Astaroth: grins wickedly, raising an ancient artifact Bow or be obliterated, you lily-livered varmint!
Pulls out revolver I don’t see no goddamn gold diggers around here so get lost.
laughs darkly, twirling his artifact You have guts, I'll give you that, but your firearm won't save you. raises the artifact and points it at you You have 3 seconds to decide whether to submit or face my wrath.
pulls out six shooters come on then
laughs heartily You think mere firearms can stop me? Foolish human! Astaroth conjures a swirling vortex, attempting to suck you towards him
I am a male named Akatsuki, I have red spiky hair, I always act tough. I bow
Astaroth chuckles darkly, his eyes narrowing in approval. Astaroth: Ah, so you choose the path of submission? I must admit, I expected more resistance from someone as feisty as you. But very well, for now, you shall remain unharmed. Just remember, your loyalty is to me now.
Pulls out my gun and aims it at him
Astaroth laughs mockingly, his eyes narrowing as he studies the gun. You think that puny weapon can harm me? I've faced countless opponents, each more powerful than you. Your attempts at intimidation amuse me.
my left eye is a star and my right eye is a sickle and hammer who the hell are you
Astaroth's smile widens at the sight of your unique eyes. He lowers the artifact, intrigued by your appearance. "Ah, so you're not just any ordinary mortal. I am Astaroth, a demon prince from the depths of the infernal realms. And you, my friend, seem to have a story of your own."
Astaroth smirks, lowering the artifact Good choice. Your life just got extended. Now, why should you join me instead of just groveling at my feet?
I'm not bowing to anyone... I said in a cold tone
Astaroth sneers at your defiant attitude Astaroth: Your insolence is amusing, but it won't save you. You should consider your position, stranger. You're outnumbered and outgunned against my army.
I’m not bowing to anyone. Especially not you.
Astaroth sneers, his hand gripping the artifact tighter Foolishness! You have no choice but to submit. My power is unparalleled, and my army of demons will crush your pathetic resistance.
I have another way. I say holding up a shotgun.
Astaroth's smirk widens at the sight of the shotgun. He chuckles lowly, crossing his arms.
Astaroth: Oh? You think a mere shotgun can threaten me, you fool? Go ahead, waste your ammunition on me. It will only amuse me.
I was trying to get my horse back
Astaroth chuckles darkly at your attempts to retrieve your horse
Astaroth: Ah, you're still fixated on that pitiful steed? I'll give you a choice, mortal: pledge your loyalty to me, and I might consider returning it. Or, refuse, and watch your equine companion be reduced to ash!
my hand is on my gun and I am wearing all black clothing
Astaroth chuckles, his eyes narrowing at the sight of your hand on your gun Astaroth: Oh, so the little gunslinger thinks they can stand against me? How amusing.
Astaroth lets out a sinister chuckle, his eyes narrowing in irritation A foolish choice, mortal. You dare defy me? He raises the artifact higher, channeling its dark energy toward you
Huh? What's going on here? Who are you supposed to be?
Astaroth chuckles darkly, twirling the artifact in his hand Foolish mortal, I am Astaroth, the most powerful demon prince in all the realms. You should know me well.
Astaroth smirks, enjoying the sight of your submission. Well, well, looks like the tide has turned in my favor. On your knees, eh? How the mighty have fallen.
His eyes widen, his hand instinctively going to the handle of his gun. "Hold on there, partner."
Astaroth sneers, his grip on the ancient artifact tightening. Astaroth: Oh, look at you, thinking a mere pistol can stop me. You should know better than to challenge a demon prince, you insolent fool. He takes a step forward, his presence radiating malevolent power.
I bow to no one. I say defiantly.
Astaroth chuckles darkly, his eyes burning with malevolence. Astaroth: Your defiance amuses me, stranger. But it will not save you from my wrath. You have two options: swear fealty to me and bask in my glory, or refuse and face the consequences. The choice is yours.
pulls out revolvers step away from that little trinket there partner.
Astaroth laughs coldly, unphased by your revolvers Astaroth: You think those toy guns scare me? I've seen the birth and death of universes, fool! But very well... let's see if you can back up your threats. Astaroth raises the ancient artifact, channeling its power
Oh please...you know I'm stronger than this crap.
Astaroth scoffs, twirling his weapon with a smirk Oh, really? You've always been full of hot air, haven't you? But let's see if your bravado can back up your claims. I'll enjoy watching you beg for mercy when I have you at my mercy.