|
|
Post by Davis & Azazel on Feb 15, 2019 20:08:50 GMT -6
Hason spent all this time locked away, working on black magic and dark spells. He had been working on himself, trying to split himself back to normal, feeling as if he was… Empty. Broken for months, and he couldn’t stand it. Maybe going back to Hell would work, but he decided that he should do it let the 2 beings that once made him decide.
Hason didn’t leave the mountains and finally finished working, finally completed the ritual.
After he activated it, he screamed out and stayed in that ritual circle he made for days before finally the demon possessing the human’s shadow was split from each other, Davis thrown from it and slammed into the wall. “AH FU-!” he screamed out before slamming back first into the wall, and grabbing his body and groaning in pain. Azazel yelled out and splatted against the wall, returning back to the black shadowy figure he usually was when Davis was normal. “Ah, shit!... Wait, I AM BACK! YEAHHHHH!” Azazel simply screamed out, taking on a physical form with a giant grin and threw up his arms.
Davis, rolled his eyes with a dry chuckle, remembering the sky turning black and it being mid-day when it and simply thought it was either black magic or those Dragon Balls he has been told of so long ago by Diana. He wondered what has been happening for so very long. “Hey Azazel, how you hanging you shadowy devil?” Davis said this with a spiteful grin. While he may have shared a body, he didn’t like the thing that possed his shadow anymore than he should.
“What do you think you repulsive, disgusting man-child? We’re finally ‘free’-ish. I’d rather be like this than anything else of the sort.” Azazel letting it drip out with hatred, but Davis knew he wouldn’t try anything. Anything he did, hurt him in return. He couldn’t kill Davis without ending his own existence.
Davis simply chuckling at his demon’s response and getting up, and wincing. He felt like he popped his back a bit, as he fixed his back a bit. Groaning and he simply looked around. The stuff in this room would be… Bad. Bad for anyone to find. He sighed, and demonic energy coursing through him. He must destroy all of this, never letting anyone find it.
He felt the Mayko energy coursing through him as he simply walked out, and held out his hand after he left the cave, he held out his hand, Azazel with his grin behind him turning into a shadow based version of himself copy himself, and to ki blasts formed. “HA!” they both screamed, firing the blasts into the cave of the mountain, blasting it into the mountains opening.
The work and research being incinerated and a lot of his work, the mountains crumbling onto the base as Davis took off in flight and headed from Mount. Pazou to South City, and to which, he touched down near D.K. Corp., and he simply looked at what was his old corporation and he simply turned and materialized a pair of clothes that fit him more. His white tank top, grey sweatpants, and boots. Azazel stayed as his shadow, calmly staying as a weird shadow thing that had eyes, and a mouth. And someone could magically speak.
“So Davis, what’s your plan? Can’t do what you were planning... ” as the demon stepped beside him and began to walk beside him, very strange to see obviously. He simply reached over as a man talk to someone else and snatch his newspaper.
“Oh? ‘Capper is President of Earth’? Interesting… Looks like that goal is nought and gone-... And seems like people walk the land of the living once again… Huh. Wonder why you weren't brought back? Gonna need to look into that.” he continued to read looking interested as Davis gave him a dirty look, which Davis quickly shot out, “Hey, no stealing.” “Bah, calm down. I’m just borrowing it for an indefinite amount of time goody-two-shoes. Don’t get your panties tied in a wad.” Azazel quickly said in response.
Davis sighed as he simply refocused on his walk and calmly listened to nature, enjoying the cool air on his cold skin. He simply wondered, what should he do? Possibly get stopped by someone, maybe for something he did in the past… He hoped not, he tried to put that behind him. He hoped for no confrontations…
PL: 40,618
Ignore the demonic parts for Davis himself, Shadows looks right |
|
|
|
Post by Yanwang on Feb 16, 2019 13:11:45 GMT -6
Yanwang was walking around South city ice cream in hand. It was one of his favorite things. He got Mint chocolate today though he removed the chocolate so he just had the green mint. It reminded him of Koban for some reason. Maybe because he had stopped him from stealing Ice cream from people. He wondered how he was doing right now in the afterlife. Becoming a ghost didn't seem the type. He did wish he was alive but he grew past it. As he walked, however, he felt something odd. With someone walking past him anyway. He decided to follow the man as his head hummed. He knew he had felt this feeling before. It was when ghosts were around. They let off some odd hum. Maybe it was was Koban? He decided the presence keeping himself behind Davis but he didn't notice who it was as he was licking his Ice cream thinking about what he'd say if it was really Koban.
Powerlevel:99,000
|
|
|
|
Post by Van-80 on Feb 16, 2019 13:22:29 GMT -6
Van-80 PL: 32,000
Pr1de PL: 19,000
“I like this one.” Pr1de chirped with an odd sense of mischieve. They had been out and about with Van-80, who naturally wouldn’t leave them on their own as they were searching for clues about their creator's whereabouts.
“I mean I don’t dislike him. I just really want to know why he’s blowing up a random mountain.” Van-80 had a very strange view of destruction. He found death to be disgusting and ugly, but what harm was it if no one was hurt? Regardless his search with Pr1de brought him to the Southern Tropics for the first time in a long while. It was there they found a random man blowing up a mountain for apparently no reason. Figuring their lead on Dr. Shima was dead in the water, for the time being, So instead, the two decided to investigate what looked like a random bomber.
Luckily it seemed his bombing ceased, though instead switched to misdemeanors. They could have sworn they were mistaken, but it looked as if the man’s shadow actually stole a newspaper. Pr1de could overhear the two talking about Carro being president, prompting a small scoff. The scoff grew into a full-on laugh when the shadow was scolded for stealing, only to rebut by saying he was just borrowing.
“Ok yep! I definitely like this one!” With no regard for being inconspicuous, the prideful android casually strode over to the pair. “Oh, what’s fifty zeni anyway? Hi, name’s Pr1de, been watching you for a while.” They gave a boisterous friendly wave to the two.
“Pr1de you idiot!” Vanity scrambled over to his partner to make sure they didn’t do anything too stupid. Though unfortunately, it seemed like that ship sailed already. “Forgive them, they can be a little abrasive. We saw an explosion in the southern mountains and saw you nearby. Just wanted to make sure you two weren’t about to go blowing anything else up.” Van’s greeting was for more subdued, his hand raised in a more apologetic gesture than anything. While the beauty obsessed bot was more focused on making sure there was no unnecessary tension, Pr1de just waved off their partner.
“Oh please, I already said I liked them. So What’s up with the shadow? You one of those demons or what?” While Pr1de could be very tactful when they chose to, they were much more inclined to go with an abrasive approach, something that bothers Van-80 to no end, evident by him burying his face in his hands in frustration.
|
|
|
|
Post by Davis & Azazel on Feb 17, 2019 20:59:03 GMT -6
Davis quickly told Azazel to put back the newspaper or he’ll make sure to beat the shit out of him, to which he said, “Sure go ahead. Beat up your own shadow. You’ll simply feel it, dumbass.” Davis growled in irritation at the creature. Azazel was quickly and easily flabbergasted when someone actually approached him and the shadow simply just blinked for a moment. “... Hello there mortal. What brings you to your death?” Davis glared his demon and simply sighed with an apologetic smile, “I’m sorry for him.”
“I mean really, it’s just 50 Zeni, that’s nothing. Isn’t that right Davis?” he said this with a gleeful look to which, Davis just ignored. Azazel moved behind, melting back into a strange shadow that could move, but not before whispering to Davis, “Be alert and keep watch. Can’t sense them and someone familiar is tailing us…”
Davis acted like nothing happened, quickly sensing around them. He sensed Yanwang, realizing who it was. Been a bit since he’s seen or sensed his energy. He’s gotten a lot stronger since then. But these people, as Azazel said, were unsensable. Androids maybe? He had to be wary, but who knows, this maybe just him being too cautious…
“Howdy!” Davis waved, his face turning in a chill and relaxed look as he waved. “Heya! The names Davis, and what’s your name? And it’s nice to meet ya Pr1de. This is Azazel.” he said the last bit motioning to his shadow which seemed to be a normal one again, changing in the chaos just to fuck with him. Davis’s eye twitches before turning back around. The shadow slowly grew before standing tall and throwing an arm around Davis’s shoulder.
“What no, we simply were doing magic things and people getting that info would be bad... You know, bad stuff. Destroying it was the best option.” Davis explained. “Well, I wanted to destroy something, and I noticed a small farmer and his family below soooooo…” Azazel trailed off as Davis’s head snapped toward him. “Hey! There was no one there!” “Hahaha! Are you SURE?” “... Y-yes.”
Davis winced and wasn’t 100% sure but he felt like he didn’t do anything. Azazel grinned and winked at Pr1de. “Yeah, I am one. But after some shit gone down, I’m trapped with him and stuck like this… Care to help me get out? Maybe if you pop his head open like a Pinata, maybe that’ll set me free… Care to try?” he looked at Pr1de with a look of ‘please’?
Davis quickly waved his hands. “No no no! DON’T try it! It won’t work! And Yanwang, come out, I know you're there!”
Yanwang |
|
|
|
Post by Yanwang on Feb 18, 2019 0:28:05 GMT -6
As he was following Davis or whatever his name was he saw two more people who seemed to be talking to them. He’d got closer but also tried to keep out of their sight so he could watch without having to join. He wanted to judge if he was still a ghostly bad dude or maybe he had mellowed out. Afterall he didn’t have to send him back right? The two seemed to be watching him as well. Guess a lot of people knew he was a troublemaker. They also said about him blowing something up. Maybe spending time in the afterlife had not touched him all that much. Was a real shame especially what he had done to his paper plane. Guess the human or whatever seemed confused, thinking he was a demon? Guess they really didn’t know anything.
He was really was getting lost through with what was being talked about. Two souls or something? Maybe he had something like Yogu? But why could he not get rid of it? Maybe he had not tried to punch it in his head. That seemed to always work. It at least worked for him and Yogu. That is 2-0 for violence versus creepy evil version of people. What was important however was that Davis knew he was here. And he thought he was being stealthy. He let out a grumble as he walked over waving at the three people. “Sup Davis, sup people I don’t know. Your not still a ghost are you. Can’t just escape hell and stuff. That is a bad thing dude.” Yanwang shrugged, he was too lazy honestly to do anything about. “Anyway, you been a good person or bad?” Yanwang said, if he was bad he had to do something about it right?
|
|
|
|
Post by Van-80 on Feb 21, 2019 11:57:58 GMT -6
Pr1de clapped their hands, absolutely enjoying the dynamic of these two strange men. Vanity, on the other hand, took a bit of a liking to the not so demonic of the two, sympathizing with his situation. The two may not have been physically attached, but Van knew if he left Pr1de to their own devices, the world would be a very chaotic place or at least majorly inconvenienced. Pr1de as just laughing along with the demon’s jokes.
“Yes yes yes! I love him! I’d love to try and help you out of there but Vaney here gets all emotional whenever someone dies.” The beauty bot in question just rolled his eyes thankful his partner didn’t move to take off Davis’ head right then and there.
“Please ignore them. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Davis. I am called Van-80. Or Vanity or just Van, whichever strikes your fancy.” Van would extend a hand toward the ghostly man. However, both androids would then pick up a staggeringly high power level nearby on their scanners. Apparently, they were trying to hide as well. With a power that high it’s a wonder the two bots didn’t pick him out sooner. “Oh, what do you know there is someone there. One of those ogre people by the looks of it. Hello little ogre I don’t know.” This would be the third time in his recent life that Van-80 had the pleasure to meet an ogre, only the one he met almost a year ago was much beefier than this little guy. Davis identified him as Yanwang, who in turn made sure he wasn’t up to no good.
Naturally, Pr1de could not help but butt into the conversation. “Well from what I saw they were just doing some spring cleaning. Isn’t that right… uh… Not Davis? Sorry, what’s your name my good shadowy man?”
|
|
