07-28-2017, 02:59 PM
(07-28-2017, 01:27 PM)OdinYggd Wrote:
(07-28-2017, 12:04 PM)achroma Wrote: by the time Austin walks in, the room Is a wreck, And bits of blood are scattered about the room. The two Feizels are in a dead lock, pinning eachother on the ground with kitchen knifes. It would seem that the Feizel on the bottom has a trick up his sleeve, whilst the other is looking for an opertunity.
"It doesn't need end this way, with fatality!"
"Their can only be one!"
"HEY! BREAK IT UP THIS INSTANT!" Danu shouts at them, her voice resonating to fill the room as the lights flicker briefly and a strange chill fills the air before things revert to normal.
"If you two fight to the death how do the rest of us know if the good Feziel or the evil one was the winner. Because in my experience, its usually the evil one that wins due to having more combat experience. So if one of you dies, I'll kill the other." She grins, in an inhuman and murderous smirk. Clearly she wasn't kidding.
"Now, there are plenty of ways to figure out who the real one is. Its also possible that some kind of temporal paradox happened and you both are real, just one is from the future or the past or something. So lets not fight, we can settle this intelligently."
(07-28-2017, 01:29 PM)Lost Rinoah Wrote:the Feizels still both try to attack each other despite being retrained, but eventually stop, shooting each other murderous gazes filled with pure hatred. The Feizel on the ground attempts to pry the golems foot off with his free hand, shortly afterwards grabbing the knife from his pinned hand and lobing it towards Feizel, falling a few feet short. The other Feizel doesn't move, or do anything besides breathe. His eyes are closed, as if he's in deep thought.(07-28-2017, 12:04 PM)achroma Wrote: by the time Austin walks in, the room Is a wreck, And bits of blood are scattered about the room. The two Feizels are in a dead lock, pinning eachother on the ground with kitchen knifes. It would seem that the Feizel on the bottom has a trick up his sleeve, whilst the other is looking for an opertunity.
"It doesn't need end this way, with fatality!"
"Their can only be one!"
There is a dreary thrumming sound as the golem simply stands at the edge of the room, as it had since the fight started seeming to have been at a loss for what to do. That is of course until they lay atop one another in a ball of arms and legs as it stepped into the room with an eery level of determination. The building echoes with a telling thrumm, as that familiarly pleasant rose tinted sound reaches all ears. Leaving the mind to revile in the actual reality of the situation. As the elemental held one version of feizel by back the neck, partially attempting to draw them apart while the other still lay on the floor as it attempted to stomp on the wrist of their hand still holding a kitchen blade. The sound that fills the room makes one's ears tingle, Hard to focus as it only gets louder, and louder, yet does not pain the hearing. It is not after all something that rings in your ears. It is something that rings in your eyes and that behind them. Again, and again like something yelled amidst a volume of echoes. Unknowable, yet always familiar. It repeats as if it is your own memory long forgotten, like it was always your intention, It is your decision. Yet you do not understand. Where you look, you feel nothing, where you listen, you have nothing. What is it that you strive for? In this time of absence.
//Do you resist? Let us see. This.... Isn't targeted, it's aura based, and it is no mere veil to be lifted. That means everybody. I hope for the best.
"Get of my wrist you bastard! Can't you see I was trying to get rid of the imposter!"