The Roleplaying Group

"He's just fine, very cute though."

"Also, I am older then you!"

*Looks at the snake*


"You? You're cute too, so what bring you here?"

"Business, however I do not know how long I will stay here."

Hmm.


"You should come visit sometime!"

"Well, this'll be fun..."

*Watches as the inscription turns into a pitch black hole, and he jumps in.*

*After falling of what seemed like hundreds of feet, he landed gracefully on his feet.*

"Well, let's see if they are still here..."

*Snaps his fingers as multiple candles sparked to life, their bluish-purple flames barely illuminating the area.*

"Oh, they are, how pleasant~!"

*Looks around the vast area as multiple corpses chained up to a wall wearing cultist uniforms were present.*

"Now, let the feast begin!"

"Hahahaha!"

*Kicks you back, your sword slicing through my hand*

*Gets into a fighting stance, different than before*

*Opens robe, revealing hundreds of throwing knives*

[Maybe you should back off, before you make him kill us!]
{Kehhehheh... I'm having too much fun!}

(Different personalities talking in his head)

*Holds his hand in front of himself, as all the corpses are compressed into small orbs, and float into his hand.*

"Well, that was nice..."

"Now, they won't be a bother to Kitty anymore~!"

*Walks to the side of the room that is pitch black, and puts his hand up to it.  The insignia appears again, and it becomes a portal, which he walks through to appear in the forest again.*

"I should tell Kitty the fine news~!"

But what if he hated me for killing dozens of people...

*Starts walking back to the mansion.*

[You've done it now! Back off, he'll kill us!]
{Heheh}


"A teleporter, are you?"

*Weakly Roundhouse kicks in the face*

*A thin streak shimmers past your neck on each side*

"What do you wish to know Fox-boy?"

I can smell the iron of a blade. Hm.

"I will, it looks so pretty"

"Anyway, here is the fish shop"

"AH"

*Seems concerned about the condition of legs*

*As I fall, the thin streaks cleanly cut through your shoulders*
(Razorwire)
*Streaks of razorwire surround you*

*Reaches for another knife*

[Stop, Goddammit!]
{...}

Nosy little...


"I have a hobby of building monuments, there are actually more spread throughout many other lands. As far as the digging goes, well, I tend to enjoy the underground life so I love living in large caverns and tunnels."

"May I ask though, why are you so curious about my tower?"

*Walks out of the forest far enough to be in between the camp and the mansion.*

"Someone is fighting...I can feel their pain, fear, and anger...it's so pleasant~!"

"...Where's Kitty?"

"..."

*Raises a syringe over his own wrist*

*Falls silent, heart stops*

*Yellow fades from eyes*

*Arm goes limp, syringe injects into (my own) hip*

*Walks halfway to the mansion but collapses on the road close to the camp*

I need to... Sleep... Where's Satoshi and Volden?..

*Silence*