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heyy y'all, so i have news. im gonna have to stop rping here. I kinda lost motivation to rp for this anymore….I'm so so sorry! because im not going to role play in this anymore we're just gonna act like King and Spring just evaporated out of thin air?? im sorry again! I had fun with this rp but now i just feel like i have nothing more to offer qwq ))
(We'll miss you! And I think the rp is coming to a end! You can join this however!)
(OOC: Sorry to hear, your characters are a lot of fun and don't feel that way! There is always somehting fun and spontaneous to add in any rp! <3!)
Hex stares at Azgoroth with blank, yet ferocious eyes as a rumble climbs her throat and comes out her mouth as a snarl. She takes her claw away from his throat and towards his head, harshly tapping the side of his face. She stares longer at him for a few moments longer before laxing her shoulders and clicking her tongue. You truly are immune… a pity. She turns her head to Vozreal and barks. If they are still alive, kill them! My contract has been nulled and my maw craves blood. She flexes her claws and bares her teeth. Let us hunt.
Somehow, Azrael vanished. Don't ask why.
"I think you already killed Allison…" He noticed
“Ah. Cosmic fluctuations” observed Azgoroth staring at the place where king had been only moments before “this does not bode well”.
Hex crosses her arms and grunts in agitation. That was a pathetic fight. That death angel better return for my teeth to make better purchase with flesh. She turns her gaze back to Azgoroth. Stag, are your adversaries still present? And if not, will they return? Hex was itching for a fight or a meal. Or both.
“I do not believe they are present, however. The Seven souled is close, if he is I’ll engage I do not know”.
(Would you like The seven souled, the Irvine of my forum name to attack or nah. Checking because plot)
(Go ahead!)
(YEAH!)
(i… i wanna join this as my oc Bailey– I'm so tempted,,,)
(This RP is almost over…)
(oh, nvm thEn-)
(-slides out of chat-)
Azgoroth alithrrs backwards and hisses venomously “he is here”. The air ripples with corrosive power as a shadowy figure comes into existence, it has the shape of a man covered in thick smoke that seems to be shifting into different faces. “Ah Azgoroth, we are so pleased to see you!” Laughs the shadowy figure in seven voices at once
“IAMUS the seven souled. How surprised I am to see you so soon. Not even three days and already you pursue me”
“I see you have friends! How exciting this is!” IAMUS floats into the air slightly and twists his hands, around him multiple wraiths and banshees clad in fluttering rags and adorned with the skulls of those they have killed phase into existence “as you can see, I have friends too” he says smugly “now shall we begin?”
(OOC. So basically IAMUS was the first character I made for my world Illvicta. He is the souls of seven extremely powerful entities that collided in the afterlife, creating a new fragmented being. Thus IAMUS almost qualifies as a god and is very annoying to deal with, having multiple magic skillsets, also. Sorry for typos not super great at typing on a phone)
(So, he's OP as fuck, basically?)
(Basically. I mean he was able to face a god of time in his own home so. Yeah… now that I think about it everybody in Illvicta is OP as fuck… OP dark fantasy is so fun XD)
Hex glares at the new being with intense irritation and annoyance as she lets his scent infiltrate her nose. This is not flesh! This is a corpse! What a pathetic excuse for a meal! The demon already fed me dead meats that did not even bleed! I am no scavenger! She steps forward to the new threat with little care for her wellbeing and begins to rant at him. Meanwhile, a familiar dark furred witch in a bedsheet-robe carefully stalks behind her and mimics her every move to avoid detection. She looks back and does a double take at the fact that Vozreal and Azgoroth can see her now. Her eyes gape open and her mouth makes a shape that would suggest a scream, but no sound comes out. Hel starts making wild and erratic gestures at them with her limbs. As she does this, subtitles appear at the bottom in white color. Times New Roman. 12 pt font.
LISTEN I'M HERE TO HELP
BUT I CANT LET HEX SEE ME OR I'M FUCKED
COVER FOR ME
DON'T LET HER SEE ME
PLEASE
LONG LIVE THE EMPEROR
She pauses and looks down at the subtitle. She looks at herself very confused, and then she hops once and the subtitles change.
I'LL PAY YOU BACK, I PROMISE
She nods and gives a thumbs up to the two. Hex has not noticed a thing and continues shouting at IAMUS.
"WHO ARE YOU?" Vozreal mouthed at the being
Hel squints at him and her face crinkles in confusion.
HEL??
HEX'S (OLDER) SISTER??
SHE ATE ME LIKE FOUR MINUTES AGO??
BUT I GOT S TIER PLOT ARMOR SO I'M CHILLIN'?????
REMEMBER???
Hex turns away from IAMUS and Hel quickly maneuvers out of the way of her line of sight. She faces Vozreal. What are you doing? Her face was clearly showing irritation and impatience. Hel pops up behind her shoulder somehow despite the height difference, and clasps her hands together and starts shaking them in a fashion similar to begging.
“I do believe Vozreal here was silently casting a curse or spell of some kind to surprise my foe” Growls azgoroth as he deflects an attack from a wraith “but you seem to have ruined it”
Hex grimaces and Hel almost cries tears of joy, procuring a big smile and two thumbs up. Well do a better job. I barely felt that. It was as if you were not trying at all. Hex turns back around towards IAMUS and Hel slides herself back to her original position. In the blink of an eye, Hex reaches the nearest wraith and grabs its head before slamming it to the ground with merciless, unrelenting force. If I have to waste my times and energy on something that I cannot even eat, I will make a heretical catastrophe in my wake. She vanishes and reappears behind three wraiths and immediately decapitates all of them with one swift swipe from her right claw. Hel had either accurately predicted this or knows her sister well, because she is quite literally attached to Hex's back and is carefully trying not to make any sounds or sudden movements while Hex continues her rampage.
He winked at Azgoroth.
"Amove virtutes!" He said, and all of IAMUS' powers were gone, effectively cancelled
IAMUS grunted and phased further away from hex then yanked upwards sharply, the gravitational field of the room swiftly reversed twice, throwing all who were bound by gravity up then slamming them down again. He pointed at Vozreal and hissed in some primal language “Kri”. Crackling energy blasted forward and IAMUS shot backward to dodge any projectile attacks. He breathed slowly and whispered a cleansing spell in an attempt to remove any dampeners. In the back of the fight azgoroth screamed in “CHRONOS, KYROS”. IAMUS was hit with massive time fluctuations. He somehow broke free and glared at the company “you” he said pointing at Azgoroth “I shall steal your voice, you” he said pointing at Vozreal “your hands and YOU” he stared at Hex with sheer rage “your fucking throat and stomach”. IAMUS began to glow and split into seven distinct characters, all kept the corps like smoking appearance but all had far different silhouettes he screamed unintelligibly and the seven lurched forward.
(So basically, if it’s okay with y’all. Vex and Vozreal should go batshit on these people while aza readies that thing he was going to hit Hel with earlier. Hel can come in at some point to play some role crucial or not but it’s up to y’all)
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