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(Seth's decursing attempt)
[Sun Nov 24 2024]
Outside Unit 104 at the Elm Street Apartment Complex
It is about 55F(12C) degrees.
Sam says "Perfect. "
Humming, Sam presses a panel on the northern wall, sliding it aside.
Pulling off his jacket and shirt, Sam nods his head, heading to one of the three points of the triangle neat the west wall.
With a slight shrug, Sam grins somewhat to Eric. "I can try to do it with Gate magic instead? Less blood."
Sam says "Hm. "
"Aight, I'll try and make this quick, yeh?" Sam puts that silver ring onto a finger, and braces himself, clasping the finger-bone hanging from a chain around his neck as he nods to Eric, then to Seth.
True to his word, Eric doesn't flake or break proverbial ranks. He rears a nod over at Sam, and makes well sure to ready himself
Seth straightens out a little, "What do I gotta do?" he asks.
"Hm. I think... Just get angry at it. Curse it out, shout out your frustrations. I'll try and direct the energy to breaking the curse." Sam nods to Eric. "That's I think good for your mood too, yeh?"
Eric glances from Seth, to Sam, to the cursed piece of jewelry. "Stupid fucking haughty bitch of an idiot punk-ass.." There's a lot that comes to mind, and this takes no apparent effort at all
A blast of force sends Eric flying into Sam.
With a grunt, Sam catches Eric as energy swirls about the room. He grins. "Good! GOOD! More of that. It didn't like that at all..." A grin crosses Sam's features.
Eric groans, and looks ready to flip out if not for - frankly - a catch that is really almost easy in how he gets manhandled. "Hnng.. I- fucking.. Gah." The man straightens back up, and takes his spot from before once again before squinting at the triangle's centre with a low-voiced "Asshole."
Rolling his shoulder back, Sam looks at that ring. "Hatred centered, and directed, and through our anger, unweaves the magic... "He looks to Eric. "What are ya mad at? What part of that stupid, punk-ass, bitch is the biggest bitchiest part of the sitch? Let it all out buddy!"
An arc of lightning blasts out of the artifact to strike Eric, sending him flying.
"Important shit showing up when I visit somoene I actually like.." Eric frowns a bunch more, speaking up, "I hate- FUCK! FUCKING- FUCK, THAT GOT- GAH." He doesn't finish his sentence, going reeling from the lightning that outright arcs into him
A hand is offered to help Eric up. "Balance between work and private life." Sam nods slowly. "You're allowed to say no, yaknow?" He smiles. "But I do appriciate ya being here..."
"To take care of this TRASH PIECE OF GOD DAMN IMITATION SILVER CRAP!"
"Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah fam.." Eric takes a moment to steady himself, taking Sam's hand before wandering over, again, a big old frown on his face. "Fucking- stupid- I HATE LIGHTNING. FUCK THAT. NO MORE OF THAT SHIT!" This, for sure, he really does sound extremely sure of
For several seconds the room grows painfully cold.
Seth staggers back as Eric goes flying, backing up against a wall, before he seems to gather himself a bit, "Piece of shit curse!" he yells, breath fogging the air as it grows cold, "Get fucking out of here already, I want to go home!"
"Yeah, it's a fucking bitch, this ring." Sam nods to Seth. "Yeh, good!" He clasps his hand shut, his free hand going around that fingerbone on his neck. "By our hate combined, I take this FUCKING GOOD FOR NOTHING ICE BITCH OF A CURSE!" "@line
"...And cast it down. Into the darkness!" "
"Yeah, it's a fucking bitch, this ring." Sam nods to Seth. "Yeh, good!" He clasps his hand shut, his free hand going around that fingerbone on his neck. "By our hate combined, I take this FUCKING GOOD FOR NOTHING ICE BITCH OF A CURSE!"
"...And cast it down. Into the darkness!"
"Get the fuck away from us- go bother some other poor assholes!" Eric makes what shooing gestures he can at the ring, motionless as it really remains. "No lightning, no exploding, just cut it out and fuck off already!"
A soft shudder comes over Sam's body as he clenches his hand, the shadows in the room slowly flickering a little. "Break, unwind, remove yourself."
"Your time has passed." His voice growing angrier and angrier.
The artifact emits a flash of blinding light.
"For fucks sake!" Seth exclaims, gritting his teeth and setting his jaw, "Get it fucking over with it!"
Eric makes a rude gesture at the ring, flipping it right off: "That's right@ Just get out!"
With a final burst of power the curse on a silver ring is broken.
Seths Decursing Attempt 241125
(Seth's decursing attempt)
[Sun Nov 24 2024]
Outside Unit 104 at the Elm Street Apartment Complex
It is about 55F(12C) degrees.
Sam says "Perfect. "
Humming, Sam presses a panel on the northern wall, sliding it aside.
Pulling off his jacket and shirt, Sam nods his head, heading to one of the three points of the triangle neat the west wall.
With a slight shrug, Sam grins somewhat to Eric. "I can try to do it with Gate magic instead? Less blood."
Sam says "Hm. "
"Aight, I'll try and make this quick, yeh?" Sam puts that silver ring onto a finger, and braces himself, clasping the finger-bone hanging from a chain around his neck as he nods to Eric, then to Seth.
True to his word, Eric doesn't flake or break proverbial ranks. He rears a nod over at Sam, and makes well sure to ready himself
Seth straightens out a little, "What do I gotta do?" he asks.
"Hm. I think... Just get angry at it. Curse it out, shout out your frustrations. I'll try and direct the energy to breaking the curse." Sam nods to Eric. "That's I think good for your mood too, yeh?"
Eric glances from Seth, to Sam, to the cursed piece of jewelry. "Stupid fucking haughty bitch of an idiot punk-ass.." There's a lot that comes to mind, and this takes no apparent effort at all
A blast of force sends Eric flying into Sam.
With a grunt, Sam catches Eric as energy swirls about the room. He grins. "Good! GOOD! More of that. It didn't like that at all..." A grin crosses Sam's features.
Eric groans, and looks ready to flip out if not for - frankly - a catch that is really almost easy in how he gets manhandled. "Hnng.. I- fucking.. Gah." The man straightens back up, and takes his spot from before once again before squinting at the triangle's centre with a low-voiced "Asshole."
Rolling his shoulder back, Sam looks at that ring. "Hatred centered, and directed, and through our anger, unweaves the magic... "He looks to Eric. "What are ya mad at? What part of that stupid, punk-ass, bitch is the biggest bitchiest part of the sitch? Let it all out buddy!"
An arc of lightning blasts out of the artifact to strike Eric, sending him flying.
"Important shit showing up when I visit somoene I actually like.." Eric frowns a bunch more, speaking up, "I hate- FUCK! FUCKING- FUCK, THAT GOT- GAH." He doesn't finish his sentence, going reeling from the lightning that outright arcs into him
A hand is offered to help Eric up. "Balance between work and private life." Sam nods slowly. "You're allowed to say no, yaknow?" He smiles. "But I do appriciate ya being here..."
"To take care of this TRASH PIECE OF GOD DAMN IMITATION SILVER CRAP!"
"Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah fam.." Eric takes a moment to steady himself, taking Sam's hand before wandering over, again, a big old frown on his face. "Fucking- stupid- I HATE LIGHTNING. FUCK THAT. NO MORE OF THAT SHIT!" This, for sure, he really does sound extremely sure of
For several seconds the room grows painfully cold.
Seth staggers back as Eric goes flying, backing up against a wall, before he seems to gather himself a bit, "Piece of shit curse!" he yells, breath fogging the air as it grows cold, "Get fucking out of here already, I want to go home!"
"Yeah, it's a fucking bitch, this ring." Sam nods to Seth. "Yeh, good!" He clasps his hand shut, his free hand going around that fingerbone on his neck. "By our hate combined, I take this FUCKING GOOD FOR NOTHING ICE BITCH OF A CURSE!" "@line
"...And cast it down. Into the darkness!" "
"Yeah, it's a fucking bitch, this ring." Sam nods to Seth. "Yeh, good!" He clasps his hand shut, his free hand going around that fingerbone on his neck. "By our hate combined, I take this FUCKING GOOD FOR NOTHING ICE BITCH OF A CURSE!"
"...And cast it down. Into the darkness!"
"Get the fuck away from us- go bother some other poor assholes!" Eric makes what shooing gestures he can at the ring, motionless as it really remains. "No lightning, no exploding, just cut it out and fuck off already!"
A soft shudder comes over Sam's body as he clenches his hand, the shadows in the room slowly flickering a little. "Break, unwind, remove yourself."
"Your time has passed." His voice growing angrier and angrier.
The artifact emits a flash of blinding light.
"For fucks sake!" Seth exclaims, gritting his teeth and setting his jaw, "Get it fucking over with it!"
Eric makes a rude gesture at the ring, flipping it right off: "That's right@ Just get out!"
With a final burst of power the curse on a silver ring is broken.