Post by Abaddon on Oct 3, 2010 15:32:39 GMT -5
I am the Alpha and the Omega
[/size]Though there was no war left here, it did not mean battles were still going to be fought. He frequented this area often, with his blade in one hand, his laser cannon in the other, he felt there was no stopping him. Hoof-like feet thumped softly on the ground as he made his way through, he kept an upright position, always seeming to look ahead, never looking back, never looking down, only walking forward. He was bored. That was the end of that. While he was still internally holding a grudge against the trio who gave him his only defeat, it was just a tiny poke inside compared to the extreme boredom he was feeling right now. It was desolate here, perhaps he should head back and go to the Slave Village to terrorize some people---------------------------------------------Inventory---------------------------------------------Yes, that was always fun, watching them scatter and scream as he gave suit. The thought of them one day rising up to take him down did enter his mind, but he dismissed it. Whatever trap they would try on him, he would turn it around on them in some form or fashion. Abaddon was arrogant, and he would not deny it either.
He was tempted to bellow out for someone to come fight him, but that was stupid. Only newbies pulled that sort of battle-cry. Instead, the calm and collected demon beast moved onwards, his blade and his cannon were limp at his side. Eyes were constantly scanning the horizon, watching, waiting, listening. Certainly someone would realize he was here soon and come to see him, right---------------------------------------------Inventory---------------------------------------------The sky was dark, and the lines along his armor would occasionally glow as he moved along, almost as though it were the beating of his own heart causing it...if he even had a heart. It seemed there was nothing here, perhaps he should leave---------------------------------------------Inventory---------------------------------------------Yes, that was an idea. Abaddon came to a stop, standing almost like a statue as he looked around once again. All that was here were nothing but old swords, none were comparable to the blade he had!
The Beginning and the End
