the dome: a battleground for the gods!

*anyone else on?*

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Ragnaris has been half-slumbering underground for weeks on end, trying to think of ways to free his grandson. He mumbles to himself, "What if... no no, Abaddon would see that coming..." He then begins to shift underground, causing minor earthquakes on the surface.

 “Penny for your thought, dear Ragnaris?” 

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 “Made a deal to save them? Happens all the time. With who?”

”there’s nothing wrong with you being the one to kill them, it’s the same result either way, you stop them from doing more evil. And besides, they probably deserved all that extra pain.”

 "Abaddon. Two more barrels."

"Thank you for thinking that. It's what I really need."

 “Oh, Abaddon… he’s the worst. And you sure about those two more barrels? This is pretty potent stuff.”

”your welcome-… are you being sarcastic?”

 "Two. More. Barrels." There's determination in his voice despite the drunkenness.

"Me? Sarcastic? Never." He says in a very sarcastic tone, Shade steps out of his shadow "Ignore Mr.Asano, Master Lonely."

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 “Made a deal to save them? Happens all the time. With who?”

”there’s nothing wrong with you being the one to kill them, it’s the same result either way, you stop them from doing more evil. And besides, they probably deserved all that extra pain.”

 "Abaddon. Two more barrels."

"Thank you for thinking that. It's what I really need."

 “Oh, Abaddon… he’s the worst. And you sure about those two more barrels? This is pretty potent stuff.”

”your welcome-… are you being sarcastic?”

 "Two. More. Barrels." There's determination in his voice despite the drunkenness.

"Me? Sarcastic? Never." He says in a very sarcastic tone, Shade steps out of his shadow "Ignore Mr.Asano, Master Lonely."

 Reluctantly, they bring him two more barrels.

”sorry…” they turn to shade. “Hello!”

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Ragnaris has been half-slumbering underground for weeks on end, trying to think of ways to free his grandson. He mumbles to himself, "What if... no no, Abaddon would see that coming..." He then begins to shift underground, causing minor earthquakes on the surface.

 “Penny for your thought, dear Ragnaris?” 

 Raganris is startled by Coronet's voice. He looks around, saying, "Who's there?"

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 “Made a deal to save them? Happens all the time. With who?”

”there’s nothing wrong with you being the one to kill them, it’s the same result either way, you stop them from doing more evil. And besides, they probably deserved all that extra pain.”

 "Abaddon. Two more barrels."

"Thank you for thinking that. It's what I really need."

 “Oh, Abaddon… he’s the worst. And you sure about those two more barrels? This is pretty potent stuff.”

”your welcome-… are you being sarcastic?”

 "Two. More. Barrels." There's determination in his voice despite the drunkenness.

"Me? Sarcastic? Never." He says in a very sarcastic tone, Shade steps out of his shadow "Ignore Mr.Asano, Master Lonely."

 Reluctantly, they bring him two more barrels.

”sorry…” they turn to shade. “Hello!”

 He chugs both barrels to the bottom. Con save:21

"Hello Master Lonely." He bows. Jason Asano is being melodramatic in the background.

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Ragnaris has been half-slumbering underground for weeks on end, trying to think of ways to free his grandson. He mumbles to himself, "What if... no no, Abaddon would see that coming..." He then begins to shift underground, causing minor earthquakes on the surface.

 “Penny for your thought, dear Ragnaris?” 

 Raganris is startled by Coronet's voice. He looks around, saying, "Who's there?"

 One of her heads pops out of a stone that surround him like a ghost. “Apologies, I hope my presence didn’t “phase” you too much.” She says as she cackles for a bit before taking a more serious tone. “I can feel you anger above ground my friend, what troubles you.”

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*If anyone wants to rp with my other char.*

Goku is training, doing things far past the abilities of what a mortal or even a god should be able to manage, billions upon billions of every workout imaginable. The power of a monster or maybe even something beyond radiating off of him like an infinite supernova. His hair hasn’t even turned the golden color it usually does when he goes into his stronger transformation. He is always looking for a fight but if he isn't fighting or talking he's training, maybe even doing two of those at the same time.

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Ragnaris has been half-slumbering underground for weeks on end, trying to think of ways to free his grandson. He mumbles to himself, "What if... no no, Abaddon would see that coming..." He then begins to shift underground, causing minor earthquakes on the surface.

 “Penny for your thought, dear Ragnaris?” 

 Raganris is startled by Coronet's voice. He looks around, saying, "Who's there?"

 One of her heads pops out of a stone that surround him like a ghost. “Apologies, I hope my presence didn’t “phase” you too much.” She says as she cackles for a bit before taking a more serious tone. “I can feel you anger above ground my friend, what troubles you.”

 He visibly calms down, but slight tremors still run through his body. "Oh, it is just you, Coronet. I apologize for being so... jumpy. My grandson, the sacrificial fool that he is, gave up 200 hundred years of his freedom in exchange for mine... and I cannot find a way to help him..." His immense body begins to shake again, causing large earthquakes above ground, and the air around him begins to boil.

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Ragnaris has been half-slumbering underground for weeks on end, trying to think of ways to free his grandson. He mumbles to himself, "What if... no no, Abaddon would see that coming..." He then begins to shift underground, causing minor earthquakes on the surface.

 “Penny for your thought, dear Ragnaris?” 

 Raganris is startled by Coronet's voice. He looks around, saying, "Who's there?"

 One of her heads pops out of a stone that surround him like a ghost. “Apologies, I hope my presence didn’t “phase” you too much.” She says as she cackles for a bit before taking a more serious tone. “I can feel you anger above ground my friend, what troubles you.”

 He visibly calms down, but slight tremors still run through his body. "Oh, it is just you, Coronet. I apologize for being so... jumpy. My grandson, the sacrificial fool that he is, gave up 200 hundred years of his freedom in exchange for mine... and I cannot find a way to help him..." His immense body begins to shake again, causing large earthquakes above ground, and the air around him begins to boil.

 “I’m assuming the one responsible is that devil Abaddon and his little boy toy of an executor?” Coronet says before speaking again “what am I says, of course it was that little devilish prick. I’m assuming you are trying by to find a way to help free him?”   

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Ragnaris has been half-slumbering underground for weeks on end, trying to think of ways to free his grandson. He mumbles to himself, "What if... no no, Abaddon would see that coming..." He then begins to shift underground, causing minor earthquakes on the surface.

 “Penny for your thought, dear Ragnaris?” 

 Raganris is startled by Coronet's voice. He looks around, saying, "Who's there?"

 One of her heads pops out of a stone that surround him like a ghost. “Apologies, I hope my presence didn’t “phase” you too much.” She says as she cackles for a bit before taking a more serious tone. “I can feel you anger above ground my friend, what troubles you.”

 He visibly calms down, but slight tremors still run through his body. "Oh, it is just you, Coronet. I apologize for being so... jumpy. My grandson, the sacrificial fool that he is, gave up 200 hundred years of his freedom in exchange for mine... and I cannot find a way to help him..." His immense body begins to shake again, causing large earthquakes above ground, and the air around him begins to boil.

 “I’m assuming the one responsible is that devil Abaddon and his little boy toy of an executor?” Coronet says before speaking again “what am I says, of course it was that little devilish prick. I’m assuming you are trying by to find a way to help free him?”   

 Ragnaris turns to Coronet and looks them directly in the eye. His already reptilian eyes are slitted to the width of papercuts, and they can see the rage burning behind them. "YES."

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 “Made a deal to save them? Happens all the time. With who?”

”there’s nothing wrong with you being the one to kill them, it’s the same result either way, you stop them from doing more evil. And besides, they probably deserved all that extra pain.”

 "Abaddon. Two more barrels."

"Thank you for thinking that. It's what I really need."

 “Oh, Abaddon… he’s the worst. And you sure about those two more barrels? This is pretty potent stuff.”

”your welcome-… are you being sarcastic?”

 "Two. More. Barrels." There's determination in his voice despite the drunkenness.

"Me? Sarcastic? Never." He says in a very sarcastic tone, Shade steps out of his shadow "Ignore Mr.Asano, Master Lonely."

 Reluctantly, they bring him two more barrels.

”sorry…” they turn to shade. “Hello!”

 He chugs both barrels to the bottom. Con save:26

"Hello Master Lonely." He bows. Jason Asano is being melodramatic in the background.

 He manages to stay somewhat sober after drinking 6 barrels of infernal alcohol.

”impressive…” says the bartender.

”hi… is Jason doing alright?”

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Ragnaris has been half-slumbering underground for weeks on end, trying to think of ways to free his grandson. He mumbles to himself, "What if... no no, Abaddon would see that coming..." He then begins to shift underground, causing minor earthquakes on the surface.

 “Penny for your thought, dear Ragnaris?” 

 Raganris is startled by Coronet's voice. He looks around, saying, "Who's there?"

 One of her heads pops out of a stone that surround him like a ghost. “Apologies, I hope my presence didn’t “phase” you too much.” She says as she cackles for a bit before taking a more serious tone. “I can feel you anger above ground my friend, what troubles you.”

 He visibly calms down, but slight tremors still run through his body. "Oh, it is just you, Coronet. I apologize for being so... jumpy. My grandson, the sacrificial fool that he is, gave up 200 hundred years of his freedom in exchange for mine... and I cannot find a way to help him..." His immense body begins to shake again, causing large earthquakes above ground, and the air around him begins to boil.

 “I’m assuming the one responsible is that devil Abaddon and his little boy toy of an executor?” Coronet says before speaking again “what am I says, of course it was that little devilish prick. I’m assuming you are trying by to find a way to help free him?”   

 Ragnaris turns to Coronet and looks them directly in the eye. His already reptilian eyes are slitted to the width of papercuts, and they can see the rage burning behind them. "YES."

 “I see. So, what’s the plan then Ragnaris? How are we going to break your grandson out and tear his captors apart into itty bitty pieces?”

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 “Made a deal to save them? Happens all the time. With who?”

”there’s nothing wrong with you being the one to kill them, it’s the same result either way, you stop them from doing more evil. And besides, they probably deserved all that extra pain.”

 "Abaddon. Two more barrels."

"Thank you for thinking that. It's what I really need."

 “Oh, Abaddon… he’s the worst. And you sure about those two more barrels? This is pretty potent stuff.”

”your welcome-… are you being sarcastic?”

 "Two. More. Barrels." There's determination in his voice despite the drunkenness.

"Me? Sarcastic? Never." He says in a very sarcastic tone, Shade steps out of his shadow "Ignore Mr.Asano, Master Lonely."

 Reluctantly, they bring him two more barrels.

”sorry…” they turn to shade. “Hello!”

 He chugs both barrels to the bottom. Con save:26

"Hello Master Lonely." He bows. Jason Asano is being melodramatic in the background.

 He manages to stay somewhat sober after drinking 6 barrels of infernal alcohol.

”impressive…” says the bartender.

”hi… is Jason doing alright?”

 "Too weak. I need something stronger." He slams the counter with a fist. Athletics:34

"He is this way sometimes. He just needs somebody to love." Jason repeats the last part, obviously a reference to something.

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Ragnaris has been half-slumbering underground for weeks on end, trying to think of ways to free his grandson. He mumbles to himself, "What if... no no, Abaddon would see that coming..." He then begins to shift underground, causing minor earthquakes on the surface.

 “Penny for your thought, dear Ragnaris?” 

 Raganris is startled by Coronet's voice. He looks around, saying, "Who's there?"

 One of her heads pops out of a stone that surround him like a ghost. “Apologies, I hope my presence didn’t “phase” you too much.” She says as she cackles for a bit before taking a more serious tone. “I can feel you anger above ground my friend, what troubles you.”

 He visibly calms down, but slight tremors still run through his body. "Oh, it is just you, Coronet. I apologize for being so... jumpy. My grandson, the sacrificial fool that he is, gave up 200 hundred years of his freedom in exchange for mine... and I cannot find a way to help him..." His immense body begins to shake again, causing large earthquakes above ground, and the air around him begins to boil.

 “I’m assuming the one responsible is that devil Abaddon and his little boy toy of an executor?” Coronet says before speaking again “what am I says, of course it was that little devilish prick. I’m assuming you are trying by to find a way to help free him?”   

 Ragnaris turns to Coronet and looks them directly in the eye. His already reptilian eyes are slitted to the width of papercuts, and they can see the rage burning behind them. "YES."

 “I see. So, what’s the plan then Ragnaris? How are we going to break your grandson out and tear his captors apart into itty bitty pieces?”

 "That is the problem. Abaddon is too smart to be outwitted. I could attempt to go against him in another trial by combat, but... he has to be willing to release Ragnerious from their agreement. And threatening him does not count as willingly."

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Wind howls inside area of  the dome. A warm, scorching presence is felt in the air, like the heat of the most intense desert. A figure is seen  in the distance, at the very edge of the dome, before a cloud of dust blows around them, and when it passes, they’re gone. It appears closer to the center of the dome in a kick of dust, and A mighty warrior, having fought to kill hundreds of others in the dome, sees this figure, and chases after it, sword gleaming with holy power. it disappears again in a dust cloud, and it doesn’t appear again. Or so the warrior thought… he turns around to try and find the figure, and he sees three projectiles, bullets, racing towards him. The figure fired a warning shot. The Warrior charges to the source of the sound and the bullets, and got another warning shot. Into his head. He falls over, dead, as the figure walks up to him and stands over his corpse. The figure is a young Wood Elven man, with short brown hair and honey brown eyes. He wears a cowboy hat and other similar clothing, similar to a Sheriff’s or an outlaw’s, either could be possible. His right hand is in his pocket, and in his left is a mundane looking revolver, with full ammo despite the fact he had just fired several times. On the gun, inscribed into it’s handle, are the words, “Death’s hand.” He smiles, and looks around the area.

 

 *I would but none of my characters other than Rag seem appropriate. Jason could but he probably would just piss this guy off.*

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Ragnaris has been half-slumbering underground for weeks on end, trying to think of ways to free his grandson. He mumbles to himself, "What if... no no, Abaddon would see that coming..." He then begins to shift underground, causing minor earthquakes on the surface.

 “Penny for your thought, dear Ragnaris?” 

 Raganris is startled by Coronet's voice. He looks around, saying, "Who's there?"

 One of her heads pops out of a stone that surround him like a ghost. “Apologies, I hope my presence didn’t “phase” you too much.” She says as she cackles for a bit before taking a more serious tone. “I can feel you anger above ground my friend, what troubles you.”

 He visibly calms down, but slight tremors still run through his body. "Oh, it is just you, Coronet. I apologize for being so... jumpy. My grandson, the sacrificial fool that he is, gave up 200 hundred years of his freedom in exchange for mine... and I cannot find a way to help him..." His immense body begins to shake again, causing large earthquakes above ground, and the air around him begins to boil.

 “I’m assuming the one responsible is that devil Abaddon and his little boy toy of an executor?” Coronet says before speaking again “what am I says, of course it was that little devilish prick. I’m assuming you are trying by to find a way to help free him?”   

 Ragnaris turns to Coronet and looks them directly in the eye. His already reptilian eyes are slitted to the width of papercuts, and they can see the rage burning behind them. "YES."

 “I see. So, what’s the plan then Ragnaris? How are we going to break your grandson out and tear his captors apart into itty bitty pieces?”

 "That is the problem. Abaddon is too smart to be outwitted. I could attempt to go against him in another trial by combat, but... he has to be willing to release Ragnerious from their agreement. And threatening him does not count as willingly."

 “Maybe we could find a way to shove him into the Abyss. Those “lawful” powers won’t be much use there.”

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Ragnaris has been half-slumbering underground for weeks on end, trying to think of ways to free his grandson. He mumbles to himself, "What if... no no, Abaddon would see that coming..." He then begins to shift underground, causing minor earthquakes on the surface.

 “Penny for your thought, dear Ragnaris?” 

 Raganris is startled by Coronet's voice. He looks around, saying, "Who's there?"

 One of her heads pops out of a stone that surround him like a ghost. “Apologies, I hope my presence didn’t “phase” you too much.” She says as she cackles for a bit before taking a more serious tone. “I can feel you anger above ground my friend, what troubles you.”

 He visibly calms down, but slight tremors still run through his body. "Oh, it is just you, Coronet. I apologize for being so... jumpy. My grandson, the sacrificial fool that he is, gave up 200 hundred years of his freedom in exchange for mine... and I cannot find a way to help him..." His immense body begins to shake again, causing large earthquakes above ground, and the air around him begins to boil.

 “I’m assuming the one responsible is that devil Abaddon and his little boy toy of an executor?” Coronet says before speaking again “what am I says, of course it was that little devilish prick. I’m assuming you are trying by to find a way to help free him?”   

 Ragnaris turns to Coronet and looks them directly in the eye. His already reptilian eyes are slitted to the width of papercuts, and they can see the rage burning behind them. "YES."

 “I see. So, what’s the plan then Ragnaris? How are we going to break your grandson out and tear his captors apart into itty bitty pieces?”

 "That is the problem. Abaddon is too smart to be outwitted. I could attempt to go against him in another trial by combat, but... he has to be willing to release Ragnerious from their agreement. And threatening him does not count as willingly."

 “Maybe we could find a way to shove him into the Abyss. Those “lawful” powers won’t be much use there.”

 "Hmm... yes. One moment in the domain of chaos and disorder and he would not stand a chance. But where would be best...?"

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Ragnaris has been half-slumbering underground for weeks on end, trying to think of ways to free his grandson. He mumbles to himself, "What if... no no, Abaddon would see that coming..." He then begins to shift underground, causing minor earthquakes on the surface.

 “Penny for your thought, dear Ragnaris?” 

 Raganris is startled by Coronet's voice. He looks around, saying, "Who's there?"

 One of her heads pops out of a stone that surround him like a ghost. “Apologies, I hope my presence didn’t “phase” you too much.” She says as she cackles for a bit before taking a more serious tone. “I can feel you anger above ground my friend, what troubles you.”

 He visibly calms down, but slight tremors still run through his body. "Oh, it is just you, Coronet. I apologize for being so... jumpy. My grandson, the sacrificial fool that he is, gave up 200 hundred years of his freedom in exchange for mine... and I cannot find a way to help him..." His immense body begins to shake again, causing large earthquakes above ground, and the air around him begins to boil.

 “I’m assuming the one responsible is that devil Abaddon and his little boy toy of an executor?” Coronet says before speaking again “what am I says, of course it was that little devilish prick. I’m assuming you are trying by to find a way to help free him?”   

 Ragnaris turns to Coronet and looks them directly in the eye. His already reptilian eyes are slitted to the width of papercuts, and they can see the rage burning behind them. "YES."

 “I see. So, what’s the plan then Ragnaris? How are we going to break your grandson out and tear his captors apart into itty bitty pieces?”

 "That is the problem. Abaddon is too smart to be outwitted. I could attempt to go against him in another trial by combat, but... he has to be willing to release Ragnerious from their agreement. And threatening him does not count as willingly."

 “Maybe we could find a way to shove him into the Abyss. Those “lawful” powers won’t be much use there.”

 "Hmm... yes. One moment in the domain of chaos and disorder and he would not stand a chance. Bit where would be best...?"

 “You would know butter then I my chaotic friend. I’ve always preferred the harrowing chained halls of Carceri. The audience there is wonderful, especially since they can’t escape!” She says as she cackles some more.