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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
4/26/2016 6:39:26 PM
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Nobody escapes the list pal. Buuuuuuut I'll take you up in that offer.
[spoiler]Is the quest over?[/spoiler]
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Wait... *You can sense a nervousness coming from Mortar* Shit. We should not have killed him. We should NOT have killed him.
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Why not....
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Because... *takes a deep breath, and sighs* If he were to die, he enters his mental form, which can possess many people at a time, rebuild his physical form, and/or commit genocide in mere minutes. *facepalms so hard, he recoils*
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Mortar. Buddy. Pal. That was me on an average Tuesday. Now, is this a good reason to kill your entire species now? Please? Seriously kiddo let's just go order 66 on their asses.
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I will NOT, for he would kill them quicker if he wanted to, he ruled in his physical form with an iron fist. Hell, in his mental form, he had destroyed whole galaxies! Wait. You know what? We will. Destroy any ties to his home that he has! Except me... please don't kill me.
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[b]The Deity grins. And puts his arm around you[/b] Mortar buddy...you have nothing. To worry about. Let's get started shall we? How the hell do we get to Underworld #6?
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Well... I can move through the ground to it, but I don't think you can too. I got a portal to it at my place, though. *starts walking, implying you follow*
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[b]The Deity follows. Twirling his blade a little as he does[/b]
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*We get to the house, a large concrete house with a glass room with a pool inside* I'll meet you there. There's a portal in the garage, you might want to start it up first. Just press the button on the wall. *dissolves into the ground to get to the underworld*
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A pool? Why the hell don't I have a pool? I'm getting a god damn pool after this... [b]He presses the button[/b]
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*An orange spark ignites in the center, the spark begins to swirl out* *Mion the cat with wings walks in* [i]Hey. Who are you?[/i]
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The Fierce Deity. Master swordsman, swooner of women, bachelor, Giant slayer, Bane of dragons and another surplus of other titles thrown on me by my ex-wives. Who the hell are you pu$$y?
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[i]Oh, I'm Mion, Mortar's... Cat.[/i]
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....great. Ok let's go I have a species to kill.
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*Mion jumps through the portal with ease* [i]Well... You gonna do it?[/i]
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No shit Sherlock! [b]The Deity steps into the portal[/b]
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*you feel lightheaded a moment, then you realize that you are in a bloodstained room*
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[b]The Deity looks around[/b] Huh. Reminds me of my old play room. Where's the door...?
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Edited by BrandRobKus: 4/27/2016 7:15:44 PM*the door seemed ripped from the hinges, showing a bloodstained city, all in red* *Mortar appears next to you* Looks like something beat you to it. *you hear a growling behind you, you turn around to see a tiger sized black cat with bat wings* Heio. Did my father do this? *The cat nods*
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Huh. Looks like your pap had a bit of a Kylo Ren moment. Whelp! Nothing a little second death can't handle! Yo. Bat..cat...thing. Where's good O'l dad at? I think it's time we asked for our inheritance...
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"I cannot say" he says. "COMPLY" Mion yells at him. He then proceeds to grow in size until he is eye to eye with Heio. "Fine" Heio says. "He isn't in a physical place, he is in his menstrual, I mean mental state. The only way to access him is death or years of meditation." Heio flies out of the room. [spoiler]I'm changing up my writing style because there are more characters than fonts[/spoiler]
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Huh. Well. I'm not dying anytime soon. Sooooooooo.... [b]The Deity draws his blade[/b] Any volunteers?
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You know what happens when I die... I vomit out my insides. I think I can keep em in me. Can I see that sword? Mine won't work on me.
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[b]The deity looks at you, then his blade.[/b] Ha! No. Just tell me what your plan is.
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I'm going to die, then find a way to get You in there too. Gonna be weird though. But... if you don't want your sword dirty... *I pull out a throwing knife. There is an engraving in it, filled with dried blood. It reads "do not forget those that hurt you* *I hand the knife to you, then pull my shirt up enough to reveal my chest. You can see many of the ribs* I'm ready.
