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[kingofthisworld]

[Ganondorf's head is pounding. There's so much white noise. So much white noise and anger and hurt pounding loud in his ears. He can't see straight and collides with the wall as his hands grip the sides of his head.

How dare the captain just give her to him and then snatch her away. How dare she be here on this boat and consort with the lowliest beings, but scorn him at every opportunity. He had lost her once. It wasn't fair. Why did he have to lose her again? Why did the Gods like to toy him?

There's a cry that escapes his throat. It's wild, clearly not human. The Triforce on the back of his hand reverberates and he can feel his bones shift as he sinks to his knees. He beats his fists against the floor and there's another cry.

In a matter of minutes, Ganon is tearing through the hall of deck 7. And heaven help anyone in his path.]



[OOC: The rampage has begun! Please specify if you want your character maimed or killed. It doesn't matter if responded to his post in the plot comm. If you want to be involved, by all means tag in! Killing rights belong to Moonie, however. ♥]

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[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[It wouldn't have taken long for Ganon to overtake Attika. She's what he'd consider easy prey. Fact is, he's not going to bite her. No, he's gonna break her bones and leave her there to bleed out. He lifts a claw and brings it down to smash against Attika.]

[maddattik.livejournal.com]

[She screams when Ganon's claw hits her, crushing her leg. Even if she had the thought to keep running now, she wouldn't be able to. The pain is absolutely blinding. All she can do is sob.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[Ganon's paw is swift to strike again, batting at Attika almost like she's a toy.]

[maddattik.livejournal.com]

[Well, this isn't at all like her last death. This is painful. Horrifically painful. Attika's hands come up instinctively to cover her head, for all the good it does her. Ganon's strike sends her tumbling like a rag doll.

Oh, that one tore something.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[Well that's enough of that. Claws are swift to strike again, much harder and much more precise than before. Yeah, he's aiming for something vital.]

[maddattik.livejournal.com]

[Really, Ganny? Don't you think gutting is more of a second date maneuver? Attika stares upward numbly, shock already setting in. She's not long for this world.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[Sorry Attika. Anyway, Ganny's moving on now. Bye Attika!]