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WHERE'S MY MASK!?
Happy Mask Salesman
Joined: 16 Aug 2008
Posts: 2757
HP: 10 MP: 1 Lives: 0
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 Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 8:18 pm
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Suddenly, what appeared a dark flaming shadow with two glowing red eyes appeared. The shadow stood up, revealing that the shadow was the Auditor. Above his head was what appeared to be a halo, broken in some places and red.
"Well, I'm here again..." The Auditor said. "But now that I've got Jebus' powers, this place doesn't stand a chance." The Auditor continued. |
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Parabuzzy Queen
Macha
Joined: 18 Jun 2007
Posts: 11083
HP: 10 MP: 5 Lives: 0
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| Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 8:36 pm
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"...What's a jebus?" <.<; |
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PEPSIMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!
Cherry
Vampire
Joined: 30 Apr 2007
Posts: 22614
HP: 65 MP: 6 Lives: 0
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| Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 8:38 pm
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"Pfft. I know your type. Your all smiles until someone runs out of money, and then you lay the hammer...
You and your type make me sick." |
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WHERE'S MY MASK!?
Happy Mask Salesman
Joined: 16 Aug 2008
Posts: 2757
HP: 10 MP: 1 Lives: 0
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| Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 8:41 pm
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"That doesn't matter. Now, who are you?" the Auditor said, before spawning a large revolver in a display of black fire. The Auditor then aimed the revolver at Django. |
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Parabuzzy Queen
Macha
Joined: 18 Jun 2007
Posts: 11083
HP: 10 MP: 5 Lives: 0
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| Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 8:44 pm
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Django raises his hands.
"B-but I paid everything back!" D: |
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WHERE'S MY MASK!?
Happy Mask Salesman
Joined: 16 Aug 2008
Posts: 2757
HP: 10 MP: 1 Lives: 0
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| Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 8:47 pm
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The Auditor raised an eyebrow at this...or at least what looked like him raising an eyebrow. "What are you talking about?" the Auditor asked. |
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Parabuzzy Queen
Macha
Joined: 18 Jun 2007
Posts: 11083
HP: 10 MP: 5 Lives: 0
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| Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 8:53 pm
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"I swear to god I was all caught up on my payments when I died and I haven't bought anything else since and..."
"...You're not from Dark Loans, are you." D8 |
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WHERE'S MY MASK!?
Happy Mask Salesman
Joined: 16 Aug 2008
Posts: 2757
HP: 10 MP: 1 Lives: 0
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| Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 8:56 pm
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"No. Now, who are you?" the Auditor asked, as he tightened his grip on the revolver. |
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Bartz Klauser
Gilgamesh
Joined: 27 Sep 2007
Posts: 7637
HP: 100 MP: 5 Lives: 4
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| Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 9:02 pm
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"Hey, you! You better not think about harming one of my potential citizens!" |
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WHERE'S MY MASK!?
Happy Mask Salesman
Joined: 16 Aug 2008
Posts: 2757
HP: 10 MP: 1 Lives: 0
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| Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 9:07 pm
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"Oh, but I am thinking about it." the Auditor said plainly. |
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Bartz Klauser
Gilgamesh
Joined: 27 Sep 2007
Posts: 7637
HP: 100 MP: 5 Lives: 4
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| Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 9:09 pm
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"Think about it again, and that neck of yours will be at your feet." |
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WHERE'S MY MASK!?
Happy Mask Salesman
Joined: 16 Aug 2008
Posts: 2757
HP: 10 MP: 1 Lives: 0
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| Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 9:11 pm
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"I highly doubt that you could defeat me." the Auditor said. |
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Bartz Klauser
Gilgamesh
Joined: 27 Sep 2007
Posts: 7637
HP: 100 MP: 5 Lives: 4
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| Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 9:13 pm
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"And I doubt you could defeat a stick of butter on a hot day, in a desert." |
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WHERE'S MY MASK!?
Happy Mask Salesman
Joined: 16 Aug 2008
Posts: 2757
HP: 10 MP: 1 Lives: 0
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| Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 9:17 pm
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"Okay, let's see if you can defeat me." the Auditor said. The Auditor stopped aiming the revolver at Django's head and aimed it at Gilgamesh. The Auditor fired the revolver at Gilgamesh. |
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Bartz Klauser
Gilgamesh
Joined: 27 Sep 2007
Posts: 7637
HP: 100 MP: 5 Lives: 4
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| Posted: Mon Mar 16, 2009 9:21 pm
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Gilgamesh was able to move out of the way of the bullet, but it scraped fairly closely to his shoulder, leaving an open wound there.
"That was sneaky, wasn't it? Maybe you should see this...my Gate of Babylon!" spoke Gilgamesh, causing a rift to appear behind him, with hundreds upon hundreds of weapons half-out of the orange vault. Gilgamesh reached in, and drew a fairly unadorned, golden sword.
"Come, then!" |
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