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Post by An0nymou5 on May 25, 2016 0:47:49 GMT -7
Anonymous couldn’t help but giggled at the sight happen before him: his influence to Bloodbath work as much as he would expected. Pandaemonium sure know how to recruit their member, considering how little he need to do to make Bloodbath do what he want him to do. He doubted the other Pandaemonium members can be this easily influent, but for now, he took mental note on his little experiment. He’s intended to see how Unhallow would react to this; at the very least if Bloodbath become too much of a problem or started to attack him, he can always jumps in and intervene.
In the meantime, he might as well enjoy the show. Too bad he didn’t bring any popcorn or an armchair with him; he could at least watch the show without standing here all night looking like a creeper. He looked around the place to see if there’s any empty chair he could sit on in order to observe these two kids fighting in the playground. Once he found such a chair, he positioned himself a front-row view of the fight. Once he made himself comfortable, he turned toward Unhallow and smiled:
“I’ll leave you kid to settle your dispute; I’ll be right here if you need my help.”
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Post by Unhallow on May 25, 2016 4:43:48 GMT -7
Unhallow didn't expect a reaction quite like that from what they said. Their words weren't even that aggressive this time, and it's not like they even said that much. A knot formed in Unhallow's stomach. They were starting to regret their decision to do something about the Pandaemonium member being here. It seemed like it should have been easy enough to chase him off at first, he didn't seem to have much of a reason to be here, but now Unhallow was starting to wonder just how far they would have to go. Their attempts to block off his power weren't going as well as they hoped, and Unhallow was always afraid to hit peoples' brains too hard.
It was clear Unhallow had to do something though. Bloodbath's attacks were becoming more desperate. One of the spears nearly hit Unhallow's midsection. While Unhallow was able to avoid the worst of it by rolling out of the way, it still hit them in the shoulder and the roll left them on the ground. It was not a technique Unhallow had perfected yet. Clutching their shoulder, Unhallow scrambled to their feet to get ready for the next attack in case their own attack wasn't fast enough.
Unhallow focused as much of the energy their generated as they could gather at Bloodbath's brain once more. It took a few seconds, but even so, sending this much at him seemed dangerous. Even though Unhallow never caused any permanent damage doing this, messing with someone's brain always made Unhallow nervous. They were aiming specifically at the part that would let Bloodbath control his blood effectively. With any luck, soon he wouldn't be able to control it at all, but even making his control minimal would hopefully suffice here.
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Post by Bloodbath on May 26, 2016 5:44:21 GMT -7
Bloodbath looked like a wild animal, eyes wide and terrified, screaming to himself, "S-stop it, get out of m-my h-head!"
He doubled over before falling to his knees as he lost control of the bloodstream, showing symptoms of massive blood loss immediately.
Still, with his skin nearly white, he still tried to shuffle back, touching the pools of blood as he tried to redistribute the liquid.
"T-this...is my...p-place..." His voice was nearly unheard, "T-this people back...t-there are broken...l-loud."
His head felt like it was picked full of cotton, the option of sleeping was getting terrifyingly easy to consider, "I-I'm out of b-blood...y-you...give m-me blood!" He shoved himself to his feet and made an admirable effort to lope toward the faceless man, nails brandished to cut and drain.
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Post by An0nymou5 on May 27, 2016 11:12:35 GMT -7
Anonymous laughed slightly at Bloodbath’s comment: “What are you, a vampire? I’m afraid you won’t be able to take my blood tonight. Beside, you won’t find any use for them anyway.”
With that, he jumped out of Bloodbath’s assault, ensuring his nails didn’t get too close to his arm. The time he took to ensure he observed and listened carefully to what Bloodbath was planning in his head does give Anonymous some warning. Even though he miss Anonymous with his lunge, he did managed to destroy the seat he was sitting on. He wasn’t worry if Bloodbath got a strike on him, in fact he rather surprise that Bloodbath would consider him to be easy prey to take blood. After all, his whole body’s anatomy is constantly shifting that it will take some very lucky strike to hit his veins, let alone his vital area.
“Is this all this is about? A turf war on who get to sleep here? Honestly, I would have expected you all just hated each other’s faction so much that you fight every time you meet each other.”
Anonymous has to admit, the night is getting very exciting, dodging Bloodbath assault like that scene in The Matrix. He just need to be careful of where he landed; Unhallow’s headache-inducing ability might disrupt his focus slightly, and the last thing he need right now is a migraine. In the meantime, Anonymous continued his influence on Bloodbath’s senses. For someone whose head have already went to the deep end of insanity, it would be slightly tough.
At the very least, Anonymous need to punish him for his killing-spree at the dock last month, and this seems like a good setting for his concert. Killing him would be too boring, it’s more fun seeing Bloodbath went around all crazy until his body loose enough blood that he might run away to recuperate. Let’s see how Bloodbath would handle a situation with an overload of auditory input that he can’t even hear himself think, if he ever does to begin with. Let also give him delusional parasitosis too, just for laugh; if this huge amount of blood-loss from self-inflicting wounds isn’t enough to drive him away, then let’s see if Unhallow have a plan B, because by now Bloodbath will probably see them as an extra blood packet for him to gnaw on.
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Post by Unhallow on May 27, 2016 15:38:10 GMT -7
What the hell was Bloodbath going on about? Unhallow didn't even say anything. While they knew that Bloodbath wasn't exactly the most stable person, even this was getting silly. Unhallow braced themselves for another attack, only for it not to come. It wasn't until Bloodbath started attacking Anonymous that Unhallow was finally able to piece together what was likely going on. It was enough to make them shiver a little, but they couldn't let themselves get caught up in what happened in the past, not in the middle of a fight. The distraction at least gave Unhallow a moment to think. Anonymous was doing...something to Bloodbath to make him even worse than usual. Bloodbath was losing enough blood that Unhallow was worried about doing anything more to him.
Unhallow took a moment to consider their options. Anonymous was distracted now. Would that be enough to let Unhallow at least lessen the effects of his power? It wasn't impossible, but if he noticed would he be willing to do what he did at the trainyard? In Bloodbath's current state that would be really bad, for both of them. Just the thought was enough to make a lump form in Unhallow's throat. No, provoking Anonymous like that was too risky. Attacking Bloodbath directly was also too risky. For a moment, it seemed like they were stuck, but with the time they had they took a moment to refocus their thinking. If Anonymous was doing everything he could to make Bloodbath attack, then there was one obvious way to win this. Unhallow was honestly ashamed they didn't think of it earlier. They started walking backwards, away from the battle between the other two supers, and spoke calmly in an oddly gentle voice.
"I have a bed set up in the picnic pavilion. You can borrow it if you want."
Unhallow was still dubious that was his actual reason for being here, and was honestly a little insulted that Anonymous thought they were that petty, but if it would end this fight sanely they would humor him. Given his current state, sleeping might sound better than whatever he was planning anyway, and that mattress was beat up enough that it was probably time to replace it anyway. Plus, it would deprive Anonymous of his 'entertainment' which was a win in and of itself. With Bloodbath out of the way, they would be able to deal with Anonymous alone, and then consult the other Keepers for what to do with Bloodbath. Things never seemed to go that smoothly, but Unhallow could dream right?
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Post by Bloodbath on May 30, 2016 13:47:40 GMT -7
Bloodbath flopped ungracefully onto his face as Anonymous easily stepped out of his way, desperately trying to push himself back up. His legs refused to respond, a tingling sensation slowly erasing the feeling in his legs, like static in a TV.
Going to die, you'll die, going to die-what?
He took a moment to process exactly what Unhallow just said, was it a trick, was she really helping him? He could only vaguely in Unhallow and open his mouth to accept or refuse...he never found out.
A high-pitched squeal drilled into his head, he couldn't even scream, all he could do was let his mouth open in a shape that would suggest he was yelling.
Even worse, something...something...something squirming under his skin! An orange thing poked its horrific head out and let out the same screech, prompting his to actually pull off pieces of skin as he tried to reach and remove the screaming thing.
His breath was running ragged and his gasps were so short he felt like he wasn't breathing at all, yet the thought of dying here thanks to either suffocating or more blood loss wasn't occurring to him.
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Post by An0nymou5 on Jun 2, 2016 11:34:43 GMT -7
Anonymous can’t help but chuckled at the sight of Bloodbath going wild; even though Unhallow try their best to reach a compromise to Bloodbath, he’s so far into Anonymous’ mind-inducing madness that he probably didn’t hear any of that. He has to admit, Bloodbath is more stubborn than he look. Usually with someone losing so much blood and under Unhallow’s effect, they would be running away by now. Tenacity is one thing, but stupidity is another; Anonymous can tell from how pale Bloodbath become that he’s going to need to rest up or recuperate, otherwise the chance of him dying from blood-loss is very high.
“Well” he thought, “if you don’t wanna leave, then I wouldn’t mind being entertained.”
Curiosity is a terrible thing, mix in with a twisted mind and one would find themselves in a horrifying situation. For example, Anonymous is very curious on how long Bloodbath can survive with the amount of blood he’s using to defend and fight back. Increasing his heart-rate does work in some level of making him loosing blood faster, and dodging out of his attempt to drain blood also contribute to that. Anonymous smiled a sinister glee; he can’t wait to see how far he can push Bloodbath into the very dark corner of the mind.
Since he already got him auditory hallucination and parasitic delusional, let’s block out his sight input, making him only see darkness surrounding him. By decreasing his pain-threshold and increase in his pain-receptive input, Bloodbath would feel as though the very air around him is stabbing his entire body, and whatever pain that Unhallow did to him earlier has now become even worse than being stabbed under his fingernail with a sharp bamboo stick while salt is constantly put on his wound. If he thought he’s hyperventilated now, feeling the air pushing down on his chest won’t help him compensate for that; he would feel even harder to breathe, and with his increase heart-rate, it wouldn’t be surprised if Bloodbath passed out from all of this. Worst-case scenario, he would suffer a heart-attack and collapse right where he stand; if he was a normal civilian, he would have died right now.
“You’re dying,” Anonymous had the voice in Bloodbath’s head said, even louder than the auditory hallucination he gave him, “you will die unless you leave this place. It’s not worth it; do you intent on dying here just because you want a place to sleep?”
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Post by Unhallow on Jun 4, 2016 19:50:53 GMT -7
Unhallow could only stare wide-eyed (metaphorically speaking) in horror. They only vaguely remembered what Anonymous did to them that night at the trainyard, but a lot of the feelings remained clear. It was horrifying, and that was exactly what was happening to Bloodbath here. It was bad enough that he was tearing off his own skin. The entire scene was just making Unhallow feel sick. None of this was supposed to happen. None of it would have happened if Bloodbath kept to his own territory and stayed off Malachite Isle, but it was useless to think about that right now. Even if he was being suspicious he didn't deserve this.
"What are you doing?" Unhallow's voice came out as a distorted, breathy, obviously disturbed yell.
Some more sounds came out of Unhallow's mouth, but they weren't words. They had no idea what they were even supposed to say to something like this. This wasn't what they wanted, this wasn't what they intended. Unhallow didn't think that they could just let a member of Pandaemonium wander around this close to the sanctum, but that was hardly grounds for this kind of torture. The entire situation was distressing enough that Unhallow was finding it impossible to articulate anything. After a moment of silence, they managed to force more words.
"Ju-just stop, please!"
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Post by Bloodbath on Jun 4, 2016 20:35:35 GMT -7
Take away the screaming! No, no, kill everyone around you! Run far away! Run...kill...hurt...
Bloodbath slammed his hands against his ears as if to drown out the noise that spiraled in his head, even as it did absolutely nothing.
His lips were curled back in a grimace of mixed emotions, however, it slowly was melting into frightened fury.
They're bullies, remember what you did last time? You don't need to feel bad, not anymore!
He pushed himself up, mouth mouthing what looked like, "I'll hurt you, get away!" He stumbled away from the duo, eyes so blinking out before he could really register their presence.
As he backed up, he stepped in his pools of blood, reestablishing contact and trying to draw it back in. He still tore off skin, but he was slowly regaining control over his blood, even if his mind was being beaten around like a basketball, worse than usual.
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Post by An0nymou5 on Jun 5, 2016 18:31:15 GMT -7
Anonymous simply observed Bloodbath’s reaction to the nightmare that he found himself in, tearing his skin while stumble back to his own pool of blood, trying to regain them all back. He does look like he’s slowly gaining back control of them; talked about being stubborn. Anonymous knew the Pandaemonium tend to went all out with their thing without caring about their own safety, but this is surely near the next level of stupidity.
But at least, this was entertaining to see; this reminded him of how Unhallow tried desperately to finish whatever their mission was at the train yard. Supers truly are amazing creatures; they are so much more resilience than the average civilians, and so much more fun to mess around with. A normal person would quiver in fear or run away in horror by now, wanting the nightmare to stop. That’s why he had so much fun messing around with other super; they tend to last longer, thus the fun leave a much longer impact in his memory. See the case of Unhalow as an example.
Speaking of which, Unhallow said something that caught his attention; he isn’t sure if they are addressing to either him or Bloodbath. If they were supposed to be for him, is the sight of Bloodbath losing control too much for them to handle, that they want him to stop tormenting him? Not really sure if they know about Bloodbath’s crime of multiple killing at the dock, but this is a mild punishment compare to a form of nightmare he would give to a serial killer. If they were for Bloodbath, then at the moment he won’t be able to hear what they said anyway.
“Listen kid,” he turned to Unhallow, “if a polite request earlier didn’t goes through his ears, then I don’t think he will listen to you demand him to stop.”
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Post by Unhallow on Jun 5, 2016 19:25:59 GMT -7
"I wasn't talking to him! I-I mean, he should stop too, b-but that's beside the point! Are you trying to kill him? Can't you just make him docile so you can carry him off the island? I don't know!"
Unhallow continued backing away from the scene, still not looking at either of them mostly out of habit. It's not like their costume made it obvious which side was the front anyway, and their power made it difficult to focus on just one point. That just made it all the harder to watch this happen. Unhallow could see the effects in far greater detail than either of the other supers could and it was horrifying.
Unfortunately, based on Bloodbath's movements, it looked like it was going to get worse rather than better. What were they supposed to do? Too much more poking at him with their power could cause him to die of blood loss. Not doing anything would likely cause a lot of damage here, and might cause Unhallow themselves to get even more injured depending on what he did. At this point, Unhallow was completely frozen with indecision. What were they supposed to do here?
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Post by Bloodbath on Jun 10, 2016 8:37:39 GMT -7
Bloodbath managed to stand, even as the conversation around him went almost unnoticed.
Just beat them! I can't. You're outmatched! No. Run. No! Run!
The burning defiance to stay and fight suddenly withered, replaced by a sinking feeling, along with a certainty that he couldn't do this.
"Kkkug...k-kill you..." His mouth seemed to move on its own accord, he couldn't hear the words that came out of his mouth, but he was sure something legible came out of it.
Then, he turned, and ran.
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Post by An0nymou5 on Jun 11, 2016 13:16:58 GMT -7
Seeing Bloodbath turned and high-tail away from the scene, Anonymous feel a little bit disappointed. He was expecting more of a fight out of the psychopath than this. Well, at the very least he managed to give Bloodbath the much over-due punishment for his crime. He's probably running off to regain his blood back and lick his wound. With that out of the way, he turned to Unhallow, who just standing there, obviously in shock of what just transpire before them:
“Aw, now look what you did: you scare him off. You really need to work on your social skill a little bit, kid.”
Walking over the pool of blood that Bloodbath left behind, taking a slight dip in them to ensure they’re no longer animated anymore. Once he's sure of its safety, Anonymous stared at the blood in his hand, observing with a gleeful grin and a hint of curiosity:
“Such a fascinating ability, don’t you think so, kid? Able to manipulate blood to your own will. Guess the only down side of it is that you would lost a huge amount of blood each time you used them. The more rapid their heart-rate is, the more blood they loss; very fascinating.”
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Post by Unhallow on Jun 11, 2016 19:00:08 GMT -7
Unhallow continued to tense as Bloodbath moved around, unable to shake their own feelings of guilt over this. They never intended for any of this to happen, they never intended for this fight to last as long as it did, they never thought Anonymous would show up here. Once Bloodbath finally did run away, Unhallow let out a breath they had been holding for awhile, lost all feeling in their needs, and collapsed on the ground. The last thing they wanted to deal with right now was Anonymous. With the adrenaline fading, the wound in their shoulder was starting to hurt pretty badly as well.
"That was the whole point!" Unhallow shouted, the exasperation clear in their voice. "I-I don't even want to think about his power. It's so gross."
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Post by Bloodbath on Jun 11, 2016 19:09:50 GMT -7
Bloodbath ran as if his life depended on it, which in actuality was likely true. His already blind vision flashed with bursts of red and white, trying to counter the attack on an already damaged mind.
Why am I running again? Because you'll die nitwit! Oh yeah, sure, thanks for answering.
A surprised gasp shook his body as his footsteps tangled on something, hell if he knew what it was, and he cracked his head against the floor. The darkness that started seeping in was almost a relief, he was still tired after all.
Looks like I'll be getting that nap anyway...lucky me.
He barely managed to pull himself into a neat, discreet hideaway before he went limp, chest slowly rising as he passed out.
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