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Started April 27, 2020 by @trinitywilliams group

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"it tasted like chicken. of course it was appetizing."

Cyrus poked his head around the corner of the door and sighed before someone out of sight booted him inside. He growled at them and walked in, readjusting his purple suit vest. “Well, I’m here a little early in my character development, but my author wasn’t going to miss this opportunity. My name is Cyrus, or Cyrene when my body fluxes to female…. And apparently I am a slow burn villain.”

Give the meta shit a break. Just be in character. Hex continues to fix her eye. So far, an amorphous pale blob has formed in her socket and she tries to mold into something that resembles her eye, but it starts spilling out right when she shapes it into an oval. She spits a curses and tears the failed eye out of her face and throws it to the ground. It shrivels up into black ooze and disintegrates. What have you done to procure the title of a "villain?" She doesn't look up as she continues to work away.

Cyrus stuck out his tongue and flipped her off and sat on a stool with procured with a flick of his fingers before crossing his legs. “Pretty basic shit. Tried to destroy my universe because it was corrupted almost destroyed other planes of existence, but I was pretty ruthless about it, and didn’t really care I was ending lives. But hey, they had only created me to use me, so I don’t really give a shit.”

“And the entire point of me and my universe is be “meta”. This is in character, especially for me.” He pulled a pack of cigarettes and a lighter and light himself a cigarette. “Do you smoke?” He waved the pack at the other Gillian he just meant as he took a drag.

Negative stared at Cyrus and tilted her head. "INtestesting. Are you human? Part human? NOT human? PLease, share more about yourself."

Hex growls at the foul smelling item. Great. Another fool that fills its lungs with smoke and beckon the evening bell. Get that away from me. It stinks. Her fingers are deep in her eye. They should logically be emerging on the other side of her head, but she continues to fiddle around inside her skull.

“Cosmocrat actually. My universe works on a hierarchy of beings, and I am on the highest rank, being essentially a god-like entity. I used to act more human though, before the fourth Cosmocrat was created. I lived amount the low bloods for quite awhile after my creation while my “friends” plotted to overthrow the monarch of our universe. He was not Cosmocrat, by the way.” He took another drag. “I was created due to some stupid prophecy, as per usual, and wasn’t told much about what I was for a long time. There was one person who kept trying to teach me who I was, but he was cursed. So yeah, I have the normal backstory and “tragic past”. It’s pretty stupid.”

"By the way, Hex" Negative said looking her dead in the…eye. "How do you do that? Make childens limbs come out of your ey-" Suddently there was a gunshot that whimsed by Negatives head. She took a few steps back and looked where the bullet came from.

Cyrus gazed curiously in the direction of the gunshots, puffing one more bout of smoke before dropping it in the floor and sliding off the stool, grinding it under his black sleek military boot. When he took the heel away, there was no evidence the cigarette had been there at all. “So I see there are uncouth villains. I was getting a little disappointed.” He smirked.

(OOC: nice)
All of a sudden, while Hex was just about to finish the first step of reforming her eye, another bullet comes out of nowhere and destroys her hard work. It strikes her exactly the same place she had shot herself and she reacts with a brief flinch. A mess of blackness tumbles out of her socket in waves of chunks and splatter on the floor. MOTHER FUCKER!!! She turns to where Negative was facing. WHO FUCKIN DID IT!? WHO WANTS TO GET FUCKED!? WHO WANTS TO FEEL DEATH CRAWL INTO YOUR LUNGS AND TEAR APART YOUR RIBS!? SHOW YOURSELF AND FACE YOUR FATE YOU LITTLE SHIT! She bellows out curses in both meanings as she bares her teeth and stretches her claws with malicious intent drenching her presence.

Chaos, knowing someone was about to get fucked up, sat down and began silently playing with his tail.

Cyrus looked at the mess on the floor and clucked his tongue, shaking his head before conjuring a black flask and uncapping it, taking a nice big swig before muttering, “This place is insane. I’m not disappointed any longer.”

Cyrus looked over and saw another person playing with their own tail and sauntered over, cautiously. “So who are you?”

You INSOLENT-! She takes her claw and in a moment of pure anger, was about to shank the twerp with her claws. She stops right at the back of his head as he walks over to Chaos and a guttural snarl rumbles in her chest. The contract. You live now, fucker, but not for long. Unless you are another being here with immunity to curses, you are effectively fucked. She spits at his boots and growls at him. She turns to Negative and barks out more swears. Who fucking took my eye!? I know you know, half-demon shit.

Cyrus looked between the two, getting ready to step in between if things got out of hand.

Chaos opened his maw to say: 'oh, hey! name Chaos!' but then he was cut off by Hex swearing up a fucking storm and then spitting on some dirty boots. Blinking, he stood up and backed up. "Hex, i am an innocent! i am sure you know that! I would like to stay alive-" he was cut of with a growl that rumbled in his throat, in a few moment, the familiar thick, foggy mist appeared out from the shadows. Chaos was sucked into said dark fog and after a few minutes, the faint beady, bright green eyes appeared. "what thee actual fuck is happening!?" a booming echo asked, the room seems to fall quiet as they stared up at the foggy male. "and why are there 4 new others? what the hell happened, Hex, Vozreal?" he questioned.

KING HAS RETURNED!!! ))

Cyrus sipped his alcohol again, raising an eyebrow. “Oh dear.” He was slightly sad that the tailed villain was gone, and hoped he’d be back unharmed. If he didn’t he’d have to fight some people.

Negative stared in disbeleive. She had no idea what happened to Chaos.
"DOES IT LOOK LIKE I KNOW, HEX!!!!???" Another gunshot came and went strait threw Negatives head. She seemed unharmed, as if she didn't feel it. "Woah…" She looked at the dark fog and then all around the room. "THE ACTUAL FRICK?" Negative started to hyperveluate.

Then she grew at least 4 more feet(shes 5'7) She towered into a black, stone demon with red glowing cracks all over in her. She had long, daggered hair that could cut metal. She stood, scared of what would happen next.

Cyrus pressed his lips together in mildly concerned thought. “Well then. I think Imma yet myself outta here for now. Be back when it’s over or if that dude, Chaos, comes back for rescuing.” And with that, he popped out of that plane of existence.

Hex watches as the girl sprouts four more feet and becomes a giant stone demon creature with sharp, dangerous hair. She groans in annoyance while her eye continues to weep dark, sludging curses. Bitch, I was the tallest mother fucker in this, you hijacked that from me. Get the fuck back to being an insect and find that gun person. I want this bitch to suffer. She looks to where the shot came from. SHOW YOURSELF COWARD. ANOTHER VICTIM IN MY CHASM WILL BE ENOUGH TO PAY THE PRICE. She stands menacingly to the darkness. Then she snaps her head to the familiar voice of The Shadow King reentering the room from the body of his brother. Welcome back. We are hunting. She turns back and continues cursing into the shadows.

"Hunting? what for." he questioned, floating over towards Hex and glaring into the shadows. "and what the fuck happened to your eye?" he asked, his eyes still locked onto the other side of the room.