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Posted: Fri May 05, 2017 8:53 am
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Now Playing > Marshmello - Keep it Mello Feeling > Shocked ⁀⊙﹏☉⁀ Carrying > Briefcase OoC > Uh oh
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Hyun bit her lip, feeling awkward. Jeez! The least the dude could do was chuckle or something. Instead skullman had left him just like that. The only guy that appeared to be approachable in this place was the guard, U'zuhl, but he had his own quirks. The twins meanwhile appeared to be afraid, of something. Petrified even. This place was getting weirder by the second. Hyun pinched the bridge of her nose, massaging it in frustration. Then, as she tried to relieve her tension away the ground shuddered, as if protesting. Then it came again, thud, thud thud. It took her a moment to realize they were foot steps, coming from behind her. She turned, her eyes widened and her lips parted. 'W-what are you?' She heard herself ask, a few feet from her was a 7foot-ish tall creature, horns jutted from it's head and its eyes red. An honest to God demon. 'Y-you're an animatron aren't you?' Her voice shuddered, it looked too real to be an animatron, the way it moved; smooth and uninterrupted.
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Posted: Fri May 05, 2017 12:26 pm
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Souretsu and Kuroda
Elias left, as well as the priest, going inside the chapel. Soon enough, a demon came out of there, and both both twins stared. He was a very powerful demon, that was obvious from his presence, scent, and apperance. The two girls wanted to appear powerful, but they were obviously weaker than this one. They felt like prey before him, and they hated it. But if they were prey...then what would that make the human beside them? Kruoda looked at the girl when she asked if the demon was an animatron. "No, he's a demon." Kuroda said, wondering the girl was clueless, or trying to be. Escaping the truth, wasn't that what it was called?
Status: Sick and weak Sick and weak Role: Students Thoughts: 'How does that guy stand being IN there?' 'This guy is dangerous...' Location: The worst place a demon could be. The chapel. Company: A demon, some black haired girl OOC: My last post for tonigh!
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Posted: Fri May 05, 2017 2:27 pm
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Posted: Fri May 05, 2017 2:45 pm
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xX Yennefer Xx Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 05, 2017 4:38 pm
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xX Yennefer Xx Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 05, 2017 7:14 pm
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Voice ► Bloodletter ║ Mood ► Collected. ║ Items ► Doomslayer Greatsword
U'zuhl would've preferred his identity to remain a mystery longer to the woman, but had not came to be. As Ms.Young still lingered outside, much to his dismay. She had turned around, and he could see the fear that arose from her. Then came the denial. Ms.Young appeared to be a non-believer so much like the rest of the mortals in this age. The twin demons answered on his behalf, U'zuhl examined them for a moment. They were women, or girls to be accurate, both had long black hair, one even reached her hips. The demon blood was coursing in them, he could feel it. And like so many demons, they were becoming weak around this holy site, then what compelled these two to come here? Surely not for him, he was a mere foot soldier, a grunt; a pawn to be played. These two in front of him though appeared to be mortal, clearly had a more significant role. U'zuhl did not know many Hell Lords personally, having spent much of his time hunting down prey rather than sitting in... polite company, from the appearance alone, these two could be daughters to a Hell Lord. 'No.' He boomed, 'I am not whatever you think I was, I am U'zuhl the Butcher.' He stared at Ms.Young, then looked at the demon twins. 'Greetings, may the great blood river flow freely, my Ladies.' He addressed both of the twins as he approached them, U'zuhl knelt before them, his great sword planted on the ground beside.
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Posted: Fri May 05, 2017 8:19 pm
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Posted: Fri May 05, 2017 10:00 pm
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xX Yennefer Xx Vice Captain
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xX Yennefer Xx Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 05, 2017 10:13 pm
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2017 4:54 am
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Souretsu and Kuroda
The large deon approached them, and looked at them, as if inspecting them. He didnt' seem quite as intimidating, up close, looking at them like that. Though he seemed to be a soldier, and was stronger, he looked like the type that wanted to have orders, and wanted to be of use somehow. Suddenly he bowed before them, saying one of the few hell greetings they did know. 'Why is he bowing in front of us?' she mentally asked. 'I don't know...maybe he thinks we're important?' Souretsu decided to speak up. "You don't have to bow before us. We're not that special. I don't think we are..." "Speak for yourself. I'm amazing." Kuroda said. Then grew serious. "But really, we don't know our family's rank in Hell. We've never been there." She told the demon. But perhaps their mother was high up. They'd never really asked, becasue they weren't ever planning to go there. They also didn't meet any humans. Perhaps they'd get to asking her.. Kuroda noticed the girl wa getting freaked out, and she looked at her. "Hey, you don't need to be scared. Not like we're going to attack or anything. We have control." She said. Being near this strong demon was like they gained a bit of strength back. A blonde had come up to them, saying they could enter the chapel if they wanted, and both twins fought not to wince. "We're fine...out here." Kuroda said. No way would they go inside that holy house.
Status: Sick and weak Sick and weak Role: Students Thoughts: 'How does that guy stand being IN there?' 'This guy is dangerous...' Location: The worst place a demon could be. The chapel. Company: A demon, some black haired girl OOC:
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2017 6:25 am
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Voice ► Bloodletter ║ Mood ► Collected. ║ Items ► Doomslayer Greatsword
U'zuhl could feel their gazes on him, as if evaluating his usefulness. He was no normal demon, though his form may be of a lesser demon, he did reaped more souls than the average bloodletter. He was determined to prove his usefulness. He listened as the ladies explained. So they had not been to their home, that was no surprise, the demonic army needed to be encompassing, not all of them afforded to be born in Hell. U'zuhl did not turn his head to acknowledge the priestess, he left that to his betters. As her holy presence drew farther, he spoke once again, 'Do you have a last name?' U'zuhl slowly rose, 'Mayhap I know of your lineage.' That would do, U'zuhl was one of the oldest and probably the most ancient bloodletter alive, he had heard many names since then.
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2017 6:55 am
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2017 7:22 am
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Voice ► Bloodletter ║ Mood ► Collected. ║ Items ► Doomslayer Greatsword ║ OoC ► i hope thats alright
Yukimura... U'zuhl stiffened, that was a name that he had not in a long time. He personally did not know the woman. But he knew of her name, the Lord would utter her name from time to time during the bloodletter assembly, where his kin would congregate and await commands. The Lord would retell the tale where this woman had saved him, though he did not exactly use the word 'save'. None the less, U'zuhl had matured enough to know what he meant exactly. And here stood two of her brood. The brood of the woman that saved the Lord from the forces of Heaven. U'zuhl knelt again, his fist raised over his broad shoulder in a sign of allegiance. 'Tis good to be in the presence of her Ladyship's offspring' He said, head bowed, being extra careful with his horns. 'I do not know of her personally, my ladies, however, I have participated in operations under her supervision, she is an excellent commander, smart as she is beautiful. We, the bloodletters would flock to her command like hell hounds to a damned soul.' He remembered the days, a legion of bloodletters supervised by Yukimura. What made her famous amongst his brothers was the fact that they were more likely to see the next culling rather than dying. A testament to her dutifulness, both to the cause and her subordinates.
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