Talk:Baphomet/@comment-26517142-20160521164805/@comment-29564364-20170226210140

I casually push her scythe aside: "First, I'll ask you not to touch my hair. Second, I've already met my maker more than once. It's not uncommon for me to die. And third, I have no interest in sex, much less with lolis. By the way, a death threat? Isn't the Demon Lord's first rule not to kill humans unless necessary?"

Baphy: "Not interested? We'll see about that once I'm done with you!"

Me: " You are of no threat to me. The universe will be reborn a thousand times before you can put the smallest scratch onto me, but let's make a deal. If you succeed, I'll become your slave until the end of one of our lives. There's no time limit and I'm not allowed to move me legs."

Baphy: "Either you're overconfident in your abilities, either you're vastly underestimating mine. In both case, I'm gonna put you back in your place!"

Me: "So is it a deal?"

Baphy: "Converting someone the the Sabbath will never have been easier. Deal!"

Me: "Alright then. Three..."

She backs away a few steps and I sit down.

Me: "Two..."

She takes a fighting stance.

Me: "One..."

She pulls her scythe back, ready to charge.

Me: "ZORO!"

She launches herself towards me and swings her weapon at me once in range.

Me: "Disqualified."

Her attack stops at less than a centimetre from my face. "Excuse me?"

Me: "You started before zero, you're disqualified.

Baphy: "You did say zero!"

Me: "No, I said Zoro."

Baphy: "Ah... Uh... Wha... Eh..."

Me: "Well. It's your loss, so I guess I'll take my leave." I get up and walk away, leaving behind a confused Baphomet.

Her brain finally finishes processing what happened. "WAIT A MINUTE! That was-" She turns around, but I'm already nowhere to be seen.