Cain Knightlord
28 November 2011 @ 05:23 pm
008 I am you and you are me  
[A: Open to All; wandering around Bombfield.]

[Cain had tried desperately to keep his eyes open, the endurance of a clone and the fearful adrenaline from the situation helping with that. But at the end of the day, he was still only a ten year old child and he couldn't stay awake for days on end. Eventually, as morning crept over for the third day, he slumped into a corner of the bunker and fell asleep.

Imagine his surprise when he awoke being carried piggy-back style through the ruins by his brother. Abel is stopping every person (WHO ISN'T CARRYING A RATCHET) he comes across, asking them if they've seen Clark Kent anywhere. Could he be stopping you?]


[B: Wherever Clark Kent is; locked to Abel, Cain and Clark]

[Cain is in a numb sort of shock from learning what was happening to his brother, fierce denial rising like bile every time he thinks of it. Abel can't be... dying. His brother is invincible, they are both invincible, designed to withstand the harshest of conditions and-- Cain can't do it without him.

His fingers are clutched into Abel's clothing so tightly that his knuckles are pure white, lost in his thoughts so much that he doesn't even notice they've stopped yet. Brother... brother, no.]


[ooc: Part A is open to all, and replies will come from both Abel and Cain. Part B has a posting order of Clark, Abel, Cain <3]
 
 
Cain Knightlord
31 October 2011 @ 02:12 am
005 It came from the dairy aisle  
[A: Cain's Grave - Locked to Abel]

[The time had come... A hand breached the ground, scattering grave dirt everywhere in a suitably terrifying shower. That hand was soon followed by an arm, and then the rest of a body wearing this attractive number.

Turning his eyes upwards to his older brother, a smile spread across his face as his cape came to swish dramatically around him with gusts of some unseen breeze.]


[B: Anyone Cain has met in Mayfield]

[With his black cape held dramatically over his face with one arm, Cain stalked menacingly through the streets. Drawn instinctively for the people he had met here, the people he had made friends with, cared for, or even only just exchanged names with.

He must take them somewhere. He didn't know where, that wasn't important. What
was important, is that this somewhere was EVIL, and they all must go there. Now.]

[C: Around Town - Open to Everyone]

[While on the slow and steady prowl for his victims, occasionally Cain will stop and look up at the moon. Letting it bathe him in sinister light, a would-be menacing laugh broke the silence.]

MwahahahahahahahahahahahahaHAHAHAHAHAHA

[Clearly, this laughing maniac child in a fetching outfit should be approached with extreme caution.]

[ooc: Open to everyone!]