Post by Nothingness on Feb 23, 2011 23:08:12 GMT -5
Username: Nothingness
Canons you own: Squall Leonhart, Luxord, Gilgamesh
Link to RP thread: This oughta do
Audition:
"Hey, hey, hey! What's going on here!?" Hades raged, storming over to the pit that looked down into Tartarus. It was...quiet. It shouldn't be quiet. It was the worst place for a soul to go, so why was it quiet!? He was about to get Pain and Panic over so they could personally inspect it, when a voice interrupted him. "Those imbeciles do well to bow to me. For ones subjugated so easily, one would hardly believe it to be 'Hell'."
Hades whirled around, to find some pretty-boy wearing a bunch of gold and purple sitting. On. His. Throne! "GET OFF OF THERE!" A plume of fire erupted from Hade's head, his face, seething, only inches away from his unwelcome guest's. Yet, the man wasn't phased by this at all. In fact, he smirked and laughed--a mirthfully hollow laugh. "For the God of the Underworld, you don't strike much fear into your subjects. Perhaps I could show you how to rule." The man was holding a scepter in his hand, running his fingers along the golden sphere that rested atop it.
That smarmy, pompous, little..! Smoothing his fire down, he tried his best to think calmly, "Okay, okay. This is no big deal. Just send him back down the pit, and problem solved." Clearing his throat, Hades walked over to the man's side, and rested a hand on the arm of his throne. "How about I cut you a deal? You can rule Tartarus, and I'll take care of everything else. Sound fair?"
The man paused for a moment, and pondered the proposition. Or, he at least put more than a second of thought into it. Enunciating, he announced his title. "The Emperor of Tartarus." What an ugly sounding title. He'd have nothing to do with such filth. Still, he could find some use for this fiery fool. "It is a fair trade. However, I believe I can help you more than just commanding over those vermin. I shall bring you more souls, in exchange for Tartarus being my domain. You see how easily they were swayed." He leaned over, whispering to the god, "Any soul you want, I could procure for you. Any. One."
Well! This was the kind of man who knew how to please his betters! "You have got yourself a deal. Just remember," Hades leaned in closer as well, sneering, "This is my Underworld. You slip up, and it's right back to the pit."
The Emperor returned the smile, "A just agreement." Behind the smile, the Emperor already had his plans in mind. Once he held enough sway in the Underworld, he would overthrow this silly "God", and his would be a new rule. Yes...this realm would be his in due time. He need only bide it well.
Canons you own: Squall Leonhart, Luxord, Gilgamesh
Link to RP thread: This oughta do
Audition:
"Hey, hey, hey! What's going on here!?" Hades raged, storming over to the pit that looked down into Tartarus. It was...quiet. It shouldn't be quiet. It was the worst place for a soul to go, so why was it quiet!? He was about to get Pain and Panic over so they could personally inspect it, when a voice interrupted him. "Those imbeciles do well to bow to me. For ones subjugated so easily, one would hardly believe it to be 'Hell'."
Hades whirled around, to find some pretty-boy wearing a bunch of gold and purple sitting. On. His. Throne! "GET OFF OF THERE!" A plume of fire erupted from Hade's head, his face, seething, only inches away from his unwelcome guest's. Yet, the man wasn't phased by this at all. In fact, he smirked and laughed--a mirthfully hollow laugh. "For the God of the Underworld, you don't strike much fear into your subjects. Perhaps I could show you how to rule." The man was holding a scepter in his hand, running his fingers along the golden sphere that rested atop it.
That smarmy, pompous, little..! Smoothing his fire down, he tried his best to think calmly, "Okay, okay. This is no big deal. Just send him back down the pit, and problem solved." Clearing his throat, Hades walked over to the man's side, and rested a hand on the arm of his throne. "How about I cut you a deal? You can rule Tartarus, and I'll take care of everything else. Sound fair?"
The man paused for a moment, and pondered the proposition. Or, he at least put more than a second of thought into it. Enunciating, he announced his title. "The Emperor of Tartarus." What an ugly sounding title. He'd have nothing to do with such filth. Still, he could find some use for this fiery fool. "It is a fair trade. However, I believe I can help you more than just commanding over those vermin. I shall bring you more souls, in exchange for Tartarus being my domain. You see how easily they were swayed." He leaned over, whispering to the god, "Any soul you want, I could procure for you. Any. One."
Well! This was the kind of man who knew how to please his betters! "You have got yourself a deal. Just remember," Hades leaned in closer as well, sneering, "This is my Underworld. You slip up, and it's right back to the pit."
The Emperor returned the smile, "A just agreement." Behind the smile, the Emperor already had his plans in mind. Once he held enough sway in the Underworld, he would overthrow this silly "God", and his would be a new rule. Yes...this realm would be his in due time. He need only bide it well.
