The World Gone Mad?

Ooc: sorry peoples I.was gone :(

"Was it you ugly ass mother f*ker?." Jet points at ace "So wasit?"

The rest of the world was eerily silent, save for the soft echo of humming. A song, sweet and menacing, carried over the shadow of the broken world, "A tisket, a tasket, killed you with a hatchet..." a soft giggle followed as Beyril emerged from the shadows. Her formerly flame-lit hair was now more the crimson of blood. She moved like a marionette, suspended by strings and carried by an invisible hand. "Drug your corpse to market square..." she sang, a smile pulling at her lips like fish hooks, "And burned you in your casket."

Sylas's ears twitched, and his hand turned back to normal. He smiled softly, humming the tune. "I know that voice...I know that song...I know this feeling."

Nebun did not know this girl, though she appeared to be just another citizen of his city. Most of them had gone mad....

"Ok then don't answer but at least tell me where to find ASURA!" Jet punches a hole through a wall next to him

Beyril half-skipped, half was pulled along the rooftops, smiling and singing, "A tisket, a tasket, buried you with maggots..." she began again, the same eerie tune, looking for her lost partner, "Put a stone over your head, scream like everybody's dead..."

Sylas turned, racing towards the song. "A tisket, a tasket, I killed and chopped and hacked it. Sliced you up upon your bed, carried your bloody broken head." He caught sight of her and ran faster. "Beyril! Over here!"

Beyril turned her head like a globe on it's axis, smiling at him, "There you are, my lost love. Why have you hidden from me in this paradise?"

Niche: I whimper and huddle further into my corner as the eerie song reaches my ears. It seemed vaguely familiar, as if from a previous life.

He climbed his way up, running up to her, picking her up in a hug. "Ah, I thought you'd left this perfect world. Left me behind, all alone."

She wrapped her arms around him, embracing him. She was lighter now, her skin almost stretched over her bones with nothing else inside her to spare. She felt fragile, and light. "I couldn't leave you." she giggled, tilting his head up to hers, meeting his lips with a soft kiss, "We were to be the Adam and Eve in Asura's paradise. But first, we must cleanse this world of all those who do not here his glorious song."

He nods, starting to glow softly. "Are you ready, love? It's been a while, and you seem frail."

She smiled, "I have not had my Sylas to protect me." she spoke meekly, almost afraid to admit that she was powerless on her own.

He smiles, disappearing and reappearing in his weapon form, settling into her grip. "I'm here again. We're together again. Come, let us do what we will..."

Beyril felt stronger with him in her arms. There was a whole city before her to conquer. They could start this place anew. Under Asura's reign. "Let's clean up this mess." she grinned wickedly.

OOC: I bet they go for other weapons and Meisters


Jet got fed up and walks outside bored picked up his guitiar and plays hells bells by acdc

Sylas shivered in her grip and a change ran down his form. The silver blade became blood red, the silver of the handle and counterweights became a burnished black. "Together..."

Beyril grinned, "You know who would be delightful to watch bleed?" she smiled, "Asuka."

Sylas seemed to shiver in her grip. "Can we go near her?"

Beyril grinned, "She would welcome us with open arms. I have seen her. The sad woman has tried to kill herself time and time again. She will take down her walls for us."

Sylas appeared in the reflection of his blade, shaking his head, smirking a bit. "This'll be fun. So much fun. Can we make it last, please?"

OOC: She can turn it off. That's what she meant.

OOC: Ahhhhh. Want me to edit?

OOC: Yes?