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

[Fury Is Me.]

Asmodeus started chuckling. "Give it a minute, Priscilla. You'll not be without your sight for long." Asmodeus wasn't lying. Soon, the eye quickly fired roots into the sides of her face, firmly attatching itself into Priscilla's cranium. A long optic nerve extended itself into the back of Priscilla's skull and linked itself up to her brain. Within seconds, she was able to see from the eye and move it around. It could even zoom. Asmodeus rolled one eye. "Good~ Now i can see as well~" She gave what appeared to be a nod, though it was hard to tell with the noose. "I welcome you, Priscilla~ You'll be well taken care of here. And don't worry about finding my chamber again. The eye will show you the correct path back to me. Now... I have a job for you." Asmodeus clapped two of her hands. "There's a creator i'd like you to try to steal from, not too far from the outside of my domain. It lives in a sea of poisonous fluid and gasses where nothing can survive, yet it allows challengers inside and gives them hospitable environments as it goes. I'd like you to bring me back something with the essence of it's poison. Yes, yes. Haha. The poison. Poison everywhere. Oooh. It will make us so much better. Heheh. Ah..." Asmodeus stopped musing and spoke normally again, or as normally as she could. "I'd be happy to send you a few soldiers." As she said this, a group of 7 lancer dolls, 5 marionettes, 3 stalker maidens, and one Iron Maiden. "That is, should you like to take them." Asmodeus chuckled.

 

[BoosterGold]

The Metal Man continued his quest to smash all the things in this domain that was until what could only be describe as a horrible abomination in the guise of a Dragon showed up.
"Oh hey there Dragon, looks like I finally got someone's attention." he said with a wild grin on his face.

He knew that this was going to be fun, he formed a large frying pan in his right hand and a equally large Egg Beater. He dodged a very quick snap of his monsters jaw's and knew he needed a mount for this epic battle, with that a giant wild boar, made of metal formed under The Metal Man. With every step the giant metal pig took a voice said the word PORK.
"Now then dragon, Breakfast...IS...SERVED!!!!!!" he shouted charging right towards the beast.

 

[LevROLL]

The once still room known as the Mortuary was now abuzz with life. A twisted, profane mockery of life, but life nonetheless. From wall to wall, Beasts, Monsters and Chimera milled about aimlessly under the watchful eye of The Endless as he idly stroked his beard. The Metal Man had finally engaged in battle with his newest creation after bashing his way through an obscene amount of The Endless' other minions. Best these stay here, he thought, I've enough work ahead of me as it stands now.

Looking inward, The Endless watched briefly as the battle between his thrall and The Metal Man progressed. The snake-ish beast darted and slithered around, it's many heads snapping and hissing at the elderly metal monstrosity. The Metal Man responded in kind by riding some strange, gleaming boar around haphazardly, hee-ing and haw-ing and spouting some mildly incoherent gibberish. The Endless couldn't help but guffaw slightly, covering his mouth with one huge, stony hand and shaking his palace, which seemed to stall the battle ever-so-briefly.

Doing his best to at least temporarily disregard the wacky intruder, The Endless left the Mortuary and returned to his throne the same way he had come: a burst, a flash, then nothing, forming himself out of the stuff from the air on his throne. "Ah," The Endless muttered to himself, "sometimes, it is good to be nearly omnipotent." His wolfish and dragonic guardians sprung to attention as he appeared, though he dismissed them with a wave.

As the guardians returned to a resting pose, the other Aberration returned, his crimson crest gleaming. "Lord," it rasped, "shall I deal with the interloper?" It reached into it's mouth, ripping free it's own tongue which twisted into a terrible sword.

"No," The Endless replied. He shifted in his white throne, leaning backward and weaving his coarse, stony fingers together to form a supportive canopy for his heavy head. "Escort him to me. Peacefully."

 

[Safe in the Dark]

Vermilion then smirked."Not dead are you? Well, you've got more fight then I'd have thought, heh..." He then raised up the Harvester and swung it down half expectantly."Now, we'll see what color your insides are." He grinned deeply to himself and waited to see what would happen next.

 

[BoosterGold]

The fight against the dragon was going incredibly well...that was until the castle shook and a loose stone smashed into the man's face at mach 10. This prompted the old man to pull out a strip of crispy bacon. "BACON!" he shouted eating it and suddenly feeling so much better. This also had the side affect of causing the pig to charge the dragon while screaming Bacon.
The frying pan smashed the creature's skull in and the egg beater was used to scrabble the dragon's brain..."Scrambled eggs anyone?" he said dissolving all the weapons and the giant boar.
It was at this point that a new monster arrived, "Oh is it time for lunch already big fella? well let me heat something up for you!" he said creating a flame thrower.

 

[LevROLL]

"No," the Aberration rasped. "I cannot fight you. I have been commanded so." It turned back halfway from The Metal Man and his odd mount, gesturing toward a large glyph on the far side of the room they occupied. "The Endless wishes to speak to you. Follow me." With that, it stalked off, disappearing in a flash of light as it stood upon the glyph.

 

[BoosterGold]

"Hmmm well seems pretty legit to me guy" said the Metal Man dissolving the flame thrower away again. as he followed the abomination into the flash of light glyph thingamajig.
In a flash of light he was facing The Endless, "OH helllo Friend, I got this here thingy for ya." he said as he removed the sword from his back.

 

[VaudevillianVeteran]

EDIT: "A lady never reveals such intimate details with a man she's just met." Sehnsucht feigned a scold, recovering from the injuries she just sustained.
"What my lovely Schdenfreude seems to forget that we have more power than sticks and stones. All she ever considers is offence."
In one move, the windows and doors of the echoing corridor were removed, leaving the long pale corridor.
In another, the iron maiden was levitated and thrown towards the intruder. Her intentions not only to hit him, rather clear the way and gain better space.
"Well, are you going to keep me waiting? Hit me." Sehnsucht smirked with her hands waiting in front of her.

If it were not for the fact this...irritation was against us, he would have been a useful ally. Unexpected force...

 

[LevROLL]

The Aberration and it's charge, the intruder, The Metal Man, came to stand in the grand throne room of The Endless. It was a spacious, spartan room -made of the same white stone so much of his Empire was composed of- as wide as it was long, with only enormous stone pillars lining the path to The Endless and his massive throne. The Aberrations flanking The Endless stared intently at The Metal Man, following his every scant movement.

The Endless sat on his throne, still leaning back with fingers interwoven beneath his chin and beard, his face a stony mask. The Aberration that had escorted The Metal Man departed back the way he came, and the glyph grew dark. "Come," The Endless called, extending one hand and beckoning The Metal Man forward with his index finger. "Bring your gift to me," his voice echoed around the throne room, bouncing off of everything and nothing, shaking the very air. His jovial demeanor of before was forgotten. Now was not the time for such things.

 

[BoosterGold]

The Metal Man noticed the ultra serious atmosphere and spoke up, "wow its like stone cold serious in here anyway, you're right its about time I give you this thingy a gift from The Poison God." he said as he handed the sword to the Endless, which is actually the sword which he had previously stolen from The Endless, and was then tainted with the poisons of the Poison God.

 

[Safe in the Dark]

Vermilion grinned a dark grin as he chuckled and his eyes left a yellow trail and unnatural afterimage as he moved."A less offensive target eh? This should indeed be interesting..." He used his spacial rending to maneuver to the space directly in-front of his more sensible target, the Iron maiden seemingly passing through his unearthly facade."As you wish Madame, as you wish..." He said before making another attempt with the harvester.

 

[LevROLL]

As The Metal Man approached him, The Endless wondered if the gaudy steel man could feel the throne room as it contracted behind him, shortening the extravagant space with every heavy thunk that echoed in the chamber. It was only to be expected, after all, what kind of fool would willingly brandish what was obviously a trap? Still, the sheer audacity of The Metal Man and his toxic deity had piqued The Endless' curiosity.

The lupine Aberration flanking The Endless recoiled at the intruder's approach, scurrying off to a dark corner of the throne room. Well, The Endless thought to himself as The Metal Man came smiling and sauntering toward him, If I had any doubts, no longer.

"Wow its like stone cold serious in here anyway, you're right its about time I give you this thingy a gift from The Poison God." The Metal Man seemed a little too jubilant for his own good. Almost giddy. If this was a trap, The Metal Man obviously wasn't use to being on the giving-end of them.

He brandished a large sword, well, large to The Metal Man, ornate with a gem-encrusted hilt. A large amethyst shined violently from it's pommel. The Endless recognized it well. Why The Metal Man had stolen it was obvious; it was pretty. What he had planned to do with it... The Endless could not fathom.

The Metal Man held the sword up for The Endless to take. He gazed down at it briefly before extending his massive hand. For a brief, brief moment, The Endless considered trying to crush the intruder beneath his stony hand. If only it were that simple... his thoughts trailed off. Just before his hand would touch the weapon, he paused. "No doubt your master sent you sauntering back in here, wrecking my Domain, to return this to me, knowing I would be rather upset by it's absence." It was hard for The Endless not to crack his stony face in a wide smile. "Instead," he began to suggest, "how about a little competition. If I win, I get the sword back. If you win, you keep it." The Endless shifted in his throne, a jarring motion that was not unlike a statue suddenly springing to life, resting his head upon one head, a bemused expression on his face. He awaited a response.

 

[BoosterGold]

"What you mean like a game I love games, you know I always say if you can't enjoy it life isn't worth it. Though I really have no choice in the living thing now do I?" he said as agreed to the contest of the Endless. Though he honestly didn't know why The Endless wouldn't want the amazing shiny sword thing back, I mean it was his in the first place? Then if its one thing he's learned in the countless eons he has lived its that people, even giant stone god people were often times wildly unpredictable.
"So what kind of competition were you thinking my Giant stone friend, a hot dog eating contest, train jousting; you know we sit on top of trains as the collide and try to not fall off; or maybe juggling?"

 

[LevROLL]

"Yes, like a game," The Endless replied, unable to stop himself from chuckling at his foe. As the throne room rumbled from his mirth, The Endless couldn't help but wonder if The Metal Man was easily distracted, a fool, or just simple.

"In fact, I'll even give you a choice, as I am so wont for any sort of entertainment," he hooked a stony thumb toward his serpentine guardian, still coiled around a large pillar and watching The Metal Man cautiously, "My own creations are hardly very sociable." The winged beast hissed quietly at the insult.

"You have two choices," The Endless spoke as he rose, towering mightily over his quarry. "A contest of words, or a contest of might." Though The Endless secretly hoped for the former, it seemed all too likely that his foe wasn't one much for thought.

 

[BoosterGold]

"Hmm well I was kind of hoping for the hot dog eating contest but somehow I figured you wouldn't go for that, to bad it would have been fun. You know what though its been a while since I've had a good old fashioned debate, or riddle solved. Not much call for thought when up against minions you know? Then again, I do enjoy a round or two of smashy smashy." he said, as he pondered over the choices, on one hand he had he element of surprise in a battle of words on the other hand KABOOM. "I challenge you to a Battle of Words Gnome King!" he called out pointing right at the Endless in an melodramatic fashion.

 

[LevROLL]

"Hm?" The Endless was genuinely surprised. He collapsed backward into his throne laughing wildly, his impact and unexpected mirth causing the room to shake chaotically. As The Endless fought to stifle his chortling and regain some semblance of composure, he responded, "Indeed? Very well then."

The Endless thought for a moment, stroking his immaculate beard, pondering what to say, having not expected this outcome and having nothing prepared for it. "Ah," he said, "I've just the thing." Gazing down at the intruder from atop his throne, The Endless asked, "To you, what does it mean to truly live?"

 

[BoosterGold]

The metal skinned doctor, was caught of balance by the shaking of the room, but it did not take him long to regain his footing, and steady his composure
He stared at the Endless for a minute or two rather shocked at the choice of question, its almost as if the creator chose the one question that The Metal Man knew better then anyone, even Death itself, but to say that out loud seemed very arrogant.
"To truly live? Please I figured you were going to make this at least a little difficult" said The Metal Man looking up at the Endless' white stone throne. He cleared his throat and formed a metal replica of the throne around him as he moved into a seated position, and formed a pair of wire framed spectacles on his face.

"To truly live, is to be able to die. You see for me, life is really one of the worst things to experience if it doesn't end. Prior to the fall I lived for countless eons, fighting injustice. Though one can't only fight can they, I've loved and lost more people, close friends, wives, children, hell even pets. I have had somewhere close to over 1000 wives, each one of them spending a full and happy life with me. Each giving me at least one child, and all passing away in the blink of my eyes. I have live for longer then any one man should, I have seen so much, learned so much, and you know what I've realized that no matter what I do it really has no meaning. That is why To Truly be alive, to Truly live on must be able to die."

 

[LevROLL]

The Endless listened patiently, impressed by the sorrow and melancholy of the intruder's words. "To you, to live is to die. Without the promise of death at the end of life, each and every action you take is now meaningless." The Endless leaned forward, hands gripping the ends of the arms of his throne. "I agree, to an extent. A beginning SHOULD always have an end. But... calling your actions meaningless is folly. Strife has meaning. Struggle has meaning. Happiness has meaning. If you thought otherwise, why would you trudge onward? Many have given up for less and chosen to await the inevitable."

"Or," The Endless continued, his tight scrutiny of The Metal Man unwavering, "is this why you soldier onward? Without death, life has no meaning, but simply giving up is a fate even worse. To me, at least, you seem to be enjoying yourself, destroying my minions, defacing my Empire, and looting my things." The Endless reclined again, awaiting an answer.

 

[Evrant-Knight]

The Shadowy Gambler, known before the Fall of Stars as Alastor, was furiously duelling for this yellow coloured territory for its master, The Voyager. His opponent, was a lanky, stick thin man, who wore tight fitting clothes, and dressed like a harlequin.

Both of them duel tirelessly, Alastor had managed to trap his opponent with Luck of the Draw a few times, but the outcome was less than satisfactory, it seemed that luck was on his opponent's side this time.

Whilst the battle went on, the Maestro as he called himself seemed to constantly attack with music, (which I suppose is appropriate). To escape these semi-constant barrages, The Gambler hid himself amongst his cards, which gave him a few good moments to counter attack.

However, one of the Maestro's attacks from his cane, had damaged the radio, meaning contact with The Voyager was impossible. Alastor could sense the worry of his master, and could feel one of its intervention being activated. Alastor tried one last attack, whilst it didn't kill his opponent, it left him wounded at least.

As he could feel the oncoming effect of The Voyager's Final Frontier, Alastor called out to his injured opponent.

"It seems that fate, more so, my Creator, has decided to let you live this time. It will be an honour to duel you some other time Maestro. Till next we meet, have a card." He remarked as he thrown one of his cards on the ground.

Within a bright flash of light, he had shifted to some place faraway. The Gambler had returned to his Creator's domain. When he was sure that all was quiet, Alastor examined the broken remains of the radio.

"Damn, this is going to be tough to repair normally, who knew that an ivory cane could cause this! Then again, it was a rapier at the time. Perhaps if I used a little shadow matter to bridge the connection temporarily, it should grant me at least a brief communique with it." He grunted in annoyance as he focused his power onto the broken pieces of radio. After they began to swirl, they reformed. He soon began to contact his Creator.

"Hello, can you hear me? This is Alastor calling The Voyager."