Hey guys!
I've been thinking about attempting to take on commissions for stories. It won't be anything too expensive since I know for damn sure I won't be writing 10k word chapters, but something like 5 bucks for a bite-sized story in about 5k words, maybe proportionally 15 bucks for 10 words since I don't usually do that often. I'll probably make up my mind by the time I finish this chapter, so look out at the end.
Enjoy the show!
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Charlie sighed.
It sucked, you know? Pouring your heart and soul out with your ideas to try and do anything to help your people out in any way. She literally had to go behind her dad's back and convince (Read: send him a crap-ton of spare ducks to distract him for the next few days) just to have an audience with heaven.
She was expecting to have them even try and work with her, I mean, it's heaven for crying out loud, why wouldn't they want more souls up there enjoying eternal paradise? Unfortunately though, the world wasn't so kind, especially inside of hell.
The moment she got there and met with the leader of the exorcists, Adam (yes, THAT Adam) he was incredibly rude and just a damn jerk! He constantly belittled her, talked about himself and his "conquests" of women which were corroborated by his glazer of an angel in the back.
And if that wasn't already crap, when the meeting was almost over and she had to rush out her idea of the hotel, he had pushed her out the door (with an admittedly very good song about hell being forever) and told her that the next extermination would be in six months instead of the usual year!
Needless to say, she wasn't exactly the most thrilled right now, especially after getting literally sent out on her butt, but she wasn't gonna give up hope. If heaven didn't want to acknowledge her, then she'll make them acknowledge her by making the hotel work!
She already had the Roaring Knight in her corner and he was great. James was like the only Overlord in hell that tried to do good, even if he didn't really agree with her.
When she gets back to the hotel, he, Niffty, Daki and herself are gonna film a commercial, send it to a news station and try and get the word out and the hotel working. Surely, people are gonna show up when they realize that they can get their souls redeemed and go to heaven instead of staying down here, right?
…Right?
Well, she wasn't gonna let that cynicism get her down! She was 223, for God's sake, if her optimism could run out, then she'd have been depressed by the time she was only 135.
Charlie centered herself, taking in a deep breath, before skipping down the stairs of the heavenly embassy, ready to go back to her hotel and–
"🎵As I recall, I know you love to show off! But I never thought that you would take it this far! But what do I knowwwwwwww! 🎵"
…Is that Kanye??
Charlie looked to the right where the loud music came from and saw a sight that just sent her into shock.
Barreling down the street was The Roaring Knight in his full armor while on a black and white crow that seemed to be made out of crystals. In his arms seemed to be a white spider-person who was bleeding from his temple, nose and eyes.
On the upper tail of the crow was a person who looked kinda like Daki if she had a ski-mask and was trying and failing to do a maniacal laugh. She was using her obi that came from behind her back to constantly strike at the calves and provide cover and defense from attacks.
Behind the two was Vox, his cables from behind his head waving around frantically as he gave chase and was surprisingly hot on their tail, dodging Daki's obi and attacking the crow all at the same time.
Right now Charlie had one thing in her mind:
WHAT THE FU–
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Hi, that's me.
Not Charlie, no, I'm James and I'm the one holding Angel Dust in my arms while riding on a huge Monokuma crow.
How I got here was a long story, so why don't I just show you what happened about an hour ago
***ABOUT AN HOUR AGO***
I was still walking down the street when I got done with the slave-masters, making my way slowly but surely to the Vee's tower while deep in thought. I could see the whole damn thing in the distance, so there's no way I could get lost, but aside from that, I was thinking how to bring it down.
The sensible option would be to make a crap-ton of clay bombs and blow that bitch sky-high, but the thing is…It doesn't have that much aura. Take my fissure ability, for example: I could just walk up to something or someone and just touch them to make them split apart.
Imagine how damn cool it would be to walk up to the Vee's tower and collapse that entire thing with only a finger on all those little bitches. But, to be honest, I don't think I have enough energy for that, it's probably safer to just blow it up–
[1x Diamond ticket: Give yourself another Overlord ability without owning any souls voluntarily]
Alright, 1. Holy shit, it's a diamond ticket! I've never seen this before, so I assume diamond is higher than platinum. 2. Damn, ticket, was this really worth that? I mean, it's honestly not that hard.
[It only isn't hard because you have me. What you just did, is something that only you have done within the thousands of years hell has existed. From the plains of the earth, to the sulfur of hell, you alone are the true exception to the rules.]
SNIFF
Thank you so much for the glaze, ticket, I'll always appreciate it. But what is my new Overlord ability?
[You'll see when you make Monokuma or Jevil again :)]
Okay, creep factor aside, roll that thing!
[Demon King]
|Epic Trait|
You are the destined Demon King, all Darkness and Unholy-related abilities and magic are greatly enhanced alongside your physical abilities. this effect is increased if your race is demonic or infernal., you greatly resist all darkness and unholy attributes. Demonic/Infernal beings are more servile to you and it is easier to assert your authority over them and receive their obedience, weaker ones are compelled to serve you. Whenever a creature submits to your rule or to you personally you get slightly stronger depending on their level of power.
…Ha….Hahaha.
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
This is amazing! The moment I want to style on Vox and his gaggle of rapist friends, I get a trait that makes me automatically superior to them! Not only that, apparently I'm physically stronger as well.
Y'know what, I'm feeling the luck of the draw now. B2A, take away my fire-breathing and armor and spin that wheel!
RoLLinG…RollINg…
Cursed energy, Jujutsu Kaisen…Yuji's black flash affinity.
Hell fucking yeah! Y'know what, when his hour long cooldown ends, I'm gonna switch out crystal caesar with ripper mode to try and force myself to land a mean ass black flash on Vox's punk ass.
I can't lose today–
…Hey, where am I?
Now that I wasn't glazing myself in my mind, I'm looking around and I'm realizing that I'm somehow lost again. Genuinely how, I was looking at the Vee's tower when I started to space out!?
However, something made me forget my anger at my Zoro-ness, Daki herself.
Now that I'm aware of my surroundings, I can see that I'm in an alleyway and a woman just ran past me. When I looked down the alley, I saw a man on the floor, dead, with a woman sitting on his back and tossing one of her fingers in her mouth.
…Was that Daki? Dude, her disguise sucks. She's wearing some ski-mask that should just be painted onto her face judging by the fact that you could see almost all of her physical features. "Daki, is that you?"
She almost immediately perked up, looking at me up and down before dashing towards me and hugging me tightly. "Masterrrr!" She drew out, lifting me up and spinning me around.
"Hey, calm down, won't you? What're you even doing out and about anyway?" I ask, getting her to drop me and actually explain.
"Well, I was running low on food and went out to go and hunt, but I remembered that you didn't like hurting good people so I've just been hunting and eating people doing crimes." She said cheerfully, which made me feel mixed.
On one hand, she was doing definite good, presumably stopping a rapist and preventing crimes from happening while getting a good meal in…However, she did not know these guys regenerated, so she's just been eating these guys straight up without any remorse.
But, I guess the good outweighed the negligible bad, so I don't really care.
I was gonna say something else, maybe question her on why her mask was so ass, but I was interrupted by something, or more like someone.
KKKKSSSSHHHHH
"Heyyy, Knighty!"
I look behind me, not seeing Vox's smug ass, but seeing part of his face on a billboard. I turned around to the street, seeing that on every digital or electronic device, Vox's face was on it. The TV store, people's phones, the billboards, hell, even the security cameras.
"So, a little birdy's been trying to tell me that your assistant has been messing up Valentino's shit and saying he's on your orders. I know you're new to this whole business, but none of what you're doing is gonna get you outta the turf war, you little fucking coward." He said, shit-eating grin plastered everywhere the eye can see.
"See, not only do sinners regenerate after dying, but their souls still belong to us. No matter how many of those 'people' you free, they're still gonna run back to us and there's not a damn thing you can do about it. SO how about you stop fucking with our buisness…
And
Play
NICE!"
His face was shut off, all of the electronics returning to normal. I look down on the ground, activating my total concentration breathing for the first time as I gather cursed energy around my hands, reinforcing them.
"Hey Daki…You wanna go out and beat that prick's face in?"
"Absolutely, master!"
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THE END
I still don't know. I really do like writing, but I tried doing prompts in the prompt culling games and you all already saw I discontinued that after only 3 prompts. Granted, I wasn't getting paid for it, but still.
Man, I dunno, maybe I'll try it once or twice to see how I like it, but I don't see myself really doing it like some other guys on QQ who really do this commission shit full-time.