Post by Lamborgnium on Oct 12, 2019 10:46:23 GMT -6
Lambo had search the demon realm for any chance he could to increase his power level. Any drop of physical activity he could find would assist him in his quest, and fighting random idiots in the distorted drifts was beginning to get old. He remembered where he first woke up, the building his pillar was inside of. For some reason, he had been separated from the main group of tesslarmen some time ago. It was a question that he wanted an answer too, but he'd have to find those dirty shinjin first. All that aside, he needed more training, and the dark heart of the demon realm would be a good place to look for it. Deciding to hold off on showing his full power, the tesslarman would float to one of the castle doors where a huge line had formed. The man wasn't sure what was going on, but it had to be good right?
Wasting no time, he would float to the back of the line and look down at an excited imp. "Say. What's this line lead to friend?" The imp would look up at him quiet excitedly and spit out "OH! Cage fights! Many fights in cages! Demons compete, slaughter each other, it's quite glorious!" Lambo would smirk, that was pretty exciting. He wondered if he would be allowed to compete. "How does one sign up for the fights then?" he'd inquire in a polite tone. The imp would begin to quickly explain, "Oh yes. At the end of the line is ticket master. You tell him whether your there to watch or compete!" Lambo's smirk would soon turn sadistic as he realized how simple it would be! Reaching the end of the ling he would introduce himself to the ticket master. "Ah, hello sir! I am Lamborgnium, the Warrior-Cobbler, and tesslarman. I'm here to fight in your matches!" The ticket master would take out a pen and jot down the man's name. He seemed all business for a demon, but that could be expected to a degree.
Seeing no reason to prevent the tesslarman, the ticket master would usher him into the castle. "Very well, through that door over there, you'll find the waiting room. Just have a seat and we'll get your first match set up in no time." The man would give a nod in response before making his way to the door. The room was filled with various demon realm fighters, all appeared to be different sizes and strengths. He wasn't exactly sure which one he would have to fight, but it would be a good fight nonetheless. The roars of a demon crowd would be heard from behind a set of double doors, as an announcer would speak on.
"Welcome demons one and all, to the infamous..." A set of drums would preform a drum roll for the name, "Hell Games!" the crowd would go wild at the announcer imp's announcement. "As you know, the Hell games consists of cage match fights where anything is allowed! If a demon is rendered unconscious, gives up, or dies, their opponent is declared the winner!" The fighters on the inside of the room would hear the announcement as well, and they were all fired up. Speaking of which, he wondered if Masarat had followed him... Though cage matches weren't exactly her thing, she needed the training. Not that he could really say anything himself. Oh well, it was just a hunch he had...
Wasting no time, he would float to the back of the line and look down at an excited imp. "Say. What's this line lead to friend?" The imp would look up at him quiet excitedly and spit out "OH! Cage fights! Many fights in cages! Demons compete, slaughter each other, it's quite glorious!" Lambo would smirk, that was pretty exciting. He wondered if he would be allowed to compete. "How does one sign up for the fights then?" he'd inquire in a polite tone. The imp would begin to quickly explain, "Oh yes. At the end of the line is ticket master. You tell him whether your there to watch or compete!" Lambo's smirk would soon turn sadistic as he realized how simple it would be! Reaching the end of the ling he would introduce himself to the ticket master. "Ah, hello sir! I am Lamborgnium, the Warrior-Cobbler, and tesslarman. I'm here to fight in your matches!" The ticket master would take out a pen and jot down the man's name. He seemed all business for a demon, but that could be expected to a degree.
Seeing no reason to prevent the tesslarman, the ticket master would usher him into the castle. "Very well, through that door over there, you'll find the waiting room. Just have a seat and we'll get your first match set up in no time." The man would give a nod in response before making his way to the door. The room was filled with various demon realm fighters, all appeared to be different sizes and strengths. He wasn't exactly sure which one he would have to fight, but it would be a good fight nonetheless. The roars of a demon crowd would be heard from behind a set of double doors, as an announcer would speak on.
"Welcome demons one and all, to the infamous..." A set of drums would preform a drum roll for the name, "Hell Games!" the crowd would go wild at the announcer imp's announcement. "As you know, the Hell games consists of cage match fights where anything is allowed! If a demon is rendered unconscious, gives up, or dies, their opponent is declared the winner!" The fighters on the inside of the room would hear the announcement as well, and they were all fired up. Speaking of which, he wondered if Masarat had followed him... Though cage matches weren't exactly her thing, she needed the training. Not that he could really say anything himself. Oh well, it was just a hunch he had...
