originally posted in:The Roleplay League
[b]His mind is currently a mixture of anger and sadness as his vision darkens[/b]
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[i]Submit your will to me..[/i]
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You are a pestilence plaguing this system...
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[i]Let your troubles melt away.[/i]
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I... I am a Kell... I will not bow... [b]He grips his head[/b]
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[i]Surrender yourself to me.[/i]
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I... I need... I need to clear my head...
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[i]Let your fears drift away.[/i]
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[b]He begins to calm down, unknowingly becoming more accepting of Oryx's influence[/b]
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[i]Yes... stay calm. Stay still. Rest. Be at peace.[/i]
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[b]He sighs becoming more relaxed[/b]
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[i]Surrender your will, and embrace peace. Let go,[/i]
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[b]he takes his hands away from his head and sits back on his knees, looking forward into the dark void before him[/b]
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[i]Good... Good..[/i]
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[b]he kneels there[/b]
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[i]You are a Kell. Every Captain, Vandal, and Dreg depends on you. Your leadership drives their hearts. You have been taken. Your house has abandoned you. You are nothing without one. Without those to Lead, why be a Leader? What's your purpose? What drives you? Your leadership is needed elsewhere. Lead your new house. There is a knife for you. It is shaped like death. Take up the knife. Breathe the blade. Take your new shape.[/i]
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Edited by Void-Kell Lizard: 11/26/2015 3:12:25 AM[b]Krelik stands up, dark essence flowing off of his new taken form[/b]
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[spoiler]You do realize that's a figure of speech right?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]oh, I actually thought it was part of the process of being taken, also I don't know how else to reply to that[/spoiler]