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@keilah-h he sounds nasty š¬
@keilah-h *shudders*
Whenever thereās Dr. In a villainās nameā¦.
yea XD is he like one of those Scientist/actual Dr villains who like experiment and stuff? CREEPY but also I like those villains as villains XD
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#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSeb@freedomwriter76 Nasty is right.
@godlyfantasy12 YEP…..That’s exactly what he is….
Actually, he’s responsible for much of Crosshair’s PTSD.
And yes, I love to hate those characters. As in “I seriously considered getting a dartboard, tacking a picture of him on it, and throwing darts at it” sort of thing. (I didn’t do that.)
Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.
You wanna RP?
I rolled the log over and underneath was a tiny little stick and I was like, "That log had a child
@euodia-vision oh uh sure! @freedomwriter76
Ridley
Ridley didnāt meet Erichās gaze, averting his eyes to the wall beside him. He merely nodded in reply. The man snorted.
āWell, glad to have you. Probably best you donāt wander around this place on your own. Who knows who could be lurking around here.ā
Ridleyās fingers twitched.
He didnāt even know these two menā¦and they were talking to him about safety? Pshā¦
He remained quiet, tipping his head slightly to spot where the menās chains originated from, hoping if he did so, the vision would decide to fade again.
It was starting to give him a frightful headache.
Erichās was attached to the wrist heād held the pistol in, looping up his arm to his shoulder, and over his chest, near his heart. Ridley winced, recognizing the tell-tale signsā¦
The other manā¦his werenāt chains actually, upon further inspection, but strings, two, one on his ankle, and another on an upper arm. Wrapped so tightly, and so thick, that if he were to feel them, theyād probably be cutting off circulation.
Ridley swallowed, stomach recoiling.
He was sick of this.
Sick of thisĀ gift. Or curse.
Shouldāve been used to it by nowā¦but it never got any betterā¦
He looked down, but that was a mistake, as it gave him a perfect like of sight at his own, ever growing wound, and he quickly looked back up.
Alrightā¦no looking at my chest thenā¦
Fine. He could dealā¦
He could do thisā¦
Didn’t have much choice.
He sucked in a breath and gazed at the ceiling, licking his lips.
āA-Are you two looking for something orā¦just wandering aroundā¦?ā
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
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Well, it took a while, but I finally have enough time to introduce him!
Hemlock
His eyes opened to a hallway.
Not the one on Mount Tantiss (the name of his facility’s location, by the way). The torches on the walls and low ceiling height proved that.
“Emerie, if this is your idea of a joke, it’s not funny!” he called, hoping his assistant would hear. She was becoming way too reckless these days with her pranks.
No one replied. She wasn’t there.
His tail lashed angrily.
Well, if no one would explain what this was, he’d have to find out for himself.
He stalked out of the room. Light streamed through a window when he turned a corner, and he saw just how small the room actually was, at least by dragon standards.
It must’ve been made for humans…..?
Something made a noise, and he twisted around to see proof. The human was brandishing a weapon at him.
This would be too easy. He’d broken human necks with his bare talons several times before.
Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.
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Hans
Stupid castle.
Stupid fate.
Hans walked around a small room that was only lit by one window.
He had a job, a duty, a mission to fulfill.
A needed mission, he may add.
Hans cursed quietly.
He heard a sound. He drew his luger pistol and aimed it at the figure that stepped into the room, coming around from the corner.
“Don’t. Move.”
@freedomwriter76 @godlyfantasy12 – I kinda got carried away with the thought that maybe Ridley’s voice/second side (can’t remember what it’s called) also affects Erebus in a way since he struggles with a similar thing. XD
Erebus
Ridley’s arrival caused a small smile to form across Erebus’ face.
He sensed a burden, a darkness, in the boy, and his heart hurt for him, though he tried to fight it.
KiranĀ was the one who cared.
KiranĀ was the one who looked out for others.
Erebus? No, that’s not who he was.
…was he?
He felt a small tingle in his brain as pain shot into his ears.
His eyes blurred as water began to block his vision.
NO!Ā Fight it, don’t let him in!Ā
He felt his mouth form into a snarl as the pain spread.
Don’t let him take over, Kir… EREBUS!
No, my name is…
EREBUS!Ā
LORD OF DARKNESS!
The voice grew louder and louder when all of a sudden it was interrupted by a quiet voice, almost a whisper to his pounding ears.
āA-Are you two looking for something orā¦just wandering aroundā¦?ā
Erebus’ mind cleared and his eyes drained of the blur that had consumed them.
Ridley and Erich stood there, nothing had changed.
His chest heaved.
“At the moment, we’re just wandering around, falling into holes, eating magical food, having unlucky experiences with doors, and everything in between,” Erich muttered.
Erebus smirked, “Yeah, that about sums it up.” He turned to Ridley.
“Any thoughts on what we should do next?”
I rolled the log over and underneath was a tiny little stick and I was like, "That log had a child
@freedomwriter76 @euodia-vision
Ridley
Him? They were asking him?
Ridleyās nose scrunched, eyes narrowing in trepidation.
What were these men planningā¦?
Ridley put his hands behind his back, rubbing them anxiously. A bead of sweat dripped off his neck and he bit the inside of his cheek.
āIā¦I donātā¦ā His eyes ticked down but then immediately flew upward, a pained look crossing his features.
āKid hasnāt got a clue, Erebus. Donāt bother,ā Erich rolled his eyes. āMay as well keep going. See if anyone else is in this place.ā
(hey Erich works for Hans right? So would this group want to run into them?)
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
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Hemlock
“Don’t move.” the man snarled, holding his pistol out.
Hemlock stepped fully into the light and flared his wings as far as they could go, purely to show off how large he actually was. The human nearly dropped his gun, startled. As soon as he got his bearings, however, he studied the dragon more closely.
He seemed to be paying close attention to the small black lightning-like markings on Hemlock’s wings.
“What?” the dragon snarled.
Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.
@freedomwriter76 Wanna continue this? Last I saw, Hans was studying the markings on Hemlock’s wings. (I so want to give you a picture of what he looks like but pics still aren’t working from what I can tell)
Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.
@freedomwriter76 @euodia-vision so because I only have one Charlie in this one and its pretty easy going I could probably keep up with it, if u wanted. The others were just kinda a lot XD
#IfMarcelDiesIRiot
#ProtectMarcel
#ProtectSebOkay! Works for me. š
I rolled the log over and underneath was a tiny little stick and I was like, "That log had a child
@godlyfantasy12 @freedomwriter76
Did y’all want to continue this? I know Godly mentioned maybe meeting up with Hans and Hemlock…?
I rolled the log over and underneath was a tiny little stick and I was like, "That log had a child
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Hans
“What?” the dragon snarled.
Hans smirked. “The markings on your wings…it looks a lot like, well, this,” he pointed at the insigna on his right collar, “and it just…intrigued me.”
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