08-23-2018, 03:34 PM
ALL ALONE HE TURNS TO STONE !
CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. OFFICER.
Caesar’s biggest weakness was likely in the fact that he didn’t know how to properly take care of himself. The demon’s body was terribly malnourished, although not nearly as bad as the other bodies he had possessed. Caesar had slowly learned that eating, drinking water - not alcohol - and sleeping were important things for a mortal body. Of course, this didn’t mean that he did properly take care of his body just yet. Which made his body particularly easy to harm.
Caesar let out a hiss as he felt teeth latch onto his tail, though he barely had time to react before his body was battered and pushed aside, with Marcellus jumping back so he couldn’t properly lash out at him. With a growl, Caesar rose to his paws, his gaze focus on the three-legged cheetah in front of him. He payed no mind to the spectators whatsoever, and hardly even recognized that they were there.
Caesar made a clicking sound with his mouth, which immediately prompted a fireball to form. The flames burned his tongue, throat, and the insides of his mouth in general, but he didn’t seem to particularly care. As the heat became too unbearable to handle, Caesar aimed to shoot the fireball at [member=1489]MARCELLUS[/member] .
Now, regardless of whether or not his attack succeeded, Caesar would be left with a bloody, burnt mouth and the demon spat out the black substance he knew as blood. His ears were pinned to the back of his head, showing his discomfort at how numb his mouth felt, but otherwise he didnt appear to be in pain. He wouldn’t be able to use his power for a while, but that was fine. He was just praying he was able to hit Marcellus.
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Caesar let out a hiss as he felt teeth latch onto his tail, though he barely had time to react before his body was battered and pushed aside, with Marcellus jumping back so he couldn’t properly lash out at him. With a growl, Caesar rose to his paws, his gaze focus on the three-legged cheetah in front of him. He payed no mind to the spectators whatsoever, and hardly even recognized that they were there.
Caesar made a clicking sound with his mouth, which immediately prompted a fireball to form. The flames burned his tongue, throat, and the insides of his mouth in general, but he didn’t seem to particularly care. As the heat became too unbearable to handle, Caesar aimed to shoot the fireball at [member=1489]MARCELLUS[/member] .
Now, regardless of whether or not his attack succeeded, Caesar would be left with a bloody, burnt mouth and the demon spat out the black substance he knew as blood. His ears were pinned to the back of his head, showing his discomfort at how numb his mouth felt, but otherwise he didnt appear to be in pain. He wouldn’t be able to use his power for a while, but that was fine. He was just praying he was able to hit Marcellus.
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'TILL I'M NUMB, 'TILL I'M BLISSFUL !
bio ★ male ★ rogue, no group ★ tags ★ plot with caesar!