RP The Demon Syndicate RP

Daemin fidgeted, playing with the magma string which seemed to act exactly like a normal string, just more stretchy and flexible.

 

Omin noticed her fiddeling with the Colar, and said, "Do you have any significant magic?"

 

"Magic? I used to have.. Some sort of it, but.."She drifted away, a sad look in her eyes,"I don't recall very well, I was a little younger."

 

Omin coughed, and replied, "What elements?"

 

"I'm not very sure, but I was told they were fire and water."Daemin simply replied.

 

"Wow, you look great!" Lilly happily replied as she looked to Acrale.
"Looks like the potion worked well!"

 

Acrale stretched a bit. " Will need some getting used to. Your turn to get changed though. "

 

Lilly nodded, saying "Yep!" as she headed into the room, carrying the small outfit in and closing the door, preparing a shapeshifting spell once she was in.

 

Acrale waited outside. She stretched a bit and was also trying to get used to the feeling of warmth.

 

As Lilly cast the shapeshifting spell, a small glint of light emanated under the door.
After the shapeshift, Lilly then changed from her labcoat and succubus bikini into the outfit she had brought in.
A few moments later, Lilly walked out in a light, her body now covered in fine grey scales, shimmering with slight iridescence in the light, and her ears having taken on a fin-like appearance, hair a lighter shade of pink as well.

 

Unbeknownst to the group, Crazyon had been following them as a cloud of dust, sticking close to the ground.
Finally deciding upon an action, he reformed in the midst of the group

 

Johnathan flinched, firing a supressed shot, and said, "Hey, Crazyfuck, Screw off!"

 

Crazyon looked at him briefly.
"Your mannerisms would not do well within the castle, and Omin is a fellow resident..."
"I'm afraid that you brought this upon yourselves."
With that said, a series a black spikes began to form around Crazyon, this went on until there was a black dome surrounding Crazyon, all of spikes.
They then all suddenly shot outward.

 

Jonathan shouted, "Take fucking cover!" But was a late order, and they were pelted with the spikes, Carson ((Light Assault)) was mortally damaged, now bleeding out magma. The rest of the squad then opened fire around Crazyon, their armor either punctured, or dented by the spikes.

 

Quickly dissolving into a cloud of decay, he flew at one soldier, attached to their head, and when he flew off again the head was missing.
He then reformed above another one, and shoved a strange potion down their throat.
After those two, he continued to assault the others with rotting magic.

 

Nicholas, the decapitated heavy, and Sevra, the one with the potion force fed to her, were lying side by side, the potion in Servra making her body bloat quickly. Making her unable to move at all. Meanwhile Jonathan was firing silver bullets at Crazyon's Cloud while the other two were still trying to hold out agianst Crazyon's attacking, Chaingunning, and Assault Rifling at whatever mist there was in a complete blatant panic.

 

As his body distorted as he attacked him, he began to laugh maniacally.
Two large arms exploded from the cloud and grabbed the two who were still attacking, the arms were nothing but black masses of decay, so as they held the two, they began to rot while still alive.
Still laughing Crazyon clenched the hands of the arms he had created.

 

Jonathan was in disbelief. What kind of fucking thing is he!? He thought to himself, then panicked, and started running back into the forests to the trucks.

Meanwhile Serva was still bloating, Groaning heavily she laid there, her 16 year old complexion bloating rounder.

 

Tar smiled a bit,"I can see that...rather plainly..."

 

Seeing as the last one was fleeing, Crazyon calmed himself and returned back to normal.
He then grabbed the foot of Sevra, and began dragging her back into the castle.
He began humming.