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Warnings: Extreme Darkness and Violence. Seriously, lots of blood and dismemberment. Spoilers for Fate/Stay Heaven's Feel, and Fate/Hollow Ataraxia.
Dream Effect: A chilling emotionless state with a numb yet burning sense of pure, untainted rage
There was nothing but echoing black all around. Every single step the fully armored King of Knights took, the clanging echo of her footsteps resonated almost endlessly. It was strange; though it was complete darkness, she could still see herself.
After what seemed like an eternity there was finally another sound: the clang of heavier armor.
"It is most impressive that you still retain both your sanity and your form." The voice was eerily familiar, and yet void of any substance. It was as if it was the voice of one that was already dead.
Immediately, the cloaked and invisible Excalibur was in her hand. She was ready for battle, but she wasn't ready for what awaited her when she turned around to meet the owner of the voice.
"What's wrong? You look panicked."
There was a blood curdling scream of pain and blood splattered everywhere. Saber was thrown against the ground and cracked her skull. The one standing over her was like a marble, evil version of herself.
"Do not worry. You will not die." The sickening aura of her sword gave the already injured Knight a pulsing sense of nausea and dread.
"You will merely be asleep. The last speck of light within me." The dark clad knight was relentless; as if she wanted to strip every last inch of flesh off Saber's body. And for some reason, she couldn't fight back.
"Just let go. Let the darkness consume you. I promise, it will be easier."
The sickening rip of flesh and the shattering pop of bone echoed in her ears though she felt nothing. Her arm dropped to the ground with a heavy thud, and she could clearly see it was no long attached to her body.
"Now that you're in shock...it will be less painful. But I have to be sure you cannot fight back."
Saber's lips moved, but nothing came out. Her other arm was now in the hand of the frightening doll leering above her.
"Consider yourself fortunate for keeping your head."
[Her eyes shot open but she couldn't move. It felt like her arms were really missing, and she couldn't even scream. The Dreamberry at her side just kept broadcasting, as she couldn't move to turn it off]
Dream Effect: A chilling emotionless state with a numb yet burning sense of pure, untainted rage
There was nothing but echoing black all around. Every single step the fully armored King of Knights took, the clanging echo of her footsteps resonated almost endlessly. It was strange; though it was complete darkness, she could still see herself.
After what seemed like an eternity there was finally another sound: the clang of heavier armor.
"It is most impressive that you still retain both your sanity and your form." The voice was eerily familiar, and yet void of any substance. It was as if it was the voice of one that was already dead.
Immediately, the cloaked and invisible Excalibur was in her hand. She was ready for battle, but she wasn't ready for what awaited her when she turned around to meet the owner of the voice.
"What's wrong? You look panicked."
There was a blood curdling scream of pain and blood splattered everywhere. Saber was thrown against the ground and cracked her skull. The one standing over her was like a marble, evil version of herself.
"Do not worry. You will not die." The sickening aura of her sword gave the already injured Knight a pulsing sense of nausea and dread.
"You will merely be asleep. The last speck of light within me." The dark clad knight was relentless; as if she wanted to strip every last inch of flesh off Saber's body. And for some reason, she couldn't fight back.
"Just let go. Let the darkness consume you. I promise, it will be easier."
The sickening rip of flesh and the shattering pop of bone echoed in her ears though she felt nothing. Her arm dropped to the ground with a heavy thud, and she could clearly see it was no long attached to her body.
"Now that you're in shock...it will be less painful. But I have to be sure you cannot fight back."
Saber's lips moved, but nothing came out. Her other arm was now in the hand of the frightening doll leering above her.
"Consider yourself fortunate for keeping your head."
[Her eyes shot open but she couldn't move. It felt like her arms were really missing, and she couldn't even scream. The Dreamberry at her side just kept broadcasting, as she couldn't move to turn it off]
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Date: 2010-02-15 08:58 pm (UTC)From:Come on! Show me that will of yours, Arturia.
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Date: 2010-02-15 09:15 pm (UTC)From:Tears of both pain and rage fell down her face. The laugh was certainly pushing her, and she got herself up on shaking, burning legs. Then she fell back, supporting herself on the wall]
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Date: 2010-02-15 09:20 pm (UTC)From:You were supposed to be so strong...so proud. Unbreakable, for your people. What happened, Arturia? What are you afraid of?
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Date: 2010-02-15 09:22 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2010-02-15 09:26 pm (UTC)From:Everyone is a monster at heart. Are you going to cower in fear of your own heart, or are you going to fight it?
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Date: 2010-02-15 09:33 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2010-02-15 09:41 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2010-02-15 09:57 pm (UTC)From:she got more sure footing, but still shaky]
I am up!!
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Date: 2010-02-15 10:00 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2010-02-15 10:12 pm (UTC)From:Now shut your insolent mouth!
Late what late
Date: 2010-02-16 06:10 am (UTC)From:All I see is a scared little girl. Now are you going to be more than that, Arturia?
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Date: 2010-02-16 04:22 pm (UTC)From:[she kicked the Dreamberry, which had fallen on the floor, in to the wall and the picture went to snow for a moment.
Then she fell to her knees again. She didn't feel quite right]