Up from the Grave [Korra]

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Daikon	Daikon was a criminal, one of the richest and most successful criminals in the known world. He had a criminal empire that spanned across all four nations and enough money to run one of them for a few years. But he was a man who was very easily bored. Making money was dull. Murdering people was dull. He craved fun, he longed for excitement and this came in the form of a humble Guard Captain named Aveline. Tormenting her and watching her scramble to try and stop her world from crashing around her was exhilarating. So much so that he left everything else behind, just to destroy the one thing that made her life bearable…her adopted daughter Korra. It had been six years since the night Daikon perfectly faked his death. To Aveline and Korra, the nightmare was over. To Daikon, the fun was only starting. Daikon was as patient as he was mad; he stayed in hiding for six years. He didn’t even murder anyone during that time, which was especially tough. But Aveline needed to believe he was gone for his plan to work, and the thought of destroying her was all he needed to sustain him. The next stage of his plan began on Korra’s sixteenth birthday. He infiltrated Gaoling once more, this time without his mask. He got a job as a cook at Korra’s school, and bought a house opposite Aveline’s. He was now in position to start his torment of Korra. Being a genius at alchemy, Daikon had developed a certain drug which heightened the senses and caused paranoia in its victims. He used it to drug Korra, every day as she came for her lunch. He then gave her paranoia stimulus, in the form of him stalking her relentlessly, allowing himself to be seen donning his terrifying mask for all but a moment before he disappeared again into shadows. This continued for a good six months. Daikon made it so that Korra wouldn’t be sure of what was going on with her. He wanted her to doubt what she saw at first and condition her to believe that she was slowly losing her mind. He made extra effort to ensure that only Korra saw him, everyone else had to think she was seeing things. After six months, he upped his game. He would sneak into Aveline’s house, very warily of Aveline of course, and stand beside Korra as she slept, waiting for hours until she woke up screaming at the sight of him. He would then quickly slip out and vanish into the shadows before Aveline could arrive. His torment of Korra went on for a year. He played on her childhood fears and terrorized her sleeping and waking hours. He was never seen by anyone other than Korra and kept pushing her closer and closer to her breaking point. Soon he would make his play…
Mood: Insane Condition: Perfect	Daikon

Subject: Re: Up from the Grave [Korra] Fri Jan 02, 2015 11:34 pm

Korra Tonraizi	Paranoia... it had never truly stopped gripping Korra since that fateful day years ago when she was 9, and had been abducted by that monster of a man. She could put it behind her for a little bit, the nightmares would always inevitably return. It was made worse by the fact that she continued to see him, and was not sure if she was hallucinating or if it was real. Aveline never seemed to get there in time though, and so it made the young waterbender more and more nerve-racked. Aveline's limit on how much of it she could take was drawing ever nearer--not that she had anything against the child, but her worrying made Aveline worrying, and it was harder on Aveline because she was not even certain if Korra was actually seeing things or if it was just post-traumatic stress disorder kicking in already. A breaking point was near, and only time would tell when it would come.
Mood: Paranoid Condition: Jumpy	Link: Korra

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Daikon	Korra’s breaking point was very close; Daikon even started suspecting that she might have begun contemplating suicide. He couldn’t have that of course; he still needed his pawn to break Aveline. And so Daikon had to quickly move on to the next stage of his plan. After a year of tormenting and drugging Korra, Daikon forged a note, requesting that she stay after school for a meeting with the Headmaster and Aveline. She was led to believe that Aveline had already been told and would meet her there. Daikon allowed the school to be emptied fully before he made his way to the classroom where Korra waited alone. He slipped his mask on and nonchalantly walked into the room, locking the door behind him. “Good afternoon Korra!” he said in a terrifying voice from behind his mask, “my but you have GROWN!”
Mood: Insane Condition: Perfect	Daikon

Subject: Re: Up from the Grave [Korra] Sat Jan 03, 2015 8:57 pm

Korra Tonraizi	Korra didn't suspect much in terms of what the note might have been. Perhaps the headmaster wanted to speak to her about her marks? they were in pretty sorry shape as things stood, because when one was so paranoid, it led to sleepless nights and a lack of focus, both of which made academic performance suffer. She knew he was a busy man though, and so as the school quieted down, she wondered what he was up to, since she was waiting in the room alone, tapping her foot or adjusting her skirt or jacket or something. right as she was growing curious, she heard footsteps, and so she stayed put and sat up straight. However, what she saw threw her into a frenzy. as the door clicked and the masked madman came in, Korra shrieked, falling right out of her chair and scrambling to the corner of the room--since there were no windows and he was blocking the door. "GET AWAY FROM ME!" she screamed, clearly terrified.
Mood: Terrified! Condition: Panicky!	Link: Korra

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Daikon	Daikon leaned forward as Korra frantically stumbled backwards and rested his hands on his knees. “My my Korra…why it looks like you’ve seen…well…a ghost!” said Daikon before erupting into a very unnerving and maniacal laugh. It took a moment for Daikon to compose himself and then he simply stared at Korra in silence for a few moments before sitting down on a nearby chair. Daikon leaned back and placed his feet up on the nearby desk. “Now you look like a girl BURNING with questions… Go ahead, I’m all ears! We got the WHOLE day to ourselves now you and I…”
Mood: Insane Condition: Perfect	Daikon

Subject: Re: Up from the Grave [Korra] Mon Jan 05, 2015 12:32 pm

Korra Tonraizi	Korra's arms were against the two walls that met to form the corner, her feet sliding against the floor as she continued to try and push back, as if this would somehow make the corner of the room farther away from where Daikon sat. her motions got swifter and swifter before she lost her footing and tumbled onto her butt, unintentionally giving a half decent show of her (rather nice) legs. She scrambled up onto a counter, huddled in a ball, shaking with fright, her eyes never leaving Daikon's even for a moment. there was a part of that that wanted to just bellow and scream, but at the same time, she couldn't even bring herself to do that. her mouth wouldn't move--she was terrified.
Mood: Terrified! Condition: Panicky!	Link: Korra

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Daikon	Daikon waited for a response, instead Korra just huddled into a ball, scared speechless. “Now what good is shivering like a leaf going to do you? Use your words! Speak! It’s really not that hard!” chuckled Daikon. “Look I’ll tell you what I know you are probably thinking…No you are not crazy, I am not a figment of your imagination.” Daikon tilted his head at Korra and stood up, he slowly lifted his arm to his mask and pulled it off, setting it on the table. With his real face exposed, he leaned in close to the terrified young waterbender. “Korra, despite what you think, I am not here to hurt you, I am here to help you...” He whispered in her ear. “I see your fright and terror, you are tormented…and no one, not Aveline, not your friends, no one can understand it…they can’t help you…” he whispered as he softly placed his hand on her back. “but I can help you, I can make the pain end. I can make the torment stop. ..” Daikon grinned to himself; he knew that she was emotionally vulnerable. Even the drugs he had been using lately on her lately were specially designed to make her more suggestible. All he had to do was offer her a way out, he was sure she would take it; he had a knack for understanding how the mind worked. “I was just like you once, until I was set free…”
Mood: Insane Condition: Perfect	Daikon

Subject: Re: Up from the Grave [Korra] Tue Jan 06, 2015 6:24 am

Korra Tonraizi	"L-leave me alone..." Korra whimpered, when prompted to speak. That was about as good as her speaking would get at this point, since she was not about to magically overcome her fears. "What do you want from me?" she whimpered, "what did I do to you to deserve this? what can I do to make it stop?" she had nothing to offer that she knew of, except perhaps her own life. was that what he wanted? Why did he want her? Perhaps she would find out. She knew it would not be pretty at all though...
Mood: Worried Condition: Shaken	Link: Korra

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Daikon	Daikon grinned to himself as Korra spoke. Everything was going according to plan. He sat down beside the girl who was still huddled up in a ball. “I knew from the moment I met you Korra, that you were different. Just like me. You see for all these years, Aveline has lied to you. She calls me insane…but you know what insanity is Korra? It is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result. She was a Guard Captain, and day in and day out she arrested criminal scum expecting that there would eventually be an end…but there will never be. You see she was stuck in the endless cycle…as is everyone else. But not me…you see I found the secret…I found out how to overcome the vicious cycle of life. I threw off my chains and my torment ended…and you could do the same…give in Korra…stop trying to let order prevail and let chaos take control…let your base desires rule your life and not the laws of the greedy and corrupt. The order society imposes is an illusion. It is not good, or just. It is corrupt…everything is corrupt, the sooner you realise this the sooner you will see that chaos is the only truth, and chaos will set you free…” He paused and grinned, “Justice, peace and order are all fake. To follow them is to truly be insane. No matter what you try…the outcomes will always be the same. The only things that are true in this life…are passion, strength, power and freedom…and if you let me…I will teach you…I will show you how to shed your shackles of fear and desperation and you will feel the rush of the freedom of chaos for the first time!” He held out his hand to her. “What say you?”
Mood: Insane Condition: Perfect	Daikon

Subject: Re: Up from the Grave [Korra] Tue Jan 06, 2015 2:00 pm

Korra Tonraizi	Korra sighed, first letting one leg out of the ball, and then the other, letting them dangle off the counter on which she was perched. "And then..." she spoke up after listening to everything that was said. it was a lot to take in, but while Korra's mind was a fractured place full of instability and doubt, she was actually a very brilliant-minded young woman. Her marks in school suffered because of her stress and paranoia, but that was brought on by the man in front of her. "...and then will it all go away?" she pleaded. "If I accept it... will it all go away?" Assuming that Daikon would tell her affirmatively, it would be in this moment that Korra extended her hand to take his. If he was offering her a way out, she wanted it. She didn't think of what the consequences might be, but it was better than being stalked and terrified for the rest of her life. She wanted to let those fears and horrors go, and just embrace the void...
Mood: Worried Condition: Shaken	Link: Korra

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Daikon	Daikon’s body surged with a sort of malicious joy at Korra’s words. He had her now. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath before answering: “Yes…yes it will Korra…” he said taking the young ladies hand in his. He helped her up and gave her a nod. “The void awaits, your soul is ready to be set free…” he whispered as he let go of her hand and walked over to a nearby closet. Daikon unlocked the door and slowly opened it, revealing quite an obese man who proceeded to tumble out of it. He was tied up and gagged but Korra would recognise him as her principal. “This man caused you great pain Korra.” Started Daikon as he walked around the sobbing principal, “When your grades started to fail he ‘expressed concern’ to Aveline, but he never understood what you were going through…he didn’t get you…he is part of a system that abandoned you when you needed help…and he thought you were crazy when you told him of your torment…” Daikon now slowly scooped up his mask and secured it onto the principles face. “You want your freedom? You want your life? It must be paid for…a life…for a life…” he continued as he tossed Korra a dagger. “Let the chaos in, here stands your nightmare before you…let all your fear, your hate, your rage and regret flow through you and kill this abomination that has tried to cage you! Tried to keep you from reaching your full potential! ” urged Daikon, his voice gradually becoming louder and louder. “He ridiculed you Korra! He thought you were crazy! Show him! Be free! Let all your passion make you strong and thrust that blade into him over and over again until all your fear subsides!” He shouted at the top of his lungs, pressuring her to act quickly and without thinking. “Kill him and you will be reborn! You will be Free!!!”
Mood: Insane Condition: Perfect	Daikon

Subject: Re: Up from the Grave [Korra] Wed Jan 07, 2015 2:52 pm

Korra Tonraizi	Not to say that Korra was a bit surprised at the identity of the hostage in the room (and of course, the fact that there was a hostage in the room at all) but... she was surprised at who Daikon had managed to capture. "But my delusions..." Korra slowly, listening to Daikon as the trembling man shook his head. "they weren't delusions..." she was admittedly also getting more uncomfortable by the moment as she saw the mask again that had so terrifyingly haunted her as a child. "I..." she began, clutching the dagger. "I wasn't lying..." she paused, and for a moment the masked victim seemed to speak to her. "you are delusional... crazy... paranoid over nothing. There is no masked murderer out to get you... you just refuse to stay focused... I can't handle such a disruptive student..." "I wasn't lying!" Korra screamed with a slash of the knife. "I WASN'T LYING! I WASN'T LYING! I WASN'T LYING!" slash after slash marred the victim's body, and soon there was no denying that he was dead. she fell to her knees, crying. "I... told you... I... wasn't... lying..." she sobbed, her right hand now covered in blood. she knelt there on the floor, softly sobbing as she felt the relief surge through her.
Mood: Unstable Condition: Unstable	Link: Korra

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Daikon	Daikons lifeless eyes followed the blade as Korra swung it at her principal. Every slash made him shiver in enjoyment, he relished every sweet second. Soon the deed was done. The principal who was squealing like a pig only a few moments ago now lay in a pool of his own blood, with Korra on her knees beside him. Daikon slowly walked up to Korra. “Good. He didn’t believe you, refused to help you and now you punished him.” Daikon then pulled out a small vial of liquid and offered it to Korra. “Here my dear...for your nerves,” he whispered. His offer may have seemed kind, but it had a diabolic purpose, he was about to recondition Korra, by associating her giving into her base passions with pleasure unimaginable. The liquid in the vial was a powerful drug. If Korra drank it she would feel an intense sense of euphoria and waves of drug induced bliss come over her. “You are now free…” he whispered to her, gently brushing the blood-stained bangs of hair out of her face in a surprisingly loving way, “You have done so well, and I am proud…tell me sweetie…are you still afraid?” he asked in a honeyed voice. If one thing matched Daikon’s malicious cunning, it was his acting.
Mood: Insane Condition: Perfect	Daikon

Subject: Re: Up from the Grave [Korra] Thu Jan 08, 2015 12:50 pm

Korra Tonraizi	Korra sighed, still on her knees, otherwise fairly unsure how to act anymore. Was this what freedom felt like--was being a murderer what it took? Her nerves were a bit rattled, and she seemed aware enough that she had just ended someone's life. Who was the truly guilty one in this situation though--the drugged youngster who took the life, or the man responsible for messing up her mind? Without giving it much thought, Korra stood up, took the vial and quickly drained it. it was strong, and made her shudder. she sighed gently before running her hands over her body as if feeling the surge of bliss flow through her. She closed her eyes and let it all slip away. "No... I am not afraid." she nodded softly. "I am finally... happy..."
Mood: Unstable Condition: Unstable	Link: Korra

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Daikon	Daikon couldn’t help but let out a laugh, years of planning and patience and the moment had finally arrived. He had Korra, body and soul. Now all that was left was for him to mould her into a mirror image of himself and send her back to Aveline. Of course, this would take a few months to accomplish, but he had all the time in the world. Daikon took Korra’s hands in his and stroked them in a comforting way. “I can teach you to never fear again, I can unlock passions and desires hidden deep within your soul, I can give you a taste pleasures you can’t even imagine…but first, you need to pledge yourself to me and my teachings…swear to serve me, your new master, and I shall reward you…this feeling you are experiencing now…is just the beginning! Forget your past, for only pains and torment remains there and allow me to help you find your peace and happiness once more!”
Mood: Insane Condition: Perfect	Daikon

Subject: Re: Up from the Grave [Korra] Thu Jan 08, 2015 11:20 pm

Korra Tonraizi	Maybe she had learned it from a particularly beautiful Fire Lady, but Korra found it particularly comforting as her hands were stroked. "show me... teach me everything. if I can be free of the horrors, I will do anything. I pledge whatever loyalty and service this freedom requires... help me... save me..." she paused, putting her hands on Daikon's shoulders. "I need more... can you give it to me? I am thirsty..." perhaps a side-effect of the drug was that she wanted more--at least in this moment here and now. "and where do we go from here? what do we do?" She didn't imagine that they would linger here. If they got caught... well, more people would die, perhaps. Korra didn't really think that far ahead though...
Mood: Unstable Condition: Unstable	Link: Korra

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Daikon	Daikon stared at Korra with eyes full of desire and let his hands softly grip her feminine shoulders. He then let his hands moved downwards, sensually feeling down her sides before his hands rested on her butt, squeezing it in a violating, yet very erotic manner. He knew the drugs would make it feel fifty times better than normal, besides this he had an almost irresistible aura about him, mysterious and powerful. It was how he coerced many women to fall head over heels for him. “I will give you more…not now but soon. There is still one more lesson for today, and if you survive, I will be waiting to give you every desire of your heart.” He chuckled. “Now we need to get you ready for your next step in your road to enlightenment.” He said as he suddenly began tearing some of her clothes, making it look like she had been in a fight. “A small rip here, a little tear here…hmm, let’s show some more leg, and some stomach, oh and the best of all a little cleavage!” Korra’s uniform had gone from modest, to borderline nakedness. Sure it looked like she was assaulted by a madman, but it was done in such a way that all her womanly features were very visible. “Sex my dear! Sex is your ticket to getting whatever you want in the world! Never underestimate the power an exquisite creature like yourself can exert over men!” smirked Daikon, “move in the right way, talk in the right tone and show enough skin and you can have any man eating out of your hands! Just remember, that although you can have any man you want…I am the only one that your charms won’t work on…and that makes you want me even more!” he laughed, still brainwashing her as he went along. “Now we don’t want good old Aveline finding out what happened here, so we are going to have to frame someone else for this! I know it’s a pity we can’t give you the credit, but it is vital we aren’t caught and that Aveline doesn’t suspect that I still live. So I am going to leave, and you are going to use your feminine charms to lure a guardsman here…and kill him. You will then plant evidence to show there was a struggle and a fight that caused both men to die of their wounds…the dagger you used just so happens to be a guardsman dagger, but the rest you will have to figure out yourself…and I have no doubt a smart girl such as yourself can do it! When you are done, meet me at this address,” said Daikon as he handed her a scrap of paper, “I’ll be waiting to give you a proper reward,” he said licking his lips, “Oh…and one more thing… Do not disappoint your new master… if you do, I shall ensure your torments return to you tenfold!” With that, Daikon turned and left the room, scooping up his mask and whistling a happy little tune…
Mood: Insane Condition: Perfect	Daikon

Subject: Re: Up from the Grave [Korra] Fri Jan 09, 2015 5:44 pm

Korra Tonraizi	Korra remained utterly unfazed as Daikon tore her clothes and practically stripped her to her underwear. while she suffered academically due to her stress and trauma, she was still in great physical shape despite all the drugging--Daikon apparently knew his craft so well that he could make concoctions that only affected the brain without detrimenting the body--and it showed as he admired Korra's nearly-naked form. On the other hand, Korra was not stupid--quite the opposite in fact, the girl had an absolutely brilliant mind. Thus, when she was given instructions, she knew what to do, and would carry them out with efficiency. She was in a lusty mood now, and so it didn't take too long to find someone who lusted after her beautiful body. She did not speak, but simply winked, beckoning with a "come hither" type of motion, leading him towards the room where she would murder him. "Close your eyes..." she whispered, guiding him into the room before closing the door. She put his hands on her body, whispering for him to feel her skin, and remove any clothing that got in his way. his hands lingered below her waist for a while, ridding her of anything below her breasts sans her socks and shoes. however, soon they got some loving too as Korra was stripped naked and felt up. she moaned pleasurably, acting the part (okay, so maybe it wasn't acting) as her hands slipped around the knife. moments later, she finished the job, stabbing and lacerating the man enough times that he didn't get to do much more than groan a few times as he keeled over. Korra took off, running through back alleys completely butt-naked, until she reached the address that Daikon had given her. "It's done." she told him simply, before grinning sweetly, wiggling her hips.
Mood: Murderous Condition: Naked	Link: Korra

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Daikon	Daikon waited at the address he gave Korra, mulling over the events of the day. All had proceeded according to plan, which was to be expected of course as the plan originated in the genius yet insane mind of the greatest criminal mastermind the world had ever seen. When Korra returned Daikon looked straight into her eyes before he would go on to admire her sensuous naked form. “Yes…” he hissed in pleasure, “that is the look of a murderer I see in your eyes.” He continued as he stood up. “I see you took my advice about sex…decided to show off all your assets did you?” he grimaced as his hands reached up and took hold of her breasts. “I am very pleased with you Korra, and now as promised…I’ll give you want you want…close your eyes now, and let your passions flow…” Hours passed as Daikon satisfied himself with Korra who had fallen under his vile spell. He ravaged her viciously, much to the pleasure of her now twisted mind and lustful body. When he was done with her, he stood up and walked over to his lab and began working. “Now that you have had your reward, the next step of our journey will commence. Tonight, I will perform a secret ritual and unlock your immortality.” In a way, Daikon wasn’t lying, but the truth was that Daikon’s true intentions were vile indeed. By Korra’s immortality, he actually meant his own…
Mood: Insane Condition: Perfect	Daikon

Subject: Re: Up from the Grave [Korra] Sat Jan 10, 2015 5:10 am

Korra Tonraizi	Korra purred, swaying her butt-naked form in front of Daikon, letting her breasts and nipples show in all their exposed beauty. "I did what I had to do..." she purred, writhing in his touch, enjoying the feelings of his hands on her skin, "and I was successful. no one will ever suspect a thing." when told to close her eyes and let her passions flow, the naked waterbender, took a deep breath, sighing gently as Daikon too her for his own, ravaging her in all of the best of ways--or so her body told her, perhaps from all the drugging. Whatever the case, the young woman didn't at all seem distressed about it--quite the opposite, she seemed quite pleased when all was said and done. "rrrrr..." Korra purred, "tell me what I need to do..." she was still butt-naked except those schoolgirl socks and shoes, but she was clearly not objecting it.
Mood: Murderous Condition: Naked	Link: Korra

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Daikon	Daikon didn’t even look back at Korra as she spoke; instead he continued mixing ingredients in what looked like a very advanced lab. “You can start by getting that naked little ass of yours over here… you still have much to learn, and you can start with alchemy.” Said Daikon as he held out a list for her to take, “this is a list of common reagents you will begin with, each have a different effect which is stated on the list,” continued Daikon as he carried on with his own work. “at its simplest, alchemy requires a base ingredient like water or strong alcohol, to be mixed with the active ingredient or ingredients. By now your body is probably craving another hit, so you are going make recipe three on the list, with the ingredients over there, and then you are going to administer it to yourself via that needle over there. Remember, any alchemical mixture works much better when directly administered through the bloodstream, but it is much more difficult to administer to victims in practice. I myself love using the spine of my victims as the administration point…the pain they experience is just refreshing to watch.” Daikon stopped talking for a moment as he performed a delicate measurement before continuing, “the mix you are going to be making is a stimulant…you will take in information and retain it much easier. Much better for learning wouldn’t you say? Oh and one more thing. Follow the measurements exactly…remember, often the difference between medicine and poison…is the dose.” It wasn’t long before night had fallen, and Daikon motioned for Korra to stop what she was doing and join him in his room. His room, which he had modified for the ritual, now had strange symbols written in blood all over the walls and floor. There were also strange idols around the room, most of which looked like relics from the Sun Warriors. The room felt strange to stand in, as if something wasn’t quite right. The shadows moved oddly and the light seemed dark. The air was thick and the sound of eerie whispers emanated all around. Daikon stood in the center of the room, with his mask on and gestured for Korra to sit at his feet. Daikon grinned menacingly behind his mask as he held up a small black vial for the beautiful girl to see. “This potion will induce a trance and transport you to the spirit world,” whispered Daikon, “there you will enter my domain…the fog of madness. It can drive the strongest wills mad and trap them there forever…but not yours…you have your freedom now…you have embraced chaos. Find me in the fog amidst the poor unfortunate souls trapped there…and I will give you my gift.”
Mood: Insane Condition: Perfect	Daikon

Subject: Re: Up from the Grave [Korra] Mon Jan 12, 2015 10:48 pm

Korra Tonraizi	Korra giggled and scampered over to him, either oblivious to the fact that she didn't have hardly a stitch on her body, or maybe she simply enjoyed the freedom it offered. she listened to the instructions with attentive interest, knowing full well that if she succeeded, she would be able to go on another one of those highs that she was craving at the moment. Surprisingly, Korra's dosage of the stimulant was spot-on, as if further proving that she was in fact, a very brilliant mind. it put her on a nice relaxing high as she stabbed herself in the back, and life was good again. when she was instructed to join him for the ritual, she did just that, sitting cross-legged in front of him, not entirely sure what was going on, herself. she nodded and listened, before taking the vial and downing its contents. Her head soon swirled around, and so did her surroundings, before she found herself in a very different place. She was surrounded by fog, and by numerous concourses of people, some more vocal than others. One of the most prominent of these was a young man who looked like a Firelord. he was murmuring something about how his death was outrageous and uncalled for. Korra stopped to listen. "How dare they execute me... all I did was start a war based on a mere whim and force everyone to bow before my might... I am the god of this world! I AM FIRELORD NOVAI! I AM THE ULTIMATE AUTHORITY! I HAVE SENIORITY!" he paused, glancing at Korra. "YOU!" he gasped, "you're HER! that topless Avatar!" "Go away." Korra pushed him down, where he went back to brooding and eating dirt and muttering about how he was entitled to take over whatever he wanted. Korra rolled her eyes and kept walking. the next fellow she ran into that was particularly noisy was an earthbending kid that looked absolutely pathetic. He had his hand in a big bucket of glue, and seemed to be eating it. "I'm not a beginner..." he whined, "I'm a master at my own style! I am able to bend anything that touches the earth! I command spirits! I--" "You're an idiot." Korra told him bluntly, still trying to find Daikon. "NO!" he burst into tears. "all of my ideas were good ones, I swear! they just did... more... damage and weren't... actually... productive?" he asked hopefully, glue dribbling down his ugly face. "get out of my way." Korra pushed him over too, but not before noticing that he wore a "hi my name is: Gysu" nametag. Why were so many people coming up to her? was it because she was new? She left Gysu to eat his glue in peace. she kept walking, also noticing some guy babbling about being in the past and present and future. He couldn't speak very well. "I was Kashikoi Kai. I am powerful and awesome. I went to the spirit world in three days and took a front row in the back of the army. One dark day in the middle of the night, I am going to broke the system..." "Good gods," Korra shoved her fist into the man's mouth, forcing him to swallow several teeth. "shut the fuck up." "DOES ANYONE KNOW WHERE I CAN FIND DAIKON!?" she yelled. She wanted that high--that freedom... of course, no one answered, but she was feeling that she was getting closer. She did, however, run into two more Waterbenders on the way through, who actually stopped her. "You!" the male one shouted, "you're not a Tallarico, are you?" "What if I am?" Korra rolled her eyes. "Then you're inferior to us Aowakas." the girl sneered. "last I checked," Korra quipped, "the avatar was alive and well, and you fucktards are down here eating paste." both of them gasped, throwing their bucket of paste aside, but accidentally just hitting each other. "YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS!" they rolled around on the ground helplessly flailing in their anger and licking the paste off of each other and the ground. Finally, after what seemed like ages, she found Daikon, heaving a sigh of relief. "that... was something." she groaned, "but I have arrived. what do you need me to do?"
Mood: Curious Condition: Naked; Spirit-y	Link: Korra

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Daikon	Daikon watched as Korra searched for him through the Fog of Lost Souls, and just as he had predicted, she was immune to its maddening effects. Despite the Fog of Lost Souls being an ancient part of the spirit world, Daikon had a strange effect on it. The fog seemed attracted to him. It both penetrated him and permeated from him in an odd way, as if it was a slave to his will. None of the afflicted souls within the fog bothered Daikon and he passed through effortlessly. Korra finally found him in the very middle of the fog where it was at its thickest. Daikon gestured with his hand and the fog instantly responded. It started to slowly swirl around the two individuals, creating a clearing of sorts in which Daikon and Korra could see each other in full. It was here that Daikon’s true form was revealed. His spirit form had no face, only the same terrifying mask. He was also much taller, and very thin with unnaturally long fingers and limbs. His long and tattered black coat billowed in the wind as the fog swirled behind and he looked menacingly down at Korra. “Well done Korra, you have proven immune to the fog’s effects, as I knew you would.” He said with a grin. Strangely, it seemed that his mask was in fact a part of his face in the spirit world. As he spoke… the mask’s abnormally wide grin moved as lips would, revealing a forked tongue and razor sharp teeth. When the young and naked waterbender who stood in front of Daikon’s terrifying form asked what she needed to do. Daikon simply smirked. “All you have to do is close your eyes… and let me in!” he said in an eager voice as his hands grabbed the sides of her head. Suddenly his hands began to glow a dark purple, releasing wisps of black smoke as they seemingly seared into her face. Daikon shook uncontrollably as he threw his head back in pleasure…after about thirty seconds of glorious anguish, Daikon suddenly let go, throwing Korra off to side. As his touch left Korra, she would have felt instant relief from the unbearable pain from a few moments ago only to be overtaken by a sense of utter bliss and contentment. She would remember little of the events that just unfolded, and would feel very weak for a few moments as she began to be drawn out of the spirit world. Korra would awaken in back in the physical world, with Daikon looming over her. “Welcome back my dear” he cackled, “you have done very well…” Daikon took hold of her head from behind her neck and pulled her close, slipping his tongue into her mouth for moment, kissing her lustfully before pulling away. “Now tell me…how do you feel?” he asked with an evil grin. Korra believed Daikon had now permanently freed her from her torment, but the truth was just the opposite. She had no idea just what Daikon had just done to her during the ritual and the amount suffering it would bring upon herself and the ones she loved later… Daikon remained on hand, waiting to answer any questions she might have had. Keeping in mind not to let slip his true purposes for her.
Mood: Insane Condition: Perfect	Daikon

Subject: Re: Up from the Grave [Korra] Tue Jan 13, 2015 12:53 pm

Korra Tonraizi	Maybe Daikon had drugged the emotions right out of Korra, but she was still not really feeling much of anything when all was said and done here. Granted, none of the entities that she had met along the way were deserving of much sympathy, and so perhaps it was a good thing that someone had killed them and made them pound sand or eat glue or whatever else they did. They did seem like quite the pathetic losers, after all. Maybe her spirit simply did not show fear, or was stronger than Korra realized, for even with Daikon's new menacing form that the little naked waterbender was gazing up at, she was unfazed and did not flinch. When told what to do, she closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. when he touched her however, her eyes shot open, even if she was too shocked to actually scream. the pain racked her entire body, and she was not sure if she would make it--but just when she thought it was over for her in terms of how much pain she could tolerate... it... well, ended. she felt herself get thrown back, where she lay motionless, breathing slowly. the world around her began to swirl, and suddenly she was back in the real world. after a particularly lusty kiss, Korra glanced up at him again. "I feel... calm. Liberated. Free..." she answered.
Mood: Tranquil Condition: Naked	Link: Korra

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Daikon	When Korra told Daikon how she felt, he grinned madly. “Yes!” he whispered in her ear as he pinned her down to the bed. “But your training is not yet done my little terror…” he continued, moving his lips down to her neck, sucking and nibbling her soft flesh. “you still have many things to learn and lots of murdering to do! But that can wait…for now…I am going to make you scream!” he cackled as he began to ravish the young lady in a very perverted and aggressive manner. Daikon's master plan had only just begun. Korra had no idea what was in store for her over the next few months.
Mood: Insane Condition: Perfect	Daikon

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