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POSTED ON Sept 24, 2023 5:55:59 GMT

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Nature did not bow before the will of mankind, and neither would Elisabeth.[break][break]

His threats washed over her like rain, the roots of her resentment drinking from it like an unending font of spite. In the midst of pink plumes of smoke, slimy silhouettes of lurching seaweed would begin to writhe and twist out of the corners of his immediately vision, crawling up from the sea.[break][break]

"Who are you to threaten me?" she demanded instead. The mist didn't retreat; it pushed further, incensed by his audacity. "Who are you, to intrude on my territory and demand my knowledge, while acting as if I am the one who threatened you?"[break][break]

His own arrogance didn't go unobserved.

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POSTED ON Sept 24, 2023 6:14:30 GMT

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[attr="class","char-words"]Stoic, but not impassive, he stares down the avatar with a glint of anger in his eyes.
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"How quick ye are ta forget. I've made no demands of ye, though ye've certainly made quite a few of yer own."
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The muscles of his face twitch, eyes taking in the mist and seaweed.
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"And here ye are showin' me my instincts were right. Ye've been nothin' but aggressive, threatenin', and posturin' with all the grace of a rock blunderin' through a house a glass. Ye insult me, and my kid, yet ye expect compliance? Cus you're gone and fucked off with a God? I couldn't care less who ya serve, on yer knees or otherwise, but if I won't bend ta Matias fuckin' Silph I sure as 'ell won't bend to whatever Sea Witch is standin' in front of me now. "

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POSTED ON Sept 24, 2023 6:26:14 GMT

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"Then you are deaf and blind, then. Not merely foolish."[break][break]

Her tongue clicked with dismissal, the disapproval in her eyes glaringly obvious.[break][break]

"I offer you courtesy, not aggression. I have yet to touch a hair on that child's head. An Arbok may flare its hood when you trespass its nest, but it will only attack when those warnings are not heeded."[break][break]

This time when the rolling fog proceeded in its relentless advance, the gentleness of its approach abruptly ceased. It thickened with a vengeance, while the red tide stifled the air so that all nearby were forced to cough in lungfuls of the pink mist -- drowning in its hypnotic expanse.[break][break]

"You should have heeded mine."[break][break]

elisabeth can also expel a fog that causes affected targets to enter a BERSERK TRANCE. this can be used to tunnel their aggression onto a particular target. in roll-based events, characters who are in this fog roll with disadvantage (take the lower of two rolls). spread of the fog is determined by the moderator.
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The child would feel the effects first.[break][break]

Biology demanded it.

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POSTED ON Sept 25, 2023 2:25:13 GMT

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[attr="class","char-words"]Something in the aura flares and immediately the Lucario tenses, eyes narrowing. His senses snap, severed by this corrupting fog, and he feels blind for the first time in his life. It's disorienting, stifling. [Break][break]

Delta squirms in his arms, the naturally calm and quiet girl thrashing like a demon possessed. Visceral, bloodthirsty screams rip from her throat, and it takes a concentrated effort to keep her safe from herself. King recognizes this Mist, and knows the fate that awaits those who linger in it too long.
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He turns on the Lucario with eyes wide in concern for the little girl. "Take 'er! GO!" He snarls and the look of conviction that settles onto his face tells Xen all he needs. In a burst of extreme speed he's gone.
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King, on the other hand, turns back to face the woman. He does, perhaps, what she doesn't expect - he inhales. Freya had fought like a dragon beneath Fernandos corrupting influence, and that was a woman not yet properly molded.
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King on the other hand? Rage? Hatred? They were familiar to him in ways few people could understand. The mist sifts through his veins, calling to action this deep rooted anger; his blood and other organs responds greedily.
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This Mist carves no new pathways in its need to spread its influence. It simple rides through the grooves and scars left behind by his own volatile nature. King soaks in this familiarity, riding a high of nostalgia that sends shivers down his spine.
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His fingers curl inward as the muscles strain to keep in check this growing hatred, veins bulging beneath pale flesh. One hand bleeds beneath the pressure while the other curls around a Pokeball. A Urushifu. It's trained well, readying itself into a destructive single-fist stance.
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King looks up at the woman finally, lips parting to reveal canines that gleam hungrily.[break][break]

"What did ye call me? A beast? A brute?" The words are hard, his voice straining even as the details of their conversation slip through imaginary cracks. "Looks like ye were right."
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Bloodlust consumes him as he tears forward, self preservation be damned.
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POSTED ON Sept 26, 2023 0:22:32 GMT

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Perhaps neither of them were what the other expected, for as he breathed in the mist willfully, Elisabeth laughed.[break][break]

"All men are monsters," she promised him, a grin slashing across her lips with unparalleled delight. "It's just a manner of unveiling the beast behind the mask."[break][break]

And oh, how she reveled in playing that game.[break][break]

The nearby reeds rustled as an autumnal chill descended upon the shoreline, the pink mist dispersing in favor of a blackened shadow that stretched across the sand. Two ochre eyes glimmered through the rose-hued gloom, heralding the arrival of WO-CHIEN by its mistress's side.[break][break]

Thorns began to impossibly prickle on the sides of the reeds, needle-like and sharp.[break][break]

"You were right to send the child away," she said, and as he reached forward to strike her, the wheat-gold plants surged forward like a sea of their own, crawling across the beach to form an impenetrable barrier between KING WAYLAND and the woman before him. "I'm a monster, too."[break][break]

A SPRINGTIDE STORM of rotting petals began to swirl overhead in a mockery of a nimbus cloud, aiming its storm of rot and decay for the Urshifu at his side.

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[attr="class","char-words"]Lips part ever so slightly as mist filters out, his manic grin meeting the barrier forged by the avatar. Her words resonate with him, and King loses himself to this... rush. He wraps it around like a safety net, suppresses the bubbling thoughts of concern and fear, and simply exists.
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A lifetime of anger, of pain, and betrayal surfaces. It rises like bile, feeding the corruption that suffuses him now.
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He allows it.
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A monster. Yes. A monster would due. He'd long since held that label, though, they were the true monsters. Or, they were, typically. Today? Just for today he'd embrace what he kept hidden at the dark recesses of his mind.
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The storm of petals lances out and consumes the Urshifu, its cries of pain falling on deaf ears. Was use was pain to King Wayland? What use was weakness? He reaches further into himself and pulls on the string that binds them. MEGA EVOLUTION consumes the mythical, muted in this corrosive environment.
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King stares at the barrier in-front of him and can't keep back the savage glee from manifesting in his voice.
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"Got'cha!"
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An unseen fist brings forth a wicked blow and this shield was powerless to stop it.
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POSTED ON Oct 10, 2023 1:42:31 GMT

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The Urshifu's MEGA-EVOLVED state loomed high as it cast judgment down on Elisabeth, shattering her barrier with one fell blow. Elisabeth let one of the loose strands wrap around her, swerving her just out of reach of the ensuring follow-up attack.[break][break]

"Why did you really come here?" Elisabeth taunted him, laughing again as she breathed in the heady mist herself; resentment flowed through her veins with newfound energy, her BARREN TERRAIN stretching out to leech power and energy from the man and his Pokemon to strengthen her with spite. "What did you hope to achieve?"[break][break]

Dark energies surged around Wo-chien, preparing a RUINATION that rushed towards the towering ursine creature with overwhelming destructive power. It echoed the gleam in its mistress's eyes, intent on the inherent glee of breaking things apart with no intention of rebuilding.[break][break]

"I'm not the woman who truly angers you."

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POSTED ON Oct 21, 2023 1:52:16 GMT

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[attr="class","snub-greyson"]He'd come here for reasons entirely unrelated to this tussle, guided only upon arrival to a lingering connection to the woman he loved. Like most things with her now-a-days, it led to unforeseen complications.

"No, yer not the one." Even through the haze of his thoughts, this anger of his was mostly misdirected. Sure, she'd made enemies out of him for simply insulting his daughter, but that wasn't enough to send him down this warpath. "But yer the one here." And that was good enough.

detecting

the legendary's attack was effortless, but the devastating force behind the

ruination

was not to be underestimated. Urshifu's strength was fleeting with each passing second, and despite its own training, the mist would seep in too. They were on a time-limit. He needed to act. To do something. If Wo-Chien was disoriented...

He sends a

dynamic punch

spiraling towards the creature, the mythical's bulk and speed placed directly in the snails path.

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