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Post by Chamil on Apr 21, 2018 16:54:09 GMT -6
INN AND OUT CHAMIL'S PL: 16,000
Chamil was beginning some investigations in the North. Usually she'd be all fine and dandy on the streets or sleeping in the wilds- but there was only one problem with that now. The northern lands were unbearably cold, chilling the cold-hearted demon to the bone, even with her black pelt and jacket wrapped around her form. As such, sleeping on a bench was out of the question. Luckily, with her... limited amount of money, the zoanthrope hybrid managed to shell out enough cash to buy herself a room at the Rockquette Sun Stop- a four-star inn that sat on the jagged, cliff-ridden southern side of the Northern Capitol.
It was tucked away in a crescent-shaped cliff edge with miniature homes spread out along the edge and a low-rise reception area almost lost in a miniature jungle of exotic shrubs and flowers that grew still in the cold lands. There was a doughnut-shaped swimming pool on the floor below the lobby with a bar in the inner ring and stools poking up just above the level of the water. The whole place seemed to be asleep. This was certainly true of the few guests Chamil could see, lying motionless on sun beds. She took a slow breath in, and for once, a genuine smile crept across her usually solemn face. Finally, some peace of quiet, and peace of mind.
Currently the zoan was garbed in a recently purchased black-hued Bandeau swimsuit, head half-submerged in the heated waters of the hot-tub beside the public pool. It was late now and the sun was all but set, so most of the children that had been wreaking havoc in the water with their floaties and squirt guns were being tucked into bed, save for a few drying off in the corner for now. Chamil opened one eye to see some more athetic looking aquatic zoans seemingly swimming laps, likely for some sort of competition. But aside from the occasional splash of one of them resurfacing, all was quiet in the lower levels of the hotel.
Chamil's content smile drifted to a frown within a few moments, though. She had never been this undisturbed and calm for this long. Something was bound to go wrong.
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Post by Om-Yogu on Apr 21, 2018 18:18:00 GMT -6
INN AND OUT
Yogu strutted down the sidewalk, looking around the town. It was certainly different from the usual peace and quiet of Satan Town. " Man! There are so many cool things to do around here! I'm so happy I finally left that dumb old town!" Yogu spotted a particularly fancy looking building, so he stepped out of the crowded sidewalk and into the doorway of the quite nice restaurant. The Teenager look very out of place, he smelled, was covered from head to toe in cuts and bruises, and his dirty clothes made him stick out even more! Unaware of the fact he was blocking the doorway, Yogu checks his wallet. " WHAT?! How could I have spent that much already? I've barely been in this town!" Yogu stepped back into the crowded city sidewalks and continued his walk around. " Well, it looks like I'm gonna have to stick to being cheap food-wise. If the rest of the guys were here then we could probably afford something like that. Oh well." Yogu then continued exploring North City's streets, he got dinner from a cheap diner, played games at an Arcade, Yogu just did what he would usually do when he's poor. By the time he had left the Arcade, the sun had begun to set. " Well... Looks like I'll have to find a hotel or something. I can't go sleeping on the streets, that would make the gang look weak! Even if they're all the way in Satan City I can't make us look bad! In fact, I should stay at some super fancy 5-Star Hotel!" Yogu couldn't sleep in a 5-Star Hotel. In fact, every single one was too expensive or kicked him out after a few minutes of causing a ruckus. " Fine! I guess I won't be staying in a 5-Star Hotel... Damn it! Why can't fancy hotels be cheap..." Yogu went back to wandering around the town until he walked into a hotel a couple of townsfolk had told him was nice. " The Rockquette Sun Stop, huh? I guess I should get a room then." After a few minutes, he had gotten himself a room. The young gangster unpacked his things and flopped onto the comfy bed. " Well, time to sleep! ... But then again, I heard this place had a pool... It would be nice to relax and not have to worry about being on the run!" Yogu looked at the things he had quickly packed before running out of town. There was no swimsuit in sight. " Hmm... Oh well! I Guess I'll have to improvise!" Yogu runs into the room with the doughnut-shaped pool, fully clothed, and jumps in, causing a big splash! " WOOHOO!" Yogu splashes around in the pool for a bit, before climbing out of the pool. " Now it's time for a nice relaxing stay in the hot tub-" Yogu then spotted some weird looking Goat Zoan. He points at the Goat, " Woah! I've never seen a Zoan so weird before! Hey lady! Are you some sorta monster or something?" The quite tactless Yogu climbs into the hot tub, trying to start a conversation with the Zoan Demon. |
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Post by Davis & Azazel on Apr 21, 2018 18:33:54 GMT -6
The one thing about the demon realm that Azazel loved, was the fact that it was almost never cold… Unless you went up north, and that was your fault if ya did go. Of course, he never followed that advice and freezing every part of this body of his to the core. Of course, he wouldn’t just head into any old place to try and warm up, no, he was a demon with standards and the cash to back it. He was wearing his tank top, sweatpants, tennis shoe combo that really didn't help with cold weather.
So, the demon went out, looking everywhere for a decent hotel, a restaurant, anything open… But he found none in the main city. He was beginning to lose feeling in his toes, and fingers. He then spotted it in the distance, heaven? No, just a hotel. But it might as well be that for him as he pretty much took off, and flew to it with max speed.
He read the sign, the name of the place: Rocquette Sun Stop. Sounded warm.
He quickly dropped down and went into inside the place, the temperature felt amazing as he was a shivering mess, stumbling to the front desk. “H-hi sir, but uh… We need to have payment or we can’t have you stay here… I’m s-sorry but it’s what management says.” the front desk said, looking sad as Azazel scrambled in his pockets, slamming a checkbook down and writing off a check for $300,000. “M-master, the best room you h-have… Room service, please.” he stuttered, shaking and gave a weak smile as the lady took and her eyes widen.
“Y-yes sir…” she said, sliding him a key card and he took it, and made his way past the swimming pool, not noticing Chamil “Wh-why is this place so fucking c-cold!?” He did, however, hear the human speak and he turned and saw Chamil and this human, who was being a real douche in the eyes of Azazel and Davis. "Oi, learn to be more respectful to people. And hey mate, ho-how's it going?" he asked the goat demon, hoping she hasn't heard about what happened in West City as he narrowed his eye's at Yoga.
Hi and it's cold as hell... Mind if I join this thread to warm up? =3
Azazel: 14,000 PL
Active Trans: None
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Post by Lord Kelvin on Apr 21, 2018 20:35:06 GMT -6
“Shhh!” Medyas and Keliel hushed at each other as they closed the door behind them. Their father had an important business meeting today in North City, so the whole family had come to the Rockquette Sun Stop to spend a few days. They tried waking Panti up to join in their mischievous antics, but the four-year old slept like a log! Must be dad’s genes. The kids ran down the carpeted hallway, barefoot, wearing their brand-new swim shorts. Keliel’s was a deep blue with light streaks to compliment the bulbous teal crystal in-between his stubby horns. He liked them because they featured a nice socket for his long slender tail while Medyas’s was red with black clouds because they reminded him of the Akatska from his favorite anime. With Medyas leading the way, the kids stopped at a corner and peered into the lobby. “Y-yes sir…” The attendant said as she passed a key card to a man whom was shivering at the desk. The sun-kissed boy located their target and signaled for his little brother to follow. There didn’t seem to be anyone else in the lobby area, barring a janitor whom was sweeping the other way. Medyas took advantage of the situation by approaching the desk just as the man hurried towards the stairs to pass by the swimming pool. The woman had been staring at the man when the kids ducked beneath the desk and, with bated breath, attempted to cross the check-in station without being seen. Unfortunately for them, Medyas soon realized their cover had been blown out of the water when his face met with an unexpected leg. “Uh-oh…” he looked up, the attendant was tapping her foot disapprovingly. “Shouldn’t you boys be in bed? Where are your parents?”
Medyas glanced at his brother and gasped, “Keliel! Your tail!” “Huh?”
Keliel followed his brother’s gaze to discover that his tail had been their undoing as it stretched up above the counter and alerted their unrequited guest. “Sorrrrrry!!!” He said, “I have to pee!” Medyas sighed. There was nothing they could do about it now, so he wasn’t going to keep nagging like his mother. Medyas slowly stood up while maintaining eye contact with the attendant when an idea shot through his head. “Keliel! Do that thing you always do!”“Okay!”
The child smirks at the attendant and spreads his arms and legs, tail erect. The woman steps back, anticipating some form of attack. It wouldn’t be the first time she was slugged by a pair of children. “Now! Run!”
Medyas took the opportunity to run around the attendant and headed straight for the stairs. Keliel followed suit, walking out of a replica of himself which remained stiff in the same spot and passing between her legs. It’s not like the attendant had never seen an afterimage, but she never saw someone walk out of one, so their plan worked and she stuttered before realizing what just occurred. “Hey! Wait!” she said, but by the time she reached the staircase the boys were already at the bottom. “I don’t get paid enough for this…” the attendant turned back to her desk to deposit the check promptly after tossing her eraser at Keliel’s still image. The figure vanished into thin air soon after. “…”
“AAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” The boys come running down the stairs with joyful laughter which may disturb anyone who had been enjoying a silent night in the jacuzzi. “Wow! There’s so much room!” Keliel noted. They had seen the pool before, but seeing it so empty made it look bigger. The boys scanned the area; there were about three individuals in the entire room. They had already missed the banter. “Hiiii~!” Medyas waved. “BUBBLES!” Keliel exclaimed. His voice reverberated throughout the pool section as he raced in the direction of the other two people present. Before long, the pair would splash down into the jacuzzi and officially disrupt the person’s pleasant evening. “Aaaah-haa-haa-ha-ha-ha” Medyas cooed with delight. The water made him feel tingly and warm. It seemed like he could spend the rest of his life in that jacuzzi. “How you like this Keliel? The water is steeeaming!”
“It’s ok. I like the bubbles!” The boy made himself a white bubbly beard in the short time they had entered. Medyas stares at him in askance, “Says the boy who likes to hang out in the oven…” “-It’s warm!” He protested. Finally, the boys acknowledge the other two whom they had so rudely interrupted. “Hi! My name is Medyas and this is my brother Kelvin!”“But Mommy calls me Keliel because I’m not a temperature.”
“What’s your name?” The boys smile at their guests with their bright and wide smiles. Medyas was missing a canine.
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Post by Nashi on Apr 22, 2018 1:38:15 GMT -6
Nashi had searched West City and Satan City for the Power Pole and had gotten nowhere. Although he had told himself that he would look through every city, and then every town, and then everywhere else, Nashi was running on a record low degree of enthusiasm. And he hadn’t even been to his third city yet!
Speaking of, what city would had he chosen to be his third? Well, ‘North City’ rhymed with ‘Glauff Schmitty’ and that sounded funny, so he chose that one.
He had been to North City before, though, and he knew it to be especially cold. Brilliant ice cream, he admitted, brilliant lactose-ridden ice cream all the same, but dang it was nippy.
He couldn’t resist, because of he couldn't: after one side in his internal battle between his willpower and his adamant desire for ice cream eventually won after an embarrassingly long amount of time he ate a bunch of ice cream and, having gone through this exact scenario before, took himself to the hospital. Here where, once again, the nurse-lady at the door would scold him for his blatant overplaying of his mildly affected condition. By the time Nashi gave up in his fruitless attempts at seeing a doctor, when he left the hospital, it was already dark out. He had squandered his opportunity to harass random civilians about the location of the nyoibo.
Nashi couldn’t resist but make one of those adorable kitten yawns.
He needed a place to sleep. He wasn’t bothered to go to his Tower and he certainly wasn’t bothered to make the long climb up, so that was excluded pretty quickly as an option. He could drop into his parents’ place, but Nashi felt unnecessarily filled with shame for his total utter lack of progress, even though his mother only really told him to go on this adventure to give him something to do. He could sleep in an alley somewhere but was scared socialising with strays. Meaning he needed to find somewhere else, somewhere like—
Rockquette Sun Stop: clever sun-related slogan!
It didn’t actually say that last part.
Half-asleep and cold, Nashi stumbled in. The sudden change in temperature seemed to want to push him back outside (because of the hot air expanding, or pressure, or whatever Cadenza’s studying nowadays), but he resisted! He moved to the main counter and, thankful that he wasn’t too short to not see beyond it, dingly-danglied the dingly-dangler (pressed the receptionist’s call bell).
”W-welcome, sir, to Rockquette Sun Stop!”
Nashi organised a day’s sleep at the inn, spending almost all of his weekly allowance only the day after he retrieved it. The Receptionist was shocked that such a young teenager would reserve a day there (he was actually one year old, but he doubted that mentioning that would have helped), but he cut through her concerns. To her credit, she did recommend he check out the amenities for which the inn was known. And so there he was!
There were a few fishy zoans, a peculiarly-familiar looking yet somehow quite alien individual, a few lizard zoans (or so Nashi knew them) and what seemed to be a sable-furred goat zoan. There were also a bunch of humans, but those weren’t as notable given how much alike many of them tended to look… although there was one in particular that seemed to have been causing quite a ruckus.
Now, usually, Nashi was the one causing the ruckus. Perhaps he usually would have but, as a quarter cat, he wasn’t entirely keen on getting wet. Nor, mind you, did he think his father would be very grateful if he got his changshan soaked.
Yeah, thinking about it, I should probably just take this off. And so he did: he unbuttoned his changshan and put it, covering his staffspear, on a conveniently hard-to-see corner. Although this revealed his well-toned chest, it also brought attention to his jeans which, regardless of what he was wearing on top, wouldn’t carry well wet.
Content with relaxing by the pool and probably inadvertently catching a few Z’s, Nashi seated himself down quite close to all the chaotic goings on. He rested his head on his sunlounger, utterly mistaken in his belief that things might go quietly.
Let’s see how quickly that’s ruined.
PL: 20,965PL
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Post by Chamil on Apr 22, 2018 10:58:26 GMT -6
INN AND OUT CHAMIL'S PL: 16,000
Chamil opened one of her eyes when a human of the sort approached, asking if she was some sort of monster. "Well, if you consider someone part demon to be a monster, yes, yes I am." She explained, the plant-like crevasses in her horns briefly giving a magenta-colored glow, as if to flaunt her demonic abilities. "But I am primarily a Zoanthr--" Chamil began, only to hear a familiar voice echo nearby. "Hello, Azazel. I'm doing just swell." Chamil chimed to her human-demon partner in crime, eyes narrowing and her chin turned up, her critical gaze perhaps getting the message of "I know what you did, and I fucking told you so" across. She had heard of his little outburst in the newspaper awhile ago.
"Whatever, we're cool- I'm in a good mood. I have to admit, this is nice. It's been ages since I've been somewhere this quiet--" Chamil began, only to grip her ears when loud, childish laughter broke her treasured silence. She trembled for a moment before opening one eye, expression shifting to regret and sadness when two children interrupted her peace of mind, hopping right in the jacuzzi with the seven-foot-tall goat. Though thoroughly miffed and briefly resisting the urge to go on a murder spree of her own right here and now, she forced a weak smile at the two children. "Uh... Chamil. Hi. Hello." She began awkwardly, introducing herself, sending a quick glance to Azazel, as if to say "help me."
"Oh, would you look at the time, I should be hopping out now so I can... dry off. Yes, that." The goat excused herself, climbing out of the tub and leaving the two children to their devices nonetheless, grabbing and wringing out one of her wet ears. She hadn't paid mind to the relaxing cat earthling in the corner just yet. The peace was fine while it lasted.
Maybe it was her soaking wet furred body, or the equally watery floor beneath, but moments after, the demon goat found herself loosing her footing. "Wh--" she began, only to fumble and flail like a idiot, slipping and falling into the larger pool nearby with a yelp. After squirming about in the deeper waters, Chamil did push herself to her feet, glaring at the group. "You saw nothing."
Om-Yogu / Davis & Azazel / Lord Kelvin / Nashi |
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Post by Om-Yogu on Apr 22, 2018 14:43:31 GMT -6
The weird looking zoanthrope explained that she was actually part demon. "Part Demon, huh? Never heard of something like that before. I'm part Konatsian myself, but you probably don't care that much. Sorry for interrupting your relaxation, my name's Yogu." Yogu hopped out of the hot tub, no use bothering someone when they were trying to relax. That's when some guy butted in, telling Yogu to be respectful to people, then turning to the demon goat saying hi. The demon goat said hello to the guy, calling him Azazel. She said that Yogu and her were cool, but Yogu was not cool with this Azazel guy butting in like that.
Yogu walks up to Azazel and pokes him in the chest, "Hey guy, buzz off! I was just asking the lady a question." Yogu then walks past Azazel, trying to leave, just before he opens the door, two kids burst through. "What the- Ugh, kids." The two weird looking kids started running around, causing an even bigger ruckus than Yogu when he first entered. After a while of splashing the kids had asked what their names were. The demon goat quickly introduced herself as Chamil, then quickly got out of the hot tub and started drying off to leave. Chamil slipped and fell into the pool, she flailed around for a bit, then stood up and told everyone that they saw nothing.
Yogu burst out laughing, "Hahaha! I-I'm sorry but that was hilarious! I wish I had that on camera-" Yogu stopped himself, "I don't want to prove that guy right, I need to be respectful!" Yogu walked over to the two kids, "Hey, my name's Yogu. Shouldn't you guys be in bed by now? Where're your parents anyway?"
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Post by Davis & Azazel on Apr 23, 2018 1:29:37 GMT -6
Azazel cringed at the look and tone that Chamil used, looking a bit down and nervous. As she was his life link to this realm so he was nervous when she’d give this look. “I see you have heard the news… Yes, I will admit, not my best moment in thinking. Working and play pretend is very… Tiring.” he’d say, feeling tired.
“Hm?” he’d slightly turn his body to Yoga and immediately a trident appeared out of nowhere and stop the man from touching him. He’d give him a look complete disgust and look of superiority over the human, sneering at the man, “Don’t touch me human.” he’d spit with a poison added to it. He’d then walk past the man, his white eye’s cold and harsh.
He began to make his way to Chamil to help her out, his trident following behind him. She, of course, got out and didn’t pay attention to the slippery slope of the side of a pool. She crashed into the water, so he snorted a little, smirking a little and chuckled before leaning down and reached down toward with a hand for her to help her up.
“C’mon. Get up. I’d like to speak with you a bit.” he said with a smile. His shadow seemed to rise as if it was its own being, reaching into the very air itself and making a white towel out of pure air and it began mopping up the water to make sure no one else would fall, mostly himself as he knew Davis’ body could be accident prone.
The shadow would get rid of it after it was done and then go back to a normal shadow.
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Post by Lord Kelvin on Apr 23, 2018 8:18:41 GMT -6
“Nice to meet ya Chamil!” the boys smiled, happy to have made a new friend. Medyas in particular was fixated on the goat’s peculiar features. His dark brown eyes studied how her snout extended from her face, her long dog-like ears that rested on her shoulders, her thick and well-kept furr. “Wow, Keliel, look at her horns -they’re so pretty!” Keliel nodded. A moment later, Keliel noticed an interesting cat man whom had just settled down to lounge on a sun bed. Kitty! The boy was about to say hi, but he was shortly distracted by the magical trident. “Whooooa! Magic!” Keliel’s eyes glittered. “I wanna play pretend too!” Medyas said. The boy covered one eye with his hand and extended the other at his brother as if holding a trident, “Don’t touch me, human.” However, before Keliel could respond, Chamil had stood up from the jacuzzi and began to exit. It took a second before they reacted. Watching her stand from below revealed just how tall she was; a seven-foot goat juxtaposed to children two-feet and four-feet tall respectively was rather intimidating. “Aaaw! Noooo! Don’t leave, the party just started!” Medyas cried. “Yeaaa,” Keliel backed him up. The kids followed her up to the end of the jacuzzi and watched from its edge as she passed by the pool. Their smiles faded and silence overtook the room as they were left alone. Little did they know, Chamil had a change of heart! The boy’s jumped out of the jacuzzi, Keliel raised both hands into the air while Medyas stood with one foot out of the water and an enthusiastic fist as they cheered for Chamil’s determination to swim. “YEEEAAAA” “WOOOHOO!” “Do you wanna race?”The kid’s would have soon joined Chamil in the doughnut pool, but the other man with whom they ran into at the pool’s entrance had approached them before they could climb out of the jacuzzi. The man had dark green hair and eyes to match, Medyas always liked to see people with different colors because he was brown from head to toe! But mother didn’t let him dye his hair -Booooring... “Hi Yogurt!” Keliel said with a playful hop. Medyas propped his hands on his thighs, stuck out his chest, and raised his chin in the air with closed and proud eyes. “Sleep is for the weak of heart!” “Kitty!”
While Medyas was speaking with Yogurt, Keliel made his way to the sleeping kitty which had caught his eye earlier. Left to his own devices, the child would stop at the man’s bed-side to observe his cat-like features and blue hair. Keliel’s tail slithered on the floor with anticipation -a sign that he was having fun. If the cat man opened his eyes, he would find himself face to face with a tiny arcosian stroking his hair. Keliel’s eyes were big, bright, and glossy red; they looked even bigger since he was a mere several inches from the cat man’s face.
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Post by Nashi on Apr 23, 2018 22:21:42 GMT -6
Nashi lied there, unmoving, one eye partially open. He was watching the curious goings on before him. Not only was he watching but he was listening, intently, trying to figure out what was going on: only a few people were speaking in the whole area, and all those who were were right next to each other. Clearly, there must have been some disruption: they must have been talking about something important, and important things occuring or being conversed near Nashi had the strange tendency to somehow be related to him. Nashi watched the strange ‘Azzazza’ or whatever it was. He was scary— familiar, somehow, but that only added to the scariness. He was being rude to that ‘Yoga’ or whatever dude (it was hard hearing these things when tired!) and might not have been human, which wasn’t particularly hard to believe considering his appearance. But, still…The dark zoanthrope got out of jacuzzi with the— let’s say, unmild interference— of the juvenile ‘lizard zoanthropes’. Nary a jiffy later, as if the universe itself was punishing her hubris for attempting to not get annoyed by children, she fell back in. Or, rather, she fell into the larger pool, the one the aquatic zoanthropes were racing against each other in. A smile crept across Nashi’s supposedly sleeping self; slapstick is always funny!.. Unless, of course, it was directed at him. Nashi watched on, a smile still on his face, as the ‘lizard zoanthropes’ continued in their tomfoolery. Although… I think that one looked at me! Did he… did he see my smile? Does he know I’m not asleep? Although no one without ki sense would have been able to tell but the supposedly sleeping hybrid Earthling in the corner was immediately quite stressed. He wasn’t sure why he cared so much for this facade of rest but he started it for some reason and dang now he was committed. There was chaos in the splashing, and something about yoghurt, or sleep, or— ”Kitty!”Oh no.The Senbyo, despite his feline ancestry, hadn’t heard much of the nearby conversations with the same sort of clarity that you’d expect from particularly clear air. But that word— ‘kitty’— was unmistakable. At first he thought that it might have actually been ‘city’, but no child would ever look straight at a cat and say that. Oh, yeah, and the kid was looking straight at him. The lacertilian zoan moved up right up to Nashi’s sunchairbedloungerthing. Still, despite the internal screaming going on in his head, the catboy’s body didn’t seem to change in any capacity. He wiped his smile off of his face, had closed both eyes entirely and tried way too hard to keep his heartbeat consistent. G-Gaah! He’s so close! And—Just moments before Nashi’s hair was to be touched, he suddenly jumped into action. In a scarily short amount of time, Nashi went from ‘seated and sleeping’ to ‘upright and spooky’. ”HISSSS!”
Nashi made the scariest face he could manage and moved his hands as if he was about to grab at the youngun. His sibilant hissing sound, made half by nature and half by imitating televised felines, was made with the intent to scare the heebie-jeebies. Once the child was (hopefully) scared off a bit, Nashi would reveal a jubilantly warm smile. "Aha! Got you!” After all, he wasn’t actually a horrifying monster; there were already two of those in the room! Looking up once again and his sleepiness (for now) abated, Nashi would look to the human for a bit, then the demonic zoan, but then his eyes would settle on the ‘Azerdoodly-el’ or whatever guy. His eyes would squint suspiciously. ”Hey, uh…” he would attempt to start warmly, ”Do I know you from somewhere?” |
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Post by Chamil on May 7, 2018 3:42:15 GMT -6
INN AND OUT CHAMIL'S PL: 16,000
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OOC: AAAAA SORRY FOR THE DELAY
Chamil emerged from the waters again, standing firmly in the six-foot deep waters with her head still held high. She glared daggers at the group before shaking her head, sending some stray droplets of water off her body. She'd hop up and briefly hover above the ground out of the waters, grumbling some curses in her demon tongue. Chamil touched back down on the solid floor outside of the pool, grabbing and wringing out one of her ears like nothing ever happened. It was best to move along before the children continued to annoy her, or she blew something up for real.
Chamil sent another blank gaze Azazel's way. "You're horrible at this." She forced a smile. Flat out saying he was pretending about something, snapping at the human like some weird monster, wielding a totally-not-evil demon trident in a public place, and using those weird shadow powers that again seemed rather eerie and forboding. Fantastic. "We can speak later, friend." Chamil forced out again in an eerily cheery tune with another falsified smile.
Soon enough, the children were also at the foot of the cat human also. Chamil sent a sympathetic glance and nod his way, as if to say that she shared his pain. Still, he at least could have fun with the children, likely sending chills down their spines with an intense feline hiss... And then Nashi directed his attention to Azazel.
"Oh, you two know eachother?" Chamil chimed, glancing between the two. Chamil's long tail seemed to move of it's own accord, trying to push the demonic human towards Nashi. "Well, I'll let you two catch up. Reunions are always nice." She dismissed the demon with a sly smile, sitting back down on a nearby chair that her bag of things was beside, not too far away from Yogu's position. Maybe Azazel would learn his lesson and stay in line after this.
Om-Yogu / Davis & Azazel / Lord Kelvin / Nashi |
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Post by Om-Yogu on May 7, 2018 16:50:39 GMT -6
There were a few things that made Yogu angry this past couple of seconds. There was when Yogu tried to poke Azazel, a trident appeared and stopped Yogu from getting close to him. Azazel had told Yogu to not touch him, putting an emphasis on human, treating it as an insult. "Hey! You're just as human as I am!" Azazel walks past Yogu and goes over to Chamil. On his way there, he makes a towel come up out of nowhere! "How is he doing that? Is he some kind of magician or something?"
Then there was also the two arcosian kids. They had called Yogu 'Yogurt'. "Hey! My name is Yogu, not yogurt!" he got red in the face, and almost attacked the kids for saying his name wrong! One of the two kids told Yogu that sleep is for the weak. Yogu let out a yawn, "Yeah, well you won't be saying the same thing when you're older, kid. Sleep is all that matters when you're an adult." The other kid ran over to a cat zoanthrope who was sleeping, calling them 'kitty'. Yogu almost burst out laughing, "Hahaha! Hey kid, that's no ca-" The zoanthrope let out a hiss! Yogu jumped back, that was one terrifying cat-human thing. The cat zoanthrope turned to Azazel, saying they had recognized him. Yogu walked over and asked Chamil, who had pushed Azazel closer to the cat zoanthrope. "Does people running into each other happen a lot in North City?"
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Post by Davis & Azazel on May 9, 2018 21:00:24 GMT -6
“... I hate children,” he muttered, rolling his eyes and sighed, standing up entirely as Chamil didn’t except his hand to pull her up. “And shut it. I am an actor of the arts, I have to play pretend all the time. Speaking about it isn’t going to hurt me.” he stated, narrowing his eyes at her. “People here seem to be less perceptive so they don’t notice obvious statements… Unless you point them out extremely bluntly.”
He says this, rolling his eyes at her, as he looked at Yogu, smirking a little. “As you can see, I am no human. I am, in fact…” he’d walk over to him and whisper to him. “A Shinjin in disguise, trying to get rid of bad demons. Apologies but my cohort was being stupid earlier today and it really annoyed me, putting me in a sour mood…” he’d tell him.
He was really hoping this human would be stupid enough to fall for it as it’d be pretty funny to fuck with him. The human would have no idea if this was true. “I am well versed in magic and humans aren’t magical so… There’s my evidence.” he’d say quietly and lean away, praying to the demonic powers above.
He’d feel Chamil’s tail push him toward Nashi and he stumbled forward, looking back with a look of malice at her, wanting to tear her arm off and beat her with it. He’d turn to the cat man with his expression shifting to one of annoyance as he scoffed at him. “No, I do not know about you in the slightest. I have never met you, I have never heard of you, and I’ve never known of you,” he said, with a tone and posture that left no room for argument.
He was really getting pissed at Chamil and was thinking of some way to get his revenge upon her in some way. It may have to wait but hey, revenge is like food, served cold. He eyed the children, making sure to have an eye upon so they couldn’t sneak up on him.
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Post by Lord Kelvin on May 10, 2018 18:38:40 GMT -6
Keliel had thick skin. His family learned this a long time ago. With that said, he had not expected the cat man to jump from his resting position so suddenly as he had. This was one of the few times the boy had felt his skin crawl along his back. With shrunken pupils and mouth agape, the child stumbled back on the floor. The hissing sound was so loud and sudden, completely unexpected, that even Medyas nearly jumped out of his skin although he was scores away from the event. He looked back in fear for his younger brother. The cat man’s eyes were narrow and feral while his once silky blue hair seemed to gain life of its own. Then again, Keliel was an impressionable child. His mind probably exaggerated the cat man’s features, making them seem more fearsome that it is. A full minute must have passed before the cat man broke his act, revealing to the kids that he had just played them so skillfully.
“Ha-“ Keliel broke the silence suddenly. “…hahahaha!” The young boy grabbed his stomach with his hands and fell on his back. He appreciated a good scare and the cat man’s performance was impeccable. Medyas sighed in relief, though the atmosphere suddenly reached a record low just seconds after the jubilant laughter. Keliel was too busy busting his balls to realize, and so he had missed the more serious banter exchanged between the adults. Medyas was not so bliss in ignorance and lowered his head. He thought the trident man was cool and he even wanted to ask him if he could learn how to perform magic too, but there was an ominous feeling in the air which he couldn’t shake off.
The sun-kissed boy raised his head slightly to peak at the man from between the strands of his brown curly hair only to find his hostile gaze plastered on him. Gasp! Medyas immediately looked away. He suppressed a tear swelling in his eye. “I think we have to go now…” he said softly without raising his head. The boy turned his back to the trident man, bravely fighting back his body’s instinct to run away as if a feral beast was chasing him -similar to when he would often run upstairs after turning the living room lights off at home. Instead, Medyas donned a stoic exterior as he approached his younger brother, whom was still rolling on the floor with laughter.
“C’mon Keliel, we have to go.” He said so in the same soft voice and a fixed gaze which landed on the cat man’s feet. A more perceptive individual might have picked up at his fear, but Keliel was not such individual. “Aaaaw!” The boy whined. “I don’t wanna! We’re having so much fun!” “Mom and dad will be worried if they wake up,” Medyas explained. “Noooo!” Keliel threw his hands in the air and dropped on his back. This however did not deter his older brother, Medyas grabbed onto Keliel’s tail and began to drag him across the floor as he made his way to the stairs. “Nooooo! I don’t wanna go to bed! I wanna play with our new friends!” Keliel clawed the floor with his nails in the same fashion as a feline. His nails eventually lodged into the crease between the tiles, granting him the leverage he needed to halt his brother’s advance.
“K-Keliel! C’mon!” Medyas grunted as he attempted to overpower his brother. Unfortunately, the kids were evenly matched and any hopes of Medyas winning the power struggle depended on the child with the most stamina.
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Post by Nashi on May 11, 2018 19:30:30 GMT -6
One of the children started to laugh— it seemed his efforts in spooking them were well-spent! Nashi’s smile was perhaps the widest in the room, both because of the fun of such a scare but also because he was proud of himself for entertaining them. His father once said that ‘to find entertainment in the entertaining is the mark of a parent’ and his mother once said that being the kami (and therefore the senbyo, since Nashi’s idea of a kami was identical but with a nicer hat) was like being the parent of all the Earth’s peoples. In other words, by combining adages that were probably better off left uncombined, the catboy knew that he was doing well. I mean, the scaring them bit was sort of directly entertaining anyway too, but… but that would imply that Nashi wasn’t being the best senbyo he possibly could be, which was a truth his little heart couldn’t bear to confront.
The children would look around a bit. The quarter-feline wasn’t precisely the best judge of character— as knowledge of the future would make obvious— but he thought that maybe one of the children was afraid of the trident-wielding practitioner of magic. Odd. He doesn’t that look scary to me. He looked quite evil though, he mentally admitted, but a recent episode of Zodiac Hermit taught him not to judge a book by a cover. Or, rather, the morality of a person by the edginess of their appearance. One child was trying to take another elsewhere: they didn’t seem to go anyway, each imparting equal measures of force, and the Senbyo thought it was to not interfere. After all, if he answered ‘incorrectly’, their parents might take issue to the blue fighter.
But personally? He hoped they’d stay.
The scary man seemed to walk closer on his own accord— Nashi couldn’t see the tail nudging him along— but also as if he really didn’t want to. ”No, no, I remember you. Definitely.” The movement that the human demon shinjin made allowed the Senbyo a better look at that face. ”Not the eyes, not so much the build, definitely not the personality, but…” He hurriedly began rummaging through his memory banks like someone who lost their keys at the bottom of the drawer where all the spare lego went. ”No, I don’t know where from. Sorry for wasting your time, Sir.” The innocent Nashi simply could not relate the idea of the helpful and nerdy Davis with whoever this was in front of him. Although… maybe they’re twins?
”But! Have you, by any chance, heard of an, er… ‘Davis’?”
He was paying very little attention to Yogurt— as far as Nashi knew he was just an unpowered, uninteresting human—but little did he know they’d meet again.
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