Personification Life - Part Deux

[Papal Inquisition]

Lobby
Swith nodded at Thriller. "I know the feeling."

"Ahh, at least it's good to know i'm not alone. Anyway, I left the two shits with a message to turn their radios on, and I am bringing my body back."

[Western Borderlands]

Then someone with a carved wooden mask emerged...blood was splattered all over the person
the person was holding a pistol..and apparently was panicked.

Dab looked at the man "Nous avons un meurtrier et Nykon Je parle français parce que je accidentellement avalé une capsule voix" Dab said. "Sir venir ici pour que je puisse te mettre les menottes et vous pousser à travers une fenêtre"

the person dashed away but he dropped a red crystal...

[Giovenith]

"We talked about it, and decided to tell Lucifer all we knew about you. He was very interested, and is now coming to have a talk, preferably over tea."



"Hi Tsuyoiii!" cheered Giovenith, snacking on an apple she found in the fridge.

*Superbia closed his eyes and rubbed his nasal bridge and groaned* "Alright, fine. Is there anything I need to know about this ass?"

"He is a man of wealth and taste!" said Asmodeus in a faux British accent.

"glares at belphegor"
I hate you,Seven sin my ass.You dont put someone as pure and inccoent as her in the fridge!....._{unless your me,but giov's my friend and i prefer not to hurt friends s}

Belphegor rolled his eyes. "You seem to have very little comprehension on what a member of the Seven Deadly Sins is. We're not cute little models or characters to glorify as "badass" or whatever, it's our job to be horrible little fucks. And our scorn does not stop at the innocent, oh no, in fact, the innocent are something of a bonus."

[Swith Witherward]

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Um..........who are you? how do you know my name?"Looks at the figure"
Are you slenderman? or are you some gross thing fused with everybody else in the apartment?

The figure lowered his hand and beckoned to her.

"Come here, Tsuyoi. I won't hurt you. It's me, Swith, just not in a form you've met before."

[Dabfia]

Dab looked at the man "Nous avons un meurtrier et Nykon Je parle français parce que je accidentellement avalé une capsule voix" Dab said. "Sir venir ici pour que je puisse te mettre les menottes et vous pousser à travers une fenêtre"

the person dashed away but he dropped a red crystal...

Dab walks up to the crystal and pick it up "Monsieur! Votre somthing oublié!" Dab shouted

[Papal Inquisition]

*Superbia closed his eyes and rubbed his nasal bridge and groaned* "Alright, fine. Is there anything I need to know about this ass?"

"He is a man of wealth and taste!" said Asmodeus in a faux British accent.

"Wealth, maybe..Taste, doubtful...But we'll see."

[Tsuyoi Tekikoku]

[
Um..........who are you? how do you know my name?"Looks at the figure"
Are you slenderman? or are you some gross thing fused with everybody else in the apartment?

The figure lowered his hand and beckoned to her.

"Come here, Tsuyoi. I won't hurt you. It's me, Swith, just not in a form you've met before."

"wings and vines look alert and ready for whatever might happen and is prepared to lower my body tempture to freeze self and ready to sing a song that'll put anyone to sleep and walks over"
Your a boy..........................Not a girl..............

[Western Borderlands]

the person dashed away but he dropped a red crystal...

Dab walks up to the crystal and pick it up "Monsieur! Votre somthing oublié!" Dab shouted

"er....dab? why are you speaking a foreign language?
Then the crystal cracked and a familiar voice screamed from it...
It sounded a but like drake...

[Dabfia]

Dab walks up to the crystal and pick it up "Monsieur! Votre somthing oublié!" Dab shouted

"er....dab? why are you speaking a foreign language?
Then the crystal cracked and a familiar voice screamed from it...
It sounded a but like drake...

Dab hands Nykon a note:

Swallowed language change capsule.
I will be speaking this language for 2 hours now.

[Swith Witherward]

The figure lowered his hand and beckoned to her.

"Come here, Tsuyoi. I won't hurt you. It's me, Swith, just not in a form you've met before."

"wings and vines look alert and ready for whatever might happen and is prepared to lower my body tempture to freeze self and ready to sing a song that'll put anyone to sleep and walks over"
Your a boy..........................Not a girl..............

"I'm a man, actually," Swith laughs. "At least, this manifestation of me is. Please, sit down."

Swith, dressed in a casual suit, adjusts his pant legs and sits on the grass. Two leathery wings stretch out from his back, quivering as the long fingers extended and pulled the membranes between taunt. He folded them properly behind him. A quick rummage through his pocket produced two cold cans of Coke.

"Sit, Tsu. Crap, you'd think I was going to eat your liver or try to scare you! I'm not going to do either."

http://browse.deviantart.com/traditional/?order=9&q=handsome+man&offset=48#/d1u63o8

[Giovenith]

"He is a man of wealth and taste!" said Asmodeus in a faux British accent.

"Wealth, maybe..Taste, doubtful...But we'll see."

"We SHALL see!" said Asmodeus, and he offered his hand. His painted, manicured nails were noticed for the first time.

[Papal Inquisition]

"Wealth, maybe..Taste, doubtful...But we'll see."

"We SHALL see!" said Asmodeus, and he offered his hand. His painted, manicured nails were noticed for the first time.

"mmkay?" *He slowly extended his hand*

[The BranRiech]

The User bowed her head. "I'm....sorry to hear that..." She said solemnly. But the mourning was short lived. "We need to get out of here, soon." The Demon said. The man produced some ordinary civilian clothes. "Here, put these on to disguise yourselves. You can pack your suits away in your packs." He said. Not wanting to scar Bran for life with their half-nakedness, the two made the men face the other direction while they hurriedly changed and packed their things away. "What now?" The User asked. "With these disguises, you can sneak out of the station with no problem." The man answered.

Bran scratched his neck and generally fidgeted about wit the new clothes.

"Damn, I feel like I'm in the Soviet Union in the 30's . . . Still though, let's go. The others should know to meet us at the chopper, if they think we're still kicking that is."

[Western Borderlands]

"er....dab? why are you speaking a foreign language?
Then the crystal cracked and a familiar voice screamed from it...
It sounded a but like drake...

Dab hands Nykon a note:

Swallowed language change capsule.
I will be speaking this language for 2 hours now.

Nykon facepalmed

*Boom*
what the fuck was that

[Dabfia]

Dab hands Nykon a note:

Swallowed language change capsule.
I will be speaking this language for 2 hours now.

Nykon facepalmed

*Boom*
what the fuck was that

"Ça sent le roussi. là-bas" Dab said while pointing to the rat.

[Monfrox]

The User bowed her head. "I'm....sorry to hear that..." She said solemnly. But the mourning was short lived. "We need to get out of here, soon." The Demon said. The man produced some ordinary civilian clothes. "Here, put these on to disguise yourselves. You can pack your suits away in your packs." He said. Not wanting to scar Bran for life with their half-nakedness, the two made the men face the other direction while they hurriedly changed and packed their things away. "What now?" The User asked. "With these disguises, you can sneak out of the station with no problem." The man answered.

Bran scratched his neck and generally fidgeted about wit the new clothes.

"Damn, I feel like I'm in the Soviet Union in the 30's . . . Still though, let's go. The others should know to meet us at the chopper, if they think we're still kicking that is."

"But the only way out is either the surface, or a goddamn battlefield." The man said. "I think we'll take the surface." The User said. "Okay, there's a surface gate through a side corridor. It's an old abandoned service exit, so it'll be guarded lightly." He explained. The three walked out of the room as the man led them to the shops. "Take time to hone your arsenal while you still can. Good luck." He said. He went over to two men who were standing by the exit. "Take your pick, Bran. You want a revolver? A Kalash? A shotgun? Or you just want some ammo and to get going." The User asked.

[Tsuyoi Tekikoku]

"wings and vines look alert and ready for whatever might happen and is prepared to lower my body tempture to freeze self and ready to sing a song that'll put anyone to sleep and walks over"
Your a boy..........................Not a girl..............

"I'm a man, actually," Swith laughs. "At least, this manifestation of me is. Please, sit down."

Swith, dressed in a casual suit, adjusts his pant legs and sits on the grass. Two leathery stretch out from his back, quivering as the long fingers extended and pulled the membranes between taunt. He folded them properly behind him. A quick rummage through his pocket produced two cold cans of Coke.

"Sit, Tsu. Crap, you'd think I was going to eat your liver or try to scare you! I'm not going to do either."

http://browse.deviantart.com/traditional/?order=9&q=handsome+man&offset=48#/d1u63o8

Just cause i hate the female you,she's always doing stuff when i only laugh or make fun of her. Personally,i think she sucks!"walks closer but still keeps gaurd up"

[Western Borderlands]

Nykon facepalmed

*Boom*
what the fuck was that

"Ça sent le roussi. là-bas" Dab said while pointing to the rat.

The rat smiled crookedly and ran off...
Then more gunshots sounded off.

[The BranRiech]

"But the only way out is either the surface, or a goddamn battlefield." The man said. "I think we'll take the surface." The User said. "Okay, there's a surface gate through a side corridor. It's an old abandoned service exit, so it'll be guarded lightly." He explained. The three walked out of the room as the man led them to the shops. "Take time to hone your arsenal while you still can. Good luck." He said. He went over to two men who were standing by the exit. "Take your pick, Bran. You want a revolver? A Kalash? A shotgun? Or you just want some ammo and to get going." The User asked.

"I'll take the revolver on this one, I've got enough Ak's back home to supply a Motorized rifle unit."

He grabbed the revolver while emptying his bag of Ak mags that he brought from the chopper, he figured these guys could use them more than Bran . . . These rounds were stolen directly from Branriech factories.

"Take em', I don't need them anymore."

[Swith Witherward]

Zone
Naomi retraced her steps and found the cave in. She pressed her ears against the rocks, eyes pinched tightly closed as she listened for the slightest sound of...

"NVE!"

Her hands began to pick at the rocks. She begged her stronger self for strength and then concentrated on the molecules comprising the stone. It was difficult work that left her fingertips raw and bleeding but after a half hour (pausing only to listen for approaching danger), she had made a small tunnel inward.

NVE was curled under a large slab, unresponsive and breathing shallowly. Naomi crawled in and wrapped her fingers around his ankle. She tugged frantically until his body shifted and then strained her muscles, forcing the weak fibers to their limits as she pulled the velociraptor from his tomb.


Tsu
"Perfectly understandable," Swith nodded. "Of course, you do know that she only does those things because you try to play with her... she, that is... we... have a hard time trying to play like that. We do too much damage, and we lose our tempers easily."

The male Swith handed Tsu a soda and then rested his arm on a propped up knee. "Tsu, why are you always blowing things up or changing people's forms?"

[Dabfia]

"Ça sent le roussi. là-bas" Dab said while pointing to the rat.

The rat smiled crookedly and ran off...
Then more gunshots sounded off.

"Peut-être que je pourrais séduire Dab Mal. Comme il est vraiment une fille, Wait, nykon pouvez-vous parler français, s'il vous plaît dites-moi pas" Dab said. "Quoi de toute façon avec les coups de feu putain?"

[Papal Inquisition]

*There was a loud crashing noise that came from outside, Thriller walked out to see a Templar drop pod in the front yard. Without hesitation, he picked it up and carried it to his room where he found his frozen body in the chamber he left it in. He took the cryopod out of the drop pod and placed it in this machine that made the cryopod fit perfectly. He then hooked himself up to the machine where he began to transmit himself into his body*

[Monfrox]

"But the only way out is either the surface, or a goddamn battlefield." The man said. "I think we'll take the surface." The User said. "Okay, there's a surface gate through a side corridor. It's an old abandoned service exit, so it'll be guarded lightly." He explained. The three walked out of the room as the man led them to the shops. "Take time to hone your arsenal while you still can. Good luck." He said. He went over to two men who were standing by the exit. "Take your pick, Bran. You want a revolver? A Kalash? A shotgun? Or you just want some ammo and to get going." The User asked.

"I'll take the revolver on this one, I've got enough Ak's back home to supply a Motorized rifle unit."

He grabbed the revolver while emptying his bag of Ak mags that he brought from the chopper, he figured these guys could use them more than Bran . . . These rounds were stolen directly from Branriech factories.

"Take em', I don't need them anymore."

The shop owner was puzzled as he looked over the rounds. The User grabbed the revolver. "You sure you don't want anything else with it? A silencer? Barrel extension? Laser sight? Maybe a scope perhaps? Or even a rifle stock?" She asked.

[Western Borderlands]

The rat smiled crookedly and ran off...
Then more gunshots sounded off.

"Peut-être que je pourrais séduire Dab Mal. Comme il est vraiment une fille, Wait, nykon pouvez-vous parler français, s'il vous plaît dites-moi pas" Dab said. "Quoi de toute façon avec les coups de feu putain?"

can you put what you said in writing.

[Tsuyoi Tekikoku]

Zone
Naomi retraced her steps and found the cave in. She pressed her ears against the rocks, eyes pinched tightly closed as she listened for the slightest sound of...

"NVE!"

Her hands began to pick at the rocks. She begged her stronger self for strength and then concentrated on the molecules comprising the stone. It was difficult work that left her fingertips raw and bleeding but after a half hour (pausing only to listen for approaching danger), she had made a small tunnel inward.

NVE was curled under a large slab, unresponsive and breathing shallowly. Naomi crawled in and wrapped her fingers around his ankle. She tugged frantically until his body shifted and then strained her muscles, forcing the weak fibers to their limits as she pulled the velociraptor from his tomb.


Tsu
"Perfectly understandable," Swith nodded. "Of course, you do know that she only does those things because you try to play with her... she, that is... we... have a hard time trying to play like that. We do too much damage, and we lose our tempers easily."

The male Swith handed Tsu a soda and then rested his arm on a propped up knee. "Tsu, why are you always blowing things up or changing people's forms?"

"drinks the soda and sighs"
Cause tsuyoians are born and bred for war and destruction,Tsuyoians are violent.And Only cause i cant seem to beat most of the residents in the apartment................