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Post by Kainus Maximus on Nov 4, 2007 2:00:52 GMT -5
"Oi was a sailor!" Brudo said with a heavy laguh. "Twas the ships' cook and extra man'atarms the captain'd call us. Oi could fry a bass to such schucculence, it'd knock yo socks off *hic*" Brudo said as he downed another glass of wine.
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Post by Teh Donut on Nov 5, 2007 4:46:07 GMT -5
(Right-o, better enter before things go too far...)
"Where have you gone, oh great slayer of daimons? Do you not wish to end this 'blight upon the world'?" the voice called out to its prey, taunting it, daring it.
The large demon upon which the voice's owner rode snorted, as much in annoyance at the useless chatter in its ear as to get rid of the stench of human that clogged its nostrils; his summoner was rank with it, making it hard to find his prey, yet he couldn't just kill him without causing significant harm to himself. Thus, the goat-headed demon effortlessly toppled another wall, patiently, methodically searching through the rubble of the city block.
Don knew he was out of his league; he knew there was a slim chance of him even being able to run away, much less defeat the creature. Baphomet was no mere minor demon to be dispatched through minor means...not to mention, its summoning...
As it was, he crouched behind a ruined desk just yards from the beast's feet, if one used the term loosely. Gazing about, he summed up his situation. He had long since lost his coat, and the shirt he was wearing was rags enough to consider useless. his right arm was numb, though he found he could still (erratically) move it, it hurt to put any pressure on his right leg or so much as open his bloody right eye. He was in the middle of a debris-strewn area, with few places left to hide and nowhere to run, and he was facing one of the most powerful known demons.
Yes, death was certain, only he had the power of how.
Armed with that, he jumped out from behind his feeble cover and latched onto a patch of the scruffy-haired goat leg of the demon with his good arm as it passed, then gaining a quick foothold and vaulting himself upward in time to miss a clawed swat at the assaulting pest. Finding himself about the demon's waist, Don swung down a bit, under another swat, before using his sheer strength to fling himself upwards, latching onto one of the demon's horns as he passed and using it as a fulcrum of sorts as he levered himself back down, feet first, towards the demon's summoner and dislodged him, sending both humans towards the ground.
The summoner landed first, and Don had his hand balled into a fist, the black lightning danching about as it enveloped his arm like a gauntlet, ready to drive through his opponent's head and into the ground...
...until he was yanked backwards as an oversized claw grabbed onto his legs. Then another grabbed onto his upper torso, and he began to feel a sharp pain, like being laid along a tightening rack...and thus was the last thing Don remembered as his world faded to black nothingness.
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Post by CHANGEME on Nov 6, 2007 14:19:31 GMT -5
(=D! Don!)
"You're welcome." True smiled enigmatically at Velia before pounding her chest with one clean, un-scarred fist and announcing to no one:
"I'm not dead!" She assured proudly. "If I were dead, I'd know. I was gonna get run over by a subway! And getting run over..." The alien trailed off, spying the delectable-laden table hardly a few yards away.
"...Usually ...equals flat. Look at all the food over there. Why is all the food unguarded? Is it poisonously delicious?"
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Post by Giant Brother on Nov 7, 2007 20:50:32 GMT -5
"We... never really know where we belong until we get there." Jake said to Velia. Again astonishing Cassandra, who was now listening in, by using his second complete sentance in a day. He then looked back at Nayra. "And... What I mean is..." He shot a glance toward Cassandra. "My friend and I... were at an armed robbery..."
Cassandra noted Jake regressing again, so she piped up. "We were pretty much going to be executed, but then..." She waved to their surroundings. "We're here."
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Post by Oathkeeper on Nov 7, 2007 23:32:23 GMT -5
Dominic laughed and put an arm around the drunk. "Well you old seadog, lets grab some food and swap stories." He laughed and wheeled Brudo down the table to the longer lasting foods. "My name is Dominic by the way."
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Post by Teh Donut on Nov 11, 2007 7:11:42 GMT -5
(Aye, Don. =D)
And thus the pain never came, yet he stood there, waiting for it to come. Eventually it would. It had to. But...standing?
Slowly, Don opened his eyes- he didn't remember having closed them in the first place- but closed them again at the sight: so many people, all in fancy-enough dress. Why? He knew he wasn't dead, or thought he did; Don still remembered what the fires of Hell felt like against his neck, the possession being as close as he thought anyone could come to actual death, and this felt too, well, "human" to be heaven.
Then again, he should have been split in half and eaten, yet here he was, standing in his fancy slacks and- Wait, slacks?
Don opened his eyes again, his senses not so offended by the unexpected appearance of such a numerous swarm of people this time, and looked down to examine himself. Not only did he have on a spiffy clean and pressed pair of black slacks, but somehow he found himself in a comfortable midnight blue silk shirt, complimented with a black velvet dinner jacket. Feeling something else wasn't right, he reached up with a hand; sure enough, his normally shaggy hair was neatly combed and straightened.
Weird, an afterlife dinner party? Not possible.
He shook his head to clear it, simultaneously withdrawing his hand. Alone in the throng of people, he wandered about, moving wherever the collective whims of the crowd directed he could go, all the while trying to get a fix on his surroundings. He always felt unbelievably vulnerable in such odd places...
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Post by Ninmast on Nov 11, 2007 15:57:13 GMT -5
Nayra had just moved to answer Jake when the entire assembly hushed and all attention seemed to become focused on the stage at the front of the room. Behind the stage, a massive royal crest decorated the wall.
A tall, handsome man in a blue uniform with the same crest found on the wall stepped crisply onto the stage, the clipping of his boots the only sound. He took a moment to brush shoulder-length hair from his eyes and actually seemed to look at the group specifically before speaking.
"Greetings to you all in the name of the Songbird! You have all come here to witness the returning of not just my beloved, but yours, as well. Your queen left for the Songbird two weeks ago, and it was by my oracle's decree that she would return tonight.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, we are now no more than a few scant hours away from the return of my beautiful wife, and your wise and gentle queen. Upon her return, we will be prepared to embark upon a journey toward eternal peace and prosperity, the likes of which has not been seen since the beginning of time! Rejoice, for you stand at the door of destiny!"
As soon as the cheering died down, he spoke again. "But please, do not hesitate to enjoy yourselves in the meantime. This is a joyous celebration for the return of our Queen! Honor her with your joy! Partake of the finest food and drink your kingdom has to offer you, dance to the finest music from the finest musicians! And please, if any of you wish to speak with me, do not hesitate to come to me. For now, there are some things I need to take care of. I shan't take your ears from the band any longer." He bowed to the audience and stepped down into the crowd as the music started up again.
Though he was lost in the crowd as soon as he left the stage, it was only a matter of moments before he emerged again before the group, smiling widely. "Oh, you made it! I am so glad to see you all! I feared after the stories of my demise began to circulate, you would all leave and miss out on the occassion."
It would seem he knew them from some previous encounter, even though they had just "arrived."
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Post by Oathkeeper on Nov 11, 2007 22:17:27 GMT -5
Dominic spun around to the talking man. He grabbed his shoulder and shoved him so that the man was facing Dominic. "Who the hell are you?" He said with a jab of his finger. "Why are we here?" He said with another jab. "How did we get these fancy clothes? Where is my weapons? What gives you the right to declare me as your subject?" Dominic asked, each question followed by a finger jab. He took a deep breath, and continued. "I am a free man, a sailor who lives on the open. My rulers are the gods of the seas, and the waves themselves."
He brushed his hair back from his face, and out from his eyes. He reached into a pocket, dumbstruck at managing to find a black ribbon in it. He tied his hair back from his face, and examined the man. "Who.. Are... Please do not tell me you are one of the gods." Dominic said, slightly paler. "Calypso? Poseiden, Loki possibly?"
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Post by Ninmast on Nov 11, 2007 22:47:46 GMT -5
The man frowned in disappointment. "Oh yes, forgive me ... you told me this difficulty might occur ... You've forgotten who I was." He banished the frown from his face and gave them a wide smile. "I am King Jefinot Reolius Mannor XVI, Monarch of the Golden Kingdom of Veshet. I believe you became comfortable with just calling me, 'Jef.'"
He looked toward Dominic as he spoke of curses and sighed. "I take it, then, that you have had no more luck in finding out the cause of your dilemma? I am sorry. I have had my oracles working on it since I returned, but they have yet to turn up any results. As I promised, I will let you know as soon as I hear anything."
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Post by Oathkeeper on Nov 11, 2007 23:05:28 GMT -5
Dominic blinked at the quick introduction. "The who whatey of the golden what?" He hubbed his tempples trying to understand. "Allright... slow it down, re-explain that, and tell me where we met, okay? Okay." He stopped rubbing his temples and sighed. "So you are not one of the gods thankfully, and we are supposed to call you Jeff?"
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Post by Giant Brother on Nov 12, 2007 19:10:29 GMT -5
Cassandra leaned next to Jake. "Do... you ever get that feeling that we walked partway into something we know nothing about?" She whispered. However, she got no answer. The girl eventually looked at her friend and figured out why, Jake was completely enraptured by Nayra. Cassandra calmly took one hand, placed it on top of Jake's head, and swivled it around so that it was facing the King.
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Post by CHANGEME on Nov 15, 2007 2:41:24 GMT -5
True allowed herself a rudely audible snort at Dominic's conduct, but said nothing, flicking her gaze about to gauge the "Big People"'s reactions.
Upon gathering nothing useful, she prodded her bellyskin again, as if checking to see if it was still there. Some odd confidence restored by the affirmation, she squared her posture, flicking her combed hair assertively, and, as a weak after-thought, raising her hand.
"Mister King Lord Jefinson, sir, may I inquire as to the reason why we are not very dead and horribly mangled?"
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Post by Ninmast on Nov 15, 2007 19:34:04 GMT -5
"Uh, Jefinot, child," he corrected, a bit confused by the form of address. "My name is Jefinot. Not Lord Jefin's Son. As for the second question, my Oracles have been meditating on that question, as well. All they have been able to come up with is that it must have somehow been the will of the Songbird that you be brought here, and it must have some sort of plan, some sort of intention for you. But we covered that before. Have you truly forgotten everything that has happened?"
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Post by Giant Brother on Nov 15, 2007 19:44:14 GMT -5
"Appearantly so." Jake said with a surprisingly curt tone. The alien started looking around calmly.
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Post by Oathkeeper on Nov 16, 2007 0:12:17 GMT -5
"I have never seen you before, so how could I have even remembered talking to you?" Dominic said rubbing his neck. "Last I remember was lauguhing while a cannonball was flying right at my head... Do you know what happened to my crew? They were on a ship called the Lucifer. I bought it Greece. The neame means Light-Bringer in Latin I believe."
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