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LopenTheTwoArmedHerdazian

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  1. As the bones of Valvoch burned reality started... bending. instead of a sleek black coffin Jaks saw a doorway with an hourglass emblem on the front. As the fire engulfing the bones turned black the door flew open, and Jaks was pulled into something that looked like a cross between a necromacer's lair and one of the most high tech laboratories in the world. Lasers powerful enough to torture inter-dimensional beings rested on grimoires reproduced by enslaved Darkhor monks, and cages full of various radiant spren with binding spells on them were guarded by seons and skyzes wearing the latest in scadralian fashion. in the centre of this whole mess a figure stood, his clothes shifting constantly, but his gravitas remaining the same. One second he was wearing a cloak darker than a starless night, the next the robes of a monk, and then ripped jeans and a t-shirt for Aluminium Zeppelin. He was hunched over a table upon which lay a figure that was... human... but not quite. It was of flesh yet every once in a while you could see the Dor erupt from a cut on its forearm, and wisps of stormlight seemed to replace the being's hair. Hanging from the ceiling was a tankard of liquid chromium that seemed to be feeding the thing through its tattoos which were a blend of glyphs and the steel alphabet and... somehow Aons? Except for the massive one on his chest, which was a Tear of Edgli. As Jaks gazed at this scene with wonder a drop of sulfuric acid landed on his boot, burning through it and causing him to let out a yelp, which broke the (currently) cloaked figure's trance and made him drop the waffle he had in his mouth. He quickly turned around and teleported over to Jaks with a swift motion that almost seemed like a step, but covered 20 metres. "My friend, you must be one of those followers I was told about on the tabloid spanreed. Kitted out with a platinum hourglass? Impressive. A true devotee of the cause. As you can see I'm currently... well I say dying but more collapsing in on myself. Too much power and all that. Currently making a successor for myself. Lovely chap, still haven't got a name for him though. Well he might choose one himself. Who am I to judge?" He chuckled as his face turned to bone for a few seconds and then back to that of a student who hadn't seen the sunlight in a few years. Or a razor. He noticed the flowers peeking out of the young man's cloak and quickly tossed them towards a little clay urn which seemed to be the only clean thing in this place. "Thanks" he muttered. "They were my daughter's favourite." He quickly snapped out of this sombre mood however and returned to his work, stitching shut the cut on his creation's forearm as he screamed something loudly in Ancient Makabaki. All Investiture stopped leaking out of the body and Lopen draped his cloak over it, where it turned into a black suit which seemed Awakened, although Death didn't require such technology for similar effects. He then touched his forehead, transferring a bit of his personality, and then dissipated a la Obi Wan Kenobi. "Almost forgot" his Cognitive Aspect said appearing next to Jaks. "Your reward." He handed Jaks a scroll and transported him to meet his family on the stunning beaches of Sel. His creation opened its eyes. "My name is... Malgorn." He took a waffle from the waffle storage unit, grabbed a few artefacts, and disappeared through a nearby alley.
  2. The actual one who popularised the Aon Tia card was me. You were the first person in canon to utilise Aon cardsbut I wasthe first one to actually use Aon Tia cards back when I was doing the whole alleyverse assemble thing. So Aon cards yes but actual credit for the Tia is upon Lopen.
  3. "16 years man. This is my daughter, Theodosia. I'm doing fine. We're thinking of getting back on to the Alleyverse scene now that I've finished training her in the art of Spiritual Realm manipulation. She's stronger than her own dad nowadays. She's so good at breaking the 4th wall... it's a sight to behold. Thee, show your uncle Mack." Theodosiasmiled and snapped her fingers as suddenly a crash sounded outside. A Delorian with Infinity stone encrusted handles appeared out of nowhere and seemed to have shattered the 4th wall. It was a Delorian made of... waffles. Truly Lopen's daughter.
  4. Lopen pulled a has organ out if thin air and hit Mack over the head with it, after which he played the jazz organ part from 'Love and Happiness' by Al Green. "Hey old friend."
  5. Warhammer 40K came after Death though.
  6. The Death Guard all fell dead, their corpses covered in frost even though it was about 20°C around them. As they died they all came to the same realisation simultaneously, as if the thought was planted in their heads. They should not have took Death's name without asking first. Copyright laws were really tight around here.
  7. A man appeared near a DIDGERIDOO table and sat down. He looked much... not older but... wiser now. Anyone who looked into his eyes instantly turned away because the wealth of knowledge in them was so great that one that stared into them would be driven mad within minutes. Last time someone had seen him was... 16 years ago now. Back then he'd appeared more intimidating, but with time he'd learned to control his powers without necessarily needing to look terrifying. If he needed to wipe out a planet or something of the sort he would need to take up his old mantle but for now he could retain his human face. A beautiful young woman appeared beside him. She had her father's eyes, but she also gave off an aura of calming magnificent power. The blood of a great man flowed in her veins, and part of the spirit of a God was attached to her spiritweb. The man walked up to the counter. It seemed to almost bow to him, acknowledging the power that stood before him. "All the waffles you have please. It's my daughter's 19th birthday, so could you please make them by secret recipe number #67? I created that one for her years ago andshe still adores them." "But sir... that was created by the late Lopen back before the great war. Who might you be?" "The late Lopen huh? I am very punctual actually."
  8. This is beautiful. I was there at the creation of this RP and I never envisioned such beauty as Alleyverse memes.
  9. Death heard Yzabet screaming. 'WHY DOES LIFE ALWAYS COME BEFORE ME?! WHY CAN'T HE JUST STAND IN A QUEUE LIKE A NORMAL ANTHROPOMORPHISED CONCEPT?!'
  10. Death started humming to the Rhythm of Your Obedient Servant. damnation Hamilton was good. He saw a nearby soldier try to get close to the Worldspike. Fool. Death let a tendril of pure untamed investiture escape his mouth and strangle the man. Death did the Darth Vader thing with his hand because it looked cool.
  11. Death appeared beside the worldspike. The pineapple death was there. He patted it on the top and moved on. It was a part of him he loved himself for making. He hated dealing with pineapples in the past.
  12. Hm strange. The waffle mix was too independent to be created through means other than through recipe. It reverted to stone. Fine. At least they looked all weird now.
  13. Oh the stone soldier things. He forgot that the Black Crusade asked him to deal with them. He reached out and turned all stone that could fight to runny waffle mix.
  14. He noticed one of the Ghostblpods was killing his friends. Bad Veil. For now though, spiritbending them was a bit too significant because people would say it's godmodding. Sure. So he just summoned a 10 inch thick zorb of aluminium around Veil, which quickly collapsed to the ground. Inside the zorb Veil heard a voice. 'Want to eat food at some point in the near future? Please sign this document signing away your rights to waffles for the rest of your life.'
  15. Death roared in triumph as he appeared on the battlefield, everyone within 100 feet of him falling from the force that he exuded. They may bring him, but they still feared him. This is why a fifferemt aspect of his being was needed. One that was less scary yet had some similar powers. Aang. He became Aang, and reached over to a nearby GB skybreaker, and spiritbent his spren from him and healed the cracks in his soul. The man was in pure shock as his blade dissapeared and a Black Crusade sword entered the man's chest to the hilt. Not what Aang intended, but it was a consequence of his actions. He accepted and shifted back to death as he needed to strike fear into the squad of windrunners that were ready to attack him. He rose on his wings of fire to their level and smiled. Three of them wet their trousers, two of them fell to the ground, while the rest just lashed themselves away as quickly as they could. Now that fear had been induced into their souls their side's evil plans would be easier to deal with. He took out a mobile phone and called an old friend. He said he would be here by the dawn of the third day. Good. He made the best damnation appletinis this side of the 13th wall.
  16. Death made the aluminium into iron, pulled them out, healed the brain and made a little... change to Mace's spiritweb. "Do you want some steel (or any other metal) to compound or do you have your own?" he asked, offering Mace a bag of steel.
  17. Time froze. Death offered him his life. But in exchange he needed something. 'Make me co funeral director'
  18. Death noticed that Mace was wearing a sherrif's hat, and he liked Bob Marley, so he shot the sherrif. Several times. In the head. With aluminium bullets. They lodged in Mace's brain.
  19. Wrong. Death always wears black. The tutu turned black as soon as it touched him, and damnation, he didn't just pull it off. He storming rocked that look. At any point if he wanted he could just kill that cosmic hand, but no. Death, unlike the cosmic hand, had class. Death had style.
  20. Death grabbed the slime and turned it into a solid. He then opened his hand and revealed a key. "He who wishes to enter the future must at first unlock their past. This is my first clue. The key is hidden yet constantly seen. It is new yet old. They who solve the riddle shall move unlock the next part of my challenge. May the Force be with you."
  21. "I was thought of before life. I have always been feared, since the first death. Life is a hippy anthropomorphised concept, created by those weedsmoking Beetles loving hippies. Life is fickle, and always loses to me. Including this time." Death didn't need to do anything to the fourth wall. As always, works of Life fail quickly in the presence of Death. He gave it his best smoulder and it vanished from this dimension. Time to have some fun. First thing's first: where the hell was that one ring to rule them all? He needed some dwarf bois, and comparethemidget.com was glitching. Oh and he really wanted to meet some Black Lanterns. They were pretty good lads and he let their work slide.
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