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(Me: Hello, once more!)
(Me: What are you doing, Goldergon? Why are you digging?)
(Me: Hello, once more!)
(Me: What are you doing, Goldergon? Why are you digging?)
(Me: Big grin)
(Goldergon: Peeks out of the hole. Until Ëvêāhn lifts his mark, I shall occupy myself with something that amuses me. Currently, that is digging. Interrupt me again, and I may decide target practice on you is a better alternative. Returns to digging)
(Me: You’re grouchy. Kicks dirt onto Goldergon)
(Goldergon: Looks up. Don’t test me)
(Me: Lol!)
(Ëvêāhn: I have returned with news of mine Elder… Death himself would like to "speak" with Goldergon.)
(Me: Oh… shit.)
(Goldergon: Pops up from the hole, intrigued. Truly? Death in their greatest glory? Or another trick of yours?)
(Me: Interesting development here)
(Dūrus: In a mental voice like the whispered hiss of a snake, mixed with multiple different tones and echoing oddly before the words are actually spoken and long after they have been It has been long since I have broken mine silence, Creature of Mine Own Glory… you should be proud that I have deigned to speak with you… It has been long since I have met one such as you… Tell me, Creature, what makes you so deserving of mine own title as Harbinger…)
(Me: Leaves in terror)
(Me: Quickly leaves as well)
(Goldergon: Crawls out of the hole, fascinated. I have always, and always shall follow the Art of Death. Among my many interests is discovering new ways death can take hold. It is beautiful, the artistry of death)
(Dūrus: Well… it seems as though I have found mineself a worthy apprentice… After too long… I have finally found you… Now… I would like you to demonstrate how much you truly remember about the Arts… For the ease of this, I shall allow the use of mine form…)
(Goldergon: I am honored to be an apprentice of yours, and I will gladly demonstrate everything I have learned)
(Dūrus: Good… Now… let's get this over with… Mine Apprentice…)
(Me: Comes back Well… it seems like Goldergon could become a death god… as if he wasn't already powerful enough…)
(Goldergon: Mentor…)
(Me: Peeks around a corner before finally reappearing. A death god? I don’t know if I should scream and run, or stalk him and eventually feed on his power. That is intriguing and frightening all in one shot)
(Dūrus: Don't… question mine words… Just show me your power…)
(Me: Yeah, this won't go anywhere good.)
(Goldergon: No, I meant you are my mentor. My phrasing can be confusing sometimes, forgive me)
(Me: Well… I’ve never heard him apologize before)
(Dūrus: I know… what… you meant… Apprentice…)
(Me: There's a first time for everything.)
(Goldergon: Grins. And now, to demonstrate. Leaves to slaughter an entire village)
(Me: Yup. And now he’s back to his usual self, lol)
(Dūrus: Watches silently, observing, momentarily pausing time to give himself a chance to catch up Interesting… Apprentice…)
(Me: Lol, yeah…)
(Goldergon: Grins. I have only just begun. Goes to another village, slaughters everyone in completely different ways from before)
(Dūrus: Watches silently, occasionally nodding at a particularly bloody or good kill, collecting the souls of everyone that dies.)
(Goldergon: Relentlessly killing everyone in sight)
(Dūrus: Continues watching, eventually stops Goldergon Apprentice… you have… killed… enough… for me… to find… you… a perfect… Apprentice…)
(Me: How many has Goldergon killed now?)
(Goldergon: Finishes off one last kill, then turns and bows)
(Me: No idea, but if I’m being generous, it’s probably anywhere from a hundred to five hundred minimum)
(Dūrus: Inclines his head, then vanishes, Goldergon disappearing at the same time.)
(Me: Too many at once. Although, I can't judge. Red Mist has definitely killed just as many, if not more, at once than that.)
(Me: Lol)
(Me: Yeah. I'm glad those two are gone.)
(Me: Yeah. So peaceful now. So what do you want to do now?)
(Me: Idk… what do you want to do? I also won't be on much longer.)
(Well… relatively. I'll still be on occasionally until 9:00.)
(Shrug. Well, I could bring Avectus and Falbahaddon in here. Or some other characters)
(Alright. And what timezone? I’m PST, so yeah)
(Idk… both? I'd like to see both. It would also allow me to test a pair OC out myself.)
(CST. I'm in the same timezone as Persona, True and Ashene.)
(Alright. Works for me)
(Ah, I see. I’m two hours behind you guys. Heavy sigh. Fucking time zones, and sleep cycles. Lol)
(Me: Alright, my Light and Dark goddesses are here! Just a sidenote, they're telepathically linked and full blood sisters.)
(Lucidus and Tenebris: In unison Hello, Anastasia. We've heard of your antics with Goldergon, Lucitius and Malcom. Not to mention consorting with the likes of Falbahaddon and Avectus. Vē'Êtherñøth, Iris, Wren and Squid too.)
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