Einherjar 906

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Banned for Overwatch

You have been tasked to subjugate a fire imp.

^{F O R E W O R D}
Welcome to a short fight against an incredibly easy opponent. Meet the Ukobach.

A bounty is placed on the cute little demon's head, an inconsolable amount of zeroes preceding a non-zero digit and a dollar sign. Beyond enough to give anyone an early retirement, or maybe wonder as to what organization or government would desire such a creature and why.

Ukobach will not be the world's first successful capture of a demon, as there have been many that preceded him. Extensive biological research has been done regarding their kind, including testimonies from the more cordial types. We know that demons never truly die, for they simply discard their mortal forms as they're sent back to Hell, therefore it is obvious that the bounty requires the safe capture of a living Ukobach.

Through the efforts of several charred corpses of bounty hunters, the lonely Ukobach has finally been cornered within the West Point Back Alley.

West Point Back Alley

<sup>Name: West Point Back Alley

Size: About 150 yards long and 12 feet wide.

Properties: All brick walls can be damaged but alley stays intact as an alley. Many street items on the floor broken bottles, bonfire barrels 2x4 planks etc.

Player Capacity: up to 3 players. (human sized)

Description :

Flavour Text: One the most dangerous alleys in the city, the site of 23 murders in the last year, this alley is home to homeless, pickpockets and stick up men from all over the capital. Enter at your own risk.</sup>

It shrieks, sulphuric tears in its eyes as it waves its oversized spoon, conjuring a self-sustaining wall of fire (that can be doused) in an attempt to ward off its few remaining pursuers.

"KHEEEEEK!! I just want to be left alone! What did I do to deserve this!?"

While the wall of fire rages, the Ukobach starts hovering upward at a glacial pace of about a meter per second. It's trying to escape, emphasis on trying.

You have been tasked to subjugate a fire imp.

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TNT - The Nameless Tavern. (Always Open)

Ukobach



_{Loyal servant to the Lord Beelzebub; monitors and regulates the fires of Hell.}

Ukobach's Fire
_{Uses a spoon of any size to conjure and shoot fire at his will. Added bonus of being able to create floating, self-sustaining gouts of fire in mid-air that can burn for an indefinite duration and be doused like any other flame.}

Hover
_{Take flight at an incredible speed of three entire meters per second.}

Hell's Disposable Minions
_{Respawns back into Hell when killed.}

^{Has an unusually high innate mana pool, unbefitting of his lack of any real magic spells.
Has been exiled from Hell as a guise to 'take a long vacation'.}

Random Roleplay

The lowly imp hath threaded on the same road for several days, seemingly stranded in the rural depths of a random desert in North America.
As he reached yet another roadside village with a few houses made of cheap aluminium roofing and plywood, a visibly exhausted man draped in black leather appeareth out of practically nowhere, followed by yet another redneck the imp hath seen, except he didn't remember them having the ability to teleport like that.

The imp quickly turneth off the flames in his ladle and bolted straight towards the cover of one of the houses. "Kheeek! A trap!" He whispered, yelling into hisself.
He feareth to be exorcised by the strange men with powers.

So far away to his destination--the gateway to Hell that humans prefer to call 'Yellowstone' as if a strange euphemism to sulphur--the imp wondered if his journey hath came to its conclusion. He skittles away around the house, hopefully out of sight.

Myriad Reality

I do not really know if I am doing this right, also hello 43 guests.

Myriad Reality

Ukobach



_{Loyal servant to the Lord Beelzebub; monitors and regulates the fires of Hell.}

Ukobach's Fire
_{Uses a spoon of any size to create a floating gout of fire in mid-air. Indefinite duration, can be doused like any other flame.}

Hover
_{Take flight at an incredible speed of one entire meter per second.}

Hell's Disposable Minions
_{Respawns back into Hell when killed.}

^{Has an unusually high innate mana pool, unbefitting of his lack of any real magic spells.
He is lost, and he's trying to get back to his Lord.}

What's the deal with airline food?

It's actually the air pressure, it does strange things to food.

Greetings. I crave socializing and writing err scrawling fiction. I merely dabble in fiction, I wasn't molded in it.