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(( Snuff here is one thing you need to learn in RPing. If you aren't on you get skipped. It's tough, yes, but true. And in an RP like this NO ONE will wait for you. Please note all the complaining is getting on my nerves. Find a way to get your self back in. If you think your character is worthy of Pride prove it. Part of this compititon, in fact most of it, isn't about power or how much pride your character has, but how clever you are. Haven't you noticed or am I the only one who has. I'm competive and thus May is too. I want this and I won't let anyone get in my way. Talk to Fenrir. allcard is first at taking on Pride. If he doesn't succeed I'm next. Then Conner. And so on and so forth. ))

(( It's okay and thanks for being reasonable. I'm sorry, but I've seen fights like this before and it annoys the crap out of me. Plus it's 1:36 in the morning over here and I'm tired and cranky. That said I'm going to bed. We all have to wait for allcard to go against Pride. Good luck allcard! And be happy it was one page. I've been skipped ten pages in a few hours before in some RPs. Okay. Night! *collapes* ))

Mikura landed in the door way. He had both revolvers at the ready, "Anyone care to tell me what the hell is going on here?" He said this angrily, as he was growing tired of this tower, and wished to return home.

mate, no use in getting pissy over it.
Just seems people cant wait a few hours...
and like i said earlier, ******** it... they're haste might come back to bite them in the a** later on during this

i mean in the RP.
if elizabeth has been here for 20 minutes, you've been here for 60 and you both initiated the entrance at the same time, how is that possible?
it isn't.
just try not to skip people, all i'm saying lol.

Mikura swung his shot gun barrel around towards the girl who had tried to shove him off. "You and I aren't finished." He smiled sadistically at the girl, "No one else should interfere. She started this with me, I intend to finish it."

"Tch. Fine. But as soon as we're out of this place, she's fair game." He glared at the girl once more before moving away from the other girl and to the wall behind him and leaning on it. Though he still had his shot gun cocked, and loaded. and he was ready to aim and fire in an instant. Anyone who was foolish enough to make a move towards him in a hostile way would be full of little metal balls.

(OOC: Alright, so I'm assuming that Allucard's rpc is the first up?)


Suddenly, from out of the darkness on all sides, a laugh could be heard. The way it bounced off the walls of the room, echoing, made it hard to just what kind of voice the laugh originated from. It even made it hard to pinpoint the tone it was done in. However, whatever tone it was, it was most definitely prideful. Arrogance and superiority were clearly present in the babble of emotions that could have been the cause of the laugh. If Althalos were to look behind him while searching for the source of the voice, he will notice that the door he had entered through... wasn't there. No traces or signs of its disappearances visible, it was simply gone.

Suddenly, as the echoes of the laughter continued to resound around the room, the voice began to recite a poem, one that would seem quite similar should the "contestant" have take the time to read a certain statue in front of the gates:


As the word "hell" rung throughout the room, suddenly a hundred torches will seem to light up at once, temporarily blinding the potential host with the sudden light. After regaining his vision, Althalos will notice that the supposed torches were, in fact, flame-colored jewel-like rocks that shimmered with light like an actual fire. "Welcome lowly maggot to my, Pride the god's, magnificent abode. I assure you, it is much better than you will ever be for, alas, it's mine. Anything even related to me is worth so much more than anyone else," as he talked in his pompous manner with his oh-so-confident sneer, Pride gestured at the room about him.

As he said, it was magnificent. Not only were there jewels that shimmered with a light mimicking actual fire lining the walls and even the edges of the floor, the floor and ceiling were tiled by a midnight-black obsidian that seemed to also shimmer in the light of the jewels and cast a glow of their own. Various works of art, all of them of priceless quality and all of them created by Pride were scattered at random throughout the mainly empty space. On the ceiling, poems in various languages, all Pride's work, were inscribed in a blinding white that shone brighter than stars against the shimmering black. Lastly, there was the throne that Pride was sitting on. It towered high above anything else in the room, causing the sin's head to brush against the ceiling. Unlike the floors, ceilings, and walls, the material that the throne was made out of did not shimmer. The solid black stone-like material it seemed to be made out of was interspersed with what seemed to be diamond veins. Through this diamond, light could be seen leaking out. At the very base of the throne were a collection of skulls thrown together haphazardly, skulls of every living creature from Axiom from a puny human skull to one large enough to belong to an Imprisoned One. Obviously, this fantastic collection took quite a bit of space, limiting just how close one could get to the throne.

However, even with such frightening beauty, whether or not the room was better than Althalos or any sentient being in general might have been up to some serious debate. Of course, Pride thought it was and he cared little about debate. He was always right, no debate could change that. With that logic, he was right about his room being better than Althalos.