realityshifted | eleventh pact ❖ {my apocalypse}

[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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...Yeah, I had to stun you to get you up here, but I flew. I figure up here, those wolves won't bother me, and no one else is going to try and come along and start a fight. I assumed you'd wake up still pissed, though.

C... can I get down now? Please? I'm really sorry, sir.

Yeah, no problem. That's why I hung around. But don't bother with "sir." Name's Booster Gold.

{I don't know how to describe this without it being awkward so let's just say they get down :|b}

But anyways, what's your name? This is the second time I've met you, but I still don't know it.

[He dusts himself off and tries not to look at the dried blood on his hands.]

E-Emil. [gulp] W... what are you going to do to Mr. Crane?

There's only so much that I can do. I can beat the crap out of him, but it won't do much to stop him. I'm...trying to figure out what to do about the Arkham inmates we have here with Peej, but it's hard to enforce much of anything here.

Maybe you should talk to him first. I'm sure there's an explanation. Until you have proof, you shouldn't go around accusing people of things.

I was... messed up before I met him.

Multiple personalities or not, I know what Scarecrow is capable of and what he's done in the past. Manipulating a kid into a murderous rampage isn't exactly atypical.

[Emil steadies himself.] ... I want to talk to him.

You really shouldn't, ki--Emil. I have no idea what the two of you talked about, and hell, for all I know, he might have given some good advice. But he's dangerous. He's an inmate in an asylum and has murdered plenty of people and probably driven even more insane.

Even if he did, I want to face him. I want to hear his side of the story. If not, I'll... I'll always be scared of him. Of what he supposedly did to me.

...Just...be careful. I'd say that I could hang around when you confront him, but it's hard to coordinate anything here. Just trust me on this. He's dangerous.

[He nods.] I won't do it alone, just in case.

...Well, if you see a tall girl with blond hair and a great rack---well, don't mention that last part. But she can help you out too. Her name is Power Girl.

[B-B-BLUSH OMG]

O... okay...

{Laughs}

Well, she does! If you see her, you'll know it's her right away because of that. But don't mention it, or she'll sock you for it. Trust me, I know.

Girls are always concerned about their... um... chests.

I hope Marta's okay...

{Well, they're at the bar, so Booster gets Emil a glass of water}

Just drink a glass of water before you go home and check. Those stun blasts can give people headaches sometimes, so some water should help.

[Emil slams it back like a shot.]

T... thank you. For stopping me. I really owe you.

{This kid is ~~Boosterific~~ I CAN'T SAY IT, so Booster approved!}

Nah, don't worry about it.

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