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  • Ooc: Yes well, I am counting on a back stabbing

    Lucifer: *standing in front of the Divine Council* So, in a conclusion, I have to admit this little game of ours will be of more stakes this time than just a couple of dead angels or demons. The complete universe order is at stake.
    Zapan: img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/2…Anime%20Guy/Gentleman.jpg
    *clear throat and smile charmingly* And as a Minister of Immortal Relations and from what I had experienced, ruining the balance within the two sides with the addition of involving Terra will be everything but the conflict we expected.

    Asmodeus: If you are planning on negotiating with prisoners, I suggest you do it as soon as possible.
    Satan: Bel is in charge of prison. I can't trust him. He is still anyone's pawn.
    Asmodeus: *annoyed* He has a Dark Eight behind his back and the Dark Eight wants what is best for the Underworld although they re also divided in oppinions. But I am sure Bel will be smart enough.
    On the outside I may appear like an emotionless sarcastic piece of shit, but just like an onion, when you peel off more layers, you find the exact same thing every single time and you start crying.



    If the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off!

  • "It's, um... Nice. Real nice."
    The half-demon said, perhaps a bit too quickly.
    He looked forward, and saw that the Ivory Bell Inn was not that far off. Amazing how much time gets killed with a little chat, isn't it?
    "Well... Here it is."

    You know, most people call me insane...
    That's what happens when I try to reason with people, they don't like it, and I eventually end up turning them to charcoal in the end...

    Why are you looking at me like that?

    Despite popular belief, I did not draw the avatar I'm using. I can't draw.

  • "Yep, you can even see the sign from here."
    Tristam's gait shifted slightly as he led Sahrah inside, feeling her tail wrap around a leg.
    He couldn't help but notice a good amount of staring, and to say the half-demon was uncomfortable was an understatement. Rather, he was almost paranoid someone would ruin his day.

    "Let's just take a seat, shall we?"
    All the "high-class" races were present. High-Elves, rich humans, the occasional Lamia, and Tristam couldn't help but notice a pair of angelic wings in the crowd.
    Yet, not a single person of demonic blood. That did not help his paranoia at all.

    He wouldn't take responsibility for any damages if someone started a fight.

    You know, most people call me insane...
    That's what happens when I try to reason with people, they don't like it, and I eventually end up turning them to charcoal in the end...

    Why are you looking at me like that?

    Despite popular belief, I did not draw the avatar I'm using. I can't draw.

  • "Then what...?"
    The half-demon look confused for a second.
    "O-oh, the perfume, you meant? Agh, I'm such an idiot. It's great, perfect. Really."
    He quickly said, trying to improve Sahrah's mood.

    In the meantime, a rather colorful stream of swearing ensued in Tristam's head, cursing himself for his obliviousness.

    You know, most people call me insane...
    That's what happens when I try to reason with people, they don't like it, and I eventually end up turning them to charcoal in the end...

    Why are you looking at me like that?

    Despite popular belief, I did not draw the avatar I'm using. I can't draw.

  • Bel: images.quizilla.com/A/AniKat/1052599630_papervic12.jpg *stare at Satan* Oh really now? And why do you think I would even bother to fulfil your request? *play with one of decapitated angel heads while it was still moaning*
    Satan: You forget easily, don't you? *chuckle* You owe me a favour. I've protected you from Lucifer when you actually caused this go damn war by attacking angels without his orders.
    Bel: *frown and toss head around* And you of all demons really think I will keep my "solemn" word? *laugh* You are then incredibly ignorant.
    Satan: *calm* Maybe you think so, but I am the one in charge right now so you might as well obey. *chuckle* I would hate to tell the Dark Eight how their favourite demon refused to participate on this important event for them.
    Bel: *sigh* What do you want with him? It is not like he obeys just to anyone. He might just crush you like a bug. Which would not be bad...
    Satan: *smirk* Don't get your hopes to hight. I just want to talk to him. *after he convinced and got teleported to the Underground's core, find an improvise energy cell that he was looking for and stare at a creature in chains smiling lightly* Having a productive moment I see... (Ooc: Who plays Nebilim?)

    Lucifer: *get out of the conference room followed by Zapan and yell after he was away enough* They are so STUBBORN!
    Zapan: Calm down. We still have a few shots left, Lucifer.
    Lucifer: *growl* I just wish I can destroy them all at once and for good! Don't they understand the meaning of balance?! Ignorant things!
    Zapan: *scratch head looking at all other angelic creatures staring in wonder* Oh my...nothing to see here...
    On the outside I may appear like an emotionless sarcastic piece of shit, but just like an onion, when you peel off more layers, you find the exact same thing every single time and you start crying.



    If the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off!

  • Name: Liara
    Species: Human
    Age: 16
    Gender: Girl
    Academy of your choice: Magic
    Area of study: Light
    Appearance: White shoulder length hair, bright blue eyes, scar over left eye
    Personality: very shy, but very focused when it comes to her work
    Weapon: Silver Staff with moon symbol for the head
    Power: Power to see peoples future
    Other: in secret, she practices black magic to counter her light magic

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  • OOC: welcome to the academy, nameless human girl!

    S: She looks up at Tristam, smiling weakly.
    "Do you really mean that?"
    Meanwhile, a voice in the back of her mind.
    (Give up on it, girl. He will never see you as anything more than a friend, if that.)
    Oddly, the voice was masculine and deep.

    N: looks up at Satan and smirks, and he can notice how time distorts here, seeing Nebilim's mouth move before and after it actually does, and hearing his words muddled by their past and future repeating in an instant, yet coming through as clear as day.
    "A bit more productive than you rats' running around."
    His eyes open, revealing eyes of a color that could not be identified, a mixture of all colors yet of none at the same time.
    "And your power still pales in comparison to mine, Satan."
    He gives a piercing stare at Satan, as if he already knew the answer to the impending question.
    "Why have you come here?"

  • Satan: *grin and bow down respectfully* I am sorry for disturbing you then. *charmingly* And I would never even dare to compare yours truly with my nothingness. *stand up straight still smiling* I am here to offer you a deal, Nebilim. *walk around* I admired you for so long even seeing you like this can't help my admiring. I am somewhat a huge fan. *chuckle* Lucifer is out for a while and I am here to offer you to see the fear and respect in all creature's eyes again. I want to see you in full strength as you should be you magnificent creature.
    On the outside I may appear like an emotionless sarcastic piece of shit, but just like an onion, when you peel off more layers, you find the exact same thing every single time and you start crying.



    If the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off!

  • N: "Quit sucking up!
    Do you forget what my eyes see?
    What my ears hear?
    If you wish to release me to further your own ends, then come right out and say it, and quit hiding behind lies, coward!"
    His tone is not angry, but more chastising, like a parent to a naughty child, but the words reverberate and echo in Satan's ears, repeating through time.

  • Satan: *chuckle calmly* And so you say and it might be true...however, what I meant to say is I wish you to end those who did this to you more than anything. To bring back the glory. *shrug* It would be amazing to see.
    On the outside I may appear like an emotionless sarcastic piece of shit, but just like an onion, when you peel off more layers, you find the exact same thing every single time and you start crying.



    If the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off!

  • "Cross my heart, hope to die, or however that saying goes."
    The half-demon flashed the Lamia a small smile, in what he hoped was a reassuring way.

    And here I was thinking I'd ruined everything for her.

    He then noticed an empty table, next to a window, and was quick to point it out.
    "There, let's take that one, shall we?"

    You know, most people call me insane...
    That's what happens when I try to reason with people, they don't like it, and I eventually end up turning them to charcoal in the end...

    Why are you looking at me like that?

    Despite popular belief, I did not draw the avatar I'm using. I can't draw.

  • S: Her eyes light up as she resumes clinging to Tristam.
    "Of course."
    As soon as they reach the seat, Sahrah quickly leans up and kisses Tristam's cheek before moving to sit down just as quickly, looking at the floor and blushing.

    N: nods.
    "That's better.
    Now, to free me, there are certain..... rituals.... which must be observed."
    I gesture at the eight locks around me.
    "Now, the keys to these locks are my eight favored weapons of old.
    My swords: Soul Eater and Fafnir.
    My staff: The Heart of Chaos
    My chakram: Evil Eye
    My axe: Diablos
    My kendama: Disaster
    My seal card: Gates of Hell
    And lastly, my greaves: Apocalypse.
    Those weapons feared by mortals and gods so much, they named them for me."
    I smile and stare at Satan, those eight names circling around in his head.
    "What are you still doing here?"

  • OOC: AHHHHHHH!! I MISS SO MUCH AND I CANT BELIEVE I MISS SO MUCH TODAY WAS HALLOWEEN AND I WENT OVER TO TAKE MY LITTLE SISTER TRICK OR TREATING AND EVERYTHING WAS SO LONG AND NOW IM FINALLY HOME AND EVERYTHING WAS SO LOOOOOOONNNNGGGGG SO I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT TO DO BUT TO REPLY AND I LOVE SYMMETRY SO DONT TILT MY PICTURE TO LEFT BY 10 DEGREES OR I WILL SHOOT YO IN THE FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCCCEEEEEEEEE!!

    "Icy ran past Denise heading to a wall"
    "Stomping his foot hard on the concrete wall he flipped upward and opened his eyes down to Denise"
    Attack Skill: Ice Blast: Level 3!
    "A metal bar coiled around Icy's arm as the smoke got larger as like a dust storm had rolled in"

    Mr Devil: "Mr Devil calmed down and closed his eyes as he felt the tongue flop around on his scythe as he started to chant something"
    Me Yo, Me Yo, Me Yo, Me Yo....ME NO KATARATO!!!
    "A third eye appeared on Devil's forehead as a third scythe comes up from his head and two on his feet as his hands grasp on the scythe"
    NO MATTER HOW MANY DEVIL'S YOU DEVOUR, I ALWAYS HAVE A TRICK UP MY SLEEVE AND I WILL NEVER DIE!!!!

    Symmetry is Everything ~Death the Kid

  • Ooc: Ok kiddo calm down calm down. Just unfreeze my characters and we're all good :3

    Denise: *form a shield by crossing her arms in front of her. It was strong enough to sustain the attack* Oh my... *chuckle* My turn. *disappear and reappear right in front of Icy and break through his defence only to poke his chests with fist and move away* Think fast. That would be of great damage if it was real. *stick the tongue out*

    Akuji: *frown and speed up the tongue that now started to wrap tight around the weapon now focusing on his every move* Alright I can tell you are serious. So I will simply return the same.
    On the outside I may appear like an emotionless sarcastic piece of shit, but just like an onion, when you peel off more layers, you find the exact same thing every single time and you start crying.



    If the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off!

  • Attack Skill: Ice Blast: Level 4!
    "A second metal coil wraps the other way around Icy's arm"
    "He bounces off of the fence behind him and sells the air above him"
    Attack Skill: ice Blast: Level 5!!
    "Two coils circled Icy's entire body as he aimed his healthy hand to Denise a flash flashing crimson in his eyes"
    "A giant freezing ice wave slices towards Denise freezing everything in it's path"

    Mr Devil: "His eyes start to turn a crimson orange even brighter than before"

    Symmetry is Everything ~Death the Kid

  • Denise: Uh-oh *extend arms as if she is holding a gun* Have some sun with that. *shoot out a warm light beam and start melting the ice forcing it more as the ice went thicker and stronger*

    Akuji: *extend one pair of arms and constrict Mr. Devil hard*
    On the outside I may appear like an emotionless sarcastic piece of shit, but just like an onion, when you peel off more layers, you find the exact same thing every single time and you start crying.



    If the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off!