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

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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	fullmoonfever 2012-10-11 12:12 am UTC (link)
	Greg snarled and went after the demon. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

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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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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	fullmoonfever 2012-10-16 09:35 pm UTC (link)
	Greg growled an attacked with a renewed frenzy. Teeth and claws sank into demon flesh. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	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. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	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. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	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. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	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." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	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. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	fullmoonfever 2012-10-20 11:29 am UTC (link)
	Greg's mouth clamped down on the demon's throat and he tried to tear it out. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	devilonstrings 2012-10-21 06:52 pm UTC (link)
	Jo abruptly stands and extends a skeletal arm. She crooks her fingers and lets the demon's own rush drive its eyes upon her talon-like fingers. "So very sad..." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nextgen_misc 2012-10-21 07:20 pm UTC (link)
	The demon crashes into Jo and the three of them go flying into a heap. When the dust settles all that remains is the demon's body, eyes impaled and throat ripped out, lying there. Slowly its lifeless body disappears bit by bit where it goes back to join the shadows. Permanently this time. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	fullmoonfever 2012-10-21 07:46 pm UTC (link)
	Greg snarled and then lifted his head and howled. He knew this wasn't over. There had to be someone behind summoning this demon and with that thought he went out into the street. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	devilonstrings 2012-10-22 01:43 am UTC (link)
	Jo surveyed the damage to her bow again, hissing in displeasure. "Yes, pet. There is hunting to be done." She packs her favored instrument back into it's case and flits out the door after him. Just a little time to rest is all she needs, yes. Her physically stronger form, before taking human flesh once again. It will serve her well. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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