Post by Koramund on Jan 22, 2016 2:37:12 GMT
Koramund's eyes glowed a dark red that blended well with the crimson tainted ground of Hell. His body stood there, shuddering as insectoid fluid dripped off. He had further evolved to use his raw will and essence to form some false soul that acted like a soul. This cold embrace, this dark nothing was promised to be filled one day... but it was a empty one for now. He returned to the place where he landed when that damn Oni demanded that he was a sin, and banished from everything that was good. His bared teeth could not bite any deeper into his gums before causing whatever blood this body held to spill. He had heard the legends, a fruit that blooms only every 20 years, and the last time one claimed it...? It's been over 2000 years. The legend says a warrior of hope and light tricked the two ogres and consumed it. His strength doubled and was full for a season as he flew across Snake Way to a master that would teach him how to save the Galaxy. If any of this pathetic rip off of Star Wars 47 was true, then the fruit should be around the pond of Blood...
The tree rested so close to the tree that it was an atrocity he never saw it before! It's emerald leaves whistled in the wind, nearly camouflaging the golden fruit if it wasn't bright gold. Seriously, who hides their precious tree of immortal strength and double strength within public property? Koramund gazed at the fruit, realizing that there was actually lots and lots of them! It was a plentiful harvest, and if he had just one it would make him so much stronger. His hunger tempted him, acidic droll coating his fangs as he reached out with his tail. He smiled as his tail nearly grazed it before a thick iron club grasped his skull and tore the flesh apart. Blood oozed out of his cheek before melting away into some other spiritual essence. He was flung twenty feet before crashing into a spike, impaling through his eye socket.
Do Androids dream of genetically modified sheep? Koramund would never know but his eyes did open to a blue ogre starring him down. He had a thick, heavy voice that was rather pleasant to listen to, that echoed out, "That's what ya get for trying to steal the King's Fruit." Koramund shook his head around, letting his slimy flesh fill the cut like rising bread. Koramund got back up before roaring out, "That's what I get?! What right do you have to bash my skull open?!" The blue ogre's hulking body could have blotted out the sunlight if he wanted to. His looming form unnerved Koramund in some dark pit of his mind, some of the old fragments of his mind that clutched so dearly to the past. The ogre stated, "Look kid, you just can't steal the fruit. It's for King Yemma only."
Koramund lunged out with his talons prepared before a Red Ogre kicked him into the truck and send him flying backwards even more. Koramund screamed out, "What is happening right now?!" The crimson skinned Ogre spoke out to, with a little more nose action then the first and a higher, lighter pitch, "You want to eat King Yemma's fruit now?! Who do you even think you are?!" The blue skinned ogre took a step forward before agreeing, "Yeah, what makes you so special? There's plenty of Daemons here like you..."
Koramund rubbed his face before stating, "...Koramund, he who slaughtered thousands of Humans in a single day by drinking them like smoothies." The red skinned ogre just laughed before saying, "Oh you poor little chump! These fruit are worth more then a million men! Your little act is nothing..." Suddenly, both of them got an idea. They looked at each other with smug smiles before the red skinned one said, "Say Goz, why don't we have some fun with this chump? It could be like last time!" Goz angrily replied back, "But last time we lost a fruit! Kemma was furious Mez!" Mez replied back, "Yeah but it's been what... a few thousand years? We've gotten strong since then!" Goz thought for a few seconds before admitting, "...That is true..." Koramund snarled out, "I can hear you two you know!"
Goz and Mez turned around with Mez stating, "Fine! We'll make you a deal! If you can beat both of our challenges, we'll give you a fruit. Cut, dry and simple. Ya game chump?" Koramund quite literally jumped at this opportunity, stating, "Deal!" Goz shoved Mez to the side declaring, "Alright, I'll be your first opponent!" Mez quickly recovered before running back, "H-hey! That's not fair Goz! Last time you went first! It should be me!" Goz snorted and said, "Fine, fine... ya get the Kid..." Mez gave off a wild smile before leading Koramund to a large mountain that overlooked a sea of teal flame.
Mez smugly stated, "So chump, I am the fastest Ogre in all of the land! If you can catch me, you have the right to square off with Mez then get your fruit. If ya lose... well we'll see how things play out. Got it?" Koramund was a little shaky. He was selling his so- what soul?! He was basically just flesh at this point, so who cares what he did?! His composure fixed after such a terrible moralizer, stating, "I'm game if you are." Mez raised an eyebrow, "Another tough guy? Oh I hope this is as fun as last time...." Goz lifted up a drum before yelling out, "Runners on your mark!" He pulled back the heavy club on a stick, before furthering it, "Set...!" Koramund went into a runner's pose, shooting out his tail to help him balance himself like a cat. Mez leaned out a little bit, prepared to jump on a dime. Mez smashed the gong, "Go!"
They both leaped off the mountain at the same time, dancing into the sea of flame. Koramund leaped vast distances, trying to extend his arms to catch the blue beast! His flesh was charred from the flame, but Koramund came out fine. Mez patted out the flame as he danced around the attacks with ease. He stated, "Hey Loser, ya can't get me that easy! Let's turn things up!" Mez immediately quadrupled his speed like it was nothing! He was running faster then a mag train! Koramund snarled, "Damn it..." He liquefied his own organs to lighten his weight, and increased just how much muscle he had. He thickened his legs to take more damage before rushing after Mez. Occasionally Koramund's legs would spew out a vast amount of liquid like a jet to send him further with a large jump.
Koramund flew past Mez as he did the limbo under him. The smile made Koramund want to strangle this god forsaken monster! Koramund chased after him while continuing his evolution. His skin began to form tiny holes like a golf ball to held him glide through it more easily. Mez decided to invalidate all of that work by jumping into party! He leaped onto a moving roller coaster with nobody on it, taking the ride straight through. He was using this time to rest... blast it! Koramund blasted forward, raining his acidic fluids over the tracks, rusting them a bit. Koramund roared out, "Goz!" Mez replied, "It's Mez Loser!" Koramund face planted in front of Mez before getting run over by the car. He screamed as he pin balled into a overhead rusty track that collapsed onto him.
Koramund had enough of this! He left a copy of himself impaled by the rusty metal, while the true him splintered off into the dirt as a phased copy. Mez walked back over, looking over the corpse and sighed, "...Well Goz isn't going to get his fun after all. Loser lost hard didn't he?" The goop from the floor erupted, Koramund's vast hand swarming around Mez's and slammed him to the floor in surprise. Koramund wrapped around him before turning into his normal self with a foot on Mez's back. He consumed his remaining matter while stating, "Look, I'm not trying to be racist but I would like to plead the Red for this one." Mez starred dumbfounded, when did Daemons get this strange power?! He got up slowly and said, "That was a strange trick Kid... but you won. Go talk to Goz
doing paper work over there in the office. You took a lot longer then the last one Kid, but it was fun!" Koramund silently nodded while walking away. The fruit will be his!
Goz was stamping his signature onto some paper work before looking up to the approaching monster. He smiled before saying, "Hey Buddy, you ready for my two tests?" Koramund snarled, "you only said one each..." Goz raised an eyebrow before scratching his head, he said smugly, "I did? Well then, think of it as an entrance exam to see if you can survive... ya ready?" Koramund stepped out of the office through the revolving door, before stating, "...Fine... what is this daemonic contraption of a test do you have?" The ground roared in frustration and agony as Goz charged like a bull. He kicked like a bucking bronco straight through Koramund's groin. Koramund screamed in agony as his spine shattered and he flew in surprise, hitting a hill and flying high into the sky. He was spinning constantly, white glossing over his eyes.
Koramund crashed down into the blood pond. He drank some of the blood to heal himself before getting up. He spoke in a high pitched voice, "Why... why did you kick me in the dick?!" Goz was snickered as he approached. He spoke aloud, "Well your alive! Most Daemons just curl over either dead physically or in pain. Since you got up... it means we can wrestle!" Koramund started to sweat. He moaned out, "...W~wrestle....?!" Goz picked Koramund by the head and dragged him away saying, "Yup Buddy! Its time to get you broken like a twig!"
Koramund stepped into a circle that Goz made with a simple stick. Goz stated, "The rules of this match is that there are no rules! Ya simply gotta get me out of this ring to win, but vice versa for you. Got it Kid?" Koramund just moaned and agreed, getting into a fighting stance. Goz's eyes opened up a bit and he said, "Hey, hey settle down Buddy! I have to warm up! Don't want to pull anything do I?" Koramund took this opportunity to drop a little seed of himself into the soil. It rapidly burrowed under Goz. Goz slammed his foot down once, stating, "Okay... Visualizing... Gotta grab you by the head, kick ya... then ERRMM!" He grunted violently as he slammed his other foot down before screaming in surprise as he was flipped over by a Arcosian hand! It exploded upwards to hold Goz up while Koramund went into to punch him in the dick and knock him out of the ring for revenge!
Goz back handed Koramund into the ring, forgetting about the hand around his foot that lightened up. He immediately slammed the Arcosian android into a hold and shoved him to the edge of the ring. Goz snarled in frustration, "You dirty cheater! You should have been down already!" Koramund commented rather calmly, "You did say that there was no rules... so who's the fool here?" Goz realized his mistake to late when Koramund let go. He allowed himself to get knocked out by Goz, for him to realize that Koramund melted away! He flew through the roots, never actually getting outside the circle, and reformed behind. He made a swift kick to the still moving Goz's groin as he moved forward. A yip of pain was all that was heard as he stumbled forward past the ring. He turned around to grab Koramund's head. He roared out, "What's the big deal Kid?! You to scared to wrestle?!"
Koramund started to walk away before he stated, "Look at your feet. You just walked out of the ring." Goz looked down to see he was only a few inches over the line... but he wasn't in the circle anymore. His eyes opened wide as his jaw seemingly dropped. He used his own movement against him! Goz just look dumb founded at the damned Arcosain before he said, "...We should have never made this deal. Your tricks are more agonizing then entertaining!" Koramund shrugged saying, "That's the plan... ruin your day.."
Koramund earned the fruit 'fair and square' in the loosest form of the term. More like he survived and outplayed. The nitwits watched in shame as Koramund plucked a fruit. He decided to take it with him, shaking the fruit towards the Ogres in their frenzy. Goz wanted to bash him over the head while Mez just wanted the fruit back. Both of them could agree that this was not at all what they thought would have happened. It all ended as he tried to take a bite of the Ensenji fruit, his fangs embedding into it's juicy surface. He cackled as the juices gushed down as his throat and he could feel his might strengthen. He let loose a blood chilling laugh to mere mortals but his audience just roared out, specifically Goz, "Get out of here Kid!" Koramund flew back to his cave, consuming the rest of Yemma's Sacrid fruit. Oh, it made him feel like he had a soul again! His entire body just wanted to bust a funky move!
The tree rested so close to the tree that it was an atrocity he never saw it before! It's emerald leaves whistled in the wind, nearly camouflaging the golden fruit if it wasn't bright gold. Seriously, who hides their precious tree of immortal strength and double strength within public property? Koramund gazed at the fruit, realizing that there was actually lots and lots of them! It was a plentiful harvest, and if he had just one it would make him so much stronger. His hunger tempted him, acidic droll coating his fangs as he reached out with his tail. He smiled as his tail nearly grazed it before a thick iron club grasped his skull and tore the flesh apart. Blood oozed out of his cheek before melting away into some other spiritual essence. He was flung twenty feet before crashing into a spike, impaling through his eye socket.
Do Androids dream of genetically modified sheep? Koramund would never know but his eyes did open to a blue ogre starring him down. He had a thick, heavy voice that was rather pleasant to listen to, that echoed out, "That's what ya get for trying to steal the King's Fruit." Koramund shook his head around, letting his slimy flesh fill the cut like rising bread. Koramund got back up before roaring out, "That's what I get?! What right do you have to bash my skull open?!" The blue ogre's hulking body could have blotted out the sunlight if he wanted to. His looming form unnerved Koramund in some dark pit of his mind, some of the old fragments of his mind that clutched so dearly to the past. The ogre stated, "Look kid, you just can't steal the fruit. It's for King Yemma only."
Koramund lunged out with his talons prepared before a Red Ogre kicked him into the truck and send him flying backwards even more. Koramund screamed out, "What is happening right now?!" The crimson skinned Ogre spoke out to, with a little more nose action then the first and a higher, lighter pitch, "You want to eat King Yemma's fruit now?! Who do you even think you are?!" The blue skinned ogre took a step forward before agreeing, "Yeah, what makes you so special? There's plenty of Daemons here like you..."
Koramund rubbed his face before stating, "...Koramund, he who slaughtered thousands of Humans in a single day by drinking them like smoothies." The red skinned ogre just laughed before saying, "Oh you poor little chump! These fruit are worth more then a million men! Your little act is nothing..." Suddenly, both of them got an idea. They looked at each other with smug smiles before the red skinned one said, "Say Goz, why don't we have some fun with this chump? It could be like last time!" Goz angrily replied back, "But last time we lost a fruit! Kemma was furious Mez!" Mez replied back, "Yeah but it's been what... a few thousand years? We've gotten strong since then!" Goz thought for a few seconds before admitting, "...That is true..." Koramund snarled out, "I can hear you two you know!"
Goz and Mez turned around with Mez stating, "Fine! We'll make you a deal! If you can beat both of our challenges, we'll give you a fruit. Cut, dry and simple. Ya game chump?" Koramund quite literally jumped at this opportunity, stating, "Deal!" Goz shoved Mez to the side declaring, "Alright, I'll be your first opponent!" Mez quickly recovered before running back, "H-hey! That's not fair Goz! Last time you went first! It should be me!" Goz snorted and said, "Fine, fine... ya get the Kid..." Mez gave off a wild smile before leading Koramund to a large mountain that overlooked a sea of teal flame.
Mez smugly stated, "So chump, I am the fastest Ogre in all of the land! If you can catch me, you have the right to square off with Mez then get your fruit. If ya lose... well we'll see how things play out. Got it?" Koramund was a little shaky. He was selling his so- what soul?! He was basically just flesh at this point, so who cares what he did?! His composure fixed after such a terrible moralizer, stating, "I'm game if you are." Mez raised an eyebrow, "Another tough guy? Oh I hope this is as fun as last time...." Goz lifted up a drum before yelling out, "Runners on your mark!" He pulled back the heavy club on a stick, before furthering it, "Set...!" Koramund went into a runner's pose, shooting out his tail to help him balance himself like a cat. Mez leaned out a little bit, prepared to jump on a dime. Mez smashed the gong, "Go!"
They both leaped off the mountain at the same time, dancing into the sea of flame. Koramund leaped vast distances, trying to extend his arms to catch the blue beast! His flesh was charred from the flame, but Koramund came out fine. Mez patted out the flame as he danced around the attacks with ease. He stated, "Hey Loser, ya can't get me that easy! Let's turn things up!" Mez immediately quadrupled his speed like it was nothing! He was running faster then a mag train! Koramund snarled, "Damn it..." He liquefied his own organs to lighten his weight, and increased just how much muscle he had. He thickened his legs to take more damage before rushing after Mez. Occasionally Koramund's legs would spew out a vast amount of liquid like a jet to send him further with a large jump.
Koramund flew past Mez as he did the limbo under him. The smile made Koramund want to strangle this god forsaken monster! Koramund chased after him while continuing his evolution. His skin began to form tiny holes like a golf ball to held him glide through it more easily. Mez decided to invalidate all of that work by jumping into party! He leaped onto a moving roller coaster with nobody on it, taking the ride straight through. He was using this time to rest... blast it! Koramund blasted forward, raining his acidic fluids over the tracks, rusting them a bit. Koramund roared out, "Goz!" Mez replied, "It's Mez Loser!" Koramund face planted in front of Mez before getting run over by the car. He screamed as he pin balled into a overhead rusty track that collapsed onto him.
Koramund had enough of this! He left a copy of himself impaled by the rusty metal, while the true him splintered off into the dirt as a phased copy. Mez walked back over, looking over the corpse and sighed, "...Well Goz isn't going to get his fun after all. Loser lost hard didn't he?" The goop from the floor erupted, Koramund's vast hand swarming around Mez's and slammed him to the floor in surprise. Koramund wrapped around him before turning into his normal self with a foot on Mez's back. He consumed his remaining matter while stating, "Look, I'm not trying to be racist but I would like to plead the Red for this one." Mez starred dumbfounded, when did Daemons get this strange power?! He got up slowly and said, "That was a strange trick Kid... but you won. Go talk to Goz
doing paper work over there in the office. You took a lot longer then the last one Kid, but it was fun!" Koramund silently nodded while walking away. The fruit will be his!
Goz was stamping his signature onto some paper work before looking up to the approaching monster. He smiled before saying, "Hey Buddy, you ready for my two tests?" Koramund snarled, "you only said one each..." Goz raised an eyebrow before scratching his head, he said smugly, "I did? Well then, think of it as an entrance exam to see if you can survive... ya ready?" Koramund stepped out of the office through the revolving door, before stating, "...Fine... what is this daemonic contraption of a test do you have?" The ground roared in frustration and agony as Goz charged like a bull. He kicked like a bucking bronco straight through Koramund's groin. Koramund screamed in agony as his spine shattered and he flew in surprise, hitting a hill and flying high into the sky. He was spinning constantly, white glossing over his eyes.
Koramund crashed down into the blood pond. He drank some of the blood to heal himself before getting up. He spoke in a high pitched voice, "Why... why did you kick me in the dick?!" Goz was snickered as he approached. He spoke aloud, "Well your alive! Most Daemons just curl over either dead physically or in pain. Since you got up... it means we can wrestle!" Koramund started to sweat. He moaned out, "...W~wrestle....?!" Goz picked Koramund by the head and dragged him away saying, "Yup Buddy! Its time to get you broken like a twig!"
Koramund stepped into a circle that Goz made with a simple stick. Goz stated, "The rules of this match is that there are no rules! Ya simply gotta get me out of this ring to win, but vice versa for you. Got it Kid?" Koramund just moaned and agreed, getting into a fighting stance. Goz's eyes opened up a bit and he said, "Hey, hey settle down Buddy! I have to warm up! Don't want to pull anything do I?" Koramund took this opportunity to drop a little seed of himself into the soil. It rapidly burrowed under Goz. Goz slammed his foot down once, stating, "Okay... Visualizing... Gotta grab you by the head, kick ya... then ERRMM!" He grunted violently as he slammed his other foot down before screaming in surprise as he was flipped over by a Arcosian hand! It exploded upwards to hold Goz up while Koramund went into to punch him in the dick and knock him out of the ring for revenge!
Goz back handed Koramund into the ring, forgetting about the hand around his foot that lightened up. He immediately slammed the Arcosian android into a hold and shoved him to the edge of the ring. Goz snarled in frustration, "You dirty cheater! You should have been down already!" Koramund commented rather calmly, "You did say that there was no rules... so who's the fool here?" Goz realized his mistake to late when Koramund let go. He allowed himself to get knocked out by Goz, for him to realize that Koramund melted away! He flew through the roots, never actually getting outside the circle, and reformed behind. He made a swift kick to the still moving Goz's groin as he moved forward. A yip of pain was all that was heard as he stumbled forward past the ring. He turned around to grab Koramund's head. He roared out, "What's the big deal Kid?! You to scared to wrestle?!"
Koramund started to walk away before he stated, "Look at your feet. You just walked out of the ring." Goz looked down to see he was only a few inches over the line... but he wasn't in the circle anymore. His eyes opened wide as his jaw seemingly dropped. He used his own movement against him! Goz just look dumb founded at the damned Arcosain before he said, "...We should have never made this deal. Your tricks are more agonizing then entertaining!" Koramund shrugged saying, "That's the plan... ruin your day.."
Koramund earned the fruit 'fair and square' in the loosest form of the term. More like he survived and outplayed. The nitwits watched in shame as Koramund plucked a fruit. He decided to take it with him, shaking the fruit towards the Ogres in their frenzy. Goz wanted to bash him over the head while Mez just wanted the fruit back. Both of them could agree that this was not at all what they thought would have happened. It all ended as he tried to take a bite of the Ensenji fruit, his fangs embedding into it's juicy surface. He cackled as the juices gushed down as his throat and he could feel his might strengthen. He let loose a blood chilling laugh to mere mortals but his audience just roared out, specifically Goz, "Get out of here Kid!" Koramund flew back to his cave, consuming the rest of Yemma's Sacrid fruit. Oh, it made him feel like he had a soul again! His entire body just wanted to bust a funky move!