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| Ametrine Prime | Dec 23 2013, 04:57 PM Post #1 |
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Reaching the bottom of Hell at last, Ametrine lashed out in a wave of stabilizing ki. The landscape was just as the legends of old learned in ancient history class had spoke of. Rivers of blood and fire. The screaming of victims and beasts wandering around- ruthlessly slaughtering all those that posed to provide entertainment. "If I ran this establishment, where would I live?", scanning the horizon Ametrine looked for an answer. A tower of bones laid in the center of the pit, at it's pinnacle a giant flame could be seen blazing in the dark chamber as a crude imitation of the sun. Ametrine reached into his purse and held his cell phone in one hand while he dressed himself in the other. "Hello Danske, I know it's so soon but I want that favor. I need to reach the management at this place. They're likely not very... amiable. Where? Well get a Ouija board and I can tell you.", momentary laughter gave in to a stern Ametrine, "You said anywhere didn't you?". ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Dabora sat on his throne. My that had been a good program, this is the fiftieth Ametrine he had seen die this week and by far decapitation has to be his favorite way to see that fellow go. "Only a few more thousand to go.", he had put on his reading glasses and went to work at his ad libs. Imps, hard at work at painting flowers on his nails stopped momentarily to the sound of Agent Gribbly and Agent Hyrik reaching the top of the bone heap. "Thank you boys, I'll take it from here.", reaching over his two man throne carry to retrieve his Earl Grey from Agent Ingrid. He offered a tea cup up to Dabora, "Care for some my liege?". Dabora met him with a large hand, "No thanks, doctor tells me to calm it on the caffeine.". "Decaff it is then Ingrid", turning back twice, "And for chrissakes, give him the large cup.". "Sir the Dragon has been slain, the way back should be clear now.", Agent Wum reported in, covered in a black tar like blood from head to toe. "Well it seems you brought a whole expedition with you down here. I'm almost impressed.", Dabora looked up from his mad libs sipping his coffee. "Well imagine my surprise dying, to be greeted with Yema's wife." Ametrine made hand gestures that would make the deaf blush. "Damn me.", Dabora sniffed outloud, placing his mad libs down the side, "Welcome to Hell Ametrine Prime, you are the first to meet me in quite some time. Let us make sure we don't see anything as disappointing as 'that' again. Shall we?". He gestured towards the moment, suspended in the air, of Ametrine having his head forcibly removed from his neck. Lifting Agent Wum up in the air, into his mouth he swallowed with a horrifying gulp. "Well then, let us get to business then. You sad creature." |
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| Ametrine Prime | Dec 23 2013, 04:58 PM Post #2 |
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