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Post by HungryHunter on Feb 15, 2016 5:35:03 GMT
Karakazmiot struggled, but with his armor already compromised, every blow was a crippling one, and soon fatal. The former king collapsed and vanished in the rain of bullets. "The gas was a bit much. Although it really didn't matter anyway." The Master grinned. "He will never succeed."
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Post by waybig1010101 on Mar 10, 2016 4:22:26 GMT
"Huh...well that was boring...You think he would at least attempt to jump, or ran away from the gas clouds...He didn't even get to experience 1% of all the crazy ideas I thought about making him go through. I suppose I'll get someone else to fight a dragon later on then....maybe I'll tell my idiot Chase to fight one when I see him next time. Anyway, I believe I have won this challenge, so what's next on the agenda?" Meanwhile below, the animals continue their onslaught on Karakazmiot.
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Post by HungryHunter on Mar 10, 2016 20:47:31 GMT
The Master chuckled. "He wouldn't have won anyway if he hadn't fell apart there. The goal is to reach his beloved... and she is not here!" MOG tumbled backwards in uncontrollable laughter. "She ran his empire for a while and transitioned it into a democracy. If he just left the portal I always provide him, he'd see her first thing on the other side." His grin didn't die as he summoned up a different portal. "Now, next stop and you'll see the last task." He stepped through the portal, emerging in a clearing in a red jungle. The ground below his feet was coated in red moss, the tree trunks a sickly green where they weren't sprouting bushy red leaves.
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Post by waybig1010101 on Mar 30, 2016 5:42:48 GMT
The Spirit of Unbalance begins to laugh along the Demon God at the revelation of the man's situation. "I swear old friend, at times I feel that you are more despicable than myself." he said these words with the upmost flattery. As the master leaves, the Spirit remains in the world for a moment longer as he studies the planet and its creatures before leaving. Even though this was not his dimension, he did care about the creation he made here to a certain extent. Plus, knowing that this whole world he invented would end up being a waste here, he decides to send the whole planet and everything on it to another dimension. He might be able to use it later for fun, especially with certain people from a particular earth. He smiles once more before going into the portal and emerging into the red jungle. As he surveys the location he nonchalantly says, "I hope you don't mind me taking the planet with me." He knew already that the Master is aware of him sending the planet away to another dimension, though he might refrain from telling him what he plans to do with the planet until the time is right. After searching the area he asks, "So what we doing here?" The setting of this new challenges peaks his interest as he tries looking for any hint of what he is suppose to be doing here.
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Post by HungryHunter on Mar 30, 2016 13:38:52 GMT
"Do whatever you want with it, so long as you don't break anything I like." MOG waved dismissively. Behind him, rusty ferns shuddered. The Master smiled and turned. "Ah, here we go." Something slowly and cautiously emerged from the undergrowth, unfolding like an origami figure. The creature was humanoid, standing on long legs with too many joints, arms much the same. Both sets of limbs were flattened front to back so they could fold by their joints like paper, ending in three digits with rounded pads on the ends. Its body was small and its head smaller, just a little nub with two big black eyes and no other visible features. "Ah, there he is. The task here is simple. I want the inhabitants of this planet to worship us. Use whatever means you want. Smite their enemies, smite a few of them, whatever. There's a drilling rig from another world somewhere around here if you want to smite their enemies." As the Master spoke, more of the creatures curiously gathered on the edge of the clearing.
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Post by waybig1010101 on Apr 9, 2016 5:52:22 GMT
The Spirit looks his immortal companion with a look of pure puzzlement. "You wish for these creatures to worship us? Why? How does this fit with the game? I thought the task is to do each other's jobs?" Yet again I never thought about him being worship at all... considering him being so unique compare to the other demon gods..."Well, if this is the task you challenge me with, I will accomplish it with style." Well, I never really care for worship, but I suppose I can act like a deity that cares about having worshippers. He studies the creatures for a bit and begins to consider his options. Eventually he decides to pick one of them randomly from the crowd and give it with the ability to communicate with them. "Pathetic creature, what exactly is your name, your people's name, and the purpose behind your existence?"
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Post by HungryHunter on Apr 9, 2016 17:13:09 GMT
The Master snorted. "Unlike you, my job is just whatever the hell I want to do. And in this case, I want to get these guys worshiping me." MOG's grin said he had further plans, but what they were was unclear. "I... am Klek." The randomly chosen creature chirped, surprised by this strange creature communicating with it. "Were are the Chirqui. I... do not understand your other question. What are you?"
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Post by waybig1010101 on Apr 10, 2016 1:34:05 GMT
The Spirit doesn't care about the Master's hidden agenda behind getting these people to worship to worship him. Looking at the creature name Klek, he replies with an exaggerated display of hand motions "Simple life form, do you not recognize an immortal being right before your eyes?" He studies the crowd as he tries to gauges his audience's overall mood. Looking at the master of games he asks him a question in the first language, an ancient language so old that none by the eldest beings of creation could comprehend his words, "Is there a time limit to making this little cult here?" Going back to the creature, he pulls out a gold coin with an X mark on one side, and a O on the other side. Without much care, he tosses the coin in front of Klek. Then, he proceeds to speak a language that the creature can understand, "Pick that up if you dare. If you lift that coin, you will receive either immense fortune, or a grave punishment depending on your actions."
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Post by HungryHunter on Apr 10, 2016 3:08:34 GMT
Klek shuddered and cowered away from the Spirit. The Master simply shrugged. "Not really. You can take a few thousand years if you'd like." Unaware of these words, Klek scrambled away from the coin. For whatever reason, every Chirqui in the clearing looked especially wary of the tiny piece of metal, backing off as far as they could get while still keeping an eye on it. MOG chuckled. "I don't think you can bribe them into worshiping you." He teased.
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Post by waybig1010101 on Apr 10, 2016 5:21:09 GMT
"My aim is not to bribe my dear friend." He walks gracefully towards the coin and stops moving when the tiny material is right next to his feet, he bends slowly over to picks it up. As he lifts the object he says gently, "More like a test of courage" Using his other hand, he places his fingers over the edges of the coin and begins to apply light force, which causes the the skin of the coin to wrinkle. Without much effort, the Spirit rips off the wrapper and reveals that the interior of his coin is simply chocolate. He throws the chocolate into his mouth and begins to chew happily. "Well, this might be more fun then I initially thought it was going to be." He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a few more "golden coins." While scanning the creatures with his eyes, he throws half a dozen coins at his feet. He pays close attention to the Chirqui carefully as if he is determining their value.
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Post by HungryHunter on Apr 10, 2016 17:42:12 GMT
The Chirqui remained wary of the coins until one small child ran forward and grabbed one before it could be stopped. The rest shuddered and withdrew, the child's parent running out to grab it. The parent grabbed the coin from the child's hand and dropped it back where it lay before.
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Post by waybig1010101 on Apr 10, 2016 19:26:30 GMT
The Spirit appears in front of the brave, or foolish, child and places his hand over the it's head. With this simple gesture, he transfers a small amount of energy into the child's existence, gifting him with incredible strength, speed, reflexes, endurance, toughness, and an impressive healing factor. This power will continue to become even more powerful as the child gets older along with him developing new powers over time. The Spirit also gifts the young creature the ability to understand him, so that it could comprehend his simple question, "What is your name?" He stares at the boy with a sly smile as he waits for the answer.
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Post by HungryHunter on Apr 11, 2016 3:38:48 GMT
The child cowered, frozen with fear beneath the Spirit's grasp. It only shuddered as his power coursed into it. "I... am Remko." The child wimpered, uncertain what the power coursing through it meant.
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Post by waybig1010101 on Apr 11, 2016 4:40:17 GMT
The Spirit's sly smiles expands to the corners of his face as he speaks with a few bursts of playful chuckles, "Remko, do not fear the power, otherwise it will develop into something you will never be able to control along with turning out to be something truly fearful. This new strength is yours to use, but only if you have the will to use it, and not let it use you. And as it grows, it will mold to much your character, so if you seek to help others, your power will change to suit that desire. Likewise, if you seek to destroy your enemies and rule, then your power will adjust occurring to your aim. And when the time comes that you, or your people, seek us again..." He snaps his fingers and the ground behind him cracks as a small red wooden shrine appears with stone two statues on top. One of the Spirit and the other of the Master of Games, "Approach that shrine and ask for assistance. He turns his attention to the whole crowd and waves his hands for both dramatic emphasize, along with granting everyone the ability to comprehend his words, "If you wish for a miracle, pray to that shrine. Perhaps you do not trust me, and that is fine. But those who have the courage to visit the shrine and pray to it, I promise you will be heard, and more importantly, you will hear a response!" Along with granting them the gift of comprehending what he was saying, he also made sure that they understand the concepts behind the shrine and prayer as well.
Turning to his immortal companion he says in a language that the creatures could not understand, "Now, let us leave for now, and see how long it takes them to pray at the shrine. If 10 years pass and none approach the shrine, I will return with something else to offer these creatures." He produces a twisted smile at the end of his statement as if plan B would be so much more enjoyable to use then the current one.
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Post by HungryHunter on Apr 16, 2016 1:57:57 GMT
The Chirqui shied away from the shrine and Remko, vanishing back into the forest as the Master made the forest itself fade into a black void. "Eh, no need. I know exactly how that'll go. You just made him an outcast. The people desecrating their planet have enslaved many of the Chirqui into enhanced slaves. They have learned to be wary of power. Poor little Remko's going to grow up angry at being cast out, and it doesn't take much nudging to make him take it out on them. Then I'm just going to plant some prophecies about my coming and stab him in the brain. That ought to be endearing. Sorry that you're going to be the devil in my little cult though." The Master's grin grew as he explained his plans, not with sadism but the delight of a child sharing the story they wrote.
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Post by waybig1010101 on Apr 16, 2016 22:53:00 GMT
"The devil huh?" Spirit taps his chin with a single finger over and over again as he thinks. He couldn't help but to think that is what his friend wish from the beginning. "Alright, I suppose I can be the Devil." He then teleports to Remko and tabs his head, transforming his mind into a blank slate. Then with a quick finger snap, he sends Remko somewhere else before reappearing next to the Master of Games. "However, if I get to be the Devil, then I will decide what horrible thing will occur. After all, I hope you don't be such a boring God that has to plan everything out." He begins to shake his head in annoyance when thinks about the countless "gods" that he dealt with. They always seem so fixed on some type of plan, which only made it more hilarious when their plans fell apart....
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Post by HungryHunter on Apr 17, 2016 20:55:30 GMT
"My plans are great." The Master insisted, then paused to think. "So, you've done really well. How about a deal? We skip me doing your job and I just take you to Harvester's realm and you give me that violin?" He grinned and flexed his hands, eager to get his hands on that wonderful instrument.
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Post by waybig1010101 on May 29, 2016 6:33:27 GMT
"Fine. We can end the contest now. Though I suppose I will save my trials for another poor soul later...perhaps a certain handsome blondie." He finishes that sentence with a smile. "Here you go." With a wave of the hand, the violin is summon right in front of the master of games. With a quick spin in the air, his outfit turns more bright in color. The red becoming pink and the black turning white. Alone with him holding a bouquet of flowers, with each flower being made out of a soul existing in a different dimension than the other flowers, and a box of sweets in the shape of a weird skeleton head, that can not be describe as anything remotely resembling anything from earth. "Now, let's get going. I wish to tell my darling how she means more to me than all of creation."
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Post by HungryHunter on May 29, 2016 19:54:12 GMT
The Master greedily grabbed the violin and instantly struck a haunting chord, delighting in the sound. "Oh, delightful. I hope you enjoy your date as much as I enjoy this." He slashed a hole in reality, exposing another realm to their eyes. "I'll keep this open in case you need to split. Which you will." The other side of the portal was a grey plain extending in all directions forever, then another an unknown distance up serving as the sky. Randomly appearing and vanishing were columns between the sky and floor.
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Post by waybig1010101 on May 29, 2016 20:32:07 GMT
"So beautiful..." said the Spirit of Unbalance in awe. He slowly steps through the portal and begins to study the environment. Appreciating the scenery with utter delight. After a few minutes of examine the raw beauty of the world he now finds himself, he begins to call out for the entity that he loves almost as much as himself. "Oh Harvest, don't be cruel to me. Please, allow my senses the greatest joy possible. Let my eyes see you in all of your glory, let my ears hear your voice, which is the greasiest sound of all. Bless me with the gift of kissing only your hand, and I shall be happiest soul in all of creation."
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