The god of Death (Anyone can join)

Ripper was in his true form standing on a pile of bones. Ripper was here to collect some souls, which is his job as the Grim Reaper. He'd already stored more than 40 souls in his wings, all of which were evil souls. He didn't much like having to deal the evil souls, he'd rather have his job be an easy one insead of a hard one.

"This is pissing me off." Ripper mummbled to himself as he swung his Death Scythe cutting down some dead trees. Ripper was getting mad at the fact he could find so many lost souls in the forest. Every step he took the plant life began to freeze, and there was a trail of black mist that followed.

Oh~?

*The voice called out from everywhere in the forest, and then many figures appeared. All illusions of one, and yet the question would be which one was the true image.*

How about I take you out of your misery? Or perhaps you'll give me all your pocket money?

*The images cackled, laughing heavily. A lot of money for a days work was always acceptable, but so was another head to mount on the employers wall. The images took a stance, sneers all around as thousands of chained weapons flew out of the trees, all aimed at one target.*

Kukukuku.....

Ripper calmly looked at the incoming weapon's then began to laugh. "Hmm...looks like I get to have some fun today." Ripper mumbled to himself as he called a unholy shield around himself. As the weapons warped around the shield Ripper dissappeared from inside the shield, leaving the weapons taggled to the shield. "So you think you can kill the god of Death?" Ripper asked as he each he sent a burning green flame to each illusion. The flames themselves should take care of the fakes, but as for the real one it should only hurt for a little while.

Why not?

*The voice would echo from everywhere, the illusions faltering but staying straight up, not a single one dissapearing, not a single onne showing real pain. *

I bet you're worth a killing somewhere. Kukukukuku....

* The images all began to laugh again, the laugh echoing, bounding around the forest. The weapons all began to glow a sickening neon green as they began to grow. Double the size, triple the size.... Ten times the size. With thousands of weapons getting larger by the second, the sheild would either collapse or some weapons would fall of of it, each being nearly as thick as a tree trunk right now, suspended in the air by green energy as they flew at Ripper, each making a sickening sound of its own...*

Ripper began to laugh as the weapons went through him. "I love this forest." Ripper said with a laugh. "I figured out how to make my own illusion." Ripper said as ten of him showed up. Each began to swing at the other illusion's. "I haven't even started yet." Ripper said.

Who said that I did?

*The voice boomed out once more, yet so slurred that one might not be able to tell wether it was a woman or a man. Though, as the blades sliced through, they literally did slice through, absorbing the after-images into the blade.*

You think you can hide in illusions, son?

*The voice rang out again, mocking, taunting. *

I'd think again...

Ripper began to laugh. "Your calling me the boy? I'm older than you." Ripper said still laughing as his illusions began to be cut away. "Hmm...I see your quiet good at this kind of game...but to tell the truth..." Ripper complimented. Ripper wasn't even trying he was really just toying with this man or woman who said he/she would have his head.

Ripper began laughing uncontrollable as more illusion of him began to form. "I like how these other illusion's can use the same moves as the original." Ripper pointed out as his other selves began cutting at the fakes.