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Started April 27, 2020 by @trinitywilliams group

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"the frick, Vozreal and Hex? IM NOT A VOLLEYBALL!!!"

Negative stood up and dusted herself off, looking at the ugly sight of Hex vomiting. "ANd enough with the cussing."

Like not bad man, you made me use 10% of my power."

She points to Vozreal. Fuck your 10 percent. Then she points to Negative. And fuck you. Her shoulders slouch while her fingers still pinch her fractured head. I just had to do that shit again because the sub-worm decided it would be smart to do it again. She groans in annoyance and irritation. One day… she's just gonna take all of their hearts and make it one of her treasured few. She'll cherish them like a sow to a babe. Like she does to all who are with her. But she can't cause reasons.

He pulled out his own heart and gave it to her. "Merry christmas." he said to hex

"What did I ever do to you?!" Negative yelled, walking towards Hex.

Hex looks at the heart that was being displayed to her, then turns her eyes to Vozreal with complete animosity. How many times must I say it, sub-worm. I want my prey breathing, and bleeding, and running, and screaming. THIS. Is a simplistic gift offered to me by a lowly being with such little wit, a rock would be more clever. I am a hunter. A hunter gives chase. Not accept pieces of flesh given to its teeth with no pursuit. She turns away from him for a second before facing back at him. The deer does not count. I was hungry. She redirects her attention to Negative, scowling at her yelling. I do not know if you notice, half-demon, but my skull will any second now sport teeth and spit out a tongue if I neglect it, so I am not in the best temper to be cordial to anyone.

Za Warudo!" time stopped and he put a 18-wheeler about 30 ft above Hex's head. He then returned to where he was and resumed time.

Hex looks up to see a large truck had manifested above her somehow. Which then began to plummet towards her at a rapid speed. She lifts the claw not holding her skull closed up and makes a strange gesture with her hand. The vehicle halts in mid air. She looks to Vozreal with a malicious grimace. Did you forget I am a witch? She open her palm up to it and it's slowly folded in half, bending metal screeching through the air. It folds over and over again while the sounds of metal getting crushed and tarnished reverberates and debris falls haphazardly all around them. Then the truck, now a tiny ball of steel, lands in Hex's claw. It's as big as a head, but in her palm it looks like a baseball. She YEETS it several feet to her right and returns to closing her fracture. That gesture is far more efficient on living beings. Whatever that thing was is not organic, so it was not as effective.

Yare yare…" he said, britishly. (dont ask)

King sighed, "im gonna say it once again. What the fuck is happening." he grumbled something underneath his breath about how he now regretted coming back.

Hex groans at Vozreal's nonsense and King's confusion. You tell us King. We met your brother. And you were right. He is annoying.

To recap. She begins. When you arrived, some one shot my eye and I got pissed. Then the demon, who has less neurofunctional activity than a platypus, decided that my regenerative abilities work best when I am in pain or angered, so he slapped my face. Which is false, mind you. She breathes in to control her unbridled wrath and then continues. So, because of that very, very, very, very, very very, dumb decision, I almost impaled him on my claws and ate his head. He tragically evaded both maneuvers and kicked my mouth. I tried to be the bigger person and stop because I was getting tired of dealing with his abysmal games, but he threw that infernal, damned thing in my mouth! She points to the part of the floor that was covered in her bile. Within it, a very small shriveled up blunt is seen. Fortunately, I recited a Curse of Inseparation and maintained my physical form despite my body falling apart. Then he altered the flow of time, threw the half-demon wench at me, and tried to drop some kind of metallic beast on my head. She groans like she aged 10 years in one second. She looks at King up and down with an annoyed look on her face which then became perplexed. So ignoring all that, your situation with your brother… you mean to tell me that you both just live in the same body that sometimes is a black fog and sometimes is a dragon? Is that just a thing you have to deal with?

"I am not your pray," Negative looked around the room, "But I am just as powerful as you."

Hex looks to the girl with an unreadable expression. Her eyes slowly squinted and her frown slightly deepened. My prey is whatever comes into my maw. It is whatever falls into my chasm. Of course you are not my prey. You are simply something else. She crosses her arms and looks down on the girl. Whatever you are can be categorized as 'spared'. Only because I have my reasons for not devouring everyone at this very second. She leans down and comes face to face with Negative while a scowl creeps on her face. And I have no interest in whatever power you possess. You could rip my soul out of my body and tear it apart. You could set the world ablaze and take the lives of every organic creature alive. You could rewrite existence and causality without a thought. I care not what you do. She straightens herself and glowers at Negative with hostility.

I'm thinking of adding a new villain))

They're not gonna replace him, and this means I will have more to say dialog wise, if that makes sense))

"Get away from me." Negative said, cooly. "Of course I could do all of those things to you. Of course I can be spared, because if you did eat me or hurt me, then I could kill you from the inside." Negative scowled and walked to Vozreal. "By the way your breath sinks." Negative rolled her eyes.

Hex, who was somber and angered 2 seconds before hearing that, promptly threw back her head and laughs so hard that she almost vomits again. Her cackle sounds like screeching more than laughing but the sickening smile on her face was telling enough. She fights through her fit and tries to speak. KI-KI KILL ME FROM THE INSIDE!? KKHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAAAAA!!!
She doubles over and starts slapping her knee(????) while her black tongue lolls out of her mouth. MY SISTER ALREADY TRIED THAT, YOU FOOL! SHE FAILED! YOU REALLY THINK YOU ARE THE FIRST PERSON TO THINK OF THAT?! PLEASE! She continues her hearty guffaw while basically on the verge of throwing up. After a while she takes a couple of big breaths and regains her composure. HAA HAA HAHa ha. Okay yeah, I am done. She stills giggles to herself, but yeah, she's done. Then she makes a wide smile again and points to Vozreal while looking at Negative. You know, he has told me the same thing! Which, yes my breath is abhorrent, but also, I frankly could not bring it within myself to care. My heart legitimately has the frank inability to care about how offensive my breath could be to you all. She shrugs with a shit-eating grin.

"Well, Im stronger than her. Of course, I can." She glanced away for a second but then immedently focused on Hex again. "Dont even think on trying it, either."

Hex snickers at her words. Well of course you are. Anyone is stronger than her. She is a weak, spineless, foolish coward that has less brain activity than dirt. She could be killed by a determined duck. It makes no difference. She says all this with a very shit-eating grin while not knowing that I had measured the power levels of all my characters and her sister breaks top 3 easily. Meanwhile she cant even break top 5 (not because shes weak, but anything she does can be undone by her competition because reasons.) Nonetheless, it is not a major feat to kill her. I already did that. fuckingwhorebitch. She says that last part very quickly with very real indignation and animosity contorting her face horrifically into a sick grotesque perversion of an anatomically correct face. She regains her ease not a split second later and looks around the room in confusion. Is anyone else alive? Did they die at some point? She turns to Vozreal with her eyes squinted. Did you kill them or something?

Negative scoffed and loked at her feet, her shoes were holey. She had barely any shoes, and torn socks.

"I would ne-" A arrow flew by and struck him in his arm,, piercing him. "OWW! WHAT THE FUCK!?!" He screeched. Someone has shot an arrow into his arm.
"Sup, bitches?" A female voice said, but it wasn't Azrael. It was Britney. Britney was blue-eyed, and with brown hair styled like a bob. She had freckles and was rather cute. She came out of her hiding hole. Vozreal recognized the voice.
Britney was holding her signature bow and arrow.

(Britney)

(OOC: She's the same orientation as Hex! :D )Hex raises an eyebrow she anatomically doesn't have as she observes the new person in the room. She then slowly puts her hands together and softly claps. I have been wanting to do that since I got here. She takes a few more seconds to look her up and down before finally asking. Who are you exactly? And are you an enemy of virtue? Because you have to be if you desire to remain here.