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@AmmokkxOn a second read through, can't help but agree, though I think at least after the first bite is probable, but definitely not for the second one. Blood is from hi getting his face kicked in earlier. Will edit.
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Ian was going in and out of consciousness for a bit, the only things he could really focus on was Utano's screaming and Sigma helping him down the hallway, though it was all a blur for a while. That is, until he felt needles slip into his heart and brain. That woke him up just in time to the meet the horrid monstrosity roaring into his face before clamping its misshapen jaws into his leg, causing Ian's breath to hitch as the pain tore through his body. His teeth clenched together as it was torn backwards by the harpoons in it's back, taking a rather large chunk of his thigh with it.
It took everything Ian had not to scream as it happened, the mixture of pain and fear almost overwhelming him. But one thing was stronger than his fear of the monster, and that was the strength of will he had spent his entire life cultivating. He wasn't going to give Lorenzo the satisfaction, not today.
"Interesting pet, Lorenzo, was he this butt ugly when you captured him, or was that your handiwork?" Ian chuckled, a cold sweat making it's way down his face as his heart seemed like it was going explode from how fast it seemed to be beating. The second time the beast came at him, he didn't let out a sound, his face scrunched up in a look of intense agony. Yet he stayed silent, actually spitting a mix of blood and saliva into the creature's eye. The only sound thay followed was that of his bones breaking, the pain causing him to clench his fist, a muffled groan scraping out of his throat.
Ian could hardly think, it took every drop of his will to keep from screaming out from the pain, and it was only barely keeping him from breaking. But to him, that was enough. He was being pushed to his limit, probably beyond his limit, and he wouldn't lie, some part of him was actually enjoying this. Not the pain, not the intensity, but the fact that he had every reason to believe that he would die from this, it set his adrenaline racing through his veins. This was the biggest rush he had ever been on, the closest he'd ever felt to the edge between life and death, and deep down in his subconscious mind, he wanted to cross the border, to let go off his earthly ties and see if there was anything on the other side of mortality.
Ian looked up to look Lorenzo right in the eyes, pulling a smile that spoke of defiance and insanity. Ian was almost convinced he was going to die today, and if he was, he wasn't going to let this sadistic fucker break him. Maybe it was the intense pain addling his mind, maybe he was just this crazy, but he was going to be defiant to the end. If he was going to die today, he wasn't going meekly into the darkness of the void. He was going to stride in with his head held high.
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@Gnar The Missing Link
It took everything Ian had not to scream as it happened, the mixture of pain and fear almost overwhelming him. But one thing was stronger than his fear of the monster, and that was the strength of will he had spent his entire life cultivating. He wasn't going to give Lorenzo the satisfaction, not today.
"Interesting pet, Lorenzo, was he this butt ugly when you captured him, or was that your handiwork?" Ian chuckled, a cold sweat making it's way down his face as his heart seemed like it was going explode from how fast it seemed to be beating. The second time the beast came at him, he didn't let out a sound, his face scrunched up in a look of intense agony. Yet he stayed silent, actually spitting a mix of blood and saliva into the creature's eye. The only sound thay followed was that of his bones breaking, the pain causing him to clench his fist, a muffled groan scraping out of his throat.
Ian could hardly think, it took every drop of his will to keep from screaming out from the pain, and it was only barely keeping him from breaking. But to him, that was enough. He was being pushed to his limit, probably beyond his limit, and he wouldn't lie, some part of him was actually enjoying this. Not the pain, not the intensity, but the fact that he had every reason to believe that he would die from this, it set his adrenaline racing through his veins. This was the biggest rush he had ever been on, the closest he'd ever felt to the edge between life and death, and deep down in his subconscious mind, he wanted to cross the border, to let go off his earthly ties and see if there was anything on the other side of mortality.
Ian looked up to look Lorenzo right in the eyes, pulling a smile that spoke of defiance and insanity. Ian was almost convinced he was going to die today, and if he was, he wasn't going to let this sadistic fucker break him. Maybe it was the intense pain addling his mind, maybe he was just this crazy, but he was going to be defiant to the end. If he was going to die today, he wasn't going meekly into the darkness of the void. He was going to stride in with his head held high.
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@Gnar The Missing Link
@Gnar The Missing Link . . . . . . .Well shit, this has gotten ludicrously intense rather quickly. Don't post for Lorenzo before I post, Gnar, it'll be up sometime later today
@Dondude He's slightly intimidated because he knows that Lorenzo official insane. I think Ian's taking the role of canary in the coal mine for what happens if you push the crasy doctor too much.
@Gnar The Missing Link Second time I've done this, and both times my characters have had Lorenzo point a gun at them.
@AtomicNut Nobody said leading is easy . . . and Ian certainly hasn't made it any easier.
@Gnar The Missing Link Second time I've done this, and both times my characters have had Lorenzo point a gun at them.
@AtomicNut Nobody said leading is easy . . . and Ian certainly hasn't made it any easier.
@c3p-0h It's not that he woukdn't feel it, Grimm just wouldn't really react to it. He has to go through much worse pain on a constant basis, so a little uncomfortablilty or pain won't really phase him
[@Hylian Rose] I see what you're saying and could go with that, but I think that Lily's aversion to demonic energies is a bad example. While Tsai's poison is purely physical, thus why I thought of immunity, Lily's aversion is more spiritual or magical, both being things that could affect the cloak. I could make it so that it leaves him with an uncomfortable feeling, but given his use of Soul Stones, it wouldn't really do much. He has had to experience being burned alive and torn apart by a pack of wolves. It would't really do much.
Also, Concery has wifi, so I might be able to make a post if I can focus. Probably won't be as good as I'd like, but we'll see
Also, Concery has wifi, so I might be able to make a post if I can focus. Probably won't be as good as I'd like, but we'll see
@datadogie Are you still going to be apart of this RP, or no. Considering the major emotional stuff that happened between the characters, I can't just write Sapphire off unless I do so completely.
Going to a concert soon, won't be posting until later tonight or tomorrow.
Ian heard the footsteps, and gave a short sigh, having an idea of what was coming.
"Let's take a rain check on this conversation for another day." Ian whispered just as the first shot rang out, a sharp pain blossoming in his leg, followed by another in his other leg.As he fell to the floor, he didn't let out so a single sound, aside from a small chuckle when Lorenzo threw his own words back at him. Obviously he thought Ian considered himself separate from humanity, but Ian knew better than anyone that he was as human as they come. He'd just learned to suppress it better.
Ian took all the abuse that Lorenzo dished out silently, thee only tears being shed were those of blood from his wounds, the only whimpers heard being those of his bones as they cracked ever so slightly. This wasn't the first time that Ian had suffered a beating nor his first time getting shot, and for a moment, he thought that he was back home on Turok; getting the shit kicked out of him for stealing from one of the gang members that littered the planet. They were always so confident, believing that nobody could touch them, that it was almost impossible for him to find easier targets if he tried. But then Lorenzo shook him out of his mind by shooting him in the ear, the loud sound bringing him back to the present day. Lorenzo comment earned him nothing more than a hollow look, which is probably why he deemed it necessary to launch another kick to Ian's face.
Ian just laid on the ground, eyes looking up as he fought the urge to make this bad situation even worse. Ian Blackwood didn't care if he lived or died, just as long as he got to do whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted when he did end up biting the dust . . . but the boy from the slums wasn't so willing to jump into the eternal void, and held Ian's tongue for him. The boy took over the body, welcoming the familiar pain of bruising and gunshots.
Looks like no matter where we go, home always comes to find us, huh Ian. The boy chuckled as he whispered into Ian's mind, finding the predicament to be hilariously familiar. I wonder what that man would think, for him to save you you from one abusive gang only for you to fall head long into the clutches of another. And did you here what he said, your sister's alive . . . or would you prefer if I used the term that you gave to Serah, 'crush' was it? I'm pretty sure that it's looked down upon to love your sister like that, even if you aren't related by blood.
Doesn't matter Ian replied, wondering if when he'd be rid of this side of himself, though deep down he knew the answer would be never. The boy was, and would always be, a part of him, the boy was his humanity in all of it's dark glory and Ian couldn't despise it anymore if he tried.The past doesn't own me, and it never will. I never look back, remember.
I remember that you keep saying that, that you keep thinking it, but you and I both know that it's not the truth. You just say that to keep what little sanity you have, same with that facade of a smile you wear all the time. Serah has no idea what you're truly like, when you're all alone and nobody's watching. Laughter filled his ears, a hollow ringing laughter that resonated bothersomely in his mind. Lorenzo called you a Princess, but that doesn't even come close to describing your fragility. We've always been nothing but an empty shell, a delicate parasite that feeds off the energy of others to stay sane. By yourself, you're nothing but a sad lump of flesh. Who are you going to talk to tonight, I wonder?
Drop the act Ian growled,You're the only person I can talk to at night here.
True, sucks to be you, doesn't it? I'd hate to have a voice talk to me all the time when I'm alone, it's a sure sign that you've got some screws loose. Try and sleep tight, unless you want to expend the effort to respond to whoever try's to talk to you now. Probably going to tell you you're an idiot, have some major balls, or both, though I'd put mu money on the first one. Oh, and I'm done taking the pain for you, but I doubt that it matters much though, we've felt and dished out worse. Much worse. The boy's presence faded back into Ian's subconscious, allowing Ian to be aware of his surroundings again, and feel the pain coming from pretty much everywhere. He was surprised that Lorenzo hadn't gone for a crotch shot while he'd been at it, he seemed like the type, but maybe it just hadn't crossed his mind.
Ian tried to move a little, but immediately stopped as it was quickly apparent that it was a bad idea. While he could move his arm and legs well enough, they were in no condition to have any weight placed on them whatsoever. The pain was intense, but the boy had been right that it wasn't the worse pain he'd ever felt, far from it in some cases. The most annoying thing was his ear, in which he could now here an incessant ringing noise. At least I can still hear from that ear, though probably not as well.
Okay, so this day had gone from good, to bad, to good again, to bothersome, to finally being very nostalgic in the worst possible way. The only bright side he could see to this, and he probably shouldn't be thinking this, was the joke that Lorenzo made at the very end. Ian, being a lover of classic Earth music and memorabillia, couldn't help but chuckle at the reference. What could he say, funny was funny, and he had a morbid sense of humor at times.
"Heh, good one." He muttered under his breath in a pained grunt, passing the time until somebody decided to help him by watching to rivulets of his blood race across the floor, trying to mentally will the smaller, thinner rivulet to move faster. It was going to lose at this rate, dammit . . .Okay,I wish someone would hurry up and take me to the med-bay or something already, the mixture of pain and blood loss is stating to mess with my head.
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"Let's take a rain check on this conversation for another day." Ian whispered just as the first shot rang out, a sharp pain blossoming in his leg, followed by another in his other leg.As he fell to the floor, he didn't let out so a single sound, aside from a small chuckle when Lorenzo threw his own words back at him. Obviously he thought Ian considered himself separate from humanity, but Ian knew better than anyone that he was as human as they come. He'd just learned to suppress it better.
Ian took all the abuse that Lorenzo dished out silently, thee only tears being shed were those of blood from his wounds, the only whimpers heard being those of his bones as they cracked ever so slightly. This wasn't the first time that Ian had suffered a beating nor his first time getting shot, and for a moment, he thought that he was back home on Turok; getting the shit kicked out of him for stealing from one of the gang members that littered the planet. They were always so confident, believing that nobody could touch them, that it was almost impossible for him to find easier targets if he tried. But then Lorenzo shook him out of his mind by shooting him in the ear, the loud sound bringing him back to the present day. Lorenzo comment earned him nothing more than a hollow look, which is probably why he deemed it necessary to launch another kick to Ian's face.
Ian just laid on the ground, eyes looking up as he fought the urge to make this bad situation even worse. Ian Blackwood didn't care if he lived or died, just as long as he got to do whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted when he did end up biting the dust . . . but the boy from the slums wasn't so willing to jump into the eternal void, and held Ian's tongue for him. The boy took over the body, welcoming the familiar pain of bruising and gunshots.
Looks like no matter where we go, home always comes to find us, huh Ian. The boy chuckled as he whispered into Ian's mind, finding the predicament to be hilariously familiar. I wonder what that man would think, for him to save you you from one abusive gang only for you to fall head long into the clutches of another. And did you here what he said, your sister's alive . . . or would you prefer if I used the term that you gave to Serah, 'crush' was it? I'm pretty sure that it's looked down upon to love your sister like that, even if you aren't related by blood.
Doesn't matter Ian replied, wondering if when he'd be rid of this side of himself, though deep down he knew the answer would be never. The boy was, and would always be, a part of him, the boy was his humanity in all of it's dark glory and Ian couldn't despise it anymore if he tried.The past doesn't own me, and it never will. I never look back, remember.
I remember that you keep saying that, that you keep thinking it, but you and I both know that it's not the truth. You just say that to keep what little sanity you have, same with that facade of a smile you wear all the time. Serah has no idea what you're truly like, when you're all alone and nobody's watching. Laughter filled his ears, a hollow ringing laughter that resonated bothersomely in his mind. Lorenzo called you a Princess, but that doesn't even come close to describing your fragility. We've always been nothing but an empty shell, a delicate parasite that feeds off the energy of others to stay sane. By yourself, you're nothing but a sad lump of flesh. Who are you going to talk to tonight, I wonder?
Drop the act Ian growled,You're the only person I can talk to at night here.
True, sucks to be you, doesn't it? I'd hate to have a voice talk to me all the time when I'm alone, it's a sure sign that you've got some screws loose. Try and sleep tight, unless you want to expend the effort to respond to whoever try's to talk to you now. Probably going to tell you you're an idiot, have some major balls, or both, though I'd put mu money on the first one. Oh, and I'm done taking the pain for you, but I doubt that it matters much though, we've felt and dished out worse. Much worse. The boy's presence faded back into Ian's subconscious, allowing Ian to be aware of his surroundings again, and feel the pain coming from pretty much everywhere. He was surprised that Lorenzo hadn't gone for a crotch shot while he'd been at it, he seemed like the type, but maybe it just hadn't crossed his mind.
Ian tried to move a little, but immediately stopped as it was quickly apparent that it was a bad idea. While he could move his arm and legs well enough, they were in no condition to have any weight placed on them whatsoever. The pain was intense, but the boy had been right that it wasn't the worse pain he'd ever felt, far from it in some cases. The most annoying thing was his ear, in which he could now here an incessant ringing noise. At least I can still hear from that ear, though probably not as well.
Okay, so this day had gone from good, to bad, to good again, to bothersome, to finally being very nostalgic in the worst possible way. The only bright side he could see to this, and he probably shouldn't be thinking this, was the joke that Lorenzo made at the very end. Ian, being a lover of classic Earth music and memorabillia, couldn't help but chuckle at the reference. What could he say, funny was funny, and he had a morbid sense of humor at times.
"Heh, good one." He muttered under his breath in a pained grunt, passing the time until somebody decided to help him by watching to rivulets of his blood race across the floor, trying to mentally will the smaller, thinner rivulet to move faster. It was going to lose at this rate, dammit . . .Okay,I wish someone would hurry up and take me to the med-bay or something already, the mixture of pain and blood loss is stating to mess with my head.
@Thanatos
Antwon uses SASSAFRASS against Lorenzo.
It's Super Effective?
Lorenzo used Intimidate against Entire Squad.
Effectivity pending for 5/10
Ian is confused, bleeding out, but not intimidated. Sanity remains at similar levels to before(the Boy was going to make an appearance whenever Ian went to his room to sleep, and isn't caused by Ian getting shot. It's kinda like he has a split personality, but it's more like he's the same person, but believes he's two people. This actually helps him stay sane, as it gives him a way to but reigns on his adrenaline rushes and devil may care attitude, as well as giving him a scapegoat at times when he really needs one.
Antwon is somewhat effected, but shakes it off.
Iskander is unaffected,
Elora is somewhat effected
Utano is currently a big ol' mess, so it was Super effective on her.
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