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Offline ska'arq .

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PROGRESS AND SACRIFICE // o, accidental murder
« on: January 02, 2019, 02:59:09 PM »
//i feel like this is better out of context for those who don’t know ska’arq

If the emotionless reptile could feel hope, it would have been lost long ago. Then again, if he could feel anything at all, this long, drawn out quest would not have started in the first place. Since his sudden reappearance, the dragon had reclaimed the old building he had once resided in. His old belongings were still there. A fine layer of dust coated every surface. With an old rag wrapped around the tip of his tail, most of it had been cleared away, which had earned a loud sneeze and a shake of his head. Notebooks and fresh bedding and things of the like soon occupied the old and somewhat empty space.

The small dragon was currently sitting in the chair at his lone desk, a lamp that occasionally flickered shedding light on the project in his hands. Various crude bottles lined the back of the surface at the wall. Some were broken or cracked, others simply scratched. A small jar held countless tiny shards in it. These were all failures, evidence of his tireless and time-consuming hard work towards his goal. What was his goal, exactly? Could a being such as himself really have wants and desires? Cyan blue eyes narrowed in deep concentration, giving his expression an unusual sense of life that it normally lacked. A magnifying glass on a stand was adjusted to make the view of the bottle in his hands clearer. It was another crude hand-crafted creation. A glance to the left skimmed over notes and diagrams, his own research, before returning to the task in hand. A fine tool etched carefully into the glass’s surface, hands steady and unburdened by anxiety or frustration. For a moment he sat back, holding it closer to the light. Finished.

He briefly stuck his claw inside the lip of the bottle, quickly yanking it back out after the etchings in the glass began to glow and his head felt light. Was this it? Had he done it at last? Ska’arq stuck a cork in the mouth of the bottle and moved out the door with unusual haste. He needed someone to test it. A hunch that these vials would not work on him hung in the back of his mind. He had made it glow, though. He was making progress at last.

Scanning the clearing with empty eyes, he spotted an NPC sleeping at the root of a tree. Good. They could not deny his request if they were not awake to hear it. The dragon moved closer quietly, taking a seat before them. Uncorking the vial, He tenderly lifted up the canine’s paw and stuck his claw inside. The NPC awoke with a full-bodied jerk, and Ska’arq instinctively gripped them so they would not escape. ”Hey! What the fuck do you think you’re-“ Their eyes grew wide and their words cut off. The bottle’s glowing engravings grew brighter, and the NPC seemed locked in place. A fine, foggy and white substance began to stream from their claw and into the container. Ska’arq watched intently, drinking in every detail that unfolded before him.

The stream slowed to a stop with a small drip. As if released from the death grip that covered their whole body, the canine collapsed into a limp heap, eyes still wide and frozen with shock. The glow receded, leaving nothing but the faint light of whatever day within the bottle in his hand. He released their paw, and it fell to the ground. Sticking the cork back in the lid, he swirled it in a circle, eyeing the contents carefully. He would examine it later. Ska’arq waved a hand in front of the NPC’s face. No response. ”Are you alright? he tried instead. Nothing. Two fingers were placed on their neck. He waited ten seconds, twenty. No heartbeat. The NPC was dead. He peered at the bottle again. ”An unexpected result. Fascinating.”

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Re: PROGRESS AND SACRIFICE // o, accidental murder
« Reply #1 on: January 04, 2019, 06:58:29 PM »
      In all his years, he never witnessed the aftermath of someone having their soul sucked out of their body... at least literally. He was fairly certain he watched someone have their guts engulfed by a giant vacuum hose once, which was a humorous sight for the demented entity, albeit he hated the soggy whir of organs clogging up the machine's dust bag. This, however, wasn't much so. Where was the pizazz? While glazed eyes didn't catch too many details of the scene, besides the unlucky mutt's collapse and the dragon responsible removing a bottle from around their forepaw, Beck knew enough to assume the worst. So much for taking Audrey III on a serene winter stroll through the marsh.

     With aforementioned fly trap's dented pot slung around his neck and the bucket bumping against his shallow chest as he strained to carry Audrey's surprising weight upright, the scrawny cat shouldered aside the brush to confront the reptile. "'Fascinatin','" he mocked in the dragon's robotic tone although with an additional sneering whine, rolling back onto his haunches. Audrey seemed to jerk its head at the sudden drop, sticking a plump tongue out between its rows of hardened spines serving as teeth in disapproval. It was hungry, why wasn't it being fed?

     Beck ignored the monstrous plant's impatience, lifting a bandaged paw to pick at his piranha-like teeth with a claw as he mumbled, "It ain't fa-ascinatin', it's called murder -- murder!" A borin' murder at that. A harsh snicker slipped from his mouth. "Ya know, you're gonna need a good reason for this if, if someone else finds o-out," Beck offered a sly smile, followed with him zipping his pale lips and locking his trap shut before flicking the invisible key away. Based on the purple freak's reaction, it was probably an accident anyway. Should medics prevent crime? The poltergeist frowned in thought for a moment, eventually shrugging. There wasn't anything he could do about the lifeless dog now, besides burying them. Hopefully, the dragon could lie better than he processed social cues. Cracking his head to the side, Beck admired the creature of myth from years ago with a skeptical glare, visibly gnawing on his tongue as he scrambled for a name he couldn't quite remember. "Your... your name's Squawk, right?"

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Re: PROGRESS AND SACRIFICE // o, accidental murder
« Reply #2 on: January 04, 2019, 07:52:30 PM »
Brain-busting murders were not Aya's preferred state of being. Still, it made sense. She came up by Beck and stared for a long time at the corpse. It took her brain a hot minute to compute what she was looking at, and there was a painful throbbing in her head by the time she realised it was a dead body. For some reason, the bees wouldn't give her the dopamine reward for figuring it out, so she simply sighed in dissatisfaction and shifted her confused and absent gaze to Ska'arq. "What did you do that for?" She asked, unable to process the logical process that would lead her from "Dead body" to "Ally murder." "You should use your words next time."

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- Aya (♀)
- 16 moons
- Tortoiseshell cat
- Lives in Tanglewood, "evil" scientist & Guardsman (HP)
- Storage thread (X)

- Tortoiseshell domestic cat with yellow eyes
- Medium difficulty, tag if attacking
- Suffering from brain damage (some days she's literally incoherent and detached from reality and others she's basically fine, just forgetful)

- Will start and finish fights
- Friendly, protective, jealous
- Tropes: Nightmare Fetishist, Mad Scientist

- Had a bout of inactivity due to overworking
- Accidentally destroyed her lab and injured herself in the process

Re: PROGRESS AND SACRIFICE // o, accidental murder
« Reply #3 on: January 04, 2019, 08:42:38 PM »
Ω — Upon minding his own business as usual, the scuttles of a few came from afar. There was interference due to the other sounds rustling throughout the swamp, but there was one definite thing that did stand out. That single word had caused his ears to perk up.


The word was very familiar to him, sadly. That did not mean he enjoyed it's meaning. Perseus had a hate for those who wrongly committed sins and tended to have a list of wrongdoings on every person he knew. If things got too far, he'd promptly take them away. No one should have to deal with an unchained monster. Their improvement was unlikely for their already radical villainous-like state and the only way to end their dastardly deeds were to end them. Getting rid of problems where it was needed was his lifestyle and did not just end at psychological incompetence. From first impressions of Ska'arq, he was not impressed.

The German Shepard maneuvered his way through the underbrush till he appeared onto the scene. According to his senses, two had already arrived. There was another doing the deed off to the side. Perseus, despite his feelings, was trained to appear unaffected and instead stood attention. "Quite the sinner." His head craned to the side impartially. He sniffed at the air. Unexpectedly, the air wasn't as salty as he would of presumably thought it would be. Without sight, his only guess on how the deed was executed is up to his imagination. Instead of pursuing his superstitions, the canine continued on. "You know you can't reverse your actions, yes?" he questioned calmly. "Killing a-" Another sniff. 'They killed one of their own.' "-group member is frowned upon." Especially by the Gods, but he never chose to listen to them.

Surely Morgan had to show up eventually.
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Re: PROGRESS AND SACRIFICE // o, accidental murder
« Reply #4 on: January 05, 2019, 01:59:43 AM »
Jim has seen some pretty weird shit. But, honestly, Tanglewood was a whole 'nother category of 'weird shit'. This universe in general was batshit, but Jim liked it. Usually. Not as much as home, but it was better than others. Like the evil universe. Yknow.
"Fascinating?" Jim echoes as he tails after Aya, feeling just a little bit ill. He's used to death. It doesn't make it any better -- it doesn't help that he automatically associates the word 'fascinating' with Spock, and thus ends up feeling very offset hearing it in this context. He swallows the bubbling, perhaps all-consuming rage, takes a deep breath, narrows his eyes. "What the fuck happened? Why?" His eyes are almost cold as he regards the reptile, lips curled back. He doesn't understand. When would Morgan get here? Jim isn't quite sure what the proper process is for this shit in this place, as much as he'd like to follow 'fleet standard. That shit was intense. But, well ... better get the story first or whatever the fuck. I mean, the guy wasn't even bloody.

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Re: PROGRESS AND SACRIFICE // o, accidental murder
« Reply #5 on: January 05, 2019, 02:49:06 PM »
"He ain't moving."

Well this was a fine mess. Was the dude dead? Looked like it. There wasn't any blood, or anything she associated with death, but there he was, lacking a pulse and not moving no matter how much she poked him, eyes wide and yet so very blank. Like a fish. Wait, no. That sounded disrespectful. And gross.

She had never talked to Ska'arq. But this was, uh, quite the first encounter. Did the big purple lizard man just...steal a whole soul? How does that work? She wasn't sure, and it was just another thing she wanted to look more into, if she could find something on it in a book somewhere. Not that she would ever want to steal a soul, but it was so mysterious that she wanted to know. But other than that, the idea that there was a big fucking hunk of emotionless purple walking around, shoving spiritual fog into bottles, was worrying to her. It was murder, right? "The hell did you do?"
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Re: PROGRESS AND SACRIFICE // o, accidental murder
« Reply #6 on: January 05, 2019, 06:29:09 PM »

Sometimes he pondered how and why members from any given group reacted so quickly to anything that happened within their borders. For as big as their territories were, it was improbable. Was he surprised that a crowd began to grow mere seconds and minutes after confirming the death of the canine before him? No. Well, he was incapable of such a reaction, but that was beside the point.

When the mischievous troublemaker by the name of Beck swaggered over, he was only offered a side glance, still mainly fixated on the vial in his hand. Its glow had faded, leaving the viscous and milky white liquid on its own. Murder. Yes, he supposed dully, it would be called murder. It hadn’t been his intention, of course. An accident of sorts. The reptile paid no heed to the blatant mockery of his words upon the ghost’s arrival. A reason echoed in his mind. Right- murder was greatly frowned upon and punished in the public world. ”It was an accident,” he stated. ”I did not intend for them to lose their life. An unforeseen result.” Thankfully, the zipper-and-key motion Beck had made was not lost on the dense dragon- but it would be pointless if others had seen the accident happen. He blinked in response to the last comment. Squawk? That nickname again. This same boy had called him that before. "It is Ska'arq, not Squawk," he corrected once again.

His suspicions about more witnesses were confirmed when more Tanglers began to appear, bearing various emotions ranging from anger, to disappointment, to confusion. All were common. Nothing new. Ska'arq raised his head, allowing them to all voice their concerns and confusion before he spoke out. Defending himself would be important here, he came to realize. Being kicked out of Tanglewood was not an option at the moment.

An empty stare first moved to the tortoiseshell cat who appeared to be... slow, for lack of better terms. "I did not mean to kill them. An accident." This would be the first time he was in a situation like this. Ska'arq was unsure how to predict the outcome. Should someone with a more aggressive temperament come by... Unfavorable. The dragon turned to the group as a whole. He had committed a wrong. Apologies were a must after someone has done something wrong. "I am sorry. I have done something wrong without intention to. Please forgive me." Cyan flickered down to the corpse beside him. "I did not expect them to die. If I am honest, I am uncertain about the circumstances of their death. It currently eludes me." Which was true- he had no idea what just happened. Did whatever was in the vial connect to it? Well, of course it did. It wasn't just a coincidence that they died after the process. What was the white substance?

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