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Post by LILITH DU MOURIER on Jun 6, 2010 21:01:30 GMT -5
  - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Summoning just one of the siblings wasn't enough. No, he needed to summon another. He could feel himself more tired than usual from summoning Leviathan, but he had to bring one more, or else he wouldn't feel as if the spell was complete.
And because of his compulsion, he decided to summon Mammon, the sibling of greed. He was committing the sin currently, but he couldn't bring himself to care. He was a witch, his soul was hell-bound anyways... that was, whenever he decided to die. Of course, that was his theory. He didn't know what happened to a witch's soul when he died-- he was a shard of a soul. He was broken.
Disregarding his own health completely, he placed his palms once more on the symbols on the floor. He could feel the familiar glow and warmth as he summoned Mammon from the depths just as he had done the man's sister before him.
He felt completely exhausted when he was finished, and it took all of his power just to push himself back up to his feet. "Welcome," he said in a warm voice that betrayed the cold look in his eyes. "I've already summoned your sister, so I'll make this brief. You should already know the rules-- I am your master, you are my servant. ... And I will not ask much of you, but when I give an order I expect you to obey it or I will banish you back from wence you came."
He would wait for a reaction before continuing. He wanted to make sure that they were on the same page before he continued-- daimons could be stubborn and try to bend the rules, and he was dealing with greed here.
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N otes: I hope you'll enjoy your time rping here!
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Post by SHANE DEVONTE ANUBIS on Jun 7, 2010 4:44:12 GMT -5
 (i'm still alive, but i'm barely breathing.)j u s t p r a y i n g t o a g o d t h a t i d o n ' t b e l i e v e i nMammon let out a shriek of pain, as he felt himself being summoned, literally TORN from the spirit world. From amongst the mountains of precious gems and metals that tried so hard to please him, only to fail; the only thing he never tired of was the screams of human suffering, basking in their own weight of their greed, the metals burying them in a luxurious eternal grave. He smirked, as he was ripped from his world that he had long tired of, into the earth, where greed was abundant. Money is the root of all evil; and that made him the king of all evil.
He appeared in front of the-girl? He looked at the witch, his blank, white eyes grazing over it's features. It had to be a girl, no doubt. But that's not what his senses told him; that the feminine beauty that stood in front of him was, in fact, female. He blinked twice to make sure it wasn't an illusion by the witch, but there he stayed, while not a part him believed it could be. He shook it off, as he scanned over himself; his milky white eyes, that slight tint of pale mint green in his ivory skin, and his gnarly teeth, like needles, that were carefully enveloped in his soft lips. He looked up at her, scowl on his face, deciding that, to get what he wanted he would need do what she says in order to get what he wanted, or atleast agree to and disobey later. "Yes, master, I will follow your every command, precisely and swiftly. I am your loyal servant for summoning me upon this earth, and I will obey your every command.", he hissed, lying through his pointy little teeth, which looked liek thye should belong to an pirahna, struggling to get the words out that differed his personality so much. Not that he wasn't thankful (but only a little, as he wasn't good at appreciating things), but the entire ritual felt like kissing the witch's ass to him, and he wasn't a person to kiss asses; probably unlike Leviathan before him, who's starvation for jealousy-fueled hatred probally had her bowing down to the androgynous witch.
But however reluctantly, the daimon nodded to seal the deal, before gazing down at his demonic form, giving the witch a scowl as he looked up. "Fix this.", he demanded, not trying to be polite with him, just giving him a straight-forward demand as he did with everyone. Then again, he did summon Greed in the flesh, what did he expect? |
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Post by LILITH DU MOURIER on Jun 9, 2010 1:24:31 GMT -5
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Leave it to Greed to be the demanding one. Lilith would have usually been amused had he not felt so tired. Summoning Envy had taken a lot out of him. But Lilith was determined to make sure that everything was perfect. He wanted all of the siblings there on the island to wreak havoc. But he was going to need time before summoning another.
His eyes narrowed as he felt the demon mock him. At least, that was how Lilith took it. "Now see here. It will be MY power that keeps you in this world for as long as you are of use to me. By summoning you like this, you are oblidged under contract. And you know fully well that violating that contract means immediate dismissal.
Even if Lilith was not in the presence in which Greed committed a tear in their contract, he would immediately find himself dragged back into the other world just as he had been ripped from it. "Judging by your attitude, I'm going to have to be extra precise with your instructions. ... Firstly, no one in this household is to be harm. That includes myself-- which is in the contract. Nero, Leandro, and Shaun. Furthermore, any plotting with our enemies or those whom dislike us will also earn you immediate dismissal."
He took a deep breath before continuing. "Cause as much havoc as you will otherwise. My summoning of you is not for you to carry out anything so specific other than to destroy our enemies. You may toy with as many people as you wish to in the time between your job."
Lilith waved his hand in order to change the man's appearance before he gestured to the mirror. This would be Greed's first time getting a human form-- just like his siblings before him. Lilith was gifting them with it in order for them to walk about unnoticed.
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N otes: Just as a precautionary note: Lilith is summoning the sins because as far as magic go, they are second only to witches (witches being their bosses, generally); and because they carry so much power, for the siblings Lilith needed to summon them so that their power won't run too amock ^_^ Hence why his rules are in place. Just a small explanation in case you were curious! At this point in time they do have to be obeyed, and if that ever changes, I will let everyone know! (that's also why he doesn't have too many rules XD Just enough.)
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Post by SHANE DEVONTE ANUBIS on Jun 9, 2010 2:28:09 GMT -5
(i'm still alive, but i'm barely breathing.)j u s t p r a y i n g t o a g o d t h a t i d o n ' t b e l i e v e i nHe nodded, knowing that the witch's powers far surpassed his own, but he knew that it'd only be more of this. More demanding and not getting, but to hell if he was going to learn to deal with it. But, he decided with him, it was best to swallow his pride and and go with it. He wasn't asking much, but his respective sin beckoned to him with everything he did, never resisting the urge to want more and sacrificing his self-control because of it. It almost took energy out of him to not do so.
He nodded, through the conditions, half-heartedly agreeing but ultimately respecting the rules. If he had pupils, he was sure they'd be rolling in ridicule. It was only because they seemed to be trimmed almost to his liking, nothing too specific or restricting. But, he never knew: what if he grew to desire one of the tenants of the house later? He continued to listen, completly agreeing on the last part. While he had many flaws, betrayal wasn't one of them.
A toothy smile spread across his jade face as the witch spoke of his freedoms. He could only imagine the pain he would wreck upon the island, knowing he would soon make it come to sweet truth. "Oh, you can count on that." the daimon hissed, his milky-white eyes narrowing, as if giving her a sample of what evil lay behind those eyes. He turned to the silver-toned mirror, seeing his pistachio tint skin turn into a soft peach and pupils filling out his eyes. As his sharp teeth drew in to become a normal, human jaw, he looked on in vanity at the attractive face that stared back at him; luckily, deception was one of his specialties.
All in good time, this island will be fucking mine, he thought to himself in his mind, though he was sure the mischievous smirk on his face spoke for him. |
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