10-01-2018, 04:26 PM
[okay so first some quick ooc notes! i got permission from grey, space and tricky to include their characters in this post. baku's going to be in a coma for a few weeks because grey has exams, so don't worry about that. basically it's just luca transforming into his monster form and going wild. he's 10ft tall and 19ft long btw (also sorry this is super rushed its 4:20 in the morning and i wanted to get it out)]
Pain. It wasn't a pleasant thing to wake up to, even for someone like Luca, who had managed to convince himself years ago that he was into that sort of thing. It still inspired the same sort of panic when unexpected, the same pounding of the heart, the cold feeling that formed in one's stomach. Perhaps it was understandable, then, why Luca was so distraught to wake to the sensation of unnaturally sharp teeth digging into his paw. His eyelids shot up in time with his heart-rate, although the black tar that dripped over his face masked his assailant from view. It would have been alarming regardless of where he was being attacked, but Luca had always been particularly protective of his left paw. The black tattoo that lay there, the one that had lately taken to pulsing and glowing to the beat of his heart, seemed to be extremely important to the delicate hellhound. Even without his sight, the sudden burning of his soul told him that the damage had been done. "Wha- who!?" he tried to spit out as he yanked his paw backwards, but viscous black liquid was already bubbling from his throat. Perhaps tearing his paw backwards wasn't the smartest idea. Faintly he could hear the tearing of flesh, his flesh, but it was drowned out by another noise. A horrible, disgustingly familiar noise.
Snap.
Immediately he screamed, a shrill and primal noise muffled only by the corruption that clogged his throat. The black ring that surrounded his paw flashed briefly with white light, and then it was gone, leaving only pulsing black veins in it's place. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!?" The words were inaudible, yet audible at the same time, and echo in the minds of anyone in earshot. The darkness spread up his arm and then across his body, bringing with it an unnatural swelling and rearranging of his limbs. He stumbled backwards, distracted from his range by the burning of liquid fire in his veins, a pain that not even his fabricated masochism could save him from. He let out another anguished scream and clawed at the ground as his wings melted around him and spines sprouted from his back, his fur growing longer and sharper in some places and disappearing altogether in others, leaving leathery, ruddy skin in its place.
By now he had forgotten his assailant completely, a snarl transforming into a series of clicks as the now-blind Luca scouted out his surroundings. Hunger closed in on his mind like a bear trap, and he shook his head furiously, instantly heading towards the area that his mind told him was the most densely populated.
The first sacrifice he spotted was someone that he couldn't quite remember- feline, female. The cloud that had settled over his mind didn't allow his memories of Goldie to register as he reared onto his back legs and readied those terrible red claws of his. He would have aimed them for her head if it weren't for the sudden burst of flame to hit his side. A series of angered clicks echoed from within his throat as he turned his head towards Bakugou. The fight was over quickly, a failed attempt at rescue leaving pale limbs scattered across the beach. Luca's jaws clamped down on the Reaver again and again, and he was about to finish the short lived battle for good when he was stopped by the earth opening around them, swallowing Bakugou away from him and protecting the feline from his wrath. Luca slammed his body against the rock one, twice, and then he fell back, an ugly snarl marring his half-formed features. Cowardly, cowardly prey.
With the distraction gone he whipped back around to refocus his attention on the first feline, searching for her tiny form with the telltale noise of his echolocation. At least that fiery feline wasn't the only food option lying around.
Pain. It wasn't a pleasant thing to wake up to, even for someone like Luca, who had managed to convince himself years ago that he was into that sort of thing. It still inspired the same sort of panic when unexpected, the same pounding of the heart, the cold feeling that formed in one's stomach. Perhaps it was understandable, then, why Luca was so distraught to wake to the sensation of unnaturally sharp teeth digging into his paw. His eyelids shot up in time with his heart-rate, although the black tar that dripped over his face masked his assailant from view. It would have been alarming regardless of where he was being attacked, but Luca had always been particularly protective of his left paw. The black tattoo that lay there, the one that had lately taken to pulsing and glowing to the beat of his heart, seemed to be extremely important to the delicate hellhound. Even without his sight, the sudden burning of his soul told him that the damage had been done. "Wha- who!?" he tried to spit out as he yanked his paw backwards, but viscous black liquid was already bubbling from his throat. Perhaps tearing his paw backwards wasn't the smartest idea. Faintly he could hear the tearing of flesh, his flesh, but it was drowned out by another noise. A horrible, disgustingly familiar noise.
Snap.
Immediately he screamed, a shrill and primal noise muffled only by the corruption that clogged his throat. The black ring that surrounded his paw flashed briefly with white light, and then it was gone, leaving only pulsing black veins in it's place. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!?" The words were inaudible, yet audible at the same time, and echo in the minds of anyone in earshot. The darkness spread up his arm and then across his body, bringing with it an unnatural swelling and rearranging of his limbs. He stumbled backwards, distracted from his range by the burning of liquid fire in his veins, a pain that not even his fabricated masochism could save him from. He let out another anguished scream and clawed at the ground as his wings melted around him and spines sprouted from his back, his fur growing longer and sharper in some places and disappearing altogether in others, leaving leathery, ruddy skin in its place.
By now he had forgotten his assailant completely, a snarl transforming into a series of clicks as the now-blind Luca scouted out his surroundings. Hunger closed in on his mind like a bear trap, and he shook his head furiously, instantly heading towards the area that his mind told him was the most densely populated.
The first sacrifice he spotted was someone that he couldn't quite remember- feline, female. The cloud that had settled over his mind didn't allow his memories of Goldie to register as he reared onto his back legs and readied those terrible red claws of his. He would have aimed them for her head if it weren't for the sudden burst of flame to hit his side. A series of angered clicks echoed from within his throat as he turned his head towards Bakugou. The fight was over quickly, a failed attempt at rescue leaving pale limbs scattered across the beach. Luca's jaws clamped down on the Reaver again and again, and he was about to finish the short lived battle for good when he was stopped by the earth opening around them, swallowing Bakugou away from him and protecting the feline from his wrath. Luca slammed his body against the rock one, twice, and then he fell back, an ugly snarl marring his half-formed features. Cowardly, cowardly prey.
With the distraction gone he whipped back around to refocus his attention on the first feline, searching for her tiny form with the telltale noise of his echolocation. At least that fiery feline wasn't the only food option lying around.
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