[Daqiang was, of course, not the only one on outer edges of Norhpip attempting to cull the seagul population. But he was one of the only one's lazily shooting bolts of (blue) fire into the air at them. Clearly not putting effort into hitting them and more into simply scaring them.
He was, also, being readily encouraged to terrorize the seagulls in this manner by a crowd of crabs at his feet cheering every time a seagull had to bank hard to avoid being roasted alive.]
[Well, that's one way to catch attention - the whole blue bolt thing, that is. The King studies from afar for a short while before approaching, easily sighting the source. Unsurprisingly ringed by admirers, crab they may be, but nonetheless...]
...is that the power of the tattoos, or some other magic?
[Technically, it could be considered a little of both. His power had been sealed upon coming to this world and the tattoo was all that had been capable of weakening the seal. Though, in this instance...]
It is not magic. It is Hellfire.
[He answered, voice even and a touch bored. Nearly empty of emotion.
Daqiang made note of the man's spiritual presence. It reeked of something similar to the Evil Spirit he'd encountered in the Three Realms. Dangerous. And interesting. In that it didn't seem to be driving the man insane or turning him into a monster.]
You are new to this world?
[A curious tilt to his head, but still no emotion in his voice. Or in his expression.]
[Daqiang dropped his arm, turning to face the other man and the seagulls took it as free reign to try and dive bomb the crowd of crabs at his feet.
His eyes flashed blue and the seagulls were met, instead, with dome shield of that same blue fire surrounding Daqiang, the crabs, and even Ganondorf, with a dozen feet to spare between them and it's edges. The crabs, of course, cheered wildly as multiple seagulls ended up immolating themselves into so many piles of ash while others squawked in panic as they barely turned themselves in time not to get fried.]
What kind of target?
[Daqiang held himself rather like someone used to having power and being obeyed. Because he did and was. But he was also clearly interested in Ganondorf's interest, despite the lack of emotion and continued bored tone.]
Ganondorf doesn't even flinch, instead looking at the dome with an arched brow. Indeed, after a moment, he half-raises a hand as if to touch- then, apparently, decides to go with his other impulse.
A deft flick of his wrist, and a glob of...something is thrown to the ground between them. Black and red, the mass seems to struggle to create a form, much less hold it, a singular eye managing to comprise itself to blink up at Daqiang as if expecting something from him.]
That kind.
[It looks disgusting. And even Ganondorf seems dissatisfied with the result- but it will serve.]
[ For the past month, Zelda has been trapped in some kind of weird sleep coma / crystal bubble stasis sort of thing. The one-month cap in her memory is bad enough, but somehow, that's not the worst thing she's experiencing right now.
No, that honor goes to the blood red moon hanging in the sky.
The moment she sees it, she knows exactly what's going on. And she's not having any of it. ]
I do not know how you created it here, but get rid of it right now.
Just saying, you almost had me thinking you were a serious threat. But if all you got after that big battle months ago is a buncha pussy cats at your beck and call, I'm a little let down that's all you got left in ya.
[Somewhere on the other side of the leviathan those with brain cells are having aneurysms.]
Special Quest: Crab Curry!
He was, also, being readily encouraged to terrorize the seagulls in this manner by a crowd of crabs at his feet cheering every time a seagull had to bank hard to avoid being roasted alive.]
Sorry for delay!
...is that the power of the tattoos, or some other magic?
[hi how ya doin']
No worries!
It is not magic. It is Hellfire.
[He answered, voice even and a touch bored. Nearly empty of emotion.
Daqiang made note of the man's spiritual presence. It reeked of something similar to the Evil Spirit he'd encountered in the Three Realms. Dangerous. And interesting. In that it didn't seem to be driving the man insane or turning him into a monster.]
You are new to this world?
[A curious tilt to his head, but still no emotion in his voice. Or in his expression.]
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I am.
[He shows no sign of intimidation, and even his curiosity seems less...whimsical as purposeful. There is something that has his attention.
He will know if it is useful to him or not.]
Hellfire, you say. [There is the slightest, nigh imperceptible tug of his lips.] Will you humor me a moment and demonstrate it against a target?
[The implication being that he will somehow provide one.]
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His eyes flashed blue and the seagulls were met, instead, with dome shield of that same blue fire surrounding Daqiang, the crabs, and even Ganondorf, with a dozen feet to spare between them and it's edges. The crabs, of course, cheered wildly as multiple seagulls ended up immolating themselves into so many piles of ash while others squawked in panic as they barely turned themselves in time not to get fried.]
What kind of target?
[Daqiang held himself rather like someone used to having power and being obeyed. Because he did and was. But he was also clearly interested in Ganondorf's interest, despite the lack of emotion and continued bored tone.]
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Ganondorf doesn't even flinch, instead looking at the dome with an arched brow. Indeed, after a moment, he half-raises a hand as if to touch- then, apparently, decides to go with his other impulse.
A deft flick of his wrist, and a glob of...something is thrown to the ground between them. Black and red, the mass seems to struggle to create a form, much less hold it, a singular eye managing to comprise itself to blink up at Daqiang as if expecting something from him.]
That kind.
[It looks disgusting. And even Ganondorf seems dissatisfied with the result- but it will serve.]
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Got a moment, Captain? Have some of the information you wanted me to look into.
[Found a lot more than expected-]
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Go on.
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[Which was of course obvious to an extent.
Reaper did walk into the room, shadows idly curling after every step; trailing along with him.]
That blue hair of his marks him as something not completely human- but he was born of humans.
[Wording it carefully, perhaps. Ganondorf was no fool; man would put together what Reaper was laying out for him.]
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There was a power to him that reminded me of my own. Something inherently Dark.
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[That was what had been wanted when Ganondorf had asked him to looking into Darin after all. To see just what was possibly there.
His head tipped a little-]
Reason he was able to do as he did.
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He is aware of this power.
Did he mention why he does not use it?
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No, that honor goes to the blood red moon hanging in the sky.
The moment she sees it, she knows exactly what's going on. And she's not having any of it. ]
I do not know how you created it here, but get rid of it right now.
[ Hello to you too, dearly beloathed. ]
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Even assuming I were inclined to accept such an order, it would not be from you.
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How did you do it? These tattoos are not strong enough to grant you the power to conjure a Blood Moon.
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Perhaps not by themselves.
[He's just gonna play with her a while longer.]
Humor me, Princess, and I will do the same for you. These tattoos are linked to the elements; to what does yours align?
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Christmas Gift
You are quite the intimidating individual indeed! Well, no matter! I still hope that you enjoy the gift!
Happy Holidays,
Santa Claus
[Ganon is given a nice, wool scarf! Santa would give him a shirt, but alas, Santa doesn't have any his size. Sad.
Instead, Ganon will also be given a box of various, delectable chocolates and a toy choo-choo!]
un;catsgothistongue (dated after phantom cat fiasco)
[That's all he sent, without any warning.]
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[CAN YOU TASTE THE SARCASM, RAMNA.
CAN YOU.]
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Please, my old man unleashed worse hordes of cats on me. Was that all you got?
[No, he didn't learn to quit while he's ahead. Because Ranma Saotome isn't a quitter!]
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Just saying, you almost had me thinking you were a serious threat. But if all you got after that big battle months ago is a buncha pussy cats at your beck and call, I'm a little let down that's all you got left in ya.
[Somewhere on the other side of the leviathan those with brain cells are having aneurysms.]
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I've been underestimated before.
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