Abaddon, supreme Adjudicator, and his boyfriend executioner Astaroth are looking for Anarchy and Jylek. Abaddon is a fifteen foot tall devil in judge’s clothing, with horns in the shape of a wig. Astaroth is a figure in armor, no other features, carrying a vorpal greataxe.
jylek is wandering around. swinging his shortsword with practiced ease.
”Jylek… you must answer for your crimes. Your offenses were so serious, that I, Supreme Adjudicator of the High Court of the Hells is coming to judge you. Your trial, for all crimes you have committed, starts in an hour. Find an attorney.” they say simply, before slowly lumbering off, not even bothering to glance at him. His executioner follows.
jylek blinks twice. not really comprehending. "what?"
”do you plead guilty or not guilty? For every single crime we have of you on record.”
Abaddon, supreme Adjudicator, and his boyfriend executioner Astaroth are looking for Anarchy and Jylek. Abaddon is a fifteen foot tall devil in judge’s clothing, with horns in the shape of a wig. Astaroth is a figure in armor, no other features, carrying a vorpal greataxe.
jylek is wandering around. swinging his shortsword with practiced ease.
”Jylek… you must answer for your crimes. Your offenses were so serious, that I, Supreme Adjudicator of the High Court of the Hells is coming to judge you. Your trial, for all crimes you have committed, starts in an hour. Find an attorney.” they say simply, before slowly lumbering off, not even bothering to glance at him. His executioner follows.
jylek blinks twice. not really comprehending. "what?"
”do you plead guilty or not guilty? For every single crime we have of you on record.”
"what crime? or crimes..." he looks very confused.
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"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live. whispering wind. falling through sky. knowing i died. falling. dying... slowly......
The dome thunders as a seemingly regular Japanese man enters, he has spiky black hair and is wearing an orange martial arts gi. He radiates incredible power, like no other before him, he seems to not have anything with him except for a bag full of food. He seems lean and strong, he is 5'4 in terms of height and 44 in terms of age although he looks like a 27 year old man at worst. He is Son Goku, the Savior of the world and martial artist that rivals gods. He looks around the dome with a wave "Hey! You all seem pretty strong!"
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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.
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(Cut for Arch.)
Ragnaris watches in horror as Rag's head is sliced cleanly off his body. He roars loud enough to deafen everyone in the arena, then sprints towards Astaroth with blinding speed. He lashes out with a flurry of attacks.
Attack #1: 26
Damage: 34 magical piercing
27 fire (ignores immunity and resistance)
Attack #2: 21
Damage: 32 magical slashing, and Astaroth is grappled if it hits
Attack #3: 20
Damage: 32 magical slashing, and Astaroth is grappled if it hits
Attack #4: 21
Damage: 29 magical slashing, and Astaroth is grappled if it hits
Attack #5: 36
Damage: 34 magical bludgeoning, and Astaroth needs to make a DC 26 Strength save or be knocked prone
After this, the heat coming off of Ragnaris increases tenfold, scorching everything around him. Astaroth takes 18 fire damage (ignores immunity and resistance).
Astaroth is heavily injured, but keeps swinging anyways, unrelenting.
17 to hit, damage: 36
29 to hit, damage: 35
lair action! Make a DC 28 wisdom save or take 77 psychic damage, half on a success. Now onto Abaddon.
rolling his final verdict recharge (what lets him instantly make people guilty) 4 on a roll of 5 or six, he uses that and he becomes guilty, unable to move away from Abaddon and having vulnerability to all damage.
if it doesn’t recharge, he casts Hideous Mandate (homebrew spell!) make a DC 28 charisma save. On a failure, Ragnaris must spend its next turn attacking itself in the most damaging way possible.
Both attacks miss Ragnaris, who very deftly dodges out of the way.
Wis save: 19
Cha save: 24
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Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
anarchy glances up for just a second. then looks back down and contiues to write in the air, creating a glowing pentagram.
"Ooh, magic? I'm good at that, can I help?"
he shakes his head, he looks very nervous, but also jittery and excited.
"What kind of magic are you trying to do?"
"the summoning kind..." finally he finishes. the pentagram ripples and anarchy holds up his arms and begins speaking in a blur, you can't make anything out.
"What are you summoning?"
the ground cracks under the pentagram, a regular mans arm pulls itself up and behind it comes an older man with stark white hair and a business suit. he drags himself up and over the edge of the crack as anarchy lets the portal die and it fades from reality. anarchy looks at the man with tears in his eyes "dad?"
"You could have just asked me to help? I can raise the dead."
the man glances at you with a sly smile "i wasn't dead. just trapped. but now my son has helped me escape. you have made me proud" he holds out a hand to anarchy who moves to help him up.
as soon as their hands touch the air around them ripples and anarchy suddenly looks very drained as the older man looks much younger. anarchy drops and the man rises. he sighs "that's much better. thank you son. your energy has grown" anarchy just groans laying on the ground looking half-dead.
The dome thunders as a seemingly regular Japanese man enters, he has spiky black hair and is wearing an orange martial arts gi. He radiates incredible power, like no other before him, he seems to not have anything with him except for a bag full of food. He seems lean and strong, he is 5'4 in terms of height and 44 in terms of age although he looks like a 27 year old man at worst. He is Son Goku, the Savior of the world and martial artist that rivals gods. He looks around the dome with a wave "Hey! You all seem pretty strong!"
Abaddon, supreme Adjudicator, and his boyfriend executioner Astaroth are looking for Anarchy and Jylek. Abaddon is a fifteen foot tall devil in judge’s clothing, with horns in the shape of a wig. Astaroth is a figure in armor, no other features, carrying a vorpal greataxe.
jylek is wandering around. swinging his shortsword with practiced ease.
”Jylek… you must answer for your crimes. Your offenses were so serious, that I, Supreme Adjudicator of the High Court of the Hells is coming to judge you. Your trial, for all crimes you have committed, starts in an hour. Find an attorney.” they say simply, before slowly lumbering off, not even bothering to glance at him. His executioner follows.
jylek blinks twice. not really comprehending. "what?"
”do you plead guilty or not guilty? For every single crime we have of you on record.”
"what crime? or crimes..." he looks very confused.
“All of the people you have either killed, tried killing, seriously injured, seriously injured and ending up killing them… there’s quite a lot. I’ll be back soon to bring you to the courtroom.”
Rag is in the audience, cheering on his grandfather and talking to the members of the crowd “I really wish I didn’t get decapitated so early in the fight, I could have done so much more.”
“All’s “fair” in the Hellish Judiciary Sustem as they say. Popcorn?”
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Abaddon, supreme Adjudicator, and his boyfriend executioner Astaroth are looking for Anarchy and Jylek. Abaddon is a fifteen foot tall devil in judge’s clothing, with horns in the shape of a wig. Astaroth is a figure in armor, no other features, carrying a vorpal greataxe.
jylek is wandering around. swinging his shortsword with practiced ease.
”Jylek… you must answer for your crimes. Your offenses were so serious, that I, Supreme Adjudicator of the High Court of the Hells is coming to judge you. Your trial, for all crimes you have committed, starts in an hour. Find an attorney.” they say simply, before slowly lumbering off, not even bothering to glance at him. His executioner follows.
jylek blinks twice. not really comprehending. "what?"
”do you plead guilty or not guilty? For every single crime we have of you on record.”
"what crime? or crimes..." he looks very confused.
“All of the people you have either killed, tried killing, seriously injured, seriously injured and ending up killing them… there’s quite a lot. I’ll be back soon to bring you to the courtroom.”
anarchy glances up for just a second. then looks back down and contiues to write in the air, creating a glowing pentagram.
"Ooh, magic? I'm good at that, can I help?"
he shakes his head, he looks very nervous, but also jittery and excited.
"What kind of magic are you trying to do?"
"the summoning kind..." finally he finishes. the pentagram ripples and anarchy holds up his arms and begins speaking in a blur, you can't make anything out.
"What are you summoning?"
the ground cracks under the pentagram, a regular mans arm pulls itself up and behind it comes an older man with stark white hair and a business suit. he drags himself up and over the edge of the crack as anarchy lets the portal die and it fades from reality. anarchy looks at the man with tears in his eyes "dad?"
"You could have just asked me to help? I can raise the dead."
the man glances at you with a sly smile "i wasn't dead. just trapped. but now my son has helped me escape. you have made me proud" he holds out a hand to anarchy who moves to help him up.
as soon as their hands touch the air around them ripples and anarchy suddenly looks very drained as the older man looks much younger. anarchy drops and the man rises. he sighs "that's much better. thank you son. your energy has grown" anarchy just groans laying on the ground looking half-dead.
Suddenly, Zodiac gives him his energy back
(how exactly?)
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"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live. whispering wind. falling through sky. knowing i died. falling. dying... slowly......
Abaddon, supreme Adjudicator, and his boyfriend executioner Astaroth are looking for Anarchy and Jylek. Abaddon is a fifteen foot tall devil in judge’s clothing, with horns in the shape of a wig. Astaroth is a figure in armor, no other features, carrying a vorpal greataxe.
jylek is wandering around. swinging his shortsword with practiced ease.
”Jylek… you must answer for your crimes. Your offenses were so serious, that I, Supreme Adjudicator of the High Court of the Hells is coming to judge you. Your trial, for all crimes you have committed, starts in an hour. Find an attorney.” they say simply, before slowly lumbering off, not even bothering to glance at him. His executioner follows.
jylek blinks twice. not really comprehending. "what?"
”do you plead guilty or not guilty? For every single crime we have of you on record.”
"what crime? or crimes..." he looks very confused.
“All of the people you have either killed, tried killing, seriously injured, seriously injured and ending up killing them… there’s quite a lot. I’ll be back soon to bring you to the courtroom.”
he nods then somewhat understanding "i only kill those who attack me first. if that is wrong then you must kill me to stop me sir. i will continue to defend myself in every way possible"
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"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live. whispering wind. falling through sky. knowing i died. falling. dying... slowly......
anarchy glances up for just a second. then looks back down and contiues to write in the air, creating a glowing pentagram.
"Ooh, magic? I'm good at that, can I help?"
he shakes his head, he looks very nervous, but also jittery and excited.
"What kind of magic are you trying to do?"
"the summoning kind..." finally he finishes. the pentagram ripples and anarchy holds up his arms and begins speaking in a blur, you can't make anything out.
"What are you summoning?"
the ground cracks under the pentagram, a regular mans arm pulls itself up and behind it comes an older man with stark white hair and a business suit. he drags himself up and over the edge of the crack as anarchy lets the portal die and it fades from reality. anarchy looks at the man with tears in his eyes "dad?"
"You could have just asked me to help? I can raise the dead."
the man glances at you with a sly smile "i wasn't dead. just trapped. but now my son has helped me escape. you have made me proud" he holds out a hand to anarchy who moves to help him up.
as soon as their hands touch the air around them ripples and anarchy suddenly looks very drained as the older man looks much younger. anarchy drops and the man rises. he sighs "that's much better. thank you son. your energy has grown" anarchy just groans laying on the ground looking half-dead.
Suddenly, Zodiac gives him his energy back
(how exactly?)
He pokes a hole in anarchy's soul, and puts energy through it.
The dome thunders as a seemingly regular Japanese man enters, he has spiky black hair and is wearing an orange martial arts gi. He radiates incredible power, like no other before him, he seems to not have anything with him except for a bag full of food. He seems lean and strong, he is 5'4 in terms of height and 44 in terms of age although he looks like a 27 year old man at worst. He is Son Goku, the Savior of the world and martial artist that rivals gods. He looks around the dome with a wave "Hey! You all seem pretty strong!"
"Goku! Buddy! It's been a while!"
*The fact he casually knows Goku is so good, I'll go with it.* "Hey Zodiac! I didn't know you were here."
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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.
Rag is in the audience, cheering on his grandfather and talking to the members of the crowd “I really wish I didn’t get decapitated so early in the fight, I could have done so much more.”
“All’s “fair” in the Hellish Judiciary Sustem as they say. Popcorn?”
Rag turns "Definitely. I love me some popcorn. I wonder what the torture will end up like."
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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.
Abaddon, supreme Adjudicator, and his boyfriend executioner Astaroth are looking for Anarchy and Jylek. Abaddon is a fifteen foot tall devil in judge’s clothing, with horns in the shape of a wig. Astaroth is a figure in armor, no other features, carrying a vorpal greataxe.
jylek is wandering around. swinging his shortsword with practiced ease.
”Jylek… you must answer for your crimes. Your offenses were so serious, that I, Supreme Adjudicator of the High Court of the Hells is coming to judge you. Your trial, for all crimes you have committed, starts in an hour. Find an attorney.” they say simply, before slowly lumbering off, not even bothering to glance at him. His executioner follows.
jylek blinks twice. not really comprehending. "what?"
”do you plead guilty or not guilty? For every single crime we have of you on record.”
"what crime? or crimes..." he looks very confused.
“All of the people you have either killed, tried killing, seriously injured, seriously injured and ending up killing them… there’s quite a lot. I’ll be back soon to bring you to the courtroom.”
he nods then somewhat understanding "i only kill those who attack me first. if that is wrong then you must kill me to stop me sir. i will continue to defend myself in every way possible"
He puts on a tiny pair of reading glasses, and looks through a book he’s carrying, titled Malleus.
”Two things. Self defense is not a justification for murder, and secondly, Lonely. I have the file for the charges right here. Attacked without Provocation, a 14 year old, defenseless human.”
The dome thunders as a seemingly regular Japanese man enters, he has spiky black hair and is wearing an orange martial arts gi. He radiates incredible power, like no other before him, he seems to not have anything with him except for a bag full of food. He seems lean and strong, he is 5'4 in terms of height and 44 in terms of age although he looks like a 27 year old man at worst. He is Son Goku, the Savior of the world and martial artist that rivals gods. He looks around the dome with a wave "Hey! You all seem pretty strong!"
"Goku! Buddy! It's been a while!"
*The fact he casually knows Goku is so good, I'll go with it.* "Hey Zodiac! I didn't know you were here."
"Yeah, Im here, and in several other places, bickering with a child. (Lonely.) Attempting to be an attorney. (Jylek.) And watching an absent father come back. (Anarchy.)
anarchy glances up for just a second. then looks back down and contiues to write in the air, creating a glowing pentagram.
"Ooh, magic? I'm good at that, can I help?"
he shakes his head, he looks very nervous, but also jittery and excited.
"What kind of magic are you trying to do?"
"the summoning kind..." finally he finishes. the pentagram ripples and anarchy holds up his arms and begins speaking in a blur, you can't make anything out.
"What are you summoning?"
the ground cracks under the pentagram, a regular mans arm pulls itself up and behind it comes an older man with stark white hair and a business suit. he drags himself up and over the edge of the crack as anarchy lets the portal die and it fades from reality. anarchy looks at the man with tears in his eyes "dad?"
"You could have just asked me to help? I can raise the dead."
the man glances at you with a sly smile "i wasn't dead. just trapped. but now my son has helped me escape. you have made me proud" he holds out a hand to anarchy who moves to help him up.
as soon as their hands touch the air around them ripples and anarchy suddenly looks very drained as the older man looks much younger. anarchy drops and the man rises. he sighs "that's much better. thank you son. your energy has grown" anarchy just groans laying on the ground looking half-dead.
Suddenly, Zodiac gives him his energy back
(how exactly?)
He pokes a hole in anarchy's soul, and puts energy through it.
huh... well it doesnt work. anarchy just groans more as his suddenly weak form cannot handle the energy you are trying to force into it. he wheezes "stop... please.."
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"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live. whispering wind. falling through sky. knowing i died. falling. dying... slowly......
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Appears. "I can be your attorney."
"what crime? or crimes..." he looks very confused.
"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live.
whispering wind.
falling through sky.
knowing i died.
falling.
dying...
slowly......
The dome thunders as a seemingly regular Japanese man enters, he has spiky black hair and is wearing an orange martial arts gi. He radiates incredible power, like no other before him, he seems to not have anything with him except for a bag full of food. He seems lean and strong, he is 5'4 in terms of height and 44 in terms of age although he looks like a 27 year old man at worst. He is Son Goku, the Savior of the world and martial artist that rivals gods. He looks around the dome with a wave "Hey! You all seem pretty strong!"
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
*indeed, currently their name is an irony but they love making friends*
Both attacks miss Ragnaris, who very deftly dodges out of the way.
Wis save: 19
Cha save: 24
Hi there! My name's Elk. I'm NoiSilverheart's doppelgänger. I'm a demi/grayromantic, socially awkward Okie who may or may not be a pyromaniac. *random confetti blast*
I'm a warlock of the Archcrone, and my patron is TheFriendlyArchfey. I was nicknamed AchatesCervus8337 by VitusW and given the titles "Swashbuckling Scorcher", "The Unpredictable Jedi", "Burning Fury of the Ancients", and "Combustion Knight" by DrummerBoyDragonSlayer.
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Suddenly, Zodiac gives him his energy back
"Goku! Buddy! It's been a while!"
*Peak 'I can't kill you, but my buddy can.' activity.*
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
“All of the people you have either killed, tried killing, seriously injured, seriously injured and ending up killing them… there’s quite a lot. I’ll be back soon to bring you to the courtroom.”
“All’s “fair” in the Hellish Judiciary Sustem as they say. Popcorn?”
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
Appears "I can be your attorney."
(how exactly?)
"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live.
whispering wind.
falling through sky.
knowing i died.
falling.
dying...
slowly......
*lonely will defeat all with the power of friendship!*
he nods then somewhat understanding "i only kill those who attack me first. if that is wrong then you must kill me to stop me sir. i will continue to defend myself in every way possible"
"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live.
whispering wind.
falling through sky.
knowing i died.
falling.
dying...
slowly......
He pokes a hole in anarchy's soul, and puts energy through it.
*The fact he casually knows Goku is so good, I'll go with it.* "Hey Zodiac! I didn't know you were here."
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
Rag turns "Definitely. I love me some popcorn. I wonder what the torture will end up like."
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
He puts on a tiny pair of reading glasses, and looks through a book he’s carrying, titled Malleus.
”Two things. Self defense is not a justification for murder, and secondly, Lonely. I have the file for the charges right here. Attacked without Provocation, a 14 year old, defenseless human.”
"Yeah, Im here, and in several other places, bickering with a child. (Lonely.) Attempting to be an attorney. (Jylek.) And watching an absent father come back. (Anarchy.)
huh... well it doesnt work. anarchy just groans more as his suddenly weak form cannot handle the energy you are trying to force into it. he wheezes "stop... please.."
"When at first you don't succeed. Try and try again" Story of my life.
Nicknamed 'doppleganger' by AnnoyedCecealia. given title: that guy! by drummer. lol XD
wishing to live.
whispering wind.
falling through sky.
knowing i died.
falling.
dying...
slowly......