Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37629772-20190728101720/@comment-38232361-20191222181811

The female imp's tail wags happily into heart shapes over and over at Louie's acceptance of her request and his offer for an autograph. she then pulls out a wallet from her skirt's pocket and holds out a limited edition holographic rookie trading card featuring Louie in his first match. The punk rolls his eyes and lights a cigarette.

"She's currently speaking with her attorney over how to proceed with her defense." "Nerdly" explains, "We were sent to retrieve Miss Lulu as a witness in her case and-"

"I'll come! Take me now!" Lulu blurts out, interrupting the imp without realizing how badly what she said could be taken out of context.

"That's what she said!" The narrator says, stealing the thunder from A.

"Alright, follow us. She and Vern are currently discussing the details over at Davy Jones' place."

MEANWHILE

The room suddenly felt very cold and darkened as Camilla slowly turned her head to the pile of red goop, her eyelids turning black as the pit as her irises glowed like the fires of hell. One could even hear the ominous choir as she dismounted Steve and slowly strutted towards the creature, a ball of pure black flames roared into life in the palm of her hand. Charred footprints form and burn into the marble floor with each step as her body takes a more terrifying form.

"You want fire? Go ahead and burn!" she spoke, her voice distorted and echoic like a true demon possessing her.

She suddenly extends her arm towards the red slime creature, engulfing it in simultaneously cold and burning hellfire that could only be described as the true meaning of suffering. She poured every bit of hatred, vile, sorrow and all the other negative emotions she had ever felt into her flaming geyser, fueling it to even greater effect as the onyx blaze ravaged the creature's body mercilessly.

MEANWHILE

Roxy resisted for a bit, but finally let him pour the vial of micro demons into her mouth and reluctantly swallowed.

MEANWHILE

Benji gives him a sad smile and chuckles a bit, "It's fine. He would have liked that enthusiasm..."

He then makes a turn and starts heading to see their old war buddy... at the Underworld Veterans Memorial Cemetery.

(He's been dead dead for many years.)

MEANWHILE

If bones still had sweat glands, they'd be in over drive. But, he keeps his cool and shrugs.

"Well not me, but apparently Derrick does since he still has guts and all. Remember the last time we drove him without making a stop or bringing a couple of Hefty bags Jack? The Art Museum job? We had to burn the old hearse and get a new one we couldn't get the smell out!" he says, subtlety urging the boys to go along with the story and make it sound as horrible as possible to get the driver to park faster.