3a3654 No.2167
Ever since your birth brought you kicking and screaming into this miserable world, you have felt that you are… different. People fear you, animals loathe you, and chaos seems to emanate from your very core. Misfortune has befallen your enemies your entire life, and only your family seems to be safe from any degree of the bad luck you bring with you.
Now, it is your eigth birthday. You sit watching the rain dribble down the window, whilst your mother drones on incessantly in the background about her workmates. Your father sits in his armchair, feet upon his footstool, reading the newspapers for today. You've never liked your father. He distrusts you, and you feel that he sees you in the same way you do.
Your parents, whilst they appear to love you, have forgotten it is your birthday.
As you are sat on a stool next to the window, the room is behind you. Inside are your father, your mother, your cat Fluffy, and the hearth, with a quietly crackling fire inside.
What do you do?
3a3654 No.2169
I forgot how slow this board is.
Well, no matter. I'm here for a short while longer on the off chance anyone wants to participate.
3a3654 No.2170
>>2169Forgot my trip.
Not… that anyone cares mind you, but ah well
41c839 No.2171
>>2167Play with Fluffy for a little bit.
3a3654 No.2172
>>2171You climb off your stool and turn around to move to Fluffy. Your father looks up at you for a split second, before looking down once more.
You move over to the sleeping cat, which opens its eyes and remains still. You pick up a nearby yarn toy, and drag it around the floor. The cat does not move a single inch. You get frustrated at the cat, and the fire heats up slightly.
What do you do?
3a3654 No.2174
Well, this has been a very slow start. I'm going to head off now, but on the off-chance that anyone is interested in following this up, I've started a twitter.
@TLATOLucius will get you to me. I will be back tomorrow.
Thanks to the one person who participated.
No, seriously. That's more than I thought I'd get.
Have a good night folks.
af1a80 No.2176
>>2172Go sit uncomfortably close to your mom.
0f6f94 No.2178
>>2176Stare pointedly at father while you do this.
0a59d0 No.2189
>>2172>Play with your toys f50188 No.2209
>>2176>>2178Let's do this
efe46c No.2214
3a3654 No.2223
Aaand we're back. Nice and early today.
>>2176>>2178After staring intently at your cat for a few more seconds, you decide to move over to the sofa, next to your mother. She talks to your father about her work, and she seems to not rest for breath. The woman is annoying, but she is your mother and you feel a twisted sense of duty towards her.
You perch yourself upon the sofa next to your mother, in a decidedly uncomfortable distance from her. She does not seem to notice, and this frustrates you slightly. You begin to glare at your father, whose eyes drift towards your gaze. You feel his essence peeling away at the inside of him, and he begins to slip away from the world.
[POWER DISCOVERED: SOUL REND. When meeting the gaze of someone you dislike, you can very slowly take away their life essence.]
Your mother does not notice, but Fluffy feels the demonic energy in the room, and quickly spring to his feet and runs out.
What do you do?
efe46c No.2224
>>2223THE CAT KNOWS
we must make a pact with him, else he'll ruin everything
3a3654 No.2226
>>2224You quickly break the eye contact with your father, who slumps down into his chair slightly, puffing and panting a little. You spring to your feet and run out your room. On the way out, however, you hear your father say "What… happened?"
It appears the victim has no memory of a Soul Rend. This could prove useful.
You take sight of a white fluffy tail rounding a corner down the corridor, and continue to chase the animal. Eventually you corner the cat, which backs up into against the wall, absolutely terrified of you. In an attempt to make a pact with the cat, you crouch down and grip its head. The attempt does not succeed, as you do not know how to create a pact, and you have no binding powers to enforce the pact. The cat screeches and begins to wiggle and scratch at your hand in an attempt to get you off.
What do you do?
efe46c No.2227
>>2226hmm…
let's leave the cat alone for now, nothing good could come from pissing him off even more…
mhmm, maybe we could try getting our mother's attention…
3a3654 No.2228
>>2227You release the cat from your fierce grasp, and it takes off down the hallway, screeching and hissing as it does so. You do not think it will return to the house tonight.
You trudge back to the sitting room to talk to your mother, but when you get there, your father is pale and clammy, and is talking to your mother about a sudden illness he feels. Your mother gazes concernedly at him, nodding sympathetically. You attempt to speak up to your mother, and she simply waves you away, attempting to focus on your father.
What do you do?
efe46c No.2230
>>2228just sit in front of the fireplace and "play" with the fire
like, just watch the flames and try to move them from a distance with our hands
i know we all did this 3a3654 No.2231
>>2230With your parents distracted and the cat gone from in front of the fire, you decide to test something out. You felt the fire heat up before when you got frustrated at the cat. Perhaps you can manipulate it somehow?
You sit cross-legged in front of the fire, and gaze intently into it. You lift your hands and move them slowly and artfully, attempting to somehow manipulate the fire into doing your bidding.
After a few minutes, nothing has happened and you decide to give up. Maybe you don't have that power just yet.
What do you do?
efe46c No.2232
>>2231let's get something to eat
to the fridge!
3a3654 No.2233
>>2232You get bored of sitting in front of the fire, and stand up. Feeling slightly peckish, you head over to the kitchen, where the cook is preparing tonights beef stew. He is currently sitrring a pot of boiling water and beef. He is not very good.
You open the fridge and begin rummaging around in the fridge.
The most notable things inside the fridge are a carton of orange juice and a paper bag with a single brownie inside that you bought for yourself.
efe46c No.2235
>>2233nom the brownie
ask the cook if he needs help or something, that could be fun
3a3654 No.2236
>>2235You open up the paper bag to access the delicious chocolate treat inside, but it appears to be empty. Someone has stolen your brownie. Disheartened and somewhat angry, you turn towards the cook to ask him if he needs any help.
He tells you that he does not need any help, but it is nice of you to ask.
But what's this? When the man speaks, upon his breath you smell… chocolate. A brownie. He is the thief. What do you do?
efe46c No.2237
well, let's ask him
"did you eat MY cookie?" while soul rending him a little
3a3654 No.2238
>>2237You frown slightly and ask the man "Did you eat my brownie?"
The cook turns towards you to reply, and meets your gaze. His expression slowly drops, and his eyes begin rolling into the back of his head. He drops to the floor without any method of supporting his strengthless body, and hits his head off the countertop as he goes down. A pool of blood spills out the back of the mans skull.
Oh dear. You may have killed the man. Still, though… you feel inclined to taste the blood seeping out the back of his head. It just… feels right.
What do you do?
efe46c No.2239
>>2238i guess we can consider this a toast, cheers
but let's try not to make too much of a mess
3a3654 No.2240
>>2239You bend down to the mans bloody corpse, and dip two fingers into the lifeblood seeping out. You taste the blood hesitantly. The iron gives it a metallic, overbearingly rusty taste. That is not the issue, however - in the back of your head, you feel a sharp stinging, as if something deep within you has been set off. A chain has broken that can never be fixed again, a series of events that will tumultuously build up and crash upon the world like the fury of hell itself.
And then you hear the voice. Not from within you, and not physically a voice - but you hear it.
"You have finally taken your first life, my son - my Lucius. You have surely felt it - the spark within you. The lust for blood. Go as Samson does, and take your thousand that you might claim your place upon the throne of hell beside me."
The voice recedes, along with the pain. You open your eyes, which you must have reflexively shut due to the pain, and upon the ground lies a knife shaped like a jaw bone. It appears you should do the killings with this? You could do the killings, but you have lived thus far in the comfort of your home. You could simply stay on the earth forever.
What do you do?
efe46c No.2241
>>2240mhmm… let's lay low for now… maybe we can finish off our father during the night…
anyway, take the knife and hide it in our pants or something
3a3654 No.2242
>>2241You take up the knife in your hands, and decide not to accidentally cut your member off, so you carefully place it in your pocket. Father will know why he never trusted you before the day is over.
I think that'll do it for today. Been going for a couple of hours, and that's good enough. Once again, that twitter is @TLATOLucius if you want updates. No bullshit about it, simply updates and progress. Thank you to the few people who participated. I will be back at some point.
0f6f94 No.2267
Commit seppeku with knife.
>Father and mom's depressed shame will last longer than their short terror before the nothingness.
>Hopefully cat will eat body.
>Immediately start hanging out with satan
0a59d0 No.2290