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Post by Iole on Mar 3, 2009 18:57:53 GMT -5
::At the sight of the creature, Iole's breathing grows staggered and uneasy as she backs away to where Rainii and Eva are standing, grasping Eva's hand tightly. She whispers four paniced words that everyone in the group is sure to hear::
The King in Yellow.
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Post by Kenny on Mar 3, 2009 19:25:03 GMT -5
:When he heard Iole whispered those words Kenny gulped a bit as he saw the dead women:
"This is so creepy"
:He felt a bit green in the face with sickness:
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Post by Situation on Mar 3, 2009 19:42:13 GMT -5
::The King remains staring out the window but Iole's statement makes him flinch slightly, the words catching his attention certainly. Though, despite this, the King remains where he is, with his back turned on the others, just standing and staring out the window, gazing at nothing.::
::Oliver catches Iole's words and looks up, his ears perked high. He stares curiously at the group, perplexed, then to the window, then back. An air of confusion falling over him followed by sense of anxiety and fear.::
Wat... ye all look'in at, so?"
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Post by Lillith on Mar 3, 2009 22:48:48 GMT -5
::Lillith's fist tightens, and she becomes very aware of the crossbow still strapped to her wrist::
Are you it? Are you the cause of all this?
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Post by Situation on Mar 3, 2009 22:56:28 GMT -5
I am, I am the one you fear.
::The King speaks with a raspy and startling voice, its pericing as if he was speaking directly into your ears. He doesn't move from his spot, staying turned away and gazing forward to the outside.::
I am the Yellow One.
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Post by Lillith on Mar 3, 2009 23:48:32 GMT -5
::Lillith tries to steady her breathing so her words will sound stronger than she feels right now. There is no good, or evil that she can sense from this being. Only fear and anxiety::
What are you? Are you Gwen, or are you something above her?
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Post by Situation on Mar 3, 2009 23:56:03 GMT -5
I am what is, what was, and what will always be.
::The King sways slightly, as if mimicking the motion of a sea going vessel, just every so slightly, whisp like.::
I am not Gwen, I am nothing, I am only a necessity.
::Oliver however is very confused by the events unfolding, tilting his head like a confused dog. He looks to the others, wondering what it is that has caught their attention.::
Who ye talkin ta? Was wrong?
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Post by Lillith on Mar 4, 2009 0:03:04 GMT -5
::Lillith ignores Oliver's question, all her attention held by the King::
What did Gwen and the others hope to gain from bringing you here. In chess, The King is the piece that all the others serve, but he himself is the weakest, only able to move one space at a time, much like a pawn. He must act through others like the knight, the bishop and the queen. But why did those pieces follow you?
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Post by Iole on Mar 4, 2009 0:04:42 GMT -5
::Iole pulls Oliver back with her, and he can feel her hand trembling::
Ollie what are you talking about? You mean you can't see him?
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Post by Situation on Mar 4, 2009 0:20:59 GMT -5
A creature such as you may not understand the actions of myself, really your kind never can or ever will. I told them what they wanted to hear so that I may once again regain the balance.
::The King turns then, cradled there in its arms is the child, its body now black as if frost bitten. It's dead, for sure. He spreads his arms and the child drops to the deck, its brittle body shattering into dust and pieces.::
Yet that has failed to come to fruition by the actions of you and your kind.
::He turns back around to stare out at the world, you can almost detect a hint of disdain in his voice as he spoke.::
::Oliver however seems to be freaking out now.::
I saw tat...
::He says as his eyes stare transfixed at the broken and dried body of the dead baby on the deck, that to his recollection appeared from nowhere.::
Wats... goin on?
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Post by Lillith on Mar 4, 2009 0:24:21 GMT -5
That might explain something.
::Lillith pieces together the appearance of the stillborn infant with Oliver's words::
Oliver, you've never been sick a day in your life have you.
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Post by Situation on Mar 4, 2009 0:36:10 GMT -5
::Oliver shakes his head no, burying himself closer to the others.::
With the blood of Simon I cannot make myself known.
::The creature states as Lillith pieces together the events unfolding.::
You and the rest of your ilk however... when I wish to make myself known. With the shot, I made myself a part of you and that is how you know me.
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Post by Lillith on Mar 4, 2009 0:46:00 GMT -5
So the god Locsel Kuth that the Architechts revered was nothing more than a byproduct of that virus August and Gwen dug up? And Oliver can't see you because of his father's immune system. Let me guess. August thought he could call on an ancient occult power so he could continue his master's agenda, and Gwen was trying to get her hands on a biological weapon. And that lead them to you. Am I wrong?
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Post by Situation on Mar 4, 2009 0:51:53 GMT -5
::The King begins to laugh lowly, building slowly.::
The ignorance of animals. They appear to know so much, but its all instinct driven, and that is all you can understand, is your instinct. Tragic that your instinct leads you so blindly.
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Post by Dante Shadesang on Mar 4, 2009 2:38:29 GMT -5
Dante ponders upon this while his wings are moved further tighter in from the pondering. The King in Yellow... so he is nothing much than a illusion caused by a virus... but this King of Yellow responds with smug to their assumptions... and how instinct makes them think they know everything and that they are ignorant... it was then he thought if this was the better question is to ask...
"... what we know is that you are the King of Yellow, the Yellow One, whatever you are called, causing trouble upon us... somehow a unique disease to make illusions of you to be known for your personal reasons...
But then... who or what are you exactly then and your true personal purpose? Since you yourself know it better than us... is that it?" He points to the remains of the baby... "... and maybe you can answer about the child you just bear... was that not your attempt of reincarnation... or something else we do not know?"
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Post by Situation on Mar 4, 2009 3:02:19 GMT -5
::The King pauses for a moment, then his head turns slightly, one topaz eye staring at them from behind the darkness of his hood.::
Perhaps, you aren't all that ignorant of animals... least one of you.
::The creature smiles, showing an obvious sign of amusement.::
Well, the proper questions shall get the proper answer. I am Locsel Kuth, as you already know, the Yellow God in your primitive tongue, and my purpose is that of the weight that balances the scale of life and death. I am the entity that begins that great equality which death completes and consumes what remains.
::The King looks down to the body of the child with a hint of sadness.::
And that was to be the new vessel to help balance this world once more...
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Post by Iole on Mar 4, 2009 13:10:56 GMT -5
::All the King's talk of balance and hosts and life and death rings a bell in Iole's head. Hesitantly, she takes a step forward so the King can see her, and stands on shaky knees::
Are you connected to Loci?
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Post by Jas on Mar 4, 2009 13:45:15 GMT -5
*Upon hearing the figure's story, Jas thinks back to what he remembers of the gods and goddess's of Gaea* So, he's the god of balance? Funny how his name was forgotten by my people, unless... He never existed during the Cetra's era.
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Post by Situation on Mar 4, 2009 15:15:14 GMT -5
::The creature smirks ever so slightly, nodding.::
I am the Locus to the Loci. Though imperfect, he was created out of a necessity to be my physical hand to my otherwise fate at the mercy of wind and breath.
::Oliver still confused, looks at Iole and the others.::
Wats goin on exat'y? Wat's here?
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Post by Eva Natsuki on Mar 4, 2009 20:51:18 GMT -5
::Eva frowned slightly taking in everything that was said until now before looking down at Oliver::
"You can't see him because of your father's immune system but he's very much real considering you just saw the baby shatter...."
::She kept her eyes on the King her wings disappearing for the time being::
"So your saying that you've created Loci? Or are you saying that something else entirely has created him...."
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