"Well that's different" Lucia said as she watched the events unfold, though she was kinda stuck where she was so would be taking part in the chase just yet
The Darkest Corners: A Modern Fantasy RP (Interest Thread - Closed)
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Theon had distracted him enough that he wasn't able to to fire when Mrs. Crim transformed and flew at him.
John just stared at the creature, flabbergasted at the thing before it disappeared.
"Lich's, dragons, vampires, fairies, ascended mages, and now ALIENS?" John screamed, "What the !@&( is wrong with this flight?"
John picked himself up, turning to Theon, "Why the $#^* did you do that? I wasn't pointing my gun at Rogue, I was pointing it at the second corpse!"
John ran after the "alien," hoping to stop it from escaping/blasting a hole in the side of the air plane.
John just stared at the creature, flabbergasted at the thing before it disappeared.
"Lich's, dragons, vampires, fairies, ascended mages, and now ALIENS?" John screamed, "What the !@&( is wrong with this flight?"
John picked himself up, turning to Theon, "Why the $#^* did you do that? I wasn't pointing my gun at Rogue, I was pointing it at the second corpse!"
John ran after the "alien," hoping to stop it from escaping/blasting a hole in the side of the air plane.
Roland managed to fly away when the thing, whatever it was, tackled John to the ground but was pulled back by the handcuff around his leg. John was quickly back on his feet again but the bird had more trouble, dangled up in the rope and hanging upside down.
The agent ran after the thing (did he say it was an alien? Neat.) before Roland managed to completely untangle himself.
"H-hey!" he called, still trying to untangle himself.
The agent ran after the thing (did he say it was an alien? Neat.) before Roland managed to completely untangle himself.
"H-hey!" he called, still trying to untangle himself.
I presumed that the "handcuff" was a piece of plastic around Roland's leg with a bit of string tying him and John together. Seemed like the best way to imprison a bird, short of just sticking him in a bird cage or something similar.
Zaheer had seen enough. Whatever it was, it wasn't going to be so happy in half a second. Zaheer teleported in front of the hawk and grabbed its beak. He rapidly discharged large amounts of electricity into the bird's body, causing it to come crashing to the ground, seemingly paralyzed. Zaheer brushed his hoodie off and looked around. All seemed calm now. Good. Zaheer picked up the hawk and put it close to his face, still shrouded in darkness.
"You will tell me everything I want to know, or I will kill you. Do you understand creature?"
"You will tell me everything I want to know, or I will kill you. Do you understand creature?"
Richard came to the ground behind the bird, staring it down. His eyes began to shimmer as he looked at the bird. "William, do you have any idea what this thing is? Zaheer. I think we should put it into a ward before we start talking to the random shapeshifting murdercreature."
John ran up behind the "alien," as Zaheer managed to pointing his gun at the thing as well.
"First things first, what the #@^& are you, ET? How were you able to hide from all the telepathic beings that seem to be infesting this flight-" John started.
"This trip is going to be a blast!"
John turned around, only to see a half crazed teenager charging at him waving a Colt .45 with utter murder in his eyes. John turned around, reaching for his taser, and fired the electrical bolt at the insane kid.
"First things first, what the #@^& are you, ET? How were you able to hide from all the telepathic beings that seem to be infesting this flight-" John started.
"This trip is going to be a blast!"
John turned around, only to see a half crazed teenager charging at him waving a Colt .45 with utter murder in his eyes. John turned around, reaching for his taser, and fired the electrical bolt at the insane kid.
Lucia looked at Crim's corpse "What I don't get is, why till after being air born to kill him. 'Why' I can easily figure, his 'sparkling personality' and all" she said to pretty much every one in ear shot
"William, do you have any idea what this thing is? Richard asked his escort and ally. William was more then a little shocked by the events that had transpired; and was forced to admit he'd never seen anything quite like it himself. He had however heard of many creatures over the years, and had a couple of ideas what it COULD be. "I'm not sure... I mean, it LOOKS like an alien out of a fifties science fiction film, but... I mean, why would an alien be on an airplane?" It sounded so bizarre; ET arrives on earth to get on a jumbojet? William shook his head of the thought and continued. "but maybe it has a more terrestrial origin. It can transform right? Maybe its a skin-walker or a mimic or something of the like; a creature we don't normally see in a natural form?" William said, before returning to a more silent state. At this point, what it was was all conjecture and speculation; he was more of a hard facts kind of person.
"Terra, Love, what do you think about this... ah... whatever it is?" Richard asked as she arrived. She honestly was in a similar state to William on the matter; she didn't know what it was at all, but she had a few facts to add. "I don't know... If it did kill Crim, then it did it without making a lot of mental noise. I can understand why I didn't hear Crim - vampires are resistant t mind reading-" she said, glancing at Seras; another person she couldn't read passively."It must have some kind of mental power as well if I couldn't read it." she finished, not really sure what else to add. "I can try actively reading its mind if that would help?" she added hesitantly; she didn't like doing it, but it was something she could do - she was a powerful telepath after all.
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The creature, still in the form of a falcon flew to one of the exits, intent on opening it and escaping. What it didn't know was a telekinetic barrier - crafted by Richard - now blocked his way. The creature slammed into the invisible wall with far more force then it was built to handle, falling back into the electric embrace of Zaheer. The blast was more then enough to stun the creature; almost causing it to black out.
Before long; Zaheer was holding the creature to his face, saying "You will tell me everything I want to know, or I will kill you. Do you understand creature?". Seconds later, much of the bothersome group arrived, asking their own questions. "First things first, what the #@^& are you, ET? How were you able to hide from all the telepathic beings that seem to be infesting this flight-" and "What I don't get is, why wait till after being air born to kill him. the Dragon Lucia said from across the plane.
With the power of the lightning-magical blast, the creature was unable to maintain its form and began to revert to its natural, grey-humanoid form, still with Zaheer's hands holding it in place. The monster of indeterminate gender reached up with its hands trying to push the Zaheer away to no avail, screaming out in a foreign tongue as it struggled. Now, in its natural form and holding as such, a symbol on its upper left shoulder became apparent.
Fortuitously for it, the arrival of Dwight, screaming how fun it would be, and his subsequent stunning, was a perfect distraction. Taking the opportunity, it began to transform into a creature much better suited for mages and dragons.
"Terra, Love, what do you think about this... ah... whatever it is?" Richard asked as she arrived. She honestly was in a similar state to William on the matter; she didn't know what it was at all, but she had a few facts to add. "I don't know... If it did kill Crim, then it did it without making a lot of mental noise. I can understand why I didn't hear Crim - vampires are resistant t mind reading-" she said, glancing at Seras; another person she couldn't read passively."It must have some kind of mental power as well if I couldn't read it." she finished, not really sure what else to add. "I can try actively reading its mind if that would help?" she added hesitantly; she didn't like doing it, but it was something she could do - she was a powerful telepath after all.
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The creature, still in the form of a falcon flew to one of the exits, intent on opening it and escaping. What it didn't know was a telekinetic barrier - crafted by Richard - now blocked his way. The creature slammed into the invisible wall with far more force then it was built to handle, falling back into the electric embrace of Zaheer. The blast was more then enough to stun the creature; almost causing it to black out.
Before long; Zaheer was holding the creature to his face, saying "You will tell me everything I want to know, or I will kill you. Do you understand creature?". Seconds later, much of the bothersome group arrived, asking their own questions. "First things first, what the #@^& are you, ET? How were you able to hide from all the telepathic beings that seem to be infesting this flight-" and "What I don't get is, why wait till after being air born to kill him. the Dragon Lucia said from across the plane.
With the power of the lightning-magical blast, the creature was unable to maintain its form and began to revert to its natural, grey-humanoid form, still with Zaheer's hands holding it in place. The monster of indeterminate gender reached up with its hands trying to push the Zaheer away to no avail, screaming out in a foreign tongue as it struggled. Now, in its natural form and holding as such, a symbol on its upper left shoulder became apparent.
Fortuitously for it, the arrival of Dwight, screaming how fun it would be, and his subsequent stunning, was a perfect distraction. Taking the opportunity, it began to transform into a creature much better suited for mages and dragons.
Some characters; particularly old characters like a certain Lich or people with abilities to translate via magic or power, and people with knowledge of the Welsh language, might recognize the tongue as the Celtic root of Welsh, and the words translated roughly to "Let me go!".
Imperious recognizes the symbol as belonging to his Lich foe. The symbol appears to be magical to those that can tell such things.
Those of you familiar with your famous monsters will recognize the creature as a "Kirin" - a usually peaceful East-Asian creature thought to be on par with dragons - there has to be some challenge for you OP characters ^_^.
Imperious recognizes the symbol as belonging to his Lich foe. The symbol appears to be magical to those that can tell such things.
Those of you familiar with your famous monsters will recognize the creature as a "Kirin" - a usually peaceful East-Asian creature thought to be on par with dragons - there has to be some challenge for you OP characters ^_^.
"Let me go!"
Lucius heard the creature cry out in a language he hadn't heard in a *very* long time. Not since well before he'd moved to the New World, at least - and it brought back powerful memories of Arzhela - powerful, hateful memories, and not at all helped by the presence of her symbol on his foe's shoulder - did she know he was after her? Losing his cool, if only for a few seconds, he began to channel his magical, ice-infused energy at the creature, as it transformed into what appeared to be... could it be - a Kirin? Fuck, he didn't need that in a goddamned metal tube. Still, if he remembered correctly, the cursed things didn't like ice. At least, he hoped it was that - it'd been ages since he read that old tome. Ah well, too late to turn back now - he'd committed to the attack. Channeling the end into a fine point, he aimed the beam of magical ice at the Kirin's neck.
"If we can keep that fucking thing alive, I have *so* many questions to ask it!", he shouted, to no-one in particular, "Then i'll kill the damn thing myself!"
Lucius heard the creature cry out in a language he hadn't heard in a *very* long time. Not since well before he'd moved to the New World, at least - and it brought back powerful memories of Arzhela - powerful, hateful memories, and not at all helped by the presence of her symbol on his foe's shoulder - did she know he was after her? Losing his cool, if only for a few seconds, he began to channel his magical, ice-infused energy at the creature, as it transformed into what appeared to be... could it be - a Kirin? Fuck, he didn't need that in a goddamned metal tube. Still, if he remembered correctly, the cursed things didn't like ice. At least, he hoped it was that - it'd been ages since he read that old tome. Ah well, too late to turn back now - he'd committed to the attack. Channeling the end into a fine point, he aimed the beam of magical ice at the Kirin's neck.
"If we can keep that fucking thing alive, I have *so* many questions to ask it!", he shouted, to no-one in particular, "Then i'll kill the damn thing myself!"
John turned around to see the "alien bird" had transformed into a dragon thing, looking for more "eastern" and it didn't have wings. This mission was turning into a complete disaster, but a fight forced all the emotions, all the unsure feeling from his mind. The shivering FBI agent Joseph was gone, the determined PIA agent John came forward.
John pulled out his knife, quickly cutting the rope tying him to Roland. "Distract it! Go for the eyes!" He said to both the golems and the bird. John started looking through his pockets, trying to find things to use (he assumed his bullets would just shatter on that creatures hide). He found it, a handful of 9-volt batteries.
"If we can keep that fucking thing alive, I have *so* many questions to ask it! Then i'll kill the damn thing myself!"
John turned back, and saw the Lich was aiming some kind of spell, then he threw himself on the ground so the Lich had a clean shot.
John pulled out his knife, quickly cutting the rope tying him to Roland. "Distract it! Go for the eyes!" He said to both the golems and the bird. John started looking through his pockets, trying to find things to use (he assumed his bullets would just shatter on that creatures hide). He found it, a handful of 9-volt batteries.
"If we can keep that fucking thing alive, I have *so* many questions to ask it! Then i'll kill the damn thing myself!"
John turned back, and saw the Lich was aiming some kind of spell, then he threw himself on the ground so the Lich had a clean shot.
Lucia, since deciding to stay out of this for every ones good really, turned to Pegs "Well hope they wrap this up soon, I was sleeping and I'd like them to stop being noisy so I can get back to that."
Now Pegs just wished that they could just get to London already, in contrast to her attitude before. Sure it was a little too near to home, but near was a little too close to... whatever that thing was. Well, the more Pegs saw of it, the more she wanted to know what exactly was going on. First that Vampire Lord is murdered, alongside his wife, then his wife turns out to this... thing and now it screams vaguely Welsh-sounding words. And then there would be the awkward questions afterwards from both the police and the press if this ever got out. Which it would, if the plane got to its intended destination. From the words she could gather over the sound of the chaos, the others might want to ask the creature some awkward questions as well.
Another voice rose forth from the pandemonium, "Well hope the wrap this up soon, I was sleeping and I'd like them to stop being noisy so I can get back to that."
Pegs turned around to find Lucia nearby and responded, "Heh, same. I guess even the service on Ryanair than this mess."
Another voice rose forth from the pandemonium, "Well hope the wrap this up soon, I was sleeping and I'd like them to stop being noisy so I can get back to that."
Pegs turned around to find Lucia nearby and responded, "Heh, same. I guess even the service on Ryanair than this mess."
"Heh, same. I guess even the service on Ryanair is better than this mess."
Lucia giggled "Jade to." she said sitting back down normal while the mages dealt with what ever that thing was. "So,any good spots in London worth hitting?" Lucia said, figuring the 'uber mage brigade' was gonna be noisy a bit longer, she'd go back to talking with Pegs
Lucia giggled "Jade to." she said sitting back down normal while the mages dealt with what ever that thing was. "So,any good spots in London worth hitting?" Lucia said, figuring the 'uber mage brigade' was gonna be noisy a bit longer, she'd go back to talking with Pegs
Things were going alright...until the creature shapeshifted again while demanding Zaheer let it go. He was a tiny bit proud to have gathered the bits and pieces of translation magic he had, but he was more concerned with capturing the creature again. Unfortunately Lucius thought now would be a good time to brutalize the creature. Zaheer did not want anybody using their powers outside of melee range in this confined space. He could look around and see that passengers were so terrified by the proceedings that they were simply glued to their seats wide eyed and shocked.
"If we can keep that fucking thing alive, I have *so* many questions to ask it!", he shouted, to no-one in particular, "Then i'll kill the damn thing myself!"
Zaheer's head was pounding now. Things were out of control and he couldn't use his stronger powers without killing everything on the plane. Time began to slow down until it hit a standstill. The arch-magus instantly knew what was going on, his familiar wanted out. An eerie and high pitched voice began ringing through Zaheer's ears.
"Good showing! Good good showing friend! A little more power and you will blow the whole plane up! Wouldn't that be fun? Tell ya what, release me and I will capture the creature for you! The demon realm is so dull, not like the human realm. Think of all the fun we had last time!"
Zaheer remembered. It wasn't fun. The last thing he needed was for this demon to be bound to him for another year.
"The last time I unleashed you, you went on a rampage annoying everyone and everything."
The voice laughed in his head again.
"Yes yes, but...master you should keep in mind that while you can't control your powers to their fullest...Fromanzio can. Hehehehehe. This one can catch the creature without murdering everyone around him. It's easy for you to bring Fromanzio into your world again!"
Zaheer paused for a moment and sighed. What was another year with Fromanzio anyway?
"Fine. Don't make me regret this."
The laughter in his head became maniacal.
Zaheer let his embrace of the creature go, sending out a blinding but not dangerous light out in the plane. The creature took this opportunity to make its exit as Richard had issues maintaining the barrier while unable to see. Zaheer went to intercept the Lich's ice beam but before doing so, gave the Kirin a guest on its back. While nobody could see it due to the light from Zaheer, some heard laughter as the Kirin made its exit.
"If we can keep that fucking thing alive, I have *so* many questions to ask it!", he shouted, to no-one in particular, "Then i'll kill the damn thing myself!"
Zaheer's head was pounding now. Things were out of control and he couldn't use his stronger powers without killing everything on the plane. Time began to slow down until it hit a standstill. The arch-magus instantly knew what was going on, his familiar wanted out. An eerie and high pitched voice began ringing through Zaheer's ears.
"Good showing! Good good showing friend! A little more power and you will blow the whole plane up! Wouldn't that be fun? Tell ya what, release me and I will capture the creature for you! The demon realm is so dull, not like the human realm. Think of all the fun we had last time!"
Zaheer remembered. It wasn't fun. The last thing he needed was for this demon to be bound to him for another year.
"The last time I unleashed you, you went on a rampage annoying everyone and everything."
The voice laughed in his head again.
"Yes yes, but...master you should keep in mind that while you can't control your powers to their fullest...Fromanzio can. Hehehehehe. This one can catch the creature without murdering everyone around him. It's easy for you to bring Fromanzio into your world again!"
Zaheer paused for a moment and sighed. What was another year with Fromanzio anyway?
"Fine. Don't make me regret this."
The laughter in his head became maniacal.
Zaheer let his embrace of the creature go, sending out a blinding but not dangerous light out in the plane. The creature took this opportunity to make its exit as Richard had issues maintaining the barrier while unable to see. Zaheer went to intercept the Lich's ice beam but before doing so, gave the Kirin a guest on its back. While nobody could see it due to the light from Zaheer, some heard laughter as the Kirin made its exit.
Oh yes, he is a character now.
Hahaha....HAHAHAHAHAhaha!
John looked forward at the source of laughter, only to see blinding light where Zaheer was.
"No, no, NO!" John screamed, as he saw the ascended mage release his patron demon, "ARE YOU INSANE!?!"
However, the "dragon alien" was just as shocked as everybody else (although wasn't screaming), giving John a chance.
Wizards normally have to spend a lot of the magical energy summoning elemental powers for an attack, not even counting the energy needed to control it's direction and not fry the user instead. Power John did not have. However, using preexisting forms of energy allowed for much more power to be directed in the spell itself.
For example, the three 9 volt batteries in John's hands.
"Luminatione!" John shouted as he blasted the beast with electricity.
John looked forward at the source of laughter, only to see blinding light where Zaheer was.
"No, no, NO!" John screamed, as he saw the ascended mage release his patron demon, "ARE YOU INSANE!?!"
However, the "dragon alien" was just as shocked as everybody else (although wasn't screaming), giving John a chance.
Wizards normally have to spend a lot of the magical energy summoning elemental powers for an attack, not even counting the energy needed to control it's direction and not fry the user instead. Power John did not have. However, using preexisting forms of energy allowed for much more power to be directed in the spell itself.
For example, the three 9 volt batteries in John's hands.
"Luminatione!" John shouted as he blasted the beast with electricity.
"Hahaha....HAHAHAHAHAhaha!"
Lucius heard the manaical laughter emanating from what was now a would-be-blinding light - and that did not sound like Zaheer's laughter - fuck, could he have done it? Was that the only way he felt he could win?
"FOR FUCKS SAKE, ZAHEER, YOU'D BETTER BE ABLE TO CONTROL THAT FUCKING THING!", He yelled, furiously at the light-source. Realising, less than a second later, that his ice spell was still aimed at the spot now occupied by his semi-ally. he shifted it as much to the side as he could, aiming the beam narrowly off to the side of the Mage's head - trying to redirect it back around to the Kirin again.
Lucius heard the manaical laughter emanating from what was now a would-be-blinding light - and that did not sound like Zaheer's laughter - fuck, could he have done it? Was that the only way he felt he could win?
"FOR FUCKS SAKE, ZAHEER, YOU'D BETTER BE ABLE TO CONTROL THAT FUCKING THING!", He yelled, furiously at the light-source. Realising, less than a second later, that his ice spell was still aimed at the spot now occupied by his semi-ally. he shifted it as much to the side as he could, aiming the beam narrowly off to the side of the Mage's head - trying to redirect it back around to the Kirin again.
Richard frowned. That FBI mage was smart, using pre-existing power for a controlled offensive charm, it'd hit like a watered down minor Evocation, but cost virtually nothing and with very little entropy to screw up local reality or something.
Unfortunately, Richard's problem was opposite. The only offensive spells he could actually use within the confines of the plane was his telekinetic abilities and charms or hexes. Curses would be great if we were aiming to hurt the thing real bad after awhile.
Maybe if he created an air pocket...
Unfortunately, Richard's problem was opposite. The only offensive spells he could actually use within the confines of the plane was his telekinetic abilities and charms or hexes. Curses would be great if we were aiming to hurt the thing real bad after awhile.
Maybe if he created an air pocket...
Lucia heard the insane laughter and tensed up "No, Fucking, Way...". It was a Laugh she hadn't heard in century's, one that used to fill her with dread, now it was just a bad reminder of a life she'd buried.
Lucia got up "I'll be right back" she told Pegs and made her way to the isle, the headed toward the laughter, there she saw what looked to be a watered down Kirin, and the source of the laughter "Alright, who moved the rock" Lucia said, her tone skipping right past annoyed and head long into pissed
Lucia got up "I'll be right back" she told Pegs and made her way to the isle, the headed toward the laughter, there she saw what looked to be a watered down Kirin, and the source of the laughter "Alright, who moved the rock" Lucia said, her tone skipping right past annoyed and head long into pissed