Roleplay Live : Group :The Carrendar DynastyDead Nation.
THEY WILL PAY!!!
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Players:
DarksieTheLegend
CharlotteCarrendar
DarksiedtheLegend: -The two brothers who were still present would the Executioner then respond to the eager Raven-(Executioner)”Well you see there is a problem with letting you work for us. First off you are still a child if the Butchers men were to caught whiff of that. It would be against some child labor laws.” (Seer)”We could just easily make apprentices for that matter.” (Executioner)”That could happen but also she is an unregistered citizen which could arouse the anger and suspicion of the Butcher himself and plus we have to take into account that he makes surprise inspections on various sewer and surface cities.” (Seer)”But we could bypass this uncertainty of yours by simply casting a triad vote of the three brothers” (Executioner)”Let’s wait for the Jester to accomplish his task before casting the vote.” –That’s when Rider would interrupt their discussion by saying to the two brothers and Raven-(Rider)”Yes let’s wait till you get your papers Raven for the time being. I think it would be wise to teach about the sewers on my next run but first you must eat and further more I need to eat too.” –As Rider would give a bowl to Seer would he pass it to Executioner once Executioner got the bowl would he pour some of the fish soup to the bowl before returning it to Rider. As Rider would sit down somewhere on the somewhat grassy lawn would she then remove her mask so that she could start eating the fish soup. The revealing of her face to the Carrendar would it be shown that she had a short trimmed red hair, a white patches around her eyes and mouth with the rest of her face was orange mixed with black stripes as she began to eat her meal.-
CharlotteCarrendar:- Raven’s expression was one of hope, looking from brother to brother, as they discussed if she would indeed be able to work for them, to help pay for the extras, that would be a burden on Rider. Raven hated the fact that she couldn’t work for them, on hearing that they had anti-child labour laws in place. You could see her face fall, when they added to the fact she was an un-registered citizen to boot. Raising suspicion from someone like the Butcher’s men, was not a good idea at all. Raven looked back at her Grandfather, who was sitting on the grassy patch with her brothers and sisters, along with Paige, who was finding the fish soup a bit hard going. Rider came out from having her sleep, and put in her two cents worth, that they would need to wait for the Jester to accomplish his task before they make any plans beyond this moment. Stepping back, Raven went to sit with her Grandfather, Baldrick, who asked. “Not eating?” – he was genuinely concerned, that if she didn’t eat, she would become unwell. Raven simply shook her head. “I lost my appetite.”-the young bebilith said sadly, plucking at the grass. <3>
DarksiedtheLegend: -Rider would finish her meal before placing the bowl back to the ground as she placed her mask back on while the man known as Seer would remove a broken rusted pocket watch from his robe. The Seer stare at his watch before placing it back to his robe-(Seer)”It seems the time draws nearer to the dark hours and me and my brother have other… appointments to keep with. Enjoy the cart of food but remember young ones stay indoors when the darkness comes.” –The Executioner and the Seer would begin their long journey home or to parts unknown while Rider would slowly walk back to her house before saying to the Carrendars present.-(Rider)”If you want to stay warm, get into the house otherwise you will freeze.” –Meanwhile on the surface of Archane in the ruins of the former city, a large gathering of heavily black armor from head to toe only thing that wasn’t black was the skull pauldrons and their skull helmets and all were shouting together-(???) Butcher! Butcher! Butcher! –Then he came out, a man known only as the Butcher, a man donning black armor from head to toe but the only difference was that he held a machete to which he would raise above his head to which his men fell silent as the Butcher spoke-(Butcher)”MY GLORIOUS SOLDIERS!…I HAVE ASKED ONLY ONE THING FROM YOU! LOYALTY!!!. FOR IF WE HAVE NO LOYALTY THEN WE ARE NO BETTER THAN THE FORMER SURFACE DWELLERS!. THEY POLLUTE OUR WATERS, OUR FOOD AND OUR AIR! THEY HAVE MADE SICKNESS AND PLAGUES! ENTIRE LANDS SCROCHED BY THEIR WEAPONS! FORCED INTO THESE PRIMITIVE SUITS JUST TO LIVE ON THE SURFACE! WE CLEANED THEIR TRASH WHEN THEY LEFT US TO DIE!!! MY ALLY…HAS FOUND THEIR NEW HOME!!! …..WHEN THE TIME IS RIGHT…THEY….WILL….PAY!!!” –The butchers men would rejoice as they all shouted with the butcher-(Butcher and soldiers)”PAY!!! PAY!!! PAY!!!”
CharlotteCarrendar: All the children finished their meals, and Paige actually helped to gather the bowls up for cleaning, while Raven rose to standing. The three brothers, had done their part, ensuring that the they had the food in the cart, and made their farewells, heading back towards their shop. One of the brothers did remark before taking leave, that the darkness was coming and if the children knew what was good for them, they would get in doors. Rider reaffirmed this, stating that it was going to get very cold out in the open. Baldrick started to usher the bulk of the children into the dwelling of Rider, looking back to see Raven, standing at the end of the garden, watching the three men leave. Baldrick called out to her, glancing back over his shoulder. “Raven…there is nothing more you can do. Come inside, and huddle with your siblings, so that you can try to get some sleep. It’s just too dangerous outside now. Please come.” – The other children filed into the small home, and took up two walls, all sitting with their backs to the wall, and leaning on each other, to stop from falling over. Paige washed up all the bowls, the best she could, stacking them up and joining her cousins. Keeping together, for warmth, it would ensure they managed through the cold night. Raven inhaled deeply, and then turned to march inside, her mind then coming up with different ways to kil the threat to her grand mother’s former nation. “Tommorow, it begins.”-she made her way back inside the hold hut, and found a space between to two of her brothers, and knelt dow, snuggling into them. All were unaware of the Buther’s ‘s reach. <3>
DarksiedtheLegend: -At the deep of night when the darkness sweeps in and creeps into the sewers, the town would lock up its doors, shut their shutters and its citizens head to bed as the creatures of the night would arise and take their chance to play from the skeletons to the various monsters and creatures marched into town but all were wearing a mask of sorts. They dripped of an unusual liquid which its color was black and the as the monsters and skeletons waited at the town square would the citizens of this fair town hear what sounds like a coming procession. Beings with masks carrying a coffin that leaked of the strange black liquid. These same masked beings were leading this procession with some of its members beating drums and ringing bells as this procession passed the house of Rider then the shop named Down the Drain then the Axe,Dagger,Eye shop eventually stopping in front of its town center. This group of masked beings would make the coffin stand upright before all stood silent as the black liquid sweep through the holes of the casket touching all those around. Once the liquid touched the skeletons would the skeletons start to grow muscles, nerves, clothes, armor and weapons while the creatures would be aging backwards had their skins healed, bones became stronger and fangs sharper. But every creature and skeleton being had their masks healed before they looked at one another then it happened someone or something threw the first punch, shove, slash, kick, bite and etc but one thing is certain no one knows who or what threw the first attack. The masked creature and beings started to fight one another well except one being a man dressed in a rainbow of colors and had his mask upside as he stared at the chaos below him would he rush to the town center where he broke into the place. As he removed his lock pit kit and began to take his time to break into the record room before looking for Rider’s mask while normally records are categorized by name some beings don’t have a name that can be written using the human language so the Butcher made sure that it was instead categorize by masks. Upon finding the mask of Rider would the man known as Jester begin remaking Riders family history and family before inserting two files would Jester wait for a bit as he took out the piece of paper that he wrote the Seer’s instructions as he read it carefully he just nodded to the paper before inserting the names of the two girls into Rider’s folder before placing a red band so that people in the records room would make a survey to check up on Rider and to confirm the existence of the two nieces. Then he placed the folder back to the record room as he then flee from the city hall. As the Jester weaved his way through the carnage of the masked beings and creature would he stop in front of the coffin which leaked the strange black liquid. Jester seemed to be mortified he can’t believe he got this close, no being has ever got this close without being killed or attacked but as he was about to reach and touch the coffin would he hear a man’s voice –(??)”I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” –Jester jumped back a bit before turning to see the owner of the voice, the owner of the voice was a masked being no surprise there but he was different this masked being. He wasn’t fighting like the rest nor did any of the beings bothered fighting him. He wasn’t dressed like a warrior nor did he anything special about him.-(Jester)”What? Who are you?” –The masked being would turn to Jester and then so did another being with this masked being. There was two of them looking at Jester one was clearly a man and the other was a woman as they both spoke together-(Masked man and woman)”My name is unimportant, what is important is that the era of change is upon us. The warriors of old will get their much needed rest…Our chosen champions will force the change in their world. They have seen the opportunity to force this change. Everything has gone according to their plans and soon will the beings of light discover that instead of defeating their enemy the darkness instead they have opened the door to their own oblivion. The warriors of light would say that they saw us coming but how could they if they never even knew of our existence and we will be the undiscovered even when the final strike has occurred. ” –Jester stood silent confused and shocking before seeing the masked man and woman walked into the coffin as if they were ghosts. Jester would flee in fear back to the Axe,Dagger,Eye shop. While in an unknown area of Nemaeus would the order of masks announce to the masked beings present-(???) Your attention everyone here is your champion. –A man big man in a full body armor suit stepped forward and announced himself to everyone-(Panzer)”I am your champion! Lieutenant General Panzer of the zero faction.” –While in old Lacardis a man dressed in red armor shouted to the skies-(Deep Red)”I have done it! True sied are you watching I am your champion. An unnamed being from an unnamed clan.” –Finally in the death planet in the ruins of Arachne Butcher stood proud and tall as he shouted to his men-(Butcher)”I stand before you…A CHAMPION!, can you not see the power I possess after winning the masked tournament TRUE SIED!!! Am I not worthy of being called your champion?!”
2ECaptain277: …*Hovering in the cold vacuum of space, the Seal of Metatron idled in high orbit over the ill-fated planet which it had guarded for something close to two decades. In the dead silence of the void, the planet’s death throes could only be seen, revealing only a fraction of the majesty and raw power being unleashed on the planet’s surface. Lacardis had long since been consumed, buried beneath molten oceans possessed with titanic fury. The massive landmass had wasted away into nothing, its boundaries destroyed in body where they had already been destroyed in spirit; the destruction of the continent was little more than a formality, an act of recognition that the realm had been reduced to only a fraction of its former glory. The indignity suffered by Lacardis and its people would be cleansed in fire. Even now, the last vestiges of the once proud country were visible; a spider’s web of brilliant orange lines and slate gray stone. The vast ash plumes had already begun choking the atmosphere, only allowing fleeting glimpses at the roiling chaos below. The observation deck of the Seal of Metatron had been positioned specifically to view the death of Lacardis, and in spite of the ship’s unnatural pitch, the artificial gravity on board ensured a stable viewing platform. The deck was virtually empty. Where it had once been filled by off-duty workers who had come to relax and ponder the nature of the galaxy, it now presented little more than a microcosm of the scene unfolding below. Just as there were no stars to be seen in the black velvet expanse of space, every light on the deck had been extinguished. Just as the other ships in Captain’s fleet had pulled away from High Orbit to a more stable location, the furniture and decorations had been removed hastily, leaving a tangible sense of emptiness and solemnity. Just as the planet below shifted and burned with an intense, unquenchable fire, wreathed in doubt and sorrow, so too stood Charlotte upon the deck, alone and adrift as her home burned away below her, separated by miles of space and several feet of reinforced glass. The world was on fire, and only she stood to watch it waste away.*
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CharlotteCarrendar: -Upon the observation deck of the Seal of Metatron, the shadow of the young Bebilth can be seen standing all alone, as far beneath her, her home planet was in the grips of its final hours. Her beloved Lacardis was no longer able to be seen, having long since been consumed, by the tsunami’s caused by volcanic eruptions. Everything she had ever come to know and love, was nothing more than a memory. In her hand, she gripped the tattered and battle worn Cap plushie, its string broken, it no longer said that silly word. Even if she could pull the string, nothing could fill the void in her heart. Yes, the people of Lacardis had been saved from the destruction of their world, but where was she to lead them too? Charlotte couldn’t help the many tears she cried, as they ran down her face, her red eyes swollen, and she sniffed, reaching in her pocket for a linen hankerchief, that belonged to her uncle Sebastian. The monogramed S, her only token of the mad fop. She wiped her nose, and then placed her hand up to the glass, as her world turned to a fiery hell, to which she would never return-
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Captain277: …*Several dozen meters away from Charlotte, on the opposite side of the room, one of the access panels, which had been sealed to give Charlotte some privacy, slid back into it alcove with a subdued hiss. Not even the sudden exclamation could break the entrancing effect of the cataclysmic event below, and if it had opened of its own accord, it might have gone unnoticed. Such an outcome was not to be, however. Striding quietly through the open frame, he advanced slowly, out of respect. The hiss of the door sealing shut as he crossed its firmament was lost underneath the rhythmic whine of assisting servos and hydraulic pumps. The metal plating clattered faintly with each footfall, adamantine feet clicking against smooth sheets of obsidian. He strode forwards with purpose, his sudden appearance filling the room with a tangible sense of presence. The volcanic light of the distant eruptions played with the nimbus around his head, creating a flickering wreath of emptiness, distorting his already indistinct outlines. Drawing up beside the young Beblith, dwarfing her in both stature and aura, Captain stared down at Lacardis wordlessly. The firelight played over his visor, obscuring his eyes and rendering his form into little more than a blank slate. His vox-comm crackled for a slight second, the harsh burst of static disrupting the tragic reverence which had possessed the deck. Without looking at her, he addressed Charlotte with an almost casual tone.* You could almost say it was beautiful.
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CharlotteCarrendar: -Without turning her head, her hand slowly slid down the glass, as the Captain’s words rang true. If it had been any other planet, it would be marveled a thing of magnificence, and beauty. The constant eruptions, colouring the surface of the fated planet, in brilliant hues of reds, orange and gold, set in amongest the black decay of what was once lush and green. She heaved a heavy sigh, and toyed with the doll in her hands, feeling somewhat small, in this. Having never known her mother, and only heard the praise and words of those close to her, she could imagine that if her Mother, Lorelei was beside them, how it would have broken her heart to watch her world die. “Perhaps its best Momma never lived to see this day….*she turned her tear streaked face up towards his*….and like her, Lacardis is no more.”- She turned back as the planet was growing darker, almost like it was getting smaller. In a soft voice, she whispered- “What is to become of us?”
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Captain277: You never knew your mother. *Captain shifted his weight, as if he were trying to decide exactly how to proceed. A harsh rumble issued forth from his vox-grille as he cleared his throat and continued his speech.* She was one of a kind, kid. There’s no other way I could really describe her to you. She was wonderful, to the people, to her friends…to me. Someone as rare as your mother comes only once every few generations. She was worth fighting for, or rather, worth fighting alongside. She was worth killing for. She was worth this. *Captain paused for a moment, and gestured out towards the planet below.* I made it for her. I don’t know if she ever knew, truly. There was much about Lacardis that she never discovered, not that it mattered to her. Whether she knew everything about it or not, she loved the nation and its people. She was devoted to them heart and soul, to the point that she lost her life defending them. This planet was hers, but she is no longer here, and now the old world is passing away, melting and scouring itself clean. It no longer belongs to Lorelei. Instead, it belongs to you. You and all of the others who will find shelter upon its surface. This is my gift to you, Charlotte, mine and Lore’s gift. The Second Era is beginning, and the firmament will soon be reestablished. This is my legacy. It’s your mother’s legacy. You have inherited the new world, daughter. We’re both proud of you.
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CharlotteCarrendar: -Charlotte’s bottom lip quivered as she listened to the Captain, speak of her mother in this way. All through her childhood, her rash teenage years of rebellion, she fought againest the image, the shadow that was her mother, something she truly did not understand. Aunty Roze had spoken so much of Lore and what Lacardis meant to her and others. It was now, in its final hours, that Charlotte truly understood just how much it all meant. She felt the emotion pour out of her, and before she could stop herself, she wrapped her small arms around the giant Captain, and hugged him- “Thank you…my Captain”- His words gave her hope, that this was not the end, but only the beginning. There would be nothing more to fear, for her life had just begun-
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Captain277: …*In a rare display of something dangerously close to humanity, Captain wrapped his arms around the young woman, embracing her as something akin to pride rose in his chest. Glancing out at the surface of the planet, knowing what was about to occur before he even opened his eyes to check, Captain gently broke away from the embrace.* Watch now, Charlotte. You are about to witness something that not even your mother did. *Turning to face the viewport as he spoke, Captain’s statement was punctuated by the sudden cessation of the chaos below. The long streams of magma, so thick they were visible from space, closed up abruptly, sealed off as if the tectonic plates were joining together once again, being knit to one another by invisible hands. The churning malestrom that had once been a globe-spanning ocean was immediately reduced to a placid sheen of dark, murky water, creating the impression of a round, cerulean orb hanging upon nothing. Out in the distance, a small speck of white light suddenly appeared; infinitesimally dim, yet brilliant against the black backdrop. Spreading outwards like a plague, more and more motes of white light began to appear; all at once, the stars had come back on. The smooth blues of the planet’s surface shifted and roared violently again as the crust of the planet began to reform. The peaks of vast mountain ranges erupted from beneath the water’s edge, sailing into the air with considerable speed, revealing the titanic forces at work below the surface of the world. Entire continents rose from beneath the oceans; children rising from the ashes of a single phoenix. Plumes of mist and ocean spray were kicked up into the air as great geysers of steam and ash vented the enormous amount of pressure that had built up underneath the crust. As the vast sheets of stone and water began to settle into place, an impossibly brilliant explosion of light bloomed on the other side of the planet. The entirety of the orb was bathed in pure, white light as the sun ignited far away on the other side of the world. The glorious rays of energy illuminated the observation deck, even though the planet eclipsed the birth of the star, almost blinding in its radiance and intensity. The advent of the sun hit the Seal of Metatron’s observation deck with an unnatural force, soaring through the window with all the force of a wave of water, its intangible majesty threatening to knock back both Charlotte and Captain through virtue of its sheer brilliance. Raising one of his metal-encased arms to shield his eyes, the polarized eye-slit not reacting in time to effectively dispel the consuming nature of the star’s birth, Captain blinked the sudden blindness away before returning to his original stance. Nodding quietly to himself as the all-consuming light faded to more acceptable levels, Captain looked down at Charlotte, his grin more of a feeling than a visual cue.* The sun is rising on your world. Soon you and the Lacardian refugees will be free to land upon its surface. The honor of first contact belongs to you. Before you may land though, I must move across the waters, and see that it is good.
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CharlotteCarrendar : -Charlotte closed her eyes, as the Captain returned the hug, and together they shared a simple yet poignant moment. A bond between the two, that would never be broken. It was as the Captain broke the embrace, he instructed her to look at the dying planet below. She opened her eyes, and gazed out the window, expecting to see the planet had all but imploded upon itself. But this was not the case. She was about to witness, the event that that took her breath away. It was like someone had flicked a switch, as all the streams of magma were sealed over, the world, was repairing itself- “What the…”-the words slipped from her lips, before she could think. The moon, the stars, all of which had vanished into the inky blackness, were all again shining brightly. She would take a few short breaths, and then placed both hands up to the glass. Whole continents were rising out of the oceans, moutains, steam and ash, and then the oceans of blue. She quickly shot the Captain a look, her face bathed in the glow as the sudden explosion of white light would radiate off her. “Oh…my…god” -The sun…exploding to life. This was it, the second Era. “I …can’t believe it”-she stuttered. But it was true….the planet was being reborn, reshaped, and the lacardian survivors would have a place to call home. She gripped the doll as it was pressed to the glass…and it suddenly let out a strange sound…. /fantastic
Believe it or not, this song is one of the highest selling songs in Australian music history.
‘Allo
I’m-a Giuseppe
I got-a something special-a for you
Ready?
Uno
Duo
Tre
Quatro!
When I was a boy
Just abouth the eightth-a grade
Mama used to say: “Don’t stay out-a late
With the bad-a boys
Always shoot-a pool
Giuseppe going to flunk-a school!”
Boy
It make-a me sick
All the t’ing I gotta do
I can’t-a get-a no kicks
Always got to follow rules
Boy
It make-a me sick
Just to make-a lousy bucks
Got to feel-a like a fool
And-a mama used to say all-a time:
What’s-a matter you? Hey! Gotta no respect
What-a you t’ink you do? Why you look-a so sad?
It’s-a not so bad
It’s-a nice-a place
Ah
Shaddap-a you face!
That’s-a my mama. I can remember!
Big accordion solo!
Ah ! Play dat again! Really nice
Really nice!
Soon-a come-a day
Gonna be a big-a star
Den I make-a T.V. shows and-a movies
Get-a myself a new car
But still I be myself
I don’t want-a to change a t’ing
Still a-dance and a-sing
[ t’ing about-a mama
She used to say:
What’s-a matter you? Hey! . . .
Mama
She said it all-a da time!
What’s-a matter you? Hey!
Gotta no respect
. . .
That’s-a my mama!
Hello
Everybody!
‘At’s out-a dere in-a radio and-a T.V. land
Aid you know I had a big-a hit-a song in-a Italy with-a disc?
Shaddap-a you face,
I sing-a dis-a song
All-a my fans applaud
Dey clap-a da hands
Dat-a make me feel-a so good;
You ought to learn-a dis-a song
It’s-a real-a simple –
See
I sing: “What’s-a matter you?” You sing: “Hey!”
Den I sing-a da rest
And den at de end
We can all-a sing:
Ah, Shaddap-a you face!
0.k.
Let’s-a try it
Really big –
Uno
Duo
Tre
Quatro!
Roleplay Live : Group : The Carrendar DynastyDead Nation.
Cloak and Dagger
Players:
DarksiedTheLegend
CharlotteCarrendar
DarksiedtheLegend: -Rider would just look at the handful of clothes before taking another piece of clothing from one of the piles of clothes but it seemed more like a rolled up blanket rather than a cloth or robe before grabbing a fistful of coins and pieces from her left pocket as Rider placed the coins and bits on the counter before tapping Raven and Paige shoulder to follow her as Rider went out the store would she start to head back to the markets as she then headed to another shop this one seemed to be a bit more well constructed rather than the other building for this building was actually made from iron and it even had a sign that said “Axe, Dagger, Eye” as Rider would first let out a gulp before pounding on the iron door as the pounding could be heard in the streets and even around before the sounds of large mechanicals gears moving and chains rattling before the door opened as Rider entered the shop and waited for Raven and Paige to follow in but once in would Rider herself shut the large iron door as the chains would come alive to shut the door even the sight of mechanical gears on the door began its lock down sequence. Once the door was locked would Rider then speak up-(Rider)”Alright girls, we can talk freely here. The owners are a trio of brothers and they don’t understand the language of the sewers nor the common used by the surface dwellers …I think they are stupid not to learn any language but yet they can speak it but refuses but then again they might be clever for I haven’t seen anyone dare stand up to any brother of this shop…Ironically this is where we are getting food. This is the only shop that allows the flush people to buy food so time to wake them up” –In the middle of the iron sop was a wooden table and on it was a small white bell as Rider would pick up the bell and ring would the place come alive first in front of them the iron wall would raise up a counter with various meats and fish plus a bags of mushrooms and behind the counter was a well toned heavy muscle man wearing a sack over his face and a apron on covering some of his chest. On the apron was some words that said” Fear the Butcher and Executioner”-(?)”Wat cha u want? I got meat, fish, liver, fish fins and mushrooms.” –Then from their left side the floor would raise a different counter that had vials of various colours and rotting food hanging from the ceiling and behind the counter was a man wearing a red, white and black suit and even an upside down mask which the mouth was on the head and the eyes where down on where the mouth should be-(??) Nah they want herbs, potions or poisons or maybe rotting food for the growing Otyugh. –Then finally from the right side the floor gave to a rising room which consists of a table but on the table was a crystal ball, a free chair and a man sitting on the other chair and this man was dressed in a brown robe and brown hood which covered his face.-(???)”No, they want to see the past, future and even get magic charms.” –Then as if in union would the three say-(?, ?? and ???) “No they seek weapons.” –As various weapons would appear from hidden spots behind the three owners counters after the first which had axes, mallets and maces to the second which had swords, spears and daggers but all seemed to be dripping with some strange substance to finally the three one which had rods, scepter, scrolls, books and amulets as Rider then said out to the girls –(Rider)”What was it we needed again?”
CharlotteCarrendar: Raven and Paige both stood silently, arms outstretched with the cloth that they had managed to get from the moving piles. Clearly, it was not enough, as Rider decided to add a few thing more, and one that seemed like a rolled up blanket. Rider, kindly paid for the items, and then as they were done, all three left the store, Rider in front, the two girls behind. Raven, was naturally curious of the under world tunnel markets, and she could not help but stare at the other people, and the makeshift buildings, that were right up against the tunnel walls. Keeping their thoughts to themselves now, they were well aware of the dangers, of bringing attention onto themselves. The girls fell into step behind Rider, but it was Raven that picked up on Rider’s unease, of the next store they approached. Madly mostly from metal, it was called, “Axe, Dagger, Eye” A strange name for a very strange looking shop. When Rider pounded on the iron doors, the sound was amplified greatly, and it was the last thing that the girls wanted, was to make a lot of noise. Both looked behind, to see if they were being followed, and thankfully, they were yet to have suspicion raised against them. The massive doors opened, but was done so mechanically, with the sounds of winches and chains, rattling roughly, ~clang clang, clink, clang~ On entry, Rider made it very clear, that they were able to speak freely, due to the owners, not being up to speed on the language of the up worlders, or the sewer speak. Paige let out a sigh of relief, and almost dropped her bundle of clothing, but thankfully, she caught herself, but not before getting a stern glance from Raven. “Sorry…okay?” Raven said, rolling her eyes, but both girls would marvel, as each of the owners had their own stalls of wares. The first, had meat, fish, liver, fish fins and mushrooms, all of which, were actually fresh. The second, wore a mask that was upside down, and sold food that was, well past its used by date, definately suited to feed a growing Otyugh. Lastly, there was the third, and he had, a table with a crystal ball, a free chair, and what was distinguished about him, was the brown robe and brown hood, that covered his face. His stall offered magic, charms, and the chance to see the future, the past or the present. Now, they needed to decide, what was most important on this journey, and so when the men suggested weapons, and Rider, asked what they needed, Raven piped up. “Masks, food, I think that is what is important.” <3>
DarksiedtheLegend: -As the first one heard that they wanted food would he then shout to the other two of his brothers-(?) You heard them, bruthas so come to me for foodie food food. –Then the second would interject himself into this-(??) Hoy I want in on this, I got some food here too. (?) They want eating food not Otyugh food. –Rider would then interrupt their complaining-(Rider)”No no I intend to buy both types of food quite in a bundle of each” (?)”Ahh I see I see so what you want?” (Rider)”Hmm can I have some meat, fish and probably Otyugh food?” (?)” Buy the food and we will even cook it.” (??) “Buy a cart load and we will throw the cart in.” –Then the third one spoke up-(???)”We would even help deliver it to your home and cook it right there.” –As the third one would snap his two fingers and it looks like a small ball of fire was at his fire tips just right there not even moving or burning him in any way .The fireball was barely touching him when Rider looked at the three brothers before saying-(Rider)”Agreed now about the masks? –The third one would speak up again-(???)”We got masks but what is it you truly desire?” –Rider Would let out a gulp as she clutched her hands into fists as she tried to find the courage to say what it is the children wanted as she kept on saying to herself over and over “I could go back, I could avoid trouble” but then she said it-(Rider)”Papers….I need papers.” –She found the courage to say what they needed even though she knows that now she can no longer turn back this was the final straw if she was ever captured or taken by the Butcher’s men, she will be branded as a Carrendar sympathizer for she has just helped a Carrendar and she knew there is no turning back now as the third brother would snap his fingers and in his hand was papers as he then said to Rider-(???)”I can get papers but what are they for?” –Rider would kneel down to the level of Raven and Paige before putting her arms around their shoulders-(Rider)”I just found my long lost nieces and they require papers in other for them to start working.” –The third brother would snap his fingers again as the paper then disappeared then he looked to the first brother who gave a silent but stern nod then he looked to the second brother who let out a cackle as he nodded then the third brother spoke again-(???)”The papers you seek are quite rare so we would require something of equal value.” (Rider)”What’s the price?” (???)”Twenty thousand.” (Rider)”What!! That’s way too much!” (?) “There are certain risks involved” (??)”Not to mention that we will be crossing the law” (???)”And you did ask for two not one.” –Rider would look at the three owners before back to Raven and Paige before saying-(Rider)”Looks like I got no choice…Do you have umm candy, I know it’s rare down here but do you have any by chance?” –The second seemed to actual jumped at the mention of candy before pointing at his other brothers-(??)”See I told you two that making candy would be useful one day.” (???)”You just wanted to eat the candy for yourself” (??)”Oh be quiet I am trying to make a sale here….Tell you what if you like my candy then you can come back to place another order” (?)”The only reason for that is because you ate most of it” (??)”Why are you two always against me?”
CharlotteCarrendar: – The two girls heads turned to each brother in turn, as they spoke to each other, bartering the deals of what food was wanted, how much, and the brothers were even offering to throw in carts. One of the brothers mentioned he would even go to Rider’s house and cook for them. Raven’s mind was reeling. If the brothers went back to Rider’s house, they would see the other children and her Grandfather, Baldrick. No…that couldn’t possibly happen, with Rider risking so much for them, and outlaying her own money. Paige was turning up her nose at the old rotten food, that would be suitable for the Otyugh to eat the smell making her gag, and she was fighting with all her might, to keep her bile down. Not only that, it would activate her neuro toxin glands, and bebilith are known to give off a certain scent, when they are in danger, and prep the acid. The young Carrendars, did get a small fright when one of the brother’s snapped his fingers, and a small fire ball erupted. Being a weakness, the girls inched back slowly, eyes darting at the other, clutching the clothing piles in their arms. Rider, established that food, and masks were needed, but there was just one other thing. -(Rider)”Papers….I need papers.” This was the one thing, that Raven and Paige had forgotten. In order to move freely through the tunnels, they would require papers to confirm citizenship. The deal was, that they would need to be paid for, but with what. Rider lied, and said that the girls were her long lost nieces. And as much as the girls hated doing it, they nodded to show that they were. A price was being bargained for, and this was going to cost, a lot more than Rider had. The girls started to worry, until Rider asked. -(Rider)”Looks like I got no choice…Do you have umm candy, I know it’s rare down here but do you have any by chance?” Now, Raven and Paige, both were known to have sweet teeth and it was a common thing among the children. Raven nodded,and placed her hands into her pockets, pulling out, three bags of sweets, one was musk sticks, one was everlasting gob stoppers, and the last one was a bag of spearmint leaves. She handed them over, without a fight, and then nudged Paige. “What?”- Paige said, as if she didn’t want to part with her precious lollies. “Hand em over….its the right thing to do. Paige frowned and kicked the floor. “Pooh.’ she reached in her pockets, and one after the other, she started pulling out, snakes, berry fruits squeezes, bubble gum, chuppa chups, strawberry kisses, milk bottle lollies, jelly babies, gummy bears. She was a virtual candy store, on two legs. Once the last bag was handed over she pouted. “Just…meh.” <3>
vampireboichris: -Sardis Massoghein left to depart from his home village of Espart, taking a buggy full of his healing books, vials ingredients, crystals and potions making the buggy he pulled with him very full. Gazing out the young healer was ready to embark and journey the world, help those in need and make use of his life here in this violent place from his ever peaceful home in between two mountains. Sighing as he than shook his head and gathered up his courage, and kept going towards the nearest capital he could find which was Arachnea, where he would go to train further in hea,ling and white magic. Walking only on the roads as many monsters lurked the woods and the so called quicker routes towards the nearest cities, known as goblins, annoying creatures that caused mayhem everywhere they went. Keeping his staff and his sentry orb nearest him just in case, walking along the cobblestone path chipped and chiselled by earth magic, the fireflies around him made him feel at peace regardless. Finding his way across the glowing cobblestone he watched as a seen silhouette streaks across the trees flying in the sky. It looked ominous as the cobblestone road began to glow more bright blue the protection sigils activating as 7 glinting objects were sent flying forward.The sigils flash just in time to create the barrier as what was seen were shruikens and the silhouette was heard crying out angrily.~What!!? Bandits!!!> Here of all places!? Just my luck damnit gods!!!~ Sardis cried in his mind, as he frowned angrily, wielding out his sentry orb and wielded out his staff, the golden runes etched onto its wood shimmer in the moon light, as the silhouette is hit with moon light showing it to be a ninja of some sort.~He must want money….Better prepare myself…..~-e-
DarksiedtheLegend: -The trio of brother and Rider would be shocked to see the amounts of candy that were being presented in front of them and Rider was more shocked than most about the amount of candy and how they could hide that amount as Rider said-(Rider)”Well, looks like I don’t need to buy any candy….So how soon can I get my niece’s papers?” –The three brothers and owners looked at each other before the second brother would just nod as he then went to the back room at which the third brother would say-(???)”Why ask that when we haven’t even left? Wouldn’t you rather know when you are getting your food? It would make more sense to worry about food down here rather than papers.” –That’s when Rider remembered the third brother might pretend to be a magician but in truth he really is what he pretends to be. As Rider thought to herself did they know? Did the trio of brothers already figured out what these two girls are really are or is he bluffing…does he bluff? As Rider would then say it bluntly to the two brother who were still present-(Rider)”If you know what they and I know what they are, let’s just call them my nieces.” –The third brother smiled before the second brother came back as the second brother said to Rider, Paige and Raven-(??)”Your food is ready for transport, do you wish it be cooked here or there and do you want us to deliver it to you now or later?” –Rider would think for awhile as if she was weighting her options. “If they already knew and haven’t told any of the Butcher’s men then maybe it would be safe to let them follow her but what if the three brothers are just waiting to corner them. They were rumored to be the most toughest and dangerous citizens well at least in this part of the sewers plus the Butcher allows them to roam freely. Maybe they are spies for the Butcher but then again they have been at conflicting ends with the Butcher and his men but what if they are part of the underground city rumored to be under the sewers? Well if they already knew then it would hurt to let them come now.”-(Rider)”Ahem can you let us know when the papers are ready?” –The brothers would just nod before Rider continued-(Rider)”Alright, can you deliver it now?” –The brothers would just nod as the first brother would be the first one to move out to get to the back room to get the cart while the third brother would sit and wait while the second brother would be checking his supplies of Otyugh food. But on the surface as Sardis Massoghein would be preparing himself to defend against the silhouette that had flew in the trees and had thrown shurikens at him would he then hear the sudden rumbling from the ground as if something heavy was running and is approaching him. As the sound got near so did the sight of the creature that had made the sound well it is more like the sounds of creatures. For if Sardis were to look behind him would he see a sight of heavily armored beings from head to toe covered in armor. Each of these heavily armored beings were in black armor, black gauntlets, black boots, skull shaped pauldrons and even a skull helmet as these beings would then rush past Sardis before one of them stopped to look at Sardis and then turned to look what Sardis was facing but then continued to run with its comrades.-
CharlotteCarrendar: – Back at Rider’s small home, the children were all sitting on the the floor, and various bits of furniture, their eyes trained to the door, as Baldrick paced back and forth, his gnarled hands joined together behind, flap flap tap tap, againest the back of his coat. Jira and Zutos rose to standing, and joined their grandfather as he paced, mimcing him, walking behind him. This brought some giggles from the other children, who could really do with something to laugh at, in this terrible situation. The key staff, rest on one of the rickity tables, and Tor reached for it and held it in her hands. “This is pretty….I remember when Seven found it.”- Baldrick and the other two stopped pacing and Baldrick took his glasses out of his top pocket, and approached Tor, asking, “May I have a look at that please?” Tor didn’t argue, she handed it up to her grandfather smiling. “I just think its pretty. I mean, its got a spider in the crystal.”- Baldrick turned the staff over, and he saw the spider, that seemed to be frozen with in the amber gem. “This reminds me of …damn I forget. I am getting too old for this. If only…she was here. She always knew what to do.” – Handing the staff back to Tor, for safe keeping, he sighed, when Jira asked. “Who is she, Grand dad?” – Baldrick wandered to the window and stared out at the Otyugh, that was feeding on some grotty sludge in the garden….well it looked like a garden. Baldrick took out a hanky and wiped his eyes. “Your Grandmother.” :: The three brothers appeared to be onto the fact, the girls were not Rider’s real nieces, but for now, were more concerned on getting the food transported back to Rider’s house. Raven grew concerned, for their immediate cover was blown, and if these men did indeed work for the Butcher, they were in for a great deal of trouble. Paige finally twigged, that there was tension in the small room. The brothers and Rider, talking, like business people do, but there was a matter of urgency about the papers. Raven stayed close to Rider, and tugged on her sleeve. “What of of the others, will there be enough supplies? <3>
DarksiedtheLegend: -Rider would then say to Raven simply-(Rider)”As of now it will do for the week until then we need to find some work. But let’s head home first, I need some rest for tomorrows patrol of the day and I guessing you had a long journey and you might need some rest too.” –As Rider would then attempt to leave the shop as the door would automatically open up by itself where the first brother was standing outside with a wooden cart as he seemed to be ready to go with them and then as soon as Rider was out the door with the two girls hopefully would the third brother went with them. As the travel back to the home of Rider began as Rider cautious walked in front of the two shop owners would she have second doubts about the two that were following her as she thought maybe they could be spies but then again maybe not. As Rider approached her house would the Otyugh stand in attention as it saw Rider and while the two brothers would wait at the small pathway as Rider would open the door to her home as she turned to the Raven and Paige and simply said-(Rider)”Alright, looks like we have a feast tonight at least but I am going to see if I could strike up another deal with them for the rest of your family.” –Rider then turn to the Otyugh then pointed to the side as the Otyugh obeyed would she then shouted to the two brothers.-(Rider)”Alright start cooking some of the food and bring in some of the rest.” –As Rider then opened the door to her house and entered her house before saying to those inside-(Rider)”Alright we are going to have some food cooked and we got some clothes for you lot. Go outside and stretch your legs. I am going to lie down for a bit.”
CharlotteCarrendar:- The children inside the house, heard the sound of the Otyugh rising to attention, being it was a fairly large animal, and joined their grandfather staring out at it. “They’re coming back….but some people are following them. Big..men.” Baldrick said, as the children all peeked through the windows, unsure fo how this would turn out. “Do you see Raven and Paige?”- Jira asked his grandfather, and Baldrick nodded slowly. “I see them, carrying bundles, when I think are clothes. Paige still looked dirty about her sweets,and Raven was keeping an eye on Rider, trying desperately, not to cause a scene. Masks, clothes, food. It was going to have to do today, at least. Raven listened carefully to Rider’s instructions, that there would be a feast for them all tonight, however Rider would need to make yet another deal, to ensure there was enough for all. “If there is anything else I can give or do, I will.” Raven meant every word, while watching the Otyugh go to the side of the house. Within the house, the children waited, for a sign that all was clear, but was it really? Rider asked that the food be cooked up, and that all were to leave the house, to stretch and see what lays beyond Rider’s part of the underworld. The children filed out the door, a number that you would not normally see. Raven and Paige, took the clothes and masks they had, and placed them on the table in the centre of the room, before heading outside, to give Rider a chance to rest. <3>
DarksiedtheLegend: -Rider went to her bed as she then untie the blanket as she then set it down on the ground so that any of the Carrendars there can use it while she then rested upon her bed of furs as she started to rest a bit before the eventual need to go back to work while outside the two brothers would then speak to each other-(?)”So it’s time to cook with a controlled fire right?” (???)”Is there any other way?” –As the first brother reached into the cart and pulled out eight bricks as he then set the bricks into a small campsite fire place while the third brother would put his hands together as a small fire ball then it grew to a medium fireball as the third then let the fireball fall into the fire place as the fireball hit ad produce a steady flame to which the first brother would then remove a pot, pans and barbecue sticks as they then began placing some of the fish on the barbecue sticks to be fried by the fire place as he then began to shop some of the spare fish heads and put them into the pot before putting in some water and various vegetables as he then slowly placed it on a metal grill before placing it on top of the bricks so that the tip of the fire would be touching the pot, while the third brother would approach Paige and Raven as he then reached into his robe and remove the various bags of candy as he then handed the candies back to the two girls.-(???)”I don’t take candy from children unless its Halloween.” –As the third brother would move to the inside of the house as he the assorted group of children as he then went to find a seat near Rider before saying to her-(???)”Seems like you have a lot nieces and nephews.” –Rider a bit drowsy would then say to any children that were there.-(Rider)”Its like becoming a mother without having to make offsprings but now that you are here…I need to renegotiate the deal about the papers.” (???)”The price would have risen either way but we can still acquire the papers for two but for the rest of them it would be much longer. We are remaking your family tree after all and the Butcher is very cautious after the spider wars.” (Rider)”Makes you wonder what he is afraid of” (???)”Frankly I don’t care if the Butcher’s got money and walked into my shop. I will treat him just like a customer…So tell who are these people?” (Rider)”They are my nieces and nephews…Yeah I have one big family tree.” (???)”Very well keep up this charade but I will find out eventually just be careful.” –The third brother would then make his way out of the house to rejoin the first brother by the fireplace as Rider would let out sigh before saying to herself-(Rider)”What have I gotten myself into?”
CharlotteCarrendar: – The children pretty much kept together, since they unfamiliar with the new men that had arrived back with Rider and the two girls. Baldrick ushered Raven and Paige back outside, and nodded politely to The brother that had just entered Rider’s dwelling. He reached up, and scratched the top of his head, the wisps of grey hair, so few, and he knew that it wouldn’t be long, before there may well be suspicions about him as well. Watching over the eleven children, he knew that the upkeep alone to feed them all would be considerable. As the two brothers, that were to conduct the cooking, brought out pots and pans, setting up the bricks for a small campsite fire, many of the children were in awe of the brother, who could make fire with his hand. None had seen that done before, in their home world, of Nemaues, and Tor’s jaw fell open, easily spooked. What if they could make bigger fires, to burn children. Timid, were most, except for Raven and Paige, that had already spent a small amount of time in their shop with them. The third brother, had returned the sweets to the children, before entering Rider’s house, and Raven quickly gathered the bags, and stuffed her pockets. “These may come in handy later for us to trade with.” She said, eyeing her sister, knowing she would be upset. Even though the third brother said he would never take candy from children, this may serve to help them later on. The smell of the various vegetables and meats, was welcoming, but while they remained outside, Baldrick had to wonder, just what Rider and the third brother were discussing. He was in half a mind to eaves drop, but thought better of it, staying close to the children. <3>
Guest_MagusTiberia: ~The mouth to the grotto had seem silent, and exhumed an old putrid scent from its stoney throat.. The elf had scraped together his will, took a glance around the unwelcoming features to the cave’s exterior, and almost wished he didn’t have a nose, as he descended into the void.. His Drow eyes made the mystery of the darkness enveloped around him seemed like ordinary daylight.. The old tracks fermenting along the muddy surface had indicated to him that a few others had before used this cave, and perhaps looted it out already.. The scent of carbon dioxide clinging to his olfactory perception construed the notion in his mind that the looters were perhaps celebrating their big haul prematurely, for he, would surely by stealth or lethal force, do away with their valuables.. A smirk cringed his lips, like the foretaste of victory on his tongue as he advanced onwards, and arrived to a steep cliff in the grotto.. Without more consideration, and the thrill of riches that may await him, the elf flung himself off the edge with graceful elven dexterity and landed with an audible scatter of dust as his feet planted into the sandy ground below.. He remained haunches down, surveying his new surroundings with a swift gaze left and right, fearing he might’ve awakened a beast or alerted those whom he could spy far off at the fire place~
DarksiedtheLegend: -First off with the notion of the sudden appearance of these other children made the first brother worried as the third brother returned back to the first as he said-(???)”What you are seeing is her extended family, which means more papers” (?)”Price change right Seer?” –Finally a name from the trio of brothers, the man dressed in robes with a hood covering his head was the one known as Seer, the same who had the ability to produce from his hands.- (Seer)”That’s right Executioner.” –And at last we get the name of the man who is still wearing a sack over his head, an apron on his chest and probably pants and shoes the one known as Executioner-(Executioner)”Not in front of the children the fact that my name is also a brutal job doesn’t suit well with people. So that means Jester would be having some more work to do while he tries to break into the records room.” –Thus the second brother’s name has been revealed the man dressed in a red, white and black suit and was wearing the upside mask was called Jester -(Seer)”Indeed brother. Only we of Axe, Dagger, Eye can accomplish such a daring task.” (Executioner)”Yeah you keep telling yourself that when the Butcher’s men finally caught us with our hands in the cookie jar.” (Seer)”Exee, besides was it not Jester who said he could do the impossible.” (Executioner)”Maybe Seer but still the risks involve are getting to high for us.” (Seer)”I think the flush woman might let one of nieces or nephews get a job…Didn’t you say we needed help around the shop Exe?” (Executioner)”I said we needed help, I didn’t say we were desperate.” (Seer)”All I am saying is can’t we think about it?” (Executioner)”If no one comes up for the job then maybe.” –The Otyugh would stand to attention for it thought it heard something out in the distance but the creature wasn’t sure what it was so it went to high alert.-(Executioner)”Time for you to use that semi-portal magic cause I don’t think that flush women has the needed number of plates and bowels” (Seer)”You want me to open up a portal to our shop so that Jester could send us some bowls” (Executioner)”Pretty much and we add it to the flush woman already growing tab.” (Seer)”Works for me besides I don’t get to use magic often.” –Seer would stretch his arms before breathing in then out as he then start to say some words quietly to his hands almost like he was praying then he spit it his hands before moving one hand away from the other as the space between both hands would turn a light blue before he then shouted to the light blue space-(Seer)”Jester, wake up and get the bowls out of their boxes we got a roaming buyer.” –At the other side of the portal was Jester who hear the words of his brother Seer and had gotten moving getting the bowls out of the boxes as Jester grabbed a handful of bowls probably around three to five before shoving his hand into the portal to pass the bowls to Seer to which Executioner would instead take as Seer barked out another order-(Seer)”We need eight more Jester” –To which Jester complied from the other side as he grabbed about eight more bowl out of the boxes from storage and handed them again to Executioner on the other side. When they had the right number of bowls would Seer said to Jester on the other side of their small portal-(Seer)”Make a mark on the books Jester.” –And with that Seer closed his portal as Executioner would shout to those around-(Executioner)”The soup is ready and fish is well cooked. Time to eat.”
CharlotteCarrendar:- The three brothers, had come to notice that there was more than just the two girls that had entered their shop. Discussing the details of the papers, Raven approached her Grandfather, who was looking incredibly nervous. Raven picked up his hand and held it, raising it to her cheek. Raven felt responsible for the situation that they were now in, and as much as she hated it, Raven feared she could not get them back to their world, for the amber crystal, seemed to have lost its power, when they entered. The other children all waited by the fence in a straight line, ten. Paige was grumpy, and angry that her sister had all the candies, still to use as trade. Baldrick brushed his hand over Raven’s hair, seeing the guilt in her eyes. “This is all my fault, Grandfather. And I can’t let you or my brothers and sisters suffer for it. I just can’t.” Raven looked back at the trio of men, who were discussing needing help. She was catching up snippets of their conversation and enough to put the pieces together. Baldrick frowned, and kept watching the three brothers, with one of them using a portal, to gain bowls to serve the meals in. “Well I’ll be, not seen magic used like that since……since…damn my memory.” Time came for the children to line up and get their fish soup, Raven making sure that her siblings and Grandfather went first. Raven brought up the rear, and then when it was her turn, she gave them back the empty bowl. “I know its rude to listen in, but…I would like to work for you all in your shop, to help to pay for the debt that is owed. Rider is only doing what she can,and I am strong,stronger than I look. Would you please consider it?” she looked at them, with eyes of determination. <3>
CharlotteCarrendar:- Clenching the cigar between her teeth, Corsica raised her hands up and ran them over her bald head, as she arched her back, showing off her breasts, as if to say, this is what you might get if you do what pleases. Lowering her right arm, she took the cigar from her lips, and simply held it out, and assumed something of a regal air, acting more like a Madame for a brothel, about to inspect the girl of the hour. She was of course, covering up her true feelings, and that was the fear of what she had brought her sister into. She blew smoke from her cigar out of her nostrils, much like a dragon lady from the orient, the smell around her quite pungent. Corsica’s eyes trailed up and down every inch of her sister, Candice’s body, admiring, drinking in her form. “So much better naked….but a show is a show.”- she said, tapping her cigar so the ash would fall into a small glass dish on a side table. For a woman that has basically lost everything back in Canada, she acts as though she owns Prague with her mannerisims. When Candice bounced, literally, out of her jeans, and showed off that fabulous ass, Corsica wet her lips with her tongue, before placing the cigar back between her lips and taking a few puffs. Ever the one to multi task, she reached for a bottle of whiskey, and poured herself a glass, humming softly with the cigar between her teeth again. A quick change of hands, she placed the cigar in the ash tray and then brought the glass of whiskey to her lips and took a small sip, as her sister placed the dress over her head, and let it slide down her body, the strap like strings revealing much of Candice’s breasts and stomach, much to Corsica’s pleasure. It always amazed Corsica, how easy her sister got wet, and so ripe whenever Corsica gave her commands to perform for her. This added to the titilation, having such power over her sibling meant that she held something of a hold over her sister. The wings were fitted, and then when she shook her shoulders, the wings beat, and she truly did look like a fallen angel from the heavens. Corsica uncrossed her legs, and rose to standing, setting down her whiskey glass, and walked towards her sister, raising a hand so her fingers would come up under her chin, and then bring her sister’s face up so she could see her eyes. Her blue irises flickered as she said in a firm voice, “Oh…but it does. Seems such a shame, to taint the angel further. Course, we both know that is what you want.” Corsica then turned away from her sister, and walked over to the balconey doors, opening them, so the cool breeze would enter the room, the curtains billowing as she turned around and unbuttoned her skirt, letting it fall to the floor, so she was wearing only her briefs and suspenders, with matching garter belt. “Walk out to the balcony, and hold onto the rail, legs spread. Then I am going to part….your…wings, so to speak. And have my way.” <3>
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Captain277: – *Candice shuddered as her sister rose from the chair. Striding confidently over, her more over-bearing half grabbed her by the chin and forced their eyes to meet. Listening to her sister’s words, Candice remained completely and utterly still, as if she were afraid to move at all. She let her sister walk away, still remaining obediently in the same spot. Only allowing her head to move, she watched Corsica walk away, moving towards the window. Candice’s unexpected exhibitionist surge flared up suddenly at this moment, as she imagined her sister
taking her down into the hotel lobby and pouring syrup over her nipples and cunny, and then charging men to come and lick it off. Candice pictured the hundreds of ways Corsica could pimp her out and force her to please man
after man, and all of them made her wet, but none did so as much as seeing her sister take off her skirt and slowly saunter back over to the immobile Angel. Pretending not to look at her sister, dressed as she were in suspenders, panties, and garters, Candice imagined her sister doing everything in the book to her, and leaked to the point where it was visible even between the sheer fabric of her skirt. Shivering as her sister spoke of parting her wings, Candice waited for her sister to make the first move, or place the first orders.*
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CharlotteCarrendar: – As the wind blew in from the city, the scent of smog, car fumes and smoke, only added to the sweet smells of the room, a cocktail that was sure to delight. Corsica went over to one of her sports bags, and drew the zip along, opening the bag up. She rummaged for a moment, before extracting a black silk bag, that contained something long, cylinder shaped. There was no sounds of laughter, or anything else, to Corsica, this was all part of the game. Taking the strap on, out of the silken bag, she began to fit the harness, around her hips, down low, and fix it underneath, so when she turned back around, she had the full length sticking out around eight inches. Sauntering back over to where her cigar was, she picked it back up again, and took another drag, before tilting her head up and releasing another smoke ring. All the while, her sister would be at the balcony leaning forward, and clutching the rail. Seeing that her sister was already leaking pre and staining her skirts, Corsica knew that lubricant wouldn’t be necessary. Now like the hunter, she stalked the winged Candi, making soft noises, as she came in from behind, knowing that her sister would not be looking back, for that would spoil the anticipation. With the cigar firmly clenched between her teeth, Corsica, reaches for her sister’s skirts, lifting them slowly with one hand, making sure to caress her ass, with her fingers. Then, with the skirt brought up out of the way, and exposing her ass cheeks, Corisca slides the strap on between her inner thighs, the honey of her sex, lubricating it, and since it is cold to touch, it should send a shock wave through Candice, as Corsica seized her hips and then presses her pelvis in, teasing her sister mercilessly, as she threatens to take her out on the balcony for all Prague to see. Even God himself. <3>
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Captain277: – *Candice stared down at the people, far-off below. It was rather magical, to look down at them, as if they were hundreds of ants, busily running back and forth, never thinking to look up and catch a small glimpse of heaven. She could hear Corsica rummaging around in the living room, but refused to turn around, focusing instead on the dew gathering between her lips as she stood out here in the open air, virtually naked. The heady scent of cigar smoke grew stronger as Corsica moved in behind her, and Candice exhaled slowly as she felt her whole body shudder in a curious form of anticipation. The gossamer length of her skirt slowly started to peel upwards and away, the cool nighttime air now rolling unhindered over the pale skin of Candice’s bare ass. The warm, jewelry-laden lengths of Corsica’s fingers ran across Candice’s cheeks, sending a soft tingle up and down Candi’s spine. Something cold and artificial pushed between her legs, and Candice’s arms buckled in shock. Bending almost completely over the ledge of the balcony, presenting her sister with a much better view of her naked ass, Candi let out a few sharp gasps as Corsica began to lubricate the strap-on with her own juices. Candice felt Cor’s faux-nailed hands grasp her roughly at the waist, and braced for the harsh thrust of the strap-on slamming into her. Instead, she felt the soft prodding of its head, and squirmed a bit in her sister’s grasp as she teased her, unable to resist, Candice could do little but whimper and wait.*
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CharlotteCarrendar: – Ah, a city skyline, how it sparkles like jewels laid out on a black velvet sheet. The moon’s rays provide the illuminating light. Behind them, the soft glow of the lamps, and the fan on the ceiling rotates slowly, stirring the fine dust particles. The smoke from the cigar, snakes and curls upward as released from Corsica’s nostrils, and mouth. Her nailed fingers, drag along her sister’s fair skin. So delicate…..it deserves to be treated with care, like you would a fine china doll. But Corsica wanted to have her own brand cast across the bare ass. A wry grin, the tips of her nails press in to the point it would leave deep indentations. However, she had not yet brought the head of the fake cock up into her waiting wet cunny. Oh no, that is too kind. She wanted her sister to beg….to plead. Only through the torture of not allowing her to experience the drive of the thick metal cock piece, would her sister learn true submission. A throaty growl, warm and delicious, came from Corsica, as she kept the same pace of hip thrusts. Just..enough. Not too much. The scent of the cigar, so close, could cause her to become lightheaded, and all this while staring down at the people of Prague, going about their evening jaunts. If only they were to look up, and see the dark woman, the sister showing no mercy to an angel…who was destined to fall into the pits of lust. The cool of the metal, passing back and forth, slipping up and parting her sweet clit lips would be glistening in Candi’s sexy syrup. Then out of nowhere, Corsica would slam her hips to Candice’s ass, hard enough to jolt her, the metal tip of the cock piece jutting out in front of her. <3>
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Captain277: – *Candice hissed as her sister dug her nails into the sensitive flesh of her ass, drawing blood from one spot and tracing deep, painful furrows along the others. Her body wiggled and twisted involuntarily, trying to escape the abuse even as she consciously tried to grind her slit against the artificial length being passed between her legs. Candi knew what her sister would be expecting of her, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it just yet. The words would not come to her lips; she was terrified of saying something that would displease Corsica, so instead she simply took the abuse, waiting for her sister to order her to do something explicitly. Cor growled behind her, and Candice suddenly locked up as the dildo continued its rhythmic back-and-forth between her lips. Without warning, Corsica slammed her body fully forward into Candice, making her ass smack against the bronzed skin of her older sister. Candice let out a small cry of surprise and waited for the sensation of the hard vibrator prodding about inside of her. Instead, to her surprise, she felt it still wedged between her thighs. With a sigh, Candice slid her hips forward, until the tip of the strap-on slid over her asshole and up, between her cheeks, flopping away as Candice dropped to her knees and turned around, facing her sister, and her eight-inch assailant. Her head bowed submissively, Candice took the shaft of the strap-on in one hand, and began to run the tip of her tongue carefully over its head, lapping up her own fluids as she tried desperately to please Corsica enough to elicit new orders.*
CharlotteCarrendar:- Mmmm was that a hiss? Yes, yes it was. Skin had been broken when Corsica had pressed the sharpened fake nails into her sister’s rump. The texture of the blood as it oozed out, was so smooth. Wet wet. It was pretty clear that her sister was finding it hard to stay hunched over, in such a position where she couldn’t see anything but the city of Prague at night. The sharp thrust forward had the desired effect, as intended. That cry of surprise was a reward, titillating to say the least. Candice decided to slide forward, and Corsica stepped back, taking the cigar out from between her teeth, and tapped the ash into a glass dish, watching her sister silently. With feet shoulder length apart, she pressed her hips forward, so the strap on metal stood out and proud, now with drips from the tip falling to the ground, as though she was acting like a man, who was showing signs of pre. It was a show, designed to have Candice unable to resist. Temptress to Candice’s hidden desires. To make it worse, Corsica ran her left hand across her own breast, turning the piercing and showing it off to her sister. Another puff of the cigar, and with dark eyes, circled in rich eyeliner, she stared down as her sister assumed the position to pray. Yes, praise the one true goddess, for Corsica is her name. With the cigar between her fingers, she brought her hand down, and placed it behind her sister’s head, and said just one word. “Suck it, bitch” -Corsica lined up the cock, with the help of her sister using her hand to hold it, and Corsica pushed the tip into her sister’s mouth, letting out a pleasured moan, clenching her ass cheeks tight. The strap from her harness, pulling her own clit lips apart, and giving her something of a thrill. <3>
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Captain277: – *Candi moaned as Corsica began pushing the length of the dildo into her mouth. She wanted her sister to call her every rotten name in the book and beat her for daring to be such a willing slut. Relaxing her throat, Candice exhaled through her nose and took half of the strap-on in before she had to ease off. Pulling away to catch her breath, Candi began to work her hand up and down the half of the dildo that she couldn’t swallow, trying to jack the toy off while she sucked on its upper half. Squatting with her legs spread before her sister, Candice’s free hand worked furiously on her cunny; her lips spread open, two fingers plunged deep within, frantically thrashing and rolling as her thumb played over her clit. Candice was clearly getting off on sucking her sister’s fake cock, and for all of her efforts, it seemed she was trying to get her sister to, once again, give her orders, or to take charge and violate her in some new and exciting way. Candi’s tongue ran up and down the length of the shaft as she took it in, scouring the last of her juices from its surface, until the delightful taste of her slit was no longer noticeable. Whining quietly to herself, Candice pulled away from the strap-on and angled her head up at Corsica, trying to lock on her eyes. When she spoke, Candice had to pause every now and then to catch her breath as she continued to violently finger herself.* Do you like this Mistress? I want to be a good slut for you, please tell me what you want.
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CharlotteCarrendar: – Candice really was getting into the swing of things. Taking to the cock like it was a man’s, taking it right back to the start of her throat. Each jerk forward action that Corsica made, tugged on the harness between her own clit lips and she actually snorted, like a bull about to face a matador. She kept her eyes straight ahead, not looking down at her sister, her hands she brought up to her own head, and caressed. Her hips were held forward, further than the rest of her body, with her arching her back. She looked to be deeply enjoying this just for herself, but then that smacking sound coming from below. Why that little slut. She couldn’t wait to ask….She couldn’t wait to beg…She had gone ahead, and used her own fingers, to violate her delicious flower of flesh. “You dirty.. filthy slut. You shouldn’t even be wearing white. You certainly not an angel, nor are you even a good sub.” – Her words were harsh, vile, and were dripping with the acid of disdain. Corsica stepped back and unclipped the strap on harness, and then swung it like a pendulum in front of Candice’s face. Turning away to pull out one of the dining chairs from the setting, Corsica said with a grin, one that Candice would only catch sight of when her sister turned around “If its a metal dick that gets you off, then fuck it.”- Corsica straddled the chair, so she would be showing off her luscious lips, practically winking at her sister, daring her. Corsica tapped her left foot several times as she waited for her sister. “Get down on all fours before me, so you can be fucked good and proper. I think its high time you learnt your place as my pet.” Corsica then let out a sadistic chuckle and said. “You are to finger fuck yourself, as I reem your ass, no lube. AND..”- she added, leaving a good few seconds to pause for the hell of it, she said…”You are to bark…. like a dog.” With that, Corsica ran the head of the strap on along her own cunny, just enough to wet the tip. <3>
Captain277: – *Candice’s eager expression twisted into one of horror as her sister insulted her submission. She felt suddenly like she had failed Corsica somehow. As her sister undid the harness of her strap-on and began to walk away, Candice pulled her fingers out of her slit and sat there, squatting down on the balcony, everything still put on display, watching her sister walk away. She watched as Corsica grabbed a chair and sat down, spreading her beautifully tanned legs to show off her pussy. At her sister’s new set of orders, Candice virtually jumped. Slumping forward onto her palms and knees, Candi moved slowly forward, working carefully to not tear the sheer fabric of her costume’s skirt as she dragged it along on the floor behind her. She deeply regretted fingering herself before Corsica had ordered her to, but she knew that saying anything now would only make it worse. She would be glad to let her sister fuck her in the ass if it made up for her disobedience. Turning away from Corsica’s seated form, Candice angled her ass up, putting her perfectly rounded cheeks and shapely hips on display, wiggling them back and forth like an eager mutt. As she waited for the inevitable violation of her body, Candi followed the rest of her sister’s orders, balancing herself precariously on one arm and returning to her administrations with the other, her fingers working in and out of her slit for Corsica’s viewing pleasure as she got ready for her own part in the act. Rather nervous, and unsure of exactly how to bark like a proper dog, Candice let out a small yelp, and then let out another one at about the same pitch, trying to make it sound authentic.*
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CharlotteCarrendar:- Luscious squelches Candice’s fingers working her dripping cunny, right where Corsica could view this scene, without distraction. Biting her bottom lip, chewing it, the dark Dominatrix continued to run the tip of the strap on, up and down between her own rose red folds, spreading her legs further apart, and balancing her left stiletto heel precariously on the side coffee table. Arching her back, Corsica let out a gasp, hearing her sister’s sweet puppy yelps, all the while assuming such a submissive role. Candice would do anything her sister wanted, and she knew this, it was part of what kept their “special relationship”; so thrilling. Opening her eyes slowly, Corsica stared down at her sister’s sweet ass, that bounced with each thrust of her fingers deep inside herself. Corsica threw the strap on well clear of her, so it even hit the glass window pane, clattering to the floor. Corsica clamoured down off the chair and knelt in behind her sister, growling long and loud, a menacing tone. “HARDER…MORE FINGERS IN!…HOWL AND CRY FOR ME!”- she slapped her sister’s ass with the open palm of her hand, like a horse bite, so her left cheek had a large welt, breaking the blood vessels upon her porcelain like skin. Corsica bent over her sister, and with a devious smile, she started to bite the back of her sister’s neck, sinking in her teeth, pressing her breasts hard up against her back. The sweet angel would become the Devil’s playmate in this sick and twisted game, for the right to be dominant. Corsica was leaking down the insides of her inner thigh, getting so aroused, by conquering her sister, and lowering her to that of an owned pup. Corsica turned her head side on and whispered just loud enough for Candice to hear. “I never break a promise….Candi.” Running her fingers around the outer rim of Candi’s ass, she prodded three times, teasing, and then pushed in two fingers to her anus, drilling her ass, all the while biting her back, till her sister would beg her to stop. Corsica rose up, and arched back, gripping Candice’s ass with her left hand tight, nails digging in, as she finger fucked her ass, now with three fingers, taking them out every so often and reaching in to pull at her clit lips, tugging the folds, to juice up her fingers, wet them, and then go right back to violating her anus. “Squirt CANDI!!”- she ordered, letting out a loud growl, her dark side now fully exposed. :: On a monitor, the scene playing out was one of absolute depravity, shocking, as the lesbian twins gave into their hedonistic pleasures. Candice’s barking and yelping, and the powerful voice of Corsica, was bringing moans and groans from the men all seated at the table, their faces masked, in strange french designs, similar to that of the Masquerade. All wore black cloaks, except for one, that wore a red one. The Exalted, most high. All the men had their hands in their robes, pulling and jerking on their stiff members, eyes unable to be cast from the scene on the monitor. Who were these men? And how did they have the ability to watch over the Chisolms in a hotel room in Prague? The leader held up a black envelope, and ran the edge of it under his chin, while one of his seconds, was unable to hold back, jerking and spilling seed all over the inside of his robe. The leader chuckled low. The masked men all turned to look at their leader, the smoke of many cigars, was wafting all around, creating a more sinister atmosphere, in the centuries old mansion.
They were…the Illuminati.The Illuminati is a very secretive group of occult practitioners who have been around for thousands and thousands of years and are using the Jewish Cabala as one of their guidelines to oppress the rest of the population. It is not a boys’ club or a group of adults trying to get some excitement in life; this is something much bigger and much more sinister. It is an extremely well structured organization consisting of people in very High Places. Those people are the Super Wealthy, who stand above the law. Many of them don’t even appear on the list of the wealthiest people in the world – they are that secret. What is driving them is power, money and control over life and death of others and themselves.“Now, you all know why I have chosen….them.”
The group at the table all continued to jerk and moan, getting off on the images that they could see, a large monitor coming online, and the mug shot pictures of Candice and Corsica Chisolm, appeared above, with all their personal details, their lives in text. The leader rose from his seat, and picked up a chalice, raising it to the picture of the two women on the overhead monitor.
“Your pleasure….is to be Ours.”- he sipped his goblet, as a trickle of red wine, ran down his chin.
In the hotel room, beside the bed, were two boxes, each contained a mask. To be worn by each of the Sisters, when they attend the ritual. Question was, did the Chilsom twins, have any idea, what they had got themselves into?
DarksiedtheLegend: -Rider looked around to see the sad state that the room was currently in and it seemed like she wasn’t helping the situation anymore than these children and their grandfather but then Raven spoke up about their food choice-(Raven)” Truth is…though we eat the same sorts of food as humans, there are those of us, that feed on and kill demons. Our own kind. We are capable of eating anything from small moths, up to large beetles, rats, birds. Depends on our size really.” –Rider would first scratch the back of her head before saying out loud-(Rider)”As much as I want to buy fried roaches for you lot it’s not hospitable so when I come back with buying food, clothes and probably masks…But when I come back we are going to talk about how you are going to pull your own weight around here and also which one of you are coming to help me with the carrying of the materials… you know the food, clothes and masks? I really can’t carry that much clothes and food plus don’t think bringing my Otyugh into town is acceptable around these parts besides it stinks and so do I… And an apology maybe in order but then again none of complained yet. I rather have one or two of the kids since they are young and it is a possibility no would know who they are but if I take the old man I am guessing he should be well known…So which one’s want to see the outside world since you might be staying with me for awhile. ” –Rider then continued to look at the children as if she was waiting for them to decide which one of them would be going out.-
CharlotteCarrendar:- All the children looked at each other. Who among them was going to travel outside with Rider, to fetch the food, masks and clothing that would be required to keep them going in this underground tunnel world, that they now found themselves in. Raven naturally raised her hand and said firmly. “I’ll go…I brought everyone here, so, its only right that I got out and do my bit to help everyone, and you of course, Rider.” -she reached up to her lapel and tore off the spider emblem, pocketing it for safe keeping and then she turned to her gathered brothers and sisters that were all pointing at each other. Paige, was leaning against a wall, and playing with her hair, separate from the main group of children. “Paige…she can come. She is larger than most of my brothers and sisters, and I think its time she did her bit. Get her mind off going back….just yet.” Paige gasped, as Raven handed her grandfather, the key to the gate. “Don’t worry Grandfather…we will be back soon.” Marching over to Paige, she reached up and ripped off her spider emblem motif which had Paige furious. “That is the symbol of our FAMILY!” Raven pocketed it and then patted her cousin’s chest. “And its the very thing that could have us turned over to the Butcher and his men. Last thing we need is to give Rider any more trouble than we already have. Paige gritted her teeth and folded her arms, giving Raven the filthiest look. Raven walked a path through her brother and sisters, and approached Rider. “Ready when you are. Paige is coming with us.” <3>
DarksiedtheLegend: -Rider would first nod before saying to Paige-(Rider)”It made be hard for you to grasp the situation but I am going to put simply…This is for your own safety for you see before the spider wars Butcher used to be a good man but after the spider wars it turned him to a real butcher… so get ready to go out, I am going to try and make your stay comfortable.” –Rider went to the door but before she turned the handle she turned her attention to the remaining children and Baldrick before saying to them-(Rider)”Don’t worry no one is going to bother you people not just because I live far from town but also because my Otyugh acts like a guard dog and also my occupation disgusts people so no bothersome salesman or busy bodies would bother coming here.” –Rider would turn the door handle and walked out of the door expecting that Raven and Paige would follow her as she walked slowly out through her little walkway would the Otyugh rushed out to meet her as she patted the Otyugh before saying to it-(Raven)”Don’t worry, I’ll be back soon just keep watch for now.” –As the Otyugh would go back to the backyard would Rider begin the long walk into town. Now the town is more or less a group of hastily made buildings which were made from either scraps of metal, stone, wood or some bricks. There were various different people, from merchants, tailors, black smiths, buyers, butchers not the butchers men but actual butchers and even travelling merchants. All these people seemed to be either heavily dressed and covered while others bared little clothing like the Black smith who wore no shirt but an apron that covered his legs and feet but his chest was filled with scars. The black smith seemed to be busy pounding away around at a piece of scrap metal in an attempt to make it something else. It seemed like the people around the town seemed to avoid Rider as she headed to one shop which had a sign titled “Down the drain” as Rider entered the shop. The shop was filled with clothing, masks, odd weapons, and even Otyugh pictures on the walls. Rider approached a man deep underneath a pile of cloths before saying-(Rider)”Snarl click hiss growl hiss.” –The man seemed to reply-(Owner)”Kik click clack clack click click kik ” –As Rider would nod before nodding again and searching through some of the clothes at the racks-
CharlotteCarrendar:- Leaving Baldrick behind with her brothers and sisters, who all were trying to find a place to sit, and wait for their kin to return, was rather hard on Raven, as she hated to see them all looking so very worried. Paige, was just disgusted to have to go out back into the tunnel, but Raven then gave her a very sharp look and a pinch. ” You keep quiet, and no more sulking, okay? We are in this together, and we need to help Rider, by not being suspicious. Paige rubbed the mark where she got pinched, but bit her tongue, rather than upset Rider and her Otyugh. Now on their way down the tunnel, they would soon come upon the town, well, what looked like a town, with makeshift shanties, made from all manner of discarded material, rocks and rubble. There were many people going about their lives, from all walks of life. Curious, Raven could not help but ogle some of them, in particular the Blacksmiths, in their aprons and covered in scars. ~CLANG…CLANG…CLANG~ The sound of the hammer hitting the metal, rang out over and above the voices of the town folk. Not much further along, they headed into a shop called “Down the Drain”, and Paige wrinkled up her nose as they went inside. Piles of clothes, masks, weapons and pictures on the walls of the Otyugh. Rider and the shop keep, who was actually under a pile of clothes, communicated using the clicks and growls, hisses and snarls. Raven and Paige kept quiet, and await Rider to tell them what to do, <3>
DarksiedtheLegend: -Rider would first wait for them to get closer before kneeling down to their level and whispering into their ears. –(River) Alright, find some suitable clothes and meet back with me while I talk with the owner at the back…Don’t approach any piles of clothes, some of the flush men sleep underneath them before riding out again…I am going to see about my pay check, remember no talking but if you have to make it in whispers. –Rider would approach another pile of clothes before just letting out a snarl as the pile of clothes would reply with a snarl as Rider would go behind the counter and head to the ladders climbing upwards to the second floor. While down below one of the piles of clothes would part ways and a man moved out of the piles of clothes as he yawns before walking out the door as Rider was somewhere upstairs talking with the manager about her salary for the month.-
CharlotteCarrendar: – Raven and Paige both nodded obediently to Rider, as she went to go upstairs and talk to the manager about her salary. The children were now left with the arduous task of finding clothing for 11 children and their grand father Baldrick. Advised not to talk, but whisper if they absolutely had to , Raven came up with a cunning idea. ~to mind of Paige~ “We should communicate the old fashioned way, mind to mind that way we stay silent and it sure as hell beats whispering, especially knowing you.” Paige made a face at Raven, making it very obvious, that now they would remain silent, refusing to speak unless it was by Rider herself. Starting to separate piles according to the sizes, Raven saw the one that..got away, making a bee line for the exit, before Raven could warn her Rider. This could be bad…very bad, if the one beneath the piles of clothes was a spy for the Butcher. <3>
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DarksiedtheLegend: -The flush man would yawn again as he went to one of the Otyugh’s out back as he then began his shift to explore the tunnels and probably find a place for the night while Rider would be making her way down the ladder and begun to approach another pile of clothes as she instead patted the clothes instead as something behind it would let out a simple growl to which Rider seemed to also let out a growl, Rider would look around for some of the materials at the store as she looked at some of the Otyugh pictures before going to the two girls as Rider knelled to their level again and whisper to their ears-(Rider)”So got the clothes yet?
CharlotteCarrendar: – Paige really wasn’t much help, being scared every time she touched a pile and it began to move. She actually had to be prompted by Raven, to take up cloth, and though Paige pulled some absolutely horrific faces, she did manage to get a good armful, as Raven had also been able to get a few robes, though tattered and well worn. Basically they were rags, but under the circumstances, it was pretty clear that these clothes, had in fact come from the drains. Everything down in the tunnels, was recycled waste and rubbish, that either came from the surface long ago, or was salvaged from the days of the Spider wars. When Rider bent down to whisper to Raven, she nodded quickly and instead of speaking, she simply held up her arms, filled with odd and mixed matched clothing. Her green eyes darted to Paige, to do the same and show her armful of cloth. Hopefully, it was enough. <3>
CharlotteCarrendar: – The children were all still dressed in their camoflauge clothing, with the emblem of the Arachnid, their creed, upon their lapels. Even though most were the children of Taru, many of them had different colour hair to the others, from the winter white of their mother, to the dark brown, of their uncles, the black of Charlotte, their aunt,and then Raven, whose hair was the same of that of her Grandmother, Lorelei. Raven was held in Baldrick’s arms, as she recovered from the draining of the black, which seeped into the murky waters. Was this a sign? Did the black, truly belong in this time, and not that of Nemeaus, the future? Raven was still clutching the staff, the amber stone, which was brightly illuminated, with the spider set inside, seemed to have darkened. Had the key become defunct here, and lost its magic as well? Baldrick gently patted his grand daughter’s cheek, as there was the sound of splashing. Heavy feet, something of great size was approaching. Trema tried to focus on something bulky, that seemed to be coming towards them. “There’s something down here….and I don’t think its the welcoming committe.”- Raven slowly started to open her eyes, and could see the stones, that had glowing rocks set into them. Like the glyphs of the tunnels to the train system, so to these rocks, threw off a similar type of light. “What happened?”- she asked, still groggy from her metamorphisis. Paige, who was back up againest the wall, slamming her small fists on it, turned and cried out. “My brothers and sisters are back there!…..I want to go back….We have to save them!”- But it was no use. The gate to the other side was closed. Baldrick set down Raven, whose boots went straight into the sludge. All the children, could then see and hear the beast and its rider that was approaching. Sound of running water, from many points, lead Baldrick to believe, that they were not just in some tunnels, but…a sewer. He suddenly got an errie feeling about all this, as he knew of the tunnels in Nixagris, but these tunnels, seemed to have been carved….long long before. The pounding of feet grew closer, and Balrick urged the children, all eleven of them, to get in behind him. Tor pointed “LOOK!”- all the other children gasped, when they saw the Otyugh. “And I thought Mom looked nasty in full form….woah.”- The rider then spoke ”BARK GROWL HISS BARK CLICK GROWL GROWL SNARL BARK SNARL HISS WHISTLE HISS CLICK CLACK.” All the children looked at each other, none recognising the sounds, or could even make heads or tails of what was said. Baldrick pursed his lips, then decided someone should speak. “Salutations. I am Baldrick Fitzgibbons. These are my grandchildren….forgive me for sounding stupid, but…where are we?” <3>
DarksiedtheLegend: -The rider had caught sight of eleven individuals, ten children and an old man then the old man stepped forward and introduced himself –(Baldrick)”Salutations. I am Baldrick Fitzgibbons. These are my grandchildren….forgive me for sounding stupid, but…where are we?” –When the rider heard the old man used that language it remember a language the rider hadn’t heard in awhile…the language of the up worlders, the surface dwellers and even the Lacardians. It made the rider smile behind its mask before it would smell sour apples coming from the Otyugh at which the rider patted the tentacle with eyes before replying to it softly-(Rider) Hisssss –The Otyugh seem to nod back at the rider before the rider shifted back its attention to the old man named Baldrick, as the rider thought of one thing excellent then the rider spoke as if it was trying to stop himself from using the usual animal noises.-(Rider)”Come,…. you will…. follow me….Not safe….down here…” –At the end of its sentence would the rider tapped gently on the head of the Otyugh at which the Otyugh would quickly pivot around so that it didn’t face them before walking forward in hopes that they were following its trail well not to close as it had an awful smell but it seemed like the rider was leading them somewhere but where no one truly no ones knows.-
CharlotteCarrendar: – Paige lowered her small fists, resting her head against the rock wall, not caring about the rider and the Otyugh, she wanted to go home. Paige was incredibly close to Seven and Luna, who had been left to fight Slenderman, in the tunnels below Lorewall. A single tear of frustration, ran down her small cheek. Two small knocks, her head on the rock, and she finally realised, that the only way back, was to follow along behind the others. Baldrick made the salute, his right arm crossing his chest diagonally, a slight bow from the waist, to show respect to the rider upon the Otyugh, and though he marvelled in the beast, and his strange speaking rider, he could not quite get over the foul stench that accompanied it. At first, the rider hissed, and the children all took a step back. Raven, who was trying to come around from being possessed by the black, stood alongside her grandfather. Raven looked remarkably like a child version of Lorelei herself. The children waited to see how the rider would speak back to Baldrick, and if it would be the variety of zoo like sounds, or maybe english. Thankfully, the rider, did speak English, saying in between pauses. Come,…. you will…. follow me….Not safe….down here…” Tor nodded to Mika and said, “Well, I agree with that. Come on.” Each of the children grabbed another’s hand, except Paige, who was not happy at all with their predicament. “Where are we going?” she asked, hoping Baldrick could shed some light. “That a way.”- Baldrick said simply, following along behind the Otyugh, and his rider. <3>
DarksiedtheLegend: -The Otyugh would make its way through the various tunnels filled with filthy black water and from time to time the Otyugh would pick up something up from the water then place the object into its mouth just as quickly as it grabbed it then one could hear the audible sounds of bone cracking inside the Otyugh’s mouth once the rider notice the Otyugh’s actions would the rider let out a laugh well some laughter with a mix of hack and coughing-(Rider) “Ha ha cough cough hack hack ha ha cough.”-The Otyugh seemed to have smiled after its meal before letting out an odor of wet fungus to which the rider scratched the head of the Otyugh before the eventual arriving of a place somewhere in the labyrinth of tunnels but somewhere that had the hustle and bustle of noises. They had arrived at the destination the rider was leading them to it seems that this place was filled with shanty houses, masked and hooded people, carts and open markets. One might consider this place a town center but in reality it’s just of the many trading outposts hidden around these tunnels but the rider had no intention of entering the hustle and bustle of this trading outpost but instead headed to one of the shanty houses before coming down from the Otyugh and almost letting it free to roam around the riders land as it waited next to a bucket to which the rider would the fill the bucket with water and bits and pieces of rotting fish. The Otyugh would then be contented to eat as the rider went into its home before stopping and waving them in as the rider waited outside by the door. If anyone were to enter through the door, one would notice various bits of wooden furniture well not well made furniture more like pieces of old wooden logs make shifted into a bed with a furs on it to be a mattress and blanket of sorts, a couple of wooden stools and a table with one leg missing.-
CharlotteCarrendar: – The tunnels were quite large, like that of a subway tunnel, carved in such a manner, it was as though it had been drilled out by something very large, or done by many many workers. The scale was enormous, and this had the children intrigued, as it varied greatly to the train tunnels on the other side of the gate. Baldrick tried to make sure, that all the children were keeping up, and the only one straggling along behind was Paige. Tor glanced back at Paige, and said. “Come on, you don’t want to be left behind.”- Something in the water, brushed past Paige’s leg, and she let out a shriek of surprise, and took three strides, trying to get away from it. “Eeek. There are things in here…I think it had claws, something scratched me.” Jira reached out for Paige’s hand, which she latched onto, and he helped her up to a higher part of the water line. Raven wanted to get closer to the Otyugh, but then, it ate something out of the water, and you could hear the crackle of bones, and chomping down. Shortly after which, it released a rather bad smell, like the odour of wet fungus. Blinking in surprise, she grimaced and fell back with the pack, not liking being at the rear end of the Otyugh much at all now. It was just on a bit further, when they could see what appeared to a village of sorts. Ramshackle homesteads, roughly made. If you could imagine a shanty town, where the populace was dressed all the same. Hooded beings, that wore masks, as if to hide their identities. Now, this was not lost upon Baldrick, who did happen to recall, Darksied, from his final moments at the End of Days, and he wore a mask and hooded cloak, very similar. “Hmmm” he murmured, as the Otyugh, approached a small dwelling, to the side of the rest of the houses. With the Oytugh now feeding on a bucket of murky water, and…odd bits, the rider, led them into the small home, which was sparsely furnished, with crafted pieces of timber logs, fashioned into a bed, a few wooden stools, and a table with three legs only. The children barely were able to squeeze in, however, none wanted to be left outside with the Oytugh. Baldrick piped up “Lovely home, did…you decorate it yourself?” <3>
DarksiedtheLegend: -After all had enter the rider’s house would the rider then shut the door before replying to the question asked by Baldrick.-(Rider)”Well if you consider scavenging as decorating then yes I did.” –The rider would let them wonder with their thoughts for a moment before making them realize the sudden truth that the rider can speak full sentences without the need of stopping every so often. As the rider would remove its witches hat to reveal its long black hair then reverting to its more usual feminine voice as if to point out the obvious that it was a woman not a man-(Rider)”You lot do know that your language and mannerisms is a dead giveaway that you used to live on the surface of this place. But seriously you don’t know where you are….and I thought most of the surface dwellers left on those big ships so the tunnels were locked down or up can’t tell anymore.” –The rider would move her way through the children before laying down on the bed as she continued to speak while resting her head upon the furs.-(Rider)”I mean seriously you surface dwellers have no idea what anyone else might have done if they have caught a glance of you lot….sure one of you is an old man and the rest are children but still they could have….Wait a minute!” –The rider would sit up on her bed to see these children and their grandfather was it? Before asking the question that was on the rider’s mind-(Rider)”How did you lot survive the bombings? Most of the tunnels were sealed off and those surface dweller who lived are either meat or slaves…. Were are my manners…Umm my name is…”-The rider would pause to ponder whether or not to tell these lot her name before deciding to just give her occupation-(Rider)”You may just call me rider…cause I don’t want you lot to start using my name otherwise it won’t be just you lot that goes to the butcher but me as well…..now care for some water…..well clean drinkable water?”.
CharlotteCarrendar: – Now to the gathered children, they were only about 12 years old. To some, that is a fair age, but in the world of Nemaues, it was not quite a half of the age of the nation itself. Thirty years ago, the people of Lacardis were foretold of the End of days. The beginning of the end of Lacardis. Charlotte, who was herself a teenager at the time, all of fifteen years of age, was told by Captain, to lead the people to safety, after the nation had been rocked by the plagues, and the bombing, caused by the Marquis. Thirty years ago…millions of people were evacuated to the massive ships of the fleet of Captain, to take them to space, and rescue them all from certain death. The children that stood in the cabin now, knew very little about the world of Lacardis, only the tales of their teachers, and how it was once goverened, by their grandmother, Lorelei, and their aunt and Mother, Charlotte. But there was one man in that ramshackle hut, who was there, at the end. At the end of days, he was left behind, alone in the hall of the government, in Arachne. He was old, frail, riddled with disease, and holding in his hands, the skull of his adored Lorelei, who had died fifteen years before. When Rider spoke of the surface dwellers, leaving on big ships and the talk of bombings, that trapped many beneath the surface, it jogged something in Baldrick’s memory. The children all appeared bewildered, and somewhat frightened, as she spoke of the surface dwellers becoming slaves and meat for the butchers. Raven took a moment, to look up at her grandfather, who had the face of a man, who had just seen a ghost. But it was not what he saw, but what he felt, as the memories, started to play back, of the disasters that befell Lacardis in its final days. Had it not been for Darksied and his followers, Baldrick would have died in the rubble of the Meeting hall of Arachne. Raven tugged at his shirt, and asked. “What’s wrong? What does she mean by surface dwellers? The gate was sup-post to take us to freedom? Is that not what this is?” So innocent, so young. She had no idea, she had brought them, to hell itself. Panting, twice, as though he had just lost all his breath, he asked the question, that he already knew the answer to. “We are beneath…the nation that was consumed by fire and the waves. I never thought I would return….here. Rider….is this the world beneath Lacardis?”- All the children started to murmur amongst themselves, waiting to hear, if it were true. That the world lost to the people of Lacardis, had risen from the sea. <3>
DarksiedtheLegend: -When rider saw how they suddenly became confused and bewildered would the old man or their grandfather so to speak, Rider herself doesn’t know if the man posing as their grandfather is their grandfather but anyway when Baldrick said-(Baldrick)” We are beneath…the nation that was consumed by fire and the waves. I never thought I would return….here. Rider….is this the world beneath Lacardis?” –As Rider was about to respond by impulse would she stop and realize he said return here… Now that’s a shocker for her, it might have been a minute as she processed those two words return here before saying.- (Rider)”Well kind of…it’s the sewers. You are not here after the bombing were you?… I am going to ask you a couple of simple questions….Are you a part of the butcher’s men? Or are you an escaped meat or slave?.” –Rider waited patiently to hear their answer as if to cure her own curiosity and fear while the Otyugh was busy eating and drinking its meal while keeping a watchful eye at the front of the house of rider.-
Roleplay Live : Group : Carrendar DynastyNew Forum Series : Dead Nation
The Otyugh
Players:
DarksiedTheLegend
CharlotteCarrendar
DarksiedtheLegend: -At the underground tunnels of Nixagris the old man called the translator was dressed in a grey robes and hood as he played a strange game of chess with unusual playing pieces and it seems to be playing with a heavily bandaged man as soon as the translator made his first move would the heavily bandaged man just replied with a move of his own as translator looked at the chess board before speaking his mind-(Translator)”Ahh yes a great move hmmm I wonder why the up worlders looked down upon us? Why they chase us? Why they forced our ancestors to flee into the darkness? But most importantly why did our ancestors so willingly embraced the darkness…Maybe we will never know but I pity the up worlders for their piety prejudice and their xenophobia…my move.” –The translator would place his next piece on the board before the heavily bandaged man would ponder for a moment then he moved a piece as translator would speak his mind again.-(Translator)”It’s almost shocking how many of us are still there, almost like our grandmaster knew something big was coming and made those sturdy tunnels. Almost seems like a waste leaving that place to that man….I mean we could have named anyone to protect those tunnels why did we had to pick him, the craziest one…Did you really believe that would change his personality well Darksied.” –The heavily bandaged man was Darksied the carpenter of Lacardis but then the translator would quickly reply back.-(Translator)”I forgot you can’t speak when you become this thing….So we continue this game again next night.”-Darksied would nod his head before returning to the lake of the black liquid. Now back at the tunnels of Lacardis it was deep, dark and spooking in its silence but when the children came here it sprung to life with them splashing in the filthy water but yet one should always question where one is before asking are we alone here? The tunnels of this place heavily constructed by the union of old workers so there was no light done there or at least none that was lit by electricity for if one were to question how these tunnels even have any light one would need to look at the stones of this tunnel very for if one looks close enough they might see a few glow stones embedded within the stones. But the sounds of the suddenly splashing seems to have awoke something deep beneath in these tunnels. –
CharlotteCarrendar:- Baldrick stumbled, as he held Trema’s hand, the dark watery sludge, making it hard to guage what he was truly standing on, and how deep it would be. The other children of Taru, had made it through the gate, including Paige, daughter of Charlotte. The only child of the former Prime Minister, to make it. In a tight group, all holding hands, was Zutos, Trena, Naza, Jira, Cera, Tor, Izara, Bela, and Mika. Raven, was the last to enter, and she gave her siblings a terrible fright, to see how much the Black had effected her. So much larger, and morphed into the Arachnid beast of the Chosen, her hair was still as vibrant as that of her grandmother, but her entire body was black, and she had the full arachnid body, thorax and eight large legs, that sunk into the murky waters of the tunnel. The aura that had her bound, was pulsating as if it were alive. But as she stood within the murky waters, the black seemed to draw away from her, seeping into the very ground, and having her float back down, changing her form of that of the bipedal Bebilith child. The black seemed to melt from her skin, revealing the usual alabaster tone, in the human like appearance. Still holding onto the staff, with the tiny spider trapped inside the gem centre piece, she collapsed into the waters, as the gate behind her….closed. Baldrick ran through the waters, sloshing everywhere, and scooped her up in his arms, taking her free from what would have been a nasty wash. “Raven…speak to me.” The other children were using their night vision ability, to scan the tunnels. Tor, one of the boys said. “I think I liked Lorewall, better than this. How…how do we get back, Grandfather?” -he asked, as the other children all asked the same. Baldrick tried to see, but could only make out the glowing stones in the some of the rock around him. “I have a funny feeling, this isn’t lorewall….I don’t know where are…only Raven would know.”- It was then they heard sudden splashing, like something within the waters…had just woken up. “Oh shit…” Cera said, with a frightened tone. <3>
DarksiedtheLegend: -The children were right to be afraid and in more or less sense their splashing in the water did woke something up but to some this creature they woke up is one of the many secrets that kept the tunnels clean, make no mistake while the ancient Lacardian citizen had a toilet and a sewer system it did not have a functional sewer cleaning system so ages of filths could instantly pile up and then spread disease and infestation on a wide scale level but yet it didn’t happen realistically it should have happen but this where Darksied and translators old grandmaster had an idea to form certain groups to clean the sewer system of its septic tanks and cesspools these men would eventually be called the flusher men those who would navigate the labyrinth of sewers and clean the filth but even though they cleaned the filth they would eventually get sick of the work due to the rotting smell of disgusting filth and in some cases die because of the sheer number of waste but these flusher men aren’t the secret for the secret was the beast the flusher men are now riding. This creature was being rode by one such member of the flusher men dressed in a black hood, black gloves, black boots, a black witches hats and a mask that hid its face and head well except for his glowing red eyes but the weird part was the creature he was riding on it was strange creature for it had three elephant type feet, moving up wards to its body would one notice its body contains a large grinning mouth full of fangs but then something swerved in front of its mouth, a large tentacle seem to pass its mouth but at the end of its tentacle was a set of sharp spikes then another one passed its mouth it seems it has two arm like tentacles but if one were to look at the rider they would notice he is on top of the creature riding in on a basket saddle but then a third tentacle would approach the rider on his left side before the rider turned to see the third tentacle which the third tentacle would open its hidden eyes before blinking at the rider. This strange creature was the filth eater of Lacardis or better known as the Otyugh but it seems like they both heard the splashing and made their way to the children. As they got closer and closer, the pounding of its feet against the ground rumbled through out the tunnels even its heavy splashing made it apparent that it was coming but when it got close enough to the children and Baldrick would the Otyugh stop and let the rider spoke but the riders language was confusing. Hear for yourself and see if you can decipher what its saying.-(Rider)”BARK GROWL HISS BARK CLICK GROWL GROWL SNARL BARK SNARL HISS WHISTLE HISS CLICK CLACK.”-The rider seems to wait for response to his unusual language of animal sounds before patting the head of the Otyugh.-
They are everywhere… in every county, state and suburb… they are the hidden menace that lurks in the backwaters of nations…. Bogans…
Just a few things…
They are also known as * Chav (England) * Dres (Poland) * Ned (Scotland) * Scanger (Ireland) * White Trash (United States and Canada) * Skid (United States and Canada) * Bogan (Australia and NZ) * Redneck * westie (Australia & NZ) * gogan (goth/bogan combination) * wigger * Trailer Park Boys (Canada) * yobbo – hehe Yobbo (also Australian) * Gronk
Well he’s the king of fashion in his neighborhood,
With his ripped blue jeans and a flannel shirt.
A well kept mullet and a packet of smokes,
His mates will all tell ya he’s a real top bloke.
His real name is Barry, but his mates call him Bazza.
And his girlfriend’s name is Sharon, but you can just call her Shazza.
Real top Sheila, real top sort,
She’ll even change your stubby while your watching sport.
But don’t victimize him for his way of life,
He’s sick and tired of hearing people say…
Nobody likes, nobody likes, nobody likes a bogan.
Nobody likes, nobody likes, nobody likes a bogan.
He drives a VK Commodore with alloy wheels,
With a home made spoiler made from crappy steel.
Pair of fluffy dice and all the other toys,
But his No Fear sticker is his pride and joy.
Saturday night the boys hit town.
Yeah they’re cruising the streets with their windows down.
Put on some Barnsey and they’re on their way,
You’ll hear the car com’n from a mile away.
But don’t victimize him for his way of life,
He’s sick and tired of hearing people say…
Nobody likes, nobody likes, nobody likes a bogan.
Nobody likes, nobody likes, nobody likes a bogan.
Nobody likes, nobody likes, nobody likes a bogan.
Nobody likes, nobody likes, nobody likes a bogan.
Nobody likes, nobody likes, nobody likes a bogan.
Nobody likes, nobody likes, nobody likes a bogan.