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Post by Xemmy on Jun 2, 2015 2:36:39 GMT
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Ruth roared at them again. Her jaw making an unsettling popping noise. When her jaw snaps back into place she shakes her head, eyelids flicking closed for a moment, stopping the goo flow. A large eye in his throat became apparent. It bulged out and scanned the room. It had a blood red iris and yellow sclera.
Before becoming covered again the eye locked on Mikhail. She twitched and cocked her head to the side before dashing forward. She swiped at both of them with razor sharp nails. But her focus seemed a bit off and ditsy. Not being able to see was such a pain.
After the swipes she'll jut her head forward, and try biting at Mikhail with her jaw popped out of place. Her tongue appears to be made out of the same goo as her joints.
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Post by EMILIO & DIABLO on Jun 4, 2015 5:35:12 GMT
 The expression that Emilio scored would normally make him laugh and he'd have gotten super proud of himself for getting that kind of reaction. But he didn't have any time to savor it because the creature roared and it "closed" it's eyes. The goo from her eyes cut off which revealed a creepy red and yellow eye. If Emilio could loose color in his cheeks he totally did. It wasn't scary per se, but it was like he was actually living through one of his darkest nightmares. He had to actually have a fight with this thing? Mikhail was going to go for the joints huh? Maybe Emilio could try to find a way past the black gooey stuff and to the actual eye. Who needs her to blink when you had illusions... that may or may not work on her because she couldn't see... Well, He still needed to decide what that black stuff was. If they could somehow get past it... Within seconds of becoming visible, the eye landed on Mikhail and then closed once again. It was now locked and loaded, but as it came to attack them Emilio dodged and noticed that it's lack of sight was hindering it's performance a bit. It seemed to be clumsy and only know a general idea of where Mikhail might be. However, this thing was not like the lizard monster. She didn't wait to attack, which either meant she wasn't over confident and so she wanted to take them out as soon as possible, or she was over confident and just had anger issues and worked merely on primal instinct. Of course they were Keybladers and this was a heartless. So, deciding to take the chance, Emilio summoned No Name quickly and took the moment of being ignored to attack the doll's face just as she was moving to bite Mikhail. This served two main purposes. Making sure that Emilio did not get eaten by the crazy maniac doll, and secondly because he wanted the creepy lady's attention to be focused on himself. "Why Not?" He asked Mikhail in a response to his answer about the nickname person. |
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Post by mikhail ivanov on Jun 12, 2015 18:39:45 GMT
 ALL THOSE MOMENTS will be lost in time like tears in rain Ruth roared, jaw popping as her mouth gaped wide. SNAP. Mikhail watched in a kind of horrified fascination as Ruth shook her dripping head, eyelids flickering. So. It did blink. It didn't seem possible that this creature could be any more nightmarish than it was now. But Mikhail recoiled as the flow of ooze stopped, revealing a staring, bulging eye fixed in it's throat. Twitching this way and that. Searching them out. Mikhail froze as the great eye fixed on him. Here it comes... Ruth struck fast and wild. Mikhail jumped to the side as her wicked, blade-like nails whistled past him. That eye was closed again: it seemed she couldn't keep it open for long. Fighting blind. As quick and strong as her attacks were, they were a little off the mark. Oathkeeper flashed in Mikhail's hand as the monster lunged toward him, mouth twisting open, dripping, yawning. Fear engulfed him like cold water. In one smooth motion, the keyblader dodged away to the side and aimed a swift stroke at the creatures' arm, swinging hard. He saw Emilio strike at its' head from the corner of his eye. Good. They needed a way to stab at the exposed eye. Needed an opening. With luck, this blow would cut off her arm at the elbow. "Why not?" He was STILL going on about it? Unbelievable. Mikhail shot a frustrated look in Emilio's direction. " I'm BUSY. Just focus on the fight!" MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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Post by Xemmy on Jun 14, 2015 22:22:06 GMT
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Getting smacked in the face seemed to anger Ruth more. She let out a rather loud quick screech after the impact. Before it had a chance to return the favor, Mikhail's attack made contact. The pain radiating from the mostly busted joint. The gooey substance pulling back, receding into her elbow. It all caused the heartless to let out another scream like screech. Almost as if she was a dying animal.
She twitched and shook her arm, in an attempt to lessen the pain. With the goo receded, nothing was really left of her elbow. Her porcelain forearm hit the ground. Unlike a doll, the severed limb flipped and flopped, twitching and shaking. Some of the movements were similar to that of a severed lizard tail. But it also seemed to be trying to get back to the body it used to be attached to.
Black liquid poured out of her hurt elbow. It was much thinner than the ooze that used to pour of her eye sockets. Right now her face was twisted and contorted into a look of pain. Eyes squeezed shut, mouth opened wide, ready to scream. The disgusting eye in her throat, flicked back and forth from the two boys.
Even with her "eyes" closed, ruth lurched forward. Much faster this time then before. She was pissed, so very pissed. And beyond ready to return the favor.
Attacking her face did work, her attention was mostly on Emilio. And when she moved to attack, he was her primary target. Ruth snapped at him, and reached out with her remaining arm. Grasping at his throat.
However, her eye still glanced over at Mikhail every few seconds. She wasn't going to let him out of her sight for long. Even if she wasn't coming for him. Yet.
The disembodied arm started to flop towards Mikhail... Actually, it seemed to be attempting to throw itself at him.
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Post by EMILIO & DIABLO on Jun 15, 2015 8:56:49 GMT
Thank the worlds Mikhail stepped in right after Emilio had landed that blow. The screaming was beginning to give him a headache though. Now that the Doll thing's arm was off Emilio could start on his own plan, since Mikhail was going after the joints. Emilio would go after that eye. He had his own two eyes set on it the moment it opened up and landed on him. Ready to fight the creature he was surprised by her sudden speed. With her eye locked on him she was able to attack and pass his defenses with ease. His heart stopped and skipped several beats as he realized just how much trouble he was actually in. He even tried to lift No Name to stop her from getting any closer but it was absolutely useless. Emilio wasn't a very strong person when it came to brute strength. His skills lay in speed, agility, and intelligence. But Ruth managed to get to him, wrapping her good hand around his throat and squeezing hard. It was inevitable. He panicked. No Name dropped to the ground and vanished in a flash of light as he reached up to where her hand blocked his breathing. He coughed and gasped, struggling to breath. There would be no calling for help or desperate screams. His air was completely cut off. He struggled, pulling at the fingers that dug sharp nails into his throat. He could even feel his feet be pulled off the ground. No no. It couldn't end like this. He couldn't die like this. ► “omg... x3 I'm crying right now. I'm so sorry Emilio.” |
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Post by mikhail ivanov on Jun 15, 2015 9:29:35 GMT
ALL THOSE MOMENTS will be lost in time like tears in rain Mikhail's lip curled in a snarl as Oathkeeper hacked through the oozing joint. Satisfying snap, like a breaking bone. The limb clattered on the floor, twitching and writhing like a snake, as Ruth's scream ripped through the dark. Mikhail didn't give the severed arm a second thought. The monster turned on Emilio, enraged. Mikhail had heard Emilio's blow make contact: now Ruth was lunging towards him, arm outstretched. Snapping forward like a viper. Emilio tried to protect himself. Tried to raise his blade. But within seconds, long claws curled around his throat. Ruth dragged him off his feet as No Name disappeared in a flash. Mikhail could see the panic in his eyes... "Emilio!" Mikhail rushed forward. The front of Ruth's body faced away at a slant, her shoulder turned toward him. The red eye flickered back and forth as Ruth tightened her grip... Jumping high into the air, lunging forward, Mikhail swung from his shoulder quick and with all his might, aiming for the creature's throat. He had to hurt Ruth badly enough to draw her attention. Had to save Emilio's life. MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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Post by Xemmy on Jun 15, 2015 9:49:47 GMT
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Ruth continued to make crackling and clicking noises in the back of her throat. Her grip was tight on Emilio's throat, black sharp nails digging into his skin.
She lifted him up off the ground a ways and continued to squeeze. Hard. Cutting off his breathing, and soaking up all the fear. It made her excited to say the least.
She was going to block Mikhail's attack by swinging her arm around and crashing Emilio against him. However, she ended up hitting him with his companion after his strike hit her lone glossy red and yellow eye.
The heartless stumbled to the side quickly, letting out a loud guttural yell. black slime came pouring out of the eye, and it started to spin around in it's socket.
Her entire body tensed, she tightened her grip on Emilio's throat, pulling him closer to her. Nails breaking through his skin. Her entirety seemed to shiver for a few moments. She forced her eye sockets to open. Blocking off the injured eye.
All excitement seemed to fade. It was replaced by anger and bloodlust. Her knees made a disgusting popping noise as they twisted to face forward. Like a regular person. Once that was done, the doll heartless started to slowly wobble into a semi crouched position. Her hand still clutching the keyblader.
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Post by EMILIO & DIABLO on Jun 15, 2015 10:22:28 GMT
In his fading vision Emilio caught a glimpse of Mikhail rushing at Ruth. He'd even heard the other boy call his name in the distance. In the distance? He was right beside him. His senses were beginning to fail him and his eye sight was flickering. When Mikhail hit the creature's eye his situation got even worse. BAMB! Their bodies collided which didn't do well for Emilio's condition. He remembered very little of the next couple of seconds. Only that he passed in and out of consciousness very quickly. When the jarring sensation and the whiplash was over with he came back to his senses but only briefly and just enough to feel the fingers of the doll tighten around his throat even more than they already were. His skin broke where her claws were and he felt hot drips slid down his neck. Within those last few seconds a fail safe was triggered. It was his last chance and would have to work. His eyes became a toxic shaded yellow and his hair became painted jet black, almost blending into the darkened room. Only the little light there was in the room caught the change and shift in Emilio's appearance. But his behavior was quite different. His eyes gleamed with a deadly hatred and a passion. A dark smoke began to envelop him. Swirling and Crawling up Ruth's arms like snakes. Then a dagger formed in his fingers and he stabbed down into the heartless' wrist. It certainly wasn't a real dagger. It was an illusion, but it would hurt just as bad as a real dagger would should the stupid doll fall for the illusion. ► “This is only the beginning.” |
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Post by mikhail ivanov on Jun 15, 2015 11:05:41 GMT
ALL THOSE MOMENTS will be lost in time like tears in rain Oathkeeper sliced into blood-red iris, yellow sclera. Black ooze spurted from the wound. Mikhail felt a brief rush of fierce satisfaction... then he saw Ruth's arm swinging towards him. WHAM. Mikhail's head whipped back. Floor and ceiling flipped, spun, blurred to streaks of yellow and grey as Mikhail tumbled through the air. WHAM. His body slammed onto the floor, forcing the air out of his lungs. Rolling, turning over and over, rough stone skinned his knuckles. Skinned the edge of his jaw. Finally, Mikhail came to a stop. For a second, he lay still. Coughing, eyes opening as his lungs refilled, Mikhail raised himself onto his hands and knees. Blood dripped from his lips. Pain throbbing in his arms and abdomen, the keyblader staggered to his feet and turned unsteadily to face Ruth. Even after that blow, Mik had managed to keep his grip on Oathkeeper. One last deep breath. Then he charged. Blood trickled down Emilio's neck. Mik could see his eyes going dull: there wasn't much time. Ruth tightened her grip more and more. Oathkeeper flashed in the torchlight as Mik ran to strike at Ruth's arm. Just cut it off.... Then something strange happened which Mikhail couldn't understand. Emilio began to change. His eyes went yellow: their expression turned venemous. Full of a frightening hatred. His hair, once snowy white, turned jet black. What.... What is this? Darkness swirled around the boy as a dagger formed in his hand. Mik raised Oathkeeper, and swung at Ruth's upraised arm, aiming once more for the elbow joint.... MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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Post by Xemmy on Jun 15, 2015 11:28:00 GMT
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The pain in the heartless's wrist caused her to drop Emilio out of reflex. Before she could pull back and inspect the damage, BAM. A hit to her other elbow. Ruth's entire body twitched and shivered, followed by a series of groans and clicking noises. She shook her arm and yanked it back. This time everything stayed intact. But cracks could be seen all around the elbow.
Speaking of severed arms. The one that was amputated earlier, is still making a very slow attempt at crawling towards the ever moving battle. It's really not getting anywhere. But it still seems dangerous.
She popped her jaw out of place and lunged at Mikhail. To hell, I'm losing another arm! Her mouth dripping with ooze, staining her stark white teeth black. Her empty eye sockets were squeezed shut again as she launched at the boy. Her eye flicked around and spun in her open throat. Trying to find the person she dropped mere seconds ago. Wanting to make sure he was down.
Normally when choking a human, it takes them a bit to get up. At least, that's what her experience told her. Whether or not it was true, Ruth didn't even think about. Her thought process was literally tearing flesh, flesh and more flesh. So she quickly refocused on Mikhail.
In a rage, the heartless was vulnerable. The only thing on her mind was digging her teeth into Mikhail's shoulder. Or really any part of him. She even made an attempt to grab at one of his arms and pull him closer to her dripping jaws. As fast as she was attacking. She wouldn't be able to defend herself much from anyone else but her target.
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Post by EMILIO & DIABLO on Jun 16, 2015 0:49:16 GMT
The moment Ruth let him go Emilio was enveloped in that shadows that swirled around him. He disappeared from sight. However, the sound of him coughing and choking could be heard throughout the darkened room. His throat burned, inside and out. Tears streamed down his face. This would not go unpunished. That witch was going to die a very slow and painful death. With a flash of bright yellow in his eyes he pulled out a hi-potion and popped the top off. He quickly downed the whole liquid within the bottle and gasped as he felt the healing properties dowse his throat in smooth relief. It took only seconds for the healing process to go through his system and heal any scratches or marks on his body. When he was finished he heard a scream. That had to be the other boy that had come with him. Mikhail. The silly one who thought he was better then Emilio. Silly boy. But he couldn't let the silly boy die. That would be very unfortunate. So the moment he heard the scream he dropped the bottle and dissipated the dark smoke from around his body. There was only light wisps swirling around his feet, up his legs. He was pissed. This lady was going to die. And if she had to loose her eye for that to happen, then her eye was his primary target. I am the silhouette. She will not stand in my way. His eyes landed on a scene of horror with the creature holding onto one of Mikhail's arms in order to keep him from pulling away from her and Mikhail's other arm was in the doll's mouth to keep her from getting any closer. With a grin he noticed that her eye was open and only had attention on her current target. That was her mistake. Swiftly and silently the Darkside moved under the both of them and then reached up between their struggle and grabbed hold of Ruth's throat eye tightly. "You tried to choke me. You shall die by the same fate."Emilio was made to be shadows, intensity, and rage. This monster would not out do him, no matter how dark and beautiful a creature she was. She could have been a brilliant ally. But not if she were going to attack him in the process. Then she was completely and utterly useless. He stuck his hand into the hole that held her eye and wrapped his fingers around it tightly. He even pretended to have long claw-like nails that would dig into it as he tried to pull it out of it's socket. If she closed her eyes and he would be dowsed with the ooze, then he would not flinch. Only cry out in rage as the burn on his arm hissed and sizzled. He couldn't feel it. The adrenaline prevented that after all. And he would only squeeze tighter. Should she try to throw him off he would only pull the eye with a strong grip around it.
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Post by mikhail ivanov on Jun 16, 2015 10:20:42 GMT
ALL THOSE MOMENTS will be lost in time like tears in rain Mikhail could see splitting and spreading in spider-web lines on Ruth's arm. Emilio had landed on the ground somewhere behind him, coughing and gasping. Good. Ruth hadn't crushed his windpipe. Before Mikhail could dodge away, Ruth attacked. Mikhail turned to face her head-on. Caught a brief glimpse of dripping eyes, jaws out of joint, stained teeth gaping wide to rend flesh. Bone-like fingers closed on his sword-arm. Mikhail tried to pull away, eyes wide, lips parted, but Ruth's grip was too strong. Claws bit though his skin. That strange, mask-face was within a few feet of his own: dirty-pale, dripping, dead eyes wide. Mikhail was staring straight down her throat. There wasn't time for anything else. Mikhail raised his arm. Ruth bit down, and the young keyblader screamed. She bit down, blood flowing from the tears in his forearm, but it wasn't this pain that made him cry out. As soon as the black ooze from her tounge seeped into the wound, the agony increased tenfold. The poison burned, blistered. All Mikhail could do was cry out. Gasping, he watched as Emilio ducked between himself and Ruth. Saw his strange, morphed form. Saw the cold, cold hatred in his eyes and heard it in his voice as he spoke. The tone sent a chill through Mikhail. This... this wasn't Emilio... not the keyblader he knew... What was this? What happened? His eyes widened in disbelief as Emilio gripped Ruth's shifting eye with his bare hands and began to squeeze. This was It was brutal, even for a situation like this. Mikhail watched Emilio sink into the Dark, more afraid for his own life and his companion's than ever before. MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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Post by Xemmy on Jun 16, 2015 23:34:10 GMT
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Ruth was chomping down hard on the Keyblader. Her intention was to bit down to the bone, leave his arm too injured to use in this fight. Much like hers was. The heartless was caught up in the rush of it all. Mikhail's scream made her even more excited, as well as vicious. She would tear and rip with her teeth, moving her head slightly as she went. Her jaws moving on their own accord.
Even with a mouth full of human, the heartless let out a loud screech as Emilio grabbed onto her eye. She didn't see that coming at all. Of course, the only thing she was even thinking about was eating the other poor boy. He pulled on it. Hard. It came out of the socket slightly, the black goo and stringy looking fibers were trying to retract the eye back into her throat. Ooze pouring out over Emilios hand. It acted like a very strong acid, eating away at his flesh, causing it to bubble and blister. It was her body's last defense.
The eye tried to spin around his hand. Twisting turning, trying to free itself. The rest of Ruth shuddered and she pulled back, ripping a small piece of flesh from Mikhail's arm in the process. Her mouth dripping with blood and black ooze. She had let go of him with her hand also and made an attempt to claw at Emilio, as well as kick. Desperate to get away.
The pain was getting too much. Every second he squeezed and pulled, the more injured the eye and the tissue connecting it to Ruth was injured. Slowly killing the doll heartless.
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Post by mikhail ivanov on Jun 17, 2015 8:06:43 GMT
ALL THOSE MOMENTS will be lost in time like tears in rain When Ruth shrieked and turned on Emilio, Mikhail fell to his knees. Gasping, he pulled his arm close to his chest, the fingers of that hand jerking, his body shuddering. What brought him to was the smell of burning flesh. Acrid. Thick in the back of your throat, like bile. Emilio. The acid burning in Mik's own wounds ate away at the hand clutching that blood red eye.
"Emilio!" Laughter. A maniac laugh, peal after peal, filling the chamber. The noise set Mikhail's skin crawling like a swarm of roaches. A madman. Whatever change had come over him, whatever this dark metamorphosis meant, one thing was clear. Emilio's reason had shattered. Raising Oathkeeper, Mikhail turned on his heel, using his momentum to amplify the force of his blow. CRACK! Maybe Ruth's arm snapped. Maybe it didn't. Without stopping to look, Mikhail rushed forward and drove his shoulder into Emilio's side. WHAM! There was a sucking, ripping noise and a splatter. Then the two keybladers hit the ground, rolling over and over until they finally came to a stop. Mikhail lay still. Then, slowly, he eased himself onto his knees, cradling his dripping and mangled arm. MADE BY VEL OF GS |
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Post by Xemmy on Jun 17, 2015 9:09:11 GMT
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Constant clicking and screeching. That was one of the few things Ruth was able to do at this point. Emilio wasn't going to let go at all. She continued to try and struggle. Lashing out with just her lone arm at this point. Trying to get out of his grasp.
Then it happened. CRACK. POP. Her elbow shattered. Ruth let out a louder scream then before. Completely inhuman. her forearm hit the ground. Black liquid splattering and pouring from the severed joint. Ruth's body started to twitch wildly, she could still try to use her upper arms to get Emilio away, smacking him upside the head a couple times. But no bueno.
The heartless didn't even have the chance to let out another noise. Once the eye was ripped out Ruth convulsed and flopped over. Her entire body flopping about, much like her amputated forearm had done in the beginning. Black ooze came gushing out of where the eye used to be connected. As soon as the liquid made contact with the floor it started to sizzle and seep into the ground.
Everything soon became still. Silent. The lifeless doll laid there, face contorted in pain, her limbs sprawled out. The ooze had stopped flowing, leaving behind a vacant shell.
Ruth was dead... Or at least, a majority of her was. The eye still tried to escape Emilio's grasp. the severed veins and little strands of black organic matter still stuck to part of it flailed about. Like tiny little acidic tentacles.
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