Utsuho Reiuji (
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dramadramaduck2012-08-26 09:45 pm
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[ The video shows Okuu, looking as normal as ever about to address the community. Then something catches her attention all to suddenly. She drops whatever she's using as the camera, forgetting about it altogether. ]
There's a click of the tongue from someone off screen, almost motherly. A woman speaks.] My, how thin you look...
[ From the strange angle it records from the floor, the video still captures Utsuho's expression. Her eyes light up, awe-inspired. ]
Hungry, child? It can be made so that you will be empty no longer...
[ If the air is a snake, it seems to coil around the entire chamber, letting nothing escape its suffocating grasp. The speaker loves to make lasting impressions, after all. ]
...With this power, you will fulfill the wishes of both the worlds below and above the surface.
[ And the little bird in question? Animals know when they are threatened, when they are in the presence of someone more dominant. It's clear she realizes she's out of her league, for now. She lets her emotions show plainly on her face: anxious at first, questioning, and then hopeful at the proposal. ] ...Everyone's...wishes-?
[ There's no reply. Perhaps a nod is given, perhaps not. A stifling flash of light is emitted from wherever the Hell Raven looks; she grits her teeth, shielding her eyes for a moment, waiting for it to die down. It doesn't. The feed becomes full of static. It's not the recording that's glitching, rather the picture itself becomes warped. Light bends to something off screen, like from some sort of gravitational lens. The Hell Raven eventually lowers her guard. She becomes drawn to whatever she's seeing; any uncertainty gone and her mouth slightly ajar. She begins to move forward, her wings white-washed with a new light.
Then... darkness as something completely obscures the camera. The stranger voice cautions: ]
Remember to bow your head.
[ OOC: Replies will be ~45 min later. Warning that replies may have disturbing content in terms of body horror and cannibalism. ]
There's a click of the tongue from someone off screen, almost motherly. A woman speaks.] My, how thin you look...
[ From the strange angle it records from the floor, the video still captures Utsuho's expression. Her eyes light up, awe-inspired. ]
Hungry, child? It can be made so that you will be empty no longer...
[ If the air is a snake, it seems to coil around the entire chamber, letting nothing escape its suffocating grasp. The speaker loves to make lasting impressions, after all. ]
...With this power, you will fulfill the wishes of both the worlds below and above the surface.
[ And the little bird in question? Animals know when they are threatened, when they are in the presence of someone more dominant. It's clear she realizes she's out of her league, for now. She lets her emotions show plainly on her face: anxious at first, questioning, and then hopeful at the proposal. ] ...Everyone's...wishes-?
[ There's no reply. Perhaps a nod is given, perhaps not. A stifling flash of light is emitted from wherever the Hell Raven looks; she grits her teeth, shielding her eyes for a moment, waiting for it to die down. It doesn't. The feed becomes full of static. It's not the recording that's glitching, rather the picture itself becomes warped. Light bends to something off screen, like from some sort of gravitational lens. The Hell Raven eventually lowers her guard. She becomes drawn to whatever she's seeing; any uncertainty gone and her mouth slightly ajar. She begins to move forward, her wings white-washed with a new light.
Then... darkness as something completely obscures the camera. The stranger voice cautions: ]
Remember to bow your head.
[ OOC: Replies will be ~45 min later. Warning that replies may have disturbing content in terms of body horror and cannibalism. ]

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Okuu? Hey, Okuu? [ His voice was calm, if cautious. He didn't have a good feeling about this. ]
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[ An growl. She's hurting. Frightened at these changes. She doesn't want to be seen. Change is always hard- and what's happening to her... ]
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[ But her voice this time is softer. Tamer. Distracted. It's like she's speaking more to the eye than Yuri. ]
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... Okuu? Who was that woman, and what did she come to see you for?
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All she knows now is that the Yatagarasu is male. One of the an ancient, named gods. He fills her with information, with truth, with formulas, with images of stars and galaxies and quasars, with atoms, with space, with quarks, with raw energy-
It's appropriate, isn't it? That she has to be "empty" to contain all this. Just like where the stars that play sentinel in space. ]
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this isn't very reassuring. he thought she went back to being her birdbrain self after that.]
Holy shit! The hell was that?!
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That being said, she's worse for wear by the time she gets to this reply. She glares. ] Can't you recognize light when you see it?
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[She speaks only a single word, but it's dripping with venom.]
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sorry this is so late ugh 8|;;;
/waits forever! Also 1/idk
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Re: sorry this is so late ugh 8|;;;
Re: sorry this is so late ugh 8|;;;
Re: sorry this is so late ugh 8|;;;
And done!
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video;
'Fulfill wishes'?
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Ah, right. She was promised that. Or told that. Of course she doesn't fully know what it means. Right now, others' wishes have almost completely vanished from her mind. All this is now is about herself and what she ate. ] Everyone's. Everyone's lives will be more comfortable!
[ When they don't even exist, that is. ]
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Sometimes he likes to nudge things just so. It's not against the rules; it's what he does.
And it's not like it will change what is to happen anyway.] Are you afraid?
[And although such a comment might be ordinarily out of place, it makes enough sense in a tag by a near-omniscient being: the original post was also viewed by one Shelly de Killer, who felt mildly concerned but decided it best to wait for further, less vague developments.]
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Still, she wipes away the blood on her mouth- the blood of the god she has just eaten- in defiance. ] Don't... underestimate me!
[ She doesn't need a master. She could be her own. Or is that the god's thinking, that he doesn't need to answer to anyone? ]
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... maybe i should retroactively lock this thread
it's up to you, bro
ok CONSIDER IT DONE
o7
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But now she doesn't have time or patience to attempt reading anything. That requires effort and concentration- two things she should be using on herself right now. So when she hears the notification, she ignores it. ]
so late, sorry [voice]
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Are you alright?]
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But she knows, Ferb. The god she swallowed fills her will all the information to the workings of stars, gravity, of nuclear physics, of the subatomic particles. She wish she could share this information with him- what he could build with this information!- but her mouth is kept shut through sheer pain. ]
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[ Ah- that's right. He actually congratulated her on destroying Gensokyo during the virus. Well, she was already aiming to do it again. ]
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You okay?
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same same
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Or it could be one of those 'be careful what you wish for' situations. Natsume's not going to assume either way though. He assumes she's okay, at least, if only because Okuu seemed to lower her guard. ]
What happened?
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ditto
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i should read all of my emails before responding to tags : | /fail
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With this going on, she hears the notification.... But. She can't use up any extra effort in an attempt to reply at this moment, especially to text. ]