A sudden crack resounds through the room. The terrible noise of rocks crumbling and cracking comes from Hex's body as she reanimates herself. She leans her spine back until a loud snap is heard. She flings herself back forward and groans. She groans for a long time. The groan gets louder and more aggressive. Then it gradually becomes a roar combined with a screech. She stops then looks at Vozreal, very, very angry with him. She put both claws together and against her mouth as she breathes in steadily. So… the next time you want to do that. Give me a warning. Or just do not do it. She punctuates her words by gesturing with her hands and bringing them to her face. Otherwise. You will bestow knowledge of human copulation into my brain. Which. Is useless. Did you know? I am not human? Crazy, I know. But I am not. She sighs angry but tired and puts a claw to her head. I am simply going to expel such information from my mind. It is utterly repulsive. I truly hope my species does not engage with such abhorrent acts. They do.
It is rather disgusting in horrid, in my opinion." Britney said
Hex growls into her claws. Yes, it is… I have no use for it. She pauses for a moment. Her eyes twitch slightly with thought. Then realization dawns on her face. A sickening, horrid, abominable smile creeps on her face. However… if I have enough resources… I can have a never ending supply of children at my disposal… Her eyes are more blank than usual and her mouth is frozen into that awful grin. She starts mumbling into her claw about things I really don't wanna type cause holy cow I think its worse than the sex thing.
There is nothing worse than the sex thing))
(OOC: bruh, she wanted people to breed like cattle so she can eat their children the second theyre born. Like, I don't wanna be typin that in a positive manner, but that's just how she is. its weird cause its legit funny to mess with her, but I gotta remember that she's considered my worst villain for a reason.)
Just 1 thing worse then the sex thing))
Everyone knows that you don't hunt the fawn. its hunter 101."
Why does she want to eat babies, when she has repeatedly said that she wants her prey to be running away?))
(uh yeah sure. you just want me to pop in or do you want a bio first or something)
(OOC: She loves the hunt. The fear that claims her victim as the realization of inevitability possesses them. As they process the unavoidable fate as a mere statistic, a number added to her chasm. She loves the struggle. How they desperately wish to live and survive. To see their families and friends. Because devouring that hope is just as satisfyingly as devouring them alive. Those are her meals, her source of nourishment and gratification. But children are special, because they are her treat. They are sweet and sinless and do not process evil or good, simply the innocence of youth and the ignorance of life. Not only that, but the sorrow and suffering a parent feels to see their child ripped apart alive while they can only witness is her most beloved sight. Children are special because they are an easy simply treat that allows her access to a wonderful sorrow that she alone can taste. It's all very cruel and horrible, but she revels in it. It is the only thing in the world she feels joy toward. It is her goal to be a monster.
A beast
A plague.
A curse
A hex.
Also, you can pop in in any way you want! If you wanna drop a bio, go ahead! If you wanna be spontaneous, go ahead! Just make sure they're a villain!
(contemplating…. uhhh. Aight)
"I smelt, PAIN, Pain of one that could be as powerful as I" whispered a sinister voice.
"Yes twas pain, torment" a voice borne of thousands of years of corruption and torment hissed, a glowing rune appeared and from it a twisted apparition dragged itself. Its head was in the form of a stags skull, with twisting towering antlers that spoke of naught but disease and terror. Its eyes seemed to hold the cosmos within themselves and never rested in one place for more than a moment. It dragged itself forward on mantis like limbs, the wasted upper body of a human followed by the twisting rotting tail of a snake. "Yes, pain. it was here" the being sniffed the air "I am Azgoroth, the Elder god of time. the Eternal planner, what hath brought me here? some folly or error?" he sniffed again and opened his maw, screams of pain seemed to emanate from it. "That I do not know" his jaw snapped shut "But ah, who are you?"
"Britney? and what art thou? my vision has been impaired slightly after my battle with the seven souled, thus I can see the depths of the cosmos but not what is in front of me. nought but a small hindrance for one such as I".
Hex looks up from her horrifically devised scheme that luckily never happens in canon and sees the new addition to the menagerie of nonsense that is this room. A creature with a deer's skull and the stench of death became apparent in the room. She brings her arms to her side and raises them. Welcome to the realm of the wicked and the damned, stag. I am the Abominable Witch known to the cursed and spared as Hex. She walks directly in front of him and leans her head down to his level with a wicked grin plastered on her face. So, your sight fails you but not your intuition. Fascinating… how have you earned your title as a being of sin and malice? Who have you defeated or opposed? Her mood is greatly elevated from her recent revelation and is quite chatty now.
"Interesting." Negative observed the girl from afar, not wanting to get shot.
“Ah. Hex. A fitting name for one such as yourself, you ask how one as myself gained the title I now bear. In short, I wasted my time. I plotted the rise of empires while orchestrating their downfall, I created cities that challenged even the gods then smote them with plague and agony. I built worlds from nothing but the dust of a newly born cosmos then destroyed them with filth. I am the everlasting planner, I am one of the five elder gods”. Azgoroth clicked his jaws “you smell of dark Magica. And you” he twisted to stare at Brittany “you smell of the infernal planes, I enjoy you both. But what had transpired to cause such agony when I had first arrived?”
My name is Vozreal. Vozreal Rafter." He said
Hex hums in further intrigue at the being. There was a comfort in knowing that she was not the only nonhuman looking creature in the room. I do not recall there being agony in this room. She grimaces slightly. Unless you include the nonconsensual bestowing of knowledge of human copulation by a foolish demon as agony, then yes, there was much of it. Her smile picks up again. That has been remedied however. Now, you claim are a god of time. What power would that entail? Destroying empires and worlds is an impressive feat no doubt. She holds her grin while she looks through his cosmo-filled eyes.
"being a god of time opens gates to power beyond others if used correctly. To control the ebb and flow of time, to bring it back and push it forward, to see what others future entails based on the distortions in the cosmic timefeild around them. It is exhilarating. For instance, I could see what was in your future. Based off of that, plan the perfect strategy to bring about your end and then, Sell it to the highest bidder if I so desired, or simply influence one to take that exact course of action" he laughed "Ah. the looks on some faces when their actions were predicted perfectly, such confusion. Such powerlessness, such pain…"
Hex looks at the creature in front of her with great interest. So, he too is someone that understands the pleasures of indulging in another's misery and misfortune. It's about damn time . Who do you oppose, stag? Or I should say, who opposes you? There must be some troublesome adversary that only wishes to see your goals stopped and destroyed. She brings a claw to her chin and rests it there as she listens.
He wanted to test out the other guys time stopping powers, but not right now.
(Hey guys so this is a manged computer by my parents so tone it down a bit on the explicitness please.
Suddently Negative clutched her chest and scremmed, she laid on the ground and sat in pain for about 2 minute, before vanishing right before everyone's eyes, leaving the scream in the air. She died.
Thats it for Negative. You guys are really explicit. Bye.
( @Kesha-Has-Bad-Ideas OOC: oh my gosh I am so so sorry we should have been more considerate with the subject material and taken age and pc usage into account I am SO SORRY. I promise we will tone done explicit or mature topics to allow your inclusion. If you really don’t wanna come back, that is completely valid and you are under no obligation to rejoin the rp. I am so very sorry that we didn’t think about stuff like this 😰. Oh jeez THATS why you didn’t want Hex to cuss I’m sorry I should have caught on sooner. But nonetheless, I’m very sorry you have to leave and I hope that you can join an rp that is more subject friendly. To avoid confusion I suggest having a rule set where specific themes or subjects cannot be discussed. That way people won’t stumble into it while talking or purposely avoid it. I hope you have a better time on Notebook.ai and I can’t wait to hear about your characters and stories, they seem fascinating!)
(well that happened. F, apologies if I was too explicit in descriptions. also sorry If I keep on dropping random characters on your heads. its all a bunch of lore shit)
"You ask who opposes me witch, ah. That is a question not easily answered" the elder god begin twisting his tail and his upper body lifted from the floor as if held aloft by some unseen force "At the moment my two rivals are the son of Geuka the silencer of stars, Shizan the god slayer. And the seven souled, now the god slayer is simple to understand, his mother was offered up to me in exchange for the knowledge of how to destroy Almaath the wasted, god of death. Of course the star silencer did not know it was his wife I would take as tribute. But he knew there was naught he could do to stop me. But the seven souled, he confuses me". The elder god shut his eyes and brought his mantis like limbs together "He is not what you would call a good man, he is a shattered creation of the void. One that never should have been, his future is shrouded from me but his past is as bright as the wings of Xavo the seer, guardian of all knowledge. I know not what his intentions are, he has shaken the throne of the elder gods itself, crossed the river of souls, and bent the chains of Sinar that hold my kin in place. He seems to be a being of chaos and disorder, and he vexes me".
