The Shadows return

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    How interesting. To finally realize his true potential. A bonding if true evil and the darkness that is so black it absorbs all light around it. The 10 foot long mass of shadow shaped like a dragon swirled forward like a thick choking smoke until he reached Exiles territory. Blood red eyes stared greedily out at the world as he sent his whispering voice out mentally,"Hello in there. I seek any Exile as I simply have a minor request. Nothing world ending as much as ones as vile as you might wish."


    GLORY AND GORE GO HAND IN HAND
    duchess darling — ♀ — paragon

    Geeze, fucking melodramatic much? All shadows and boogie monster shit and then the homie had the fucking nerve to just 'ambient voice blah blah blah vile ones blah blah blah'. Shit was weird dude, they were criminals not anime characters. Stalking up to the shadowy mass the paragon tilted her head sideways before huffing in what was very close to a fed up sigh, white smoke billowing out from her nostrils and whisking up into the air as she did so. "Then speak, we don't take kindly to trespassers." Especially edgelords, but she left that part out for the purpose of being somewhat approachable. You know, even if she wasn't very good at it.

    TAGS

    Darkstalkers featureless red eyes took in the creature before him before he chuckled softly and pulled the shadows around inwards until the solid form of a black half wolf/half cat stood before the the Paragon red eyes dimming until they lit just the dark hair around his scarred muzzle. Smiling softly showing yellowed teeth the demon spoke out loud though in a voice still raspy as if plagued by damaged vocal cords,"You speak like a leader. If I remember correctly Dystopia lead the Exiles when I left a considerable amount of time ago though in a less....physical form. I am here to rejoin at my full strength. You mortals amuse me to no end."

    "Dystopia still leads." the demoness growled, entering the scene. The massive ivory lion-like creature settled down, turning her shadowy gaze on the rejoiner. "Do not let Duchess confuse you."

    Darkstalker dipped his head to Dystopia letting a small laugh escape him as he said,"Confuse me? Not at all. Now underestimate me she can do all she wants. Mighty Dystopia, looking as lethal as ever I see. I am pleased to announced I killed Nightshade in combat though the demon lords essence had...."wings with clawed hands at the ends stretched out from the shadows then curled back in on themselfs as he finished,"unforeseen effects on my body."


    GLORY AND GORE GO HAND IN HAND
    duchess darling — ♀ — paragon

    Every day she was more and more impressed with the lackluster her clanmates provided to her life. Then again she supposed the Righthand wouldn't have paid much heed to clan politics lately, there was a lot going on these days wasn't there? "To be fair he didn't seem very confused." Speaking and being, they were two very different existences? One could speak like a God but that got them no further to immortality then pretending. "I lead the Sanctum a few months ago, it's a hard tone to shake." The doberman explained to the shadowy figure with a shrug of her lean, muscled shoulders. "And sure, we've got auto acceptance so welcome to the party. Don't fuck up though, you won't last long if you do." It was a fair warning, the dude did talk about some weird shit. Demon lords and all that nonsense. She wasn't one to pry into people's business though, everybody had their own life dramas right?

    TAGS

    Morbidrealities smiled half way. "I can understand. My new appearance is due to the same. Killing the demon gave me more than a good body. I'm immortal now, as well." she responded, a slight chuckle escaping her lips. As Duchess spoke once more, Morbidrealities would tap her claw. "Welcome home, Darkstalker." she said rather than answering the doberman.