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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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[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

[There isn't a whole lot that will help Kevas right now as he comes stumbling off the stairs onto his deck. He's very much drunk right now. Heavy drinking without any sort of pacing or food will do that to you. A half full tequila bottle is gripped tightly in his left hand and he takes a long swig from as he heads down the hall to his room.

Damn he misses her, a lot more than he should really. She was the only ladymon on the boat that openly found him attractive. Now she's gone. Maybe if they had more time things might have...

Kevas shakes his head and kills that train of thought. No he can't think about that. Right now all he should care about is getting to his room for some more drinking.]

[brittlenerves.livejournal.com]

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Well then. Ironhide's had enough of punching bees today. He's on his way back to their room, having called his friend to announce himself while he marches. He's a bit preoccupied scrolling through the comms, checking on people - but when his sensors ping, he looks up.

... That's not normal. Despite... being on the boat and all.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[Ganon's horn tears a hole into the wall of the hallway he's in. But when he catches sight of Kevas, the boar skids to a stop. Teeth sharp and bared. Even in that animal's mind, Ganondorf still resides. So though not fully, Kevas is recognize.

And the only thing Ganon associates with Kevas is rage. The beast howls and dashes forward, intent on impaling the troll with his horn.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[Poor Xanth. You really should pay attention. Because barreling your way is a giant boar. Very little of what made him human remains in his beast form. So there will be no mercy. Xanth you'll be nothing but collateral damage.]

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

[What in the sweet titty fuck is that!?

The sight of the creature is enough to sober him. At least enough to know that he needs to get the hell out of here which is exactly what he does. Kevas turns and takes off down the hallway in a full sprint.

Wow does this whole thing feel familiar.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[Ganon howls as he tears through the hall. But when he spies Ironhide, he leaps back then drops low on his haunches. The scent of the Autobot is familiar and although there's no name for the beast to recall he can sense he knows Ironhide. And he knows he doesn't like him. So what's the best course of action? Mowing him down of course!]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[Ganon's long legs carry him to Kevas quickly and there's a massive clawed foot swiping at the troll's back. Not so fast, Kevas. The game's only just begun.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

[Oh ho. So that's how it's going to be, is it? Ironhide growls back at the charging creature, setting his heavy feet against the floor. He crouches slightly, bracing himself for impact with his hands slightly extended.

His aim? To grab and throw the animal like a certain goat-boy from the same game]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[It's how he rolls, Ironhide. Though instead of trying to lance Ironhide with his horn, the beast leaps into the air, intent on landing on him.]

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

[Those claws shred his shirt and the leather armor under it like tissue paper. He cries out in pain and stumbles to the ground but he doesn't stay for long as he rolls back up to his feet.

He's quite sober now thanks to the pain. Fast as he is Kevas knows he can't outrun this thing. As he stares at it there's a moment of recognition. That hair. That face. Kevas has seen them before.]

Joo...

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[Ganon backs away from Kevas, and glared the troll down. His teeth bared at the sound of Kevas's voice and thick saliva pooled on the floor beneath the giant boar. He looks ready to lunge for Kevas again and for a minute, if Kevas is paying attention, he might even realize Ganon is...smiling.]

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

[Kevas smiles back. If this pig thinks he's not about to put up a fight then he's dead wrong. In a quick, fluid motion Kevas draws a knife and hurls at Ganon's eye.

Drawing another knife Kevas leaps back to get some distance. Better to be cautious than courageous right now.]

[shackledpuppy.livejournal.com]

[Danny's hungry. And Bass said to go and get food when he was hungry. The painkillers made him wobbly and fuzzy, and the cast on his arm slowed him down when it came to pretty much anything, but since Danny mostly just ate, and sat around waiting for orders, this wasn't too much of a problem.

So he wanders down the hall, stifling a yawn behind his hand as he heads towards the buffet.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[Ganon barely misses the knife, he ducks his head and the knife buries itself into his mane. He roars and glares at Kevas. Blood seeped from the wound and down his shoulders. Oh Kevas. You're so gonna pay for that.

He dashes toward the troll again, jaws snapping and hoping to close around his arm.]

ffff last time I swear

[pimp-hat.livejournal.com]

[Kevas dives to the side narrowly missing the snapping jaws that would surely tear off his arm again. Sorry but he's not looking to do that one more time.

Again he wastes no time getting to his feet. Kevas lunges toward Ganon gripping his knife tightly, aiming to bury it in the pig's neck. He will not die here!]

[paranoidpatriot.livejournal.com]

[Jet removes the stalk of ragweed from his teeth with a yawn, sagging limbs traipsing up another floor. A long day of exploration and kitchen knife pillaging leaves the sore survivor begrudgingly looking to rest. It's not as if the Earth peasant trusts the Captain's idea of staying in a designated area- only a fool stays where your captor expects- all the same, he's headed towards deck 11, when he hears it:]

[Jet's heart quickens to the speed it had thrummed when his parents died- and for much the same reason. He can feel the hairs standing on end when he turns his neck to get a better look.
There is no way a komodo-rhino exists aboard this ship... if anything, this sounds bigger.]

[maddattik.livejournal.com]

[Attika is roaming the halls in an increasingly desperate search for the photograph of her daughter. In the process of retracing her steps from the other day, she's not paying attention to anything other than the ground directly in front of her.]

maiming. I desire it.

[unamvirtus.livejournal.com]

[As nervous and paranoid Link has been lately, more or less questioning himself at any given opportunity-- he needs some kind of human contact, especially with how isolated he's been and felt lately. Though he seems to be on his way somewhere, he hasn't really decided where he's going yet. He's more or less condemned himself to wandering until he convinces himself he's not going to be annoying or awkward to anyone he goes to talk to, but before Link is able to do so, he hears a strange noise... close to the roar of a wave, but the floor is rumbling at the same time.

His eyes widen in panic, and although he's just about convinced whatever's coming is way too huge to be beaten with his knives, he whips them out from his pocket and runs in the direction of all the noise.]

deaaaaaaath

[kazeyotsutaete.livejournal.com]

[Roll is just wandering today, aimlessly. And not quite paying attention so like.

Her ending up on the same deck as angry manbearpig and not being aware of it? Probably happening right now.]

[heavyweaponsbot]

[He raises his hands up, to try and capture this weird, jumping creature. He's big - he's made of metal. He can take this.]

<3

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[The other knife buries into Ganon's neck. Kevas has good aim. But not good enough. Ganon rears back, tries to shake the knife out of his flesh. But it only lodges deeper. Eventually the pain is lost to the white noise. It's only a minor irritation.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[As Ganon's body nears Ironhide's he opens his wide jaws, intent on digging those teeth into Ironhide's neck.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[Ganon knows that scent. He rounds the corner and spots the boy. Down on his haunches and ready to launch an attack.]

[destinedtorule.livejournal.com]

[Jet, when the big demon pig thing rounds the corner where you are, you're gonna wish it was a komodo-rhino. When Ganon spots Jet, he doesn't hesitate. He leaps into the air. Seems landing on the boy is his plan.]