forum Villain Hangout

Started September 18, 2019 by Deleted user

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"Huh." Peran shrugged. "Sounds like fun. All three of you, owners of some sort of club. Fancy that." Peran's eyes strayed towards Showtime's wings. "Those are still so cool. Maybe even cooler. Than before, that is."

"Why, thank you!" Showtime said grinning even more. "So what is there to do around here?"

"Nothing's really happened so far. I almost fought someone, but then we stopped for some reason." Peran sighed. "We all talk a lot, and sometimes people do demonstrations of stuff." He leaned his head back, staring at the ceiling. "So… yeah."

"Oh." Showtime slumped onto the couch and rubbed his neck. He took an intricate knife out of his jacket and started fiddling with it.

"Do you have anything you'd want to do?" Peran glanced at the knife in his hands and grinned. "Nice knife. Very pretty." He ran a hand through his hair and looked around. "Anyone have any suggestions on what to do?"

"Hmm… Nope nothing toned down. My creativity ends when it comes to music taste. That was a lie"

“Greetings!~” A tall green figure called with a smile, opening their arms as they announced themselves.

Showtime flicked his head around quickly to see the new figure. "Wow. You're…" He looked them up and down "Tall." He finished. Showtime reached just under 5 foot 10 and was annoyed he couldn't get taller and was stuck with a boyfriend who easily measured 6 foot.

“I think you mean absolutely amazing~” They smirked down at him with sharp teeth, holding their gloved hands together as they walked their 7’8 self over to a place to sit, flinging one leg over the other and raising one heeled boot in the air daintily.

Showtime stared at the newcomer before shaking his head. "Alright I'm going to let that slide. Please say you have something to do I'm so booorreedd." He flopped onto his back on the couch as he spoke and on 'boooorreedd', he rollled off onto the floor.

She gave him an amused look, chuckling quietly. “Well, I just came from my little laboratory, if you’d like to see my wonderful experiments…” The woman said, holding her long fingers to her face.

"Experiments, you say?" Mahiru spoke lightly. "Now, i'd be interested in seeing that. What kind of experiments do you perform there?"
The woman leaned backwards in her chair, with her legs crossed, as one of her fingers was playfully twisting one of the long golden earrings.
Next to her, Virion seemed to give her a semi concerned look, as if he knew about the subject his boss was tapping into and had seen his fair share of things.

“Oh, I’m so glad you asked!” She grinned eerily. “I cannot tell you what I’m doing, but I can let you see my progress. Most of them were failures, but I’m pleased to say that I’ve finally perfected the body, and it’s not just a pile of goo or an impressive amount of limbs attached to each other! But those ones were very entertaining to watch writhe about in their enclosure.”

"I'd be delighted to see them." Mahiru hummed, showing great interest in the subject. "I've dabbled into a bit of experimentation as well, only my goal was to find out just what i can create using the essence of a certain creature. Needless to say, the results were very interesting."
She lightly tapped a foot on the ground, while leaning on the opposite side of the chair.
"I even had a favorite among my new… children. Too bad he was a bit… too aware for his own good. Now he's run away from me and won't listen to me anymore…"

“Ah yes, just like little Angel Aura… but the poor thing can barely tell the difference between a circle and a square.” She sighed, her smile fading then creeping back onto her face. “But she’s powerful,” She clenched her hand into a fist, “Oh yes, she has so much potential… my sweet little Angel Aura…..” The woman chuckled.

A tear ripped through the air, the people looking through it barely able to glimpse the many flowers as two things stepped through, a tall figure and the whiff of poison. Oh, and a short person with bright red hair and a black jacket bouncing out behind them.

The woman gave a glance at the new arrivals, but ultimately didn’t seem to care.

Showtime groaned. "I never enjoyed labs. Technically, everyone from my species were each made in a lab. My friend is part TV."

"They call it a workshop but it was a lab" He finished, nodding to himself

“Then I guess you choose boredom.” She giggled, looking at him with her creepy grey eyes. They looked like if you tried to pull back her face to try and see her soul, you’d just see black staring back at you.

Showtime sat up. "I never said that. Did I say that? I loose track of these things some times"