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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 1:12 pm
Las Vegas, the home of notorious Anti-Hero 'The Demonstar'. Heaven if You're a criminal, Hell for a Hero.
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 8:51 pm
"I'm going to need a volunteer, any takers?"
Kaim stood in front of a glamorous set of high class citizens, just previously finishing his magnificent trick, he plans to hypnotize a audience member.
An older wealthy man, being pushed on by his half drunk, and joking coworkers takes the offer. The man was surely about 50 years old and had some weight put on, causing him to basically wobble up the carpet to the stairs. Being applauded by the other audience members the older man waves and grins. Upon reaching the stage Kaim shakes the mans hand leading him to his chair.
"Thank you very much for having the balls to come up here, A man of men surely." The comment spawns a drunk comment from one of the mans friends.
"To bad his wife has his balls chain up mounted and plastered to the wall at home, eh Bill, hahhaha." The other men laugh and spawns a slight chuckle response through out.
"Well now let us begin. Sir, I will be placing you under a hypnotic state, and well, I can promise you will come to no harm. Perhaps a little embarrassment but nothing to fret about. You do hang out with those guys after all." The men at the table laugh and clap letting out a combined "ohhhh." Kaim chuckles slightly. "But in all seriousness, you have nothing to worry about."
The man gives his consent and awaits as Kaim pulls out a stop watch, holding the chain he lets the watch fall and dangle. "you know the role, watch the watch and do as I say." the man follows instruction, gocking at the watch as it swings, his eyes falling dazed. "Now when i s-" Suddenly the man awakens. Filled with unreasonable fear! The man stands up and looks around hectically, faces are morphing and contorting, faces melting off before his eyes. It truly looks as if hell had arisen in the room.
"Sir! Sir, whats wrong, Sir, calm down." The audience looks concerned and stand to their feet speaking in confusion. The man looks around at the audience, half faced demons look back, grotesque images moving closer and closer to the stage. Horror, fear, panic! The man quickly pulls a licensed gun from his pants, used for protection. The audience shrieks and and heads for the exit, his friends are rushing the stage attempting to stop the man. Only to him Zombie like creatures, peeling flesh, and blood dripping eyes approaches ever closer. Cocking the gun the first bullet is fired, and the first man falls dead, then the next. They keep coming, the demonic fantasies are dragging their corpses across the ground, there was no escape. looking at the gun he comes to realize he has merely one bullet, and to many opponents. Whimpering he calls them to go away, to leave him, but no one is even around anymore to hear his cries. Backing up further and further he finds himself against a wall, no where to go, retreating from a enemy that isn't there. Finally the ultimatum was given to him, it was get ripped to shreds, fed up and killed, or to end it himself, one, quick, painless, bullet. With unsteady hands he puts the gun into his mouth, shutting his eyes he cries and pulls the trigger. The bang echo's far and wide.
Kaim walks towards the now dead man calmly with a laugh, stepping over the corpse of the dead friends he knells down in front of the nearly beheaded lump of blood and flesh. Kaim lifts up the lifeless hand and and removes the watch. "Nice. Another days work over. Farewell maggot."
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 10:22 pm
A whistling noise is heard.
Hey ********, I don't think that belongs to you.... hears Kaim. Standing in the back is the shadowed outline of a man, standing at about 6'3. He looks like he's made of muscle.
You know....if theres one thing I can't stand....its little girls who get into their mommy's clothes and think they're hard......well I got news for you pal......you ain't hard..... says the voice.....he walks out of the shadows..... He has on a black mask that covers his face pretty well. He has on a black trenchcoat, tight red leather pants, and a black t-shirt with a red star on it... The scourge of the criminal underworld....THE DEMONSTAR
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Posted: Sat Sep 06, 2008 10:56 am
Kaim starts to push himself up to his feet, Not turning to face the man well known in this town, well feared. Kaim merely ending one of his more public tests seemed to be caught red handed. However, with no proof of his involvement in this horrific situation, Kaim, still facing away from Demon star tested a few expressions on his face before finding the suitable one.
He turns around, holding a look of phycological trembling, not in fear of the man he was about to speak with but rather, towards the dead around him. ploying his deceptive arts Kaim stutters lifting up the watch the watch shaking with every tremble. "Wh-what happened? it it it was going so well!" Kaim drops the watch in the trembling and begins to swell tears. "Why, why did this happen?"
playing the part of innocents, and knowing his powers to not yet be revealed to the mass glob Demonstar could never be able to know what he did. He was hoping to be able to play the part of the victim, a unlucky entertainer who found himself in the same location of a insane audience member. What else could have happened? The Uniform of Opticon had only just been finished and never worn, this new super powered meta-human hasn't even been registered, well not yet. That fact would surely be changed once he employs his first plan. All of which would be ruined with the involvement of Mr. Demonstar that stands before him. He can't possibly allow a fight, and plans to avoid one.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 10:34 am
Save it, ********.... if any other hero showed up you'd be home free......but I can....feel the sin pouring off of you......and it's fresh.......which gives me the go-ahead from my boss to devour your soul... says Danny, pointing down when referring to 'his boss'.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 3:42 pm
Kaim dropped the act turning his face scornful. Glaring at his opposition of this evening. Slowly he walks the hardwood of the floor, pasting himself, growing a grin, a scoffing laugh. "An what prey tell, exactly gives you that right? What sin have i committed that your blackened soul has not?" Kaim stomps the hard wood. "What exactly makes ME, and you so different?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 11:33 am
Dannys horns begin protruding from his head and his eyes turn red.
This is my job.... I devour the souls of the sinful to stay alive.... if you wanna have a moral discussion, I've given up on those long ago..... now then..... on to business..... says Danny, he charges his hands up with hellfire and swings a hellfire-charged fist at Kaim
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Posted: Wed Sep 24, 2008 8:18 pm
The injections helped him get to Vagas at least, seeing as he had to swim away from the island and then hitch a few rides to get there. Sighing he rested against the welcome sign, he didn't even know where to start with finding Danny Deamon
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 2:07 pm
It was day, and sitting in a small coffee shop was a figure, standing about 6'6, looking to be about 250 pounds of pure muscle.....he was wearing a black trenchcoat and red leather pants. His eyes were hidden behind a pair of aviator sunglasses and his face was expressionless. He sips at his coffee, watching some football game on the television.
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