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I've converted to red
motheal felt a shock jolt through his body as his eyes widened. He waited too long and his irritation was getting worse. He found himself fall down onto his hands and knees as he final started to feet the pain. His eyes glowed bright and his body cracked popping like it was in a black fire before swarming up into a darkness that flowed forming into twisted being. It made a clicking sound then let out ghastly screech as it body seemed to be oozing a black fluid. It was pissed off and all reasoning had been lost but this is what he was. motheal was the child of the grim reaper and Cerberus. He also was a gate key between demsions.
Dr. Wyrmwood Scott
Wyrmwood looked at the boy, now presenting as a full fledged monster. His eyes widened and the gleam returned - this time not in anger, or irritation - but pure greed, His mouth widened and licked his lips in an exaggerated manner. The sheer potential. He dared not take on this beast now - not here in what could become a very public place very quickly. He would also have to prepare celestial level restraints and seals - nothing major - but these things took time. The question now was... what to do with it now? leave it here to rampage? Inform those who were to keep these things in check? Ignore it and get back to the laboratory... decisions, decisions.
He looked back to the beast, clearly ready to pounce. It really was a disorganized mess, but with a bit of manipulation.... his mouth started watering again at the sheer scope of possibility. He cleared his throat and called out loudly, mostly for the dramatics of the situation rather than actual communication. "Whether or not you can hear me seems rather besides the point at this time - I do however wish to state that I am keen to know the scope of your rage! flounder about and cause as much chaos as you are wont to do! the Higher ups will probably stop you soon enough - so treat this as a timed trail! Enjoy! While I wish to stay and observe, I have far more important things to do!" His body also caught flame, but instead of burning the flesh, as the fire moved upwards it seemed to just erase Wyrmwood from existence, until finally he was gone - and not a single shred of evidence that he was there remained.