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destinystrings2013-03-20 09:55 am
drakenguard) wrote in destinystrings2013-03-20 09:55 am
[OPEN] Dog Wrestling
Who: Yamato and YOU
Where: Capricorn Ward - early evening
Format: Begins in prose, but I'll follow
Summary:Playing Training with Cerberus by fighting it with one's bare hands. Who's up for Demon Tangoing?
Warnings: Sharp claws and sharp teeth.
It had been a very long time since Yamato had last done this - probably not since he was in his earlier teens. Life had been too busy, his duties had taken precedence, and the Chief of JP's couldn't really risk being seen playing with his demonic familiar, after all. One had to maintain a certain image, even for the lower subordinates.
Now, however, he had no need to maintain image or even care about it. Yamato had reached rock bottom as far as his 'reputation' was concerned, and there was a bizarre sort of liberating feeling about it. He didn't have to care anymore, and after reuniting with his old time demonic familiar, Cerberus... well, if Yamato wanted to let off steam and relax by partaking in old plays, then he will!
Although, he made sure to do it in a somewhat deserted place - like the park in Hinoto-Ri. The sun was beginning to dip in the horizon, turning the sky into an indigo colour, and Yamato thought he was just out of sight from the main path. Hopefully anyway. His coat and phone was neatly set to the side, Cerberus - who nearly up to his shoulder in height - stretched and-
Well, they played. Playfighting was the best way to learn how to strengthen one's body through use of spiritual energy. The human body was weak, but it could be reinforced if one knew how to use their spiritual power in that way. Resist Physical - it was a natural ability of Yamato's by now. So there was no issue in wrestling his large, demonic familiar to the ground and initiating a round of playfighting. He trusted Cerberus not to use its claws or fangs too much.
Of course, if you're just walking through the park, as an average passerby, it would look like a man was in the middle of fighting for his life with a giant beast...
Where: Capricorn Ward - early evening
Format: Begins in prose, but I'll follow
Summary:
Warnings: Sharp claws and sharp teeth.
It had been a very long time since Yamato had last done this - probably not since he was in his earlier teens. Life had been too busy, his duties had taken precedence, and the Chief of JP's couldn't really risk being seen playing with his demonic familiar, after all. One had to maintain a certain image, even for the lower subordinates.
Now, however, he had no need to maintain image or even care about it. Yamato had reached rock bottom as far as his 'reputation' was concerned, and there was a bizarre sort of liberating feeling about it. He didn't have to care anymore, and after reuniting with his old time demonic familiar, Cerberus... well, if Yamato wanted to let off steam and relax by partaking in old plays, then he will!
Although, he made sure to do it in a somewhat deserted place - like the park in Hinoto-Ri. The sun was beginning to dip in the horizon, turning the sky into an indigo colour, and Yamato thought he was just out of sight from the main path. Hopefully anyway. His coat and phone was neatly set to the side, Cerberus - who nearly up to his shoulder in height - stretched and-
Well, they played. Playfighting was the best way to learn how to strengthen one's body through use of spiritual energy. The human body was weak, but it could be reinforced if one knew how to use their spiritual power in that way. Resist Physical - it was a natural ability of Yamato's by now. So there was no issue in wrestling his large, demonic familiar to the ground and initiating a round of playfighting. He trusted Cerberus not to use its claws or fangs too much.
Of course, if you're just walking through the park, as an average passerby, it would look like a man was in the middle of fighting for his life with a giant beast...
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This was all very fascinating though. It was almost a complete parallel to the situation in his world - although there had been in 'Vortex World', only a world being devoured by the Void. Reason... a philosophy - well, that was his and Ronaldo's main source of conflict, wasn't it? Meritocracy, or Egalitarian? Or... whatever third option Shijima spearheaded, and of course, the mysterious fourth option of simply killing God and placing Alcor on the throne instead.
"What would happen to that world in that case?" Yamato asked thoughtfully. "This is similar to putting forth an ideal to the Administrator. Humans cannot use the Akashic Records to restore the world to its glory, and I'm supposing you cannot use it as well - if that is the process of remaking your world, of course," he suddenly chuckled, "this is assuming that your world functions similar to mine. Considering how...uncannily similar your situation was to mine in my world..."
He was quiet for a moment.
"Polaris and God sound uncomfortably similar to one another. Are they the same being? God could, hypothetically, exist in multiple incarnations in multiple universes..."
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She takes a moment to think about his other question. "I don't know about the Akashic Records, to be honest. And I'm not sure what will happen to the world if I succeed. I assume the world will not be remade and humanity will not be reborn. But, I think it's not so bad. It's better than life as mindless slaves of God, sentenced to never meet one another or to fight to the death over who is more powerful. And I can't ignore to potential of the Manikins."
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"You'd allow mankind to be extinct?" he asked slowly, his frown growing a bit more pronounced. It was true, Yamato disliked - or outright hated - about 99% of the human race, but that didn't mean he wanted the entirety of them extinct. His dreams and ambitions had been in humanity's best interests after all. He wanted humanity to soar to newer, brilliant heights - perhaps even storm into Heaven and wrench God off his throne by their own hands, if need be.
Human potential was an amazing thing. To abandon it...
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"Humanity is already extinct. There are only two humans left, and they've both become monsters.
"One of them is me. The other was my best friend."