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@doomslayr
MOVED.
š.š ššššššššš ššššš , š®š¶šµš¶š¢šš“ š¤š¢šÆ šŖšÆšµš¦š³š¢š¤šµ; šÆš°šÆ š®š¶šµš¶š¢šš“ š±šš¦š¢š“š¦ š„šÆšŖ.Ā ā”
blood drools out a line across his lips; a purplish blood that eats away at the concrete when it falls. slayer coils a hand around his shotgun. lifts it lazily and fires on an approaching cacodemon, painting a gruesome jackson pollock-esque piece against the wall. an instinctive move ā but hey, heās moving again. he had slowed to a halt before. peering out blankly at the burning world through his shattered visor. not sure how long he was like that, heās not sure what else was said, but when he heard
ā Ā i canāt just leave you here Ā ā from @raithful ,
those words sunk deep, hooked him, pulled him free of his lethargy, and as he starts to surface he drags with him some memory; it bleeds into the air around them as a few short rings and a tinny voice that tapers to an end only as slayer blinks back to full awareness ā
ᓠ̸̳ĢĢį“̵Ķ̱Ķᓠ̸̲̻ĢĢŹĢ“Ģ̿ᓠ̵̯Ģ,̵̰ĶĢĢ, ÉŖį“'ź± į“ į“į“ , ź±į“į“Źį“'ź± É¢į“į“į“ɪɓɢ Źį“į“Ź Źį“į“ . į“Źį“į“ź±į“ į“į“Źį“ į“Źį“ Źį“į“ź° į“ź°ź° į“Źį“ į“ į“į“É“ ā āāāā, ᵤā ā ÉŖ į“É“į“į“” Źį“į“ į“ÉŖÉ“'į“ Źį“į“É“ ź°į“į“ŹÉŖÉ“É¢ É¢Źį“į“į“ į“ɓᓠɪ'į“ Źį“Źį“ ŹŹ ā bāāā įµ¢ā āāā ā į“į“ź±į“ į“”į“É“į“į“į“ į“į“ į“į“Źį“ . . . į“É“Źį“”į“Ź, Źį“į“į“ į“ź°į“į“Ź Źį“į“Źź±į“Źź° ź±į“É“. į“”į“ į“ŹŹ į“ÉŖź±ź± Źį“į“, į“É“į“ į“Ź, Źį“į“ į“É“į“į“” . . . ᓔᓠŹį“į“ į“ Źį“į“. ᓔᓠᓔį“ɓᓠŹį“į“ į“į“ į“ į“ į“”į“ŹŹ . . . ź±į“į“į“į“ į“į“ ā ÉŖ'ŹŹ į“į“ŹŹ Źį“į“ į“É¢į“ÉŖÉ“ Źį“į“į“Ź, į“į“į“Ź? ŹŹį“ ā dāā'ā l̶e̶a̶v̶e̶ ̶u̶s̶ Ā ā bā ā āāįµ£āā ā ź±į“Źį“É“É¢į“Ź, Źį“į“ Źį“į“Ź?
the silence after seems louder than any scream could ever be. Ā slayer checks his weapon once, twice, casual, as if nothing has happened, as if he isnāt leaving thick trails of corrosive black blood wherever he now steps. Ā his eyes glaze over again ā but only momentarily ā and he glances at the floor where jensen stands as he speaks. Ā ā Ā ābout seventeen civs left alive. Ā gore nest in the loading bay. Ā need to move; soon thereāll be two. Ā ā
his boots clunk as he eats up the distance between where he stands and the far wall; he kicks out said wall, graceful as ever, and peers back at the other. Ā for a split second his expression seems conflicted. Ā it has remained stoic thus far. Ā it fractures only a tad now, and some gratitude shines through, some awkward fumble at appreciation finds its way loose in a Ā Ā ā Ā that ā . . . thanks. will you survive a jump from this height, or i gotta carry you? Ā ā
EVENT HORIZON (1997), dir. Paul W.S. Anderson
š»šÆš¬š¹š¬'šŗ šØš³š¾šØššŗ šØ š«š¶š¾šµšŗš°š«š¬ . Ā Ā ( Ā sentence Ā starters Ā originating Ā from Ā the fourthĀ season Ā of Ā syfyās ā warehouse 13 ā² .Ā Ā changeĀ pronounsĀ asĀ needed !Ā Ā )
āĀ whatĀ isĀ it ?Ā whatāsĀ happening ? Ā ā āĀ areĀ youĀ alright ? Ā ā āĀ thisĀ isĀ wrong . Ā ā āĀ youāreĀ puttingĀ yourĀ lifeĀ onĀ theĀ line . Ā ā āĀ youĀ donātĀ haveĀ toĀ holdĀ myĀ hand . Ā ā āĀ closeĀ yourĀ eyes ,Ā [ name ] . Ā ā āĀ thereĀ hasĀ toĀ beĀ anotherĀ way . Ā ā āĀ guessĀ iāmĀ notĀ muchĀ ofĀ aĀ hero ,Ā huh ? Ā ā āĀ whatĀ arenātĀ youĀ tellingĀ me ? Ā ā āĀ iĀ guessĀ iĀ shouldāveĀ toldĀ you . Ā ā āĀ iĀ reallyĀ hopeĀ youĀ canĀ forgiveĀ me . Ā ā āĀ iĀ wouldĀ doĀ itĀ allĀ again . Ā ā āĀ theĀ worldĀ isĀ aĀ betterĀ placeĀ withĀ youĀ inĀ it ,Ā [ name ] . Ā ā āĀ youĀ didnātĀ getĀ permission .Ā you rebel ! Ā ā āĀ thereĀ areĀ consequences . Ā ā āĀ rightĀ nowĀ iĀ wishĀ iĀ wasĀ dead . Ā ā āĀ thongsĀ giveĀ meĀ aĀ rash . Ā ā ā Ā whoĀ diedĀ andĀ madeĀ youĀ bossĀ ofĀ me ? Ā ā ā Ā areĀ youĀ protectingĀ me ? Ā ā ā Ā [ name ]Ā saidĀ heĀ wasĀ gonnaĀ tellĀ you ⦠ ā ā Ā youĀ oweĀ meĀ aĀ dinner .Ā Ā aĀ veryĀ niceĀ dinner . Ā ā ā Ā whenĀ wasĀ theĀ lastĀ timeĀ youĀ slept ? Ā ā āĀ whatĀ areĀ youĀ keepingĀ fromĀ me ?Ā Ā spill . Ā ā āĀ ifĀ youĀ needĀ meĀ forĀ ANYĀ reasonĀ whatsoever ,Ā Ā callĀ me .Ā Ā butĀ onlyĀ ifĀ itāsĀ important . Ā ā āĀ weāveĀ beenĀ throughĀ aĀ lot .Ā iĀ thinkĀ weĀ shouldĀ justĀ layĀ lowĀ Ā &Ā Ā takeĀ itĀ easy . Ā ā āĀ OKAY ,Ā Ā soĀ manyĀ questions ⦠ ā āĀ lookĀ atĀ you ,Ā Ā havingĀ ideas ! Ā ā āĀ iĀ haveĀ ideas !Ā Ā mostĀ ofĀ themĀ areĀ illegal . Ā ā āĀ weĀ bothĀ knowĀ thisĀ isĀ aboutĀ soĀ muchĀ moreĀ thanĀ that . Ā ā āĀ realĀ sufferingĀ isĀ knowingĀ whatĀ laysĀ justĀ beyondĀ yourĀ graspĀ andĀ neverĀ beingĀ ableĀ toĀ reachĀ it . Ā ā āĀ someĀ risksĀ areĀ worthĀ taking . Ā ā āĀ no .Ā youĀ donātĀ getĀ toĀ justĀ quitĀ onĀ us . Ā ā āĀ thisĀ isĀ notĀ aĀ debate ! Ā ā āĀ youĀ sleptĀ withĀ her ,Ā didnātĀ you ?Ā ā āĀ canĀ weĀ justĀ doĀ thisĀ &Ā goĀ home ? Ā ā āĀ forĀ theĀ record ,Ā iĀ donātĀ wantĀ youĀ outĀ ofĀ myĀ hair . Ā ā āĀ thisĀ isĀ notĀ howĀ iĀ wantedĀ toĀ handleĀ this ,Ā &Ā youĀ knowĀ it . Ā ā āĀ thereāsĀ noĀ turningĀ back ,Ā Ā now . Ā ā āĀ iāmĀ notĀ evenĀ goingĀ toĀ pretendĀ toĀ understandĀ whatĀ youāreĀ talkingĀ about . Ā ā āĀ canĀ iĀ askĀ ā¦Ā Ā whatĀ happened ? Ā ā āĀ areĀ youĀ sureĀ youāreĀ okay ?Ā Ā youĀ stillĀ lookĀ aĀ littleĀ woozy . Ā ā āĀ itĀ wentĀ byĀ soĀ fast ,Ā Ā iĀ justĀ ā¦Ā iĀ honestlyĀ donātĀ know . Ā ā āĀ iĀ triedĀ toĀ tellĀ you ,Ā Ā butĀ youĀ didnātĀ wantĀ toĀ hearĀ it . Ā ā āĀ allĀ thisĀ angerĀ &Ā hate ,Ā Ā itāsĀ notĀ goodĀ forĀ you . Ā ā āĀ howĀ couldĀ youĀ sayĀ that ? Ā ā āĀ [ name ] ,Ā stop .Ā lookĀ atĀ me . Ā ā āĀ iĀ wantĀ toĀ letĀ itĀ go .Ā Ā iĀ reallyĀ do ,Ā Ā butĀ iĀ donātĀ knowĀ how . Ā ā āĀ canĀ youĀ feelĀ myĀ heartĀ beating ? Ā ā āĀ whatĀ didĀ youĀ doĀ toĀ him ?? Ā ā āĀ doĀ youĀ haveĀ aĀ betterĀ idea ? Ā ā āĀ forgetĀ aboutĀ me ,Ā justĀ saveĀ them . Ā ā āĀ whyĀ donātĀ youĀ justĀ killĀ me ? Ā āĀ Ā āĀ takeĀ this ,Ā &Ā disappear . Ā ā āĀ [ name ]Ā wouldnātĀ doĀ that . Ā ā āĀ iĀ donātĀ seeĀ aĀ wayĀ outĀ thisĀ time . Ā ā āĀ iĀ justĀ needĀ youĀ toĀ trustĀ me . Ā ā āĀ thereāsĀ thatĀ smileĀ ā¦Ā Ā iāmĀ gladĀ itāsĀ theĀ lastĀ thingĀ iāllĀ see . Ā ā āĀ [ name ]Ā ā¦Ā iĀ neverĀ stoppedĀ lovingĀ you . Ā ā āĀ donātĀ doĀ this ,Ā Ā [ name ] . Ā ā āĀ thereāsĀ nobodyĀ there !Ā itāsĀ justĀ you ,Ā Ā itāsĀ justĀ you . Ā ā āĀ itāsĀ gonnaĀ beĀ okay ,Ā Ā okay ?Ā weāreĀ gonnaĀ figureĀ thisĀ out . Ā ā āĀ iĀ wantĀ youĀ toĀ leave .Ā go .Ā go ,Ā now . Ā ā āĀ letĀ meĀ helpĀ you . Ā ā āĀ youāreĀ inĀ myĀ way . Ā ā āĀ [ name ] ,Ā canĀ youĀ hearĀ me ? Ā ā āĀ whatĀ isĀ it ?Ā areĀ youĀ okay ? Ā ā āĀ noĀ oneĀ isĀ givingĀ up . Ā ā āĀ iāmĀ sorry ,Ā [ name ] ,Ā butĀ thatāsĀ notĀ gonnaĀ happen . Ā ā āĀ justĀ forĀ once ,Ā Ā willĀ youĀ pleaseĀ listenĀ toĀ meĀ &Ā doĀ asĀ youĀ areĀ told ? Ā ā āĀ youĀ canĀ tellĀ meĀ whereĀ itĀ is ,Ā orĀ iĀ canĀ findĀ itĀ myself .Ā Ā tellingĀ meĀ whereĀ itĀ isĀ isĀ theĀ saferĀ choice . Ā ā āĀ donātĀ doĀ anythingĀ foolish ,Ā Ā [ name ] . Ā ā āĀ listenĀ toĀ me .Ā weĀ canĀ helpĀ you . Ā ā āĀ noĀ matterĀ whatĀ theyĀ say ,Ā Ā itāsĀ aĀ lie . Ā ā āĀ youāveĀ alreadyĀ lostĀ thisĀ battle . Ā ā āĀ iĀ knowĀ youāreĀ inĀ there .Ā iĀ knowĀ youĀ canĀ hearĀ me ,Ā Ā soĀ pleaseĀ -Ā beforeĀ anyoneĀ elseĀ getsĀ hurt ,Ā Ā letĀ meĀ helpĀ you .Ā Ā ā āĀ youĀ knowĀ iāmĀ capableĀ ofĀ this . Ā ā āĀ [ name ] ,Ā look ,Ā itāsĀ over ! Ā ā āĀ thisĀ isĀ overĀ whenĀ iĀ sayĀ itāsĀ over . Ā ā āĀ iĀ thinkĀ thisĀ mightĀ beĀ theĀ end . Ā ā āĀ iĀ killedĀ someoneĀ iĀ love . Ā ā āĀ iāmĀ tryingĀ somethingĀ different . Ā ā āĀ iĀ askedĀ youĀ toĀ leaveĀ meĀ outĀ ofĀ this . Ā ā āĀ maybeĀ just ā¦Ā coffee ,Ā nextĀ time ? Ā ā āĀ youĀ willĀ neverĀ loseĀ thisĀ friend . Ā ā āĀ anotherĀ stereotypeĀ shattered . Ā ā āĀ doesĀ [ name ]Ā knowĀ whoĀ youĀ reallyĀ are ? Ā ā āĀ iĀ knowĀ whatĀ iĀ haveĀ toĀ do . Ā ā āĀ youĀ warnedĀ me . Ā ā āĀ ohĀ myĀ god ,Ā heāsĀ yourĀ ex - Ā ā āĀ iĀ donātĀ thinkĀ thatĀ thatāsĀ relevant . Ā ā āĀ iĀ thinkĀ iāveĀ hadĀ thisĀ exactĀ nightmareĀ before . Ā ā āĀ doĀ youĀ needĀ usĀ toĀ hateĀ him ?Ā becauseĀ weĀ canĀ hateĀ him . Ā ā āĀ iādĀ reallyĀ ratherĀ talkĀ aboutĀ thisĀ atĀ anotherĀ timeĀ thatāsĀ notĀ now . Ā ā āĀ iāmĀ notĀ hereĀ toĀ talkĀ aboutĀ myĀ feelings . Ā ā āĀ youĀ wereĀ always ,Ā alwaysĀ lyingĀ toĀ me ! Ā ā āĀ whyĀ doĀ iĀ suddenlyĀ wantĀ vodka ?Ā Ā ā āĀ weĀ canĀ talkĀ aboutĀ itĀ whenĀ iāmĀ dead ! Ā ā āĀ iĀ knewĀ iĀ wasĀ yourĀ type ! Ā ā āĀ iĀ knowĀ youĀ canĀ doĀ this ,Ā comeĀ on - Ā ā āĀ whateverĀ itĀ is ,Ā justĀ trustĀ me ,Ā tellĀ me .Ā ā āĀ theĀ problemĀ withĀ hidingĀ thingsĀ behindĀ glassĀ doorsĀ isĀ youĀ canĀ seeĀ throughĀ them . Ā ā āĀ iĀ guessĀ youĀ neverĀ reallyĀ knewĀ [ name ] . Ā ā āĀ youĀ reallyĀ wannaĀ talkĀ aboutĀ this ? Ā ā āĀ iāveĀ beenĀ gettingĀ inĀ touchĀ withĀ myĀ sensitiveĀ side .Ā Ā knock ,Ā knock ,Ā [ name ] .Ā iāmĀ home . Ā ā āĀ poetryĀ sucks ,Ā becauseĀ itĀ doesnātĀ makeĀ anyĀ sense . Ā ā āĀ itĀ wouldĀ beĀ aĀ lotĀ easierĀ forĀ bothĀ ofĀ usĀ ifĀ youĀ werenātĀ here . Ā ā āĀ myĀ personalĀ stuffĀ cannotĀ getĀ inĀ theĀ wayĀ ofĀ thisĀ job . Ā ā āĀ thisĀ isĀ cuttingĀ itĀ aĀ littleĀ tooĀ close . Ā ā āĀ iāmĀ aĀ liabilityĀ ā¦Ā Ā youĀ canĀ finishĀ itĀ up ,Ā iāllĀ waitĀ inĀ theĀ car . Ā ā āĀ thatāsĀ notĀ evenĀ remotelyĀ funny . Ā ā āĀ thereĀ areĀ thingsĀ thatĀ iĀ canātĀ tellĀ you . Ā ā āĀ iāmĀ tryingĀ toĀ protectĀ you . Ā ā āĀ [ name ] ,Ā youĀ neverĀ evenĀ saidĀ goodbye . Ā ā āĀ youĀ reallyĀ wantĀ theĀ truthĀ allĀ theĀ time ? Ā ā āĀ iĀ wasĀ alwaysĀ scaredĀ iādĀ screwĀ up ,Ā &Ā itĀ madeĀ meĀ screwĀ upĀ evenĀ more . Ā ā āĀ ifĀ iĀ couldnātĀ makeĀ itĀ workĀ withĀ you ,Ā thenĀ iĀ couldnātĀ makeĀ itĀ workĀ withĀ anyone . Ā ā āĀ trustĀ me ,Ā theseĀ peopleĀ areĀ notĀ yourĀ friends . Ā ā āĀ iĀ couldnātĀ leaveĀ withoutĀ sayingĀ goodbye ,Ā youādĀ neverĀ letĀ meĀ hearĀ theĀ endĀ ofĀ it . Ā ā āĀ whyĀ doesĀ everyoneĀ wantĀ toĀ talkĀ today ? Ā ā āĀ youāreĀ notĀ thinkingĀ whatĀ iĀ thinkĀ youāreĀ thinking ,Ā Ā areĀ you ? Ā ā āĀ weĀ needĀ toĀ stopĀ cuttingĀ theseĀ thingsĀ soĀ close . Ā ā āĀ youāreĀ notĀ listeningĀ toĀ aĀ wordĀ iāmĀ saying ,Ā areĀ you ? Ā ā āĀ youāreĀ relentless . Ā ā āĀ howĀ doĀ youĀ knowĀ [ name ] ? Ā ā āĀ itāsĀ late ,Ā youĀ lookĀ tired . Ā ā āĀ killedĀ byĀ aĀ pirate ?Ā thatāsĀ howĀ iĀ wannaĀ goĀ out . Ā ā āĀ ifĀ iĀ wasĀ stalkingĀ you ,Ā iĀ wouldāveĀ knownĀ whereĀ youĀ wereĀ atĀ oneĀ oāclockĀ inĀ theĀ morning . Ā ā āĀ whatĀ wouldĀ iĀ doĀ withoutĀ you ? Ā ā āĀ thisĀ provesĀ nothing . Ā ā āĀ youĀ rememberĀ me .Ā thatāsĀ good . Ā ā āĀ iĀ amĀ wayĀ pastĀ believingĀ anythingĀ youĀ haveĀ toĀ say . Ā ā āĀ iĀ wishĀ iĀ didnātĀ haveĀ toĀ lieĀ toĀ you . Ā ā āĀ iĀ wantĀ toĀ beĀ mortal . Ā ā āĀ whatĀ didĀ youĀ do ? Ā ā āĀ youĀ tookĀ everythingĀ fromĀ me .Ā now ,Ā iāllĀ takeĀ somethingĀ fromĀ you . Ā ā āĀ iĀ wonātĀ leaveĀ youĀ here ! Ā ā āĀ [ name ]Ā knowsĀ whatĀ iĀ want . Ā ā āĀ iĀ haveĀ aĀ scoreĀ toĀ settle . Ā ā āĀ youĀ haveĀ toĀ goĀ somewhereĀ safe . Ā ā āĀ [ name ] ,Ā beĀ careful .Ā iāveĀ alreadyĀ lostĀ enoughĀ peopleĀ thatĀ iĀ careĀ about . Ā ā āĀ doĀ youĀ haveĀ anythingĀ elseĀ toĀ doĀ butĀ lookĀ doubtful ? Ā ā āĀ look ,Ā iĀ knowĀ thatĀ youāreĀ worried . Ā ā āĀ i justĀ ā¦Ā iĀ needĀ help . Ā ā āĀ iāmĀ notĀ gonnaĀ letĀ youĀ ignoreĀ this . Ā ā āĀ iĀ donātĀ rememberĀ much . Ā ā āĀ thereāsĀ noĀ time . Ā ā āĀ howĀ longĀ haveĀ youĀ known ? Ā ā āĀ youāveĀ beenĀ lyingĀ toĀ meĀ forĀ asĀ longĀ asĀ iāveĀ knownĀ you . Ā ā āĀ iĀ canātĀ justĀ leaveĀ youĀ here . Ā ā āĀ youĀ haveĀ toĀ go . Ā ā
( CREDIT ) plonks myself on the dash. thinking a lot about slayer being a primeval.
so seeing as primevals ( aka primordials ) have been around since the very conception of everything, it makes sense to me that they would have no set physical form. in fact - the majority of them are entities that exist outside of physical boundaries and limitations. they are omnipotent and partially omnipresent, especially throughout their own realms ( ie earth, jekkad, urdak, the nether which is basically just a version of limbo that i've jammed into doom lore ) and their 'true' forms would look, to us, almost like a sentient star cluster. perhaps in the shape of a human to make things easier on our minds. either way, looking upon a primeval in one of its raw forms is enough to drive someone mad merely because of how incomprehensible they are. as is hearing their 'true' voice.
due to their omnipotence and creation abilities, all primevals have the capability to shift to a plethora of different forms. large or small. humanoid or beastly. some are perceivable to the human eye and some aren't. if they can envision it they can become it, though some forms are the result of extreme emotional reactions, or other uncontrollable forces. slayer is a human primeval. this makes him unique. the only mortal to have ever achieved such a thing. as such, his abilities, physiology, biology etc are all distinctly different to other primordial entities.
slayer can shift to numerous other forms. however, doing so is often extremely painful. the equivalent of being burned alive from the inside out. his physical body is basically rapidly destroying and then reconstructing itself around his life essence, which looks like this since the defeat of davoth and absorption of his power. examples of various forms dg can take are as follows: Ā hereĀ Ā ,Ā Ā hereĀ Ā ,Ā Ā hereĀ Ā , here , here &Ā Ā here . the image of the planet - eater above is an example of one of the largest - and by far most powerful - forms he can morph into.
slayers blood is no longer red. instead, it is almost black, with various shades of blue and purple present. like this. less glittery, more luminescent if that makes sense. it is also very thick, and can eat through most materials including skin, bone, the majority of metals, plastics etc. when his physical form is injured he uses very specific medicines and materials. anyone helping him must wear gloves and probably other protective material. unless they are immortal or even of primordial origin themselves.
slayer possesses vast cosmic manipulation abilities and partial omnificence; he can create virtually anything but with certain consequences. the more power he pours into a task, the more drained he becomes. he even risks going into long periods of comatose-like states if he overuses his abilities due to his status as a human primeval. some examples of his abilities are: inter-dimensional portal manipulation / creation, the ability to manipulate matter, time & energy across the omniverse, can alter the very fabric of reality, can summon, create and control things like meteors / black holes / cosmic storms / antimatter / dark matter and much more.
slayer is somewhat bound to his physical form. he must always shift back after a certain period of time; he could never live as the other primevals do, which is often literally just a floating consciousness. he honestly prefers it this way though. he always rejects the notion that he is now a 'god', and is much more aligned with his identity as a man. one downside is that the longer he spends in his primeval forms the more worn his human form will be. additionally, after much strain from his abilities, as mentioned, he will be weaker for a while. his very status as a human primeval means that he suffers generally from chronic pain such as cluster-headache like migraines as well as muscle, nerve, and joint pain ( especially after shifting forms )
slayer will sometimes experience 'cosmic sickness.' a nickname he's given semi-regular periods of time where he will experience immense pain, hyper-anxiety, depression and even symptoms of psychosis. this due to his being primordial and human both. whilst slayer is easily one of the most powerful entities across the entire omniverse, he is still a man of human origin. he has additionally known great trauma. experienced unthinkable torment and pain beyond measure. to top it all off, he is now something distinctly inhuman, deific, and that takes a serious toll on both his mental and physical wellbeing. during these periods of sickness, slayer can experience: accidental inter-dimensional travel / use of abilities / shapeshifting ( which can be very disturbing and painful ), becoming 'lost' in astral planes whilst sleeping, nigh-crippling migraines and physical pain, audio / visual / tactile hallucinations, chronic fatigue, and severe depression among other things.
imagine you're a demon minding your own business and some big-titted old man storms into your domain to slaughter you while blaring disco tunes
some more slayer doodles but this time āØļø with colour āØļø
DOOM ETERNAL: THE ANCIENT GODS - PART 2
You denied the gods and awoke an ancient evil. Now rally the scattered Sentinel armies, lay siege to the last bastion of Hell, break through the fortress walls, and face the Dark Lord himself. The soul of the universe hangs in the balance.Ā
Your war against Hell ends here.
šššĀ ,Ā Ā ššššĀ ššĀ šššššĀ Ā Ā ā¦Ā Ā ššššĀ šššššĀ šššĀ Ā Ā šššššĀ ššš¼ššĀ Ā āĀ
slayer would like to know if drath is free next friday. he would like to know if she will be free next friday because he will also be free, on friday, if she is free. so if she's free on friday (when he is also free) then he'd love to take her on a date maybe. next friday. when he is free. if she's also free. but if not whatever.
take her anywhere but olive garden.
@doomslayr
gunbashā
fromĀ @doomslayrā:Ā Ā ā here, i got you. give me your hand. ā
DISORIENTEDĀ ANDĀ DUSTYĀ ,Ā sebastianĀ feelsĀ himselfĀ coughĀ againstĀ theĀ cloudĀ ofĀ smokeĀ asĀ heĀ laysĀ thereĀ inĀ theĀ rubbleĀ .Ā atĀ someĀ pointĀ ,Ā heĀ hearsĀ slayerĀ aboveĀ himĀ ,Ā hearsĀ thatĀ familiarĀ voiceĀ throughĀ theĀ fumblingĀ fogĀ ofĀ thisĀ POST-BATTLEĀ HAZEĀ andĀ triesĀ hisĀ bestĀ toĀ comeĀ toĀ gripsĀ withĀ hisĀ surroundingsĀ andĀ hisĀ centerĀ ofĀ balanceĀ .Ā itāsĀ trickyĀ toĀ rememberĀ howĀ toĀ standĀ ,Ā butĀ suddenlyĀ anĀ armoredĀ handĀ breachesĀ hisĀ personalĀ spaceĀ ,Ā reachingĀ forĀ himĀ ,Ā andĀ sebastianĀ continuesĀ toĀ coughĀ andĀ wheezeĀ atĀ theĀ messĀ ofĀ itĀ ,Ā unsureĀ ofĀ howĀ toĀ proceedĀ .Ā hisĀ armsĀ areĀ soreĀ whenĀ heĀ takesĀ slayerāsĀ offeredĀ gripĀ .Ā hisĀ bodyĀ isĀ numbĀ whenĀ heāsĀ guidedĀ upĀ andĀ backĀ toĀ hisĀ feetĀ ,Ā backĀ toĀ theĀ endĀ ofĀ whateverĀ battleĀ theyādĀ justĀ foughtĀ sideĀ byĀ sideĀ .Ā thisĀ mustĀ beĀ reasonableĀ ,Ā feelingĀ soĀ confusedĀ inĀ theĀ midstĀ ofĀ anĀ apocalypseĀ .Ā THISĀ MUSTĀ BEĀ NORMALĀ ,Ā TOĀ FEELĀ DISJOINTEDĀ ,Ā TRAPPEDĀ INĀ DISARRAYĀ .Ā nowĀ standingĀ besideĀ hisĀ friendĀ ,Ā sebastianĀ blinksĀ backĀ dustĀ particlesĀ inĀ theĀ airĀ andĀ usesĀ slayerĀ forĀ balanceĀ .Ā āĀ iĀ canātĀ believeĀ weĀ survivedĀ thatĀ firefightĀ ,Ā āĀ heĀ remarksĀ atĀ lastĀ ,Ā butĀ thenĀ ,Ā āĀ āĀ iĀ meanĀ ,Ā iĀ canātĀ believeĀ iĀ survivedĀ itĀ .Ā youĀ canĀ surviveĀ anythingĀ ,Ā iĀ reckonĀ .Ā āĀ heĀ swipesĀ atĀ hisĀ faceĀ andĀ finallyĀ unveilsĀ theĀ faintestĀ smileĀ ,Ā theĀ faintestĀ levelĀ ofĀ amusementĀ .Ā āĀ meĀ ,Ā howeverĀ āĀ theĀ momentĀ youĀ shotĀ whateverĀ thatĀ wasĀ ,Ā iĀ thinkĀ iĀ flewĀ twoĀ blocksĀ .Ā surprisedĀ nothingāsĀ brokenĀ .Ā IāMĀ JUSTĀ DIRTYĀ .Ā āĀ sebastianĀ glancesĀ atĀ slayerāsĀ handĀ ,Ā thenĀ backĀ upĀ intoĀ theĀ helmetĀ ofĀ hisĀ closestĀ companionĀ outĀ hereĀ andĀ theĀ onlyĀ thingĀ keepingĀ himĀ aliveĀ .Ā āĀ thankĀ youĀ ,Ā asĀ usualĀ .Ā FORĀ EVERYTHINGĀ .Ā iĀ supposeĀ weādĀ betterĀ moveĀ .Ā ā
slayer nods curtly. the thrum of his heart begins to settle, this being the only outward sign of panic ā the only way someone could detect his momentary stress would be to chisel through thick layers of praetor suit and primordial flesh, and many have already tried. many have failed. the face that can be barely seen behind the helmet of his visor is plain. emotionless. as it often is in the heat of things. fighting comes now. feeling comes later. besides ... sebastian is fine. he can set his worry aside for now.
people are fleshier than he remembers ā having been around the sentinels and other, hardier aliens for centuries, slayer is unused to his companions being so ā fragile.Ā the responseĀ āi canāt believe you did eitherāĀ strikes him, but he doesnāt vocalize that thought. almost does ā stops himself. maybe that wouldnāt be too encouraging right now. slayer pats his hand against his companions back, just between his shoulder blades, ā youāre doinā fine, ā is his initial ( and perhaps lacking ) response. placeholder words until he figures on something perhaps more reassuring. or at least, a plan out of here.
the area immediately around them is far from level. something blasted through here before them, cored out several holes in the ground. slayerās gratitude about not having lost his new friend so far is freshly renewed; the intrusive thought of him slipping and falling causing the demon hunter to firm his jaw. he also, with slightly less horror, realizes that heās had his hand on the others back this entire time. d.g has formed a sort of unintentional, instinctive, defensive half-curl around him. he steps back now.
ā ha ā ā slayer shakes his head; his suit ekes out a mechanical whir, ā ā you thank me every time i save your ass, youāre gonna be thankinā me forever. speakinā of ⦠ā a glance directly behind him. slayer can easily navigate this jagged terrain with his thrust boots. these things can get him around in the vacuum of space, thisāll be a piece of cake. seb, on the other hand, and slayer looks back at him now, features creasing into a semi-apologetic expression beneath the visor, might struggle. unless ... ā say, you ever a fan of piggyback rides? ā
You want me dead? Get in line. Youāre not the first one, and you certainly wonāt be the last.
If you hurt my brother there is a 100% chance I will come to your house and kill you.
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Before Sunrise (1995) dir. Richard Linklater
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