forum Villain Hangout

Started September 18, 2019 by Deleted user

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Super secret club house for all villains! Come hang out and do villainy stuff with other villains!

Romance is very allowed just no smut, no gore and mild language is allowed.

No need for a form just jump right in whenever you want!

There's an explosion of black smoke. When it clears, there's a young-looking man standing there, seeming a bit confused. His pale blonde hair starkly contrasts with his void-black eyes, which dart around the area.

Maddox glances up from sharpening his midnight black knife. "Oh hey," he says. "Welcome to the villain clubhouse, for lack of a better name." The corner of his mouth turned up.

"The villain clubhouse?" Peran raises an eyebrow. "My goodness, does that mean you're a 'villain' too?" He takes a few steps closer to Maddox and lowers his voice. "What in the world did you do to earn such a title? I'm honestly curious."

Maddox smiled and stood up, twirling his twin knives on his fingers. "Why don't you try me and find out?" He taunted.

"What, you want me to fight you?" Peran's eyes widen in shock. "But I just got my hair done." He fluffs it a bit, then pulls a long, silvery sword from thin air. "Though, I suppose I could make an exception if you really wanted to."

"Oh, so your hair is so important to you, isn't it?" He sneered, stepping forward. "I wonder how it would look of I just-" he lunged forward, swiping his knife towards his blond hair, keeping the other close by in case his enemy decided to counter it.

"Ah!" Peran holds up a hand. A pale blue, translucent shield appears between him and Maddox. "Not so fast- what's your name?" Peran asks, frowning. "Sorry, I've just… never seen you before."

He slightly cocked his head. "Maddox," he muttered, stepping back, grasp on his knives still tight. "And you?"

"Peran. AKA The Shadow King, AKA That One Evil Sourcerer Who Lives In The Forest Alone." Peran gives him a winning grin. "Nice to meet you, Maddox."

"Wish I could say the same," he grumbled under his breath, fumbling with his knives in anticipation.

A metallic being approached. They were relatively large, and rather saurian like in appearance. While most of them seemed to look robotic, some parts of them almost had the texture of scales. Especially around the neck and ribs. It was an odd mixture, rather.

“I do hope I am not interrupting something,” The Dominator speaks, his voice very clear but also deep. It was quite easy to hear, however.

Maddox shrugged. "Nah. Little Goldilocks needs a haircut, that's all," he grinned.

"Goldilocks?" Person laughs. "Oh, that's a new one. Endor'd have a good laugh about that." He looks at the newcomer, not at all fazed. "Interesting…"

A small girl looking about the age of ten sits on the rafters above, swinging her legs. She was pale, with knee length frosty blue hair and large light blue eyes. She looked bored as she let out a small sigh, though it wasn't cold, a white cloud appeared after she let out the breath.

A doorway appeared and two figures walked through it, having a conversation in French. They looked vastly different but somehow similar. One was a short woman in a bright yellow sundress and a white sweater with bees embroidered onto it while the other was a tall man in a lopsided crown and a brightly colored scarf that floated around his neck.

The small girl's eyes glanced over to the people who had entered, she wasn't fluent in French whatsoever, So she hadn't a clue what they were talking about.

The Dominator, aka Ruth, was expressionless - also due to the fact he couldn’t really provide any physical expression either, seeing as he was mostly mechanical. Still, he lifted his head at the mention of ‘interesting,’ acknowledging the remark.

He turns, careful to avoid knocking his tail against anything as he hears two other people. He knows this is not a language he currently speaks, but he could probably learn more about it - if he had the database to do so. Which he doesn’t. Ruth glances up at the rafters, saying nothing, but his red ‘eyes’, aka sensors seem to focus on one spot momentarily, before looking back at the French speakers.

They continue to speak in French until the woman playfully smacks the man on the shoulder. "Fuck you, that was one time!" She exclaimed, her words heavy with her accent. The man just giggled and smiled.

Maddox tucked his knives back into his pockets with one final twirl and stepped closer to the couple. "And who might you be?"

The man turned to Maddox, head tilted unnaturally. "And you might who be?" He purred, a Cheshire grin on his face and his eyes unblinking. The female stiffeled her giggles as she watched this happen, he wasn't even trying.

"I asked first," he grumbled. "But if you really must know, I go by Maddox. Now, if it isn't too much trouble, would you answer my question with an answer instead of a question?"

"How about a question to a question? Doesn't that sound swell?" He clapped his hands happily as he asked the question.

Ruth seemed to move himself into a sitting position, tail slightly curled, although it wasn’t a very mobile one, so he was rather limited. His ‘eyes’ moved in between the newly arrived group of people and the ones that were already there, watching them with unreadable intentions.

"Heeeeeey, Maddox! I think he's crazy!" Peran called, dropping onto the ground dramatically. "Although, aren't we all. At least, Endor is." He frowned at the ground. "That's what you get for spending hundreds of years in service to an incompetent queen."