forum The others were great, but third time's the charm! (Character Chat)

Started March 03, 2019 by Deleted user

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He sat there for a moment, sweat beading up on his forehead. "The hell was that?"

She eyed him for a good minute.

He looked back at her with a confused expression.

"You may not want be Caretaker, but Runes chose you. Great honor. No training needed." She blinked back her jealous tears. "When want to care for a Temple, free to do so without Caretaker license."

He groaned, letting head hang. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, shit. Fuck."
((lol

She sniffed, pretending to be disgusted with him. "Will not effect you in life. No need to be upset." She turned on her heel, a tad more distant and curt than before.

He felt like stomping on the ground in frustration, but decided against it. "Why me? Like, what about me makes every-fucking-thing in the universe want to capture and fucking use me?"

Her shoulders tensed as she walked. "Not use. Runes not use. Other cannot speak for."

He sighed. "Whatever. Let's just kill this fucking guy so I can bounce."

"Fine with me." She led him downstairs, grabbing a torch while she took the stairs two at a time. The firelight gleamed against her metal arm, flickering and sputtering in protest at her quick pace.

He followed her, albeit much slower. It's sad this isn't the weirdest think I've experienced in the past 24 hours.

She met up with Hero at the bottom, who had out his ax and his back against a wall next to an open door. He jerked his head inside, gesturing to the man inside. Clover pressed herself against the wall on the other side of the door.

Runner walked in, blinking a few times to get his eyes adjusted to the dark. "You're in for a bad, bad time. I've got a lot of frustration, and and actual reason to kick your ass from here to fucking Cancun. So come out. Now."

A man in robes stepped into a spot of moonlight. "Ah. Another one of those damned Caretakers?" He chuckled. "You have far more fire than those last ones." He swept a hand towards a bloody heap of shredded bodies.

"I'm not no fuckin' Caretaker. And I got a whole lot more than just fire, bub." His body was suddenly ablaze, lighting the whole room with the orange low of the hellfire.

The man looked oddly surprised. "Well then. This just got interesting." He spread his arms, and symbols glowed around him.
Clover silently snarled at the man from where she stood. Fake Runes. Not as powerful, but still.
Hero nodded at Clover and flipped his ax, putting it into single-blade mode. He charged in, yelling. A distraction.
Clover flicked her fingers, lessening the man's gravitational pull. While he whirled on Hero, he didn't notice his feet slowly lifting off the ground. Go, she silently urged Runner. He can't run.

Runner growled, charging forward with unexpected speed from a guy of his body type and grabbing the man by the neck and throwing his as hard as he could at one of the glowing runes on the wall.

The Rune glowed brighter. The man screamed, having been slammed against the decay Rune. "No! How!? They don't work!"

"Surprise,"He said, looking bored. He began playing with the thought of putting a thumbfull of hellfire on his feet, but then shook his head. I'm turning into a sadist.

The man's flesh slowly began decaying away–the Rune a little slower from the lack of energy. Clover ran up to Runner and pulled him away. "Not safe. Get you too."

He looked up at her with wide eyes, as the hellfire still danced on his skin.

She hung back, gripping her mildly burned nonmetal arm. She had only grabbed him for a small space of time, so the hellfire didn't have enough time to completely leap at the chance to kill her.

It was immediately extinguished, Runner's hair still smoking slightly. "Why in all hell would you do that?"

She looked away, her arm trembling from the suppressed pain. "You decay too, if I not. Too reckless."

"Then tell me. That could've killed you!" He stood up, starting to walk over to her. "Let me see your arm."