Dur'id the Druid
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That explains the problem: I've never had a man in my mouth so I don't know how it's supposed to feel.
Just summarizing my reaction to that.
Edit: QQ ate my emojii!
That explains the problem: I've never had a man in my mouth so I don't know how it's supposed to feel.
It's absolutely predictable.
But Grayven's so sure of his own invincibility that it didn't even occur to him that he might be in danger.
Now I hope Princess Luna gets a chance to blast him."It would be tidiest if I kill them too. And copy whatever their mother did to make them proper demons. Don't worry though, I'm not killing the horse. I wouldn't want her down here even if I could get her."
A pity. I wouldn't be surprised if it actually made him stronger, in fact. And it definitely seems to be affecting the Renegade. This fight could be a challenge. A rare occasion for both of them, really.Day 22
28th March 2013
09:45 GMT
I… I draw my daiklave and the Sword of the Fallen. I'm not… Firing on all cylinders at the moment.
"You didn't think this place made me weaker, did you?"
That may be true. He's certainly not accustomed to feeling anything he wanted to feel, I suppose. But the trick will be hurting him here."It was a-." My vision wavers like a heat haze. "A consideration. But I remember that… You can't handle pain. Powerful, but a coward."
He rolls the little fragment of kaahuite between his fingers.
Well, unless he steps on the points as he kicks your teeth in, it's not really a concern.
Come on, it's snappier than 'The sword made from the remains of the Second and Third of the Fallen.'He snorts. "Is that what you called it? Really?"
I don't-. It's like there's this feel that I… Can't.
Huh, that would be an interesting conundrum. Did Chantinelle make use of that - admittedly weakened - corpse while she had the chance?"I wonder what she could make out of you. She-." Focus "Did have access to your body after she ran you through, didn't she?"
I think it's time to call in a marker. Mother Box, contact Kanto.
"H-Having a little t-trouble getting a signal out of h-here, dear." Sadly, i don't think phoning a friend will be possible here.
"...I don't feel so good. I think I need a little naaa-..." That's just a little worrying.
Come on, wouldn't a baseball bat be more iconic? If you can take your time, have some style in the matter.The First walks over to one of the support pillars and picks up a… Crowbar? Then he swings it-.
The support pillar is pulverised.
I dread to imagine what they could be. And what kind of treatment he's given them over the ages."Some very disturbing things live down here. The demons call them abominations. At one time, I thought they might be like me. But, no. Another disappointment."
"Is this all this is about?"
Thanks to the handy scrying-protection tattoos she got, of course. Pity John didn't think to get something similar for himself, but who would he trust to do them right?"I can't find the whore, thanks to Constantine. He'll get his eventually, now the other two aren't around to fight me for him. You took it off Ishmael Gregor, didn't you."
"Yes."
You'd think by now, he'd have done something to the young pup."When I found out, I had a word with his sponsors. According to them, Satanus was the one who supplied it to him."
"And yet… He's fine. Losing your touch, oh First?"
No, but you do look like a show-off, taking your time to monologue."Do I look like someone who belongs in Purgatory?"
He walks over to another pillar, crowbar at the ready.
To be fair, as a succubus, she's probably seen her fair share."So… You can't get in. You need him to come out if you want to take a swing at him."
"'Colin Thornton'. You told someone what he's been up to, and he knows it. Which means that he's... Heh." He shakes his head, chuckling. "He thinks he needs to kill me immediately. Me! As if I haven't seen off more demon lords than his mother's sucked cocks."
Ah, right. Helpless victim, no sign of being able to really defend themself. of course he's feeling cocky.This time he doesn't bother with the crowbar and just punches through the pillar. A fragment of rock comes at-.
A fragment of rock bounces off my armour because I'm too slow to parry it.
I would assume the pervading magical field inside the building would make that difficult. Though the First would probably power through...Need to fix that.
"Of course, if he doesn't, then I can just take a walk into his place of business on Earth and rip him in half. He is only half-demon. Like your kids."
Okay threatening the kids is one thing. But threatening a little Pony? DeadThe First smiles cruelly.
"It would be tidiest if I kill them too. And copy whatever their mother did to make them proper demons. Don't worry though, I'm not killing the horse. I wouldn't want her down here even if I could get her."
Unleash the Dad Rage!Paternal Responsibility
I walk towards him, swords at the ready.
Insert your 'Dio versus Jotaro' memes here."Oh?" He adopts a stance. "Yes, fight me. I'm only a thousands times stronger than you, standing in the place where I was remade. This should be good for a laugh."
"Yes, but you're still an abject coward, aren't you? I just need to ding you once with anything that actually hurts you."
Are you sure?His smile widens.
"I do hope you're not relying on that. I don't feel pain in this form."
You saw what he can do with all that muscle, Ringnestro. Do you want him in arm's reach?Well, bother. On the other hand…
Sinestro? Agony matrix. I've finally found someone who deserves it.
No trouble at all, Lantern Grayven. But wouldn't it be better to wait until he is closer?
...I'm far too unsteady on my feet to take the chance. If it even works on him. Right. Another step forward-.
The lift smashes into the ground behind me.
...Ah.. great. I half-turn-.
"What is-" One of Simpson's robots has leapt onto him and grabbed onto his shoulders with its leg-claws while its forearm blades frantically try stabbing the First's face. "-this?"
Don't sit around analysing, Conquest, get your ass up and conquer!I try spotting any others, but my vision actually goes black for a moment and my legs feel like they could give out at any moment. Settles the question of whether this stuff is good for New Gods, and also makes me a good deal more sympathetic to kryptonite-exposed kryptonians.
Or… Wait. I didn't feel at all odd when Rosacarnis showed me her little knife. The amount? Or my uncertainty? Or both?
Right, still in danger, here.
I'm guessing he was egged on by Satanus. Looks like there's a coup in the makings.The robot strikes my daiklave and is sliced in two from the force of the First's throw, the halves banging off my shoulders hard enough to hurt. Yeah, he's… I don't know about a thousand times, but he's stronger than me when I'm feeling well.
The First looks mildly puzzled. "John's friend's work. Alright, who else is-?"
Ah, sniper support. Doesn't seem to have done much, though.Bang!
There's a very brief flare of golden fire against the First's chest.
Classy. Doesn't mean it's safe from harm, though.Bang!
And another, and the First is looking up towards the ceiling. Another robot, carrying an ornate bolt-action rifle.
Okay, Grayven, I doubt he had any trouble feeling the air displaced by your bladed surfboard, you know. Size isn't everything!Bang!
This time the First blocks the shot with his crowbar. It's got his attention, at least. I activate my aero-discs and float towards him as silently as possible as he pulls his right arm back and throws, the crowbar hitting the robot in the neck with enough force to make it explode.
I swing my daiklave at his left shoulder and he catches my right wrist one-handed without looking around, and tear my hand off.
tear -> tears
Did Grayven secure the Ace of Winchesters in this timeline?Bang!
And another, and the First is looking up towards the ceiling. Another robot, carrying an ornate bolt-action rifle.
Nope. So that's probably what Satanus is banking on to take out the First of the Fallen.
Also, it's good to know that the Renegade had something just in case the First of the Fallen tried something. However, how effective it is remains to be seen.
Only Paul has those tattoos. The Rengade's soul structure was created by the Father Box he got from DeSaad into a duplicate of Grayven's. Something changed after the Renegade went near the Source Wall, and probably changed again after merging with Grayven.Does renegade have the magic absorbing tattoos that slowly feed on ambient magic to form his soul? I remember paragon eating a bunch of hell magic before and almost turning into a demon or some other crazy thing like that.
Does renegade have the magic absorbing tattoos that slowly feed on ambient magic to form his soul? I remember paragon eating a bunch of hell magic before and almost turning into a demon or some other crazy thing like that.
Thank you, corrected.
All of the alternate versions of the SI are technically left on cliffhangers. That's kind of the point, since they're just glimpses into other universes.So I just realized we were left with cliffhangers for both 40k Paul and Old Man Paul…
Hm.
All of the alternate versions of the SI are technically left on cliffhangers. That's kind of the point, since they're just glimpses into other universes.
They're still around, if somewhat depleated. A lot of the members who were serious about it joined the Alliance to some degree as well, and quite a few of those who didn't were prioritised for killing.mm, fair enough.
anyone know what happened to the congregation? It was noted to be separate from the alliance of the just, but we haven't found out what's happened to them since the anti-life started iirc
Nope. So that's probably what Satanus is banking on to take out the First of the Fallen.
They're still around, if somewhat depleated. A lot of the members who were serious about it joined the Alliance to some degree as well, and quite a few of those who didn't were prioritised for killing.
Is "whatever" in this context a Britishism? I would have expected either "however" or "wherever."But then I heard you say that your soul went to the 'Source' whatever you died, and I actually got curious.
Thank you, corrected.Is "whatever" in this context a Britishism? I would have expected either "however" or "wherever."
The renegade has a history of telling Sinestro to "Garrick!" Upon which he gains momentary Lightspeed-With-Reflexes.