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Challenging out anyone here, one person, first poster gets it. Post arena and character first.

*reserves spot as opponent* *Will make the actual post later today*

Humanity is really into conquering stuff; about getting more. European colonialism of the 15-18th centuries, the Louisiana Purchase, and attempting to conquer the infinite Void through various space programs. There is one person that this seriously ticked off.

This person now sat alone in contemplation on the vast desolation of Earth's moon. Ruminating on the peace of his world's bleakness and the ruins of humanity's failed attempts to take it for their own all around him, he nursed his hatred for Earth people. When he took this domain, he wanted the peace and meditative calmness it offered, and repetitive attempts at its colonization had burned him. His purple skin, pale long hair and elegant robe, subtly gradiating between dark blue and stark white and metallic blue triangles upon his shoulders, made him stick out against the dusk landscape. three blades lay beside him: a silver sword with an orb of luminous energy floating at its tip; a zigzag dagger with an elegant jeweled hilt; and an eldritch-looking twisted onyx dagger. He was Trevellyan Tizzakik, Moon God, and he was waiting.

His radiant eyes lifted to the vast dark sky above him, in expectation of a stranger who he knew was coming. He had sensed this man was coming for days now, apparently on a quest to eradicate Trevellyan. He was somehow a threat? Who knows. They're all insane. He waited.

OOC: Mi apologia, my apologies, Tut mir leid, etc. etc. I just needed to recover my steam to start up again.

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The Man walked on the moon. Safe in his suit, the lack of air and radiation meant nothing. Although the presence in his wrist doubled this protection; it would be questionable if he could so much as be harmed by the environment alone.

the Moon God would see a silver slick of a man sticking his shoes in his soil, making a ruckus in the relatively soundless environment with the things he dragged behind him. Indeed, he would soon sense a mystical presence alongside the technological one. The man stopped just short of the Moon God's lair. Here the moon God could realize his foe was truly a lunatic, and therefore perhaps something unprecedented.

Then he spoke with a magic which allowed it to echo and be heard as if there was air. A very scratchy, hateful voice, which spoke as if he'd been smoking whole cans filled with metal filings.

"Oh Ye Moon Man! I have come to take ye down... in the name of expanding my dominion so that I may destroy my foes. However ye are quite wise and strong... it would be unfair if I attacked first."


He bowed. Then he stood there in a defensive stance.

"Ye art thou knowest much that you shalt attack first. Cometh foreth me-eth and showeth me!

He must have been drunk on his own oxygen or something, because he walked right up and invited the all-powerful Moon God man to attack him first. Then again, the insane grin on his face could mean he had quite dire counterattacks in mind... or maybe he was just a dummy.