Deal with it.

[hallowedhorcrux]

I do not accept defeat.

As you can see, it didn't last.

(A nasty smirk follows that statement and his eyes glow malevolently.)

Shall I show you my strength, Mundane? Are you worthy of seeing it, I wonder?

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[palpatine]

And what determines worth in your eyes, dark one?

[hallowedhorcrux]

Power. Ability. Without both, one is incapable of doing anything worthwhile.

[palpatine]

Then I would certainly judge this mundane of yours worthy of witnessing whatever strength you feel you possess. After all, is it not their power - the mundane's power alone - that enables you to speak now?

[darkenemyoftheworld]

So you are one of the many upstarts who claim the title of Dark Lord... Well, I am Melkor, He who is called Morgoth- The Dark Enemy of the World, THE ORIGINAL DARK LORD. And I do not like pretenders to my throne.

[hallowedhorcrux]

(How does he even approach this?)

You must possess great power. I would like to see it.

[darkenemyoftheworld]

Very well... GROND!!

[See Melkor summon a giant war-hammer, See Melkor stroll over to a nearby mountain range. See Melkor smite said mountain range with a tremendous blow, shattering it into pieces.]

I am really sorry about this. AU where Harry was raised as Dick Grayson

[dickandharry]

Could you please just stop taking your issues about not being hugged enough as a child out on everyone Tommy?

[The comment comes from somewhere up in the rafters, but it's extremely hard to determine where specifically. Dick is very, very good at throwing his voice.]

[hallowedhorcrux]

Is that how you would simplify my agenda? (It's rather amusing. And dumb. Mostly dumb.)

[dickandharry]

Well, no, I'd simplify your agenda by commenting on your insistence on ripping off the modus operandi of various muggle dictators. Protip for you He-Who-Does-Not-Have-a-Nose, they didn't manage to take over the world either. And let's be honest with ourselves here, if a kid less than half your age keeps managing to survive every single encounter he's had with you and ruin your plans at the same time, your chances of succeeding aren't exactly all that great.

[gildylocks]

Oh my gosh. [ Have a very young Gilderoy Lockhart, Voldemort. He doesn't recognize you at all. ]

What happened to your nose, sir? I'm so terribly sorry!

[hallowedhorcrux]

You are a fool.

[gildylocks]

That's awfully rude!

[cruoris_sancio]

My Lord... My Lord, you've returned to us.

[hallowedhorcrux]

As have you, Bella.

[cruoris_sancio]

I have been here, my Lord. I've been looking for you... My Lord, are you staying?

[soangryicouldtinkle]

Got your nose!

[He does have a bloody nub of cartilage and flesh in his hand.]

[hallowedhorcrux]

(Not even deigning that with a response.)

[spiral_king]

I'd think that, since they chose to accept you as a muse, your Mundane knows full well of your strength, Dark Lord. Whether or not they're worthy in your eyes is irrelevant, as it is through them that you're able to walk amongst the living again, is it not?

[hallowedhorcrux]

Thus why I lend my voice to them in the first place. I have no desire to remain amongst the dead and defeated.

[his_nemesis]

[Not good. At all.]

[hallowedhorcrux]

(For Harry, no it isn't. Voldemort stares at him, fixated and wary.)

have a pre-Azkaban follower

[phrenesis]

My Lord- defeat, defeat is hardly an option to consider.

[ The adoration. It does not end. ]

Children should not be prying into your affairs. You should teach this mundane of yours a lesson.

always welcome!

[hallowedhorcrux]

How would you suggest I show them my true nature?

[marauder_black]

[Oh no. This isn't good at all.]

Defeat? Are you used to being beaten then?

[hallowedhorcrux]

I have tasted it and returned. Defeat is nothing to me.