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dramadramaduck2011-04-03 08:48 pm
shadow_spread) wrote in dramadramaduck2011-04-03 08:48 pm
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[Accidental Video]
[It's night, in what what looks to a children's playground, if the dome of knobbly yellow plastic with flat areas surrounded by railing dominating the picture is anything to go by. Masamori is sitting on what looks like a black rock right in front of the yellow dome, his right elbow resting on his leg and his left hand holding a cell phone to his ear. His eyes are closed and his expression is serious. You might also notice that he seems to have a staff topped with a circle and decorative blade hanging off his back.]
Now you'll be able to control your strength properly. Isn't that right?
[There's a pause, and Masamori opens his eyes, his face attentive. The camera begins to zoom out. And it turns out he's not sitting on a rock, but a very large arm. It probably belongs to the ayakashi towering behind the yellow dome, a creature that consists mostly of seven (formerly eight) arms and an angry looking face.]
Hmm? What?
[The ayakashi sticks its head closer.] Give it back. My arm. Give it.
[Masamori, however, seems to remain focused on his phone call.] Sorry, I couldn't hear that.
[The ayakashi raises one of its arms and slams it down onto the severed arm. But too slowly- Masamori has already leaped off his perch and landed a few yards away, turning to face the creature. He's still on the phone.] Sorry. Can you speak a little louder?
[The ayakashi picks up its severed arm and peers at it.] Arm. [It slaps the the arm onto the part of its body where all the arms join, evidently trying to reattach it. It works. The creature turns to glare at Masamori.] I can't forgive you.
[Masamori watches it, but with that vaguely attentive expression of someone having a phone conversation.] Yeah, sure.
[The ayakashi begins advance, pounding furiously at Masamori, who easily dodges out of the way. His face takes on a blank expression, but he seems to be more present now. He brings his right hand up in front of him, with the first two fingers extended.] The location isn't good... [Evidently that confuses whoever he's on the phone with, as he follows that with a more authoritative-sounding comment] No, it's just the reception.
[Masamori dodges further back, and faint blue lines in the shape of a square appear in front of the ayakashi. Masamori casts his right arm up, and a slightly blue, mostly transparent pillar rises up, tossing the ayakashi up above the surrounding apartment buildings. He thumbs the phone off, and the pillar disappears. Right as the ayakashi begins to fall, Masamori brings his right hand in front of his face again and seems almost to say something under his breath. Suddenly, the ayakashi is perfectly contained within a square shield that looks like the pillar from before. Masamori looks up at it for a moment, then back down. A series of smaller square shields appear in front of him, and he leaps from one to the next as if they were steps. As he climbs, the ones beneath him fade away and new ones appear. Soon, he's standing a on a small shield a few yards in front of the contained ayakashi, which is pounding away in an attempt to break free. Masamori examines it. Then he turns away from it and redials his phone. A short pause, and the person on the other end apparently picks up. Masamori smiles.]
Now, what were you saying?
[He gestures over his shoulder with his right hand, still in that two-fingers extended position, and the shield implodes. No trace of it or they ayakashi it contained remains.]
Hmm? [He appears to listen thoughtfully for a few moments.] Well...that is... [He gathers his thoughts, and smiles again.] There are many reasons why I dispatched you, but for the most part-
[And the feed cuts out.]
(( ooc: regular text is Masamori, bold is the ayakashi ))
Now you'll be able to control your strength properly. Isn't that right?
[There's a pause, and Masamori opens his eyes, his face attentive. The camera begins to zoom out. And it turns out he's not sitting on a rock, but a very large arm. It probably belongs to the ayakashi towering behind the yellow dome, a creature that consists mostly of seven (formerly eight) arms and an angry looking face.]
Hmm? What?
[The ayakashi sticks its head closer.] Give it back. My arm. Give it.
[Masamori, however, seems to remain focused on his phone call.] Sorry, I couldn't hear that.
[The ayakashi raises one of its arms and slams it down onto the severed arm. But too slowly- Masamori has already leaped off his perch and landed a few yards away, turning to face the creature. He's still on the phone.] Sorry. Can you speak a little louder?
[The ayakashi picks up its severed arm and peers at it.] Arm. [It slaps the the arm onto the part of its body where all the arms join, evidently trying to reattach it. It works. The creature turns to glare at Masamori.] I can't forgive you.
[Masamori watches it, but with that vaguely attentive expression of someone having a phone conversation.] Yeah, sure.
[The ayakashi begins advance, pounding furiously at Masamori, who easily dodges out of the way. His face takes on a blank expression, but he seems to be more present now. He brings his right hand up in front of him, with the first two fingers extended.] The location isn't good... [Evidently that confuses whoever he's on the phone with, as he follows that with a more authoritative-sounding comment] No, it's just the reception.
[Masamori dodges further back, and faint blue lines in the shape of a square appear in front of the ayakashi. Masamori casts his right arm up, and a slightly blue, mostly transparent pillar rises up, tossing the ayakashi up above the surrounding apartment buildings. He thumbs the phone off, and the pillar disappears. Right as the ayakashi begins to fall, Masamori brings his right hand in front of his face again and seems almost to say something under his breath. Suddenly, the ayakashi is perfectly contained within a square shield that looks like the pillar from before. Masamori looks up at it for a moment, then back down. A series of smaller square shields appear in front of him, and he leaps from one to the next as if they were steps. As he climbs, the ones beneath him fade away and new ones appear. Soon, he's standing a on a small shield a few yards in front of the contained ayakashi, which is pounding away in an attempt to break free. Masamori examines it. Then he turns away from it and redials his phone. A short pause, and the person on the other end apparently picks up. Masamori smiles.]
Now, what were you saying?
[He gestures over his shoulder with his right hand, still in that two-fingers extended position, and the shield implodes. No trace of it or they ayakashi it contained remains.]
Hmm? [He appears to listen thoughtfully for a few moments.] Well...that is... [He gathers his thoughts, and smiles again.] There are many reasons why I dispatched you, but for the most part-
[And the feed cuts out.]
(( ooc: regular text is Masamori, bold is the ayakashi ))