respired: might as well let it die (there's no relief in bitterness)
ᴋᴏʟᴛɪʀᴀ ·sᴜɴsʜɪɴᴇ· ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜᴡᴇᴀᴠᴇʀ ([personal profile] respired) wrote in [community profile] futurology2016-02-26 08:41 pm

video | un: deathweaver

[ Koltira's in the sunny courtyard, standing beneath one of the trees. Shadows and light play across his face, throwing the cold, icy glow of his eyes into stark relief. He's wearing greaves and boots, but only a plain, black tunic otherwise (and the skull-shaped ring that serves as his communicator). Byfrost, as ever, simmers darkly on his back.

He doesn't speak right away, as though he's suddenly lost his nerve. Truth be told, he's not sure how to begin this. The middle part is clear, and the end bit, too, but ... he exhales. ]


My name is Koltira Deathweaver, if you did not know it before. I have hurt a number of you directly, and in so doing, hurt others indirectly. Some of us have spoken, though not all. I will try now to explain myself.



[ He leans back against the tree, uncomfortable. ]

My second name is not a family name. It is an epithet, forced upon me as undeath itself was forced upon me.

[ He gestures to his eyes; his sallow, bluish, cracked skin. ]

I earned [ this word he spits, disgusted by it ] the epithet during long years of enslavement to a will that subsumed my own. The Lich King ordered my death; he remade me into one of his knights. And though I broke free, and though my brothers and sisters rose up against our former master, his mark on us remains.

[ He taps his foot on the grass. ]

We call it the endless hunger. It is a curse--of blood, of flesh, of whatever unholy foundation holds our wretched bodies together. Hunger is perhaps the best way for you to understand it, though it is not for any typical food. We were made to be machines for war. We were made to cause suffering. If we fail in this, we suffer ourselves.

The pain is ever present, albeit manageable. For a time. But if we--if I--do not give in to the hunger's demands, the pain grows. Worsens. It becomes wracking, all-encompassing.

[ He holds up his hand, curling his fingers slowly into a fist. ]

Imagine starving to death, and yet being unable to die. Your body is past its breaking point, but it does not break, because it cannot.

[ His nails dig into the palm of his hand. Black blood trickles down his wrist. ]

Instead, you break. As we do. If I ignore the hunger for too long, I descend into madness. A blood-seeking hysteria. Such was the state in which some of you found me.

I do not tell you this as an excuse. Only as an explanation. I deeply regret what I have done, and I am sorry. You need not forgive me. I do not expect such. If you would rather I keep my distance, I will honor this wish.

[ He pauses. ]

I wish I could end this by telling you that it will never happen again. But that would be a lie. It will. I cannot cure this curse. I can promise only this: when I feel the madness taking hold, I will give due warning. You will be able to spare yourselves, and you will know that if you see me--you must run.
adoube: (bohemian)

[personal profile] adoube 2016-02-27 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)


It keeps anyone else from getting hurt, while you suffer forever. That's 'selfless'. And 'brave.'

sadsack: (talking trash)

[personal profile] sadsack 2016-02-27 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
listen next time you go nuts or whatever give me a call i'll show you my complete lack of fear

[ same as before: a challenge, but also a (wary) offer. it takes bariyan much longer to return this response than his previous ones. ]
selfimage: — ɢᴀʀʙᴇᴛᴛ — (Baby grace (a horrid cassette).)

[personal profile] selfimage 2016-02-27 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
A taste of chaos.

[ a little dramatic there, Loki. ]
sadsack: (wtb scissors wts shit ass ex-bf)

[personal profile] sadsack 2016-02-27 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[ yet another long pause before his reply. ]

yeah
adoube: (dum de dum di di di dum)

[personal profile] adoube 2016-02-27 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)


Just 'Weavykins' for a while, then. Until I decide what to add to it.

sadsack: (nah i don't want that.)

[1/2]

[personal profile] sadsack 2016-02-27 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
i feel lots of things
sadsack: (Default)

[2/2]

[personal profile] sadsack 2016-02-27 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[ and a few long minutes later ]

yes

[ so many questions >:( ]
Edited 2016-02-27 23:30 (UTC)
sadsack: (heroin she said)

[personal profile] sadsack 2016-02-27 11:34 pm (UTC)(link)
well enough for this purpose. and i recover just fine if you're going to ask. i've got this. i'll save you the trouble of having to make this post again in the future
selfimage: — ɢᴀʀʙᴇᴛᴛ — (Tin machine ii.)

[personal profile] selfimage 2016-02-27 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)
I'd rather not the comparison. I'm nothing like a demon.

[ he sounds sore now. ]

You owe me two drinks.
sadsack: (whistles)

[personal profile] sadsack 2016-02-27 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
yeah you're welcome in advance
chaoscontrol: (I will think long and hard)

voice, @terios

[personal profile] chaoscontrol 2016-02-28 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
[well that explains some things]

How many years have you suffered this curse?
ackingcraycray: (018)

[personal profile] ackingcraycray 2016-02-28 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
How do you not eat?

Are you like a plant? Do you photosynthesize?
ackingcraycray: (047)

[personal profile] ackingcraycray 2016-02-28 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
But have you ever tried it?
hsalf: e.t. (hello agent starling I MEAN barry)

[personal profile] hsalf 2016-02-28 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
...Wow. [Alright then.] It's quite...honorable of you to make such an open confession.

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