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avalononline2021-06-06 12:58 pm
colchismagecraft) wrote in avalononline2021-06-06 12:58 pm
Eighth: Grail War (Video; un: Caster)
(TW: Arson, Kidnapping, Death Threats, Magical Torture, Grief)
[The video starts with smoke billowing into the night sky, and as the camera pans down, the source becomes plainly clear. The edge of the Brocéliande woodland is ablaze, and the fire is starting to spread. Silhouetted against this ominous backdrop is the figure of Caster, using subtle magical manipulation to make her usual, heavy cloak cast an even darker shadow than it should as it billowed out around her.
Her eyes can't be seen under the hood of her cloak, but even in this darkness a broken smirk can be seen across the Witch of Betrayal's face. The twisted ritual dagger she held gleamed a sickening red in the light of the flames.]
Archer... we need to talk.
[For what sounded like a declaration of a grudge, it wasn't entirely clear whether or not she realised she was broadcasting to the entire network.]
You enjoy continuing battles that have already reached their conclusion, don't you? Well, it's time that I do the same.
The Holy Grail War isn't over. Our battle hasn't ended, not so long as I exist in this world... haha, I was a fool to delude myself into thinking otherwise. Hahaha...!
[She could hardly contain that bitter laughter, coming out in bursts, but she forced it back enough to continue.]
You know exactly what you did.
And I will have my revenge... I'll destroy anyone I have to until you come and face me. Oh- you won't crawl out of your hole without any motivation, will you? Well, I do have a little something to help convince a heroic sort like you.
[Caster flipped the picture on the camera, directing it to where she'd got an unconscious Darin tied up against one of the trees, a strange dark mist flowing around his body. And with a flick of Caster's wrist off-screen, the shadows intensified- sinking into him. Even unconscious, he started to writhe in pain.]
Hmhm, I don't know how long he'll last with my curses... so I suggest you hurry up. I'd hate it if I had to dispose of a body.
I will burn it all to the ground- and make you watch them all suffer for your choices. You know I will, Archer, it wouldn't be a first for me.
[She flicked the camera back to herself, now holding what appeared to be dragon fangs, hovering over her palm and pulsing with a strange, dark energy. Her familiar - now much larger than the housecat size it usually appeared - rested its head on her shoulder, watching the magical items with a fierce intensity.
And then, her carefully planned stagecraft started to crack, as a crazed grief started to inch it's way to the surface.]
I just want you to suffer. Do you really think I care what becomes of me in this world? Of what fate befalls the other realities?
They can all perish for all I care-!
Hecate curse you all!
[Before her composure can crack any further, she ends the broadcast.]
[ooc: The log itself will go up tonight/tomorrow for getting involved stopping this mess- note that if you have a heroic character who'd ICly get involved but you don't want to deal with this mess OOC, she's recording late at night in somewhere with ropey network signal, so feel free to assume the memo didn't get through or that your character couldn't track her down in the chaos.
Also- threadhopping totally welcome for this one.]
[The video starts with smoke billowing into the night sky, and as the camera pans down, the source becomes plainly clear. The edge of the Brocéliande woodland is ablaze, and the fire is starting to spread. Silhouetted against this ominous backdrop is the figure of Caster, using subtle magical manipulation to make her usual, heavy cloak cast an even darker shadow than it should as it billowed out around her.
Her eyes can't be seen under the hood of her cloak, but even in this darkness a broken smirk can be seen across the Witch of Betrayal's face. The twisted ritual dagger she held gleamed a sickening red in the light of the flames.]
Archer... we need to talk.
[For what sounded like a declaration of a grudge, it wasn't entirely clear whether or not she realised she was broadcasting to the entire network.]
You enjoy continuing battles that have already reached their conclusion, don't you? Well, it's time that I do the same.
The Holy Grail War isn't over. Our battle hasn't ended, not so long as I exist in this world... haha, I was a fool to delude myself into thinking otherwise. Hahaha...!
[She could hardly contain that bitter laughter, coming out in bursts, but she forced it back enough to continue.]
You know exactly what you did.
And I will have my revenge... I'll destroy anyone I have to until you come and face me. Oh- you won't crawl out of your hole without any motivation, will you? Well, I do have a little something to help convince a heroic sort like you.
[Caster flipped the picture on the camera, directing it to where she'd got an unconscious Darin tied up against one of the trees, a strange dark mist flowing around his body. And with a flick of Caster's wrist off-screen, the shadows intensified- sinking into him. Even unconscious, he started to writhe in pain.]
Hmhm, I don't know how long he'll last with my curses... so I suggest you hurry up. I'd hate it if I had to dispose of a body.
I will burn it all to the ground- and make you watch them all suffer for your choices. You know I will, Archer, it wouldn't be a first for me.
[She flicked the camera back to herself, now holding what appeared to be dragon fangs, hovering over her palm and pulsing with a strange, dark energy. Her familiar - now much larger than the housecat size it usually appeared - rested its head on her shoulder, watching the magical items with a fierce intensity.
And then, her carefully planned stagecraft started to crack, as a crazed grief started to inch it's way to the surface.]
I just want you to suffer. Do you really think I care what becomes of me in this world? Of what fate befalls the other realities?
They can all perish for all I care-!
Hecate curse you all!
[Before her composure can crack any further, she ends the broadcast.]
[ooc: The log itself will go up tonight/tomorrow for getting involved stopping this mess- note that if you have a heroic character who'd ICly get involved but you don't want to deal with this mess OOC, she's recording late at night in somewhere with ropey network signal, so feel free to assume the memo didn't get through or that your character couldn't track her down in the chaos.
Also- threadhopping totally welcome for this one.]
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...I'm not going to break his hands, don't worry about that.
Or you could just throw your swords at Archer. This mess is his fault to start with.
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he is]But see, if he's dead, that would leave him equally as useless. Is a curse even necessary at this point? You just need him as a hostage, right?
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[Answering the question? Nahhh.]
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[That means "yes". He is quite worried about his stupid friend.]
You've got a whole mess of people who are worried about him to deal with. It would make things easier on yourself if you would stop screwing around with him. Just a suggestion.
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...If I have to deal with a few other people on the way, so be it.
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[Just sayin'. He needs his arms to fix Zel's sword, ok.]
...Whatever this Archer guy did, it must have been pretty extreme to prompt something like this. I'm not interested in denying someone their revenge, but is hurting someone who was completely unrelated to the situation worth it?
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In one piece...of course. Haha...
[An ominous little laugh- one that did nothing to inspire confidence in that assurance.]
...I just needed the sort of person a heroic sort like Archer would come to help out. Darin was just convenient, that's all.
Besides, he had the gall to say I wasn't just some awful witch. I had to make a point, didn't I?
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Oh, of course. How dare he not call you horrible things and insist you're not awful. What a jerk.
You know, if he thought that, it was probably for a reason.
[could it be that Caster is actually full of shit??? Does she actually have the capacity to be a pretty cool lady????? I mean Zelgadis doesn't care but he's in the mood to be annoying.]
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[There were sounds in the background, though- she didn't have long to prepare herself.]
Well, if you want to come collect him, be my guest. Try not to get burned in the process.
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[That's about all he's got. He's going to hang up and let her deal with all that shit she's about to deal with.]