Shadowfall

[Will]

"Absolutely, they are strong. They can save Wilson."

Right as Violet finished talking, thunder roared in the distance. This was odd, however, as there wasn't a cloud in the sky.

"And I think we just found Dark Will."

[Blewcheese]

Pops looks at where the thunder seemed to come from, then at Willow. "Right, let's go then."

[Battal]

Willow shakily stands up, slowly calming down.  "O-Okay.  Thanks..."

[Will]

The group arrives at the source of the lightning, to find Dark Will curled up on the ground. The grass around him was scorched.

"J-Joseph... the Masked Man... the Masked Man is Will. I-I'm fine... I tried to fight him, knock him back to his senses... It didn't go so well. You have to save him, one way or another. Don't kill him, or I'll die. I trust you to do this. Take this, it'll protect you from his lightning..."

Dark Will pushes a blueprint for a lightning rod and the materials toward the group.

"Pops... if this goes south, you have no choice but to kill him, take off his helmet. He'll then at least die himself. He's up ahead, over that hill."

With the last of his consciousness, Dark Will pushes the knife and revolver to Joseph.

"You... got... this..."

Dark Will then fell into unconsciousness.

Edited March 14, 2014 by Will

[Battal]

Viti-Mortos sighs.  "I'm a shade, not a pack mule."  All the same, he picks up Dark Will in the same fashion as Joseph.  He then turns to Pops.
 
"We should face Will.  As Violet stated, we will require as much help as we can get."

[Will]

"I don't know what he was thinking saying Joseph should do it. He must have been really disoriented. Are we all ready?"

[Percival]

(I think I'll make a new character to use besides the two I introduced here. I'll save the two I used here for other roleplays.

 

Be warned, this one is based on a crazy sense. Also, if you really want to know what the original osteotome was, search it up.

 

 

Name: Celina Forthwood

 

Gender: Female

 

Age: 18

 

Abilities: Her only physical weapon is an osteotome. Not the modern one you would find in a hospital, though. No, it is the first prototype of the osteotome, modified slightly to be motor-powered instead of cranked.She also carries two of her most precious objects to her insanity; her Ouija board, along with all tool necessary to use it; and a miniscule music box, small enough to hold in your hand, but big enough to make sounds. The box has various secret switches on it, only known to the owner. The lullaby pacifies her sanity. Her mental powers are as different as you possibly can imagine from her physical powers; despite being insane, she has a heightened sense of perception and cognitive thinking when it matters.

 

Backstory: (I don't know whether to base it on my own insanity or what...)

 

Personality: From a glance, and even a few months of spending time with this woman, you would think that she is your normal widow in the neighborhood. Then again, what else could you expect from someone with her condition? ASPD. Quite manipulative with people, she is usually very charming and social, used to mask her true killing nature.

 

Appearance: Ironically, this young talented, and, at a first glance, normal woman is dressed in a what appears to be a soft, luxurious  overcoat, as white as ivory, although slightly stained near the hands. Unbeknownst to even herself, the stains are blood and bile that have seeped into her dress. What she wears isn't even a dress; it is a jacket made from the cloth and buckles of a straitjacket. Her hair's a very dark shade of violet, punctuated by strands of white.

 

Attributes

 

Not Seen By Normals

Insanity opens the mind, albeit damaging it, but making it more aware of beings that aren't usually seen by others. While unstable, she can still see unnatural things, though they would be jumbled up with her hallucinations, thus being hard to locate. Her hallucinations are her comfort, the only thing keeping her from killing herself. Perhaps, in a way, keeping her insane is good for her physical health...

 

My Only Frienemies

The hallucinations she see are usually dormant, calm, the way nature is like; simply there, a shadow of what used to be. When she is the sanest she can become, her hallucinations are, in a twisted way, calming. Calm means that she can think more clearly and have a heightened sense of perception, though this increases the danger of her realizing her past misdeeds and injuring herself out of grief. When completely insane, her hallucinations attack her, and this increases her strength and power.

 

They Actually Care?

Those that have managed to earn her affection and love, be reminded that you are blessed. Being the friend of the insane can have it's benefits, even if it's not known. Mere mentions of suffering of her only friends can enrage her, give her the motivation needed to save them.

 

 

Please note; ASPD? Don't search it up. I may or may not have the symptoms of it.)

Edited March 14, 2014 by Pecival

[Blewcheese]

Pops nodded. "I am. If we can get Will unconscious, I can probably send us into his subconscious and we can fix whatever went wrong in there."

[Will]

Before Pops can fully explain, the Masked Man emerges from the hilltop. His mouth opens, and out tumbles words that sound sickeningly like Shadowfall.

"YOU HAVE COME TO DIE MY PUPPET? HOW PATHETIC THAT YOU THINK YOU CAN SAVE HIM. HE IS MY SLAVE NOW. HE DOES WHAT I TELL HIM, AND ONLY SO. HE DOES NOT SLEEP UNLESS I TELL HIM TO. HE DOES NOT BREATH, EAT, THINK."

Violet quickly grabs the blueprints for the lightning rod, and reads them over. She grabs the materials, but the Masked Man sends down a bolt of lightning right next to her. The explosion sends the materials flying into a nearby pond.

"YOU MUST BE INSANE TO THINK I'D LET YOU BUILD SOMETHING TO HELP YOU. THE TIME FOR TALKING IS OVER. NOW, YOU DIE. TERMINATE."

The masked man raises his gun, and fires a shot at pops. Violet dives in the way, and is shot in her left leg.

"AUGH! God, that hurts!"

[Blewcheese]

(Dangit, Violet...)

Pops kneels down by Violet, hand by the wound. "Thank you. Let me borrow this for a bit. You won't feel a thing." The blood from Violet's wound drifts towards Pops, and he snarls at the Masked Man. "Come, then. We'll free that slave of yours."

[Will]

The Masked Man draws its blade, and prepares to attack Pops when Violet grabs his leg, tripping him. The Masked Man smacks Violet with the hilt of his blade, knocking her out.

"YOU PITIFUL HUMANS AND YOUR NEED TO SAVE OTHERS. YOU ARE CAPABLE OF AMAZING FEATS, AND YOU SQUANDER IT TO HELP OTHERS. YOU ARE MUCH MORE EFFECTIVE WHEN YOU CARE ONLY ABOUT YOURSELF."

The Masked Man rises to his feet, and aims his gun at Dark Will, and prepares to stab Violet.

"LET'S SEE WHAT YOU'LL DO. SAVE ONE FRIEND AND LET THE OTHER DIE, OR LET BOTH DIE AND DEFEAT MY PUPPET? WHAT A PREDICAMENT."

[Blewcheese]

Pops narrows his eyes, ready to temporarily harden his allies blood for a moment. It would in fact prevent the injury. And now that he was out of that damn soul trap, the toll wasn't nearly as much. "Enjoy your little game while you can. It will be over soon." At that, he sent a bolt of blood at the Masked Man.

[Will]

"TAKING A THIRD OPTION? YOU ARE CLEVER, BUT A LITTLE BIT OF HUMAN LIFE ESSENCE WON'T BE ABLE TO HARM MY PUPPET. HE'S MADE OF THE STUFF."

The Masked Man braces for the blood's impact, and is splattered by the substance. The blood begins to harden, forming an unbreaking shell around it. The Masked Man is unable to move.

"YOU ARE FOOLISH. NOW YOU CANNOT ATTACK ME. IT MATTERS NOT THAT I CANNOT MOVE. ONLY A MENTAL ATTACK COULD SAVE YOU, AND JOSEPH IS UNCONSIOUS. THIS FIGHT WILL ONLY END IN YOUR DEATHS."

[Blewcheese]

Pops narrows his eyes and walks towards the Masked Man. As he puts his hand on the back of Will's head, his voice seems calm. "Blood is very interesting. It is easily manipulated into either a solid or gaseous state. Despite this, however, it is not difficult for a mental wavelength to pass through it." At that, he sent his consciousness colliding into Will's.

[Battal]

*Casually whistles*

[Battal]

*Snaps fingers harmlessly*

[Battal]

Hmm...you know, if I don't get a nice post within 24 hours, I am liable to drive this massive spike through someone's chest.

[Blewcheese]

I ain't got nuttin.

[Will]

Pops finds himself in a dark, endless void. There is nothing, no thoughts, no images, or anything of the sort. There is, however, one little thing in the void. There is a small orb rolling around. It gives off no light, but reflects it in beautiful colors.

[Percival]

(If I had an opening for someone that is crazy, then I could post.)

[Will]

In the real world, the Masked Man is beginning to break out of the blood shell.

"YOUR END IS NEARING. THERE IS NO WAY TO FREE MY PUPPET, EVEN FROM WITHIN ITS OWN THOUGHTS."

[Battal]

Viti-Mortos is too busy researching the lightning rod blueprint to help.

 

"Astounding!"  He mutters under his breath.  "Such a simple, yet amazing device.  I must try it out sometime."

[Blewcheese]

Pops narrows his eyes at the orb and propels himself towards it, inspecting it further.

[Battal]

(@Will, we're all waiting...)

[Will]

(Sorry, my laptop is on the fritz. Having a hard time actually being able to post stuff.)

Inside the orb, images rapidly flash. Some Pops recognize, like Joseph, Jakob, and Dark Will, but others, are completely foreign to him. The ball is constantly rocking, as if there was something cramped inside, trying to burst out. Pops hears footsteps behind him, and turns to see Will. He looks exactly like he did in the soul trap. Emotionless, and the eyes of a dead fish.