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Everybody Wants To Rule The World 3: Part 7

I play along for now, though I'm obviously suspicious as I walk into the house
 
In the house, there is a TV and speakers that seem straight out of 2005. There is a game console attatched to the TV, with two guitar like controllers.

"How about a little game of Guitar Hero?" The devil says, smiling
 
So I'm in Grand Canyon. Let's start, shall we? I increased my power tenfold before I activated Devil Trigger. I absorbed as much sound waves as possible to create the biggest destructive sound wave I can create.

And after few seconds, I fired the omnidirectional wave of sound, pulverizing the entire canyon. It can't be sensed by normal means due to having very different frequency despite being extremely deadly. I felt proud of myself until I truly realized what I did.

"Wait.... If I have power like this, shouldn't it encompasses higher than the canyon..... wait, wait, wait, what happened to Arizona as a whole?"

I flew to the atmosphere and saw..... well, shit. I just... violently fragmented Arizona.

"...... I need to get out of here."
 
"Hmm.... I see."

I grab the guitar, and channel close my eyes.

I dive deep into my past... My metal heritage, the metal my father taught me.... My father...

I flash back into the past and see that fateful day once again... I see his face... dying for something he truly loved.

But, it's really no time to give that thought. I open my eyes and prepare for battle.
 
"Hmm... I thought I was facing a challenge"

Suddenly, my fingers start glowing with flurry, as I play the song with godly power.

The norse gods watch over me, tapping to the beat as I play to the heavens with all my might... all the might my father gave me....
 
@DMUA: Although the gods of metal are on your side, the Devil does not falter for a moment, his guitar playing remaining impecable
 
I match his skills, playing that plastic guitar with absolute fury
 
@DMUA: Unfortunately, your fury is so great and intense it causes the guitar, the game system, the TV, and the house to explode.

@Stand: "No, you can't just do that."
 
Of course, such a mere thing as explosions do not stop me. In fact, they only give me more power.

With a guitar made of my raw metal-mantra, I continue to play, blasting the area with the unyielding power that is metal
 
@DMUA: The devil is defeated, drawing the souls out of him and into you, except you're missing the ressurection. Because the devil's a dick

@Stand: "No" He says, pulling out his gun.
 
I immediately snatch his gun and point it at him. "Look, I don't really wanna hurt you. But if you force me, I really will."
 
I see the power flow back into me, save for that one bit I guess. The hud gets back up, I can see my HP, and everything's all well. At least, physically.

"Great. Now I'm stuck with this guy again."

One of the souls, Gergy, suddenly speaks up

"Wait, you can talk?"

"What can I say? Hell is pretty hard to sleep through. And the fact that I'm stuck with a mass murderer is equally as hard, now that I'm up to notice."

"... Oh no..."

Immediately, Gergy gives Coolguy a psychic slap across the face.

"No, I don't like shock rap either. Rap in general is generally the worst. But you know what else is bad? When my own abilities are used for wantonly destroying life and disgracing the one person I actually managed to love."

"... I'm sorry."

"..... Well, I guess you're getting somewhere then. But, we shouldn't be talking for so long. You want the old man up, right? He's completely stoned, and you probably shouldn't be having an internal discussion in the middle of the blast zone."

"Right... I should get to somewhere more hospitable."

I snap out of my vision, before taking a casual walk over to... eh, no where in particular. Just wherever it looks like I can take a nap.
 
I'm drying myself with a towel when I hear someone knock at the door. I wrap the towel around my body and get out of the bathroom.

"Who is knocking on the door" I ask Waldo in my usual monotone voice.
 
There's an understandably large amount of chaos at Mab suddenly disappearing and a weird-mortal-wizard-faerie-hybrid taking her place, but after I demonstrate some good old fashion ruthlessness via flash freezing and shattering various argumentative members of the Court, everything settles down, and I begin using my intellectus to oversee my domain.

Summer's guard is at our borders, as are my guard, both watching each other carefully, but no signs of aggression are there. Hobs crawl in their lightless tunnels, doing unspeakable things to each other and to poor captive victims. Trolls lurk beneath their bridges, spiders the size of tigers spin webs in black forests, and the Sidhe dance within the halls of Arctis tor, their grace enough to bring joy and madness to mortal minds. And most important of all, the Outer Gates are still holding fast.
 
I hear what's going and walk toward the door. "It's fine. You can use the shower. I'll just hang the towel on the towel rack and put some clothes on." I say to Silas.

Maybe it's good to make a friend out of him. Maybe.
 
I need sleep

I find a motel. Upon entering one of the rooms, i practically fuse the door to the frame while nodding off.
 
  • After Silas enters
"Uh, i didn't expect i would hear a responce like that from you, i am quite supprised."

I tell Mia.
 
I consider that murdering several fae in cold blood is somewhat out of character for me. I seem to have some instinctive knowledge of the Fae that gives me enough to dislike them combined with an instinctive ruthlessness to keep them in check.

I shake my head. I'm in control, not whatever powers keep being given to me. I need to be aware of whatever mental issues I may be developing so that I can keep them in check.

To make myself feel better, I teleport down into the hobs tunnels and forbid them from kidnapping any more humans. The surviving prisoners aren't in a very good mental state, and I'm tempered to mess around with their memories a bit to help them forget the trauma, but something warns me that's probably a bad idea.

What to do with them in the meantime then? I can't just send them back to the real world and leave them there, but I'm fairly certain none of the Sidhe are great psychologists.
 
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