Sublimation

Fate / int check

Then le interest for Assassin here.

Fate/Rubidia: Empty Desires

*STABS RP*

Whoops... I just meant to poke the RP... is it still alive?

@Enkryption

Well I got back yesterday midnight to see no replies for 5 days, so I highly assume it is dead.

Fate / int check

I will invest tentative interest.

Fate/Rubidia: Empty Desires

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The fact that you can't, or rather, don't want to acknowledge the reason if in and off itself a problem for me. I won't say anything more, since this is my definitive leave. Unless, of course someone worth talking to address me here, which I find high unlikely to happen.

Without further ado,

Farewell.

@KoL

Mighty high horse you got there. Leaving a RP because your pride was wounded lol. Cool down and chill out man, its the internet for a reason.

Although I doubt someone like you would understand~
Take care~

Fate/Rubidia: Empty Desires

I will have to be incredibly inactive the next week and a half and am not sure I can even post on a day by day basis.

Fate/esoteric fascimile

Interest Taken with extremely unhealthy enthusiasm.

Fate/Rubidia: Empty Desires

Therana

Therana's grim expression took a more animated turn, the onset of a frown beginning to mar her pale face as she witnessed her attack fail. As expected, the Executioner, just like all Church operatives, possessed advanced physical capacities and it seemed that rumors regarding him possessing the capacity to draw forth from an endless supply of weapons and ammunition from either imaginary space or a reality marble seemed true. In that regard, both the Executioner and Therana were alike. Both relied upon the aid of an alien space in order to augment combat, but how this augmentation manifested greatly differed between Therana and the Executioner.

The canister and gun that the Executioner threw to halt one of Therana's horrors were immediately devoured in instinctive response. The horror's circular mouth split apart and widened, allowing for its digestive system to be vomited forth in the shape of a mass of luminescent black pulsating organs suspended in a sea of thick, purple mucus like digestive acid. The barrel and gun were immediately engulfed in this embrace, and dissolved rapidly before being sucked back into the horror along with the digestive system. Therana quickly assessed her current knowledge to formulate a strategy. It was apparent that the Executioner mainly relied upon ranged weapons should rumors regarding his actions be somewhat corroborated, and his limitless ammunition on top of his endless versatility entailed significant power at both mid and long range distances. His direct capabilities in close combat were unknown, and it may have been that they were as exceptional as those Executors of the Church who could slaughter dead apostles with their bare hands and that the Executioner was merely playing towards his strengths. Regardless, Therana was confident she would be able to defeat even an Executor in close combat merely because her horrors were both faster and stronger than what even humans empowered by the Chuch could be under regular circumstances. Knowing this, Therana decided upon a melee strategy to prevent the Executioner from being able to utilize his unique abilities intermittently.

With reinforced legs, Therana quickly pushed off from her location, her left horror morphing into a massive arm of rippling muscle that easily smashed apart the aisle in her way without so much as slowing her down. The ground beneath her feet splintered into a diminutive crater as her form surged towards the Executioner at breakneck speeds.
"Asking such questions isn't polite to a lady you know, not that I would expect your type to have much tact" exclaimed Therana with a sardonic tone as her eyes focused in on the Executioner, her swiftly moving form barreling towards him. She still had to be cautious though, so it was noticeable that though her left horror was aggressively positioned in front of her as an offensive arm shaped weapon ready to pummel the Executioner into a bloody pulp, her right horror remained by Therana's side, prepared to alter its composition to become a defensive protection should things turn sour.

Fate/Rubidia: Empty Desires

Looks like I won't be able to post today.

Fate/Rubidia: Empty Desires

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Huh? It did that? I just use it because it looks nice.

@OldManWong

Well there is also that I suppose. I always thought it was for clarity purposes.

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Therana

Contrary to her prior thoughts, it seemed that Therana possessed the advantage of surprise in this scenario. She savored this feeling of control, the empowering thrill of a predator stalking its prey coursing throughout her being. It was always in these scenarios that Therana felt most alive. Her senses sharpened in instinctive response, her mind accelerated its thought processes and drained away excess thoughts to leave behind but a peerless dedication to a single goal, and her mindset underwent a paradigm shift towards one exceptionally conducive towards success in this scenario. Therana took in a deep draught of breath, inhaling in the rather stuffy and overly air conditioned air of the store that was laced with the homely smell characteristic of produce isles. A slight throbbing pain pulsated from both her shoulders where the two alien flesh masses wriggled, probing the air for a foreign presence with their current bodies morphed to possess a layer of skin riddled with hyper sensitive organisms that scoured the surrounding air for the slightest of environmental differences. These two monsters fed off of Therana's own body of course, but their usefulness and longevity far overshadowed the drain cost of maintaining them. In any case, Therana could feed them the magical energy stored in her magic crest in the case that her own body sustained too much strain.

If these organisms had been found by the Association, they would have been branded as rare treasures almost miraculous in their potency and mystery, rivaling the pricelessness of phantasmal beast specimens of renown. With the remarkable ability to morph their alien bodies at Therana's whim and alter intrinsic biological aspects of their being, the serpentine parasites served as sword, shield, and bow concurrently. The fact that their extra-dimensional constitution allowed them to produce substances native to the dimension of Horrors and almost completely unknown in this current realm also aided their lethal potency, as any toxins produced by them would nearly always be invariably fatal simply on basis of having never been encountered before and having a constitution unable to be neutralized by simple healing magic mysteries. They were monsters described of only in texts that detailed horrors representing the absolute evils of humanity - beings geared towards the most efficient slaughter of mankind possible. A certain french noble in the Hundred Years War had attained a means of accessing these beings through the usage of a marvelous mystic code, but Therana was unique in that her very being was connected to this dimension. This connection allowed her to completely subvert the complex rituals required to manifest beings from other dimensions, letting her body become a conduit or pathway from which monstrosities from this alien dimension could arrive. Of course, Therana would not be able to control these beings once they entered the current realm as she merely invited them, which is why she highly preferred to operate with select beings that she had implicit trust in or could be fully controlled through a symbiotic relationship such as with her current two parasites.

With elegant, graceful steps, Therana navigated through the aisles with inhuman speeds, her body currently being reinforced by a spell unique to the magical system of the horrors. A pattern of coal black energy streaked throughout Therana's limbs to signal this reinforcement, taking a chaotic breaking pattern that caused Therana's limbs to appear as if they were porcelain extremities shattering. She spotted the Executioner soon enough, and immediately she found dislike for him. He appeared to be an utter idiot to her, blithely ignoring his environment. Such people wasted the Earth's blessings in Therana's opinion, and she sought to end the burden upon the planet soon enough. Standing utterly still behind an aisle of groceries nestled in the Executioner's path, Therana waited until he came within seven meters of her being. As soon as the Ashen Mandrake stepped within Therana's maximum active range of ten meters, she had reinforced her two serpentine parasites. When he had tread within eight meters of her, Therana casted an otherwordly spell,
"Fm'latgh"
Immediately one of the parasitic protrusions changed its shape into a bulbous wart shaped mass of flesh that tapered off into a circular mouth inlaid with hundreds of encircling teeth. Noxious slime with the same consistency of pus spewed forth from the parasite's skin, dripping onto the ground in thick, viscous rivulets so caustic as to burn through the ground two inches. When the Executioner was within seven meters of range, the engorged parasite released its contents, ejecting a highly pressurized blast of plum purple fluid aimed at the man's torso in an attempt to completely incapacitate him and to reduce margin of error for the attack's strike area.