Thread:The Purpur Man/@comment-26173711-20190813193748/@comment-35455126-20190822185257

The figure of glitches began to change shape. They formed into a pitch-black silhouette with black smoke around them. No distinct features could be made out other than their long coattails, their gloves, the hood over their shadowy face and their demonic, glowing red eyes that seemed to stare into their soul. The figure was still glitching.

”FORGET THAT GUY WHAT ABOUT MY SHIP” Retro shouted.

A hologram appeared, of a man with pale skin with vericose veins, a bionic red eye, messy brown hair and a blood-stained lab coat with the Righteous Squad symbol on it. “Hello, hello! Israfil speaking! Is this thing on?”

“What the fuck do you want?” Omega said with fury.

Israfil grins. “Oh, nothing. I would just like to play a little game.”

“We ain’t playing!” Marcus said.

Israfil chuckles. “Oh, but you will regardless. Your ship has been taken and you can’t teleport through any means so you are essentially stuck here. Either you play or you DIE.”

“Look, how about you all just fuck off? Nobody wants to deal with your stupid bullshit.” Darkus spat. “Oh, and we aren’t doing a thing you say, so you can take your little game and shove it!” He was suddenly struck by a huge laser beam and disintegrated. The last thing they heard from him was his agonizing scream echoing as he was incinerated into nothingness, with not even atoms left behind.

Everyone screamed.

“As I said, pretty sure, anyway, you will participate whether or not you shall choose.”

“What the hell do you want with us?” Bella said through profuse tears.

“Oh, it is simple. In that base...” Israfil points to the ELOR base in the distance. “...is a device that allows us to control your ship and prevent you from leaving this moon despite all of your incredible power. If it is destroyed, you will be able to go free! Orrrrrr you could just say out here and attempt to leave anyway, despite how futile it is. The choice is yours. And if you decide the former, well...then you will have to deal with us to reach your goal.” Israfil grinned one last time before the hologram disappeared for good.

The hooded, glitching figure just stood there, tilting her head at the Targets, saying nothing.