A few years have passed by as Kureji the Crazy rocker had been encased by the Creeping Crystal that his foster father had put him in to preserve his own goals. However, as time would pass, chakra energies would surround the crystallized Kureji. He was deep inside of one of many of Akkuma's labs, when researchers have noticed a sudden spike of chakra energies coming from the crystalline statue. Many of the researchers have heard about Kureji, one of the foster children of Akkuma that had been quite active in the past few years. Though with how he ended up in here, some half expected Kureji to go on a rampage, the other half hoped that he would be chill.
Encased in his crystal prison, Kureji had been aware of things. He had focused his own mind, casting off the idea of raising the dead and going back to something that he is more familiar with. One's own mind can be fragile. Even stuck like this, some of the researchers had gotten an uneasy feeling just even being around the statue. And then it happened, nearly all at once. A few of the researchers started to scream out in terror, when nothing was there. Others had their heads burst like balloons. But the ones that are left, seen the Creeping Crystal statue of Kureji start to crack. It started little by little, until it all came crashing down. The people who look at Kureji would see that he still had some crystals covering parts of his body, most notably, a good portion of the left side of his face. His hair turned blue, along with his eyes... They seemed nearly soulless with nothing but an eerie blue glow that comes from them.
The rocker flexed his hands and cracked his neck. He noticed that some of the crystals were permanently on his body now, and he surmised that if he tried to get them off, it would end up doing more damage to him than anything else. Swallowing his own saliva as he breathed in fresh air, he instantly coughed up blood. He could feel the jagged stones of crystals in his throat as well... Wincing but showing a wicked grin. "Well... I'll have to thank Father for making me feel so alive." He casually walked over to where his stuff was being kept, conveniently in the next room over, and grabbed some of the stuff. One, a microphone that he had specially made. And two, a new set of clothes to rock this style. Everything else he left. Including a book that Akkuma had given him. Should Akkuma come across this lab, he would find that it looks like a scene straight out of a horror movie, the type that the scientists messed up and their creation killed them type of way. Along with that, he would find the book that he had given to his son was now torn to pieces with blue crystals all over the place. It would be evident that these crystals were not used to kill, but it seemed to be almost... part of Kureji.
(Topic made/left)
(mft)
(1 hr run time)
Encased in his crystal prison, Kureji had been aware of things. He had focused his own mind, casting off the idea of raising the dead and going back to something that he is more familiar with. One's own mind can be fragile. Even stuck like this, some of the researchers had gotten an uneasy feeling just even being around the statue. And then it happened, nearly all at once. A few of the researchers started to scream out in terror, when nothing was there. Others had their heads burst like balloons. But the ones that are left, seen the Creeping Crystal statue of Kureji start to crack. It started little by little, until it all came crashing down. The people who look at Kureji would see that he still had some crystals covering parts of his body, most notably, a good portion of the left side of his face. His hair turned blue, along with his eyes... They seemed nearly soulless with nothing but an eerie blue glow that comes from them.
The rocker flexed his hands and cracked his neck. He noticed that some of the crystals were permanently on his body now, and he surmised that if he tried to get them off, it would end up doing more damage to him than anything else. Swallowing his own saliva as he breathed in fresh air, he instantly coughed up blood. He could feel the jagged stones of crystals in his throat as well... Wincing but showing a wicked grin. "Well... I'll have to thank Father for making me feel so alive." He casually walked over to where his stuff was being kept, conveniently in the next room over, and grabbed some of the stuff. One, a microphone that he had specially made. And two, a new set of clothes to rock this style. Everything else he left. Including a book that Akkuma had given him. Should Akkuma come across this lab, he would find that it looks like a scene straight out of a horror movie, the type that the scientists messed up and their creation killed them type of way. Along with that, he would find the book that he had given to his son was now torn to pieces with blue crystals all over the place. It would be evident that these crystals were not used to kill, but it seemed to be almost... part of Kureji.
(Topic made/left)
(mft)
(1 hr run time)