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Post by ±Witchcraft± on Apr 20, 2008 15:54:53 GMT -5
((Rhyme Prime is Blue, Rhyme 1 is Red, Rhyme 2 is Yellow. Colors might mix and all 3 is normal text color)) Rhyme nodded and cracked his fingers, and then wiggled them a bit, getting the magic flowing. He pulled out his newly improved baton and gave his wrists a snap. The baton grew and turned into a magical keyboard. Rhyme began to play the song himself. As he played to identical Rhyme’s appeared, each playing their own keyboard. “I’m gonna make you bend and break” (I sent you to me without wings) “Say a prayer but let the good times roll.” In case God doesn't show... (Let the good times roll, let the good times roll)
“And I want these words to make things right,” “But it's the wrongs that make the words come to life,” "Who does he think he is?" “If that's the worst you got,” “Better put your fingers back to the keys!” At the last lines they sang all three ran their hands down the entire keyboard in a Glissando. This was added to the normal effects of the song and it created a strong sonic waves. When the waves hit the cement it began to crack and shudder until it finally shattered into small shards and dust. The two fake Rhyme’s faded away as the real Rhyme lifted his hands from the keyboard to shield his eyes. The keyboard snapped back into his baton which then fell to the ground.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 20, 2008 16:09:53 GMT -5
"Fuck..." the soundwaves demolished the wall and Israfel collapsed to the ground along with the rubble, "...thanks... but I want to return these memories to Suzume... " he looked towards Suzume who was currently trembling when of course he had a flashback in his mind, the terrible thing about these flashbacks was that they weren't from his own memories- they were Suzume's. The sound of a lever and then rope being pulled taut, a snap or two- the scent of a early summer day and everything flooded his senses, in the moment of the flashback it seemed almost as if nobody was home in Israfel's head, he stared out into space. before the image of the public hanging was wiped from his mind. He blinked, shook his head and looked towards Rhyme, "Get them out of my head- now." he demanded, obviously meaning it here. Three hundred years of extra memories weren't good for the mind at all.
Gavin watched with an interested expression, waiting to see Rhyme finish the song and get the job done like he was called here to do and then Suzume would have her memories back, though it didn't seem like the situation would really help Israfel out too terribly much, other than ridding him of his extra memories and mental strain.
"I wanna go home..." Suzume muttered, seeming not to believe anyone would listen anymore.... in her mind she was quickly reaching the conclusion that she'd never get to go back home, but it could be worse, right? Atleast Cecee wouldn't worry, he left... and she didn't think he would be coming back, either. He was really angry, wasn't he? She whimpered, wondering what she did to make Cecee hate her so much, then she wondered if her being left here was going to be her punishment.
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Post by ±Witchcraft± on Apr 21, 2008 17:08:18 GMT -5
Rhyme couldn’t help but look and mentally laugh at the heart missing from Israfel. He found it funny that he didn’t first demand that they get his heart back. He was either really out of it or actually cared for me then his dick. He also wondered why his lackeys weren't here to help him out.
“Hold on hold on, let me sit down for a second and collect my thoughts, this is more subtle then just blowing up a wall. One note off and who knows what might happen. But her being unhappy and scared doesn’t help this at all”
He walked over to Suzume and kneeled down in front of her. He then reached into his pocket and pulled out the little doll version of his puppet. He handed it to her with a big smile and gave her a hug.
“Don’t worry, we won’t be long, you can even play with this. If you push the button on his back he grows life size.”
He then went back over to where he was and sat down. He put his legs in the lotus position and began to breath slowly. Taking in the world around and getting in tune to it. This would be very very delicate singing and he didn’t want either of them to end up dead or mentally retarded.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 21, 2008 17:29:23 GMT -5
((Rhyme lies... he'd love it if Israfel ended up mentally retarded! Pssssshhhh!!! LIES!! ALL LIESS!!!!!))
Israfel narrowed his eyes at Rhyme, obviously still that impatient bastard he always was, it seemed almost as if he was picking up on the small things that Rhyme was thinking at the moment, "If you really do wonder about it- my heart's been encased where your magic assuredly wouldn't help, and my 'lackeys' don't associate with people like me anymore... y'know... the 'I-just-lost-my-heart' bastard kinda guy." Israfel explained, his tone more civil than would be expected from him, it was obvious he wasn't looking for a fight at the current moment. Though, if one was ever to step back and describe Israfel's manner of things, he was rather enthusiastic in everything he did- if he went about something he was never one to put half-assed effort into it and he liked people to understand just what he needed, or what he knew, or whatever point he was trying to get accross. It could be imagined that Israfel was probably much more intelligent than he lead others to think, which was kind of a silly thought, but oh well.
Suzume looked at the little doll and then towards Rhyme, she didn't say anything, she just knew that Rhyme told her they could leave soon, so she hugged the doll quietly and waited for when they could leave, her turquoise eyes looking from Israfel, to the doll, to Rhyme and then back to Israfel, repeating the cycle a few times.
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Post by ±Witchcraft± on Apr 22, 2008 15:52:53 GMT -5
Rhyme slowly rose his head a small but noticeable fraction and gave Israfel an impish grin. A sudden stillness seemed to fill the air and with it tension, like something was suddenly going to start. With a jolt Rhyme threw his hands on the ground, and did a flip. As he did he grabbed his fedora and threw it up high and transformed his baton into a microphone. He landed on his feet and caught his fedora in his hand, putting it back on with it just shading his eyes in that cool anime way. “One night and one more time, Thanks for the memories, Even though they weren't so great; "He tastes like you only sweeter"! One night, yeah, and one more time, Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories; "See, he tastes like you only sweeter"!” Rhyme tapped his foot and switched his weight from foot to foot which made his hips shack as well. He sung his heart out into that microphone and put all he had into it. And because of that his powers also rose. The music blasted outward at a large volume. He didn’t even take into effect that it might be bad if someone else heard it.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 22, 2008 16:25:52 GMT -5
Israfel narrowed his eyes as he saw the demons arriving, many small demonic beings were silently gathering to watch this odd, new spectacle, thier eyes round with amazement at these beings that were here... living beings of flesh... they almost didn't seem to notice the music much at all, they just looked from one person to the next. A few of them left, perhaps to spread word. It was discernable though that the demons that watched now were rather low-level and some of them were actually quite adorable, while others were a tad ugly.
Suzume watched Rhyme, her eyes wide, she didn't even notice the gathering of beings, even as the number increased and the actual ranking of those arriving was increasing as well, there were a few humanoid demons there, even a few incubi and succubi. They didn't seem to pay much attention to Israfel at all, though a number of succubi were watching Rhyme silently, thier gazes fiery as they seemed to clock his every movement.
'For his own safety he'd better speed things up...' Israfel thought to himself, tapping his foot to the beat of Rhyme's music without even noticing it, his eyes looking towards the growing crowd, 'Things are going to turn nasty soon... and that damned Gavin's already been located... he spends too much time here- they caught his scent easily.' it was amazing how someone could be located and thrown out of Hell so quickly. Quietly Israfel closed his eyes though, obviously quite stressed at the moment and exceedingly tired, his muscles were currently screaming at him, wishing to rest. Israfel wanted to collapse right there and sleep as well- but he knew he wouldn't truly get any rest at all till his mind was his alone.
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Post by ±Witchcraft± on Apr 22, 2008 16:36:18 GMT -5
Rhyme then walked over to Israfel, the next part would actually transfer the memories. Rhyme didn’t notice the other demons either, too focused on making sure this would work. He stared Israfel right in the eyes as he sung the next verse. “Been looking forward to the future, When my eyesight is going bad, And this crystal ball. It's always cloudy except for, (Except for) When you look into the past (look into the past), One night stand... (one night stand off),” When Rhyme spoke of his eyesight going bad his eyes turned milky white, his pupil and iris disappearing and it looked like Rhyme was staring into Israfel’s mind. He then waved his hand which oddly the microphone didn’t drop over the other, and a crystal ball appeared and from Israfel’s eyes came two streams of silver which were Suzume’s memories. With the last words his volume hit an all time high and the rocks around and above them cracked slightly as dust fell down on them. He then slowly turned, holding the crystal ball of swirling silver. If one could stare into it long enough they might get pictures from it right now. But hopefully nobody would have it that long. His eyes gained their usual color but not before Gavin and Suzume would have been able to see them. His eyes would hurt for a long time after this from the strain put on them.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 22, 2008 16:53:40 GMT -5
Israfel fealt as if he had been suddenly given relief from a massive migrane the moment the memories had been taken from him ((Lol! spot the alliteration!)) and he opened his eyes only slightly, his eyes instantly catching the glimmering orb of memories, his vision now flickering towards Suzume who was yet to be gifted with her memories back. 'hurry up...' he thought nervously, though it was obvious he was enjoying his new clarity of thought.
Suzume looked towards the shimmering orb with that childike wonder that every kid seemed to posess about shiny things, she slowly walked towards Rhyme, looking at the orb, "What is it?" she whispered, not really talking to anyone, nor really caring that Rhyme was singing at the current moment. She wanted to see what was going on, her curiosity was at a level she couldn't really bear.
The demons that were overlooking seemed to be crowding together, a basic mob mentality type of thing- bringing themselves closer together and therefor achieving a better sense of security with the situation. Large demons resembling animals more than humans made thier grunts and growls as they observed, the tapping of hooves on the ground and the uneasiness of thier movements. Nobody was really sure what to quite make of the situation.
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Post by ±Witchcraft± on Apr 23, 2008 16:26:11 GMT -5
Rhyme held the orb in his hands and started into it. Feeling its power within it. This is what would make Suzume herself again, but was it really for the better? He was tempted for a moment to just drop it, let her live innocently forever. But then he remembered Sam, and how she became that way, and someone looking out would make the same choice to keep her that way. But he knew that it was unnatural. I think that is why Sam and Suzume got along so well, they were both people not in their natural age. “One night and one more time Thanks for the memories Even though they weren't so great He tastes like you only sweeter One night yeah one more time Thanks for the memories Thanks for the memories See he tastes like you only sweeter” Rhyme then turned toward Suzume, watching her with kind eyes. Wishing he didn’t have to do this but knew it was for the best. He stared at her for the longest time when he sang until suddenly on the last line, he vanished leaving an echo image behind. Which quickly faded. He then reappeared behind Suzume with a rush of displaced wind and shoved the orb into the back of her head. With flash the orb within and Rhyme jumped back, not sure what will happen. He also gave Gavin the single that meant that he was going to create a cover for their escape, and to get ready to do so. He wasn’t sure if they were going to escape Hell itself or just this area, that was up to Gavin, but he would still cover them.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 23, 2008 17:35:35 GMT -5
Suzume's eyes went wide when the orb was shoved into the back of her head, her mouth opened to shout something at Rhyme but no words came forth, her eyes shutting tightly and she cradled her head in her hands, her eyes watering tearfully as a light seemed to form around her, she was confused as the memories spilled into her, not yet at the point where they'd come to a close and make sense. It could also be noted there was a steady increase of her physical age, going through her teens till she was approximately the correct age, but still a soft aura surrounded her. Suzume shook terribly, wrapping her arms around herself and bringing herself curled up into a small ball on the ground, crouching there and her eyes looked at the dirt, the tears from all the confusion clearing away as clarity entered her consciousness. "...Rhyme...?" she whispered, she still trembled slightly and she looked back towards Rhyme. It could be noted that Suzume would be in dire need of new clothes when she got back home- because obviously the clothes she wore previously were now far too small and it was likely that a sudden movement would tear them.
There was a wave of reaction through the spectators, a few demons made special murmers to one another with astonishment, "So this is her real age?" "Yeah... seems so..." "And she's a virgin...." "Heheh... pick the peach when the peach is ripe." "My thoughts exactly..." were the whisperings of a pair of incubi, thier expressions devious as they plotted silently, it wouldn't be hard to find others who would help with this. It wasn't Suzume getting any special treatment, though... because the succubi were watching Rhyme and scheming thier own schemes.
Israfel didn't like this at all, "Rhyme... you need to go." he urged, his eyes looking towards the crowd of demons, "You've attracted a lot of attention..." he nodded towards the crowd, obviously rather irritated, his eyes narrowed in the 'look what you did' kind of manner, "If you don't leave soon... something bad could happen." he warned.
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Post by ±Witchcraft± on Apr 23, 2008 21:15:08 GMT -5
Rhyme couldn’t really talk outside of his song but he could make sounds appear. He waved his hands and sounds emerged next to Israfel’s ear.
I am working on it. Get ready to leave.
Rhyme was prepared for the succubi and the incubi . From being around Israfel he kinda expected them to be near his imprisonment. Another reason why he chose the song he did. Since he could easily have been charmed by them but the next part threw them right off.
His eyes blazed red though with an inner anger and fire when he heard the demons whistle about Suzume’s virginity. It brought back painful memories of Samantha and Alina, and how his father molested both of them. It put them both into their own little world. Sam forgot all about that time and is stuck in her childhood, while Alina grew up so much if you didn’t see her you could sware she was older then Rhyme.
“They say I only think in the form of Crunching numbers in hotel rooms Collecting page six lovers Get me out of my mind Gets you out of those clothes I'm a liner away from Getting you into the mood (wa-ooooohhh)”
Rhyme wore a fake plastered grin as he rose from behind Suzume. He winked at the succubi to make them think he was under his control then let out a burst of energy that shook the ground. His aura changed from its usual blue or yellow to a bright red, the same as his eyes.
As soon as he said the first 3 lines any tries to charm any member of the groups would fail. It cast Rhyme’s iron will on everybody even Israfel. Above Rhyme’s singing a voice could then be heard, Rhyme’s thoughts were being projected by his powers. At the last Wa-ohh he spun on his heels and let loose dark black pelets of magic that burst into a thick black smoke all around the demons.
Get Down! he called out to them all and when they did he held his hands over his face, fingers spread wide.
Dance of the Thousand Daggers
This was for the crack at Suzume and mostly for his poor sisters. He took out all of his anger, which he had a lot of, out on the demon. He threw his arms out and one thousand daggers made from loose particles in the air and of magic flew from his sleeves. They flew in all directions into the mobs of demons. Then, with an evil grin he was glad nobody could see, he yanked hard with his hands and all the cords could be seen. He yanked the daggers back and made them fly backward and all over, repeatedly slicing the demons. After a minute of this he fell to his knees breathing hard, letting the cords and the daggers go slack. He was sobbing quietly as well for his sisters.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 24, 2008 15:55:57 GMT -5
Suzume, Israfel, and Gavin lowered themselves to the ground at Rhyme's warning. Gavin watched the entire spectacle with a trained eye, gauging the attacks quietly while Israfel looked on wearily, looking from Rhyme to the demons every once in a while. Suzume was covering her vulpine ears with her hands, waiting till she would be able to move again without having to worry about being harmed.
As the attack ceased she slowly stood, her legs shaking as she walked towards Rhyme and she knelt next to him, wrapping her arms around her friend. "It's okay, Rhyme... it's all okay now..." she whispered to him, her words soft and soothing as they passed over her lips and lilted through the air to Rhyme's ears. "Don't worry... we're all safe." she tried to calm him. Suzume's three fox tails swayed gently back and forth as she patiently waited for Rhyme to calm down again, "We need to go home now, back to TMA." she reminded, because she figured being in Hell for any prolonged length of time wasn't neccessarily a good thing.
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Post by ±Witchcraft± on Apr 25, 2008 17:24:33 GMT -5
Rhyme nodded slowly as he calmed down in her arms. It comforted him to still have a small part of the old Suzume there. He still sobbed quietly to himself but inside he was feeling better. He just had a major mental flush and now he could think better for it and relax.
After a few moments Suzume could feel Rhyme’s shoulders relax and him start to get up.
“Lets go, but Suzume, please remember to always be kind to Alina and Sam, you can never guess what happened to them to make them that way” Rhyme said this in such a way to make Suzume remember it. His voice was firm and direct and there wasn’t any sign of a joke in it.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Apr 25, 2008 19:52:53 GMT -5
Suzume nodded, "I wouldn't be mean to them, Rhyme... you should know that." she seemed a tad confused as to why Rhyme would think she'd treat his sisters any kind of unkind now that she was older. She didn't sound offended at all, just confused. She looked towards the demons, there were many injured ones, a couple dead ones... as well as a handfull of them who'd managed to get through the attack unscathed, most likely they had taken cover behind some of the demons that were now dead. Amazingly, Suzume didn't seem to notice that Gavin was miraculously... gone.
Israfel shook his head, "You're spending too much time here- if you must have a chat- Have it elsewhere." he sounded a bit agitated, obviously wanting the two out of Hell as soon as possible. That was because Israfel had some common sense and he understood that the level of demons that would be arriving would only increase the longer Suzume and Rhyme were there.
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Post by ±Witchcraft± on Apr 29, 2008 16:51:00 GMT -5
“Um...got any idea on how we are gonna do that? Gavin up and left us without even a toot of his flute. Don’t expect me to pull a another song out of nowhere to magically get us home.” he spat at Israfel a bit on edge after that outburst at the demons and the confusion of Suzume.
He wondered though if his sonic speed would work. If it did he could probably get Suzume and himself away, but he couldn’t carry them both with him. But even if he could do that, he had no idea where to run too. Unless Israfel new something, they were going to be damned to hell.
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