NeoZeroWorld Shoppe Contest: Cheap Shots: 25 cents

"AHHH! There's so much RAAAAGE!"

-Chusin yelled aloud. She couldn't control the rage that was inside of her, and in a rage fit a image appeared alongside her. The image was clear as day and looked like a buff red dude who lashed out and started punching the walls. And soon enough Chusin started to attack the walls, she punched away and this only added to growing rage.-

((Yeah I'm done with this, I mean damn I've never see anyone pull sooo much bullshit. All the auto-hitting and all the "I'm high and mighty" crap really kills the joy of rping. So I'm done with this, there's no point in it and it's not fun because people like you rune it with crap like this))

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"Hahaha~! You got me a new toy~?" The ghastly apparition appeared from the darkness, garbed in a pure, shining white silk like a blanket of snow resting upon her shoulders and draping over the rest of her petite, yet now rather adult frame. Unlike before, her eyes were now opened instead of closed, for some reason, and they were gazing directly at Chusin with contempt and anxiousness. "It already failed and fell into our trap, huh? Hmhmhm~!" She giggled at the cute little shitstain, now having consent to take it and use it for anything it wished at any given time. "Dolls don't need to talk, they just have to sit there and exist for me to pull their strings!!!" The threads would extend from Chusin's arms and connect to Grand Tabritha's head, her hair being used now as marionette strings. "No matter what you do, you have given yourself up. So I'm taking you!" She flipped a quarter into the Black Swamp, paying tribute for this pitiful sliver of a soul, "We're gonna have fun together~! If you do something, I can do whatever I want! If you don't do anything, I'll still do whatever I want! Isn't that neat?!" She was rather hyped about the infinitely infinite trap she set for the poor, ignorant, corrupt creature and would now have fun with it for all eternity.

"You'll keep being our slave for all eternity. BUAHAHAHA~!" She was more than ecstatic about having a thing to throw into the fray, take a hit, absorb the damage and give it all to the Shinsanities, and then complain about it so that they could get more energies. It was a perfect, flawless, beautiful design. The Spider Queen's Web. "I'm gonna make it play in the Playhouse I just got, too~." She was always happy to get new toys.

((Whatever man, you can delete all my people cause I'm done with this site.))

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Spiraling through the abyss of the Lawless Land, where no Laws of the Veritas existed, Kairo would be forced to gaze into the eyes of those that were lost and hopeless. He would, one after another, see each and every child's mind's and feel whatever they were feeling physically, be it hunger, pain, agony or any sort of physical or mental strife of the sort. It was a constant weight on the boy's mind, and both of his eyes were open.

"No... No... I... What is...?!"

Finally, the last one he was forced to look at was the one up at the stake, being burned alive and watching as it was Torched to high heaven, and simply continued, one utterance after another, to make things worse for no one but itself. Kairo could see a mentality that he was familiar with and in knowing that their thoughts were naturally similar, his eyes grew dark, as did his pale face. Until finally...


His Red and Blue eye shimmered as a vile smile spread 'cross his face, no longer worried about what he was feeling nor what was going to happen. All he saw this as was a game... A game that he would make sure to win, no matter the cost. Even if it was only 25 Cents.

"Kageskin," he said immediately, "... I want to borrow that one. Father." If it would save those orphans... those homeless children of whom he had recently permanently scarred, if not worse... Or, even not at all, yet forced them into this lifestyle by revealing to them the forbidden arts of the Old World, then he would raise all the money he could to save them and their Broken Homes... as well as his own. El and Tama were two that he admired and looked up to now, and was inspired by their determination... But most of all, he wished to be pleasing in his Father's eyes. And that meant he needed to have control over himself.

"I will use this thing you have captured as my training dummy. And practice refining my powers at an enhanced level so that when I leave the Zero World, I can retain it without the Kageskin." He seemed to know about the wares of the NeoZeroWorld Shoppe, somehow, despite having never been exposed. It was because in the Zero World, all such things were connected to everything connected in the Zero World, through the Nothingness. The Nothingness that was Somethingness and the Nothingness that was Nothingness. "... Besides. I like how the jacket looks. Father."

"Do you want to know how sick it is? For things like you to even have to be upon this existence...?" He had to make it known to the hellspawn. A great, black band crept around her neck from the shadows and constricted it tightly whilst also holding it face up as all of her blood would be squeezed up to her mouth to pool like a toothpaste tube with barely enough toothpaste left in it, so that it almost come out, but not being allowed to leave the chalice that was her opened mouth; his cup to drink from. The Chu-Sin was tilted slightly upward, the blood pouring into the darkness that only harbored shimmering white fangs that parted in order to drink deeply of the grapes that were smashed so thoroughly within this fine brew, drawing even her magic from her, too. This was so that she could no longer use her powers to make more for herself, as it would always be used as fuel for him. As more blood poured into him, the cross would push the filthy monster into contact with the fangs, forcing upon it a wet, sloppy, foul, sickening *smack* *shllrrrp* and *shlop* like that of a swine eating the excrement of itself and other animals... "Dirty Demon..." he muttered, letting the stomach-wrenching scene of his passionate Kiss of Death to his daughter suck out her very soul the moment their lips touched, leaving her blood grayed and lifeless.

He took no pleasure in it. There was only disgust. And he glared Chusin in the eyes the entire time without blinking nor changing expression, the gaze of Eternal Damnation smoldering in the back of his pupils. Yet, it was contained, somehow; the new Zero World was powerful, for, unlike its predecessor, it was perfect. "Granted..." the eye spake to the boy, a trench coat rising from the depths of the darkness, "Make this quick. It's almost past your bedtime." From above, a searing hot waterfall glowing a piercing red would spill from the darkness like blood and coat the boy in his 'Kageskin' as requested... The way this would function was like a Xiaolin Showdown, save for the fact that the second party would not have their own Shen Gong Wu. In fact, the other party was not participating past being the literal point of the entire scenario, which allowed it to even occur. "You said you wanted attention. Now you shall be my spectacle to be made example of. For all days." The Third Eye would open, having to look at the... thing that it skewered... And would put it on display for unruly Valparaiso Denizens. It would come to them in their dreams, as would the face of Thanytoz lurking within the darkness. They would all be able to watch it, and unfortunately, as much as Thanytoz had to look at this unholy scenario himself, he could barely stomach it nor know that it was him that had to do it. You will be put on display and I will make you look foolish. The price of seeking attention for the wrong reasons is getting it handed back to you in all of the wrong ways." Now, Chusin would be nothing but the clown that sat at the top of the dunk tank, waiting to get blasted with the cheapest, most broken, no-holds-barred, unruly ways, for the Lawless Land had no rules, and Thanytoz rested in it... Peering at the Chu-Sin as he sat at his desk in silence. It was difficult to keep it all contained, but it was held together nonetheless.

"To have to look at you and know you exist is my greatest pleasure and greatest disappointment. To know that you are simply incapable. However. That is what makes you so useful."

The flames of Burning Condemnation started to rise, the fire at the eternal stake glowing a deep Nightmare Rouge as the crucifix started seeping into her skin at the pores, like little needles in a pin cushion slipping right through the bands of thread and into the heart of the creature, "Because you are a failure, you are able to be used for fuel. You and all your kind will be thrown into the coal mines and go up in flames with they fall into the pit. And we will stoke the fires and use your roasting, everlasting corpses to heat our houses when the winter comes." Immortals could not die, and if they chose to use such gifts for the incorrect reasons, they would have to be dealt with in a fashion that ensured the rest of their existence, since it was going to exist forever, be the most unpleasant and uncomfortable experience of all time. And Thanytoz was just here to make sure that it occurred. 'Blood Letting is good to relieve your anger. Puncture your heart with the needles oLike those of Mosquito bites and continue to extract the evil Sin from you just to hold it over your head and drop it on you over and over and over. And know that it's yours." It was not because she was a Witch, but because of the way that she decided to use the Insanity, knowing good and well that it was able to power her Magic. She failed her Trial and was not ready to receive her Manna from completing her Magic yet. "... Failure."

"Ahh..." he'd reply gently, allowing himself to be baptized in the molten hot blood that seared like the pain of what would have been all of those children burning to death. He, too, was here to be punished, though unlike his failure of a sister, he would make sure that he would not lose. "... So I am not the weakest... I am not the most failed experiment..." he muttered, finding confidence in himself the more the laval liquid lavished his skin like the soap that would scorch away the impurities engraved upon his very being, "... Is this what it means to be... Keeper of the Zero World...?" In such a short time, Kairo was being granted everything he wished for, as was promised to him. All that he lacked was his heart, of what used to belong to 'Celle,' and partially still did, due to their untimely departure...

But there was no going back. No, as he meditated under the pressures of the scorching hellacious plasma pouring from every pore of the penumbra, the bloodsoaked boy in black closed his eyes and thought even more deeply on his love and devotion for himself and for others. "I don't know if this is pleasing to you, Father. But if this is what it means to be the Keeper... then..." He looked up to his Third Eye, seeing nothing but pain and suffering from having to watch and endure seeing these things occur. Having to watch he, such an honorable man, be forced into such depravity was something difficult for Kairo to handle, himself. He no longer wished for his father to tarnish his own name for the sake of his children. "I will take your place. Just... No more, Father. Just... No more..."

The Akatsuki Tenseigan flashed in tandem, the heterochromatic eyes of Red and Blue taking both the Mental and Physical condition of Thanytoz and, with the help of the blazing robe of Kageskin now melted into his very skin and deforming around his body like each of the third degree burns he willingly allowed to be branded upon his skin would come to life and become his new Anatomia... Kageskin. "I know what you do is done with honor, even if you must shame yourself more than the other has shamed. But that is not equal. That is not sound." Without paying exactly the price of what was given, he could not be the Keeper of the Zero World any longer.

"I'm sorry. But you are no longer qualified for this position. All transactions must be done in equivocation." His eyes burst open, tears of Crystal streaming down his face as well, "No matter how little the price to pay is. It must be exact." He held his head low and allowed the tears, which were not of Crystal Rain, but of Crystal Blood, to drip into the fires and cause, from the ashes, the great Beast to rise from the smoke into the air. The ash billowed out around the girl like the wings of a bird wrapping around its keep for the night, as the flames began to assimilate with the darkness of the smoke and tint it in a vicious, insidious carnal glow... Like a heart inside a cage trying to expand, but being confined to the prison of darkness all around it.


The eyes of the Vulture opened as slender, yet ever perceptive slits in the darkness, the Ashen Flame rolling down its body like a dark phoenix reforming its body from that which was borne on Chusin's Insanity and contained to its meal that it would feast upon forevermore, satisfied with the Eternal Sacrifice to the Zero World's insatiable appetite.

"... This will suffice..." it replied, picking at the charcoal whose flesh would remain intact and just as fleshy and gooey and tender as could be, no matter how long it burned for. The juices would remain ever running, for her magic was the power source, and its power source was the Insanity that she provided. The Vulture no longer sought to pick at Kairo's soul, for it found a new piece of meat to torment for all time. However, this did not mean that the two were unbound; no, now the bird would simply be more willing to listen to him now that it was sedated.

"I will learn to master this power in here..." he decreed, this being his solemn vow, "And I will not emerge until I have learned to create a Shinsanity out of you." Copying the mentality of Thanytoz also meant having access to his thoughts and feelings, as well as his memories. Also, the Kageskin boosted all of his powers to 'Legend' level.

The Third Eye welling up with Crystal Tears from having to witness and partake in such behavior and tarnish not only himself, but everything inside and around himself and be put on public display was abhorrent at the very least. The imp had to be monitored. This had to occur. It had to be dissected in order to understand how it functioned and how to stop it. Even down to the point of indulgence in it whatever it took to make sure it was destroyed and never returned again... He would suffer as much as he needed to in order to get rid of this vile and wicked Sin... Harboring it was almost too great a burden for him to bear.

However, with the rather astonishing words of the boy once thought to be a disappointment in the eye of Thanytoz would suddenly attract the thing's attention, though for entirely different reasoning than what Chusin sought it for and how she did so, as well. "... You would do that... For me? No one does ANYTHING for me..." Something inside of Kairo must have snapped when he saw those children; or perhaps, he snapped before that and this was his way of putting the pieces back together in the proper manner. "... Accepting your Punishment and taking the responsibility of it and the burden of another... You are ready to take your place in the Circle of Life, I see." The Eye would slowly come to a closed, a river of Crystal Tears overflowing and washing over his scorched body, mending his wounds and seeping into his very soul, "You've made me very proud, son. I thank you for relieving me of this terrible, nightmarish curse..." The boy knew of love in great multitudes, but was merely misguided on how to use it. He was not a failure, like his sister, created to fail specifically for the purpose of being the only thing lower than Zero, yet still remaining at Absolute Zero. It could never ascend. "At least I have one child that passed the test. Now. I hope you think about what you've done. Exit when you believe the time is right." In all honesty, that shot was the cheapest of all; getting rid of the last little bit of the Olde Zero World itself.

"Thank you, my son. I love you. And when you emerge from this hell, I would care to see your face so we may discuss your Past and the Future of the Broken Homes Orphanage." Still a businessman through and through, just like Kham caught Kairo slipping trying to take too much, Kairo caught Thanytoz trying to take too little. Both were offenses that the Zero World did not tolerate, no matter the reason. If it were to function in complete and True Equality, ANY and ALL transactions of ALL kind must ALWAYS be made ABSOLUTELY EQUAL. Perhaps, that was the boy's talent... And it rested in the eyes that they made for him... in order for him to be the only Tensei that was able to see as they went through their Thirteen Restrictions; to see and to Understand without having to succumb to the Insanity.

"No way, Kairo!! I wanna play with it first!" The girl of seemingly elder age to the boy, yet of whom acted as though she were much younger would tug at the Chusin, tearing off its charcoal skin, "Here!! You can keep the body! I just want the skin~!" She'd do with it what she would and fashion it into a nice little dolly for her dollhouse. "Heeheehee~! I'm so happy I could dieeee~!" She pulled her little dancing puppet on its strings, dragging it along across the ground and off into the darkness, where the girl's glowing white robe would fade away along with the lifeless skin of the Chusin.

"Do you see?" he said, as his voice spake out in authority and strictness, "The things that WE have seen? Have you been able to comprehend it yet, Sister?" One of the filthy vermin of the cursed Mark. At that moment, the Third Eye opened upon his head, glowing with the same light of his father's before him. Grimnyzmal, the Abyzmal was born again. "What we have seen is an abomination..." he said, conjuring up new Shoppe Items on the spot; this one known as the 'Pumpkinhead.' "... A creature so hideous and monstrous... We dare not speak its name." He donned the mask upon his face, letting it take root as it would, bringing from the vile pit of death known as the Insanity it would pull forth its brother up from the vile pits of Vescrutia with all its might, "But in THIS town we call home..." and it grew over his face and consumed his being, assimilating with the vessel its skeletal roots were meant to slip right into.

One eye gazed at Chusin with incredible, unspeakable hatred and malicious intent, like holding back some sort of Beast within and the other, overflowing with tears of sadness and regret. And in the middle, oh, in the middle... That's where they met in between and stared into its face, shining the light of the mirror on the inside of his skull from the darkness. "It's the most ugly, yet beautiful work of art I've ever seen in the world."

To make this hideous face of his, accursed with an Eye that knew of Sympathy and an Eye that knew of Retribution, the Eye of Truth that served as Third would cover the shameful face of what this shameful creature was in darkness. They were unworthy to be seen upon the face of this existence. "We're nothing... But a monster..." And the mark upon his forehead was the proof. To hide this infernal sight, he would wear this mask and embed its essence into it, ensuring that it would never occur again. This 'Pumpkinhead,' overflowing with scalding hot candlewax tears of crystallized blood from only a single eye would be known as 'Magnus Ignis, the Great Furnace.'

"... This was my role in this grand scenario, huh...? Now I see... Heh." Somehow, Kairo managed to be able to chuckle at it all. "That means the experiment was a success. I'm a success." He glared at Chusin again, the flames of the fire starting to come to a broil, "... I'm a success." The tone of his voice bellowed in the burning pit of but a single deep red flame, "Endsville is burning. And it looks like you're the first one that got caught in the flames..." Like a vulturous crow lurching over its prey, the Ashen Flame it created picked at the innards of Chusin ravenously, yet a tad bit peckish, not nearly with as much voracity as what one would intend. Instead, the creature seemed to be savoring these feelings inside of the girl, for some reason. That must have meant that it worked. "... I see." (7:27) he walked over to his dear, sweet sacrifice of a sister, and marveled at her beauty, even if he could barely tolerate her. "Only I could love someone like you... Someone that even Father cannot bear to look at. I'm so sorry." It hurt him, bearing the mindset of his Father but also the Understanding of the children. He would then immediately absorb the flame into himself, igniting his body with the light glowing a dim, Apathetic Icy Blue. "... I will suffer with you, then. Since I'm the one that did this to us both."

He touched her hand, knowing that there was nothing else that he could do but burn right alongside her... And the both of them would never burn out. And they would remain in the Pit as mere blazing skeletons for the rest of their days, or until they decided for themselves to burn themselves out. "We're holding hands for a reason, Chusin. He could not stand the sight of me for the same reason. That's why, I cannot look at you knowing that and condemn you without also lighting myself ablaze..." Nightmare Rouge filled the room, scalding hot bloody molten lava bleeding from every pore and onto their faces, melting like a slice of pizza in the oven... (7:37) "... Let's burn together, okay?! If it takes teamwork to get out of here... I can just burn here until we both go together." If it would make him pleasing to his Father's eye, and his Forefather's, and his Father's Father before him. He would end the suffering of the Zero World. "This is how we received the crown..." he muttered, gazing up at her with a pumpkin-headed face, "... If it bears horns, it's an abomination..." they sprouted from his forehead, and all about the sides, tearing straight through the Bloody Pumpkin that tried to contain it, "It's the Reptile's Crest..." He squeezed her hand, wanting to let go, but knowing that he had to go.

"I'll punish us both. Right proper." He would give them both the correct amount. Nothing more, nothing less. Simple and Clean. "Which is more suitable for our crimes? Hot lava or tempestuous monsoon?"

He sat in silence, waiting for the doll to talk back to him, knowing it wouldn't. "What's that, dear sister!? You say you want a Pumpkin Head, too?" He crawled up to the top of the cross, wrapping his arms around her scorched body and embracing her tightly and with signs of affection, "Okay. Then you can be... Pumpkinsin..." Brother and Sister would remain in this place forever and ever, and he would keep her company with all the fancy NeoZeroWorld Powers. "We get to be the Beta Testers. Isn't that fun? Debugging programs..." He licked her face sensually as though to clean off the excess charcoal crumbling off her muscle tissue.

"... Whaat? You want to go ask Tabitha to go get our dear, sweet Elder Sister?" She was the only one of the three that weren't here to partake in the merriment. She was busy playing with her boy toy. "... I think she's had enough fun... Hahahaha..." The laughter of the psychotic pumpkin-headed shitstain distorted all about this world lacking of actual time and space; its sound and frequency could not be established.

"... But we should let her have her fun. It might be good for her heart... Don't you think we should do something nice for her since she didn't fuck up, like we did, instead of try to bring her down like we fucked up and did to ourselves...?" Tzita hadn't done anything wrong, last he checked, and thus, had no punishable offenses, regardless of what Chusin was telling him. "Don't worry, dear, sweet sister... I will show you the right path... And I'll come back to you every day... And show you the right answer... Since you'll never get it on your own..." he wrapped his arms around her face and pulled it into his chest, weeping. His candlewax tears would pour over his immortally dead sibling trapped in suspended animation and continue to torture the monstrosity that were the Pumpkintwins.

At the sight of the light, Pumpkinhead rose to see what it was that shone in the distance of his depths, recoiling as the light brightly shone down on he and his Pumpkinsin of a sister. He could barely make out her form, but the glowing crystal blue eyes and the aura of tranquility around her gave him vague memories of his past... The battle at the Oasis of Serenity... Where he first gazed upon her face.

"... What...? I remember... I remember you..." he muttered fondly, somehow finding it in himself to be able to speak to this beautiful sight despite his clearly accursed being, "... You're that beautiful water matron that stopped me from burning the Valley of Water..." He wasn't sure how he remembered, but it was probably due to the Pumpkinhead that he donned upon himself and shared with his Pumpkinsin. She was a kind and loving soul, he had always been aware, and now, after looking into her eyes and copying her Mentality and Physicality, he and Pumpkinsin would suddenly find themselves thinking more clearly and feeling more pure, to boot. Somehow, just looking upon her face was enough to wash them clean.

"... Why... Why did you come for us...? You don't recoil in fear at the sight of us? The scorn of the family?"

The only two beings to not only harbor the Insanity, but to rest inside of the Zero World for doing so. Kairo could not understand why she was here, unless to punish them, which it was very clear that she was not there to do. If she were, he would have felt and seen it inside of her and himself at the same time, and the malice within him would have risen.

As the vulturous crow picked at the innards of Pumpkinsin further, Pumpkinhead merely sat in confusion, trying to comprehend these things that didn't make any sense. "Orphanage...?" The thought of the orphanage brought back the traumatic memories of all those children he probably scarred and broke the minds of; for, after seeing his face and his power, there was no going back for any of them. They had gotten involved, and it was all his fault. "... No... I've... Ruined their lives... Their poor, orphan lives... I even sought to kill them... And my sister... And myself... I don't deserve your mercy..." He turned away from the light and buried his face in Chusin's open organs, letting her blood cover his face completely from the light. The smell of blood and burning flesh was comforting to him, as was the light from the watery mistress. "We don't deserve to live..."

At what he heard, he could not believe his eyes nor his ears. For whatever reason, what he believed to be an eternal punishment of condemnation and torture for the end of his days ended when he changed his ways and ended his days on his own... those of the Olde and into the Light of the New. That was why he was given this Eye... Three different eyes that made up the Akatsuki Tenseigan. "... You... You kept your word...?" He was puzzling, but, he could not feel a hint of that rage that always rested within him when he came to such realizations. All that he felt now was the utter, calming, deep and all encompassing serenity of this Light that gushed out of the Crystal Heart, remaining open and extending the roots of its light to ingrain itself into this filthy part of the world...

"Maybe... Valparaiso... It can..." He turned to the children, now able to see what had to be done. "... They must go first. Let the children out of the darkness before me. They deserve it more. They are innocent." He looked to them with eyes filled with water, hoping not to scare them with the hideous form he had to maintain only until he exited the pit himself, "... Go on, children... Fair is fair. I... I did something wrong, so I should... I should never step out before someone who didn't do anything at all. You shouldn't even be being punished... No... Not like me..."

He stepped back, into whatever shadow he could find, even if it was formulated by his own flame, itself. Anything in order to make things easier for the Children to endure so they wouldn't be scared to step forth to him. He wasn't a bad guy, this Pumpkinhead, despite his psychotic tendencies... He was just a monster that wished for the best for everyone, and saw no other way to do so than to do it by force if no one else was going to. He would take the blame for this crime if it would save them. "... Please. Go on." The Crystal Tears overflowed from his eyes as well, yet he still held his head down in shame and kept his Pumpkinhead nice and secure. It was probably better this way anyway. "Even you, Dear Sister... You must... You must go before I do..." After what he'd done to her... She deserved it. Even if she never spoke at all. He wouldn't come out until she did it first.