Post by Dabura on Oct 14, 2019 0:31:17 GMT -5
Burter: Combat
Azazel: Combat, Champ 1, VR Octagon
jrodhoffYesterday at 12:32 PM
Burter glanced around at the world that he'd once purchased at auction. At one point there may have been simple life below the surface, but now it truly was a lifeless husk. With a sigh he touched two fingers to his head and teleported away. He stretched the moment by entering the astral world with his mind, reaching out to Azazel.
KronoYesterday at 12:36 PM
The Primordial hovered in the sky, the astral realm surrounded him and warped trying to formulate a image of a world around him but failing as his sheer presence tore away at the reality. His body shimmered in flames of darkness as he cracked his neck back and forth.
“Hello Burter.” He mused aloud, his back to the blue demon as he sensed his arrival.
jrodhoffYesterday at 12:41 PM
Burter couldn't help but notice that the astral world seemed to be fluctuating, almost as if cracking at the seams. The pressure of Azazel's strength blurred the lines between reality and the dimension they inhabited. When they'd fought before, the Demon Prince was undeniably strong, but he'd reached a whole new level now.
"Az," Burter replied. "Thanks for destroying my planet... I hope it was worth it."
KronoYesterday at 12:43 PM
The prince exhaled slowly as the flames subsided and infused back into his body, the world around them finally starting to materialize as he let his raging power subside.
“I figured I was doing you a favor... but it did sustain enough simple life... and energy in its core to provide what was needed.”
Azazel turned to face the demon with a sly smile on his face.
“Was it of importance?”
jrodhoffYesterday at 12:48 PM
As the demon prince relaxed so to did Burter. He didn't feel as if his entire being were in the process of getting shredded by the pure energy radiating from his cohort. "Nah, I guess it wasn't," he said back, flashing a grin of his own and shrugging. "You damn sure seem a little roided up though. I guess I might have missed my chance for round two, huh?" he continued with a chuckle.
KronoYesterday at 12:51 PM
Roided up was a good analogy as any the prince thought to himself as Burter spoke. But the grin on his face only intensified as the blue warrior continued talking.
“Round two? Yes... you did want another go... I’m sure Chaos would be less than thrilled, but I think we could arrange for a match...”
jrodhoffYesterday at 8:32 PM
Realizing that Azazel meant they could battle right then and there, Burter snorted. "I didn't think you'd want to jump right in so fast, but aight. I'm game any time, any where, with any body and don't ever let nobody tell you any different about ole Burter," the Na'Vadian said with a wink. He held his right hand straight out to the side and in response his black-bladed spear materialized out of thin air.
KronoYesterday at 9:58 PM
The fallen archangel chuckled hauntingly as his red overcoat flew backwards into the gust of wind generated by his primordial powers seeping outward. His pupils zeroed in on the demon as he caught his meaning and summoned his spear. The princes fitted ebony armor seamed to draw in the surrounding light as if he donned the very fabric of a black hole. His arms raising in posture of defense he nodded at the blue one to strike.
Azazel: Combat, Champ 1, VR Octagon
jrodhoffYesterday at 12:32 PM
Burter glanced around at the world that he'd once purchased at auction. At one point there may have been simple life below the surface, but now it truly was a lifeless husk. With a sigh he touched two fingers to his head and teleported away. He stretched the moment by entering the astral world with his mind, reaching out to Azazel.
KronoYesterday at 12:36 PM
The Primordial hovered in the sky, the astral realm surrounded him and warped trying to formulate a image of a world around him but failing as his sheer presence tore away at the reality. His body shimmered in flames of darkness as he cracked his neck back and forth.
“Hello Burter.” He mused aloud, his back to the blue demon as he sensed his arrival.
jrodhoffYesterday at 12:41 PM
Burter couldn't help but notice that the astral world seemed to be fluctuating, almost as if cracking at the seams. The pressure of Azazel's strength blurred the lines between reality and the dimension they inhabited. When they'd fought before, the Demon Prince was undeniably strong, but he'd reached a whole new level now.
"Az," Burter replied. "Thanks for destroying my planet... I hope it was worth it."
KronoYesterday at 12:43 PM
The prince exhaled slowly as the flames subsided and infused back into his body, the world around them finally starting to materialize as he let his raging power subside.
“I figured I was doing you a favor... but it did sustain enough simple life... and energy in its core to provide what was needed.”
Azazel turned to face the demon with a sly smile on his face.
“Was it of importance?”
jrodhoffYesterday at 12:48 PM
As the demon prince relaxed so to did Burter. He didn't feel as if his entire being were in the process of getting shredded by the pure energy radiating from his cohort. "Nah, I guess it wasn't," he said back, flashing a grin of his own and shrugging. "You damn sure seem a little roided up though. I guess I might have missed my chance for round two, huh?" he continued with a chuckle.
KronoYesterday at 12:51 PM
Roided up was a good analogy as any the prince thought to himself as Burter spoke. But the grin on his face only intensified as the blue warrior continued talking.
“Round two? Yes... you did want another go... I’m sure Chaos would be less than thrilled, but I think we could arrange for a match...”
jrodhoffYesterday at 8:32 PM
Realizing that Azazel meant they could battle right then and there, Burter snorted. "I didn't think you'd want to jump right in so fast, but aight. I'm game any time, any where, with any body and don't ever let nobody tell you any different about ole Burter," the Na'Vadian said with a wink. He held his right hand straight out to the side and in response his black-bladed spear materialized out of thin air.
KronoYesterday at 9:58 PM
The fallen archangel chuckled hauntingly as his red overcoat flew backwards into the gust of wind generated by his primordial powers seeping outward. His pupils zeroed in on the demon as he caught his meaning and summoned his spear. The princes fitted ebony armor seamed to draw in the surrounding light as if he donned the very fabric of a black hole. His arms raising in posture of defense he nodded at the blue one to strike.