Collaboration: The Gods and their Angels (Closed. We've Begun.)

[TheDoctor455]

Raziel smacked headfirst into the portal's surface; after a very brief moment, he flipped himself back into a standing position, and would have started trying to force his way in... if the portal were still there. Raziel would have also started grinding his teeth together... if he still had an intact jawline.

As enraged and frustrated as he was, Raziel was more concerned with his new partner holding its end of the bargain. So, Raziel impatiently stalked the halls of his Realm, going over the events of his fight with The Mordred in his head.

The Reaver shouldn't have just passed right through my foe. That Champion should have been impaled on the blade... completely helpless. Hmm... Claws still worked. So, I'll need more solid weapons then. Hmm... no. I can't afford to get THAT sword out. Too dangerous. But... perhaps I can forge a new one... won't be quite as potent... but it should do.

But, he still couldn't forge a new weapon for himself... not until that little wisp delivered on its promise.

 

[Fury Is Me.]

Asmodeus received Iris' letter with a grimace. Reading it out loud to herself, she lowered it to the ground and sighed. "Such a strange girl... so strange... Yes... and annoying..." She crumpled the note and tossed it away. Going back to observing the situation with Priscilla, she caught the bulk of the conversation with Mordred.

"This guy don't sit right with me, Priscilla..."

The white man of haze nodded slowly. "Good... then just carry about your business as usual, only keeping in mind what I've unveiled to you. Ciao." And in a whirlwind, the haze man vanished.

 

[Red Magic]

Azura walked over to one of the many mana-fonts in the center of her clock tower and tapped the class. "Helllooooo~" Her face then contorted and she grimaced. "I knew sending you out was a bit of a over sight... Tsk tsk... You did have quite the explosive performance though.... I'm not scrapping you yet... People who only have half the set don't get very far~ So... I'll make you a bit more powerful..." She then pulled out several mechanical parts lined with magical energy, and a small, black, shadow like orb. "This might sting, mon amie!" And with that she put aside her plans for the weapon and began to long, tedious process of an upgrade.

 

[Safe in the Dark]

Vermilion shrugged and yawned as the buzzing and graveness in his eyes faded. "If you insist master, but I'm not one for pacts anyway, they either bite you in the end, or provide too little benefit... Especially with the matter of this ongoing game..." He said leaning back in his chair and balancing it perfectly on the hind legs.

 

[VaudevillianVeteran]

Sehnsucht bit her lip and smiled slightly,
"We need to pick our battles Vermillion. I have no doubts that we will succeed, but taking on too much right now is foolish, believe it or not, we've only been working together for a short time. There's a lot to work on and a few paper-thin agreements won't hurt us. But..." With a small flourish, her scarred hand finished the final pile of cards for emphasis, "Everything will fall into place."
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Eyeing up the chair he was perched on, a small smirk hit her.
"If you fall on your ass, I reserve every right to laugh at you."

 

[Safe in the Dark]

Vermilion just stared at her, and then flipped into the air without moving the chair at all, threw the scythe down and did a handstand on it, while it was perched on one corner of the chair which was now balancing on one leg.

 

[VaudevillianVeteran]

Sehnsucht gave a sigh and rested her head on her arm, with the smirk growing.
"You are such a cocky show off. Honestly, one of these days you will misstep or overstep and I will laugh my ass off at you. That is a promise, good sir Vermilion."
A small laugh with a head-shake.
"Surely this is boring you if you feel the need to do aerobics to spite me, I thought you would be in your new happy home."

 

[LevROLL]

The Metal Man returned to The Endless' Empire atop a strange pelican-mount. Honestly, he was surprised at the Metal Man's ability, though, it had to be said, the woman and her Champion had been oddly receptive.

As the Metal Man came to the throne room, The Endless spoke, "It seems my faith in you was not entirely misplaced, Metal Man. However, your job will never be finished."

 

[Zirat]

Hearing Asmodeus, Priscilla rolled her eyes. "This guy doesn't seem too bad, Asmodeus. Besides, at the moment I'm somewhat... inconvenienced. But relax, if worse comes to worse I'm sure your little friends here can drive him off" she said somewhat dismissively before turning her attention back to the Mordred.
"And I'm employed by a giant doll beast that has whales in it's mouth is always hanging from a noose, and talks to me through a glass eye she implemented. I bet you were dreaming of having the most original creator too, huh snowflake?" she said half jokingly. "Well, whatever he is, I'm sure he can't be as bad as that pint sized brat..." she said, her memory drifting back to her quite recent encounter.

"Either way, if you find a little ***** dressed all in red and talks a lot, do yourself a favor and steer clear of her. Namely for two reasons, one is that she sure as hell doesn't play fair, and second being that I'M going to be the one there when she croaks. Just so you know, everyone else is fair game but leave that little shit-kicker to me"

 

[Safe in the Dark]

Vermilion shrugged again from atop the 'tower' and flipped to his feet. "You make a good point." He said shaking his head slightly. "Very well, if you wish to be rid of my sight that much, I shall take my leave..." He then leaned over and kissed her hand. "Rest well, My feeble Mistress~" He then manipulated space to disappear from sight and be inside his new building.

 

[Red Magic]

Azura had replaced a good deal of the biological parts with various sorts of Techmaturgy. She had taken most of his organs and placed them in a new sleeker form as she cackled, the body that was once flesh was now lined with metal and magic, even the suit seemed to change, it looked more sleek, and it was now a deep chrome color with the bright blue lines running along it. As she worked she grabbed the lance inside the mana-font with both of her now claw-like hands and it lengthened slightly, could be shot and returned using her Champion's mind, and left a sort of after-burn with the magic that now filled it. Tapping his other arm a second lance was concealed into the arm, he could now dual wield. Lastly she waved her hand over the back of the metalic-Pseudo Skin/Armor and a sort of turbine formed, spitting and sputtering a small amount of flame. "Now then.... You are stronger, faster, more elite... I have rebuilt you... Don't fail me twice.... That pack on your back should provide all the transportation needs you may have... now go, my champion, recover the parts of that Spider ***** from the crash site... And I may reward you even further yet." And she grinned. "Padme is dead, Anakin."

 

[Fury Is Me.]

"Just don't take too long, Priscilla. We have things to do." Asmodeus said, still keeping a close eye on the Mordred.

The white man of haze returned to Raziel in a small whirlwind of white. "Hello again, Raziel. How did the battle go?"

 

[SamuelT]

"Och aye? Got yourself a little vendetta?" The Mordred answered, having the image of a whale filled puppet hangman seared into his brain. He noticed that they had left the no-mansland and were now entering a domain. The air just started to change the further they went. That and the inkification of their surroundings, which seemed like a long lost fairy tale, indicated crazy.

"That's nice. Say, any chance this puppetlord of yours will kill me if I ask him to point me in the right way?"

 

[Red Magic]

Azura, quite satisfied with her orders, and the advent of her prospect's ascent into being better than himself, she then took off yet again and flew through the air on her staff, opening rifts as she flew to traverse distances even faster, before descending through her familiar sunroof in the center of the twisted, fantasy land. "Hey Ozzy! Got yerself a dead God? That's nice... I bet you rather wish you had an expanded domain too... OH WAIT!" She began to roll around on her staff laughing as it expanded into a thin floor like surface.

 

[Fury Is Me.]

Asmodeus waited until she stopped for a minute, sighed, then patted Iris' head. "Now now... Leave the adults alone. Go play with your Lightning bolts and your glass eye."

 

[Red Magic]

Azura then matured her form into that of someone curvy in their mid-twenties, and made her voice the stereotypical sultry femme-fatale voice. "Boys playing with toys shouldn't make so much noise~" she chided as the staff took the shape of a long, distinct looking stave. She floated about leisurely grinning to herself as she gave herself a beauty mark on her left cheek. "Tsk Tsk... Being confined to a single form must really bug you... A single, non-moving form, no less~"

 

[Fury Is Me.]

"Who said i couldn't move? Surely not I. Now Fly, you're going to die if you stay here and spy. Now guy, why don't you go bye?" Said Asmodeus, mocking Iris' attempt at rhyming humor.

Spoiler: OOC

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[Red Magic]

"Now see here, you're being rather queer, and I do not think of you as my peer. You can rhyme all you want but I simply hear 'pap smear'. I don't mean to jeer, but do you have any beer? By the by, how's your champ, Mrs. Belvedere, If I'm not wrong, you're desperately going to try to reengineer."

 

[Fury Is Me.]

"Yes, and she'll be twenty times better than before. Now leave straight away, here, I'll show you the door. Don't drill through the floor, don't stay for more, just leave my home now, and save me the chore. Hey Iris, know what's a bore? Listening to you all day, I'm about to snore. You're rhymes are old hack, and you're kind of a whore. So leave me be, go away you old boar."

 

[Red Magic]

"Hey pal, don't you dare jive. I'm just trying to thrive. You and your stupid puppet hive is just barely alive. Don't you dare try to connive, or deprive, this entire act is something you've just tried to derive. Thanks to me, your spider is something you've had to revive."