Oh, is that so?
We're quite common along the fringes of existence, where Order's light cannot reach us. Of course, almost all are mindless beasts filled with anguish and hatred for all living things.
I'm an exception. I have a mind.
Oh, dear, a pun!
Thank you, I suppose.
It is a side-effect given by my lazy creator's ways of writing. Oops, fourth wall.
In any case...
*Bows slightly.*
Mind. And who might you be?
Enjoying the apocalypseposted Jul 20th 2010, 7:01AM
Mood:
A pair of figures walked/floated through a deserted city, looking quite happy about it all. The schemer floated here and there, collecting various objects, while the armoured soldier just stabbed any hellish monstrosity that dared approach them. Mind examined mirrors, television sets, even the kitchen sink.
"Modern-day humans need so many srupid objects to survive. Why, back in my mortal days, I only needed magic and enemies to direct it at. They're all so... vulnerable."
"Yes, master," said the other, while casually punching a giant snake.
"I am simply loving this end of the world, though! Reminds me of classic demonic invasions, always had plenty of fun during those," he suddenly froze in place and pointed at an object in the distance, "ooooh! A hellhound, right there! Catch it!"
Gugulash didn't waste a second and chased the damned beast. He returned in twenty minutes... with a quite attractive, scantily clad succubus on the provided leash.
"Sorry, master, I somehow got distracted along the way."
"Oh, you. Very well, return to base, I'll catch one, myself."
"It will be my pleasure."
The succubus giggled and the two disappeared in a purple flash. Mind almost immediately shouted:
"Where'd ya go, boy! Come here, little guy!"
And he flew into the city, looking for his little hellhound. Ragnarok was awesome.
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