The Twilight Of The Gods

"You heard the glyph!" said Shang Tsung. "Cease fighting!"

The Master walks over to the glyph, "Oh, you can speak, and are apparently in charge. Does that mean you are one of the Nomads that they speak of?"

" You... You'll do no such thing! If my seniors find out you had kidnapped their chosen ones, they will be very upset!" The glyph said.

" Uh... yes... My name is Deca... I'm a Nomad..." Deca said.

edited 1st Jul '11 4:17:36 PM by Psyga315

Miserix regarded the person before him with disgust.

"You think you have what it takes to CHALLENGE ME?".

The Master tilts his head, "Hello, Deca! Its nice to meet you. I'm the Master!"

edited 1st Jul '11 4:18:50 PM by deathpigeon

Shang Tsung drew his sword, walked over to Miserix, and pointed his sword at Miserix's throat.

"Quiet!" said Shang Tsung. "I don't want to have to deal with this superior."

I am currently a hair's breadth away from slaughtering them all right now simply to shut up your prattling. Do NOT test me, godling.

edited 1st Jul '11 4:18:38 PM by Vox

" Uh... Okay then... I'll make sure they don't do that again... or get my seniors to make sure they don't do it." Deca said.

" Uh... Hi, Master. Usually we don't talk to you directly, but this couldn't fall upon deaf ears. I'll remain here until this dude leaves." Deca said.

edited 1st Jul '11 4:20:39 PM by Psyga315

" Sorry Deca, too late."

With a flash of light, a figure of ordinary stature appeared in the exact middle of the All-Lair. The figure was completely bundled in cloth of a similar color, from a brown duster to brown leather boots and gloves, to a brown bandana obscuring his face, shadowed by the brim of a brown cowboy hat. The only element that did not fit this scheme was a silver revolver, resting in a brown holster on a brown ammo belt, with a brown band around the barrel exactly one inch from the end.

When the figure spoke, it was not with a voice, and if there was a mouth underneath that bandana it was a certainty that it didn't move. Instead, words appeared in the immediate memory of others, more tangible than any other memory they had. The voice was not carried in sound but absolute fact.

"You're not finishing fights. I am."

The Lifemaker's essence was abruptly pulled into the All-Lair in its entirety, all the force of being concentrated into a single location. Unus raised the revolver he carried and fired a single shot, which lanced through the center of this mass of essence, shattering it completely. It would never return to this plane of existence.

"This party is invitation-only." The figure then calmly turned, and though no eyes were visible the Overlords would somehow know he had glanced at each and every one of them. "And none of you have any to hand out. Don't think we are not displeased with the guests you have brought with you. We may yet deal with those as well. You have been warned."

With a crack of gunfire, Unus vanished.

"I do not challenge you, creature. I merely wish to know why you believe they will listen." Doviculus began to circle around the Makuta.

Norman shudders. I've gone beyond the realm of even my world.

Miserix took hold of the sword pulled it from shang's grasp and let it fall to the ground.

"I am silenced by no one, so I suggest you don't do that; I will however keep my peace".

The Master walks up to where the nomad was, "Was that another nomad? What was his name, I wonder..."

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" Oh... thank you! I thought I had to do this myself... Thanks... Let's go..." Deca said. The glyph leaves.

-Zod raised an eyebrow at the mental assault-

Terrifying.

edited 1st Jul '11 4:24:16 PM by Vox

The demon emperor circled around again to look Miserix in the eyes. "You did not answer the question, cretin."

The brown-clad figure again re-appeared, aimed the revolver at Fate's head and again opened fire. The bullet did no damage to Fate, but The Lifemaker was again banished from The All-Lair.

"And no hitchhiking, and no backseat driving. Scram."

The figure then turned to look at The Master and gave a single slow nod. "Unus. It only takes one shot." Another crack of gunfire signaled his second departure.

edited 1st Jul '11 4:32:39 PM by SOCR

Shang Tsung merely formed a cup of water in his hands and drank it.

Miserix looked the demon emporer in the eye with absolute disgust.

"You are a mere INSECT in my eyes".

The Rahkshi began to gather around Miserix; carrying their staffs defensively, ready to respond.

The Master smiles wickedly, "It was nice meeting you, Unus. I hope we meet again."