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Post by An0nymou5 on Jun 12, 2016 15:14:30 GMT -7
Anonymous simply laugh from Unhallow’s comment:
“You sure are a naive little thing. Aren’t you a tad bit curious about other people’s abilities? Figure you as a Keeper would be interested in knowing what your enemies can do.”
Wiping the blood in his hand away, he turned toward Unhallow and smiled. Extending both his arms side to side as though greeting an old friend with an almost unnerving smile, Anonymous talked to them in a polite gentlemanly tone:
“But silly me, where’s my manner. It’s good to see you again, kid. I see you still hanging around this place all alone again. Hope I wasn’t intruding on something importance tonight? I mean, from the look of thing from where I was, I figured you might need some help getting rid of your little intruder.”
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Post by Unhallow on Jun 16, 2016 20:03:25 GMT -7
"I really don't care," Unhallow was just starting to sound tired at this point. "If it's important someone will tell me."
It's not like knowing a lot about peoples' powers really changed anything. Unhallow had one, maybe two, tactics at best and they were both basically 'stand there and break everything.' They had no maneuverability, so it's not like knowing what's coming would affect much. It always came down to whether or not they could break whatever their opponents tried to throw at them faster than their opponents could throw stuff at them. Unhallow wasn't that smart, wasn't that good with tactics, and didn't know how to fight, so unless they were following someone else's lead they wouldn't really know what to do with a great deal of knowledge about other peoples' powers anyway.
"I still need to sleep sometimes, yes," Unhallow grumbled. "I had everything under control. You really didn't need to be here. Everything would still be fine if you were just really far away."
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Post by Bloodbath on Jun 16, 2016 21:05:34 GMT -7
Even after his collapse, Bloodbath's mind was in clear disarray, trying to pull itself together. He writes in his unconsciousness, whimpering and growling.
His head was full of faceless men and decaying skin, along with the damning voice ripping into his head! A grimace wormed across his face as the faces and voices committed to memory.
He wouldn't forget this night anytime soon.
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Post by An0nymou5 on Jun 18, 2016 1:21:59 GMT -7
“What, that’s it?” he said to Unhallow, “and here I was thinking along the line of: ‘welcome back, Anonymous, it’s good to see you again, my old friend’.”
Anonymous let out another loud laughter that sounds almost unsettling to hear. He clapped his hand at Unhallow with a sarcastic look on his face when they said they have everything under control:
“Yes, obviously you have everything under control. I’m certain that Bloodbath charging at you was exactly what you were planning this whole time.”
He then hoped around the blood puddle that Bloodbath left behind, seems almost gleefully and carefree of the situation before continued:
“Beside, I was intended to stand far away and watching the both of you resolve your differences. I didn’t really expecting Bloodbath to call out to me as well; I’m simply being polite when he called out to me, nothing more.”
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Post by Unhallow on Jun 18, 2016 18:37:19 GMT -7
Unhallow was in no mood to argue right now. All they wanted to was curl up and attempt to get some sleep. They would likely fail still, but just the thought of lying in bed felt nice at this point. Even if bed was a somewhat moldy, half destroyed mattress in a picnic pavilion in an abandoned, unfinished amusement park. Sure, Bloodbath charging at them was probably not a good thing, but it'd be a lot worse for him than it would be for Unhallow. It wasn't preferable, but it was probably one way to get him to go away. Unhallow slowly pulled themselves to their feet, their heart still pounding from the whole experience.
"Well, he's gone now, so I suppose you're done here then right?"
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Post by Bloodbath on Jun 18, 2016 20:09:07 GMT -7
(OOC note: From this point on, I think you should consider Bloodbath out of this thread. He will stay where he is till morning, then run home. Thanks for a great thread!)
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Post by An0nymou5 on Jun 19, 2016 12:20:41 GMT -7
Anonymous sighed; with Bloodbath gone, it wasn't as entertaining as before anymore. Unhallow obviously looking tired from all of this, so he simply shrugged.
"Ah, speaking of which," he remembered something before he take his leave, "there is this one nagging question that I have in mind for quite some time now. That silver-goop lady that was with you...what her name, Arcada...Arcanum? Whatever her name was, do you know why she seems to show much animosity toward me? She seems rather upset that first time we met, like I killed her dog or something."
Of course he didn't expected Unhallow to give him an honest answer, or any information about it for that matter. He simply listen to their surface-thought, and by triggering this, they might shed some light to his question.
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Post by Unhallow on Jun 22, 2016 6:56:01 GMT -7
Unhallow's thoughts were still a jumbled mess that hardly made any sense at this point. This entire week had been too much already, and things just kept piling up on top of it. They had already been unable to get much sleep, and right now they felt like they just wanted to pass out for a week. Despite that, the simple mention of Arcanum was enough to make them angry. Not fearful, Unhallow was quite certain that Anonymous wouldn't be able to do much to Arcanum, just angry for reasons even they didn't understand. Maybe it was just the way he asked, or the way he said her name, or even the fact that he even said it at all. Arcanum was someone Unhallow greatly respected, and someone that took care of them. Someone that was responsible for a lot of their own growth.
"Is it really so hard to guess? Maybe if you were less of a--" Unhallow got the feeling they didn't want to finish that sentence. "I'm going to bed."
Even though bed was on the other side of Anonymous, Unhallow got the feeling he'd get out of the way they approached him. At this point, they didn't care if they gave him a bloody nose or whatever might happen.
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Post by An0nymou5 on Jun 22, 2016 16:27:41 GMT -7
“Ah, so a parental figure then” Anonymous said to himself, “now it all make sense. Guess I pissed off mama bird for teasing her little insecure pupil.”
Anonymous giggled to himself at the thought of the two of them act like mother and daughter. Somehow the image of the two of them stay a long distant away so that the kid’s power wouldn’t hurt Silver-goop just seems too hilarious. He only wish he could see them together out in town, that would be such a sight to see.
He slightly make his way as Unhallow walked passed him; seems like the little kid didn’t really care much about anything anymore. He turned to where Bloodbath run off to and shrugged:
“Well, you do what you have to do. Don’t mind me wandering around the place. I’ll go see how dear old Blood-boy is feeling right now; after all, we don’t want some creepy guy watching you sleep, right?”
With that in mind, Anonymous tipped his hat to Unhallow before he followed the blood trail that Bloodbath was so kind to leave behind as he ran away. It didn’t take long for him to find old Bloodbath lying on the ground, clearly unconscious from the blood loss. He poked the boy to ensure he’s truly out-cold. Picking him up to drag him away from the park just sound like a stupid idea, judging on how he was trying to suck his blood earlier.
“Well, hopefully the janitor around here would clean this trash away soon.”
With a little peak on his surface thought, he can tell that Bloodbath is having a slight nightmare about what just transpire before him, and something else that caught his attention. Anonymous smiled deviously when he notice this little detail; this could be a chance he was looking for if he's going to find out a little more about the Pandaemonium's inner working without worrying about facing the whole gang dog-piled on him.
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Post by Unhallow on Jun 24, 2016 8:22:54 GMT -7
At this point Unhallow was just too tired and sick to respond back with a vaguely sarcastic remark, or at all really. They weren't sure if Anonymous assessment was entirely accurate, but what did it matter? He could think what he wanted as long as he left Arcanum alone. They showed no visible reactions, though they were still rather irritated with the whole thing. Once they reached the bed they setup in the picnic pavilion, Unhallow practically flopped onto it. It was fortunate that none of the springs poked through the top this time.
Bloodbath was out of Unhallow's range at this point, and Anonymous was gone shortly after they flopped into bed. Why did this keep happening? Was it possible for Unhallow to have even a day of peace at this point? It didn't feel like it. Was Anonymous going to keep showing up here to torment them? Seemed likely. Unhallow didn't want to think about it, but the thoughts wouldn't leave their mind. As expected, they weren't going to get much sleep tonight. At least just being horizontal felt nice.
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