Omac was spinning his comfy chair behind Kris office. He held a contract that could bring him his victory. More importantly though, he has reached a new hight. As he stepped outside of the office, now wearing a suit and a red tie, he flicked his fingers at the sight of a blood red lightning strike like a streams of blood flowing through the sky. As he walked around the now decaying town he flourished in glee. For a moment, he began to break into song. "Oh I love to be the villain! Spiky hairs and grizzly eyes." He even spun around a pole. "Oh I love to be evil, love to be the bad guy." He stomped forwards, each stepping clashing with the ground like miniature earthquakes. "I get to be just trouble, oh I'm bad to the bone." He leapt over a pile of bones. "You wouldn't know the half of why." He rolled mid air, and landing in a fancy post, the tone of his singing becoming more quiet. "I'm better off..." then he looked around at the near emptiness of downtown. "Alone..."
The creature on the ground returned to him. "Thou has posted one too many! Thou shall not post anymore." It looked to Omac, eyeing him like pray. "Tasty little Toastman warned them, he did. He told them not to post here or there, he told them to run away. They didn't listen, oh how they never listen!"
"Eh, I tried." Omac shrugged. "It's not my fault they refused to listen to me, again. I am surprised at how generally powerful and more devilishly handsome, and maybe a little actually devilish, I've become since you started consuming souls. Maybe something to do with that whole contract thing I signed?" He looked down at the paper that Storm had signed, giving Omac permission to let anyone kill Storm without consequence. "Speaking off... Oh but how easy it would be to end this game right now..." He shrugged again and used his powers to burn the contract to ash. "But where is the fun in that?" He then motioned to the monster. "I have no souls for you tonight, unless something fun happens, but we're very close to reaching our goals."
"Yes..." The beast calmly spoke. "But that is okay. The dead could not be silenced, we reached 100 posts we did, and now our forth seal is dunzo! Oh how the bread crumbs have led them to slaughter. Oh how the slaughtered daughter is getting hotter, hotter then hell!" The creature began to speak more nonsense. "Silly spooks, mentors and fools, now that the fourth seal is broken, we can welcome the ghouls. Oh soon is the fifth, the one where hell will break loose, when a storm is brewing, for his death is soon."
The Fourth Seal has been broken.
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Nobody died this post. Duke has two days. Cfavano has been tagged. The end is near.
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