Lugubrious

A School for Deities.

Though reveling in his new territory was fun, Phobetor quickly grew bored. Laying down upon his shadow-soaked sheets, the God of Nightmares relaxed, allowing himself to slide into sleep. As the darkness closed in, he could feel his powers waxing. This time, he did not enter the dream of another, for nobody was nearby -that he knew about, at least- to torment. Instead, Phobetor delved into his own psyche, with a specific activity in mind.

His avatar appeared in the dream world. Unlike the dreams of the others he infested, his was blank. No images graced his sleep unless he willed it. Stretching out his inky-black arms, Phobetor conjured an arena. Dreary blue stone appeared in chunks, floating through the void and smashing together to form a floor. Wall literally rose, huge tentacles erected side by side, creating a colosseum. He alighted in the center, an removed Aliter from around his neck.

For a few moments he fiddled with the hidden side of the device, cycling through various images. After finding one that suited him, he held the locket outward, and a whiff of magic projected from it to spatter against the floor. As Phobetor put Aliter back on, swirling purple smoke spiraled up from the ground, taking the size of a pickup truck with a flatbed in tow. Phobetor pulled Relief from his belt and assumed a fencing stance, waiting for his opponent to be revealed.

The smoke cleared, and a huge, five-headed serpent stood in his way. Like all the creatures whose souls were absorbed into Aliter, this hydra's skin was a murky yellow-brown interspersed with black, and its eyes radiated magenta. Phobetor eyed the beast, barely flinching at its shrill cry. “Let's see if I can't get you better this time, eh?”

In response, the creature lunged. Phobetor leaped up, springing off shadows emanating from his feet, and surveyed the creature a moment as he hung in the air. While the urge to slice off the hydra's ugly, bladed heads was only compounded by the weak scales around there necks offering a weak point, he knew better. As he fell, Phobetor thrusted at the nearest head, trying to impale it through the eye. The head shifted as the thin blade approached, avoiding the weapon and biting at its wielder instead. Phobetor screamed as its teeth took a chunk out of his arm, but immediately the wound faded as he subconsciously suppressed the pain with his powers.

Phobetor pushed off the beast's hide and sailed into the air again. The hydra intelligently changed course and attacked upward with all five of its heads. The God of Nightmares created a two-dimensional surface beneath his feet for a split second to allow him to jump again and avoid the brutal jaws. A flurry of dark blurs shot from his open hand, and each one smacked into a hydra head with a wet squelch. Covered in sticky, smothering ink, the heads could only struggle as Phobetor fell past and landed with all his weight on Relief, driving the weapon through its heart.

Instantly the beast exploded into purple mist and sucked back into Aliter. Phobetor flung Relief to the ground with force, snapping the blade's tip off. He felt nothing but disgust. How could he terrify mortals if he couldn't even kill a beast he'd already slain? For once, he had almost gotten it without magic, too.

The dream world dissolved, and Phobetor's eyes closed, then opened again in the real world. In his mind's absence, the room had pretty much returned to normal, other than a few lingering shadows and patches of supernatural darkness. He huffed and turned over, debating what to do next.

RWBY - Haze

Cool beans.

The Heroes of Beacon

Having done a roll call, perhaps we can now vote on whether or not we think a timeskip is a good idea. I for one vote yay.

A School for Deities.

This one, I'm guessing. Whirlwind, looks like you're co-GM. Tell us what to do.

.::Legend of Zelda :: Whispers in the Night::.

Of course, here it is.

Me profile

Hope you like writing; the only visual stuff I've done is with a program called Hero Machine 3.

On the topic of writing, is there any chance for a revival of this RP in the near future? I'd love for Cain to actually save the world at some point.

Dungeon Keepers

I don't know why I was even a GM in the first place. The whole Horsemen idea never panned out and gave me too much to concentrate on. I'd be happy to go along with whatever solution the twos of yous think up.

The Heroes of Beacon

Gooey Louie checking in.

The Heroes of Beacon

Not for the most of us it hasn't. And if it is decided that a reboot is 'necessary' to fix this Rp's 'issues' I will be the first the abandon ship.

The Heroes of Beacon

Those teams that might be incomplete can be completed with NPCs of the PCs creation. This would, I think, solve a few problems at once.

A School for Deities.

Guess so.