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nextgen_adult ([info]nextgen_adult) wrote in [info]marvel_nextgen,
@ 2012-10-02 09:02:00


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Current location:Seattle
Entry tags:bram harker, gregory price, joanna ketch, plot-"eve of destruction", rita dermont, tyler morbius

Sleepless with Fear in Seattle
Dr. Stephen Strange, Sorcerer Supreme of Earth, hovered over Seattle in his astral projection form. Earlier, he'd seeded the city with very special Darkhold invitations, directed to those who would be easiest to turn to his will. There would be no exchange of innermost desire for a soul-destroying payment. Those who accepted would be his to twist and he intended to twist every drop of humanity from them to use in his spells to open the doorways for demons to enter the world.

The first screams were sweet. The next were savored.

Monsters were alive and devouring Seattle.



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[info]nextgen_misc
2012-10-03 09:26 pm UTC (link)
The demon just remains at the entrance as the table goes right through it.

That stunt only makes it more amused. It spreads its wings and dives towards Greg, destroying the lights in the bar as it goes.

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[info]fullmoonfever
2012-10-04 08:54 pm UTC (link)
Greg really didn't want to shift in how own bar. So instead he dove to the right.

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[info]devilonstrings
2012-10-05 12:48 am UTC (link)
"You... get OUT!" Jo snatches up her violin and draws the bow across the strings with an evil hiss. A volley of blasts that seem to rip and claw at the air hurtle towards the demon as she plays.

"Give me something to break.." A voice not entirely her own hisses through gritted teeth.

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[info]nextgen_misc
2012-10-05 05:05 pm UTC (link)
Missing Greg, the demon spins around, its tail whipping around and smashing the bar lights, plunging the bar into more darkness. As its about to lunge after Greg again, it's knocked back by the volley of blasts coming its way.

The shadow demon hisses in pain as it's hit then seems to sink into the floor.

The massive shadow slides across the floor straight at Greg like a shark who's caught a sent of prey. At the last moment it looms up and materializes, jaws going straight for the neck.

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[info]fullmoonfever
2012-10-05 08:40 pm UTC (link)
Greg scrambled to get out of the way. The thing caught him and Greg was in deep shit.

He started to transform.

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[info]devilonstrings
2012-10-05 10:22 pm UTC (link)
Jo continues playing, interspersed hissed lyrics accompanying the trills. "You don't really know why, but you wanna justify, rippin' someone's head off!"

As the attack on the demon continues, the music may also have an aggravating effect on anyone listening to it, like her friend.

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[info]nextgen_misc
2012-10-06 07:49 pm UTC (link)
The demon almost grins victoriously at catching Greg, and its claws dig into its prey as it begins to attack Greg with its jaws.

Unfortunately for it, to keep a hold of its prey the shadow demon had to remain solid. And now the seemingly helpless prey was looking not so helpless anymore...

Yes, the demon had planned this out badly.

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[info]fullmoonfever
2012-10-06 07:59 pm UTC (link)
Greg was in full werewolf form now and used teeth and claws to tear at the shadow demon. He could feel the thing's teeth and claws tearing at him, but he would heal. Eventually.

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[info]devilonstrings
2012-10-07 01:46 am UTC (link)
"I hope you know I pack a chainsaw..." Jo advances on the progressing melee, a rictus grin stretching her face.

"I'll skin your ass raw..." The music intensifies, no longer simply assaulting, but driving and strengthening Greg's assault.

"And if my day keeps going this way I just might, BREAK YOUR FUCKING FACE TONIGHT!</i>" Her voice rises into a maddened cackle as the music crescendos and her transformation becomes further.

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[info]nextgen_misc
2012-10-07 05:53 am UTC (link)
The shadow demon just won't let go of Greg, it clings on as much as it can but between Greg's attacks alone and their enhanced effect due to Jo, it's just not doing enough damage.

The demon lets out a wounded roar and goes intangible again, slinking away back to the bar to regroup and becoming solid only to send furniture flying towards the duo as it goes.

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[info]fullmoonfever
2012-10-07 05:21 pm UTC (link)
Werewolf Greg went after the demon and swatted the thrown chairs out of the way as he charged. He vaulted over a table and tried to swipe at the demon.

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[info]devilonstrings
2012-10-09 02:30 pm UTC (link)
"You will go nowhere, stripling." Jo drags the bow across the strings again, and unleashes... 'noise' wouldn't do it justice. The sound she directed at the demon resembled 'noise' in the way that a predatory dinosaur would resemble a pheasant. It's more than just unpleasant, it's very nature is meant to do harm and evoke hatred.

She strides toward it with purpose, her dessicated body flitting out of the way of the furniture the way a leaf on the wind would.

"Greg... feed." She plays again. 'Peter and the Wolf', by Prokofiev. Greg will be getting very very hungry. And strong. And angry.

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[info]nextgen_misc
2012-10-09 10:25 pm UTC (link)
The demon is about to go intangible as Greg lunges, but the horrendous noise, worse than anything one would expect from even a terrible violin player, stops it and it shrieks in pain before getting hit full on by Greg's attack.

It thrashes and lashes out at the attacking werewolf.

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[info]fullmoonfever
2012-10-10 01:56 pm UTC (link)
The demon's claws dug into his flesh. Greg howled and slashed at the demon. Then he sunk his teeth into the demon.

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[info]devilonstrings
2012-10-10 02:12 pm UTC (link)
Jo simply continues playing, bolstering Greg's assault, her eyes falling shut as she daintily twirls about the bar. It's as if she was a little child listening to a lullaby.

"Just go quietly into the light... the beast has you now..." She purrs, although it's not quite clear which one she's talking to.

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[info]nextgen_misc
2012-10-10 02:38 pm UTC (link)
Now that the shrieking noise was gone, the demon recovers enough to go intangible before Greg's teeth can do too much damage. The injured shadow demon slinks away a bit to throw more furniture. This time at the one who made that awful offending sound.

Even demons have ears.

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[info]fullmoonfever
2012-10-11 12:12 am UTC (link)
Greg snarled and went after the demon.

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[info]devilonstrings
2012-10-15 04:15 pm UTC (link)
Jo shrieks and spins away as the table comes at her, seemingly unconcerned for her own welfare, but for that of her instrument. Even with her reaction, the hair of her bow is caught and snapped.

She looks at the wreckage in her hand and then screams with incomprehensible rage. "For that, you die unspeakably, lowly thing!" She crosses the bar in a heartbeat, slamming her dessicated fingers down on the keys of the piano as she plays.

"Go, go, faster wider
More, more get it down, yeah
Dance, dance
Take me over glittering clouds
"

The words don't matter so much when the player knows what the song really means. A faint hum, then a buzz, fills the bar. Then it happens. Locusts, or at least the closest that Seattle can produce to their voracity, start swarming the demon, threatening it with death by a legion of tiny mandibles. They part around Greg, never touching hair nor hide of him, as they go about their work.

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[info]nextgen_misc
2012-10-15 09:43 pm UTC (link)
Normally the demon could've gone into it's shadow form and escaped, but that infernal shrieking had irritated it and after dodging Greg, it goes solid again to attack the werewolf and get it out of the way. The one making all that racket needed to die.

While it could attack back now, in its solid form the demon had unfortunately left itself open to the attacks from both opponents.

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[info]fullmoonfever
2012-10-16 09:35 pm UTC (link)
Greg growled an attacked with a renewed frenzy. Teeth and claws sank into demon flesh.

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[info]devilonstrings
2012-10-18 01:10 am UTC (link)
Jo continues playing, fingers pounding the keys as she sings louder and louder. Insects tear into demonic flesh, even as they mutate, convulse, and die moments later, corpses piling at the creature and Greg's feet.

"This city is ours... to claim and guard... if any of you remains to return to the pit, spread the word, stripling." She cackles.

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[info]nextgen_misc
2012-10-19 03:51 am UTC (link)
Between the music that was irritating it, Greg's continued attacks, and the pain, the shadow demon was having a hard time getting enough concentration to go intangible.

In a desperate attempt, it tries throwing the werewolf that was digging into it straight at the piano player.

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[info]fullmoonfever
2012-10-19 05:30 pm UTC (link)
Greg felt the demon grab him in an attempt to throw him so he grabbed onto the demon, claws sinking in. Then his teeth went for the demon's throat to rip it out.

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[info]devilonstrings
2012-10-20 12:25 am UTC (link)
The music's tempo increases, and so does the destruction of the demon.

"It's very sad when a thing doesn't know when to just die already."

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[info]nextgen_misc
2012-10-20 04:38 am UTC (link)
It's quite useless to throw Greg with him so latched on, and the shadow demon realizes this. So it goes for the last ditch attempt.

The werewolf fully latched on, the demon doesn't even try to throw him off, instead with a final roar it flaps its powerful wings and goes for a suicide bomb dive aiming at the piano player. Rabid werewolf attached and all.

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(no subject) - [info]devilonstrings, 2012-10-21 06:52 pm UTC
(no subject) - [info]nextgen_misc, 2012-10-21 07:20 pm UTC
(no subject) - [info]fullmoonfever, 2012-10-21 07:46 pm UTC
(no subject) - [info]devilonstrings, 2012-10-22 01:43 am UTC

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