As the town grew and matured, spirits from across the plane, flocked towards it. Like a beacon of hope it represented something different. What it meant, nobody knew, they just knew they had to be there.
The Demons were on the prowl. Maybe this anomaly was beneficial, after all. All the spirits are flocking towards this place, saving the demons the trouble of looking for them. The Pit Lord was most pleased with his progress and ordered his minions to swell the numbers of his force.
The Angels observed their movements from afar. "This does not look good" said one of them, "The Demons are picking up way to many recruits for the moment. Shouldn't we do something about it?" The Archangel hovered around. Silent. Still. He payed close attention to the blackened spirits as they approached their intended targets. Soon they'd be infected with their hatred as well. "Please lord! We have to do something." Said the angel again, with a hint of desperation. "Something has already been done." Said the Archangel as he released himself from his trance, "The demons will not be recruiting tonight." Confused, the Angel looks down at the demons once more and speaks. "-But look at their intent. Their hunger for new souls. We won't stop them from over here. Hell will sooner freeze." "Precisely." Said the Archangel.
Three souls had gathered around what appeared to be a forming building. It was located in the center of the new town and was growing in size. There was no telling what it was supposed to be. It was still to early in its development to accurately guess its design. So transfixed were these souls at the growing structure that they did not notice the demons closing in on them. With hateful eyes, the agents of hell, prepared to grab hold on them in order to whisk away all sense of morality. Gathering the dark essence within themselves, they prepared for the transformation.
But something was wrong. The essence wasn't forming. The Pit Fiend felt it too and was stricken with shock. "The furnaces!" He yelped as he called back his groveling beasts, now stricken with fear. "Come! We must rectify the situation!" He said before fading away with his minions, returning to hell.
The Angels observed these events with impressed eyes. "How did you do that?" They asked their lord. Tired, he spoke. "Its possible for those who are pure of heart to quell the hottest flames of hatred. However it is a taxing work. Now go. The Demons will not be disposed indefinitely. Save as many souls as you can."
Delaying no further, the angels descended, selecting someone who they thought worthy of salvation. As it turned out, one was indeed fit for duty for the lord. The other angel was less fortunate with his selection. Dark auras could be found within him, making him unsuitable. Only one angel was recruited today.
As these events transpired a faint figure managed to witness them all. Demons and Angels are infesting this town. Some may claim to have more noble intentions then others but this spirit did not believe either had the interest of this town in mind. He has been touched by the determination of the one responsible for its foundation and wished to do everything in his powers to ensure its existence. With these thoughts, his allegiance was decided. He would fight for the town. He was a rebellious spirit.
Meanwhile, in the pits of burning decay. Hordes of foul creatures were slavishly sacrificing themselves for the flames. The fires could not die down. They have to stay lit. Hellfire must be eternal.
The Pit Lord was furious and called forth his minions. After a quick glance his focus was transfixed at one of them. "YOU!" He said with a thundering voice. The malice in the tone sent shivers done the spine of his dogs. "You!" he said again, as he walked in closer closer. His fury blackened his scales as his footsteps scorched the ground he touched. "You." He repeated once more and raised a terrifying weapon in his hand. The demon was now all but certain that his short live in the underworld was over. He expected nothing more then a sacrificial to feed the flames. "You will do." Said the pit lord as he placed his weapon in the hands of the demon, "You are now my agent of terror. Strike fear into our enemies heart. Lay waste to all you see. Were the title of Doomguard with honor".
Turn 4 has started
Insider info: Actions: Angels: Kitty17 uses A cold day in Hell. Success Crocty recruit Salsa. Failure Ochitsukanai recruits therealtj. Success
Demons: Harkovast makes ParkerFarker a Doomguard. Success Hakoshen recruits Blergess. (Cold day) Anthony Mercer recruits Aghammer. (Cold day) ParkerFarker recruits Martinlo_23. (Cold day)
Rebellious Spirits: Aevalor becomes a Rebellious Spirit. Success
Current members list: Angels Kitty17 - Archangel crocty - Angel Ochitsukanai - Angel therealtj - Angel
Demons Harkovast - Pit Lord ParkerFarker - Doomguard Hakoshen - Demon Anthony Mercer - Demon
Rebellious Spirits Waff - Atheist. Salsa - Rebellious Hitler Rokulily - Rebellious Hitler Aevalor - Rebellious Spirit
hmmm… Okay so the angels lost the only 'stop the other side'… (and they know the indenity of 6 total players 2 outta 3 p.hitlars unless their failed recuits were possible demons) Everyone should now have a team o' 4… So the demons still hold the advantage unless the war starts and then the atheist would have the greatest chance possible depending on the clue solving skills of the at.group. unless one of the (un/)holy heads is reveiled in which the advantage goes entirely to the atheist. Basically unless the war starts the demon side has the highest chance.
Of course if the two heads choose a humilation battle the angels COULD win upper hand and not even start the war. Or not- its up to chance.
I've been gone for a while and I don't have time to read everything so can you guys fill me in here? Has the war begun, have any clues been given, or are we still wandering around confused? Like what I'm doing right now! lol
I've been gone for a while and I don't have time to read everything so can you guys fill me in here? Has the war begun, have any clues been given, or are we still wandering around confused? Like what I'm doing right now! lol
We are just sitting here waiting for something to happen. You didn't miss much. I don't know how I'm going to draw anything for this game.
In some ancient language, I'm sure humorman means arse.
Well actually, if someone were to have bad grammar, they would pluralise Humorman to Humormans. If that same bad grammared person were to be British, and a rather posh one at that, he would call him HumorGentlemans. If you anagram this, is says Arse Tongue Hmlmn I would say that this means humurmun licks arse! (Hmlmn being the sound of someone talking, while licking arse.)
There we have it, undeniable proof!
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