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Feral Dragon
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[Lister barely heard the beeping of his CommandTop over the infernal din that his vehicle was making. Armoured combat automations such as his can be heard for metaphorical miles, but who needs subtlety when you have one of the most dangerous weapons at your disposal?
'Not me!', Lister shouted, climbing out to see for himself where he was going, and to see what the beeping meant.
It was a memo set up by Anomly, detailing where the FLARP was set to start, as well as a list of handles for all the other members. Lister punched coordinates for the meet site into his CommandTop's Grubbal Positioning Satellite, slammed down the hatch and began to roll to his destination. There was a lot of ground to cover, and not a lot to really do on the way, aside from shoot trees, which Lister knew would be a stupid, immature thing to do. Ammunition is priceless, after all. Collateral damage is also not nice.
It didn't take long for his CommandTop to start beeping again. Karkat, a troll whose bloodcaste was not known to Lister, and hence made him extremely wary of Karkat, was on the rampage again.
carcinoGenetecist [CG] began trolling thornedIrony [TI]
CG: LISTER. YOU ARE ABOUT TO DO SOMETHING EITHER INCREDIBLY STUPID OR INCREDIBLY BRILLIANT
TI: ^v^ Oh joy. You again. What do you want? -
CG: SHUT UP YOU PRICKLY FOOL
CG: JUST FOR ONCE WILL YOU LISTEN TO THE ONLY VOICE OF FUCKING REASON YOU ARE GOING TO HEAR FOR WHAT MIGHT TURN OUT TO BE THE REST OF YOUR MISERABLE, GRUBSHIT LIFE
CG: WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
CG: AND DON'T GIVE ME THAT 'CLASSIFIED' SHIT
CG: IF YOU'RE GOING TO BE TO ANALLY RETENTIVE ABOUT CODE OR WHATEVER BULLSHIT RULES YOUR HIVE FOLLOWS, I'LL FIND SOMEONE ELSE FOR THIS
TI: ^v^ Going to FLARP. -
CG: OH FUCK
CG: FUCK
CG: NOT YOU TOO
CG: I SWEAR, EVERYONE ON THIS DAMNED PLANET FLARPS
CG: IT'S ABSURD
CG: IT'S LIKE
CG: NO ONE EVER ACTS AS THEMSELVES
CG: THEY HAVE TO ADOPT THE BATSHIT FANTASTICAL PERSONALITIES OF OTHERS
CG: I SWEAR, MASHING MY HANDS INTO FRESHLY LAID SHIT AND SMASHING IT ALL OVER MY FACE, LICKING MY LIPS WHILE I DO SO WOULD BE A MORE ATTRACTIVE PROSPECT TO FLARPING WITH THE LIKES OF YOU.
CG: JEGUS
TI: ^v^ Oh, good for you. The angry, screaming infant has found something he likes to do more than yell obscenities and attempt to degrade the mental age of everyone he has the apparent misfortune of coming into contact with. -
TI: ^v^ Why, I just relieved myself not thirty minutes ago. If you're quick, there might be some tasty nutrients left. -
TI: ^v^ And there is a nice tub of trollshit back at my hive if you want. -
CG: THIS IS WHAT I MEAN.
CG: THIS IS WHAT FLARP DOES
CG: IF THERE WASN'T A FUCKING SCREEN AND WHAT MIGHT BE HALF A GRUBFUCKING PLANET BETWEEN US, I MIGHT, JUST MIGHT RIP OFF MY OWN FUCKING HORNS AND USE THEM TO CONDUCT LOBOTOMY OF SUCH INTENSITY THAT THE WHOLE FUCKING BLOODCASTE SYSTEM INVERTS ITSELF AND BRINGS ABOUT THE COMING OF SOME SECOND RACE.
TI: ^v^ Karkat. -
TI: ^v^ Shut the fuck up. -
TI: ^v^ I don't think anyone gives a fuck what your favourite fetish is, but since we seem to be sharing, perhaps I'll tell you mine. -
CG: FOR FUCKS SAKE, JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP. NO ONE ON THIS LIST EVER KNOWS WHEN TO SHUT UP. FUCK, JUST TAKE THE NEAREST BLADED OBJECT AND BOW IT ACROSS YOUR THROAT.
TI: ^v^ Karkat. Look at the power I hold. -
TI: ^v^ Look. -
TI: ^v^ See it? -
thornedIrony [TI] blocked carcinoGenetcist [CG]
'Thank fuck for that', Lister uttered, sighing in a mix of relif and exhaustion. He never imagined a textual battle to be more draining than live combat. As Lister rolled on towards his destination, he realised that he never heard what Karkat meant by 'brilliant or stupid', but anything coming from him was likely to be little more than nonsense. Still, Lister would have liked to have known.]
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[The sight of Adelia suspended upside down on a low branch by her shoelaces was incredibly entertaining for Anomly. Not only was the majority of her skirt (her rather pretty skirt, Anomly begrudgingly admitted) currently around Adelia's ears, the tearful eyes and cute little noises the barely adolescent troll made as she frantically pushed the material the opposite direction gravity intended it to go were simply adorable.
"My dear Adelia," Anomly began, smiling widely with her hands clasped behind her waist. "You may be calling me a 'ssilly old ssnake lady' now, but I assssure you thiss iss a lesssson you need to learn."
Walking up to the struggling midget, Anomly pulled at the waistband of her panties, letting them snap back with a sharp twang.
"It'ss better not to bother a certain beautiful green-blood when ssaid green blood iss ssleeping or relaxing. Let alone with a branch to the head. I hope you know better in future, little one."
Walking with a little more sway in her hips than was usual, Anomly sat down opposite the suspended juvenile, and busied herself with the last chapter of her book. Every so often, she would glance up to see if the branch had snapped, or Adelia had wriggled free. She was betting on the former.
In fairness, she had cut through half the branch when she had first hung her up there. It was only a matter of time, but the view was too precious for Anomly to allow herself to speed up the process.
o0o0o
To say Gamzee had made good time and arrived at the allotted meeting point punctually would be more than generous. I would be a little more realistic to say that Gamzee had bumbled about in various directions for some time, gotten lost at least once and ended up stumbling face-first into a river at the edge of a forest somewhere, and was now trying to dry off his shirt in a part of the woods he figured was kind of close to the meeting point, and by the holy motherfucking one wheeled devices, that would have to suffice.
Rigging up a makeshift washing line, Gamzee stood in front of a meagre fire in nothing but his baggy, spotty trousers, waiting for the fire to dry them out. Standing at six foot seven of gawky feet, slouching shoulders and droopy ears, a dripping wet Gamzee was indeed a sorry sight. The flesh below the neck, but above the elbow on the Highblood was the same grey as the rest of the Trolls, though some found it hard to believe.
Another misconception was that Gamzee was all skin and bone. It was true he had very little body fat, but the flesh was far from flabby. You can't spend as much time laughing, dancing, racing wheelchairs (regardless of what the owner and inhabitant of said wheelchair says about it) and juggling without gaining a little muscle, and Gamzee did very little else.
In his own style of prose, Motherfucker be all up and ripped to bitchtits, yo.
Deciding standing around was getting him nowhere fast, Gamzee decided to be productive and stripped the trousers off, wringing them out as best he could. A few minutes and some extra-vigorous flailing later, Gamzee deemed the garments wearable again. Deciding that the miracle was deserving of some form of victory-chug of his wicked elixir, he stretched his arms out and prepared to reach into his sylladex.
And then he heard the meep. Turning around revealed a rather taken-aback Aradia, both hands clasped over her mouth and eyes like saucers.
"Er... Hey there, bro?" He said weakly, rubbing the back of his head.
It was a bad day to go commando, that's for sure.]
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| Posted: Wed Jan 25, 2012 11:33 pm Post subject: |
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[Adelia swatted at the air around her with one hand whilst the other frantically clutched at the floaty fabric of her skirt, an attempt to preserve what little was left of the young adventurer's dignity. Her blood was flushing to her round cheeks - partially due to the effects of gravity, and partially due to the sheer embarrassment of the situation - making them burn with a deep golden colour. She may not have been the most creative creature when it came to insults, but Adelia was relatively sure she had only christened Anomly a "big stupid" on two occassions before. She wasn't quite sure what the duties of a "big stupid" entailed, but as she struggled, suspended and with her off-white, lace trimmed undercrackers (and due to their somewhat racy nature, a fair portion of her rump) on show, the gold-blood had never before felt the title was so fitting for her serpentine aggriever. At least she wasn't wearing her grub-patterned panties.
She was flailing and shouting and trying to hold back her tears so much, in fact, that Adelia didn't even notice the branch - which had been straining and rustling ever since she started her hissy fit - as it snapped, promptly dropping her little body upon the forest floor with a whoomph, a pile of fallen leaves fluttering into the air and then showering down upon her.
The young girl sat there for a minute, legs spread and her shoelaces still bound to the remnants of the branch, and watched her friend - who was pretending to remain engrossed in her book - with a wobbly lower lip and wet eyes. Letting out a pathetic, feigned sniffle, she felt around for her fedora, not daring to look away from Anomly for fear of another attack as she rather grumpily forced the hat back on her head past her horns, still frowning openly as she adjusted it.
It was then that an idea hit her. A rather vengeful idea. Ensuring that her dearest moirail had her face buried in her book again, Adelia reached for her whip, grinning goofily. She took aim for Anomly's arm, and figured if she could just--
Oops. The whip had connected with something, but it certainly wasn't Anomly's arm. Instead, the thin braid of leather had merely hit the book her moirail was holding, knocking it from her hand.
Adelia felt the hairs on the back of her neck tingle as she noted the curvaceous green-blood rising to her feet, the prematurely developed colour in her irises glinting. Instinctively, she scrambled backwards - to no avail, as in a matter of seconds she became aware of a pair of cold, reptile-esque hands force themselves down the back of her skirt and grasp the waistband of her underwear, before tugging sharply enough to lift her off the ground, giving her what could only be described as a wedgie with force enough to implode a thousand suns.
The pain flaring up in her rump made Adelia wince, her bottom lip beginning to wobble once more. She tried to wriggle free of Anomly's grasp and - much to her surprise - was dropped rather quickly, a shocked exhalation of air escaping the snake-girl's lips. Proclaiming victory, the plucky young adventurer scrambled to her feet, regaining her trademark goofy smile, and blew a big raspberry in her moirail's face.
It was then she realised, however, that she hadn't triumphed over the grumpy old snake after all. What had stopped her, in fact, was the appearance of another troll - one clad in an unusual, seemingly home-painted shirt donning a horribly disproportionate smiley face.]
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[There could be no words to describe the embarrassment Aradia was feeling at that moment - on behalf of the slender, clueless, nude figure adjacent from her, more than anything - for she was quite literally speechless.
"G-Gamzee." The speech came out muffled, so she reluctantly prised her hands away from her smouldering scarlet cheeks, clutching at the hem of her dress for security and a fear of exposing herself.
"You. Y-Y-You said you weren't going to... Why?" She whimpered, too flustered to even look at him - partially because she knew her gaze would wander. Purely out of -curiosity-, of course. Anything else would just be uncouth.
She blocked out his explanation with a distressed sigh, covering her eyes with one hand and beckoning him away with the other, resisting the urge to peek through the gaps in her fingers. It didn't seem right how he could be so... So calm.
After what seemed like the longest, most torturous time, Aradia heard Gamzee call out to her again, and she removed her hand from her eyes just in time to catch a glimpse of his grey flesh disappearing beneath his too-baggy shirt. She felt the tingling heat in her cheeks flare up again, hopefully not too noticeable.
"If you're, um, ready to go." She eyed the highblood in shock and awe (mostly the former) once more, sheepishly looking him directly in the eyes - or at least what she could see of them underneath the always-scruffy strands of soggy hair. She noticed a faint, toothy, spaced-out smile growing underneath the water-smudged paint smeared across the boy's fanged mouth. He was hopeless sometimes. The rust-blooded girl let out a small sound of simultaneous exasperation and despair, before grabbing her friend by his bony wrist and beginning to drag him towards where she assumed the designated meeting point was, still clutching at the hem of her too-short dress with her free hand.
They were going to be so late.] |
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| Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2012 1:17 am Post subject: |
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[Makani smiled as she made a quick descent from the mountains, toward the forest where they were supposed to meet. All the time on Trollian really hadn't slowed her down much. Somehow, even after purposely delaying herself she was going to end up probably being one of the first trolls to arrive. She didn't really care much at this point. She was just eager to begin FLARPing.
She reached the forest before long and began moving closer and closer to the designated spot. Nothing of event happened along the way. It was just a casual stroll until finally she arrived at a spot where she could hear sounds nearby. She watched the scene before her with interest.
There were two female trolls. One was tall, sexy and had long hair. The other was short, slender and had shorter hair and was wearing a fedora. Neither one looked like a sea dweller, so she doubted they were Feferi. Maybe one of them was Aradia? Makani couldn't be sure. She didn't know what anyone looked like for real.
The short troll had become suspended upside down from a tree somehow. There seemed to be some sort of sexual vibe between the two as the taller one teased the other. They were obviously matesprites. Makani decided to be quiet, hoping she'd see some hot making out between the two.
The short troll girl then fell from the tree and proceeded to use a whip to knock a book from the hands of the other. The two then engaged in some more seemingly sexual play, though stopped short of any make outs. Deciding she probably wasn't going to see anything good, Makani stepped forward reluctantly.
Makani smiled her typical overly wide smile as she looked at the two. She then retrieved something from her sylladex. Her reversal fetch modus ensured she could only retrieve the item least useful to her at that moment. In this case it was her razor, which not only had no purpose given this situation, but also made her look like a psycho killer as she smiled creepily while the blade shimmered in her hand.
Knowing that this might cause some problems, Makani decided she should probably break her silence and actually say something.
"Aradia... FLARP...?" she said in a low, whispered monotone, tilting her head to the side, still smiling aggressively and holding the razor as she waited for the response.
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Feferi sighed. She was definitely going to be a little late. This forest was even further from the sea than she thought. She was at least on dry land now. She was making good progress. As strong as she was, she could manage some pretty nice speeds. She just had a lot of ground to cover in not a lot of time.
So when her trollPad started buzzing, informing her of a troll tying to troll her on trollian, she was a little irritated. The feeling only doubled when she checked and noticed it was Eridan. What did her fish-brained moirail want now? Reluctantly, she answered.
caligulasAquarium [CA] began trolling cuttlefishCuller [CC]
CC: Yes, Eridan. W)(at is it?
CC: I'm kind of in a )(urry at t)(e moment.
CA: i cant believve you
CA: wwere supposed to be moirails
CA: howw could you go behind my back like this
CC: Look, I really )(ave no idea w)(at you're blubbering on about.
CC: T)(ink you could back it up and start from t)(e beginning?
CA: im blubberin about YOUR MATESPRIT
CC: My w)(at?
CA: i just think thats somethin you should tell me about
CA: its only fair
CA: id tell you if there wwas a neww addition to my quadrants
CC: Glub?
CC: I don't get you at all sometimes.
CC: 38(
CC: I don't know w)(at fis)( story you )(eard, but for t)(e record, my quadrants are my own business.
CC: Not somet)(ing for you to carry on about.
CA: but wwere moirails.
CA: glub glub an all.
CA: as the greatest a all sea dwwellers our bond is like no other fef
CC: Glub, glub. Whatever.
CC: 38|
CC: Look, as I said I don't )(ave time rig)(t now.
CC: I need to meet someone soon and t)(e time is quickly swimming away.
CA: ah ha
CA: its just like she said
CA: thats proof enough that youre keeping things from me fef
CC: W)(AT T)(-E FUCK?
CC: I seriously don't know w)(at t)(e glub you're talking about.
CA: ivve already heard the story
CA: she told me evverything
CC: W)(at story?
CC: 38(
CC: Never mind. I don't care rig)(t now.
CC: T)(is is slowing me down.
CC: BY-E -------ERIDAN!!!!!
CC: TALK TO YOU LAT-ER!!!
CC: GLUB GLUB GLUB!
CA: wait fef
cuttlefishCuller [CC] ceased trolling caligulasAquarium [CA]
Feferi stored her trollPad away and sighed. What in the name of cod was that idiot talking about? A matesprite? There was maybe one or two trolls she could see herself with at some point, but he didn't have that sort of relationship with anyone yet. She supposed she could have taken the time to explain that, but Eridan's tone had irritated her and she really was in a hurry. This was her first time RPing like this. She didn't want to leave a bad impression by showing up too late.
She'd just have to set Eridan straight later. That decided, she picked up her pace.]
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Feral Dragon
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| Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2012 11:23 pm Post subject: |
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Lister avoided driving through the forest. Vehicle's the size and weight of his tend not to agree with trees of this size, The ground was quite flat, and Lister was able to move rather quickly. His previous conversation with Karkat still played on his mind. Lister liked to know everything, and Karkat knew something important. For almost the entirety of his journey, Lister teetered on the brink of asking him, but to do so would admit defeat to the bothersome troll.
Before long, Lister saw a small group of indivuduals through the zoomed periscope of his ACA. One was in a tree, and they all appeared to be fixated on the sight that an upturned dress tends to show. They hadn't seen or heard Lister yet, and Lister prefered that no-one know he has a 40 ton death wagon with him, so he cleverly hid it where no-one would find it...
He drove into a gulley.
That was how he justified being distracted by the sight to himself. Hiding, and immobilising his vehicle. Lister cracked open all of the boxes and took some of the contents at random. Any of it would likely be useful, even if Lister didn't know what was in any of them. (the contents of all the boxes were in sealed bags.) Ramming them into a satchel, he climbed out of the gulley and made his way on foot towards the others, still unaware of his presence. Quite how anyone around didn't hear the 40 ton thud eluded Lister, but that was irrelevant now.
Upon meeting the others, Lister put on his diplomatic face for the first time in what might as well have been his entire life. He stared, perplexed at the
girl who, until recently, was upturned in the tree. He finally spoke to the girl who told him about the FLARP, nearly assaulted a pale-blue blood who, for some reason, decided that the best way to introduce herself was as a grinning psycho with a razor blade. Finally, Lister exchanged a bombardment of vile insults for semi-legible slurs and mellow rambling with the sub-royal, who was also taking part. There was a red-blood as well, but who cares about them.
'Oh, this is going to be fun.' Lister thought to himself.
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[The arrival of the strange woman startled Anomly out of her pseudo-sadistic state of mind, causing her prominent cheek bones to flush with almost acid green.
Not only had she been caught abusing the tasty little adventurer, but considering the time and their location, she had been caught abusing said adorable midget by someone she was going to have to endure the company (not to mention judgement) for at least an entire day.
'Jusst fucking excellent.' She thought to herself, trying to maintain a calm exterior.
"Hello there, I trusst you're here for the FLARP?" Anomly started in a diplomatic and serious fashion. With any luck the girl was sophisticated enough to ignore such travesties.
Then she noticed the straight razor.
At the troll's cryptic words, Anomly's eyes narrowed slightly and she unsheathed her nails. If this was one of the people who took FLARP far too seriously, then she had a duty to protect her friend.
All tension, however, was broken when Gamzee fell from a tree directly onto his face.
o0o o0o
Considering how lost they were, Gamzee had decided to climb a tree, hop onto a couple more branches and look for life. Drawn by some curious grunting and panting, the Indigo-blooded troll squatted on a thick bough and looked down.
Surprisingly, the first thing he saw was a young troll's panties, an older troll's cleavage, and a third troll girl in barely any clothing and holding a razor.
So taken aback was he, that he slipped from his precarious perch and fell a good ten feet directly onto his nose.
It wasn't a big surprise to anyone that his first words were a mumbled and pained "Motherfucking ouch" for the second time over the past few days.
He really had to stop doing this. Landing on a semi really hurts.]
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[Makani just smiled as she watched the scene unfold.
The first trolls she had noticed were looking at her. She had to step out of the way of some kind of tank that came driving toward her. Then some troll made up like a clown fell out of a tree. Was this her FLARP group? If so this was going to fun.
She looked at the clown troll who had fallen. He might be hurt. Maybe she should offer him her first aid kid? She decided to try and retrieve it. Instead, her fetch modus returned a melon that had been carved into the shape of a shark. It didn't seem that useful, but she decided to hand it to the clown troll anyway.
"Here," she said quietly.]
I'll wait until next post to have Feferi arrive, I think.
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[Lister regarded Makani as he handed the fallen troll a carved melon. He saw the shirt colour of the fallen troll and hoped against hope that his blood colour was not the same purple on the shirt. Lister's entire life had consisted of hostilities with anyone far outside of his bloodcaste, but he didn't want such history to interfere with his current activity.
'He's probably a nice enough guy? Of course he is. He isn't going to shiv me in the back, hit me in the face or attempt to remove my organs. He's a perfectly plesant being. Everyone here is. Everyone is wonderful here.' He thought to himself, spinning around in a panic stricken manner.
Leaving the tank in the gulley, Lister looked around for someone to talk to. He identified the person who was formerly in the tree and approached her.]
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[The quick succession of events was proving to be a challenge for Anomly to comprehend. Within such a short space of time, she was surrounded by trolls, more were coming, and she was still in a less than dignified position. She hadn't even had time to hide her protruding underwear.
'Fuck.' She thought. At least the attention wasn't on her. Yet. Gamzee had offered a nice enough distraction. Gog bless that clumsy fool!
o0o
His nose indigo'd and his senses dazed, Gamzee became suddenly aware of a beautiful motherfucking sight in front of him.
And it wasn't the upskirt.
Being offered to him was a majestic finbeast that appeared to be made of succulent and delicious melon.
Miracles, I tell you!
"Aw, thanks sis. You sure know how to all up and make a motherfucker happy." Said Gamzee, honking in delight. Deciding it would be rude to eat it now, he stored it away in his Miracle sylladex until an opportune moment presented itself.
Regarding the ensemble of bros before him, he noted the scantily clad females and the rather seething looking male troll. This was gonna be interesting.
"Uhh. Hello, my brothers. I'm Gamzee. Nice to motherfucking meet you?" He rubbed the back of his head, ears dangerously close to drooping. This was motherfucking hard.
"I guess we're here for that FLARP business, or some shit. Am I right?" He spoke now out of desperation. All eyes were on him and his blood colour.
Oh motherfuck.]
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[The fear that had jolted Adelia into a state of wobbly-knee'd paralysis suddenly lost the control over her body as quickly as it had gained it, and the first thing the small-ish girl did with her newfound freedom was scream, much like...
Well, much like a small-ish girl.
Her somewhat scrawny, boot-clad legs carried her almost against her will, leading her straight into the arms of her moirail - who was promptly bowled over, no doubt forcing them both into an even more questionable position.
"You promised!" she whined, her wide, tearful gaze flickering between eyeing the offensive sight before her, then the ram-horned girl standing next to him. A pair of sleepy, painted eyes looked backed at her, causing Adelia to whimper pathetically again and bury her face in the long hair attached to the slightly indecent, flailing young woman beneath her.
Although her encounter with the highblood must have been at least half a sweep ago, Adelia remembered it very clearly. Even going anywhere close enough to the coast to hear the soft whisper of the waves gave her the creeps, since it reminded her of the attack. And despite what Griffonmom had told her, it was most definitely an attack and not an accident in any way.
There was absolutely nothing coincidental about the fact that someone who was unmistakably the lanky, goat-like troll towering over her now smashed through the window of his hive, landing outside atop of the gold-blood amidst one of her adventures. It was clear by the one wheel device that landed near their flurry of limbs that he'd intended to ambush her, why else would he have been brandishing such a well-recognized threat?
Besides, a silly coincidence that day couldn't have caused Adelia to piss herself like a raging, senile, particularly well-hung hoof beast.
But she supposed it wasn't -too- bad. She was a way better adventurer now, and had sworn she wouldn't act like a baby around her beloved NomNom. So, taking a deep breath, Adelia finally paid heed to the hissing and protesting shoves assaulting her, and stood back up. She just hoped no one noticed the wobbly knees.]
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[Aradia hopped down from the tree wordlessly, tugging at the silky hem of her dress once more in an attempt to conserve whatever little decency she had left. She surveyed the group around her, shooting sharp little glares in various directions now and again to silence any comments that might've been made about the inevitable flash of crimson, lacy fabric sighted by her fellow FLARPers.
She noticed as - interestingly - her highblooded friend took control of the situation. Of course he'd garner the most attention. And, unsurprisingly, she watched as he stumbled over his words, noting the twitch in his ears. It was hard not to facepalm.
Aradia parted her ornate red lips to speak in favor of her almost-adorably awkward friend, but instead a scream pierced the air - one emanating from the smallest, tweed-clad girl, who threw herself at another - Anomly, presumably? - In a flash of panties and discomfort. This was going to be a long afternoon.] |
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[Makani just smiled as the strange clown took her melon shark and thanked her. She was happy he liked it. She probably would have been happy if he hadn't too, but that didn't matter.
"Makani Renide..." Makani said her name quietly as an introduction.
It was about then that one of the first two female trolls she had seen tackled the other. Makani was surprised. Were they going to start making out after all? She stared at them, watching with interest until suddenly another female troll hopped down and joined them.
She just stared at this new troll and smiled wordlessly.
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Feferi had found a swift moving giant bird creature and subjugated it, enlisting it to carry her the remainder of the way. Passing above the forest, she looked down until she spotted a gathering of trolls. She recognized Aradia, who seemed to just be arriving herself. Smiling, she nodded to her bird friend and hopped down from out of the sky, landing perfectly on her feet.
"Aradia!" she started loudly, smiling at her friend. She looked around. She noticed another familiar face, "Oh, and it's Gamzee too! Glubbing awesome! I'm sure this is going to be fun!"
She didn't know the other trolls by sight, so she just smiled at them as friendly as possible. "Glub glub, everyone! I'm Feferi Peixes, and I'll be playing with you today! I hope we can all get along swimmingly!"
She was sure they'd get along. It was perfectly normal for the empress to be to join a game like this; it wasn't like anyone here would resent her for being the highest possible blood caste or anything.]
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['Okay, okayokayokay. This guy doesn't have fins, so that's *something*. I might just be able to tolerate him. Like I thought. He's a perfectly reasonable, normal, decent guy.'
This train of thought did wonders to calm Listers nerves, even if it were only for a moment. A new, unknown troll landed elegently in front of him, a mass of hair concealing facial features. As the hair began to settle, Lister began to make out who the new troll was. He had heard of her before:
Feferi.
A geyser of hate burst in Lister's head, as every ounce of his lifetime of indoctrination ordered him to immediately attempt to slay the royal while her back was turned. It took all of Lister's self control to restrain himself.
'Nonononono. She's a friend. Friend. Friendly. Ally. An amicable companion who is here to assist us all.' His internal monologue was shattered when Feferi called out to a friend of hers: the redblood, Aradia.
'She is friendly. Oh. Friendly.'
At this moment, Lister snapped back into normality. He immediately realised how stupid he looked, curled into a ball under the tree and got up, trying desperately to act like nothing happened.]
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[The inherent awkwardness of the current situation spurring Anomly into action, she disconnected herself from the trembling bundle of nerves and cleared her throat loudly.
"Err, okay. We're all here now, it sseeemss." She started, unsure of how to continue. "Sso, we're doing a FLARP, I guessss... We'll need characterss and maybe teamss."
She really didn't know how to do this.
"The FLARP itsself... Next week sseem OK to you trollss?"
By now she was downhearted. She hadn't expected such a mix of strange people. Even Royalty. I mean, what the fuck was this?
Waiting for a reply, Anomly shrunk slightly at the pressure.
Large(ish) crowds really didn't do her any good.
o0o
Waving briefly at Feferi, Gamzee wondered vaguely if there was going to be a chance to eat his melon finbeast any time soon. He had Faygo to go with it and everything.
After Anomly had said her piece, Gamzee shrugged and ruffles his hair in deep contemplation.
"So, sis." He said to Aradia. "Wanna all up and be in my team? We could dazzle our bros here with some bitchtits awesome slam poetry then slam some cold ones and take the motherfuckin prize home."
Smiling clumsily, he offered a thumbs up to further prove his point.]
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[Adelia's rounded little ears twitched slightly at the mention of teams, and she (rather un)patiently waited for her moirail to finish her speech, bouncing up and down on the spot with excitement.
"Oh, I already know all about my character!" The young girl beamed as soon as the silence hit the room, adjusting her fedora with pride. "She was the best adventurer ever. And she owned a trollseum. And she wore a skirt like this!"
She paused, pointing at the little puff of fabric gleefully, before realising the attention she'd bought to herself, a panicked tinge of gold flushing to her cheeks as her speech trailed off. "But I don't normally wear skirts like this..."
Her gaze flickering from person to person, Adelia noticed all eyes were on her. Already on edge from her earlier outburst, she struggled to find more to say.
"And we're matesprits!" She trotted over to Anomly, grinning broadly as she grasped the sinuous girl's snaky hand. The sharp jab in the ribs winded her, and she clasped her free palm over her mouth in mock-horror, hiding her devilish grin.
"Of course, only for this FLARP thingy".]
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[The young, gold-blooded troll's words didn't interest Aradia much. She listened regardless, forcing a faint, attentive smile whenever their eyes met. The conversation eventually faded into a murmur of individual chatter, and Aradia was about to sneak off to converse with Feferi, when an unsure voice stopped her.
She stopped to look behind her, pulling the back of her dress down protectively when she noticed her goat-y accquaintance, looking clueless as always. Discreetly adjusting the somewhat insufficient fabric once more for good measure, Aradia turned to face him, nervously parting her painted lips in speech.
"Us? A team? U-Um, As much as the whimsy of that idea appeals to me..." The rustblood started, sincere as possible.
"... It's traditional for members of a similar caste to band together. If some of the more hemocentric trolls found out about this, you'd be mocked, and--"
Aradia stopped mid-sentence when she caught sight of a very sad, droopy pair of ears, her lips twitching slightly.
"--And as long as you can deal with that, I'm okay with it." She spoke more hurriedly now, wrenching her gaze away from the gangly form before her.
As long as The Sweat Factory didn't hear about it, they would be fine.
At least, she hoped they'd be fine.] |
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Phil the Time Wizard
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[Makani smiled as she went up to Feferi. It was nice meeting her. She had liked the fruit fishes, so Makani tried to retrieve them. Instead, she retrieved a partially eaten pie. She handed this to the royal troll anyway.
"Umm thanks," Feferi replied as she took the pie and stared at it pecuilarly. "You must be Makani."
Makani just nodded and smiled.
"It's nice to meet you in person finally," Feferi said, giggling.
Makani nodded. She turned when one of the other female trolls started to speak, seeming to take a leadership roll, asking about characters and teams as well as the FLARP date.
"Sounds good," Makani said in response to all the questions, even knowing this didn't really answer any of them satisfactorily. She smiled widely at the troll.
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Feferi nodded at what the attractive female troll said.
"It's always good to have a plan," she said cheerfully, still holding Makani's pie. "But before we get too involved, I think it might be best if we introduce ourselves. I mean, aside from Gamzee, Aradia and Makani I don't think I know any of you."
"Maybe we can take the time to explain our characters too?" she said, not really sure. "Or something like that... I've never really done this before, so I don't really know if there's a better way."]
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