Post

Region: Hoshizora

Messages
Taurgha 5 years 293 days ago CHAPTER MELON Iammelon wrote:Lord Rauus put on his helmet at that point, the eyes of it starting to glow as he stood up and spoke clearly, "Just about. Stand up and prepare yourself, we're already inside the ghost world's barrier so the danger has begun. Speaking of which, brace yourself for impact." He took hold of a safety bar in the ceiling. Soon after the rather casual warning, the entire ship rocked and an explosion could be heard. If one looked out the window, they would see a great battle in city streets, people practically indistinguishable from the gunfire at this height. And there was a lot of gunfire. The thing that had hit the ship was a missile, and there were yet more coming. Mayflower's blood froze at the sight and she instictively grabbed unto Rauus "OH SWEET MOSSY ANTLERS!" Realizing whom she was hugging she backed off appearing simultaneously annoyed and embarrassed, but speaking in a serious and cold manner "Oh, eh ..just, not used to gunshots is all. Got skittish." She looked down once more "Who are these people?" - Melon zedong wrote:Azdrey smiled, "Well, I bet I could take a liking to this Dr. Froz myself. After all, I too am a winged reptile that occasionally fights gangs and pirates." He flapped his own wings a bit for emphasis, "But I bet he's got a couple powers that I don't, eh? Anyways, I bet we'll be landing soon, so we should get ready for that. Then you can show me around the capital, show me the sights once the official diplomat work is done." Lizbet looked out of the window as Ashtart's Sun blazed her room "Hmmm? Oh, Yeah ..you're right that we'll be landing soon. Our Sun welcomes you to Tanit Ashtart!.." There was commotion in the planet's orbit with countless small and large space stations and giant trade vessels coming and go, while the malevolent shape of Golden Talon warships stood guard all around the planet ..it appeared to be as crowded and busy as Avalantus itself! Soon though the ship begun its descent... Lizbet sparked a smile and looked at Azdrey "And now is the best part ..I hope you'll like it! Ahh~ ...finally Home!" The ship went down the massive orange clouds and beneath those clouds a massive city of Palaces and towers made of gold and marble! Even the smaller residential buildings appeared to be of unparalleled wealth and beauty ..in the skies there were countless spaceship pods, as well as myriad shiny bronze monorail lines crossing each others like veins. The sun reflected upon the gold, producing a soothing sunny atmosphere ...finally the ship landed on a pod, next to what appeared to be the largest and most majestic palace of the all ..thousand columns of sculpted Gold depicting scenes of war, reaching up to a dome as high as the mountains of Heord! Qalaspa entered the door and grabbed Azdrey by the hand "Come, they're expecting us!" leading to Lizbet making a terrible pout and giving Qalaspa the finger. Nevertheless, in the pod there indeed were some Gryphons dressed in fineries and Gold expecting Azdrey... A white-feathered one open his wings widely and smiled "WELCOME TO TANIT ASHTART! I hope your travel was satisfying... ..also welcome Lady Qalaspa ..and, ehm ...errr" Lizbet groaned and just stepped behind Azdrey. Back in Heord... As the enraged Watrike rushed at Aggasim he barely managed to evade him and he got hit at his side hard, both of them getting quite hurt and tired by now. Huffing Aggasim raised his hand at the Watrike to stop before attempting a second rush "I saw what I wanted. Your species are obviously tremendous warriors and more than strong ..but you lack a specific fighting style, which I'd love to teach to you if you wwanted. Nevertheless ..it was a real honor fighting you!" the gryph smiled and bowed his head, stepping out of the circle. - Melon zedong wrote: Yani had drawn her own plasma pistol at this point, but after seeing the opposition that she was up against and the complete ineffectiveness of Vicky's own attack, she started thinking instead. This battle needed her head to be won, as well as her famous mouth, so she stood up and went to put an arm around Imhotep's shoulders. Both to shelter her and get the attention of the mummies, "Now, here's the thing about destiny. It's going to happen eventually, but that's the thing. It can wait. And what I mean by that is that you're not going to get off this planet as a mummy. The only way anybody is getting off this planet is alive, and the only person one can go to afterwards is the current High Lord. So instead of being an idiot and delaying your accession or whatever by another thousand years or so for when another Sored comes around, you gotta help us get this Sored off the planet in a state where she can actually help me break the barrier around this world. So here's the deal, Imhotep Senior, help us get off the planet and then we can follow through with your destiny when we come back with the tools needed to actually let you off the planet." Yani had to hope that her partners understood her real plan. The mummy remained looking at Imhotep's eyes, almost ignoring Yani's insulting proposition ...Imhotep too had her eyes stuck at the mummy, slowly being intoxicated by their soothing spiraling core. Suddenly her great-great-granpa's ghost appeared, evidently tired, but making the mummy shriek and Imhotep to shake her head and stop being in a trance ...his otherwordly voice could almost make sense, such was the intensity of his feelings! "Leave them alone!" he then turned psionically speaking to Imhotep's mind and only "No one in your long line would ever want you to make her bidding ...A thousand generations of Sored ...We deserve better. But most importantly, you deserve better. " he gave her a kiss on her forehead that left a big white mark resembling an Ankh symbol "Be smart young one!". Imhotep raised her head full of confidence and shouted to the mummy "Yo! You heard her ..Yani like, gave you a pretty good offer. I mean ..what are we to do here? Rot with you? Besides, your, like, stupid eye trick doesn't work ..check your batteries." The mummy roared and waived her chains left and right "INSOLENCE! AHHHH! RELEASE ME!" Imhotep however remained still "I don't think so..." The mummy stopped shaking and looked with her dead disappointed eyes at her descendant "Fine! I will release thee ..but you will have to pass my test if you are to leave all together ..or one will stay! ...A Twin, showing you the truth yourself could never see! What ..is it?" Imhotep looked at Yani with confusion in her eyes, not really understanding anything of this ...Vicky also seemed to scratch her head. As for Dalya, her drooling was as much helpful. - Melon zedong wrote: Charka smiled and nodded, "A good plan. It should work, too. My kind aren't too hard to satisfy, they just need something to do and everything will be fine. If worst comes to worst, just give them some errands. Like getting the groceries or some drinks. And Wilioa is indeed a pleasant girl, with a special innocence. But what other Watrike are you referring to?" Then she grimaced, but with a sigh decided to explain, "Of course not. He didn't last long enough to become remarkable. His name was Iox, and he was three years older than me, and the one who was supposed to be in my current position. But when he was ten, he was killed, along with my father and mother. A band of assassins did it." She snarled as she thought back to it, "The scum only won because they had numbers and surprise, but it was enough to take out my family and our guards. And you know what? They weren't even after us. They were after Lord Tyfrondor, but they just got lucky they accidentally attacked a target they could actually beat. They're all dead now, the Grand Drake saw to it personally. And the fact such despicable people were after him just further solidifies my dedication, because I've seen the face of those who oppose him. Evil, all of them, and none of them deserve mercy. That's why I am the Executioner, because I understand that simple truth." The other Watrike merely nodded, but they felt no sadness. The cry got nothing out of them, because as far as they were concerned he was not one of them. He was wild and had to be put down, and that cry was merely that of his salvation from a tortured life. They didn't interrupt Nia however, as they understood she likely did not feel the same as them, and they would respect that. With a nod, they all turned to go. The Handler looked back at Nia, hoping she would follow. Mica felt a bit intimidated by the Watrike Queen, she somehow felt that this particular lizard was not entirely sane and rather paranoid, but she wouldn't say that to her face... instead she just smiled and patted Charka with her little paw "Don't vorry ..not many people can hate zhe Grand Drake after all! He is loved by most. ..and even though some may disagree vifh some policies, zhey alvays smile at our good ol' Tyf. I'm also sad zhat your brozher did not manage to prove himself a great varrior. But at least, he died a very noble death many Vatrike vould be jealous of!" She then immediately rolled her eyes and sighed as she remembered the blue Watrike "As for zhe ozher Trike you asked? ...Zirona, hah! She is bad influence for my Remus; Not zhe kind of Vatrike dat vould make my dear Remus happy (or anyone really)! Vilioa vould be perfekt for him, she is adorable..." She smiled widely thinking of the funny clumsy trike. Nia rather quickly regained her normal posture and followed the troop. While she wasn't smiling, she didn't seem depressed either ...she perfectly understood it had to be done. After a while of remaining silent she turned to her handler "Look Nia ..Eyes Weird!" She closed up and gaining her usual mischievous look, she slapped the poor Trike's behind as he looked at her, laughing a bit and shedding some tears simultaneously ..the slap would mostly hurt the handler's pride, rather than his tail. The white scaled troll then stopped and sighed "Far?" - Melon zedong wrote: Quoi smiled at the interaction between the two sisters, letting it go on without interruption. She spoke up as they hugged, "Mohly, go ahead and say goodbye to the rest of your family as well. Take all the time you need. Me and Baguettie will remain here and plan out our return to Iammelon and the rest of Herod. Or at least I shall try, but something tells me I'll need to also ensure that none of the circus staff find their way into the mouth of our new pet croc, either by the croc's design or my comrade deciding the circus can afford to lose somebody she deems less than worthy..." This statement was not without credit, as Baguettie was currently attempting to locate food for her Croc. Mohly nodded and took her sister by hand back to their family, she really wanted to at least properly bid them farewell. In the time she was gone the croc at least would manage to satisfy its hunger after a rather annoying passing Jalaor poked him with its beak... Returning with a big serene smile she hugged Quoi tightly "We did it ...I'll never forget this." she then turned to Baguettie "You too ...thanks! I'm sure deep down you're the laor's meow, girl!" A janitor cleaning close lost his mind as he saw the standing crocs though, thankfully he just looked back at an empty bottle he had in his pocket and threw it away saying "I got to quit this damn devil.." and getting back to swiping, ignoring the Watrike. Soon, the three heroes and the croc would be safe in Urx, were with a little luck a smuggler could pass them as cargo to Iammelonian Doth... ..hopefully without any more meals for baguettie's delightful new pet. - Melon zedong wrote: Merrick, not being nearly as jaded, apathetic, or otherwise fearless as Fluffs, quickly jumped back and moved behind Jayaja, rather scared. The Valorian however simply moved up to support Jayaja, standing next to her. She took out her coin again, beginning to flip it into the air again as she spoke, staring down both the massive serpents, "You naga are really quite the troublesome people. I'm going to need another bath for these tears, because the last time I got covered in these it stuck to me for quite a long time. You, trident reptile, put that thing down. You look ridiculous. If you want to be a good father, actually start listening instead of yelling so loud. And you... While I am now absolutely certain you are Jayaja's real mother, as the tears are pretty much identical, you also need to calm down before I have to adopt a second Naga. Then, once you do that, let your daughter talk and actually listen. If I, a simple prey, can do it, I'm sure you'll be fine. A good predator knows how to be patient." She caught her coin and put it away again. The Valorian's stare now went from just jaded to intense, as she dared the Naga to back off from her challenge. The giant black cobraman remained looking dumbfounded with his jaw dropped at the small fluffy prey and its enormous annoying and idiotic bravery "Y-you.. What the Void? I.. this.. ..she told me off! The prey.. ah!" He tilted his head in confusion, as if something broke down in there ..then suddenly he snapped! "THAT'S IT! YOU'RE OUR NEW PET, RACOON!" With a swift move he grabbed the Valorian by its waist and in the meantime pulled Jayaja by the hand, the poor young snake crying inconsolably. The Naga mother also rather quickly snapping into her predator mode, was now helping to push her daughter to where her husband led ..however, as she was terrified and frustrated, Jayaja had grabbed poor Merrick with her tail ..being in a shock she couldn't really hear him, or even notice him, just carrying him along. Soon all three would wake up in a giant girl's room adorned with pink snakes in the walls and lots of snake dolls and plushies ..there was also a desk with quite many dark colored doodles and a few Iammelonian female emo bands. Jayaja realizing the situation, she paralyzed ..but when she also realized that Merrick was in her room and could witness her embarrassing tastes in music and silly depressing doodles, she felt terrified beyond belief. CHAPTER 2 LIF The lost imperial fleet wrote:Skyla was mystified. A magic on this scale existed? Or at least from her perspective, could be wielded easily on such a cosmic scale? "So is it, say, something along the lines of that Buddhist sort of stuff? What is Samat anyway?" she asked, curious about this strange spider-lady's seeming rejection of her current vampiric state. Mi, the spider lady, derped her eyes again and almost stumbled her feet at the question ..then let out a loud laugh "AHAHAHAHAHA ..what is Samat? ..oh by the world wide web, you're fun! Ehem..." straightening up, she reached close to Skyla and forced her head against the pony empress', immediatelly Skyla felt her body being paralyzed and her mind concentrating solely on the now colourful background. All these pretty little lines and dots! ...she hadn't noticed how detailed it was. It was just her and the background wall.. Mi appeared again before her however, ruining Skyla's idiotic stare, the pony practically having her face stuck on a white wall "Ehem, this is Samat ..short of. You have to reach it yourself for it to truly count! It's ...well, it's the further you manage to detach from your body and concentrate on being a soul. Now if you manage not only that, but also to unite with all the other souls in the universe, then ..well, that would be amazing." She spit web all over Skyla and the pony found herself back on Mi's throne room; Mi casually drinking her soda "So, any more questions?" - The lost imperial fleet wrote:"Well, er, you see Ms. Vanhelsyn..." stammered the official before a stern voice interrupted him. "It's fine," sighed a tired voice, "I'll handle this mess." Should Van turn around, she could see a human female in what looked like a battered and torn version of an admiral's uniform. The bags were noticeable under her pink eyes as bruises, burns, and scrapes marked her skin. Van grabbed Terra's hand rather tight, having a rather bad hunch.. her heartbeat increased and her voice begun breaking "Wh-what happened? Why ye all act like bloody m-madmen? Are we at war? ..Is Skyla alright?" She had never felt that before; a fear for her loved one's whereabouts ...all scenarios crossed before her, but her mind couldn't avoid the worst. Could she be so damn unlucky? - The lost imperial fleet wrote:"I have no intention of handing you over to the Talmyrox, Torsyen," said Sakura, "On the contrary, I'm here to give you my blessing." She sat down upon her own chair and sighed. "The Imperium is currently undergoing a time of crisis, I'm afraid. There's been a major succession crisis and the Reichstag has declared for Terra. Unfortunately, some dragons seem to believe otherwise. Scharlagel is back over in the 'home-verse,' unable to come here due to our inability to cross universes reliably and a need for her to help coordinate matters against the rebellions at home. I've declared martial law here to maintain order, but things have largely calmed down and your revolution is the perfect place to let some of the rowdier elements of my administration blow off some steam." She reached over to Torsyen's hands and grabbed his pipe out of his hands, hands glowing as the smoke disappeared from the pipe. "And this is a no-smoking zone, Mr. Torsyen." As the pipe was confiscated, Torsyen gained a rather flirty and snarky smile ..fitting with his soothing voice "You filthy tyrant!", then sad but accepting the admiral's no-smoking policy, he laid back and awkwardly played with his fingers as he spoke "Nevertheless. As things have turned out, I guess this could work for the benefit of both of us for the time being ..of course this doesn't change the fact that we will try to topple you as soon as we topple the Talmyrox. We are still separated by class and power!" He leaned closer to Sakura, looking at her rather directly "So, dear enemy ..what do you propose? Arming the Liga yourself and sending them over to help us bring down the Saaryn? If so, I'd gladly aid you ..we posses a rather vast web of smugglers and secret routes. I have one demand though..." - The lost imperial fleet wrote:"Ah- Okay, I won't ask then..." whispered Astra back. Crew members were entitled to some secrets. So long as they didn't harm the ship of course, but this wasn't a ship. "And I do celebrate the Fall Eq- Nightmare Night!" replied Astra, tripping over her tounge, "It's just that, I haven't celebrated it with friends for awhile. And uh, harmony to you as well!" She waved back at the griffon, trying not to gawk at the half-avian. The griffon majestically flapped her wings and landed directly in-front of Astra, bopping the pony's snout with her beak by accident "Ugh, ehm ..sorry ..I'm a lousy flier, sister." she said and rubbed her beak "Anyway.. I'd be very happy if you joined our celebration! ...We don't do fancy parades and parties here like in Celunestia, but the berry muffins and costumes are to die for!" Mellow Lemon shook her head in agreement and stomped her hoof for emphasis "Damn right! The Lemons always win for best cookies too; Lemon-flavored classic Equestrian cookies! You ain't have tasted such delicacies in the big city for sure! But ..you will stay right?" neighed Mellow with her big sad eyes, expecting nothing but a yes for an answer. The old bearded stallion pushed Mellow a bit to the side "Now, now ...she might want to honor Princess Morningstar's celebrations. Imagine if all Celunestians spent their Nightmare Night in the countryside; ...our Princess would be left all alone! You two fillies don't need to guilt her in to staying..." Mellow whined rather loudly "Oh come on! No city filly has ever tasted our lemon cookies!" CHAPTER 3 TRIP Triporea wrote: His eyes widened as he looked at the cabby. Quickly stepping out of the cab. He preferred to find something else, perhaps so he wouldn’t have to deal with “her” again. - He just listened closely to the bickering between the two. Not really sure what to say or what to do. But once he boarded the ship, he looked at Bor, when he asked him the question. “Uh... no, being big lizard, not many people like.” Before he could step out, the evidently mistreated and beaten cabby grabbed his hand hard and pulled him right back. Striking his face with her other hand, she shouted at him "Where do you think you're going you fool? After all you made me go through? ...you owe me big time!" She then swiftly pressed a red button in the steering wheel and the doors locked ...as the pedal was pushed down, the old taxi roared in the foggy alley and was soon lost in the undergrounds. An underground city beneath, a miserable complex of old buildings and suspensions, engines and squalor. As they entered the giant tunnels they bypassed many homeless people, piles of garbage, rodents and destruction ...and beneath all the minor sounds, that one dominant sound; The sound of giant never-stopping powerful engines shaking the miserable pillars that held the proud city of Tharr standing. The cabby turned to Victor with a rather sardonic smile "Someone wants to see you apparently... ..I don't know why really, might as well hand you to the robocops and be done with it." Zozzy patted the big lizard "Now, now ...many people didn't like me either, that's no matter to get that sad frown all over your face! You're going to fit right in with us" She winked at Borfiar who nodded and brought out an old pin with the words "F OR B RE VERY" on it and a rather unfitting image of a cartoonish Shyrite drinking beer, sticking it on Scaleback. Borfiar smiled and gave the new recruit a friendly hit on his back "COME ON NOW! WE GONNA WRECK THOSE BANKER LOSERS! YEAH?? YEAH!!". With such a brute by his side, Borfiar was sure he would finally make it ..no more damn beans for dinner he thought.

Messages

CHAPTER MELON

Lord Rauus put on his helmet at that point, the eyes of it starting to glow as he stood up and spoke clearly, "Just about. Stand up and prepare yourself, we're already inside the ghost world's barrier so the danger has begun. Speaking of which, brace yourself for impact." He took hold of a safety bar in the ceiling. Soon after the rather casual warning, the entire ship rocked and an explosion could be heard. If one looked out the window, they would see a great battle in city streets, people practically indistinguishable from the gunfire at this height. And there was a lot of gunfire. The thing that had hit the ship was a missile, and there were yet more coming.

Mayflower's blood froze at the sight and she instictively grabbed unto Rauus "OH SWEET MOSSY ANTLERS!" Realizing whom she was hugging she backed off appearing simultaneously annoyed and embarrassed, but speaking in a serious and cold manner "Oh, eh ..just, not used to gunshots is all. Got skittish." She looked down once more "Who are these people?"

Melon zedong wrote:

Azdrey smiled, "Well, I bet I could take a liking to this Dr. Froz myself. After all, I too am a winged reptile that occasionally fights gangs and pirates." He flapped his own wings a bit for emphasis, "But I bet he's got a couple powers that I don't, eh? Anyways, I bet we'll be landing soon, so we should get ready for that. Then you can show me around the capital, show me the sights once the official diplomat work is done."

Lizbet looked out of the window as Ashtart's Sun blazed her room "Hmmm? Oh, Yeah ..you're right that we'll be landing soon. Our Sun welcomes you to Tanit Ashtart!.." There was commotion in the planet's orbit with countless small and large space stations and giant trade vessels coming and go, while the malevolent shape of Golden Talon warships stood guard all around the planet ..it appeared to be as crowded and busy as Avalantus itself! Soon though the ship begun its descent... Lizbet sparked a smile and looked at Azdrey "And now is the best part ..I hope you'll like it! Ahh~ ...finally Home!" The ship went down the massive orange clouds and beneath those clouds a massive city of Palaces and towers made of gold and marble! Even the smaller residential buildings appeared to be of unparalleled wealth and beauty ..in the skies there were countless spaceship pods, as well as myriad shiny bronze monorail lines crossing each others like veins. The sun reflected upon the gold, producing a soothing sunny atmosphere ...finally the ship landed on a pod, next to what appeared to be the largest and most majestic palace of the all ..thousand columns of sculpted Gold depicting scenes of war, reaching up to a dome as high as the mountains of Heord!
Qalaspa entered the door and grabbed Azdrey by the hand "Come, they're expecting us!" leading to Lizbet making a terrible pout and giving Qalaspa the finger.
Nevertheless, in the pod there indeed were some Gryphons dressed in fineries and Gold expecting Azdrey...
A white-feathered one open his wings widely and smiled "WELCOME TO TANIT ASHTART! I hope your travel was satisfying... ..also welcome Lady Qalaspa ..and, ehm ...errr" Lizbet groaned and just stepped behind Azdrey.

Back in Heord...
As the enraged Watrike rushed at Aggasim he barely managed to evade him and he got hit at his side hard, both of them getting quite hurt and tired by now. Huffing Aggasim raised his hand at the Watrike to stop before attempting a second rush "I saw what I wanted. Your species are obviously tremendous warriors and more than strong ..but you lack a specific fighting style, which I'd love to teach to you if you wwanted. Nevertheless ..it was a real honor fighting you!" the gryph smiled and bowed his head, stepping out of the circle.

Melon zedong wrote:

Yani had drawn her own plasma pistol at this point, but after seeing the opposition that she was up against and the complete ineffectiveness of Vicky's own attack, she started thinking instead. This battle needed her head to be won, as well as her famous mouth, so she stood up and went to put an arm around Imhotep's shoulders. Both to shelter her and get the attention of the mummies, "Now, here's the thing about destiny. It's going to happen eventually, but that's the thing. It can wait. And what I mean by that is that you're not going to get off this planet as a mummy. The only way anybody is getting off this planet is alive, and the only person one can go to afterwards is the current High Lord. So instead of being an idiot and delaying your accession or whatever by another thousand years or so for when another Sored comes around, you gotta help us get this Sored off the planet in a state where she can actually help me break the barrier around this world. So here's the deal, Imhotep Senior, help us get off the planet and then we can follow through with your destiny when we come back with the tools needed to actually let you off the planet." Yani had to hope that her partners understood her real plan.

The mummy remained looking at Imhotep's eyes, almost ignoring Yani's insulting proposition ...Imhotep too had her eyes stuck at the mummy, slowly being intoxicated by their soothing spiraling core. Suddenly her great-great-granpa's ghost appeared, evidently tired, but making the mummy shriek and Imhotep to shake her head and stop being in a trance ...his otherwordly voice could almost make sense, such was the intensity of his feelings! "Leave them alone!" he then turned psionically speaking to Imhotep's mind and only "No one in your long line would ever want you to make her bidding ...A thousand generations of Sored ...We deserve better. But most importantly, you deserve better. " he gave her a kiss on her forehead that left a big white mark resembling an Ankh symbol "Be smart young one!". Imhotep raised her head full of confidence and shouted to the mummy "Yo! You heard her ..Yani like, gave you a pretty good offer. I mean ..what are we to do here? Rot with you? Besides, your, like, stupid eye trick doesn't work ..check your batteries."
The mummy roared and waived her chains left and right "INSOLENCE! AHHHH! RELEASE ME!" Imhotep however remained still "I don't think so..." The mummy stopped shaking and looked with her dead disappointed eyes at her descendant "Fine! I will release thee ..but you will have to pass my test if you are to leave all together ..or one will stay! ...A Twin, showing you the truth yourself could never see! What ..is it?"
Imhotep looked at Yani with confusion in her eyes, not really understanding anything of this ...Vicky also seemed to scratch her head. As for Dalya, her drooling was as much helpful.

Melon zedong wrote:

Charka smiled and nodded, "A good plan. It should work, too. My kind aren't too hard to satisfy, they just need something to do and everything will be fine. If worst comes to worst, just give them some errands. Like getting the groceries or some drinks. And Wilioa is indeed a pleasant girl, with a special innocence. But what other Watrike are you referring to?" Then she grimaced, but with a sigh decided to explain, "Of course not. He didn't last long enough to become remarkable. His name was Iox, and he was three years older than me, and the one who was supposed to be in my current position. But when he was ten, he was killed, along with my father and mother. A band of assassins did it." She snarled as she thought back to it, "The scum only won because they had numbers and surprise, but it was enough to take out my family and our guards. And you know what? They weren't even after us. They were after Lord Tyfrondor, but they just got lucky they accidentally attacked a target they could actually beat. They're all dead now, the Grand Drake saw to it personally. And the fact such despicable people were after him just further solidifies my dedication, because I've seen the face of those who oppose him. Evil, all of them, and none of them deserve mercy. That's why I am the Executioner, because I understand that simple truth."

The other Watrike merely nodded, but they felt no sadness. The cry got nothing out of them, because as far as they were concerned he was not one of them. He was wild and had to be put down, and that cry was merely that of his salvation from a tortured life. They didn't interrupt Nia however, as they understood she likely did not feel the same as them, and they would respect that. With a nod, they all turned to go. The Handler looked back at Nia, hoping she would follow.

Mica felt a bit intimidated by the Watrike Queen, she somehow felt that this particular lizard was not entirely sane and rather paranoid, but she wouldn't say that to her face... instead she just smiled and patted Charka with her little paw "Don't vorry ..not many people can hate zhe Grand Drake after all! He is loved by most. ..and even though some may disagree vifh some policies, zhey alvays smile at our good ol' Tyf. I'm also sad zhat your brozher did not manage to prove himself a great varrior. But at least, he died a very noble death many Vatrike vould be jealous of!" She then immediately rolled her eyes and sighed as she remembered the blue Watrike "As for zhe ozher Trike you asked? ...Zirona, hah! She is bad influence for my Remus; Not zhe kind of Vatrike dat vould make my dear Remus happy (or anyone really)! Vilioa vould be perfekt for him, she is adorable..." She smiled widely thinking of the funny clumsy trike.

Nia rather quickly regained her normal posture and followed the troop. While she wasn't smiling, she didn't seem depressed either ...she perfectly understood it had to be done. After a while of remaining silent she turned to her handler "Look Nia ..Eyes Weird!" She closed up and gaining her usual mischievous look, she slapped the poor Trike's behind as he looked at her, laughing a bit and shedding some tears simultaneously ..the slap would mostly hurt the handler's pride, rather than his tail. The white scaled troll then stopped and sighed "Far?"

Melon zedong wrote:

Quoi smiled at the interaction between the two sisters, letting it go on without interruption. She spoke up as they hugged, "Mohly, go ahead and say goodbye to the rest of your family as well. Take all the time you need. Me and Baguettie will remain here and plan out our return to Iammelon and the rest of Herod. Or at least I shall try, but something tells me I'll need to also ensure that none of the circus staff find their way into the mouth of our new pet croc, either by the croc's design or my comrade deciding the circus can afford to lose somebody she deems less than worthy..." This statement was not without credit, as Baguettie was currently attempting to locate food for her Croc.

Mohly nodded and took her sister by hand back to their family, she really wanted to at least properly bid them farewell. In the time she was gone the croc at least would manage to satisfy its hunger after a rather annoying passing Jalaor poked him with its beak...
Returning with a big serene smile she hugged Quoi tightly "We did it ...I'll never forget this." she then turned to Baguettie "You too ...thanks! I'm sure deep down you're the laor's meow, girl!" A janitor cleaning close lost his mind as he saw the standing crocs though, thankfully he just looked back at an empty bottle he had in his pocket and threw it away saying "I got to quit this damn devil.." and getting back to swiping, ignoring the Watrike.
Soon, the three heroes and the croc would be safe in Urx, were with a little luck a smuggler could pass them as cargo to Iammelonian Doth... ..hopefully without any more meals for baguettie's delightful new pet.

Melon zedong wrote:

Merrick, not being nearly as jaded, apathetic, or otherwise fearless as Fluffs, quickly jumped back and moved behind Jayaja, rather scared. The Valorian however simply moved up to support Jayaja, standing next to her. She took out her coin again, beginning to flip it into the air again as she spoke, staring down both the massive serpents, "You naga are really quite the troublesome people. I'm going to need another bath for these tears, because the last time I got covered in these it stuck to me for quite a long time. You, trident reptile, put that thing down. You look ridiculous. If you want to be a good father, actually start listening instead of yelling so loud. And you... While I am now absolutely certain you are Jayaja's real mother, as the tears are pretty much identical, you also need to calm down before I have to adopt a second Naga. Then, once you do that, let your daughter talk and actually listen. If I, a simple prey, can do it, I'm sure you'll be fine. A good predator knows how to be patient." She caught her coin and put it away again. The Valorian's stare now went from just jaded to intense, as she dared the Naga to back off from her challenge.

The giant black cobraman remained looking dumbfounded with his jaw dropped at the small fluffy prey and its enormous annoying and idiotic bravery "Y-you.. What the Void? I.. this.. ..she told me off! The prey.. ah!" He tilted his head in confusion, as if something broke down in there ..then suddenly he snapped! "THAT'S IT! YOU'RE OUR NEW PET, RACOON!" With a swift move he grabbed the Valorian by its waist and in the meantime pulled Jayaja by the hand, the poor young snake crying inconsolably. The Naga mother also rather quickly snapping into her predator mode, was now helping to push her daughter to where her husband led ..however, as she was terrified and frustrated, Jayaja had grabbed poor Merrick with her tail ..being in a shock she couldn't really hear him, or even notice him, just carrying him along.
Soon all three would wake up in a giant girl's room adorned with pink snakes in the walls and lots of snake dolls and plushies ..there was also a desk with quite many dark colored doodles and a few Iammelonian female emo bands. Jayaja realizing the situation, she paralyzed ..but when she also realized that Merrick was in her room and could witness her embarrassing tastes in music and silly depressing doodles, she felt terrified beyond belief.

CHAPTER 2 LIF

The lost imperial fleet wrote:

Skyla was mystified. A magic on this scale existed? Or at least from her perspective, could be wielded easily on such a cosmic scale? "So is it, say, something along the lines of that Buddhist sort of stuff? What is Samat anyway?" she asked, curious about this strange spider-lady's seeming rejection of her current vampiric state.

Mi, the spider lady, derped her eyes again and almost stumbled her feet at the question ..then let out a loud laugh "AHAHAHAHAHA ..what is Samat? ..oh by the world wide web, you're fun! Ehem..." straightening up, she reached close to Skyla and forced her head against the pony empress', immediatelly Skyla felt her body being paralyzed and her mind concentrating solely on the now colourful background. All these pretty little lines and dots! ...she hadn't noticed how detailed it was. It was just her and the background wall.. Mi appeared again before her however, ruining Skyla's idiotic stare, the pony practically having her face stuck on a white wall "Ehem, this is Samat ..short of. You have to reach it yourself for it to truly count! It's ...well, it's the further you manage to detach from your body and concentrate on being a soul. Now if you manage not only that, but also to unite with all the other souls in the universe, then ..well, that would be amazing." She spit web all over Skyla and the pony found herself back on Mi's throne room; Mi casually drinking her soda "So, any more questions?"

The lost imperial fleet wrote:

"Well, er, you see Ms. Vanhelsyn..." stammered the official before a stern voice interrupted him.

"It's fine," sighed a tired voice, "I'll handle this mess."

Should Van turn around, she could see a human female in what looked like a battered and torn version of an admiral's uniform. The bags were noticeable under her pink eyes as bruises, burns, and scrapes marked her skin.

Van grabbed Terra's hand rather tight, having a rather bad hunch.. her heartbeat increased and her voice begun breaking "Wh-what happened? Why ye all act like bloody m-madmen? Are we at war? ..Is Skyla alright?"
She had never felt that before; a fear for her loved one's whereabouts ...all scenarios crossed before her, but her mind couldn't avoid the worst. Could she be so damn unlucky?

The lost imperial fleet wrote:

"I have no intention of handing you over to the Talmyrox, Torsyen," said Sakura, "On the contrary, I'm here to give you my blessing." She sat down upon her own chair and sighed. "The Imperium is currently undergoing a time of crisis, I'm afraid. There's been a major succession crisis and the Reichstag has declared for Terra. Unfortunately, some dragons seem to believe otherwise. Scharlagel is back over in the 'home-verse,' unable to come here due to our inability to cross universes reliably and a need for her to help coordinate matters against the rebellions at home. I've declared martial law here to maintain order, but things have largely calmed down and your revolution is the perfect place to let some of the rowdier elements of my administration blow off some steam."

She reached over to Torsyen's hands and grabbed his pipe out of his hands, hands glowing as the smoke disappeared from the pipe. "And this is a no-smoking zone, Mr. Torsyen."

As the pipe was confiscated, Torsyen gained a rather flirty and snarky smile ..fitting with his soothing voice "You filthy tyrant!", then sad but accepting the admiral's no-smoking policy, he laid back and awkwardly played with his fingers as he spoke "Nevertheless. As things have turned out, I guess this could work for the benefit of both of us for the time being ..of course this doesn't change the fact that we will try to topple you as soon as we topple the Talmyrox. We are still separated by class and power!" He leaned closer to Sakura, looking at her rather directly "So, dear enemy ..what do you propose? Arming the Liga yourself and sending them over to help us bring down the Saaryn? If so, I'd gladly aid you ..we posses a rather vast web of smugglers and secret routes. I have one demand though..."
-

The lost imperial fleet wrote:

"Ah- Okay, I won't ask then..." whispered Astra back. Crew members were entitled to some secrets. So long as they didn't harm the ship of course, but this wasn't a ship. "And I do celebrate the Fall Eq- Nightmare Night!" replied Astra, tripping over her tounge, "It's just that, I haven't celebrated it with friends for awhile. And uh, harmony to you as well!" She waved back at the griffon, trying not to gawk at the half-avian.

The griffon majestically flapped her wings and landed directly in-front of Astra, bopping the pony's snout with her beak by accident "Ugh, ehm ..sorry ..I'm a lousy flier, sister." she said and rubbed her beak "Anyway.. I'd be very happy if you joined our celebration! ...We don't do fancy parades and parties here like in Celunestia, but the berry muffins and costumes are to die for!" Mellow Lemon shook her head in agreement and stomped her hoof for emphasis "Damn right! The Lemons always win for best cookies too; Lemon-flavored classic Equestrian cookies! You ain't have tasted such delicacies in the big city for sure! But ..you will stay right?" neighed Mellow with her big sad eyes, expecting nothing but a yes for an answer. The old bearded stallion pushed Mellow a bit to the side "Now, now ...she might want to honor Princess Morningstar's celebrations. Imagine if all Celunestians spent their Nightmare Night in the countryside; ...our Princess would be left all alone! You two fillies don't need to guilt her in to staying..." Mellow whined rather loudly "Oh come on! No city filly has ever tasted our lemon cookies!"

CHAPTER 3 TRIP

Triporea wrote:

His eyes widened as he looked at the cabby. Quickly stepping out of the cab. He preferred to find something else, perhaps so he wouldn’t have to deal with “her” again.

He just listened closely to the bickering between the two. Not really sure what to say or what to do. But once he boarded the ship, he looked at Bor, when he asked him the question. “Uh... no, being big lizard, not many people like.”

Before he could step out, the evidently mistreated and beaten cabby grabbed his hand hard and pulled him right back. Striking his face with her other hand, she shouted at him "Where do you think you're going you fool? After all you made me go through? ...you owe me big time!" She then swiftly pressed a red button in the steering wheel and the doors locked ...as the pedal was pushed down, the old taxi roared in the foggy alley and was soon lost in the undergrounds. An underground city beneath, a miserable complex of old buildings and suspensions, engines and squalor.
As they entered the giant tunnels they bypassed many homeless people, piles of garbage, rodents and destruction ...and beneath all the minor sounds, that one dominant sound; The sound of giant never-stopping powerful engines shaking the miserable pillars that held the proud city of Tharr standing.
The cabby turned to Victor with a rather sardonic smile "Someone wants to see you apparently... ..I don't know why really, might as well hand you to the robocops and be done with it."

Zozzy patted the big lizard "Now, now ...many people didn't like me either, that's no matter to get that sad frown all over your face! You're going to fit right in with us" She winked at Borfiar who nodded and brought out an old pin with the words "F OR B RE VERY" on it and a rather unfitting image of a cartoonish Shyrite drinking beer, sticking it on Scaleback. Borfiar smiled and gave the new recruit a friendly hit on his back "COME ON NOW! WE GONNA WRECK THOSE BANKER LOSERS! YEAH?? YEAH!!". With such a brute by his side, Borfiar was sure he would finally make it ..no more damn beans for dinner he thought.

Context • Report