Absolute
Ascension
Event
"The time for my ascension is upon you, I've finally reached my true form"
[Phobos has reached true Godhood, can you stop him?]
the mass of darkness peel away in a heated beam vaporizing all it touches
the heated red glow of his crimson lense illuminating his face
"Your mockery of me will end here, Doctor"
The taller personally didn't want to acknowledge his rants and raves
Machine gun left to float as he lifted up and back a mass of darkness gathering against his clawed finger
"You want to taste my POWER, Jeb, you'll get a full course meal and for dessert
your corpse"
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"You speak of my confidence, and yet have no consciousness of your own /confident/ demeanor."
Jeb slowly lifted off the ground, only hovering slightly, ready to move
"You speak as if I am shrouded in delusion, and yet you boast of your own alleged power."
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"I'm well aware, I played on melting your skull and all of the itty bitty organs inside of you like a soup"
His hand form another black mass against the tip of his finger
"Ouch, and here I thought you enjoyed my company but alas you're probably distracting me while they slaughter worthless clones and steal prototype weapons for that insufferable doctor
the one that revives Hank, the old one"
The specification was unnecessary to say the least
"You're oh so confident aren't you, that holy persona can only protect you from beings lesser than myself"
Sword raised firearm primed
"You'd need more power than that to protect yourself from me"
"As if that's the case, if such was true I wouldn't be so interested in making you cry in agony"
of course, such could be as a fucked up form of gratification
however he would simply disagree with that statement and continue along with his intention to maim Jeb
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"Hm, you have an odd way of showing when you /like/ someone, I almost feel sorry for those who worship you."
His free hand had all ready brought his shield up, ready for whatever move the other pulled
His gun was out now, pointed at the other behind the shield, ready.
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"Because it's run by family dumbshit, but your loss try not to catch a stray bullet for Hank and the ugly one with no shirt"
He absolutely knows Sanford Isn't actually ugly, but he finds that saying so always bothers Hank and Deimos
it's amusing to say the least
"Always so ready to suffer, that's what I like about you. Because oh you're about to suffer immensely"
Blade pointed at him sly grin crossing his single eyed features.
he would make the most of the soon to be mangled traitor before him stepping forward gradually
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A day of relaxation.
That is all he asked for, for someone with as weary bones as himself
Unfortunately he would not get that, as he witness his former director descend
"Unfortunately for you, my plans are more than capable of being flexible."
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