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Lambs to the slaughter [Inverse Sou/Inami Asthavon]
Sat Oct 29, 2016 1:44 am
Artist: Undertale OST - Song: Your Best Friend - Word Count: 914
”..Such tender lambs.”
High in the sky a single being had been standing upside down, her feet pressed against the sky above as if it was a solid shape. If one was to look closely at the sky they could see ripples, invisible ripples that expanded from her feet before dissipating some couple thousand feet away. These ripples made the sky above her look as if it was one gigantic sea, one that had no end, nor a beginning. Her hair was hanging straight down, the pink, black and white strands intertangled with one another, while the demons horns protruded from her head. This demon wasn’t exactly petite either, instead filled with sensual curves and a manic grin that spread across her face as she could see everywhere the light touched. She could see the purity of a world that hadn’t been defiled, blown apart and destroyed like the earth that she had come to know. Everything was without supernatural incident for the most part . Everything had a tic, a place that it belonged. There was order here, tranquil law that seemed to be without reproach.
Now the problem was, where she was floating in inverse earth was actually rather important! One of the various countries capital stood directly above the spot she was floating, Over what at least in the earth she knew was known as central asia, however who knew what it was called here. So below alarms went off, she could see people running like ant’s bewildered, confused. Terrified even, and there just was something sick inside her, that made her enjoy the fear that she spread. Even now she spread her arms out and her smile twisted deviously as from her fingertips spanned several orbs of darkened energy. The runic symbols simply glittered along their midnight purple shells, before they inevitably grew to the size of small buildings. Their purple light shading the ground as the queen let them shoot off from her fingers, the orbs spiraling around her bodice, faster and faster until they shot off over the horizon.
Making sure that no two orbs where within a mile of each other, these orbs would almost simultaneously impact several different points, brilliant pillars of energy shooting up to light up the sky. They would leave holes the size of city blocks, with depths that made it so it would take more then normal vision to see the bottom of the holes that remained after these blasts dissipated. She hadn’t hit any vital structures, because she was a denizen of this inverse world, and a queen of the demon realm, and inverse demon realm. If she crushed the weak as she pleased there would be no one to see the lovely world that would come to fruition. Yes, order would succumb to pandemonium, even now she could see it happening. The maddening allure of anarchy taking root in the citizens that rushed military personnel, who abandoned morality to get ahead in lines, throwing the elderly aside, the young, the weak. Abandoned in haste.
And it was glorious, Inami no . . Dysnomia could feel it, the change in the air. Even as several aircraft bore down on her, her gaze continued to watch the weak defenseless beings run and scramble to hide. Even as the aircraft released their payload, lighting up the sky with explosives and attacks that caused below the roar of shockwave after shockwave to permeate the surrounding countryside. A huge plume of smoke had appeared where the demon queen’s body previously had been, and aircraft circled overhead slowly as if unsure of how to proceed. Since for at least several minutes all would remain quiet, until a beam shot from the haze, cleaving an aircraft in two generating a huge fireball that would light up the sky, while the smoke would be blown away to show the queen, unharmed the smoke showing the radius in which she was cloaked in her akuma kyodo. Finally she’d speak, a dry amusement flavoring her tone.
”..My my, i can’t say you didn’t give me a stellar welcome now can i? However i’m not here for you. And so. . -”
Her tone would change, becoming momentarily hard and commanding, her finger making a shooing gesture.
”..Begone.”
A simple phrase yet her voice would quadruple, her body vanishing under an immense release of energy that would cause the aircraft’s to be blown clear out of the sky, the ground trembling beneath her might. Eventually that left just the queen in her original position while she said in a voice that was thunderous, and amplified by demon magic, the real reason she had come here.
”..SOU YUUKI, I HAVE COME FOR YOU.”
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Re: Lambs to the slaughter [Inverse Sou/Inami Asthavon]
Sat Oct 29, 2016 2:19 pm
Artist: Iuchi Maiko - Song: Saikyou no Nanori - Word Count: 1196
A game of snooker -- One comfortable idea to deal with someone unpleasant that decided to become an alarm clock and a horrible wake up call.
Hell, when this woman created all the orbs, she would most likely find every single one of them getting struck down by bullet-like air beaming at hypersonic speeds, packed with an overwhelming density and surprises by its 'compact size', all before the orbs will even have the chance to have an attempt to detonate a fraction of a second. The likelihood of the orbs withstanding or even avoid the bullets are low but not impossible, given at the speed these bullets are moving in.
If even the bullet-like air were to hit even a single or all of the orbs, they won't be pierced through, ripped to pieces or create some kind of firework explosion to light up the place, but the ending for them would be more than tragic for its supposedly explosive prowess.
Once it crashes into the orb, just like how one lightly taps with a finger would produce a sound vibration, so would the orb when it is crashed into by the packet of 'bullet-like' air. There, when the vibrations surrounds the orb, it could temporarily register the spiritual energy, mass and density of the orb as apart of the already-dense air that crashed into the object. Using the same idea that caused a star to collapse in of itself to form a black hole, this concept creates a similar effect but small and does not produce devastating effects like a supernova. Put in simpler terms, the vibrations would make use of the orb's density, mass and spiritual energy to crush itself smaller and smaller, to the point where all that dense vibrations could not be scaled any smaller and collapses into a miniature black hole for a few seconds and even for that little time, it is more than enough to end the orbs from wrecking havoc across the land. Its more or less a revised version of the feat that he has done during his fight in the Black World, where vacuums are created via singularity but this time, its the real deal that exists for a good little seconds.
Now the question is, who did it and where did it come from?
His figure can be easily seen by Inami Asthavon, seemingly the woman who wants to look for the Nightmare himself. Standing 6 feet and 2 inches tall, red-haired and having that 'mean-guy' look on his face is enough to confirm this figure to be the real deal alone, with his infamous crutch, the Prototype Annihilator, leaning under his right shoulder while the tip of the crutch can be seen smoking out, a hint that something must've fired off from the tip as if it was a long-range rifle and of course, the person who did all that hard work getting rid of the alarm clocks called orbs. Dropping down the details, that young man that one would call an inverse would be Sou Yuuki or more formal terms, Inverse Sou Yuuki.
He presents himself to the little spoiled queen with only a click of his tongue, an unsatisfactory look on his face and scratched his head in an annoying manner. It was a good day to take a break too from all the commotion he did before Black World was finally a realm of its own because of Khala and here, someone kicking around on someone's lawn as if they own it already. His eyes looked over to Inami, standing in a nonchalant position and simply spoke out loud as a response of her calling him out.
"If you want to take it out during the crucial period of women, I highly suggest you to consult the landlord for the damages afterwards."
He referred to himself as a landlord, not because he saved this place from destruction out of pity or kind heart, but its because someone stomped all over his lawn, woke him up like an alarm clock and now acting as if she owns this entire place. That warrants more than enough reason to come here and keep everything that she's planning to do to shut down real good. Coming in the realm unrestrained from her own spiritual pressure is a good way of telling someone that you're going to fuck things up publicly.
He is annoyed and Sou wasn't going to hold back telling her that he is.
Inami would be warmly welcomed by the threatening atmosphere that surrounds only the area around and within the two of them. Instead of showing some kind of monstrosity you are with how much pressure you have in power, Sou seeks to keep things down to bare minimum and enough to even force a man with willpower of a master to feel slightly threatened and sweat by the pressure he intends to bare Inami down with. Not by power, not by strength but utilizing his pressure to carry the message of unpleasantry that he has against an Asthavon coming around on his lawn.
Then he continued on, going straight to the point of what she wants.
"I have no idea of how you know about me but get your word across and leave immediately. I have no time to waste babysitting you."
His words were distasteful, sure, but he doesn't care how bitterly honest he is as a person. Whatever she's planning to look for him about, Sou guesses that its going to be some pointless stuff about declaring him as an enemy or wanting to fight him. At the moment, he's just going to stand quietly with the same annoyed expression on his face until he gets whatever he needs to listen to and move on.
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