SPECIAL MYSTERY CHARACTER

mystery... because shadow walking is awesome.

Xaven 88. Switching viewpoints is for those who don't have an awesome enough character already.

SPECIAL MYSTERY CHARACTER!
It could be anything! Even Xaven 88!

>>16717179
>>16717181
>>16717198

HE AWAKENS.

Deep in the bowels of the earth lays a figure, in the darkness. Mighty was his power once, great was his dominion. He held the land in terror, in darkness and blood. Such was his greatness that the Paladins of Cydonia traveled to the opposite end of the world to seal him in the deepest, darkest dungeon, surrounding the exit with everburning torches so he could never escape.

SANGUINUS. Lord of Blood, Fear, and Shadow. His left arm shorn away, his horns broken off, his tongue torn from his maw, he was cast into these depths. His power is weakened, his strength, crippled, his fury...

Untouched.

He rises from his stone bed, awake once more.

What is his greatest goal:
To become whole, complete, and to leave this plane?

To strike fear into the hearts of men once more?

Or is it something greater, something grander, something... deeper?

>>16717242
To get a wife.

>>16717242
To become whole and gain revenge against the bastards who locked him away for so long

>>16717242
>Or is it something greater, something grander, something... deeper?
To raise his twelve brothers from the depths, that together they may grind this world beneath their heels.

>>16717264
>>16717266
To become whole and gain revenge against his ex-wife's minions who locked him away for so long

>>16717242
To seek out POWER.

(Such as that sword we heard about with the rusty bits.)

>>16717266
>>16717277

It takes you some time to think. So long have you been trapped away. But two thoughts rise to you.

They will pay. The Humans, all of them, will suffer for this humiliation. You will piece yourself together, and seek vengeance!

And the fate of your brothers. All of their names elude you for the moment, but there is ATAR, Lord of Hate and War, DAMASK, Lady of Secrets and Adultery, ZOROON, Lord of Madness and Chaos. These three are the first you can recall, though you know there are more. You walk out from your chamber, into the dungeon proper - and come upon a three way intersection.

WEST, NORTH, OR EAST?

>>16717331
EAST.

Fuck that, we start carving our way up

>brueti escape
Our new alias is Brueti. Now we escape

>>16717331
>your brothers
>DAMASK, Lady of Secrets and Adultery
>Lady
Damask was never terribly subtle about his "secrets", was he?

East is fine.

>>16717379
You mentally assign the name Brueti to yourself - it is a fitting name, meaning 'Torn Asunder' in the parlance of your people. You walk East, and think back on your powers.

SHADOW DOMINION:

Your dominion over shadow is currently WEAK. You can STRETCH SHADOWS, and WALK THROUGH THEM with a range of TWENTY FEET, though you need line of sight to do so. Momentum is preserved between shadows.

BLOOD DOMINION:

Your dominion over blood is currently TRIFLING. You can control your own blood enough to stop your own bleeding.

FEAR DOMINION:

You have lost this dominion entirely.

You reach a door - and stop, for you hear voices behind it.

>>16717452
What are they saying?

>>16717452
Break the door down and introduce ourselves.

>>16717472
:Blessings be upon this house!"

>>16717452
How do we increase our dominions?

>>16717452
First listen to the voices to determine if they pose a threat. If not, open the door normally. If the voices on the other side react to you with hostility, destroy them. (We do have combat abilities enough to fight with some confidence, yeh?) If they react peacefully (or at least not hostile) speak to them ask them questions.

>>16717470
It's Goblin. You can barely understand it, something about money and whores.

>>16717472
Your rear back your leg, grinning wide. as a Lord of Fear, there are certain things you revel in. Surprise and shock are two of these things - the door gives easily to your hard, straight kick, slamming it into the opposite wall. It falls in the silence, the Goblins staring at you.

"Blessings be upon this house." he say with a wide grin, your missing tongue being no deterrent - you vibrate the shadows to speak. "I am SANGUINUS, Lord of Fear, Shadow, and Blood."

They only stare in shock, between fleeing and fighting.

>>16717573
Give 'em a wink.

Then proceed with the maiming.

>>16717573
Tell me, what is the state of the world? Speak quickly, and I may not flay the skin fro tour bones!

>>16717573
Use the shadow teleport to get a gob weapon. Leave only two alive.

REVEL IN FEAR
PROSPER IN SHADOW
BATHE IN BLOOD

>>16717166
(Make sure you don't get burned out OP. It can be hard juggling three plots at once.)

>>16717582
You grin as you lean against a near wall with one arm...

>>16717620
Reaching through to snatch a cleaver.

They prove easy. Weak sport. Their limbs and bones crack and splinter, blood soaks the darkness as they try to flee. You walk the room with a wide grin, boot slamming down to sever their heads after severing their limbs with the cleaver. You revel in their fear, their blood.

YOU HAVE REGAINED FEAR DOMINION.

You may now, at any time, channel a presence of overwhelming power and destruction, causing fear in those who witness you.

Sadly, your little... foray has cost the goblins their whole force here, and you, some information. There is more further east, or you could return to the intersection proper.

>>16717728
More goblins! We'll terrify them into ineptitude and cit them all down while they sob like children. We will be whole again!

>>16717728
Search the house. You don't need people to give you information, you can simply find it. Also, raid their fridge, you must be hungry. And try to find a better weapon.

You were supposed to leave two alive, but I guess Brueti/Sanguinus just can't help it.
Continue down the hallway.

(also holy shit he's badass)

... I kinda want this guy to be our wielder now.

>>16717728

Sounds like its time for a blood orgy!

>>16717843
I don't! We told him to question them before he killed them. Dio, at least, dose what hes told.

>>16717728
Continue EAST and murder every motherfucker you come across and drink their blood. Delicious blood.

>>16717865

This but eat them.

Channel fear dominion.
Throw the cleaver into their midst (if possible, just appear there).

"I am Death incarnate. I have come for your lives. You -will- go to the deepest recesses of Hell itself. Unless you play a little game for me.
Whoever causes the most blood to be shed in the most impressive way with that cleaver survives. The rest will meet their doom.


Begin."

>>16717869

Seconded.

>>16717888
Ohhh! This, a thousand times this!

>>16717869

Sound good to me.

>>16717818
You search the area, finding little. You drink in what blood you can, but it is not enough for your Dominion to increase - you'll need more of a more potent blood to sate that. But at least it's not nagging you anymore, in the back of your mind. You drop the cleaver - you are strong enough with bare hand that few can match you, and enter the next room.

Empty. Well, not entirely. There is little here save fore a huge, canine creature, blood staining its dark fur, red eyes nearly closed in its weakness. A few goblins poke at it with sticks, and it's clear it wants to lunge at them and eat them, but it is too weak. Ither than that, nothing here.

You pause for a moment, a wide grin splitting your face as you walk forth. A goblin foolishly tries to stab you, and your boot comes down, hard, slamming into and through its foot before your hand claps around its neck. a solid squeeze and the head pops right off, and you drink happily.

DOMINION INCREASED: BLOOD.

You can now channel spilled blood into shapes. More potent blood is more difficult. There is no upper limit, but the more blood, the more focus that is required.

Your force the rest of the creature down your gullet, and grin at the other, who has soiled himself, frozen to its place.

>>16717888
You are saddened at a missed chance. You file this away for later.

Now, what to do.... with the last goblin and this oversized hound?

>>16717869

I like this idea

>>16717898
Thirded.

>>16717910

EAT THEM!

Xaver 88, not Xaven.
I love Brueti though. DEFINITELY play the most dangerous game

>>16717923

This

>>16717923
Seconded.

>>16717923

We need to do this. Goblin might be a bit gamey though.

>>16717910
Bring the hound up to power and have it eat the Goblin.

>>16717923

I like the cut of your gibe.

>>16717910
>Tell me, dear goblin, to what do I owe the pleasure of you and your kin's company?

Eat them, and gain their courage!

>>16717953

FUCKING THIS!

Captcha: eroppi Seamen's

Still not gay captcha.

>>16717923
Yes.

Use shadow dominion to grab goblin, pull him through the shadows and fall from the ceiling. Let the dog eat the broken goblin.

As it is about to finish, make it choke on goblin blood and make its eyes face you.

One thing is making a cowardly race of imbeciles fear you. Another is to inspire dread in the mindless.

>>16717953

You, I like you.

>>16717910
eat goblin heall/ pet dog he shall be our new pet

Eat 'Em

>>16717953

Sounds good to me.

>>16717953

This. So much this.

>>16717953

Yes.

>EAT EAT EAT EAT EAT EAT
>EAT EAT EAT EAT EAT EAT

You are nothing if not hungry. You take slow, practiced steps, hand reaching out as you grasp the goblin around its midsection. A twitch of your fingers breaks its spine, and your maw opens, wider, wider, impossibly wide, and you throw it down. The bones snap and the body contorts impossibly as it screams all the way down.

You look upon the hound, kneeling beside it. It growls, and snaps at you wearily, but you place your hand upon it, and focus your power.

>Will you swear to help me in my endeavors, to protect me against all threats, and never betray me?
>[Affirmative reaction]
>Then be blessed with my might.

>CHOOSE A BLESSING: FEAR, BLOOD, OR SHADOW<

>>16718099

Shadowhound.

>>16718112

Shadowhound

Also I vote we find more goblins or something to curb our appetite.

>>16718130

Seconded

Blood for the Bloodhound!

A hound of shadow

Let it be our eyes and our dagger in the night

>>16718130

Thirded

Shadow.
Suddenly, displacer beast/blink dog

>>16718130

Fourth'd

>>16718130

Fifth'd

>>16718099
Shadowhound, and then we get ourselves a Fearhound and a Bloodhound to match.

>>16718112
Like those fuckers from DMC!

>BLESSING OF SHADOW<
The creature's fur becomes darker and darker, wounds sealing, eyes glowing stronger. You were mistaken - this is no hound, it is a Worg. its eyes are like two red stars in the blank midnight sky of its body, a perfect silhouette. You grin - in this darkness, there would be no touching a creature such as this. It pads behind you, and slides into your shadow comfortable, twin red stars staring out from where your eyes would be on the shadow.

This is a dead end. You move back to the intersection. Where now? West, or North?

>>16718130

MAKE IT LIKE ZUUL.

ZUUL MOTHAFUCKA! ZUUL!

(Thanks for continuing the quest OP, I was a little worried when I found you absent this Wednesday)

>>nutbro industry

I say we go West.

>>16718244
Forgot mah fucking trip, yo

>>16718267

WE MUST NAME IT ZUUL!

>>16718244
West. Try to do that game I suggested earlier if there are any goblins.
Fear > Blood

>>16718276

THERE IS NO WORG ONLY ZUUL

You name the ShadowWorg Zuul as you continue West, Another door. You pause, listening quietly. More goblins.

Entrances are important... How will you go about it this time?

I'm kinda worried. What happens when/if Brueti finds Dio?
Poor la-, uh, lass, won't stand half a chance

>>16718329
Shadowport behind them and give a cheery wave.

>>16718329
We do the cleaver game

>>16718381
>>16718384
Shadowport, wave, then cleaver game.

Break down the door, flood the room with darkness shadowport to the other end and slowly tear the goblins to pieces. Our companion stays by the door and rips apart those who would flee. Terror in shadows is the game here.

>>16718396
Not incredibly intimidating but mite b cool.

OH OH
Doggy ports in with us, we wave, we make it look like Zuul's talking

Seconded.

>>16718384
>>16718396

>The cleaver game.

YES.
The appeals to you - demons love games. You slip under the door with shadow, and appear in their midst, sinking a cleaver into the stone floor with ease. The noise silences their prattling, and you grin, letting fear leak from your body.
"I am Death incarnate. I have come for your lives. You -will- go to the deepest recesses of Hell itself. Unless you play a little game for me.
Whoever causes the most blood to be shed in the most impressive way with that cleaver survives. The rest will meet their doom.


Begin."

You step away, grinning as they hesitate. you gesture, and one falls into a shadow occupied by ruby eyes, screaming... Blood leaks from the wall he'd fallen into in copious amounts.

"Well?"

They shoot forth and immediatly begin to fight over the blade.

While they fight, what shall you do with the remainder? Now's as good a time as any to decide.

>>16718449
Make idle conversation.

>>16718470
Why not? Should prove to be ironically funny considering the blood sport going on nearby.

>>16718449
Make him our mindslave.

By the power of the very thing he won through.
Fitting, really. The best to shed blood shall be infused with it.
If he refuses to obey, eat him

The one that lives? We tell him it was not enough, that still more blood remains to be spilled. His own. We give him some kind of blood blessing so he doesn't die and becomes our servant.

>>16718488
Survivor gets blood pact

>>16718449
Encourage them! Give exiting color commentary, like in the great games of old.

>>16718470
This.

Let "idle conversation" include general information about them and the area.

You watch closely, Then grin as one of them grabs the cleaver. Yes! He is small, green, but fierce and wild. His eyes blaze ref as he dances among his brothers, opening lines on their backs all the way to the spine. He moves as if the ground barely exists, bouncing and skipping madly. You draw away the blood, in time, bringing it into a sphere above him, until finally, his brethren are dead, and the sphere above him is at least ten times his size.

"You who have survived - What is your name?"
"Sarl o'Harl, my lord." he states, evenly.

"Do you swear to work for my ideals? To stand beside me in times harsh and fair? To never betray me?"

"Yes, sire."

"Then take my blessing!"

the blood he had drained, the mixed blood of his brothers, pours into him. His red skin darkens, his eyes grow brighter, and glow softly in the darkness. Veins on his body stand out harshly, and new ones form only to slowly separate from him, long winding tentacles filled with the blood of his brothers. These begin to migrate to his back, until finally, they form a pair of batlike wings, wide and strong, and a beard of them from his chin.

You know this creature - a Bloodling. A creature capable of storing blood in a spacial anomaly where its heart used to be, enough blood to fill a dozen normal creatures of his size.

With this transformation done, what is your next move?

>>16718689
Try to figure out how to get out of this damned dungeon.

>>16718717
Agreed

Move? Not yet. Before we move, we get all the information we can out of our formerly goblin friend here. Then we can decide.

>>16718717
No.
There is something that remains to be done.
Fear.
I'm going to think of a game where fear is the key.

>>16718767
Tag?

If the Worg is It, I mean.

>>16718767
Alright, I got it.
What if we transport a bunch of beings into a completely dark room, equipped each and every one of them with a weapon, channeled fear and told them to be the last man standing?
To speed it up, every minute we kill the one who is most afraid.

Posting from my phone so cba to make a suitable speech like last time

>>16718792
Tag is good too

>>16718792
If they show fear, they become dinner.
Can we get something that isn't a goblin though?
I think our servants should be pseudo-avatars of our dominions, changing to reflect our increasing power

>>16718841
That would be nice, but a pair goblins representing blood and fear isn't too bad either. Let's check if there isn't some more frightening beast around first before we settle on that though.

>>16718767
Rather than a tst of fear, let us make it a test of courage. We demosntrate what our hound is capable of, and channel our powers of fear through it..and we ask if there are any challengers.

the first is killed. The second is rewarded.

>>16718900
So the coward becomes fear in living form? Could work, actually. Ironic punishment and all that

You mull for a while over your next servant. Blood and Shadow are already represented, te Bloodling resting on your shoulder.

You return, in time, to the intersection, turning West this time... And it not Goblins you hear. No, no. This is different, a human language. But you cannot understand it...

>>16719006

>>16719006
See if the Bloodling speaks Human.

>>16719006
Neat.
I vote we play to find an avatar.
Which game isn't important.

We should consider somehow raising our shadow dominion. It's one of the most useful and probably the hardest to train

>>16719006
if we can, meld into the shadows and eavesdrop on them.

>>16719108
>>16719062
Second
We can always get a fear avatar -after- eavesdropping
Who knows, if they mention eachothers' names we can really make them shit their pants

You would eavesdrop, but they make no sense to you, or the bloodling. You know goblinic because you used them as a sort of stopgap army, back in the day. Still... Maybe these individuals know Goblin.

The question remains: What is your entrance?

>>16719222
Might as well just enter. have our houd stick to the shadows in case we need a show of force.

>>16719222
Cheery wave.

>Hello! Name's Brutei. How are you?

Shadows everywhere, binding shadows if we can otherwise just us and our minions murdering from the dark.

>>16719222
How many are there?

>>16719277
Sure, why not
But channel fear while doing it

>>16719277
Seconded.

May as well be polite.

>>16719277
We are playing this guy as some sort of noble sociopath. I love it!

>>16719468
More of a charming homicidal maniac, but still.

Quite interesting. Can't wait 'till he meets Dio.

>>16719277
You open the door to walk into their dim torchlight, smiling as Zuul closes his eyes and the Bloodling hides itself.

"Hello, I am Brutei. How are you?"

Three. One man, two women. One of the women wears heavy armor with symbols of the Free Man. The other is in heavily robed. The man, you note, is in leather armor, yet holds a blade as long as he is tall, if a bit thin.

They immediatley put up a defensive stance, and the cleric starts shining... the light prickles, annoyingly.

>>16719510
Shade our eyes, and say:
>Well now. That's a bit rude.

And eat the fuckers. Bastards had it coming, being all impolite and such.

>>16719510
Turn the cleric into our avatar of fear. It will be sweet, sweet, ironic heresy.

We can't be having that now, can we? TEAR the light from him, down to his very soul.

>>16719510
Could be dangerous. Shadow powers are gimped while cleric does that.
I want her as our avatar.
"Gentleman, ladies, I suggest you stop that before I might accidentally end up flaying your corpus from your very soul.
I have a proposition for you, if you are interested..."

AS MUCH FEAR CHANNELLED AS POSSIBLE
>idoubly concerned
Yes, two women makes this doubly concerning

>>16719576
>>16719581
>verysoulmind

>>16719581
>>16719562
Thirding cleric turning, how do we do it though? I feel we have to make her realize her faith is worthless

>>16719510
That cleric is going to be our Gozer the Gozarian.

I guess we should name the bloodling Vince Clortho as well.

>>16719616
... Who said anything about giving her a choice? Make the very shadows seep into her mind, corrupt her from the inside out. Control her, force her to strike down her two companions. Stuff like that.

>>16719628
Bloodling already has a name, Sarl o'Harl.

>>16719642
Well that's not his name anymore. We have a theme going here.

>>16719616
And what does faith protect you from?

Fear.

We will break her bulwark of divinity, and claim her for our own, a living testament to the almighty power of the Walker in Midnight. She will no longer need her faith, for she will have embraced its anathema, and taken it to her heart, filling the gap where once scripture and goodness occupied, filling it with the true power that these mortals have forgotten.

She will be ours, gentlemen. Our Lady of Fear.

>>16719633
But seeing the despair in someone's eyes as they realize that their lives are forfeit, and making them believe they have chosen their own downfall is so fulfilling. So...
Delicious

>>16719651
I think we should be instead making theme via titles instead of names. Makes for more dramatic introductions.

>>16719672
I'd be fine with this, titles are good. I haven't read the material relating to Zuul, so I'll let you elegan/TG/entlement take care of it.

>>16719662
Yes, yes. But how?
I feel we should just go with that intro some dude made and let tbe OP make a response

>>16719734
>reading material to Zuul
what the fuck man

>>16719734
>material relating to Zuul

Dude.

Ghostbusters.

>BREAK HER, TAKE HER, MAKE HER OURS.

You step forth with a smile. Into a host of assaults. Certainly, you are a maimed demon lord, but... You are still a demon lord. You sidestep the sword swing. A ray of light lances at you, and you block it with one hand. You take their torch from the hand of the caster, tossing it behind you, over your shoulder. Your shadow falls upon the warrior, red eyes gleaming inside - and he is pulled in, screaming. You catch the oversized blade on his way down, gripping it with ease as the hound consumes him.

Blood spurts from the floor.

DOMINION: INCREASED: SHADOW.

You can now directly interact with the shadows of others, with your physical touch. You shadow cannot manipulate others unless the Hound rests inside.

You smile wide, the shadows enveloping the room. The torch behind you is but a tiny isle of light... and regretfully, so is the cleric. You feel her resolve is being tested - but more still remains.How best to break her...?

>>16719737
Oh, we channel fear like a motherfucker.

Figured it was obvious.

How about brutally slaughtering the man and the armoured woman slowly and surely while making it look as painful as possible and be sure to spill as much blood and break as many bones as possible. Make sure we show the cleric that resistance beyond futile to the point of ridiculousness. All the while with our fear aura to seal the deal. And then we offer her a chance of salvation from eternal suffering at our hands by offering to accept her allegiance to us if she so chooses to give it.

>>16719780
Fuck. Tad late.

>>16719772
Roll eyes and slaughter Armor Girl in front of her.

>>16719772
Point out just how feebly the light glanced off of your magnificent form. Have Zuul eat the man slowly, prolonging his torment and letting his screams of agony fill the chamber. Have the bloodling drink deep of the other women. Turn up your aura of terror. Cause the cleric fear and revulsion the likes of which she has never known.

She will accept your blessing just to make the terror stop.

>>16719772
what can our new power do, exactly?

>>16719828
Slowly, painfully, fill her with fear as you do and let it only amplify it for her cleric friend as she watches helplessly.

>>16719772
"Tell me, child. What do you know of gods and devilz? What have the last few centuries of indoctrination been like? Of course I can only assume it's been centuries.
You see, the only way I know how long it's been is because of that curious symbol of yours. My brother must have spent at least a century establishing himself as a deity... quite quaint, actually. Being controlled like a puppet as yoylu do."
This is where we use our new powers to control her actions. Channel fear like a motherfucker too.
"Do you really think there is any chance in hell you're surviving this encounter while against me?"
Have her pull a knife on her companion, stab her till her throat's mush
"I. own you."

Fucking typing on a phone is such a pain

>>16719772
Make the shadows dance. make them weave. take the spilled blood from her fallen friends, make it rise, take their old forms. make her see how feeble she is, how weak. How she failed.

And when she fights with the last of her light, we swallow her with her own shadow. slowly. untill she breaks.

>>16719772

ZUUL MOTHAFUCKA'! ZUUL!

>>16719870
Do this
While saying
>>16719869
this

>>16719772
Mess with her shadow. Have a brief light flare up to see her partner get taken down by Zuul. Mess with her, let her hear her companion scream in vain for help, the screams turn into whispers and then shut down.

>>16719890

This but have Zuul shout his name repeatedly.

>>16719897

Seconded

>>16719897
No, that won't be intimidating, it'll just be silly, plus it will give her something to pray for.

>>16719897

Thirded

>>16719897
And Shas/Victor supplies the choir and ominous latin chanting

>>16719897
What, like a Pokemon? You want to turn our shadowy hell-hound into a pokemon.

>>16719897

This. So much this.

>>16719897

Fourth'd

>>16719897

Yes

>>16719919
Face it, this quest was lost to the bidding of the randumb half the second they turned dio into a girl FER TEH LUZLEES

So you guys know the more we level up this bastard, the harder it'll be to kill him once we get back to Xaver 88.

>>16719897

Magnificent

>>16719897
No. This is silly in the extremem.

>>16719957
And more satisfying

>>16719897

Oh my god guys, we need to do this.

OP, for the love of god, don't let them turn this side of the story into a joke too.

>>16719957
Your point?
He's fucking awesome, he deserves impeccable stats.
He's the BBEGOTYAY

>>16719897

We're doing this, right?

>>16719957
You mean we'll have a better minion once we dominate him.

>>16719991
No. It's fucking stupid.

>>16719897

I like you.

I suspect samefaggotry around here...

>>16719955
I've been waiting for a climactic moment when we could change him back.

>>16719897

That's fucking retarded. You should feel bad for suggesting this.

So. Guys.

After we break her and make her our Vassal of Fear, what do we do?

>>16720017
I've been voting to change him back every time we get some spare ego.

I wish abbadon quest would come back so they could have their RANDUMB quest back.

>>16720024

Let Zuul possess her body.

>>16720024
Then. we chill.

>>16720039

Words can't describe how much I hate you.

>>16720039
>>16720024
We get the fuck out this dungeon that's what we gonna do.
Put the Zuul on the down-low

>>16720024
Well, there's nothing clerics are better art than spreading the faith. And that is exactly what we'll do.

>>16720038
Yeah, same here. The only problem is that we have kept this up for so long, we need a good excuse to change him back or else he will get us back for that. Basically, we need something flashy to happen, and use that as a jumping off point to where we can say that we can change him back. Doing it right now, no matter how much I wish to, will be detrimental without proper reasoning.

>>16719897

We gotta do this!

>>16719897
((Zuul cannot speak.))

>>16719890
You grin as the shadows dance around you and the room at large, horned creatures and other things appearing on the walls as you speak.


"Tell me, child. What do you know of gods and devils? What have the last few centuries of indoctrination been like? Of course, I can only assume it's been centuries."

The man's blood rises under the directions of my hand,sword resting against the far wall. The blood dances towards the mage, who is, at this point, screaming in abject terror.


"You see, the only way I know how long it's been is because of that curious symbol of yours. My brother must have spent at least a century establishing himself as a deity... quite quaint, actually. Being controlled like a puppet as you do."

All lies, of course. The Free Man is the dominant human religion. Been so for eons. 'So long as there is One Free Man, so too can we all be free'. Ha! The puppet of blood makes to kiss the young woman, but instead flows into her. She screams as something twitches inside her.

You channel your fear as the mage's belly swells.

"Do you really think there is any chance in hell you're surviving this encounter while against me?"

The mage's belly explodes, and she screams as she falls into Zuul's shadow, who greedily devours her. In moments, the blood rises as her comrades in thin, blood puppets shamble towards her.

"I. Own. You."

Her light flickers. Then goes out.

DOMINION INCREASED: FEAR

Those who break under your aura will do anything to escape, even if it endangers their lives.

She screams feebly as her gauntleted fingers scrabble against the wall.

>>16720090

You are a god for shooting the ghostbusters prick down

>>16720090
Now, offer to take the terror away. All of it. Promise she will never feel fear again. Then bless her.

>>16720115

Yes.

>>16720115
Was going to post something myself but this is better

>>16720142
>>16720115
>>16720131
Be all chivalrous and shit.
Also, OP prefers dialogues/monologues written out he said earlier. Could someone make a monologue? I'm still on my phone and I've made several so cba to make another

>>16720090
"I can teach you how to rise above that fear. How to control it. How to instill it. I can strip away that which blinded you, hide you from the searing light full of lies and deception."

"you must merely ask for it, and I will make you into my Speaker."

and thus, our cult will have it's first priest.

>>16720199
"Yes,yes, it's all terrible, isn't it. The pain. The fear. Come here. I can make it all stop. Forever. Just accept my blessings, and you will never feel this way again.

>>16720221
I like it, but we should be more affable

By the way, OP, what do we know of the Free Man?

>>16720252
I think he's some new god. Dio mentioned him a few times.

>>16720252
More or less what he just wrote.
That's as far as our knowledge extends

>>16720252
Wait... The Free Man?
... Is his first initial G, by any chance?

The way the greentext is written in OP's posts...
I have a feeling there's more to Brueti than what meets the eye...
Guys, I don't think we're Brueti. I think we're more than Sanguinus.
This could prove interesting, or just a red herring
We'll see

>>16720294
>>16720331
I think you're both looking too much into it

>>16720221
This with the attitude of >>16720226
By the way, we should get Shas to gather the blood. We just saw how potent a weapon it is

You drop the aura of fear - it is inconvenient now. She's broken, though, as you step closer. "I can make this stop." you say softly. "I can make the fear go away. Make it end, forever." you smile, gently. " you kneel before her. "I can teach you how to rise above it. How to control it, instill it. i will... strip away... that which blinded you. Just answer me a few questions."

You rise.

"Do you swear to obey my commands?"

"...I... Yes."

"Do you swear, never to betray me?"

"...Yes."

"Then accept my blessing."

She stands, stock still, her eyes vanishing from her sockets. The markings on her armor vanish, the arch of the Free Man worn away, replaced with the bleeding eye you so loved. Her armor blackens, her skin blanches, her hair turns white with shock.

"My lord..." she manages, kneeling. "What do you ask?"

You grin as Sarl drinks the blood of the heroes you slayed.

>>16720508
Sweet. Now, status report. What's the state of the world.

>>16720508
"I will teach you all there is to know about myself and my kin. You will spread my word far and wide. Use the gifts I have given you to inspire fear in dissenters, and alleviate those of my followers." "You are my first Speaker, and thus is your duty."

>>16720522
This. Get her to tell us how the world is.
Have our avatars gotten stronger/changed as a result of our increqsed mastery of our dominions?

"I have missed much, tell me what has become of the world."

>>16720532
Drop the first though.
She is the only avatar of fear we will have

"Tell me of the world of man."

She stands, and speaks. You learn rapidly - the torches ave gone out. Cydonia has lost its Paladins. Your chance at revenge is gone! You quickly ask who took them, and she merely replies that she knows not. You learn more, that several areas are being overrun by strange green humanoids immune to magic and with the strength of ten men apiece.

Your chamber is surrounded by two nations, the Hakar and the Rahjes. They are both superstitious, but the green tide has them worried. Excellent.

You tell her of your people - of the gifts you can bestow and the might that you can wield. She preys upon each word, listening eagerly, and states, without prompting, that she will do all she can to make you known and feared throughout the land.

"Is this armor, stained as it is with my old faith, proper, my lord?" she asks quietly.

>>16720618
One priest cannot preach to the entire world.
We will have many Speakers. She is merely the first of many.

>>16720649
"The mockery of it amuses me. It may stay until I give you something more appropriate."

>>16720649
We want her close to us. She's a part of us now, an extension of our fear dominion.

"Your armor..."
This is where we dramatically destroy it
"is unneeded. You are an extension of my will, and thus that shall be both your weapon and your armor"

>>16720649
"Symbols do not matter. What matters is my word and law. Ho forth, and tell the people that they need not fear the green tide, So long as they bow before their new GOD!"

>>16720657
There is a differrnce between an avatar and a preacher. She will spread the faith but she will remain with us. The plebeian slaves of society, the filthy wretches, will spread the Word

>>16720649
I gave you strength, and you would dare mock it in such a way? By discarding that armor, you would merely acknowledge the power of the "Free Man" and crumble before it. So long as you bear my word, Speaker, you are the master of fear.

>>16720709
Avatar? we don't need an avatar, and certainly not this wretch. Our avatars must be powerful. They must hold the embodiment of shadow within their hearts, and earn the right to be called our avatar.

What kind of god would we be if we took the first weak, sniveling cleric we came across and made her our avatar? One so easily defeated only deserves to speak our Word to the masses, and nothing more.

>>16720753
We did the same with Sarl and Zuul
Having minions representing a dominion improves that dominion

>>16720775
Exactly. Minions, not avatars. they are simply the first of what will soon be an army. Simply tools to be used to increase our own power, and influence.

>>16720830
That's not what I envisioned at all, but it sounds like it's right. May just be me giving NPCs too much importance. Then I propose we get out of the dungeon and find 3 people worthy of being actual representations of our dominions. In other words, three actual avatars!

"...Keep the armor." you say bluntly, "It is a symbol of my strength." she seems oddly disappointed. "Where is the way out?"

"U-up these stairs, milord." she says, leading you to a long set of stairs. Ah, you remember these. Long and tortuous, just about the only thing you liked in the whole dungeon. There was once more, you think, other floors, switches, puzzles, false leads to dissuade adventurers, but it seems these three came right to you.

As you climb the stairs, she stays near you, almost in your shadow.
"Are... Are there any other duties, my lord?" she asks nervously.

>>16720923
Turn her into a dude for shits and giggles.

>>16720923
"Nope, can't think of anything else I require besides loyalty, results, and passion for a job well done."

Oh, trolling her is going to be sooooooo fun.

>>16720923
"Yes..
Spread the word
That GOD.
HAS
RETURNED"

>>16720923
"Carry me up the stairs."

"Do you have something to ask of me? You are to be an embodiment of fear, such timid behavior is unacceptable. Speak!"

>>16720949
No. Just no.

>>16720955
So many possibilities.

>>16720976
I don't know. It would be hilarious when Dio and this bitch inevitably met up.

>>16721017
Possible reverse trap romance? Investigate further.

>>16721025
I'm imagining the two in a bar talking about what a weird couple of perverts their bosses are.

>>16720949
You have not the power.

>>16720976
"Do you have something to ask of me? You are to be an embodiment of fear, such timid behavior is unacceptable. Speak!"

"... Ever since you gifted me, I have... I have felt strange..."

Oh. OH.
You forgot, many sentient beings of the higher orders experience rapid personality changes. Many of their aspects reverse, or subtly change.

"Whatever do you mean?" you ask, as you climb up the stairs.

"I used to fear that others might see me. That they would look down on me. Now my armor feels heavy, constricting, where it once felt protective.... And that is only one thing..."

So she used to be shy, and now...

Aaah. Unfortunately, she can't act on these feelings without your command. It amuses you to see her discomfort, though a part of you wonders if she is acting like this to please you.

>>16721025
>Hurp Durp forgot pic.

>>16720976
Agreed, no dudification; second the feigned sense of being insulted.

>>16721070 speaking
Make her keep the armor for now, call it a test or something, we just want to see how uncomfortable this newborn exhibitionist can get.

Just for laughs, we'll reward her the more discomfort she shows.

>>16721060
"Woman, do you think me some common, back ally, incubus? If you desire my mighty meat truncheon then you must first Woo me."

>>16721091
Drop the innuendo and this is gold

>>16721104
...yeah, it's alright, the innuendo made me choke on my drink when I saw it.

So what kind of personality are we developing for this guy? It seems... vaguely like Hellsing's Alucard.

>>16721104
agreed

>>16721091
OR "If you wish to share my bed, it should be built first."

>>16721124
Is Alucard megalomaniacal and vengeful?

>>16721060
Make her armor of solidified blood! The solidified blood of her ex-comrades!

>>16721135
Or just change mm truncheon with affections or some shit

>>16721135
do demons sleep? what about implying she's going to getting a nice new bedchamber?

like... "If you wish me to your bed, I shall have one made for the task."

or is that too braggish? any casanovas out there who can word this right?

>>16721136
kinda-sorta?

>>16721124
I like to imagine a dark lord that really enjoys hamming it up. Really theatrical and poetic, but he only hams it up for fun. When he gets serious, he's a scary motherfucker. Not to say he isn't when acting hammy....

>>16721085
"... I see. You shall keep the armor - a test of loyalty. Perhaps one day I shall see fit to allow you to remove it. Until then, you are no more than a speaker in my name, a priest of my people. Is that clear?"

"Y-yes, sire."

"And if you wish me to your bed, you should build it, first."

"W-with what, milord?"

...

"We... will cross that bridge when we come to it."


My, these are long stairs.

>>16721231
>"W-with what, milord?"
>Not immediately deciding to make it out of the terrified-to-paralysis bodies of our foes

Confirmed for shitty FEAR minion.

>>16721231
Well, pick up the pace then. Ride your worg.

>>16721260
it's her first day on the job, cut her some slack.

>>16721260
Oh, give her a break. It's her first day on the job. Besides, we aren't anywhere near the bodies of our foes.

She dose seem a bit thick, but that will just endear her to the masses.

>>16721264
You summon Zuul from the shadows, and heft...

"What is your name?"

"A... Asila."

"Mmmn." you hoist her onto the Worg's back, and ride.

The entrance is as you remember - old sealing wards, deadened by time, torches that have gone out. Light shines under the door out.

>>16721389
Burst out dramatically into the light of day ( provided that it won't kill us, of course) and stride a daring pose while breathing in the fresh air. Survey your new kingdom.

>>16721430
Announce to all that will hear that the lord of this land has returned. If no one listens, kill the nearest living thing.

Torches fuck us over, what will direct sunlight do? I say we wait for nightfall. In the meantime, further explore your sepulcher or troll pants off of your new help.

Ask for more info on the immediate surroundings so that we can be more efficient in our use of time topside?

Also, guys, new cleric lady is a minion of FEAR. That's a two way street, so she's probably somewhat, ya know, fearful of this new demigod that has recently destroyed her will and mind raped her into servitude? Cut her some slack. I'm sure we'll be pitting her in a fight for her life for shits and giggles soon enough.

Also, image how ballin' we are at night? None of this pussy modern nightlights and streetlamps night, but real middle-of-nowhere darkness. We should be of terrorizing the local lord in no time.

>>16721389
>"What is your name?"
>"A... Asila."
>"Mmmn."
We sound disappointed at such a mundane name; this amuses me to no end.

>>16721488
Direct sunlight makes you as potent as a mortal. That is to say, not very potent at all. Still, in a fit of glee, you snap one of the torches in half, laughing at the weakness. Those idiots who killed the Paladins have no idea what they have unleashed. And elsewhere in the world lay the tombs for your brothers and sisters!

You let loose a terrible laugh, a mockery of joy.

"Well, then." you say. "Tell me of the world around this area." you say.

"Just east is a small village." Asila says, "It is not very well-populated. Further east is a small town... To the west... I am uncertain."

"I see."

So what now?

>>16721646
Well, east hasn't steered us wrong before, lets head for that village. But wait for nightfall, so we can enter in grand style.

A village is good start for enslaving, or killing, or converting. And it'll have beds.

>>16721727
Yes, then we can tell Asila that we have no need for beds, for we do not sleep.

I second the easterly train of thought. Nightfall? Hell yes. Have Mrs. Cleric go out into the village square and start making a racket, preaching, being naked, whatever. Just get everyone out into the square. Presumably, they'll be pissed off at her and heckle/attempt to burn her depending on how fanatic religion is here.

Then? A keeing, far away scream. It grows subtly louder. Shadows twist and morph in the faint lamp/torch/pyre light of the townsfolk. An umbral figure forms from ebon shadows, black as pitch in all but its eyes of crimson red.

It smiles. It's teeth are red as well.

-insert fuck awesome speech -

Troll people through a method of our choosing. Convert the victors and eat the losers.

Oh, and maybe we can take a bit longer to show up than our Cleric would like. Just enough to make her sweat.

Hey, maybe we can even pit the townsfol against our minions? That'd be p cool.

Come nightfall, things will be diamonds.

>>16721727
>>16721745
I thought we were going to make her cons- oh, OH, you naughty devils. Roughing it, I hadn't thought of that. Very clever.

Yes, let's try our hand at converting/enslaving/terrifying/eating a small village.

>>16721792
fuck yes, but we need a fuck-awesome speech...

>gloom scafterd
did you mean 'scatter them in the gloom', Captcha?

>>16721797
So we take her out back and reward her if this goes over well?

Mmm, okay, she is human and we do need to keep up moral sos we can keep messing with her afterwards.

>>16721823
No, we troll her by pretending we're going to do her, then giving her a pat on the head or something.

>>16721915

If all goes well, we'll have Dominion: ASSHOLE wrapped up before on of our Brothers can steal it from us.

I vote going east too

You wait. Time passes steadily as you mull your plans. The sliver of light under the door darkens and darkens, until it is no more.

Finally. The first night of the end of the world has come.

You throw open the door and step into the cool night air.

You walk in midnight.

((TO BE CONTINUED.))

>>16721963
Somewhere, Xaven wakes up in the middle of the night, and has an odd feeling that the situation just got even more complicated.

>>16721963

Ohboyohboyohboyohboy.

We done for the night? Or are ya just writing up something big?

Hey, could someone archive this. I don't know how.

>>16722046
((This chapter is complete.))

>>16721915
oh, my bad, I'm bad at this trolling thing
>>16722266
where the hell do we find the next one?

>>16722403
On the front page f /tg/ when I start it, probably within the next week.