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Enter: Jason Blood
Nov. 18th, 2014 06:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
newoutsidersChange. Change, oh, form of man. Release the might from fleshy mire. Boil the blood in heart of fire. Gone, gone, oh, form of man...
Even now, in the quiet of your study nestled in a loft above Gotham City, that ancient rhyme to release The Other pulses in your head. Just as fiercely you loathe The Demon, he aches for the summoning.
You banish The Demon from your thoughts- not with magic, but with an act of will. Your attention is demanded by the task at hand: you've recently noticed powerful forces at work beyond this plane of existence, and are eager to trace them to their source. You've determined this current of magic to be Atlantean in nature: perhaps even Ancient Atlantean. The sort of primordial magic which has not been utilized, save by a very select few, in a hundred thousand years. But, even as you've searched for it over these past weeks, its source retreats further from your grasp with each passing day.
Fortunately, this is important magical work. And for important magical work, so long as you show persistence, the universe will often lend a hand.
"Mr. Blood," a stern, all-business, female voice says, awakening you from your trance. "I've come to see you about a diamond."
Even now, in the quiet of your study nestled in a loft above Gotham City, that ancient rhyme to release The Other pulses in your head. Just as fiercely you loathe The Demon, he aches for the summoning.
You banish The Demon from your thoughts- not with magic, but with an act of will. Your attention is demanded by the task at hand: you've recently noticed powerful forces at work beyond this plane of existence, and are eager to trace them to their source. You've determined this current of magic to be Atlantean in nature: perhaps even Ancient Atlantean. The sort of primordial magic which has not been utilized, save by a very select few, in a hundred thousand years. But, even as you've searched for it over these past weeks, its source retreats further from your grasp with each passing day.
Fortunately, this is important magical work. And for important magical work, so long as you show persistence, the universe will often lend a hand.
"Mr. Blood," a stern, all-business, female voice says, awakening you from your trance. "I've come to see you about a diamond."
