⛧ AP. // *HELLWALKER

indie  doomslayer .    by  max .    :)

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  They catch the second crucible in midair, returning his smirking with the raise of a brow. However appealing dual wielding sounded– and how VERY appealing it sounded– they questioned his decision. What did he plan to do, march up there and punch the titan in the face? The thought made them snort. Sure, he was probably just as immortal as they were, but unkillable didn’t exactly mean mass-regeneration. He was going to be bleeding an ocean if he pulled any crazy stunts, and a certain supersoldier was going to be the one on clean up.

  Said the one who lived and breathed reckless stupidity. Might as well let him do his own thing– no doubt they were going to do something just as violent, if not just as stupid. 

  “ Whatever ya’ say, hotshot. Missed the humor there, didn’t ya’? ” Crouched behind a pillar to keep out of the Titan’s light of sight, they pulled their own crucible from their back. With a quick flick of their wrist, both swords were soon alight with Argent energy. Okay, now they were grinning. A voiceless giggle was just audible through their helmet, constantly readjusting their grip to try and release their building excitement. It wasn’t the kill to 93– it was stopping evil yet again. And the more to do that, the merrier. ( Couldn’t say they were a fan of his attitude, though. Beggars couldn’t be choosers. )

  “ I dunno ‘bout you… ” They tilted their head just enough to meet his eyes, crimson eyes sparkling like a child’s might, “ but there’s a big fuckin’ demon with my name on it. ”

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           HE  ALLOWS  HIMSELF  A  PRELIMINARY  STRETCH  BEFORE  HIS  GUN’S  BARRELS  REALIGNS  WITH  THE  TITAN’S  FORM .      he  never  particularly  doubted  that  meeting  up  with  another  copy  of  himself  would  be  cool ,    but  perhaps  he  didn’t  factor  in  just  how  easily  their  hype  would  bounce  of  one  another .      &  they’re  right  --  this  isn’t  time  for  strategy .    it’s  time  to  kill  a  fucking  demon . 

         ‘  on  my  count .   three ,  ‘      he  stands ,    losing  his  cover .     ‘  two , ‘      the  titan  spots  them ,    a  growl  crawling  its  way  out  of  its  throat .      ‘  one . ‘

                  he  jumps  towards  the  demon ,    making  the  most  out  of  his  delta  v  jump-boots ,    &  scatters  an  array  of  shot  towards  its  gut .      he  can  only  afford  to  turn  back  &  look  at  his  counterpart  for  nothing  more  than  a  brief  glance  before  he  returns  plummeting  to  hell’s  surface .      the  titan  is  quick  to  bring  its  enormous  claw  in  a  sweeping  motion  towards  the  inter-dimensional  marine ,      &  doomguy  eagerly  uses  his  gauss  precision  shot  to  blast  a  hole  into  its  hand .

              he  can  only  hope  that  his  other  self  is  doing  just  as  well .

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’ I guess we’ll have to make do. ’ -- hellpaid, 93 ( unless you're not okay with duplicates, of course! )

        ‘  make  do ?  ‘      the  smirk  plastered  across  his  face  is  just  barely  visible  through  his  helmet ,      but  the  smugness  is  more  than  evident  in  his  tone .     ‘   why  not  thrive ?  ‘      sure ,    between  the  two  of  them  they  had  only  a  few  rounds  of  ammunition  left ,    &    of  course  it’s  worth  mentioning  the  titan  towering  before  them ,      but  they  did  not  earn  the  title  ‘  doomslayer ‘   by  simply  making  do  .

        ‘  here  ,      take  my  crucible .      now  you’ll  have  two ,   right ?   ‘      the  sword  is  tossed  with  precision  towards  his  double ,     gaze  shifting  to  make  sure  the  titan  still  has  yet  to  spot  them .  

@hellpaid  sent   

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° • ———— THE MIST SENTENCE STARTERS.

’ It wasn’t my fault! ’ ’ I just want you to know that it’s okay… ’ ’ I just want you to know that it’s okay… being scared. ’ ’ And, well, if you need a friend, someone to talk too… ’ ’ I have a friend. God, up above. ’ ’ Don’t you condescend me. ’ ’ You don’t mock me. ’ ’ The day I need a friend like you, I’ll just have myself a little squat and shit one out. ’ ’ That’s not what I was doing. ’ ’ He’s/she’s a fucking kid. He’s/she’s supposed to be stupid. ’ ’ What’s your excuse? ’ ’ With lines like these, I don’t know how good it is. ’ ’ I guess we’ll have to make do. ’ ’ So… any boogeymen? ’ ’ You got that kid killed, and I got his fucking blood on me! ’ ’ We have to tell them. ’ ’ We have to stop them from going outside. ’ ’ We have to tell them. The people in the market. ’ ’ They won’t believe us. ’ ’ I’m not sure I believe it, and I was here. ’ ’ What we saw was impossible. ’ ’ You know that, don’t you? ’ ’ What we saw was impossible. You know that, don’t you? ’ ’ What do we say? How do we… convince them? ’ ’ We gotta discuss how we’re going to stop that thing from getting in here. ’ ’ What do you mean getting in? We shut the loading door. ’ ’ Yeah, but the entire front of the store is plate glass. ’ ’ You can’t convince some people there’s a fire even when their hair is burning. ’ ’ Denial is a powerful thing. ’ ’ What are you saying? What are you proposing? ’ ’ If we all prepare… to meet our maker… ’ ’ Oh, prepare to meet shit! ’ ’ How about if your ass prepares to meet my size ten work boot! ’ ’ The end of times has come. Not in flames, but in mist. ’ ’ If you hit me again, if you dare, you’ll be on your knees. ’ ’ You’ll be on your knees to me before this is through. ’ ’ Now listen people. We are experiencing some kind of disaster. ’ ’ I don’t know whether it’s man-made or natural. ’ ’ I do know that it’s definitely not supernatural. ’ ’ The only way we’re going to help ourselves is to seek rescue. ’ ’ We’re going out. ’ ’ I’m not discussing this any further. ’ ’ I know. I just want to ask a favor. ’ ’ Tie this around your waist. ’ ’ It’ll let us know you at least got three hundred feet. ’ ’ Sure there’s no way I can talk you out of this? ’ ’ There’s nothing out there. Nothing in the mist. ’ ’ What if you’re wrong? ’ ’ I guess… the joke will be on me afterall. ’ ’ You don’t have much faith in humanity, do you? ’ ’ People are basically good; decent. ’ ’ I can’t accept that. ’ ’ Sure, as long as the machines are working and you can dial 911. ’ ’ You throw people in the dark, you scare the shit out of them - no more rules. ’ ’ I had you in school, didn’t I? ’ ’ Like uh, how they… they thought that there were other dimensions. ’ ’ You know, other… other worlds all around us. ’ ’ Well maybe your window turned out to be a door. Isn’t it? ’ ’ They must’ve ripped a hole through by accident. ’ ’ That’s how their world keeps on spilling through into ours. ’ ’ I didn’t understand half of it. ’ ’ Well, we gave it a good shot. ’ ’ Nobody can say we didn’t. ’ ’ I really don’t want you running all over the place. ’ ’ You gotta come look at… the boathouse smashed. ’ ’ Well, you’re a local - any idea what they do up there? ’ ‘ I’m sure you’ve heard the stories. ’ ’ You know, real reliable stuff. ’ ’ Motherfucker! Aw, shit! Motherfucker! Cocksucker! ’ ’ We have Judas in our midst! ’ ’ I wouldn’t have done that if there had been any other way. ’ ’ Shut up, you miserable buzzard! ’ ’ They do it in the Bible, don’t they? ’ ’ Stoning people who piss you off is perfectly okay. ’ ’ Welcome to Sesame Street, kids. Today’s word is ‘expiation’. ’ ’ It appears we may have a problem of some magnitude. ’ ’ What do you know about this mist? ’ ’ I don’t know, man, I’ve got nothing to do with it. ’ ’ How was I supposed to know what you meant? ’ ’ You should’ve said what you meant better! ’ ’ I’ll call the studio when the phones get back up. ’ ’ What choice do they have? ’ ’ How did you two always manage to make me laugh? ’ ’ You have incredibly low standards. ’ ’ Don’t go out there! There’s something in the mist! ’ ’ You want me to report you? You want to lose your job? ’ ’ Look, I’m gonna be taking down names, starting with you. ’ ’ And in the mean time, shut the fuck up and listen. ’ ’ As a species we’re fundamentally insane. ’ ’ Why do you think we invented politics and religion? ’ ’ We got you now, you sorry son of a bitch! ’ ’ That’s what we get for not fixing that roof when we should’ve. ’ ’ Well, you take that up with the Devil when you run into him. ’ ’ You just chat it over at your leisure. ’ ’ Want another reason to get the hell out of here? ’ ’ I’d like to leave before people start drinking the Kool-Aid. ’ ’ Put more than two of us in a room, we pick sides and start dreaming up reasons to kill one another. ’

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SLAYER’S TESTAMENT I: UAC REPORT FILE H8UM66S

in  the  first  age ,    in  the  first  battle ,    when  the  shadows  first  lengthened ,    ONE  STOOD .      burned  by  the  embers  of  armageddon ,    his  soul  blistered  by  the  fires  of  hell  &  tainted  beyond  ascension ,    he  chose  the  path  of  PERPETUAL  TORMENT .    in  his  ravenous  hatred  he  found  no  peace ;    &  with  boiling  blood  he  scoured  the  umbral  plains  SEEKING  VENGANCE  against  the  dark  lords  who  had  wronged  him .      he  wore  the  crown  of  the  night  sentinels ,    &  those  that  tasted  the  bite  of  his  sword  named  him...  THE  DOOM  SLAYER .

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