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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


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    I will face god and walk backward into hell; ROUND 1
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    Fresh from destruction and worlds other than these, the dark god comes, and he comes hungry. His swath of nebulae is gone, replaced with the more iconic gray, the color of stormclouds and gravestones. But what remains is a smile that turns stomachs, what remains is a longing – a <i>need</I> for more.
    More entertainment.
    The destroyed land had whetted his always eager appetite, so when he returns to his lair – empty, now, devoid of all the things he’s broken there – he decides it simply will not do.

    So he creates, again. The same wolf-things he’d left in Taiga, howling caricatures of wolves made of molten lava. These are not his whippet-thin hellhounds, these are a different sort of beast, and the ground shakes beneath their paws as he sends them out to hunt.
    It’d be a shame to leave without a souvenir or two.

    He expects his terrible creations to bring in some – the hunted - but others, he hopes, will come willingly. He broadcasts his desires like a radio signal: <i>come, and be transformed.</i>

    Others still, he will take himself.

    He grins, a broad and lazy smile, and their dark god reigns.

    NOTES:

    ANOTHER CARNAGE TORTURE QUEST CUZ I’VE HAD TOO MUCH BEER. For anyone who read/was in the 2015 one, this will likely be very similar. Also many of these rules are copy pasted because I was a better writer then.

    Rules: This is pretty much a “get captured and tortured in Carnage’s lair.” This means you consent to having Carnage’s mark branded on your horse somewhere (you can choose where). I’ll impart some scenarios and you choose how your character reacts. This quest is pretty much for mental trauma only. <b>There may or may not be traits at the end</b>. I want you to enter it because you want your character broken/traumatized, not because you want something shiny.
    <b>Defects will occur.</b> They will be permanent. However, there will be some leeway. I’m just saying, don’t expect your horse to escape unscathed.

    TO ENTER:
    You have until Friday to reply (this means until 11:59 PM CST Friday night). In the reply, describe how your character ends up in the lair. Did the lava wolf monsters catch them? Are they a weird masochist? Did Carnage hunt their child down and they offered themselves instead, a la Beauty and the Beast? Something else entirely? THERE ARE NO LIMITS. The point is, describe how your character ends up there, but stop with them entering the lair (the lair is underground, dank, it stinks, there’s bones, etc. – your typical evil villain underground lair).
    No limits on entries, but one character per player. You may enter even if you took part in the last writing quest.
    Round II will hopefully be posted sometime on Saturday
    If you have any questions, PM me.

    Be advised, this whole quest has a major trauma/abuse <b>trigger warning</b>.

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    I will face god and walk backward into hell; ROUND 1 - by Carnage - 09-12-2017, 08:55 PM



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