap out of it!

[kirk-it.livejournal.com]

[She stumbles to her feet, but Jim isn't the running away type. At least, not when she can make a break for the phaser instead, because stunning people has a way of making them unconscious and no longer a threat - she's also not the leave her rescuer to the wolves type (however ironic and no longer appropriate that metaphor is).

Bones would also yell about this. It's a lifestyle.]

[pactum.livejournal.com]

I'm not EMIL! [Go for it, Kirk. Roxas can handle the crazy steak knife wielding demon for now. Speaking of which, he's slashing wildly at Roxas' chest.]

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

[ Of course he can. Roxas blocks most of the hits, waiting until Emil's combo is over before rushing through to start his own. ]

You are!

[kirk-it.livejournal.com]

[Hey, distractions are good. They give her time to grab her phaser and wait for a clear shot.

Might take a few moments, but once she has it, she's taking it. 'sup.]

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[Clang clang clang. Emil blocks and slides back-- right into the path of the phaser.

He doesn't even have a chance to yell before he goes down.]

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

[ Roxas jumps back as the phaser beam rushes past, then whirls around to Kirk when Emil crumples. ]

What'd you do?!

[kirk-it.livejournal.com]

[Now that the immediate threat's taken care of, Jim's just going to sit down. Because the wooziness and the soreness and etc.? You weren't kidding about that.]

He's just stunned. Like the wolves.

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

Stunned...? Like with a Holy spell? [ He glances to Emil once more, then turns to Kirk for now. He kneels down and begins digging around in his pockets. ] You okay?

[kirk-it.livejournal.com]

Just stunned. He'll wake up in a couple hours, give or take. [She gingerly tears off the sleeve of the arm that was first (and worst) damaged to have a look at the bite - not that it does much good, given that the area is still covered in blood. And hi, the dislocated (or nearly, she's not a doctor and can't be sure) shoulder isn't really 100% yet.]

I'm fine.

[Admittedly, she'd say that even if she was still in danger of bleeding to death. She glances at him.] You?

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

[ He looks at the remnants of the wounds, and then utters a soft "ah!" when he pulls a Potion bottle (http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/kingdomhearts/images/c/c3/Potion.jpg) out of his pocket — cute jingling noise and all. ]

Here, try this. [ At her question, he grins. ] I'm fine. Been through a lot worse than that.

[kirk-it.livejournal.com]

I can't say that was completely new to me, either.

[She accepts it, but doesn't do anything with it yet. She knows better than that. (Most of the time.)] -What is it?

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah?

It's a Potion. It'll heal you. [ Because his MP bar is STILL RECHARGING >| ]

[kirk-it.livejournal.com]

[Eyeing it a little dubiously.] How?

[Forgive her, she's used to technology, not magic.]

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

You drink it?

[kirk-it.livejournal.com]

What's it made of?

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

Uh... I'm not exactly sure, actually. But it works, trust me.

[kirk-it.livejournal.com]

[...What the hell, he already saved her life and apparently did something to make her stop bleeding, so.

Down the hatch.]

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

[ Adding the Potion on to the Cure spell should just about put Kirk back at full health. A potent combination! Also, the little star in the bottle is like a gummi bear and delicious, for your information. ]

See?