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

[SamuelT]

As The Mordred vaulted from rooftop to rooftop, he felt that the blade of the Madgod pulled him somewhere particular, as if it wanted to show him something. He lept from a flat roof onto one of the more organic-looking buildings and ended up knee-deep in entrail-roof. Gagging, he pulled himself free and dropped to an ajacent roof, this one made of ordinary stone. At least, until his feet touched it, upon which it started to turn into a foul-smelling cheese.

Groaning at the Madgod's antics, he dropped to street-level, whereupon the sensation in the sword stopped.

He looked around and saw something that didn't belong in the realm. A soldier, foolishly trying to be stealthy in what seemed heavy gear. While not immediately visible, he stuck out like a sore thumb. The Mordred stepped back and threw himself at the soldier, feet extended in hopes of hitting him square in the jaw. This would be a certainty if the lazy fuck who was responsible for responding wouldn't post anything soon.

 

[Safe in the Dark]

Vermilion looked upon the strange changes in his Creator's behavior and grinned. "Alright then. You're the boss..." He said lifting the Scythe out of the ground and into his arms, the fresh smell of decay filling the air as he brought it round to his back. "I will follow you no matter how far..."

 

[Red Magic]

Azura felt a mild disturbance in her realm seconds after returning from her new land grant that belonged to the odoriferous one. "Someone or something... Is out there, trying to possess one of my illusions... This is very interesting...." She cackled as she felt the faint tinges on the outermost reaches of her magic. "Thank goodness everything in my domain is just an extension of my powers... Those illusions, the mannequins... Even my minions simply exist from my slightest of whims..." She grinned. "The intruder will have to try a little harder~"

 

[VaudevillianVeteran]

"Fan-tastic~~~ Heee~" Schadenfreude managed to grin wider at both the weaker growing voice in her head and the servant of Death's response. Realizing her facade had slipped slightly she straightened up and attempted to put her Sehnsucht impersonation back on. Putting a tattered glove to his face and leaning in close.
"Dear servant~ I believe this place is so unprepared~ Don't you think that we could use...a few reinforcements?~ In case danger comes a-knockin' and we aren't home~ I mean, you saw what happened just a while ago~ Leaving the lights on won't make burglars stay away, and her- I mean my stupid dogs and puppets can only hold off so much~ Do you know if any of our kind neighbours have a few...chess pieces to spare to little old us?~ ...Maybe we can take even more...?~"
Her grin became toothier at the thought. More power.

 

[Zirat]

"Oh no, it certainly hasn't been long enough. But you were kind enough to remember me" she said, a small smile beginning to spread on her face. "So..." she said conversationally "the boss said I have to bring you back alive. And as much as I love to follow the bosses orders..." suddenly Priscilla dashed forward, a claw extended to pierce him through the abdomen "... I think I'd like it better to kill you here!" she shouted, at the moment the thought of payback superseding her mission.

 

[BoosterGold]

As Priscilla's metal claw extended through the chest of the man of metal,he screamed out in pain. "WHAT THE HIGH HOLY FRAKIN' FRAK! OWWWWWWW!" he shouted, he pulled himself off of the claw and there remained a large hole in his abdomen and doubled over in pain. "You think you can kill me? Bring it!"he screamed as he formed a sword from his hand and stood up hunched over and holding his chest, the wound slowly closing but the pain still agonizing.

 

[Zirat]

"Kill? Of course I can kill you, nothing's so set in stone, you old hack" she said, currently enjoying how this encounter was going much better than the last.
"I've got a few more tricks this time, lets see what you can pull!" She said, brandishing both of her claws and reaching back for a gun.
Okay you son of a *****, I've got something just for you.... she thought as her systems prepped one of the her bombs with the new charges installed. "So, what're you waiting for? And when I'm done with you maybe I'll pay your new boss a visit!" she said, shooting her rifle at him in short bursts, aiming for the torso.

 

[TheDoctor455]

As he progressed, Raziel came to realize that there was something... off about the souls he was trying to manipulate.

Hmm... trickster 'god'... these have to be illusions, pointless to go about it this way... however...

With that thought in mind, Raziel ran out to a section of this Realm that seemed a good long ways away from the tower (or whatever it was) where the vast source of power seemed to be emanating from. Once at a sufficient distance, Raziel started assaulting every 'soul' in the area as violently as he could with The Reaver.

That should get her attention.

 

[Red Magic]

Azura felt her magics being vaguely assaulted and she let out a grin. "My oh my... This visitor of mine sure is of a violent sort... Isn't he?" She asked herself with a smirk before remotely detonating all of the 'People' in her realm like small grenades.

 

[TheDoctor455]

Raziel watched as all of the 'souls' that he could perceive in the Spectral Realm just... burned brightly for a moment, and then vanished entirely.

Hmm... got her to dispel her forces if nothing else.

With that, Raziel rushed straight towards the tower's twisted Spectral form and climbed along its wall until he reached the level where the focus of power was residing in. Once there, Raziel attempted to study his foe for a moment before making his attempt.

I'm not the first of my world to try this but... I hoped I would never be reduced to this.

Raziel willed himself into Azura's body, focusing all of his being into the attempt; he wasn't sure exactly what was going to happen, but he could make some educated guesses. Either A) he was going to assume complete and direct control of Azura's body and power (and thus be a force to reckon with), B) he would gain partial control (making both him and Azura a force to be ridiculed), C) he would end up stuck in Azura's head for a while, trying to survive a battle towards the center-stage right of her mind where he would directly engage her consciousness and attempt to gain further influence by manipulating her psyche, D) Azura might detect him and they could come to an arrangement, or E) Azura would detect him and expel him from her mind and body, and Raziel would just try again and again until something else occurred that would change his approach to this situation. (like say, his partner remembering to make sure there's at least one corpse for him to inhabit, given that Raziel's main method of transportation involved hopping from one dead body to another.)

 

[Red Magic]

Azura felt the intruder in her mind and grimaced. [color=sky blue]"You've chosen poorly, friend..."[/color] She spoke aloud before inverting her consciousness inside herself, as the confines of her mind became like a large, surreal landscape with a blue and red checkered floor and several large Crystals jutting up from every angle with what looked like eyes floating in them. "Explain your purpose... Or don't... I'll enjoy the latter situation very much."

 

[TheDoctor455]

Raziel folded his arms and idly gazed at the landscape that unfolded around him.

"Is this vignette supposed to frighten me?" Raziel's eyes shifted in a way that looked as if he had furrowed a non-existent eyebrow, "I apologize for the intrusion, and I really would have preferred a more... face-to-face meeting but... time and circumstances simply didn't allow for that."

Raziel paused for a moment, considering his next words carefully.

"As for my purpose," Raziel continued, pointing a clawed finger in Azura's general direction, "I have come with a proclamation of your future. You, and all the others are damned. Your in-fighting has brought nothing but destruction to the multi-verse, and you will all die for it. Though it may take a thousand years, you will all receive the justice that all of you have eluded for far too long," Raziel brought his arms back to his sides and turned away from Azura, preparing to leave, "Before I go however," he paused a moment, and rotated his head so that it faced Azura's general direction again, "would you care to give me your reply?"

Raziel prepared to snap to his guarded stance at a moment's notice.

 

[Red Magic]

Azura grinned. "So what if this world is destroyed? So what if everything gets destroyed? The world can burn and the seas can boil, just as long as the magic can toil." She grinned before cricking her neck slightly and digging her reformed metallic skeletal arms into the ground of her mind's plane.[color=sky blue]"KRASTO, VRESTI, MARKOGO!"[/color] She chanted loudly as the familiar gaps ripped at the ground below him in a large circle before a large beam was fired straight up. "That is my reply." She chuckled realigning her hat.

 

[TheDoctor455]

Raziel rolled out of the way as the 'ground' beneath him seemed to give way, and twisted around to face Azura. He unsheathed the Reaver and started hacking and slashing at everything in his path to the aspect of Azura. Once he reached her, Raziel rolled behind her, spun around again to face her, and thrust the blade towards her stomach in less than a second.