Player Event - Chaos Plot

[folklorist]

Who: Helios and pretty much everyone who replied to this post
What: The demon god Apep which affixed itself to Helios’ soul has awoken.
When: August 6th-9th
Where: Starting around house 44 then mainly around town and the woods
Summary: Basically Helios gets possessed and causes all sorts of chaos and destruction that the evil god, Apep, is known for causing!
Rating: R for lots of violence



[ It’s strange how the twist of events of a simple evening walk could change much of everything. In an instant, that was Luceti’s way of things, changing things in an instant. And Helios never even saw it coming. There were still parts of that night and parts of his soul that he never truly understood. But there were always ways of finding out. They say hands on experience is one of the best ways of learning. And this is a lesson he and several others won't soon forget. ]

((ooc; Okay plot is a go! If anyone doesn’t have an out for their character to be saved please PM me or contact me on plurk at pathogenic~ Otherwise have fun!))

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[smackmywitchup]

[ By the time Isaac makes it over to her side, she's attempting to push herself up to her feet. She freezes, however, for a brief moment when he speaks. Tiredly, she looks up at him, blue eyes pleading for some semblance of what was once her brother, but she finds none.

Fortunately, she does have enough sense to not get her ribs broken. She sees his foot coming up, and as such, she does indeed roll out of the way and onto her knees. She quickly forces herself up with a cringe, her frown deepening. ]

I care not about what you do to me, brother, but leave everyone else alone!

[relictusdeus]

[He finds himself pleasantly surprised when she evades the attack, proving she wasn’t quite as dull creature as he took her to be in his present state of mind. But her self-effacing statement earns her no approval. He pauses, however, meaning to instill her with the false hope that he was considering her plea.]

Sacrificing yourself for the good of mankind… [His brow knits in an imitation of sorrow and he presses a hand to his chest, so moved by her resolve.] A touching gesture, sister. Hm.

[Lifting a slender finger to his chin, he muses aloud:] Shall I kill you...? Or destroy the others?

[His smile returns after a beat, thin and patient and cruel.]

…I believe I shall do both.

[Such a light, pleasant tone that sharply contrasts the viciousness with which his hand shoots out to snatch hold of her by the throat. Would she move, or accept her fate?] Beginning with you, miserable worm that you are!

[mountain_sage]

[Something is amiss. The sights and sounds of the destruction have Saleh searching frantically throughout the village for the cause. As he reaches their area, he catches sight of the redhead...and then catches sight of Julia in his death grip.]

[And then he snaps.]

Julia!

[He pushes himself, sprinting in their direction as fast as he could, bringing out his Thunder tome. Stopping just a few feet away, he pushes a hand forward, calling a bolt of lightning from above the Devil Forgemaster. The spell is quick, hopefully enough to stun him briefly, but mild enough to avoid serious damage (and to avoid hurting Julia).]

*WARNING* for Isaac's thoughts of violence/torture in the last paragraph.

[relictusdeus]

[The Forgemaster twists his head over his shoulder at the outcry, his lips peeling back into a jeering snarl. But before he can further react, the lightning bolt tears through him, his breath hitching at the suddenness of the pain. His grip around Julia’s throat tightens reflexively, his body rattled for an instant before the current passes through the ground and his muscles slacken, freed from paralysis. Stumbling and carelessly dropping her, he fixes Saleh with a withering, accusatory glare that burns deeply into his.

His head's hazy, thousands of nerve endings tingling and twitching in the spell's aftermath.

But this - this is nothing compared to the likes of the pain he is ruthlessly determined to inflict. No horrors his imaginative mind can conjure up are too gruesome, he thinks, with a feral sense of satisfaction. He knows already how he'd like it to begin: splintering every bone like kindling, from the littlest to the longer ones in the legs. One by one. And he knows how he'd like it to end: watching Saleh squirm, alive against all laws of logic, before thrusting him into a higher realm of agony that shouldn't exist. Oh, how the sight and the sound would please Lord Apep; and how it would please himself, just a little more. With a wry grin, the Forgemaster unsheathes his trident and stands at the ready while Crimson circles like a vulture overhead.

Let Saleh be the first to transcend the limits of human suffering.]

Re: *WARNING* for Isaac's thoughts of violence/torture in the last paragraph.

[smackmywitchup]

[ Julia really doesn't have much time to move or do much of ANYTHING when Isaac grabs her by the throat. Soon enough, however, Saleh's voice cuts through, and she quickly glances over in his direction, looking visibly somewhat relieved.

Unfortunately, between the slight current from that attack and Isaac's sudden tightened grip, she'd be nice and bruised for a while. Her neck, at least -- and then she's dropped. She pants, taking deep, full breaths as she quickly looks back up at Isaac, and then back at Saleh.

Her voice is hoarse when she calls out to Saleh. ] Please be careful, Isaac is not himself at all!

[mountain_sage]

[Saleh sees it, the inhuman, possessed look in Isaac's eyes. He was certainly not himself. Any rage that Saleh felt from seeing Isaac attacking his own sister is washed away upon realizing this.]

Isaac...? What's happened to you?

[As much as he wants to check on Julia's well-being and heal her wounds, he's certain that Isaac won't let him. That look in his eyes suggests he's about to attack, and so Saleh grips his staff and steels himself.]

[relictusdeus]

[The Forgemaster flicks a glance back towards Julia, annoyed bewilderment flickering in his eyes as he processes the question. Conspiring against him, are you? He has always been a servant of his Lord Apep as far as he’s aware; any attempt to delve further back into his past presents him with a kaleidoscope of memories – some true, others planted in his mind and indistinguishable from the real thing - and makes his temples throb viciously with the strain. Growling under his breath, he shakes them off in an effort to clear his head.]

Shut up!!

[He snaps to no one in particular, breathing and breathing and steadily composing himself. It's an expression heard from someone else and one which would leave a stronger impression than anything else that had came to mind.

A laugh bubbles from him after a moment.]

What happened to me? [Cool, merciless teasing.] Oh, I would be far more concerned with what shall happen to you before I have finished--!!

[Diving, Crimson launches sharpened shards of bone in Saleh’s direction – and Isaac charges to meet him, looking to sever his spine with a broad sweep of the trident.]

[mountain_sage]

[Isaac is beyond reasoning at this point, a fact proven as both he and the creature attack simultaneously. Saleh makes a mad dash to the side to evade, although a few of the bone shards do strike him in the upper arm, piercing the outer flesh. Saleh stumbles a bit, but props his other hand on the ground for a split second to avoid falling completely. He moves behind Isaac, pausing to pull out the bone shards carefully, and then tossing them aside.]

[Switching tomes, he brings out his Divine tome. Like last time, taking out Isaac's follower first would be the better and easier move. So the sage gathers up a ball of yellow magic and hurls it at Crimson, the ball leaving a fading trail of light behind it like a comet.]

[relictusdeus]

[The light streaking through the air catches one of Crimson's wings and it shrieks, Isaac’s head snapping upwards in time to see his child come spiraling to the ground, flapping frantically in an effort to lessen the impact of its descent.

Growling under his breath, teeth gritted, the Forgemaster whirls around, lifting a hand from his spear as he pivots to flick a winding streamer of fire in the direction of Saleh’s tome.]

[mountain_sage]

[Saleh sees the fire coming, but doesn't quite recover from the spell quick enough to avoid it. At the very least, he does manage to pull the tome back, cradling it tightly in his arms, turning his body away. This only results in the fire burning him in his already injured arm. The burn on top of the flesh wound prompts a loud scream of agony from the sage as he collapses to his knees.]

[He snaps his head back in Isaac's direction. He can't let Isaac win, not this time. Not when both Saleh and Julia's lives were at stake. His stands and casts his Divine spell once more. Except this time, the ball of light rises vertically in front of Saleh, and then drops towards Isaac from above.]

[relictusdeus]

[Hearing the hiss of singing skin and the accompanying cry of pain, Isaac’s pulse quickens briskly and his nerves tingle with a feral satisfaction. A bit of tit for tat and but a sweet taste of what would come. But the beam of light from Saleh’s tome arcs through the air and catches him in a delayed attempt to dive out of range. Both Dracula’s black magic and Apep influence react violently to the energy lancing through him, the pain different from that of an electric jolt. Every fibre of his being squirms in torment, and for a brief moment, it’s the most he can do just to shake and gasp and curse breathlessly while on his hands and knees, his eyes wide and staring blankly into empty space.

The dragon’s quick to act in his master's stead. Its landing had been clumsy at best, and in its state, there is no chance of it taking flight until it has recovered outside this battle. Still, the creature is not without its uses. Smoke coils from its nostrils as it musters the will to spew fire yet again - but this time, in steady stream that sweeps from side to side in an effort to burn Saleh and Julia in turn.]

[mountain_sage]

[Apparently, the creature was still able to fight, despite its condition. As much as it pained Saleh to attack an injured creature, he found himself with no choice but to do so, at least to keep Julia from being burned. He moved out of range of the creature's flame and quickly cast his Divine spell again, targeting the creature now.]

[relictusdeus]

[The beam strikes Crimson squarely and with a force that effectively intercepts its attack, causing it to reel on its feet, wings trembling. It throws back its head in a roar, tenaciously clinging to life still. But lacking the energy to be capable of performing significant magical abilities, it is far more than a liability than an asset, an easy target even if it were to bound at Saleh and to clamp its jaws around him or bludgeon his legs with a swing of its heavy tail.

On on his feet and undeterred, Isaac dismisses the creature for a well-deserved rest, fighting to shake off his daze long enough to bring his thoughts to sharp focus. Another devil will summoned in its stead, this one more agile and ferocious... and familiar, no doubt.]

[smackmywitchup]

[ That had most certainly been a close one, and Julia had seen enough. There was no helping it now; while she was physically no match for her brother, not by a long shot, and Saleh... she was not willing to risk his life, either.

She didn't want to have to do this, but... ]

...Saleh, his weakness is ice. If you know any ice spells... use them. They will, at the very least, slow him down.

[ She looks guilty... and she fixes Isaac with an apologetic look. 'Forgive me, brother...' ]

[mountain_sage]

[Saleh turns his head slightly towards Julia, not wanting to draw too much attention to her.]

Ice...?

[Fortunately, he has acquired an ice spell some time ago, and he brings it out, somewhat reluctantly. Fimbulvetr, the most powerful of the anima-based spells, save for the sacred Excalibur. He casts the spell, thrusting out a palm towards Isaac. A twister of blistering cold wind and snow forms in between the fighters and moves towards the Devil Forgemaster.]

[relictusdeus]

[Isaac’s expression twists into a rictus of fury as he overhears them while standing in their midst. Jerking his head to the side, his narrow-eyed gaze suddenly locks onto Julia, sharp and threatening as a knife – and he angles his trident blade-down, resting a foot behind one of the side-blades before sliding towards her on his spear, dead-set on slicing her in two.

It’s the chilling blast slams against his body, knocking him off course and nearly clean off his feet. Staggering, he recovers his footing in time to be caught again by the blustering winds unleashed. Clenching his teeth, the Forgemaster ducks his head with his arms crossed in front of him in rudimentary defense, his fiery red hair wildly blown about.

There’s little more than he can do for the moment but to rely on Abel, its arrival marked by a glimmer of light in the air and the dramatic unfurling of its feathered wings.]

Kill! [He hisses, the verbal command unneeded. Primed to strike, the devil plunges into a portal that opens in the ground, a line of sputtering flames trailing it as it seeks Saleh from below. And as it draws near, it readies itself to spawn a powerful explosion beneath his feet.]

[smackmywitchup]

[ She's fortunate that Saleh knows that spell, because had he not, she would have... well. She wouldn't be in one piece anymore, that was for sure.

Using the opportunity, Julia pushes herself back to her feet quickly glancing from Isaac and over to Abel; unfortunately, however, it's too late before Julia can act. Isaac's already given the command, much to her horror. ]

Saleh, please be careful!

[ Looking back over at Isaac, her hands ball into fists again. She feels a little more than useless at this point, and this is a feeling she most certainly detests. They can slow Isaac down all they want, but in the grand scheme of things, it isn't FIXING anything or making him normal. ]