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Rahegalhoff meanwhile advanced upon Pengu.

"Show me your Censorship License, as granted by The Department of Communications, and stamped by The Department of Hypernet Affairs, signed off on by M.O.M. Otherwise, stop it. You may not censor others without a properly obtained license, not even for fun. Especially not for fun. As clearly stated by Bureaucratic Law, Fun is especially prohibited and against the Law in all its forms. Even children require a license to have fun." Rahegalhoff growled.

He appeared serious, but that's because he was, Rahegalhoff did not possess a sense of humor.

Pengu grinned at the request.  "Sure, hang on" he said simply as he dug into his pockets.  "Let's see...cooking license, dog license, knitting license...ah!" He said as he pulled out a unique paper with censored writing on it.

He then handed his paper over.  "There you are, my Censorship license.  It took me a few classes before I was able to get that one, but I'd say it was worth it." he said with a smile.

Don't worry I should be just fine...

*the changeling seems to vibrate and then in her hand is a syringe filled with what can be assumed is alicorn blood, The only reason why this assumption can be drawn is a tiny puncture wound at the neck of Starfire*

With this blood I can absorb some of your DNA at least for the battle boosting my resistance to the blade...It should level the playing field making his blade not fatal and allowing regeneration, however with the genetic hardening I will be left without natural body armor nor able to dissipate molecularly to pratically allow attacks to phase through me, Alteast all of my dimensional tearing powers will still work, time however will not. the changeling says as she preps a site for the needle around her wrist.

*she jabs it in and her form reverts to her more equine natural changeling form in presence of the alicorn blood*

Ok now i feel as i should offer some compensation...I guess money, women, and land are out of the question so....

*the most pained expression lights up her face*

I guess a compliment to such a NICE FREIND. She clenches her teeth like she was the one who just got injected.

*The painful expression seems to make her shake like she is holding so much back*

YOU STARFIRE ARE THE MOST GREATEST PERSON I KNOW AND I SHALL REMEMBER YOU AS THE *cough only* ALICORN I TRUST AND RESPECT TO BE SUCH A NICE FREIND. the painful expression nearly draws her to tears.

*After she stops she begins gasping for air like that was the most strenuous activity imaginable*

 

"Thank you. With my blood at full strength, wounds heal slowly, but they do heal." Starfire said.

Else meanwhile was carried out by medics. Kalia washed her off with water from the fountain, then tapped a brick in the wall. Else started glowing, and coughed her way back to life.

"I lost." she said sadly.

"It is proof that the four people are not fit for any war. you were the most dangerous among them, and you lost to a fat old man armed with gas." Deep Blue said.

The crowd waited for Chrysalis to appear.

"In this instance, you must go out first." Rahegalhoff told Chrysalis, satisfied with Pengu's license.

*Before she leaves she kneels down in front of the queen*

Your strength matters not... your war is not your own now...it is my peoples and i promise you this...

*she moves into whisper*

your people will build on the bones of their race, be fueled by their blood, and strengthened by their agonizing deaths . she lovingly whispers to the sleeping queen.

*she then walks to the arena gate being the first to enter she wishes to have a word*

know this all who watch...What you shall see in what I inflict upon my foe will be quite graphic...so graphic your mind will likely be censored with images to help make sense of the carnage, the gore, and the destruction you are about to witness....

*she turns to where her enemy will appear*

And know this my enemy...I will take great sexual pleasure as I do things indescribable to what will be at the end of the day piles of various bodily fluids, some unknown substances, and strange meat. she says as she prepares herself for battle a exotic pullarm/gunblade in her hand and champions armor she scavenged off of a woman who's name rhythms with squawk.

OOC: The following entrance inspired by my own hellish night-terrors and Kane's Burned Entrance them from the WWE Attitude Era.

IC:

"Then that makes two of us." A malevolent voice said.
"If not three."" A voice born of purest Wrath added.

Storm clouds filled the sky, and a storm broke out over the open air arena. But what fell was not rain, but Blood, and wherever the blood struck, fire did burn. The Audience screamed and ran for cover, knowing who was coming. Sir Rahegalhoff sat unconcerned in the front row in his gleaming white armor, Starfire next to him. Both had umbrellas that were proof against the rain.

A bolt of Red lightning struck the ground before Chrysalis, and where it struck came not just fire, but the unending fires of Hell. Black as night, tinged with blood they did burn, and they spread forth, unstoppable, unopposable save by purest Holy. The wailing screams of the damned and tormented could be heard as a pool of liquid brimstone formed in the center of the great lake of Hellfire, hands, faces desperate for salvation gripped in futility at the edges of the lake.

In the center of the Brimstone, a pair of glowing red eyes emerged, and began to risee, bringing with it a steed born of terror and nightmare. It was Equine in form, but not in nature. Its teeth were not those of an herbivore, but the sharpened carnivorous fangs of a predator, its feet were not hooves, but sharpened deadly claws. It had wings, but they were not soft and feathery, rather they were the leathery wings of a Demon. Its mane and tail were made of Hellfire that did not spread. As the brimstone washed off the beast, Armor Plating was revealed, a saddle on its back. This, this was no Alicorn like Starfire. This ancient beast was the father of The Nightmares, he was the first Nightmare Stallion, the first born son of The Deadly Sin of Wrath. This was The Demon Horse known only as Hellfire.

A bolt of Red Lightning struck Hellfire's back directly on the saddle, and the creature was encaged in a storm of Red Electricity as all the Hellfire and Brimstone surged up the beast and around it, leaving only its face to grin at Chrysalis in anticipation of devouring her flesh and rending her muscles from her bone in a gory display that would sicken all future changlings who knew of this day. The Hellfire and Brimstone, yea, even the damneded souls wailing in their torments began to take shape, first into a pair of armor shod feet that sat in the stirrups at Hellfire's side, the storm of Red Electricity lost in the nightmarish blaze, which coalesced further into a fully armored man, wearing the darkest of black sitting astride Hellfire's back. He looked identical to Rahegalhoff in every way, except in the eyes. Where as one held purity and peace, this one astride Hellfire, held only Malevolence born from millennia of unchecked Evil.

She could feel his presence, even without looking, a revolting feeling in the pit of her stomach that sickened her. Else shed a tear, certain Chrysalis was about to be destroyed.

Dark Rahegalhoff brought out a blade, his legendary sword, innocence. It was just as described. The blade was blood red, the hilt was black, and the ghostly image of an innocent newborn baby could be seen. It was written that the forging of the blade had required the sacrifice of purest innocence, unspoiled by the world. As Chrysalis looked, the more she looked, the more it seemed that baby, was a baby changling....

Hellfire and Rahegalhoff strode forward through the burning battlefield, unspeakable levels of Violence clear in their intent. A bolt of regular lightning flashed down, and up went Innocence. Starfire stood upon his hind legs, and clawed the air with his forelegs screaming a demonic scream as twin jets of fire shot out of his nostrils, his wings beating a war march as Dark Rahegalhoff cleaved the lightning in half with his sword. Hellfire came down with a heavy thud so great it shook the storm from the sky sending a great wave of Lightning and rain around them as they resumed marching on Chrysalis.

"This shall be a glorious kill. I am the Judge, Jury, and Executioner of your injustice and sins. The Penalty is Death. Now come, for my blade hungers, and we mustn't starve the baby." Dark Rahegalhoff growled.

With another Demon Scream from Hellfire, the pair charged Chrysalis, Rahegalhoff swinging to cleave her in half, Hellfire moving to bite her head off!

*Chyrsalis seemingly glows red empowered by the rage of her enemies, Glowing so bright It seems as if the sun itself crashed on the field, she was still trying to limit her power but the pure emotional energy she was absorbing was overloading her limiters and in result she seemed to switch into a purely demonic form anger and rage incarnate, she then drew blood from herself turning her blade acidic and made her charge at the 2 breaking the sound barrier in the process*

*at that moment when the 2 collided the arena grew far bigger but no one really notices for in everyones mind the images were replaced with Hellsing ultimate Abridged which in comparison was not even crass in the slightest*

EP1
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TgnIjJexut4
EP2
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5uIVkhtU1Ls
EP3
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SWynPcFRzWU

*what seemed like mins were days as time itself in that arena bended to accommodate the great battle*
 
*at the end of the battle it was practically a draw for it appears the changeling changed into some great beast was bleeding, Dark Rahegalhoff was impaled in his own blade still alive but stuck, and the alicorn hellfire was in bed with what appeared to be rasafarian asian prostitutes but had all of his legs removed?*

*the battle was truly one big mind eff and had to be stopped before the very realm collapsed in on itself*


*They all simply collapsed from exhaustion and in result all disqualified from the games*
 
(OOC:seriously I think this battle should be as vague as possible, nor should it have a true victor rather it should simply end, chyrsalis is out but never truly died nor did the enemy but rather they could not continue to fight with the condition they were all in and in result did not get the crowds approval to move on)

OOC: I can handle that.

IC:

The trio were carried out by medics, and tended to.

Else was playing with a hundred gold pieces she'd been given as earnings for lasting two rounds in the Arena.

Chrysalis, having gone three rounds was given two hundred gold pieces.

"Earnings from fighting in the Arena." Kalia explained after Chrysalis had been healed.

"Well, since we can't continue, I hear they have a super-massive mall we can spend these at." Else said, excitedly.

*the queen awakens from her hospital bed with a piercing headache*

Ohhh God.....That. Was. Weird. the changeling punctuates the emphasis with pain.

*she then slowly gets up and notices the other 2 combatants in bed in slightly a worse shape than herself*

At least it was not hell just for me. the changeling remarks grabbing her gold.

*she then realizes what she was doing in the first place*

HOLY @!#@ ELSE, WHAT ABOUT THE PANDORIAN WORLDS!!! she shouts concerned as hell.

*she then begins to grip her shoulders and shakes Else*

We were suposed to learn how to fight them better, or Get some allies or something...Actually I don't know what we were doing, But I swear that deep blue voice told us to do something. she shouts.

*she then composes herself and realizes who she really is*

I mean for your peoples sake...I am not concerned at all...no really I am certain My empire could OBLITERATE those stupid brethren moon knockoffs. she says with a certain confidence.

"The Arena was one possibility. The Pandorian worlds will not attack, unless you attack them first, and having investigated Else's timeline, they did infact decide to give up Insectum, which means you have until Time itself ends to figure out what you want to know about them. Theoretically, you could just leave them alone and never think about them again. There are other places in Warhaven that hold knowledge." An old man said next to Kalia. His suit was decorated with Time Symbolism.

"You have GOT to try his tea, it's beyond belief!" Else enthused, sipping a cup.

*the queen sits down but does not drink a cup of tea*

Ok first who are you my good sir...you seem familiar to me yet not all the same? she inquires as she looks the man in his eyes.

"I'm not surprised, we've spoken before, yet this is the first time we've met. I've leant a hand on occasion, my wife and I with the circumstances of your existence when you needed it most, and even when you didn't. Those iterations of me you've met, all came after this particular point in Time and Space. We spoke only briefly, brief lessons and concise pointers, with only the promise that we'd already met in the future, you see, The Future is now. I am Chron Jugis, one of the 12 Ancient Masters of Warhaven. My wife is Stella Jugis. I am Time. She is Space." The old man said, introducing himself.

*the changeling looks at the 2 with some suspicion*

I am uncertain if that is fact for what i do perverts the very concepts of reality... folding,bending, twisting, and tearing the very realms towards my gain...

*she then looks a bit somber*

If you were the true concepts in which you represent I would have been erased from existence to bring back stability to the state of realms...

*she decides to check on her former opponents to see if they were recovering...and DNA gathering of course*

They were, Kalia working on them with a number of assistants.

"Oh, we're not Gods dear, we turned Godhood down, it would be too limiting an experience. Thus it is that I can assure you, what you have said is true, but it is only part of a greater truth. There are sides to the Multi-verse that are so alien and foreign to all that you know and understand, that you cannot conceive of them. This is true for you, and all beings connected to you, even those beyond the fourth wall. The Multi-verse is infinite you see, with just as many time streams as there are spaces. Space Time Continuums so numerous, your disruption of a few one is fully irrelevant.

Especially since your very existence could be viewed in a different non-disruptive manner." Chron pointed out.

Then there are the 12 Dominions of magic, ahh, but first a quick check of Palace Energies." Xos said.

With that, he stopped and concentrated. They'd been walking through gates and archways, having never once stepped foot outside, yet had traveled across half of Kessingale in a short amount of time. Clearly magic had been at play somehow.

Crystallis queried, "Teleportation magic?"

"Indeed, a popular set of spells in the dominions of Dimensional Magic. Dimensional Magic is better categorized by its component aspects, Time, and Space. Both are powerful alone, but their greater when they combine. My dear friends Chron and Stella Jugis research the two. Their husband and wife you see.

Of course, we have the four basics, Fire, Water, Sky, and Earth. Sky holds wind and Lightning, Earth covers Animals, Plants, Rocks, Metals. The Fifth Dominion is Spirit, from which all Healers and Necromancers derive their powers.

Beyond those we also have the power of Creation and Destruction, bound to a single shared domain. Summoning Is its own category. Written Magic grew exponentially once my good friend Scria discovered any language can be used for magic, not just certain ones or certain symbols. Sir Rahegalhoff Mesquchoku, both of them as there are exactly two versions of the man, cover the dominion of Vice and Virtue, and that domain can be very religious, very fast.

That leaves me. I'm the most dangerous of them all, for my domain is Omnimancy, the magic of Energy, or as some schools put it, the magic of magic. I can use any spell ever conceived of, and can even blend and combine spells in new ways.

I suppose it can be found in our own studies. My friends and I purport that it is not the learning of spells that matters, rather it is how magic itself functions that matters when teaching students. After all, everyone thinks differently, has their own imagination, their bound to create their own spells. Better that they understand how it all functions so they don't blow themselves to smithereens trying to get creative." Xos said conversationally.

He'd turned and walked again, now leading Crystallis through a garden full of exotic and rare magical plants.