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 Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2005 6:35 pm
Havoc smiled serenly to himself, his claws making circles and figure eights in the air, for no reason whatsoever.
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2005 7:41 pm
Silent slid abdnormally fluidly off of his perch, turning slight shade of black as he did so, as if becoming a liquid shadow. Falling to the ground, he turned his neck side to side, figuring it was time for a little punchdrunk training. Gripping his hands into fists, he cracked his knuckles, taking both fists up to his eyes. A few of his sentry demons, the size of households cats each, shot their eyes over at him in terror, diving behind his throne. As his left foot was forward at first, he dropped to one knee, sweeping hard, cutting the sweep upward hard as his back was facing in his priginal direction, tearing his heel dowards towards his originally faced direction. As his heel hit the ground, a solid thud eminated, a four foot crater developing. As the ground dipped to create this crater, Havoc backflipped off his hands, tearing up an eight fot tall pillar as he went. Landing with his left heel behind him, in a sprnter's starting stance, he lunged upward in the air, hands grabbing onto the edge of the pillar, knee shattering into the rock, utterly disintegrating every inch touched.
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2005 7:47 pm
Hopping off the shattered section, he frontflipped, landing with rebound directly at the base of the pillar, right foot smashing through it. As it fell, as most towers wihout bases do, he took his corresponding elbow hard into the rock, shattering most of it in it's path of death, the remainder forced to the side.
Pivoting off his left foot, he stomped his right leg across his left, [ushing up enough for him to backflip/handstand, sending connected heels shattering into the fallen base, disintegrating all remaining rock, before backfliping out of the rubble.
"Clean my mess, pets?"
Havoc smirked slightly, summoning his demons. Instantly, as if the rock itself moved, spirits seemed to try and leap out of the rock, stretching it heavily, before the rubble was dragged down under the 'spirit rock.'
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2005 8:27 pm
Turning back to his throne slightly, he pursed his shoulderblades back and together, cracking one or two lumbars in his back, turning his head from side to side in his previous manner. Turning slightly, he walked out of the room, leaving a sentry demon a small orb, in case he needed to be contacted, or he needed to check up on his throneroom.
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2005 8:30 pm
*In being utterly bored and feeling no want to return home, Naughty slips through the shadows of the halls of Hell while looking for something to do. She pauses for a moment before Havoc's door, her emerald eyes shine behind her veil of blood-red hair. She focuses inward, her fists clentching together and her body is shifted inside the room. She looks about and waits for Havoc in the darkness.*
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2005 8:39 pm
Crawling over the ledge, a sentry demon eyed the occupant of the room warily, before turning around, tapping the orb repeatedly. At about the third of five taps, Havoc appeared in teh center of the orb.
"STOPPIT, DAMNIT! I CAN HEAR YOU!"
The sentry demon gulped slightly, his limegreen eyes shooting back and forth.
"M-master.....there...is a visitor...."
Sighing slighly, raising a hand to pinch his nosebridge slightly, he waved away the sentry demon, mumbling incoherently.
"I...I beg your pardon, master...?
"DROP ME!"
More out of shock than obedience, the sentry demon dropped teh orb, the crimson object shattering on the floor, Havoc standing in the remains. Looking over his shoulder at the sentry demon, he nodded slightly, before turning back to the occupant.
"Yes?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2005 9:01 pm
*She smiled and bowed slightly, not taking her eyes off the man. Naughty looks him up and down before standing tall again. She outstretches her black demonic wings before speaking in a quiet but powerful tone. Naughty looks at the demons and gives them a toothy vampiric grin.*
Sorry to intrude, I like your home. I had yet to meet you so I figured I'd... drop by.
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2005 12:54 pm
HellsNaughtyAngel *She smiled and bowed slightly, not taking her eyes off the man. Naughty looks him up and down before standing tall again. She outstretches her black demonic wings before speaking in a quiet but powerful tone. Naughty looks at the demons and gives them a toothy vampiric grin.*Sorry to intrude, I like your home. I had yet to meet you so I figured I'd... drop by. Havoc's demonic tail whipped around, stopping and speeding up again at random intervals, his crimson eyes still concentrating on her. "Well, I am Havoc. Et tu?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2005 7:40 pm
*She smiled and pushed the strans of hair that had fallen in front her face to the side, behind her ear.*
I am the demon of Pleasure but everyone calls me Naughty. It's nice to meet you.
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 2:45 pm
HellsNaughtyAngel *She smiled and pushed the strans of hair that had fallen in front her face to the side, behind her ear.*I am the demon of Pleasure but everyone calls me Naughty. It's nice to meet you. Bowing slightly, Havoc nodded at her. "I return the feeling."
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 3:30 pm
*Naughty bowed a little, her head hanging a bit. She stood back up and smiled.*
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 6:56 pm
HellsNaughtyAngel *Naughty bowed a little, her head hanging a bit. She stood back up and smiled.* "Not exactly the talkative type, huh?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2005 7:23 pm
*She shakes her head a little.*
I can be but... I'm more the quiet submissive type I suppose. You don't seem to be much of a talker either.
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2005 4:42 pm
HellsNaughtyAngel *She shakes her head a little.*I can be but... I'm more the quiet submissive type I suppose. You don't seem to be much of a talker either. "My type doesn't talk. My type just causes panic and leaves."
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2005 2:36 pm
Havoc nodded off to sleep, letting his minions greet those who would come.
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