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The Butcher

[code]... and all that could be heard was the maddening sound as the butcher sharpened his blades for the next victim only to cackle madly into the dark, 'Play time...'[/code]

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Nyxeth

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One cannot begin to imagine the horror that infuses this being known merely as the Butcher, stuck in a perpetual quasi-death by its own biological make up, the Butcher is actually a series of parasitic organisms which attach and make use of other life forms for nutrition and survival. Capable of indefinite and infinite life spans, these organisms support the existence of their host by infusing it with radical and rapid mutations, heightening the host bodies senses and physical capabilities. Due to the nature of these organisms, they often carry effects and properties from one host body to another, once rooted in a host body, that body can no longer be classified as any race but that of a 'shell', reports exist of humans mutating rapidly into something spawned from Hell, non-terrestrial races also suffer this fate.

Little can be said for the origins of these organisms, except that they cannot be found on any known planet within the explored galactic space, any attempts to capture a specimen has also failed as they rapidly decompose outside of the environment they create within the host body, likewise captured hosts have rapidly broken down, as if the organism refuses to allow itself to be caged.

The will of the Organism in question is that of survival, unlike the species of the host body, the required need for oxygen, or any other gaseous intake is removed from the host, along with most of the hosts other biological requirements such as sleep, nutrition, however the body still continues to consume matter to feed the organism itself. The organism has a tendency to prey upon the species to which its host body belongs to, in a form of pseudo-cannibalism.

It has also been shown on several occasions that the intelligence of the Organism increases with each successful seizure of a host, as the organism seems capable of absorbing the host bodies mind completely, any knowledge or otherwise transfers to the organism. Similarly as was touched upon earlier, the power of the organism grows as with each host, considering this if an organism were to live long enough it could feasibly become a threat on a galactic scale.

So begins...

The Butcher's Story

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The Butcher | A strong stench of rotting flesh blows down wind as the very earth creaks and shakes in suffering. For meters around the forest clearing the grass blackens and the trees splinter in protest to the horrid nature of what is to come. Animals scamper silently in horror as the walking death that is the Butcher crushes his way through obstructing plant growth. His maw opens wide as he bellows, rancid spittle flying and where it lands - things die - "I see fresh meat has wandered close to home!"

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Character Portrait: The Butcher The Butcher says,
 ((We're having a battle here, move on if your not part of it.))

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Character Portrait: The Butcher The Butcher says,
 ((Just want to clarify Con, your stated attack is at me, right?))

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Character Portrait: The Butcher The Butcher says,
 ((Aha.))

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The Butcher laughed raucously at the 'puny flash of light', whilst his vision was obscured by his retina's being burned by the harsh show, his other senses were perfectly intact. Raising his head, he sniffs at the air eagerly as he speaks, drool ebbing over his masticated lips. "Who here is afraid... I smell fear, such a delicious scent.", at that he viscously and without warning lunged across the clearing - rapidly for his stature. - arm raised as he swings downwards at Aiedai, his butcher's cleaver splitting the air and on contact the sheer force would split the victim in two. The attack whilst wide was swift and strong and the Butcher seemed to throw up little regard for defending himself as he committed to the blow.

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Character Portrait: The Butcher The Butcher says,
 (Oh yeah, fire is bad by the way Rion.)

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The Butcher simply grunted as he limbered, dragging his cleaver from the dirt before a sudden and powerful blow struck his side, his deathly corpse strung armour did little to deflect the magic and his layers of rotting flesh did little either, despite this he was not cleaved in two but more ruptured and ripped across the mid way. The physical shell seemed to display little reaction to this, as if the sense of feeling had all been lost. Despite this a horrid insect like shriek emitted from the razor teeth lined hole in his stomach as noxious and volatile gas ran in rivulets from his form, filling the entire glade in a deadly and sickly fog. As the gas seeped further, Eon's bright fire flashed like fireworks, igniting the gas filled clearing in what could only be dubbed as 'boom'. The explosion caused tore at the Butcher, being at the centre of it, much of the physical shell was destroyed and the resilient parasite that was housed was unscathed and buried underground rapidly to escape damage for now.

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Character Portrait: The Butcher The Butcher says,
 ( /twiddle thumbs )

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 (Yep I am, underground.)

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The Butcher | The remains of the Butcher lay scattered all across the clearing in thick, unholy smelling clumps of rapidly rotting flesh, one might think the behemoth dead yet however the ground seemed to quake and stir, the sound of the very land splintering further as large, scythe bladed tentacles erupt from the ground, only to hack and tear at the corpses of those falling and the remains of the butcher only to drag the pieces underground.

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Character Portrait: The Butcher The Butcher says,
 (brb guys, dealing with a user in the other channel)

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The Butcher | The entire ground trembled as if an earth quake had struck, tentacles large and small flew violently from the earth as they moved to wrap around Eon prior to the source of the appendages made itself known. Whilst smaller and more lithe, the Butcher could be recognised as a macabre humanoid shape leapt from the ground below, propelling itself at rocket speed using tentacles like a sling shot. With the large cleaver in hand from before, he lunged violently at her midsection, hoping to gore her through with the force.

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The Butcher screeches loudly as the thrusting arm was severed, hand and blade dropping to the ground only for a savage blade like appendage to rapidly grow in place of the wound as to which he continued after Eon, not losing momentum. Still airborne, he violently slashes and stabs at her upper torso as his tentacle/scythe like appendages continue to grab at the ground and towards Eon in attempts to slash and grapple.

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Character Portrait: The Butcher The Butcher says,
 ((Yeah.))

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The Butcher flings backwards as the event occurs, only to eagerly use his many tentacles lodged in the ground to fire himself back at his prey. Unlike Aiedai and Eon, all of his traits were natural to the parasite that drove the shell and as such retained full use of his abilities, to the Butcher, the fancy ability of Eon was but a mere way of knocking him away for but a moment. Crossing the distance in seconds, the smaller and quicker frame the Butcher now held was aggravatingly fast, for a corpse. The blade like arm stabbed and drove onwards at Eon as he slashed downwards at the middle of the torso and thighs, hoping to debilitate Eon to allow for a slow and enjoyable kill.

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Character Portrait: The Butcher The Butcher says,
 (Technically the Butcher could easily give chase, especially in the area with trees, sling shotting about using the trees as leverage =o )

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The Butcher continues the chase, claw like feet tearing up the ground as the being that is the Butcher chases his prey, the scent of bloody wafting to him like a delicious meal. As he reached the tree line, he eagerly bound into the branches, tentacles flailing as they carry him along rapidly past Eon's pace. Ahead of Eon, the Butcher wraps his tentacles around the base of a tree, uprooting it rapidly before tossing it like a match stick at Eon head on.

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The Butcher continued his maddening assault as he figuratively flew through the tree branches after Eon, trees being snapped in half and flung like racketballs after her as he gave chase, a insane, echoing screech followed with him as his permeating bloodlust began to settle in.

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Character Portrait: The Butcher The Butcher says,
 (gewd gewd :p)

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Character Portrait: The Butcher The Butcher says,
 Yer

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Character Portrait: The Butcher The Butcher says,
 Maybe when the new system is up

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 You missed when I ate all the corpses.