Channelknight Fadran Posted January 25, 2022 Posted January 25, 2022 "Into the mines it is, then." The guard wrote a note a ledger then handed it to her. "Follow the signs. If you try anything funny we'll throw you into the dungeons."
Fallapede Posted January 25, 2022 Posted January 25, 2022 "Understood." Night's Blossom felt another spike of fear, but forcefully shoved it down. "I assume there will be an active lack of care for our lives and wellbeings?"
Channelknight Fadran Posted January 25, 2022 Posted January 25, 2022 "Yeah. Be sure to sign the safety and regulations form." It was blank.
Zephrun’s Imperium they/he Posted January 25, 2022 Author Posted January 25, 2022 Quote Is Elgiloy there?
Channelknight Fadran Posted January 25, 2022 Posted January 25, 2022 Quote He might be overseeing the general crowd, I guess
The Ward's Guard he/him Posted January 25, 2022 Posted January 25, 2022 On 1/24/2022 at 7:28 AM, Zephrun's Imperium said: You will never be free, she thought to the creature, struggling only slightly to keep her hold. You are mine. But if you obey me... A grating growl escaped the creature as it glared at Star. it had forged itself for the purpose of killing her kind. If she meant to hold it back, then it couldn't follow her. The living weapon's struggling slowed, as it waited for Star's attention to be turned away from it.
Fallapede Posted January 26, 2022 Posted January 26, 2022 2 hours ago, Channelknight Fadran said: "Yeah. Be sure to sign the safety and regulations form." It was blank. Night's Blossom dutifully signed her name. "Is there anything else, or am I permitted to continue to my endless, miserable toil?"
Channelknight Fadran Posted January 26, 2022 Posted January 26, 2022 The guard held up a long, jagged needle. "Where would you like this to go?"
Channelknight Fadran Posted January 26, 2022 Posted January 26, 2022 "Alright." Apparently he was in a good mood--or maybe he was just bored--because he actually did only jab the needle into her left. Quote He's kinda injecting her with a tracking poison thingie. Basically it hurts an awful lot more than just a needle
Fallapede Posted January 26, 2022 Posted January 26, 2022 Even as her entire world bloomed with pain, Night's Blossom refused to give an inch. Through a supreme effort of will, she managed to remain upright, slowly choking out, "Will that be all?"
Channelknight Fadran Posted January 26, 2022 Posted January 26, 2022 The guard seemed impressed. "Sure. Give it a few minutes; you'll feel it tugging at you towards where you'll be staying for the rest of your life."
Fallapede Posted January 26, 2022 Posted January 26, 2022 She could already feel the tug of the poison weakly pulling at her, and Night's Blossom saw no value in waiting, though her body was still raw with agony. With a nod to the guard, she followed the faint pull.
The Ward's Guard he/him Posted January 30, 2022 Posted January 30, 2022 (edited) Quote Should we tell @The Unknown Aon that we're literally waiting just on them? @The Unknown Aon Edited January 30, 2022 by The Ward's Guard
The Unknown Medallion he/him Posted January 30, 2022 Posted January 30, 2022 Quote Sorry. "Her name is Grace. And more to the point, she's an ennuler."
xinoehp512 he/him Posted January 31, 2022 Posted January 31, 2022 On 1/24/2022 at 10:59 PM, The Unknown Aon said: Watcher, rather timidly, spoke up. "Wh-what is your name?" Do to her flat nature, it is clear she is talking to Grace. On 1/25/2022 at 7:23 AM, xinoehp512 said: "Grace," replied the ennuller succinctly. @The Unknown Aon Quote Me too @The Unknown Aon
Zephrun’s Imperium they/he Posted January 31, 2022 Author Posted January 31, 2022 (edited) On 1/30/2022 at 5:35 PM, The Unknown Aon said: "Her name is Grace. And more to the point, she's an ennuler." Star’s brow furrowed, her eyes hardening. “What do the mimes want with me?” @The Unknown Aon Edited February 1, 2022 by Zephrun's Imperium
The Unknown Medallion he/him Posted February 6, 2022 Posted February 6, 2022 "I don't know. I could take you to them if you wish. Or them to you." Watcher, if I say so,take the mimes here immediately.
Zephrun’s Imperium they/he Posted February 6, 2022 Author Posted February 6, 2022 “I want nothing to do with those creatures,” Star said.
The Unknown Medallion he/him Posted February 6, 2022 Posted February 6, 2022 "As you wish." He walked a few steps, stopped,then thought Bring them, then continued walking. Meanwhile Watcher turned to Grace once again. "One of them is in the hall. I could take you there."
Zephrun’s Imperium they/he Posted February 6, 2022 Author Posted February 6, 2022 (edited) Star rolled her eyes, watching Blade walk away. She was still wearing the 1950's poodle skirt, but that didn't seem to fit her mood anymore. No, she needed something more... dark. And powerful. As she breathed in, her green poodle skirt melted away, changing into a much shorter, tighter, purple one lined with gold to match her hair. It came down to midthigh, a bit of skin visible between it and the thigh-high, heeled leather boots that now adorned her legs. Her bun fell apart, locks of hair cascading down to now-bare shoulders, a heavy iron crown sitting atop her head. And her shirt morphed into a leather bodysuit, more gold lining falling into place. Finally, a red cape with a gold clasp fell around her body. Yes, that was much better. She turned to the creature beside her. It looked very zombie-like, pieces of skin blackened as if badly burned, lips almost nonexistent, exposing sharp teeth. "What do you think? Better outfit?" she asked the thing. @The Ward's Guard Quote This is about how I imagined Star's outfit, except Star is wearing a full red cape with it instead of a gossamer purple one. And of course the iconic crown. Edited February 6, 2022 by Zephrun's Imperium 1
The Ward's Guard he/him Posted February 6, 2022 Posted February 6, 2022 7 minutes ago, Zephrun's Imperium said: Star rolled her eyes, watching Blade walk away. She was still wearing the 1950's poodle skirt, but that didn't seem to fit her mood anymore. No, she needed something more... dark. And powerful. As she breathed in, her green poodle skirt melted away, changing into a much shorter, tighter, purple one lined with gold to match her hair. It came down to midthigh, a bit of skin visible between it and the thigh-high, heeled leather boots that now adorned her legs. Her bun fell apart, locks of hair cascading down to now-bare shoulders, a heavy iron crown sitting atop her head. And her shirt morphed into a leather bodysuit, more gold lining falling into place. Finally, a red cape with a gold clasp fell around her body. Yes, that was much better. She turned to the creature beside her. It looked very zombie-like, pieces of skin blackened as if badly burned, lips almost nonexistent, exposing sharp teeth. "What do you think? Better outfit?" she asked the thing. @The Ward's Guard The decaying monstrosity, now allowing the withering away to take affect since t didn't need to disguise itself, made an odd noise in its throat. It could be compared to a scoff, if one ignore the unmistakable sound of the tearing of flesh. The creature obviously despised every part of the Narrator, and it didn't bother to hide it.
Zephrun’s Imperium they/he Posted February 6, 2022 Author Posted February 6, 2022 "Oh, please." She threw back her cape, legs crossed on the stool, posture as perfect as it could be. "I'm the most beautiful of this lot, even you can tell that much."
The Ward's Guard he/him Posted February 6, 2022 Posted February 6, 2022 Beauty . . . It had known what that was, once. It leaped to its feat, disregarding the thought without a moment's hesitation. It felt a desire to move, to escape the hall of Narrators before something descendes upon it. But it was held by a chain. The creature stared at Star, its face passive while a sense of frustration was set on its mind.
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