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Video; Dated earlier Valentine's Day!
[So after figuring out how everything worked, you get to see a familiar blonde haired elf wearing a green tunic and hat. This one in particular shouldn't be familiar. But there are a few others who look just like him. He steps back a bit and holds up a box of chocolate.]
If anyone can see this, I have a question.
[He pulls a chocolate out of the box and stares at it.]
What are these?
((OOC: Ok so. Ghirahim's player and I have a little plot thing that's gonna be going on so due to what is happening, Ghirahim will be replying to everyone who replies and Link may not. Basically, Ghirahim's gonna be in jealous hate-love with Link and Link's gonna be trying to rip Ghirahim's heart out so yeah <:))
If anyone can see this, I have a question.
[He pulls a chocolate out of the box and stares at it.]
What are these?
((OOC: Ok so. Ghirahim's player and I have a little plot thing that's gonna be going on so due to what is happening, Ghirahim will be replying to everyone who replies and Link may not. Basically, Ghirahim's gonna be in jealous hate-love with Link and Link's gonna be trying to rip Ghirahim's heart out so yeah <:))
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As far as I need to.
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Of course he wants Link to pay attention to him. The more Link pays attention to him, the less he's with anyone else... he should be with him right? Of course it was hardly the same sort of feeling he had for Demise.
That was pure Master-Servant loyalty and love. Affection, undaunted.
Link, though, no matter how much his chocolate-addled brain was clouded, was something... else. A rivalry? An opponent? ... He wasn't sure. But... ]
What happened before was such a guilty pleasure; a fluke, really... I detest that I let you best me... in fact, I loathe you more than anything else. Even so... I take it you want something from me? ... Be direct about it, boy. Because regardless...
[ He is close, now, whispering in Link's ear, even, but no less guarded. He won't make this easy. ]
I will make you earn it, sky child.
[ His hatred for Link burned brighter than anything else, but in this moment, he had no other desire than for him to fight him. The intricacies of fate had woven them together. He... saw no reason not to pursue him, but--it would not be simple. This was Ghirahim, after all. He would complicate everything and bathe it in blood if he could. ]
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He holds his sword in his right hand and lifts his left to set his hand on Ghirahim's chest, right over where the red diamond rested.]
I want that beautiful gem in your chest.
[His grip on the sword tightened and there was a malicious twinkle in his eyes. He didn't care if he bled himself, as long as he could have what he wanted.
This was pretty exciting.]
EDITS CASUALLY
... Is that so...?
[ He doesn't care this is public. Let them see... all of them... perhaps, if Link had the guts, he could allow it.
Just... this once. If he earned it. He sheds the more human form in a cloud of darkness. If this was what Link wanted, he would have to take it. By force. Yes, there was nothing better... Link was paying attention to him, he wanted him, and he hated him. More than anything else, and this brought a sort of agonizingly slow, painful, burning longing to him.
The snap of his fingers echoes as he brings his broadsword into mid air, grabbing it.
Grinning, his fangs barred.
There would be no playing around, not here. Of course, given his penchant for dramatics, he HAS to say something. ]
... I've been interested in you from the very beginning. You are the only human who deserves that honor.
[ He'll be guarding that gem a little more closely than before, Link, so you'll need to be quick on your feet here. You'll have to disable him completely before you can get that out. ]
So don't make this boring for me, dear boy.
[ Sword is raised, he is ready. With the same flair for darkness and drama as always, he sends them to somewhere more spacious--scenic, even. The 25th floor should do nicely; no distractions.
COME AT HIM, LINK. COME CLOSE. You fought him before; you know well how this works. There is no weak point except for that thing you want so dearly. ]
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[The 25th floor, the meadow floor. A few of the flowers were still a little dead from being stepped on, a few had a little bit of dried blood left on them. How fitting, Link was going to send Ghirahim to his death in the same place their last fight started.
He grips the sword as tight as possible and runs at Ghirahim, aiming a hit from the right.]
wow why can't I RP fight threads?
... Not yet, at least.
Have that broadsword aiming for your neck--and really, half your body if you can't avoid it. Somehow, he manages to swing the huge blade with decent speed. ... Though, of course, if you can avoid it properly, it'll likely leave him open. ]
Idk man but I can't either
He dodges and swings for Ghirahim's now not defended side.]
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But this does push him back a bit, though it hardly wounds him, considering whatever his body is made up of is pretty much invulnerable in this state.
He disappears and reappears behind Link, this time, hoping to get an advantage. Though his approach is slower with this sword.
Really, Link. Be a good boy and die. ]
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It would make things a lot easier if Link died, wouldn't it?]
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A hand covers his chest and he teleports from the spot before Link can hit him again; there are not many times he's felt true pain, but now is one of them, for certain. Irritating. Irksome.
He should be angrier than he is, but he isn't. Link is paying attention to him. ... But he will likely notice that this time, when he reappears, the integrity of his sword is beginning to weaken. ]
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Unfortunately. Of course, is Link isn't quick enough, he's going to parry that before his sword can break (hopefully), since that will leave him wide open. ]
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Admittedly, a little too much. This is becoming a problem. He can't let Link win, after all, but... on the other hand, he would truly hate to make him lose as well.
As long as Link's attention was on him, nothing else mattered, did it? Even if he was losing.
So he may be losing... but he's going to be attempting to restore that sword, of course. ]
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So, he gets real close to Ghirahim and swings a few more times, shattering the giant blade into pieces. And before Ghirahim could summon another sword, he starts to really wail on him, stabbing and slicing repeatedly at the diamond on his chest.]
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He had no time to defend himself.
He was backed against a wall as the cracks slowly made their way worsening into his body, being chipped away at with each swing of Link's sword.
He can't deny that it... well, it hurts. He bares his fangs in anger at Link, completely crippled due to the sensitivity of the area and his inability to... leave. ]
... B-brat...
[ He's so angry.
In the worst sort of way.
He'll kill him. He'll KILL him. He'll kill him he'll kill him he'll kill him he'll kill him Link will be his and he'll kill him and-- ]
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This was finally it. He had Ghirahim pinned, he was winning. He was going to win.
The grin on his face widens and he leans in close. He was going to enjoy this.]
Beg for mercy.
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He laughs, long and insane, uncaring for his own plight.
Instead, he reaches out and puts a hand on Link's sword, holding it with his hand and bringing their faces together as he does so.
... Will he die, he wonders? Did it matter? He doesn't care, not anymore. No. His voice is a whisper, low and feral and full of spite. ]
I wonder... I wonder, what her Grace would think of her knight, so very corrupted now. You aren't worthy of the cross you bear, little hero.
You're tainted. Be it by your own hand, even. You don't deserve that sword.
[ And he laughs again, grabbing the blade with both hands now. ]
Haha... hahaha! Oh... I love the look on your face. It's horrible.
1/5 I think
He was...corrupted?]
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B-but
He
He was right
Zelda she
she would have been frightened to see Link like this
He should
He should let Ghirahim go..
Slowly, he reaches for the blade, grabbing it and sliding it out of him to unbind him to the wall]
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no...
No.
It wasn't... he wasn't...
"I wonder, what her Grace would think of her knight, so very corrupted now."]
[He tightens his grip on the sword and stabs it back in roughly.]
No!
Okay I lied it's gonna be out of 6
["You're tainted."]
Shut up!
[He then grabs onto the diamond, digging his fingers into Ghirahim's chest.]
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He didn't care if Zelda would be scared
He didn't care if this was wrong
He didn't care
He reaches with his other hand and forcefully rips the diamond right from Ghirahim's chest.]
ok yes done
He
completely let everyone downfinally beat his enemy. He wasnot worthy of the title "hero"finally a hero. He hadfailedwon.He didn't care if this wasn't what heroes were supposed to do.
He destroyed his enemy.
He didn't care if Zelda would be devastated to hear that her hero was "corrupted".
He didn't care...]
cackles maniacally
In fact, he laughs the entire time, AIDING Link with the process. He is dying, and he does not even care. With what is left of his life, he grabs the boy and brings him close, jeering. ]
Take good care of it, corrupted little hero. Because you've won nothing.
[ He laughs, this time slowly. ]
Ahhh, that look on your face... I'll savor it... capture this moment for me, Link. The day you sold your pure soul and bathed it in blood and ash.
Haha... haha! Yes, you're mine to taint... remember that.
[ With those last words, he lets go, body falling silent. ]
sobs deeply