Looking in the direction of the two guys, she became more scared as she slowly witnessed the transformation of her beloved boyfriend, which kind of shocked her. She knew that something like this would have happened, after he had told her that he was in fact half of a demon. Even though she knew that, watching him transform into something so bizarre, so unhuman, still shocked her a fair bit. Stepping back a bit more, it seemed that he was so full of rage, at now most of the ground around them looked strange and out of place. She needed to move out of his zone as much as she could, which made her step back even more. She wasn't even sure as to why he had gone to this extreme. Was it to protect her? Or was he just fueled by rage to get rid of someone? She really couldn't be sure, but it seemed that both of them were pretty mad, which scared Flayace a bit. She just hoped that Lestat would be safe.
Tranquility
- Thread starter Laminas Coelestis
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He moved, Lestat thought in his head with still rage flowing around clouding his judgement. How was he even still able to think about what was happening anyways? maybe it was his ability to read minds, could he be reading his own mind? the mind that is deep in his own subconscious, the one that kept him in the fight and not randomly destroying pointless environments and buildings? Either way he knew what he was doing deep inside. His body was numb, though he knew when he was hit. His feelings and emotions were spilling all over the place as he was trying too fight for his thoughts. His inner rage that he was never able let go came out as well. The rage that he had built up from years and years of abuse and shunning from both his father and the humans that thought he was so different. It was all starting to come back to him as tears began to flow from his flaming eyes. It was all happening so fast that he had no idea how he would stop himself. He was so caught up in his own thoughts, past, and emotions that he almost completely forgot about Flayace who was now probably meters away taking refuge from the fight so she, herself, isn't getting hurt.
Smashing into the ground, Lestat caught himself and drove his hands into the ground as a backlash from the missed attack. It was pitiful, even though he was so strong, he was unable to coordinate his attacks due to his anger. Ripping one hand out of the ground with his strength, he looked to the man he was fighting with a strangely twisted face that showed anger, rage, fury, emotion, and tears all at once. What was he really feeling inside? While he was still getting his right hand out of the ground, he was unable to to do it quick enough. A sonic boom, a wave of intense sound, smashed into him. It moved him back further and further. Possibly a few meters. He would have been knocked off of his feet if that hand wasn't driven so deep into the ground. Letting out a deep under tone of demon screeches, Lestat took this opportunity to do something odd while he ripped his hand out of the ground. The rubble, everything that was being kicked up by all of their attacks, including the rubble being pushed into the air by the man's newly found armor of sonic waves, began to shatter showing tiny fragments of metal, and I mean extremely tiny to the point of almost not being able to see these fragments with the naked eye. Every single one of the thousands of tiny metals flew to their positions around Lestat, each serving as a defense.
The man began to fly towards Lestat and all he did was sit there with a certain scowl on his face. Upon getting close enough, Lestat spiraled the tiny metals around him so that they would have the potential to rip something or someone apart. This would only serve as something to stop the man from getting so close but now he was going in for an attack. Within moments, a massive ball of fire, around a few meters in diameter, formed around Lestat but still within the small, spiraling metals. With a huge burst of energy and a screech that would pierce even the most deaf of people's ears, he pushed the flames and the metals outward to destroy the area around him and if the man wasn't careful, destroy or seriously injure him too. The trees fell, the ground ripped apart and scorched, the air hot and dusty. The radius of which the flames and metals dispersed was about 18 feet approximately.
OOC: So I assume Claire would post next and then Laminas then back to normal.
Smashing into the ground, Lestat caught himself and drove his hands into the ground as a backlash from the missed attack. It was pitiful, even though he was so strong, he was unable to coordinate his attacks due to his anger. Ripping one hand out of the ground with his strength, he looked to the man he was fighting with a strangely twisted face that showed anger, rage, fury, emotion, and tears all at once. What was he really feeling inside? While he was still getting his right hand out of the ground, he was unable to to do it quick enough. A sonic boom, a wave of intense sound, smashed into him. It moved him back further and further. Possibly a few meters. He would have been knocked off of his feet if that hand wasn't driven so deep into the ground. Letting out a deep under tone of demon screeches, Lestat took this opportunity to do something odd while he ripped his hand out of the ground. The rubble, everything that was being kicked up by all of their attacks, including the rubble being pushed into the air by the man's newly found armor of sonic waves, began to shatter showing tiny fragments of metal, and I mean extremely tiny to the point of almost not being able to see these fragments with the naked eye. Every single one of the thousands of tiny metals flew to their positions around Lestat, each serving as a defense.
The man began to fly towards Lestat and all he did was sit there with a certain scowl on his face. Upon getting close enough, Lestat spiraled the tiny metals around him so that they would have the potential to rip something or someone apart. This would only serve as something to stop the man from getting so close but now he was going in for an attack. Within moments, a massive ball of fire, around a few meters in diameter, formed around Lestat but still within the small, spiraling metals. With a huge burst of energy and a screech that would pierce even the most deaf of people's ears, he pushed the flames and the metals outward to destroy the area around him and if the man wasn't careful, destroy or seriously injure him too. The trees fell, the ground ripped apart and scorched, the air hot and dusty. The radius of which the flames and metals dispersed was about 18 feet approximately.
OOC: So I assume Claire would post next and then Laminas then back to normal.
As she continued to back up from the fight, not wanting to risk her own health just because was not smart enough to move back. She was scared now, even though she also, at the same time, felt that there was nothing to be scared about. She was safe, as long as she kept back as much as she could. As she thought, she thought if maybe Lestat needed to do this, in some way. Maybe it would free him and make him see what was important or something like that, but at the same time Flayace didn't really believe that herself.
There was no telling if Lestat could even control whatever he had turned into, which made Flayace stepped back again. She didn't want to have to feel scared around Lestat's new form, back there was no telling as to what he could do. Pieces from the ground, pieces that were almost impossible to see, raised up from the ground around her. What was he planning to do? All Flayace could think to do was duck and close her eyes, that is exactly what she did.
There was no telling if Lestat could even control whatever he had turned into, which made Flayace stepped back again. She didn't want to have to feel scared around Lestat's new form, back there was no telling as to what he could do. Pieces from the ground, pieces that were almost impossible to see, raised up from the ground around her. What was he planning to do? All Flayace could think to do was duck and close her eyes, that is exactly what she did.
As he flew towards his opponent whom had seemed to change a lot amongst the fight he could sense a rage within the man's soul something like an unquenchable thirst it was noticeable within even the man's eyes he would think to himself, however somewhere within there was hope at least that's what he felt.
Suddenly the man would seem to create a defense of his own created from tiny fragments of metal, Marshall would smile a little he could get through that he thought, before suddenly the man had turned it into his own attack, Marshall knew then he had misunderstood the situation and also underestimated his opponent.
A mix of metal and fire flew straight towards him it was almost un-survivable he would think. using his powers he would attempt to push himself out of the flames radius of attack and/or quench his oncoming demise, he would manage to dodge the majority of it but some metal would find itself lodged within both his lower abdomen and his right leg, the metal in the abdomen would not be of too much concern but the piece which had lodged itself within his leg would surely cause complications after this fight if he survived, but that wasn't the thing that brought the most of concer no.. that was something far more painful to Marshall's psyche his guitar his beautiful glorious Guitar it had been pierced by the man's foul Emerald flames this would bring intense anger to Marshall the guitar would survive but always have a burn mark after this.
His mind would begin to to turn into a jumbled mess of anger his eyes would tear body contort, he would fall to his knees his hands on his head scratching into his flesh, he would scream his powers magnifying it to ungodly extents, a new song would begin to play http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jgk3u44W2i4
his anger would manifest itself within his powers a huge sonic explosion with a radius of 20 ft would blow outwards the noise aggressively loud enough to make his own nose bleed and his own head pain a monstrosity of sound loud enough to blow the head of even a deaf man.
He would continue to pulsate these gigantic waves of sound as his anger continued to grow and grow and the scars on his chest began to burn a crimson red...
Suddenly the man would seem to create a defense of his own created from tiny fragments of metal, Marshall would smile a little he could get through that he thought, before suddenly the man had turned it into his own attack, Marshall knew then he had misunderstood the situation and also underestimated his opponent.
A mix of metal and fire flew straight towards him it was almost un-survivable he would think. using his powers he would attempt to push himself out of the flames radius of attack and/or quench his oncoming demise, he would manage to dodge the majority of it but some metal would find itself lodged within both his lower abdomen and his right leg, the metal in the abdomen would not be of too much concern but the piece which had lodged itself within his leg would surely cause complications after this fight if he survived, but that wasn't the thing that brought the most of concer no.. that was something far more painful to Marshall's psyche his guitar his beautiful glorious Guitar it had been pierced by the man's foul Emerald flames this would bring intense anger to Marshall the guitar would survive but always have a burn mark after this.
His mind would begin to to turn into a jumbled mess of anger his eyes would tear body contort, he would fall to his knees his hands on his head scratching into his flesh, he would scream his powers magnifying it to ungodly extents, a new song would begin to play http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jgk3u44W2i4
his anger would manifest itself within his powers a huge sonic explosion with a radius of 20 ft would blow outwards the noise aggressively loud enough to make his own nose bleed and his own head pain a monstrosity of sound loud enough to blow the head of even a deaf man.
He would continue to pulsate these gigantic waves of sound as his anger continued to grow and grow and the scars on his chest began to burn a crimson red...
Lestat's rage fueled every little thing that he did from this point forward. he didn't have a piece of mind that could really tell him to calm down nor did he have anything that told him to really use his skills coordinately. He was just doing things that his instincts told him would work and some things were just made from pure chance through multiple attacks trying to hit at the same time. It was all really funny actually, usually it would seem that Lestat would pick a fight but never let himself stoop so low as to lose control and potentially hurt the person that he cared for the most. Eventually something would happen to a by stander in this event but when or how it will happen is an unknown.
Lestat stood still, heavily breathing, smoke streaming from his mouth and nostrils with every exhale he made. The everlasting flames he held stood around him glowing brightly with a perfect emerald hue. His tears had evaporated from the intense heat around his body. His was no longer able to fight for his thoughts anymore at this point. The beast had finally taken over and for now it will have succeeded in progressing the fight forward. The previously executed attack that he made earlier of fire and metal had hit for the most part and had dealt a little damage to the opponent but that wasn't what drew Lestat's rage to a halt. He stood, not calm but waiting. What he saw next would probably amuse his fighting spirit and his demon instinct. The man began to fill with anger. Lestat could feel this with his telepathy prowess but he used it instinctively the whole time without even knowing this. He began to smirk as he watched the anger in the man unfold.
He fell to his knees, he began to tear up. His fingers scratching into his head, his emotions seemed to have spilled over the cup of his mind. But what was this over, why was he doing this all of a sudden? To Lestat, it didn't matter at all, he was ready for the fight that will have escalated. His tail sprung up into the air as he began to breathe faster and heavier letting all the smoke spew from his mouth and nostrils. He was almost like a bull ready to charge. Screaming, the man's powers exploded with his new found rage and ambition. The new song that began to play was different but not enough to both Lestat who was too empowered to care what was going on around him. Soon enough, though, the sound made a massive wave or sonic power. Enough to knock Lestat a few meters back and off of his feet. He quickly returned to his feet as he noticed everything fading around him. The noise was loud and deafening. Shaking his head, he stepped out of his distraction and scowled hard.
With one heavy breath, Lestat let out a massive of smoke and began to charge forward with everything he had without a single thought of the repercussions. He ran on all fours while his nails dug into the ground giving him added leverage to propel himself forward with every forward motion. The fire around him grew as the ran. The small pieces of metal he used earlier with the fire came back to him from where they were left even ripping out of the man's body. The all melded to Lestat's skin as if it was armor, it wasn't enough to cover his whole body but he was able to cover his abdomen, his left leg, his right arm, both hands, and the left corner of his face covering his mouth and just below his left eye. The flames pushed forward in front of him while he ran. He was ready to full on attack but he didn't attack just yet, he just got in closer to make the gap between them smaller.
Lestat stood still, heavily breathing, smoke streaming from his mouth and nostrils with every exhale he made. The everlasting flames he held stood around him glowing brightly with a perfect emerald hue. His tears had evaporated from the intense heat around his body. His was no longer able to fight for his thoughts anymore at this point. The beast had finally taken over and for now it will have succeeded in progressing the fight forward. The previously executed attack that he made earlier of fire and metal had hit for the most part and had dealt a little damage to the opponent but that wasn't what drew Lestat's rage to a halt. He stood, not calm but waiting. What he saw next would probably amuse his fighting spirit and his demon instinct. The man began to fill with anger. Lestat could feel this with his telepathy prowess but he used it instinctively the whole time without even knowing this. He began to smirk as he watched the anger in the man unfold.
He fell to his knees, he began to tear up. His fingers scratching into his head, his emotions seemed to have spilled over the cup of his mind. But what was this over, why was he doing this all of a sudden? To Lestat, it didn't matter at all, he was ready for the fight that will have escalated. His tail sprung up into the air as he began to breathe faster and heavier letting all the smoke spew from his mouth and nostrils. He was almost like a bull ready to charge. Screaming, the man's powers exploded with his new found rage and ambition. The new song that began to play was different but not enough to both Lestat who was too empowered to care what was going on around him. Soon enough, though, the sound made a massive wave or sonic power. Enough to knock Lestat a few meters back and off of his feet. He quickly returned to his feet as he noticed everything fading around him. The noise was loud and deafening. Shaking his head, he stepped out of his distraction and scowled hard.
With one heavy breath, Lestat let out a massive of smoke and began to charge forward with everything he had without a single thought of the repercussions. He ran on all fours while his nails dug into the ground giving him added leverage to propel himself forward with every forward motion. The fire around him grew as the ran. The small pieces of metal he used earlier with the fire came back to him from where they were left even ripping out of the man's body. The all melded to Lestat's skin as if it was armor, it wasn't enough to cover his whole body but he was able to cover his abdomen, his left leg, his right arm, both hands, and the left corner of his face covering his mouth and just below his left eye. The flames pushed forward in front of him while he ran. He was ready to full on attack but he didn't attack just yet, he just got in closer to make the gap between them smaller.
She didn't know what to do. Her standing there wasn't doing anyone good, but if things did go too badly, which to her they already had, she would be the only hope of hopefully calming Lestat down. Maybe. Flayace had no idea if he had any knowledge or idea where he was, or if he even knew that Flayace was still here. What his demon side finally gotten to him over this measly guy? She had no idea, nor would she know until it was over, because she knew that her barging in there wasn't going to help anything, and most likely just get her killed. Lestat's appearance was so different from what she was used to, it almost scared her. She hoped that he wouldn't be stuck like that, and hoped that it was just temporary, until he calmed down.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PAAvNmoqDq0
A pain would begin to cover him of unquestionable intensity, his heart seemed to breathe slowly he began to sweat his eyes rolled completely around in his sockets before coming back skin began to tear from his body as bones began to protrude from his newly found orifices the pain was unbearable and his consciousness slipped away.
His eyes turned into a pure white colour void of pupils as the bones protrude from many areas all around his body expanding ten feet from his body some piercing the ground around him and others hopefully piercing his opponent, these protruded bones covered all areas of which to come in making a possibly great self defence not unsimilar to a hedgehog.
His sonic beams would continue to exert from his body like emps spreading through his bones they were not anywhere near the previous power but they would at the very least cause the bones to shake the insides of any it may impale.
He had lost conscious control of his body but something else had awakened within him a new memory of the crash flew through his mind he saw radiating eyes they were glowing inhuman immensely terrifying they creeped into his soul and left their mark before finally something pierced his body and his heart thumped slowly andf he lost consiousness, the true events of the car crash it seemed were more obscure than he remembered.
His mind was barely comprehendable and his body was tired to an extreme length he was on his last stand his final feet, but something was different about him something was inhuman, abnormal, different.
A pain would begin to cover him of unquestionable intensity, his heart seemed to breathe slowly he began to sweat his eyes rolled completely around in his sockets before coming back skin began to tear from his body as bones began to protrude from his newly found orifices the pain was unbearable and his consciousness slipped away.
His eyes turned into a pure white colour void of pupils as the bones protrude from many areas all around his body expanding ten feet from his body some piercing the ground around him and others hopefully piercing his opponent, these protruded bones covered all areas of which to come in making a possibly great self defence not unsimilar to a hedgehog.
His sonic beams would continue to exert from his body like emps spreading through his bones they were not anywhere near the previous power but they would at the very least cause the bones to shake the insides of any it may impale.
He had lost conscious control of his body but something else had awakened within him a new memory of the crash flew through his mind he saw radiating eyes they were glowing inhuman immensely terrifying they creeped into his soul and left their mark before finally something pierced his body and his heart thumped slowly andf he lost consiousness, the true events of the car crash it seemed were more obscure than he remembered.
His mind was barely comprehendable and his body was tired to an extreme length he was on his last stand his final feet, but something was different about him something was inhuman, abnormal, different.
Lestat's body was pulsating, throbbing, aching, and tired. This was to say the least since his body was almost completely numb as before. The more tired he became, the more he was able to control himself though this was overly exaggerated as he still barley had control of his subconscious mind. His mouth felt dry, his body felt hot, his eyes burned from the over use of his heated power. Though his eyes were still a bright emerald green, the whites of his eyes were blood shot red. There was nothing hiding it either. It was rather noticeable. He was obviously straining himself out of this anger induced state he was in. The demon within him was powerful, like nothing every heard of but because he was half human, the physical side of him was unable to maintain this state for too much longer. What was going to happen to him after his body did finally give out. Hopefully death wouldn't be an option for the poor fellow. But what came ahead of him made death all the more likely.
As Lestat ran towards his enemy, full speed and on all fours as if he was an animal, the flames he gave off seemed to get hotter as he was ready to end his opponent. He body had been covered in under developed armor made from the metal he used earlier, this wouldn't full protect him from what's to come. In fell moment, he threw his body at the man before him who seemed to be losing himself as well. It was all quick yet painful. At the blink of an eye, Lestat had forced his flames forward to burn the man but was only able to push them to small parts of his body such as the left side of his face, his right inner thigh, and his left pectoral area. This was because Lestat himself was injured greatly by the bones that seemed to spring from their host. It was almost frightening.
The bones broke against the armor plated parts of his body but slid directly through his body else where. His right leg in three different places, the side of his right abdominal area in two different places, his left pectoral area toward the center. Lestat wailed in pain as he even felt this through the numbness of his body. Looking at his back, though, one could see that the bones had slid through to the other side, making them seen through his back. It was tragic what he felt. He pushed away from his opponent and stumbled backwards a few meters. he was in obvious pain and was unable to fight any longer. He was losing consciousness quickly. He body reverting back to his normal look. Still out of it, though, he lye on the ground unable to move. The flames moving about him, slowly cauterizing his wounds. The wounds closed quickly due to the immense heat of his emerald fire but the inside on the other hand would need to heal normally. This holes would leave scars, however, in the near future that will give him even a little remembrance of how he scared his girlfriend half to death, destroyed a section of the woods, and attacked a man for obviously unnecessary reasons.
After minutes, Lestat lye on the ground shirtless, in excruciating pain. His tattoo like markings that he was born with absorbed the remaining fire use in later times and the metal plates fell from his body clanging against the broken ground beneath him. His eyes were open but he was unable to move even those as he was in too much pain. His blood shot and emerald eyes stared into the sky above. He couldn't even think subconsciously let alone consciously about what had happened. The holes in his body turned a deep brown color after they were cauterized by the seemingly self sustaining fire. He lays only ya few meters from his opponent which was a safe distance given the circumstances of both of them though there was no telling what the man could do next. For the mental stability of Lestat, forbid anything happen to Flayace.
As Lestat ran towards his enemy, full speed and on all fours as if he was an animal, the flames he gave off seemed to get hotter as he was ready to end his opponent. He body had been covered in under developed armor made from the metal he used earlier, this wouldn't full protect him from what's to come. In fell moment, he threw his body at the man before him who seemed to be losing himself as well. It was all quick yet painful. At the blink of an eye, Lestat had forced his flames forward to burn the man but was only able to push them to small parts of his body such as the left side of his face, his right inner thigh, and his left pectoral area. This was because Lestat himself was injured greatly by the bones that seemed to spring from their host. It was almost frightening.
The bones broke against the armor plated parts of his body but slid directly through his body else where. His right leg in three different places, the side of his right abdominal area in two different places, his left pectoral area toward the center. Lestat wailed in pain as he even felt this through the numbness of his body. Looking at his back, though, one could see that the bones had slid through to the other side, making them seen through his back. It was tragic what he felt. He pushed away from his opponent and stumbled backwards a few meters. he was in obvious pain and was unable to fight any longer. He was losing consciousness quickly. He body reverting back to his normal look. Still out of it, though, he lye on the ground unable to move. The flames moving about him, slowly cauterizing his wounds. The wounds closed quickly due to the immense heat of his emerald fire but the inside on the other hand would need to heal normally. This holes would leave scars, however, in the near future that will give him even a little remembrance of how he scared his girlfriend half to death, destroyed a section of the woods, and attacked a man for obviously unnecessary reasons.
After minutes, Lestat lye on the ground shirtless, in excruciating pain. His tattoo like markings that he was born with absorbed the remaining fire use in later times and the metal plates fell from his body clanging against the broken ground beneath him. His eyes were open but he was unable to move even those as he was in too much pain. His blood shot and emerald eyes stared into the sky above. He couldn't even think subconsciously let alone consciously about what had happened. The holes in his body turned a deep brown color after they were cauterized by the seemingly self sustaining fire. He lays only ya few meters from his opponent which was a safe distance given the circumstances of both of them though there was no telling what the man could do next. For the mental stability of Lestat, forbid anything happen to Flayace.
Blinking and holding her hands up to her face, she couldn't bare to watch, even though she knew she had to encase of Lesat getting hurt. Still using her power to get the best view of the frightening battle, she wanted it to end. She wanted things to go back to normal, as if none of this had happened. It was so weird to her as to how fast the situation had changed. Watching them fight mad her sick tot the stomach, and she couldn't bare the thought of Lestat getting hurt. As it seemed that Lestat now didn't even look human, she knew that in that state she had no chance of snapping him out of whatever he was in. he with blind with rage, which scared Flayace. Tightening her hands together as Lestat rushed towards his foe, her heart stopped at the sight of the affects of the decision. She then stopped watching and instantly opened her eyes at the sight of bones going through Lestat. She felt to her knees instantly, as a heavy stream of tears flooded her face. She couldn't move, she didn't want to move. Watching as his body staggered backwards and hit the ground lifeless, she couldn't control her tears. She didn't know what to do. Watching for a few moments as she slowly regained her strength to move, she saw that he wasn't moving, that he wasn't even trying to move at all.
"L...Lestat." She said under her breath as she cleaned her face of tears. She needed to be strong, she couldn't wimp out and leave him there, not like that, not ever. Slowly standing up, she ran over to him, as fast as she could, not paying any attention to the other person that had done this to him. Kneeling down beside his un-moving body, her face yet again filled with tears, a few landing on Lestat's lifeless face. "Please, be okay." She made out in between sobs."I'm proud of you Lestat.... Let's just go back okay? And we can go back to the cafe and have another date." She tried to crack a smile and him, but it just made her cry even more. "Thank you for protecting me, I need you here so you can keep doing that! So stop playing around!" She tried to push the tears back up it didn't help. Leaning down and putting her head on her chest for a second, there was still a heartbeat, but it was faint and slow. Wrapping her arms around him, she hugged him for a moment before using all of her strength to pull him up. "Get up silly! I need you!" She shouted at him before giving up and crying into his chest. She had to get him out of there, but she had no way of doing that, at least none that she could think of.
"L...Lestat." She said under her breath as she cleaned her face of tears. She needed to be strong, she couldn't wimp out and leave him there, not like that, not ever. Slowly standing up, she ran over to him, as fast as she could, not paying any attention to the other person that had done this to him. Kneeling down beside his un-moving body, her face yet again filled with tears, a few landing on Lestat's lifeless face. "Please, be okay." She made out in between sobs."I'm proud of you Lestat.... Let's just go back okay? And we can go back to the cafe and have another date." She tried to crack a smile and him, but it just made her cry even more. "Thank you for protecting me, I need you here so you can keep doing that! So stop playing around!" She tried to push the tears back up it didn't help. Leaning down and putting her head on her chest for a second, there was still a heartbeat, but it was faint and slow. Wrapping her arms around him, she hugged him for a moment before using all of her strength to pull him up. "Get up silly! I need you!" She shouted at him before giving up and crying into his chest. She had to get him out of there, but she had no way of doing that, at least none that she could think of.
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The demonic appearing man had fallen now but not before sending more intense fire circulating through the air and into his body If Marshall had been conscious he would surely scream a pain so unbearable it was completely uncomparable to that so durable. His mind was in an alternate reality one in which he found happiness and solace his own personal Utopia but for the loneliness.
The Bones which had protruded from his body would suddenly jolt back into place his skin torn his flesh shed, and all he could see was the colour red, he had no energy yet was somehow moving his body subconsciously moving it must be, He wondered was the man he had fought dead he had been pierced by bone hadn't he but what had it even done? That he did not know.
As he continued to walk seemingly towards a tree one which seemed so peaceful and filled with natural beauty, there was a heart with a R.I.P inside, this was where he had found to be alone and both remember his parents yet forget his grievances.
His insides would begin to stir all over his bones threatening to shoot out again at any moment and so the would but perhaps he could find another moment at least long enough to lay his life upon this tree for his eternal rest. Unfortunately it was not so easy as he would have wished his bones would suddenly and painfully stretch outwards from his body heading in all directions towards the body of both the man he had fought and the woman whom he had forgot. Would it reach them was the true question? perhaps, perhaps not.
The feeling of nausea would consume him and he would continue to retch until finally the bones reunited within his body causing a sudden stir within his stomach, his body would hunch over and his mouth would shoot the retchid bile. He would fall to the ground just before he could reach the tree his eyes staring at the heart of which he had marked and his arm outstretched until a light would flash before his eyes and his body would become motionless, his organs finishing their work but for a faint heartbeat that would continue to thrust.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2X_2IdybTV0
His last thoughts as he contemplated this final end:
I Am Sorry Dear Mother
For What I Have Lost
I've Been Such A Bother
You Protected Me
Your Life You Had Left
You And Father's Legacy
For Me To Live On
And Survive Long
It Was Well While It Lasted
I Hope I Have Not Wasted
Or Squandered
All Of Which You Have Gifted
Now Dear Mother I'm Ready
To Be back With You.
The demonic appearing man had fallen now but not before sending more intense fire circulating through the air and into his body If Marshall had been conscious he would surely scream a pain so unbearable it was completely uncomparable to that so durable. His mind was in an alternate reality one in which he found happiness and solace his own personal Utopia but for the loneliness.
The Bones which had protruded from his body would suddenly jolt back into place his skin torn his flesh shed, and all he could see was the colour red, he had no energy yet was somehow moving his body subconsciously moving it must be, He wondered was the man he had fought dead he had been pierced by bone hadn't he but what had it even done? That he did not know.
As he continued to walk seemingly towards a tree one which seemed so peaceful and filled with natural beauty, there was a heart with a R.I.P inside, this was where he had found to be alone and both remember his parents yet forget his grievances.
His insides would begin to stir all over his bones threatening to shoot out again at any moment and so the would but perhaps he could find another moment at least long enough to lay his life upon this tree for his eternal rest. Unfortunately it was not so easy as he would have wished his bones would suddenly and painfully stretch outwards from his body heading in all directions towards the body of both the man he had fought and the woman whom he had forgot. Would it reach them was the true question? perhaps, perhaps not.
The feeling of nausea would consume him and he would continue to retch until finally the bones reunited within his body causing a sudden stir within his stomach, his body would hunch over and his mouth would shoot the retchid bile. He would fall to the ground just before he could reach the tree his eyes staring at the heart of which he had marked and his arm outstretched until a light would flash before his eyes and his body would become motionless, his organs finishing their work but for a faint heartbeat that would continue to thrust.
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His last thoughts as he contemplated this final end:
I Am Sorry Dear Mother
For What I Have Lost
I've Been Such A Bother
You Protected Me
Your Life You Had Left
You And Father's Legacy
For Me To Live On
And Survive Long
It Was Well While It Lasted
I Hope I Have Not Wasted
Or Squandered
All Of Which You Have Gifted
Now Dear Mother I'm Ready
To Be back With You.