*Okay Splitting Don's fight from the rest of stuff.*
He charges in and swings twice with his blade, looking for slight cuts "How's it been Asta?". To hit:3121 Damage:25+1424+16
Astaroth doesn’t talk, the first attack managing to get through his armor.
he swings his axe twice:
to hit: 22 damage: 51
to hit: 29 damage: 36
He jumps over the blade both times, "Still not that much of a talker? Well at least nod or shake your head." He makes an X slash on Asta's chest with his dark blade. To hit:2526 Damage:14+1728+13
Both hit, and Abaddon says nothing, simply swinging twice more.
to hit: 19 damage: 51
to hit: 30 damage: 49
The axe digs deep into his flesh, He steps back before jumping over Asta, making two more slashes, He then grabs Asta by the ankle before throwing him into the air, knocking him prone once he hits the ground. To hit:1925 Damage:23+1827+11
Astaroth, injured, gets up and swings twice more.
to hit: 29 damage: 48
to hit: 31 damage: 41
He dodges the first swing but the axe digs deep into his arm with the second. He is bleeding from one arm "You know, people think you should talk more man. People that care about you." He then slashes at his arm twice. To hit:1832 Damage:28+1125+14
It whispers something, sounding like, ‘Objection!” But it’s hard to tell for sure. Injured, but not showing it, he swings twice more.
"Well lets go then." He sprouts his wings, keeping them small in this limited space until he can fly the rest of the way.
She guides him back to the fake door to the tower of Asmodeus, and they end up back in the lounge they were before.
”hey, random question, have you ever met Asmodeus? Sometimes criminals have to see him before they’re sent to the prison down there, or he visits the courthouse to talk with Abaddon.”
Suddenly, there is a rush of wind at the dome, and emerging behind a large rock is a small Husky, with striking blue eyes that almost seem to sparkle in the daylight, and an adorable face, as most dogs have. From behind the rock, there are a Set of footprints left by the husky, ashen and smoldering. It sniffs the ground, looking for something.
The ball of lightning rushes by the dog, before turning around and being to circle it
It barks at the ball in confusion, spinning around to keep it in its line of sight.
The ball spins faster and faster
It leaps at it, trying to keep up with it, and chasing it.
The ball goes even faster, the force slightly lifting the dog off the ground
When the ball gets close enough each time it passes next to them, the dog tries to bite it, seemingly having fun.
The ball seems to enjoy it too. If a semi-sentient ball of energy is capable of feeling such emotions
*Okay Splitting Don's fight from the rest of stuff.*
He charges in and swings twice with his blade, looking for slight cuts "How's it been Asta?". To hit:3121 Damage:25+1424+16
Astaroth doesn’t talk, the first attack managing to get through his armor.
he swings his axe twice:
to hit: 22 damage: 51
to hit: 29 damage: 36
He jumps over the blade both times, "Still not that much of a talker? Well at least nod or shake your head." He makes an X slash on Asta's chest with his dark blade. To hit:2526 Damage:14+1728+13
Both hit, and Abaddon says nothing, simply swinging twice more.
to hit: 19 damage: 51
to hit: 30 damage: 49
The axe digs deep into his flesh, He steps back before jumping over Asta, making two more slashes, He then grabs Asta by the ankle before throwing him into the air, knocking him prone once he hits the ground. To hit:1925 Damage:23+1827+11
Astaroth, injured, gets up and swings twice more.
to hit: 29 damage: 48
to hit: 31 damage: 41
He dodges the first swing but the axe digs deep into his arm with the second. He is bleeding from one arm "You know, people think you should talk more man. People that care about you." He then slashes at his arm twice. To hit:1832 Damage:28+1125+14
It whispers something, sounding like, ‘Objection!” But it’s hard to tell for sure. Injured, but not showing it, he swings twice more.
to hit: 27 damage: 40
to hit: 19 damage: 47
He hops over both attacks, he chuckles from the objection "Well if you say so buddy." He steps back, darkness shrouds the blade and he stands tall. He holds the blade over his head as the darkness spreads *You tell me if this is worth 10ki points or more. Or if the damage is too much.* "Dark Cloaked, Dimension Slash." He then swings the blade, the slash appearing on Asta. Damage:108
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Suddenly, there is a rush of wind at the dome, and emerging behind a large rock is a small Husky, with striking blue eyes that almost seem to sparkle in the daylight, and an adorable face, as most dogs have. From behind the rock, there are a Set of footprints left by the husky, ashen and smoldering. It sniffs the ground, looking for something.
The ball of lightning rushes by the dog, before turning around and being to circle it
It barks at the ball in confusion, spinning around to keep it in its line of sight.
The ball spins faster and faster
It leaps at it, trying to keep up with it, and chasing it.
The ball goes even faster, the force slightly lifting the dog off the ground
When the ball gets close enough each time it passes next to them, the dog tries to bite it, seemingly having fun.
The ball seems to enjoy it too. If a semi-sentient ball of energy is capable of feeling such emotions
It barks, and when the ball passes by it a next time, it pats it with its paw at lightning speed.
*Okay Splitting Don's fight from the rest of stuff.*
He charges in and swings twice with his blade, looking for slight cuts "How's it been Asta?". To hit:3121 Damage:25+1424+16
Astaroth doesn’t talk, the first attack managing to get through his armor.
he swings his axe twice:
to hit: 22 damage: 51
to hit: 29 damage: 36
He jumps over the blade both times, "Still not that much of a talker? Well at least nod or shake your head." He makes an X slash on Asta's chest with his dark blade. To hit:2526 Damage:14+1728+13
Both hit, and Abaddon says nothing, simply swinging twice more.
to hit: 19 damage: 51
to hit: 30 damage: 49
The axe digs deep into his flesh, He steps back before jumping over Asta, making two more slashes, He then grabs Asta by the ankle before throwing him into the air, knocking him prone once he hits the ground. To hit:1925 Damage:23+1827+11
Astaroth, injured, gets up and swings twice more.
to hit: 29 damage: 48
to hit: 31 damage: 41
He dodges the first swing but the axe digs deep into his arm with the second. He is bleeding from one arm "You know, people think you should talk more man. People that care about you." He then slashes at his arm twice. To hit:1832 Damage:28+1125+14
It whispers something, sounding like, ‘Objection!” But it’s hard to tell for sure. Injured, but not showing it, he swings twice more.
to hit: 27 damage: 40
to hit: 19 damage: 47
He hops over both attacks, he chuckles from the objection "Well if you say so buddy." He steps back, darkness shrouds the blade and he stands tall. He holds the blade over his head as the darkness spreads *You tell me if this is worth 10ki points or more. Or if the damage is too much.* "Dark Cloaked, Dimension Slash." He then swings the blade, the slash appearing on Asta. Damage:108
*10 seems about right*
Astaroth is knocked back, bleeding and his armor heavily damaged, but swings two more times.
"Well lets go then." He sprouts his wings, keeping them small in this limited space until he can fly the rest of the way.
She guides him back to the fake door to the tower of Asmodeus, and they end up back in the lounge they were before.
”hey, random question, have you ever met Asmodeus? Sometimes criminals have to see him before they’re sent to the prison down there, or he visits the courthouse to talk with Abaddon.”
"I haven't been here long enough to meet Asmodeus, although I've visited the hells over the times I've died. I never stayed very long though. I wouldn't be against meeting them though, are they a relative of yours?" He follows her guidance best he can, his mind still pretty foggy.
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Suddenly, there is a rush of wind at the dome, and emerging behind a large rock is a small Husky, with striking blue eyes that almost seem to sparkle in the daylight, and an adorable face, as most dogs have. From behind the rock, there are a Set of footprints left by the husky, ashen and smoldering. It sniffs the ground, looking for something.
The ball of lightning rushes by the dog, before turning around and being to circle it
It barks at the ball in confusion, spinning around to keep it in its line of sight.
The ball spins faster and faster
It leaps at it, trying to keep up with it, and chasing it.
The ball goes even faster, the force slightly lifting the dog off the ground
When the ball gets close enough each time it passes next to them, the dog tries to bite it, seemingly having fun.
The ball seems to enjoy it too. If a semi-sentient ball of energy is capable of feeling such emotions
It barks, and when the ball passes by it a next time, it pats it with its paw at lightning speed.
The ball stops in its tracks, seemingly surprising that something was able to keep up with it. The dog doesn’t hear a voice persay, simply reviving a signal: How?
Astaroth is knocked back, bleeding and his armor heavily damaged, but swings two more times.
to hit: 36 damage: 53
to hit: 18 damage: 47
*Cool I don't want it to be unbalanced.*
The first swing is the only one that hits, although it hits hard, one of his arm is very bloody "What do you think of one of my skills?" He charges with two slashes more. To hit:2335 Damage:30+1126+12
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
"Well lets go then." He sprouts his wings, keeping them small in this limited space until he can fly the rest of the way.
She guides him back to the fake door to the tower of Asmodeus, and they end up back in the lounge they were before.
”hey, random question, have you ever met Asmodeus? Sometimes criminals have to see him before they’re sent to the prison down there, or he visits the courthouse to talk with Abaddon.”
"I haven't been here long enough to meet Asmodeus, although I've visited the hells over the times I've died. I never stayed very long though. I wouldn't be against meeting them though, are they a relative of yours?" He follows her guidance best he can, his mind still pretty foggy.
“No, I was born a mortal like most devils and Archdevils and was promoted eventually… the only one of his Relatives that anyone actually knows about is Glasya, who’s a lord of the Nine. but I mean, I live in his tower so I’m sorta friends with him. You know, lord of the nine hells.”
Suddenly, there is a rush of wind at the dome, and emerging behind a large rock is a small Husky, with striking blue eyes that almost seem to sparkle in the daylight, and an adorable face, as most dogs have. From behind the rock, there are a Set of footprints left by the husky, ashen and smoldering. It sniffs the ground, looking for something.
The ball of lightning rushes by the dog, before turning around and being to circle it
It barks at the ball in confusion, spinning around to keep it in its line of sight.
The ball spins faster and faster
It leaps at it, trying to keep up with it, and chasing it.
The ball goes even faster, the force slightly lifting the dog off the ground
When the ball gets close enough each time it passes next to them, the dog tries to bite it, seemingly having fun.
The ball seems to enjoy it too. If a semi-sentient ball of energy is capable of feeling such emotions
It barks, and when the ball passes by it a next time, it pats it with its paw at lightning speed.
The ball stops in its tracks, seemingly surprising that something was able to keep up with it. The dog doesn’t hear a voice persay, simply reviving a signal: How?
If it’s somehow able to send a signal back, since it seemingly can’t speak, it does.
Astaroth is knocked back, bleeding and his armor heavily damaged, but swings two more times.
to hit: 36 damage: 53
to hit: 18 damage: 47
*Cool I don't want it to be unbalanced.*
The first swing is the only one that hits, although it hits hard, one of his arm is very bloody "What do you think of one of my skills?" He charges with two slashes more. To hit:2335 Damage:30+1126+12
He nods, before being launched back again, very, very injured, his armor coated in its own blood.
"Well lets go then." He sprouts his wings, keeping them small in this limited space until he can fly the rest of the way.
She guides him back to the fake door to the tower of Asmodeus, and they end up back in the lounge they were before.
”hey, random question, have you ever met Asmodeus? Sometimes criminals have to see him before they’re sent to the prison down there, or he visits the courthouse to talk with Abaddon.”
"I haven't been here long enough to meet Asmodeus, although I've visited the hells over the times I've died. I never stayed very long though. I wouldn't be against meeting them though, are they a relative of yours?" He follows her guidance best he can, his mind still pretty foggy.
“No, I was born a mortal like most devils and Archdevils and was promoted eventually… the only one of his Relatives that anyone actually knows about is Glasya, who’s a lord of the Nine. but I mean, I live in his tower so I’m sorta friends with him. You know, lord of the nine hells.”
"Oh, that's fun. Knowing Asmodeus is very nice I suppose." He places her down when they get there "I wish we could have met on better terms then my forced service. Although now that I've lost my grandfather for the next 200 years, I could use some sort of vice."
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Suddenly, there is a rush of wind at the dome, and emerging behind a large rock is a small Husky, with striking blue eyes that almost seem to sparkle in the daylight, and an adorable face, as most dogs have. From behind the rock, there are a Set of footprints left by the husky, ashen and smoldering. It sniffs the ground, looking for something.
The ball of lightning rushes by the dog, before turning around and being to circle it
It barks at the ball in confusion, spinning around to keep it in its line of sight.
The ball spins faster and faster
It leaps at it, trying to keep up with it, and chasing it.
The ball goes even faster, the force slightly lifting the dog off the ground
When the ball gets close enough each time it passes next to them, the dog tries to bite it, seemingly having fun.
The ball seems to enjoy it too. If a semi-sentient ball of energy is capable of feeling such emotions
It barks, and when the ball passes by it a next time, it pats it with its paw at lightning speed.
The ball stops in its tracks, seemingly surprising that something was able to keep up with it. The dog doesn’t hear a voice persay, simply reviving a signal: How?
If it’s somehow able to send a signal back, since it seemingly can’t speak, it does.
"Well lets go then." He sprouts his wings, keeping them small in this limited space until he can fly the rest of the way.
She guides him back to the fake door to the tower of Asmodeus, and they end up back in the lounge they were before.
”hey, random question, have you ever met Asmodeus? Sometimes criminals have to see him before they’re sent to the prison down there, or he visits the courthouse to talk with Abaddon.”
"I haven't been here long enough to meet Asmodeus, although I've visited the hells over the times I've died. I never stayed very long though. I wouldn't be against meeting them though, are they a relative of yours?" He follows her guidance best he can, his mind still pretty foggy.
“No, I was born a mortal like most devils and Archdevils and was promoted eventually… the only one of his Relatives that anyone actually knows about is Glasya, who’s a lord of the Nine. but I mean, I live in his tower so I’m sorta friends with him. You know, lord of the nine hells.”
"Oh, that's fun. Knowing Asmodeus is very nice I suppose." He places her down when they get there "I wish we could have met on better terms then my forced service. Although now that I've lost my grandfather for the next 200 years, I could use some sort of vice."
”yeah, that really does suck… if I could do anything I would, but You made a Faustian bargain…” she says, conjuring some snacks.
Suddenly, there is a rush of wind at the dome, and emerging behind a large rock is a small Husky, with striking blue eyes that almost seem to sparkle in the daylight, and an adorable face, as most dogs have. From behind the rock, there are a Set of footprints left by the husky, ashen and smoldering. It sniffs the ground, looking for something.
The ball of lightning rushes by the dog, before turning around and being to circle it
It barks at the ball in confusion, spinning around to keep it in its line of sight.
The ball spins faster and faster
It leaps at it, trying to keep up with it, and chasing it.
The ball goes even faster, the force slightly lifting the dog off the ground
When the ball gets close enough each time it passes next to them, the dog tries to bite it, seemingly having fun.
The ball seems to enjoy it too. If a semi-sentient ball of energy is capable of feeling such emotions
It barks, and when the ball passes by it a next time, it pats it with its paw at lightning speed.
The ball stops in its tracks, seemingly surprising that something was able to keep up with it. The dog doesn’t hear a voice persay, simply reviving a signal: How?
If it’s somehow able to send a signal back, since it seemingly can’t speak, it does.
Astaroth is knocked back, bleeding and his armor heavily damaged, but swings two more times.
to hit: 36 damage: 53
to hit: 18 damage: 47
*Cool I don't want it to be unbalanced.*
The first swing is the only one that hits, although it hits hard, one of his arm is very bloody "What do you think of one of my skills?" He charges with two slashes more. To hit:2335 Damage:30+1126+12
He nods, before being launched back again, very, very injured, his armor coated in its own blood.
to hit: 32 damage: 38
to hit: 36 damage: 43
He is hit by both, and bleeding pretty bad himself. He charges towards him and swings four times, aiming to finish the fight but not kill him. To hit:24242930 Damage:20+1631+626+937+6
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What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Astaroth is knocked back, bleeding and his armor heavily damaged, but swings two more times.
to hit: 36 damage: 53
to hit: 18 damage: 47
*Cool I don't want it to be unbalanced.*
The first swing is the only one that hits, although it hits hard, one of his arm is very bloody "What do you think of one of my skills?" He charges with two slashes more. To hit:2335 Damage:30+1126+12
He nods, before being launched back again, very, very injured, his armor coated in its own blood.
to hit: 32 damage: 38
to hit: 36 damage: 43
He is hit by both, and bleeding pretty bad himself. He charges towards him and swings four times, aiming to finish the fight but not kill him. To hit:25282228 Damage:27+1326+1834+429+10
After the last strike, Astaroth falls to the ground, nearly dead. The booming force of Abaddon’s gavel is felt throughout the court, and it’s armor and wounds mend, and it slowly gets up.
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It whispers something, sounding like, ‘Objection!” But it’s hard to tell for sure. Injured, but not showing it, he swings twice more.
to hit: 21 damage: 50
to hit: 31 damage: 53
She guides him back to the fake door to the tower of Asmodeus, and they end up back in the lounge they were before.
”hey, random question, have you ever met Asmodeus? Sometimes criminals have to see him before they’re sent to the prison down there, or he visits the courthouse to talk with Abaddon.”
The ball seems to enjoy it too. If a semi-sentient ball of energy is capable of feeling such emotions
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
He hops over both attacks, he chuckles from the objection "Well if you say so buddy." He steps back, darkness shrouds the blade and he stands tall. He holds the blade over his head as the darkness spreads *You tell me if this is worth 10ki points or more. Or if the damage is too much.* "Dark Cloaked, Dimension Slash." He then swings the blade, the slash appearing on Asta. Damage:108
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
It barks, and when the ball passes by it a next time, it pats it with its paw at lightning speed.
*10 seems about right*
Astaroth is knocked back, bleeding and his armor heavily damaged, but swings two more times.
to hit: 36 damage: 53
to hit: 18 damage: 47
Extra crit damage: 45
"I haven't been here long enough to meet Asmodeus, although I've visited the hells over the times I've died. I never stayed very long though. I wouldn't be against meeting them though, are they a relative of yours?" He follows her guidance best he can, his mind still pretty foggy.
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
The ball stops in its tracks, seemingly surprising that something was able to keep up with it. The dog doesn’t hear a voice persay, simply reviving a signal: How?
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
*Cool I don't want it to be unbalanced.*
The first swing is the only one that hits, although it hits hard, one of his arm is very bloody "What do you think of one of my skills?" He charges with two slashes more. To hit:23 35 Damage:30+11 26+12
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
“No, I was born a mortal like most devils and Archdevils and was promoted eventually… the only one of his Relatives that anyone actually knows about is Glasya, who’s a lord of the Nine. but I mean, I live in his tower so I’m sorta friends with him. You know, lord of the nine hells.”
If it’s somehow able to send a signal back, since it seemingly can’t speak, it does.
wanna race?
He nods, before being launched back again, very, very injured, his armor coated in its own blood.
to hit: 20 damage: 35
to hit: 35 damage: 42
"Oh, that's fun. Knowing Asmodeus is very nice I suppose." He places her down when they get there "I wish we could have met on better terms then my forced service. Although now that I've lost my grandfather for the next 200 years, I could use some sort of vice."
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
Extra crit damage: 28
Race is fun.
The only thing I know for certain is that I exist
”yeah, that really does suck… if I could do anything I would, but You made a Faustian bargain…” she says, conjuring some snacks.
okay! Race, put me down and we race!
He is hit by both, and bleeding pretty bad himself. He charges towards him and swings four times, aiming to finish the fight but not kill him. To hit:24 24 29 30 Damage:20+16 31+6 26+9 37+6
What's life without a little war to spice things up? Anyone who worries about the little things should notice the bigger picture.
I am (As drummerboy stated) The master of many faces, The unseen puppeteer, The illumination, & The unnoticed influence.
Favorite games series: Dark Souls. Shirtless Solaire. Best best game series of all time: Paper Mario. Fight me about it.
Etiam im librum scribo
After the last strike, Astaroth falls to the ground, nearly dead. The booming force of Abaddon’s gavel is felt throughout the court, and it’s armor and wounds mend, and it slowly gets up.