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excuse me mister but can you please turn down the lights [p] - OCTANE. - 03-03-2020
Boredom was the number one obstacle to face Octane since arriving in this dimension. Mental stimuli had been so easy in the future, his eyes and ears barraged by a constant laser show of lights and sounds, three games, two youtube videos, and twitter running all at the same time across two monitors and running his beautiful gaming PC oh so hard. Now there was nothing, not even any drugs to get a good hit or high off of. He should have asked Caustic to bottle up that amazing venom in his teeth, give him a needle and let him go. Octane jittered and shook at the thought of the needle stabbing into his veins and stinging his blood, collapsing as the high of numbness took of his brain. Caustic’s venom could never compare to stim or weed or any of the other juicy chemicals Octavio once put in his body but holy shit at least was something, it had the same green color, too! They always looked nice in green together, Octane’s crop tops and the plaid shirts he was able to force Caustic into every once in a while. Caustic had habitually dressed like a librarian- slacks and sweaters, and Octavio wore shorts and shirts all the time. The ones with patterns were always fun.
It would be nice if the wolf was here, and his head turned in the direction of Tanglewood, where the scientist was no doubt hunched over the portal maker in his basement, trying to fix the stupid thing. Pulling Caustic away from work and pushing his buttons was just as fun as hitting himself with a stim. An adrenaline rush because the scientist resorted to violence oh so quickly and Caustic beating the shit out of him as just as good. Octane couldn’t help him attraction to danger and violence- it had gotten him attention from his fans and Caustic’s obsessive hold over and over, like the addict he was.
Slowing down was hard. Patience and conformity was a requirement in Caustic’s lab, rules he had to follow to get what he wanted, but he was the pursuer and thus was in just as much control. Octane had to slow down, now, as he kept himself low to the ground, hovering just above the grass. His eyes were locked on the rabbit, breathing slow and low as he closed in on it. Leaping forwards, Octane sunk his claws into it, grabbing in and sitting up as it squirmed in his paws. “It’s alright little amigo, no one’s gonna hurt you, I got you,” He started to muse, holding on as it started to attempt to free itself. “Maybe I’ll keep you, ey?” A chuckle left Octane, his ears perking as he heard a twig snap behind him.
It would be nice if the wolf was here, and his head turned in the direction of Tanglewood, where the scientist was no doubt hunched over the portal maker in his basement, trying to fix the stupid thing. Pulling Caustic away from work and pushing his buttons was just as fun as hitting himself with a stim. An adrenaline rush because the scientist resorted to violence oh so quickly and Caustic beating the shit out of him as just as good. Octane couldn’t help him attraction to danger and violence- it had gotten him attention from his fans and Caustic’s obsessive hold over and over, like the addict he was.
Slowing down was hard. Patience and conformity was a requirement in Caustic’s lab, rules he had to follow to get what he wanted, but he was the pursuer and thus was in just as much control. Octane had to slow down, now, as he kept himself low to the ground, hovering just above the grass. His eyes were locked on the rabbit, breathing slow and low as he closed in on it. Leaping forwards, Octane sunk his claws into it, grabbing in and sitting up as it squirmed in his paws. “It’s alright little amigo, no one’s gonna hurt you, I got you,” He started to muse, holding on as it started to attempt to free itself. “Maybe I’ll keep you, ey?” A chuckle left Octane, his ears perking as he heard a twig snap behind him.
Re: excuse me mister but can you please turn down the lights [p] - Aleksander - 03-04-2020
[glow=white,1,400]I'LL KILL MY ENEMIES WHEN THEY COME — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
Hungry. Hurt. hurt and hungry. he was starving. he was in pain. He didn't know how he wasn't dead yet. He had been beaten down in some other territory and he knew that he was going to be killed. He had gained consciousness from the feral shit holding him prisoner in his own mind and he was instantly going to get killed for biting the leg of some random deer thing. So he'd somehow managed to leave? He wasn't entirely sure himself.
He was coated in blood and wounds, one of his legs was pretty much shredded and his tail(?) was gone. He could barely walk and it wasn't just because he wasn't used to being a big-ass wolf. He had been a wolf before, but not entirely this way. He had been with his brothers and instincts had kicked in enough for them to hunt and get back to their normal bodies. He knew that he shouldn't have attacked the one that he did, their bond was too much like his brothers for him not to feel regret about it, but he wasn't sure if he'd attacked others. He probably did, considering the blood that was all over him, but it wouldn't be the first time he'd woken up covered in blood, nor the second, third, or fourth time.
He needed to eat to keep on going but was any prey animal stupid enough to get near him when he smelled like this? no. If it wasn't for the weirdly sentient animals around him, he'd have been long dead. They were odd. For all purposes, they should have been just as capable as the lesser beings around them, but none seemed to think with their instincts. Better for him, but weird. It wasn't much of an issue if he was feral when he hunted anyways.
Thus, he was feral and hunting. He may not have had as much control, but the sheer power and bloodlust was remarkable. He ran, not well, and tore. He wove through trees, crouched, crawled, tracked. [glow=white,1,400]blood[/glow]
He hunted. He tackled. He bit.
He was coated in blood and wounds, one of his legs was pretty much shredded and his tail(?) was gone. He could barely walk and it wasn't just because he wasn't used to being a big-ass wolf. He had been a wolf before, but not entirely this way. He had been with his brothers and instincts had kicked in enough for them to hunt and get back to their normal bodies. He knew that he shouldn't have attacked the one that he did, their bond was too much like his brothers for him not to feel regret about it, but he wasn't sure if he'd attacked others. He probably did, considering the blood that was all over him, but it wouldn't be the first time he'd woken up covered in blood, nor the second, third, or fourth time.
He needed to eat to keep on going but was any prey animal stupid enough to get near him when he smelled like this? no. If it wasn't for the weirdly sentient animals around him, he'd have been long dead. They were odd. For all purposes, they should have been just as capable as the lesser beings around them, but none seemed to think with their instincts. Better for him, but weird. It wasn't much of an issue if he was feral when he hunted anyways.
Thus, he was feral and hunting. He may not have had as much control, but the sheer power and bloodlust was remarkable. He ran, not well, and tore. He wove through trees, crouched, crawled, tracked. [glow=white,1,400]blood[/glow]
He hunted. He tackled. He bit.
Re: excuse me mister but can you please turn down the lights [p] - OCTANE. - 03-04-2020
"Hey there little guy... I should give you a good name, maybe take you home and give you some nice food..." Navi never squirmed this much, but that was asking too much of his new rabbit friend. They would learn eventually. Only pets had the capacity to love someone unconditionally and without liability. Octane had thought about getting some for his stream to watch when he was busy, maybe something.
Octane could feel his fur rise, his ears tilt back, the cheetah was trying to warn him- the rabbit flew out of his grip he had enough time to turn and see a wolf launching into him. Spanish is already rolling off his tongue and Octane screams, being sent into the earth by the wolf and his teeth digging into his already bad shoulder. He throws his other paw, aiming to smack the wolf in the face, and moves again, aiming to send a metal leg into the wolf's gut to make it let go, and if successful, Octane would roll onto his stomach, scramble to his legs, and break into a run.
Finally, something fucking interesting! Now he just needed to make some distance, maneuver himself, flank the wolf and take it out. Easy.
Octane could feel his fur rise, his ears tilt back, the cheetah was trying to warn him- the rabbit flew out of his grip he had enough time to turn and see a wolf launching into him. Spanish is already rolling off his tongue and Octane screams, being sent into the earth by the wolf and his teeth digging into his already bad shoulder. He throws his other paw, aiming to smack the wolf in the face, and moves again, aiming to send a metal leg into the wolf's gut to make it let go, and if successful, Octane would roll onto his stomach, scramble to his legs, and break into a run.
Finally, something fucking interesting! Now he just needed to make some distance, maneuver himself, flank the wolf and take it out. Easy.
Re: excuse me mister but can you please turn down the lights [p] - Aleksander - 03-06-2020
[glow=white,1,400]I'LL KILL MY ENEMIES WHEN THEY COME — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
hurt. lungs. breathless. ouch. The leg that was kicked into his stomach nearly knocked him down and out of air, his breath coming in slight wheezes. He didn't like getting hurt. He didn't get hurt when he was with his brothers, they could all just take down their prey together. He missed his brothers. They wouldn't let this little shit do this to him.
With a snarl, the large wolf threw himself forwards, ignoring the stumble as he hit the ground and his crippled leg folded under him, shaking off the blood in his eyes from freshly opened wounds. Moving to grasp the fleeing creature, he failed. The little shit was fast. It took a few minutes to finally lock his teeth on its neck and attempt to pin it. Biting, tearing, ripping. Thank hell, some food fucking food.[glow=white,1,400]speech[/glow]
With a snarl, the large wolf threw himself forwards, ignoring the stumble as he hit the ground and his crippled leg folded under him, shaking off the blood in his eyes from freshly opened wounds. Moving to grasp the fleeing creature, he failed. The little shit was fast. It took a few minutes to finally lock his teeth on its neck and attempt to pin it. Biting, tearing, ripping. Thank hell, some food fucking food.[glow=white,1,400]speech[/glow]
Re: excuse me mister but can you please turn down the lights [p] - OCTANE. - 03-11-2020
Octane feels the heavy wolf land on his thighs, and he yowls, twisting around to kick and thrash. He shakes, aiming to scratch at its face and hold on, intending to drag claws through its eyes. The cheetah fumbles, and Octane screams as teeth clamp onto his neck. He can't fucking move- he can't bite it- he howls again, but it turns into a gurgle as blood fills his throat and he's choking.
Man, if only it were Caustic.
Stupid thoughts, distracting thoughts, cause this thing wants to eat him alive- the cheetah thrashes, attempting to kick it's underbelly with metal legs, and pull his claws across its face.
//this is AWFUL im so sorry
Man, if only it were Caustic.
Stupid thoughts, distracting thoughts, cause this thing wants to eat him alive- the cheetah thrashes, attempting to kick it's underbelly with metal legs, and pull his claws across its face.
//this is AWFUL im so sorry