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Quest: Organ Cave - Printable Version +- ORIGIN (https://origin.boreal-nights.space) +-- Forum: IC Archives (https://origin.boreal-nights.space/forumdisplay.php?fid=50) +--- Forum: Year 1 Archives (https://origin.boreal-nights.space/forumdisplay.php?fid=42) +--- Thread: Quest: Organ Cave (/showthread.php?tid=1612) |
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RE: Quest: Organ Cave - Eve - Dec 06 2015
RE: Quest: Organ Cave - Fallah - Dec 06 2015 Everything erupted into the awfulness that Fallah had become accustom to. After almost losing her life, she didn't want to fight for a while. Now, however, she was beginning to accept it as part of life in the caves. She was wondering if gembounds could reform continuously. If they couldn't, she didn't want to find out the hard way, but the chance that she could kept her fear at bay. Fisher had vanished from her sight and with the monster crept forward, gnashing its teeth. It would continue onward unless someone stopped it- unless Fallah stopped it. The lynx charged towards the monster, her eyes illuminating with the familiar blue magic. Her maw parted, shining with the same light. The feline stopped suddenly and let out a cry as she summoned her magic to attempt to create spears of ice from the ground, hoping they would stab into the creature as it crept closer. RE: Quest: Organ Cave - Kerberos - Dec 06 2015 Kerberos saw the giant thing made of bones and let loose a snarl, knowing he couldn't let that creature close enough to the other gembounds. He surged forward, paws pounding against the hard earth of Polaris, and lunged straight into the beast. With a three-pitched snarl, he threw his body against the muscle and organs, trying to snap at the bones and sink his claws in so that it couldn't get away from him. If he kept it at bay, the others could attack without fear... Or that was the theory, anyway. i'm ready to start the conquest of spaces RE: Quest: Organ Cave - Fisher - Dec 06 2015 Okay so the big buff dog was gonna help Fisher out, but right now he was kind of being all STEPPED ON but wait just wait a moment here me out here... FISHER HAS A GREAT PLAN. THE BEST PLAN. NO WAY THIS COULD BACKFIRE!!! Fisher was going to try and cast the spell that basically he could never ever cast right and hope it saved his life instead of, y'know, ending his life. He built up all the magic he could in his body and as the clawed organ monster put its weight on him, the noodle set it loose. ... And for once, the electricity DIDN'T burn his fur to a crisp. Instead, it shot out of him, into the monster, and frantically, he tried to wiggle away and retreat to freedom. Hopefully the organ beast thought that Kerberos would make a more fitting meal! RE: Quest: Organ Cave - Dragon - Dec 07 2015 { art by dark } ~ { table by aura . edited by banshee and dark }
RE: Quest: Organ Cave - Black - Dec 07 2015 ![]() Black stared at the giant thing-that-emerged, pale blue-grey eyes wide. Nearby, Eve was injured, or so it seemed--he wasn't sure how, only that her screeching had brought physical pain to his sensitive canine ears. The alligator was carrying her away, so he didn't interfere--he couldn't heal. He wasn't a healer. He wasn't even a fighter--he was a guardian, sure, but he was still reeling from his last complete miss of a tackle. Now he stared up, frozen, trying to figure out just what the hell he could actually do to help his friends. With a growl, he bristled, calling on the void within him. This thing was horror: red organs and muscle and black goo, all slick and rancid and somehow alive, an amalgamation of life that turned it into a monstrosity. Hiding them in shadows would do nothing. As always, the shadows themselves seemed to guide him. His magic tugged, and he opened his stone heart to it, releasing his power into the shape that it wished to make. Darkness coiled out from him, tendrils meeting horror with horror, a different kind, pulsing and gathering behind the meat-creature, and below it. He realized what the darkness seemed to wish to do, and so he put forth all his power into aiding it. His voice came strangled and growling, a broken menace, too strained was he in trying to cast his spell. "FALL. BACK," he ordered, but it was not directed at the other Gembound, but at the beast. The shadows seemed to snap into place, hissing and roaring, creating a true Void behind the meat-monster that sucked all light, all matter, into itself. It would only last a few seconds, but in those few seconds, Black felt the Void trying to consume, as Void does: to suck the creature back where it came from, perhaps even to vanish a part of it forever into the not-space that his shadows created. The cold, hissing roar of his magic behind it sent a surge of dark triumph through him, and he let out an eerie baying that echoed through the cave. RE: Quest: Organ Cave - Game Master Madison - Dec 07 2015 All at once the gathering of Gembounds launched themselves at the Organ Monster. The small furry critter that it tried to step on suddenly sent out a jolt of electricity, sharp tendrils of pain that would have prompted the monster to recoil - but it didn't. This seeping, squelching, belching mass of organs and muscle had no intention of backing down even with sharp throngs of electricity crawling over it. Even the spears of ice that shot up from the ground, plunging into its bulk, didn't stop it from rolling towards the group. The sharp spines tore through its mass, tearing open the great sacs of flesh. They opened and more innards only spilled out - innards within innards, a great stomach suddenly opened only to lose more of itself than anything. The stench suddenly unleashed was that of rotting organs. The monster's great, heavy head couldn't raise off the ground, even as the three-headed dog and the alligator came at it with all of their jaws. Kerberos and Dragon, too, managed to tear open the beast's thin viscera, but that didn't stop it. It only unleashed another cloud of a rancid smell that would curl around the Gembounds, powerful, thick, and foul enough to incite gagging. The only affront that seemed truly effective against the meat monster was the sudden opening of a pinprick vacuum behind the beast, a swirling darkness that gaped over head and vied to pull it in. With its head flopping uselessly on the ground, the creature wrenched its jaws open and screeched a sound most unholy, and it used the long, bone-white claws of its six hands to grip the ground, meanwhile chunks of its back peeled off and flew into the void behind. Desperate, the beast summoned its strength to sweep its head across the ground and towards the black dog. RE: Quest: Organ Cave - Kerberos - Dec 07 2015 Kerberos felt the pull of something stronger than even his own body and he let loose a snarl as he tried to retreat back. The stench of the monster overwhelmed his senses, but he felt himself slipping closer and closer to his own death by the second. There was only one thing he could do-- push the creature into the black hole, the void, that the black dog had created. The hell hound was only distantly aware that the fellow canine had done what he had. It was a turning point in the battle, a surefire way for them to win. Gritting his teeth, he summoned his magic, and took a deep breath. His throats let loose a baying howl, his words carrying above the roar of battle, i'm ready to start the conquest of spaces RE: Quest: Organ Cave - Dragon - Dec 07 2015 { art by dark } ~ { table by aura . edited by banshee and dark }
RE: Quest: Organ Cave - Black - Dec 07 2015 ![]() The black hole didn't last very long, but it did its job. Unfortunately, the giant flesh-monster--its rancid odor both mouthwatering and acridly repulsive to the dog--lashed out, the huge, heavy head skidding over the floor toward him. Black bellowed his bay, then turned and tried to gallop out of the way. The head caught up with him, slamming into him from behind, sending him tumbling up and over until he struck the rock face-first. He lay there stunned, wrinkled face pressed into the stone, the taste of blood filling his mouth. He wasn't sure what had just happened--he knew he'd been struck, but past that, he was dazed, and helpless. Should the monster decide to pick him up and just stick him into those giant jaws, he'd have no recourse. The billowing stench of rancid flesh filled his nostrils with its nearness, and his eyes watered. With a faint choking huff, he tried--and failed--to come to his feet, then decided to simply lay there a moment, to allow his body time to recover. He just wasn't sure if he could afford that time. |