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lostcarnival2017-03-03 03:25 pm
ringleaders) wrote in lostcarnival2017-03-03 03:25 pm
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HELL OF A HANGOVER PT. 2
Who: The people who were captured or turned.
When: Very early Day 66 to Day 67
Where: Vampire Hell
What: Those that were captured by the vampires are brought back to one of their demonic home dimensions to be imprisoned or integrated into the pack. People can start moving over here as they resolve their threads at the masquerade.
Warnings: Horrible BS, most likely. Violence, sexuality, torture, etc.
When: Very early Day 66 to Day 67
Where: Vampire Hell
What: Those that were captured by the vampires are brought back to one of their demonic home dimensions to be imprisoned or integrated into the pack. People can start moving over here as they resolve their threads at the masquerade.
Warnings: Horrible BS, most likely. Violence, sexuality, torture, etc.
GOING TO HELL↴ You don't get to see what the outside of the fortress looks like, since when you were brought here, it was either by portal or by a ritual summoning ring set up by the vampires. However, the realm is easy to get the gist of - it's about classically hell dimension as you can imagine. Lava runs throughout the fortress like water in Venice, and the architecture is smooth black and grey stone that puts a significant effort into looking imposing. Skulls, demons, suggestive nudity - it's all carved straight into the pillars, or provided via ornate tapestry. It's hot, too, though not as hot as it should realistically be while standing at the edge of a lava pool. Prisoners and freshly turned vampires will end up separated - those that have been captured will be chained in iron and locked within a great stone cell within the center of a ring of lava (as pictured above), with only narrow bridges leading across it. Those that have been turned will be unceremoniously thrown into the living areas of the other neonate vampires - which turns out to be a cavernous pit of almost-rooms where a vast quantity of newly turned vampires have been left to sort themselves out. ► IMPRISONED: The supervisors (or other captives that have made themselves exceptions) will be bound with iron and left in a large cell kept separate from the rest of the prison. At first, they'll all be locked in there together - spread around the walls of the dungeon to be kept apart from each other, but able to communicate across the gap. As time goes on, they may be pulled away for "special treatment" - whatever cruel fate the vampires end up having in mind for them, whether that be interrogation, brainwashing, or simply aimless torment. Sometimes they'll be brought back, and other times they won't. How exactly they are bound is up to you, but at the very least each prisoner should have either a collar or shackles of iron, which will rob veteran characters of most of their powers. It will be extremely uncomfortable, too. ► FORSAKEN: The newly turned vampires will be introduced to their "hazing" almost immediately - that is, they'll be mixed in with the other neonates, apparently collected from at least three different words. Most of them appear human, however, so the looks of the new arrivals may set them apart - potential in ways that may cause them difficulties. These young vampires have been dumped into a series of caverns and left to live with each other, with animals or human victims occasionally tossed in for them to feed. There is not enough blood to go around, ultimately, and the human victims are highly preferred over the animals - these means there is constant and violent competition over who gets to feed. The ideal is for the neonates to thin their own ranks, allowing the strongest and most canny to survive long enough to be accepted into the rest of the clan. You'll want to stick together - after all, vampires can feed off of each other, as well. ► MORNINGSTAR: Apparently the demon in charge of this all is a creature that calls herself "Morningstar." You won't see her long if you see her at all - the only sight of her you see is a form within a black cultist's robe, with their face concealed in shadow. Beyond her, you can continue using adult or neonates vampire NPCS to torment your characters, or ask the mods for the presence of an elder, if needed. Whatever scheme is going on here, it's clear you're just another pawn. |
Gongenzaka | MEET ME IN THE PIT
[His mind is such a mess, he doesn't even completely realize he's no longer at the 'Celebration' until the haze of his Sire's voice has fully faded, and he realizes he's standing upon stone. Gongenzaka's clothes are somewhat stained and patched thanks to the fighting, but for the most part they seem quite in one piece. It's astounding, certainly.
Less astounding is the crushing realization of what he has 'become', even if his teeth failed to properly draw any blood from a victim.
On the bright side...he seems curiously alone. Which is for the best, he thinks as he fights the urge to bare his teeth and growl at nothing. He doesn't want to risk finding out how anyone is fed down here.
Not with experience at least.
He finds himself a corner of stone, curling his legs beneath his body and resting his hands over his front with a sigh. Just focus. He can cut through this, he's certain, if he just focuses.
Breathe in....breathe out...
And don't think. Don't think. Don't think...]
[...And Bleed Out]
[Eventually the neonates can't keep away from one of the new presences there. For the most part they've been keen on avoiding what's obviously one of 'them'...to an extent. No standard vampire fare is 9 foot tall and coated in fur after all, and the sheer size of the incisors he has is enough to give someone a second thought. It would only take one bite...
And aside from getting drained, they'd probably lose an arm, dettering even those who would fail to recall the fact that they can feed on each other in a desperate situation.
It only takes one however. One creeping near, their fangs bared, and stance low. Gongenzaka's eyes snap open, and as much as he's done well to fight down the blending mess that are his instincts as a beast and his instincts as a hungering vampire, this is something they cannot abide by.
The vampire's warning is a growl. She stays put. Gongenzaka attempts to close his eyes again, and she darts forward, gaining a rise immediately-
And more importantly a crunch. When his teeth sink into the vampire's shoulder, the fangs bore directly through. She herself could try to bite back-if only her neck wasn't at such an angle that it were impossible, leaving her screeching and clawing at his his hide as she's pinned against the ground and drained dry.
It is a messy business. And it is the breaking of a dam, Gongenzaka's eyes and ears turning toward the next nearest sound, the next neonate in line to have witnessed the comotion.
It's going to have to be a lot more than a one-on-one to take him down.
And he's hungry.] Hahhhhh....
AAAUURRRHHHH!!
[Like the Wild Ones Would]
[He lost himself. He did not go back to count how many, but he lost himself, and the neonates have scattered since then. Finding any others doesn't help-either they're lost themselves, or they're being attacked and when he witnesses the latter it becomes impossible to keep his rage and instinct from blinding him. A true 'stone lion', driven to protect...and to kill to that end.
There are animals in here.
Their blood tastes weaker than the vampires by far, but he forces himself to accept that it will in the end become one or the other, and the first elk he sees wandering in fear, he chases. Chases, pounces, and bites, but it does not stop there. By the time anyone finds him in any right mind, a few chunks of the beast have been torn off, chewed up, and swallowed. He's done his best to absently clean his snout since then, but bits of blood still stain his chin in particular, his tongue occasionally stretching to lick what edges it can curl against.
He hears sounds, but at least by now he has enough restraint not to turn and growl. Instead his ears merely turn and focus, his eyes dull.]
[breathe in] More like MEAT me in the pit, amirite?
He's only barely coming back to himself, now, so he doesn't exactly have the ability to think about the consequences of bothering this guy. But he looks... not great. Maybe he should help him out?]
Hey, um... are you okay?
EYYYYYYYYYYYY also shit son do u have a deathwish
Which isn't exactly ruler rigid when you're starving. Gongenzaka gives a sort of growling snort, cracking his eye open and looking toward Sora from afar.] ....I, the man Gongenzaka, could not be farther, [he admits rather coldly.] ...But all the same, [he adds, recognizing the garb and bits of oddities as 'carnival',] ...I do not recommend remaining too near, in this moment.
DONT JUDGE HIS LIFE CHOICES
[Sora scooches back away from the guy (Gongenzaka, apparently?), just a little bit. He doesn't want to upset him any further, if he's already not doing well.
But, maybe he can still help?]
Do you... do you need any curing? I can do a Cure spell, if you're hurt...
[Sora that's not what's wrong with him and you know it]
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Are you able to cure yourself as well, then?
If not, you cannot cure this, [he warns, voice low.]
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[Maybe he should just leave him alone for now. Some people like to be left alone when they don't feel well.
Sora stands again, still looking a little sad he couldn't help.]
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...At the least however, those of us who came from the Carnival should keep in close contact to be safe.
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Right! If we're gonna get out of here, we've gotta work together.
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...we may need to work together using less than honorable methods however, I fear...
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What d'you mean?
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He cannot ignore the hunger forever, and the craving burns in his eyes.] ....We may need to fight them.
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[He doesn't want to fight, really, he's tired and still kind of out of it, but he won't hesitate to protect himself.]
Like the Wild Ones Would
A snap of his jaws and teeth soon saw to that.
He hated it, but it looked like he'd have to be violent for just a little longer. At least until Psii came, or he broke himself out. He's given up on wiping the blood from his muzzle, bits still dangling from his chin and in his sharp sharp teeth. Not even his tongue can help that. His foot hits a rock and he flinches slightly when he catches someone's attention, growling in return and dropping to all fours, ears pulled back and teeth bared, before he recognises who it is, ears perking atop his head.]
Gongenzaka-san!
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[Well that's far from good. He grimaces, and while he has the sudden urge to put a possessive paw over the carcass, he resists.] ...So then...you as well were taken, I see, [he murmurs, turning his head grimly.] ...I knew others from the Carnival were here, but...
[Well. Gongenzaka crosses his arms, leaning back somewhat against himself from where he sits. ] ...Have you... ...eaten? [he manages, choosing his words carefully. At least what he has is an elk, and not...well.]
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Yeah, I was. I haven't been able to sniff anyone else out. It reeks down here.
[His nose constantly gets hit by the smell of blood and flesh, so that hasn't been a fun experience. Yuugi drew his hand away from the rock finally, keeping it in his grasp just in case he needed it again, his arms draping across his legs at the elbow. The question makes him wince, reaching to rub the back of his neck with his free hand as he inhaled sharply, closing his eyes and remembering the urge as it had been around Chiaki. Yuugi's shoulders slacken, hanging his head in shame.]
Psiioniic-san was able to get Chiaki-san away from me at least, before I did anything. [His ears fold back against his head in remorse, his stomach clenching. If he had, he'd never have forgiven himself. He didn't know if he remembered her screaming as he let himself go.] I, um, got attacked down here though, so...I'm full.
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Psiioniic. He grimaces immediately.] Mnhh... ...I, the man Gongenzaka, may have attacked him myself... ...though I am certain he would have escaped, I was not...
...My actions were UNFORGIVABLE..! [he snarls, claws digging into the elk as his thoughts shift.] I, the man Gongenzaka, allowed myself to fall into whatever control there was!
I...
[....Full. Hah. He nods grimly.] ...I, the man Gongenzaka, can more or less say the same....
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He wouldn't win.
He puts his rock down, examining the marks and slight bruising gripping it so hard caused, before he speaks softly.]
Your actions weren't yours, Gongenzaka-san. I'm sure Psiioniic-san knows that. You wouldn't hurt him on purpose. Just like you wouldn't hurt me or anyone else on purpose.
[Yuugi lifted his head, brow furrowing and muzzle wrinkling as his ears pulled back. He didn't know the other duelist very well, but from what he'd seen of him, he knew it would be against whatever code he had. His eyes draw to the elk as Gongenzaka's claws dig in, violet burning red, before he shook his head, turning to look around them rather than at him.]
We need to get out of here. I... [want to see Chiaki again. Yuugi's ears pick up the sound of movement and he turns his head, looking first at Gongenzaka, then a distance away. He crouched down on all fours, shoulders hunching, a small snarl leaving his throat.] There's some coming.
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Gongenzaka watches as Yuugi stays across from him, and after a moment of deliberation, manages to push the elk forward with his forepaws, the claws releasing it. It's open for 'killshare' now, if that helps them feel easier about things. He has enough of himself back to keep from attacking over something so minor. At the least, he feels no better about what happened.] Even so, I, the man Gongenzaka, cannot put myself at easy by blaming the control of another. They were still my actions, however filtered, however affected by another source..!
They were still things that I, the man Gongenzaka, could have and would have done..! [His ears fall back, and his voice breaks.] ...No matter how much I wanted those things to never occur...
[Yuugi is right. They need to get out of here-but just as Yuugi picks up the sound, so too does Gongenzaka, and he stands to his full height with his own teeth bared.] ...Aah...
I hear them...
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Though, the gesture with the elk makes his gaze flick back and his ears perk, cocking his head curiously. He reeled himseflf back before he did anything though, undeterred by his sire's will down here as he was. Instead, Yuugi paid more attention to the smells and sounds coming from where he can sense them. As much as he'd like to comfort the other boy, it just wasn't possible right now. He stands, crouched still on all fours, and dug his fingers into te dirt below, claws of his pawfeet scratching into the surface.]
I smell two.
[It's sort of funny how he's gotten so used to having a snout in such a small amount of time, but like all his changes Yuugi took it in stride. He stepped slightly to Gongenzaka's right, away from him, and sniffed. His nose wrinkled, hackles raising with his growl, before he turned his attention back to the other duelist.]
Gongenzaka-san, are you...okay to fight?
[Can I trust you? went unsaid. He wants to trust with all his heart but recent events... Yuugi dug his fingers further into the dirt, waiting patiently as the footsteps start sounding.]
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As they were about to do now perhaps, Gongenzaka considered, but the threat of an attack was too great to let that question hang. Instead he merely nodded, eyes narrowing as he stared ahead. Come out come out, wherever you are...]