A man who finds pleasure in the result of cutting is the most hateful, crawling creature there is. A man who finds pleasure in the act of cutting is an artisan.
I wonder if the rest of the party saw Suuz try to kill Alison first, or if they think Allison killed Suuz without provocation. And does that distinction matter, especially to a group of devils? They may even be proud of her. It may just be a matter of course that devils can pick each other off at any time. Survival of the most devious and all that.
Those with any kind of insight into the human’s mind will know it wasn’t unprovocated, but I do not think the distinction truly matters to anyone but maybe Cio.
What happens to a devil’s body when they die? I know they rejoin the Hot Black Flame, but I assumed that was in the void. Is there a physical corpse/mask left behind? Except for this case, where any corpse is mimic chow.
They are boors, of course, for there was a severe lack of ranch dressing with that demon. Who in their right mind but a total beast would consider such a meal without a suitable sauce?
Don’t devils, i dunno, scream or anything while they’re being eaten in large bites? There should be screaming. And smacking of lips. And crunching. And screaming.
Hmm… A mercilessly compounded case of nausea: Having just killed someone, watching as they are torn apart and eaten alive, knowing that you were about 2 feet from being dead and eaten yourself… And the realization / backlash of being completely taken over by our least-favorite Bowie. Truly worthy of a rainbow yodel. Buck up little camper – only a few billion to go!
“Hangin’s too good for him! Burnin’s too good for him! He aught to be torn into little bitty pieces and buried alive!” – Hanover Fist
Fangosh Hierophant of the Pale Sun, Knower of one Thing.
Well then, fucking hells. I really hope that the heist crew doesn’t need the skills and knowledge of the late Suuz further on in the personal fortress of one of the seven Masters of Infinity.
Wakka wakka wakka wakka.
Okay, maybe not ALL sound effects.
On a more serious note, Allison. Girl. Keep looking. You already did this to Hastet-Om, and you’re going to do this again and again. You didn’t blame yourself last time. You are blaming yourself this time.
Just two questions then: why this time? And what will you do next time?
A man who finds pleasure in the result of cutting is the most hateful, crawling creature there is. A man who finds pleasure in the act of cutting is an artisan.
I wonder if the rest of the party saw Suuz try to kill Alison first, or if they think Allison killed Suuz without provocation. And does that distinction matter, especially to a group of devils? They may even be proud of her. It may just be a matter of course that devils can pick each other off at any time. Survival of the most devious and all that.
Those with any kind of insight into the human’s mind will know it wasn’t unprovocated, but I do not think the distinction truly matters to anyone but maybe Cio.
What happens to a devil’s body when they die? I know they rejoin the Hot Black Flame, but I assumed that was in the void. Is there a physical corpse/mask left behind? Except for this case, where any corpse is mimic chow.
It is good that she made herself watch. A king should know every consequence of killing.
In Yre, any given piece of furniture may be considered part of the dining set.
I see what you did there.
While gruesome, justice has been served. And it’s delicious.
The mimics would fully agree with that statement.
They are boors, of course, for there was a severe lack of ranch dressing with that demon. Who in their right mind but a total beast would consider such a meal without a suitable sauce?
*Wilheim Scream*
Vae victis!
Omnomnom!
*borf*
*borfBORFBORF*
*BOrf*
*meow*
Sorry. I ain’t much for foley artistry
One frame of delight and three of dread, dismay, and disgust. We know who will win. If not just because…
Take one down, pass it around, eightfold the bottles of blood on the wall
Being a leader is sometimes murdering people as a message to others that you’re not to be crossed.
The way unto dust is not always pleasant to watch.
To be fair, she was kind of a dick.
Sated; not.
The hunger of the mimics, nor the thirst for power.
Don’t devils, i dunno, scream or anything while they’re being eaten in large bites? There should be screaming. And smacking of lips. And crunching. And screaming.
You mistake the focus of the scene. The important character did not make a sound, except perhaps some gagging.
Or read the alt-text. That should clear things up.
Hmm… A mercilessly compounded case of nausea: Having just killed someone, watching as they are torn apart and eaten alive, knowing that you were about 2 feet from being dead and eaten yourself… And the realization / backlash of being completely taken over by our least-favorite Bowie. Truly worthy of a rainbow yodel. Buck up little camper – only a few billion to go!
“Hangin’s too good for him! Burnin’s too good for him! He aught to be torn into little bitty pieces and buried alive!” – Hanover Fist
I’d Posit that she killed own self, she just used Allison as the instrument of her suicide.
Any sound effects? Any at all?
WHOOSH! POW! ZAP! POOF! THWAMP! Plop! eep!
A gruesome death indeed.
No Al-YIS-UN, don’t show weakness from this!
She made the mistake of thinking herself more powerful than a Rising King, and in turn paid her price. As is the natural order of things.
Use this death to your advantage. Let everyone know that YOU rule over them, and those that go against your will shall suffer!
Especially showing great regret (but not unwillingness) at having to do necessary things.
Such is the way only of the truly depraved–the right to rule can only be gained through not exercising it.
Partially empathy, partially “that could have been me!”
These violent delights have violent ends.
Well then, fucking hells. I really hope that the heist crew doesn’t need the skills and knowledge of the late Suuz further on in the personal fortress of one of the seven Masters of Infinity.
Wakka wakka wakka wakka.
Okay, maybe not ALL sound effects.
On a more serious note, Allison. Girl. Keep looking. You already did this to Hastet-Om, and you’re going to do this again and again. You didn’t blame yourself last time. You are blaming yourself this time.
Just two questions then: why this time? And what will you do next time?