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[likestokillthings]

[Today Richard happens to be outside, and is testing out a new toy. He managed to obtain a handgun from the shop, which people can thank Asagi for.

His aim isn't the greatest, but he sure looks like he's enjoying himself. And the misery of those he accidentally shoots. Although the handgun can do some damage, he feels it lacks a certain...fwoosh. Either way, prinnies in the vicinity are running around in terror. Richard seems to be having trouble hitting the moving targets though. Well, until he slides the gun into a pocket and just blasts one with some fire. Fwoosh never fails, people.]

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[rose_liberated]

...You are holding it wrong.

[Richard, you may or may not be in luck here. One of the Great Gun Kings Users of the Netherworld is giving you tips. But on the other hand, can you trust a demon for tips on propper gun care?]

[likestokillthings]

I'm hitting things, aren't I?

[rose_liberated]

About one time out of, no about four times out of ten. And at point blank range against prinnies who are no higher level than ten. This is not a good rate of success.

[likestokillthings]

It's not my fault they're trying to run away.

[rose_liberated]

It is however, your inability to lead your shots that is causing trouble here.

[likestokillthings]

Fine then, let's see you do it.

[rose_liberated]

[Rozalin unlimbers her chaingun (!?!) and aims it at the wall.]

How about I write my name in bullets up there? Would that be satisfactory?

[likestokillthings]

...you're going to hit a wall?

How impressive.

[rose_liberated]

Well everyone else except you and me seems to have made themself scarce. I could shoot you instead...

[likestokillthings]

I'm just that frightening, what can I say?

[He flexes a scrawny undead arm.]

I wouldn't advise it.

[rose_liberated]

Yes, I suppose you would like having your legs, wouldn't you?

[Casual turn, point and pull the trigger to unleash a solid sound like metal rain or cloth ripping as she pulls the trigger and her tracers form a solid beam of light describing the path of the bullets as she writes her name on the wall.]

[likestokillthings]

I replaced my arms with bear arms once.

[He watches and looks rather unimpressed, before blasting the wall with a fireball and charring her name horribly.]

[rose_liberated]

[Well, it takes only a little more time to sign with bullets than it does to sign with a pen.]

There! What do you say to that?

[likestokillthings]

I was a bearlock.

[Yup, totally ignoring her work.]

[rose_liberated]

...That's not really a combination that makes sense or has good synergy.

[likestokillthings]

Why not?

I killed it without arms. It was fun.

[rose_liberated]

Spellcasting and melee combat? It never works as well together as people think. Much better to be a well supported specialist.

And that's nice that you had fun, but I don't really see how that is relevent.

[likestokillthings]

It works fine. Especially if you've drained a monk's soul. Its delicious.

[rose_liberated]

...are you sure you are a Warlock? Because that sounds...

Ah yes, 'overpowered'.

[likestokillthings]

Well, duh.

Did you expect anything less?

[rose_liberated]

Look, gaining class features by eating souls is just not part of the local paradigm. Even Tyrant Overlord Baal doesn't do that.

[likestokillthings]

Works for me. I get titles from killing people too.

[rose_liberated]

...I see. Well, I just hope you don't run into any...unfortunate consequences by doing that around here. It has been known to happen that such things cause a backlash.

[likestokillthings]

We'll see. This place will only amuse me for so long anyways.

[rose_liberated]

And then you will do what? Eat our souls and move on?

[She seems to find the idea...amusing.]

[likestokillthings]

Maybe. That sounds like a good plan.

[rose_liberated]

It sounds like dreaming to me. You don't seem to grasp the vast gulf in power between the powerful and the weak here.

[likestokillthings]

You don't seem to grasp how powerful I am.

[rose_liberated]

You haven't made any good demonstrations.

[...Hey, why is the air around her starting to shimmer?]

[likestokillthings]

[He snaps his fingers and suddenly there's an enormous wall of fire between them.]

[rose_liberated]

[Wall of fire? Well, maybe a small mushroom cloud will dispel that, snuff it out like a candle, and clear the air.

But no, Rozalin has other things to use. So, let's throw a frozen black hole, which will shatter and spray ice daggers all over before sucking it all back into it's heart and vanishing.

It's probably possible to feed more magic into it and keep it going, but it would be a lot more effort than just making the wall in the first place.]

[likestokillthings]

Impressive.

[He pulls a fork out of his pocket and channels lightning through it and out into the surrounding area.]

[rose_liberated]

[Flush with mana, and almost giddy with the power, the young overlord judges the moment...and the grabs hold of the lightning as though it were a rope and wraps it around her hand.]

I wish I could say the same.

[likestokillthings]

[And then suddenly little green magic arrows. Hundreds of them, all surrounding and pointing at Rozalin.]

Oh?

[rose_liberated]

[Smirk]

Oh, just try it. Perhaps you will even break even on your aim this time.

[likestokillthings]

[He seems to make a pouty face.]

You're so boring.

Can't you at least run around screaming your head off or begging for your life?

[rose_liberated]

Lesson one. Proper Overlords beg for nothing, they take what belongs to them by strength and right. Begging is for lower order of beings, that are tread underfoot.

And screaming? Oh please. What do you take me for?

[likestokillthings]

...a woman?

[rose_liberated]

[The glare rozalin treats him with and her honey-sweet tones are at complete and total odds.]

I'm sorry, what was that? I must have misheard you.

[likestokillthings]

I don't think I stuttered. I just answered your question.

[And oh yes, he's grinning under that mask.]

[rose_liberated]

[Comedic vengance time. Rozalin draws her gun, shoots Richard and sucks him into the chamber using Cocktail Shaker. And he's not getting out until she fires the gun again.]

My my. It seems someone is ignorant of the nature of demons.

[It's time for some violent shaking-I hope that Richard likes being jammed into a tiny space and then violently tossed around.]

[likestokillthings]

[That may or may not have been laughter as he got sucked into the gun. And he's already sealed himself inside his gem, so the shaking isn't going to bother him any. So the next time she fires that gun, all she'll find is a pretty ruby. That may or may not disentigrate her on contact.]

[rose_liberated]

[Since she is using one hand to keep the seal on him, it's safe to say that the ruby won't disintegrate her on touch. Though...Rozalin has a slightly more evil idea.

So, she's just going to holster the gun and walk away. She'll let him out later, once he's gotten bored enough.]

[likestokillthings]

[And every so often, his voice is going to emanate from it.]

Are we there yet?

[rose_liberated]

[Oh dear he must really like that joke-since it takes Rozalin six hours to finally discharge the gun and fire the gem down the hallway in the dorms.

And then, to add even more insult, she pivots on her heel, walks into her room, and locks the door. Don't feed trolls kids.]

[likestokillthings]

[And he pops out of the gem about halfway down the hall, cackling like a maniac. Until he hits the wall. Then he spends the next few minutes peeling himself off of it before looking for someone else to annoy.]