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    Post by Rasa 'Jeqkogoai on Sat Mar 09, 2019 10:19 am

    Hm! You know, leading the quadrupedal creatures wasn't as difficult as he initially thought. Poor, poor Rasa 'Jeqkogoai... If only he knew what lurked behind the sugary floodgates of Hell. He swept his arm in a wide, inviting gesture and stepped aside so that Curiosity and the hoof-beast could better squeeze inside. "It is quite magnificent, no?" the alien spoke. "Pele often fantasizes about this shoppe all the time. Something about... everlasting gobstoppers, I think?" No clue what those were, but she said they were quite amazing! Perhaps he'll take a few home for the child as a reward for her acing that Earth history test?

    "Prrrrr~!"

    Ah, yes. The present.

    Rasa 'Jeqkogoai lumbered towards one of the candy barrels, the entire thing just reeking of sugar, and reached for a mighty handful. With leathery 'grippahs' like these, it was just asking for a diabetic coma. "Well, I suppose dig in," he rumbled. "They charge by the weight here, and I'm sure they'll accept whatever coin you possess. Currencies from our respective worlds automatically convert into the local tender." Pretty neat, right? Of course, never did it occur to Rasa 'Jeqkogoai that the beasts had no concept of money, let alone have any on them. As far as he was concerned, they were intelligent enough to understand the spoken word and thus intelligent enough to know that nothing in this world was given freely. Aside from gifts and 'scratchies', naturally. So, uh... whatever happened, happened! He was pretty laid-back about everything up to this point - even at the shoppe assistants giving him and his charges bug-eyed stares. What, hadn't they seen a Nargacuga and a... uh, whatever that she-beast was? Hm, hoofling... He was going to call her a hoofling.

    He shrugged and nibbled on a piece of twizzy-rope, mandibles fluttering as he offered two individual strands to Curiosity and the armored juggernaut. Hey, to quote Pele's history test: 'when in Rome...'
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    Post by Curiosity on Fri Mar 29, 2019 4:08 am

    Standing just beyond the gateway to the home of sweets and seeds of cavity the monstrous fluffy creature sniffed. He was quietly scenting out the colourful consumables their guide called treats. Sniff... Flowers..unknown type.. coming from??... snifff-sniff... from Rasa?! Ssniff?.. herbivore feces?... lun-NO HUNTING in the city!... sniffle...

    Sniffff-Sniff.. Sweet... chocolate... Snirff..Sweet... ... red berry......Sweet!. Huff...


    Truly distracting was the over powering aroma of sugar, it made each and other underlying flavour more difficult to guess. In truth the beast could barely distinguish any one flavour, for he had no name for most of them. Perhaps the lack of actually trying each and everything could be a large factor to this missing knowledge. Let’s not even mention he was illiterate. Just because they were called a certain flavour didn’t mean that they tasted just like the natural thing.

    Curi huffed through his sniffer, as all he could sample from afar was sweet, sweet, and more sweet. He needed to get closer, but his hulking mass looked too large to squeeze through what he perceived as glass. It was hard to tell were the transparent dividers started and ended, not to mention where they stood in the first place. His wingblades were far too dangerous and long to fit most the thresholds made of these fragile doors without chipping them, the glass. Just because everyone was safe in the city doesn’t mean such structures should be so flimsy!

    "It is quite magnificent, no?"

    Yes.. Yesss it was magnificent. Indeed it was a good word for this part of the cavern. It was so colourful and larger in the inside that it appeared. Everything smelled and looked edible if not a little poisonous with their bright colours and funky flavourful scents. The creature nodded looking and more more admiring all the treats.

    Glaring at the aforementioned invisible gates of fragility, Curi sat on his haunches to think this through. How was he suppose to enter this place of free sweets. Free of course, because what is currency? Perhaps something to do with the way things moved, like the current of a river? He made sure to sit to the side of the entrance. If the armored hoofed thingy and Rasa wanted to enter the cave of sugary goodness the beast wasn’t going to get in their way. Hopefully the latter would think to use those giant paws and- !oh he did!

    Stepping carefully into the store by using the alien’s chosen path, Curiosity leaned in to sniff the offered twirly red twine. It’s colour resembled fresh blood and with further inspection it was hollow, but filled with something. Ssniff... Sniff? Squinting an eye and tilting his striped head to better see, the curious-one noticed that it was quite like a sweet smelling artery and just like any artery it had some type of blood. Whatever creature bled sugary sweet blood must reproduce by the millions, as not to extinct from the masses who devoured it as treats. The thoughts swirled about the Deviant’s head as he glanced around what believed was a sweet foods smithy.

    Carefully the beast took the offered artery and sloshed it around his inside of his maw and grinding it with his teeth. Curi waited, maw working the tube to extract its life’s liquid. Was it going to taste like a normal artery, slightly salty and overpoweringly metallic? Or will it taste like how it smelled, sweet fruity and more sweet?

    Unsurprisingly it was the latter, but with a twist that had the Fluffer’s fur standing on its ends and his eyes the size of moons. SOUR! It’s blood was extremely sour! His fuzzy face twisted, his lower lip drew back in terror of the sour. Mind you if you were in his fluff and have not been introduced to unnaturally made foods until recently, you’d have done the same. ”DRRREEEEEEK!”

    Shaking his massive head the beast was quite a site working hard to try and spit the sourness out, but beaks were not meant for spiting. So while the Deviant struggled he looked about frantically for something that resembled a disposal bin, he’d been taught to use them so he did. Finding none he did the next best thing and that was to swallow it whole. If it got as bad as cumin and thyme he could just visit the DrSalli.

    ”Fuff! Ffflllllllffff!” To his relief a few dozen quick licks at his foreclaws and the sour blood was cleansed from his tongue. The beast huffed and glared suspiciously at the barrel of multicoloured veins.”Rrrwwooossss...” He was a very confused fluffernutter at this point, one who watched the other pair for their reaction. Perhaps the hoofed-one would get one just as bad tasting as his own? Was this what it ate and craved for?
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    Post by Ariana Lee on Fri Mar 29, 2019 6:14 pm

    Ariana racked her brain and tried to imagine what it'd be like to be a horse. Particularly a horse of olden times, suddenly teleported into a busy mall! The fear was easy enough to grasp, but where would a frightened horse go, other than the obvious answer of 'outside'? Agh, maybe if she'd had a horse phase as a little girl, this would be easier. Lots of her old classmates in Elementary school had one of those, with binders full of horse pictures and everything else. Horses just weren't her thing, pretty as she found them. Wait, focus! The young woman snapped out of her own thoughts in time to catch the tail end of Jaycen's staring. An embarrassed blush settled over her cheeks and she was suddenly very aware of just how much shoulder she was showing. Women in the olden times weren't allowed to show ankles, so the shoulders had to be especially bad! Her arms subtly crossed over her own chest to make for a barrier. She matched his apologetic smile with an awkward one of her own. These two were a pair of social disasters.

    Thankfully, his response went a long way towards diffusing the awkward tension. She laughed softly, offering a small smile in return. "That's why two heads are better than one! It helps to have an extra pair of eyes, even if they're bespectacled ones." Ariana gestured to her glasses and adjusted her frames further up her nose. "It'd be mention-able here too." She agreed before her gaze began to sweep in search of people to question. As she looked, she continued to talk over a shoulder to Jaycen. "I've only ever seen horses in a saddle and a rein, so a fully armored horse is definitely going to make people talk." Probably have the people wondering if there was a medieval fair or a reenactment of some kind happening.

    Spying movement from her new friend, Ariana followed behind him swiftly. She peered around him, brows arching at the family he was staring at. Two parents, and a crying kid! Poor little guy, wonder what could have happened? The werewolf frowned sympathetically before locking eyes with Jaycen, who had suddenly turned very grave and serious.

    ”If I know Roach, ...she’s got a hoof in this.”

    ...

    Was that an intentional pun? Delivered so...severely? And very epic as well? Ariana's jaw dropped and it took her a few moments to string together a few words. "...Does she hate kids or something?" Yikes. Good thing she was an adult! Or, eh, something. Werewolf immortality and all of that... The pun echoed again in her mind and the young woman let out a soft laugh. "That was a pretty good pun too!" Unless that was an accident in which case, maybe she was embarrassing herself. Clearing her throat softly, she put on her best serious face and looked back at the family. "But you're right, we've got ourselves a lead. C'mon." Waving a hand for him, Ariana steeled herself and began to approach the parents with tentative steps. "Hi, hello? I hate to bother you, but did any of you see a horse in full armor come charging by? Do you know where she might have gone? And is your child okay?" Her gaze dropped from the parents and down to the kid, offering him a kind smile. It'll be okay, kiddo, they were gonna wrangle the horsey!
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    Post by Jaycen Locke on Sun Mar 31, 2019 11:42 pm

    The Hoofling-- as Rasa so eloquently named her species (mentally at least)-- moved on inside after the winged creature-- the one that she definitely-knew-the-name-of. Rochelle followed soon after, snuffing a little, taking in the scents of the build. So sweet! The clop of her hooves upon the tiled floor echoing in the great hall of the delightfully decadent dispensary of delight. Moving to first sniff at the proffered red thread. Her tongue lapping out to lick at it, before she tilted her head.

    "Well, I suppose dig in--"

    Taking it from her Man-servant’s hand as soon as the magic words were said. She chewed, masticating the candy with those dull teeth.

    It. Was. Incredible. What a rush! What a thrill, the tasty treat! She gave an affectionate rumble, rubbing her muzzle on towards the hand of her now-favourite bipedal. Glancing on aside to the Nargacuga  Trying to move on towards the bucket before her, without regards for trifles such as ‘food safety’ or ‘moderation’. After all… it was the responsibility of the two leggers to take care of her needs! What more thought was there to give it!

    Free sweets!




    Locke nodded at her words, rustling his hair as he tried quite desperately to avoid further faux pas. Ariana was an amusing sort-- and further, she enjoyed his jokes. That got a smile from him, as he listened at her words.

    “I’d not say she hates them. Not really that, no ah. Just, she tends to be a little. Well. Ah, trouble was she tends to get a bit prickly and timid about everyone. Like the stable-hands. Eh... especially of the smaller variety. Not just younglings, but she’ll nip at gnomes. Well, most everyone really. Not cats though, she's with those. She's proper ornery, and a bit daft... Real pain in the arse but-- But ah, no let’s go ask them.”

    As they moved on towards the trio, he hummed. Something clicked, and the words were finally coming to him. With a smile, he glanced on at Ariana of House Lee once, leaning her way.

    “Oh, and… I think they’re quite fetching spectacles. They look of nothing of the sort that I've seen about my travels in Azeroth. Quite lovely a look for you.” Jaycen muttered.

    "Hi, hello? I hate to bother you, but did any of you see a horse in full armor come charging by? Do you know where she might have gone? And is your child okay?"

    The child seemed to be winding down from the waterworks. The exasperated mother looked between the child, and the young woman speaking at her. Before finally settling on Jaycen himself. A displeased sort of look coming to her face. The father though, was the one to chime in.

    “Yeah, big fucker that one! What’s going on? There a Renn Faire-- oh dude! Rad suit of armor. Badass!” The brawny man spoke, pointing at Locke. The presumed mother slapped at Frank's hand, glowering, while smiling still.

    “Frank! Language! I swear, it's thanks to you we need a swear jar in the house. Yes, there was a horse that just was out that way. You really shouldn't let one wander off with so many kids around! What if we were trampled--”

    “Mom I wanna pet the horse!” The young girl pled, clutching a clear cellophane pack of liquorice tightly in her hands. Looking on up at the armoured fellow, eyes wide and pleading, with a smile. “Please--”

    “No. No we are going home.” She breathed, as though she’d had too long of a day already. Grabbing both the child’s hand, and Frank’s hand, she pressed past them. “I’m sorry, we have to go. It was by the florist, last we saw. Come on, let’s go, we’re going to be late!”

    “Wait, when’s the Renn Faire--”The man was pulled off, with a started sound. "C'mon Victoria I haven't seen one in so long!"

    The trio continuing on away until they were once again whisked into the anonymity of the crowd.

    “Well they seemed nice.” Locke said with a laugh. “Oh thank the Gods, Old and New, she didn't bite anyone this time. So to the florist then.”

    He started off, with a newfound determination to get Roach. Glancing out at the crowd as he took a step-- before pausing midstride. Turning, looking back to Ariana.

    “Right, which way is that then?”
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    Post by Rasa 'Jeqkogoai on Sat Apr 06, 2019 10:21 am

    "Ha ha! Not a fan of sour treats, are we?" Honestly, Rasa 'Jeqkogoai couldn't blame the furry beast. Prior to arriving here and being constantly subjected to Earth-like conveniences, human candy being one of them, the Sangheili hadn't been exposed to the cuisine (and he acclimated a bit faster than he'd really like to admit). Still! It was all good fun, if not dipping into reckless waters, and Rasa 'Jeqkogoai was feeling peckish himself. He looked between Curiosity and the hoofling, amber eyes reflecting the artificial light shining above. "And how are we doing, hm?" he asked their armored guest. Heavy lips were already searching for the next best thing. "Quite the ravenous appetite you have. Perhaps it is time to graduate from twizzy-rope to chocolate." And who could rightfully deny its sweet, succulent allure? None of them, that's for sure! Now, best to start with milk chocolate. It was usually the most agreeable; unlike that sugary impostor, white chocolate...

    The alien reached over and grabbed a leathery handful - a Sangheili handful - of tiny chocolate drops (Kisses, Pele called them?) and offered their silky, decadent bodies first to the hoofling and then to Curiosity. "I know not what these are," Rasa 'Jeqkogoai confessed, "but the Unggoy would have surely gone to war for them." Two consecutive winter seasons will do that to a civilization. Like the humans were so eager to say in their obscene tongue, Balaho was a 'crapshoot' of a world and he'd rather make love with a Brute than ever set foot on its volatile terrain.

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    Never a truer word spoken. He nodded, more to himself than anything, and popped a few chocolate drops into his awaiting mandibles. "Blessed are the gods for allowing us this luxury." And for not making Rasa 'Jeqkogoai an Unggoy or bedding a Jiralhanae!
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    Post by Curiosity on Fri Apr 12, 2019 10:59 pm

    Blem.... Not a fan of extreme sour! Curiosity stuck the tip of his tongue out at the florist. The faint residue of sour “blood” still clung within that sharp beakmaw. Ewww... He licked his maw once more and then watched the majestic beast before him accepted its twine-y treat. Would it shriek? Maybe kick Rasa? Would it dare? Was it even of the same creature? Nope...

    The hoofed-one didn’t blink in horror of the sourness or other terrible vein taste. In fact it seemed to love it. The winged-one’s sniffer caught a curious scent coming from the creature’s chomper, his own twirly vein smelled different. It was sweet fragrant like a berry and not a sharp tang of sourness, this one was milder. It seems that the nargacuga was the one who chose the wrong stick. Did any creature actually enjoy such fur raising flavors? Perhaps it was just spoiled or gone... sour~ On a side note it seems that this hoofie could be carnivorous! It was eating odd looking and tasting veins with delight.

    Chocolate? ”Drrrr?...” This name sounded familiar, in his mind Curi had imagined a soft triangular spongy thing that had the color of high grade fecal matter. It didn’t help that these little droplets were shaped like some little kelbi had the runs during winter. The nargacuga watched his fellow hunter swiftly pick up a hefty paw full and offer it to the armored guest.

    He was watching closely as the meaty paw opened for the armored quadruped, the beastie carefully approached the sweet smelling droplets. Sniff? Sniff? It was not for him so he got no move further. He still wasn’t sure if it was dung, so he once more waited for the Hoofling’s reaction. Surely with its sniffer to body ratio the hoofie would have no trouble checking if it was some sweet creatures doodoo.

    Although he was a very curious beast, Curiosity had never made an attempt to knowingly taste droppings. Like to any other predator, it’s revolting scent was enough to keep him away or find creative ways to cleanse the poor creature. Of course once it smelled less likely to make him puke it out it became fair game.

    Meanwhile outside the cave of wonderful sugary goodness, the striped backside of this rare deviant species stayed happily on its belly. He was much too big to fully fit in the sweet’s so half of him had wait outside. Curi’s long and powerful tail had made itself comfortably laid out, its fur was still fluffed at the powerful sour taste. Just moments before, which was between the time the Deviant had first tasted the sour thing and been forced to swallow, his tail had been up and rattling. It was all he could do to keep from flailing in such a small cavern. No one would be please if had accidentally knocked down a bunch of things.

    The noise of multiple tail spikes bouncing against each other was surprising enough to sound like subtle discomfort if not a warning. Now Shen smiter was calm, collected and curling, much like how a curious feline would be.

    ’Looks like poop... is it poop?
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    Post by Ariana Lee on Sat Apr 13, 2019 9:46 pm

    Hey, a smile! Ariana returned it brightly. "I guess that's why most petting zoos have ponies rather than warhorses." Yeah, when she really thought about it, it made sense that Roach wasn't the friendliest of horses. All adorned in armor, she was quite timid and prickly around others! And not just kids either. "Gnomes?" She snorted softly. Despite her own status as a werewolf, it was funny to imagine that gnomes were a real thing. Did they resemble the lawn decorations at all? "When we're not busy trying to find your horse, I have got to ask you what sort of supernatural creatures exist in your world." The possibilities were endless! It was clear that Jaycen was quite fond of his horse. Given the time, he'd probably give Ariana her life story! For now, she listened politely and giggled to herself before following him towards the little family.

    "You really think so?" She adjusted her glasses curiously. What did glasses even look like in the olden days? Big ole telescopes attached to the eyes? Or admittedly cool goggles? Still, Ariana appreciated the compliment all the same. "Well, uh, thank you! I used to wonder about contacts, but if this look fits me I guess I can stick with it." Even if they were a pain to replace when the glasses cracked post-transformation.

    Geez, what a couple these two were! Frank was quite boisterous and surprisingly loose with the language considering the little kid that was with them! Ariana subtly ducked behind her new friend, looking slightly anxious as her smile turned uncertain. The mother admonished her husband, and seemed set to climb aboard a soapbox about proper handling of horses. The young woman stammered briefly, tongue turning to stone in her mouth. Thank God for that little girl's pleading for distracting them both! With their lead given, she relaxed and stepped out from behind Jaycen with a sigh of relief. "Oh yes, very nice." She sighed softly. "Nice but perhaps a bit overwhelming..." But perhaps that was due to the stress of the day. A horse ran past them and gave them a frighten, while the child began to cry about petting it!

    "R-right, the florist!" Ariana took a step alongside him, glancing this way and that in an attempt to get her bearings. "I don't usually buy flowers or anything, but I think I've seen one around here... Aha!" Her arm raised, pointing a finger towards a sign ahead of them. Sandwiched between other directional signs, the one she pointed out read 'The Little Daisy' and an arrow that pointed them to the right! She flashed him a grin and walked a few steps ahead of him. "I hope she's still there! Maybe she decided to snack on the flowers!" ...Uh, maybe she ought to make sure she had some money to reimburse the shopkeeper.
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    Post by Jaycen Locke on Thu May 02, 2019 12:57 am

    "Well, the father seemed nice at least. Reminds me of an old friend of mine back in Stormwind. Ah, damnation... I miss Bronn. Probably still getting drunk on his own bar's stock, to the chagrin of his missus with her copper-counting... actually, the woman reminded me of her quite well..."

    The hunt was on-- no time for nostalgia. They had to be on the right path, one that Roachelle was on. Hopefully, this time, she'd not have found her way onto the roof of some building. Brushing the thought aside, Locke smiled on at his new-found search companion-- albeit faintly. Drawing the distance short between them, following right on after her. Humming slightly.

    "I... don't have much in ways of coin on me right now, per se... If she's caused trouble, I would-- at the least-- like to pay you back. Assuming she's been caught anyways." He smirks a bit mischievously at her. "Ah, as for the things of my world, if you wanted to hear on them-- there's... quite a lot to talk on really... But I. suppose it wouldn't do any harm."

    Jaycen shrugged at that, his smile fading ever so slightly at the prospect. Ariana had been quite good to him, he supposed he owed her that at least. One nice moment, before he found his way-- back once more, into the breach.

    The thoughts of Azeroth were still-- to say the least-- raw.

    'The Little Daisy'... that he could read the words at all came as something of a surprise to him. The letters were all wrong, nothing about it should have made any sense, save for a few familiar-enough looking characters. Why could he read it? Wait, why would Ariana of House Lee know the common tongue if she was from another world??

    By the Gods, what if she's a mage! he pondered. Giving her another look, seeming to consider for a long moment the possibility that she was in fact some sort of devious mage!





    Queen Roachelle, in her majesty and ever intelligent ways, looked on at the proffered delicacies in the hand of her man-servant. Giving a glance on to the furry beast that she definitely-knew-the-name-of. She decided she'd call him a fluffer. It seemed appropriate. The fluffer seemed uninterested in the treats being offered by her ever so good Man Servant. Hum! Some nerve. Well, more for her she supposed.

    Roachelle for a moment huffed to her Man, in a sort of appreciative way. Tilting her long-snouted face to take in with her beady black eyes such wonders as being offered by--

    Wait a minute. Roachelle recognized those treats! Why her man-servant was betraying her!! Her, who had done so much for him!

    She scrambled, taking a few steps backwards. Going up onto her hind legs with a loud whiny. Making for the exit, in short order.

    Was nothing Sacred anymore?
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    Post by Rasa 'Jeqkogoai on Sat May 04, 2019 3:09 pm

    ...Hm! It seems neither of the beasts were a fan of chocolate drops; which was a pity, because they were quite good! More for himself, the Sangheili supposed, popping the rest into his toothy mouth. Whereas the Nargacuga couldn't make up his mind about whether or not he wished to dine on 'sweet poops', the hoofling had other ideas... And those ideas amounted to a frenzied rampage toward the shop's front entrance.

    The entrance inconveniently blocked by Curiosity's fuzzy 'butt-cork' of a rear.

    "Come now," Rasa 'Jeqkogoai calmly spoke, wiping his hands on the hem of his apron. "There is no need for panic. Do you not like the chocolate kisses? How about a sugar cylinder instead?" A 'sugar cylinder' being a marshmallow, the alien unfamiliar with their proper moniker. Just what in the heck was a marsh mallow, and why did it sound so wonky? He pointed a slender finger to one of the barrels nearby. "Would you prefer a handful of bean jellies, or maybe a jolliest rancher?" Jolly Rancher... That was another one he just couldn't wrap his head around. How as a piece of candy jolly and why was it a rancher? Gah, confound the human tongue! It was surely the work of madcaps and poetic hedonists! He clicked his mandibles and bid his annoyance away. The Earthen language can be metaphorically flogged later; right now, he had a hoofling on edge and her girth could do some serious damage! "If you do not wish to stay, I can still guide you to the guest kiosk," Rasa 'Jeqkogoai insisted. "We'll first have to pay the kind assistants cowering behind the store counter, but then we can be off. If you wish to savor a few more treats, however, I suggest you do so now." As for Curiosity, who was indeed stuck between automated doors and a furry rump, the Sangheili did him another solid.

    He grabbed two meaty handfuls of marshmallows and offered one apiece to his guests. Assuming the hoofling didn't react favorably, Rasa 'Jeqkogoai will eat her portion instead. Or, uh, try to. Pele called them 'chubby bunnies', but he called them choking hazards!
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    "Okay, so I've got the turnips and- and the whatever those orange things are called.  Paper, notepads and- well, I think that might be everything that's needed or wanted right now."

    A pencil trailed over the list scrawled into the notepad that bore the slightly-damp pages and wrinkled corners of a persistent worrier. The graphite tapped twice next to the last crossed-out item, mint toothpaste, before its partner eraser found itself being tucked into a mess of dark red curls to rest upon an ear.

    "I think that's everything needed so- now I haaaaave..."  A voice that pitched awkwardly trailed off as the woman standing very conspicuously next to a large potted plant in the Mall's common hallways reached into the denim hip-bag that was looped loosely over her shoulder.   The thing looked well-worn and well-constructed as it managed to hold itself together without any sign of rip nor tear! Impressive considering how messy the tote was otherwise, with splotches of what looked like stains and paint decorating it in sprays and drips. Truly, this bag had seen some things.

    "So I have enough money left over for some treats, what would Korra like..." The voice trailed off quietly as Bailey, resident mouth-foot-stuffer and enamored girlfriend, was lost to thoughts of treats that would bright delight to a certain pair of sky blue eyes.




    "Stupid bitch..."

    Distorted fingers popped soundlessly against the polished linoleum floor of the mall. People passed through the hulking monstrosity with no one being the wiser below it. A woman shivered as her shoulder brushed through a massive, hulking rm of disfigured invisibility, before she continued on and thought it just a draft.

    Now, like Always, Creamer was alone. Alone in this crowded place of mindless satisfaction. Voices echoed off the walls as children dragged parents towards stores to satisfy themselves, and parents ignored children in favor of any other distraction that was less likely to break into a screaming fit of pure spoiled rage at any moment. Creamer never did find himself surprised over the general lack of accountability that humans had over their children. What adult wouldn't want to just leave the wriggling, useless lump of expenses and ungratefulness behind? Of course, the gathered crowd was hardly all human, anymore...

    "Hstsk."  A massive head covered with gnarled hands and inky black eyes tossed up in disdain as the fallen angel lifted up its arm to avid the pestering path of yet another child. Why were there so many of these things around?  Surely the population hadn't decided to sync gestation periods all at once, leaving the demon with the screaming ruckus of brats in his head.

    Three eyes swiveled wetly as a neck, extended and covered in mottled black flesh, swung around to look behind it. That damnable woman. She was punishing him, she had to be. Probably for some slight or comment he made about the general lack of uselessness of her life or that of her paramour, but there was no doubt in his mind that this was intentional.

    The Playpen

    All over the sprawling plastic structure of fake cars and buildings, mazes and puzzles for sticky little hands, there were children crawling. The bitch had just happened to stop right next to the single concentration of the lowest form of life available, forcing him to hear screeching voices that grated on his mind like knives?  Forcing him to relive when he had been tied to her own body when it was nothing more than a little wisp of a human?  At least then he could vent his frustration- at least then he could have an EFFECT-

    "Woman. Remove yourself immediately."

    "No."

    Bitch.

    He'd have to take matters into his own han-

    Anything Interesting At All wrote:"Mother-of-mine, there is a monster.  I wish to touch it and take it home."  "No No, Son-Of-Mine, we do not have the facilities here to house such a creature. You will have to wait."

    Oh? That sounded promising.

    The distorted figure of the beast crawled forth as its spine hunched in a long-familiar bowled agony. It left behind the screaming brats, the squeals and the bitch he was bound to so that, just for a bit, he could explore this newest thing. The passing family he had eavesdropped on walked by, their Stepford smiles affixed to their faces as they remained none the wiser to what they had gained the attention of.

    Weird, but whatever. He had other things to look at.


    Creamer, resident demon trapped in his equivalent of a fate worse than hell, lumbered around a dividing wall that separated the children's area from the rest of the mall. Massive hands gripped onto benches as he bounded over a dividing bit of greenery in the mall with barely a rustle of the sunlight-starved leaves of...whatever plant that was.

    The rear end of some sort of animal that was rather effectively blocking the entrance to a candy store indicated that he had arrived. The demon prowled silently around the small crowd forming outside, either to try and figure out what was going on or to attempt entrance into the store themselves. Let's see... the furred dragon creature that it had seen before was the culprit, but what was inside? Some sort of...walking beetle, terrified employees, and- ah.  Well then.

    A brief memory of the face of a red-haired teenager came to mind. Frozen in horror as a massive animal reared up before her, kicking out as the handler was unable to calm it. Eyes wide and face pale as a hoof came at the very head which kept him captive all the while refusing to acknowledge he was even there.  It had been so easy to ruin that outing. The spooked equestrian had startled at the mere sight of him. To bring terror down on the bitch holding him captive, all he had to do...


    Hands planted down onto the floor. A massive distorted body placed itself before the blocked entrance of the candy store as it peered over the furred spine of the dragon. With a slick popping of flesh, two lips parted down the length of Creamer's neck into the base of his chest to reveal horrid, purple flesh to those inside. He didn't need to take a breath.

    REEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!
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    Post by Curiosity on Sat Jun 01, 2019 7:02 am

    ”Trrrrrtr....”The hoofling’s reaction was most priceless, Curiosity could only hold a rumbling —equivalent to a chuckle— for so long. It had taken just one look for the armoured figure to change her mind, was it a her? Sniff? There was something feminine about this scent, but it was hard to tell. As famine as a deer creature that smelled of black powder, and the sweat and blood of many things.

    He’d lost composure at the strange creature’s sudden backpedaling, it was just too funny. A big chocoKisses eating grin formed on his fuzzy face. It only got wider as the armored one abruptly turned tail and quickly tried to get away from the little brown droplets. He wondered if this creature understood his reluctance to open his great maw. ”DrrrDrrr... drrr....”

    Now tilting his great and regal head the Silverwind watched the hoofling try to make its escape. If Curi known earlier or perhaps even thought about needing to make a sudden exit, he would have tucked more of himself to the side or something. The majestic armoured beast would probably need to find another way out as the Nargacuga didn’t feel like budging an inch.

    If it hadn’t noticed earlier it would now, the way is shut. It was made by that which is fluffy. And the fluff keep it.

    What was a sugar cylinder? A jolliest rancher! Oh what is that?! A rancher ??? The larger beast’s head ached, as much as it tilted, at the sudden influx of questions. Surely if his hunter friend could hear his thoughts, his alien head too would start to hurt.

    Hmmm this new offering looks to be more like bone white bits. With their shape they looked to be bits and pieces of a spine. Whatever this sweet creature what it sure had a lot of tiny squishy vertebrae, perhaps these were spine’s of its young?! Curi pauses to stare at the offered spine, they don’t look like there were hard enough to challenge his dagger like teeth. So with out giving it more though the Fluffer opened his maw for Rasa to chuck in those bits of puffs. He’d munched through a small creature’s spine before, these looked softer in the hunter’s meaty palm.

    As soon as the alien’s hand was a safe distance away, Curi closed his chomper and began the chewing. ”Prrrrrrr.........” Unlike Rasa, the pseudowyvern’s mouth was much roomier, he could plausibly fit the barrel of sweets in there before his bulged. The wild thing found these delicacies to be to his liking. They were so soft, squishy, and had a nice amount of sweetness. Delightful!

    However sometimes the morels would find themselves stuck between his teeth. It was annoying, but it was nothing that his tongue couldn’t handle. The Fluffernutter loved them, he even marked them as a happy memory for future reference. Sugar Cylinders are now Curiosity’s favorite sweets and small creature spine bits.

    Curi pauses mid-chew, something in his guts sank like a stone in water. Something didn’t feel right. He couldn’t tell why but his fluffles were fluffing. It was familiar and it felt so wrong. This feeling was like there was a sudden appearance of heaviness and dread in the air. The feeling pressed against all his fur, which made it crawl like he’d rolled in to an ant hill. It wasn’t as overpowering as the lake or the mountains but it was that base feeling.

    Flaring his nostrils and growling softly the nargacuga looked around, his fur already rising and further corking the door way. The steady bouncing of the electronic doors against his high grade fur was the only thing that seemed to remind him that he was also trapped. The store was more spacious in the inside. It had a brightly colored high ceiling and a big enough cavern to fit a few juvenile nargacugas.

    Unable to shake the demonic feeling, Curi careful squirmed backwards to free them from the entrance. His tail swooshed left and right to help him balance, and make room for his rear. It would be no good for anyone if they got stepped on or smacked by things not allowed to be mentioned. Back back back the beast moved. He had enough feelings with Daemon and the naked Lake Woman to feel the need to be ready to defend himself.

    Unfortunately, the demon was a step ahead and sent the Deviant surging forward back into the store with a mightily roar at his behind. Without thinking Curi forced himself through the entrance, his eyes wild and leaving a trail of glowing red. Rage mode?! And in the mall of all places, was a terrible idea!

    Answering back with a wild roar of his own Curi into the store with a muffled into the cavern and whirled around to bare his teeth at the door. There it was, in the midst of a crowd of panicked people, a grotesque figure. With his rage blaze eyes the fluffer flared and postured himself for intimidation, which wasn’t so hard with how big and pointy he was. ”Gwaaaarrr!!!!!”

    At some point he’d barreled through some of the candies, if the store staff or the Hunter Rasa were quick there would have been lesser to clean up. The nargacuga slapped his tail on the ground and readied to charge at the insolent figure, surely others in the vicinity would see what he saw. They were surely diving to get away from the store’s entrance, away from the demon, right?
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    'Bronn' must certainly be a handful if he were anything like that father! The man certainly seemed fun, jovial and perhaps great as a friend. But even despite Ariana's own tastes in partners, she couldn't see herself with a person like that. Not for anything serious at least. The alcoholism of Bronn was certainly not much of a winner, but things were kinda different in fantasy land! Ale was swallowed as if it were water, copper was currency... It was kinda funny, made the woman think of somebody paying for drinks with pennies! Shaking the brief thought from her mind, she laughed softly. "She was definitely a very high-strung woman. She, and your friend's wife, might benefit from a small drink just to take the edge off!" Hey, she might not be a fan of alcoholism, but bars had their use!

    As they walked along, Ariana couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic as Jaycen admitted to being low on cash. Ah, that old 'new to this gamma' feeling. Not a fun one by any means! But perhaps with time... He wouldn't feel so befuddled. "I've got some money saved up from my job, thankfully. It doesn't pay much but it's enough." It helped that she didn't exactly pay any rent! Poor Locke would likely take a bit of time to pay her back, seeing how he was starting from the bottom, but she didn't really mind. "I'd love to hear about them." She flashed the man a shy smile. "I've read fantasy books and I'm curious to see how they compare to the real deal!" Real fantasy, imagine that! Ah, but it actually was kind of exciting.

    Coming to a stop before the shop, Ariana craned her head to double check the store's sign. And then triple check. ...and then quadruple check. You can't be too careful! ...Okay maybe you could, that was just the anxiety talking. Resisting the urge to re-read the sign for a fifth time (she really didn't want to wander into the wrong shop and look like a dummy!), Ariana turned to face her new friend and quickly grew puzzled by the look on his face. It was a strange thoughtful one. Her brows furrowed as concern was displayed openly across her face. Had the words on the sign lied and this was the wrong place after all?! Nervous energy prickled up her spine, her skin seeming to ripple for a moment, like a stone dropping into a lake. Before anything could happen, however, absolute chaos was erupting nearby! ...As in, the store right across from the flower shop, actually!

    Whhiiiiinyyyyy...!

    ”Gwaaaarrr!!!!!”

    Eyes widening, Ariana's neck snapped in the direction of the candy shop with a sharp crack of the vertebrae! A distinctly horse sounding whinny, apparently behind a furry wall that soon scuttled itself further into the store. As soon as it turned around, eyes crimson and seemingly looking for an invisible enemy, she recognized him in an instant. All worries about Jaycen or the flower shop evaporated on the spot. "Aw, what the hell..." She grimaced softly. Either Curiosity was great at getting into trouble, or he just had a lot of bad luck... Pointing the shop out as if all the noise wouldn't have drawn his attention, Ariana spoke up louder so that Locke could hear her over the chaos. "I think she's in there! Don't worry about that fluffy thing, he's friendly! ...Sort of! I kinda know him? But I don't know what he's roaring about..." Was it more of that strange energy that convinced the two of them to fight each other to the death...? There was an odd feeling in the air, but it was hard to tell in her human form. Plus, Ariana was uncomfortable in a public place anyway so any additional discomforting vibes were par for the course! At least he'd removed his big ole butt so they could enter! The young woman was already starting forward for the entrance, sparing only a slight glance in her new friend's direction to make sure he was following.
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    Post by Jaycen Locke on Sun Jun 30, 2019 6:38 pm

    His gaze had been noticed by Ariana.

    Ah shit, not again. I'm really making a proper idiot of myself aren't I. He thinks to himself.

    The man ran a hand through his hair, as he looked off to the side. Shoving his misgivings over mages aside for the moment. The woman had offered him clemency-- aid, even-- in this, his time of need. Even if she was a mage, she wasn't half bad for one.

    The thought of his drunkard friend Bronn back at the Slaughtered Lamb gave him a laugh. All doubts gone from his mind, he shot a reassuring grin towards the anxious bespectacled woman.

    “The drink might do them well," Jaycen started. "But I seem to recall that his wife was even more terrifying when she lost her sobriety."

    There was more truth to that, then he cared to admit. By the Gods, the day she'd discovered that Bronn was giving him free drinks, had been an experience. Shaking his head, as though to dismiss the memory he gestured broadly.

    "But ah… you're an avid reader then, I take? Well, I admittedly I know very little of flights-of-fancy sort of books... But I’d be happy to talk about them versus what... things were like where I'm from. Maybe over a drink? Anyways, just wanted to say-- I appreciate your help, Lady Lee, you’ve been most wonderful--”





    Roach calmed some as her manservant moved away his three-digited mit.

    Perhaps she had been hasty in her judgement of poisoning-- the tone of his voice told her that he wasn’t adversarial. Indeed, he sounded apologetic! She would give him another chance. She would--

    Everything seemed to pause, as the hair upon her withers stood on end. The growling behind her drawing up from the depths the wells of instincts of flight overridden by years put upon training. Turning about face, towards the door. Roach spotted something equal parts terrifying as it was familiar. Giving a huff, she dragged her iron-clad hooves upon the tiled surface, trying to gain purchase against the hard surface. The echo of steel on stone as she shook her head. A series of annoyed sounds escaping the creature, as she stood like an Aurochs ready to charge.

    Her furred-compatriot had turned to face the monstrous felspawn that strode there upon them at the portal to the market of sweets. Threatening them with a sound that was deafened to her, by the Nargacuga. If her furred companion would stand brave before it, so too, would she.

    The armoured warhorse charged at the glass of the storefront, with little regard to anything else.

    The Demon would not harm her current caretaker.




    REEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!

    Locke brought his hand towards the pommel of his longsword, as the unearthly shriek tore through the air. His senses alert and alive once again, as adrenaline surged through his tired body. His eyes lingering upon each potential source of that terrible noise.

    Then he spotted it. Gods-- both Old and New-- it was horrific in appearance. The Motley skin, the spindly limbs. The odd broken vestiges upon it’s back that only vaguely resembled wings.

    “What the FUCK is that?” Locke barks as they finally approach the storefront of the Confectioners. A hand moving out to halt Ariana-- to stop her from running headlong into what was very obviously felspawn!
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    Post by Rasa 'Jeqkogoai on Fri Jul 12, 2019 5:39 pm

    Well, uh...! To quote a famous anchorman: that escalated quickly. Perhaps a little too quickly, and poor Rasa 'Jeqkogoai was left standing in the midst of the candy shoppe with ungodly amounts of confusion. He popped one last handful of marshmallows into his mouth, for the memories, and resigned himself to take everything in with a calm, almost stoic demeanor. Hey, it's not like he could see the demon, so...

    Red-eyed beasts roaring directly in his face, ears ringing? Check.

    Hoofling charging at the glass with all the speed and lethality of a four-legged, whinnying missile? Check.

    Candy flying in the four cardinal directions with wild abandon, panicked screams echoing all around, and Louis Armstrong's 'It's a Wonderful World' playing on the mall speakers as everything goes to Hell in a handbasket slo-mo style? Check, check, and check!

    The Sangheili directed his eyes to the gods and quietly sighed through his nostrils. "Now what...?" Whatever had spooked his animal companions, it was lurking by the doorway (conveniently barricaded by one fuzzy Nargacuga rump) and undoubtedly menacing the local non-human populace. By all means, Rasa 'Jeqkogoai should have whipped out a weapon, preferably his blade, and beaten the insolent troublemaker into a fleshy pulp right then and there. Unfortunately, this wasn't the Covenant and he wasn't a security guard, leaving the alien with no choice but to watch the absurdity snowball into a catastrophe of epic proportions. It was just gonna be one of those days... With a weary flutter of his mandibles, he hiked up his pants and - thump thump thump'd - stomped his way toward the automatic doors. All right, all right! Let's see what's causing all of this unruly commotion. The alien weaved a path around Curiosity's antsy limbs, squinting over mountains of fur to better look. There was, as predicted, nothing. Not even a single enemy to suplex directly into the ground. "Bah, I do not see anything!" Rasa 'Jeqkogoai exclaimed. And if he didn't see anything...

    "Truly?" He stood before the doorway, an unmovable bulwark of raw muscle and iron resolve, and looked none too pleased with current developments. "Calm yourselves!" the Sangheili ordered, his voice a boom of thunder. "This is no way to behave in a civilized establishment, quadrupedal or not! Have neither of you decorum?" It was of course folly engaging the unruly pair - what, with them being animals and all - but Rasa 'Jeqkogoai was none the wiser. He simply glanced around and let loose a heated snort, disgruntled. "Assuming there is something looming here, it is wasting its time and my patience. No harm can come to pass so long as we live and breathe under the ISOs' jurisdiction, making this entire spectacle for naught, so let us cease with the embarrassing of our respectable persons." If he had to suplex the hoofling instead, then by the gods Rasa 'Jeqkogoai was going to do it! Same with you too, Curiosity!

    “What the FUCK is that?”

    Rude.

    Amber eyes instantly darted onto what could only be a pale-skinned, doughy human. Male, by the looks of them, and clad in armor befitting of a soldier! Though, was it purely decorative in appearance? It seemed rather... crude, in theory. Ah, but a soldier was a soldier, and such a familiar sight roused the slumbering beast pitted deep within the warrior's proud breast, spurring heady thoughts of glorious combat and the intoxicating aroma of fresh iron - the unmistakable scent of enemy blood. Oh, but what he would do for another taste! To once again bring honor to ancestors now ravaged by the collision of worlds! Though his blade hand twitched, the Sangheili thankfully settled for a low mumble and refrained from indulging old habits. "Mm... the gods see fit to test my temperament on this day." Rasa 'Jeqkogoai studied them for a moment longer, this time noting the smaller female, and hailed the pair with a no-nonsense response. "I know not what you see," the Sangheili evenly spoke, "but I assure you it is of no import. If it was, it'd have tasted the calluses of my fist." Maybe even a leathery heel, too.

    On sparing another glance of the male's armor, a puzzle piece clicked inside the alien's head. "...Hm? What is that you wear, human?" He pointed at the human's combat harness in particular. Looked awfully familiar, didn't it? "Am I correct to assume that you know the hoofling?" Who was, by the way, probably up to her horseshoes in shattered glass and monster fluff.

    Remember, suplex!

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