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Siegfried Schtauffen [userpic]
by Siegfried Schtauffen (nightmareless)
at September 18th, 2005 (09:00 pm)

Who: Nightmare & Whoever wants to greet him!
When: This is Siegfried's entrance back into the town after retrieving Soul Edge.
Where: Er, where ever he can stumble into. I'm thinking in Mayra.
Summary: Just starting!
Warnings: Nightmare wants... pretty much anyone in the area for some good old souls.

Thump, thump, thump.

It was with great heaves that Siegfried's boot were lifted, then pounded forward on the ground. He was in the city now. The need would be fufilled soon. He just needed to find some willing, or better yet, unwilling, donors.

The blonde's face seemed to be plastered with a permenant smirk as he slowly turned his head from side to side. He could feel the pulsing in his arm. It was only a matter of time before it changed to a better suting... limb.

Souls? Where were they? Gripped tightly in his hand was the treasure he had gone hunting for. Changed into its Zewihander shape, as it so seemed to be these days, the huge blade of the sword dragged across the cement as he trudged on, causing a horrible scraping sound. He was getting weak.


Posted by: Siegfried Schtauffen (nightmareless)
Posted at: September 30th, 2006 01:41 am (UTC)

The body of Siegfried seemed to cease all movement. Frozen, his breathing restrained, he looked about the area, until he found that which he sought -- off in the distance, a middle-aged man crouched, his head in his hands.

He would do... he would do...

Springing immediately into action again, the armored body shot forward at a greater speed than he had shown yet. The promise of nourishment made him quicker. Scooping down with his arm that pulsed and ached with promise, he grabbed hold of the man. Lifting his quivering prey high above him, a sinsiter grin appeared on the blonde's face.

His grip tightened. Squeezing the man's surprisingly meaty neck. He choked and tried to pry Siegfried's on hand from blocking his air intake, feeling weaker all the while. As peach flesh turned to red, then a pale white to blue, his smile intensified. "HAHAHA!!" his joy couldn't go unnoticed now.

As though the previous force he had demonstrated were nothing, the possessed man tightened his grip on the neck before him, until he heard that delightful snap, as the man's body stopped it's protests.

One death. One soul. More power.

"MORE, NEED MORE SOULS!!" he yelled, casting the lifeless form away and into the streets.

He began another rampage then. Moving away from the crowd of want to be heroes that had gathered around him. He ran, his energy rising from the single life he had ingested. But that was hardly enough. More people up ahead! Haha! With his arms flailing, the blonde knocked down the first person in his path.

The woman's form struggled underneath his onslaught of punches, and ever so slowly, turning the pavement beside them red.

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