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Post by Mammon on Apr 1, 2017 11:31:37 GMT
The Devil Came Down To Konats What?
"I did no such thing, I used some colourful language. But it's no secret our kind can be bound in artefacts, in fact we can technically be bound in people. But who would be so stupid? We'd rip them apart." he said enjoying the word 'rip', 'them' and 'apart'. He made small gesture more simply a twitch and there wasn't a puff of smoke, wasn't a flare of light there was just simply Konatsian sitting before them. No horns what so ever, just red hair and pointed ears. "The agony it would cause them, we'd tear them apart." he was relishing the display tasting each word with serpents tongue. "Drink their screams like fine wine." he said the skin peeling from him like an autumn tree sheds it leaves until once again the demon sat before them horns and red eye's all.
"Nothing but me and the sand, which you can see is more lively for my presence. But I ask you again one demon to another, now that you've seen me what do you want with me?"
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Post by Vennel on Apr 5, 2017 20:29:46 GMT
Vennel watched as the two demons spoke to one another, taking this time instead to watch the sand beings interact with one another. Alaistair was up to his ol’ tricks of schmoozing a person he saw as a guest in his eyes. Or so that’s the vibe the saiyan was picking up from it all. He’d been loquacious with her as well upon her first arrival. But what was interesting to the warrior now was just how these sand people were acting. They’d erected a sort of sand statue in honor of their horned deity, that controlled their very existence on his whimsy. She almost liked them better when they tried to rise up, even if it was futile. She could identify with that mentality of trying to stand up to overwhelming odds, even if it meant certain death. They had moxie, and Vennel respected that. But this new batch were just cowering, well, cowards. Her thoughts on the little creatures screeched to a halt when Mammon seemed to ask her companion a more direct question, though. Wondering what he wanted with him, and Vennel was wondering as well. Her own curiosity was sated, and she was, at this point, merely keeping the two company. “ Well, I’m not sure about you two, but I think with my curiosity sated, I’ve no more interest here. I’ll head back to the loft, you coming, Alaistair?” She would wait, of course. There was no telling how strong Mammon was in full, so she didn’t want to leave Alaistair alone here, but all the same, if he wanted to remain, that was his own choice. [ Alaistair] [ OOC: Sorry about the delay guys, quite honestly forgot about this thread until recently. I feel bad ;-;]
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Post by Alaistair on Apr 5, 2017 21:37:06 GMT
The demon before Alaistair and Vennel seemed intent to put up this sense of bravado through horrific display, as well as retorting angrily to the Devil's question. A puff smoke encompassed Mammon's form and replaced it with Konatsian's as he talked about ripping people apart and what not, this guise peeling like a banana as he went on about tearing living things apart. As he did this, Alaistair could only think as he ate up the imagery Mammon presented to them uncaringly, "Is this Demon reeeeeeally that afraid of me?"Mammon's question about what Alaistair wanted with him was asked. Soon after, Vennel inquired about heading back to the Loft at this given point. He turned to her, hand on his thigh, "Ah, you can go on ahead! We can have lunch and a training session in a short bit, Vennel. We've gotta be prepared for the plans for this planet and the future planets, after all."He turned back to Mammon, a grin on his face as he'd focus his intention on him. "As for what I am to do with you, Mammon my young man, you've got me intrigued with your presence and brain here! You've got an array of abilities," Alaistair explained, pointing to the sands below him with his hand, "Which are clearly just the tip top of what you're wanting to show. Abilities that I want in my court! Not to mention, you've got a way of entertaining people you meet that can really entice a crowd... Before I go on, you are your own creature, are you not?"( Mammon your go! Vennel up for a continuation thread after this and the DE are done?)
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Post by Mammon on Apr 6, 2017 5:57:56 GMT
The Devil Came Down To Konats What Freedom?
"I might be inclined to entertain." he said the word entertain like he planned to do a whole lot more than just to 'entertain', he was pensive giving Alastair the once over again as if taking a photo in his mind putting every detail away for storage and sorting for a later date, so he stared with those great red orbs glistening as the devil spoke. "Am I my own creature?" he mused musically with the thought a lot 'humming' and 'hmming' to the effect of taking the question serious, a little too serious. "Is anyone their own creature, it has been said by earthen philosophers that freedom is just an illusion, that we are programmed by disposition and circumstance so no true free will takes place." he held aloft his hand's like a scale balancing them evenly. "While others say it is our best quality that makes us better than the animals we cultivate." he lowered one hand as if it were heavy knocking the none existent scales out of balance.
"But am I my own creature, can we demons be our own men? Are you smarter than my chicken, the answer may surprise you." and he waved a hand over the city of sand that now had fallen to debauchery sin and worship of heathen gods, meaning himself. And he destroyed it with little to no thought snuffing it out as if it had never been taking back the borrowed life energy. "I won't betray my nature if that's what you're asking."
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Post by Alaistair on Apr 9, 2017 3:35:03 GMT
(Was gonna let Vennel post her leave, but let's keep this going!) "Not betraying yourself is fine," Alaistair pointed out, leaning forward and cupping one hand in the other while placing his hand and elbows on his lap, "But you and I aren't too different. Madness is so common, even the those who've fallen from their position, like I..."Alaistair voice became practically different with his last statement! High pitched and vocally cracking, with a shrillness that shouldn't have been possible for the Devil. Yet, not only was he performing this, there was a disturbing energy in it, had Mammon been able to sense his energy! It contorted, out of shape, and it was almost as if it'd beckon the demon to change his core. Alaistair's smile became sinister, his voice returned to its charming and partly deep-pitched tone, "Back onto more important matters, though! Had you ever thought about moving out of here? I imagine playing with the sand is awfully drab, if you're only playing for an audience of one, young man!"( Mammon)
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Post by Vennel on Apr 9, 2017 20:52:26 GMT
Vennel could see that their conversation was starting to go way over her head. All this talk about “being your own creature,” and all this philosophical mumbo-jumbo that she didn’t understand. She knew she made her own decisions, and she served herself foremost. She was her own person and that was good enough for her. But as it went on, she began to realize that the two here had more to discuss than she could really contribute to.
In fact, the most interesting thing to her was the little sand people. She’d lean down near one of them who was in the middle of prostrating himself to a sandy idol made in Mammon’s image. She pulled her index finger back against her thumb, before letting it fly, disintegrating the tiny sand man. Amused at getting the chance to take on a destructive god’s role, she realized that unless she wanted to play in the literal sand all day, she’d probably have to take her leave.
“Right, well, I’ll head back then Alaistair. I really just wanted to know who’d come here, on the off chance they could be of help. But it seems you’ve got this under control.”
Slowly rising into the air, the saiyan gave a quick wave toward Mammon,.
“You kids have fun now.”
And then with that, she propelled herself off into the desert air, toward Ocariin city. She did have to wonder though, would Mammon be a future ally? Or were his goals destined to cross or never connect with her own. He seemed intelligent, and while she herself didn’t care much for intellectual conversation or learning, she saw their use. She’d rather just spend that time studying on fighting, as most of her race were want to do.
((Taking my leave, sorry about the delay. I’ll be taking PL with social gains for this thread, whenever it’s graded))
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Post by Mammon on Apr 12, 2017 7:12:55 GMT
The Devil Came Down To Konats The Devil Decided Konats Was Overrated
He was nodding half-heartedly along with every word of Alaistair, he was giving him the 'yep' 'okay' 'sure thing' treatment which was the equivalent of elevator music of the mouth when the classic 'we're not so different' line was said, which instantly made him want to say 'no we're nothing alike' and do something incredibly heroic cause of course the villain speech always has an opposite effect it's like a cosmic law or something. "Of course we are." he said drolly until he was snapped out of his indifference with that cold chill that ran up his spine like a spider had sat down next to him looked up and said in a cockney accent 'you got a light?', it was weird.
"Yes, madness. Thin line with genius as they say." he said and coughed awkwardly honouring the time honoured tradition of gathering the family around for Christmas only to have uncle bill talk about those damn dirty 'imger-gants' and have to pointedly ignore him, after all its just his funny little ways. He made his face a blank mask. "But I'll be sure to stop by your place and have a look around, maybe a cup of tea or something." he stood up and began to pack the pillows in a small trunk he made appear or pulled out from behind a rock, which was like magic but not. "I'll be off I think, maybe I'll see you two around."(It's been fun, I'll be taking PL from this)
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Post by Alaistair on Apr 12, 2017 8:06:55 GMT
"Definitely," Alaistair responded, all to Mammon's statements, "It's going to be there for a while now. The Cherry Valley Loft it is called! Tah-tah, Mammon boy, until we meet again!"(Indeed it has! Next time, lets see what Mammon does around people without the god-complex! I'll be taking zeni for this thread. )
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Post by Queen Habana on Apr 16, 2017 18:36:20 GMT
Mammon | WC: 3,125 | PL Gains: 5,000 | New PL: 84,271 Alaistair | WC: 1,753 | Zeni Gains: 2,235 | New Zeni: 44,131 Vennel | WC: 2,840 | PL Gains: 3,834 | New PL: 215,284
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