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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
2012-10-21 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.

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[info]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.

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[info]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.

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