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!]

Comments

[lamb_of_gold]

I do not know why, but you seemed to have had a fit of rage.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

I hurt someone.

[lamb_of_gold]

Who?

[pactum.livejournal.com]

I don't... remember.

[He winces.]

It hurts...

[lamb_of_gold]

Alright. Don't worry on it for now.

Where does it hurt?

[pactum.livejournal.com]

My head. Everything... I feel like someone reached in there and just...

[lamb_of_gold]

[There's nothing that can really be healed here, but Mu does his best to soothe the aches with his Cosmo.]

Perhaps we should find you somewhere to rest.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

No. Not yet.

[Suddenly he seems very... focused.]

Mu...

[lamb_of_gold]

Yes?

[pactum.livejournal.com]

If I'm not who I said I was... would we still be friends?

[lamb_of_gold]

I don't see why not.

[pactum.livejournal.com]

... Okay. [That satisfies Emil for now. He closes his eyes and snuggles against Mu.]

[lamb_of_gold]

[Mu lets him, one hand behind his head, and the other on his back for security]

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[Mama Mu ;; Gradually Emil goes limp, his fingers brushing the astral 'ground', thoroughly tired out by the affair.]

[lamb_of_gold]

[Mu shifts his own position, and them Emil's so the boy can rest more comfortably. Never once does he completely let go of Emil]

[pactum.livejournal.com]

[It's the calm before the storm. In the morning he's going to have deal with the consequences of what he's done.]

[lamb_of_gold]

[May as well enjoy the calm for now, then. Mu debates taking Emil off the plane, but he hasn't noticed any points of merging yet, so decides against it. Here is as good a place as any.]