SavoHey I'm sorry, I'm going to have to drop out of this. I've just been incredibly tired lately because of college and stuff, meanwhile this just isn't as fun for me as it used to be. Sorry for wasting so much time, I wish everyone the best of luck though.
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The desk in front of him shattered as Henry slammed his fist into it, growling at the cowering salesperson behind the register. "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN THE PRICE IS 450 CREDITS?! THE SIGN SAYS 300 YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" This had been going for tne minutes and people were getting antsy as Henry got angrier and angrier. He had been discriminated against 8 different times in the past week alone, he was not going to stand for this bullshit anymore. Especially not over the price of some fucking fruit. Some police robots were heading for the register, looks like he was going to have to crack some skulls. The desk cracked loudly as Henry pressed down onto it harder, when a small whimper cut through his haze of fury. Henry turned around and saw a small child clinging to his mother's leg, both the child and mother terrified of the angry Demon in front of them as they tried to get grocery shopping done.
He sighed quietly and turned back to the desk, his eyes glowing as it repaired itself in a flash, as if nothing happened. "Fucking racists." Henry slapped a credit chip on the counter and walked away with his fruit as though nothing had happened, the police robots watching him closely as he exited the small building. He pulled his cloak to himself tightly and shivered, it was cold out tonight in Hyperion. But he had somewhere to be, so he pulled up his hood to cover his horns and continued on his path to Bastion's apartment. He passed by a drunk old man on the curb, he cursed at him and made threats but there were no actions taken. Henry frowned, everyday was a struggle to not decapitate some random idiot who overcharged him, or threw a rock at him as he minded his own business. he could've gotten away with that back in Hell. But this wasn't Hell.
Henry was just turning the corner to Bastion's apartment when he heard a familiar voice calling to see if they were home. He rounded the corner with basket in hand, seeing a stranger with the voice of Eos. Intriguing. Roma opened the door to answer, pulling the woman into what appeared to be a hug. Well this was certainly something Henry never expected to see. He hesitated before clearing his throat, hopefully grabbing everyone's attention as he held up his fruit basket peace offering. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything. But I brought snacks."
Rufus patted him on the shoulder as he walked by, a disgruntled frown flitting across Thomas's face for but a moment before his normal devious grin settled onto his visage. Rufus dumped everyone onto his couch via portals, yet by some miracle nobody landed on his wife. Thomas strolled over to the ratty couch and reclined in midair right next to it, looking upon Apia and Ghelgath to see what they would do next. He was not disappointed as Ghelgath tried to feign ignorance while Apia snuggled with Ghelgath's crotch like some low class whore. Victoire was quite vindictive when she put her mind to it, it was enough to make a man smile.
As Ghelgath attempted to push Apia off of him to get up, he would find a sudden pressure on his head as Thomas disappeared momentarily, pushing the back of his head into the floor with one foot while hefting his ludicrously sized axe over his right shoulder. His other arm reached out to Apia's head, pushing it harder into Ghelgath's crotch with a malicious grin on his face. "Nobody gave you permission to stand. So grovel and kneel like the worms you are." Thomas stepped off of Ghelgath and booted him in the ribs, flipping him over onto his stomach while at the same time throwing Apia off him and near Ira's feet. Ghelgath would feel his ribs crack from the force of the blow, he would likely be left wheezing on the floor for a bit regardless of how tough he may or may not be. "Nobody gave you permission to speak either, now shut up and listen while the important people talk." Once again Thomas vanished in a burst of speed, hovering behind Dana with the axe nowhere to be seen. He had both his hands behind his head in a manner similar to someone lying in a recliner, lazily watching the show unfold as Victoire explained her plans.
'Bold claims there Bordeaux. It would look pretty bad if Hell took a loss for no reason, what guarantee do you have that you can back up your word?' Thomas thought to himself quietly as he stared her down, an occasional giggle slipping from his mouth every now and then.
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Hmm, I dunno... we might need that age for future reference...
But I will accept for now. You got lucky I'm in a good mood.
Hmm, I dunno... we might need that age for future reference...
But I will accept for now. You got lucky I'm in a good mood.
Ryan Chideta
Sadaomi Beach
Sadaomi Beach
Ryan had a lot of fun at the beach, he had never been so this was an entirely new experience for him. He had even managed to work up the courage to go swimming in the ocean, despite how cold the water was. He got the pleasure of smashing the watermelon himself, nobody was really expecting him to swing so hard he got watermelon all over everyone. Luckily there were showers they could wash off in nearby, some people just went swimming in the ocean like he did. He sat out the game of volleyball, he wasn't a big fan of sports, but Rui absolutely killed it with those devastating spikes. Finally they went to a nice little restaurant, Ryan covered the bill for everyone despite protests from Tadao's family.
Now Ryan was helping Rui set up the fireworks along with a few others, he wasn't too nervous around small stuff like this. Back in America he would handle the really big stuff with some of his fellow cadets all the time. "We've sure got a lot of these." Rui commented to nobody in particular, Ryan taking 3 of the sparklers and smiling cheerfully.
"Yeah, we sure got lucky huh?" He wanted to light one already, but he decided to let someone else go first.
Trey heard a semi-familiar voice call out to him, letting him know where the Great Hall was. It was the other girl who was at the body, more accurately the other student besides himself. She hurried off quickly, with Trey following closely behind to make sure he didn't lose her and become even more lost. That would be quite annoying.
When they got to the Great Hall she took a seat, Trey sat down next to her quickly. She seemed fine at the site of the incident, but there was no telling how she was holding up now. After scrutinizing her for a moment, Trey decided to speak up. "So... I'm Trey. Trey Black." He held up a hand to shake and gave her his best smile, a little forced but he wasn't quite used to facial expressions other than tired or bored to be fair. Even now he looked exhausted despite it barely being noon, dark circles under his eyes showing his lack of sleep clearly.
I'm interested in joining this. Is there a faction that is short on players compared to the others?
The Machina need new characters the most right now, however do keep in mind you can make multiple characters. Just not any for Heaven right now, they're a bit too full at the moment.
Henry frowned as Eos showed her face, chastising the two of them for bringing holy artifacts into Hyperion. A confused look passed over his face as he considered how the orders he got from TEP and from Eos herself were clashing, but that conflict quickly resolved itself once he came to the conclusion that Eos's orders were always a higher priority. Then an annoyed look settled onto his face. This is why he only took orders from Eos herself, he got in trouble when he listened to people who weren't Eos or Roma. "I suppose I'll just have to destroy all this then." His eyes began to glow a bright Silver as he prepared to annihilate all the holy equipment, but Constophiles stopped him.
The pale man politely told him that he had done enough and that he would be payed regardless. The annoyed expression on Henry's face faded along with the intense glow of his Eyes, settling into a neutral bored look. "Like I said. Next time, find me something interesting to grab. Preferably something that won't get me in trouble with my boss." And with that Henry walked out, having completely forgotten about wanting to see Unit-T. As he left the building he stopped in his tracks and recalled the conversation one last time.
"Thank you for the help. Your reward will still be payed in full soon..."
"I'm getting paid for this? Holy shit this place is awesome." He muttered to himself as he made his way to Bastion and Roma's apartment. Time to unwind with fruit, tea, and friends.
Chen hummed lightly as he considered the cookies and wine Pink had brought as a peace offering. Ruxen wanted him to throw her out the window and while Chen would always follow the orders of Lady Deva and all her "pets", that bottle of wine did look quite good. He took a cookie from the plate and observed it quietly, not quite baked all the way, but at least it wasn't just raw cookie dough. Honestly he was pleasantly surprised that Pink hadn't somehow mixed the wine into the cookies, it seems like something she would do. Chen tasted the cookie to make sure there were no poisons that could harm Lady Deva, he did have a job to do. After a moment of chewing he swallowed the bite and considered Pink with a wary eye.
"I've certainly had worse. Lady Ruxen." Chen turned his gaze to Ruxen, who was just as grumpy as ever. "Are you really going to turn down free food and wine? I would suggest trying the food before you settle on throwing her out the window." He took another bite of the cookie and made a small sound of enjoyment. "Pink, if you're going to stay around then there is one condition." After finishing the cookie he turned back to Pink with his usual steely gaze. "Please refrain from touching anyone without their permission. Some people don't like hugs." Chen said that, but really he was probably going to cause some amusing accident without anyone noticing. It was honestly quite funny when Pink attached to Ruxen like a bear trap. He knew that Lady Deva enjoyed it too, she did love her "cute animals."
Thomas's attention was caught by Ghelgath's poor attempt to shoo him away, immediately noticing the scarf on his neck and the smell of undead bees that emanated from it. He floated towards Ghelgath slowly, his feet touching upon the ground as he snickered. As if it wasn't clear enough who made the scarf, Apia fawned over Ghelgath like a puppy whose owner had picked up a ball she had dropped in front of him. "Well well well Ghelgath. I didn't think you were the noble type. I would say its adorable how you've come to the rescue of your little girlfriend, but we both know you don't swing that way considering how much you suck Rufus's dick." Thomas snickered once again and began circling around the two of them with that same insane grin.
"But I'm not here to insult you. That's just a bonus. I'm here to let the you and popsicle know that someone didn't appreciate the mess you two left in the dungeons." Thomas looked at Apia that same insane grin, as it slowly turned cruel. He stopped in front of the throne room's door and pointed over his shoulder at it, a look of superiority in his eyes as he stared at Ghelgath and Apia. "Someone in there as a matter of fact. A very important someone in there." He began laughing once again, disappearing in a burst of speed and reappearing a few feet away from Victoire's left side. "Remember kids, always clean up after you're done eating! Otherwise you'll get a slap on the wrist and a involuntary lobotomy." Thomas was practically cackling at this point, relishing in being the bearer of bad news, that same cruel grin stuck firmly on his face.
Henry looked up to see a towering figure of metal and edges pointing six swords at him, ordering him to submit to capture with the unspoken threat of being impaled if he didn't. A Gate of Tartarus began to open up behind him as Henry's face morphed into an vicious snarl, with a large laser cannon emerging from the glowing red portal. A tense moment passed as the cannon began to charge up, only for the robot to disengage once it realized who he was. The cannon slowly powered down and slid back into the portal, said portal closing right as some pale blond human began to walk towards him. He ordered all the guards to stand down and Henry began to relax somewhat, leaning back in his chair and staring down the pasty flesh person.
"Greetings Avaritia, I believe we haven't met properly yet. My name is Constophiles, Director Karizawa's advisor for this facility. You are permitted to call me Consto for short. He was supposed to meet you here, but unfortunately unscheduled business prompted him to leave just an hour ago. So I'm taking over his place while he's gone." He introduced himself as the advisor to the head of this place. Good, Henry needed to talk to someone important about this problem he was having.
"Now, enough with the formalities. I was told you were sent to retrieve several Angelic artifacts for us..." An annoyed look passed over Henry's face as he stood up, a portal opening and dumping all manner of Angelic weapons and tomes all over the floor for someone to pick up. When all was said and done there was a pile of pointy objects and books about 5 feet high in the middle of the room, all the things that Henry had picked up in the last battle he was in.
"You're wasting your time and mine with these errands." He said curtly as he coldly looked at the outstretched hand before him. "I'm not stupid, I've seen your pet project in action. The robot meant to imitate the Vassal. You're wasting your time if you think you can build anything meant to take on Titanica, I've seen her in action." Henry walked past Constophiles, the guards tensed up as Henry did so, not relaxing even an iota as Henry walked to the pile of stuff he had left. He began digging through everything when he spoke up once more.
"I don't really care if you waste your time though if I'm being honest. That's your prerogative. However I do care when you start wasting my time. Because if you think, this is going to help you kill a god." Henry pulled out some sort of ornate sword with his bare hands, the holy tempered steel burning his hands as he snapped it in half with his strength alone. He tossed aside the broken metal as his hands already began to heal while continuing his speech. "Then you're either insane or a dullard. Next time you want me to get you something, make sure it's interesting." And with that Henry turned back to Constophiles, a pleasant smile on his face.
"Now then. Bring her out. I want to see the fruits of my labor." He was of course referring to Unit T, but several soldiers looked nervous as they thought he was talking about Tina herself. Henry noted this nervousness but the smile on his face did not fade. He didn't even know of Tina's existence after all.
"Why are you informing me of this?" With that question she lay her whole hand flat. He could feel the underlying fear beneath the facade of annoyance she put up, she was as easy to read as a book. The Demon giggled once more and hopped backwards, straightening out and bowing as he began to introduce himself.
"Because I am Thomas Insania! The Demented Devil of Hell! And I wanted to see the look on your face as you struggled with your own mortality! Because it would be hilarious! And it was!" With that he began to cackle like an absolute madman once again, only stopping once he noticed the new Demon who had shown up. This one was not a Vampire, but he was certainly new. "What about you? Do you fear death? Your mask tells me you fear disease at least, which makes me think you fear the death that follows it." He didn't get nearly as close to Tholman as he had to Apia, instead he just began floating in midair in a relaxed stance. Hands behind head, one foot over the other knee as he reclined in midair to listen to the plague bringer.
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