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Game 3 Outline |
You step out and bow to Hades. The others look horrifying - Diablo and Belial are like monstrous half-bug demons, glaring at you with great green eyes, their mandibles clacking. Shadow is the black mist that is swirling around you - twisted eyes are gleaming at you with desire. Persephone is far more attractive than you thought - her hair is green and bottom-length and her clothes are stylish and look delightfully soft. She's attractive, pale, and slim - but as you stare at her in wonder, you realize her eyes are reptillian and green - perhaps becoming attached to her is a bit stupid.
Gaash is a crackling ball of flame with red eyes gleaming at you. A mouth opens on it and you see, inside, maggots and cockroaches squirming inside - a flameball filled with bugs. Yeeuch. Pain and Death you've already seen, and Hades, the great Man-Demon, is grinning at you, revealing perfect teeth - if slightly pointy.
"I released you, Sir," you whisper, staring at your cat-feet, averting your gaze.
"Arise, creature. I thank you for releasing me and my followers from that accursed chamber." Hades' voice is rich and powerful, and you raise your head to look him in the face. "I do not like humans, but Persephone adores cats, and as you seem to be more the latter... I grant you, as reward, the powers of my followers Death and Pain! You are my new commander, second only to me, and leader of the armies of Hell!" You howl as an awful feeling plows through your vains - it's as if billions of wasps and locusts are inside you, buzzing and clacking awfully, and ruining and wracking your insides with pain. It soon ends, and you fall to all fours. You're now completely cat - but you're enormous and feel awfully powerful. Your eyes gleam with an emerald flame and your tail lashes the ground, ripping chunks out. Persephone floats onto your back, and you grin, revealing your new razor-sharp fangs.
"My new Commander and I shall ride out and assess the area, and perhaps find that accursed Witch who imprisoned us with her magic and rituals. Come along... what's your name?" in all the rush of things, Lord Hades has not learned your name.
"Sepulchral." It just pops out of your mouth, and Hades grins as if in agreement.
"Lord Sepulchral, let us scout the area while my lesser followers raise the Demonic Army."
Written by Lestat (edited by wanderer)
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