Talk:The 3 Heralds of Death

So, what do you all think?--  &quot;That's Mama Luigi to you, Mario!&quot;  ----"Tssssssst." 01:56, June 8, 2010 (UTC)

No one has any opinion on this...?--  &quot;That's Mama Luigi to you, Mario!&quot;  ----"Tssssssst." 19:45, June 10, 2010 (UTC)

You sound just like Mizu.I can be a bit wierd sometimes. You no likey? Well, tough pizza crusts. 19:46, June 10, 2010 (UTC)

LOL--  &quot;That's Mama Luigi to you, Mario!&quot;  ----"Tssssssst." 19:46, June 10, 2010 (UTC)

I haz new sig.I can be a bit wierd sometimes. You no likey? Well, tough pizza crusts. 19:47, June 10, 2010 (UTC)

I see that. :3--  &quot;That's Mama Luigi to you, Mario!&quot;  ----"Tssssssst." 19:49, June 10, 2010 (UTC)

It's true, ya know. Still, the wikia attracts us types of people. Which I like. Very much so. Sharna's one of the most unique, but that's one of the reasons I love her.I can be a bit wierd sometimes. You no likey? Well, tough pizza crusts. 19:50, June 10, 2010 (UTC)

Ah.

So, any thought on the charas?--  &quot;That's Mama Luigi to you, Mario!&quot;  ----"Tssssssst." 19:50, June 10, 2010 (UTC)

Someone say my name?--Kagi mizu -Seeya 'round ~ 19:51, June 10, 2010 (UTC)

(Points at ArtemisCat)--  &quot;That's Mama Luigi to you, Mario!&quot;  ----"Tssssssst." 19:52, June 10, 2010 (UTC)

I see.--Kagi mizu -Seeya 'round ~ 19:57, June 10, 2010 (UTC)

So, any thoughts on these charas?--  &quot;That's Mama Luigi to you, Mario!&quot;  ----"Tssssssst." 19:57, June 10, 2010 (UTC)

DONT CALL ME ARTY!I can be a bit wierd sometimes. You no likey? Well, tough pizza crusts. 19:58, June 10, 2010 (UTC)

(The Heralds watch silently, invisible.)

I could call you something else.--Kagi <font color="#FF0000">mizu -<font color="#008000">Seeya <font color="#FFA500">'round ~ 20:00, June 10, 2010 (UTC)

not bad  sh <font color="Black">ad ow <font color="Red">Fl  are   20:02, June 10, 2010 (UTC)

Heralds: ..........

Michael and The Heralds
[In the Hyperverse...]

Clotho: [Looks around] What's this? Something's moving between the Putriverse and the Middleverse with startling frequency...[looks at Lachesis and Atropos] We must investigate this disturbance.

[The other two nod, and all three descend from the Hyperverse into the Middleverse (where Mobius and our universe is). They see a dark brown Mobian kinkajou (prototype animal), with short black hair, ripped jeans, and some kind of mask apparently implanted under his skin, raising the skin on his chest. He is holding a strange-looking flintlock pistol, and is wearing round blacked-out sunglasses.]

Clotho: Yield, stranger. Who are you?

Michael: My name is Michael.

Clotho: Michael...do you realize that you are passing between the boundaries of the Middleverse and the Putriverse far too often for cosmic stability?

Michael: Yes, but it's okay. (touches the mask on his chest) This is the legendary Mask of Shadows. Its power allows me to pass through the boundary between Liveside and Deadside without a thought.

Lachesis: Is that safe? What if Buer's minions see you?

Michael: I'm safe. I'm equipped to deal with this stuff. (gestures with the flintlock pistol) Besides, I've fought demons before, and beaten them.

Clotho: [Crosses arms] You're positive that you're not upsetting the cosmic balance?

Michael: Positive. (the mask on his chest glows with a silver light, and a similar shape appears on his face, made of blue fire-like energy, and he seems to walk through a ripple in the air and vanishes)

Heralds: ............

(It appears he has crossed over to the realm of the dead...)

Clotho: .......

(Meanwhile, in the Putriverse...)

Michael: (walking)

(Michael appears to take on a different appearance. He is much, much skinnier, his muscle defined clearly under his skin, and his fur is redder. Very faint swirling patterns appear on his fur, and his eyes glow behind his sunglasses. His head looks almost like that of a skull. But he is being followed...)

Michael: (pretends not to notice)

???: *grins* [sinks into a shadow]

Michael: (cocks his gun)

???: Well hello there, stranger...

Michael: Stranger? Interesting choice of words. Suggests you don't know who I am. Lucky you.

???: Maybe I don;t...(forms out of the shadows, revealing to be a demonic Mobian cat)...but Buer does. He knows everything.

Michael: Good. Now tell me something else: Have you ever heard of the Mask of Shadows?

Byleth: Err...can't say I have...

???: You're hopeless, Byleth...

(A demonic Mobian crow steps out of the shadows, followed by 5 other demonic Mobians.)

Andras: Have you already forgotten the Legend of the Mask of Shadows?

Michael: A mask that allows it's host to walk between Deadside and Liveside... the realms of the living and the dead...

Byleth: Ohhhhh.

Michael: (turns slowly, the mask on his chest glowing)

Andras: Going to give us a demonstration?

Michael: No. But how 'bout a demonstration of this? (raises his evil-looking flintlock pistol and fires)

(A bright beam of energy flies from the barrel, hitting Byleth in the chest, and begins to drain his energy)

Byleth: GYYAAAARRRRRRRGH!!!

Michael: (holds the gun steady)

Byleth: SOMEONE MAKE HIM STOP, ALREADY!!!

'Andras: *sigh* Fine. [walks over to Michael and kicks him in the balls]

Michael: (dodges the kick, and slugs Andras right in the face)

Andras: Gah!!

Michael: (fires the Shadowgun at Andras)

Andras: (Dodges, and retaliates with Shadow Ball)

Michael: You can't run forever. Even demons such as yourselves have life forces, and that is what my weapon steals away.

Byleth: *panting* Ha! Our life force is tied to Buer himself!

Michael: It does not matter where it comes from, your energy is sapped straight from your bodies.

Byleth: And as surely as it is drained, we will come back, renewed!

Michael: Then I'll come back and kill you again and again and again until you die for good. I'm immortal, so I have all the time in the world...

Byleth:' Poor, deluded fool; we can't die for good!

Michael: (just smiles) You know... that's exactly what Jack Pierce said to me before I fought him. Want to know what happened to him?

Byleth: Lemme guess; you killed him and he never came back.

Michael: The first few times. Afterwards... (throws something to Byleth) Catch.

Andras: No, you idiot...!!

(Byleth catches the strange object. The object is, quite obviously, a demon skull.)

Byleth: Wow...

Andras: *sigh of relief* I thought it'd magically trap him or something...

Michael: (nods to the skull) Now, see what I mean?