[This is the intro the the game Cry Wolf, we are still looking for people to join. We might need more wolves and sheep let me know~ Read the artist comment for the journal link]
There were a lot of things he's done, but this was a first. A twisted little game of life and death. He heard about it from another and toyed with the idea for awhile, it amused him greatly. Getting to play god, if there was even a god, doubtful. It was something he enjoyed, being a demon lord you don't often get to do things for fun like this. All work and no play made a demon lord dull. So a little game of cry wolf with a certain number of players who didn't want to be part of it. Now this would be fun.
They'd be waking soon, groggy and dazed. Finally when the fog cleared they'd figure out that they were not in the comforts of their homes anymore. Bewildered they will look for answers in each other, all strangers, and then try to find their way back home. Or to help. They wouldn't find it not out here. They were in a small cabin like house, in a thick dense dark forest. A perfect setting for his little game. He couldn't help but smile a little at this thought. Not much longer they'll be awake and searching for answers.
"Master" A silky smooth voice called from his right, he didn't have to look to know who it was. His loyal, what could he call her? Servant? Mistress? Subject? Hm well whatever she was, was now returning with new he presumed. The cat like figure easily and quietly slipped to his side and wrapped her arms around his. "Master, they have awaken" Her deep purple eyes flashed with mirth. She was enjoying this as much as he was. Cobra was the one who ended up bringing all the players here, he wasn't quite sure how she got them here but it didn't matter. She was the one who did the dirty work for him, he didn't like to get his hands dirty and she was a far better assassin then he was. She didn't make such a mess, and death was often quick and painless in her hands.
He could now hear murmurs from the cabin as panic was setting in for the players, he could tell a few were trying to comfort and a few others were already planning to explore the surrounding area for help. Of course they would, and of course they'd all come no one wanted to be alone not here.
His twisted smile widened as the pattering of foot falls were getting closer. Very soon so very soon they'd be meeting their fate. As they turned the corner a sudden sharp sound of gasping filled the air, they weren't expecting to meet someone so soon, and not someone like him. He didn't' blame them, everything about his reeked of evil, his eyes were deep dark red, they looked shallow and sunk in because the black coloring around them. His twisted smile was one only someone truly evil could wear, and his long dark regal clothing didn't help it either. "Welcome." His deep dark voice made a few shutter.
A few males stepped forward as if to try and be hero's to protect the others. "Who are you?!?" The male that spoke up first, was Ty. Brave soul, to be the one to break the ice. He chuckled a deep throaty chuckle, "I am Zalvamor, Demon Lord." He did a slight bow "This is Cobra, the one who brought you all here." She flipped her hair and gave them a smug smile. "Why?" "What do you want with us!?" The smallest female what was her name, Zephyro? Spoke up slightly but remained hidden in the group, and another male, Civic was demanding to know what was going on. Such strong personalities. To bad he had to kill some of them.
"You are here because you are now part of a game. Cry Wolf. Among you are wolves, these wolves work for me." He couldn't help but widen his grin when they all started eying on another. "You are sheep, and your objective is simple. To win you must eliminate ALL of the wolves. If you don't you loose. And trust me you don't want to loose." His voice got darker and demanding at the end. "So if you want to live get rid of the wolves and you all will be returned to your normal lives like nothing ever happen. There is no escape, we'll be watching and waiting, the game starts now... Enjoy." The last not was a bit to joyful for them he could tell this would be fun.















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I am what you make of me. In some cases, I'm a baked potato.
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Also, I have a character who is pretty much perfect for the role of Zalvamor lol. Gawd, I wanna make this into movie now! (or a flash lol). I have like the best dark voice ever
Anyway, nicely written. I'm beginning to enjoy this.
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I am what you make of me. In some cases, I'm a baked potato.
I think alot of people do, but this is just scratching the service of Zalv ;3. But those characters like that are always fun~ Now that would be sooo interesting to see! A bit horrorfic but awesome to see.
Thank you c: shortly I hope to start the whole deal and get to the fun scenes~
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