Doc Doctor

CREEPING DEATH (Nobody Vs. Doc)

Arena-



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Castle of the Immortals CLOSED REBBOTED

@AlicePleasanceLiddell

Mahzun stopped and allowed the conversation to end on that note. If Aurora kept walking without him, he'd watch her as she left, anger simmering in his weasily guts. There was no way in hell he was going to actually change, least of all for his sister. He turned to glide back into the depths of the castle, claws flexing with discontent. Mahzun more or less had an entire floor to himself, with no lights, scant windows (all of which were boarded over), and countless hallways and doors. Some doors opened into hallways which looped back around in semi-circles, twining together into a banded maze of dead ends. The carpet was plush and soft, but the floorboards beneath it squeaky and uneven. Only a vampire could quickly traverse the floor without a sound. Every wall was lined with surreal paintings commissioned many hundreds of years ago, crafted by human hands. They portrayed the landscapes of dreams, and of nightmares.

My Hider

At the center of the whole mess, was Mahzun's room. The old vampire stopped in front of his door and removed a long brass key from his cloak. There was a heavy ratcheting sound as several tumblers were shifted. A crack of black opened up, and Mahzun slipped through. The crack disappeared. Within the pitch black confines of his quarters, Mahzun lay stretched haphazardly across a black velvet couch, naked, belly still grossly distended. Of course there was a coffin in there, and a fine one at that, but it wasn't time to sleep yet. First he had to think. Mahzun plucked at thoughts, rolled them around in his bony claws, considering them. There was always more than one way to skin a cat, and over the years he had become quite excellent at thinking on his toes.
The others considered Mahzun to be an emaciated, rabid dog of sorts, a mentally and physically diseased recluse meant to be looked upon with pity at best, and revulsion at worst. That was how Mahzun liked it. Few knew the truth, because they didn't like seeing it. He had spent his life not supping on fine wines and making witty, polite banter, nor posing in elegant clothes. He had lived, still lived, the life of a hunter and killer, and had feasted on more nutritious blood than virtually any other vampire, rivaled only by George. Mahzun had gorged himself at every opportunity, whereas his kin had exercised restraint. But again, there was still George.
Mahzun could see that George knew the putrid power that one could gain by killing and drinking. Mahzun considered the usefulness of the assassin, and suddenly like a blossoming flower, a plan came to Mahzun. One that could be the end of all their troubles...

@Cuccoruler

Feon would be able to hear the ringing of the servant's bell, coming from Mahzun's quarters. He had never been allowed in the room, permitted just to stand outside in order to hear the old vampire's voice. When he eventually did so, he'd hear the following;

"Feon. That is you? Tell George to come to my room. I will be speaking with him shortly."

Yu-Gi-Oh Soul R (Still Accepting)

@Prostagma

Fuubi fell to his knees, sparkling tears streaming down his cheeks, rivers of snot cascading beautifully down his chin.

"She is right... MY SHOWMANSHIP HAS FAILED!! I wasn't ENTERTAINING AT ALL."

He toppled onto his face and passed out.

Arena Chat Thread

@ImportantNobody

I'll make the thread tomorrow.

Castle of the Immortals CLOSED REBBOTED

@AlicePleasanceLiddell@Cuccoruler

"Until we meet again George."

Mahzun moved up beside the Queen and kept stride with her, hunched over so they could speak face to face on the same level. It was about the most generous thing Mahzun had done in his life. His breath was coppery and sickly sweet, like a gaping wound festering with a wet fever.

"You have actual feelings for the bloodbags. That is dangerous. Were the hierarchy reversed, would they give us mercy? Consider that, Aurora. You do not need to waste brainpower on such petty things."

"Or, perhaps..."

Mahzun allowed a wry smile, one that conveyed good humor, even though there was no humor in his eyes.

"This is your way of making yourself feel better about being a murderer? Even in this pathetically gentle age, do you think your existence bring no sorrow to the humans?"

Arena Chat Thread

@ImportantNobody

Yes. It would absolutely kill the pigs for them to hit another living creature at such speeds. KAMIKAZEEEEEE-

*Cough*

Sorry. But yeah, let's just have them fight. Since you'll be playing a chick, I doubt her first instinct will be fuzzy animal genocide when she sees the little guys multiplying.

Arena Chat Thread

Hey, who wants to fight!? I got a new OC to try out. It's a simple but fun concept.

Name: The Uniformity



Race: Mutant Guinea Pig

Abilities: Able to fly at high speed, approximately 130 miles per hour, can generate infinite amounts of guinea pigs from itself, at a rate of one pig per second. Each pig has the same powers.

History: In an underground laboratory some foolish doctor (me) injected a humble guinea pig with a radioactive serum. It killed the doctor by burrowing into his various holes and then broke out, to cause mass chaos.

ALL HOPE IS GONE (Xavier Vs. Auz)

@Xavier Bloodbayne

Auz was dealt a mortal blow, however, he had the initiative to pierce Xavier's skull, holding his opponent's head in place with the sword and driving the thin blade home with not just the muscles in his abdomen, but in his arm and legs as well. Were such to occur, then Auz would slump to the ground, losing huge amounts of blood. He'd have just enough time for that farewell he promised.

"Sorry to have 'holed' you up for so long, bastard. I know it was a 'stab' in the dark... UGHHHH..."

*Sad death scene music began playing as Auz gacked, camera view panning up high to get a bird's eye view of the dead*

Yu-Gi-Oh Soul R (Still Accepting)

@Prostagma

"Then how about this!? BERSERKER SOOOOUUUL!!"

Fuubi immediately slammed down a quick play spell card. Suddenly, the Magical Merchant's eyes turned red. Its body began to grow, swelling with corded muscle, thorax sprouting spiked ridges. As it reached a height of nine feet, each of its six arms arched into its backpack and in turn, neatly removed a thick, gilded dagger.

"At the price of sending my hand to the grave, I can use the deadliest spell card in the game... And now, I chain Volcanic Scatter shot, who was in my discarded hand!"

Fuubi jammed his last cards into the Graveyard. The scattershot he sent would lauch a sudden fireball out of the grave to inflict 500 damage to Marina.

"I can send up to eight cards from the top of my deck to the Graveyard, and for each monster sent, YOU TAKE 500 DAMAGE! HEEEEAAAAAUUUUBLBLBLBAUUUGHH!!!"

With a mad battle cry, Fuubi began viciously drawing cards. With each monster he drew and flung to the Graveyard, Magical Merchant would aim a jagged slice at Marina with one of its many daggers.

Each monster sent seemed radically different from the next, as if there were no common theme to Fuubi's deck. A submarine, a white furred monster, a woman in a jumpsuit, another scattershot (delivering a second 500 lp fireball to Marina's life points), a goblin in what seemed to be a ninja gi, a heavily armored robot, and at last a spell card, forcing the chaotic barrage to a smoking halt and potentially leaving Marina void of life points.

Yu-Gi-Oh Soul R (Still Accepting)

@Prostagma
@Ammokkx

"Not at the merchant! Look at my deck!"

As the monster's effect occurred, Fuubi's deck began shrinking as absolutely ridiculous amounts of cards were sent to the graveyard. After a full sixteen monsters were milled, Fuubi finally drew a spell. He flashed it at Marina so she could see its color.

Now as a chain, several effects will take place! First... Sylvan Komushroomo! Its effect lets me destroy a trap or spell on your side of the field!"

If Fuubi destroyed Marina's trap without a hitch, then he'd carry on.

"Next, Sylvan Marshaleaf activates! Its effect destroys one of your monsters, leaving you wide open for my mightiest attack! MAGICAL MERCHANT, ATTACK WITH YOUR HORRIFYING SIX-ARMED SEXUAL ASSAULT!!"

If Marina's field was cleared, the insect would jog up to her and begin making lewd gestures at her with its many arms, unleashing the full power of its pathetic 200 ATK.