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Post by Adrian on Aug 18, 2008 21:06:13 GMT -5
Typhoid only watched the boy wearing a slightly amused grin before the mist chased after the bush. Much faster than a scoot could take another unless they were an actual scooter which hovered or something. Like Back to the Future Part II! Nothing terrible awaited Seidei inside the purple mist, it would grant powers beyond what the inhuman already had now. In fact it might even restore him to normal. An option possibly disliked by one who finally had a chance at getting some attention from the ladies.
"I shall maaaake you stronnnnnnnnnnger!"
Unless Sei could somehow teleport away or run at super-human speed he would become a host to something not quite beyond human ken. A being that was only NOT beyond them due to the fact that they possessed the slight ability to percieve that Typhoid even existed. One similar example falling under the discovery of atoms. If not for special circumstances or technology it turns into one more unsolved mystery.
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Post by Luka on Aug 18, 2008 21:48:54 GMT -5
The small bush seemed to tremble, quaking as if he were standing on a fault line. Which he kind of was, really. It was obvious to him that he wouldn't be able to deter Typhoid from whatever he was planning on doing...well, at least not easily anyway. The whole thing gave him the willies! He wasn't used to being stared down by another kid like this. It was creepy!
He decided to move fast then.
In a flurry the leaves were hurled as a whole, revealing themselves to be a finely crafted piece of camoflauge. The coat-like mass of vegetation sailed through the air, creating a mini curtain that blocked Seidei from view as he burned rubber across the wall.
"I DON'T WANNA BE STRONGER!"
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Post by Adrian on Aug 19, 2008 0:35:50 GMT -5
Flinging away their camoflauge proved utterly useless against Typhoid due to the fact it passed right through his non-corporeal form. In this way alone it became quite easy to witness Seidei's plan along with reach the revalation of him not being the implied bush. No longer did this stranger have the potential to become a devastating natural disaster. . . but also took the all-too-familiar human form. A choice made at will by Typhoid who could truly transform into just about anything his collective will of souls desired. While the green-haired boy ran like the Devil was after him from the violet-haired boy, a new phenomenon took place. It left the world without a visual reference to the Poltegeist, which made it a rather haunting surprise when the abombination appeared directly in the Gren-haired boy's path.
However a voice whispered into those frightened ears as if telling a secret about the girl next door's physique. Disturbing if heard by the wrong ears to be certain.
"Buuuuuuuuuuuut. . .you will neeeeeed my strength. To defeat thessssssse men, you will require new powwwwwwwwwwwer. A kiiiiiiiind only Iiiiiiiiiii can givvvve."
Might he try beating cheeks right on through Ty? Or perhaps he would change direction fear only to have his path blockaded once more through the arriving security guards. A lone guard not radioing in for such an amount of time had led to suspicion. Just now they had discovered the downed guard's supposedly dead body. this left Seidei as the only suspect while the violet-haired youth remained unseen. Perhaps it would become the only chance of survival for Luka's partner to bond. . . become stronger through the supernatural presence.
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Post by Luka on Aug 22, 2008 4:49:39 GMT -5
"My love, a kind only Iiiii can giiiiiive~!"
Oh yeah, nothing was going to make Seidei run faster. It wasn't that he had anything against guys with other guys, it was just that he plain wasn't one of those guys! In an effort to maintain his manlyness, Seidei ran to the nearest solid person he could see. Sure, the language barrier was going to be a problem but Seidei was sure that screaming loudly and pointing behind him in a panicked motion while grasping at a guard was about as clear as he could get.
He had run in the opposite direction of the guard Typhoid had attacked originally, hoping he could somehow get a headstart on Casper. Of course, Seidei didn't know the guards would be showing up en masse and skidded to a halt once he saw that they didn't look friendly...at all.
He decided to throw up his arms then above his head in the international gesture of PLEASE DON'T SHOOT ME I COME FROM THE FUTURE I MEAN NO HARM!
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Post by Adrian on Aug 25, 2008 5:34:10 GMT -5
Well aside from the fact that Typhoid never spoke about love, & love would NEVER speak of Typhoid. . . the situation seemed about right. Even if the strange boy tried not to BECOME ONE with the Spectre, luck would never turn in his favor. As an inhuman being nothing really present an obstacle aside from finding a willing host. Or trying to eat any type of food, it just went right through the poor lad! Regardless of these facts the guards would never believe Seidei wanted to surrender, nothing stayed that simple with a personified Poltergiest around to mess up scenarios.
Especially when a strange phenomenon occrred directly above the Green-Haired kid when both arms were thrown up in surrender. A strange violet cloud of gaseous material had formed in a theatrical fashion. One serving the deceptive purpose of looking as though Sei summoned it from the depths of Hell.
Now the former cricket appeared a Wizard or at least YOU BETTER SHOOT ME I COME FROM THE FUTURE FEAR MY POWARZ in the eyes of those who currently mattered most. Since they had machine gun assault rifle type weapons. An upside to the current predicament had to be that these guns did not have built in grenade launchers or other explosives. No one in a high up position would dare to potentially have an explosion on one of the man-made world wonders.
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Post by Luka on Aug 26, 2008 4:45:26 GMT -5
Seidei knew something was hella wrong when throwing up his arms had a less than desireable effect. Whipping around to face into the strange cloud he swore under his breath before shouting, "STOP IT!" his voice high with panic now, his thin arms waving wildly.
When he heard rifles clattering behind him, Sei decided that he rather liked the feeling of his waving limbs and decided to hit the dirt. He rolled on the ground quickly, tucking his body close before springing to his feet again and diving behind one of the nearby short piles of rubble. It was small but at least it was something to KEEP THE BULLETS AWAY.
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Post by Adrian on Aug 31, 2008 17:54:06 GMT -5
For every small movement afforded by the boy's arms the strange violet mist only went on to transform into a stranger presence. Jutting outward due to the quick flailing, it looked to take on the vague form of an Eastern-type Dragon which surged toward the armed guards. Bullets were fired into the mist blindly, reducing their chances of hitting Seidei to some degree. Soon it all ceased right down to the sounds of guns clattering to stone with collapsing human bodies following almost immediately.
Abandoning those left struck down in its wake, men who appeared to be in an intense type of coma were splayed along the ancient structure. Might the Green-haired kid look up to examine 'his' handiwork? Or in the more probable event of trying to flee would find himself face to face once agan with Typhoid. The strange abombination would definately be wearing a mischevious expression. However if he chose not to run, a voice would ask these words:
"Why do you ffffeeeearrrrr powwwwwerrr. . .?"
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Post by Luka on Aug 31, 2008 19:25:22 GMT -5
The boy was standing now, facing Typhoid's handiwork fully. His expression wasn't a thankful one, rather it was a mix between terrified and almost angry. Seidei's tight fists trembled at his sides, his wide eyes gazing at the fallen guards. Even though he knew it was his chance to run for it before anything else could happen, some part of him wouldn't let him move. Some of it was fear from what he could tell, but the other part was almost as if he felt that what happened to the men was his fault and that he should do something about it.
Seidei's hands flew up to his hair as he violently rubbed his hands through it. THIS WAS SO FRUSTRATING!
A hand flew out as he pointed a finger at Typhoid in a valiant way. "Because power never does any good if it isn't used for the right reasons!"
Take that!
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Post by Adrian on Aug 31, 2008 20:04:16 GMT -5
"Iffff you bond with meeeeeeee. . . you could use thissssss power any way you wissssshhhed."
Typhoid teased the other in a strange way, attempting to lure them into the possession that would follow. It only wanted to know what it felt like to live inside of a corporeal form. Many years had passed since the last time he touched an object. Of course he could manipulate physical objects into moving, grant them inertia. . . but never actually touch. Everything felt hollow, the apacity he exsted with allowing him to pas through just about anything. Rare occurances came when the Personified Poltergiest went up against the barrier of some holyman. A person that knew exactly how to deal with this abombination.
Walking toward Seidei only portained to the illusion of such an action. At any moment he could pass through the stone beneath him or vanish from sight. He willed every last outer appearance he gave off to others. Only an expierenced exorcist or otherwise might have a chance of putting him through any paces.
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Post by Luka on Aug 31, 2008 20:38:20 GMT -5
Something about that made Sei hesitate. The propsal was temping...he certaintly did have someone he wanted to protect...but he wasn't about to trust Typhoid so quickly after what he had seen him do, but if anything the boy was going to stand his ground. Taking a breath so that his chest puffed out a little he stared down the ghost.
"Wh...what if I...say no?"
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Post by Adrian on Aug 31, 2008 21:03:13 GMT -5
Getting any reaction at all out of them seemed to harden the resolve toward succeeding. But why choose this particular person? They were not really even a human being when it came down to technicalities. Originally this Green-haired boy had been nothing more than a psuedo-cricket. A creature who often played second-fiddle to someone else even though they did not actually NEED TO be with anyone. Indeed the other had enough of a personality to stand alone from his long-time partner.
"Well, I ssssssupposssse if you don't then anotherrrrr will be given the choiccce. But they might not be like you. Evvveryone is diffffferent! Unwittiiiiing teeeeeeenagers to mannnniacal janitorsss. Do you trust a ssstranger with what Iiiiiii offffer?"
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Post by Luka on Aug 31, 2008 21:21:15 GMT -5
An odd expression passed over the bush-haired boy's face. He shook a finger at Typhoid, "Wait a second there, buddy boy! I'm a stranger too! Would yoouuuuuu trust a sssstranger with what you're offffering!?"
"If I had a guarantee there wouldn't be any bad-touching I'd totally say yes but you seem more than eager to jump on all these guards!" His pride seemed to rev up a few hundred notches. "Damn right no one is like me! I'm the one and only! Limited Edition! Collector's Special!"
He put his fists on his hips, "You know what!? I dare you! I bet you wouldn't even be able to handle my body! I mean...hehehe!" he snickered and glanced off to the side, running a hand through his hair Fabio-style. "...the ladies already have a hard enough time."
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Post by Adrian on Aug 31, 2008 21:45:50 GMT -5
"Challenge accepted."
Dissolving with those words, Typhoid's violet mist raged toward Seidei's body at a speed which defied life itself. Plunging toward any open pore the mass attempted to engulf the other entirely. The Green-haired kid would likely find himself inescapably conquered. Only in the sense that the Poltergiest has entered his body though. A strange sensation would likely spread through their entire 'human' body while the two entities merged.
However, it could only be temporary.
If Seidei managed to fight off the invading presence mentally or find an exorcist he would be rid of Typhoid. But for now the foreign ambombination tried to merge with the other. Showing just how much control over the host there was, an attempt was made to have them take one step. As time passed the living one might realize he could perform previously impossible feats.
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Post by Luka on Aug 31, 2008 22:07:50 GMT -5
Seidei let out a yell of surprise which was quickly cut off as he was engulfed by the mist. The sensation that overtook him was a strange one to say the least, leaving him speechless and motionless all at once. On his face remained a look of surprise though, making it clear that this was COMPLETELY UNEXPECTED.
There was likely some difficulty on Typhoid's end as well...since it seemed that Seidei's body lacked a compartment for a soul. Or at the very least something necessary for him to be possessed. At any rate, it probably took a lot of digging to find that little ledge to cling to, but it was there.
Slowly, like a tinman that needed to be oiled, Seidei took a step.
"You...butthead! I didn't...say...go!"
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Post by Adrian on Aug 31, 2008 22:21:29 GMT -5
Finding that little niche indeed proved to be taxing, yet that could play in their favor later on against opponents. Especially if another force attempted to inhabit Seidei. Grabbing onto those methaphorical ledges like anchors were a type of psycho-spiritual hold. Right now it did not fall under the permanent classification, but it would take more than a sneeze to shatter the connection. A few moments after the Green-haired kid spoke, another force attempted to manipulate the mouth muscles into speaking a reply.
"Toooooo baaaaaaaad. . ."
While Typhoid had some control, his host also could attempt commanding a brand-new set of strange abilities. The easiest to access at the moment fell under manipulating the violet mist that still lingered around him. Passing through solid objects definately came later on in the learning curve.
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