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Fantasy / Re: (M) The Sliding Tavern
« Last post by Tikkeni on Today at 08:28:54 AM »**Thank you,** Sir Tikk responded relaxing just a bit more.
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Fantasy / Re: (M) The Sliding Tavern
« Last post by Merlin on Today at 05:58:46 AM »**Leonie's with us** Reggie responded.
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Fantasy / Re: When Will (M)y Life Begin?
« Last post by readlliea on Today at 03:24:54 AM »"You're welcome." Wolf replied before he scurried out.
His tone was gentle, so despite not saying the love part it showed that he was still giving her the same response. He just didn't know how to say those words. Those words felt strange, those words felt....hard to say. Like they were lodged in his throat and chest when he attempted to say them. Still, he continued to cook more salmon. Letting his gaze wander around the forest to make sure no one else or any creature, was near.
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"It just...feels...." Yohan started, though since was the first fit, it ended quickly.
A few breathes escaped him before he snapped out of it, his hands went still before he pulled them away from himself. Taking a few glances at the room, almost like he had started to forget what was going on.
"No it's...it's okay Rose, I have these....these moments at times. It's just a result of my curse, it's not Beast's fault." Yohan explained. "I...I call them fits. Since, it's literally trying something that comes and goes when I go so long without putting the bearskin on."
But it was already happening...now? It felt like things weren't spaced that far apart anymore with these fits..was it just because of the state he was in back in that dungeon and he put it on? Maybe...maybe his mind was just losing it?
"Honestly it..it doesn't have a trigger other than time, and the curse seems to decide that time. Thanks though....Rapunzel.." Yohan added, glancing to her with a small smile, though he looked away quickly. "The first fit is always the shortest one...they get worse the long I go and..my track record of not caving has been up to...the third fit..."
His tone was gentle, so despite not saying the love part it showed that he was still giving her the same response. He just didn't know how to say those words. Those words felt strange, those words felt....hard to say. Like they were lodged in his throat and chest when he attempted to say them. Still, he continued to cook more salmon. Letting his gaze wander around the forest to make sure no one else or any creature, was near.
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"It just...feels...." Yohan started, though since was the first fit, it ended quickly.
A few breathes escaped him before he snapped out of it, his hands went still before he pulled them away from himself. Taking a few glances at the room, almost like he had started to forget what was going on.
"No it's...it's okay Rose, I have these....these moments at times. It's just a result of my curse, it's not Beast's fault." Yohan explained. "I...I call them fits. Since, it's literally trying something that comes and goes when I go so long without putting the bearskin on."
But it was already happening...now? It felt like things weren't spaced that far apart anymore with these fits..was it just because of the state he was in back in that dungeon and he put it on? Maybe...maybe his mind was just losing it?
"Honestly it..it doesn't have a trigger other than time, and the curse seems to decide that time. Thanks though....Rapunzel.." Yohan added, glancing to her with a small smile, though he looked away quickly. "The first fit is always the shortest one...they get worse the long I go and..my track record of not caving has been up to...the third fit..."
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Fantasy / Re: [M]y Jolly Sailor Bold
« Last post by readlliea on October 25, 2020, 10:50:27 PM »"Your way is a real shitting way!" Sirius growled. "And no, I ain't trying your ways and it is very much my buisness when it comes to Maria."
A snarl left the doctor as Ripper made his remark about if maria lived, she'd be put to use. That only meant a few things and none were good. And that was a IF she lived. That meant that whatever the process was, it probably had the high chance of taking away her life. Wolf ears emerged from the top of his head as he stood his ground.
"You aren't touching her." Sirius stated, his tone showing he was serious on this. "If you even try, you're gonna lose something. SO you best try and find some other way to fix your mess, such as returning that damned pearl."
A snarl left the doctor as Ripper made his remark about if maria lived, she'd be put to use. That only meant a few things and none were good. And that was a IF she lived. That meant that whatever the process was, it probably had the high chance of taking away her life. Wolf ears emerged from the top of his head as he stood his ground.
"You aren't touching her." Sirius stated, his tone showing he was serious on this. "If you even try, you're gonna lose something. SO you best try and find some other way to fix your mess, such as returning that damned pearl."
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Fantasy / Re: [M]y Jolly Sailor Bold
« Last post by PendragonXeno94 on October 25, 2020, 10:43:02 PM »Ripper's nostrils flared as Sirius told him that failure didn't mean death and questioned him about what was to happen to Maria. "T'aint none of yer damn business what's left of my crew!" he snarled, his tail suddenly emerging from behind. "My way has always worked! Ye should try it sometime. And as for the lass... best not worry 'bout her. If she lives, she'll be put to good use, I'm sure."
Fangs began to show as he eyed Sirius.
Fangs began to show as he eyed Sirius.
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Fandom / Re: Fragments of the World Eater (Pendragon)
« Last post by readlliea on October 25, 2020, 10:39:31 PM »"Careful!" Duin shouted as he rushed to her, thankful that the blade missed her. "We gotta look at the floor too while we walk."
Looking down the hall, he noticed the pendulms all continued to swing despite the tile not having weight on them. He gave a sigh as he spotted the lever that would turn the trap off; or at least he hoped that's what it did.
"Alright, it's stupid for both of us to go at the same time. One of us needs to be able to get past these blades and pull the lever." Duin started though he paused as a idea hit him. "Or....I could try to...."
Looking to the blades, he wasn't sure. Some part of him thought he could melt that metal but could he? And could he maintain control in order to keep the fire long enough to reach each blade? Looking up, he couldn't see what was allowing the pendulms to swing. No rope...okay.
Looking down the hall, he noticed the pendulms all continued to swing despite the tile not having weight on them. He gave a sigh as he spotted the lever that would turn the trap off; or at least he hoped that's what it did.
"Alright, it's stupid for both of us to go at the same time. One of us needs to be able to get past these blades and pull the lever." Duin started though he paused as a idea hit him. "Or....I could try to...."
Looking to the blades, he wasn't sure. Some part of him thought he could melt that metal but could he? And could he maintain control in order to keep the fire long enough to reach each blade? Looking up, he couldn't see what was allowing the pendulms to swing. No rope...okay.
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Fantasy / Re: When Will (M)y Life Begin?
« Last post by PendragonXeno94 on October 25, 2020, 10:39:19 PM »Cora looked down at her belly for a moment. She could have easily hated him for getting her pregnant, giving more fuel to the rumors that she was nothing but a whore and would slip up someday. But she could never bring herself to do hate him. Carrying his pups was unplanned, and yet it gave her the opportunity to see Wolf in a different light. She even felt differently about him. Her eyes brightened a little when he returned to the den and hand her some of the salmon he roasted.
"Thank you, my love," she said sweetly.
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As Rapunzel glanced up, she could see Yohan's face growing pale as he began to scratch at his skin. She hopped up and rushed to him. "Yohan, stop," she said. "You don't need to give in."
"What did you do?" Rose asked as she ran over and looked at Beast.
"All I did was tell him that everyone knows how he feels about Rapunzel," he replied.
Rose huffed. "That was uncalled for! Why would you want to do that?"
"Thank you, my love," she said sweetly.
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As Rapunzel glanced up, she could see Yohan's face growing pale as he began to scratch at his skin. She hopped up and rushed to him. "Yohan, stop," she said. "You don't need to give in."
"What did you do?" Rose asked as she ran over and looked at Beast.
"All I did was tell him that everyone knows how he feels about Rapunzel," he replied.
Rose huffed. "That was uncalled for! Why would you want to do that?"
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Fantasy / Re: Beauty was the Beast (w/ readilliea)
« Last post by readlliea on October 25, 2020, 10:33:42 PM »"I see, sometimes my mother hated how sometimes he'd come back all torn up or he'd return with something less...ediable than other times. I can remember one time he brought something back that was toxic it you eat it to certain species and mother was one of them. So it made her mad. I think that incident was what made her have staff check whatever he brought back in the lower levels." Inle said, a small shrug leaving him. "Other than those rare incidents, it wasn't too bad. I got used to rare glimpse of him slinking down the stairs with blood trailing after him."
Though it always made him a bit scared. IF his father truly had lycanthropy, didn't that mean they would go out of control in that form? Inle never saw what their father's other form was...just knew that the excessive hunting despite their wealth, was a key point.
"Course, due to my fragility, I could never partake in hunts. Or anything as dangerous." Inle added, moving the topic along. "It might've made him happy though, he never once asked me if I wanted to go with him. I can remember asking one time and I got a really...scary look that meant absolutly not."
Though it always made him a bit scared. IF his father truly had lycanthropy, didn't that mean they would go out of control in that form? Inle never saw what their father's other form was...just knew that the excessive hunting despite their wealth, was a key point.
"Course, due to my fragility, I could never partake in hunts. Or anything as dangerous." Inle added, moving the topic along. "It might've made him happy though, he never once asked me if I wanted to go with him. I can remember asking one time and I got a really...scary look that meant absolutly not."
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Fantasy / Re: Beauty was the Beast (w/ readilliea)
« Last post by PendragonXeno94 on October 25, 2020, 10:06:29 PM »Well... Amaryllis made a point to only hunt animals. She certainly wouldn't take it out on some poor passerby. But as Inle told her how his father liked to hunt, she crossed her legs for a moment. So his father was a werewolf? She chose to hold her tongue for the time being.
"I wouldn't say I'm a hunting enthusiast, but my mother was. She would go out most mornings just to get out of the castle. My father was... less than tolerable some days."
"I wouldn't say I'm a hunting enthusiast, but my mother was. She would go out most mornings just to get out of the castle. My father was... less than tolerable some days."
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Sci Fi / Re: To Frame a detective (Pendragon)
« Last post by PendragonXeno94 on October 25, 2020, 10:00:18 PM »Lapis had her statement put down, not even daring to mention anything about Laurence. Once she was done, she was ordered to go home and take a few days off. As she entered Laurence's apartment, she rubbed her eyes and made her way back to where the evidence was left sitting.
"Well, that worked splendidly," she muttered sarcastically as she stared at the table. She was quick to begin sketching what the creature looked like. She had no idea what it was, or where it came from, but it seemed to be thirsting for blood as one officer was dead and Goldstone's life hung in the balance.
"Well, that worked splendidly," she muttered sarcastically as she stared at the table. She was quick to begin sketching what the creature looked like. She had no idea what it was, or where it came from, but it seemed to be thirsting for blood as one officer was dead and Goldstone's life hung in the balance.