There are myriad of reasons to call up the hosts of hell, but all of them come with a cost. Are you willing to pay their toll?
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PROMPTS WHY 1. For power: Imagine what you could achieve with the forces of darkness behind you. 2. For a life: Someone you love needs more time. You're willing to give up some of your own. 3. For vengeance: While you can never strike back at those who've harmed you, you know there are beings that can settle scores. 4. For chaos: Some men just want to see the world burn. 5. For companionship: Don't judge. The world gets lonely when you need a friend...or more. 6. For sex: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) 7. For no intent of your own: The accident. You knew you shouldn't have opened that book bound with human flesh. Now your weekend's ruined. 8. Wildcard
WHAT YOU'LL GIVE UP 1. Your soul: At least you'll get to keep it for ten more years or so. Besides, in this economy, it wasn't doing much anyway. 2. Your service: Demonic side gigs! 3. Your heart: You'll never love another. 4. Your body: In the gore way or the sexy way. 5. Your sanity: Do you want to end up at an insane asylum eating flies? Because this is how you end up at an insane asylum eating flies. 6. Your innocence: Interpret this as you will. Maybe murder? Maybe not? Maybe...something else! 7. Wildcard
The other’s transformation unfolds from the corner of his eye, as he takes to scanning the area for an opening in the cave walls — and he finds it, a shadow just a shade darker than the rest, revealed when the creature starts to twist and flail under the Medicine Seller’s attack.
Something, he notes, something much smaller than the giant orochi, slithers itself further in.
The Fairy King’s own form flashes out of a sight — taking on a much, much smaller appearance, only centimeter’s tall, and on the back of a small moth he shoots through the air like a comet into the hole, disappearing further into the cave system.
His comrade doesn’t like his efforts? Pity.
Then good luck to him, if he dares smash through the walls to find the last head before he can]
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bakerstreet2024-08-29 07:28 am
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And Oberon decides he will claim the head start.
The other’s transformation unfolds from the corner of his eye, as he takes to scanning the area for an opening in the cave walls — and he finds it, a shadow just a shade darker than the rest, revealed when the creature starts to twist and flail under the Medicine Seller’s attack.
Something, he notes, something much smaller than the giant orochi, slithers itself further in.
The Fairy King’s own form flashes out of a sight — taking on a much, much smaller appearance, only centimeter’s tall, and on the back of a small moth he shoots through the air like a comet into the hole, disappearing further into the cave system.
His comrade doesn’t like his efforts? Pity.
Then good luck to him, if he dares smash through the walls to find the last head before he can]
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[ The sigh is multi-toned, as if two are speaking at once, and perhaps there are.
The warrior simply shakes his head, feet lifting from the ground to fly through the cave system.
There's no more talk, only grim determination to find the last head before the Fae King. ]