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Post by ಠ_ಠ on Jan 17, 2011 1:16:49 GMT -5
-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
It was the first thing that came to Gangrel's mind when he appeared. He had quite an interesting trip here and unfortunately most people only saw the very final second of it. Gangrel suddenly appeared about three feet above the ground in a bright flare of light, yet with all the momentum of someone careening through multiple realities. At break-neck speeds he suddenly fell those three feet directly downwards, and a little to the left. He hit the ground with a rather loud and shocking crash as the earth split beneath him and a crater measuring about five feet wide formed. Debris was kicked up into the air.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUGH!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUGH!"
Gangrel screamed and screamed again, his form obscured by the huge cloud of dust his impact had kicked up. He was partially stuck in the ground and one of his vestigial spikes had been crushed rather painfully. he continued to scream for several minutes, not sure if he was lodged in the ground or if he simply hadn't recovered the ability to move yet. |
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Post by «Ðaikus» on Jan 26, 2011 18:29:13 GMT -5
He was running full steam towards Jerico after realizing what was happening when something was falling from the sky and screaming. He stopped just seconds before it crashed in front of him and continued to scream. It looked like... a spiked soccer ball with a face, and the screaming was getting annoying. "Would you shut up already!" He kicked it hard in what he would think would be it's ass.
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Post by ಠ_ಠ on Jan 26, 2011 18:53:48 GMT -5
And to make matters worse someone kicked him in the locomotive core. He stopped screaming though, giving a groan of pain instead. Gangrel couldn't see what was kicking him but by the sounds of his voice it was some gruff person, probably some form of humanoid. Then again he had no idea just what this world held for him. The only way to find out, he figured, would be to get this guy to get him free. He could ignore the rudeness of whatever was behind him, at least it seemed halfway sentient. It wouldn't understand his situation anyways, how COULD anyone understand falling through reality?
"hey, I'm stuck here, and I just fell pretty far pretty fast. If you get me free, I'll grant you three wishes."
What the hell, that wouldn't work, would it? It was worth a shot and this guy seemed to only be concerned about the noise, and not at all interested in what fell down before his eyes like a meteor.
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Post by «Ðaikus» on Jan 26, 2011 19:09:18 GMT -5
Daikus tilted his head for a minute as the thing spoke, "Fine, hold still and don't cry like a bitch. This is gonna hurt." With that, he reared his leg back and launched it forward kicking him hard enough to launch him out of the ground and into the air.
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Post by ಠ_ಠ on Jan 26, 2011 19:31:38 GMT -5
He agreed, fantastic, a bit of a mouth on this one but still helpful. He'd probably not kill him.
"alright then, go easy, I'm stuck prettySSSSHHHHHIIIIIIIIIIII-"
it was the surprise more than the pain, his body wasn't meant to be punted after being lodged in dead rock. It was a fascinating experience, he'd never been this high up before, Gangrel rotated in the air, the scythes on his head loosely swaying with the momentum as he started trying to generate lift for his landing. He hit the ground face first with a pained grimace and a grunt, then managed to push himself onto the cushion of air he moved on. He turned back to Daikus. It looked like a human, he hadn't seen one of those in ages.
"Thanks, Kid. I'll grant your first wish and not kill you, what else you want?"
his sarcasm hadn't even been broken, though his right lower spike was crumpled painfully and he had trouble getting his scythes to rev up and move.
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Post by «Ðaikus» on Jan 26, 2011 19:37:07 GMT -5
He chuckled lightly at the thing's remark, "You kill me? I'd like to see you try really... but I have other things to attend to." He began top walk off before he stopped, the thing seemed almost homicidal, a smirk crossed his lips as an idea crossed his mind. "Say..." He began, turning around. "I'll tell you what... stick with me, and you'll have lots of things to kill. Ya like that idea?" He figured he could use this thing to cut through the fodder he might encounter on his way to Jerico, no need to show up already exhausted.
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Post by ಠ_ಠ on Jan 26, 2011 19:45:54 GMT -5
Gangrel turned to the left, then to the right, then did a 360 to the left. "Well there's nothing else here anyways. Lead on, whoever you are." Gangrel kept his distance, all he knew about this guy was he liked to kick stuff. A handy talent but dangerous if misused. "So where are you going, since I'm apparently going with you to do some butchery."
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Post by «Ðaikus» on Jan 26, 2011 19:51:42 GMT -5
"A city known as Jerico, apparently the abyss are casting a seige there and I need to deliver something to someone, a dying request of a vanquished enemy." He began walking before he charged up his demonic power, a flame like aura now resonating from him. "There is only one speed right now, mine... So try and keep up." With that, he bolted down the stretch of dessert towards Jerico which could be seen in the background.
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Post by ಠ_ಠ on Jan 26, 2011 20:09:01 GMT -5
so apparently it wasn't entirely a human. A human wouldn't do a request for a foe, Well there was a city with a silly name and he needed to kill some Abysmal things in it. At least that's the gist of the message it seems. Then he was gone. Gangrel had JUST been freed from a rather bizarre experience that left him lodge in the ground and now he had to go high speed. "I'm going to hate this world..." He leaned forward a bit, his scythes shifting lazily as his body rocketed after the guy, he had a hard time just barely keeping up but he somehow managed. Barely. "Is that Jericho?" he was speaking more to himself than anyone else, he had work to do, and falling through millions of dimensions per second was something that it was surprisingly easy to get over.
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Post by «Ðaikus» on Jan 26, 2011 20:20:09 GMT -5
"Yup. Get ready cuz we're approaching fast and the city has snipers." He took a moment, "Do not kill them." As soon as they approached they started firering, Daikus dodged and weaved before going into full Devil Trigger and flying over the wall, his booming voice calling out. "Find a large horde verse a small army and wait for when I call you. I'm gonna use you as a trump card when I need you."
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Post by ಠ_ಠ on Jan 26, 2011 20:34:26 GMT -5
Trump card? Gangrel could live with that, he's been a trump card before... Snipers? A bullet lodged itself in the bone of his face, that just made this day all the better. Bullets ricocheted off his head and scythes, which he begun to spin up with a slow, worrying "Thwokka... thwokka.. thwokka thwokka thwokkathwokkathwokkathwokka. Bullet bounced off his fast-spinning cleavers, those that didn't inconvenience him by bouncing off or drilling into his body. It was just pissing him off even more at this point. "These bugs are spitting on me! Right I'll find some damn horde for you, I'll keep my ears open!" Gangrel didn't even have ears, he didn't need them.
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