King Frith (Anti RP)

Previous RP Tumblr: anti-schneeplestein. Roleplay revolving around my version of Antisepticeye! Age: Over 18

[antidemonrp]

Introduction Post!

So, I've decided to make an RP account, this time based on my own version of the Jacksepticeye character Anti. I used to have a RP tumblr called 'anti-schneeplestein', but deleted it coz I ran out of ideas.

Side Blog: @dawko-ego-rp

PLEASE NOTE THAT I’M BASED IN THE UK (BST Timezone)

RULES:

-Fictional violence is fine, but please don't include excessive and/or real gore in your posts/messages.

-No sexual themes! While I am over 18, sexual themes make me uncomfortable and I may not respond to those types of posts.

-Unless I use the OOC label, this account will be ENTIRELY roleplay-based!

//FRITH CORONATION DATE: 10th OCTOBER//

INFO:

Name: Frith (demon name - Irish for 'Anti')

Age: Unknown - believed to be hundreds of years old

Gender: Male

Race/Species: Glitch/Demon Height: 6'0

Description:

Anti is from a demon realm and is now the King of Demons. He has pale green skin, dark green short hair and pitch black eyes. Plus, he has a deep slit in his neck which is always bleeding. He also has no mouth on his face, but a huge mouth that covers most of his torso.

He has feline traits (which means, yes, he's fascinated by laser pointers). He is able to travel through electronic devices, but usually only does this to hide. He does have a short temper, but is also loyal and, at times, over-protective of people or creatures he likes. He's also sympathetic towards children, babies, foxes and cats. While he doesn't understand why he's sympathetic towards children, cats and foxes are an important symbol in his realm so they must be respected in his eyes.

If he's polite (e.g.: says 'sorry', 'please' or 'thank you') then it makes him sick and weak, which can worsen if he repeats these words in a short amount of time. The main symptons are bleeding eyes and harsh coughing, which makes his glitching hurt.

[aexphr]

i will not be explaining myself HAPPY IRON LUNG RELEASE DAY

[just-another-cat-blog]

pride month!!!

[daily-spedicey]

Day 23 Pride month special!! (ft. my headcanons)

bit of yapping under cut

Jackie is trans to me because in his comics, there's the underlying theme to his character of not fitting in and trying to provide a safe space to those who feel the same. Which. Obviously queerness but I like projecting so I HC him as trans!!

I HC Marvin as biromantic asexual because like. Just vibes honestly, I don’t have a deeper explanation than that.

My headcanon for Anti is that he’s aromantic and agender. Like. he just doesn’t give a shit. He is just an entity. Does not give a fuck about gender. Also aromantic because ew people, he doesn’t get into that feelings bullshit.

[antidemonrp]

*Frith runs in on all fours, the tongue from his stomach mouth was out, holding a rainbow pride flag and waving around*

ITS PR͗IͫDE ̳MO͘NTH̊ INͮ T̛HE HU̬MAN̻ R̿EͨALM̺ A͕GA͡AAIN YAA̸AAY! *he screams happily and excitedly: the Demon King loved Pride Month*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

(CONTINUED FROM PREVIOUS THREAD)

*Frith looked at the ground as the two walked into the mimic realm. He was trying not to sway round due to the constantly changing environment. However, he did notice that Darko wasn’t in his head anymore, and hadn’t since he’d stepped through the portal.*

Andrew seems unaffected by the changing environment, he's in a more flexible outfit this time. He looks around for Terrance

"Do you uh, think I'll find a mentor for my mimicry abilities?"

[antidemonrp]

*Frith glanced up* That’̹s wh̡at th̶e͗ t͞ournament is for,̪ for ̬y̆a. Once ̓the̯ sign ups have c̪oncluded,͙ th̋e r̨ul̆e͂s wi͔ll be͛ exp̫l̹ained ̾

*he explained slowly; he realized he didn’t have a clue what the event would entail. The circular space at the end of the pathway was crowded.

At the back of the space was a long wooden table with a placard sign next to it: ‘tournament sign ups here!’ Terrance was standing behind the table watching the line of demons write their names down and talking to a pink blob with four arms and hands*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew stands in line to sign up for the tournament, tail twitching nervously as he looked around

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance looked cheerful as he nodded along with the blob’s words, then his eyes wandered and smiled as he noticed Andrew. He waved then excused himself to go to the two*

Ya made it! I’m glad! *he called out as he approached them, then frowns* hopefully things got sorted *he said to Andrew*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Oh, yes. Things are fine now." Andrew replies, nodding

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance nodded then frowned a little as he saw Frith’s serious expression*

We ͠n͊e̛ed t͍o ̈́talk *he said quietly. Terrance opened his mouth to protest, but Frith narrowed his eyes* N̋òw.

*Terrance closed his mouth and nodded.* ok, but make it quick. I need to be here before the tournament starts.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Father arrested the demon butcher and he's currently imprisoned in the dungeons, and his sentence is banishment." Andrew explained quietly "We aren't sure where to send him where he cannot return or harm another demon."

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance looked shocked while Frith blinked and glitched a little, a bit annoyed*

Well͖, I w̴a͇s̰ ̤g̻onńa tell ̍ya in priv͐atḙ *Frith says quietly, growling the last word as he glares at Andrew. But he then huffs and looks at Terrance seriously* But…ye̎s. Tͪhat̂’s the͑ gist of it͑.̴

*Terrance blinks at them then exhales sharply* oh…wow…ok…*he blinks, and a slight relieved smile appears on his face as he thinks. Frith tried to hide his disgust as he spotted the smile*

Well…there is an unhabitied plot of land outside of this realm *Terrance shrugged* we never built on it and it’s far enough that no one goes there.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew looks down at the ground when his father glares at him, and decides to remain silent till his father makes a decision

[antidemonrp]

*Frith thinks, his ears twitching, then sighs*

Tͥha̋t sounds̍ lik͡e̾ ̃a ̔gͪood͝ idea. *he eventually says confidently, but he felt awful that he was sealing his best friend’s fate.*

Tran̺s̾port̡i͖ng̞ h̦im shoul̀dn̴’̡t ͪbe ̀too ̈́diffic̋ulẗ́,̡ I̟ can telepo͛rt to ẗh͆e out̟er realm̉ *he continued quietly while Terrance still looked thoughtful*

THE PRINCE OF DEMONS! *a thunderous voice boomed out suddenly from the table, calling Andrew up, and causing some demons to murmur*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew blinked, startled as he looked upwards towards the source of the voice at the table. Andrew walks up to the table

[antidemonrp]

*The pink blob was the one who had yelled. As Andrew walked up, it changed into a Toucan who bowed at him then pushed a spreadsheet towards him. It asked for a name, whether the demon was a first time participant or not and whether they were pure mimic or not.

One demon youngling with orange and yellow butterfly wings was standing nearby, and clearly wandered away from the crowd. He looked at Andrew with wide amazed eyes before nervously approaching him.

Frith and Terrance were talking about Darko’s imprisonment*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew writes down his name, lists himself as a first time participant, and writes down half mimic and half fire demon on the forms. The prince glanced towards the butterfly youngling

"Hello."

[antidemonrp]

*the young demon’s face brightens and his wings flap a little* hi! Are you Prince? My friend says you’re gonna win! *he says in a squeaky voice; he looked around 5 in human years.*

I’l͍l ͤma̝k̇e the̵ ͧa̡nn̾ounc̞ement of his͗ a͇rr̖e͎s̕t ̮once h̋e̐’̀sͤ mov͂ed, ͕sͥo my̔ people know they’re safe. *Frith explained to Terrance quietly, and the lizard nodded.*

Ok, then he should be moved as soon as possible *Terrance said.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew smiled

"Indeed I am. I'm glad you're friend thinks so!" He looks around "Where are your parents? You look quite young."

[antidemonrp]

*the young demon’s face brightens and he smiles widely, bouncing on his toes. But he then stops and sways a little* they round here… *he mumbled, making it clear he’d wandered off, before smiling again.* my friend say you can fly, but I never saw that. Do you have wings like me?

*the Toucan takes the spreadsheet and looks at it with a nod, before calling up the last demon.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew moves his coat slightly to reveal his wings

"I can fly and I do have wings, but I broke one a few weeks ago, so it's still healing." He answered "How about you show me where your parents are?"

[antidemonrp]

*The demon’s eyes widen in amazement as he gasps* wow…. *he whispers but then looks down a little guilty* erm…ok… *he mumbles before reaching up to take Andrew’s hand.

Frith and Terrance had moved nearer to the pathway back to the portal and Frith was clearly trying to hide his shock while Terrance looked stern*

Your majesty, we had to take precautions after Darko nearly wiped out our kind-

By placing a small explosive in the back of his neck *Frith finished breathlessly. He huffs and nods* ok…is it programmable? Or is there another way to get to the plot of land?

Not from the demon realm *Terrance thinks* I think it is programmable…I wasn’t the one who inserted it, so will have to check the temple…

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew ignores his fathers conversation and takes the childs hands

"Can you tell me where you saw your parents last?"

[antidemonrp]

*The little demon nodded, then looked round before walking in a random direction. Demons moved out of their way, some of them looking at Andrew confused then warmly as they realized the situation.*

MAMA! MAMA! *the demon called out.

Frith nodded* ok.̰ Ho̲w lọn͡g w̏i͆ll tha̓t take?

*Terrance shrugged* few days? One day? I’m not sure. But I’ll send someone to the castle once I have my answer. *he said, already knowing who to pick.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew smiled at the little demon running towards their mom, then he hears whispering and snickering. He turns his head to see the girl who'd thrown garbage at him earlier talking to a few other demons, and pointing at him

"I heard the prince doesn't have any actual powers yet.." Entropy whispered to another competing demon "The contest might be rigged too, considering whos participating.."

[antidemonrp]

*the little demon ran upto a butterfly-like creature who looked worried and hugged their son, then looked at Andrew and nodded a thank you.

Frith nodded, but Terrance’s attention had shifted, and his eyes narrowed at Entropy. Frith blinked then followed his gaze. Recognizing the demon from earlier, he glared and was about to walk towards her but stopped when Terrance put a hand on his shoulder.*

No, don’t. Lets just see what happens *Terrance said calmly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy continues her gossip and giggles, before cold water is "coincidentally" poured onto her. Andrew stood nearby, and theres a purple glow around the cup that had spilled onto Entropy

[antidemonrp]

*The two watched and Frith raised his eyebrows when the water hit her, while Terrance nodded as if confirming something. He then looked at Frith*

See? *he said softly then looked sympathetic* I know ya want to look out for him, but he has to learn to stand up for himself sometimes.

*Frith looked serious as he nodded, thinking back to Andrew telling Darko he was dismissed as a mentor* y̯ou’̿re ri͢ght…

*Terrance smiled then glanced back at the table: the blob was calling him over.* welp, that’s my cue. *he then smirks* ya might wanna get the Prince; tournaments starting *he said just as another demon’s booming voice announced the tournament.*

Make s̬ure h͎e’s ̴treated equal t͌ó ̿th̕e other part̥ic̥ipaͬnts *Frith said quietly before watching Terrance walk away. Frith then watched Andrew*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew walks over to Frith

"Hi dad! Uh, I'm kinda nervous.."

[antidemonrp]

*Frith smiles at first then looks concerned, his ears twitching*

Hu̓h?ͫ How͠ come̱? ͅ *he asks softly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew shrugged

"Dunno.. never been in a contest before."

[antidemonrp]

*Frith sighed softly*

I see.̥ Welͭl,ͯ don̦’t thiṇk of it̢ as ͚a contest, ͮand ṭhink of̅ it a͆s ͦyͤou showiͥng̢ these demͅo̫ns ͌what ÿ́ou ca͖n do. *he says softly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Okay.." Andrew smiled at his father before going to join the other contestants.. One of which was Entropy

[antidemonrp]

*Frith smiled back* J̿ust d̀o yoùr͟ b̚est ̖ *he said softly before following him to join the crowd of demons watching the tournament.

Terrance stepped in the middle of the circle and positioned each contestant in a single line, with a lot of space between them, before standing in front of them*

Welcome to the mimic tournament! Some of you are regular to this *he glanced at Entropy then looked away* while some are new! *he looked at Andrew and a yellow gecko demon at the far end.*

And no matter where you’ve come from, I want this to be fairly judged; no special treatment for anyone will be given! *he then takes a scroll out of his pocket* the rules are as follows: I will shout a category or scenario that you will be mimicking, and the demon who mimics as perfectly as possible gets a point. At the end, the points will be counted thus declaring the winner!

*He then looked serious* to ensure equality and fairness, the categories have been chosen by an outsource! *he then unrolled the paper and looked at the first one, then looked up*

BLENDING INTO YOUR ENVIRONMENT!

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew camouflages into his surroundings like a chameleon, and Entropy shifted into a stone

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance kept looking at the paper until all of them had mimicked. He then looked up and started walking up and down, commenting on each one:*

Evan, I can see your tail. Half point

A stone? Creative but boring since you did that last time. Half point

Robertson, why are you floating? Either mimic the ground or sky successfully. Zero

Well Dan…there’s always next time I guess…Zero

*Frith’s ears started to droop: he didn’t expect Terrance to be so…harsh. But then he blinked as he watched the red lizard stop and spin round in a slight panic. He gave a worried glance to Frith, who just looked confused, before pacing round…and walked straight into Andrew.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy shifts back and frowns

Andrews appearance returns to normal, and he keeps a calm expression

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance blinks, surprised, before slowly standing up, smiling a little* very good. One point *he said before going back to stand in front of the contestants. He then looks at the paper again* FELINE!

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy turns herself into a cheetah, and Andrew shifted into a small black cat with purple eyes

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance repeated the movement then started pacing up and down again:*

That’s better Evan! One point-DAN! ARE YOU EVEN TAKING THIS SERIOUSLY?! *Terrance suddenly hissed at Evan, who had mimicked a Jackalope. Terrance facepalmed then continued:*

Robertson, felines have 4 legs, not 5. Half point

*he then smiles at Entropy* that’s better, and a nice choice. One point.

*he then looks at Andrew and his smile falters a little* Boring pick. Half point

*Frith rolled his eyes then frowned: he wasn’t sure what Terrance was thinking.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew frowns, but shifts back. Entropy gives a smug grin to Andrew before waiting for the next announcement

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance was quicker with the next category this time, making Frith jump a little*

FURNITURE! EXCLUDING CHAIRS! *Terrance yells out quickly.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Furniture.. shit shit shit.. Andrew wasn't good with objects. Focusing as much as he can.. Andrew shifts into a desk and Entropy shifts into a mirror

[antidemonrp]

*When Terrance looks up, he blinks….and then facepalms which should say all his thoughts on this round. But he still goes through each contestant:*

Dan, you’re disqualified. You’re clearly not taking this seriously *he growled, glaring, to a small pile of grey dull looking pebbles. The pebbles wobbled a little before rolling slowly away. Terrance watched them before continuing:*

And Robertson, you’re not listening: that’s an armchair. Zero

*he then looked at the desk and narrowed his eyes* simple. Can be a good thing if perfectly done…which this is. One point. *he says blankly, but a small slither of a smile was on his face. He then looked at the mirror thoughtfully*

Very decorative…reflection is good and unique. *he nods* one point.

*Frith frowned then turned to a demon next to him*

how ͧmaͪny ro͜uͤnds do the tourname͗nts havē? *he whispered.

The demon looked momentarily surprised before clearing its throat* there’s usually a few more. *they think before shrugging* 2 or 3.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew and Entropy shift back, staring at eachother then at Terrance

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance frowns as he looks at the paper then clears his throat*

Mimic something that represents how you’re feeling right now

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy, feeling prideful, mimics a trophy. Andrew hesitates for a moment, before choosing a shadow

[antidemonrp]

*When Terrance looks up, his focus is immediately on Entropy and he scoffs, rolling his eyes*

It looks great, nice shine, but you always find a way to change into some type of prize. Half point: next tournament, try to branch out more.

*he then looks at Robertson and lets out a laugh: he’d turned into a big bouncy ball* the shape’s a little off meaning the bounce is confusing, but it looks great. Half point.

Terrance then turns around and his smile falls, as he looks a little worried at Andrew* …I see… *he mutters, slowly approaching him. He stays quiet for a few moments* one point. The shadow is a perfect shade with the current weather and the angle is perfect.

*Frith’s ears droop a little, seeing the shadow, but then glitches messily, wincing: he’d suddenly gotten a strong sting of pain all across his body.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew gets a bad feeling setting in, but nods in acknowledgement at Terrances comment before shifting to normal

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance didn’t notice anything as he reads the next prompt:

A SOURCE OF LIGHT!

*Frith’s eyes flicker as he starts to feel his body try to lose consciousness, but he glitched a little to avoid it. His ears were still drooped: he knew something was really wrong outside of this realm.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy turns into a candle, and Andrew turns into a flame

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance looks up and immediately rolls his eyes: Robertson had changed into a small campfire*

Well this is boring…*he sighs and looks at all three*… half point to all: they look great but there’s no creativity here….

*he said sternly, his voice trailing off as he noticed a far off building glitching from the corner of his eye. He glanced at Frith, who had a pleading look in his eyes: he didn’t want Andrew’s education interrupted for once.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Mr. Terrance. I am aware this is late into the competition, but I am withdrawing. My father is clearly not well. We should return home." Andrew requested

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance snapped his head at Andrew and opened and closed his mouth. He was hoping Andrew hadn’t noticed and Frith was shaking his head, telling him to disobey the Prince. Terrance closed his eyes, thinking, before exhaling*

We will be taking a short break; if anyone wishes to join or leave the tournament, that time is now! *Terrance announced. Frith huffed, dissapointed and looked down…and his whole body followed as he collapsed.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew rushes over to Frith, shaking him

"FATHER?!" He shouts, completely panicked

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance turns round in shock, but a 7 ft black and purple dragon was quicker in their actions, and flew to Frith, using their wings to get the crowd away from Frith. A lot of the crowd look worried, and a few were whispering to each other. The dragon looks at Andrew as they gently pick the king up*

I can take you both home? *they ask in a deep rough voice

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew nodded

"Yes thank you, I would appreciate that."

[antidemonrp]

*The dragon nodded before lowering down so Andrew could get on their back, carefully securing Frith in their arms*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew gets onto the dragons back, still panicking about his father

[antidemonrp]

Hey, just take slow breathes ok your highness? He’s going to be ok *They said softly as a second pair of wings rise out below the first pair and flapping in sync, lifting them off and towards the portal.

Frith’s eyes flickered, but his eyes just looked like static.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

The teenager is incredibly nervous and fearful

[antidemonrp]

*The dragon flew through the portal and turned a corner a little clumsily: they’d never seen the outside of the mimic realm before so wasn’t expecting a huge wall opposite the portal*

Your highness? Where’s the castle? Straight ahead? *they asked. They could see a flagpole in the far distance, so they assumed that was the building.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

(CONTINUED FROM PREVIOUS THREAD)

*Frith looked at the ground as the two walked into the mimic realm. He was trying not to sway round due to the constantly changing environment. However, he did notice that Darko wasn’t in his head anymore, and hadn’t since he’d stepped through the portal.*

Andrew seems unaffected by the changing environment, he's in a more flexible outfit this time. He looks around for Terrance

"Do you uh, think I'll find a mentor for my mimicry abilities?"

[antidemonrp]

*Frith glanced up* That’̹s wh̡at th̶e͗ t͞ournament is for,̪ for ̬y̆a. Once ̓the̯ sign ups have c̪oncluded,͙ th̋e r̨ul̆e͂s wi͔ll be͛ exp̫l̹ained ̾

*he explained slowly; he realized he didn’t have a clue what the event would entail. The circular space at the end of the pathway was crowded.

At the back of the space was a long wooden table with a placard sign next to it: ‘tournament sign ups here!’ Terrance was standing behind the table watching the line of demons write their names down and talking to a pink blob with four arms and hands*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew stands in line to sign up for the tournament, tail twitching nervously as he looked around

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance looked cheerful as he nodded along with the blob’s words, then his eyes wandered and smiled as he noticed Andrew. He waved then excused himself to go to the two*

Ya made it! I’m glad! *he called out as he approached them, then frowns* hopefully things got sorted *he said to Andrew*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Oh, yes. Things are fine now." Andrew replies, nodding

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance nodded then frowned a little as he saw Frith’s serious expression*

We ͠n͊e̛ed t͍o ̈́talk *he said quietly. Terrance opened his mouth to protest, but Frith narrowed his eyes* N̋òw.

*Terrance closed his mouth and nodded.* ok, but make it quick. I need to be here before the tournament starts.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Father arrested the demon butcher and he's currently imprisoned in the dungeons, and his sentence is banishment." Andrew explained quietly "We aren't sure where to send him where he cannot return or harm another demon."

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance looked shocked while Frith blinked and glitched a little, a bit annoyed*

Well͖, I w̴a͇s̰ ̤g̻onńa tell ̍ya in priv͐atḙ *Frith says quietly, growling the last word as he glares at Andrew. But he then huffs and looks at Terrance seriously* But…ye̎s. Tͪhat̂’s the͑ gist of it͑.̴

*Terrance blinks at them then exhales sharply* oh…wow…ok…*he blinks, and a slight relieved smile appears on his face as he thinks. Frith tried to hide his disgust as he spotted the smile*

Well…there is an unhabitied plot of land outside of this realm *Terrance shrugged* we never built on it and it’s far enough that no one goes there.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew looks down at the ground when his father glares at him, and decides to remain silent till his father makes a decision

[antidemonrp]

*Frith thinks, his ears twitching, then sighs*

Tͥha̋t sounds̍ lik͡e̾ ̃a ̔gͪood͝ idea. *he eventually says confidently, but he felt awful that he was sealing his best friend’s fate.*

Tran̺s̾port̡i͖ng̞ h̦im shoul̀dn̴’̡t ͪbe ̀too ̈́diffic̋ulẗ́,̡ I̟ can telepo͛rt to ẗh͆e out̟er realm̉ *he continued quietly while Terrance still looked thoughtful*

THE PRINCE OF DEMONS! *a thunderous voice boomed out suddenly from the table, calling Andrew up, and causing some demons to murmur*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew blinked, startled as he looked upwards towards the source of the voice at the table. Andrew walks up to the table

[antidemonrp]

*The pink blob was the one who had yelled. As Andrew walked up, it changed into a Toucan who bowed at him then pushed a spreadsheet towards him. It asked for a name, whether the demon was a first time participant or not and whether they were pure mimic or not.

One demon youngling with orange and yellow butterfly wings was standing nearby, and clearly wandered away from the crowd. He looked at Andrew with wide amazed eyes before nervously approaching him.

Frith and Terrance were talking about Darko’s imprisonment*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew writes down his name, lists himself as a first time participant, and writes down half mimic and half fire demon on the forms. The prince glanced towards the butterfly youngling

"Hello."

[antidemonrp]

*the young demon’s face brightens and his wings flap a little* hi! Are you Prince? My friend says you’re gonna win! *he says in a squeaky voice; he looked around 5 in human years.*

I’l͍l ͤma̝k̇e the̵ ͧa̡nn̾ounc̞ement of his͗ a͇rr̖e͎s̕t ̮once h̋e̐’̀sͤ mov͂ed, ͕sͥo my̔ people know they’re safe. *Frith explained to Terrance quietly, and the lizard nodded.*

Ok, then he should be moved as soon as possible *Terrance said.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew smiled

"Indeed I am. I'm glad you're friend thinks so!" He looks around "Where are your parents? You look quite young."

[antidemonrp]

*the young demon’s face brightens and he smiles widely, bouncing on his toes. But he then stops and sways a little* they round here… *he mumbled, making it clear he’d wandered off, before smiling again.* my friend say you can fly, but I never saw that. Do you have wings like me?

*the Toucan takes the spreadsheet and looks at it with a nod, before calling up the last demon.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew moves his coat slightly to reveal his wings

"I can fly and I do have wings, but I broke one a few weeks ago, so it's still healing." He answered "How about you show me where your parents are?"

[antidemonrp]

*The demon’s eyes widen in amazement as he gasps* wow…. *he whispers but then looks down a little guilty* erm…ok… *he mumbles before reaching up to take Andrew’s hand.

Frith and Terrance had moved nearer to the pathway back to the portal and Frith was clearly trying to hide his shock while Terrance looked stern*

Your majesty, we had to take precautions after Darko nearly wiped out our kind-

By placing a small explosive in the back of his neck *Frith finished breathlessly. He huffs and nods* ok…is it programmable? Or is there another way to get to the plot of land?

Not from the demon realm *Terrance thinks* I think it is programmable…I wasn’t the one who inserted it, so will have to check the temple…

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew ignores his fathers conversation and takes the childs hands

"Can you tell me where you saw your parents last?"

[antidemonrp]

*The little demon nodded, then looked round before walking in a random direction. Demons moved out of their way, some of them looking at Andrew confused then warmly as they realized the situation.*

MAMA! MAMA! *the demon called out.

Frith nodded* ok.̰ Ho̲w lọn͡g w̏i͆ll tha̓t take?

*Terrance shrugged* few days? One day? I’m not sure. But I’ll send someone to the castle once I have my answer. *he said, already knowing who to pick.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew smiled at the little demon running towards their mom, then he hears whispering and snickering. He turns his head to see the girl who'd thrown garbage at him earlier talking to a few other demons, and pointing at him

"I heard the prince doesn't have any actual powers yet.." Entropy whispered to another competing demon "The contest might be rigged too, considering whos participating.."

[antidemonrp]

*the little demon ran upto a butterfly-like creature who looked worried and hugged their son, then looked at Andrew and nodded a thank you.

Frith nodded, but Terrance’s attention had shifted, and his eyes narrowed at Entropy. Frith blinked then followed his gaze. Recognizing the demon from earlier, he glared and was about to walk towards her but stopped when Terrance put a hand on his shoulder.*

No, don’t. Lets just see what happens *Terrance said calmly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy continues her gossip and giggles, before cold water is "coincidentally" poured onto her. Andrew stood nearby, and theres a purple glow around the cup that had spilled onto Entropy

[antidemonrp]

*The two watched and Frith raised his eyebrows when the water hit her, while Terrance nodded as if confirming something. He then looked at Frith*

See? *he said softly then looked sympathetic* I know ya want to look out for him, but he has to learn to stand up for himself sometimes.

*Frith looked serious as he nodded, thinking back to Andrew telling Darko he was dismissed as a mentor* y̯ou’̿re ri͢ght…

*Terrance smiled then glanced back at the table: the blob was calling him over.* welp, that’s my cue. *he then smirks* ya might wanna get the Prince; tournaments starting *he said just as another demon’s booming voice announced the tournament.*

Make s̬ure h͎e’s ̴treated equal t͌ó ̿th̕e other part̥ic̥ipaͬnts *Frith said quietly before watching Terrance walk away. Frith then watched Andrew*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew walks over to Frith

"Hi dad! Uh, I'm kinda nervous.."

[antidemonrp]

*Frith smiles at first then looks concerned, his ears twitching*

Hu̓h?ͫ How͠ come̱? ͅ *he asks softly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew shrugged

"Dunno.. never been in a contest before."

[antidemonrp]

*Frith sighed softly*

I see.̥ Welͭl,ͯ don̦’t thiṇk of it̢ as ͚a contest, ͮand ṭhink of̅ it a͆s ͦyͤou showiͥng̢ these demͅo̫ns ͌what ÿ́ou ca͖n do. *he says softly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Okay.." Andrew smiled at his father before going to join the other contestants.. One of which was Entropy

[antidemonrp]

*Frith smiled back* J̿ust d̀o yoùr͟ b̚est ̖ *he said softly before following him to join the crowd of demons watching the tournament.

Terrance stepped in the middle of the circle and positioned each contestant in a single line, with a lot of space between them, before standing in front of them*

Welcome to the mimic tournament! Some of you are regular to this *he glanced at Entropy then looked away* while some are new! *he looked at Andrew and a yellow gecko demon at the far end.*

And no matter where you’ve come from, I want this to be fairly judged; no special treatment for anyone will be given! *he then takes a scroll out of his pocket* the rules are as follows: I will shout a category or scenario that you will be mimicking, and the demon who mimics as perfectly as possible gets a point. At the end, the points will be counted thus declaring the winner!

*He then looked serious* to ensure equality and fairness, the categories have been chosen by an outsource! *he then unrolled the paper and looked at the first one, then looked up*

BLENDING INTO YOUR ENVIRONMENT!

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew camouflages into his surroundings like a chameleon, and Entropy shifted into a stone

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance kept looking at the paper until all of them had mimicked. He then looked up and started walking up and down, commenting on each one:*

Evan, I can see your tail. Half point

A stone? Creative but boring since you did that last time. Half point

Robertson, why are you floating? Either mimic the ground or sky successfully. Zero

Well Dan…there’s always next time I guess…Zero

*Frith’s ears started to droop: he didn’t expect Terrance to be so…harsh. But then he blinked as he watched the red lizard stop and spin round in a slight panic. He gave a worried glance to Frith, who just looked confused, before pacing round…and walked straight into Andrew.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy shifts back and frowns

Andrews appearance returns to normal, and he keeps a calm expression

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance blinks, surprised, before slowly standing up, smiling a little* very good. One point *he said before going back to stand in front of the contestants. He then looks at the paper again* FELINE!

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy turns herself into a cheetah, and Andrew shifted into a small black cat with purple eyes

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance repeated the movement then started pacing up and down again:*

That’s better Evan! One point-DAN! ARE YOU EVEN TAKING THIS SERIOUSLY?! *Terrance suddenly hissed at Evan, who had mimicked a Jackalope. Terrance facepalmed then continued:*

Robertson, felines have 4 legs, not 5. Half point

*he then smiles at Entropy* that’s better, and a nice choice. One point.

*he then looks at Andrew and his smile falters a little* Boring pick. Half point

*Frith rolled his eyes then frowned: he wasn’t sure what Terrance was thinking.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew frowns, but shifts back. Entropy gives a smug grin to Andrew before waiting for the next announcement

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance was quicker with the next category this time, making Frith jump a little*

FURNITURE! EXCLUDING CHAIRS! *Terrance yells out quickly.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Furniture.. shit shit shit.. Andrew wasn't good with objects. Focusing as much as he can.. Andrew shifts into a desk and Entropy shifts into a mirror

[antidemonrp]

*When Terrance looks up, he blinks….and then facepalms which should say all his thoughts on this round. But he still goes through each contestant:*

Dan, you’re disqualified. You’re clearly not taking this seriously *he growled, glaring, to a small pile of grey dull looking pebbles. The pebbles wobbled a little before rolling slowly away. Terrance watched them before continuing:*

And Robertson, you’re not listening: that’s an armchair. Zero

*he then looked at the desk and narrowed his eyes* simple. Can be a good thing if perfectly done…which this is. One point. *he says blankly, but a small slither of a smile was on his face. He then looked at the mirror thoughtfully*

Very decorative…reflection is good and unique. *he nods* one point.

*Frith frowned then turned to a demon next to him*

how ͧmaͪny ro͜uͤnds do the tourname͗nts havē? *he whispered.

The demon looked momentarily surprised before clearing its throat* there’s usually a few more. *they think before shrugging* 2 or 3.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew and Entropy shift back, staring at eachother then at Terrance

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance frowns as he looks at the paper then clears his throat*

Mimic something that represents how you’re feeling right now

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy, feeling prideful, mimics a trophy. Andrew hesitates for a moment, before choosing a shadow

[antidemonrp]

*When Terrance looks up, his focus is immediately on Entropy and he scoffs, rolling his eyes*

It looks great, nice shine, but you always find a way to change into some type of prize. Half point: next tournament, try to branch out more.

*he then looks at Robertson and lets out a laugh: he’d turned into a big bouncy ball* the shape’s a little off meaning the bounce is confusing, but it looks great. Half point.

Terrance then turns around and his smile falls, as he looks a little worried at Andrew* …I see… *he mutters, slowly approaching him. He stays quiet for a few moments* one point. The shadow is a perfect shade with the current weather and the angle is perfect.

*Frith’s ears droop a little, seeing the shadow, but then glitches messily, wincing: he’d suddenly gotten a strong sting of pain all across his body.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew gets a bad feeling setting in, but nods in acknowledgement at Terrances comment before shifting to normal

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance didn’t notice anything as he reads the next prompt:

A SOURCE OF LIGHT!

*Frith’s eyes flicker as he starts to feel his body try to lose consciousness, but he glitched a little to avoid it. His ears were still drooped: he knew something was really wrong outside of this realm.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy turns into a candle, and Andrew turns into a flame

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance looks up and immediately rolls his eyes: Robertson had changed into a small campfire*

Well this is boring…*he sighs and looks at all three*… half point to all: they look great but there’s no creativity here….

*he said sternly, his voice trailing off as he noticed a far off building glitching from the corner of his eye. He glanced at Frith, who had a pleading look in his eyes: he didn’t want Andrew’s education interrupted for once.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Mr. Terrance. I am aware this is late into the competition, but I am withdrawing. My father is clearly not well. We should return home." Andrew requested

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance snapped his head at Andrew and opened and closed his mouth. He was hoping Andrew hadn’t noticed and Frith was shaking his head, telling him to disobey the Prince. Terrance closed his eyes, thinking, before exhaling*

We will be taking a short break; if anyone wishes to join or leave the tournament, that time is now! *Terrance announced. Frith huffed, dissapointed and looked down…and his whole body followed as he collapsed.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew rushes over to Frith, shaking him

"FATHER?!" He shouts, completely panicked

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance turns round in shock, but a 7 ft black and purple dragon was quicker in their actions, and flew to Frith, using their wings to get the crowd away from Frith. A lot of the crowd look worried, and a few were whispering to each other. The dragon looks at Andrew as they gently pick the king up*

I can take you both home? *they ask in a deep rough voice

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew nodded

"Yes thank you, I would appreciate that."

[antidemonrp]

*The dragon nodded before lowering down so Andrew could get on their back, carefully securing Frith in their arms*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew gets onto the dragons back, still panicking about his father

[antidemonrp]

Hey, just take slow breathes ok your highness? He’s going to be ok *They said softly as a second pair of wings rise out below the first pair and flapping in sync, lifting them off and towards the portal.

Frith’s eyes flickered, but his eyes just looked like static.*

[daily-spedicey]

Day 17

[jacksepticeye-simp]

(CONTINUED FROM PREVIOUS THREAD)

*Frith looked at the ground as the two walked into the mimic realm. He was trying not to sway round due to the constantly changing environment. However, he did notice that Darko wasn’t in his head anymore, and hadn’t since he’d stepped through the portal.*

Andrew seems unaffected by the changing environment, he's in a more flexible outfit this time. He looks around for Terrance

"Do you uh, think I'll find a mentor for my mimicry abilities?"

[antidemonrp]

*Frith glanced up* That’̹s wh̡at th̶e͗ t͞ournament is for,̪ for ̬y̆a. Once ̓the̯ sign ups have c̪oncluded,͙ th̋e r̨ul̆e͂s wi͔ll be͛ exp̫l̹ained ̾

*he explained slowly; he realized he didn’t have a clue what the event would entail. The circular space at the end of the pathway was crowded.

At the back of the space was a long wooden table with a placard sign next to it: ‘tournament sign ups here!’ Terrance was standing behind the table watching the line of demons write their names down and talking to a pink blob with four arms and hands*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew stands in line to sign up for the tournament, tail twitching nervously as he looked around

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance looked cheerful as he nodded along with the blob’s words, then his eyes wandered and smiled as he noticed Andrew. He waved then excused himself to go to the two*

Ya made it! I’m glad! *he called out as he approached them, then frowns* hopefully things got sorted *he said to Andrew*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Oh, yes. Things are fine now." Andrew replies, nodding

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance nodded then frowned a little as he saw Frith’s serious expression*

We ͠n͊e̛ed t͍o ̈́talk *he said quietly. Terrance opened his mouth to protest, but Frith narrowed his eyes* N̋òw.

*Terrance closed his mouth and nodded.* ok, but make it quick. I need to be here before the tournament starts.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Father arrested the demon butcher and he's currently imprisoned in the dungeons, and his sentence is banishment." Andrew explained quietly "We aren't sure where to send him where he cannot return or harm another demon."

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance looked shocked while Frith blinked and glitched a little, a bit annoyed*

Well͖, I w̴a͇s̰ ̤g̻onńa tell ̍ya in priv͐atḙ *Frith says quietly, growling the last word as he glares at Andrew. But he then huffs and looks at Terrance seriously* But…ye̎s. Tͪhat̂’s the͑ gist of it͑.̴

*Terrance blinks at them then exhales sharply* oh…wow…ok…*he blinks, and a slight relieved smile appears on his face as he thinks. Frith tried to hide his disgust as he spotted the smile*

Well…there is an unhabitied plot of land outside of this realm *Terrance shrugged* we never built on it and it’s far enough that no one goes there.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew looks down at the ground when his father glares at him, and decides to remain silent till his father makes a decision

[antidemonrp]

*Frith thinks, his ears twitching, then sighs*

Tͥha̋t sounds̍ lik͡e̾ ̃a ̔gͪood͝ idea. *he eventually says confidently, but he felt awful that he was sealing his best friend’s fate.*

Tran̺s̾port̡i͖ng̞ h̦im shoul̀dn̴’̡t ͪbe ̀too ̈́diffic̋ulẗ́,̡ I̟ can telepo͛rt to ẗh͆e out̟er realm̉ *he continued quietly while Terrance still looked thoughtful*

THE PRINCE OF DEMONS! *a thunderous voice boomed out suddenly from the table, calling Andrew up, and causing some demons to murmur*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew blinked, startled as he looked upwards towards the source of the voice at the table. Andrew walks up to the table

[antidemonrp]

*The pink blob was the one who had yelled. As Andrew walked up, it changed into a Toucan who bowed at him then pushed a spreadsheet towards him. It asked for a name, whether the demon was a first time participant or not and whether they were pure mimic or not.

One demon youngling with orange and yellow butterfly wings was standing nearby, and clearly wandered away from the crowd. He looked at Andrew with wide amazed eyes before nervously approaching him.

Frith and Terrance were talking about Darko’s imprisonment*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew writes down his name, lists himself as a first time participant, and writes down half mimic and half fire demon on the forms. The prince glanced towards the butterfly youngling

"Hello."

[antidemonrp]

*the young demon’s face brightens and his wings flap a little* hi! Are you Prince? My friend says you’re gonna win! *he says in a squeaky voice; he looked around 5 in human years.*

I’l͍l ͤma̝k̇e the̵ ͧa̡nn̾ounc̞ement of his͗ a͇rr̖e͎s̕t ̮once h̋e̐’̀sͤ mov͂ed, ͕sͥo my̔ people know they’re safe. *Frith explained to Terrance quietly, and the lizard nodded.*

Ok, then he should be moved as soon as possible *Terrance said.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew smiled

"Indeed I am. I'm glad you're friend thinks so!" He looks around "Where are your parents? You look quite young."

[antidemonrp]

*the young demon’s face brightens and he smiles widely, bouncing on his toes. But he then stops and sways a little* they round here… *he mumbled, making it clear he’d wandered off, before smiling again.* my friend say you can fly, but I never saw that. Do you have wings like me?

*the Toucan takes the spreadsheet and looks at it with a nod, before calling up the last demon.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew moves his coat slightly to reveal his wings

"I can fly and I do have wings, but I broke one a few weeks ago, so it's still healing." He answered "How about you show me where your parents are?"

[antidemonrp]

*The demon’s eyes widen in amazement as he gasps* wow…. *he whispers but then looks down a little guilty* erm…ok… *he mumbles before reaching up to take Andrew’s hand.

Frith and Terrance had moved nearer to the pathway back to the portal and Frith was clearly trying to hide his shock while Terrance looked stern*

Your majesty, we had to take precautions after Darko nearly wiped out our kind-

By placing a small explosive in the back of his neck *Frith finished breathlessly. He huffs and nods* ok…is it programmable? Or is there another way to get to the plot of land?

Not from the demon realm *Terrance thinks* I think it is programmable…I wasn’t the one who inserted it, so will have to check the temple…

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew ignores his fathers conversation and takes the childs hands

"Can you tell me where you saw your parents last?"

[antidemonrp]

*The little demon nodded, then looked round before walking in a random direction. Demons moved out of their way, some of them looking at Andrew confused then warmly as they realized the situation.*

MAMA! MAMA! *the demon called out.

Frith nodded* ok.̰ Ho̲w lọn͡g w̏i͆ll tha̓t take?

*Terrance shrugged* few days? One day? I’m not sure. But I’ll send someone to the castle once I have my answer. *he said, already knowing who to pick.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew smiled at the little demon running towards their mom, then he hears whispering and snickering. He turns his head to see the girl who'd thrown garbage at him earlier talking to a few other demons, and pointing at him

"I heard the prince doesn't have any actual powers yet.." Entropy whispered to another competing demon "The contest might be rigged too, considering whos participating.."

[antidemonrp]

*the little demon ran upto a butterfly-like creature who looked worried and hugged their son, then looked at Andrew and nodded a thank you.

Frith nodded, but Terrance’s attention had shifted, and his eyes narrowed at Entropy. Frith blinked then followed his gaze. Recognizing the demon from earlier, he glared and was about to walk towards her but stopped when Terrance put a hand on his shoulder.*

No, don’t. Lets just see what happens *Terrance said calmly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy continues her gossip and giggles, before cold water is "coincidentally" poured onto her. Andrew stood nearby, and theres a purple glow around the cup that had spilled onto Entropy

[antidemonrp]

*The two watched and Frith raised his eyebrows when the water hit her, while Terrance nodded as if confirming something. He then looked at Frith*

See? *he said softly then looked sympathetic* I know ya want to look out for him, but he has to learn to stand up for himself sometimes.

*Frith looked serious as he nodded, thinking back to Andrew telling Darko he was dismissed as a mentor* y̯ou’̿re ri͢ght…

*Terrance smiled then glanced back at the table: the blob was calling him over.* welp, that’s my cue. *he then smirks* ya might wanna get the Prince; tournaments starting *he said just as another demon’s booming voice announced the tournament.*

Make s̬ure h͎e’s ̴treated equal t͌ó ̿th̕e other part̥ic̥ipaͬnts *Frith said quietly before watching Terrance walk away. Frith then watched Andrew*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew walks over to Frith

"Hi dad! Uh, I'm kinda nervous.."

[antidemonrp]

*Frith smiles at first then looks concerned, his ears twitching*

Hu̓h?ͫ How͠ come̱? ͅ *he asks softly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew shrugged

"Dunno.. never been in a contest before."

[antidemonrp]

*Frith sighed softly*

I see.̥ Welͭl,ͯ don̦’t thiṇk of it̢ as ͚a contest, ͮand ṭhink of̅ it a͆s ͦyͤou showiͥng̢ these demͅo̫ns ͌what ÿ́ou ca͖n do. *he says softly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Okay.." Andrew smiled at his father before going to join the other contestants.. One of which was Entropy

[antidemonrp]

*Frith smiled back* J̿ust d̀o yoùr͟ b̚est ̖ *he said softly before following him to join the crowd of demons watching the tournament.

Terrance stepped in the middle of the circle and positioned each contestant in a single line, with a lot of space between them, before standing in front of them*

Welcome to the mimic tournament! Some of you are regular to this *he glanced at Entropy then looked away* while some are new! *he looked at Andrew and a yellow gecko demon at the far end.*

And no matter where you’ve come from, I want this to be fairly judged; no special treatment for anyone will be given! *he then takes a scroll out of his pocket* the rules are as follows: I will shout a category or scenario that you will be mimicking, and the demon who mimics as perfectly as possible gets a point. At the end, the points will be counted thus declaring the winner!

*He then looked serious* to ensure equality and fairness, the categories have been chosen by an outsource! *he then unrolled the paper and looked at the first one, then looked up*

BLENDING INTO YOUR ENVIRONMENT!

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew camouflages into his surroundings like a chameleon, and Entropy shifted into a stone

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance kept looking at the paper until all of them had mimicked. He then looked up and started walking up and down, commenting on each one:*

Evan, I can see your tail. Half point

A stone? Creative but boring since you did that last time. Half point

Robertson, why are you floating? Either mimic the ground or sky successfully. Zero

Well Dan…there’s always next time I guess…Zero

*Frith’s ears started to droop: he didn’t expect Terrance to be so…harsh. But then he blinked as he watched the red lizard stop and spin round in a slight panic. He gave a worried glance to Frith, who just looked confused, before pacing round…and walked straight into Andrew.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy shifts back and frowns

Andrews appearance returns to normal, and he keeps a calm expression

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance blinks, surprised, before slowly standing up, smiling a little* very good. One point *he said before going back to stand in front of the contestants. He then looks at the paper again* FELINE!

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy turns herself into a cheetah, and Andrew shifted into a small black cat with purple eyes

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance repeated the movement then started pacing up and down again:*

That’s better Evan! One point-DAN! ARE YOU EVEN TAKING THIS SERIOUSLY?! *Terrance suddenly hissed at Evan, who had mimicked a Jackalope. Terrance facepalmed then continued:*

Robertson, felines have 4 legs, not 5. Half point

*he then smiles at Entropy* that’s better, and a nice choice. One point.

*he then looks at Andrew and his smile falters a little* Boring pick. Half point

*Frith rolled his eyes then frowned: he wasn’t sure what Terrance was thinking.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew frowns, but shifts back. Entropy gives a smug grin to Andrew before waiting for the next announcement

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance was quicker with the next category this time, making Frith jump a little*

FURNITURE! EXCLUDING CHAIRS! *Terrance yells out quickly.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Furniture.. shit shit shit.. Andrew wasn't good with objects. Focusing as much as he can.. Andrew shifts into a desk and Entropy shifts into a mirror

[antidemonrp]

*When Terrance looks up, he blinks….and then facepalms which should say all his thoughts on this round. But he still goes through each contestant:*

Dan, you’re disqualified. You’re clearly not taking this seriously *he growled, glaring, to a small pile of grey dull looking pebbles. The pebbles wobbled a little before rolling slowly away. Terrance watched them before continuing:*

And Robertson, you’re not listening: that’s an armchair. Zero

*he then looked at the desk and narrowed his eyes* simple. Can be a good thing if perfectly done…which this is. One point. *he says blankly, but a small slither of a smile was on his face. He then looked at the mirror thoughtfully*

Very decorative…reflection is good and unique. *he nods* one point.

*Frith frowned then turned to a demon next to him*

how ͧmaͪny ro͜uͤnds do the tourname͗nts havē? *he whispered.

The demon looked momentarily surprised before clearing its throat* there’s usually a few more. *they think before shrugging* 2 or 3.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew and Entropy shift back, staring at eachother then at Terrance

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance frowns as he looks at the paper then clears his throat*

Mimic something that represents how you’re feeling right now

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy, feeling prideful, mimics a trophy. Andrew hesitates for a moment, before choosing a shadow

[antidemonrp]

*When Terrance looks up, his focus is immediately on Entropy and he scoffs, rolling his eyes*

It looks great, nice shine, but you always find a way to change into some type of prize. Half point: next tournament, try to branch out more.

*he then looks at Robertson and lets out a laugh: he’d turned into a big bouncy ball* the shape’s a little off meaning the bounce is confusing, but it looks great. Half point.

Terrance then turns around and his smile falls, as he looks a little worried at Andrew* …I see… *he mutters, slowly approaching him. He stays quiet for a few moments* one point. The shadow is a perfect shade with the current weather and the angle is perfect.

*Frith’s ears droop a little, seeing the shadow, but then glitches messily, wincing: he’d suddenly gotten a strong sting of pain all across his body.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew gets a bad feeling setting in, but nods in acknowledgement at Terrances comment before shifting to normal

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance didn’t notice anything as he reads the next prompt:

A SOURCE OF LIGHT!

*Frith’s eyes flicker as he starts to feel his body try to lose consciousness, but he glitched a little to avoid it. His ears were still drooped: he knew something was really wrong outside of this realm.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy turns into a candle, and Andrew turns into a flame

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance looks up and immediately rolls his eyes: Robertson had changed into a small campfire*

Well this is boring…*he sighs and looks at all three*… half point to all: they look great but there’s no creativity here….

*he said sternly, his voice trailing off as he noticed a far off building glitching from the corner of his eye. He glanced at Frith, who had a pleading look in his eyes: he didn’t want Andrew’s education interrupted for once.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Mr. Terrance. I am aware this is late into the competition, but I am withdrawing. My father is clearly not well. We should return home." Andrew requested

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance snapped his head at Andrew and opened and closed his mouth. He was hoping Andrew hadn’t noticed and Frith was shaking his head, telling him to disobey the Prince. Terrance closed his eyes, thinking, before exhaling*

We will be taking a short break; if anyone wishes to join or leave the tournament, that time is now! *Terrance announced. Frith huffed, dissapointed and looked down…and his whole body followed as he collapsed.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew rushes over to Frith, shaking him

"FATHER?!" He shouts, completely panicked

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance turns round in shock, but a 7 ft black and purple dragon was quicker in their actions, and flew to Frith, using their wings to get the crowd away from Frith. A lot of the crowd look worried, and a few were whispering to each other. The dragon looks at Andrew as they gently pick the king up*

I can take you both home? *they ask in a deep rough voice

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew nodded

"Yes thank you, I would appreciate that."

[antidemonrp]

*The dragon nodded before lowering down so Andrew could get on their back, carefully securing Frith in their arms*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

(CONTINUED FROM PREVIOUS THREAD)

*Frith looked at the ground as the two walked into the mimic realm. He was trying not to sway round due to the constantly changing environment. However, he did notice that Darko wasn’t in his head anymore, and hadn’t since he’d stepped through the portal.*

Andrew seems unaffected by the changing environment, he's in a more flexible outfit this time. He looks around for Terrance

"Do you uh, think I'll find a mentor for my mimicry abilities?"

[antidemonrp]

*Frith glanced up* That’̹s wh̡at th̶e͗ t͞ournament is for,̪ for ̬y̆a. Once ̓the̯ sign ups have c̪oncluded,͙ th̋e r̨ul̆e͂s wi͔ll be͛ exp̫l̹ained ̾

*he explained slowly; he realized he didn’t have a clue what the event would entail. The circular space at the end of the pathway was crowded.

At the back of the space was a long wooden table with a placard sign next to it: ‘tournament sign ups here!’ Terrance was standing behind the table watching the line of demons write their names down and talking to a pink blob with four arms and hands*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew stands in line to sign up for the tournament, tail twitching nervously as he looked around

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance looked cheerful as he nodded along with the blob’s words, then his eyes wandered and smiled as he noticed Andrew. He waved then excused himself to go to the two*

Ya made it! I’m glad! *he called out as he approached them, then frowns* hopefully things got sorted *he said to Andrew*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Oh, yes. Things are fine now." Andrew replies, nodding

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance nodded then frowned a little as he saw Frith’s serious expression*

We ͠n͊e̛ed t͍o ̈́talk *he said quietly. Terrance opened his mouth to protest, but Frith narrowed his eyes* N̋òw.

*Terrance closed his mouth and nodded.* ok, but make it quick. I need to be here before the tournament starts.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Father arrested the demon butcher and he's currently imprisoned in the dungeons, and his sentence is banishment." Andrew explained quietly "We aren't sure where to send him where he cannot return or harm another demon."

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance looked shocked while Frith blinked and glitched a little, a bit annoyed*

Well͖, I w̴a͇s̰ ̤g̻onńa tell ̍ya in priv͐atḙ *Frith says quietly, growling the last word as he glares at Andrew. But he then huffs and looks at Terrance seriously* But…ye̎s. Tͪhat̂’s the͑ gist of it͑.̴

*Terrance blinks at them then exhales sharply* oh…wow…ok…*he blinks, and a slight relieved smile appears on his face as he thinks. Frith tried to hide his disgust as he spotted the smile*

Well…there is an unhabitied plot of land outside of this realm *Terrance shrugged* we never built on it and it’s far enough that no one goes there.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew looks down at the ground when his father glares at him, and decides to remain silent till his father makes a decision

[antidemonrp]

*Frith thinks, his ears twitching, then sighs*

Tͥha̋t sounds̍ lik͡e̾ ̃a ̔gͪood͝ idea. *he eventually says confidently, but he felt awful that he was sealing his best friend’s fate.*

Tran̺s̾port̡i͖ng̞ h̦im shoul̀dn̴’̡t ͪbe ̀too ̈́diffic̋ulẗ́,̡ I̟ can telepo͛rt to ẗh͆e out̟er realm̉ *he continued quietly while Terrance still looked thoughtful*

THE PRINCE OF DEMONS! *a thunderous voice boomed out suddenly from the table, calling Andrew up, and causing some demons to murmur*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew blinked, startled as he looked upwards towards the source of the voice at the table. Andrew walks up to the table

[antidemonrp]

*The pink blob was the one who had yelled. As Andrew walked up, it changed into a Toucan who bowed at him then pushed a spreadsheet towards him. It asked for a name, whether the demon was a first time participant or not and whether they were pure mimic or not.

One demon youngling with orange and yellow butterfly wings was standing nearby, and clearly wandered away from the crowd. He looked at Andrew with wide amazed eyes before nervously approaching him.

Frith and Terrance were talking about Darko’s imprisonment*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew writes down his name, lists himself as a first time participant, and writes down half mimic and half fire demon on the forms. The prince glanced towards the butterfly youngling

"Hello."

[antidemonrp]

*the young demon’s face brightens and his wings flap a little* hi! Are you Prince? My friend says you’re gonna win! *he says in a squeaky voice; he looked around 5 in human years.*

I’l͍l ͤma̝k̇e the̵ ͧa̡nn̾ounc̞ement of his͗ a͇rr̖e͎s̕t ̮once h̋e̐’̀sͤ mov͂ed, ͕sͥo my̔ people know they’re safe. *Frith explained to Terrance quietly, and the lizard nodded.*

Ok, then he should be moved as soon as possible *Terrance said.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew smiled

"Indeed I am. I'm glad you're friend thinks so!" He looks around "Where are your parents? You look quite young."

[antidemonrp]

*the young demon’s face brightens and he smiles widely, bouncing on his toes. But he then stops and sways a little* they round here… *he mumbled, making it clear he’d wandered off, before smiling again.* my friend say you can fly, but I never saw that. Do you have wings like me?

*the Toucan takes the spreadsheet and looks at it with a nod, before calling up the last demon.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew moves his coat slightly to reveal his wings

"I can fly and I do have wings, but I broke one a few weeks ago, so it's still healing." He answered "How about you show me where your parents are?"

[antidemonrp]

*The demon’s eyes widen in amazement as he gasps* wow…. *he whispers but then looks down a little guilty* erm…ok… *he mumbles before reaching up to take Andrew’s hand.

Frith and Terrance had moved nearer to the pathway back to the portal and Frith was clearly trying to hide his shock while Terrance looked stern*

Your majesty, we had to take precautions after Darko nearly wiped out our kind-

By placing a small explosive in the back of his neck *Frith finished breathlessly. He huffs and nods* ok…is it programmable? Or is there another way to get to the plot of land?

Not from the demon realm *Terrance thinks* I think it is programmable…I wasn’t the one who inserted it, so will have to check the temple…

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew ignores his fathers conversation and takes the childs hands

"Can you tell me where you saw your parents last?"

[antidemonrp]

*The little demon nodded, then looked round before walking in a random direction. Demons moved out of their way, some of them looking at Andrew confused then warmly as they realized the situation.*

MAMA! MAMA! *the demon called out.

Frith nodded* ok.̰ Ho̲w lọn͡g w̏i͆ll tha̓t take?

*Terrance shrugged* few days? One day? I’m not sure. But I’ll send someone to the castle once I have my answer. *he said, already knowing who to pick.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew smiled at the little demon running towards their mom, then he hears whispering and snickering. He turns his head to see the girl who'd thrown garbage at him earlier talking to a few other demons, and pointing at him

"I heard the prince doesn't have any actual powers yet.." Entropy whispered to another competing demon "The contest might be rigged too, considering whos participating.."

[antidemonrp]

*the little demon ran upto a butterfly-like creature who looked worried and hugged their son, then looked at Andrew and nodded a thank you.

Frith nodded, but Terrance’s attention had shifted, and his eyes narrowed at Entropy. Frith blinked then followed his gaze. Recognizing the demon from earlier, he glared and was about to walk towards her but stopped when Terrance put a hand on his shoulder.*

No, don’t. Lets just see what happens *Terrance said calmly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy continues her gossip and giggles, before cold water is "coincidentally" poured onto her. Andrew stood nearby, and theres a purple glow around the cup that had spilled onto Entropy

[antidemonrp]

*The two watched and Frith raised his eyebrows when the water hit her, while Terrance nodded as if confirming something. He then looked at Frith*

See? *he said softly then looked sympathetic* I know ya want to look out for him, but he has to learn to stand up for himself sometimes.

*Frith looked serious as he nodded, thinking back to Andrew telling Darko he was dismissed as a mentor* y̯ou’̿re ri͢ght…

*Terrance smiled then glanced back at the table: the blob was calling him over.* welp, that’s my cue. *he then smirks* ya might wanna get the Prince; tournaments starting *he said just as another demon’s booming voice announced the tournament.*

Make s̬ure h͎e’s ̴treated equal t͌ó ̿th̕e other part̥ic̥ipaͬnts *Frith said quietly before watching Terrance walk away. Frith then watched Andrew*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew walks over to Frith

"Hi dad! Uh, I'm kinda nervous.."

[antidemonrp]

*Frith smiles at first then looks concerned, his ears twitching*

Hu̓h?ͫ How͠ come̱? ͅ *he asks softly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew shrugged

"Dunno.. never been in a contest before."

[antidemonrp]

*Frith sighed softly*

I see.̥ Welͭl,ͯ don̦’t thiṇk of it̢ as ͚a contest, ͮand ṭhink of̅ it a͆s ͦyͤou showiͥng̢ these demͅo̫ns ͌what ÿ́ou ca͖n do. *he says softly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Okay.." Andrew smiled at his father before going to join the other contestants.. One of which was Entropy

[antidemonrp]

*Frith smiled back* J̿ust d̀o yoùr͟ b̚est ̖ *he said softly before following him to join the crowd of demons watching the tournament.

Terrance stepped in the middle of the circle and positioned each contestant in a single line, with a lot of space between them, before standing in front of them*

Welcome to the mimic tournament! Some of you are regular to this *he glanced at Entropy then looked away* while some are new! *he looked at Andrew and a yellow gecko demon at the far end.*

And no matter where you’ve come from, I want this to be fairly judged; no special treatment for anyone will be given! *he then takes a scroll out of his pocket* the rules are as follows: I will shout a category or scenario that you will be mimicking, and the demon who mimics as perfectly as possible gets a point. At the end, the points will be counted thus declaring the winner!

*He then looked serious* to ensure equality and fairness, the categories have been chosen by an outsource! *he then unrolled the paper and looked at the first one, then looked up*

BLENDING INTO YOUR ENVIRONMENT!

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew camouflages into his surroundings like a chameleon, and Entropy shifted into a stone

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance kept looking at the paper until all of them had mimicked. He then looked up and started walking up and down, commenting on each one:*

Evan, I can see your tail. Half point

A stone? Creative but boring since you did that last time. Half point

Robertson, why are you floating? Either mimic the ground or sky successfully. Zero

Well Dan…there’s always next time I guess…Zero

*Frith’s ears started to droop: he didn’t expect Terrance to be so…harsh. But then he blinked as he watched the red lizard stop and spin round in a slight panic. He gave a worried glance to Frith, who just looked confused, before pacing round…and walked straight into Andrew.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy shifts back and frowns

Andrews appearance returns to normal, and he keeps a calm expression

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance blinks, surprised, before slowly standing up, smiling a little* very good. One point *he said before going back to stand in front of the contestants. He then looks at the paper again* FELINE!

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy turns herself into a cheetah, and Andrew shifted into a small black cat with purple eyes

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance repeated the movement then started pacing up and down again:*

That’s better Evan! One point-DAN! ARE YOU EVEN TAKING THIS SERIOUSLY?! *Terrance suddenly hissed at Evan, who had mimicked a Jackalope. Terrance facepalmed then continued:*

Robertson, felines have 4 legs, not 5. Half point

*he then smiles at Entropy* that’s better, and a nice choice. One point.

*he then looks at Andrew and his smile falters a little* Boring pick. Half point

*Frith rolled his eyes then frowned: he wasn’t sure what Terrance was thinking.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew frowns, but shifts back. Entropy gives a smug grin to Andrew before waiting for the next announcement

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance was quicker with the next category this time, making Frith jump a little*

FURNITURE! EXCLUDING CHAIRS! *Terrance yells out quickly.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Furniture.. shit shit shit.. Andrew wasn't good with objects. Focusing as much as he can.. Andrew shifts into a desk and Entropy shifts into a mirror

[antidemonrp]

*When Terrance looks up, he blinks….and then facepalms which should say all his thoughts on this round. But he still goes through each contestant:*

Dan, you’re disqualified. You’re clearly not taking this seriously *he growled, glaring, to a small pile of grey dull looking pebbles. The pebbles wobbled a little before rolling slowly away. Terrance watched them before continuing:*

And Robertson, you’re not listening: that’s an armchair. Zero

*he then looked at the desk and narrowed his eyes* simple. Can be a good thing if perfectly done…which this is. One point. *he says blankly, but a small slither of a smile was on his face. He then looked at the mirror thoughtfully*

Very decorative…reflection is good and unique. *he nods* one point.

*Frith frowned then turned to a demon next to him*

how ͧmaͪny ro͜uͤnds do the tourname͗nts havē? *he whispered.

The demon looked momentarily surprised before clearing its throat* there’s usually a few more. *they think before shrugging* 2 or 3.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew and Entropy shift back, staring at eachother then at Terrance

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance frowns as he looks at the paper then clears his throat*

Mimic something that represents how you’re feeling right now

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy, feeling prideful, mimics a trophy. Andrew hesitates for a moment, before choosing a shadow

[antidemonrp]

*When Terrance looks up, his focus is immediately on Entropy and he scoffs, rolling his eyes*

It looks great, nice shine, but you always find a way to change into some type of prize. Half point: next tournament, try to branch out more.

*he then looks at Robertson and lets out a laugh: he’d turned into a big bouncy ball* the shape’s a little off meaning the bounce is confusing, but it looks great. Half point.

Terrance then turns around and his smile falls, as he looks a little worried at Andrew* …I see… *he mutters, slowly approaching him. He stays quiet for a few moments* one point. The shadow is a perfect shade with the current weather and the angle is perfect.

*Frith’s ears droop a little, seeing the shadow, but then glitches messily, wincing: he’d suddenly gotten a strong sting of pain all across his body.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew gets a bad feeling setting in, but nods in acknowledgement at Terrances comment before shifting to normal

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance didn’t notice anything as he reads the next prompt:

A SOURCE OF LIGHT!

*Frith’s eyes flicker as he starts to feel his body try to lose consciousness, but he glitched a little to avoid it. His ears were still drooped: he knew something was really wrong outside of this realm.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy turns into a candle, and Andrew turns into a flame

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance looks up and immediately rolls his eyes: Robertson had changed into a small campfire*

Well this is boring…*he sighs and looks at all three*… half point to all: they look great but there’s no creativity here….

*he said sternly, his voice trailing off as he noticed a far off building glitching from the corner of his eye. He glanced at Frith, who had a pleading look in his eyes: he didn’t want Andrew’s education interrupted for once.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Mr. Terrance. I am aware this is late into the competition, but I am withdrawing. My father is clearly not well. We should return home." Andrew requested

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance snapped his head at Andrew and opened and closed his mouth. He was hoping Andrew hadn’t noticed and Frith was shaking his head, telling him to disobey the Prince. Terrance closed his eyes, thinking, before exhaling*

We will be taking a short break; if anyone wishes to join or leave the tournament, that time is now! *Terrance announced. Frith huffed, dissapointed and looked down…and his whole body followed as he collapsed.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew rushes over to Frith, shaking him

"FATHER?!" He shouts, completely panicked

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance turns round in shock, but a 7 ft black and purple dragon was quicker in their actions, and flew to Frith, using their wings to get the crowd away from Frith. A lot of the crowd look worried, and a few were whispering to each other. The dragon looks at Andrew as they gently pick the king up*

I can take you both home? *they ask in a deep rough voice

[jacksepticeye-simp]

(CONTINUED FROM PREVIOUS THREAD)

*Frith looked at the ground as the two walked into the mimic realm. He was trying not to sway round due to the constantly changing environment. However, he did notice that Darko wasn’t in his head anymore, and hadn’t since he’d stepped through the portal.*

Andrew seems unaffected by the changing environment, he's in a more flexible outfit this time. He looks around for Terrance

"Do you uh, think I'll find a mentor for my mimicry abilities?"

[antidemonrp]

*Frith glanced up* That’̹s wh̡at th̶e͗ t͞ournament is for,̪ for ̬y̆a. Once ̓the̯ sign ups have c̪oncluded,͙ th̋e r̨ul̆e͂s wi͔ll be͛ exp̫l̹ained ̾

*he explained slowly; he realized he didn’t have a clue what the event would entail. The circular space at the end of the pathway was crowded.

At the back of the space was a long wooden table with a placard sign next to it: ‘tournament sign ups here!’ Terrance was standing behind the table watching the line of demons write their names down and talking to a pink blob with four arms and hands*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew stands in line to sign up for the tournament, tail twitching nervously as he looked around

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance looked cheerful as he nodded along with the blob’s words, then his eyes wandered and smiled as he noticed Andrew. He waved then excused himself to go to the two*

Ya made it! I’m glad! *he called out as he approached them, then frowns* hopefully things got sorted *he said to Andrew*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Oh, yes. Things are fine now." Andrew replies, nodding

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance nodded then frowned a little as he saw Frith’s serious expression*

We ͠n͊e̛ed t͍o ̈́talk *he said quietly. Terrance opened his mouth to protest, but Frith narrowed his eyes* N̋òw.

*Terrance closed his mouth and nodded.* ok, but make it quick. I need to be here before the tournament starts.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Father arrested the demon butcher and he's currently imprisoned in the dungeons, and his sentence is banishment." Andrew explained quietly "We aren't sure where to send him where he cannot return or harm another demon."

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance looked shocked while Frith blinked and glitched a little, a bit annoyed*

Well͖, I w̴a͇s̰ ̤g̻onńa tell ̍ya in priv͐atḙ *Frith says quietly, growling the last word as he glares at Andrew. But he then huffs and looks at Terrance seriously* But…ye̎s. Tͪhat̂’s the͑ gist of it͑.̴

*Terrance blinks at them then exhales sharply* oh…wow…ok…*he blinks, and a slight relieved smile appears on his face as he thinks. Frith tried to hide his disgust as he spotted the smile*

Well…there is an unhabitied plot of land outside of this realm *Terrance shrugged* we never built on it and it’s far enough that no one goes there.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew looks down at the ground when his father glares at him, and decides to remain silent till his father makes a decision

[antidemonrp]

*Frith thinks, his ears twitching, then sighs*

Tͥha̋t sounds̍ lik͡e̾ ̃a ̔gͪood͝ idea. *he eventually says confidently, but he felt awful that he was sealing his best friend’s fate.*

Tran̺s̾port̡i͖ng̞ h̦im shoul̀dn̴’̡t ͪbe ̀too ̈́diffic̋ulẗ́,̡ I̟ can telepo͛rt to ẗh͆e out̟er realm̉ *he continued quietly while Terrance still looked thoughtful*

THE PRINCE OF DEMONS! *a thunderous voice boomed out suddenly from the table, calling Andrew up, and causing some demons to murmur*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew blinked, startled as he looked upwards towards the source of the voice at the table. Andrew walks up to the table

[antidemonrp]

*The pink blob was the one who had yelled. As Andrew walked up, it changed into a Toucan who bowed at him then pushed a spreadsheet towards him. It asked for a name, whether the demon was a first time participant or not and whether they were pure mimic or not.

One demon youngling with orange and yellow butterfly wings was standing nearby, and clearly wandered away from the crowd. He looked at Andrew with wide amazed eyes before nervously approaching him.

Frith and Terrance were talking about Darko’s imprisonment*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew writes down his name, lists himself as a first time participant, and writes down half mimic and half fire demon on the forms. The prince glanced towards the butterfly youngling

"Hello."

[antidemonrp]

*the young demon’s face brightens and his wings flap a little* hi! Are you Prince? My friend says you’re gonna win! *he says in a squeaky voice; he looked around 5 in human years.*

I’l͍l ͤma̝k̇e the̵ ͧa̡nn̾ounc̞ement of his͗ a͇rr̖e͎s̕t ̮once h̋e̐’̀sͤ mov͂ed, ͕sͥo my̔ people know they’re safe. *Frith explained to Terrance quietly, and the lizard nodded.*

Ok, then he should be moved as soon as possible *Terrance said.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew smiled

"Indeed I am. I'm glad you're friend thinks so!" He looks around "Where are your parents? You look quite young."

[antidemonrp]

*the young demon’s face brightens and he smiles widely, bouncing on his toes. But he then stops and sways a little* they round here… *he mumbled, making it clear he’d wandered off, before smiling again.* my friend say you can fly, but I never saw that. Do you have wings like me?

*the Toucan takes the spreadsheet and looks at it with a nod, before calling up the last demon.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew moves his coat slightly to reveal his wings

"I can fly and I do have wings, but I broke one a few weeks ago, so it's still healing." He answered "How about you show me where your parents are?"

[antidemonrp]

*The demon’s eyes widen in amazement as he gasps* wow…. *he whispers but then looks down a little guilty* erm…ok… *he mumbles before reaching up to take Andrew’s hand.

Frith and Terrance had moved nearer to the pathway back to the portal and Frith was clearly trying to hide his shock while Terrance looked stern*

Your majesty, we had to take precautions after Darko nearly wiped out our kind-

By placing a small explosive in the back of his neck *Frith finished breathlessly. He huffs and nods* ok…is it programmable? Or is there another way to get to the plot of land?

Not from the demon realm *Terrance thinks* I think it is programmable…I wasn’t the one who inserted it, so will have to check the temple…

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew ignores his fathers conversation and takes the childs hands

"Can you tell me where you saw your parents last?"

[antidemonrp]

*The little demon nodded, then looked round before walking in a random direction. Demons moved out of their way, some of them looking at Andrew confused then warmly as they realized the situation.*

MAMA! MAMA! *the demon called out.

Frith nodded* ok.̰ Ho̲w lọn͡g w̏i͆ll tha̓t take?

*Terrance shrugged* few days? One day? I’m not sure. But I’ll send someone to the castle once I have my answer. *he said, already knowing who to pick.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew smiled at the little demon running towards their mom, then he hears whispering and snickering. He turns his head to see the girl who'd thrown garbage at him earlier talking to a few other demons, and pointing at him

"I heard the prince doesn't have any actual powers yet.." Entropy whispered to another competing demon "The contest might be rigged too, considering whos participating.."

[antidemonrp]

*the little demon ran upto a butterfly-like creature who looked worried and hugged their son, then looked at Andrew and nodded a thank you.

Frith nodded, but Terrance’s attention had shifted, and his eyes narrowed at Entropy. Frith blinked then followed his gaze. Recognizing the demon from earlier, he glared and was about to walk towards her but stopped when Terrance put a hand on his shoulder.*

No, don’t. Lets just see what happens *Terrance said calmly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy continues her gossip and giggles, before cold water is "coincidentally" poured onto her. Andrew stood nearby, and theres a purple glow around the cup that had spilled onto Entropy

[antidemonrp]

*The two watched and Frith raised his eyebrows when the water hit her, while Terrance nodded as if confirming something. He then looked at Frith*

See? *he said softly then looked sympathetic* I know ya want to look out for him, but he has to learn to stand up for himself sometimes.

*Frith looked serious as he nodded, thinking back to Andrew telling Darko he was dismissed as a mentor* y̯ou’̿re ri͢ght…

*Terrance smiled then glanced back at the table: the blob was calling him over.* welp, that’s my cue. *he then smirks* ya might wanna get the Prince; tournaments starting *he said just as another demon’s booming voice announced the tournament.*

Make s̬ure h͎e’s ̴treated equal t͌ó ̿th̕e other part̥ic̥ipaͬnts *Frith said quietly before watching Terrance walk away. Frith then watched Andrew*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew walks over to Frith

"Hi dad! Uh, I'm kinda nervous.."

[antidemonrp]

*Frith smiles at first then looks concerned, his ears twitching*

Hu̓h?ͫ How͠ come̱? ͅ *he asks softly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew shrugged

"Dunno.. never been in a contest before."

[antidemonrp]

*Frith sighed softly*

I see.̥ Welͭl,ͯ don̦’t thiṇk of it̢ as ͚a contest, ͮand ṭhink of̅ it a͆s ͦyͤou showiͥng̢ these demͅo̫ns ͌what ÿ́ou ca͖n do. *he says softly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Okay.." Andrew smiled at his father before going to join the other contestants.. One of which was Entropy

[antidemonrp]

*Frith smiled back* J̿ust d̀o yoùr͟ b̚est ̖ *he said softly before following him to join the crowd of demons watching the tournament.

Terrance stepped in the middle of the circle and positioned each contestant in a single line, with a lot of space between them, before standing in front of them*

Welcome to the mimic tournament! Some of you are regular to this *he glanced at Entropy then looked away* while some are new! *he looked at Andrew and a yellow gecko demon at the far end.*

And no matter where you’ve come from, I want this to be fairly judged; no special treatment for anyone will be given! *he then takes a scroll out of his pocket* the rules are as follows: I will shout a category or scenario that you will be mimicking, and the demon who mimics as perfectly as possible gets a point. At the end, the points will be counted thus declaring the winner!

*He then looked serious* to ensure equality and fairness, the categories have been chosen by an outsource! *he then unrolled the paper and looked at the first one, then looked up*

BLENDING INTO YOUR ENVIRONMENT!

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew camouflages into his surroundings like a chameleon, and Entropy shifted into a stone

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance kept looking at the paper until all of them had mimicked. He then looked up and started walking up and down, commenting on each one:*

Evan, I can see your tail. Half point

A stone? Creative but boring since you did that last time. Half point

Robertson, why are you floating? Either mimic the ground or sky successfully. Zero

Well Dan…there’s always next time I guess…Zero

*Frith’s ears started to droop: he didn’t expect Terrance to be so…harsh. But then he blinked as he watched the red lizard stop and spin round in a slight panic. He gave a worried glance to Frith, who just looked confused, before pacing round…and walked straight into Andrew.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy shifts back and frowns

Andrews appearance returns to normal, and he keeps a calm expression

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance blinks, surprised, before slowly standing up, smiling a little* very good. One point *he said before going back to stand in front of the contestants. He then looks at the paper again* FELINE!

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy turns herself into a cheetah, and Andrew shifted into a small black cat with purple eyes

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance repeated the movement then started pacing up and down again:*

That’s better Evan! One point-DAN! ARE YOU EVEN TAKING THIS SERIOUSLY?! *Terrance suddenly hissed at Evan, who had mimicked a Jackalope. Terrance facepalmed then continued:*

Robertson, felines have 4 legs, not 5. Half point

*he then smiles at Entropy* that’s better, and a nice choice. One point.

*he then looks at Andrew and his smile falters a little* Boring pick. Half point

*Frith rolled his eyes then frowned: he wasn’t sure what Terrance was thinking.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew frowns, but shifts back. Entropy gives a smug grin to Andrew before waiting for the next announcement

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance was quicker with the next category this time, making Frith jump a little*

FURNITURE! EXCLUDING CHAIRS! *Terrance yells out quickly.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Furniture.. shit shit shit.. Andrew wasn't good with objects. Focusing as much as he can.. Andrew shifts into a desk and Entropy shifts into a mirror

[antidemonrp]

*When Terrance looks up, he blinks….and then facepalms which should say all his thoughts on this round. But he still goes through each contestant:*

Dan, you’re disqualified. You’re clearly not taking this seriously *he growled, glaring, to a small pile of grey dull looking pebbles. The pebbles wobbled a little before rolling slowly away. Terrance watched them before continuing:*

And Robertson, you’re not listening: that’s an armchair. Zero

*he then looked at the desk and narrowed his eyes* simple. Can be a good thing if perfectly done…which this is. One point. *he says blankly, but a small slither of a smile was on his face. He then looked at the mirror thoughtfully*

Very decorative…reflection is good and unique. *he nods* one point.

*Frith frowned then turned to a demon next to him*

how ͧmaͪny ro͜uͤnds do the tourname͗nts havē? *he whispered.

The demon looked momentarily surprised before clearing its throat* there’s usually a few more. *they think before shrugging* 2 or 3.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew and Entropy shift back, staring at eachother then at Terrance

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance frowns as he looks at the paper then clears his throat*

Mimic something that represents how you’re feeling right now

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy, feeling prideful, mimics a trophy. Andrew hesitates for a moment, before choosing a shadow

[antidemonrp]

*When Terrance looks up, his focus is immediately on Entropy and he scoffs, rolling his eyes*

It looks great, nice shine, but you always find a way to change into some type of prize. Half point: next tournament, try to branch out more.

*he then looks at Robertson and lets out a laugh: he’d turned into a big bouncy ball* the shape’s a little off meaning the bounce is confusing, but it looks great. Half point.

Terrance then turns around and his smile falls, as he looks a little worried at Andrew* …I see… *he mutters, slowly approaching him. He stays quiet for a few moments* one point. The shadow is a perfect shade with the current weather and the angle is perfect.

*Frith’s ears droop a little, seeing the shadow, but then glitches messily, wincing: he’d suddenly gotten a strong sting of pain all across his body.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew gets a bad feeling setting in, but nods in acknowledgement at Terrances comment before shifting to normal

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance didn’t notice anything as he reads the next prompt:

A SOURCE OF LIGHT!

*Frith’s eyes flicker as he starts to feel his body try to lose consciousness, but he glitched a little to avoid it. His ears were still drooped: he knew something was really wrong outside of this realm.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy turns into a candle, and Andrew turns into a flame

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance looks up and immediately rolls his eyes: Robertson had changed into a small campfire*

Well this is boring…*he sighs and looks at all three*… half point to all: they look great but there’s no creativity here….

*he said sternly, his voice trailing off as he noticed a far off building glitching from the corner of his eye. He glanced at Frith, who had a pleading look in his eyes: he didn’t want Andrew’s education interrupted for once.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Mr. Terrance. I am aware this is late into the competition, but I am withdrawing. My father is clearly not well. We should return home." Andrew requested

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance snapped his head at Andrew and opened and closed his mouth. He was hoping Andrew hadn’t noticed and Frith was shaking his head, telling him to disobey the Prince. Terrance closed his eyes, thinking, before exhaling*

We will be taking a short break; if anyone wishes to join or leave the tournament, that time is now! *Terrance announced. Frith huffed, dissapointed and looked down…and his whole body followed as he collapsed.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

(CONTINUED FROM PREVIOUS THREAD)

*Frith looked at the ground as the two walked into the mimic realm. He was trying not to sway round due to the constantly changing environment. However, he did notice that Darko wasn’t in his head anymore, and hadn’t since he’d stepped through the portal.*

Andrew seems unaffected by the changing environment, he's in a more flexible outfit this time. He looks around for Terrance

"Do you uh, think I'll find a mentor for my mimicry abilities?"

[antidemonrp]

*Frith glanced up* That’̹s wh̡at th̶e͗ t͞ournament is for,̪ for ̬y̆a. Once ̓the̯ sign ups have c̪oncluded,͙ th̋e r̨ul̆e͂s wi͔ll be͛ exp̫l̹ained ̾

*he explained slowly; he realized he didn’t have a clue what the event would entail. The circular space at the end of the pathway was crowded.

At the back of the space was a long wooden table with a placard sign next to it: ‘tournament sign ups here!’ Terrance was standing behind the table watching the line of demons write their names down and talking to a pink blob with four arms and hands*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew stands in line to sign up for the tournament, tail twitching nervously as he looked around

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance looked cheerful as he nodded along with the blob’s words, then his eyes wandered and smiled as he noticed Andrew. He waved then excused himself to go to the two*

Ya made it! I’m glad! *he called out as he approached them, then frowns* hopefully things got sorted *he said to Andrew*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Oh, yes. Things are fine now." Andrew replies, nodding

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance nodded then frowned a little as he saw Frith’s serious expression*

We ͠n͊e̛ed t͍o ̈́talk *he said quietly. Terrance opened his mouth to protest, but Frith narrowed his eyes* N̋òw.

*Terrance closed his mouth and nodded.* ok, but make it quick. I need to be here before the tournament starts.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Father arrested the demon butcher and he's currently imprisoned in the dungeons, and his sentence is banishment." Andrew explained quietly "We aren't sure where to send him where he cannot return or harm another demon."

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance looked shocked while Frith blinked and glitched a little, a bit annoyed*

Well͖, I w̴a͇s̰ ̤g̻onńa tell ̍ya in priv͐atḙ *Frith says quietly, growling the last word as he glares at Andrew. But he then huffs and looks at Terrance seriously* But…ye̎s. Tͪhat̂’s the͑ gist of it͑.̴

*Terrance blinks at them then exhales sharply* oh…wow…ok…*he blinks, and a slight relieved smile appears on his face as he thinks. Frith tried to hide his disgust as he spotted the smile*

Well…there is an unhabitied plot of land outside of this realm *Terrance shrugged* we never built on it and it’s far enough that no one goes there.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew looks down at the ground when his father glares at him, and decides to remain silent till his father makes a decision

[antidemonrp]

*Frith thinks, his ears twitching, then sighs*

Tͥha̋t sounds̍ lik͡e̾ ̃a ̔gͪood͝ idea. *he eventually says confidently, but he felt awful that he was sealing his best friend’s fate.*

Tran̺s̾port̡i͖ng̞ h̦im shoul̀dn̴’̡t ͪbe ̀too ̈́diffic̋ulẗ́,̡ I̟ can telepo͛rt to ẗh͆e out̟er realm̉ *he continued quietly while Terrance still looked thoughtful*

THE PRINCE OF DEMONS! *a thunderous voice boomed out suddenly from the table, calling Andrew up, and causing some demons to murmur*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew blinked, startled as he looked upwards towards the source of the voice at the table. Andrew walks up to the table

[antidemonrp]

*The pink blob was the one who had yelled. As Andrew walked up, it changed into a Toucan who bowed at him then pushed a spreadsheet towards him. It asked for a name, whether the demon was a first time participant or not and whether they were pure mimic or not.

One demon youngling with orange and yellow butterfly wings was standing nearby, and clearly wandered away from the crowd. He looked at Andrew with wide amazed eyes before nervously approaching him.

Frith and Terrance were talking about Darko’s imprisonment*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew writes down his name, lists himself as a first time participant, and writes down half mimic and half fire demon on the forms. The prince glanced towards the butterfly youngling

"Hello."

[antidemonrp]

*the young demon’s face brightens and his wings flap a little* hi! Are you Prince? My friend says you’re gonna win! *he says in a squeaky voice; he looked around 5 in human years.*

I’l͍l ͤma̝k̇e the̵ ͧa̡nn̾ounc̞ement of his͗ a͇rr̖e͎s̕t ̮once h̋e̐’̀sͤ mov͂ed, ͕sͥo my̔ people know they’re safe. *Frith explained to Terrance quietly, and the lizard nodded.*

Ok, then he should be moved as soon as possible *Terrance said.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew smiled

"Indeed I am. I'm glad you're friend thinks so!" He looks around "Where are your parents? You look quite young."

[antidemonrp]

*the young demon’s face brightens and he smiles widely, bouncing on his toes. But he then stops and sways a little* they round here… *he mumbled, making it clear he’d wandered off, before smiling again.* my friend say you can fly, but I never saw that. Do you have wings like me?

*the Toucan takes the spreadsheet and looks at it with a nod, before calling up the last demon.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew moves his coat slightly to reveal his wings

"I can fly and I do have wings, but I broke one a few weeks ago, so it's still healing." He answered "How about you show me where your parents are?"

[antidemonrp]

*The demon’s eyes widen in amazement as he gasps* wow…. *he whispers but then looks down a little guilty* erm…ok… *he mumbles before reaching up to take Andrew’s hand.

Frith and Terrance had moved nearer to the pathway back to the portal and Frith was clearly trying to hide his shock while Terrance looked stern*

Your majesty, we had to take precautions after Darko nearly wiped out our kind-

By placing a small explosive in the back of his neck *Frith finished breathlessly. He huffs and nods* ok…is it programmable? Or is there another way to get to the plot of land?

Not from the demon realm *Terrance thinks* I think it is programmable…I wasn’t the one who inserted it, so will have to check the temple…

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew ignores his fathers conversation and takes the childs hands

"Can you tell me where you saw your parents last?"

[antidemonrp]

*The little demon nodded, then looked round before walking in a random direction. Demons moved out of their way, some of them looking at Andrew confused then warmly as they realized the situation.*

MAMA! MAMA! *the demon called out.

Frith nodded* ok.̰ Ho̲w lọn͡g w̏i͆ll tha̓t take?

*Terrance shrugged* few days? One day? I’m not sure. But I’ll send someone to the castle once I have my answer. *he said, already knowing who to pick.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew smiled at the little demon running towards their mom, then he hears whispering and snickering. He turns his head to see the girl who'd thrown garbage at him earlier talking to a few other demons, and pointing at him

"I heard the prince doesn't have any actual powers yet.." Entropy whispered to another competing demon "The contest might be rigged too, considering whos participating.."

[antidemonrp]

*the little demon ran upto a butterfly-like creature who looked worried and hugged their son, then looked at Andrew and nodded a thank you.

Frith nodded, but Terrance’s attention had shifted, and his eyes narrowed at Entropy. Frith blinked then followed his gaze. Recognizing the demon from earlier, he glared and was about to walk towards her but stopped when Terrance put a hand on his shoulder.*

No, don’t. Lets just see what happens *Terrance said calmly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy continues her gossip and giggles, before cold water is "coincidentally" poured onto her. Andrew stood nearby, and theres a purple glow around the cup that had spilled onto Entropy

[antidemonrp]

*The two watched and Frith raised his eyebrows when the water hit her, while Terrance nodded as if confirming something. He then looked at Frith*

See? *he said softly then looked sympathetic* I know ya want to look out for him, but he has to learn to stand up for himself sometimes.

*Frith looked serious as he nodded, thinking back to Andrew telling Darko he was dismissed as a mentor* y̯ou’̿re ri͢ght…

*Terrance smiled then glanced back at the table: the blob was calling him over.* welp, that’s my cue. *he then smirks* ya might wanna get the Prince; tournaments starting *he said just as another demon’s booming voice announced the tournament.*

Make s̬ure h͎e’s ̴treated equal t͌ó ̿th̕e other part̥ic̥ipaͬnts *Frith said quietly before watching Terrance walk away. Frith then watched Andrew*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew walks over to Frith

"Hi dad! Uh, I'm kinda nervous.."

[antidemonrp]

*Frith smiles at first then looks concerned, his ears twitching*

Hu̓h?ͫ How͠ come̱? ͅ *he asks softly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew shrugged

"Dunno.. never been in a contest before."

[antidemonrp]

*Frith sighed softly*

I see.̥ Welͭl,ͯ don̦’t thiṇk of it̢ as ͚a contest, ͮand ṭhink of̅ it a͆s ͦyͤou showiͥng̢ these demͅo̫ns ͌what ÿ́ou ca͖n do. *he says softly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Okay.." Andrew smiled at his father before going to join the other contestants.. One of which was Entropy

[antidemonrp]

*Frith smiled back* J̿ust d̀o yoùr͟ b̚est ̖ *he said softly before following him to join the crowd of demons watching the tournament.

Terrance stepped in the middle of the circle and positioned each contestant in a single line, with a lot of space between them, before standing in front of them*

Welcome to the mimic tournament! Some of you are regular to this *he glanced at Entropy then looked away* while some are new! *he looked at Andrew and a yellow gecko demon at the far end.*

And no matter where you’ve come from, I want this to be fairly judged; no special treatment for anyone will be given! *he then takes a scroll out of his pocket* the rules are as follows: I will shout a category or scenario that you will be mimicking, and the demon who mimics as perfectly as possible gets a point. At the end, the points will be counted thus declaring the winner!

*He then looked serious* to ensure equality and fairness, the categories have been chosen by an outsource! *he then unrolled the paper and looked at the first one, then looked up*

BLENDING INTO YOUR ENVIRONMENT!

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew camouflages into his surroundings like a chameleon, and Entropy shifted into a stone

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance kept looking at the paper until all of them had mimicked. He then looked up and started walking up and down, commenting on each one:*

Evan, I can see your tail. Half point

A stone? Creative but boring since you did that last time. Half point

Robertson, why are you floating? Either mimic the ground or sky successfully. Zero

Well Dan…there’s always next time I guess…Zero

*Frith’s ears started to droop: he didn’t expect Terrance to be so…harsh. But then he blinked as he watched the red lizard stop and spin round in a slight panic. He gave a worried glance to Frith, who just looked confused, before pacing round…and walked straight into Andrew.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy shifts back and frowns

Andrews appearance returns to normal, and he keeps a calm expression

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance blinks, surprised, before slowly standing up, smiling a little* very good. One point *he said before going back to stand in front of the contestants. He then looks at the paper again* FELINE!

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy turns herself into a cheetah, and Andrew shifted into a small black cat with purple eyes

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance repeated the movement then started pacing up and down again:*

That’s better Evan! One point-DAN! ARE YOU EVEN TAKING THIS SERIOUSLY?! *Terrance suddenly hissed at Evan, who had mimicked a Jackalope. Terrance facepalmed then continued:*

Robertson, felines have 4 legs, not 5. Half point

*he then smiles at Entropy* that’s better, and a nice choice. One point.

*he then looks at Andrew and his smile falters a little* Boring pick. Half point

*Frith rolled his eyes then frowned: he wasn’t sure what Terrance was thinking.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew frowns, but shifts back. Entropy gives a smug grin to Andrew before waiting for the next announcement

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance was quicker with the next category this time, making Frith jump a little*

FURNITURE! EXCLUDING CHAIRS! *Terrance yells out quickly.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Furniture.. shit shit shit.. Andrew wasn't good with objects. Focusing as much as he can.. Andrew shifts into a desk and Entropy shifts into a mirror

[antidemonrp]

*When Terrance looks up, he blinks….and then facepalms which should say all his thoughts on this round. But he still goes through each contestant:*

Dan, you’re disqualified. You’re clearly not taking this seriously *he growled, glaring, to a small pile of grey dull looking pebbles. The pebbles wobbled a little before rolling slowly away. Terrance watched them before continuing:*

And Robertson, you’re not listening: that’s an armchair. Zero

*he then looked at the desk and narrowed his eyes* simple. Can be a good thing if perfectly done…which this is. One point. *he says blankly, but a small slither of a smile was on his face. He then looked at the mirror thoughtfully*

Very decorative…reflection is good and unique. *he nods* one point.

*Frith frowned then turned to a demon next to him*

how ͧmaͪny ro͜uͤnds do the tourname͗nts havē? *he whispered.

The demon looked momentarily surprised before clearing its throat* there’s usually a few more. *they think before shrugging* 2 or 3.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew and Entropy shift back, staring at eachother then at Terrance

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance frowns as he looks at the paper then clears his throat*

Mimic something that represents how you’re feeling right now

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy, feeling prideful, mimics a trophy. Andrew hesitates for a moment, before choosing a shadow

[antidemonrp]

*When Terrance looks up, his focus is immediately on Entropy and he scoffs, rolling his eyes*

It looks great, nice shine, but you always find a way to change into some type of prize. Half point: next tournament, try to branch out more.

*he then looks at Robertson and lets out a laugh: he’d turned into a big bouncy ball* the shape’s a little off meaning the bounce is confusing, but it looks great. Half point.

Terrance then turns around and his smile falls, as he looks a little worried at Andrew* …I see… *he mutters, slowly approaching him. He stays quiet for a few moments* one point. The shadow is a perfect shade with the current weather and the angle is perfect.

*Frith’s ears droop a little, seeing the shadow, but then glitches messily, wincing: he’d suddenly gotten a strong sting of pain all across his body.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew gets a bad feeling setting in, but nods in acknowledgement at Terrances comment before shifting to normal

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance didn’t notice anything as he reads the next prompt:

A SOURCE OF LIGHT!

*Frith’s eyes flicker as he starts to feel his body try to lose consciousness, but he glitched a little to avoid it. His ears were still drooped: he knew something was really wrong outside of this realm.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy turns into a candle, and Andrew turns into a flame

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance looks up and immediately rolls his eyes: Robertson had changed into a small campfire*

Well this is boring…*he sighs and looks at all three*… half point to all: they look great but there’s no creativity here….

*he said sternly, his voice trailing off as he noticed a far off building glitching from the corner of his eye. He glanced at Frith, who had a pleading look in his eyes: he didn’t want Andrew’s education interrupted for once.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

(CONTINUED FROM PREVIOUS THREAD)

*Frith looked at the ground as the two walked into the mimic realm. He was trying not to sway round due to the constantly changing environment. However, he did notice that Darko wasn’t in his head anymore, and hadn’t since he’d stepped through the portal.*

Andrew seems unaffected by the changing environment, he's in a more flexible outfit this time. He looks around for Terrance

"Do you uh, think I'll find a mentor for my mimicry abilities?"

[antidemonrp]

*Frith glanced up* That’̹s wh̡at th̶e͗ t͞ournament is for,̪ for ̬y̆a. Once ̓the̯ sign ups have c̪oncluded,͙ th̋e r̨ul̆e͂s wi͔ll be͛ exp̫l̹ained ̾

*he explained slowly; he realized he didn’t have a clue what the event would entail. The circular space at the end of the pathway was crowded.

At the back of the space was a long wooden table with a placard sign next to it: ‘tournament sign ups here!’ Terrance was standing behind the table watching the line of demons write their names down and talking to a pink blob with four arms and hands*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew stands in line to sign up for the tournament, tail twitching nervously as he looked around

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance looked cheerful as he nodded along with the blob’s words, then his eyes wandered and smiled as he noticed Andrew. He waved then excused himself to go to the two*

Ya made it! I’m glad! *he called out as he approached them, then frowns* hopefully things got sorted *he said to Andrew*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Oh, yes. Things are fine now." Andrew replies, nodding

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance nodded then frowned a little as he saw Frith’s serious expression*

We ͠n͊e̛ed t͍o ̈́talk *he said quietly. Terrance opened his mouth to protest, but Frith narrowed his eyes* N̋òw.

*Terrance closed his mouth and nodded.* ok, but make it quick. I need to be here before the tournament starts.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Father arrested the demon butcher and he's currently imprisoned in the dungeons, and his sentence is banishment." Andrew explained quietly "We aren't sure where to send him where he cannot return or harm another demon."

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance looked shocked while Frith blinked and glitched a little, a bit annoyed*

Well͖, I w̴a͇s̰ ̤g̻onńa tell ̍ya in priv͐atḙ *Frith says quietly, growling the last word as he glares at Andrew. But he then huffs and looks at Terrance seriously* But…ye̎s. Tͪhat̂’s the͑ gist of it͑.̴

*Terrance blinks at them then exhales sharply* oh…wow…ok…*he blinks, and a slight relieved smile appears on his face as he thinks. Frith tried to hide his disgust as he spotted the smile*

Well…there is an unhabitied plot of land outside of this realm *Terrance shrugged* we never built on it and it’s far enough that no one goes there.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew looks down at the ground when his father glares at him, and decides to remain silent till his father makes a decision

[antidemonrp]

*Frith thinks, his ears twitching, then sighs*

Tͥha̋t sounds̍ lik͡e̾ ̃a ̔gͪood͝ idea. *he eventually says confidently, but he felt awful that he was sealing his best friend’s fate.*

Tran̺s̾port̡i͖ng̞ h̦im shoul̀dn̴’̡t ͪbe ̀too ̈́diffic̋ulẗ́,̡ I̟ can telepo͛rt to ẗh͆e out̟er realm̉ *he continued quietly while Terrance still looked thoughtful*

THE PRINCE OF DEMONS! *a thunderous voice boomed out suddenly from the table, calling Andrew up, and causing some demons to murmur*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew blinked, startled as he looked upwards towards the source of the voice at the table. Andrew walks up to the table

[antidemonrp]

*The pink blob was the one who had yelled. As Andrew walked up, it changed into a Toucan who bowed at him then pushed a spreadsheet towards him. It asked for a name, whether the demon was a first time participant or not and whether they were pure mimic or not.

One demon youngling with orange and yellow butterfly wings was standing nearby, and clearly wandered away from the crowd. He looked at Andrew with wide amazed eyes before nervously approaching him.

Frith and Terrance were talking about Darko’s imprisonment*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew writes down his name, lists himself as a first time participant, and writes down half mimic and half fire demon on the forms. The prince glanced towards the butterfly youngling

"Hello."

[antidemonrp]

*the young demon’s face brightens and his wings flap a little* hi! Are you Prince? My friend says you’re gonna win! *he says in a squeaky voice; he looked around 5 in human years.*

I’l͍l ͤma̝k̇e the̵ ͧa̡nn̾ounc̞ement of his͗ a͇rr̖e͎s̕t ̮once h̋e̐’̀sͤ mov͂ed, ͕sͥo my̔ people know they’re safe. *Frith explained to Terrance quietly, and the lizard nodded.*

Ok, then he should be moved as soon as possible *Terrance said.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew smiled

"Indeed I am. I'm glad you're friend thinks so!" He looks around "Where are your parents? You look quite young."

[antidemonrp]

*the young demon’s face brightens and he smiles widely, bouncing on his toes. But he then stops and sways a little* they round here… *he mumbled, making it clear he’d wandered off, before smiling again.* my friend say you can fly, but I never saw that. Do you have wings like me?

*the Toucan takes the spreadsheet and looks at it with a nod, before calling up the last demon.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew moves his coat slightly to reveal his wings

"I can fly and I do have wings, but I broke one a few weeks ago, so it's still healing." He answered "How about you show me where your parents are?"

[antidemonrp]

*The demon’s eyes widen in amazement as he gasps* wow…. *he whispers but then looks down a little guilty* erm…ok… *he mumbles before reaching up to take Andrew’s hand.

Frith and Terrance had moved nearer to the pathway back to the portal and Frith was clearly trying to hide his shock while Terrance looked stern*

Your majesty, we had to take precautions after Darko nearly wiped out our kind-

By placing a small explosive in the back of his neck *Frith finished breathlessly. He huffs and nods* ok…is it programmable? Or is there another way to get to the plot of land?

Not from the demon realm *Terrance thinks* I think it is programmable…I wasn’t the one who inserted it, so will have to check the temple…

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew ignores his fathers conversation and takes the childs hands

"Can you tell me where you saw your parents last?"

[antidemonrp]

*The little demon nodded, then looked round before walking in a random direction. Demons moved out of their way, some of them looking at Andrew confused then warmly as they realized the situation.*

MAMA! MAMA! *the demon called out.

Frith nodded* ok.̰ Ho̲w lọn͡g w̏i͆ll tha̓t take?

*Terrance shrugged* few days? One day? I’m not sure. But I’ll send someone to the castle once I have my answer. *he said, already knowing who to pick.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew smiled at the little demon running towards their mom, then he hears whispering and snickering. He turns his head to see the girl who'd thrown garbage at him earlier talking to a few other demons, and pointing at him

"I heard the prince doesn't have any actual powers yet.." Entropy whispered to another competing demon "The contest might be rigged too, considering whos participating.."

[antidemonrp]

*the little demon ran upto a butterfly-like creature who looked worried and hugged their son, then looked at Andrew and nodded a thank you.

Frith nodded, but Terrance’s attention had shifted, and his eyes narrowed at Entropy. Frith blinked then followed his gaze. Recognizing the demon from earlier, he glared and was about to walk towards her but stopped when Terrance put a hand on his shoulder.*

No, don’t. Lets just see what happens *Terrance said calmly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy continues her gossip and giggles, before cold water is "coincidentally" poured onto her. Andrew stood nearby, and theres a purple glow around the cup that had spilled onto Entropy

[antidemonrp]

*The two watched and Frith raised his eyebrows when the water hit her, while Terrance nodded as if confirming something. He then looked at Frith*

See? *he said softly then looked sympathetic* I know ya want to look out for him, but he has to learn to stand up for himself sometimes.

*Frith looked serious as he nodded, thinking back to Andrew telling Darko he was dismissed as a mentor* y̯ou’̿re ri͢ght…

*Terrance smiled then glanced back at the table: the blob was calling him over.* welp, that’s my cue. *he then smirks* ya might wanna get the Prince; tournaments starting *he said just as another demon’s booming voice announced the tournament.*

Make s̬ure h͎e’s ̴treated equal t͌ó ̿th̕e other part̥ic̥ipaͬnts *Frith said quietly before watching Terrance walk away. Frith then watched Andrew*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew walks over to Frith

"Hi dad! Uh, I'm kinda nervous.."

[antidemonrp]

*Frith smiles at first then looks concerned, his ears twitching*

Hu̓h?ͫ How͠ come̱? ͅ *he asks softly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew shrugged

"Dunno.. never been in a contest before."

[antidemonrp]

*Frith sighed softly*

I see.̥ Welͭl,ͯ don̦’t thiṇk of it̢ as ͚a contest, ͮand ṭhink of̅ it a͆s ͦyͤou showiͥng̢ these demͅo̫ns ͌what ÿ́ou ca͖n do. *he says softly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Okay.." Andrew smiled at his father before going to join the other contestants.. One of which was Entropy

[antidemonrp]

*Frith smiled back* J̿ust d̀o yoùr͟ b̚est ̖ *he said softly before following him to join the crowd of demons watching the tournament.

Terrance stepped in the middle of the circle and positioned each contestant in a single line, with a lot of space between them, before standing in front of them*

Welcome to the mimic tournament! Some of you are regular to this *he glanced at Entropy then looked away* while some are new! *he looked at Andrew and a yellow gecko demon at the far end.*

And no matter where you’ve come from, I want this to be fairly judged; no special treatment for anyone will be given! *he then takes a scroll out of his pocket* the rules are as follows: I will shout a category or scenario that you will be mimicking, and the demon who mimics as perfectly as possible gets a point. At the end, the points will be counted thus declaring the winner!

*He then looked serious* to ensure equality and fairness, the categories have been chosen by an outsource! *he then unrolled the paper and looked at the first one, then looked up*

BLENDING INTO YOUR ENVIRONMENT!

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew camouflages into his surroundings like a chameleon, and Entropy shifted into a stone

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance kept looking at the paper until all of them had mimicked. He then looked up and started walking up and down, commenting on each one:*

Evan, I can see your tail. Half point

A stone? Creative but boring since you did that last time. Half point

Robertson, why are you floating? Either mimic the ground or sky successfully. Zero

Well Dan…there’s always next time I guess…Zero

*Frith’s ears started to droop: he didn’t expect Terrance to be so…harsh. But then he blinked as he watched the red lizard stop and spin round in a slight panic. He gave a worried glance to Frith, who just looked confused, before pacing round…and walked straight into Andrew.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy shifts back and frowns

Andrews appearance returns to normal, and he keeps a calm expression

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance blinks, surprised, before slowly standing up, smiling a little* very good. One point *he said before going back to stand in front of the contestants. He then looks at the paper again* FELINE!

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy turns herself into a cheetah, and Andrew shifted into a small black cat with purple eyes

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance repeated the movement then started pacing up and down again:*

That’s better Evan! One point-DAN! ARE YOU EVEN TAKING THIS SERIOUSLY?! *Terrance suddenly hissed at Evan, who had mimicked a Jackalope. Terrance facepalmed then continued:*

Robertson, felines have 4 legs, not 5. Half point

*he then smiles at Entropy* that’s better, and a nice choice. One point.

*he then looks at Andrew and his smile falters a little* Boring pick. Half point

*Frith rolled his eyes then frowned: he wasn’t sure what Terrance was thinking.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew frowns, but shifts back. Entropy gives a smug grin to Andrew before waiting for the next announcement

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance was quicker with the next category this time, making Frith jump a little*

FURNITURE! EXCLUDING CHAIRS! *Terrance yells out quickly.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Furniture.. shit shit shit.. Andrew wasn't good with objects. Focusing as much as he can.. Andrew shifts into a desk and Entropy shifts into a mirror

[antidemonrp]

*When Terrance looks up, he blinks….and then facepalms which should say all his thoughts on this round. But he still goes through each contestant:*

Dan, you’re disqualified. You’re clearly not taking this seriously *he growled, glaring, to a small pile of grey dull looking pebbles. The pebbles wobbled a little before rolling slowly away. Terrance watched them before continuing:*

And Robertson, you’re not listening: that’s an armchair. Zero

*he then looked at the desk and narrowed his eyes* simple. Can be a good thing if perfectly done…which this is. One point. *he says blankly, but a small slither of a smile was on his face. He then looked at the mirror thoughtfully*

Very decorative…reflection is good and unique. *he nods* one point.

*Frith frowned then turned to a demon next to him*

how ͧmaͪny ro͜uͤnds do the tourname͗nts havē? *he whispered.

The demon looked momentarily surprised before clearing its throat* there’s usually a few more. *they think before shrugging* 2 or 3.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew and Entropy shift back, staring at eachother then at Terrance

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance frowns as he looks at the paper then clears his throat*

Mimic something that represents how you’re feeling right now

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy, feeling prideful, mimics a trophy. Andrew hesitates for a moment, before choosing a shadow

[antidemonrp]

*When Terrance looks up, his focus is immediately on Entropy and he scoffs, rolling his eyes*

It looks great, nice shine, but you always find a way to change into some type of prize. Half point: next tournament, try to branch out more.

*he then looks at Robertson and lets out a laugh: he’d turned into a big bouncy ball* the shape’s a little off meaning the bounce is confusing, but it looks great. Half point.

Terrance then turns around and his smile falls, as he looks a little worried at Andrew* …I see… *he mutters, slowly approaching him. He stays quiet for a few moments* one point. The shadow is a perfect shade with the current weather and the angle is perfect.

*Frith’s ears droop a little, seeing the shadow, but then glitches messily, wincing: he’d suddenly gotten a strong sting of pain all across his body.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew gets a bad feeling setting in, but nods in acknowledgement at Terrances comment before shifting to normal

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance didn’t notice anything as he reads the next prompt:

A SOURCE OF LIGHT!

*Frith’s eyes flicker as he starts to feel his body try to lose consciousness, but he glitched a little to avoid it. His ears were still drooped: he knew something was really wrong outside of this realm.*

[anomalyobservers]

One Year Celebration!

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[jacksepticeye-simp]

(CONTINUED FROM PREVIOUS THREAD)

*Frith looked at the ground as the two walked into the mimic realm. He was trying not to sway round due to the constantly changing environment. However, he did notice that Darko wasn’t in his head anymore, and hadn’t since he’d stepped through the portal.*

Andrew seems unaffected by the changing environment, he's in a more flexible outfit this time. He looks around for Terrance

"Do you uh, think I'll find a mentor for my mimicry abilities?"

[antidemonrp]

*Frith glanced up* That’̹s wh̡at th̶e͗ t͞ournament is for,̪ for ̬y̆a. Once ̓the̯ sign ups have c̪oncluded,͙ th̋e r̨ul̆e͂s wi͔ll be͛ exp̫l̹ained ̾

*he explained slowly; he realized he didn’t have a clue what the event would entail. The circular space at the end of the pathway was crowded.

At the back of the space was a long wooden table with a placard sign next to it: ‘tournament sign ups here!’ Terrance was standing behind the table watching the line of demons write their names down and talking to a pink blob with four arms and hands*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew stands in line to sign up for the tournament, tail twitching nervously as he looked around

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance looked cheerful as he nodded along with the blob’s words, then his eyes wandered and smiled as he noticed Andrew. He waved then excused himself to go to the two*

Ya made it! I’m glad! *he called out as he approached them, then frowns* hopefully things got sorted *he said to Andrew*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Oh, yes. Things are fine now." Andrew replies, nodding

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance nodded then frowned a little as he saw Frith’s serious expression*

We ͠n͊e̛ed t͍o ̈́talk *he said quietly. Terrance opened his mouth to protest, but Frith narrowed his eyes* N̋òw.

*Terrance closed his mouth and nodded.* ok, but make it quick. I need to be here before the tournament starts.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Father arrested the demon butcher and he's currently imprisoned in the dungeons, and his sentence is banishment." Andrew explained quietly "We aren't sure where to send him where he cannot return or harm another demon."

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance looked shocked while Frith blinked and glitched a little, a bit annoyed*

Well͖, I w̴a͇s̰ ̤g̻onńa tell ̍ya in priv͐atḙ *Frith says quietly, growling the last word as he glares at Andrew. But he then huffs and looks at Terrance seriously* But…ye̎s. Tͪhat̂’s the͑ gist of it͑.̴

*Terrance blinks at them then exhales sharply* oh…wow…ok…*he blinks, and a slight relieved smile appears on his face as he thinks. Frith tried to hide his disgust as he spotted the smile*

Well…there is an unhabitied plot of land outside of this realm *Terrance shrugged* we never built on it and it’s far enough that no one goes there.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew looks down at the ground when his father glares at him, and decides to remain silent till his father makes a decision

[antidemonrp]

*Frith thinks, his ears twitching, then sighs*

Tͥha̋t sounds̍ lik͡e̾ ̃a ̔gͪood͝ idea. *he eventually says confidently, but he felt awful that he was sealing his best friend’s fate.*

Tran̺s̾port̡i͖ng̞ h̦im shoul̀dn̴’̡t ͪbe ̀too ̈́diffic̋ulẗ́,̡ I̟ can telepo͛rt to ẗh͆e out̟er realm̉ *he continued quietly while Terrance still looked thoughtful*

THE PRINCE OF DEMONS! *a thunderous voice boomed out suddenly from the table, calling Andrew up, and causing some demons to murmur*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew blinked, startled as he looked upwards towards the source of the voice at the table. Andrew walks up to the table

[antidemonrp]

*The pink blob was the one who had yelled. As Andrew walked up, it changed into a Toucan who bowed at him then pushed a spreadsheet towards him. It asked for a name, whether the demon was a first time participant or not and whether they were pure mimic or not.

One demon youngling with orange and yellow butterfly wings was standing nearby, and clearly wandered away from the crowd. He looked at Andrew with wide amazed eyes before nervously approaching him.

Frith and Terrance were talking about Darko’s imprisonment*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew writes down his name, lists himself as a first time participant, and writes down half mimic and half fire demon on the forms. The prince glanced towards the butterfly youngling

"Hello."

[antidemonrp]

*the young demon’s face brightens and his wings flap a little* hi! Are you Prince? My friend says you’re gonna win! *he says in a squeaky voice; he looked around 5 in human years.*

I’l͍l ͤma̝k̇e the̵ ͧa̡nn̾ounc̞ement of his͗ a͇rr̖e͎s̕t ̮once h̋e̐’̀sͤ mov͂ed, ͕sͥo my̔ people know they’re safe. *Frith explained to Terrance quietly, and the lizard nodded.*

Ok, then he should be moved as soon as possible *Terrance said.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew smiled

"Indeed I am. I'm glad you're friend thinks so!" He looks around "Where are your parents? You look quite young."

[antidemonrp]

*the young demon’s face brightens and he smiles widely, bouncing on his toes. But he then stops and sways a little* they round here… *he mumbled, making it clear he’d wandered off, before smiling again.* my friend say you can fly, but I never saw that. Do you have wings like me?

*the Toucan takes the spreadsheet and looks at it with a nod, before calling up the last demon.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew moves his coat slightly to reveal his wings

"I can fly and I do have wings, but I broke one a few weeks ago, so it's still healing." He answered "How about you show me where your parents are?"

[antidemonrp]

*The demon’s eyes widen in amazement as he gasps* wow…. *he whispers but then looks down a little guilty* erm…ok… *he mumbles before reaching up to take Andrew’s hand.

Frith and Terrance had moved nearer to the pathway back to the portal and Frith was clearly trying to hide his shock while Terrance looked stern*

Your majesty, we had to take precautions after Darko nearly wiped out our kind-

By placing a small explosive in the back of his neck *Frith finished breathlessly. He huffs and nods* ok…is it programmable? Or is there another way to get to the plot of land?

Not from the demon realm *Terrance thinks* I think it is programmable…I wasn’t the one who inserted it, so will have to check the temple…

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew ignores his fathers conversation and takes the childs hands

"Can you tell me where you saw your parents last?"

[antidemonrp]

*The little demon nodded, then looked round before walking in a random direction. Demons moved out of their way, some of them looking at Andrew confused then warmly as they realized the situation.*

MAMA! MAMA! *the demon called out.

Frith nodded* ok.̰ Ho̲w lọn͡g w̏i͆ll tha̓t take?

*Terrance shrugged* few days? One day? I’m not sure. But I’ll send someone to the castle once I have my answer. *he said, already knowing who to pick.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew smiled at the little demon running towards their mom, then he hears whispering and snickering. He turns his head to see the girl who'd thrown garbage at him earlier talking to a few other demons, and pointing at him

"I heard the prince doesn't have any actual powers yet.." Entropy whispered to another competing demon "The contest might be rigged too, considering whos participating.."

[antidemonrp]

*the little demon ran upto a butterfly-like creature who looked worried and hugged their son, then looked at Andrew and nodded a thank you.

Frith nodded, but Terrance’s attention had shifted, and his eyes narrowed at Entropy. Frith blinked then followed his gaze. Recognizing the demon from earlier, he glared and was about to walk towards her but stopped when Terrance put a hand on his shoulder.*

No, don’t. Lets just see what happens *Terrance said calmly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy continues her gossip and giggles, before cold water is "coincidentally" poured onto her. Andrew stood nearby, and theres a purple glow around the cup that had spilled onto Entropy

[antidemonrp]

*The two watched and Frith raised his eyebrows when the water hit her, while Terrance nodded as if confirming something. He then looked at Frith*

See? *he said softly then looked sympathetic* I know ya want to look out for him, but he has to learn to stand up for himself sometimes.

*Frith looked serious as he nodded, thinking back to Andrew telling Darko he was dismissed as a mentor* y̯ou’̿re ri͢ght…

*Terrance smiled then glanced back at the table: the blob was calling him over.* welp, that’s my cue. *he then smirks* ya might wanna get the Prince; tournaments starting *he said just as another demon’s booming voice announced the tournament.*

Make s̬ure h͎e’s ̴treated equal t͌ó ̿th̕e other part̥ic̥ipaͬnts *Frith said quietly before watching Terrance walk away. Frith then watched Andrew*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew walks over to Frith

"Hi dad! Uh, I'm kinda nervous.."

[antidemonrp]

*Frith smiles at first then looks concerned, his ears twitching*

Hu̓h?ͫ How͠ come̱? ͅ *he asks softly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew shrugged

"Dunno.. never been in a contest before."

[antidemonrp]

*Frith sighed softly*

I see.̥ Welͭl,ͯ don̦’t thiṇk of it̢ as ͚a contest, ͮand ṭhink of̅ it a͆s ͦyͤou showiͥng̢ these demͅo̫ns ͌what ÿ́ou ca͖n do. *he says softly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Okay.." Andrew smiled at his father before going to join the other contestants.. One of which was Entropy

[antidemonrp]

*Frith smiled back* J̿ust d̀o yoùr͟ b̚est ̖ *he said softly before following him to join the crowd of demons watching the tournament.

Terrance stepped in the middle of the circle and positioned each contestant in a single line, with a lot of space between them, before standing in front of them*

Welcome to the mimic tournament! Some of you are regular to this *he glanced at Entropy then looked away* while some are new! *he looked at Andrew and a yellow gecko demon at the far end.*

And no matter where you’ve come from, I want this to be fairly judged; no special treatment for anyone will be given! *he then takes a scroll out of his pocket* the rules are as follows: I will shout a category or scenario that you will be mimicking, and the demon who mimics as perfectly as possible gets a point. At the end, the points will be counted thus declaring the winner!

*He then looked serious* to ensure equality and fairness, the categories have been chosen by an outsource! *he then unrolled the paper and looked at the first one, then looked up*

BLENDING INTO YOUR ENVIRONMENT!

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew camouflages into his surroundings like a chameleon, and Entropy shifted into a stone

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance kept looking at the paper until all of them had mimicked. He then looked up and started walking up and down, commenting on each one:*

Evan, I can see your tail. Half point

A stone? Creative but boring since you did that last time. Half point

Robertson, why are you floating? Either mimic the ground or sky successfully. Zero

Well Dan…there’s always next time I guess…Zero

*Frith’s ears started to droop: he didn’t expect Terrance to be so…harsh. But then he blinked as he watched the red lizard stop and spin round in a slight panic. He gave a worried glance to Frith, who just looked confused, before pacing round…and walked straight into Andrew.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy shifts back and frowns

Andrews appearance returns to normal, and he keeps a calm expression

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance blinks, surprised, before slowly standing up, smiling a little* very good. One point *he said before going back to stand in front of the contestants. He then looks at the paper again* FELINE!

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy turns herself into a cheetah, and Andrew shifted into a small black cat with purple eyes

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance repeated the movement then started pacing up and down again:*

That’s better Evan! One point-DAN! ARE YOU EVEN TAKING THIS SERIOUSLY?! *Terrance suddenly hissed at Evan, who had mimicked a Jackalope. Terrance facepalmed then continued:*

Robertson, felines have 4 legs, not 5. Half point

*he then smiles at Entropy* that’s better, and a nice choice. One point.

*he then looks at Andrew and his smile falters a little* Boring pick. Half point

*Frith rolled his eyes then frowned: he wasn’t sure what Terrance was thinking.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew frowns, but shifts back. Entropy gives a smug grin to Andrew before waiting for the next announcement

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance was quicker with the next category this time, making Frith jump a little*

FURNITURE! EXCLUDING CHAIRS! *Terrance yells out quickly.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Furniture.. shit shit shit.. Andrew wasn't good with objects. Focusing as much as he can.. Andrew shifts into a desk and Entropy shifts into a mirror

[antidemonrp]

*When Terrance looks up, he blinks….and then facepalms which should say all his thoughts on this round. But he still goes through each contestant:*

Dan, you’re disqualified. You’re clearly not taking this seriously *he growled, glaring, to a small pile of grey dull looking pebbles. The pebbles wobbled a little before rolling slowly away. Terrance watched them before continuing:*

And Robertson, you’re not listening: that’s an armchair. Zero

*he then looked at the desk and narrowed his eyes* simple. Can be a good thing if perfectly done…which this is. One point. *he says blankly, but a small slither of a smile was on his face. He then looked at the mirror thoughtfully*

Very decorative…reflection is good and unique. *he nods* one point.

*Frith frowned then turned to a demon next to him*

how ͧmaͪny ro͜uͤnds do the tourname͗nts havē? *he whispered.

The demon looked momentarily surprised before clearing its throat* there’s usually a few more. *they think before shrugging* 2 or 3.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew and Entropy shift back, staring at eachother then at Terrance

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance frowns as he looks at the paper then clears his throat*

Mimic something that represents how you’re feeling right now

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy, feeling prideful, mimics a trophy. Andrew hesitates for a moment, before choosing a shadow

[antidemonrp]

*When Terrance looks up, his focus is immediately on Entropy and he scoffs, rolling his eyes*

It looks great, nice shine, but you always find a way to change into some type of prize. Half point: next tournament, try to branch out more.

*he then looks at Robertson and lets out a laugh: he’d turned into a big bouncy ball* the shape’s a little off meaning the bounce is confusing, but it looks great. Half point.

Terrance then turns around and his smile falls, as he looks a little worried at Andrew* …I see… *he mutters, slowly approaching him. He stays quiet for a few moments* one point. The shadow is a perfect shade with the current weather and the angle is perfect.

*Frith’s ears droop a little, seeing the shadow, but then glitches messily, wincing: he’d suddenly gotten a strong sting of pain all across his body.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

(CONTINUED FROM PREVIOUS THREAD)

*Frith looked at the ground as the two walked into the mimic realm. He was trying not to sway round due to the constantly changing environment. However, he did notice that Darko wasn’t in his head anymore, and hadn’t since he’d stepped through the portal.*

Andrew seems unaffected by the changing environment, he's in a more flexible outfit this time. He looks around for Terrance

"Do you uh, think I'll find a mentor for my mimicry abilities?"

[antidemonrp]

*Frith glanced up* That’̹s wh̡at th̶e͗ t͞ournament is for,̪ for ̬y̆a. Once ̓the̯ sign ups have c̪oncluded,͙ th̋e r̨ul̆e͂s wi͔ll be͛ exp̫l̹ained ̾

*he explained slowly; he realized he didn’t have a clue what the event would entail. The circular space at the end of the pathway was crowded.

At the back of the space was a long wooden table with a placard sign next to it: ‘tournament sign ups here!’ Terrance was standing behind the table watching the line of demons write their names down and talking to a pink blob with four arms and hands*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew stands in line to sign up for the tournament, tail twitching nervously as he looked around

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance looked cheerful as he nodded along with the blob’s words, then his eyes wandered and smiled as he noticed Andrew. He waved then excused himself to go to the two*

Ya made it! I’m glad! *he called out as he approached them, then frowns* hopefully things got sorted *he said to Andrew*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Oh, yes. Things are fine now." Andrew replies, nodding

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance nodded then frowned a little as he saw Frith’s serious expression*

We ͠n͊e̛ed t͍o ̈́talk *he said quietly. Terrance opened his mouth to protest, but Frith narrowed his eyes* N̋òw.

*Terrance closed his mouth and nodded.* ok, but make it quick. I need to be here before the tournament starts.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Father arrested the demon butcher and he's currently imprisoned in the dungeons, and his sentence is banishment." Andrew explained quietly "We aren't sure where to send him where he cannot return or harm another demon."

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance looked shocked while Frith blinked and glitched a little, a bit annoyed*

Well͖, I w̴a͇s̰ ̤g̻onńa tell ̍ya in priv͐atḙ *Frith says quietly, growling the last word as he glares at Andrew. But he then huffs and looks at Terrance seriously* But…ye̎s. Tͪhat̂’s the͑ gist of it͑.̴

*Terrance blinks at them then exhales sharply* oh…wow…ok…*he blinks, and a slight relieved smile appears on his face as he thinks. Frith tried to hide his disgust as he spotted the smile*

Well…there is an unhabitied plot of land outside of this realm *Terrance shrugged* we never built on it and it’s far enough that no one goes there.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew looks down at the ground when his father glares at him, and decides to remain silent till his father makes a decision

[antidemonrp]

*Frith thinks, his ears twitching, then sighs*

Tͥha̋t sounds̍ lik͡e̾ ̃a ̔gͪood͝ idea. *he eventually says confidently, but he felt awful that he was sealing his best friend’s fate.*

Tran̺s̾port̡i͖ng̞ h̦im shoul̀dn̴’̡t ͪbe ̀too ̈́diffic̋ulẗ́,̡ I̟ can telepo͛rt to ẗh͆e out̟er realm̉ *he continued quietly while Terrance still looked thoughtful*

THE PRINCE OF DEMONS! *a thunderous voice boomed out suddenly from the table, calling Andrew up, and causing some demons to murmur*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew blinked, startled as he looked upwards towards the source of the voice at the table. Andrew walks up to the table

[antidemonrp]

*The pink blob was the one who had yelled. As Andrew walked up, it changed into a Toucan who bowed at him then pushed a spreadsheet towards him. It asked for a name, whether the demon was a first time participant or not and whether they were pure mimic or not.

One demon youngling with orange and yellow butterfly wings was standing nearby, and clearly wandered away from the crowd. He looked at Andrew with wide amazed eyes before nervously approaching him.

Frith and Terrance were talking about Darko’s imprisonment*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew writes down his name, lists himself as a first time participant, and writes down half mimic and half fire demon on the forms. The prince glanced towards the butterfly youngling

"Hello."

[antidemonrp]

*the young demon’s face brightens and his wings flap a little* hi! Are you Prince? My friend says you’re gonna win! *he says in a squeaky voice; he looked around 5 in human years.*

I’l͍l ͤma̝k̇e the̵ ͧa̡nn̾ounc̞ement of his͗ a͇rr̖e͎s̕t ̮once h̋e̐’̀sͤ mov͂ed, ͕sͥo my̔ people know they’re safe. *Frith explained to Terrance quietly, and the lizard nodded.*

Ok, then he should be moved as soon as possible *Terrance said.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew smiled

"Indeed I am. I'm glad you're friend thinks so!" He looks around "Where are your parents? You look quite young."

[antidemonrp]

*the young demon’s face brightens and he smiles widely, bouncing on his toes. But he then stops and sways a little* they round here… *he mumbled, making it clear he’d wandered off, before smiling again.* my friend say you can fly, but I never saw that. Do you have wings like me?

*the Toucan takes the spreadsheet and looks at it with a nod, before calling up the last demon.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew moves his coat slightly to reveal his wings

"I can fly and I do have wings, but I broke one a few weeks ago, so it's still healing." He answered "How about you show me where your parents are?"

[antidemonrp]

*The demon’s eyes widen in amazement as he gasps* wow…. *he whispers but then looks down a little guilty* erm…ok… *he mumbles before reaching up to take Andrew’s hand.

Frith and Terrance had moved nearer to the pathway back to the portal and Frith was clearly trying to hide his shock while Terrance looked stern*

Your majesty, we had to take precautions after Darko nearly wiped out our kind-

By placing a small explosive in the back of his neck *Frith finished breathlessly. He huffs and nods* ok…is it programmable? Or is there another way to get to the plot of land?

Not from the demon realm *Terrance thinks* I think it is programmable…I wasn’t the one who inserted it, so will have to check the temple…

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew ignores his fathers conversation and takes the childs hands

"Can you tell me where you saw your parents last?"

[antidemonrp]

*The little demon nodded, then looked round before walking in a random direction. Demons moved out of their way, some of them looking at Andrew confused then warmly as they realized the situation.*

MAMA! MAMA! *the demon called out.

Frith nodded* ok.̰ Ho̲w lọn͡g w̏i͆ll tha̓t take?

*Terrance shrugged* few days? One day? I’m not sure. But I’ll send someone to the castle once I have my answer. *he said, already knowing who to pick.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew smiled at the little demon running towards their mom, then he hears whispering and snickering. He turns his head to see the girl who'd thrown garbage at him earlier talking to a few other demons, and pointing at him

"I heard the prince doesn't have any actual powers yet.." Entropy whispered to another competing demon "The contest might be rigged too, considering whos participating.."

[antidemonrp]

*the little demon ran upto a butterfly-like creature who looked worried and hugged their son, then looked at Andrew and nodded a thank you.

Frith nodded, but Terrance’s attention had shifted, and his eyes narrowed at Entropy. Frith blinked then followed his gaze. Recognizing the demon from earlier, he glared and was about to walk towards her but stopped when Terrance put a hand on his shoulder.*

No, don’t. Lets just see what happens *Terrance said calmly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy continues her gossip and giggles, before cold water is "coincidentally" poured onto her. Andrew stood nearby, and theres a purple glow around the cup that had spilled onto Entropy

[antidemonrp]

*The two watched and Frith raised his eyebrows when the water hit her, while Terrance nodded as if confirming something. He then looked at Frith*

See? *he said softly then looked sympathetic* I know ya want to look out for him, but he has to learn to stand up for himself sometimes.

*Frith looked serious as he nodded, thinking back to Andrew telling Darko he was dismissed as a mentor* y̯ou’̿re ri͢ght…

*Terrance smiled then glanced back at the table: the blob was calling him over.* welp, that’s my cue. *he then smirks* ya might wanna get the Prince; tournaments starting *he said just as another demon’s booming voice announced the tournament.*

Make s̬ure h͎e’s ̴treated equal t͌ó ̿th̕e other part̥ic̥ipaͬnts *Frith said quietly before watching Terrance walk away. Frith then watched Andrew*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew walks over to Frith

"Hi dad! Uh, I'm kinda nervous.."

[antidemonrp]

*Frith smiles at first then looks concerned, his ears twitching*

Hu̓h?ͫ How͠ come̱? ͅ *he asks softly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew shrugged

"Dunno.. never been in a contest before."

[antidemonrp]

*Frith sighed softly*

I see.̥ Welͭl,ͯ don̦’t thiṇk of it̢ as ͚a contest, ͮand ṭhink of̅ it a͆s ͦyͤou showiͥng̢ these demͅo̫ns ͌what ÿ́ou ca͖n do. *he says softly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Okay.." Andrew smiled at his father before going to join the other contestants.. One of which was Entropy

[antidemonrp]

*Frith smiled back* J̿ust d̀o yoùr͟ b̚est ̖ *he said softly before following him to join the crowd of demons watching the tournament.

Terrance stepped in the middle of the circle and positioned each contestant in a single line, with a lot of space between them, before standing in front of them*

Welcome to the mimic tournament! Some of you are regular to this *he glanced at Entropy then looked away* while some are new! *he looked at Andrew and a yellow gecko demon at the far end.*

And no matter where you’ve come from, I want this to be fairly judged; no special treatment for anyone will be given! *he then takes a scroll out of his pocket* the rules are as follows: I will shout a category or scenario that you will be mimicking, and the demon who mimics as perfectly as possible gets a point. At the end, the points will be counted thus declaring the winner!

*He then looked serious* to ensure equality and fairness, the categories have been chosen by an outsource! *he then unrolled the paper and looked at the first one, then looked up*

BLENDING INTO YOUR ENVIRONMENT!

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew camouflages into his surroundings like a chameleon, and Entropy shifted into a stone

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance kept looking at the paper until all of them had mimicked. He then looked up and started walking up and down, commenting on each one:*

Evan, I can see your tail. Half point

A stone? Creative but boring since you did that last time. Half point

Robertson, why are you floating? Either mimic the ground or sky successfully. Zero

Well Dan…there’s always next time I guess…Zero

*Frith’s ears started to droop: he didn’t expect Terrance to be so…harsh. But then he blinked as he watched the red lizard stop and spin round in a slight panic. He gave a worried glance to Frith, who just looked confused, before pacing round…and walked straight into Andrew.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy shifts back and frowns

Andrews appearance returns to normal, and he keeps a calm expression

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance blinks, surprised, before slowly standing up, smiling a little* very good. One point *he said before going back to stand in front of the contestants. He then looks at the paper again* FELINE!

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy turns herself into a cheetah, and Andrew shifted into a small black cat with purple eyes

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance repeated the movement then started pacing up and down again:*

That’s better Evan! One point-DAN! ARE YOU EVEN TAKING THIS SERIOUSLY?! *Terrance suddenly hissed at Evan, who had mimicked a Jackalope. Terrance facepalmed then continued:*

Robertson, felines have 4 legs, not 5. Half point

*he then smiles at Entropy* that’s better, and a nice choice. One point.

*he then looks at Andrew and his smile falters a little* Boring pick. Half point

*Frith rolled his eyes then frowned: he wasn’t sure what Terrance was thinking.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew frowns, but shifts back. Entropy gives a smug grin to Andrew before waiting for the next announcement

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance was quicker with the next category this time, making Frith jump a little*

FURNITURE! EXCLUDING CHAIRS! *Terrance yells out quickly.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Furniture.. shit shit shit.. Andrew wasn't good with objects. Focusing as much as he can.. Andrew shifts into a desk and Entropy shifts into a mirror

[antidemonrp]

*When Terrance looks up, he blinks….and then facepalms which should say all his thoughts on this round. But he still goes through each contestant:*

Dan, you’re disqualified. You’re clearly not taking this seriously *he growled, glaring, to a small pile of grey dull looking pebbles. The pebbles wobbled a little before rolling slowly away. Terrance watched them before continuing:*

And Robertson, you’re not listening: that’s an armchair. Zero

*he then looked at the desk and narrowed his eyes* simple. Can be a good thing if perfectly done…which this is. One point. *he says blankly, but a small slither of a smile was on his face. He then looked at the mirror thoughtfully*

Very decorative…reflection is good and unique. *he nods* one point.

*Frith frowned then turned to a demon next to him*

how ͧmaͪny ro͜uͤnds do the tourname͗nts havē? *he whispered.

The demon looked momentarily surprised before clearing its throat* there’s usually a few more. *they think before shrugging* 2 or 3.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew and Entropy shift back, staring at eachother then at Terrance

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance frowns as he looks at the paper then clears his throat*

Mimic something that represents how you’re feeling right now

[jacksepticeye-simp]

(CONTINUED FROM PREVIOUS THREAD)

*Frith looked at the ground as the two walked into the mimic realm. He was trying not to sway round due to the constantly changing environment. However, he did notice that Darko wasn’t in his head anymore, and hadn’t since he’d stepped through the portal.*

Andrew seems unaffected by the changing environment, he's in a more flexible outfit this time. He looks around for Terrance

"Do you uh, think I'll find a mentor for my mimicry abilities?"

[antidemonrp]

*Frith glanced up* That’̹s wh̡at th̶e͗ t͞ournament is for,̪ for ̬y̆a. Once ̓the̯ sign ups have c̪oncluded,͙ th̋e r̨ul̆e͂s wi͔ll be͛ exp̫l̹ained ̾

*he explained slowly; he realized he didn’t have a clue what the event would entail. The circular space at the end of the pathway was crowded.

At the back of the space was a long wooden table with a placard sign next to it: ‘tournament sign ups here!’ Terrance was standing behind the table watching the line of demons write their names down and talking to a pink blob with four arms and hands*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew stands in line to sign up for the tournament, tail twitching nervously as he looked around

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance looked cheerful as he nodded along with the blob’s words, then his eyes wandered and smiled as he noticed Andrew. He waved then excused himself to go to the two*

Ya made it! I’m glad! *he called out as he approached them, then frowns* hopefully things got sorted *he said to Andrew*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Oh, yes. Things are fine now." Andrew replies, nodding

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance nodded then frowned a little as he saw Frith’s serious expression*

We ͠n͊e̛ed t͍o ̈́talk *he said quietly. Terrance opened his mouth to protest, but Frith narrowed his eyes* N̋òw.

*Terrance closed his mouth and nodded.* ok, but make it quick. I need to be here before the tournament starts.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Father arrested the demon butcher and he's currently imprisoned in the dungeons, and his sentence is banishment." Andrew explained quietly "We aren't sure where to send him where he cannot return or harm another demon."

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance looked shocked while Frith blinked and glitched a little, a bit annoyed*

Well͖, I w̴a͇s̰ ̤g̻onńa tell ̍ya in priv͐atḙ *Frith says quietly, growling the last word as he glares at Andrew. But he then huffs and looks at Terrance seriously* But…ye̎s. Tͪhat̂’s the͑ gist of it͑.̴

*Terrance blinks at them then exhales sharply* oh…wow…ok…*he blinks, and a slight relieved smile appears on his face as he thinks. Frith tried to hide his disgust as he spotted the smile*

Well…there is an unhabitied plot of land outside of this realm *Terrance shrugged* we never built on it and it’s far enough that no one goes there.

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew looks down at the ground when his father glares at him, and decides to remain silent till his father makes a decision

[antidemonrp]

*Frith thinks, his ears twitching, then sighs*

Tͥha̋t sounds̍ lik͡e̾ ̃a ̔gͪood͝ idea. *he eventually says confidently, but he felt awful that he was sealing his best friend’s fate.*

Tran̺s̾port̡i͖ng̞ h̦im shoul̀dn̴’̡t ͪbe ̀too ̈́diffic̋ulẗ́,̡ I̟ can telepo͛rt to ẗh͆e out̟er realm̉ *he continued quietly while Terrance still looked thoughtful*

THE PRINCE OF DEMONS! *a thunderous voice boomed out suddenly from the table, calling Andrew up, and causing some demons to murmur*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew blinked, startled as he looked upwards towards the source of the voice at the table. Andrew walks up to the table

[antidemonrp]

*The pink blob was the one who had yelled. As Andrew walked up, it changed into a Toucan who bowed at him then pushed a spreadsheet towards him. It asked for a name, whether the demon was a first time participant or not and whether they were pure mimic or not.

One demon youngling with orange and yellow butterfly wings was standing nearby, and clearly wandered away from the crowd. He looked at Andrew with wide amazed eyes before nervously approaching him.

Frith and Terrance were talking about Darko’s imprisonment*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew writes down his name, lists himself as a first time participant, and writes down half mimic and half fire demon on the forms. The prince glanced towards the butterfly youngling

"Hello."

[antidemonrp]

*the young demon’s face brightens and his wings flap a little* hi! Are you Prince? My friend says you’re gonna win! *he says in a squeaky voice; he looked around 5 in human years.*

I’l͍l ͤma̝k̇e the̵ ͧa̡nn̾ounc̞ement of his͗ a͇rr̖e͎s̕t ̮once h̋e̐’̀sͤ mov͂ed, ͕sͥo my̔ people know they’re safe. *Frith explained to Terrance quietly, and the lizard nodded.*

Ok, then he should be moved as soon as possible *Terrance said.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew smiled

"Indeed I am. I'm glad you're friend thinks so!" He looks around "Where are your parents? You look quite young."

[antidemonrp]

*the young demon’s face brightens and he smiles widely, bouncing on his toes. But he then stops and sways a little* they round here… *he mumbled, making it clear he’d wandered off, before smiling again.* my friend say you can fly, but I never saw that. Do you have wings like me?

*the Toucan takes the spreadsheet and looks at it with a nod, before calling up the last demon.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew moves his coat slightly to reveal his wings

"I can fly and I do have wings, but I broke one a few weeks ago, so it's still healing." He answered "How about you show me where your parents are?"

[antidemonrp]

*The demon’s eyes widen in amazement as he gasps* wow…. *he whispers but then looks down a little guilty* erm…ok… *he mumbles before reaching up to take Andrew’s hand.

Frith and Terrance had moved nearer to the pathway back to the portal and Frith was clearly trying to hide his shock while Terrance looked stern*

Your majesty, we had to take precautions after Darko nearly wiped out our kind-

By placing a small explosive in the back of his neck *Frith finished breathlessly. He huffs and nods* ok…is it programmable? Or is there another way to get to the plot of land?

Not from the demon realm *Terrance thinks* I think it is programmable…I wasn’t the one who inserted it, so will have to check the temple…

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew ignores his fathers conversation and takes the childs hands

"Can you tell me where you saw your parents last?"

[antidemonrp]

*The little demon nodded, then looked round before walking in a random direction. Demons moved out of their way, some of them looking at Andrew confused then warmly as they realized the situation.*

MAMA! MAMA! *the demon called out.

Frith nodded* ok.̰ Ho̲w lọn͡g w̏i͆ll tha̓t take?

*Terrance shrugged* few days? One day? I’m not sure. But I’ll send someone to the castle once I have my answer. *he said, already knowing who to pick.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew smiled at the little demon running towards their mom, then he hears whispering and snickering. He turns his head to see the girl who'd thrown garbage at him earlier talking to a few other demons, and pointing at him

"I heard the prince doesn't have any actual powers yet.." Entropy whispered to another competing demon "The contest might be rigged too, considering whos participating.."

[antidemonrp]

*the little demon ran upto a butterfly-like creature who looked worried and hugged their son, then looked at Andrew and nodded a thank you.

Frith nodded, but Terrance’s attention had shifted, and his eyes narrowed at Entropy. Frith blinked then followed his gaze. Recognizing the demon from earlier, he glared and was about to walk towards her but stopped when Terrance put a hand on his shoulder.*

No, don’t. Lets just see what happens *Terrance said calmly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy continues her gossip and giggles, before cold water is "coincidentally" poured onto her. Andrew stood nearby, and theres a purple glow around the cup that had spilled onto Entropy

[antidemonrp]

*The two watched and Frith raised his eyebrows when the water hit her, while Terrance nodded as if confirming something. He then looked at Frith*

See? *he said softly then looked sympathetic* I know ya want to look out for him, but he has to learn to stand up for himself sometimes.

*Frith looked serious as he nodded, thinking back to Andrew telling Darko he was dismissed as a mentor* y̯ou’̿re ri͢ght…

*Terrance smiled then glanced back at the table: the blob was calling him over.* welp, that’s my cue. *he then smirks* ya might wanna get the Prince; tournaments starting *he said just as another demon’s booming voice announced the tournament.*

Make s̬ure h͎e’s ̴treated equal t͌ó ̿th̕e other part̥ic̥ipaͬnts *Frith said quietly before watching Terrance walk away. Frith then watched Andrew*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew walks over to Frith

"Hi dad! Uh, I'm kinda nervous.."

[antidemonrp]

*Frith smiles at first then looks concerned, his ears twitching*

Hu̓h?ͫ How͠ come̱? ͅ *he asks softly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew shrugged

"Dunno.. never been in a contest before."

[antidemonrp]

*Frith sighed softly*

I see.̥ Welͭl,ͯ don̦’t thiṇk of it̢ as ͚a contest, ͮand ṭhink of̅ it a͆s ͦyͤou showiͥng̢ these demͅo̫ns ͌what ÿ́ou ca͖n do. *he says softly*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

"Okay.." Andrew smiled at his father before going to join the other contestants.. One of which was Entropy

[antidemonrp]

*Frith smiled back* J̿ust d̀o yoùr͟ b̚est ̖ *he said softly before following him to join the crowd of demons watching the tournament.

Terrance stepped in the middle of the circle and positioned each contestant in a single line, with a lot of space between them, before standing in front of them*

Welcome to the mimic tournament! Some of you are regular to this *he glanced at Entropy then looked away* while some are new! *he looked at Andrew and a yellow gecko demon at the far end.*

And no matter where you’ve come from, I want this to be fairly judged; no special treatment for anyone will be given! *he then takes a scroll out of his pocket* the rules are as follows: I will shout a category or scenario that you will be mimicking, and the demon who mimics as perfectly as possible gets a point. At the end, the points will be counted thus declaring the winner!

*He then looked serious* to ensure equality and fairness, the categories have been chosen by an outsource! *he then unrolled the paper and looked at the first one, then looked up*

BLENDING INTO YOUR ENVIRONMENT!

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew camouflages into his surroundings like a chameleon, and Entropy shifted into a stone

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance kept looking at the paper until all of them had mimicked. He then looked up and started walking up and down, commenting on each one:*

Evan, I can see your tail. Half point

A stone? Creative but boring since you did that last time. Half point

Robertson, why are you floating? Either mimic the ground or sky successfully. Zero

Well Dan…there’s always next time I guess…Zero

*Frith’s ears started to droop: he didn’t expect Terrance to be so…harsh. But then he blinked as he watched the red lizard stop and spin round in a slight panic. He gave a worried glance to Frith, who just looked confused, before pacing round…and walked straight into Andrew.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy shifts back and frowns

Andrews appearance returns to normal, and he keeps a calm expression

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance blinks, surprised, before slowly standing up, smiling a little* very good. One point *he said before going back to stand in front of the contestants. He then looks at the paper again* FELINE!

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Entropy turns herself into a cheetah, and Andrew shifted into a small black cat with purple eyes

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance repeated the movement then started pacing up and down again:*

That’s better Evan! One point-DAN! ARE YOU EVEN TAKING THIS SERIOUSLY?! *Terrance suddenly hissed at Evan, who had mimicked a Jackalope. Terrance facepalmed then continued:*

Robertson, felines have 4 legs, not 5. Half point

*he then smiles at Entropy* that’s better, and a nice choice. One point.

*he then looks at Andrew and his smile falters a little* Boring pick. Half point

*Frith rolled his eyes then frowned: he wasn’t sure what Terrance was thinking.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Andrew frowns, but shifts back. Entropy gives a smug grin to Andrew before waiting for the next announcement

[antidemonrp]

*Terrance was quicker with the next category this time, making Frith jump a little*

FURNITURE! EXCLUDING CHAIRS! *Terrance yells out quickly.*

[jacksepticeye-simp]

Furniture.. shit shit shit.. Andrew wasn't good with objects. Focusing as much as he can.. Andrew shifts into a desk and Entropy shifts into a mirror

[antidemonrp]

*When Terrance looks up, he blinks….and then facepalms which should say all his thoughts on this round. But he still goes through each contestant:*

Dan, you’re disqualified. You’re clearly not taking this seriously *he growled, glaring, to a small pile of grey dull looking pebbles. The pebbles wobbled a little before rolling slowly away. Terrance watched them before continuing:*

And Robertson, you’re not listening: that’s an armchair. Zero

*he then looked at the desk and narrowed his eyes* simple. Can be a good thing if perfectly done…which this is. One point. *he says blankly, but a small slither of a smile was on his face. He then looked at the mirror thoughtfully*

Very decorative…reflection is good and unique. *he nods* one point.

*Frith frowned then turned to a demon next to him*

how ͧmaͪny ro͜uͤnds do the tourname͗nts havē? *he whispered.

The demon looked momentarily surprised before clearing its throat* there’s usually a few more. *they think before shrugging* 2 or 3.