Losing control - OTA

[onlyhomemade]

Who: Dominion!Gabriel and anyone I plotted with but OTA
Where: All over Wonderland
When: 19th - 24th/ the duration of the event
Rating: R for gore, violence, language etc.
Summary: Gabriel can honestly say he's only had one death but it's enough to set the event upon him and make his abilities drive him insane enough to start slaughtering anyone who happens to cross his path. Until the others find him and take him somewhere safe to keep watch until this is over.
The Story:

19th Through the mansion and to the bar.

[ Gabriel is already finding his patience is wearing thin. After Michael's visit he's more than a little agitated. The fact that his own brother is suffering and he can do nothing to help him because of his own afflictions, or the fact that the damn event, or whatever this is, seems to feel he needs to practically be inside Michael's head for a front-row seat to his hallucinations. As much as he wants to be there for his Twin he knows he can't and it's better for the both of them if he distances himself.

So he has, but now he's wandering trying to find solace, any peaceful, quiet place where he can sit and he can meditate and try to gain control. He's getting a headache from all the things he's occasionally blasted with, loud thoughts and the feelings of any near by. He grinds his teeth and seeks out the bar to drown himself. ]

20th-22nd Through the mansion and beyond

[Nothings working. He can't sleep even if he wanted to try and shut his mind off. He's weary of this game, angry, on edge. No amount of alcohol can stop this and he can't control it. He's tried everything. He's can't stand this anymore, it's getting worse, the silence between waves is less and less. Soon it's all running together and he can't turn it off. He's not even sure of what he's projecting himself, he's frustratingly aware that if he can hear them they may be able to hear him and know his secrets, his walls are down and there's nothing he can do about it. Every carefully crafted facet of his mind used to misdirect anyone inside it, or at least keep him from allowing any he makes connection with to get in. It's gone. All his defenses and power is worthless to the way he's out of control.

He needs to leave the mansion. He needs to get out and away from all of this.]

(Death toll - Pepper Pots (20th), Lana (21st), Ned (21st), Lilith and Bela harmed.)

End of 22nd into the 23rd Anywhere outside the mansion

[All rational thought is gone. All that consumes him is the rage and the need for blood. It makes him feel so relieved to tear humans apart. He's been caging it for so long now, that utter need and desire for slaughter. Only when he coves himself in their blood and hears their screams of terror and pain can he find peace. No more of their worthless thoughts and feelings. It grows quiet when they die by his hands. But it doesn't last so he has to keep killing, has to keep moving or he'll never sleep. Never regain himself again. It's all their fault. IT'S ALL THEIR FAULT. THEY MUST DIE.]

((ooc: Feel free to meet up with Gabriel, but be warned that if it's after the 22nd it's unlikely he will leave your character alive. If you would like a fight or angry encounter but survive you're more likely before the 22nd is up. I may make a post for him for anyone that wants to remain out of danger but wants to speak with him before he goes bat shit.

Around the end of the 23rd he'll be contained, so I'll make a closed thread for the folks I plotted with so we can take Gabe down and deal with him. You guys (IE this I plotted with) are welcome to jump on that any way you see fit or think is easiest. Interact with gabe or amongst yourselves :3 threadjack away as a mini log within a log.

If you need anything send a PM to this journal or find me on pluck at AceOfSwords))

Comments

[handing]

[She knows, the instant she sees the way his mouth curls, the delight in his eyes, she knows he won't relent from this fight or perhaps any other. How much of this is the man before her and how much the event Pepper can no longer say. It hardly matters now, because one or the other he means to do her harm and perhaps worse. His words are once more warning, followed by a flare of wings and in that moment Pepper gives up the effort to speak in favor of acting. He comes at her quickly, wings first and she knows now just how dangerous they are. She can't expect to block so her efforts turn to evasion, her reflexes and awareness both heightened to levels beyond what could be expected from a human.

Yet she can't resort to running alone. Anyone else could come by, someone who might intervene or simply stand at the wrong place at the wrong time. His wings and her flesh, either would do grievous harm. She has to figure out how to stop him, and the first step is to get past those damned wings.

Or perhaps through; one dodge puts her momentarily at the side of a feathered extremity, the flat of it within reach. She twists with the angle of her body, meaning to punch through the wing at an angle where the blades will have less impact. Fire and force fuel the move, a heat able to melt metal now focused on him. If she succeeds Pepper will rip her hand down, tear through as much of the wing as she can manage before he can recover; even the effort of pulling away would leave the man with a gaping wound.

If she fails, she may well be left with a stub where her hand had been--but Extremis can solve that just as easily as it had her earlier wound.]