Post by Genesis on May 30, 2008 11:43:33 GMT -5
(OPEN to anyone, really. So just jump on in. Kisho is in NORMAL text, Seibutsu is in RED text!)
"Pain for the unfaithful."
SLASH.
"Silence for the damned."
STAB.
"Suffering for the weak."
"...Death releases you from your human bonds..."
SCHHEEEEEEE!!!
Echoed throughout the dark reaches of the Midgar Slums...the ruins of MeteorFall and battles long past...the screams of people who met their end rang sharply in the damp atmosphere. The screams of the living, the dying and the already dead was all the comfort he had left. No more longing for selfish desire. No more input nessacary to survive. He was just a shell; a host to the real living thing that controlled him.
"Lust for the crimson of blood, over that of the human heart."
The sounds of metal slicing through flesh and bone rang sharply through his ears, his senses perked into alert-mode at all times...even at this moment, when Seibutsu's hunger for death was fulfilled, Kisho felt empty and as if he accomplished nothing. Just taking a human life, what could that really acheive? He'd done it so many times before, in so many different ways...and he was the favourite of the family; acheivment was always in his stride, his every limb beefed-up through the advanced training in SOLDIER was a sight to show his acheivments in life. But to what cost?
The retched stench of humanity sicked him to his stomach, so much that he pushed himself from declaring himself as 'one of them'. His body was human, but inside...Seibutsu was not. He was a monster; cold and ruthless, longing to be the last living thing on the planet...to prove that he was the ultimate lifeform. That he was King Bahamut.
Seibutsu's hunger for death was beyond Kisho's control; unlike a certain gunman who had 'monster' issues he'd read about in reports at the newly built ShinRa Headquarters. Kisho had to deal with and accept anything that happens when Seibutsu 'wakes up' within him, and that could be at any time and any place. For years Kisho tried to control Seibutsu through intelligence and reasoning, and that only held the beast at bay for a short while...once Kisho was fully deprived of all emotion, Seibutsu struck out and took full control of him. Using him as his vessel.
"...far--beyond the hills...the dark---ness awaits..."
Thudump. Thudump.
"...where Hells gates aw---aken him..."
Thudump. Thudump.
"...through pain and sorrow...his hu---nger grows..."
*SLASH! STAB!*
"...all shall die..."
ROAAAAAAARRRR!!
"...all sha---ll...."
*growl*
"...die..."
His beast finally gave way; Seibutsu was satisfied by the bloodshed before him, the human youths Kisho annihalated under the monsters command where scattered within the building...with their blood soaking into any fabric nearby, if not into the floorboards.
Kisho was grateful this time, Seibutsu left him to do the killing in his human form instead of take up that demonic dragon's appearance. So now that the beast was calm and back in slumber, Kisho took this oppertunity to take a seat on the old breakfastbar and cleanse his blade of the humans blood with an old cloth he retreived from under the sink.
A slight rattling sound outside the front door, which was to his right, caught his attention for a breif moment.
"...you'd think the smell would keep humans away from my home..." Kisho chuckled, eyeing the front door which was slightly if not barely hanging on its hindges.
"...then again..." he chuckled once more, glancing down at the corpses of the recently butchered human youths.
"...I've been wrong before."
((Reno is eventually going to end up in this topic too.))
"Pain for the unfaithful."
SLASH.
"Silence for the damned."
STAB.
"Suffering for the weak."
"...Death releases you from your human bonds..."
SCHHEEEEEEE!!!
Echoed throughout the dark reaches of the Midgar Slums...the ruins of MeteorFall and battles long past...the screams of people who met their end rang sharply in the damp atmosphere. The screams of the living, the dying and the already dead was all the comfort he had left. No more longing for selfish desire. No more input nessacary to survive. He was just a shell; a host to the real living thing that controlled him.
"Lust for the crimson of blood, over that of the human heart."
The sounds of metal slicing through flesh and bone rang sharply through his ears, his senses perked into alert-mode at all times...even at this moment, when Seibutsu's hunger for death was fulfilled, Kisho felt empty and as if he accomplished nothing. Just taking a human life, what could that really acheive? He'd done it so many times before, in so many different ways...and he was the favourite of the family; acheivment was always in his stride, his every limb beefed-up through the advanced training in SOLDIER was a sight to show his acheivments in life. But to what cost?
The retched stench of humanity sicked him to his stomach, so much that he pushed himself from declaring himself as 'one of them'. His body was human, but inside...Seibutsu was not. He was a monster; cold and ruthless, longing to be the last living thing on the planet...to prove that he was the ultimate lifeform. That he was King Bahamut.
Seibutsu's hunger for death was beyond Kisho's control; unlike a certain gunman who had 'monster' issues he'd read about in reports at the newly built ShinRa Headquarters. Kisho had to deal with and accept anything that happens when Seibutsu 'wakes up' within him, and that could be at any time and any place. For years Kisho tried to control Seibutsu through intelligence and reasoning, and that only held the beast at bay for a short while...once Kisho was fully deprived of all emotion, Seibutsu struck out and took full control of him. Using him as his vessel.
"...far--beyond the hills...the dark---ness awaits..."
Thudump. Thudump.
"...where Hells gates aw---aken him..."
Thudump. Thudump.
"...through pain and sorrow...his hu---nger grows..."
*SLASH! STAB!*
"...all shall die..."
ROAAAAAAARRRR!!
"...all sha---ll...."
*growl*
"...die..."
His beast finally gave way; Seibutsu was satisfied by the bloodshed before him, the human youths Kisho annihalated under the monsters command where scattered within the building...with their blood soaking into any fabric nearby, if not into the floorboards.
Kisho was grateful this time, Seibutsu left him to do the killing in his human form instead of take up that demonic dragon's appearance. So now that the beast was calm and back in slumber, Kisho took this oppertunity to take a seat on the old breakfastbar and cleanse his blade of the humans blood with an old cloth he retreived from under the sink.
A slight rattling sound outside the front door, which was to his right, caught his attention for a breif moment.
"...you'd think the smell would keep humans away from my home..." Kisho chuckled, eyeing the front door which was slightly if not barely hanging on its hindges.
"...then again..." he chuckled once more, glancing down at the corpses of the recently butchered human youths.
"...I've been wrong before."
((Reno is eventually going to end up in this topic too.))
