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Post by Plato on Nov 23, 2016 18:44:40 GMT
"49,000 weak no it is just strong enough." He said putting a hand on the woman shoulder, "And one of our members is also female you have nothing to worry, they will accept you and i can make you powerful they can as well as long as you follow their commands i can bring your children back as well, i promise this." Plato said with complete confident, of course could he really promise all this, he was not sure. But he could make Denim stronger, he had seen enoguh of the kashvarr secrets, their was a possibly, if the devil knights called apon it. Would he like to do it? of course not, but he could create another monster much like the kashvarr did before and seal in into the woman, it was possible, she was strong enough to survive such a process but he'd not want to do such a thing. it would be complety disgusting. Regardless it seemed he had the woman on his side, denim would make a good pawn to say the least.
He looked at Greeve, since he reminded so slient and he was going to say something but the telepathic call came in from Alistair saying he was busy he putting his finger back on his head calling him back, "Assuming if your busy it is something really important, i found someone who that will join us though she just arrived, i'd like to ask what your doing cause if is important then i'll leave you alone and train the person i found and think she will make a good ally, she is not smart enough to realize what she is dealing with of course, i did promise a couple things i assume we can get her." He telepathically said to alistair as he looked at greeve, "It seems my leader may be busy but prehaps your desire can be solved, i ask cause it seems as your aura is filled with death, that all you'll be doing is self destruction your aura is a lot like my own, well half of it a being meant to kill and destroy, is that your purpose cause if it is i can at least promise part of it." He crossed his arms, he could allow the demon to destroy things but no too much he'd have to figure it out with him but he seemed to be very calm, a good ally it seemed, well other then the part he was a a nexus of destruction but with he'd be working with he could turn a raging warrior into a calm blade for the devil knights, he did it to the monster withen he could do it to that weakling.
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Post by Alaistair on Nov 23, 2016 21:20:17 GMT
In less than 30 seconds of Plato's question, Alaistair arrived on the scene, and begun a quick analysis of the two before him. Alaistair acknowledged to Plato, his tone sparse, "I'm here. These're the two?"
Before Alaistair could hear a response from them, he immediately begun scanning the two from head to toe, as he walked with hands behind his back. The first one to focus his attention was a black, formless cloud. It was strange to Alaistair... He could feel something wrong from it, but he couldn't tell from its current form. Not even a normal demon's soul was black like this! Perhaps it had been through the Frypan mountains far north of here? His eyes then observed the next cloud, and from what Plato had been telling him, he'd found some worthwhile individuals! Yet he only had a couple of black and white souls before him!
"Plato... When you were talking to me," Alaistair spoke, as he turned towards the Konatsian, "You were speaking of some individuals who could be worth bringing in... Yet you have souls before me, with no bodies! The one in black, truth be told, is what intrigues me a bit more, but only slightly! I'm currently working on some private business with some strong forces, currently and don't have much time to keep them waiting. "
Alaistair kept one hand behind him, resting above his tail that twitched behind him, and gestured to the two souls, "I can give you up to twenty minutes for you to show me that these two are worth our time, if you believe it to be the case... Ok?"
(Alaistair is here!)
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Post by Greeve on Nov 23, 2016 22:01:01 GMT
Greeve would have raised an eyebrow at Plato's deduction of who he was, simply by sensing his energy. The demon had to hand it to the dead king. He was perceptive. Though he assumed Greeve was simply out to kill and destroy for the sake of it. And while Greeve's ultimate goal was the end of all life, he considered himself much more than a mindless destroyer. He would have to be careful around this one though. Not just for his great strength, but the king was quite intelligent too.
Then another entity appeared. A demon, much like himself, and by how he carried himself, was most likely Plato's superior. And the demon did not seem impressed by either of them. Greeve wasn't offended though. He figured a formless soul wasn't of much use, though he did derive some amusement for him chewing out Plato for seemingly jumping the gun. "Your subordinate came to us, offering us a position in your ranks," the dark cloud explained in a calm tone. He wasn't making excuses, just stating facts, "And while I admit this current form is less than ideal, I should point out I've only just arrived in this place. Once I'm given the means to restore my body, I can be much more useful to you, if you're willing to have me that is." He honestly didn't care either way, but having such powerful entities on his side for the time being would be useful.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 24, 2016 21:08:20 GMT
Denim simply floated about as she listened to Plato accept her strength as a good thing. He seemed willing to help her, but she didn't have much time to respond to this delightful news because thirty seconds later a tall demon in armor appeared as if out of nowhere and walked towards them with a quick gait. She figured this must be Plato's boss to which she was correct, however, hated hearing his response. Of course they were souls, newly arrived and all that, but if she only had a body she could prove her worth! Sadly, Plato's boss wanted to see them prove their worth right now as he sounded as though he was in a hurry.
The fact that he also seemed more interested in the other guy and not her also pissed her off. She could hear him regurgitate everything about their encounter thus far and quivered with hatred in herself. He was already asking for what she intended to ask for, which was a body, and knew that now he'd likely get one before she would. It just didn't seem fair!
"I-I have a power level of 49,000 PL!" She cried.
"And-and, I took to ripping a girl's eye out when I was alive. I also attempted to conquer a planet for the Arcosian Empire, since I figured if I did, well, they'd let me join their ranks. Those bastards never showed up to help me though in that endeavor and I watched my own daughter get blasted through the chest with a laser beam when she went up against some weird people on the planet Konats. I ultimately followed after getting eaten by one of those monsters. It was a disgusting experience." She stated now with a more quivering voice as she felt the feelings of sickness wash over her. Maybe she wasn't cut out to be evil? Maybe this guy was right? She hoped the people here would accept her though because frankly she was a nobody in the universe and just wanted to be something.
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Post by Plato on Nov 25, 2016 7:33:15 GMT
He turned as he saw his master arrive he bowing his head, "This is Alistair the leader of the devil knights." he said as he had his back turned them to them before he pivoted to look at the both of them. He nodded at Alistair as he spoke as he pressed his concern, He looked at his master, "I am aware they have no bodies, but a king needs an army, even if they are souls, they may one day change the face of the galxey fighting for you, i know this may seem sorta drastic but please understand i try and find people who i believe have potential, raised by people who only looked for potential i know when i see it." His eyes showed with what the first time in prehaps his life one of pure evil , a black lifeless gaze at his master, it hiding something darker behind it. The woman denim and the demon would make good pawns in the game of chess he was playing, a game of chess that he was playing for the universe. The pawns were set, the knights were set, the queen and king were set all the pieces were slowly falling to place, if things went to the way he wanted, then konats would be safe, his only desire. Once konats had been secured he would content of falling to his knees and crying and shamming himself for his acts that were against moral code but for now he didn't care. His death had only brought his strength and wisdom to greater heights. He telepathically called Alistair, "I know this may seem sudden but i wanted to test something on the woman denim when she returns to life, she seeks to find her children, one of which died, and i believe that if we promise her power and put her on a leash she will serve us like a hound, you need loyal servants correct, people who will not question what you ask them to do even if will cost them their life. "You remember the monster i used agiasnt you, i assume you understood its power, i believe it is possible for me to create another and seal it into the woman with the express of purpose of serving us rather then her own will, with this new power she will be more loyal seeing how we can help her by giving her such power but on the other side, if she grows too strong we will still be able to control her, i know this may seem kinda crazy to hear, but this is why i want her to join our ranks, she is someone who attacks my home, so i'm happy to "Help her." Of course Alistair from the tone of voice could easily understand This was not charity act by Plato. This was his method of revenge. Someone believing their are close to someone, with someone believing they are being helped but in truth they are a pawn on a chess board to be throw around at his pleasure and for his plans. He'd need tools, loyal servants those more loyal to him then the devil. He was a member but if they ever came a day they the rated his home they would need to be taken care of. He paused making sure his mental defenses were up, he didn't want alistair trying to pierce his mind and understand his true motives, he had a strong mental defense, he was not intimidated by anything the demon may be able to muster mentally, he had been tutored physically and mentally for years and while the physical torture had only degraded his body, mentally he had been tough his defenses increased to high levels but he still had to be careful, he could not compare the strength of Alistair to the kashvarr, the kashvarr were far weaker. He paused for a moment as he finished his mental call with Alistair looking at the other two, "Denim i am sure my master will understand you'll need your bodies, same with Greeve here, and while they may not have bodies, it does not mean you will not be useful to our cause." He said with a light smile looking back at alistair, "I understand you don't have a lot of time so i hope you make your judgement fast if you don't believe they will have no use that is fine, but i would disagree on such an estimation, they both have potential i can feel it." He looked back at his master, he was not sure what his master was busy with but he understood that he was not going to stand and here him sprawl out a speech he needed to get the point, "They are pawns master see it that way, i also must ask what will make you so busy." He telepathically spoke to his master before turning agian looking at the two waiting for his master's judgement. Alaistair
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Post by Alaistair on Nov 27, 2016 7:18:33 GMT
Alaistair honestly found this a bit irritable... Plato was trying to lecture him? HIM, on how to rule?! He was a million year old entity and he was trying lecture him! He saw his side of things, and was indeed looking for assistance... But he was looking for the merit in one's presence. Plato had earned the right to call him an ally because he met up with Alaistair multiple times. "I've a few things to say, and you'll want to listen, Plato," Alaistair spoke, his voice more frustrated than intended, "For one, you are not my Knight... You're an ally of mine, but you are not my Knight! I must see your worth wholly, for such a role to be given to you. Xylo is one such individual who, even as earnest as he is to take back Namek, has earned that title. Xylo, however, doesn't call me 'master.' I am simply that which wishes to bond the universe together and prevent its own personal death! Now... As for your requests to join me."Alaistair paused, looking to the others that were there. The black cloud wished to join immediately, with only a whim of faith in his ability. Alaistair couldn't operate on such a mentality... But the other cloud made much bolder claims! In an attempt to appease the Arcosian Empire, which Alaistair thought destroyed by the SSE, prior to its invasion of Earth, this woman tried to conquer a planet for them. However, she was greeted to the death of a daughter, and then was devoured by a monster like Plato's beast. The Devil looked at him and told him, out loud to make a point, "If this is actually true, then it is more imperative you control your own 'beast,' Plato! It is your energy gone wild from whatever mad alterations the kashvaar made."He turned back to the others immediately, telling them, "If your worth is indeed such as that, then I can find it out in the Living Realm, can I not? Therefore, I will find this information out personally. Until my fellow compatriots meet at the place I specified, I'm here to simply observe and be Plato's mentor, if you will. I am sure I can make use of you, but I must see it! Give me reason to why I should recruit you..."(Keeping it a bit short. Greeve, your go!)
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Post by Greeve on Nov 29, 2016 18:00:44 GMT
Greeve waited in silence as Plato, Denim, and the demon spoke to eachother. Seemed like there was some tension between the dead king and his demonic master. And with them both having similar levels in power, it seemed like only a matter of time before something boiled over. To be honest, it made Greeve smile (well, he would have if he could). Despite what others may say, bonds were, in the end, such fragile things. And could be broken by any means.
He eyed the woman Denim, feeling a small, malicious desire to throw a spanner into her works. "From what I've gathered, I highly doubt anyone would remember this woman's attempted conquest. If there were indeed those much more powerful than her, then odds are she failed to do any meaningful damage before her and her daughter's life were snuffed out." He remembered from his own experience. He had barely damaged the Northern Capital before he was erased. "As such, a failed invasion isn't really something to be bragging about."
He turned his attention towards the denom, "As for whether you recruit me or not, it really doesn't matter. You associate over there came to us, making promises and offering us a position in your group. Though it seems now that was a promise he couldn't deliver."
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Post by Deleted on Nov 29, 2016 23:10:30 GMT
Denim wished she could slam her head into something. They were putting her down so badly and as a dust cloud of black smog she really didn't have any way to retort back to these people her desires. The demon before her named Alaistair wanted her to physically regain her body and return to the world of the living in order to showcase her worth, the black cloud near her didn't seem to care if he got recruited or not, yet stated that her invasion that failed wasn't something to brag on. That was true, however, she had really worked hard in an attempt to hurt people. She'd thrown her own daughter outside to witness the moon, had her transform into a great ape, and then rampage across the planet Konats. In return for this she'd been killed and so had Denim but she clearly remembered her own daughter knocking down a tower near a large city. Had no one intervened the damage could have been really grand.
Anyway, that was a what-if scenario that had not come to pass and so she was stuck with these three as Alastair also lambasted his own subordinate about some kind of inner monster he had that he could not control. She never knew Plato had this, but knew he had in no shape or form participated in this attack she had done against Konats. Also, none of his kind had that she could remember since no one themselves had transformed into a big monster in response to her.
"I'll do as you say and get stronger by forcibly gathering the energy to return to the world of the living, however, I'll have you know none of Plato's kind took part in my fight. The monster I speak of is a humanoid creature. I'd almost describe him as a lizard since he was green and had a long tail. Whatever he was though he attacked me after I attacked the group defending Konats and got caught in a bad situation where they literally tried to vaporize me with electricity and exploding weapons. The end result somehow left me still intact, but he attacked me with his tail and nearly swallowed me once before I escaped. Then he attacked again and ate me whole with strange acids he had inside himself." Denim explained to them all as her cloud wavered back and forth in a shivering way.
"I probably went into too much detail on that so... I guess I want something in return for my services to the great Devil Knights. Something besides getting my body and future daughter back, and maybe getting stronger, what I want from you Alaistair sir is a unique opportunity to lay claim to one of your soldiers and potentially conceive another child. I can't trust the future daughter I lost recently in that battle against that group on Konats, but I still want her by my side to ensurer a proper future occurs. But I stil want to take the time to become pregnant again and raise a child in the proper, evil ways a villain should act, in case Silk isn't the one I really need to raise for my shining future of destruction." She added.
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Post by Plato on Nov 30, 2016 1:08:29 GMT
He nodded as Alistair began to rant explaining to plato what he had done wrong the king blinking for a few moment before nodding, "Sorry Alistair, just trying to do what i assumed my role was, yes i am only his ally, might of twisted a few words here and their." he said looking at the other two, "but that does not change anything, as i said their going to more people needed." he looked at Alistair hoping this time he was not going to screw it up, he already nearly ruined his chances but he still had a chance to convince alistair that they could be good allies, and that he was was working for them not against them, "For us to bond the universe, we are going to need other people, Alistair and his knights will be doing alot of the heavy lifting, but for the universe to be united we need people who are detached from the group." He looked back directly at the two narrowing his gaze first at Greeve, "Yes i made some uh..bold statements but it does not change the fact that if you asset us i'm sure he will assist you back, that is why i serve as an ally to alistair, but the more allies he has then that will be better for him more people scouting the status of worlds, of people, and of threats to his plans." He looked at the two of them, he was not sure if he had convinced alistair but in the end he would make due, he would make them stronger. He listened to Denim story as it finally hit him. Plato jaw dropped, "Ate you...." He thought about it a tail opening up buring her alive sucking in all her organs but that was not what scared him. The thought of a being that could not existed on konats, a being that absorbed people into his biology. What kind of sick twisted creature was on his home. Plato face grew even more pale then it normally was as the menacing aura from before began to fluctuate, he was thinking about what could be happing on his homeworld. The thoughts made him sick and angry, But he was not that stupid to lose control. He closed his eyes breathing in hard as his aura was pulled back down as he sighed, "It is worse then i thought, creatures are absorbing others, they could be doing that to my people it must mean dr. Breech was defeated or....worse." he could not bear to think, That was a creation of the kashvarr or even worse, that android breech. Could he do it?, create a bio mechanical android if one could create robots then one could create that, the kashvarr could create monsters so why couldn't a doctor. Plato closed his eyes agian as he turned towards the others, "This news grieves me." He said with a shallow breath taking in everything that was racing through his head one thousands miles a second. What the fuck was going on konats? He looked at denim, "We don't want to destroy, if we destroy everything their is nothing left to rule but to create a world of true peace you got to burn it." It was clear plato sounded sick at this point his rate of breathing had increased too he was panicked. He didn't know what to do. He really didn't feel like staying their anymore he looked back at Alistair, "once they get their bodies back i'll train them and let you know of their progress whether or not your going to ask them to help you on their quest, i got time to use and i need training as well even if it someone far weaker then me." He turned as he began to walk "I need to sit down and go rest somewhere, i'm being clouded with horrible thoughts i thought my people were safe but i don't know anymore it tearing at me." Plato was speaking to himself but loud enough for them to hear. He sat down still in the area listening but he needed to cool himself down. He never felt more sick in his life, the feeling was gnawing at his soul. Alaistair
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Post by Alaistair on Dec 1, 2016 5:44:04 GMT
"That's not wrong," Alaistair responded to the black cloud, "But it's not right either. You've as open a shot as Pipa did... A man from a while ago I attempted to recruit back on Earth."Alaistair was like a businessman, looking to buy stocks. Most of the time, the small amounts of stock he'd buy would fail, but once in awhile, he'd find a gold mine and make quite a bit back from it! At the moment, such worthy stock was Xylo, even after the failure they had on Namek. Even Kizuki, someone who looked like someone to invest in, was not great stock to have... That was a unique case though. Other than that, he'd been investing in small amounts from Plato, and he wanted to see that it was bearing fruit. Both souls before them were micro-investments that would accompany Plato, and since Plato himself was someone who wanted to be seen as a good investment, it was up to him to show his worth. Yet, they were looking at Alaistair and directing him to lead this conversation! The way they were talking, they wanted to be guided from the Devil from the get-go. Even after the gruesome details Denim provided, Alaistair didn't have a change in his expression. He'd seen worse, experienced worse, and still existed as he was now. Plato spoke telepathically to him, telling him that he'd train the two as soon as they got their bodies. Alaistair looked at him, and told him, out loud for the two to hear and be in the loop, "What you need to do, if you want people to come to you, is 1: Learn about the people you're willing to work with, to bring about your goals. You may be a King, and I a Devil, but in the end we're both entities living with others and are no different the ant carrying sugar to its colony. The ant has its own goals, but in order to carry them out, it must work with all the other ants, who also have their own goals and are willing to work the ant. It's called mutual agreements. 2: Be open and adapt your knowledge to obtain your end goal, as well as the goal of your allies. Mine is to conquer life and protect it from itself, which means I must always be learning and be adapting to what I need to do. Xylo intends to conquer Namek and bring the Namekians under his wing, which is a much smaller goal than mine, but it's also part of my goal. Just as you want unite Konats under you as well, and protect it. You've presented to me what you need and I can work with it..."Alaistair paused and looked at the other two, pointing at both with pinky and pointer fingers. He asked them, rhetorically, "Looking at your goals, are they constant? Do they allow for satisfying steps? Think on that... Don't tell me the answer right now," he added, "I'm not looking for your answers! I'm looking for something else to invest in... And can you invest your time to assist Plato?"( Greeve, your go!)
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Post by Greeve on Dec 1, 2016 17:30:04 GMT
Greeve listened to the exchange between Alistair and Plato, with Alistair doing away with the telepathy to speak out loud for everyone to hear. As the demon spoke, it was becoming more and more clear that Alistair's goals were in complete opposite to his own. Alistair wished to rule over life and preserve it. Greeve on the other hand wished to end all life, to bring them into the fair world of the Afterlife. He could care less about the goals of both Plato and Denim, for he knew that they would have no interest in assisting him. These people consistently clung to life, despite the pain and misfortune it brought them.
When Alistair turned to him and Demin, asking if they could help Plato, Greeve spoke first. "I'm afraid I must decline. Upon further consideration it has become clear that our goals are...incompatible." He looked back and forth between Alistair and Plato. He had a feeling that their ultimate goals were at odds with eachother as well. They just didn't realize it yet.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 1, 2016 22:03:32 GMT
Alaistair babbled on and on as did Plato about various things relating to her relay of monster information to how one should act under Alaistair's group. Neither men were starting to actually satisfy Denim either as she listened to them speak. Alaistair wanted to see her in action before he could let her join his group, which Denim would have been happy to do, however, she didn't have a fricking body! Plato on the other hand wanted these two to be accepted in the group it seemed so he could gain prestige with the demon and stand above some guy named Xylo. She had not a clue who that was but she didn't care since frankly Plato was a wuss. He couldn't stomach the idea of the monster she had described and unlike him she'd lived and died through its awful actions.
She remained quiet but if she had a face to stare into all of them would have seen her cheeks and forehead turn a boiling red color as they flared with sudden rage. She looked to her other fellow black cloud and muttered to only him, "Seems you want to decline, huh? Do you mind if I come with you? I don't know if I can stand these people here and I promise not to be an annoyance to you. They seem like they have plans but are too dull to explain them to us when I've sort given them all the things I'd like to barter with them on. My children, my life, and the full force of my body. I can't see them offering anything useful in return if they've talked this long without fully expressing their goals clearer."
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Post by Plato on Dec 1, 2016 22:53:30 GMT
"Dull?" Plato finally stopped spacing out, he had been for the past couple minutes just trying to figure out what to do. He now seemed to have wasted alistair time and their time. The king got to his feet dusting his armor off. "Well thank you two for at least listening to a fool like me." He muttured under his breath. It made sense the demon had nothing to gain being a death with an aura that flicked with death, it only reminded him of the beast sealed with himself a being meant to kill but the woman had nothing, he needed to find his children and she claimed that they not explained anything, which at least on his part was true, you just don't spit out what your gonna do to people you just meet, at least that what he assumed. He had wasted alistair time, he said he was busy he telepathically calling Alistair, "It seems i wasted your time, i apologize, prehaps it is because i wish to proved my worth because i still lack in strength but it i understand now why your organization exists the way it does, you need strong people, we need people who are strong they are not, so i apologize." A grave look overtook his eyes as he turned towards Denim, "I thank you two for listing to me but i guess i should explain to you what will happen if we ever meet agian." a dark look overtook his eyes as smoke began to float out of his body forming in front of him. "You claimed to come to my homeworld for the aroscian empire if i'm correct." The smoke began to take form as first the massive fiery leg formed out of the smoke before the rest of its body followed flames rushing out all around the area as the beast, a beast sealed withen him for years. Plato eyes were filled with rage, they already made their choice. The beast fist arched back sailing past Denim slamming into the rock behind creating a massive crater, "If i see you anywhere near my home with those lizards i'll kill you, i don't appreciate people thinking they can take my homeworld because i'm not around and some androids think they can walk around like they own the place, and so did you." He looked right into the woman's eyes, "You better pray to any god you have that if the day we meet your 10 times stronger then you are now or i'll turn you into a puddle on my carpet." He turned, their was nothing else to discuss they declined their choice, but it was annoying to him, he had wasted time he could of been putting into training, he was going to have to push his anger into something. Rather then desoummoing his monster the beast turned following him off, as they headed somewhere? He had nothing else to say to any of them he was too frustrated to really choose a spot he just needed to get out of their. Plato has exited Gonna take powerlevel with heavyweights Alaistair
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Post by Alaistair on Dec 2, 2016 21:05:54 GMT
After Alaistair's explanation, the effect of it didn't take long to get out. The black cloud presented itself as someone who wanted death for everything, the opposite of what Alaistair wanted, which Alaistair simply gave a smile to. However, the look in his eyes would give Greeve the idea that, if he were to get in his way, Death was going to be, 'an easy way out.' He turned then turned to Plato, and messaged him telepathically, "This is not a waste of Plato... And I have good news, too! You can still gain another ally from the mother... Give her some time to come around though.""Denim, was it," Alaistair asked, looking at the other soul, "What I want is control of over Death. That is literally my goal."He floated up and with unmoving lips, spoke to Denim, and only she, "You will be able to find assistance in Plato, myself, and the other members of my organization. Stay with Plato and give him a chance. Remember you are a mother, and as such, you must be certain that your child has sanctuary, the moment you two revive. My allies, knights, and I will do this for you, so long as you work with us... Do avoid listening to this other soul. If what he says is true, he is a danger to everything around him."Alaistair rocketed off, relaying a message to Gurumarra, Xylo, Zerori, and the witch that he was on his way back. After that, he presented Plato with another message. "Plato, the reason I am rushed is because Xylo, myself, and a couple of others are returning to the Living Realm, shortly. Thus is why I had been so stern. Keep this knowledge to yourself until you can be absolutely certain of Denim being a certified ally. Understood?"(Alaistair is out! Will be taking power level. )
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Post by Greeve on Dec 2, 2016 23:24:07 GMT
Plato didn't seem too happy with Greeve and Denim rejecting his offer, especially with the overbearing display of force he showed by calling forth his beast. A beast disguised as a man. The dead king was merely denying his true nature, nothing more. Overall, Greeve wasn't impressed. That show of might had failed to save Plato when he was alive, what good would it do here in the world of the dead? Likewise, behind Alistair's smile, the revenant could see exactly what the demon planned if Greeve crossed paths with him. Again, Greeve failed to be impressed. He wanted control of all life? Such a foolish motion, since life was temporary at best. In the end, he would be ruling over nothing, and would be back here in the Afterlife soon enough.
Denim seemed interested in accompanying him as well. "If you like," Greeve simply replied, beginning to float away from the group, "I'm merely taking the time to explore this place. You're free to join me, you wont be a bother." Maybe he could convince her to give up on returning to the land of the living? It seemed Alistair had other plans as he approached her to speak with her, telepathically no doubt. Odds are the demon was trying to convince her once again, though after Plato's display, Greeve couldn't imagine him having an easy time of it.
Regardless, Greeve had other places to be. Going slow incase Denim wished to come, he began to float away.
--- Greeve is leaving the thread. Shoki please.
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