Quote of the Month
"Look up in the sky. It's a bird. It's a plane. No, it's Air Man bitch, and I'm bringin' the pain."
- Duane & BrandO, MEGAMAN 2
"Just be careful."
There was no grand entrance for the Old God, no display of power, or anything to prove his superiority. He just appeared in front of them.
He stood about a foot taller than Casimir, and resembled an ancient warrior. Shoulders smoking from his transition to this dimension, he didn't seem overly pleased to be here.
But when he saw what Casimir had become, he nodded in understanding. "So, it has finally come to pass. Tell me, young Godling, how do you feel?"
"I feel like I could kill you for doing this." Casimir replied calmly.
Arnvusiil only nodded. It was true, he could have killed him for speaking to him like that. But, it had always been like this. It had been for him. "You could attempt it, in fact I would enjoy the challenge. But, I assume that is not why you have called me to this place."
He glanced at the others, his gaze lingering the longest on both Rivia and Max. He then spoke to them directly. "So tell me, did you view his ascension first hand? ... Be honest. How did it make you feel?" His eyes glittered with interest.
"Yeah. Lunarius is fully assembled in you, Rose. That makes fighting him pretty much impossible, since he's probably going to kill the crap out of psychics and Cas if they try to help." Sloane sat down, helpless and drained.
"I only have one idea, and it's just stupid. It'd hurt you more than leaving him in would, I'd think." He admitted.
When the Old God arrived, she was expecting something a little more... impressive looking. This old, ragged pile of bones looks more like a henchman from one of those RPG video games than a higher being, but who is she to say.
When he speaks, she backs up a step. With narrowed eyes and a firey glare, she says, "I was right here when he 'ascended'. I was afraid for him. I could and should kill you for what you and your...your friends did to him."
Standing to her feet, the possession had left her feeling completely empty inside yet it was not enough to stay her words. "Impossible? That's what he wants you to think, Sloane."
Now that her problems had a face, voice, and personality, she was no longer afraid. No longer was she flailing at the darkness for answers and finding only more questions.
"I may have inherited his power, but it is no longer his! We may be related by blood, but I am my own person!"
Quote of the Month
"Look up in the sky. It's a bird. It's a plane. No, it's Air Man bitch, and I'm bringin' the pain."
- Duane & BrandO, MEGAMAN 2
"Yeah, you're right!" Sloane stood with her, surprised at her determination even at this late stage. If she was strong, then he would have to be as well.
"We'll find a way, Rose. No matter how long it takes, you'll beat him. His power can't stop you from winning, we'll make sure of that!"
- Running on Adrenaline and Sheer Willpower.
- Trying to Stay Sane in an Insane World.
- Why Should Time Have Wings and Not I?
- Born in Wrong Comic Book Universe
Quote of the Month
"Look up in the sky. It's a bird. It's a plane. No, it's Air Man bitch, and I'm bringin' the pain."
- Duane & BrandO, MEGAMAN 2
"Oh, please. Get real, sir. As powerful as you are, you can't return Cas back to his normal human self?" Her eyes now flashed red, and her hair seemed to get redder and wilder like a flame, "Haven't you ever heard about free will? Don't you realize we deserve the right to choose for ourselves?"
- Running on Adrenaline and Sheer Willpower.
- Trying to Stay Sane in an Insane World.
- Why Should Time Have Wings and Not I?
- Born in Wrong Comic Book Universe
"With pleasure." As she extends her hands, she draws electricity from the Old God's body. Swirling blue and white energies rocket out of her outstretched hands and slam into the Old God. When it explodes on impact, she contains it so that it does not damage the hall they are in.
OOC: A blast of Fire 52 in an enclosed place is probably a bad idea. Maybe.
- Running on Adrenaline and Sheer Willpower.
- Trying to Stay Sane in an Insane World.
- Why Should Time Have Wings and Not I?
- Born in Wrong Comic Book Universe
Arnvusiil makes no move to dodge or even block the attack. The blow hits him in the midsection, and... Does nothing more than burn his armor. When it explodes, he is obscured by the flames, and when they die out they'd all see he had merely caught fire."
"Mm. Impressive... I have not been hit with something that powerful since the last great war.. The one that ruined this planet and killed most of my kin." He grinned. "I see now why the Queen spoke so highly of you."
Still on fire he turned his attention to Rivia.
"You do not understand."
Casimir stared at him and without missing a step said. "Then explain it. Explain why I look like this... Sound, like this... Feel, like this. What have you done to me?"
Arnvusiil looked at him, eyes glittering. "You mean you did not know? When we fought last. When I broke you and saw the spark.. I told you you had it... I did not put it there. Neither did the blood of Du-Sinharsihl... It only sped up the process. That spark, the touch of the Old Gods... Call it a birthright... an Inheritance, if you will. That is something I cannot control, or change. Merely help realize." He looked at Rivia, then to Casimir. "Do you understand?"
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