Rp Villains vs Protagonists (closed)

"Sure I tire of living on the run, but that is what alises are for. and what about the heros don't you think they would put up a bit of a fight?"

Marco frowned, “I need three servers,” He called, and three bustled in. One was an old and wrinkled male, another was a young female, and the last was a middle aged man.
Marco turned back to his colleagues, looking at Ryver. He levitated up three knives with the wave of his hand. He brought up a smile, “The heroes don’t stand a chance it we fight together,” One knife shot into the eldest male’s throat, “The world doesn’t stand a chance if we fight together, “The second knife flew into the middle aged man’s chest when he started to run. Marco leaned over the table, “So those heroes,” The last knife shot through the air, finding it’s mark between the petrified girl’s eyes, “Will end up, just. Like. Them.” Marco ushered to the cooling bodies on his floor. Marco smiled calmly, taking another bite of steak.

(Oh wait, shoot I’m a bit late. Pretend he said that before Ryver was going to step outside)

Halo gagged. The smell of blood had grown. His head thuds as he glances around, his wings spreading to spiral to the ground.

"Well, if you don't mind, I might like to use those corpses." Marietta said.

”Well, if you don't mind, I might like to use those corpses." Marietta said.

“Don’t mind at all, sweet,” Marco said, chewing in the steak.

"Hmm. Well, do you even have a plan for world domination?" Marietta asked.

I feel like Halo is gonna get caught at some point with all his flying around lol//

"Hmm. Well, do you even have a plan for world domination?" Marietta asked.

“There’s not much to it. Threaten their government, if they fight, we kill. They’ll surrender at some point,” Marco responded, taking a sip of water.
(Got to go, see you later :)

(Actually, I need to go too, bye!)

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I'm curious. Should Halo get caught snooping?//

(What do you think? I’m fine with whatever :)

Knowing him, he probably does.//

(Alrightio)

Marco leaned on the table, about to say something else, but a server came in with a note.
Someone is near the perimeters.
Marco stood up, looked at Marietta, “Someone’s here. If you want to kill the servers, go ahead, I just borrowed them from the previous owner,” When Marco had found the hidden home, he had killed the owner and then threatened the servers to work for him.
Marco stood and stalked out into the open air, at the end of an alley.

Halo was quiet when he was grabbed from behind, his mind going wild as his wings are bound. He tries to fight back but to no avail. His eyes go wide.

Marco levitated the knife just under the angel’s chin. “Why are you here?” He sneered into the male’s ear as he gripped his wrists tightly.

Halo's grits his teeth, his heart thudding wildly. "That's classified." he manages, his eyes shutting. He was shaking slightly.

“Of course it’s classified. It’s always classified,” Marco crushed the guy against the wall, “Shall I break your fingers and toes until you tell me?”

Halo's eyes go wide as he gulps softly, not saying anything but letting out a small squeak of pain. His body shakes as he watches the other. He was obviously nervous, hissing as his wings crack a little.

“Now now,” Marco said with a lover’s voice, though there was no romantics in what he said as he fingers found the angel’s thumb. Crack! “Are you sure you don’t want to tell me?”

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