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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 8:16 am
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Cymbeline's nasty grin spread. "You propose to tamper with those items, those... technological shards of human-built filth?" She sidled up closer to the crowd. "A novel concept indeed, the spark of an idea, so quick to spread it's black wings... You think it had not been brought to life before?"
The ghoul abruptly whirled, and began pacing along the back of the room. Her voice rose, and soon it was not like she was talking to the students, but arguing with some unknown entity."You would think that! You would think yourself master and maker, keeper of the domain of study and madness! YOU WOULD BLIND YOURSELF TO THE VENOM IT LEAVES BEHIND! ... The filthy residue, a black ink swirling through the fog, infecting your mind, turning every thought to a spiral-bound, hateful notion with no purpose or intent..."
Anyone who looked close would see the ghoul's many expressions, flickering from one extreme to another in a fit of madness, also held the barest trace of pain. "YOU SEEK TO TAME WHAT WILL NEVER BE TAMED. Bigger than their fledgeling worm of science, stronger even than our fear... We fell back. We were tainted by it's misty tendrils, sliding into our very selves with the barest hint of a whisper~ We were tainted. WE WERE TAINTED BY IT'S FILTH! Red... Red was taken."
Cymbeline paused. Whether she was letting those words sink in or just struggling to unravel her own twisted thoughts was anyone's guess. "To play with those machines is to tempt insanity. And it will come for you~ It will slip into your very being. And the pain... Lost in the fog you are lost to us, lost to all those who once knew you."
The ghoul grinned. "We hold this insanity inside ourselves~ That is our burden. Yours is to fight or run."
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 9:03 am
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 9:19 am
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 10:03 am
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 10:03 am
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 11:52 am
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As Cymbeline began one of her insane ramblings, Invictus moved over to stand near her. Was he amused, or was he there in case he needed to reach out and calm the horsewoman? Either way, he placed one hand gingerly on Famine's shoulder, almost amused by her words. Almost.
"You are very right, Cymbeline." he said, before turning his attention to look at the students who were gathered;
"Do not tempt the Runic Sciences of the humans. What the humans have...utilized is an energy that can disrupt even us Horsemen...and your own numbers. You have seen it, have you not? That flickering in and out of existence in an instance, the lack of clarity it brings... many of you have experienced it first hand, but also second hand through those who have been exposed to it..."
Invictus looked to Riley knowingly, then to some of the others who had treated their 'first' meeting with great amounts of suspicion and mistrust. "As Cymbeline said, it is called Insanity - not some emotion you think of when someone is taken over by a tantrum, but true...raw Insanity. While somehow compatible with FEAR, it doesn't yield the same results. It taints the mind and devours any sense you ever had. You don't recover from such things overnight..." another look towards Cymbeline, knowingly, perhaps almost nostalgically, "It is not something that can be tamed. We Horsemen spent years practically drowning in this...Insanity, only kept even slightly cognizant of our own selves by a steady flow of FEAR...which even that was beginning to drain from being unable to move from that place. Years, trapped within a barrier we could not leave."
He removed his hand from Cymbeline's shoulder.
"Insanity is the force that devoured Red and tainted us."
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 2:57 pm
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 2:51 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 6:57 am
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For the majority of the meeting Sammy simply stood quietly listening. Ultimately it sounded like their was no good news about this meeting. The hunters had a barrier they could not pass, and doing so would drain them of power. Attacking them directly it seemed was completely out of the question.
When they spoke of actually fighting the Hunters when the chance arrived she caught Bul glancing at her along with Jericho and Riley. While she couldn't hear what the boil was thinking she could take a guess. Where Nox had told them not to fight, Horsemen encouraged it.
For a moment her eyes flickered towards Riley and she pressed a thought out towards the mindflayer as well.
Red's advice to me was to know who to take orders from, we have Nox telling us no, and the Horsemen saying yes. And though I'm all for fighting... Her thought trailed off as the topic of insanity was brought up, her left arm flexing and shifting with un-ease. We need to know more before something like this happens again.
Slowly her left arm would raise up in the crowd.
"Are we at risk the same way Red was, even without trying to use a weapon, can the hunters do the same to us using weapons alone? I already have... this, to show for it from Red..." She waved her left arm a bit where it was raised, "Can this become worse or better at all?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 2:21 pm
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"You guys are really powerful so.. how did they trap you?"
Israfel's question seemed to leave a brief silence amongst horsemen, a strange emotion hung in the air. One couldn't quite identify it as shame or guilt .. Neither seemed to place the emotion appropriately but there was some sort of emotion that brought forth a reluctant withdrawal.
Aisa paused, waiting for the heirs to answer. But it seemed that their attention had brought them elsewhere, answering other student's questions or merely lying back in their shadowed caverns of insanity. Aisa's shoulders lowered, her gaze traveling across the wide-eyed students who sought that particular bit of information.
"We are far older than your meager years.. but we still have much to learn in our immature age." Aisa's hand circled around her waist, in a gesture of self-defense against the memories that Israfel served to bring up nearly effortlessly. "We provided the venom and the taint. You cannot start without the source-- A snake does not draw venom without teeth. Our brashness," the only kind of brashness that youth could provide with little effort, like what had stirred up Roch and several other students--
"-- along with our infinite capacity for fear was the venom that encircled us. Our fear could not .. It would not allow us out ."
The heirs used analogies and logic in a confusing combination.. but yet, that might be one of the only ways they were left to view their world.
Are we at risk the same way Red was, even without trying to use a weapon, can the hunters do the same to us using weapons alone? I already have... this, to show for it from Red...Can this become worse or better at all?"
Sammy's arm was promptly lifted as Aisa briskly walked over, staring at the wound. Her expression never changed in complexity, simply dropping Sammy's arm back downwards as she addressed the next question. "It's mixed with insanity. It should have healed .. but insanity wounds .. Taintful little parasites. You'll have to wait and see. Some parasites eat themselves with time .. Or it may forever be tainted. Or it may merely be gone one day."
Aisa did little to address the question yet, one had to question if one could really provide all the answers. Even the heirs did not have it all .. But nobody alive brought back all the answers. Death had brought forth a few but it was so pitifully few.
Luckily for students, Connie was there to clarify.
Quote: Any last Q/A questions please state it now! <3 We'll be wrapping this up fairly soon so try to grab all the ic information you guys can! (As far as we horsemen can answer : D )
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 2:24 pm
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