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sanctus_dei) wrote2011-09-18 09:47 pm
sanctus_dei) wrote2011-09-18 09:47 pm
49th Ressurection
[Oh, a zombie plague? Thanks, Mayfield! Theo here is a very, very talented nercomancer, and has been dying (no pun intended) for a chance like this. Mayfield isn't a very conducive place to exercise his gifts, and now it's provide for him tons of undead he can have complete control over.
On Sunday and Monday, Theo will be just messing around with the zombies. Making them do stupid stuff, seeing how far he can exercise his control over them, how much energy it takes, what he can do. Never let it be said that Theo was anything but a careful, thorough spellcaster. He takes it very seriously, and it pays.
He'll even be setting up a game with them. You will find him sitting at the high school baseball field, having the zombies playing a rousing game while he sits in the stands, controlling the spells, laughing and having a grand old time. His crows are with him, cawing cheers with him.]
C'mon! Just cuz you're dead doesn't mean you can't pitch better than that. What, afraid your arm might fall off? Put some elbow grease into it!
[Did I mention he's been drinking too? Though that might be obvious at this point.]
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[By Tuesday and Wednesday though, Theo will be... degenerating. Slipping away. Simply put, the boy is crazy. Power and magic tends to quickly go to his head, and he goes overboard. That's how he got himself killed back home in the first place.
He'll be getting more sadistic with his toying, doing violent things with the infected people. Turning them on each other or people in the streets, running them off of buildings or into cars, using them as weapons against anyone who tries to stop him. He's crazy and dangerous. Coming after him at this point means you run the risk of being injured or killed. He's in his element here and is going to have as much fun as he can while it lasts!]
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[As far as his not!family, as long as they stay inside, they're in the safest house in town. Theo warded the hell out of that house over a year ago against an attack just like this, and nothing undead that Theo doesn't want there won't be making it past the yard without being incinerated by the spell. Theo will return on occasion, though. He needs spell components, and the main one for control of the undead is human ashes. The smoke and the smell from the yard of 337 Brady Lane is a disturbing sign that something is up, if anyone cares to investigate.]
On Sunday and Monday, Theo will be just messing around with the zombies. Making them do stupid stuff, seeing how far he can exercise his control over them, how much energy it takes, what he can do. Never let it be said that Theo was anything but a careful, thorough spellcaster. He takes it very seriously, and it pays.
He'll even be setting up a game with them. You will find him sitting at the high school baseball field, having the zombies playing a rousing game while he sits in the stands, controlling the spells, laughing and having a grand old time. His crows are with him, cawing cheers with him.]
C'mon! Just cuz you're dead doesn't mean you can't pitch better than that. What, afraid your arm might fall off? Put some elbow grease into it!
[Did I mention he's been drinking too? Though that might be obvious at this point.]
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[By Tuesday and Wednesday though, Theo will be... degenerating. Slipping away. Simply put, the boy is crazy. Power and magic tends to quickly go to his head, and he goes overboard. That's how he got himself killed back home in the first place.
He'll be getting more sadistic with his toying, doing violent things with the infected people. Turning them on each other or people in the streets, running them off of buildings or into cars, using them as weapons against anyone who tries to stop him. He's crazy and dangerous. Coming after him at this point means you run the risk of being injured or killed. He's in his element here and is going to have as much fun as he can while it lasts!]
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[As far as his not!family, as long as they stay inside, they're in the safest house in town. Theo warded the hell out of that house over a year ago against an attack just like this, and nothing undead that Theo doesn't want there won't be making it past the yard without being incinerated by the spell. Theo will return on occasion, though. He needs spell components, and the main one for control of the undead is human ashes. The smoke and the smell from the yard of 337 Brady Lane is a disturbing sign that something is up, if anyone cares to investigate.]
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It's wrong. Stop it and go home, Theo.
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Go home and stop playing with the zombies like they're toys. They're still people.
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They're purpose is not your entertainment. This is a mistake and fixing it doesn't involved toying with them like they're dolls. Don't be cruel, Theo. Go home.
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You're letting the magic consume you. I've been there. We're human. We have to have lines, Theo. Don't make me do this.
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I'm not about to let years of study, practice, blood, sweat and tears go to waste. You have no idea what I had to go through to get to this level!
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You are accomplishing nothing but making yourself out to be a child that doesn't deserve the magic. You're no better than that man that taught you.
You're making yourself unworthy of the magic. And if you don't stop, you're going to leave me no choice.
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[Oh you did not just say that. He practically roars at her.]
Don't associate me with him! That asshole could never get to a level like this! He didn't know shit!
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Great. Then you're becoming a worse monster than him. THERE NEEDS TO BE A LINE, THEO.
[She raises her head, meeting his eyes unyielding. Just what is she planning?]
I'm not going to let you destroy yourself. The man I'm looking at right now is nothing and it's a waste to let a shell have this magic.
I'm going to take it from you.
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[Zombies, which had stopped and stood silently behind their master, step forward now, ready to strike if need be. Normally he would have done it by now. But there's hesitation here.]
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You can't stop me, Theo. If you want to keep it, you'll go home now and leave the zombies be. Put them to rest and go home.
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Goddamnit. This isn't fair!
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What's not fair? That someone is putting people zombified to rest instead of playing with them like rag dolls?
I told you; you can't stop me. Go home, Theo. I can do this all day.
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[And he won't try to stop her. Partially guilty conscious, partially that he's too drunk to walk in a straight line, partially the fact that he knows he doesn't have the energy to keep up with her right now. One or two more big spells and he'd be unconscious. But he's not leaving - he's going to stay right there.]
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I told you to go back to your house. Go.
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Haven't you had enough of telling me what to do?
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