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revivalproject2021-01-18 02:26 pm
rage_on) wrote in revivalproject2021-01-18 02:26 pm
One Step Closer to the Edge
WHO: Raphael and yooou
WHERE: Around Temba
WHAT: Just going a little crazy
WHEN: 1/15 Event start until someone stops that awful noise or does something about him
WARNINGS: Uhhh violence. Yes.
Daylight
It unfortunately doesn't take much to antagonize this turtle. However the sound that seems to burrow directly into his skull and through his brain just pushes everything beyond that. It's downright maddening, and there's been nothing he could do to shut it out.
Walls have become his main outlet, the already crumbling edifices sporting fresh cracks if not having been brought down completely, as though someone had thrown themselves bodily at them, and it might not be too far from the truth. A few of the small trees that have sprouted up within the abandoned confines of the city have been reduced to splinters, their thin trunks snapped or the bark broken off as the result of some vicious stabbing.
It won't take too much effort to find the culprit, and while Raphael may look worn near ragged, that sort of state doesn't help for the slippery hold he's had on his sanity, and it's clear by the look in his eyes should one meet them. His reaction upon being found isn't unlike cornering a feral beast, and if one hasn't seen the turtle in action before, they might be caught off guard by just how fast this one can actually move as he lunges.
Come Night
Perhaps you've been fortunate enough to avoid encountering him in the day, but then the night holds different problems. The many-legged creatures are everywhere, hostile and come in seemingly unending numbers.
There are no sides in this twisted game, however, and in your fight for survival or pest control you may come upon bodies of the spider-like creatures already dealt with, twisted, mangled corpses strewn here and there, and sounds just beyond in the darkness suggest that there's to be more where that comes from. Further investigation will reveal the teenage turtle engaged in a fight, largely outnumbered but somehow holding his own. There's no finesse to his movements, no thought behind his strikes as he lashes out with sai or vicious kicks. It's clear he only seeks to hit things and rip them apart, and the creatures respond in turn.
This will take some careful approach, just don't think too long, because while there's only one turtle, there's a lot of spiders and some might just take notice of another target in the area.
((OOC: Will match format if you'd rather not prose!))
WHERE: Around Temba
WHAT: Just going a little crazy
WHEN: 1/15 Event start until someone stops that awful noise or does something about him
WARNINGS: Uhhh violence. Yes.
Daylight
It unfortunately doesn't take much to antagonize this turtle. However the sound that seems to burrow directly into his skull and through his brain just pushes everything beyond that. It's downright maddening, and there's been nothing he could do to shut it out.
Walls have become his main outlet, the already crumbling edifices sporting fresh cracks if not having been brought down completely, as though someone had thrown themselves bodily at them, and it might not be too far from the truth. A few of the small trees that have sprouted up within the abandoned confines of the city have been reduced to splinters, their thin trunks snapped or the bark broken off as the result of some vicious stabbing.
It won't take too much effort to find the culprit, and while Raphael may look worn near ragged, that sort of state doesn't help for the slippery hold he's had on his sanity, and it's clear by the look in his eyes should one meet them. His reaction upon being found isn't unlike cornering a feral beast, and if one hasn't seen the turtle in action before, they might be caught off guard by just how fast this one can actually move as he lunges.
Come Night
Perhaps you've been fortunate enough to avoid encountering him in the day, but then the night holds different problems. The many-legged creatures are everywhere, hostile and come in seemingly unending numbers.
There are no sides in this twisted game, however, and in your fight for survival or pest control you may come upon bodies of the spider-like creatures already dealt with, twisted, mangled corpses strewn here and there, and sounds just beyond in the darkness suggest that there's to be more where that comes from. Further investigation will reveal the teenage turtle engaged in a fight, largely outnumbered but somehow holding his own. There's no finesse to his movements, no thought behind his strikes as he lashes out with sai or vicious kicks. It's clear he only seeks to hit things and rip them apart, and the creatures respond in turn.
This will take some careful approach, just don't think too long, because while there's only one turtle, there's a lot of spiders and some might just take notice of another target in the area.
((OOC: Will match format if you'd rather not prose!))
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Unconscious.
It was set to stun, he had set it to stun.
His hand trembles, finally lowering the blaster and letting it drop from his grasp. Drawing in a sharp breath, Echo scrubs his face, sitting there for longer than a minute before slowly propping himself up to get to his feet.
The sobering moments gradually shift to relief when he kneels to check on Raphael, shifting yet again when he realizes he doesn't have any way of helping him if he wakes up. And if he wakes and acts the same, there's nothing to bind him with.
Swearing under a breath, he leans back. "...This is no good."