11-15-2018, 06:39 PM
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Questions no one can answer -
(Okay buddy!)
It was strange. Vagabond quite didn't understand what exactly what he was doing, it was just happening. He usually liked to know something that he was capable of doing, but it seemed like he was discovering something about his new body every passing day. This was only the fourth day that he had been in this world, and he found it quite odd that these abilities even existed in the first place. Was he going to take advantage of having this power? You bet your ass he is. There was no reason to waste something that could prove to be useful in the future after all. The Hellhound knew that he was going to have to make this quick considering that the other had been screaming at the top of his lungs a little bit ago. The Roseblood member wasn't quite sure if leaving the other to live and tell the story would be a great idea. The other would only know his name and not appearance thanks to him being blind. Vagabond could easily lie about a name if someone came looking for him, which would be better but not that great for business either. Vagabond did have to detach himself from the wolf's mind though, as the other's emotions of fear were so strong that it was starting to make his own body shake.
Having mental manipulation meant that he could also allow himself to feel other's emotions if he wasn't careful, something yet ago that he wasn't ready for. The Hellhound's tail seemed to still themselves a little bit as nothing happened for a couple moments as he gauged what he should do. It would be better just to leave a corpse so that he wouldn't have to come back and tie up a loose end. The hellbeast hummed to himself before reaching his decision, a throwing knife hovering in the air right next to his large head. "Sorry man, doesn't seem like today is your lucky day." Vagabond would almost say casually. It wasn't uncommon for him to change direction with what he was doing, thanks to his unpredictable nature it could prove dangerous and even deadly to those that weren't prepared. Vagabond wasn't going to use his mouth to try and kill the canine he was standing on top of, and instead, he would aim to plunge the throwing knife deep into Ammon's throat. Depending on where the knife hit, the other would bleed to death, rather quickly. If that worked, Vagabond would remove his paw from the wolf's body, and sit himself down, waiting for the canine to die so that he could begin carving away the flesh from the other's skull. If the other had any final words to give, Vagabond to be there to hear them whether he liked it or not. He began to unsheathe more knives to prepare to carve.
[sub][W]isker[/sub]It was strange. Vagabond quite didn't understand what exactly what he was doing, it was just happening. He usually liked to know something that he was capable of doing, but it seemed like he was discovering something about his new body every passing day. This was only the fourth day that he had been in this world, and he found it quite odd that these abilities even existed in the first place. Was he going to take advantage of having this power? You bet your ass he is. There was no reason to waste something that could prove to be useful in the future after all. The Hellhound knew that he was going to have to make this quick considering that the other had been screaming at the top of his lungs a little bit ago. The Roseblood member wasn't quite sure if leaving the other to live and tell the story would be a great idea. The other would only know his name and not appearance thanks to him being blind. Vagabond could easily lie about a name if someone came looking for him, which would be better but not that great for business either. Vagabond did have to detach himself from the wolf's mind though, as the other's emotions of fear were so strong that it was starting to make his own body shake.
Having mental manipulation meant that he could also allow himself to feel other's emotions if he wasn't careful, something yet ago that he wasn't ready for. The Hellhound's tail seemed to still themselves a little bit as nothing happened for a couple moments as he gauged what he should do. It would be better just to leave a corpse so that he wouldn't have to come back and tie up a loose end. The hellbeast hummed to himself before reaching his decision, a throwing knife hovering in the air right next to his large head. "Sorry man, doesn't seem like today is your lucky day." Vagabond would almost say casually. It wasn't uncommon for him to change direction with what he was doing, thanks to his unpredictable nature it could prove dangerous and even deadly to those that weren't prepared. Vagabond wasn't going to use his mouth to try and kill the canine he was standing on top of, and instead, he would aim to plunge the throwing knife deep into Ammon's throat. Depending on where the knife hit, the other would bleed to death, rather quickly. If that worked, Vagabond would remove his paw from the wolf's body, and sit himself down, waiting for the canine to die so that he could begin carving away the flesh from the other's skull. If the other had any final words to give, Vagabond to be there to hear them whether he liked it or not. He began to unsheathe more knives to prepare to carve.
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[glow=black,2,300]If you're going to bleed, then I'm going to give you a reason to[/glow]
tags N/A& choatic evil & member &[member=184]Sorrel[/member]