OOC: okay, iv'e been working on this post for ages, and just finished rewriting it to get orochi right. If anything is still out, kit, use the usual channels of the OOC thread or the PM feature to tell me, and i'll fix. /OOC
Madadric rises from the trashed remains of the bench, and looks around. The kid is gone.
Mad stares at the smashed, broken city for a few seconds, as his rage and Dischord both pound not only throgh his mind, but his entire body, and leak out into the air around him. Small creatures come into existence, evolve at a exponential rate, and die, all in a matter of milliseconds, the wheel of life kicked into overdrive thanks to the added element of Chaos.
Some mistake Chaos for an entropic force...they couldn't be more wrong. Chaos is not solely entropic or creative in it's nature, it is just wild, uncontrollable change...from life to death, from nothing to something, to life...it is all change, a part of Chaos. It is through the structure of Order that these forces become the building blocks of the universe.
But this is not relevant to Mad's mindset right now. or, at least, not any more relevant than it ever is. the Chaosbard glowers at the city that swallowed Kitsune as he ponders The boys words...words that had not sounded like the young kid mad was intent on killing.
"Dragosagi was an acquaintance of mine."p
Dragosagi...the CEO of the company that had financed the institute we were in. But Kit would never have met him...
mad dismisses the words as irelevant, and picks up Dischord, and strides into the broken city.
Mad scowls down the empty street, seeing no signs of movement, and his fury bursts out in words, carried by his power.
"Kitsune!"
"I don't have time for this! SHE doesn't have time for this!"
Madadric turns, screaming at the delapitated, empty cityscape.
"Fold's got her, she's dying! One of my own runes are killing her! Look at your chest!"
Mad glares at the silent city in frustration for a few more seconds before his patience finally runs out, and he lets out a low, animal growl.
Without another word, the naked man crouches low, his limbs already evolving to be more like whip-like and acrobatic. As his growl reaches a deep twisted harmony with the guitar's savage sond, the man leaps at a building wall, then bounds across the street, higher up another building, then again, until he is perched in one of the higher floors, standing amongst the broken glass of the shattered window he'd jumped through.
Mad looks out at the city, half fallen buildings, abandoned cars, trash and rubble everywhere, but everything still, apart from the wind. his eyes adapt, and his vision becomes longer, his sight sharper, more attuned to movement as he scans the city.
And then he sees it, clambering over rocks like some mundane who doesn't know exactly what he's doing.
Adric The Mad's lips peel back from his white teeth and pink gums, revealing a monsterous freal grin, a predator's grin, and he snarls one word as he leaps from the office window at a lower building top.
"Prey!"
Within minutes the animal has leapt his way to where he who was called the beast is, running as stealthily as possible along the shattered streets.
The Red-haired Avatar of Chaos drops silently down, plummeting directly for Kitsune, only desire for blood left in his mind as all else is pushed to the very limits of thought by the overwhelming song of Dischord, which mad's automatic random psyche keeps from leaking out and giving away his position.
Nevertheless, at the last moment, the boy senses something, and leaps out of the way, barely, as the power of the strike tears up the bitumen and concrete like it was a paper napkin.
Bits of concrete and bluestone and tar fly over kitsune's rolling body as Orochi comes to his feet, glaring at adric, rising from the small, smokey crater created by the blast.
His head is buzzing from a strange song that doesn't make any sense, distractinng his calculating, precise mind from it's crystaline thought patterns.
"You aren't...what the reports said. youv'e changed somewhat - Adric The Mad." The smoke clears from the crater, and the now lean, deadly man stands there, naked but not vulnerable, his grin replaces with a determined scowl. Dischord sings in time with his errattic breathing, his off-beat heartbeat. "Dragosagi was a fool to want to throw you aside. you could have been more dangerous than Lariat, if not more powerful."
The determination turns to curiosity, and the Mad-creature cocks his head, and speaks, or sings, or strums like an electric guitar, or growls. All the sounds blend to make one sound that defies the ears to fully make sense of it, or to stop listening. "Your mids smells...different. You know things Kit would never have been interested in. You are another."
Orochi makes a face that could be a grimace or a grin, the look unnatural on kitsune. "Very astute, creature. I am not Kitsune, i am his Father, and his master. And soon, i am all there will be."
Mad laughs a laugh full of bitter humor, and mixed with Dischord, the sound makes orochi wince with discomfort at the things it does to his thoughts.
"Man, i know crazy when i see it, and whether you're real or just a sympom of kit's mind breaking, you're it. And not even original crazy at that. let me tell you, stranger, whomever the fuck you think you are in there, Fold did the whole 'taking over their body' thing first. and he did it a lot better than you. You are no adversary. your'e a hack."
Madadric's laugh grows louder and more maniacal, rising in pitch and vigor, until it feels like the mockery is echoing around the entire city.
irritated, Orochi extents his hand and sends another blast at Madadric, by the guitar flicks up, blocks it, and smashes the blast into a boulding across the street, leaving a man-sized hole.
Mad lowers his head and grins at the man in a boy's body before him. "I AM change. the same trick don't work twice, Figment."
"Now fuck off. i'm not going to fight some half-baked persona that kid is using to hide from his problems. You fighting me is like a pissant fighting a nuclear warhead. You just aren't worth my time, Figment, and you certainly don't have the right to fight for the kid's right to see HIS lover again."
Orochi scoffs at the ChaosBard's words, giving away nothing of what he is feeling, even as Dischord begins working on him like a drug...losening tight holds and controls that Orochi prides himself on maintaining. A part of the man recognizes what is going on, but can do nothing to force the song out.
"And i should take the words of a raving madman as gospel? please, give me some credit."
"That YOU survived is a fluke, or perhaps you were saved by this new power you seem to have aquired. but the others must be dead."
Madadric's manner calms suddenly and he speaks to kit, disregarding the personality before him entirely. "She's alive, kit. they all are, or were...Fold showed me mirrors, portals. Everyone made it, including your love, and including mine."
Orochi shakes his head bemusedly. "Ravings" Dischord sinks deeper into him, finding wells of emotion that he had denied for so long.
"yours was descending a clif when i saw her, in no particular peril. Mine...luci...i saw a glimpse, and heard more. She's being tortured. By that."
Mad points at the rune on kitsune's body's chest, a red angry swirl of twisting symbols emblazoned onto the skin. "enough" Orochi growls with less conviction that he could have had. "you fear me. you fear my intellect, you know i can out think a simpleton like you, and you'd prefer to face that FAILURE of a child. So you try to stir him!" Orochi tries to calm his rising temper, think clearly, but the terrible, seductive song of Doschord seeping into his thoughts makes it harder and harder.
Mad just grins his familiar good natured grin. "not at all. just that fair's fair."
Madadric dodges as Orochi makes a lunge at him, white power flaring from his fists and striking at where the chaos bard had been.
"why else would i delay, extend her suffering? because i LIKED talking to a sweaty pig like you? I refuse to fight the Figment of a cowering little child, Kitsune." Mad is knocked back by a blast of white unreality as Orochi turns and lashes out with white force.
Instantly, orochi ports atop of mad, smashing Dischord from his grip, and thundering him to the ground. The sweating body of kitsune continues to pound at madadric's grinning, laughing, MOCKING face, as he screams with rage the man thought he'd had safely locked away in tight controls. Rage that the constant pecking of Dishord at Orochi's logical mind had let loose. Memories flood back to the scientist/slavemaster suddenly, and of their own accord. All the faliures in the begginning, the shame and frustration from that time. The fury when he had discovered Dragosagi's research, and how much closer he was.
Contempt for his useless colleages that could not see his vision. And then, his blinding shameful loss of control when he had finally succeeded, had the fruits of his life's work reached, and then had it stolen from him.
A great long series of all the failures and setbacks he had endured play before his eyes, summoned by the great thundering tide of emotion Dischord had unleashed, and orochi finally loses the one thing he had always prided himself on. Control.
"Then you will die! That FALIURE is too pathetic and WEAK to fight for anything, even his own existance. He will die right here, next to you! Only I will survive!"
The man in a boy's body grips mad's throat, but sees only the face of a young teen, his creation, his son, his FALIRE. "DIE, you miserable creature! I will not suffer your failure any longer!"
And while Mad's strained vocal chords cannot speak, the nearby guitar can, and it whispers into the man's mind Madaric's words.
"you will be nothing but a wailing voice in the darkness. Like all the rest."
and directly to kit, Dischord whispers another message.
"I am fighting to see Luci again. Shouldn't you be fighting to see miao? isn't it your right? isn't it what YOU want?"
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