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View character profile for: Choi Yeong
View character profile for: Alyssa Wilson
View character profile for: Jack Gomez/Agent Max Powers
Demented Music
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Choi felt the strength within him. He had come to realize that spiritual strength is powerful. In some aspects stronger than the force that Powers might generate.
“Now!” he shouted, sending the built up force within him directly at the face that was forming.
Alyssa jumped, to the best of her ability, when instructed. Her legs being held though made that difficult, so it looked more like a fall to one distinct side. The force brushed past her legs and spun her on the ground like a top, effectively prying the hold the creature had on her lower body. Now though she should be concerned about striking into other objects on the basement floor.
The spiritual shockwave struck the dark entity, peeling back the darkness in layers like an onion and taking pieces of flesh from the front of its face, if you could even call it that, and ripping it back like a half peeled orange.
A terrifying sound pierced the entire basement, indicating that it was potentially wherever there was darkness, not just where they saw its mouth forming. Its semi-tangible silhouette was pummeled backwards. As it flew back though, it was like water being thrown into water, darkness into more darkness. And just like that it was absorbed and lost from their sight. The lights continued to dim, it was still feeding on their negative emotions. If the light went out completely no doubt they would be overwhelmed.
Almost as quickly as it vanished, it sprung up from a shadow behind Choi. It was more tangible the stronger it became, but also more deadly. This time the dark peeled back to reveal gnarled extra long arms reaching out to tackle into the man. It was fueled by revenge for the blow it just suffered. Its half mutilated face opened even wider to try and bite into Choi’s left side.
Meanwhile Agent Powers was very confused as he began to hear whispers of a sinister voice telling him he was weak and helpless and never going to be good enough. It reminded him of his training with his adoptive father who was very spartan with his training. At first he was freaking out from all the harsh negativity. His body began bubbling as his muscular form was looking more like a mutated slimelike body. Then as it was becoming overwhelming he began to hum a tune that kept him sane during his harsh training in the past. He mumbling.....dum de dum de dum dum de dum de dum.....
I stay out too late
Got nothing in my brain
That's what people say, mm-mm
That's what people say, mm-mm
I go on too many dates
But I can't make 'em stay
At least that's what people say, mm-mm
That's what people say, mm-mm
But I keep cruisin'
Can't stop, won't stop movin'
It's like I got this music in my mind
Sayin' it's gonna be alright
'Cause the players gonna play, play, play, play, play
And the haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate, hate
Baby, I'm just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
I shake it off, I shake it off (hoo-hoo-hoo)
Heartbreakers gonna break, break, break, break, break
And the fakers gonna fake, fake, fake, fake, fake
Baby, I'm just gonna shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
I shake it off, I shake it off (hoo-hoo-hoo)
I never miss a beat
I'm lightnin' on my feet
And that's what they don't see, mm-mm
That's what they don't see, mm-mm
I'm dancin' on my own (dancin' on my own)
I make the moves up as I go (moves up as I go)
And that's what they don't know, mm-mm
That's what they don't know, mm-mm
Agent Power's eyes were glassy and unfocused as he was doing his Karate practice even though his body was in pain from his harsh exercise. He was reliving his training all over again and using the song in his head to keep his focus from giving up and disappointing his father. In his mind he was blocking baseballs flying at him from several directions and then ninjas were attacking him from the opposite side. He was drenched in sweat and breathing hard as he was fighting to the beat in his head and the dance in his step. He couldn't count the number of times this song kept him sane during his struggles.